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justabrunettewhowrites-stuff · 8 days

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Liam Mairi x Fem reader where r! needs release bc her dragon is having a moment miss ma'am and like Liam helps and he is the sweetest,kindest and most gentle person ever? KSSJSJ HE'S SO SWEET I CAN'T. MY BABY

'Dragons & Comforting Embraces'

Liam Mairi x Fem!Reader

A/N:Ty for the req (I tried!!) <3 HE'S IN MY ILY FOREVER CLUB,MY SWEET BOY 😭😭

You rushed back to your room, hoping to find some solace,feeling the heat radiating through your entire body. Your dragon had just been particularly active, pouring its lust directly into you,leaving you frustratingly needy. To your surprise,as you opened the door, expecting to find the room empty, you came across a surprising sight:Liam was already there, sitting calmly on your bed. His blonde hair framed his kind blue eyes, and his tall frame exuded warmth and comfort.

"Oh, hey Y/N," Liam greeted, standing up eagerly. "I was just about to leave. Did you need something?" His dimples flashed as he spoke, a genuine smile lighting up his face but he noticed something was off,so he asked

"Are you alright?" Liam asked, concern lacing his voice. "You look...quite flustered."

You could only nod, unable to find your voice amidst her lust-addled haze. Liam's blue eyes held nothing but understanding and compassion as he approached you cautiously.

"It's alright," he whispered gently, reaching out to cup her flushed cheeks. "I know what you're going through. It'll pass soon enough, but until then, I'll stay with you, if you'd like."

You didn't answer, instead wrapping your arms around Liam's waist, pressing your aching body against his. He hesitated for only a moment before returning the embrace, his hand sliding down your spine to rest on your hip. The warmth of his touch seeped into your very core,a steady comfort in the midst of your turmoil.

"Please," you managed to whisper,your voice barely above a breath. "I need...help."

Liam looked at you, concern etched across his features. "You shouldn't be alone right now," he said softly, reaching out to touch your cheek gently.His fingers lingered on your skin, creating a spark that seemed to electrify your entire being. You leaned into his touch, craving his warmth and comfort.

"I don't want to be alone," you whispered again, your breath hitching as you felt your desire grow even stronger.

"Please, Liam," you begged, reaching out and grasping his shirt. "I need some relief.Anything!"

Liam looked into your eyes, seeing the desperation and longing. He gently removed your hand from his shirt and leaned in close, his breath caressing your cheek. "Alright," he whispered. "But promise me you'll be okay after."

"I promise." You murmured,hazy still.

As you undressed each other, your fingers trembled, unable to control your shaking limbs. You could hardly think straight, your mind hazy with desire and desperation. Liam, however, remained calm and collected, his deft hands unbuttoning your shirt and unfastening your pants with ease.

His blue eyes never left your own as he helped you slip out of your clothes, taking care not to cause even the slightest discomfort. Once you were naked, he guided you onto the soft bed, his hand stroking your back comfortingly.

"Just relax," he whispered softly, his voice low and calming. "We'll take it slow, alright?"

You nodded, biting your lower lip nervously. His hand slid down your spine, cupping your hip, and then slowly exploring the curve of your ass. His touch sent electricity coursing through your entire body, making you arch into his grasp.

"So beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with genuine admiration.His thumb brushed across your hipbone, sending waves of pleasure throughout your entire body.

"Relax," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "Let me take care of you."

With that, Liam leaned down, kissing a trail across your stomach before his tongue began tracing circles around your belly button. You gasped, your hips arching slightly as his warm breath caressed your nerves.

Each flick sent waves of pleasure crashing through you, and soon enough, you were writhing beneath him.

"Oh god, Liam..." you moaned, your nails digging into the sheets. He merely glanced up.

"Am I hurting you?" Liam asked, his voice soft.

"No... oh gods, no! Please don't stop.Please, Liam... I need you," you pleaded, your voice barely above a whisper.

With a nod, Liam positioned himself between your legs. His eyes locked with yours, filled with determination and affection,his hair glinting under the soft candlelight.

Liam's dimpled smile grew wider as he leaned in, kissing your lips gently before moving down your neck, leaving a trail of warmth and tingling sensations.

His hand slid between your thighs, gently massaging your swollen clit, eliciting a gasp from you. Liam's touch was soft yet firm, driving you wild with pleasure. He continued by kissing your neck, his tongue tracing small circles, sending waves of ecstasy through your body.

Your breath hitched as he moved again, teasing your nipples with his lips and tongue. Each flick felt like electricity coursing through your veins, making you writhe beneath him.

You felt him, but Liam was patient, taking his time to ensure you were ready.He glanced up at you, his eyes filled with love and longing, and with a nod from you, he slowly entered you.

Then in one smooth motion, he entered you, filling you completely. Despite your arousal, you felt a momentary discomfort, but Liam was gentle, allowing you time to adjust to his size.

Inch by inch, he pushed forward, filling you completely. You gasped, the warmth of him spreading throughout your core. Liam held still for a moment, allowing you to adjust, before beginning to move rhythmically, setting a slow pace that matched your breathing.

His thrusts,slow and steady, his blue eyes locked onto yours the entire time. Every movement is deliberate, every touch gentle but passionate. Liam's hands cup your cheeks, his thumbs stroking your jaw, keeping you grounded in the moment.

Each thrust drives you closer to completion, the buildup almost unbearable. Liam picks up the pace, holding your gaze as you climax, your entire being consumed by pleasure. He follows suit moments later, the two of you collapsing together, panting heavily.

Liam wraps you in his embrace, holding you close as you catch your breath. The warmth of his body against yours, combined with the satisfaction of your desires, puts you in a state of pure bliss.Liam leans down, brushing a feather-light kiss across your lips as you drift off to sleep, held tightly in Liam's arms, content in the knowledge that you'll wake up in his embrace.

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mywons · 10 months

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៹ bf!hyung-line enha and their love languages.

▸ ִֶָ tags est. enha x reader, fluff + mentions of kissing + talk of the five love languages. warnings! && none. REQUESTED : could you do stuff about how they act with you/their love languages? ✿ 0.7k words —

## HEADCANONS UNDER THE CUT !

lee heeseung !

physical touch.

he adores you in every way, and touching you at every waking moment is exactly how he shows it

loves pulling you into his lap as you tell him about your day !!

it's even better if physical touch is also your love language, because he's constantly craving your hands on him

"missed you," he'd mumble into your neck after a long day, his fingers pinching at your hips <3

he gets grumpy if he's deprived of your touch for too long & makes it everyone's problem

sometimes dreads touring because it's so long to go without you

^^ calls you every night when he is on tour, telling you how much he misses your kisses :(

this boy literally has no boundaries. your personal space is his personal space. always attached to your hip tbh

such a fan of pda too . . . perfect bf

park jongseong !

acts of service.

he's already constantly caring for his members, and you're no different

cooks for you all the time, learned your favorite dishes and studied the recipes.

comes over and cleans up your place for you when you're not there ,, sometimes he doesn't even tell you ,, just uses the key you gave him

texts you & tells you to remember your appointments or important job meetings <3

always planning special days for the two of you. tells you in advance to take the day off of work so he can spoil his baby !!

some of the small things he does for you include: offering massages, helping you bathe, running your errands

you have no idea how many times you've gotten ready to run an errand and jay's like "oh yeah i did that yesterday while you were out with your friends" <3 he's such a sweetheart

absolutely loves when you ask him to do stuff for you, even if it's the smallest thing. you could just ask him to turn off the light a few feet away and he's smiling so wide because he loves helping you in any and every way

he needs you and loves that you need him just as much

sim jaeyun !

words of affirmation.

he's literally the sweetest boy alive

constantly telling you how proud you make him, and he loves hearing the same

looks at you with the kindest eyes ever while he compliments and reassures you. his words aid your stress like no other

"you did really well today, let me take care of you for the rest of the evening okay?"

literally makes you feel like royalty whenever you're around him (he needs the same treatment though)

your arguments are always solved very quickly because he's wonderful with communication and reassurance + hates when things are tense between you guys. he never wants to not talk things out, you're the most precious thing to him

sometimes he'll randomly text you really really sweet messages that make you cry bc he's just so :(

and it only gets worse (or better, depending on how you look at it) when he's sleepy. wakes you up at the crack of dawn by kissing you all over your face and mumbling about how pretty you are

dude has zero limits when it comes to making sure you know how wonderful you are

park sunghoon !

quality time.

he's an introvert, so he's not very good at expressing his feelings through words. usually he opts for just spending quiet time with you

he loves staying close to you, even if you guys are just doing your respective things. he reads a book while you work on a project, just your presence is enough for him

he also loves taking naps with you

literally will come over to your place for that reason and that reason only. there's something about having you so close to him that calms him completely

he also really really likes facetiming you

you guys don't even have to talk, but knowing you're there is nice. when you do talk, he'll listen to you talk about what you have planned for the day or what you've already done while he looks at you like you're the only person on earth

he's shy though so you have to talk him into keeping himself in the frame <3

^^ meanwhile he's taking 100 screenshots of you for his lockscreen

yeah he just really loves you and spending time with you !!

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youcouldmakealife · 6 months

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Liveblogging the End: Jared (103-105)

Okay, I am back to liveblog the end now that we are ACTUALLY approaching the end several...years...later.

Previous parts can all be found under the liveblogging the end tag in reverse chronological order.

And if you want to read along with me, the series page is here.

I am dropping the part summaries going forward, and instead you'll have random ass mini-essays on occasion, because I have Thoughts and Feelings and the like. Starting with one today, below the cut.

I paused the LBTE last time at part 102, because I realised we were, in fact, a long way off from the end, and I was going to finish the liveblog well before I finished the series. And I was…very right about that. It’s a good place to step back in, honestly: Jared’s just told Deslauriers about his relationship with Bryce (it went poorly), Bryce is about to tell the Flames about him and Jared (it will go poorly), and wedding plans are ramping up. Let’s step back to Alberta, everyone.

