#brett carlisle

[rebelwhump]

Bathtub: Part 2

Part 1

CW: emeto

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“Jazz, what’s…oh shit!” Alice exclaimed, throwing the door open and stepping inside. “Are you okay? What the fuck happened?” 

Alice couldn’t answer, too distraught and embarrassed about what had just transpired. Her face was wet with tears as she stopped gagging and started to sob. 

“Hey, you’re alright. I’m gonna help you, okay?” Alice knelt down next to the tub, careful to avoid the puddle of sick that had sloshed over the edge. 

Jasmine brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. “I…w-want my…want b-brett.”

“I know, babes. Let’s get you out of the tub,” Alice said, looking down at the yellowish vomit floating on the water's surface. “Uh, can you open the drain? Then we can rinse you off.” Although puke didn’t really bother her, she would rather avoid having to stick her arm in that water. 

“M’sorry. This is s-so gross,” Jasmine cried while submerging her hand to search for the drain and pulled the plug. Slowly, the water receded, leaving chunks of vomit that were too big to fit down the drain. Alice grimaced.

“It’s fine,” she said - not denying the fact that it was, indeed, gross - “Let’s just get you out and dressed.” She helped her friend stand in the tub while turning on the shower head to rinse her off. Being roommates for years, they had seen each other naked or in various states of undress before, but this was a particularly vulnerable moment. Alice averted her eyes as much as possible to allow her some semblance of privacy. 

A sudden gag brought Alice’s sky blue eyes back up to meet Jasmine’s rich dark brown ones. They conveyed an overwhelming sense of fear and humiliation. Jasmine slapped a hand over her mouth, muffling a thick belch. 

“Don’t fight it. You’re already in the tub, might as well let it out.” Alice could see her struggling to hold it in. A strong thump on her back had Jasmine burping up a stream of vomit into the bath. She struggled to catch her breath, more tears streaming down her face. “You good?”

Although she wasn’t sure she was completely empty, she let Alice wrap her in a turquoise towel and guide her out of the tub to sit on the lid of the toilet. “I wanna die,” she whimpered, hugging her tender tummy.

Limp as a rag doll, Alice struggled to help her friend dress and comb her unnaturally long hair. They stumbled into Jasmine's bedroom together, as she was too dizzy to make the walk there unassisted. She collapsed onto the bed, now wearing a pair of loose fitting blue sweats and a thin white t-shirt. Curling up, she grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her middle.

“My tummy hurts and I feel so sick and I just want Brett, but he won’t text me back because I’m a terrible girlfriend and I’m too much and…” 

“Woah, slow down there,” Alice interrupted. Her friend was spiraling, and she cringed at how pitiful she sounded. “Look, I’ll call your boy toy, okay? Just lay here and try not to puke again.” 

Out in the living room, Alice pulled out Jasmine’s phone and scrolled through her contacts before coming across Brett’s name with a bunch of heart emojis after it. It rang and rang before going to voicemail, which was full. She tried calling again and finally someone answered the phone. 

“Hello?” The voice was deep and smooth. 

“Brett? This is Alice, Jasmine's roommate.”

“Brett’s not able to come to the phone right now. I’m his brother, Paul.” 

Why the fuck was his brother answering his phone? Alice thought. “Do you normally go around answering other people's phones?”

 “What do you…” she cut him off. 

“Nevermind. Look, I need to speak with Brett. It’s about his girlfriend. She’s really sick.”

“If it’s a stomach bug, she most likely caught it from my brother. He’s been laid up for days and just fell asleep…I’m actually in the middle of something, but I’ll tell him you called when he wakes up,” Paul said before promptly ending the call.

Alice scoffed and headed back into the bedroom. Jasmine was still curled up with a pillow, sniffling pitifully. “Looks like your boyfriend was patient zero. Sounds like he’s not gonna be able to come over Jazz. I’m sorry.”

Jasmine lifted her head, eyes wide. “You talked to him?

“No, his brother. What a dick,” she exclaimed.

“Paul?” She sounded surprised. “He’s always been nice to me.” A burp slipped past her lips and she grimaced at the sour taste that lingered on her tongue. 

“Yeah, well, he said Brett’s asleep but that he’d let him know we called.” Alice went about setting up the room to get Jasmine ready for the night. She replaced the half-full plastic bag that lined the small waste bin, setting it next to the bed. A bottle of aspirin and a glass of water were put within reach on the nightstand. “Need anything else?”

“No,” Jasmine whispered, her voice hoarse from puking. Alice rubbed her arm before heading back out into the living room, leaving the door open a crack in case she called for her. 

The night was pretty uneventful after that - Jasmine slept while Alice played Horizon Zero Dawn on her PlayStation. Until around 1am, when there was a knock at the door. Alice looked through the peephole to find Brett standing on the other side. She opened the door to reveal a disheveled man with a head of messy brown curls, wearing Nike shorts and a pair of black slides. 

“Where is she?” Brett said urgently, pushing his way past Alice in the doorway. 

“Come on in, why don’t you.” She rolled her eyes. “Jazz is sleeping. Which is what I thought you were doing? You look like you could use it.”

Brett stumbled into the kitchen, waving Alice off. “I’m fine. How is she?” A part of her was jealous that her friend had someone who cared for her enough to show up in the middle of the night, clearly still sick himself, just to check on his girlfriend. 

“After pulling an exorcist in the bathtub, I got her into bed and she knocked the fuck out shortly after,” Alice explained, pulling out a chair from their dining room table. “Here. Sit down before you keel over. You look like shit.”

“Gee, thanks,” Brett rolled his eyes, but followed her suggestion and sat down anyway. He was still feeling drained and a little woozy from his own bout with the stomach flu. 

