#cove holden x gn reader

[sheynchankawaiiuwu]

THIS CONVO WAS CASUALLY HIDDEN HERE??

*my current character has beige eyes* swoons

*says that I like Blue eyes(I genuinely do, I think blue-eyed people are pretty)* Cove;

me fr;

[sugar-omi]

thinking about cove’s hands… omg… 🙈

no because. i need him to be good with his hands...

even when he's inexperienced, it'd still feel so good. those long fingers reaching deeper than you can, thicker than your own if your fingers are slim.

or how pretty they'd look wrapped around your length, stroking you the same way he gets himself off...

my thoughts are further fueled by the image of him doing mundane things. stirring. scraping the wax off his surfboard, opening a jar for you, PICKING YOU UP.

n you can see the veins in his arms, in his hands at times. such simple sign of strength drives you up the wall.

so imagine when he fingers you, even better when he fucking finger bangs you. [ your cock heavy n dribbling pre on your tummy / your slick and ] lube running down his hand, and youre clinging onto his shirt, squirming on his fingers, just reaching for anything because the pleasure is so much you're losing your fucking mind

keeps hitting that sweet spot over n over. n he'd be grinding his fucking teeth seeing how messy you are, and how dirty this is. fluids running down his knuckles, your hole making those obscene wet noises and clenching around his digits so nicely, and those sweet moans.. please. he's straining to not move onto the main act right now. sink into you and make you make those lovely expressions and sounds on his cock instead

i'd love if he made you look at what he was doing, make you see how sloppy you are down there. but regardless of if he makes you look or not, you couldn't resist looking at how he stretches you open, his arm muscles flexing and tensing, deeply thrusting those long fingers into you, bullying his fingertips against those spots that make you leak and whimper.

god imagine when you finally cum..

[ rubs those filthy, gorgeous fingers around your clit in slow, loving circles, rubbing lube and slick around your already messy, puffy folds..] [ wraps his fingers around your twitchy cock, giving long, slow strokes as he works you through it.. your spend adding to his already messy fingers... ]

kisses you softly, swallows those pretty moans, and when he pulls away, he wants to do it again. wants to hold your jumpy, overstimulated body tightly against his chest as he sinks his fingers back into your sensitive insides. wants to see how much of a mess you'd be if he finger banged you now that you've orgasmed already...

[oddlylovingaddiction]

SFW YANDERE ALPHABET WITH COVE HOLDEN!

(Yandere) Cove Holden x (Gender neutral) Reader / Cove might be out of character? / Probably some spelling mistakes or confusing sentences sorry!!

A = Affection! (How affectionate are they towards their darling?)

So affectionate! I mean in the game he’s always affectionate so it’s basically the norm for him. He’s a bit shy when being affectionate but he enjoys making you happy nonetheless. He loves surprising you with gifts and if you give him permission, touch. Things like little shells he found at the beach or some food he got from the store that you like are some things he normally gives you. He enjoys standing close to you to the point he feels your skin against his although he tries hard not to break your personal space. Obviously he gets embarrassed by his own damn actions especially if he’s giving you a hug in front of yours or his family.

B = Baggage! (Do they have any trauma that makes them act as a yandere? and How will they handle the other person they love’s trauma?)

I think definitely he’d be a yandere due to the fact you arrived in his life at such a bad time and helped him through it he just naturally developed it.

As for if you have any trauma, we already know he’s incredibly supportive of you and he’s always there if you need him so I definitely feel like he’d just naturally be good with a person who has PTSD or any form of trauma. He knows what it’s like to feel alone and scared so he would do everything he can to make sure you, his darling are as happy as you can be even through hardships.

C = Careful! (How careful are they not to get caught by their darling?)

I don’t think he does anything violent or worthy of getting caught, I just think in general his love towards you is just obvious. So if you know what yanderes are you just instantly know what he is. The only thing I think he’d get caught on is the whole entering through your window, I feel like even if he’s just wanting to make sure you’re safe in bed his ass would get caught immediately. He’d also get caught occasionally glaring at people who made you uncomfortable or he feels like are taking you away from him.

D = Dreams! (What’s their dream life with the person they’re a Yandere for?)

He’s happy with any life he and you have as long as he is in your life and you’re in his. However I think he’d definitely want some sort of commitment, like officially dating or marriage. He likes being your friend don’t get me wrong but I feel like in general he’d just want an ultra special relationship/place in your life. After that, he doesn’t care what happens! He’s fine just living in a nice home with you and being able to snuggle up to you in the mornings.

If you choose to want kids with him (through pregnancy, adoption, surrogacy etc.) I feel like he’d get flustered same as if you choose to bring it up in the wedding DLC. Of course he has thought of it but only in passing no goals or anything. Obviously he’s over the moon happy?! I mean he’s panicked at first cause he has no clue he’s just happy to be the father of your kids.

E = Embarrassment! (Do they ever get embarrassed by the person they’re a Yandere for? and Do they get embarrassed by their yandere actions?)

YES. Doesn’t matter if it’s his actions or yours if he feels like it’s too much he will go red. Basically the same as him in game. Teasing about his love for you is always going to make him embarrassed.

F = Found! (What happens if the person they’re a Yandere for finds out they’re a yandere? and What if someone who isn’t the person they’re a Yandere for caught them?)

I don’t think he’s aware that he’s a yandere. This whole obsessive love with you just feels natural like, why wouldn’t he love you?! YOURE YOU. However if he does get called out for his deep love for you, he’s just embarrassed LOL. Like imagine his dad, cliff, going “I never expected you to love this passionately but hey, at least I know now to never get between you and your lover, huh buddy?” And he just goes bright red because he can’t really deny it but he also is just so embarrassed.

Now if you catch him in it I don’t think he really minds it just means he can skip the awkwardness and confess to you already!

G = Grieving! (What happens if the person they’re a Yandere for dies?)

Bro is not recovering period. 😭 no matter if it’s years, days, weeks or eternity he’ll always be grieving the loss of you.

H = Happiness! (How happy are they if the reader confesses to them?)

Bro is so fucking happy HE LOVES YOU!! YOU LOVE HIM!! He will celebrate this day every year it will go in a calendar.

I = Intelligence! (How crafty are they around the person they’re a Yandere for?)

Bro is not fucking sneaky. I think if he tries really hard he can be but I feel like in general he’s just easy to catch loving you LOL. Although how deep it goes might be a different story, that would be insanely hard to catch. I feel like he’s the type to wish you both were combined so he could never part with you but he’s also happy you and him aren’t combined cause how else will he hug you??? He mainly keeps thoughts like that though just in his head. He always forgets to write them down…

J = Jail! (Have they ever done something illegal?)

I mean the whole window thing is probably illegal and the fact he has canonically just been outside in just his underwear (although in the dead of night) is probably illegal as well. But he’s not going to jail because he’s too nice the judge would feel bad and instantly let him go.

K = Kindheartedness! (How kind are they towards the person they’re a Yandere for?)

HES SO KIND TO YOU, he wants you to be as happy as you can so if there’s any he can do (within some of the law and his power) he’ll do his best to bring that wish of yours to life.

L = Love! (How much love do they have for the person they’re a Yandere for?)

He loves you A LOT. like im talking the way mentally ill teens (aka me.) talk about their fave character, “ID DIE FOR THEM AHAGDGHSHS” or “I AM NOT WORTHY OF THE AIR THEY BREATHE” type beat but in his own Cove way.