Here’s the thing about Jared Matheson: he’s beautiful, he’s smarter than most people around him (not all around him, as he believes, but most), he’s in the 0.001 percentile of hockey players worldwide, and he draws good, kind people around him like moths to his flame (also fellow hobgoblins, to be fair). And he thinks like a Mary Sue: ‘here I am, just this ordinary boy, totally unremarkable, why did Bryce Marcus just trip over his feet looking at me, must be a plot’ and then Bryce’s POV is ‘oh look, it’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen’.

Here’s the other thing about Jared Matheson. He’s the narrator of this story, but he’d be the first to tell you the true hero of this story is Bryce Marcus, and Jared’s The Love Interest. Of course, he’s not exactly the mute but there to look pretty and provide stakes love interest of action movies, or the longsuffering picking up after man baby partner of romantic comedies (…mostly), but he is, indubitably, the love interest of the Official Plotline. And fuck does Bryce love him.

I obviously did not know what I was getting into with Impaired Judgment (the series name that just keeps on getting more and more fitting). First off, I had zero handle whatsoever on Bryce. Jared’s voice I had pretty well from the get go — it changed, naturally, as he got older and more settled, and his ‘like’ per part ratio is down significantly at 24 versus 17 (Bryce actually uses it more than he does in dialogue, now), but I had Jared pretty well pegged.

Bryce Marcus. Holy shit man. That guy was a revelation to me as much as he was to Jared. Dude peeled off his layers like a fucking strip tease at the beginning of IJ(aoe) and then grew to be one of my kindest, most earnest, sweetest characters. What I thought was a trash son had only landed in the dumpster accidentally, and required a rescue.

I’m going to have other random little essays while I go through Liveblogging the End (actually for real this time), because this many words and this many years in, there’s obviously something that keeps me coming back to these boys every time I think I’ve reached a natural end to their story, one more step they have to take together before they’re through. But in the meantime, let’s get to the actual story, shall we.

103 - Exertion

Wedding planning feels particularly good when you’re doing it spitefully. Things Jared wasn’t overly concerned with are suddenly important. Fuck yes they’re going to wear tuxes and have the stupidly expensive catering Bryce wants. If Bryce wants a fucking ice sculpture in the middle of summer Jared would probably okay it right now, just as long as he could send a picture of it to Oilers PR.

One of my favourite things about Jared is how much spite he can inject into all his endeavours.

Bryce comes home after two hours, and Jared is given a pretty solid example of Chaz’s reports of the discrepancy between Bryce’s gloss on the phone with Jared versus Bryce in reality, because his face is a fucking thundercloud until he realises Jared’s looking at him, and once he does it gets very — neutral. The epitome of ‘fine’.

Bryce is still masking a LOT at this point in the narrative. It’s kind of crazy to me how far he’s come at this point and how far he’s still going to go.

Jared’s at least ninety percent sure people have recognised Bryce, so he keeps it low when he leans in while Bryce is taking a long-overdue water break, shirt plastered to his back, and says, “Is it weird to say you look hot when you’re punching things?”

Bryce laughs a little breathlessly. “You hate when I fight,” he says.

“Yeah, but when you’re fighting guys are throwing punches back,” Jared says. “And I kinda like your face.”

This is going to keep holding true, much to Jared’s chagrin. Well, chagrin about the fighting: he’s cool continuing to like Bryce’s face.

They do, however, fuck in their own shower — no matter how many times Jared swears they’re never going to do that again, usually while nursing a minor injury, he gets Bryce naked and wet in an enclosed space with him and things go badly. Well, they go badly for his self-discipline; they go pretty okay otherwise. Neither of them even need an ice pack after

The one lesson that is never learned in this narrative, but hey: no ice pack this time.

“Cool,” Jared says. “You still want that crazy expensive catering company?”

“I mean, you keep looking at price per person, but it’s not that much when we only have—”

“You can go ahead and book them,” Jared says.

“Hey, is mid-July too soon for the wedding? That huge lake house you thought it’d be cool to rent out just told mom they got a cancellation then.”

Jared would literally marry him tomorrow if Bryce wasn’t so aghast at the idea of eloping.

“I know we haven’t ironed out, like—” Bryce says.

“Book it,” Jared interrupts.

Their entire wedding comes together on the wings of spite and Bryce is kind of loving it, tbh.

“Liar,” Jared says.

“Mom,” Bryce complains.

“Bear, you know you’re a bad liar,” Elaine says.

One of Bryce’s best-worst feelings is when Jared and Elaine team up on him. His favourite people are united! Against him.

Erin drops the ‘I don’t know how hockey works’ b.s. while Elaine’s there, which is good, because if Jared had to tell her one more time that icing doesn’t persist during the power play, while he’s already grit-tooth watching the Flames kill it, well —

Jared should not kill his sister.

This act, which was used to bug the SHIT out of her father and brother, is permanently dropped when she gets together with Julius, and Jared and Don both have dramatic ‘I KNEW IT’ conversations with her.

“But you would have had to tell them before the wedding,” Elaine says. “And telling them affects your career more than his.”

“How?” Jared asks. “He’s the high-profile player.”

“That’s my point,” Elaine says. “There’s always going to be a team that thinks his play makes a potential scandal worth it.”

And that isn’t true of Jared. He honestly like — his dad’s been telling him that since before he was drafted, that a team might decide it wasn’t worth the PR headache, pissing off the homophobic fans. And he knew that, intellectually he knew his dad was right, it’s just — he didn’t expect it to go as bad as it did. Maybe that was naive.

Jared would self-describe as a pessimist, but he’s actually the optimist, between him and Bryce. And he’s usually the one who’s right about how things will go down, versus Bryce, who tends to fear the worst, but unfortunately that’s not always the case.

“I worried about him a lot growing up. I’m sure you can — I worried about Bryce a lot. And I don’t worry — I don’t worry about him in the same way now. And you’re a big part of why I don’t. So thank you for that.”

“I didn’t really do anything,” Jared says. “Like, he kind of — it’s all him. He’s the one who did all the work, you know?”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” Elaine says, reaching out and squeezing his hand, and Jared squeezes back.

This is probably my favourite Jared and Elaine moment in the entire series. The utter RELIEF it has been for Elaine, Bryce having Jared in his life. That fear has been so ever-present since Bryce was a child, the weight of it coming off was immense. She still worries about him, obviously, but before, she was Bryce’s sole support. Him having Jared is such blessing to her.

“Why’re you still up?” Jared asks.

“Waiting for you,” Bryce says, but he doesn’t protest when Jared pokes him to their room, supervises him getting into bed. Bryce gets out a plaintive “Come to bed,” before he crashes hard, and Jared gets Gatorade — blue, because Bryce earned it — and aspirin, puts them on Bryce’s bedside table in case he wakes up dehydrated and sore, which Jared knows from experience he almost definitely will. And Jared’s never played the kind of minutes Bryce did tonight. He adds an extra aspirin, just in case.

Soft shit, Matheson.

104 - Ember

Two of them are vanilla because Jared’s selfish and Bryce isn’t there, and anyway, no one dislikes vanilla, so it’s a good flavour to have.

I have been asked about the cake reversal, because Bryce has stated that he liked vanilla best when Jared got him a cupcake for a birthday very early in their relationship, and I will say this: Jared was visibly nervous he got the wrong flavour and Bryce was lying to make him feel better. Jared even pegged it at the time. Also as soon as he realised he could have a non-traditional wedding cake he got excited.

(He DOES like vanilla ice cream best, but he is a chocolate cake guy. Jared’s a chocolate ice cream and vanilla cake guy. Complementary couple.)

“I brought guests!” Bryce tells him, Chaz and Ashley walking in the door before Jared can do more than throw the nearest blanket over himself, give himself a little dignity. Not that Chaz hasn’t seen him in less hundreds of times, but context. Plus Ashley hasn’t, and does not deserve to be unexpectedly subjected to it. He twists it so it covers his chest too. He’s sure Ashley isn’t going to be scandalised by his nipples or whatever, but still.

“Beautiful blanket toga,” Chaz says.

He is stunning in his attire.

“We just got the cake decided,” Jared says. “Chocolate and vanilla, which isn’t like, totally traditional—” he pretends he doesn’t see Bryce rolling his eyes at him. “But it’s not like, a cupcake cake or whatever, so.”

“Aw, I like those little cupcake towers,” Ashley says. “They’re super cute.”

VINDICATION FOR HALLA.

Bryce eats it up, and Jared can’t blame him, considering that’s like, his first enthusiastic Matheson reception, barring Erin the irritating shadow and devoted future sister-in-law. Plus her glaring crush when he first came onto the scene. Maybe Jared will amend that to adult Mathesons — though like, his grandma’s a Murray, not a Matheson, so maybe that’s the difference. No hobgoblin gene.

Jared has the hobgoblin gene from both sides, his grandma has simply bamboozled him into thinking she’s not a hobgoblin herself.

It’s going to cost an absurd amount for something Jared will probably never wear again, except maybe to Oilers charity stuff — and even then hopefully he’ll have put on enough weight it won’t fit — and Jared almost protests and puts his foot down on getting one off the rack, despite Bryce’s obvious horror at the idea, but then he gathers all his reserves of spite and lets it happen.

Bryce continues to be very grateful to Jared’s spite in this matter.

Small potatoes is a stupid term, Julius texts back ten minutes later, ten minutes Jared imagines he spent looking up whatever the hell that meant and then trying to figure out why that was a thing, and then throwing his hands up at the English language. It’s easy to imagine because Jared’s seen him do it multiple times before.

And to be fair, it is a pretty stupid term. Like, what is it comparing the small potatoes to? Big potatoes? A pumpkin?

It literally has no defined etymology and that makes me fucking mad. A good idiom requires a root MEANING, even if it’s no longer relevant to modern life. Fuck you small potatoes.

