#babes i went to sleep woke up and i woke up CRYING

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Classic You

|| Parallel Powder x fem!reader

|| Warnings; season two episode seven spoilers, reader has a nightmare, nightmare comfort, Powder comforting reader, mentions of death but only from the dream, short drabble

|| Summary; when reader wakes up screaming, Powder helps her out.

Requests closed!

Started; December 16th

Finished; December 16th

HurtCember2024; Day 13, Nightmare

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Powder wasn't even sure what was happening or how it happened. One moment, she's peacefully asleep next to you. The next, your scream cuts through the air. Startling her awake. Sitting bolt up right in panic.

"Huh-? Wha-? Babe?" Her eyes go to you, softening a bit when she sees your panicked state. Worry laced over her eyes. Powder's hand rests to your shoulder, gently guiding you against her," hey, hey shh. You're okay. Only a nightmare."

"You were- you were-" the words couldn't even get out of your mouth. The image replaying in your head. Powder had died in your nightmare and you'd been powerless to stop it. Tears rolled down your cheeks, shoulders shaking through your sobs. Your face buried into Powder's neck.

"I've got you, I'm right here. See? Feel my hand?" Powder spoke slowly, softly. Trying to ease you back to the present. Her hand giving your upper arm a firm squeeze. Powder watched your chest begin to settle back into its usual rhythm. Steady, gentle, calm.

"There you go.. that's it," she murmured. Encouraging you to continue what you were doing . You could only nod, throat feeling tight. Clinging to your girlfriend like your life depended on it. You were scared that if you let go, you'd loose her. Even if that was a completely silly thought. Powder would never do that to you. Once you fully calmed down, her hand cupped your cheek. Looking into your eyes. Those gorgeous, captivating eyes that Powder could just get lost in for hours. She has before, too," better?"

"Yeah.. yeah, a little," you replied. She relaxed at that, Powder's thumb brushing against your skin as she just held you. Held you close and tight. Assuring herself that you were okay. When she'd first heard your scream, Powder's mind went to all the worst cases possible. But, it had only been a nightmare that got you like that. You weren't physically hurt.

"Wanna talk about it?" Powder asked, giving your forehead a gentle kiss before you buried your face back into her. Her hand resting on the back of your neck. Giving a small, comforting squeeze. Her arms never leaving from around you.

You told her everything that happened in your dream. From what led to her death down to the actual death. Going over everything, trying not to let your emotions get the best of you. Talking about it made you want to cry again. You weren't going to. You refused to; Powder had already had to help you once. In your mind, it wasn't fair to make her do it again. You'd already interrupted her sleep as it was-

Her sleep. You paused mid ramble and looked up to her, frowning a bit," I'm sorry.."

Powder looked a little startled, confused even. Why were you apologizing to her? You hadn't done anything wrong," why are you apologizing?" She asked.

"I woke you- and you have that project to work on tomorrow for the competition," you sighed. Slumping against her.

Powder relaxed, holding you close. Scoffing a bit," that's what's got you all worried? You had a nightmare and you're more focused on me? Classic you," she murmured. Giving you a brief kiss," I'll be okay. Besides, I wouldn't have been able to sleep anyway without making 100% sure you were okay first. Because what kind of girlfriend would I be?"

You were smiling now. Her words always had a way of doing that. Like she just knew what to say to make everything go away. It wasn't long before the two of you were back asleep.

[coronangelic1]

my immune system is so shit ive been sick about at LEAST 5 times this year. what the fuck.

guess who has been sick for an entire week!!!! woo!!!!

[separatetheyolk]

In Your Corner | Lewis Hamilton X Male!Reader

ʚɞ featuring: Lewis Hamilton

ʚɞ you were never meant for the spotlight. You were supposed to be a normal person, working a 9-5 job and drive home in a beat up 2009 ford focus to a one bedroom apartment. That was what you were born for. The monotony of a doomed society. But here you were. Dating the most accomplished driver in F1 history.

ʚɞ alternatively you’re having a bad day. Lewis helps to make it a little easier.

ʚɞ contents: anxiety, angst I guess but also kinda not at the same time, comfort, y/n usage, paparazzi and the bs that comes with them

ʚɞ word count: 1711

ʚɞ note: male/masc reader intended. He/him pronouns used for the reader. I’m in the mood for some loving, soft but also protective Lewis content :(

The moment you’d woken up something just felt.. off. The feeling felt familiar. But you just couldn’t place why you were feeling it. A tight ball in your throat impossible to swallow down. A never ending pit of despair eating away at your stomach. You’d woken up alone, looking to Lewis’ side of the bed. Clearly, he’d tried to make it. But it seemed as though your movements had crumbled the duvet back up again.

You hadn’t wanted to move at first. You wanted the blankets to swallow you whole. Leave you to wallow in this feeling, drown in it. But you couldn’t. No, it was qualifying for silverstone today. One of Lewis’ more important tracks to preform well on. You wanted to be there for him incase he needed anything. Support, water, food. Anything at all.

So reluctantly, you decided getting up was the best course of action for the day. Rising from that oh so comfortable cocoon of warm blankets and clean sheets, you shuffled through to the main room of your suite. “Lew?” You called as you poked your head past the doorframe. Voice echoing slightly off white walls only to find absolutely no one. And that ball in your throat seemed to grow just a smidge.

You made your way around the room slowly, checking under tables, behind sofas, each of Roscoe’s many dog beds just to find he was missing too. Concluding that Lewis had took the dog out for a walk, you made your way to the sofa. Setting a few pillows against the hard arm rest and curled up in the corner where it met the back.

About fifteen minutes later, your ears perked up to the sound of the heavy room door opening and closing. Lewis still out of sight muttering to Roscoe about how he was the ‘best boy’ and asking if he enjoyed his walk. But soon enough the beloved Bulldog came into view, plodding over and with some help jumped onto the sofa. Clambering in your lap looking for some love thus breaking the ball you’d made with your body. Although that really didn’t take much effort.

“Babe?” Lewis called, keeping his voice low just incase you were still asleep, walking into the room as he shoved his coat from his shoulders, hanging it up carefully on the hook. You watched his face light up when he’d spotted you scratching a spot behind Roscoe’s ear, moving over to sit beside you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. Directing you gently to his side. “How’d you sleep, love?” Lewis asked, smoothing out the mess of bed hair you hadn’t taken care of just yet. “You were out like a light when I woke up.”

Slowly you moved to rest your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder. Shuffling carefully so your body was turned towards him more. Adjusting Roscoe slightly as you went. Taking advantage of this new position, you wrapped an arm loosely around Lewis’ waist, letting out a content sigh. “Slept fine..” you spoke. It coming almost as a whisper. You swore you could hear Lewis’ expression change.

“Just.. fine?” He asked, not wanting to pry, but also wanting to make sure you knew he was there for you. Whether that was a person to rant to, cry to, cuddle with, or just sit in silence with.

“Yeah.. took a while to get my head down but once I did it was just, well.” Your shoulder shrugged slightly, at a loss for words. “Fine.” You felt as Lewis’ arm moved from your shoulder to around your back, pulling you closer and giving you a comforting squeeze.

Lewis was silent for a moment. Unsure if he should throw some advice his boyfriends way way, or just reassure him that he was here. Eventually, he settled on the latter, nodding slowly. “I’m in your corner, baby.. whatever you need.”

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Lewis Hamilton and his partner Y/N L/N have stepped foot back on Silverstone’s tarmac!

Lewis looking sharp as ever

comments

user1 bro dates Lewis Hamilton and he shows up in a hoodie 💀

user2 it must be so embarrassing for Lewis omg

user3 I hate how people compare the two :(

user4 We do have a point, though

user3 What? That Y/N is his own person? Has his own likes and dislikes?

user4 Chill man it’s just an outfit

user3 I thank you for proving my point

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You took a shaky breath as you walked through crowds. Occasionally getting separated from Lewis which you very much did not like. No thank you. No siree. You’d went with one of Lewis’ hoodies to try and blend in. A hard task with who you were dating.. and what he was wearing. But it had been worth a shot anyway. A blind shot in the dark that missed but a shot regardless.

You’d managed to catch back up to Lewis, arm wrapping around his. Your other hand coming to rest on his bicep as you dodged people and touches like they’d burn you to a crisp. Keeping your eyes away from cameras, which mostly resulted in having them fixed to the floor.

Your hold on Lewis’ arm tightened as that anxious feeling began to bubble. Trying to keep yourself in check. Reminding yourself to not ruin this for him. This was his track. His pride and joy. But more importantly this was his job. You couldn’t go around having panic attacks. No, just keep a smile on your face and keep walking. God you were sure you looked like a wimp right now.

Lewis had caught the hold tighten on his arm, eyes darting down briefly to you as he walked. Wordlessly, he pulled the arm from your hold. A movement you didn’t fight but caused your heart to hammer hard against your chest. Carefully, he set his arm around your waist. The hold secure and unmoving. More comforting than before. You felt his hand grip to your side. Giving you another squeeze like he had done that morning.