M = Mean! (How mean are they willing to be towards others who express fondness/love towards the person they’re a Yandere for?)

Unless it’s someone he approves of like your family, his family or mutual friends he’s willing to be mean. Although he will feel bad about it afterwards. I think the worst he can do is glare tbh.

N = No’s! (What are some lines they refuse to cross?)

Anything involving hurting you, his and your families and friends. In general I don’t think he’d hurt anyone psychically unless they hurt or threatened you first. He also doesn’t want to make you unhappy so anything that is abusive is just a hard no for him.

O = Obstacles! (What are some challenges they have to face?)

Actually confessing his love to you or proposing to you. I feel like it would take him awhile. Not cause he doesn’t want to but because he’s so nervous even if he knows you’ll say yes lol.

P = Presents! (relaxed are they if their darling receives gifts from someone who isn’t them?)

Depends. Birthday gifts? Fine! Platonic gifts? Also cool. But anything he feels is like romantic he is PISSED. I think he’d snap and just hide it away from you or have you open the gift while you’re in his lap just so you know that you’re his partner and no one else’s.

Q = Quarrels! (What happens in a fight with the person they’re a Yandere for? and How argumentative are they?)

He handles it BADLY. VERY BADLY. He doesn’t want to argue with you. He’d feel so bad he’s apologize first and does everything he can to make it up to you.

He’s also not very argumentative. It’s extremely hard and rare for him to argue with you.

R = Raising! (Are they open to raising a pet or plant with their darling? and Are they open to starting a family with their darling?)

YES. Yes to all of them. He’s happy to have a family of pets, plants or kids with you.

S = Safety! (Do they prioritize the person they’re a Yandere for’s safety?)

Yes! He wants you to be as safe as possible, he doesn’t want to risk you getting hurt. Of course he still allows you to do what you want and doesn’t coddle you but safety is Important.

T = Transform! (Are they likely to stop becoming a Yandere?)

Unlikely but generally he’d never be extreme for you, he’s a ‘you-first-me-second’ guy. So unless you request him to stop being obsessive he won’t.

U = Unfaithful! (Are they a Yandere for more than one person?)

No just you! Of course he loves others platonically but he loves you romantically only.

W = Weakness! (How weak are they towards the person they’re a Yandere for?)

Extremely weak… he loves you so much if you so much as cry because of him he’ll die LOL.

X = X-ray! (What are some things in they keep in their pockets?)

His wallet with pictures of you in it (and in the future if you choose to, pictures of your family of pets/plants/kids too!) he likes to keep his pockets clear from unimportant items in case you need him to put something in his pockets.

Z = Zzz…! (How well do they sleep at night?)

Meh good enough. He sleeps amazing next to you though.

[allovertheplace-writing]

Hii! Could you do hcs for Cove, Itto, and Diluc with a fem s/o (a random mix but still) who's just kinda intimidating on the outside? Tall, stoic, monotone, blank expression, stuff like that. But on the inside they're super emotionally fragile and kindhearted?

Our Life + Genshin Impact

Character(s): Cove, Itto, Diluc

Genre: Fluff

Type: Headcanon

Description: With your hard exterior, many have found themselves intimidated...but if your partner had to describe you, it'd be the opposite- sort of

Warning(s): Gender-Neutral Reader(My Default(Changed it to GN since Gender Doesn't Matter for This)), Mentions of Other Characters(Derek, Kujo Sara, Shinobu, Kaeya)

Hello! I absolutely can do this >:3

I hope you enjoy! Thanks for requesting btw <3

   ➢ Cove

You and Cove are like two pees in a pod, well...except that he always has his heart on his sleeve. But! Most people's, or at least Derek's, first impression of him was that he's intimidating!

He had a hard time understanding you when he was younger, prior to your current relationship. You both just became acquainted with one another and with the distance he liked to have with everyone...you weren't friends for a while(even though you wanted to be). A little 'are we friends?' will have him stumbling for a second, but he'll likely say 'we can be.' Now, depending on how young he was when you ask, he might just say 'we aren't.'

(8 y/o Cove is so blunt it hurts-)

Obviously, everything worked out eventually because you're together and he understands you a lot better! He knows the little shifts and habits that happen during uncomfortable or disinteresting conversations. He knows that you're sentimental and understands what hurts you(mostly because he's the same).

Majority of the time, he feels at complete harmony with you - especially with the way you bounce of each other on the daily! But there are days when something upsets you and he has no idea. Some things just never come up and he ends up hurting you at times. Cove always will get to asking what's wrong when he sees you upset and will immediately apologize(while also making a mental note of avoidance to what got you upset).

   ➢ Itto

He thinks you're on another level of Kujo Sara - though much sweeter, for sure. At first, Itto was, well, intimidated by you just as much as anyone else. Such a cold stare and unmoving face...AND YOU'RE TALL?? Obviously not as tall as the one and oni, but sheesh(I mean unless...)! To say the gang was also a bit scared would be an understatement. "They're like Shinobu, but-" "But scarier!" "Yeah!"

He ends up liking you immediately, though. You're kinda cool, you know! Itto finds out how nice you really are rather quickly, finding you helping about and taking care of the strays in the city within a week of meeting you(a part of him fell in love right then and there, but don't tell him I said that). He'd notice how certain things affect you and subconsciously make mental notes, sometimes physical ones that he ended up losing, so he could protect you and make you happy.

When you both became each other's partner, he already understood you a great deal because of his observations. His jokes landed a good amount of the time, occasionally getting a chuckle or huff from you, and his hugs were reciprocated all the time- who wouldn't be a happy oni when it came to that?

He knows how to cheer people up, even without meaning to at times, so you're guaranteed to always have comfort for your hidden woes. Anytime he ends up making you upset, he's instantly apologizing- he doesn't even know for what yet either! He just knows you're not in a good mood, he caused it, and thats a no-no.

A ridiculous oni, he is. But he's your ridiculous oni.

   ➢ Diluc

How people view him doesn't matter to him, but Diluc does know he comes across as stoic most of the time. The untouchable wine boss, if you will(Kaeya has a death wish, you swear-). He understands that being such a sturdy person on the surface can lead to people leaning on you for support, even as you crumble apart on the inside. He, out of the many, knows perfectly well that there's more to someone than just their outward demeanor. And so, he offers his presence and gives you someone to talk to when he picks up on those small habits and twitches. He may not speak of his problems, but that doesn't mean everyone has to be the same!

That had been the beginning of his comfort and it still remains today - alongside your own, of course. It hadn't felt fair when he was the only one offering a shoulder to metaphorically cry on and you returned it in your own ways rather quickly. Obviously, comfort isn't the only thing in your relationship. There's plenty of silly moments that have you smiling ever so slightly when you remember them. Such as when you both tried baking cookies in random shapes whilst trying not to get caught by Madeline. You wouldn't get in trouble, but it was fun to act so. It was like you were children again, whispering and freezing at every creak the wood wallowed out.

In the end, the cookies got burnt - who could blame you when he decided, randomly, to smear some left over cookie dough on your cheek? Of course you were going to do it back! Friendships turned to something else and now you're both here. Two intimidating softies so very in love with each other.

