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Idk if anyone else has heard Labour by Paris Paloma (the little bit that’s out already anyway) but it gives me so much inspiration for Jack

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Little Love (Jack Daniels x Reader)

Warnings: Childbirth, Jack is anxious

This can be read as part two of A Tired Wife or a standalone.

Jack hated hospitals, he had done since he was just a boy. His momma used to tell him about what a nightmare it was if she had to take him in. Everything just felt too sterile, the doctors didn't look human to his small brain. He just hated being at a hospital.

His feelings hadn't changed much as he got older. He avoided hospitals at all costs, even learning how to do his own stitches. It didn't matter too much usually, he could tolerate the Statesman doctors. But the Statesman medical team did not do births, so here he was, stuck outside in the hallway listening to your loud groans of pain.

You had screamed at him to get out after he kept pestering the midwife with questions. He knew he should trust her, she had probably delivered hundreds of babies, but they weren't his baby. Every nurse that walked past him gave a sympathetic smile, just another father who had pissed off mom at the wrong time. Another groan came from your room, this one much louder than the last. Jack absolutely hated how helpless he felt, you were in so much pain and there wasn't a damn thing he could do to help. Suddenly, the door swung open and the midwife popped her head out.

"She would like to talk to you, be quick we don't have much time"

Jack bolted to your side in an instant, grabbing at your hand. You already looked exhausted, he, on the other hand, looked like a puppy that had just peed on the rug.

"I want you here for this but no more harassing the staff, OK?" You explained. He nodded and pressed a kiss to your knuckles. He could do this, for you, for his child.

He didn't dare move once you started pushing. For one, the death grip you had on his hand wouldn't let him, and two, you had practically begged him not to look down there. You knew he had a strong stomach but you didn't want him to see any of that. The nervous feeling was properly cemented in his stomach now, he whispered quiet words of encouragement to you as you screamed.

"I can't do it" You whined, after a long push. You were absolutely drenched in sweat, hair sticking to your forehead. Yet Jack still looked at you as if you were a work of art.

"Yes, you can, honey. We're gonna have our little one so soon, just a little longer" He replied, brushing the hair off of your forehead.

He kept his head pressed against yours until he heard the loud cries of a baby. Even then he was scared to move, scared to do something wrong and ruin everything. It wasn't until a doctor asked if he would like to hold her that he turned. He saw them holding her, his daughter. He felt like he was on autopilot, he didn't even breathe as she was placed into his arms.

The world stopped as he looked at her. She was so small, he didn't even need both arms to hold her. She had quietened down in her father's arms, quite content to just watch him. The whole world could be burning around him and he wouldn't even notice, he was in such a trance.

"Jack, is she ok?" Your weary voice snapped him out of it. You were laid back on the bed, utterly exhausted. But you had been watching him, your heart filled with joy looking at your little family.

"She's just perfect honey, the most perfect little thing" His voice was wobbly, he hadn't even noticed the tears running down his cheeks. He quickly placed her into your arms and tucked himself on the bed beside you. You smiled down at your daughter.

"Hello, little love"

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Someone send me requests I have no idea what to write

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Sweet Punishment (Agent "Whiskey" Jack Daniels x Reader)

Warnings: SMUT girl-on-girl action. Reader is bisexual. 18+

This is basically a rewrite of the festival scene. I'm bad at smut lmao

Your relationship with Jack Daniels was complicated, as all relationships between co-workers tend to be. One day you could be all over each other, the next would barely even speak. Neither of you held any hard feelings about the arrangement. It was what you both agreed to. Sure, maybe he found himself a little more worried about you on missions, maybe he memorized your coffee order but he didn't have feelings for you.

Well, that's what he was telling himself as he watched the screen connected to your glasses. It showed him everything you were seeing which was currently a half-naked blonde woman. It had bruised his ego when she rejected him, only healed slightly when she rejected Eggsy just as fast. According to the target, it wasn't cheating if it was another girl. So that's how he found himself watching you flirt with her, then do a little more and he was quietly seething.

"You've proved your point, get on with it" He grumbled, probably a little harshly, into your earpiece. Luckily, he was the only one that could see what you were doing. Eggsy was desperately trying to get in touch with his girlfriend, while Merlin and Ginger had gone to check on Tequila. You only smirked at his comment before sucking a mark into the target's neck.