To others and more importantly the media, this looked like a loving embrace. A couple happily together, enjoying eachother a company and not afraid to show eachother affection. And that was still the case on all counts. But behind that, it held such a deeper meaning. The simple touch of Lewis’ hand, an arm wrapped around you, it was enough to calm storms and tame seas that ravaged your mind.

“Almost there, sweetheart..” Lewis spoke under his breath. Mouth unmoving as he done so. It pulled you from your thoughts, looking around at the crowd as you grew closer to the garages. Nodding wordlessly, you kept close to him. Not trusting your voice just yet.

The rest of the walk was hell on earth to you. It felt impossibly slow despite only stopping once or twice. Lewis would pull his hand away briefly to sign autographs as he walked before setting it back around you. Eventually, you both settled on hand holding instead since that was much easier. Fingers interlocked, Lewis pressed a kiss to the back of his boyfriend’s hand. Blush rising to the tips of your ears hidden by hair that just about fell over them.

Lewis said his quick hello’s, excusing himself as he led you to his room. Or rather, steered you. Hands on either side of your waist, you in front. Keeping you mostly out of sight as SkySports workers angled their shots into the Mercedes garage. The two of you disappearing around the corner and into said room. The moment the door was shut and blinds drawn your shoulders relaxed, rubbing your face. “I’m sorry..” you spoke. Coming out as a mix of a whimper and a groan. “I’m so sorry- I know this is your day I don’t know what’s wrong..”

“Hey.. hey hey, hey no.” He shook his head, quickly making his way to you with three large strides. Hands coming to your cheeks and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Oh baby..” he whispered, hands now moving from your cheeks. Arms wrapping around your waist to hold you close. He felt you press your face to his neck, speaking up. “You can’t help it, love. You can’t stop it. And no one here expects you to.. I don’t expect you to.”

Carefully, he moved the both of you two the sofa, sitting down and carefully pulled you onto his lap. Straddling him. Again, you pressed your face to your boyfriend’s neck, Lewis pressing kisses to your clothed shoulder. “You need to start getting ready.. qualifying will be soon.” You spoke up, but made no effort to move.

Lewis smiled softly at that comment, shaking his head. He slipped a hand under your hoodie but still over your shirt, rubbing up and down your back soothingly. Feeling your body melt against his with each movement. “Babe I couldn’t give a crap about quali right now.. all I care about is you. And I’m not leaving this room, you’re not leaving my lap, until you’re at one hundred percent.”

“But-”

“Not a single ‘but’ is needed baby.. that’s how this works.” He pressed another kiss to your shoulder. “I love you.. and that love comes before any of this.” He heard you mumble something into his shoulder, followed by a sniffle. “Hmm? Baby what was what?” He asked softly, looking down to you with a frown.

You lifted your head slightly away from his shoulder, a shaky “But it shouldn’t have to be like that..” coming from you.

With a frown, Lewis pulled you back slightly. “Love, I asked you to be my boyfriend. I asked you to travel with me. I asked you to be my rock. And I asked I asked you to let me be yours. I done that knowing about your anxieties. Knowing that you’d need me.. and I’m so unbelievably happy that you trust me enough to let me help you.” He moved to fix a few strands of your hair, smiling softly. “And I’m so grateful you said yes.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, moving to hold you again. “You got me in your corner, love. Whatever you need.”

[roronoacherries]

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 | roronoa zoro

788 words

content: comfort, fem. reader, sfw, established relationship, reader is sick and zoro is the sweetest boyfriend.

you tried to stay still, tried to be as quiet as possible, but you couldn’t stop turning in bed. and then the tears came. all you wanted to do was rest, but your body was refusing to allow you to.

that was when zoro woke, and you cried a little more because you hadn’t meant to wake him so early too. he’d been on night watch, and was surely as tired as you.

“what’s wrong? are you okay?” zoro pulled you closer to him, hearing your sniffles.

“feel like shit.” you cried. you were shivering and sweating at the same time, your head was killing you, your throat felt sore, your nose was runny, and you couldn’t stop crying. and on top of it all you had to be up soon.

“you’re burning up,” zoro whispered, holding a hand to your cheek. “i’ll go get chopper.”

“don’t leave.”

“i’ll be quick.”

he pressed a kiss to your temple before leaving to find the doctor. you weren't sure how long he'd been gone and though you knew it couldn't have been long, it felt like an eternity to you. all you wanted to do was sleep. to rest and escape the pain you felt throughout your body. 

instead, all you do was cry and turn and turn and turn in bed. when chopper came in to check on you, you could hardly focus on the words he spoke… but zoro — he clung to each syllable. 

“a tea could help you sleep better. i’ll bring you down a remedy as soon as i can.”

“i’ll bring it,” zoro interrupted. “and i’ll ask sanji to make you a tea, too.” 

his hand rested briefly on your forehead, gently brushing your hair to the side. “i’ll be right back.” 

you muttered a faint, i love you and the swordsman returned the sentiment with a kiss to your temple before stepping out behind chopper. you hated the thought of chopper and sanji being disturbed at this hour for your sake. all because you’d gotten sick and couldn’t sleep. pathetic. 

a fucking pirate and you still couldn’t take care of yourself. the sensible part of you could tell you that you were being ridiculous, that it was alright to depend on others sometimes, but it was hard to ignore the overwhelming voice in your head that was telling you you were being a burden, that chopper and sanji and zoro were losing sleep over you — and god, zoro deserved better. 

he deserved a girlfriend who wasn’t so weak, one who wouldn’t cry from a little fever. he deserved someone who wasn’t going to spiral at 4am because he was sweet enough to bring her tea and medicine and take care of her. 

“aight, sanji sent camel-somethin’ tea and a bowl of almonds and fruit, said it’d help you sleep better… and chopper told me to make sure ya take two spoons of this stuff,” zoro held up a bottle, his arms full as he pushed open the door. “how ya doin?” 

“i love you and i don’t deserve you,” you whined. 

“sanji said the same thing,” zoro said, ignoring your pout and setting everything down on the nightstand before helping you sit up. he pulled up a chair beside you for himself. “he went on about poor y/n and she deserves better than a big oaf taking care of her. he offered to come spoonfeed ya, actually, i could go get ‘im.” 

“no, i think i’m all better now actually…” you smiled, not needing a mirror to know you looked like shit. “but if the big oaf feels like spoonfeeding me, i wouldn’t mind it.”

your boyfriend only rolled his eyes, reaching for the spoon and chopper’s bottle. “two spoons is all you’re getting. open wide, babe.” 

you didn’t know if it was chopper’s medicine, sanji’s tea, or zoro’s hands rubbing circles into your skin, but it didn’t take long before you started to feel better and you were struggling to keep your eyes open. “baby, i think i can sleep okay now…” 

zoro took the tea cup from your hands. “want me to sleep next to you?” he hummed, knowing there was something you were leaving unspoken. 

“you’ll get sick.” you whispered. 

“that’s not an answer.” 

“please,” you smiled weakly, wanting nothing more than to rest your head against zoro’s chest and feel the weight of his arms around you. 

you could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the warmth of his body against yours. 

“it doesn’t matter if i get sick,” zoro said, his eyes closed and his fingers brushing through your hair. “i’ve got a beautiful, sweet girl to take care of me.

i don’t deserve her.” 

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something about zoro putting aside his pride to wake sanji and ask him to make you tea. something about zoro knowing exactly what you need without you saying it. knowing how to comfort you without being too obvious about it. him taking care of you because he knows you’re more than he deserves (and he knows that you don’t think you’re enough) and because you take care of him the same way everyday. something about zoro.

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[r3starttt]

Abby x sick r!

Your eyes were so puffy already it was painful to keep them open. This was probably the third night this week you were unable to sleep due all the coughing and fever and just the general annoyance that comes physically and mentally due the flu.

And if being sick wasn’t enough, being sleep deprived had been causing you some nightmares whenever you tried to sleep. You’d only got some rest in those small moments before actually falling asleep, when you’re not too conscious yet not sleeping either, and even though those five minutes felt so good it wasn’t enough.

You were just so exhausted and frustrated, not being able to do anything but stay in bed all day. Too weak to even shower, you felt so disgusted about yourself and so ashamed for letting Abby see you like this. She insisted you looked hot still, her pretty girl, but you didn’t feel like that at all.

And you loved her and loved that she loved you so much too, but couldn’t help but feel like shit for being such a burden, for not being able to help her as you usually did. Whether you stood at home or you went out with her you always did something to keep things calm for both, to make your life’s easier. And now you couldn’t and besides that you looked horrible and felt horrible and you needed her like never but didn’t feel like asking her for anything, she was working so har lately, to attend you and help you recover. You couldn’t ask for more.

Until today. Your throat just felt so sore, your eyes felt like you’ve been crying since forever due the little sleep you’ve got and the sickness itself. And your nose and lips were burning from how much you’ve been blowing your nose lately. You needed her, to find some comfort, to see if maybe she’d got you to sleep as she usually did, just anything she could provide you, it would help and you were desperate for some of it.