Jared snorts, then texts Julius with a mad face. “I can’t believe you’re sulking,” Bryce says. “I’m not,” Jared says, and then sends Julius three more mad faces and a I cooked for you ALL YEAR and I get nothing. Thank you for your congratulations, Julius sends back twenty minutes later. Whatever we both knew you were a lock., Jared texts back

I love their friendship. Julius is the friend Jared deserves.

It feels vaguely unethical for them to get preferential treatment when everyone’s supposed to be equal, but Jared doesn’t want some random person at City Hall recognising Bryce, so he’s not actually complaining.

Love Jared like ‘I recognise this is the sort of preferential treatment that leads to systemic inequality which is bad…but also I appreciate it’.

“We’re getting married in July,” Jared says, just to like — tell her. She doesn’t care, she’s just telling them how long it’s valid for so they don’t have to get a new one, but it’s just. It’s cool, saying it to someone.

“Congratulations,” she says, both like she says it a billion times a day, and like she means it, means it as much for them as anyone else, no more or less.

“Thank you,” Bryce says, and it’s stupid, but Jared has the sudden urge to take his hand, follows through on it. She knows they’re getting married, it’s not like a little hand holding is going to shock her. Once again, she doesn’t bat an eye.

But then also NOT getting different treatment is meaningful as hell too.

105 - Promise

It turns out while Bryce’s celebrity was kind of handy in getting some strings pulled at City Hall, it is a pain in the fucking ass when it comes to getting an officiant. Jared figured they could get Elaine or Bryce’s grandpa or someone to get a licence for it, like he’s seen before, keep it in the family, but Alberta’s a buzzkill on that one, and they have to go official.

I ALSO figured that and was displeased with the government of Alberta. (But when am I not, you know? If I get the fucking 'tell the Feds' ad one more time during a hockey game so help me--)

Jared doesn’t want to do that. Like, for one, Bryce is going to have a speech that’s a billion times more romantic and great even if he doesn’t put any effort into it — and Jared knows he’s going to put effort in it. Jared’s is going to be awful in comparison. Every time Jared tries to talk about his feelings, it ends up terrible and often insulting. Bryce deserves better.

Look at Jared trying to make this sound like he’s refusing for Bryce’s sake. (though he is right, it is typically terrible and insulting.)

“You know, the ‘I take you, blah blah blah,’” Jared says. “She just wanted to know if we wanted to personalise them. You’re supposed to save the long stuff for the reception, you know, not drag the wedding on too long.”

Did Jared trawl wedding sites explicitly for this ammo? Absolutely. He’s even got the links saved in case Bryce asks for sources. Sources say: don’t do anything that takes over a minute, it’s a bad idea, it’ll bore your guests.

Any sources that said otherwise naturally were discarded because they did not suit Jared’s purposes.

Raf seems like the kind of guy who’d like, light candles at dinner for ambiance, and Chaz is totally the kind of guy who’d buy Ashley flowers ‘just because’, all these things Jared is totally deficient at

He’s got it backwards: Chaz is candle guy, Raf is flowers just because guy. (And for her mom! And sister! Grace’s fam love Raf so.)

lean on your teammates for help, right? If you’re weak on the point, don’t go there, let a teammate more capable have that slot. Teamwork 101.

God I love Jared trying to hide his machinations with hockey talk, like that’s going to fool anyone.

“No,” Raf repeats. “You have to do your own wedding stuff.”

“It’s just my vows,” Jared says.

“That’s the most important part,” Raf says, sounding faintly scandalised.

Raf is more than faintly scandalized, honestly.

“You seem like a romantic guy,” Jared says to Chaz after they wrap up for the day.

“Oh fuck no,” Chaz says. “I’ve already heard like three drafts of BJ’s vows, there’s no way I’m listening to yours too.”

Three drafts? In two days? Jared’s fucked.

“I was going to ask you to help me write them?” Jared says.

“That’s so much worse, no way,” Chaz says.

And Chaz is done.

He looks up some sample vows on his phone while he’s making him and Bryce dinner that night, and they leave him red with secondhand embarrassment. He can’t imagine saying anything even close to what they say. There will be no ‘light of my life’ leaving his mouth, true or not.

Look at this dude just slipping in that Bryce is the light of his life. Two people making this relationship mushy, Jared.

Jared was always kind of, well — he was a studious kid. He got good grades. He prepared for classes. So it seems to make sense to make a list as a starting point. Sort of a ‘Pros and Cons of Bryce Justin Marcus, Except Just the Pros Because Our Wedding is a Dumb Time To Mention the Cons, Unless the Cons are Endearing Ones’.

Can you imagine this dude listing Bryce’s cons during his vows to be ‘fair’. Pro: excellent at hockey. Con: needs to work on controlling his temper on the ice. Pro: romantic as fuck. Con: romantic as fuck.

Fuck. He is not good at this. This is not his thing. The list part, sure, but not the conveying emotion part. He has a ton of emotions for Bryce, but like, saying them? Oof.

Big oof. Especially considering Jared’s history when trying to convey said emotions.

He’s definitely crazy in love to be thinking about Bryce at like, forty, having a shitfit because he’s starting to go bald, or grey, when he’s so vain about his — admittedly terrific — hair. Or Bryce at sixty, buying a convertible all over again and thinking he’s so cool, or at ninety, grin as shiny white as ever because his teeth are all fake, and still being like ‘yeah, I want that guy’.

We all know this man is due for another red convertible decades from now, Jared has resigned himself already.

Jared closes the doc — password protected or not, no way he wants Bryce to accidentally stumble onto that ridiculousness — unlocks the door to the spare room — he was maybe a lot paranoid about Bryce not stumbling in on the ridiculousness — and wanders into the living room after hiding his laptop in said spare room.

Jared treating his vows like state secrets while Bryce has already emailed Ashley like five different versions for peer review.

He’s having a lot of feelings lately. It’s very disorienting. Like, he always has feelings, obviously, he’s not a robot, but he’s having so many. Bryce always does this to him, dammit.

Thankfully ‘how dare you make me feel feelings’ did not make it to the final vows.

#liveblogging the end

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hanjisunglover · 7 months

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𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐘!𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 - Park Jay x Sim Jake

pairing: park jay x sim jake x fem!reader

genre: fluff, the type of relationship that I think you can have with jay and jake.

author note! nothing smut in here today :) just resting a lil bit but I had this in my drafts since last year so

५ I have the feeling that at the beginning these two really didn't like each other and YOU were in the middle of the storm🧍🏻kinda like this.

५ you met them in the same group of friends and they both tried to capture your attention, they take you on various dates and compare them with each other, they never leave each other's minds and you are always there as a point in common.

५ so you finally took them both on a date, very frankly you confessed that you liked them both and that it would never be a problem for you to have an open relationship of that type, because silly you, never knows that these two has the highest sexual tension ever.

५ It's kinda weird the first time but as soon as they understand how things work in a threesome relationship, allow me to say it: the sweetest, kindest, cutest, the most beautiful relationship;

५ But let's move on to the facts. I see jay as a father figure, like he sees you and jake as people to protect and wouldn't let your bodies move even two meters away from him, he just need to protect his babies.

५ jake and you - as I said before - would be the “can we do this jay?” duo. with shining eyes and he just needs a break from you two ….. but he loves you too much for that.

५ rules for your relationship: having three similar personalities, it is always better to set rules - this is what your friend said the first time he saw you out together - and so it was, 'not too much sugar in the evening', ' avoid unnerving things those days of the month', 'never leave the toilet seat open', 'don't disturb jake while he's sleeping',, etc..

५ BUT I WOULD ALSO SEE HOW the rules are broken. and then there is definitely jay nervous asf, jakey giggling, you upset. just…. YOU CAN'T WITH THIS MEN AND I CAN UNDERSTAND IT.

५ the cuddle position for me is: you lying in bed, jay stroking your hair with your head on his stomach and jakey hugging you, THEY JUST NEED YOUR ATTENTIONS SO PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THEM.

५ I see their showing affection to you is different, like jakey clingy ofc, kisses!! everywhere !! he loves kisses. give him lots of them. satisfy him. jay loves to be the little spoon ( BUT NOBODY NEEDS TO KNOW IT … ) pls when he is sad let him be the spoon, and you hold him tight.

५ I CAN SEE THIS TWO BOYS fighting to give you their clothes, then LITERALLY take turns exchanging things.

५ they love how you dress and would be delighted to do matching outfits. so no one looks at you too much, i can see them be a little bit possessive if someone hits on you in front of them, they would show off their chest muscles showing off big and immediately take you close to them ( jakey arm around the neck - jay arm possessive around the waist ) they need to protect you.

५ but you're not totally bottom so...... the moment you get jealous. oh damn you drive them crazy. literally crazy. they would tease you for that, but they appreciate it so much, that is, it would warm both of their hearts (I could say more to Jakey because in my opinion he loves the genuine jealousy of a relationship).

५ I'm not saying you would move in together after a few months, but that's exactly what I'm saying. and there too: mess. and I think I can see an aura of sweetness wandering around the house, EVERYWHERE ONE OF YOU GOES AROUND, at least one other walks around looking for affection and oh god not even a polyamorous relationship calms your hormones enough to be able to rest on your own.

५ btw you love each other :::(((( and I can see it clearly.

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aech1gwen · 9 months

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Happy Birthday, Miles!

A short and late birthday story for Miles inspired by my recent post about Miles and Gwen. (Please forgive me for any writing errors, I have not written fanfiction for almost a year now so I might edit this out along the way as I notice any grammatic errors while rereading.)

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In a familiar rooftop where she had met both the older Morales's, Gwen nervously paces around waiting for her boyfriend to arrive, her heart drumming a fast rhythm as she rethink this whole surprise. Yesterday evening, she had shared this idea with Mrs. Morales who of course, had wholeheartedly supported it and even thanked her for being such a caring lover for Miles. And now, she can't help be more anxious about Miles's reaction.