A glass of water was pushed into his hand, urging him to drink. He definitely needed it. He was so dehydrated after being unable to keep down fluids for over a day. Brett greedily slurped it down before letting out a relieved sigh. Alice raised an eyebrow and refilled the glass for him, but he suddenly realized that all that water was sitting quite heavily in his belly. He rubbed his stomach and let out a small wet burp. 

“You okay?” Alice asked. In response, Brett nodded but kept his mouth closed as he swallowed down another burp. The thought of grabbing a bowl or trash can crossed Alice’s mind, but was quickly dismissed when they heard retching coming from the other room. 

The two of them appeared in the doorway to find Jasmine’s shadowed figure hunched over the bin that was now on the bed, between her legs. Alice turned on her bedside lamp while Brett crawled onto the mattress and held the hair back from his girlfriend's face while she continued to heave. When Jasmine finally opened her eyes, her mouth dropped at the sight of her partner in bed with her. 

“W-what are you doing here?” She asked weakly, arms still wrapped around the small trash can filled with vomit. 

“My brother told me you were sick. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner, baby,” he replied, gently rubbing her back. Tears filled her eyes as she nuzzled up to him, burying her face in his neck. Alice was quick to grab the sick bin before she knocked it over and went to the bathroom to replace the plastic bag liner. 

“I-I t-thought you were m-mad at m-me,” Jasmine sobbed into his shoulder. His heart broke at her confession.

“Oh babe, no. I’m not mad at you. Not at all!” Brett assured her. 

“But y-you didn’t an-answer my texts.” She muffled a sickly little burp into his now damp shirt. 

“I’m so so sorry. I’ve been really sick, baby. The last couple days have been a total blur.” He continued to rub her back while she curled up in his lap. “I’m gonna…make it up to you though,” he paused, swallowing hard. There was a lump in his throat and the water he slurped down was sloshing uncomfortably in his belly. Jasmine’s ear was pressed to his tummy and she could hear the upset gurgles and whines.

“Are you okay?” She asked nervously, sitting up to get a good look at her boyfriend's face. He was pale and a little shaky, his lips pressed together in a thin line. He swallowed convulsively, throat bobbing, before moving quickly off the bed and out of the room. He barely made it to the bathroom before the water came rushing up and he dove for the sink. 

Alice was still in the bathroom, cleaning out the waste bin in the tub after discovering an unfortunate hole in the plastic bag. “What the fuck!?” Brett was panting over the sink, one hand bracing himself on the counter, while the other was clutching his stomach.

“Oh god…m’ sorry,” he mumbled as he wiped his chin with his sleeve. Alice walked over and placed a hand on his back, waiting for him to finish.

“Alright, let’s get you back to bed with the other sickie.” She escorted him back to the room and he crawled into bed next to his girlfriend who was sitting up with a worried expression on her face. 

“I’m fine, babe. I guess my stomach’s still a little sensitive,” he explained while gently patting his tummy. “Sorry.” Brett’s eyes were apologetic. He felt bad because he went there with the intention of taking care of his girlfriend and ended up getting sick himself. He knew how she reacted to puking and he was scared that he’d trigger a panic attack. However, she surprised him by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek.

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” Jasmine said softly. They melted into each other's touch, getting comfortable on the bed. 

Alice brought in another trash can and glass of water to set on Brett’s side of the bed. “You two get some rest. Just holler if you need me…and try not to puke on anything.” 

Brett rolled his eyes and Jasmine’s already flushed cheeks deepened in color. “How’s your tummy?” He asked.

“Uhm…not so good,” she replied sheepishly. 

“Would you like me to rub it?” Jasmine froze at the thought of him touching her stomach when it was this upset. It made her uncomfortable, but she also desperately wanted relief from the crampy sensation in her gut. Deciding to let him comfort her, she nodded and he reached his hand under her top to palm her bloated belly. Gently, he began massaging her upper abdomen, slowly moving down past her belly button. “Is this okay?”

“Ye-URRP.” She was cut off by a loud belch that was dislodged when he pressed on a pocket of gas in her tummy. Smothering her face into his thigh, she let out a whine. “Oh my god. I’m sorry. That’s so gross.”  

Brett chuckled and ran his fingers through her shiny black hair. “Baby, don’t worry about it. You’re never gross. Do you feel better now?”

“Yeah, a little,” she admitted, feeling slightly less bloated. 

“Good.” He continued with the belly rub, coaxing up a couple more burps, and once again, Jasmine hid her face in embarrassment. They stayed like that for almost an hour until Jasmine’s eyelids grew heavy and she relaxed enough to fall asleep. Shortly after, Brett did too, his arms still wrapped around her small frame. 

[mariocki]

Disraeli: Mary Anne (1.2, ATV, 1978)

"You know, for years, I couldn't stand the sight of you. Cos of your - your rings and your perfumes and your fancy way of dressing. D'you have to be such a cursed dandy?"

"A dandy is not a mere clothes horse. To be a true dandy is to be self-disciplined, detached, even spiritual. It is also a gesture of individuality and a mask, behind which the sneers of the world cannot reach."

"Well, maybe you needed something to hide behind once but... hang it, that's why some of the others still distrust you. They expect their leading statesmen to look the part. Not like some Italian dancing master, what?"

[bbutterflies]

thanks for the tag @carpetbug!! 💕

shuffle your repeat playlist ten times

1) After - MUNA

2) Blame Brett - The Beaches

3) Casual - Chappell Roan

4) ceilings - Lizzie McAlpine

5) De Selby (Part 2) - Hozier

6) Damage Gets Done - Hozier ft Brandi Carlisle

7) My Kink Is Karma - Chappell Roan

8) After Midnight - Chappell Roan

9) Shower Beer - The Beaches

10) Deny Me - Grace Gardner

I’ll tag @mostmagical @beatrice1979a @girlstressed 🥰🥰

[rosaalee]

Carlisle Cullen portrayed by Brett Tucker

[ausssbutlershortstories]

Hmm let’s give you a break from the talk of Kaia! What are 15 songs on your playlist that you like to play on repeat ?