“Abs… babe” your small pats on her shoulder woke her up, trying her best to open her eyes and see whatever was wrong “what happened?” the sleepiness of her voice made you smile almost immediately, waking a small regret on you for not waking her up the other days you struggled to sleep. You knew she wouldn’t mind it, but it didn’t feel right.

“can’t sleep… and everything hurts” just as you spoke you could feel the knot of tears forming on your throat. It was all the exhaustion and frustration finally coming out. And Abby knew, she noticed just by hearing your voice that you needed her, and she also knew that you only needed her when you were containing yourself for too long. So she didn’t hesitate on waking up completely, rubbing her eyes and gently sitting in the bed, opening her arms so you could cuddle with her.

“Shhh shhh it’s okay… you’re alright now” her voice was a little bit husky, yet so comforting and smooth. you crawled to her arms, making yourself some space in between all the blankets “how long have you felt like this huh? you know I don’t mind taking care of you” you could feel her arms slowly embracing you, pulling you closer to her and leaving just the right amount of space in between your bodies so you could properly breath “I’m sorry” your tears started to stain Abby’s shirt, making her heart ache “don’t apologize baby… it’s alright yeah? just let it all out”

The tears finally coming out of your body, her pretty voice guiding you trough your sleep and the warmth of her body made you have a proper sleep finally. It took her long enough to get it but it worked, after some minutes you were already pressed on her, head buried deep on her chest and arms holding on her shirt gently. You couldn’t look more prettier.

And even though your sleepy expression could still scream how overwhelmed you’ve been feeling and your breathing was still unsteady, you were finally able to rest. Not as you wished but just enough to help you get better. And it was all because of her.

[gguk-n]

Mission- Cheer up Logan

I've just had a sad dream with Logan in it and I told him how much I love him and how important he is after watching all the shit Williams and Vowles have been doing. I need this to heal myself. I hope it heals everyone rooting for Logan too

Summary- Literal Logan fluff.

Y/N didn't dislike many people and hate would be a strong word in her dictionary but right now James Vowles and the Williams racing team made her hate them with the tirade they had going against her poor boyfriend which was pissing her off; worst of all, it was affecting Logan. Her happy puppy of a boyfriend was lost. He would either be at work or looking lost and depressed at home. They no longer had witty conversations going on or Y/N teasing Logan any and every chance she got. He would barely smile at her at times. So, Y/N took it upon herself to make her Logan happy.

It was one of those days, the weather was bright and sunny, Logan didn't have to go to work and the previous GP may have been bad but it was slightly better. It was around 9 and they were still in bed. Y/N woke up to Logan 'asleep' at least he pretended to be. She knew him like the back of her hand and every time he acted like he was sleeping his eyes would be shut tight. This habit of his made her smile. She looked up at him while resting her palms against his chest.

Y/N POV

"Good morning, baby boy" I whispered followed by a kiss on the lip which was followed by a grunt and covering his face with the blanket. "Babe, we need to good shopping, we're out of everything." I emphasised. "You can do that alone" he said, still under the duvet. "Yes but you know I hate shopping alone and I wanna show off my super hot racer boyfriend to the world, come on." I said while pulling the covers off. His big blue eyes met mine and I pouted my lips. "I won't take long, I promise. Pinky promise." I exclaimed while holding out my pinky. "You're hurting my ribs, babe." came a strangled cry only to notice my elbow jabbing his ribs. I giggled while apologising and dragging him to the bathroom. We were dressed in 20 minutes and out the door. As Logan started the car, he looked at me and said, "The only reason you're taking me along is so that I can drive you there, right?" I was appalled at the accusation but replied with a smile, "one of the reasons, babe." I said. He laughed asking, "Couldn't you drive there yourself?" "Why would I do something when I have a pro who can do it for me." Logan shook his head. "I have the hottest formula 1 driver at my beck and call so am not even allowed to show him off; is an atrocity I say." dramatically sighing. Logan let out a big laugh, one I hadn't heard pass his lips in ages. It made my heart flutter and tears spring up in my eyes.

The car ride was filled with singing along to songs playing on the radio which we hadn't done in so long. It felt nice to be able to have my Logan back. The trip to the grocery store was uneventful. Once back, I made quick work of putting every thing away. I went back to Logan sat on the couch in the living room and made myself comfortable on his lap, "darling, what would you like for dinner?" He was pulled back from whatever thought he had as I sat on his lap, "Pizza and Pasta" He said. I looked him in the eyes and asked, "What about we go on a date?" Logan looked at me quizzically. "It could be a home date, like the good old days. We could cook together and then dress up to have dinner together. I even bought a few dresses I didn't get to show you." I elaborated.

Logan's POV

In all honesty I couldn't care what we did. I didn't really wanna go out and getting dressed just to eat at home was such a waste of time. But I couldn't say no, when her face was literally hoping for me to say yes. She kept looking at me expectantly and I didn't wanna let another person down, so I agreed. The way her face lit was better than winning any GP. She leaned in and gave me the sloppiest kiss and pulled me to the kitchen to help her cook. I would never say I could cook when Y/N did all the heavy lifting. "Baby boy, you look lost in thought. Is there another woman that is occupying your thoughts?" she said in a southern accent while placing both her arms around my shoulder and wrapping them around my neck. It made my breathe hitch; the effect this woman had on me even after so many years was shocking to say the least. I placed my hands on her waist and replied in an equally fake southern accent, "Darling, there ain't no woman worth my time when you're standing in front of me." "You better." she said while leaving multiple kissed on my face making me laugh. The cooking ended quiet quickly for two people; where one of them couldn't cook and the other kept violating ever health and safety protocol by kissing and touching the person next to them.

Y/N POV

We were almost done with dinner and I asked Logan to go dress up. I would get dressed just before plating the food in the guest room because I didn't want Logan to see the outfit I had planed for him. About 15 minutes later, Logan was back at the table and I left to get dressed. It took me only 20 minutes which was a record. I wore a black lacy mini-dress which barely covered my ass and tits at the same time but it made me look hot and that's all that mattered. I stepped out of the room to an eagerly waiting Logan.

Logan's POV

My mouth was on the floor when I saw what she was wearing. "You don't plan on wearing this out, do you?" I said and then quickly added, "If you did, I don't mind. I can fight but I need this image burnt into my retinas." I ogled. She giggled and walked towards me, "You can take it off, once dinner is over." She whispered in my ear. Dinner was done in record time. We headed to the bedroom so that I could hold her to her words.

While cuddling, Y/N said, "You know, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me." I cut her off because she was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Y/N shushed me, "Right now, I'm talking and you're gonna listen. I love you Logan Sargeant more than there are words that I can use to express myself. I'm so happy every day to wake up next to you and support you in achieving your dreams and aspirations. I hope you remember how good you are and deserve everything you've worked towards. A couple fuck ups don't undermine the talent and hard work that is Logan Sargeant. No matter what anyone says, you are the most handsome and talented driver that deserves to be in F1. Those assholes are blind to not be able to see your pure raw unfiltered talent. I love you baby boy." She finished her speech. There were tears in my eyes that had started flowing which Y/N wiped away with a kiss. I pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'm so lucky to have you. Thank you for sticking with me. I promise I won't let you down or let anyone make me feel like crap again." She smiled while drawing a heart on my back. We fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

[lyrenminth]

have a request for a joe burrow fic can u do one where the reader has surgery and joe takes care of her in the hospital

Partnership

The pain started during the night. At the beginning you thought they were cramps, no big deal until the pain got worse and worse. You tried not to wake up Joe, who was peacefully sleeping next to you. You went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and you saw blood like you were in your period. You changed your underwear for a pad, but you were bleeding a lot, and you couldn't stand up from the pain. You started gasping for air, and cried silently.

Something was wrong.

Joe knocked the door and open it. "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, when he saw you crying, sitting on the toilet his face changed from sleepy to alarmed in matter of seconds. "What's happen? Are you having cramps?" he got closer.

"I'm bleeding a lot, and I'm having a-a lot of pain" you cried "I can't stand up and I'm feeling dizzy"

"I'm calling an ambulance" he went back to the room, looking for his phone. When you started feeling wet your legs you realized it was blood. "Joe!" You called him, weakly.

After a couple of minutes, you were on his arms, he was carrying you outside the bedroom and laid you on the floor. You closed your eyes, sleepy. "Baby, hey, it's not time to sleep, baby" you felt a hand touch your face. His voice sounded distant but you could hear the worry and anxiety. "Hey, honey please, wake up, the ambulance it's closer but I need you to stay up, okay?"

You nodded, opening your eyes only to look at his blue eyes. Joe seemed like an angel coming for you. But he was frowning and talking to the phone.

You wanted to stay awake but he was getting blurred, and the world was so slow. "Baby, don't sleep, don't do this to me" fear, Joe was scared.