She knows she shouldn't pressure herself, besides who was she kidding, this is Miles Morales that she's thinking about. The sweetest and kindest man she had known her entire life, a man with the purest of heart who without hesitation would risk himself for others. Gwen knows that anything she gives him is something he'll cherish for on and on. Which is why, she wanted to give him an evening dedicated to just the both of them, an evening where they can lay under the stars and just be Miles and Gwen instead of Spider-Man and Spider-Woman.

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In the early sunrise that day, Miles was woken up by the softest melody from a piano being played in his dorm. It was one he didn't recognize, a lovely lullaby of piano keys played together that he could tell was professionally and gracefully played. With how gratifying the music was, Miles had almost fallen back asleep until he realizes that he doesn't have a piano in his dorm and Ganke doesn't play one..

So how in the?

He begins sit up from his bed, carefully listening to music while slowly reaching up to the door then finally hears words, lyrics rather being sung and he had immediately recognized that comforting and gentle voice.

I never thought you'd be the one / To hold my heart / I never knew I'd think of you / Each time that we're apart.

Gwen? Miles peeks outside his dorm room to find his lovely girlfriend gracefully playing a massive piano (how it got there? he'll have to ask later) with her sitting down with her eyes closed but her body facing towards Miles's room. He stares in marvel at the scenery in front of him, completely awestruck with how captivating and pretty she looks playing and singing a the same time. He steps closer to her hoping to get a better hearing and look. The girl smiles in recognizing the boy's footsteps but she doesn't open her eyes yet, her fingers pressing on to the black and white keys with so much grace.

Each Day / I'll be the one missing your face / And all that you are / Save me / I promise I'd stay here by your side / And I know from the start.

Then as she begins to play the chorus she opens her eyes only to be greeted by a lovestruck Miles Morales, beaming at her breathtaking little concert and carefully listening to the lyrics. Their eyes met and Miles's smile grew even more as his heart beats to the slow rhythm of the piano. He hummed along with her and she continues on to sing softly whilst Miles just stares and listens. Her eyes fall back to the piano when she finally hits the last chorus. The dorm becomes a stage in the eyes of the birthday boy, he is the audience and she is the performer, the art, the star.

Miles is more focused on the lyrics and the unfamiliar song. Had Gwen recommended this to her yet? Or is it an original piece? Whatever the answer is, Miles felt that she was not merely singing for him but for everything they are.

When you're here I realized / I'll be the one to testify / Baby / Say that you're mine tonight.

Gwen had ended the song with one last key, looking back at the young man who had stars in his eyes and a gentle smile on his lips, she beams back at him chuckling at how adorable he looked. "Happy Birthday, Miles." she whispers in the most loving way imaginable.

Ignorant on his surroundings, he flinched at the shout of a "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" from behind him, now noticing the other people in the room carrying a little SpiderMan cake with candles lit up. A soft laughter produces out of Gwen at Miles's reaction while he examines them all and saw that both his close friends from the Spider Society and his family had all gathered up here today to surprise him with big smiles on their faces and presents on their hands. He instantly began to burst into tears his mom runs over to embrace him whilst peppering kisses on his cheeks and forehead.

He started to thank everyone for being here with him on his birthday especially his Spider friends. Hobie comes up to him and greets him with a pat on his head, telling him that it was Gwen's idea to have everyone come over and celebrate with Miles for his 16th birthday. "I thought you'd love the idea of having them all with you on your special day," Gwen clarifies, finally standing up from the piano to stride closer to Miles, "they are important to you after all." she finishes.

Miles smiles adoringly at her while also taking in on what she's wearing now that she has stood up fully for him to admire her clothing. "Thank you so much, mi preciosa. You look very gorgeous in that dress, it suits you a lot." Miles compliments, taking Gwen in to give her a massive hug after he was done admiring her look. A moment later, they head back to the Morales's apartment and had started to celebrate. Miles glances around to see his other relatives on the rooftop with magical decorations that drove Miles to burst into tears again. They really had planned this so well. This was most definitely his best birthday yet.

With his spider friends all dressed in casual clothes to blend in with the crowd while thel had the time of their lives, his parents and relatives coming to him to greet and blab short about how he's matured so much, his mom embarrassingly taking out baby photos of hin to show to his friends as he tries to stop her (he failed), and how Gwen had went with him to his Uncle Aaron's burial to pay respect. The sky becomes dark and his friends had decided to call it a night going back home to their dimensions.

Gwen had also excused herself but explained that she'll be right back to grab something from her dimension. She gives Miles a quick peck on the lips and leaves in a rush which brought in a doubtful look on Miles. While waiting for Gwen, he used his time to spend it with his parents chatting about his life as Spiderman and that even though they were terrified of the responsibility and danger, they were proud of him for trusting them and being honest with them.

And honestly, Miles was content with what he has.

After the events of what transpired, he had become more confident about himself. Sure, it did take a while to bring back into his spirit when Miguel had ruined him so badly on both his mental and physical health, but he has his loved ones who had wholeheartedly supported his decisions and everything that he is.

Of course, it also did take a period of time for him to trust his friends again. Gwen had almost.. almost fallen to her fate like the other Gwen Stacy's. Miles will never forget the day she had suddenly said goodbye and "I'm sorry." out of nowhere making Miles worried when she ran off over to the Green Goblin. Hobie had thankfully warned him about the destiny and tragic deaths of every variants of Gwen which that made him manipulate the canon events in order to save her.

.....just in time..

When Miles finally caught her hand, he held onto her, clinging like onto her and pulling her close to his chest yet still somehow not close enough for him. He embraced her so close as if she'll really disappear if he let go, if he hadn't made it in time, she might have been. A waterfall of tears streaming down his cheeks silently hoping that she would open her eyes.

And she did. Gwen had whispered his name, opening up for Miles to see her beautiful ocean blue eyes as she looks at him in longing, causing Miles to whisper affirmations in Spanish whilst she clings into him, falling back unconscious and in tears. Mrs. Morales saw it happened right before her own eyes, the uncontrollable sobs this Spiderman (which she later finds out is her son) had displayed in horror of losing Gwen. She had offered to help which resulting to Miles turning back to her unmasked revealing his identity. But he didn't care, he was too focused on the unconscious girl in his arms.

Her safety became his top priority.

Many months of being the only spiderman had ended and he had been greeted by amazing new people he can rely on and talk to about his troubles. He had managed to break his own canon event and Gwen's. They had spoken about it in the hospital, all those pent up sentiments and feels were both let out and heard, hugs and apologies were exchange, then that was the day they had shared their first kiss... It took Gwen by surprise, but Miles had to find a way to stop Gwen's nonstop apologies for what she did and how she doesn't deserve his forgiveness so Miles did what he had always wanted to do since that day at the rooftop.

Of course, it may have taken the young girl by surprise but she did return the kiss with much sweetness and softness, falling into their own rhythm and setting up their own pace as they test the waters.

"Mi amor, let's go talk to other umm.. spider people," Mrs. Morales closes the door after she takes a peek at the happenings inside, letting her son and Gwen have their moment. "I'm sure you have some questions to ask them." Jeff agrees without hesitation and leaves to check on the others. The moment they come back, both have fallen asleep in each other's embrace, Miles never felt happier that day.

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Half an hour had passed and Gwen hasn't come back yet. Miles tries to contact her through his watch, no response. He begins to worry, so he goes out of his room only to be met by his mom who had wanted to him to follow her back to the rooftop. "You'll see, Miles." Rio had gently replied to Miles's constant curious questions. As they got nearer, Rio steps ahead to unlock the entrance for her son to witness the shimmer in his eyes when he saw his one final surprise.

On the rooftop was a rows of fairylights hanging above to light up the whole rooftop. He examines more, observing the small sunflower petals scattered all over the floor and leading to a path in front of him. He hasn't noticed yet, his mom left and closed the door whilst his eyes was too busy processing this magical sight in front of him. He took in the amount of detailed decorations everywhere then brings his gaze back to the petals, that leads all the way to a makeshift blanket fort with his one and only girlfriend, sitting on the opening with that familiar delicate smile and her hair gently swaying with the breeze.

"Happy Birthday, Bambi." She welcomed him using the nickname she used for him since he had compared him to a baby deer. Although Gwen usually uses the nickname as a taunting joke, but she said it so softly and filled with fondness that Miles cherished the name more than ever.

"Gwen!" He ran into her arms resulting to them both tumbling back into the fort, lying down on the soft blankets that wraps the floor with an enormous amount of pillows. He was practically squeezing her out of bliss that Gwen couldn't help but laugh and returning the hug with much energy. A couple of instants after, he shifts away sufficiently just to give her the sweetest kiss on lips, "I don't know how you did this but I adore you even more for it." Miles whispers in astonishment, his face near to Gwen and lays their foreheads on one another, he can see the soft tinge of pink rising up from her neck to her cheeks.

"I'm glad but I have 1 more gift for you." Gwen murmured quietly, unhurriedly sitting up with Miles to grab her gift just right underneath a distinctive sunflower pillow with a baby deer's head in the center of the flower.

Miles will have to snatch that later.

Whatever the gift was, it was small that Gwen had suppressed it in her fist, not a single clue of what's inside. Curious, Miles peeks at Gwen and notices how her cheeks had darken into a pretty shade of pink as she seizes one of his hands and gives him—

A USB?

"It's not really much but I just thought tha— that you know—"

Miles darts back at Gwen, encouraging her to take her time responding even though curiousness is ingesting him up on what this gift is about. "I always noticed how much you love listening to music. So I thought that whilst Miguel starts assigning me into more missions, I wanted to explore each of those dimensions and listen to their music and also gather songs that made me think of you and songs I know you might like." Gwen describes slowly to Miles, he bobs his head and smiles then finally understands what the gift is for.. "And I also added songs I wrote about you in it so you could hear them." she looks away in embarrassment, but she couldn't see how Miles was flustered and in tears.