Ahhh my time to shine..music is therapeutic !💕💕🥰 I love getting stuff like this

Cinderella Man-Eminem

In Case You Didn’t Know- Brett Young

Always Be My Baby- Mariah Carey

Dance With My Father - Luther Van Dross

Angel of Mine-Jac Ross

You Make it Easy- Jason Aldean

Butterfly Kisses-Bob Carlisle

Teach Me- Musliq SoulChild

Just A Man-SoMo

Trenches -Tauren Wells

From the Ground Up- Dan +Shay

I Can Only Imagine-Mercy Me

With You-Chris Brown

Coming In Hot-Hollywood Undead

Espresso-Sabrina Carpenter

Waited a little to answer this I had to go to my library and really see lol All these are ones I recently listened too that somehow represented a mood I was in or are on my work out playlist lol

[alexyskinnerstories]

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And many more just ask if I know the fandom

[bbygirlky18]

Ships Updated!!!!

Here are the ships for my fanfic Mami's Breakthrough. You'll meet the main character in the ship list so be prepared. I'll use the wrestler's real name. You'll see repeated names so don't get spooked. Let's get into it.

Demi (Rhea) & Gretchen (Eliora)

Stephanie (Stephanie) & Paul (Hunter)

Jonathan (Jimmy) & Trinity ( Naomi)

Fergal (Finn) & Masami (Iyo)

Dominik (Dominik) & Gionna (Liv)

Luis (Damian) & Elizabeth (Beth)

Bianca (Bianca) & Carlisle (Luigi)

Joseph (Erick) & Victoria (Lilou)

Rebecca (Becky) & Ulysses (Ron)

Natalya (Natalya) & Jeremy (Elijah)

Maryse (Maryse) & Richard (Jules/m)

Cheree (Dakota) & James (Jackson)

Theresa (Zoey) & Leon (Brett)

Brianna (Cora) & Dexter (Mustafa)

Logan (Logan) & Donna (Stephanie)

Randall (Randy) & Conner (Brian)

Keith (Keith) & Lucas “Luke” (Mick)

Sydney (Maxxine) & Jessica (Gilda)

Brittany (Britt) & Carmen (Lola)

Milena (Rosa) & Taylor (Lilou)

Ashley (Shotzi) & Gisele (Rhonda)

Allyssa (Kayden) & Spencer (Gabriel)

Aoife (Lyra) & Dominic ���Dom” (Roddy)

William (Christian) & Emilio (Kevin)

Trevor (Ricochet) & Rosalie (Anastasia)

Macey (Lacey) & Sebastian (Grayson)

Sarah (Valhalla) & Jasper (Riley/ m)

Elizabeth (Scarlett) & Luke (Vince)

Stephanie (Mia) & Enrique (Dash)

Ron (R-Truth) & Angela (Asahi)

Shayna (Shayna) & Kate (Mia)

Simone (Ava/Ava Raine) & Sammy (Itsuki)

Layla (Layla) & Dion (Gabriel)

Catherine (Cathy) & Titus (Aiden)

Michael (Shawn) & Mick (Nathan)

Kira (Taya) & Suki (Hawk)

Victoria (Raquel) & Velvet (Asahi)

Mark (The Undertaker) & Clarissa (Paige)

Taylor (Jacy) & Theodora (Lilou) 

Windham (Bray) & Austin (Tyler)

Priscilla (Gigi) & Elizabeth (Kanna)

Patricia (Trish) & Eric (Terry)

Eduardo (Eddie) & Renesmée (Riley/ f)

Jeffrey (Jeff) & Edward (Ted)

Kiera (Kiera) & D.J. (Mustafa)

Mercedes (Sasha) & Quil (Jackson)

Steffanie (Tegan) & June (Gayle)

Serena (Serena) & Embry (Luigi)

Ettore (Big E) & Ashley (Emma)

Adam (Edge) & Royal (Roddy)

Amy (Lita) & Charles (Lucas)

Samantha (Samantha) & Becca (Nastya)

Živilė (Aksana) & Jonathan (Logan)

Kristen (Kris) & Gisell (Becky)

Dwayne (The Rock) & Jasmyne (Olivia)

Daria (Sonya) & Lauren (Olga)

Brodie (Luke) & Rob (Rio)

Kevin (Kevin Nash) & Samuel (Wally)

Bryan (Daniel) & Flynn (Mickie)

Catherine (Lana) & Tara (Gilda)

Jake (Jake) & Vixen (Mario)

Amanda (Mandy) & Beth (Christy)

Joseph (Solo) & Eleazar (Chris)

Kenneth (Montez) & Sam (Mantaro)

Celeste (Kaitlyn) & Matthew “Matt) (Jimbo)

Sarona (Tamina) & Luna (Kanna)

JoJo (JoJo) & Arianne (Falcon)

Kacy (Katana) & Paul (Brett)

Nicola (Nikki Cross) & Bronson (Kaito)

Adam (Braun) & Garrett (Gabriel)

Phillip (CM) & Sean (Mickie)

Rena (Sable) & Roman (Grayson)

Anriel (Lash) & Colleen (Dahlia)

Allen (AJ Styles) & Leah (Lilou)

Renee (Renee) & Jason (Ron)

Angela (Zayda) & Tanya (Olivia)

Kia (Kharma) & Lee (Mick)

Kaori (Kairi) & Theo (Brett)

Todd (Ivar) & Riley (Jules/ m)

Danielle (Willow) & Jane (Riley/ f)