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You woke up with the beeping sound of some device. You looked around, confused. Your eyes stopped on Joe, sleeping on the couch. He looked so peaceful and handsome as always. When you tried to incorporate, a pain in your lower abdomen made you flinch. You hissed and laid back again.

Joe woke up, and stood up, rubbing his eyes. "Are you up" he stated. "What happened?" you asked. "You were losing a lot of blood" he took your hand and squeeze slightly "Damn, I thought...I thought you wouldn't-" he shook his head, keeping the thought away "You scared me,bad" he kissed your forehead and looked for any sign of discomfort.

"Sorry, I don't know what happened" you apologize. "The doc said something about your left ovary" he explained a little embarrassed he couldn't provide more info. "Let me call a nurse"

Minutes later a doctor and a nurse entered the room.

"Oh, Mrs Burrow. How are you feeling now?" The doctor said, she was friendly.

"Better" you replied.

"Yes, we have to do a emergency surgery for your left ovary. You had an enormous cyst that exploded" she explained "you lost blood but we could bring you back"

Your breathe shakily. The nurse checked your pressure, while the doctor explained the process and your recovery.

"No lifting heavy things, and you need to rest. We're going to have you here for the day but tomorrow you can go to your house" she looked at Joe "I'm sure you are in good hands, he was so worried about you"

You looked at Joe but he was serious. Did you really scared him? There was a turmoil of emotions inside you.

Once you were alone, he was still holding your hand. You touch his hand, playing with his fingers. "Are you ok?" he had bags under his eyes, and looked a little bit messy.

"Yes, I'm tired. I was calling your parents and everyone to let them know the situation" he replied. "So don't worry about that, you need to rest"

Joe was with you until the last minute you left to the hospital. He helped you to get into the car, bought the medicine the doctor gave you and healthy food your dinner. "I need to take a bath, I feel sticky" you confessed, he snorted but help you to undress. He was so gently with you, you almost cry. When he tried to get into the shower, you stopped him. "Baby, I think I'm alright" you said, giving him a kiss.

"Are you sure?" he asked, but he was holding your elbows like you were leaving forever.

"Yes, I-I can do this"

"Just yell my name if you need something"

Once the shower was over, he looked for your clothes and help you to dress again. "Do you want me to braid your hair?" It was one of his hidden talents. When you taught him, he learned fast and actually like to braid your hair. "I find it relaxing" he explained.

You nodded and sat on a chair, and his hands caressing your hair relaxed you so much you were falling asleep.

"Joe" you mumbled, "Mmm?"

"Did I scared you?" silence, he never stopped moving his hand though "Yes"

"I'm sorry"

"Don't apologize. You didn't know"

"Joe, the doctor told me she had to removed my left ovary" you starting saying, finding the courage to continue "it's going to be difficult for me to get pregnant"

"That's ok, you are here right now. That's what matters"

" I know you wanted a family"

"Yes, but I want my wife to be healthy too"

"Thank you" you cried. His reassurance was relieving. When he finished braiding your hair, he brought you a soft dinner, and while you ate he took a shower.

Joe always took care of you when he could. As you did with him. You were a couple.

A team.

Thank you for this request. I have a similar fanfiction written about Joe too, but it's shorter. You can check it on the masterlist!

[impishjesters]

jax with a fem! rabbit reader pregnant of his litter of 6 bunnies (3 boys and 3 girls) and everything went well with y/n and the lil bunnies who are at the moment blind, hairless and deaf...

warning(s): it's honestly just some soft new dad Jax note(s): Since they aren't actual bunnies I didn't really include the blind and deaf part, but they are very much hairless. They are baby-sized though, I blame a fanart I saw once with Jax and his lil mini-copy babies and had to draw inspo from it. Also not mentioned but Jax was just being a lil shit, some of the kits do take after you. A/N: You can't tell me Jax (even as a joke) wouldn't try and name his kids after himself in some horrible manner.

Exhaustion still rang high even after a quick nap, popping out six babies would do that to you you suppose. You’d caught a decent glimpse at all the kits when they were cleaned up but once everything was done and clean and you were taken care of, you conked right out.

You woke to hushed whispers and a few cries, no doubt one of the kits being fussy. If anything you are amazed Jax has kept them so quiet—that or you were in a deep sleep. Probably the latter.

“Who’s being fussy?”

Jax mumbled a silent ‘fuck’, he didn’t mean to wake you, even if it wasn’t directly him who woke you. “I got ‘em, babe, you just rest.” He scooped up the fussy kit in question, giving them a gentle rock to try and soothe them.

“They’re probably hungry..” You moved to sit up and Jax rushed over to shove pillows behind you. “Hand ‘em over…”

He hesitated, so far it was just the one, but if they kept crying it was only a matter of time before the others did too. Jax carefully handed the kit over and simply watched you begin to breastfeed like it was nothing—not that you didn’t have practice with someone on your—

“I can practically hear you staring at my chest.” You gently ran your finger over the kit’s cheek while they fed, finally having a moment to really look over your little munchkins.

They looked like an exact copy of Jax, sans the thicker coat of fur, but you already knew they’d have to grow into it. Lightly tinted lilac skin and cute little ears tucked away, and if their eyes were opened there was little doubt they’d also have his eyes. “I carried these suckers for months, don’t tell me they all look like you.” You teased.

Jax snickered, perching himself on the edge of the bed to watch the two of you. Fuck, he was not prepared for just how beautiful you looked with his offspring. Sure you looked amazing when you were pregnant, that big ol’ belly was something he could see you wearing again in the future, but now? There was something breathtaking about seeing you holding a baby, his baby. And there were six of those little boogers.

“Sorry toots, these handsome genes are just too strong.” He ran a hand over his head, swiping his ears back before they sprung back up.

“Ugh,” you groaned, “that would be my luck. At least I didn’t get rug burn.”

The two of you share a quiet giggle at the joke before the kit pushes away from your chest. You burp the kit and not a moment after Jax takes them from you, laying them back down with their siblings.

“So I know we were struggling for names… and since they all took after me. I thought we could name them all after me.”

Coming up with six names had been a difficult task, but you did have a list—he was just being a little shit for the sake of seeing you smile.

“We are not naming our kids ‘Jax’.” You know he’s kidding but that doesn’t make the image any less scary, or stupid. Imagine Christmas with six little Jax’s and trying to differentiate all those damn presents.

He scoffed playfully. “Nah, there can only be one Jax. I was thinking Jaxson—” you let out a snort, “then there’s Jaxica, Jaxcella—”

“We are not naming them like that, oh my god.” Jax sat beside you with a playful pout and threw his arms carefully around you. “There will be no Jax-themed naming, at least give me one thing since they all look like mini yous.”

“Fiiiiine..” he groaned. “Guess I could be persuaded to let you name them all.” You lay your head on his shoulder, looking up at him curiously. “For a kiss.”

“Really? Our children’s names are on the line for a kiss? Avoiding years of future bullying by having the same Jax-themed names all boils down to one kiss?” What a goober. “You drive a hard bargain. Deal.”

The smile on your face is all he really needs, seeing you exhausted and stressed earlier made him annoyed for you. The nurses were stupid and making you more stressed than you needed to be—being a pain in your ass was his job, not theirs. Hell, he nearly decked someone earlier for upsetting you.

You nudged your face against him, he’d spaced out, and if you knew this man you knew he was no doubt thinking about something unnecessary. “Whatever it is isn’t important.”

“You’re very important, and so are those six little wrinkly nuggets.” he huffed. Leaning down he kissed you, it was gentle and sweet, like he was afraid of hurting you. Cute.

“That’s right I didn’t get to see, was the doctor right?”

“Three boys and three girls.”

You let out a groan, picturing all the future sit-downs and explanations you’d have to give to the girls and boys about heaven knows what. “You potty train the boys, I got the girls.”

“Deal.” He quickly spat out.

The two of you sat there quietly, just watching six little chests rise and fall until Jax cleared his throat catching your attention.

“I know it’s a ways off, but wanna really embarrass the kids by you giving the boys the sex talk and I’ll give the girls the period talk?”

You slapped his chest with your free hand, the other coming up to stifle your laughter. “Oh my god, you are awful.”

“I’m not hearing a no.” he hummed.

“We’ll see, periods can be embarrassing and sensitive I don’t want you—”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not actually gonna be a dick, sheesh… I’m wounded you’d think I’d mess with my own kids—”

“You would.”

Jax pouted, giving you a little playful shake before dropping the topic as a whole. Yeah, he’d definitely prank his own kids—but that wasn’t until later on, he had to soak up all this cute baby shit for now.

[inlovewhithafairytale]

I'm right here.

Billy Hargrove x Reader. (pure fluff) Request:@zero-spacee Summary: Y/N has horrible nightmares about BIlly dying and Billy comforts her

It had been 2 months. Two long and hard months after the events of summer. The worst summer in Yn's life. When her life had turned upside down. Literally. It had scarred her, scared her, and made her cling to her boyfriend. Billy, Who had barely survived the battle in the mall, Sometimes she woke up. Terrified. Her mind is hazy with sleep making her believe things that weren't real. She was scared to go to sleep. She was scared of being alone. And so it was that Billy convinced her to move in with him and Max.