He was complimented at the understanding that Gwen paid attention to these songs and instantly thought of him or figured out that he'd enjoy them. She seized on many assignments just so she could compile this much songs for him to enjoy and listen because it's what he loves. Gwen knew how much music means to him and she collected these all just for him. It was overwhelmingly endearing of her, so precious that he gently grabbed her face and started peppering kisses in every single portion of it, causing Gwen to chuckle in shock. He never felt so lucky to have her.

Later that night, Miles had insisted that they both listen to each playlist of songs. Giving their thoughts and feelings about how they felt about it. And as they reached the playlist of songs that were written by his girlfriend, he requested if she could maybe sing it to him instead. Without delay, she did what he had pleaded for and he slowly fell asleep in the warmth and comfort of her voice, Gwen shortly follows suit. In the early morning hours, Rio had gently covered the blanket on both of them and took a quick picture for Miles that now served as his new phone wallpaper. Miles had downloaded the songs onto his phone and would listen to them constantly when Gwen was away, sketching every vision and meaning with a big smile on his face...

The End.

- "He draws the stars in his lover's eyes as they only appear when they're together in each other's company."

- "The melodies were sweet and bright as he was that made her adore him more than ever."

#ghost spider #across the spiderverse #ghostflower #gwiles #miles and gwen #miles x gwen #milesgwen #gwen x miles #spider gwen #atsv #miles morales #gwen stacy #they're so precious #they're in love your honor #my precious babies #I NEED THEM TO BE HAPPY #Happy Birthday Miles!#i dont know what i wrote #i need sleep

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devilat-thedoor · 16 days

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it’s sweet baby li’s birthday and i am popping in to let everyone who doesn’t already know; @stardustvanfleet is literally the sweetest, coolest, kindest and most beautiful ray of sunshine i’ve ever encountered. in a month. one fucking month. i am going to be able to give you the biggest fucking hug and a million smooches and also give you actual birthday presents. but for now, i just need you to know that i adore you so so so much💜 you make days brighter and you make me laugh and even though you’re fucking mean sometimes🙄 i still love you with my whole heart😌 happy fucking birthday, lovergirl💜💜💜💜 anyways. here’s your boys🤲🏽

#that’s my bestfriend #everyone tell li happy birthday #she deserves it #liana my baby🥰

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15-lizards · 5 months

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I love your genderbent series, what would characters in the dance of the dragons be like genderbent? Eg. Rhaenyra, Daemon, Velaryon brothers (Jacerys, Lucerys, Joffrey) the Green siblings (Aegon II, Helaena etc) the DoTD would probably never happen if Rhaenyra was a man, but I’m still interested in this AU.

Honestly you can still flip it to make the dance happen, it would just be that male Alicent would try to push fem Aegon over male Rhae by convincing fem Viserys that there should be another queen instead of a king, so that female succession is strengthened after the shenanigans of the Great Council

Queen Visenya, who was named so by a slim margin during the Great Council, instead of her cousin Rhaeon, and set the precedent of firstborn succession, no matter the gender. Had only one child, her son and heir Rhaenar, before her husband Aemon died. Took a liking to the young son of her Hand, Alren Hightower, who was then forced to marry the much older queen. To everyone’s surprise, Visenya then had four more children despite her advancing age. Alren, wanting to secure his children’s futures, tried to convince Visenya of naming their eldest daughter Aegora as heir, to strengthen the idea that a daughter can succeed. He was close to Rhaenar in their youth, but the years drove them apart and made him paranoid that his children would not be safe if Rhaenar succeeded his mother.

Rhaenar, who had been groomed for the throne ever since he was born, is of course still The Realms Delight. Confident and proud but a bit indulgent at times, there are some rumors surrounding the mysterious circumstances of his daughters’ births, mainly the fact that every time his lady wife Laenara is said to be pregnant, she disappears to Dragonstone for the duration, and Rhaenar’s sworn shield, Harla Strong, always accompanies her. For his second wife, he wastes no time in choosing Daemona, the Princess of Flea Bottom. Visenya’s wild and reckless younger sister, she enjoyed starting conflicts and ending them (with her sword of course). And she always got what she wanted. Not even her queenly sister could stop her, and once Daemona’s Royce husband dies mysteriously, she goes right back to chasing her spoiled little nephew.

And ofc Alren’s darling mentally ill children: Aegora, Haelen, and Aemona. Usurper Queen Aegora who didn’t even want to be here, much less be on the throne. Lazy and indulgent with no desire to rule, she was more than happy to let Rhaenar have the throne, until her father put her there instead. However, she doesn’t give it up, letting her father convince her that Rhaenar will kill her, given the chance. Haelen, Aegora’s poor sad husband whose mind constantly seems to be elsewhere. He’s a strange boy, preferring to read the works of mystics instead of riding his dragon, but he’s still a sweet boy who loves his children dearly. And then Aemona (just pretend Anya has an eyepatch) my favorite insane second son-daughter. Sharper and more ambitious than her siblings, her father’s favorite child and constantly seeking his approval. Leads most of the war effort herself.

And then of course Crown Princess Jaecera, Lucera, and Johanna. Big sister Jaecera already trying to model herself in a queenly fashion, but has quite a bit of both her mother and fathers temper and headstrong tendencies. Always means the best though. Literally so eager to go to war just to avenge her little sister. Daddy’s girl Lucera just the sweetest and kindest baby ever except that one time she jumped Aemona with a rock when they were younger. Refuses to let an insult against her family slide so hard that she walks into Storms End knowing Vhagars old ass is there. And then Johanna whose kinda Rickon coded to me (aka she doesn’t do much)

#asoiaf #like I feel like this could still work #just switch around a couple of dynamics

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nycbaby21 · 7 months

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Imaginary Girlfriend

prompt: the guys tease Mason about his girlfriend, that they don't think exists

word count: 2,972

“Okay, that sounds good baby. See you tonight. I love you,” Mason said into the phone before turning off his car and heading into the rink for practice. “Baby and I love you. Don’t tell me you have a little girlfriend, Mase,” Trevor teases him walking beside him. Jamie is slightly behind the two rolling his eyes. “Not that it concerns you in the slightest, yes I have a girlfriend,” Mason said getting ready to hit the ice for practice.

Mason and I had been dating for a little over eight months now. We met when he walked in and dumped his coffee all over my white shirt. He quickly stripped his sweatshirt and passed it over to me. He was so cute blushing and stumbling over his words, so when I had to leave I gave him my number to return the sweatshirt. After texting for a week trying to figure out a time that worked with both of our schedules, we met and really hit it off. He was the sweetest guy I had ever met.

My last relationship was terrible. He cheated on me for seven of the eight months we were together. To add salt to the wound, the girl he cheated on me with was my best friend and bandmate at the time. Our group went from five to four when everything came out. I never liked the term famous or celebrity because I didn’t feel like that. I just sang with some of my closest friends and people happened to really like us. Due to my past and the fact my last relationship was so public, Mason and I decided to keep it to ourselves for the time being.

“So who is the lucky girl who stole our boy’s heart,” Trevor continued his teasing. Mason looked over to Jamie for help, but the older Canadian couldn’t help but also be curious about the girl. He rolled his eyes,” we have been together for about four months. She’s beautiful, smart, hilarious, and the kindest person I have ever met.” Mason smiled talking all about our relationship. “Who is,” Troy asked sitting down near the younger guys lacing up his skates.

“Mase was just telling us about his girlfriend,” Jamie responded before Trevor could tease their friend again. “Girlfriend? If you have a girlfriend why do you still look terrible when you show up for games,” Cam asks elbowing him. “Haha. You guys are hilarious. Seriously why aren’t you comedians,” he mumbles standing up and walking out of the locker room and onto the ice. The whole entire practice the guys chirped the younger center. He was starting to get annoyed.

Mason was never one to brag about anything. Never about his hockey skills, his awards and accomplishments, or who he was dating. He said he was the luckiest guy in the world to even have a chance with me. I argued with him constantly that I was the lucky one. After being treated the way I was, I was sure I would never find someone who only wanted me. But Mason made me feel like the only person in the world.

“So what does this so-called girlfriend of yours look like,” Z asks throwing an arm around his shoulder when they walked out of the Honda Center. He pushed his friend off and shrugged. “She’s really pretty, she has the sweetest smile and the kindest eyes,” he says proudly. “Geez what romcom did you steal that shit from,” Trevor jokes laughter spreading through the parking lot. “Ignore him Mac, we all do. What is her name,” Troy asked trying to find out more because he knew Dani would have so many questions. The Terry family has become very close to the younger player and Dani has tried to set him up a couple times.

“Her name is Y/n,” Mason says throwing his stuff in the trunk trying to get home and shower before I got there. He always tried to have everything done before we hung out so we could spend all the time together. With our busy careers and traveling it was hard to see each other. We had been on more FaceTime dates than real ones. “Does she not have a last name? Is she like Cher or Madonna,” Cam asks leaning against Trevor’s Bronco which was parked next to his car. “Of course she does. Look as much fun as this is playing 150 questions I need to go. I already don’t see her enough as it is and I’m not wasting any more time with you idiots,” he says getting in the car and driving to his place.

After showering and making the living room more comfortable, the doorbell rang. Mason all but ran to the door. He picked me up and spun me around. My laughter filled the hallway and probably annoyed some of the neighbors. “And here I was worried you didn’t miss me,” I joke placing a quick kiss on his lips when he set me back down. I pull back and go to walk into the apartment but he pulls me back in. His hands quickly find their place on my hips while mine go to his neck playing with the tiny curls. His hands wander down closer and closer to my ass and I pull away laughing. “Mase, as much as I would to continue this let’s go inside,” I smile leading the boy in.

After closing the door his lips are back on mine. This kiss was short and sweet. “You done,” I tease rasing an eyebrow. He leans down one more time and then says,” I am now.” We settled on the couch and dug into to the food I brought over. “How was practice today,” I ask nuzzling deeper into his side. “It was good, fine. So tell me all about the tour,” he changed the subject so I knew something was going on. I sat up and turned to face him. “You okay baby,” I look at him waiting for an answer. “Yeah. It's just the guys are giving me shit about you. I didn’t tell them who you were, so they think I made you up. I can’t tell you how many I have a girlfriend she just goes to different schools jokes,” he lets it all out. Something he found himself doing very easily now.