Stephen (Sheamus) & Tara (Ember)

Ashley (Dana) & Sue (Emma)

Jazmin (Mercedes) & Bridget (Alexa)

Melina (Melina) & Han (Mustafa)

Franklin (Bobby) & Bree (Lola)

Faith (Nikkita) & Archie (Haruto)

Ronda (Ronda) & Makenna (Kanna)

Pamela (Bayley) & Samantha (Emma)

Gail (Gail) & Vyolette (Kanna)

Colby (Seth) & Leann (Donna)

Skye (Skye) & Alice (Katya)

Karen (Wendy) & Mariana (Nastya) 

Steve (‘Stone Cold�� Steve) & David (Alexander)

KiLynn (KiLynn) & Kirk (Logan)

Austin (Xavier) & Elle (Gilda)

Alexis (Alexa) & Jakob (Lucas)

Adrienne (Athena/Ember) & Esme (Riley/ f)

Matthew (Matt Hardy) & Earnest (Mario)

Stephanie (Nikki Bella) & Bella (Anastasia)

Thea (Zelina Vega) & Deckard “Deck” (Terry)

Glenn (Kane) & Priya (Olga)

Mary (Maria) & Mae (Anastasia)

Jillian (Jillian) & Aro (Shane)

Michelle (Michelle) & Nicole (Katya)

Lisa (Victoria) & McKayla (Nia) 

Mickie (Mickie) & Kate (Stephanie)

Lilián (Lilian) & Esmeralda (Candice)

Leva (Leva) & Clara (Itsuki)

Toni (Toni) & Nicholas (Jimbo)

Gary (Angelo) & Murray (Mario)

Shinsuke (Shinsuke) & Jennifer (Olivia)

Saraya (Paige) & Lauren (Ember)

Karlee (Maxine) & Ashely (Jules/ f)

Cody (Cody) & Jacob (Jack)

Shelly (Ariel) & Aaron “Hotch” (Louis)

Tom (Aleister) & Emily (Sasha)

Carla (Roxanne) & Alec (Ron)

April (AJ Lee) & Sam (Roddy)

Victoria (Alicia) & Marissa (Chyna)

Danielle (Summer) & Kendall (Jack)

Matthew (Matt Riddle) & Tarrence (Nathan)

Jessica (Billie) & Whitney (Beth)

Stacy (Stacy) & Allen (Alexander)

Joan (Chyna) & Sasha (Hawk)

Jonathan (Dean) & Ophelia (Amelia)

Natalie (Eva) & Tatum (Reo)

Jade (Jade) & Jennifer “JJ” (Riley/ f)

Joe (Roman) & Marcel (Roddy)

Oscar (Rey) & Xavier (Shane)

Kimberly (Piper) & Annelise (Mia)

Leah (Carmella) & Rebecca (Gilda)

Torrie (Torrie) & Irina (Emma) 

Tenille (Emma) & Noel (Nathan)

Dori (Ruby) & Rachel (Gayle)

Eve (Eve) & Ettore (Logan)

John (John Morrison) & Brian (Riley/ m)

Andrew (Drew) & Mary (Candice)

Rami (Sami) & Edythe (Chyna)

Katarina (Katie) & Lance (Luigi)

Cassie (Peyton) & Vera (Lilou)

Kofi (Kofi) & Vallie (Becky)

Laura (Allie) & Annissa (Sasha)

Chelsea (Chelsea) & Jess (Zoe)

Joshua (Jey) & Elyssa (Ruby)

Raymond (Erik) & Russ (Kid)

Ashley (Charlotte) & Leticia “Letty” (Lilou)

Deonna (Deonna) & Logan (Wally)

Kanako (Asuka) & Vince (Mario)

Barbara (Kelly Kelly) & Julyanna (Rhonda)

Lina (Nia) & Eleanor (Stephanie)

Brianna (Brie) & Jared (Ted)

John (John Cena) & Jack (Haruto)

Mike (The Miz) & Henry (Jackson)

Debrah (Alundra/Madusa) & Douglas (Ron)

Claudio (Cesaro) & Laurent (Vince)

Ariane (Cameron) & Stephen (Tyler)

Brandi (Eden) & Erica (Stacie)

Kevin (Kevin Owens/KO) & Derek (Luigi)

Jessika (Jessika) & Jesse (Logan)

Candice (Candice) & Anne (Olga)

John (Johnny Gargano) & Ben (Jimmy)

Debra (Debra) & Jessamine (Jules/ f)

Seth (Riley/ m) & Tyler (Aiden)

Rowena (Donna) & Victor (Kid)

Tej (Elijah) & Sullivan (Mustafa)

Penelope (Becky) & Emily (Stacie)

Evangeline (Olga) & Beth (Stephanie) 

Carine (Layla) & Emmett (Wayne)

Alex (Emma) & Jedidiah (Shane)

Gina (Anastasia) & Mia (Nastya) 

Presley (Louis) & Edward (Kaito)

Gabriel (Brett) & Cain (Alexa)

Ramsey (Katya) & Katie (Nia)

Rubie (Emma) & Eloise (Katya)

Mike (Louis) & Cherylyn (Becky)

That's the full ship list. Hope you guys enjoy it.

[2-timesaweek]

MICHAEL LARDIE Says GREAT WHITE Singer BRETT CARLISLE Is 'Really Involved' In Songwriting Process For New Music - BLABBERMOUTH.NET

[wimpydave]

George Lynch Dokken Kiss Of Death Mickey’s Black Box Brett Carlisle New ...

[norteenlinea]

Rock out with legendary Terry Ilous, George Lynch, and Brett Carlisle of All Or Nothing

http://dlvr.it/Sm1hwH

[hungercityhellhound]

All or Nothing

(They are a newer band so there isn't much out there yet but Brett's voice is amazing)

[rebelwhump]

Double Date

This fic introduces my other OC couple, Tessa and Aaron. I hope you like it!

