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enbydindjarin · 2 years ago

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This the fluffiest smut I’ve ever read in my life my poor heart can’t take it 🥺🥺

omgomgomg so i saw that u write for tess & when i tell u i never screamed louder!!1!1!!

can we pretty please get a toothrottingly fluffy smut where its readers first time & tess is just like gentle & sweet towards reader and making sure theyre comfy and stuff, sorry if this is kind of all over the place this is actually my first time requestin somethin 🫶🏽

━ 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Tess Servopoulos x Fem-bodied!Reader ( Written as game vers. Tess but can be read as both! )

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, smut, v fingering ( r receiving ), oral sex ( r receiving ), mentions of alcohol / getting drunk ( in passing ), super fluffy cause omg they're cute, top!tess, bottom!reader, ( let me know if I missed something with the gender I tried to be as gender neutral as possible )

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope ( it's been hours and it's 2am I'm tired )

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I'm so happy that I was the first you requested for! I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK TO LONG IT'S BEEN A ROUGH TIME. BUT ILY!!!! I hope you enjoy!! <3

Game tess has no gifs unlike HBO Tess :( They're both equally hot they should have equal gifs !!!!!!

REBLOGS APPRECIATED AND NOTICED

The lightning flickered against your eyes every time it made it's appearance, it's partner, thunder, never far behind. The loud sounds feeling as though they shook the entire complex and everything around it, even the QZ walls shuddered. But you payed no mind, staring down at the guards in the road. Very few, but they were there.

They'd talk back and forth to forget about the rain, ignore the chill of the wind nipping their faces. Talk about before or pretend the past never happened.

Sometimes you could hear them, but tonight you couldn't. Not with the rain and the loud banging on the decrepit buildings. Sometimes you wondered whether or not the buildings in the QZ would last much longer with storms like this.

Instead though, on this night, you just watched them, then sometimes the rain droplets, imagining them as two cars racing one another down the glass. As if you were a kid in the back of your childhood van.

The door then suddenly opened up behind you, but you didn't turn around. Recognizing how specific her boots sounded against the wood flooring, how she cursed underneath her breath and threw her stuff onto the table with a thump.

You knew who it was without needing to turn around so you kept staring. Eyes droopy but you were wide awake.

"What's so entertaining?" You heard the slight sass in her voice, the tone that never left even when she was being deadly serious. It made you smile, turning your head to the side to look at her.

"Everything and nothing." You took in a breath of the cold air that crept passed the window seal. "Gotta make do in the apocalypse."

She stood at island counters, hands spread apart and leaning her weight on the tile. Staring at you with a stupid smirk on her face.

"What took you so long?" Tess knew the question was coming but that didn't mean she wanted to answer it. "Ran into some trouble-" "What?" "-but I got out of it. Just some assholes that thought they wanted to mess with Joel and I."

You hadn't seen Joel in a while, but you reckon he hadn't changed a teeny, tiny bit since the last time you had. You took to liking to the grumpy man, you trusted him to make sure Tess came back breathing.

Despite is unfavorable gaze and his harsh wording.

"Are you hurt?" You stood from the chair, taking fast strides towards her while she shook her head, still smiling. "No, didn't even bump a hair on my head. I promise." A bit of a white lie, but she didn't want to worry you.

"Swear?" Tess quietly nodded, looking at you run your eyes over and over her face while turning her head back and forth. Looking for any scratch or slightly discolored patch of skin that wasn't there that morning.

"Say it." She grabbed your hands from her cheeks and holding them in her own. "Swear."

You leaned forwards to kiss her, noticing her slightly chapped lips and the mostly soaked in lip oil you'd let her borrow while out and about. Wanting to hide one of your favorite parts of her away from the unforgiving wind.

It didn't take her a second to kiss back either, grabbing your hips to keep you there until she decided to pull back. Grabbing either side of your cheeks and tilting your head down to kiss your forehead. Resting her mouth against your hair as she thought.