[sugary-bluebell]

Can you guys send me some cove holden or howl pendragon or asra requests?? They have all my attention rn

[bomber-grl]

Cove Holden x Artist! Reader

Pairing(s):Cove Holden x Gn!reader

He’s honestly amazed by your skill

Especially step 1 cove, he’s immediately enamored with your drawings and loves getting them as gifts

Even tho he did turn them down the first few times

When you go into his room during step 2 and sit down next to him you immediately see the drawings you gave him when you were eight hung up on his wall 😭🫶

He’s pretty embarrassed about it but does admit that he still holds them dear to his heart

Anyway, even if cove isn’t able to gift you anything in step 1 since you’re children he’ll still be a big part of helping cliff gift you art things for your birthday and cove takes serious pride in it

But on the outside he’s pretty flushed and acts as tho it’s nothing 😭

Anyway, whenever cove comes over to your room he always gets to see the new drawings/paintings you’ve done

He’s always excited to see and ask about them

As the two of you gradually get older and the two of you start thinking of jobs and such-

He’ll ask if you’re going to do anything in the art field and if you’re a bit more reluctant due to the whole “starving artist” thing then he’ll understand

He’d pretty supportive of whatever you choose to do with your art and when you mention wanting to join a club specifically the art club then he’ll encourage it

Butttt he’ll definitely be a little jealous if you decide to hang there more often than with him, especially when the two of you are younger

Anyway

I can imagine a particular scenario where you and cove decided to just hang out in your room

Well once you’re settled he points to your sketchbook left out in the open

You say that he can check out the drawings if he’d like and you’ll bring some water bottles or snacks and you’ll be right back

Well once you leave cove decides to go for it; and although you’re usually the bolder one you automatically get whipped with the memory of absurd amounts of cove sketches in the particular notebook

Well, too late

It’s wayyy too late

Cove already saw the first one of him and it was honestly beautiful

He never knew you saw him in this way and his blush just keep getting deeper with eat sketch he sees

I mean the fact he had to put down the sketchbook after only seeing one to catch a breather should really put this into perspective for you

Once you get back upstairs he hastily closes the book as if he was intruding and starts fumbling over his words then just opts for keeping quiet

You ultimately just sit by him after placing the snacks down and open it up and show him the sketches-

Which he’s confused about before you start explaining

You go on to tell him about how beautiful you found him and that all this time he was unknowingly your muse because you could never really work up the bravery to do so publicly

That’s just the cherry on top and he literally yells out for you to please stop talking

Luckily it didn’t alert your moms but it still made things a bit awkward

Atleast until you spoke up and apologized then said you wouldn’t draw him anymore if he didn’t like it-

Which he quickly (and embarrassingly) shouts out that he doesn’t feel that way at all

Which, in a way, is an alternative way of when you decide to confess to cove

You ultimately tell him the reason why you draw him which is because you liking him, in a not friend way

Which he gets embarrassed by and if you choose to kiss him-

Cove exe has stopped working

As you grow older your art is still very much a big passion of yours

So when cove receives his first paycheck, he decides to buy you something to appreciate you and some hella expensive art supplies he was only able to buy because of previous savings

It was honestly shocking and if you ask him to instantly marry you then the only thing that could prove that was his audible screech

Anway, once you’re old enough and moved out of Sunset Bird then he’ll be a continuous supporter, especially if your art soared and gained popularity whether it was through a comic, video game design, or just commissions

He really adores your art and anything you make and will definitely still be your muse

Whether he’s aware of it, or not

Btw if you ever would want him to draw you- it’s terrible 😭 he’d probs draw you as a mer person, either that or you super buff carrying him

[keenvictory]

Synopsis: Cove is already pretty clingy. But you wearing his clothes drives him crazy. (NSFW drabble)

: ̗̀➛ Featured Characters: Cove Holden x Gn!Reader

̗̀➛ Content Warnings: Minor possessive talk, mostly he's just a clingy loser.

̗̀➛  Additional notes: A finished post? My word! Finally putting my near 400 our life hours to use. I hope to post more soon. Leave me some requests for ideas if you'd like!

Nobody you know would call Cove possessive. He's beyond secure in your relationship by now, you've known each other for years upon years. Nobody on earth could even attempt to take his place in your life.

He sulks a little when something or someone steals your attention away for a long time. Jokingly complains about your coworkers getting to see more of you then he does when long hours keep you away from each other.

He's clingy, certainly. Spoiled? Absolutely. But possessive? He couldn't be. Well... That's not quite true. Cove would be lying if there wasn't a small, carnal part of him, deep deep down, that absolutely adored you belonging to him, and him to you in turn.

The feelings oh so rarely rear their ugly head, he almost forgets they're there at all. Until he sees you draped across the couch on a lazy Sunday morning, bundled up in his pajamas. Wearing his clothes has always done something insatiable to him, no matter the size difference. Whether his shirt pools around your tummy or hugs your waist tight, his cock pulses with a dreadful, needy rhythm.

You have to be aware. Right? Of course you know what it does to him. Every moment with you is heavenly, but you have to have noticed the way he squirms every time you stretch back and his shirt dips and pulls. You have to have noticed the way he fucks you far too energetically for a lazy morning, groping your chest through the soft material of the t-shirt. Surely, surely you've realized he all too often "forgets" to put your laundry in the washing machine with his own, lending you his clothes out of the lustful kindness of his heart? Whether you know what it does to him or not hardly matters, because Cove is there within moments, curling up beside you on the couch. Pressing his face against your neck, his long fingers tracing the slope of your thigh. "Cove?" You ask sweetly, putting whatever it was you were doing aside. "Do you need something?"

God he loves it when you say his name. The needy ache in him only gets worse, he tries to push your bodies flush together, almost grinding the tent in his pants against your hip. He's never been the best at initiating sex, his mind gets so hazy and the words don't come to his lips.

Not that he always minds, he hardly knows what to say ever, and there are much better uses for his mouth. Like now, as he presses gentle kisses to your neck in place of answering. He toys with the idea of nipping at the sweet skin there, leaving a little mark for later. But he's already so restless seeing a bruise he left marking you as his might have him cumming in his pants, and he really can't do that again.

"My love," You purr, and a sharp shock of want pierces through him. He bucks his hips against you, desperate. "Use your words. What do you want?" What does he want? To bend you over the sofa and fuck you senseless, possibly. To burn all the other clothes on the planet so you always have to prance around in his pjs. To make you cum over and over until you're as restless and needy as he feels. But mostly importantly, most senselessly.

"I want you."

[avalordream]

Prompt: Imagine an MC who gets a tattoo that goes all around their ankle so that they always have an "anklet" for Cove.

Pairing: Cove Holden x GN!Reader

Tags: fluff, Cove getting his anklet fix, mostly fluff tho

Word count: 4.7k

A/N: With this newfound will in me, ALLOW ME TO INDULGE YOU IN SOME LOVELY COVE JAMES HOLDEN- Also! This fic was intended for fem readers but it can be taken as gender neutral!

Now seeing as the age to get a tattoo is roughly 18 years old, let's assume this is Step 3 Cove we're talking about

At this age, Cove and you haven't quite gotten into a relationship yet.

In fact, you're stuck at the crush stage

Even so, you and Step 2 Cove had the talk of what you both were into during the Roadtrip moment. (Y'know- the beige eyes and anklet conversation)

That particular conversation was surprisingly difficult for you to initiate, considering your rather quiet nature

That didn't mean you were shy! No no!