CW: emeto, burping, overeating

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Brett couldn’t wait to introduce Jasmine to his best friend Aaron and his girlfriend, Tessa. Brett had met Aaron Freshman year, when they were assigned as roommates while living in the dorms. They were definitely not fast friends, their relationship started out rather rocky. But after they warmed up to one another, they realized they quite enjoyed each other’s company. Brett met Tessa Sophomore year, when those two started dating, and he had never seen his friend so happy.

The four of them had been trying to plan a double date for over a month, but things kept coming up. Either Tessa ended up having to stay late in the lab, Brett had an impromptu lacrosse practice, or Aaron was sick with another cold. But finally, they were all free this Friday night and decided to meet up at La Cantina, a Mexican restaurant downtown.

“I hope they like me,” Jasmine said, standing in front of the full length mirror while adjusting her tight baby blue dress that was paired under a dark jean jacket.

“Baby, they’ll love you,” Brett said, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He planted light kisses along her neck, down to her shoulder. Jasmine smiled and turned around, opening her lips slightly and pressing them to his, gently probing his mouth with the tip of her tongue. He grabbed her face and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. When they eventually came up for air, Jasmine immediately turned around and started fussing with a few stray hairs that were now out of place.

“You look beautiful,” he cooed, smiling at her in the mirror. “Are you ready to go?”

“Almost,” Jasmine replied, plucking out a tube of lipgloss from her purse and swiping it across her lips a few times. “Okay, now I’m ready.”

***

Jasmine didn’t drink, so she offered to drive from her place. They decided to spend the night at Brett and Paul’s place, since it was closer to the restaurant, so Jasmine packed herself an overnight bag and threw it in the backseat of her red Toyota Camry. It took about thirty minutes to get to their destination, giving Jasmine plenty of time to pump herself up by blasting her Spotify playlist through the speakers.

When they arrived, Aaron and Tessa were already standing inside near the hostess. Brett went up and pulled his buddy into a quick but firm hug before throwing a warm smile over in Tessa’s direction. The woman wasn’t exactly a hugger, unlike Brett, whose love language was physical touch.

“Jasmine, I’d like to introduce you to Aaron and his girlfriend, Tessa. Guys, this is Jasmine,” he proudly announced. Tessa was the first to speak.

“It’s nice to finally meet you,” she said with a grin. “We’ve heard a lot about you.”

“All good things I hope,” Jasmine giggled nervously. “It’s nice to meet you too.”

“Of course,” Aaron chimed in, shoving his hands in his jean pockets. There was a brief awkward pause before he continued, “we should check in. I made reservations for seven.”

“Awesome! Thanks, man. I’ve been looking forward to this all month,” Brett said, grabbing Jasmine's hand and giving it a squeeze as they waited to be seated.

***

Brett was so excited about them all getting together that he got a little carried away with his food and drink orders. First, he ordered a classic margarita that came in a giant pitcher. He picked out four appetizers for the table and two entrees because he couldn’t decide between them. Eyes being bigger than his stomach, he ignored the looks he got from his friends and smiled gleefully.

When the drinks arrived, he poured himself a glass from the pitcher and slurped greedily at the cold alcoholic beverage. Jasmine just gave him the side eye before continuing with the conversation she was having with Tessa about wanting to create her own Etsy shop. The food arrived, plates filling up their table. Of course, Brett was the first to dig in, stuffing his face with a steak burrito. Aaron and Brett bro’d out over the soccer game that was playing on the flatscreen - the only sport Aaron actually enjoyed - while the ladies discussed their favorite college courses and music.

Brett was mindlessly munching on his chicken fajita when an unexpected burp slipped past his lips.

“Oh. Excuse me,” he said, patting his full belly. Something in his gut shifted and sent another gas bubble up his throat. He pressed a first to his mouth to try and muffle the sound. Normally, he wouldn’t apologize or try to hide his burps, but he was in a public place and didn’t want to be rude.

“Bite off more than you could chew?” Tessa joked, eyeing the collection of mostly empty plates in front of him on the table.

“Yeah, I guess,” he admitted. He didn't feel too good all of a sudden. It wasn’t just that his stomach was at capacity - his food and the many margaritas sloshing around in there - he was starting to feel crampy and nauseous. Too distracted by his body’s reaction to all the food he’d stuffed into it, he didn’t notice that his friends were trying to get his attention.

“Everything okay, Brett?” Aaron asked, concern etched on his face. “You got quiet all of a sudden.”

“Hmm? Oh yeah, I’m fine,” he replied as he planted a hand back on his tummy. It was bloated and gurgling something fierce. “Actually, something’s not sitting well. I think I really overdid it.” Tessa snorted and Aaron shot her a look before turning back to study his friend, who looked downright ill. His face was pale, a thin sheen of sweat coated his face, and he noticed that his hand was clutching a swollen stomach.

“Are you okay? Do you need to leave?” He asked, then glanced over at Jasmine, who had been completely silent throughout this whole exchange. She looked panicked and skittish, like a threatened chihuahua, looking for the nearest escape route.

“I’ll be fine,” Brett said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. He didn’t want to cut their date short, especially given the effort it took to get everyone together. However, his stomach betrayed him and sent up another burp. This time, it was thick and wet, coating the back of his throat with an acidic taste. With urgency, he jumped up from his seat. “I’m just gonna use the restroom.”