"How 'bout you go get ready for bed, I'll get my shit put away, okay?" Pulling away from her you raised an eyebrow. "And what am I getting out of this?" "You ain't gonna get anything you keep asking questions."

You huffed but shuffled off, squeezing her hand as you did so .

Tess and you were never supposed to go this far. Roommates. Someone to get drunk with to forget or tell stories and be each other shoulder to maybe shed a tear on. Never go further than that.

But it did.

You weren't sure who fell first, you just knew you did and it was hard.

She felt as if she was too old for you, even though you weren't the youngest yourself. You did know that there were some things that she had experienced that you just hadn't because of the world's terrible timing. But you never felt too young for her.

Just perfect, actually.

You were barely friends back then, and yet, you trusted each other more than most married couples. But, once it did go further it also went unspoken.

You were hers, as she was yours. Corny, but so were you.

As Tess would say anyway.

You laid down to wait for her, looking at the closed curtains in your small shared room. Only fitting a tiny closet and a bed, not that you had much for the closet to hold.

"Scooch."

Tess appeared behind you, smiling while watching you scoot towards the other side of the bed to make room for her. Feeling her arms wrap around your middle and her breath against your neck send shivers down your spine.

"What about your day?" Tess muttered, kissing the nape of your neck. "Boring. I did some odd jobs all day but they didn't last long. Mostly waited on your slow ass." You felt her laugh against your skin, chuckling to herself while shaking her head.

"Slow, huh?" "Mhm. Too busy getting jumped to come home to me, right?" Her grip tightened when she let a sarcastic 'ha ha', sitting up and resting her head on her hand.

"C'mere." Tess lightly gripped your face, giving you a much hungrier kiss than she had earlier when you had initiated. No, this one had need behind it, want seeping from it.

"I missed you today." She whispered, kissing you again and letting herself taste the mint contraband you'd been chewing earlier. "I missed you too." You breathed, a nervous feeling pooling in your lower belly.

"Fuck I missed this." Tess hated leaving in the mornings, and the afternoons, especially the nights as well. Tess just hated leaving, but she knew she had to if you both wanted to survive.

Her hand crept down to your sleeping pants, running her fingers over the band that was low on your hips. The rough pads feathering over your sensitive skin. Caressing your inner thigh through the thin, withered fabric.

Inches away where you began to felt the need for her. A need you hadn't felt in a long, long time. One you'd never satisfied, and you sure never had someone else satisfy.

"Tess." You pulled back slightly, a bit taken aback by your reaction just as she was. "Shit, I'm sorry, fuck I should've-" "It's... it's not that."

Your expression spoke a thousand words, shamefully glancing away from her and at anything else in the room to distract yourself.

"You're.." It was deadly silent besides the rain banging against the glass panes. "Y/n, you didn't think to tell me?" "M'sorry I didn't.."

Her voice held no malice, only genuine confusion making you finally look at her. Seeing her more concerned you didn't feel comfortable enough to tell her, the thought of you hiding it maliciously never crossing her mind.

"I was so young... when the world went to shit.." You trailed off in a broken whisper, trying to explain yourself but you didn't have to.

Not to her. Never to her.

Not with something like this.

"Hey, hey look at me." And you did, meeting her darkened eyes only illuminated by the light coming from the sheer covered window.

"You don't have to do all that. Not with me. It's up to you."

"I want to." You spoke, so low and soft, your voice sounded like a drug to her. Nervous and ready for what was to come.

You trusted her.

Tess looked away from your eyes and down at the hem of your oversized shirt, unable to give her a view of your silhouette that she loved so much.

Her hand moved to pull it up and over your boobs, lightly brushing the very tips of her fingers against your nipples. Getting a few light whimpers to fall from your lips.

"Look at that." Tess moved over your body, kissing your collarbone and then your chest. Making her way all the way down to your sensitive bud, licking your tit to get a reaction from you.

And it worked, her mouth making your breath halt, feeling the warmth wrap around your entire boob. Then quickly feeling her move to the other, only kissing it before giving your belly a peck. Sitting up again.