It was just...

Awkward.

It wasn't the "normal" type of conversation you usually had

Maybe it was because of the fact that it was so different that made it so difficult to talk about.

In any case, that led to you thinking over the anklet attraction Cove had, trying to understand it as you lounged around on your bed in the middle of a hot summer day

It was the sort of day where the California sun shone exceptionally hard, the heat making it so nothing really stood out to you. You could almost remember this exact type of day from when you were younger... When Shiloh was still around...and when Cove had just recently moved in.

You were currently lazing about on your bed, soaking up the sun's rays shining through your window as the AC worked to cool your room and a nearby fan rotated slowly, its blades providing an ample amount of background noise. It was truly the staple sound of summer. Your eyes blearily blinked as you stared up at your ceiling fan working overtime to beat the summer heat. Normally your moms weren’t so keen on cranking up the AC but today was an exception, considering the high was a 90. Even the water was warm which meant that even walking along the shoreline - forget it, the sand was practically steaming - wasn’t appealing. 

That left you in your current condition, leaving your mind to wander and daydream about everything and anything in the quiet. It was already noon but there was no rush to go out. While it wasn’t the norm for you to be alone, usually hanging out with Cove or even Terri or Miranda., today was an exception though because of the heat. And in any case, you relished the feeling of just…coasting through the day with nothing to do… free as the birds in the sky… 

A few soft knocks on your door blinked you out of your sleepy stupor as Ma stepped in after you had hummed an affirmative. Her eyes softened as she seemed to take in the sight of you: Curled up yet sprawled out in a cocoon of light blankets and pillows, the sun shining brightly through the window and you relishing it all in the center, having the time of your life. “You doing ok, hon?”, she hummed in turn, trying not to break the peaceful trance you were under as you simply nodded, tucking your hair back as you smiled at her. You loved your ma more than anything, even now as she came close to sit by your head, gently stroking your hair as she eased your head into her lap while you leaned into her hand. Guess today she was feeling pretty lax too… Figures…

You felt your eyelids drooping as she continued, her ministrations cooing you to sleep before her voice, a quiet whisper, kept your attention from waning. “No plans for today?”, she hummed as you yawned, stretching before getting comfy again, nuzzling your nose against her thigh.

“No…not yet at least…”, your voice came out slowly, humming as the fan faced the pair of you, sending a refreshing blast of cold air into your hair. “Just…thinking…You ok, ma?” There had to be a reason why she entered right?... Or…maybe there wasn’t one. That was ok too.

Ma chuckled in some amusement as she shook her head, taking her hand away as you whined, audibly wishing for more. “I’m doing just fine, kiddo… Nothing to worry about. Just wanted to check up on you before I get started on lunch. Do you want anything specific?” You told her your current crave fix before she left the room again, offering another head pat before you were left to your devices again, decidingly more lucid than before as you sat up to stretch and work out the kinks in your back.

You checked your phone just to let your friends know that you were alive and hadn't up and left them- As if Cove would let you anyway, you thought with a chuckle. A funny thought but you weren’t that evil. 

Tossing your device back to the swath of blankets, your mind wandered to the past few years- gravitating back to Cove. It didn’t surprise you as much why now than when your feelings had begun to simmer but the fear of possibly destroying what you already had always stopped you. A worry that proved to damper down on your interactions, restricting them ever so slightly rather than how freeing they used to be. You had become close confidants to one another since the moment he moved in at the ripe age of eight. Given your rich history, it was reasonable to worry that taking such a big step could tarnish what you had and…quite frankly, you weren’t ready to risk it all just yet.

You sighed, feeling the familiar trill of heat flitting over your cheeks as you rubbed them furiously to wipe them away just as fast. Until you figured out what to do with yourself- and- everything- Then the plan was simple: ACT NORMAL. Whatever your new normal was anyhow. You had a feeling Liz knew just by looking at you when Cove was over, judging from the smirk she would send your way- not to mention the teasing remarks! But…you hoped that until you were ready to tell Cove (if you ever did), that…he wouldn’t know. 

It surprised you a little that he hadn’t knocked on your window yet or made his arrival via the door but apparently, judging from the text he had sent you three hours ago, he was helping his dad with the scuba shop. You appreciated the heads up so you knew where to go in case you needed to reach him. 

Your thoughts followed you as you made your way downstairs to get started on lunch- or brunch as mom liked to call it. A smile crept on your face despite the mild joke, appreciating the play on words as your lazy state decided to pull for some cereal, chewing slowly and thoughtfully as you remained quiet. You were more so or a thinker rather than a talker. You preferred to listen rather than start a conversation. It made things easier. With the friend group, you were the same; going with the flow unless it was something you wholeheartedly refused to do. It had never gone to that point before since the group respected your opinions and were quick to pick up on your preferences…one more so than others…

Right as you were washing the dishes, your thoughts wandered again- this time to that anklet discussion all those years ago. You’d be surprised you still remembered it but the entire road trip itself was a memorable experience and would be…rather hard to forget anyhow. (More so for Mr. Holden getting his lunch snatched away by a stray bird but you digressed.) The discussion itself… you still felt a little bad for pushing it onto Cove to answer your questions, even if he had tried to console you when you made it known to him a week later, saying that he didn’t mind since you were only curious. Even so, you never really thought he actually liked anklets all that much… or beige eyes. You already had quite a few anklets you got from Hot Topic that were pretty neat but you never really found the time to use or wear them. It became a sort of…rare occasion kind of thing. Though- you already had the beige eyes- which made you hopeful that he liked you in some capacity?? 

You shot that down quick with a grumbled shake of your head, consoling Ma when she asked if you were ok. 

Your mind was quick to pick back where you left off, sighing as you focused on scrubbing a particularly difficult splotch of cooking from a pan. Anklets…you might not understand entirely why Cove liked them but you gathered that it had to do with the aesthetic of them that appealed to him so much. Maybe. Even so, you enjoyed making some yourself and had gifted some to Cove already, much to his delight. He tried to wear them as much as possible, but after nearly losing one to the ocean, you didn’t see them as often- unless it was too cold to go in the water. At this point, Cove lived and breathed the salty ocean breeze… One time, you had joked that if Cove wasn’t a human in this life, he was definitely a mermaid in his last which was nicely reciprocated with a very flustered Cove with his familiar wobbly smile.

But unlike him, you lost so many of your precious anklets, that also being why you nearly abstained from wearing them entirely. The weight would grow familiar but then you would forget about it until much later. By then, the anklet was long gone and you had gone to too many places to retrace your steps to find them. You remembered one particular time where you had lost an anklet that Cove had gotten you as a birthday gift and you had worn it everywhere. Until the inevitable happened and you had lost it, inconsolable as even Liz had been roped into helping you find it. Mr. Holden did end up finding it in his shop but that was the final nail in the coffin for the entire anklet business. From then on, you kept most of your anklets under lock and key unless it was a special occasion like going to the Cypress’ dinners or such. 

What you needed was a way to wear one without losing it…you wouldn’t mind as much if it were one of your own- but if it was one that someone gave you… At that point, you figured you should buy a display for them. There wasn’t a point for them gathering dust in the wild…

“Hey baby sis- You done over there?” 