“Oh, Mase. I am so sorry. This is all my fault,” I say putting my hands on his face. “Hey no it’s not baby okay? Trevor and Jamie can’t even get girlfriends. Troy and Cam actually have wives, but they just don’t understand our situation,” he says wiping the tears that fell, no matter how hard I tried to hold them in. “It’s not fair to you,” I whisper crying more and more. He pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. “Hey Y/n, look at me okay,” he says and I finally look up at him. “There’s my pretty girl,” he smiles,” if it meant I got to love you I would listen to Trevor go on and on for a thousand years no stop. So don’t be sorry about this. I agreed to keep it quiet too,” his words about his teammate made me laugh.

Mason and I fell asleep on the couch that night, all snuggled up to each other. We both woke up with terrible back pain and he had a small creek in his neck. We spent the whole morning glued to each other’s sides. “I should get going,” I sigh leaning my back against his chest while washing the dishes. “No you don’t,” he says into my neck, his facial hair tickling me. “Mase, I know. I wanna stay but I have no clothes to wear,” I say drying the last plate and turning around facing him. “I mean do you really need clothes,” he says and I swat his chest. He laughs and hugs me tighter.

“I haven’t seen Binx in two months. He probably thinks I abandoned him,” I say thinking of the small black cat I had waiting for me at home. My roommate was taking care of him while we were on tour. “Okay I guess I can share you,” he sighs giving me one last kiss and watching me get into my car and drive off. About an hour later he hears a knock on the door. He opens it to find Trevor, Jamie, and Max standing at his front door. He groans and walks back inside, letting the guys come in on their own. “What’s wrong Mase? Did you spend the night with your girlfriend,” Trevor uses air quotes around the last word of his sentence. “Z leave him alone. Mason please for the love of everything just show him a picture of you two.” Jamie says wanting Trevor to shut up.

“I can’t. We don’t really have any pictures together,” Mason says his face flashing red. “Okay c’mon. You expect me not to chirp him now,” Trev says receiving a small smack to the chest from Max. “Mason, you don’t have any pictures with your girlfriend of eight months, you won’t tell us her last name, and gave us actually no physical description of her. You gotta see where Tweedledumb is coming from,” Jamie says. “I don’t owe you guys anything okay? So just drop it or leave,” he finally snaps sick of being the butt of the joke.

The guys shut up and spent the rest of the day playing video games and goofing off. “Oh, Dani asked me to pass on a message. She wanted you to invite Y/n to the team barbeque at their house on Friday,” Jamie says to Mason as the three guys are leaving. Mason rolls his eyes. “I’m not teasing you Mase okay? If you say you have a girlfriend I believe you,” Jamie says giving his shoulder a squeeze as he walks out. The rest of the night Mason thought about how he wished we could go to the party together.

Thursday came faster than he wanted it to. “Okay, so McTavish you are still bringing drinks tomorrow right,” Troy asks trying to help Dani plan the party. “Yep,” the younger boy responds. “You okay dude,” Troy asks sitting down and patting the spot next to him. “It’s just I really wanted Y/n to come tomorrow. I’m so sick of the guys giving me a hard time. But she has some work thing and her boss told her if she didn’t show up she would be fired. And her job is everything to her so obviously she isn’t coming. I may have overreacted and started a fight with her last night,” Mason explained to his older teammate.

“I just don’t see why you can’t show up for an hour. They won’t tell anyone I swear,” Mason says raising his voice slightly due to his frustration. “Mason you know I can’t miss this event. It’s Good Morning America. It’s not like I’m saying no for a nail appointment. It’s my job,” I sigh tired of having to explain myself again. “Are you embarrassed of me,” his voice cracks. I turn and see tears filling up his eyes. “What the hell are you talking about,” I asked walking closer to him trying to grab his hand. He stepped away from me. My heart broke a little when he did this.

“I mean I’m not some hot rich douchebag actor, which means your management doesn’t want you to be seen with me,” his feelings were hurt when I mentioned management advised me to keep my relationship a secret. They wanted to play the heartbroken angsty idea for better sales. “That is not my fault,” I yell back at him hurt that he brought up my ex. “Well if they know best why don’t I just make it easier for you then. If I’m not good enough in their eyes, why would I be in yours? So I’m leaving,” he says turning towards the door. “Mason no wait,” I rush towards him grabbing his arm.

“Let go Y/n,” he grits his teeth at me trying to hold back his anger. “Don’t do this please,” I cry dropping his hand. “I love you, baby. I really do but I can’t keep making myself feel worthless and like shit because they don’t think I’m good for your brand,” he says kissing my head and walking out of my apartment.

“Wow, that is a lot to take in,” Troy said looking over at him. “Shit sorry. You have real stuff going on, forget I said anything alright,” Mason rushed out throwing stuff into his bag. “Mase no wait I wanna help you. I just don’t know how,” he says trying to stop my boyfriend from leaving. “I’ll be over around five tomorrow,” Mason smiles and heads home. He cries himself to sleep for the second night in a row.

I wasn’t doing much better than Mason, not that I knew how he was doing. He hadn’t spoken to me since he left me crying in my doorway. “If you keep crying this makeup is gonna take longer,” Morgan says passing me a tissue. She was a nice older lady who was always sharing a story with me. “Sorry, I’m making your job harder. Seems like that’s all I’ve been doing recently,” I mumble wiping my eyes. “Well not that you asked me, but I think if you are this tore up about him, he may just be worth it,” she smiles giving my shoulders a squeeze. “He is worth it and some more,” I say looking at her eyes in the mirror.

“So what’s the problem hunny,” her question makes me wonder. “Management said if I missed today I might as well never come back. And we are up for a contract renewal next month so,” I say trailing off. “Well I know I’m just an old makeup artist but I have been around a while. And if I learned anything, it’s that if you listen to other people your whole life you won’t even recognize your own voice So all you have to do is find your voice in all that voice and listen to it sweetheart,” she smiles down at me when my manager walks in rushing me to the sound stage. As I am standing waiting for our cue to start singing, I start thinking about everything.

When I was a little girl I din’t dream of selling out stadiums and having hit songs. I dreamed of having a love as pure as my parents. A love that was between two best friends. A love that was solely theirs. I had that with Mason and I let all the noise around me confuse me. I look over to my left and see my bandmates all smiling over at me. They nod their heads and mouths go. I say thank you and rush out to the street trying to find a cab. I could hear everyone yelling at me to stop but I could only hear my own voice, telling me to go find Mason.

As I waited to get off the plane in California I looked up some Ducks players on Instagram. I finally found Tory Terry and sent him a message explaining everything. I sent some pictures of Mase and I to prove I wasn’t lying. I got a message back quickly from him sending me the address of his house. I knew Mason was going to the party and I just hoped he would be happy to see me. His phone had been off all day so he hadn’t seen the dozens of news reports and articles about how I ran out today.

The party had been going on for about an hour when a couple guys gathered around and started talking. “Oh my god. Did you guys see that Y/n L/n from that really popular band just walked off stage on GMA this morning? Her management says they have no clue where she went or why she left,” Trevor says pulling out his phone showing everyone the article. Mason froze and snatched the phone from him. He quickly read the article and then pulled up another. “Dude what are you doing,” Trevor asks grabbing his phone back. Mason turned around to leave and try and find me when I stepped out of the back door with Troy and his wife Dani.

We stood there staring at each other scared to make the first move. “Mase, I am so sorry,” I cry out and he rushes forward pulling me into his chest. “Shhh baby I know. It’s not your fault okay? I said some terrible things and hope you can forgive me,” he says into my hair ignoring all the looks from his teammates. I pull back and nod my head. “Of course I forgive you. I love you Mason,” I smile up at him. “Why did you do this? That band is your dream and you threw it away for me,” he asked wiping my tears away. “That was never my dream Mase. It was just a job. A job that was not worth losing you over,” I say grabbing his wrist with my hands. “If you don’t kiss her I will,” I hear some yell behind us. I laugh and pull him down into a kiss.

We pull apart and Mason introduces me to everyone as his girlfriend. "Told you she was real," he teased Trevor who blushed and stuttered. We both had huge smiles on our faces and didn’t leave each other’s sides for the whole party. My phone was constantly going off but I ignored it all. The only thing that mattered right now was beside me and I wasn’t going to let it slip away.

#nycbaby21works #mason mctavish imagine #mason mctavish #nhl imagine #anaheim ducks

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nolita-fairytale · 8 months

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🍝 thinking of bradley bradshaw adopting a pet from a shelter that he’d name something creative goose… what do you think would happen? would he end up doing it or do you think you’d surprise him with baby goose who has an old soul and loves it when you guys put some of his parents’ favourite records on (okay i’m gonna shut up and leave it to you)

thank you for considering and i hope u have the best day or night <3

hi @bradshawed! yes, i love this idea! here are my thoughts on adopting a dog with bradley:

Adopting Pet(s) with Bradley Bradshaw

it's after a few months-long of a deployment that bradley insists on revisiting the subject. sure, you've talked about it before, but it's after this particular deployment that he really gets serious. not only does he want you to have something to keep you company for next time, but he wants to put down roots, just more proof that he's ready to settle down with you.

for whatever reason, i absolutely see bradley bradshaw with a dog, at least at first. after all the hot welcome home sex, the follow saturday the two of you head to an adoption event where adoption fees are waived and pets can be brought home that day.

"yes, we can go but i really think we should take our time with our choice. this is permanent, baby, so let's make sure the dog's gonna be the right fit for... our little family," you explain to him.

the two of you walk through the rows of crates and playpens of enthusiastic dogs, ready for cuddles, and despite bradley's own set of adorable puppy eyes with each dog he holds, none of them feel right.

it's not till you're just about to leave that the two of you stumble upon a sleepy quiet dog, one that must not have gotten noticed because he isn't as outgoing as the others.