Tess scanned your face, leaning down to kiss your lips.

"You tell me when it's too much, got it? You tell me when to stop."

"Okay. Okay I will."

Looping around your waistband, Tess pulled the pants from your legs. Making the pulse between your thighs even worse as the layer was stripped away. Even squeezing them together to be rid of the uncomfortable feeling.

"God, you're so... shit just look at you." You felt your face warm, invisible to her eye but to you, you were burning up. A fever created from her words mixed with her starved eyes raking over your body like she hadn't ate in decades.

"Spread your legs baby, c'mon." And you did, her arms hooking under your knees to bring you even closer to you. The woman grinning when you shrieked in surprise at her sudden tug.

"There you go, so good for me. To think no one else has gotten to see any of this. Some unlucky fucks."

"Lucky for you though." You giggled, her warm palms trailing your exposed hips. Hooking under the tiny elastic underwear band.

"You sure about this?" Her eyes flicked to yours again.

"Positive."

Tess than pulled them slowly from your legs, a string of slick following after them making her own cunt ache at the sight.

"God, Y/n." She tossed them aside to find another time. Leaning down between your thighs. "All for me." Tess kissed your inner thigh, again and again while inching towards your heat.

"Ready baby?" You nodded quickly, the pain of your own arousal becoming too much for you to handle all on your own. "Yes, please, please Tess."

Her mouth soon wrapped around your clit, tongue tracing an infinity sign over the sensitive bud over and over. Not stopping and not slowing, just again and again while watching your reactions.

Your legs felt like they went numb, head falling back in to the pillows while loud babbles tumbled from your lips. Wanting to praise her but you couldn't. The feeling was so alien and so much, you didn't know what to say. Until you did.

"Oh- oh my god.. please more Tess... please.." Your hands went to her hair, the other to your mouth to try it's best the muffle the sounds. But you weren't sure of well it would work when you couldn't keep it there, instead gripping the sheets when she pushed your leg further to the side getting an even better angle to fuck you in.

"I'm gonna do something, okay, you tell me if it's too much." You hummed, a bit lost in your cotton-stuffed mind feeling like you were lost in a fog and couldn't find yourself a way out.

Tess's finger appeared at your hole, very slowly pushing inside your body. A whine of discomfort filling her ears and she hated it, only wanting it to be over as soon as it could be. Wanting your body to stop tensing so hard.

"I know, I know, but it's gonna feel good I promise." The woman kissed your thigh again, then your clit, beginning her assault on your bundle of nerves to distract the rest of you away from the twinges of pain.

And it began to, not only her warm tongue sending so much pleasure through your lower half, now a curled finger ran along your walls. The rest of you beginning to relax as her movements sped up, but only the more you began to get used to it.

"Tess... more. I want more please." You looked down at her, never having felt what you were at the moment, and you couldn't get enough.

Tess added yet another finger and giving you another deliciously nice stretch, the woman sitting up a bit, the thumb of her other hand circling your clit.

"How's that, huh?" She watched you nod, looking down at your cunt while she kept you full. Moving in and out at a faster pace while keeping her thumb going in whatever motion she decided.

"G-good.." You responded, "reall-ly good." "That's it." Tess went faster, kissing your lips, muffling your loud moans that wouldn't stop even if you tried. "You're doing so good." "Tess.. oh fuck.. I-"

"Come Y/n. Let go. Let go for me baby." The high-pitched shriek was cute, she thought. Watching you come undone on her fingers.

Pleasure shooting through your entire body, but her movements never stopped. Only going faster, the circular motion on your clit making you joke and try and squeeze your thighs together.

It was too much.

You'd never felt something like that, something so strong and so pleasure-filled, not in a world like this.

Your mind went into a hazed mush while you mumbled and cried out things to her. Your hand scratching at her upper arm while she whispered sweet things to you, calming you down while a tear or two trickled down your hot cheeks.

"You did so good. You did so good, baby."

"Tess... oh fuck." You cried out.

"I know, I know."