Liz stood behind you with a caring smile, a smile on her face but her eyes held a little concern as you followed their gaze to the now pristine pan in your hands- as well as the time. “You must’ve been really focused, huh?”, she chuckled with a conspiratorial tone as you quietly rinsed the pan and put it aside, segwaying into a classic Liz interrogation as she pick-pocketed your brain… to which she had a solution. 

“Well…”, she started as you wiped your hands on the drying towel. “How about a tattoo that looks like an anklet?” Feeling your questioning stare, Liz held out her hands. “Here me out: Firstly, I’m not saying to go and get a tattoo on a whim. Think over it- Obviously. Removing it costs at least twice or three times as much so give it some thought. But…in a way… You’d still be wearing an anklet and you’d never lose it, right?” The more she talked about it, the more it made sense to you. Obviously, you had to promise her (and your moms ‘cause they were listening) not to get that tattoo right away if you wanted to- and if you did, to at least let them know. No matter what you chose, they made it clear that they’d support your decision either way and loved you very much. As per usual, this brought a smile to your face and it never failed to make your day.

You didn’t end up getting that tattoo until around a week later, having taken Liz with you as moral support. She joked that you took her because Cove declined but that wasn’t the case. Instead, you wanted to try to surprise him! It was a very out-of-the-blue sort of thing for you to try but it was new and you were curious about the entire process. While it wouldn’t be the same as wearing an anklet, at least you’d never lose it! Besides! You still had all the anklet shrine to refer back to if you ever needed it. 

The tattoo shop wasn’t near the neighborhood shops or district, meaning Liz had to drive you into the city. It was…surprisingly pretty cute, judging from the pictures online! Which was…not the aesthetic you expected. It was also a little close to Mr. Holden’s shop if you and Liz wanted to walk over to say hello. Speaking of, Cove was supposedly hanging out with Terri and Miranda so as far as you were aware, there was very little chance for your paths to cross so everything checked out! 

As for the anklet in question… you decided to go for a (intricate/cutesy/simple) design with (floral/beachy) aspects. If you decided on floral aspects, you pulled up pictures of the white poppies behind your house for the tattoo artist as a reference as well as asking for some fireflies to be floating around them. The hill behind your house was where you met him after all…and the memories behind catching fireflies with you, him, Liz and Shiloh were important to you… 

If you decided on beachy aspects, you pulled up a picture of your favorite orange seashell, the same one that Cove was drawn to in your collection on your first playdate, and the dolphin keychain that he got you when you went to the shops together. The tattoo artist had nodded and gave you the rundown of what was going to happen. You pointed down to the ankle you wanted the tattoo on as your sister stayed by your side, taking her role as your moral support incredibly seriously. 

Once you decided on what the design would look like, they got right to work. The first few pin pricks of pain were easy to bear but as time went on, your grip on your sister’s hand tightened as she tried to make you feel better by pointing out how great it’d look after- and Cove’s face when he saw it. Despite her laughter at your blushing face at the thought, that little comment did help you pull through and before you knew it, it was over. 

You finally let go of Liz’s hand who didn’t complain one bit the entire time so…you were grateful to her for putting up with you. The area where the tattoo was sensitive, the tattoo artist told you. They also said that tattoos typically took two to four weeks to heal on the surface, but it could take three to six months to fully heal. It usually involved a week of redness and oozing, followed by two to three weeks of itchiness and peeling. They had already told you this before getting you set up to get a tattoo but they wanted to remind you again, just to be sure you’d take extra care of your skin during that process. You were quick to reassure them, making a mental note to be extra kind to yourself in these upcoming months. 

After the talk was over, they saw you back to the front, finalized the payment and sent you on your merry way as you couldn’t help but awe over their work. The (white poppies/seashells) were beautiful and they had stuck to your original design well, considering what you asked for. Your skin was holding up fairly well and you loved the colors on it so much, Liz had to stop you from accidentally bumping into everything.

“If you like it so much, take a picture of it! It’ll last longer! And you could send it to your lover boy!~”, Liz laughed teasingly although you knew she was trying to keep you safe. “He’s not my lover boy…”, you sighed, shaking your head as you tried to walk away from her to look for a bench, ignoring her laughter as she followed. “Not yet!~”, she warbled, obviously taking amusement in your half-hearted misery. As soon as you sat down, you quickly aimed your phone at the tattoo and sent it straight to Cove. Sure, you meant to keep it from him just a little longer but- crush aside- he was your closest friend and you told everything to each other. It was a habit you fully indulged in- except for the crush part. Obviously.

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MC: Hey

MC: Look what I got :D

<MC sent a picture 1 second ago>

Cove: Thats a tattoo

Cove: Wait

Cove: THATS A TATTOO

MC: Ahuh

Cove: YOU GOT A TATTOO

MC: Yup

Cove: Since when??

MC: Like 

MC: Five minutes ago

MC: Got it at a tattoo parlor in the shopping district with Liz

MC: And Liz says hi

Cove: Where

MC: Down past art gallery

Cove: Stay there

MC: Wait why

Cove has gone offline

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Huh. That was weird. 

Liz had noticed the confused look on your face, accepting your phone once you handed it over to see what her thoughts were on it. Your older sister stifled a bark of laughter before passing it back over with a grin. “Don’t worry about it!~ Tell you what: How about I scour around for a snack before we head back?”, she cooed teasingly, patting your shoulder as you huffed quietly, crossing your arms as she stood up. You offered to go with her but she shook her head, saying she’d be fine and that she didn’t need a chaperone.

You did ask if she could get some (strawberry ice-cream/pretzels), making a mental note to share in case Cove did end up stopping by. Thankfully, Liz didn’t comment on the gleam in your eyes and playfully rolled her eyes before walking down the street. No matter how many years passed by, you made sure to watch your sister as long as you could before she turned a corner. It never failed to make you anxious being utterly alone in a space, given that you were always with someone throughout your entire childhood. There was safety in numbers, you guessed.

You didn’t have to wait long before the buzz in your pocket alerted you to a text, distracting from your plight as you pulled it out. It was Cove.

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Cove: Im at the shop

Cove: Where are you?

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That was your cue. 

You got up from the bench and stepped back on the main street to look back where the tattoo shop was. And right there was a familiar mop of seafoam green hair looking up and down the street. Couldn’t imagine why. 

“Cove!”, you called out, watching his eyes widen and look for the source as you (waved/shouted again/stepped into sight) to get his attention. Seeing how his face visibly brightened just by seeing you alone never failed to make you smile. He was quick to join your side, offering a hug which you easily accepted, snuggling yourself in his warmth as his arms curled around you softly, resting his cheek on your (head/shoulder). 

Just as fast as he had come, came your realization as you pulled your head back to look at him. “Wait- How did you get here so fast?,” you started as Cove tilted his head slightly with a small smile, catching up to the speed of your words. “I sent that text not even five seconds ago!” 

Your neighbor was quick to blush lightly, rubbing the back of his hair as he seemed to look anywhere but at you. “The hangout with Terri and Miranda was cut short so I asked if they could drop me off at dad’s shop.”, he chuckled, finding his eyes drawn back to you as you listened with a nod. “I would’ve drove myself but I wasn’t driving everyone around this time.” His hand found its way back to your back, keeping you close although you certainly didn’t mind. “That’s when I got your text and decided to walk here to meet up. Where’s Liz though?... You told me she said hi.”