Yn looked up from the place where she was laying her head on her chest as they were in his bedroom one night. After she had called Billy terrified to pick her up from her house.

"Really?" She asked quietly looking down at him in the dim light of his room.

"Sure, you can stay, and honestly. I feel better if you were here" he replied softly brushing a stray hair from her face and looking at her with soft eyes, Yn realized that he too was still struggling with nightmares but wouldn't admit it.

"What about Max?"

"Don't worry about her babe. She already loves you. Besides, she would feel better if you were here too. She won't admit it but she kind of needs some...sisterly figure?"

"Doesn't she have El for that?"

"How about I just want you to be here and I don't care if Max likes it?" He suggested with a small smirk.

Yn gave him a playful deadpan expression "That is rude.."

Billy ran a hand down her back and pulled her close to him again pressing a kiss to her temple "Stay" he whispered.

Yn rested close against him wrapping her arms around his torso "Always" she murmured back.

And that was how Yn ended up living with Billy and Max. Max had been a little reluctant to it but then warmed up to her. But one thing that didn't change, even though they diminished was the nightmares. She woke up at night screaming and crying and Billy sometimes had to hold her for hours for her to fall asleep again finally. She wasn't the only one. Once she woke up at night because of crying. And she slipped out of Billy's room to find Max trashing in her bed. Yn had stayed with her the whole night soothing the younger girl. Since then she and Max had grown closer.

Even through it, Billy didn't exactly show when he had nightmares. Though sometimes Yn woke up to him holding onto her tightly, tighter than usual, as he slept. Yn would run her hands through his hair absentmindedly through the night. But didn't wake him up, knowing it would hurt his pride if he knew that she had seen him in such a vulnerable state.

It was messy and somehow complicated how they lived. But the 3 of them managed. And everything went smoothly by.

One morning though Yn woke up from a night of nightmares, she reached her hand to the side of the bed Billy slept in but found it cold and empty, she sat up rubbing her eyes from sleep and her nightmares rushed back.

her mind was still clouded with sleep and she started shaking and tears pooled in her eyes, what if Billy was dead? what if it was true? sobs shook her body and she tucked her knees into her chest hiding her face in them. "he's dead, he's dead" she repeated through sobs.

Max who was ready to go to school already, knocked on the door of the room and paused when she heard cries, she immediately opened the door of the room and rushed to Y/N's side.

"Y/N what's wrong?" she asked taking the older girl by the shoulders with green eyes searching her teary face.

"he's dead" Y/n cried "he's dead Max, he's dead" she repeated again and again.

Max froze before she hugged her trying to comfort her and calm her down, trying to soothe her.

"Y/N he isn't dead" Max repeated again and again but Y/N was too into crying to understand the words and kept crying.

Billy who had gone out for a run early in the morning to clear his head from the nightmares that plagued his sleep arrived home, and his heartbeat sped up when he heard crying, he rushed to the room he shared with Y/N and paused at the door to see his crying girlfriend and his little sister trying to comfort her, his feet carried him to her side and he knelt by her side.

"Y/N what's wrong?" he asked worried his eyes searching her form for any visual injury.

Y/N lifted her teary face to see him and a choked sob left her and she flung her arms around his neck burying her face into his shoulder "I thought you were dead" she said between tears.

A small relieved sigh left Billy once he realized it had only been a nightmare that scared her and nothing else, he took her in his arms. "she's ok, you can go to school" he told Max.

Max hesitated for a moment before she nodded and left the room.

Billy sat down on the edge of the bed with Y/N in his arms, he ran a hand comfortingly up and down her back. he kissed the side of her temple. "it's fine baby I'm here" he told her softly.

It took a long while for Y/N to calm down, but Billy held her all along, only moving to sit back against the headboard of the bed Y/N tucked in his chest clinging to him. Once she was calm enough she just lay there tracing a random pattern in Billy's arm.

"where were you?" Yn asked quietly

"I was taking a run around the block" Billy answered.

"Oh..." was all that Y/N replied

"I'm sorry" she added quietly after a while.

Billy frowned and looked down at her "For what?" he asked gently.

"For being so...for not being able to handle myself, for not being able to control my emotions, for not-"

Billy shushed her before she could keep going "Y/N it's ok, I love you" he told her pushing a few strands away from her face and kissing her forehead. "I'm right here. I'll always be right here"

Y/N looked at his grey eyes "Promise?"

"Promise" Billy replied putting a hand on the side of her face "Always" he whispered and then leaned his head down to press his lips softly against hers.

Y/N sighed softly against the kiss and kissed him back tilting her head up to kiss him better.

Billy parted the kiss and pressed a kiss at the tip of her nose, then kissed the side of her neck. his mouth traveled up to her ear "Always" he whispered again, making a shiver run down Y/N's spine.

Ok i am going to stop here 'cause the request was for fluff not smut...but God do i want to add some! But I hope you enjoyed and have a great day!❤️

p.s. sorry for the long wait

[irwinsblender]

hi! politely requesting a dad!luke or dad!calum one-shot. maybe it’s his first time taking care of his and y/n’s baby after she gives birth?

thank you sm for your request!! i apologise that it’s taken me a while to write it but i’ve been super busy the past few weeks! this was also my first time writing a dad!au so i hope it turned out okay!

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sweet melody

pairing: dad!luke x reader

summary: you were having trouble getting your newborn to sleep and luke steps in to try and help out

warnings: none

word count: 1.4k

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It had been a few weeks since you and your boyfriend, Luke, became first time parents together to your daughter, Skylar. She was beautiful and getting to have this child with him was more wonderful than you ever could’ve imagined.

However, you didn’t truly anticipate how much hard work it would be to care for her, attend to her needs when she was upset and to make sure she always got what she needed.

The hardest part was figuring out what she wanted. Grown people can communicate and tell others what they need, whereas a baby can’t speak. They can’t specify what it is that’s making them so upset.

Some days had been better than others. Skylar would be happy with being fed, getting her diaper changed, wanting to take an extra nap. It was all good.

Today and especially tonight had been particularly bad. You were sure she cried for most of the day. You tried feeding her, but she didn’t want food. Went to change her diaper but it didn’t need changing. Tried rocking her to sleep just for her to continue to cry.

Once it got to almost three in the morning, Luke had asked if you needed help with anything. Which you politely declined and told him to get to bed.

It was only by morning that Luke realized that you never came to bed. Your half was empty when he woke up, leaving him wondering what had happened.

He found you next to Skylar’s little bed, in your feeding chair, sound asleep. You’d fallen asleep after hours of not being able to get your baby to sleep.

Luke was going to leave you, when he noticed Skylar moving, and next she started the crying.

You woke suddenly, looking around the room frantically. Seeing Luke first who had a sympathetic look on his face, and next you heard your crying baby.

After a long sigh, you stood up, reaching to pick Skylar up, laying her in your arms as you sat back down to rock her back and forth.

“What is it, Skylar?” You asked, voice almost breaking. “I fed you not long ago, baby, I don’t know what else to do.”

Luke recognised the look on your face immediately, you were going to start crying too if he didn’t do something to help.

He walked over to you, kneeling down beside your chair. He brushed his hand across your cheek affectionately as he let Skylar take hold of one of his fingers.

“What can I do, lovie?” He whispered.

“I don’t know, Lu, I’ve tried everything, she only got to sleep an hour ago.”

“You were up all night?”

You nodded, closing your eyes in exhaustion, “She just won’t settle, this is so hard.”

Luke sighs, standing up from where he is, “Here, baby, I’ll take her from you, let me try and get her to sleep.”

“Are you sure?”

“You need to get some rest too, you haven’t had much since she was born,” he said as he’s already taking Skylar from your arms. “Gonna see if some daddy - daughter time will help.”

You watched him as he stood, rocking her gently in his arms. He looked at her lovingly, happy he gets to do this parenting thing with you, as well as worry on his face in that you’ve had no sleep and can’t get her to stop crying.

“Go to bed, babe, you need to get some sleep.”

“Are you sure?” You asked. “I can try feeding her again—“

“I’ve got this, angel,” Luke reassured. “You need the rest as much as she does, go to bed.”

You sighed, knowing he’s right, “thank you, Lu,” you kissed his cheek softly before slowly starting to leave the room. “Come get me if you need anything.”

“I’ve got this, baby,” Luke insisted. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

He watched as you left the room, holding Skylar in his arms. She seemed like she was in a lot of distress, making Luke worry slightly. He could do this though, right?

Luke sat in the chair you had just been in, rocking your baby back and forth, hoping she’d settle. It didn’t seem to be working as well as he’d hoped.

“Are you hungry again, Sky?” He asked, of course only getting a loud cry in response. “Come on, let’s go and feed you.”

He stood up, heading downstairs to the kitchen. He found where you’d placed a couple of feeding bottles, taking one into the living room.

Luke sat on the couch, holding Skylar as you would. He tries placing the bottle close to her mouth, hoping she’d latch onto it, but instead she turns her head away.