And you did, the only thing auditory besides the now slowed rain. Tess kissing the space between your eyebrows and then your nose. Finally moving down to your lips.

"You did so good." Her fingers pulled away from you making you whimper. "I really liked that." You mumbled, Tess smiling and letting out a light chuckle. "Yeah?" You nodded in response.

"M'glad it was you." You then whispered, your blinking began to slow as the exhaustion followed the adrenaline crash. Tess flustered in the darkness, the woman was glad you couldn't see it.

"Get some rest, I'll clean you up, okay?" She kissed your neck, sitting up just as you rolled over, laying almost completely on her side of the bed.

"Okay. But you better come back." "Well you better be out of my spot."

You huffed, "But it's comfier."

a/N: 2:22

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enbydindjarin · 2 years ago

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Tess x fem reader

Celebrating the holidays durin the apocalypse

Holiday spirit

Tess Servopoulos x fem!reader

A/N- this is so soft. She’s so soft. I was working maybe 2 years or so after that flashback from episode 3. She’s not as hardened as present day timeline in the show, she’s a soft little ball of sunshine with her ball of sunshine gf. I only proofread this once.

Warnings- none. It’s tooth rotting fluff

Word count: 3.2k

Masterlist - requests open

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated <3

The holidays didn’t really mean much to anyone anymore. At first people had tried. Some desperate attempt to make the dire reality of things seem not so bad for a while, clutching at any remaining hope of things being normal again one day. Some people tried to keep traditions going, tried to get some kind of Christmas cheer. But a majority didn’t care. Most had little to no family left to even celebrate with. And others just found it pointless now. Because what was worth celebrating when the entire world had completely fallen apart?

But you on the other hand? You loved it.

Thankfully Tess indulged you. Even if it was with a slightly grumpy face from time to time. She’d come to realise that living with you meant she’d have to get used to it. And quite frankly she’d do anything if it meant you’d be happy.

You liked finding excuses to be happy. Some way to just pretend things were normal, that you weren’t living in a shitty apartment. A place where you could only run the taps for 5 minutes each day before they shut off and no hot water was granted. Where food was rationed. Where you were a smuggler. A criminal. Where you could die any second of the damned day.

It offered you a momentary escape.

A day that you could play pretend. That you could go home to your girlfriend and daydream about a big Christmas meal, piles of presents, flashing lights and a bubble Bath filled with festive scented soaps.

Pretending was bad, Tess had told you before. People had gone mad pretending everything was okay when it wasn’t. But you decided one day a year was okay. And she let you have it.

Though this year your Christmas spirit was dwindling. It was hard to be excited for a holiday that basically didn’t exist anymore, especially when you were out in the snow hauling boxes off of FEDRA trucks all day. And the fact that Tess had been away for two days with Joel, trading with Bill and Frank to get shit to sell.

She always refused to let you go with her. It was a miracle she even let you sell if you were honest. She was far too over protective. She always faced the dilemma before she left of risking taking you with her, but also not liking when she had to leave you alone. But she decided you were much safer inside the walls than outside of them. So she told you to stay put.

You’d convince her to take you one day. Especially as you’d heard Frank ask after you multiple times over their radio conversations now, always telling Tess to bring you along. You’d wear her down soon enough.

“ alright! Done for the day! Get out of here. Curfews in an hour “ you stacked the last box of supplies with a huff, the FEDRA officer keeping a watch on your work detail telling you all you were done for the day. You wiped your forehead with the back of your hand, exhausted from hauling heavy boxes for hours.

Trucks had been coming in all day, boxes of supplies that moved between the QZs. You hated being assigned to that post, they assigned more officers to make sure people weren’t dipping their hands into the boxes for themselves. You didn’t like FEDRA in general, but being watched so closely all day was enough to put you on edge.

But at least you weren’t on body disposal you supposed. No job was as bad as that. You’d even take the sewer maintenance hours over taking a shift on body disposal. Joel took the job with so much ease it mildly concerned you. I’m a world where death was all around it was hard not to get used to it. But you didn’t think you’d ever be that at ease.