You figured it probably didn’t settle right with him, seeing you all alone and by your lonesome with your sister nowhere to be found. You pat his arm, offering a smile to try and alleviate his worries as his worried frown persisted. “It’s ok! Liz offered to grab some snacks while I waited for you. And I didn’t stray far anyway. The plan was to stick by the bench until (I found you/she came back)!” He seemed to accept the explanation, sighing even then but grateful that nothing bad happened to you. 

“Ok cool. How about we head back to that bench? We can talk and- Oh!” His mouth opened in shock as he realized what he came here for. Cove looked down at you, a determined look on his face as he tried to properly word his thoughts into something coherent. “Were you being serious about the tattoo? That…wasn’t a joke, right?”, he asked hopefully, barely to stay still, judging from how he let go of you to fiddle with the bracelets on his wrist. You knew it’d probably shock or catch him off guard so you decided to play coy, putting a finger to your lips and skipping on back to the bench as you left Cove in some confusion. It took him a minute to react before quickly following you like a lost puppy, a sentiment you kept to yourself, trying not to giggle at the thought of it- although it didn’t go unnoticed by your precious neighbor.

As soon as the pair of you sat down, Cove was quick to ask about the tattoo. It was why you were here anyway and he seemed a bit more interested in the fact that it looked like it was around your ankle. The (skirt/pants) you wore covered it up so he couldn’t even get a sneak peak at it- if it was real at all. Sure, you liked to joke around and tease him from time to time but Cove didn’t think you’d go so far to joke about…a tattoo. It just didn’t rub off of him right. And if you did… Well. He didn’t want to go down that route. It was why he was here anyways! You were close by and had a tattoo he needed to verify! 

Thankfully for him, you weren't the type to deny him much (of anything.) You spoiled your neighbor rotten too much already- what was one more going to do to him? You pulled up your (skirt/pant leg) slightly to show off the tattoo as Cove’s eyes widened, the (fireflies flitting around the white linen poppies/ dolphin keychain diving around the orange seashell and coral reefs) catching his eye as he inhaled sharply. “Can I…?”, he barely whispered, his voice reduced to almost nothing as his fingers were a breath away from tracing the (eccentric/adorable/simplistic) designs. You were (quick/slow/hesitant) to nod as he took the initiative to take extra care not to irritate your sensitive skin, easily in awe and appreciative of the colors splashing across your skin-kissed canvas. He was already going down the memory lane, judging from the tears that bubbled up in his eyes. “Surprise?”, you offered, giving a sheepish smile as your ocean-loving lover boy (Liz would cry tears of laughter if she heard your thoughts) looked up with one of his iconic sappy smiles.

“It must be my birthday…”, he whispered, sniffling as your hand moved to wipe his tears away. Cove leaned into your touch with ease, his wobbly smile evident even when he tried to cover it up. He would always be touched by sentimentality; the reaction to something small meant volumes- it was truly the memories behind those items that held the most meaning to him. Your existence was paramount to his growth and he would always be ever so grateful to you for being his favorite neighbor.

“But…did you get for yourself or me?”, Cove continued, his smile replaced by a worried frown. Judging from the look his eyes, it was pretty discernable to guess where they stemmed from. It was the same concern Liz had indirectly brought up when you were washing the dishes a week ago: Getting a tattoo was a pretty huge decision and it wasn’t something to decide on a whim. While you knew that your family and Cove would support whatever decision you chose, you guessed you had to reassure him that, yes, you chose it for you but you also chose it for him…mostly for you though!! 

“Cove James Holden,” you started, which easily startled him as your grip gently squished his cheeks, drawing out a pout from him. He knew that you knew that you were being serious but having way too much fun messing with him. And also- you never really called him by his full name? Actually…when did you find out his full name??  “I promise you that I got this anklet tattoo just for me and that I was 100% sober while doing so. Nobody made me do it except me, myself and I.”, you vowed in a rather (silly/serious/exasperated) voice, making sure to exaggerate quite a bit just to see him try and fail to fight off a snort of laughter. 

“Alright, alright! I’ll lay off!”, he chuckled as you finally let go of his face, satisfied even as he struggled to hide his blush. “You know you’re adorable right?”, you spoke up (with a smirk, teasing him shamelessly/shyly, bashfully trying to hide your own blush/with a soft smile, being as honest as you always were). It always ended up the same way- Cove started blushing up a storm and tried his hardest to vehemently deny any and all allegations while you would laugh and easily bring up every moment where he was. This would prompt him to flip the tables onto you and you would be on the receiving end of compliments galore, to your (amusement/embarrassment/surprise). In the end, you both had come to the agreement that you both were equally deserving of praise despite not outwardly agreeing to those allegations, much to both of your dismays. 

Unbeknownst to you, the tattoo had affected Cove more than he let on. Yes, it nearly reduced him to tears, seeing how you managed to tie key points in your conjoined childhood into a tattoo that was on your skin for…forever-!  But… there was a part of him that was…relishing in the fact that you not only got in the form of an anklet but that it was just as much as it was for you as it was for him. It meant the world to him that those pieces of your childhood were just as important to you as they were for him. Although Cove didn’t like imagining a world without you in it, he was grateful he had you in his life. You were there when he needed you and… Well, before he knew it, the waterworks bubbled over again, trailing down his face as your fingers held his face again to wipe them away.

“What’s wrong, Cove?...”, you (whispered, gentle and soothing/hummed, direct and straight to the point) as you always were.

“Nothing nothing…”, he whispered, content to simply be with you for as long as he could. “I’m just…really glad you’re in my life.” His aquamarine eyes focused on you, offering a wide smile as you returned with ease, (hugging him through your own tears/ruffling his hair with a grin/holding his hand with a comforting squeeze). One day he’d tell you just how much you meant to him but… not right now. He found comfort in familiarity but he couldn’t hold it off forever.

The more things change, the more they stay the same…

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Hello! May I request a step 2 cove with a partially blind MC(gn) ? Like they need assistances ever so often? Thank you!

Author’s Note: I do not have any vision impairments so I apologize if this doesn’t seem accurate! Please do correct me if it isn’t.

Pairing: Cove Holden x Reader

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Cove is the perfect man so he reacts accordingly to your impairment!

When the two of you first met on the hill, you asked him if he could help guide you down next to him by offering a hand

And being a little bit blunt, would ask you what's up with your eyesight, and when you tell him; he gets quiet and apologizes for possibly overstepping by asking!

The longer he’s around, he gets less awkward and helps you out when you need it without a second thought

All you gotta do is ask!

When the two of you grow up together, he always defends you if anyone gives you any trouble about your impairment

He doesn’t baby or infantilize you for your impairment of course, and he finds it weird when strangers suddenly think that you need help with everything.

“They can handle themselves, you know that?”

At school, you probably receive accommodations for your partial blindness; like having your seat be at the front so that you can see the board better or hear the teacher more clearly.

Cove will beg the teacher to let him sit with you up there and if not, he sulks in his usual spot.

Cove likes being able to help you when you need it, it makes him feel helpful!

He does a bit of research too, and shares with you all the stuff he learns and sees if it applies to you!

Cove is also really good at remembering boundaries, he doesn’t want to make you feel bad for your impairment or make you feel like you are burdening him for needing some help.