“No? Not hungry, bubba?” He tries one last time, with no good result. “Okay, um, I’ll check your diaper.”

He stood up again, placing the bottle where it was before, heading upstairs to Skylar’s room to get a clean diaper to change her.

He lays her down, shushing her softly to try and calm her. He found her favourite stuffed animal to hold onto, which seemed to help slightly.

Luke starts working on her diaper, frowning slightly, “yea, definitely needed a change.”

After placing a fresh diaper on her, she stopped crying. He sighed in relief. Maybe that was the reason she seemed in such distress again.

“Now let’s get you to sleep,” he holds her in his arms, rocking her until her eyes are closed and she seemed to go to sleep.

He reached down into her bed, placing her down gently along with her favourite stuffie. For the first time since she started struggling, she’s peacefully asleep.

Luke smiled to himself. Happy he could get Skylar to settle down. He cautiously starts to creep out of the room, pulling the door in just slightly.

A few steps down the hall, ready to go and make himself some food… he heard cries. Baby cries. You weren’t kidding when you said you couldn’t get her to settle.

He rubbed his forehead, going straight back to Skylar’s room. She was on her back, wailing, tears rolling down her face.

“What’s wrong, Sky?” Luke wiped her tears away with the gentle pads of his thumbs before picking her up. “I don’t know what I can do.”

Luke sat down in the soft chair. He rocked her around again, having no results. He gave her the pacifier she always used, she spat it right out.

He wondered how you’ve done this since giving birth. Luke had been here for support, but you’d done most of the work so far.

Putting her to bed, feeding her, changing diapers. He’d changed a few diapers, but hadn’t done much else. This was his first time attempting to care for Skylar all by himself.

He didn’t want to disappoint you, he wanted to figure this out without having to get you for help. Plus, he knew you needed your rest.

Luke leaned his head back against the chair, closing his eyes to think. He hummed to himself, trying to figure this out.

And then it came to him.

“I’m on my way to wonderland, take off my suit and wander in,” he started softly singing one of his own songs. “For a moment, or stay for a lifetime.”

To his disbelief, Skylar started to quieten down. Her crying almost completely stopping. Luke smiled.

She reached up, Luke holding out his hand. She took hold of his index finger in her little palm, looking up at him intently with her beautiful blue ocean eyes, just like his.

“I’m on my way to wonderland,” he continues singing. Watching as Skylar’s eyes started to close. “Take off my suit and wander in.”

He cautiously stood from the chair, reaching to place her in her bed again. This time, he continued singing this sweet melody to keep her settled.

It did work. He got through at least half of a song to ensure she would stay asleep while he stayed near her. What he didn’t hear, was you in the doorway.

“You sound beautiful, Lu,” you whispered.

Luke immediately turned to you. Seeing the soft smile on your face. He waved his hand for you to join him, letting you sit on his lap, your head leant against his shoulder.

“I think we just found our way to get her to sleep,” you looked at your daughter, the most peaceful she’s seemed for the past few days. “You may have a new fan.”

“Well, that’s because she’s your daughter,” Luke leaned slightly, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Our daughter.”

Luke smiled at that. Happy to be doing this with you. To be living this life together, to have this family together.

You couldn’t be more thankful for Luke, always here for you, always finding new ways to help out. As he discovered today.

This life was perfect and there’s nothing you would ever do to change that…

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[satkru]

EDGING THE HOMIES 🤭

Short stories on how I think how cod men would react to being overstimulated !!

Gaz, Price, Ghost, König, Soap

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GAZ

“o-oH fuCk~” gaz moaned out loudly, he was trying his best to keep his voice down since price was right next door and knew that if price woke up from gaz’s loud moans, he’d make it everyone’s problem.

You held his dick in your hands, jerking it as slowly as you could, driving kyle over the edge. He couldn’t take it anymore.

“C-cumming!!!” He whispered as loud as he could, but just as he was about to cum. You let go of his dick.

Gaz whined, tears spilling out of his eyes, he wanted to cum so bad but you wouldn’t let him. “Pleaseeee babe, please just let me cum please I’ll never tease you ever again just please let me cum”

He continued to whine until you had the change of heart and started jerking him off once again. The room filled with “ah~” ‘s and “fuck~” ‘s until gaz finally came into your hand.

You both then cuddled:)

PRICE

“Fuck, you can’t do this to me sweetheart” price let out breathy moans, just wanting to feel the sweet release of cumming.

You chuckled, “your cute when your not bossing people around, I wish I could keep you like this forever”.

Price through his head back, just wanting to feel anything other than overstimulation, either it would be pain or the feeling of finally being able to cum.

You had put a vibrator on your husband’s dick and tied his hands to his back, restraining him from trying to get himself to cum.

He begged you to take the vibrator off, the faint “zzzzzzzzz” sound was driving him absolutely mad. “Just a few more minutes”.

You guys then went on to have very rough sex ;)

GHOST

“Y/n you fucking idiot, aH~! I need to fucking cum!!” Ghost was currently have his dick sucked by you. The feeling of your mouth around his cock felt so good.

But you wouldn’t let him cum, why? Because you two were on a serious mission and you knew that ghost was VERY loud when it came to orgasms.

You continued to suck the poor man off until his mask was wet with tears and sweat. He couldn’t take it anymore, he absolutely NEEDED to cum.

After the mission he proceeded to give you the most worst punishment in the whole wide world..

NO SEX FOR A WEEK (obviously he broke his own rule cuz you’re just so unrinstable) 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

KÖNIG

There König was, moaning his fucking ass off. He was so loud you worried that your neighbors would not be able to get any sleep that night.

But this was your idea, so you had to stick with it. You bounced on top of König like his dick was the last you’d ever have.

“anG~! CaNt taKe muCh mOre!!” König screamed as he tried jerking his hips up more, trying to get himself to cum.

But then just as he was about to cum, you pulled him out. You then heard little sniffles coming from in front of you.

You looked up to see it was König crying :(. You freaked out a bit and tried comforting him the best you could, you consoled him, you gave him kisses on the cheek and forehead.

Turns out he was really looking forward to cumming inside you:(((.

So you let him cum inside you and then you two cuddled <3333

SOAP (OMFG I MISSED SOAP IM SO SORRY MALE SOAP LOVERS)

“Y/n! This is way too risky!” Soap whispered as he tried to hold back a groan, “it’s fine, plus, it’s just a little risk~”.

You teased the tip of soap’s cock, rubbing your thumb across the slit. Soap let out a small “oh fuck~” as he quickly covered his mouth.

Ghost was sleeping peacefully a foot across from both of you, his loud dad snores being the only thing heard inside their tent.

You felt soap’s cock twitch in your hand, you knew his release was coming but you decided to be a dick and directly put your thumb over his tip.

“What the fuck y/n! I was about to cum!!” Soap whined as silently as he could, “haha, I know~ that’s why I did it”

After a few minutes you let him cum.

He then fucked you as hard as he could, making sure you kept quiet while he was doing so >;) !!

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I hope this wasn’t too shitty

Some of this I wrote when I sleepy and I barely proofread anything i make so..

Yea i hoped you all liked it:)))

IM SO SORRY JDJDKANSD I DIDNT REALIZE I FORGOT MY SOAPY POOKIE BEAR PLS DONT BE MAD AT ME SOAP FANS

[astars-things]

a request for y/n hughes x lando

i jsut read the blurb where jack calls her clingy, maybe we can get an apology form jack, and maybe jack said that because he’s been missing his twin a bunch and been moping around lately and one of his teammates called him clingy as a joke but jack didn’t take it that way

Part 1 -> here

"God, Y/N, why are you so clingy?" Jack's words echoed in my mind. I couldn't understand why he would say such a thing, why he would dismiss my need for emotional support.

I woke up to Lando shaking me awake because I accidentally slept in after the night I had, I just needed sleep i went to the bathroom and that's when I saw my puffy eyes, i quickly washed my face and went to go eat the yogurt and berries lando had prepared for me 

lando came up behind me and gave me a kiss on the head telling me everything was going to be okay, I sat down in Lando streaming room on his couch he has in there and started editing the photos I needed to edit before posting them on the McLaren Instagram account 

soon a message appeared on my phone jack jack❤️ I'm sorry for last night please call me when you see this 

I ignored it because if he was going to call me clingy then I was going to give him the space he much deserved,  I went about my day as normal as soon as Lando finished his stream we went and had a movie day in our shared room 

as I was laying in Lando's arms I felt my phone ding again Jack Jack ❤️ Y/n I'm sorry please text me back please. 