He was right, you were deliberately taking your time with her. Sure she was beautiful, not quite your type, but you couldn't miss this opportunity to get under Jack's skin. You were so sure he felt the same way about you, you just needed to get him to admit it. You'll be damned if you admit it first, you'd never hear the end of it.

Your fingers trailed down her stomach before reaching into her panties, and a cute little gasp escaped her lips. You busied your mouth on her nipple as your finger slipped inside her, successfully planting the tracker.

"Fuckin' finally. Get out of there" Jack grumbled. His blood was boiling by this point, yet he was unable to look away. A strange mix of worry and morbid curiosity glued him to the screen. He wasn't even sure who he was jealous of anymore.

You, however, had decided it would be rude to leave her without even an orgasm. She was so blissed out on whatever cocktail of drugs she was on it wouldn't take long. So you bent your fingers just right, massaging her soft spot. She came all over your hand not too long after. You gently kissed her, she barely even noticed you. You put your shirt back on, picked up your stetson, then silently left her sleeping in the tent.

You were hardly even through the door of the house that was being used as a base before he pushed you up against the wall. The movement startled you for a second before you smelled his familiar cologne. A smirk spread across your face as you took him in, his eyes held a fury behind them.

"What the hell was that?"

"I would say a successful mission, wouldn't you?" You replied smoothly.

"Makin' me watch all that, her fucking hands all over you" He spat. His grip on your hips could leave bruises, it took every ounce of willpower in you not to smash your lips into his.

"You almost sound jealous Whiskey," You said, your voice was breathy like he had stolen all of your oxygen.

"No one should be touchin' what's mine"

With that, he ripped off your panties. You gasped, quickly wrapping your legs around his hips, your hands fumbling to free his cock. Your lips collided with his in a rough kiss as he pushed into you. Jack was always a little rough with you but this was different, this was him claiming you. You knew you wouldn't last long, already wound up from your activities earlier. You moaned his name into his ear as you came, causing his hips to stutter.

"Say it again darlin', who do you fuckin' belong to?"

"Jack!"

His groan as he came was almost enough to make you cum again. Both of you were breathless, thankful that no one had come to investigate the noise. You felt him press his lips to the side of your head, a kiss that was forbidden. You knew what it meant.

"I love you too Jack"

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It’s the fact that you can tell he’s in constant pain from the way he walks

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A Tired Wife (Jack Daniels x Pregnant!Reader)

Warnings: Fem!Reader, pregnancy, fluff

Is this vaguely inspired by that one scene in knocked up? Maybe. Honestly can't believe I'm writing fanfics again I'm so excited

Jack always had a pit of guilt in his stomach when he came back this late. He crept up the stairs as silently as possible, avoiding the creaky one in the middle. The house was completely still so any noise would probably wake you, which was something he was desperately avoiding. Hell hath no fury like a tired wife being woken in the wee hours.

When he entered the bedroom and saw a perfectly untouched bed, the guilt in his stomach was replaced with pure panic. His bag was dropped to the ground without a second thought and his hand rested on the gun still in his holster.

"Y/n?" He called out

"In here" Your voice replied quietly from the en-suite bathroom. He hadn't even noticed the light leaking from the door. His panic melted away as he moved to meet you.

He wasn't quite sure what he was expecting to see. He was taken aback to find you in the bath, neck deep in bubbles with a few candles lit. You smiled weakly at him, he noticed the dark bags under your eyes, you looked exhausted.

"Honey, why are you in the bath at two in the morning?" He asked gently

"Your baby has decided that we don't sleep at night" You replied quietly

He knelt down next to the tub, a careful hand cradled the back of your head as he pressed his lips to your forehead. You let out a contented sigh. He knows how you worry when he's gone. His other hand dipped into the water to caress your swollen belly.

"Why don't we get Mama to bed, huh little one?"

Jack helped you out of the tub and into a nice fluffy towel before ushering you off to bed. He quickly put out the candles and then followed you, only to find you mostly asleep already. He chuckled to himself before sliding into bed next to you. His arm was slung around you, his face buried into your hair.

Jack always felt guilty coming home this late, but you were always glad to fall asleep in his arms again.