***

Brett stumbled into the first open stall and leaned over the toilet, burping and spitting over the water. He felt downright lousy and was kicking himself for eating so much. The pressure on his belly from bending over seemed to assist in bringing up whatever was upsetting it so much. A thick wave of vomit spewed from his mouth, splashing violently into the toilet. It burned coming up, and he realized that gorging himself on spicy food probably wasn’t his brightest idea. Another retch brought a second wave of chunky puke, leaving Brett coughing and gasping for air. He heard a familiar voice calling out for him.

“Brett, are you in here?” It was Aaron. He started to reply, but was cut off by a harsh gag and more sick being expelled from his body. “Bud, are you alright?”

“Not really,” he groaned, spitting the sour taste from his mouth. “I feel really sick.”

“Yeah, I can tell,” Aaron sighed. “Let’s get you home. Think you’re finished?”

“I think so,” Brett replied as he grabbed a wad of toilet paper and blew his nose. The sound of the stall door unlocking echoed through the men’s room. Aaron was standing over by the sinks, looking a little queasy himself. Brett knew that his friend had a sensitive stomach, but he felt too bad to be sympathetic at that particular moment. Turning on the faucet, Brett bent down and rinsed his mouth out. Aaron handed him a paper towel to wipe his face before the two headed back out into the restaurant.

***

When they returned to the table, Jasmine was hunched over and biting her nails, while Tessa just looked pissed off.

“We need to get Brett home. He’s not feeling well,” Aaron announced, drawing the attention of the two women. Tessa looked up, her annoyed expression gone and replaced by a concerned one.

“I’ll go ask the server for some plastic bags, just in case you need them for the drive home,” Tessa said, heading towards the kitchen.

“Hey Jasmine, do you wanna bring the car around?” Aaron asked.

“It’s alright, babe. I’m sure these guys can give me a ride home,” Brett cut in. Aaron gave him a confused look. “I don’t wanna puke in your car and cause you to have a panic attack while driving or something.” Jasmine’s cheeks flushed bright pink and he could tell she was embarrassed. Maybe he should have been more discreet.

“Why would she have a panic attack?” Tessa asked, walking back over to them with several plastic takeout bags in hand.

“Oh. Uhm. She has…” he trailed off, not sure if she wanted people to know about her phobia.

“It’s alright, baby,” Jasmine finally spoke. “I’ll go get the car.” Once she was out of earshot, Tessa looked over at the boys.

“What’s her deal?” She asked.

“Tess!” Aaron scolded her and folded his arms across his chest.

“She doesn’t like puke, okay?” Brett answered, clutching his stomach, which had started to cramp up again. He really hoped he could make it home without getting sick again, but it wasn’t looking good.

“No one likes puke,” Tessa scoffed, “but she could at least act like she cared and helped out, instead of just sitting there, staring at the floor.”

“Leave her alone, Tess,” Brett was not in the mood to deal with her attitude, even though he knew it was out of protectiveness. The burbling in his gut was back and he felt the need to burp. Afraid that more than air would come up, he decided to leave the restaurant. “I’m gonna wait outside.” He could hear his friends footsteps behind him, following him out of the entrance. Brett walked a few meters to the left and bent over with his hands on his knees before he spit into the gutter below.

“Shit. You’re really not feeling well, are you?” Tessa said, although it was more of a statement than a question. She came up behind him and rubbed his back for a few minutes until his girlfriend pulled up next to them. “C’mon, let’s get you inside.” Aaron helped him into the front seat while Tessa removed the plastic bags from her purse and set them on Brett’s lap.

“Call us if you need anything,” Tessa said firmly. Brett nodded and Jasmine gave them an uneasy smile before driving off.

***

Brett could tell that Jasmine was trying with everything she had to keep herself together. To keep herself from spiraling into a panic. Here he was, burping and drooling into a bag in the passenger seat of his emetophobic girlfriend’s car. Part of him was worried about how she was doing with all this, but the other part was too sick to care. He just didn’t understand how he got so sick from his dinner. Sure, it was a lot of food, but he’s used to eating a lot to make up for the calories lost during practice. Maybe something was off with one of his dishes?

“H-how are you d-doing?” Jasmine stuttered, knuckles turned white from how tight she gripped the steering wheel.

“Still feel pretty bad,” Brett replied. There was no point in downplaying it or lying when it was so obvious that he was not okay. “You don’t have to spend the night. Paul should be home soon anyways.” Jasmine didn’t respond. The car was silent the rest of the way there, except for the occasional burp.

***

When they pulled up to Brett’s house, Jasmine appeared glued to the driver's seat.

“You okay?” Brett asked.

“I should be asking you that,” she scoffed, her voice cracking slightly. It sounded like she might cry. “I, uh, just remembered that I have this paper due on Monday for my art history class, so I don’t think I’m able to spend the night.”

“Oh, yeah. That’s fine. I didn’t expect you to.” Brett noticed her flinch at those words. Maybe that wasn’t the best way to phrase it. He opened the car door and took the plastic bags with him. “I’ll, uh, talk to you tomorrow?”

“Of course. Feel better,” Jasmine said sweetly, but with what looked like a forced smile. She gave a small wave and waited until he was inside the house before driving off. Brett collapsed on the couch, too exhausted to walk the extra distance to his bedroom. He really hoped his brother would be home soon.

[mariocki]

Disraeli: The Great Game (1.3, ATV, 1978)

"Mary Anne, do not distress yourself; you know that whatever happens, you need never worry."

"I am not thinking about myself, don't you understand? I shall not always be here, my money dies with me. What will you do when I'm gone?"

"I cannot imagine such an empty world."