It started snowing as you headed to collect your ration cards, it made your mind drift to Christmas again. It never snowed back home, but Boston seemed to get a decent amount. You’d always dreamed of one of those movie white Christmases as a kid, it was just your luck that you’d get them when Christmas was barely a thing anymore.

You pulled your jacket tighter around yourself as you collected your cards and headed for your apartment. The snow also made you miss Tess more. She’d only been gone three days but it felt like two weeks. And on cold evenings all you wanted to do was crawl under your shitty blanket in bed and curl up with her for the night. You hoped she’d be back soon. She’d said three days max, so she should be home no later than the morning.

But you’d miss her even if she was gone an hour. So three days was hard. She was all you had. Well you guessed Joel too. But Tess was the closest thing you had to family now. You felt lonely when she was gone. The tiny apartment suddenly felt too big for one person, you couldn’t get to sleep without her arms looped around your waist.

You shoved your hands into your pockets, sniffling as your nose turned numb in the cold. You got the feeling you had some seasonal bug brewing in your sinuses, your nose growing ever stuffier throughout the day. You almost didnt mind though, if you were sick it’d give Tess an excuse to stay home with you for a few days.

And you deserved to have her doting on you for a while after making you stay back, sick or not.

By the time you stepped into your apartment building the snow was coming down in a steady flurry, snowflakes sticking to your eyelashes and hair, and a chill that felt as though it had permeated right through to your bones.

You trudged your way up to the third floor, tired and cold, ready to spend your evening making an extensive list on what Tess could do to make things up to you. Maybe drink yourself to sleep and wait to be woken up by her in the morning.

Only to be stopped in your tracks at the end of the hall.

Because there she was. Leaning back against the front door, arms folded and tapping her fingers in some odd rhythm.

Your annoyance and frustration vanished almost instantly.

She seemed to sense your presence at the top of the stairs and turned to look at you, a smile blooming on her face.

“ you took your fuckin time “ you couldn’t contain yourself, running down the corridor and straight into her waiting arms. Knocking into her with so much force she had to take a step back to steady herself, laughing as her arms wrapped around you “ missed me then? “

“ so much “ you sighed, pressing your face into her neck and relaxing yourself with the familiar scent of the soaps she always smuggled you back from Lincoln. The stuff FEDRA issued out smelt of nothing, it made you question if it really even was soap. But Tess always kept you both stocked with the nicer stuff. Vanilla and cherry and bubblegum. Whatever she could trade for with Bill and Frank.

“ Jesus fuck your nose is cold “ she said, her neck scrunching as your nose brushed against her skin.

“ it’s snowing what do you expect. Let’s go in I wanna get warm and I wanna know what you got up to “ you let yourself out of her embrace and reached for the door handle.

“ wait “ she said and planted herself between you and the door, not letting you turn the handle. You gave her a confused look and she smiled “ I have a surprise for you “ your face lit up in excitement and your mind ran with what it could possibly be.

“ what is it? Can I eat it? Can I wear it? Is it a new book? “

“ if I told you it’s not a fucking surprise is it “ she said with a laugh, a smile on her face that you were seeing less and less as the years went on. But you always managed to pull it out of her with ease “ now close your eyes “

“ really? Come on just let me see “ you said and reached for the handle again. She grabbed your hand before you could though, an eyebrow raised.

“ close. your. eyes “ you sighed but did as she said, practically bouncing on the spot with excitement. She usually brought you something nice back from her runs, but she never went to the theatrics of making you close your eyes. So you knew it had to be something good. Something special “ and keep them closed. I know what you’re fucking like. No peeking “ you smiled as you heard the door open and she moved behind you, hands over your eyes as she guided you inside.

“ you have no trust in me at all “

“ no, you’re just the most impatient woman I’ve ever come across. I’m taking precautions “ she left momentarily to shut the door, her keys clattering as she dropped them on the counter.