I turned to Lando, showing him the apology text from Jack. "babe it's up to you if you want to text him back, and if you want to keep ignoring him then you can" Lando spoke gently to me giving me a kiss on the lips 

I gathered all the courage I could and called Jack, then the phone didn't ring for that long when Jack answered "Omg y/n I didn't think you would ever talk to me again" he rushed out but it was clear in his voice that he had been crying 

"Yeah, well you fucked up big time so do you want to explain or just sweep in under the carpet" I spoke with hurt and anger lacing my voice 

"I know I know What I said yesterday was completely out of line. I shouldn't have called you clingy. I was... I was just frustrated, and I took it out on you. I'm sorry." He cried 

"yeah well sorry doesn't always fix shit and this time you really fucked up and I just want space from you right now" I spoke with pure anger and with that I hung up on Jack and just cuddle with Lando and just cried 

[adams-angels]

can you do a story where Adam is drunk and he vents to you about how Lilith and Eve left for Lucifer and you end up cuddling? (not dating btw, just friends)

Oops I made I'm pathetic again lol ����

💖 Please send me requests! Send me your own headcanons! I will draw! I'm obsessed rn!💖

Vent

It was late... Really late... You were sound asleep when there was a thump at your door. And then another. And then more. You groaned yourself awake, slipping out of bed. You put your robe on as you make your way to the front door. You rub your eyes as you open the door to see Adam. Very intoxicated, hold either side of the door frame to keep himself upright. "Okay." You sighed. "Took you long enough, bItch." You slurred his words. You pinched the bridge of your nose before moving your hand up, running it through your hair. "What is it this time, Adam?" This was unfortunately a common occurrence. Adam wood come to your apartment drunk rant about work, the seraphim, the women who'd reject him, Lute basically anything that pissed him off that day. You wouldn't mind so much if he wasnt drunk! He'd always try and get it off with you, but you didn't like him like that and you're pretty he didn't like you like that either. It was tiring.

He stared at you. His eyes half lidded. A scowl covered his face. "Do you know how hard it is to be me?" "Here we go." You think. You keep your face expressionless. Not that he'd notice you rolling your eyes anyway. You step aside for him to enter your apartment and he stumbles in towards your couch. He dumps himself on to it with such force you could of sworn you heard a crack.

"like, you think I have it easy?!" He scoffs. "Well, I do.. BUT, I didn't!" You walk over to the couch and sit on the coffee table so your facing Adam. "I had Lilith, right. And she was beautiful, oh my god stunning! But the FUCKING BITCH LEFT ME! FUCKING, ME! FIR SOME FUCKIN' SHORT ASS MOTHER FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT ANGEL!!?! What?! What was it about him, huh? His wings???" He continued. "What? I'm too fuCKIN TALL FOR YOU BABE!!" He yelled into the void, like he was screaming at Lilith.

You couldn't believe it. He was talking about Lilith. Never had he mentioned her. Ever since you met him he never once spoke about his ex wife's. Did something happen? Why is this all coming out? You didn't get a chance to speak, although you never really did when he vents.

"I gOt wiiiinnggggs now!!! AM I STILL NOT-" He stopped himself. "AUGH!" His hands went for his mask, he took it off and stared at the face of it. "And then Eve.... Not as hot as Lilith but a good replacement I guess. And she.. did left me too... For him." He sighed. "Well... Basically... He already took one." His eyes meet yours. "Why did he need her too?" He asked you, he was asking questions that he new you didn't have the answers for. "Why did they leave me, Y/N? What is it about me that's so fuckin insufferable that they left?" His voice waivered. "Why didn't they love me?"

That was it you dived into his arms, holding him closely as he started weeping into the crook of your neck. "Why does no one love me?" He sobbed. "Oh, Adam. You are loved. By so many people." His arms wrapped around you, his clawed at the back of your robe as he continued to cry.

You moved yourself to sit beside him as he continued to cry, you make sure to keep your arms around him. "Why him? What makes him so special?" He continued, he was now cuddled into your chest as he vented. "Everyone just thinks I'm okay, but I'm not. I'm not fucking okay!" He would rant between his sobs. You ran your fingers through his hair eventually he fell asleep on your lap. There was no way you could move, so you accepted your fate a tried finding a comfortable position to sleep in.

When you woke up you saw Adam trying to sneak out. With your snacks. His stares at you like a deer in headlights. "Uh... What are you doing?" You ask. "What's it fuckin look like, bitch? Bye!" He practically ran out of you apartment not saying another word.

～⁠♡✧⁠｡ I really hope you enjoyed! I'm not a writer by any means but I appreciate any support I receive so thank you for reading! ｡✧⁠♡～⁠

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

CW: Pain... when it sucks, it really sucks hard. (my life)

Today N. came home. After 3 months abroad, he was back with me/us. However, N. was a little disappointed. Our Baby didn’t feel comfortable with him. He didn’t see him for 3 months. He was a stranger to our son. But later in the evening, when we were in bed together, our little one seemed to slowly understand, that Nico belongs to us. He didn’t cry anymore when N. tried to hug or hold him. He even seemed to enjoy it a bit. ❤️

Nico: I missed you both sm. I was hoping he’d remember me.😟

Me: You have to give him some time. He was only one day old when you left. And look at him, he likes you.

Nico: He’s quiet now because you’re holding him.

Me: But something about you seems to make him curious? He’s already tired. I can tell by his eyes. Still he struggles to stay awake. He doesn’t want to fall asleep. He looks at you all the time, N.

Nico: And he won’t let go of my hand. He pulls really hard like.. he’s fighting with me. 😄 He wants me out of here, huh?

Me: Let's put him between us. 🥰

Nico: Why is he sleeping here with you in our bed?

Me: He got used to it. He screamed & cried a lot. It was easier for me to have him next to me, to calm him down or feed him.

Nico: Yea, I know. You told me. But now that he’s fine, he should learn to sleep in his own bed, babe.

Me: He’s only 3 months old!! And I still have to feed our son every 3 hours.

Nico: I’ll get up for you. I go to his bed and give him the bottle.

Me: Is he bothering you?

Nico: What about fucking? I mean, he doesn’t bother me. He’s just a Baby. He doesn’t get it anyway. But I know, you! I doubt you’ll sleep with me, as long as our Baby is lying next to us in the same bed.

Me: Maybe that’s why he doesn’t like you?🤨 ...No, I’m just kidding. Um, well! I-... Idk? It's gonna work out somehow. But tbh... here, at my parent's, it's-.... Agh, I’m afraid someone might catch us or something. Yk? I can’t even close my door! Let’s stay in the house tomorrow night. There we have at least a little more privacy.

Nico: You had a fight with your parents? We used to have sex in your room, so why not now?

Me: It was a bit tense between me and my Mom. I just don’t want to hear anymore that I’m a bad mom.😞

Nico: Did she say that to you?😠

Me: She didn't really say it, buttt I always feel like I’m doing something wrong. She said I didn’t care about Lucas. This hurt me a lot. Anyway.

Nico: I gotta get you out of here.

The next morning I woke up with a severe headache. The pain was unbearable. I knew that pain. I’ve had this kind of headache in the past. That’s why I became hooked. I had to take very strong painkillers, opiates, because nothing else helped me. And now it was back. Why the hell? I really didn’t have the strength and nerves to deal with this kind of pain, NOW. 😭😫

I got up and went to the bathroom. This pain almost drove me crazy. I was afraid I’d be as bad as I was then, in the past.

I sat down on the floor in the shower. I tried to get through it somehow. Usually, the headache stopped after an hour.

And yes, I got a bit better. That moment Nico came to me. He just woke up.

Me: Did you leave Lucas alone?

Nico: No, ofc not! I took him down to your Mom. I thought you were there too. What-

Me: Nothing! I- I’m fine. I had a bad headache.

Nico: That’s why you’re sitting.... naked in the shower? 🤨🙂

Me: Yes, exactly. When I have this severe headache, sometimes I do things that don’t make sense. Yk? Out of desperation to survive the pain somehow.

Nico: And has it helped?

Me: No, nothing helps, but I still try, because, as I said, I’m desperate and can hardly stand it.