"he's six years old. and everyone wants a puppy," one of the vet techs explains. you look into his eyes and he has the oldest soul, the sweetest, gentlest, kindest eyes and you know that he's the one.

"i know that you think we should wait but-," bradley begins, having already fallen in love with your future son. "yes. yes, i think he's the one."

so the two of you build your dreams, and a family with the goodest boy in all of the world. picking a name comes easier than you thought. after a few days of living with you, he begins barking as soon as goose's old jerry lee lewis record makes it into your vinyl rotation.

"what's wrong, boy? what do you see?" bradley asks him. "babe, i think he likes the music," you giggle, totally in love with the new addition to your family. "so we call him 'goose.'" "we call him, goose."

how you and bradley get a cat: you spend six wonderful months as a solo pet owner, and goose as an only child, before a neighborhood stray starts coming around. you hadn't planned on taking him in, just feeding him every now and then, until you realize that bradley's been feeding him every day, which is why keeps coming back. he's so friendly and cuddly, and while hesitant at first, has met goose a few times in the backyard too.

bradley has a long weekend of on base training, and when he comes home sunday night, you're practically pushing him out onto the front porch to talk first. you've even buttered him up by making his favorite dinner so that he's more likely to say 'yes.'

"what's going on?" he asks you. "okay, don't kill me. but... i sort of... did something. don't freak out... but i kinda let the cat in. you know. your favorite neighborhood stray. and he won't leave. "are you serious?"

as bradley comes inside, your shared home smelling like his favorite meal, goose is curled up on the couch while the stray kitty sleeps curled in a ball on top of the back of the couch. while neither of you were planning on adding to your family so soon, he looks at the two of them, then back to you, and he doesn't have the heart to say no.

"so... we have a cat now." "yeah, i think we have a cat now."

#bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #rooster x reader #rooster top gun #top gun maverick fanfiction #top gun maverick #top gun maverick headcanon #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw headcanon #nolita fairytale's follower celebration #nolita fairytale’s follower celebration

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ssahotchnerr · 2 years

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also!! since im having baby fever (for hotch only lmao) how do you think it would look like if both hotch and reader are kinda tiptoeing around each other about the idea of having a kid and then jack is all of a sudden like “when am i gonna have a sibling? 🧐” and then from there you guys talkabt it lmao

omg omg omg

baby fever

cw: mentions of pregnancy, fem!reader, suggestive content (minors dni)

you and aaron had talked about having a baby from time to time, but it was something the two of you hadn't necessarily planned for just yet. you both currently had fairly busy schedules, and so it was determined it would eventually happen sometime in the future. you also had jack, so for now, the two of you were more than content.

but that didn't excuse the fact that it was something that both of you individually thought about on a daily basis. just not to the other's knowledge.

you, loved jack more than anything in the world. he was the sweetest and kindest boy you had ever met, so the idea of growing your family and having another baby, who was just as loving, was something you longed for so badly. not only that, you would be having that baby with aaron.

similarly, aaron had always loved the idea of you carrying his child. the thought of you being pregnant with a little one the two of you had created together, he couldn't imagine anything better than that. he really couldn't.

unknowingly on the same page, there were moments one of you almost brought it up. like the one time you saw the cutest baby at the store, or when aaron returned from a rough case that dealt with children, wishing he could come home to a handful of them who shared both of your features. as time went on, the want for a baby in both of you simply grew, but again, neither of you necessarily brought up the idea it was wanted sooner than opposed to later.

when jj had michael, that's when everything changed. after the three of you had collectively met the newest tiny member of the bau, you were driving home when jack brought it up.

in addition, michael had made the baby fever in both of you more intense; especially when each of you saw the other holding the little swaddled bundle of joy.

it was late, and both of you had assumed jack had fallen asleep in the backseat. but out of nowhere, his little voice spoke up asking when he would get a baby brother.

"what?" aaron nearly swerved the car in surprise due to jack's bluntness, not expecting that question in the slightest.

"if henry has a little brother, why can't i?"

the car fell silent for a few moments, while your and aaron's eyes met. each of you had a glint in your eyes, something undiscussed, but a kind of understanding.

"is that something you would want, bud?" you finally asked, turning slightly in your seat to peer at him.

"yeah!" he gave you a bright smile. "i think it'd be so fun."

"what about a sister? would that be alright too?" aaron countered, his hand reaching over the center console to grab ahold of yours.

"that'd be super cool too." you repsonded to jack's words with a smile, aaron squeezing your hand gently.

so that night after jack was all tucked into bed, the two of you had a very important topic waiting to be addressed. one that was long overdue.

"so, what do you think?" aaron asked you as he slipped into bed next to you, an arm instinctively wrapping around your waist to tug you closer.

"about wanting to have a baby?" you clarified, and he nodded to confirm. you didn't even try to hide the smile on your face, nodding your head as well. "yeah, i do. especially with you."

"really?"

you nodded again, your cheeks blushing. "honestly, it's been something on my mind for a while now."

he laughed, the sound being one of the best things you have the pleasure of hearing. "are you serious? i thought it was just me."

it was your turn to laugh softly as you rolled on top of him, allowing you to straddle him. you leaned down, your lips brushing against his as you spoke. "so what do you think? if we've both waited long enough?"

he hummed in response, reaching up a bit to press his lips to yours. he kissed you ever so softly, causing you to melt against him as he deepened the kiss. meanwhile his hands found the bottom hem of your shirt, lifting it up. "i think we'd better not waste another second."

and you most certainly did not.

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radiant-reid · 1 year

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OH MY GODDD cate. i think ive just had the best concept ive ever had.

in L.D.S.K, spencer shoots an unsub and kills hik for the first time, protecting both himself and hotch. hotch was kicking him and saying awful things (pretending, ofc). so imagine that but with reader instead of hotch. and her and spencer arent together yet but theyre pining and its obvious to everyone.

so after he kills the unsub protecting her, she goes to the back of the ambulance to talk to him and shes like "i didnt mean any of the things i said" and thats when they have their first kiss. and after, she sits next to him and just holds his hand, resting her head on his shoulder. 🥲

- 🥹

this hurtsssss

baby season 1, insecure spencer has a massive crush (his first one ever) on his colleague and truly believes she'll never like him back.

he fails his gun qualification and is so damn embarrassed because why would she pick a loser who shouldn't be in the FBI over a type like morgan or hotch who are clearly cut out for their work to be there

maybe she tells him not to worry about it when morgan teases him, assures him that it's alright, and profilers don't even need to carry guns. so he feels a little bit better

and then they're in that room and her plan is clear to him but she's got to rough him up so she's saying all this hurtful stuff and he's so close to tears because in his mind, it's all true and when the words in his brain, his deep-rooted self-hatred, spill out of her mouth, his heart shatters

in fact, he does cry on the way to the ambulance and blames it on the tears being a reaction to getting hurt near his eyes, insisting it's not the pain, it's just his body's natural reaction (with some stats of course)

she comes over after the chaos has lessened a little. he reallyyyyy doesn't want to talk to her but he's the sweetest boy in the world and he's got to assure her that she's a good agent for her plan because he can't stand the thought of her worrying

and she can just tell he's thinking it's true so she slows him down and promises that not a single word of it was true, telling him she's so sorry she had to hurt him and that he had to kill someone while reminding him that he's the bravest, kindest, smartest person she knows and that now he's her hero for saving so many lives

he's shocked for a good few moments before she leans in to kiss his slightly bruised lips and before he was feeling dead inside after killing someone but he immediately feels alive again <3333 love this so much

#🥹#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader

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howboringislife · 9 months

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Promise

Paring: Reiner Braun x gn!reader

Cw: fluff, fluff, FLUFF cause my baby boy Reine need comfort <3

Words count: 867

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“NO!”

You suddenly woke up when you heard a yell just beside you. Your eyes widened as you looked at your lover Reiner who was acting pretty weird in his sleep. His face was covered in sweat, and he had a frown, moving around like crazy. “No… please don’t!” He whined and grabbed the covers. “Please… I’m so sorry! I didn’t want this, no!”

You quickly understood that he was having a nightmare. It was happening times to times, when he had a bad day or if he was anxious. You couldn’t support to see him this scared, this panicked. Waiting a bit to see if he would calm by himself, you realized that his nightmare only worsens. Reiner was shaking and even crying. “Reiner? Hey, wake up!” You said softly, caressing his face.

No respond. His cries and whines only persisted. Shaking his arm to try to wake him up, you felt so bad for him. Finally, your boyfriend woke up after a few seconds, his eyes opening suddenly, and he sprung on his elbows. His breath was erratic, the sweat forming small beads on his nape and forehead. Panicking, he glanced around and when he realized that he was awake, he jumped into your arms. “Y/N! D-Did y-you saw t-the Titans?!” He asked, trembling like a leaf.

Caressing his head while he nuzzled into your chest, you comforted him. “Rei… you just had a bad dream; we are safe now. It’s all behind us.” Your soft and low voice seemed to calm him down a bit as he stopped to shake. “Y-Yeah, it’s just a-a bad dream.” He repeated, trying to comfort himself. Even if Reiner was tall and well-built, he was such a softie inside. Of course, he would never assume it and your lover often tried to hide this soft side of him but with you… it was impossible. Just looking into your eyes as you hug him and comfort him is enough to make him cry.

You gently wiped the tears off his cheeks. “Was your bad dream about the war again?” You asked softly. Reiner quickly nodded “Y-Yeah, I saw m-myself into a Titan and I-I was… killing innocent people.” He started to cry again “I-I’m such a monster.” His words made you frown. “Reiner Braun, don’t you dare to say this again. You are the kindest and sweetest person I ever met. It’s not your fault, you were just a child when all of this happened. I know you didn’t mean it.” You replied, kissing his forehead.