“ okay “ she said softly, her lips close to your ear “ when I say you can, open your eyes “ you nodded, excited to actually see what it was.

“ can I open now? “ you said after barely a second of waiting.

“ you have the patience of a 4 year old”

“ Tess “ you whined, only further proving her point.

“ oh- just. Wait. One second “ you didn’t know if she’d done it on purpose just to make you wait longer or not, you heard her fiddling around with something before she was back behind you again. She pressed her chest to your back, arms slinking around your waist, a gentle kiss falling onto your cheek before she spoke softly by your ear “ alright. Open your eyes “

You opened your eyes and gasped, your hand flying to your mouth in shock.

She had decorated your apartment for Christmas.

A short string of lights tacked on one wall, a seemingly handmade paper chain in green and red on the other. Tinsel and even a tiny tabletop Christmas tree to finish it off. All of that paired with the snow now coming down in a heavy flurry outside, was enough to make you forget where you were. Forgetting that outside the windows was a wall keeping you in the city, armed officers and somewhere past the walls people running around no longer in control of their minds.

Nothing but… peace.

“ oh Tess “ your eyes flooded with tears, complete and utter adoration for the woman behind you overwhelming you. The woman that had said she found Christmas pointless. That didn’t understand the hype. Yet had decorated your space because you loved Christmas. You liked the tinsel and the lights and the tree. The cheer. The safety. The love.

“ I do okay?“ she asked quietly. You turned around in her arms and held her face carefully in your hands. Her face twisted into concern at your tears and you quickly smiled to reassure her you weren’t even close to being sad. Not even remotely.

“ Tess “ she wiped away your tears with the backs of her fingers, tucking your hair away from your face “ it’s fuckin amazing “ her face softened, brow no longer furrowed and eyes swimming with adoration for you “ how’d you get all this stuff?”

“ Bill and Frank. Well. Mostly Frank. There’s a big homeware store in their town, he managed to find some stuff. And He made the garland thing “ she said nodding to the paper chain hanging on the wall “ he could only give me one lot of batteries for those light though without Bill noticing so. I don’t know how long they’re gonna last… Joel teased the shit out of me carrying back the bag filled with all this. The dick “ you laughed and could imagine the grumpy look on her face as she trudged back up to the QZ, Joel teasing her for being so sappy as to decorate for Christmas.

According to Tess Joel had teased her about you from the first day you’d met. Even more so as the years went on and Tess gained a reputation for herself, proving herself as someone tough. Brave. A woman that people were beginning to fear. Yet was as soft as the day he had met her when it came to you.

“ I can’t believe you did this “ she shrugged as if it were nothing, eyes watching you intently in the way she always did, always trying to read exactly what you were feeling.

“ you like Christmas “ she said it as if it were plainly obvious. That it was silly to assume she wouldn’t risk getting shot by leaving the QZ, trading things that you could sell or use to keep you alive, to get you a Christmas tree “ and you’ve been… down. Lately “

Any normal person would have traded for a new book, or a new shirt to cheer someone up these days. But not Tess. She’d always go above and beyond for you. She had noticed you were sad and had gone to the extreme to cheer you up “ oh and I don’t know if you noticed but… “ she nodded back towards the door and you couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face. A slightly faded, plastic bunch of mistletoe was stuck on the doorframe. It was hung slightly wonky with a strip of black electrical tape.

“ you. Are so fucking sappy when you want to be “ you said with a giggle, shaking your head.

“ yeah and if you tell a single person about it I’ll smother you in your sleep “ she said, trying and failing to suppress a smile.

“ aww there she is. Romantic as ever “ you teased, slipping your hand to the nape of her neck and pulling her in. You barely even managed to kiss her at first, both of you smiling far too much. But you melted into her, making up for the last few days you’d had to spend waking up alone.

Kissing her was always good, there was no denying that. You’d never met anyone that could make you melt the way she could. There was something about the way she could make your knees weak just with the light pressure of her fingertips guiding you, her lips so soft and subtle against your own. You were an absolute goner.