[nofatclips]

Carlisle Floyd’s Trees on the Mountains as performed by Rhiannon Giddens with Francesco Turrisi on the album There is no Other - Video by William Kaner featuring the Nashville Ballet

[grandvhs]

lista de nomes masculinos que estava no meu bloco de notas e eu só lembrei agora

starting with A ;;

aaron.

adair.

adam.

aiden.

ajax.

alec.

alfie.

allistar.

anderson.

andrew.

andy.

angus.

antonio.

anthony.

archer.

archibald.

archie.

aries.

arlo.

arthur.

ashley.

ashton.

austen.

avery.

axel.

starting with B ;;

bailey.

beau.

beckham.

beckett.

bellamy.

benjamin.

bennett.

bentley.

blade.

blake.

blaine.

blaise.

blue.

bobbie.

bodhi.

brad.

brandon.

braxton.

brayden.

brent.

brett.

brock.

brody.

brooke.

bryson.

starting with C ;;

caleb.

callum.

calvin.

cameron.

carlisle.

carlos.

carson.

carter.

casey.

chad.

chandler.

charlie.

chase.

chaz.

christian.

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cody.

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cole.

cooper.

colton.

connor.

conrad.

corbin.

corey.

starting with D ;;

dakota.

dallas.

damien.

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dante.

darian.

darron.

darryl.

david.

dawson.

declan.

demetri.

dennison.

denver.

derek.

diego.

diesel.

dimitri.

dixon.

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donovan.

drake.

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dustin.

dwayne.

starting with E ;;

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eddy.

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edward.

elijah.

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ellis.

elyas.

ember.

emerson.

emery.

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emmett.

enzo.

eric.

ernie.

ethan.

ethaniel.

evan.

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ezar.

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felton.

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fletcher.

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forest.

francisco.

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fraser.

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freddie.

fredrik.

starting with G ;;

gabe.

gabriel.

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gallagher.

garcia.

gareth.

garrett.

gary.

gavin.

gene.

george.

gerard.

gilbert.

giovanni.

glenn.

gordon.

grady.

graeme.

grant.

greggory.

gregor.

greyson.

griffin.

gus.

guy.

starting with H ;;

hadley.

hale.

haley.

hamilton.

hamish.

hansel.

harley.

harris.

harrison.

harry.

harvey.

haven.

hayes.

heath.

hector.

hendrix.

henrik.

henry.

holton.

howard.

hudson.

hugh.

hugo.

hunter.

hyde.

starting with I ;;

ian.

ibrahim.

icarius.

idris.

igor.

iman.

immanuel.

imran.

indi.

indiana.

indigo.

indra.

inrique.

irwin.

isaak.

isaiah.

isaias.

ishmael.

isobell.

israel.

ivan.

ivey.

ivor.

ivory.

izzy.

starting with J ;;

jack.

jacob.

jagger.

jai.

james.

jamie.

jason.

jaspar.

jaxon.

jaydon.

jed.

jeremy.

jesse.

jett.

joel.

jameson.

jonathon.

jordan.

jose.

joseph.

joshua.

jude.

julian.

junior.

justin.

starting with K ;;

kade.

kai.

kalen.

kameron.

kane.

kasey.

kayden.

keaton.

keegan.

keenan.

kellan.

kendall.

kendrick.

kevin.

khalil.

kian.

kiefer.

kieran.

kingsley.

kingston.

klaus.

kohen.

konrad.

kristoff.

kyle.

starting with L ;;

lachlan.

lamar.

lambert.

lance.

landon.

langston.

lawrence.

lawson.

leeroy.

lennon.

leo.

leonardo.

levi.

lewis.

liam.

lincoln.

lionel.

logan.

lorenzo.

louis.

luca.

lucas.

lucky.

lucis.

luke.

starting with M ;;

mackenzie.

madden.

maddox.

malaki.

malcolm.

manuel.

marco.

marcus.

marley.

marshall.

martin.

mason.

matteo.

matthew.

max.

micah.

michael.

miguel.

mike.

miles.

miller.

milo.

mitchell.

morgan.

moses

starting with N ;;

nadir.

naiser.

nasir.

nate.

nathan.

nathaniel.

naveen.

naydon.

ned.

nico.

neil.

nelson.

nero.

nicholai.

nicholas.

nila.

niles.

nixon.

noah.

noel.

nolan.

norman.

north.

nylan.

nyle.

starting with O ;;

oakley.

ocean.

octavius.

odell.

olaf.

oliver.

ollie.

omar.

omari.

orion.

orlando.

osborn.

oscar.

o’shea.

osten.

oswald.

otis.

otto.

owen.

oxley.

starting with P ;;

pablo.

page.

palmer.

parker.

parrish.

patrick.

paul.

paulo.

pax.

paxton.

payton.

penn.

percy.

perry.

peter.

phineas.

phoenix.

pierce.

pierre.

prescott.

presley.

preston.

prince.

princeton.

puck.

starting with Q ;;

qadim.

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quain.

quenby.

quill.

quimby.

quincy.

quinn.

quinten.

starting with R ;;

randy.

raymond.

reese.

reid.

remy.

reuben.

rhett.

rhys.

richard.

richie.

ricky.

riley.

robert.

robin.

roger.

roman.

romeo.

ronan.

ronnie.

ross.

rowen.

ryan.

ryder.

ryker.

rylan.

starting with S ;;

sage.

sailor.

salem.

samson.

samuel.

sascha.

sawyer.

saxon.

scott.

sean.

sebastian.

seth.

shane.

shiloh.

simon.

sinclair.

skyler.

sonny.

spencer.

stanley.

stefan.

steven.

stevie.

storm.

sullivan.

starting with T ;;

tamir.

tanner.

tate/tait.

tatum.

taylor.

teddy.

theo.

thomas.

timothy.

tobias.

toby.

todd.

tommy.

tory.

trace.

travis.

trent.

trevor.

trey.

tristan.

troye.

tucker.

tyler.

tyrone.

tyson.

starting with U ;;

umair.

umar.

urien.

usama.

starting with V ;;

valentine.

valentino.

vance.

vaughn.

victor.

vincent.

vinn.

vinnie.

vladimir.

starting with W ;;

wade.

walden.

wallace.

walter.

warner.

warren.

warrick.

waylan.

wayne.

wendall.

wes.

wesley.

west.

whitley.

wilbert.

william.

willis.

wilmer.

windsor.

winslow.

winston.

wolf.

wren.

wyatt.

wynter.

starting with X ;;

xachary.

xan.

xander.

xavier.

xeno.

ximen.

xylon.

starting with Y ;;

yahto.

yakub.

yasin.

yasi.

york.

ysrael.

yuri.

yusef.

starting with Z ;;

zachary.

zahir.

zander.

zane.

zavier.

zed.

zeke.

zion.

zolten.