Reiner nodded; he knew that you were saying the truth, he was just a small child when Marley decided that he would be a Titan Shifter. He didn’t want to do anything of this. And even if after he switched side, fighting with the Eldians, the small voice in his head continued to say that he was still a monster. “Y-You’re right.” He said, taking a deep breath and he was finally able to breath normally. “It’s not my fault.” He added with a nod.

You smiled as your partner accepted the fact that he wasn’t a killer. “Hey, I will make you a cup of warm tea while you go wash your face, you’re all sweaty.” You said, getting out of the bed and yawning. “A-Are you sure? I mean, I can do it by myself, I’m the one who woke you up…” Reiner said with a little guilty voice. “Tsk, don’t say silly things, I am your lover, I will always be there for you.” You responded and went to the kitchen to make some tea.

Your boyfriend couldn’t help but smile. “Y/N is amazing, I’m so lucky to have such a wonderful lover.” He thought and got up too, going to the bathroom and looking at himself in the mirror. He looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes, sweat all over his face, his hair all messy… Reiner quickly shook his head, washing his face and wiping it with a towel before joining you in the kitchen where you were sitting at the table with two cups of tea on it.

He made a little smile and took one cup, sipping the warm tea. He was totally calm now and he grabbed your hand, squeezing it gently. “Thank you to share your nights with me. I know I often wake you up and have nightmares but… I will try to improve it, I promise.” Reiner said softly. “I believe in you, my Rei.” You said with a sweet smile and kissed his lips softly. You knew that things couldn’t change completely. He will always have nightmares but now as much as before. Yes, some days will be more difficult than other, where he will have the impression that the darkness consumed him all but with you beside him and hope, Reiner will be able to be even stronger.

You knew for what you signed up when you said those two simple words at your marriage. “I do.” It was a promise. A promise that you will always stay by his side, no matter what. A promise that you knew what you will face. A promise that will never be broken.

#reiner braun #reiner x reader #gn!reader #fluff #aot #reinerjustneedsmorelove #tw trauma

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stars-at-5pm · 3 months

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Just hold me.. please?

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Pairing : sirius black x reader

Type : comfort/fluff

Summary : You're having bad period cramps and Sirius comforts you

"I'm going to die." you huffed. " This is it, my final day. I'm too youg to die.. how sad"

" You're not going to die sweetheart." he said with two cups of tea in his hands, setting them on the coffee table. "Can I sit with you on the coutch ? Would that be okay ?"

"How are you even asking right now ? Please come sit with me" you pouted. He gently sat down on the couch right next to you, he looked at you with the kindest eyes ever. Sirius always had that power, he was loving, so comforting. Especially in moments like this.

" Here, rest your head on my lap i'll massage your head" you happily did as asked, looking forward to have some relief. You looked up at him, embracing his soft features. The fireplace lit next to the coutch reflected in his eyes, making them shine. The true prince charming you thought. He smelled like his shampoo too, the sweetest smell in the world.

Slowly, he started massaging your temples, taking deep breaths hoping you would follow his rythym.

" How are you feeling darling ? Still cramping ?"

" Yup, it's been a while since i've had such bad cramps" you closed your eyes as another wave of cramps swallowed you. His hands were warm on your already hot face, the slow patterns on your forhead felt good. " I- I'm sorry for ruining your boys night.. I know you were exited and-" "No. Don't do this darling, you did not ruin anything. First of all I'm more than happy to be taking care of you, second of all, I'm too tired to go anyway. I'd rather be here with you, I want to be with you."

Your eyes filled with tears, he was so kind to you, his words worked just as much as his massaging. Why am i going to cry ? you thought.

" Aw baby.. that bad huh ? When was the last time you took painkillers ?" he hated to see you cry.

" Hum... Around one pm I think "

" No wonder you're in bad shape, i'll go grab some, that way you'll drink your tea. " You pouted, like the saddest puppy ever. " Why are you leaving me ? I thought- you were happy to hang out with me ? " A sob escaped your throat, fucking hormones.

" What ? Baby... he melted at your sight, I'm not leaving you. Never. I'm just going to grab them from my bag, look. It's right there" he pointed to the old-looking chair that was right next to the fireplace. "It's okay, it's okay im here." He said caressing your hair.

" Sorry. I'm a bit all over the place." You slowly sat back up, allowing Sirius to get up and grab his bag. " It's okay." He smiled and got up fast, wanting to be back next to you as quickly as possible. Meanwhile, you took a sip of your tea. Of course it had been lovingly poured in your favorite mug, it's still hot, you closed your eyes, the hot tea bringing you some comfort.

" Look, I have your meds and a blanket ! Don't ask why I have a blanket in my bag I honestly have no idea. "

" Thank you." You took the painkillers, hoping it would work, and fast.

" Alright, lay down baby." he waited for you to do so, and then laid next to you, covering you both with the blanket. He was spooning you, in the common room, next to the fireplace, and he was so, so warm.

" Okay, feeling comfortable ?" You nodded as an answer. "Sleep darling, it will help. And it’s okay, I want you to know that. It’s completely natural and it is valid for you to be emotional, ok ? I’ll be here when you wake up."

He put a hand on your lower abdomen and started rubbing it, you hummed in response, already feeling the sleep catching you.

" I love you."

Feel free to signal any spelling/english mistake !!

Lots of love <3

#comfort #sirius black #sirius x reader #period comfort #fluff #Sirius being sweet

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ibrithir-was-here · 1 year

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So the basic idea that came to me late at night for Baby Dream was more of less this weird little mash up of Matilda/A Little Princess and Definitely Platonic Dream and Hob :

Baby Morpheus who's like, 6, is from a family with innate magical gifts, that are related to their canon ones but nowhere and near as strong

And one day gets kidnapped by Roderick Burgess, who was trying to get his older sister Teleute but his henchmen grabbed the wrong one

So now Morpheus is being held in the basement (not in a glass case just in a locked room with some magical protection around it that keeps him from leaving) while Burgess tries to figure out what powers he has and how they can be exploited

Morpheus in this stays silent out of terror/trauma more than any stubbornness, and he himself doesn't fully understand his powers so he doesn't know how to answer Burgess's questions anyway

His only source of comfort is his raven plushie Jessamy, who he held onto when he got grabbed

So of course one day Burgess rips it in two in an attempt to intimidate Morpheus into speaking

That night Morpheus in despair crafts himself a dream that when he closes his eye he'll wake up somewhere safe, where he'll be cared for and loved and never made to feel afraid (his home of course wasn't too great either, Night and Time are still terrible even as mostly human parents)

And so he goes to sleep, and dreams that he wakes up in a cozy bed in a room made just for him

And the kindest man he's ever seen is in the kitchen making pancakes

Hob Gadling would normally be surprised to see a tousle haired tot shuffling into his kitchen but this is clearly a dream so he's not that weirded out, and while he doesn't understand why this sad but sweet little Dream child is here--he doesn't look anything like the son he lost-- but he's still happy to play caretaker again for this one night

So he makes pancakes and plays games and reads stories and slowly draw the little Dream boy out of his shell until at last Hob tucks him into the little bed in the room that exists only in this dream--and the Dream child finally smiles up at him, and it's the sweetest thing Hob's seen in a long while

Hob wakes up wondering what on earth could have prompted such a dream, but happy overall he had a nice one where he got to take care of a child, instead of the nightmares he usually has about the loss of Robyn

And then it happens again, and again. Each night for a few months Hob dreams he's taking care of a tiny boy with the messiest hair and bluest eyes he's ever seen. And though he never says anything each night the Dream child becomes a little less fearful, a little more happy and open, and Hob finds his heart opening more and more to this little stranger who's come into his dreams

Morpheus meanwhile is still trapped, still subject to Burgess's abuse, but at least now each night he has an escape with the kind man in his dreams. Each night he "wakes up" in his room in Hob's dream version of his flat excited for the time they'll spend together and he's always desperate to stay in the dream as long as he can, dreading waking up for real to the dark reality around him, knowing that at this point the people who know he's missing have long stopped looking for him

Hob however has started looking. He's sure this recurring dream must have some sort of meaning, he's never dreamed like this before, so consistently, so clearly. So he starts looking for clues online, if anyone else has had similar experiences. Finally he even has someone draw the child from his dreams, making corrections until it's as close as he can get it

And the picture once posted leads him to discover the disappearance of six year old Morpheus Endless

The moment Hob sees the child's photo he knows it's his child, the Dream child. And he knows he has to figure out how to help him. He doesnt know if Morpheus is dead--he hopes to anything he's not--but he's determined to find him and save him from whatever it is that puts the sadness back in his blue eyes each night

Que Hob trying to wheedle things out of baby Morpheus each night about his location, as much as he can with Morpheus being six and locked away and still not speaking

And Morpheus not being sure whats happening, his dreams are supposed to be his safe place where he doesn't have to think about the bad place he's in

And Burgess finally starting to reach the end of his rope with this stubborn silent child who's been more trouble then he's worth

But of course Hob finally manages to discover where his Dream child is, and bursts in good old fashioned Fishbowl Rescue style and breaks down the door to Morpheus's prison

There's this long moment where they both just stare at eachother, each not quite aure they're not still dreaming--and then Hob scoops Morpheus up in his arms, whispering that "it's ok now little Dream, you're safe"

And for the first time in months Morpheus actually believes it

Hob takes him back to his flat that night. Morpheus's room doesn't exist in the waking world but he makes him a bed on the couch and tucks him in tight and safe, and that night Morpheus for the first time in months doesnt need to craft a dream to help him sleep

(And once they've called the police and Morpheus gets returned home and Hob sees what a wreck it is there he gets him out legally (probably all the other Endless kids too) and gives Morpheus (and the others) a real home)

#my writing #dream of the endless #hob gadling #not really dreamling #i hope this doesn't come across in any weird way its definitely meant to be a child parent relationship #i just see Hob being important to Dream in whatever way #in whatever au #at least the ones I make x)#sandman #morpheus #human au #modern au #roderick burgess #platonic relationships #parent child relationship #baby Dream AU

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