Cove is the best!

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Tags: angst to fluff towards the end

Synopsis: you find out that Cove’s been cheating, but little did you know that Cove has known that you’ve also been cheating behind his back

Word Count: 511

Characters: Cove Holden x GN! Reader

“I…I just can’t believe you, Cove” You croaked, voice straining from not screaming at your dear boyfriend of 5 years, your best friend from childhood breaking your trust like this. Cove’s own teary eyes never leave your figure, your head bowed to avoid looking into his own baby blue ones. 

“Five..” A sob leaves your lips. “Five fucking years and you do this to me?” 

“...” Cove’s lip quivers but he remains silent. 

“Cove,” You hissed, pure venom now leaking into your tone as the man silently weeps. “Say something.”

No response.

“COVE!” You shout, pain and anger fill your thoughts as you wait for Cove’s response for his horrible cheating.

“You think you’re so innocent don’t you?” Cove growled, eyes narrowing from your claims. Even though they were true. He doesn’t feel bad, but he feels like he should. “You’ve also been cheating behind my back!” 

“Accusations!” You shout, slamming your fist on the table you both sat at. “False! You don’t have proof!” 

“Uh guys..?” A voice begins before being interrupted. 

“Oh don’t give me that!” Cove huffs and crosses his arms, turning his head away. “It’s obvious that you’ve been hiding some cards so you could win!”

Letting out a dramatic gasp, you slam your palm flat against your chest. “How dare you!” 

“Guys can we just-” A different voice tries getting a say in the conversion before once again getting interrupted by the arguing couple.

“I have been loyal to the game!” Shoving a finger into Cove’s chest, you poke him with every word you say. “How do I know that you haven’t been doing that?” 

Cove clicks his tongue before leaning over and towering over you. “Do you have any proof that I did?” 

Sweating a bit from his height, you don’t back down. Cove smirks and leans even closer, nose brushing against yours. Lips dangerously close. 

“You probably shoved them up your ass!” You barked, cheeks red and lips wobbling in anticipation from the awaiting kiss. 

Both you and Cove stay in that position, eyes locked onto one another and just when you’re apart to close the gap, you get interrupted this time.

“GUYS!” 

Your gazes are ripped from each other and now onto the culprit who interrupted your wholesome moment. 

There stood your sister, Lizzie, her face red from anger and the tapping of her foot finally brought you to the situation you and Cove started. Next to her was your cousin, Lee, who held Uno cards in her hand. Your sister also had cards. 

“Are you both done?” Lizzie asked, annoyed. 

You pull away from the close proximity of Cove, blushing as you had forgotten you had an audience. Cove was the same, face red as he looked at his surroundings to avoid any eye contact. 

“Yes.” You and Cove murmured.

“Good, now we can get back to the game.” Lee beams, trying to light up the room.

The game resumes and once it's finished, Lizzie bans the both of you from playing Uno. But that doesn’t matter, you and Cove had fun either way.

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A/N: HAHA THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA BE ANGSTY nahhh

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hiii saw ur request open!! could you write a cove holden x gn!reader where they get intimate on the beach and coves really shy and embarrassed about it but is lowkey into it (lowkey as in high key and is practically begging for it PUHLEASEE) you can add any other elements you want i’m just laying the ground work!! thank u <33

Sorry it took so long! I fell out of my Our Life obsession but I haven't forgotten everyone in my ask box :)

Moonlit Beach (Cove Holden x GN!reader, 3,400 words, explicit, Cove receiving exclusively)

No where is more sacred than poppy hill, but your shared beach comes in at a close second. Wanting to make more memories with your precious Cove, you manage to get him hidden behind some rocks before giving him some special treatment.

“We’ll be fine, the hotel really isn’t that far, anyways.” Cove held onto your hand as he waved with this other, your parents and Cliff waving back with drunken smiles as they all laughed together. Closing the door, you watched as he leaned against it and sighed heavily. 

Kissing him gently on the corner of his mouth, you grinned and whispered quietly, though you were sure no one could hear you through the door and loud chatter, “Wanna go to our spot?” He immediately lit up, grin matching yours. 

Walking stealthily off the porch, once you made it to the sidewalk, the both of you took off running, laughing breathlessly as you darted to the beach. As soon as your feet hit sand, both of you took a second to catch your breath. Panting heavily, you took Cove’s hand as you approached the waves. 

The weather was perfectly balmy, the salty air coming in off the ocean relaxing your heaving lungs. Taking a deep breath, you sighed contentedly, leaning on Cove’s shoulder. “I love being here with you.” Your voice was soft, causing Cove’s heart to beat just a bit faster. 

Swallowing thickly, he idly stroked the inside of his wedding band on his free hand, breathing a soft sigh. Resting his head atop yours, he nuzzled into your hair, inhaling the scent he knew all too well. “I love you.” His own voice was just as soft, and as you tried to pull away to look at him, he tightened his grip on your hand, pressing his forehead against you, “Just a bit longer, just like this, please.” 

You smiled softly, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling of him against you. Tightening your hold on his hand, you tried to convey your love to him in your strong grip, holding onto him as if he were the ocean itself, ebbing and flowing constantly. 

After a few more moments of silence, Cove finally tugged himself from your grip, taking a few steps towards the shore before bending over and taking off his shoes. He heard your breathless giggle and he quickly turned to look up at you with wide round eyes, “Please don’t.” 

Gasping indignantly, you crossed your arms and tried to hide your grin, “I- Cove, please, I wasn’t even going to do anything.” Biting your lip, you fought to keep your giggles to yourself. 

However, he obviously wasn’t buying it as he gave you a deadpan look, “You were gonna smack my ass so hard I’d fall into the water. I know you.” When you finally met his eye, you couldn’t help but cover your mouth as you giggled. Huffing, he rolled his eyes with a smile as he took off his other shoe, “You act as if we haven’t been together since we were practically in diapers.”

Waiting for him to stand up, you slipped off your own shoes. With his shoes in hand, he took yours and walked a bit further up the beach, setting them down on some rocks. Joining you again, you took his hand in yours and tugged him along. 

Sighing, he watched you with stars in his eyes as you splashed in the shallow waves, laughing delightedly. Walking just a bit faster, he quickly rounded on you, dragging you into his arms and pressing his lips against yours. Melting into his chest, you looped your arms around his neck, sighing against his mouth. 

With practiced ease, you dragged your tongue against his soft lips before slipping into his mouth. Petting his tongue with yours, you licked as much as you could as you squeezed him tighter against you. You faintly heard him whimper over the sounds of the ocean, and you pressed your knee between his legs. 

Pulling away, he kept his arms wrapped around you as his head fell back, “Ahh~ we shouldn’t.” Shivering as you kissed his neck, he wrapped his fingers in your hair, tugging gently, “B-Baby, c’mon.” 

Considering his protests were as weak as could be, knowing he could easily pull away and stop you, you easily decided to ignore him. Your kisses turned to nibbles which turned to bites, marking up his softly tanned skin. Groaning lowly, he couldn’t help but rock against your thigh, turning his head so you could reach more of his neck. 

Smacking your lips after admiring the blossoming marks across his perfect skin, you looked up at him while rubbing his chest. “Cove~ can you be a good boy and do what I say?” You watched as he swallowed, feeling your heart race at the simple innocent-enough action. Soon enough, he was nodding, whimpering softly, and your heart kicked into overdrive. Grinning, you took his hand and led him to a few rocks that seemed to be the perfect height for your plans. 