[destinyinthemoonlight]

Wait Up For Me

Summary: After a long day in the ER, Carlisle wants nothing more than to come home and hold you close. It’s way past time that any human would be up but a small part of him hoped to catch you awake. Somehow you always knew when he needed you most.

Carlisle Cullen x Reader (Masterlist)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: talk of child’s death in first paragraph, briefest mention of forgetting to eat, stress

A/N: I was listening to Wait Up For Me by Brett Eldridge earlier today and this hit like a lightning bolt. Carlisle is the love of my life so getting to (in writing) comfort him just warms my heart. All the heart eyes for this man.

Gif credit goes to @icimdekikaranlikk <3

“All I wanna do

is wrap my arms around you

Don’t go to sleep

Wait up for me”

The first thing he noticed when he arrived within hearing distance of his home was the stillness. The shift he just finished has been taxing. The little girl had passed despite his best efforts to save her life and he felt helpless. He was an immortal being; he should have been able to work faster or harder to save her but even his inhuman talents were no use tonight. All he wanted to do was hold you, to bury his face in your neck and wrap his arms around your warm body. He knew you would probably be fast asleep but his undead heart silently prayed to a God he had long since believed in that you had gotten your nose stuck in a book.

The quiet hum of the car’s engine was the only noise besides the ever present flutter of the leaves in the wind and creatures in the night. His eldest son might have loved the twilight but he was becoming more entranced with midnight. The time of night when everything is sleeping and quiet and calm. He has begun to find solace in your favorite time of day; it brings memories of moonlit dances to your favorite songs and stargazing on clear nights where you point out constellations. Tonight was no different. Thankful for his enhanced senses, he spent most of his drive staring out at the moon. She was beautiful tonight, sparkling against a backdrop of small stars. He briefly considered waking you to pull you out into the forest to spend time admiring the view.

As soon as his car was pulling into the driveway, he searched the home for any lights. His children were all out hunting for the weekend so the only movement in the house would have been you but there was none. The tinted windows lining the home were all reflecting the forest back at him.

Bypassing the light switches, he strolled into his home in the dark. He stopped briefly to hang his scarf and scrubs in the rack next to the garage before peering into the kitchen. There were no dishes on the counters but he could smell the scent of food and took comfort in the fact that you remembered to eat dinner. Living with vampires set your internal clock to a weird schedule as you found early on in the relationship. Thankful of his immortality and lack of need to eat, he silently sped towards his bedroom.

The second he reached the first floor housing his study and room, he was met with disappointment. By the steady beating of your heart, he could tell you were asleep.

Not wanting to wake you, he slipped into the bathroom off of his study to shower. He liked to rid himself of the hospital smells as soon as possible so they didn’t linger in his home to bother his children. Since you were asleep, he had no reason to rush. He washed and rinsed quicker than a human would but still slower than his normal routine when he knows you’re waiting.

After slipping into fresh clothes, he toweled his wet hair and made his way to the bedroom. The moment he walked through the door he could tell you weren’t asleep. Your breathing was slow and steady along with your heart beat; anyone that didn’t know you as closely as he, would assume you were dreaming but your hands were clenched around the pillow you held to your chest. The sight of you snuggled up under his covers never failed to send sparks under his skin.

With a grin, he threw the towel at the hamper and walked over to your sprawled out form, “Hi sweetheart”.

Your eyes opened in the cutest little squint as you realized he was right in front of you. He knelt before the bed and moved a hand to push back a strand of hair from your face as he smiled at you sweetly.

“Hi” you whispered back, voice cracking from lack of use. He gave you a moment to yawn and wipe your eyes before he handed you the glass of water from your nightstand. You sat up and took a sip before handing it back to him with a wiggling hand. As soon as it was down, you were reaching towards his arms to pull him onto the bed.

He went willingly, letting you guide him to lying partially draped over your body. His head found its favorite place to nose at your neck. You had asked him once if being so close to your pulse bothered him but he found himself loving his enhanced senses in those moments. Always having the definitive proof that you were there and healthy and breathing set his mind at ease. You smelled the most like yourself there. That area held no perfumes or lotions with added smells to change your unique scent. Whenever he got the chance, he loved being able to watch you squirm in delight as he buried his face beside you.

Tonight, he guessed, you were warned by the resident pixie as to his needs and kept yourself up for him. He took a moment to run the tip of his nose gently up and down your neck. His ear found a home against your pulse and he peppered soft kisses along the hollow of your neck and collarbone. You would giggle slightly at each kiss, a hiccup like sound meshed with chiming bells that he recorded in his mind to listen to when he missed you.

Somehow you always knew what he needed. You didn’t ask about his day or anything else, letting the only noise come from your hands. One rocking back and forth in shapes down his back while the other toyed with the quickly drying tips of his hair. The silence didn’t hang heavy between you, it settled like morning dew in a way that only years of friendship could foster. Later on, he would ask about your day, tell you how much he loved you, how grateful he is for you, but for now, he let the soft caress of your touch lull him into a stillness that he spent centuries searching for.