Nico: I love you, babe. So much. 😟

Me: Love you too. 😳

A day later I had to go to the hospital. I passed out, because I couldn’t stand the pain anymore. The docs suspected that it had something to do with the c-section anesthesia? However, it was nothing serious but the pain... didn’t go away. Just as then. 😫

Previous/Next

[minieverse]

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pairing: idol!jeongin x fem!reader

genre: angst (with good ending)

warnings: stress, anxiety, reader gets hurt by words, cursing, crying

~Jeongin gets stressed with work and takes it out on you by mistake~

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Reader

It was currently 2:15am and i was still waiting for Jeongin to come back home from his dance practice and vocal lessons. I know their new album will drop soon and they all get anxious but he’s overdoing it I don’t even know if he grabbed anything to eat before he left

I’ve been trying to call him for the past 2 hours but he never answers but he has seen my texts which is weird, he always answers he hates leaving me on seen. All i want is for him to get home and eat properly, he’s beating himself up with all these practices from 2pm to God knows when

I’ll just watch a movie and wait for him

Jeongin

10+ missed calls from “y/n💕”

Helloooo!? 1:10am

Babe where are you? 1:30am

7 missed calls from “y/n💕”

You are reading my text why are you not answering? 2:00am

Jeongin where the fuck are you 2:15am

It’s 2:40 and i’m driving home, i couldn’t get the choreography right and it was frustrating, what is more frustrating is that i can’t concentrate with my phone blowing up

I kept making mistakes and now i have to practice on my day off

she’s calling again

“oh for fucks sake” i whisper to myself and answer the phone “where the fuck have you been Jeongin!” “stop yelling okay i was in practice” i try to calm her down, i’m way too tired for this “in this hour?” i sigh and rub my eyes with my hand “yes y/n i have work to do okay, i have shit to practice for” keeping calm is way harder than it looks “you better be here in 5” she yells and hangs up, i put my phone on my pocket and start driving back home

Reader

As soon as i hanged up the phone i went to the kitchen to get a glass of water to calm down

The door unlocks and his tired figure walks in to our apartment taking of his shoes and placing his back on the ground, he doesn’t look at me at all and just walks at our shared bedroom, i rub my face and follow him “care to tell me why are you this late?” i ask him calmly “for the thousand time, i was practicing is it that hard to understand?” he looks at me, his eyes piercing my skin “Jeongin it’s 3am you can’t be practicing until-” “for Gods sake shut up, i’m working okay im doing my job can you stop being so damn annoying? i can’t fucking concentrate when you blowing up my phone like that i keep making mistakes and now i have to work more” he yells at me, he hasn’t yelled at me before always keeping his cool and being calm, there is silence for a few seconds, the phrase “can you stop being so annoying?” echoing in my mind “okay i- im sorry i’ll leave you alone” i say as i grab my pillow and walk to the guest room to lay down

I’ve always been called annoying because i care too much, Jeongin knows that and i thought i was over it until i heard him saying it it kind of broke my heart. Silence filled the dark apartment, the only sound of life was me turning around trying to get comfortable but that was impossible, i can’t sleep without him and after that fight

I got up to grab a snack when Jeongin exit our room “hey” he said quietly walking towards me “hi” i answered trying to avoid his eyes “look i’m sorr-” “i think you’re right i’ve being annoying you i’ll leave you alone to think and get your job done” i say and quickly walk to the guest room

Sleeping was hard but i managed to rest, by the time i woke up Jeongin was already gone so it gave me time to make myself breakfast and take some of my stuff to the guest room, since his program was unstable i didn’t know when he was coming back so i took a shower trying to get the thoughts out of my head. The time passed so slowly with me trying to force myself to be busy so i don’t get into my thoughts that i had to make lunch, i don’t work these days since it’s summer holidays so i take charge of the house, i finished with cooking but i lost my appetite knowing that he can live without talking to me so i just locked myself in the guest room crying myself to sleep again.

Jeongin

It was 3:30pm and i was packing up from practice, my phone all dry, i kept checking hoping i’d see her name pop up on the screen but nothing, i know i asked for this and it’s my fault but i can’t bare it, i almost started to cry until Lee know hyung came over me “what’s wrong? you look upset” he questioned sitting down next to me “it’s just problems in my relationship i’ll be okay” i answer trying to control my trembling voice and teary eyes “cmon i know you better than that, it’s okay to let your feeling out” he looked at me and i lowered my head, it was getting harder to control my tears until i burst.

I started crying uncontrollably in my hands while Lee know was rubbing my back “everything is okay let it all out and tell me what’s wrong” he said trying to calm me down, after a few minutes there were just sniffles echoing in the practice room “i called her annoying hyung, the person i love the most, i hurt her, i could see it in her eyes i fucked up” i said trying not to cry again and he sighed “Jeongin yes you did probably hurt her but you can fix it, i know you can do grab your things calm down and go fix it hm?” he told me with a serious look “y-yes i’m going” i wiped my tears thanked him and run to my car to drive home

When i walked inside there was no sign of life, i saw food prepared and it made me even more guilty, i kicked off my shoes and walked to our shared bedroom hoping to see her there and apologise but there was no one there, some of her stuff were gone. I got worried and searched the whole apartment until i found her in the guest room sleeping, i sighed in relief and sat next to her sleeping body

“I’m really sorry for what i said” i stated of my apology “i hope you know that i didn’t mean it, i was stressed and i let it out on you i-” i took a deep breath trying not to cry “i shouldn’t have yelled or called you annoying in any case because i love you and all you do is love and care for me” my voice trembling again and tears staining my cheeks “i love you so much and i promise to never do that again, and i’m also gonna say this after you wake up but” i pose for a second and kiss her forehead “i want you to know that i’m sorry” i wipe my tears and get up

Reader

“don’t leave” i say calmly while looking at him turning around “y- you were awake?” he asked wiping more tears “well you were running around in the apartment like a maniac” i chuckled “oh i’m sorry” he smiled weakly “ i know that you were stressed and that you didn’t mean it it just hurt” i get up and walk towards him “i’m sorry” he hugs me tight, God i missed this, as he pulls away i kiss him passionately, i can feel his smile in the kiss.

“So wanna go grab ice cream!?” he asks “what kind of question is that of course i want!” i grab my phone and run to put my shoes on

everything can be fixed, even the worst situations but both sides really have to put effort

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I haven’t posted in a while sorry!!🦊Thank you for all the support angels🤍

[liaarxse]

Get off damn it!

Headcanons

TR characters cuddling with you after a fight

Characters: The Kawata twins (separately), Matsuno Chifuyu, Manjiro Sano

Warnings: None, crack

A/n: This freeky AI bot is giving me way too many ideas.

Souya Kawata

Let's get straight to the point, you know it, he knows it, y'all cuddling after a fight ASAP

Not even a fight, even if it was just a meeting

Y'all cuddling ok? Ok.

He's usually pretty riled up after a fight and has more energy

Tells you all the drama bitch

Literally get out your notepad now

Maybe he let a tear fall here and there, but that's about it

But oh

Ohhh

OHOHOHOHOOOO

God forbid he straight up cries like in that one manga chapter (I can't remember which one it was)

Pray

Even if you don't pray, pray

Even if you are a Satanist, pray

Even if you're a God or a Devil, pray

You and Nahoya both know the shit that's about to go lose

Just stay put and wait for him

He comes to your place as if in a matter of seconds, changing and throwing himself onto you, breaking down

Well, shit.

He's cursing them out, saying how he beat their ass and would do it again, while crying

How?

Idk

Don't ask me they ain't real

But show this boy some love. He deserves it. Caress his scalp, play with his hair, place tender kisses on his face, and just hold him for a bit longer

He'll return the favor as soon as possible.

Nahoya Kawata

Ah, fuck, not again

He gets into a fight every single day

And always comes to your place so you can fix him up

"Hey baby."

"Nahoya your face is literally deformed what the fuck."

Just fix him

Not because he deserves it but because he's annoying as shit and won't leave you alone

Once, he broke your window and crawed into your room at 4 in the morning to tend his wounds

He paid for your therapy sessions dw

Since he's 24/7 injured, he always smells like blood

Like, ew?

Once he came by after a nasty fight all injured and blooded up

You gagged

LMAOOOOO

"Fuck you."

"Sure."

🤡

He always throws his bloody ass on your new sheets, and you go BERSERK

You once hit him in the head cough Deja Vu cough with a broom because he ruined your sheets

He smirked at that comment

You kicked him outside

He crawled back in and trapped you in a hug

That lasted all night

"Nahoya let go I need to pee."

"Bitch hold it in."

He loves you, i swear

Matsuno Chifuyu

Blooded your sheets on accident

Don't be mad please

Here, pet Peke J

You mad?

You don't get to pet Peke J

Loser\j

In all honesty, he's reckless.

Every. Fucking. Time. He comes by the next day you're restocking on aid supplies.

Stg he better start paying up

Once called you in the middle of a fight with his nose bleeding and a few bruises on his face

"I'm coming over later, babe!"

"MATSUNO HOLY SHI—"

He hung up

Your ass went CRAZY before he came knocking on your door

He was injured

A lot

Really

Is he half dead?

Will he make it through the night?

Will—

Hey he brought Peke J!

Everything Is fine

He cleaned up before cuddling with you but still managed to dirty your sheets

"You're lucky my son is here."

"That's my son, pussy."

Y'all love Peke J more than your relationship/j

He changed your sheets and went back to cuddling you

If needed he'll buy new ones

Baby boy, baby 🫶

Manjiro Sano

Bfr, you woke up, and your boyfriend was sleeping right next to you, beaten up

You screamed

He screamed

You threw a book at him

He got a concussion

Great, more blood

"Damn it Manjiro I just bought these sheets!"

"Are you insane?"

Maybe lol

After leaving the room you still felt the smell of blood.

Looking down you saw your favourite pj smeared with droplets of blood from none other than MIKEY

He had cuddled you while you slept personally in blooded clothes

You chased him with a pan

Seven AM the usual morning line-up

Start on the chores and sweep till the floor's all cleEeeeeEN

Imagine Mikey as Rapunzel though

Them dark impulses gon kick in hard up inside that tower

Give him love too, please, #helptakemichiwiththesemessedupbastards