“ hey don’t get too carried away. I got something else for you “ she said with a small laugh, reluctantly pulling away from you. You opened your mouth to start guessing but she placed a finger to your lips “ ah. No. Don’t even bother guessing. Go sit down I’ll get it “ she spun you round by your shoulders and pushed you lightly towards the couch.

You walked over to the couch, hand trailing over the fairy lights hanging on the wall. They made the place seem a little more warm. Homely. You wondered if you’d be able to find someone trading batteries on the black market.

You sat down and watched her rummage around in her backpack before heading over to you with something wrapped up in brown paper.

“ technically it’s a re gift. Frank gave it to me. And told me you’d like it more. So... Merry Christmas “ you carefully opened the paper to reveal one of Franks paintings. You’d always been in complete awe of Franks work every time Tess brought you something back from one of her visits. He’d sent her back with numerous little painted postcards, always telling her to give them to you.

She clearly talked about you a lot whenever she went, you always wondered exactly what she said about you.

The painting in your hands was one of you and Tess.

“ he captured you good huh? He only had the one picture to go off but I think it looks good “ Tess kept a picture of you in her pocket wherever she went. A couple years back you’d traded an ungodly amount of stuff for an old Polaroid camera someone was selling on one of your trips to the back alleys of the QZ to sell your own shit. Only half the film actually worked and you’d managed to get 4 pictures out of it and that’s all.

Tess had hated it at first but had grown into liking the idea when she realised she could now have a photo of just you for herself. So she’d made you smile, snapped the picture and kept the picture in her pocket ever since.

“ it’s perfect “ you said through your tears, standing up and tacking it onto the wall beside the three other Polaroids the camera had given you. And the other little paintings from Frank.

She got up and stood behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist.

“ I’m glad you like it. I would’ve taken that picture of us but you’d have noticed it was missing. So he just made something up “ your eyes flicked between the painting to the photo and smiled.

It was one of those moments you could pretend again. Pretend that this shitty apartment was a real home. Where you hung pictures of you and your girlfriend, your friends. Where you decorated for Christmas.

“ I don’t have anything for you “ you said through your tears, turning in her arms before you made yourself cry even harder. She gave you a soft smile, thumbs brushing over your cheeks to swipe away the tears.

“ I’ve got you. I’m good “

“ that was so cheesy “ you said through a laugh, leaning forward to kiss her again.

“ do you want the last past of your Christmas present? “ she mumbled against your lips and you almost wanted to be angry with her, because you didn’t feel so deserving of so many incredible things

“ there’s more? “ she reached behind her, pulling something out from the back pocket of her jeans “ a cassette? “

“ you don’t wanna know the shit I had to trade Bill for this. He was in a really bad mood and this was his mothers or something I don’t fuckin know “ she took your hand and walked over to the radio, placing the cassette in and pressing play “ better work “ she mumbled after it stayed silent for a few moments.

Then the almost hauntingly beautiful voice of Bing Crosby filtered through the speaker, white Christmas softly filling the apartment. It was a little crackly, maybe because it was so old or because the radio was a bit shit. But it didn’t matter. It was Christmas music.

You didn’t even know what to say to her. You just wrapped your arms around her and leant your head against her chest, basking in the what felt like your first real slice of peace in forever.

You were home. You were safe. You were in your nice apartment in a bustling city, it was Christmas. The world was filled with love and joy.

You could pretend.

“ thank you “ you whispered “ thank you for everything “ she dropped a kiss to the top of your head, rubbing your back softly as you swayed gently to the music “ merry Christmas “ you whispered “ thank you for being the greatest gift I could ever receive in this shitty fucking world “

“ now who’s the sappy one? “ you could hear the smile in her voice as Frank Sinatra now played on the radio. And as much as the world was falling apart. For the first time in 11 years it actually felt like Christmas.

#this is the softest thing I’ve ever read #I’m actually almost in tears from how cute it is #10000/10 #this is amazinggggggg #tess x reader #tess my beloved #fic recs #🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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