Stripping off your shirt, you smirked as you heard him suck in a quick breath. Laying it out for him, you pushed him against the rock, fingertips in the waistband of his jeans, “Take these off.” Shuddering, he slowly unbuttoned them, dragging them down his thick thighs. He looked down at you, and you couldn’t help but to lick your lips slowly before motioning with your hand for him to pull them all the way off. 

Blushing heavily, he pushed them down to his ankles, fully exposed in the night air, “We- What if we get caught? We shouldn’t be doing this.” Breathing quickly, his voice was light and airy, making your blood run hotter. 

Kneeling down, you looked up at him in what you hoped was a sultry manner, and not as playful as you were feeling. Helping him slip his pants off his ankles, you grinned, “You say that, but it looks like you’re pretty into this, Cove. Look at how hard you are already, I bet you want someone to catch us.” Standing back up, you kissed the underside of his jaw before gently wrapping your hand around his burning half-hard shaft. 

Giggling softly, you watched as he trembled, eyes fluttering and struggling to hold your gaze, “F-Fuck, I-” Whimpering, he bucked his hips, feeling himself swell in your palm. Tilting his head back, he moaned loudly. You smiled softly, kissing the column of his neck and stroking his stiffening cock. “Do you think- ahh! That anyone’s g-gonna come down here?” His voice trembled, but you had other suspicions for why that may be rather than his concern for someone catching the both of you. 

Sighing condescendingly, you leaned in closer so your lips were pressed against the shell of his ear, “You’re right... I’d hate for anyone to get to see this gorgeous, fat cock of yours.” He whined loudly at your words, and with a heated kiss to his lobe, you dropped down to your knees in the soft sand, “Better make sure you’re all covered up~” 

He clapped a hand over his mouth, brows knitting up as you took the tip of his shaft into your mouth, licking lazily. Shivering in your grip, the hand that wasn’t keeping him quiet slipped to hold the back of your head. You huffed softly, knowing Cove better than he knew himself, inwardly laughing at how easily you got him to give into you.

Dipping lower, you dragged your tongue against the underside of him, tracing his veins and puffing for air when you could as you sucked him off. His panting was audible even behind his hand, but it wasn’t enough for you. 

Glaring up at him through your lashes, you took him deeper into your mouth, feeling him reach the back of your tongue. As you bobbed a bit, mentally preparing to deep throat him, you cupped his package in your hand while gripping his thigh in the other. 

Squeezing and rolling him in your palm, you watched as he shuddered, moaning and gasping behind his hand. Miffed that he was keeping his sounds of pleasure - that you were giving him - all to himself, you squeezed him tighter and lightly pressed your teeth to his cock. “Ahh! Fuck!” Curling forward, he pressed down on your head while the other moved from his mouth to grab at your hand on his thigh. “Oh god, fuck, I won’t- I’m sorry, baby, please don’t stop.” 

His voice was desperate, and you realized in the back of your mind that he was very into this, more than you had originally thought, which was already a lot. Taking a deep breath, you squeezed his thigh before taking him all the way into your mouth and down your throat. Nuzzling his seafoam curls, you gagged as he bucked against you. 

Head thrown back, he couldn’t help but cry out at the sensation of you. The hot and wet feeling of your throat squeezing him as you struggled to swallow around him. “Baby~ fuck~” His shoulders shook as you kept him there for a moment longer before pulling back. He sighed as the pressure eased up a bit, eyes fluttering open as he looked down at you, hand petting through the hair atop your head. 

Pulling off of him, you couldn’t help but blush at the lovestruck gaze he had on you. Licking from base to tip, you dipped down to lick at his heavy and straining package. “You’re being such a good boy for me, Cove. How badly do you wanna cum in my mouth?” You sucked on his package, humming as he nearly choked on his breath. Popping off of him, you smiled as you stroked feather light touches across his aching cock, “Or maybe you wanna blow your load all over the sand. Let someone find it and know what a filthy boy you are, getting off in such a public area like some kinda deviant.” 

Groaning, he blushed heavily and bit his lip, nodding. Grinning, you took him back into your mouth, not bothering with teasing him anymore. You sucked tight around him, taking him deep in your throat before pulling back, making it as messy as you could, knowing it would drive him wild. 

The hand against the back of your head grabbed your hair tightly as he started bucking into you. With a choked gasp, you pressed your hands to his thighs, whimpering as you let him take the lead. He was gasping and panting above you, eyes watching you closely as he fucked your mouth. “S-So fucking good for me, sucking me so fucking- ahh!” Moaning loudly, he curled forward just a bit tighter, tummy feeling taunt as he thrust into you. 

Squeezing your eyes shut, you let him take you for his own pleasure, basking in his whimpers and cries. With a harsh gasp, he tossed his head back, “Fuck! Gonna cum, so fucking close-” Groaning, his nails bit into you slightly as one hand shoved your shoulder back, feeling himself slip easily from your mouth. “Touch me, please!” 

He didn’t need to beg for your hand to immediately wrap around him, pumping him tight and fast. He cried out at your grip, almost hurting his already throbbing cock, “Cum for me, baby, c’mon Cove, blow your hot load all over our beach, baby.” He whined at such a high pitch, you worried it might wake up some of the neighborhood dogs. 

Gasping, his hips jerked with your movements until he shivered and groaned, cum spilling onto the sand below the both of you. Pressing your cheek to his thigh, you eased up but not without making sure you got every drop from him. Using your mouth, you cleaned up what was left before popping off gently as he whimpered from overstimulation. 

Your voice was soft as you praised him gently, “Good boy, Cove. I knew you could do it. My sweet boy.” He whined at your whispered words, looking down at you with big eyes. Standing up slowly, you sighed and nuzzled your nose with his, “I love you, Cove.” He gave you a dopey grin in return, kissing you softly before whispering it back to you against your lips. 

With a smirk, you ran your hands down his sides, “You know~ I have a little something in my pocket~” He swallowed thickly, looking down at you with wide eyes. You couldn’t help but giggle with a grin splitting your face. Kissing the side of his neck, you bit into the soft skin, sucking tightly. Hearing him cry out, one hand flying up to the back of your neck, you let go of him. 

Gripping his hips, you whispered hotly against his ear, “Turn around.” He blushed heavily, nodding obediently. You sighed happily as you dragged your hands over his back before reaching his plump cheeks. Tugging out the tiny sample pouch of lubricant you had snuck into your pocket, you inwardly cheered at being able to utilize it. 

Hearing you tear open the pouch, cursing quietly as some spilled out, he stiffened. However, before he could ask you what it was, he sighed at the feeling of you rubbing his rim softly. Cooing, you smiled to yourself, “Awww, my little Cove~ You’re not even acting like you don’t want it anymore.” 

Whimpering, he shook his head, “N-No, I still- I don’t wanna get caught, I sw-ahh~” Dumping the rest of the lube over your fingers, you slipped a single digit inside of him. Sighing heavily, he rolled his hips back to take more of you. “Why do you- ahhh~ why do you even have that? I-I have a condom we could’ve used.” 

You laughed softly, pulling out before pressing two fingers into him, listening to how he moaned for you, “This is like, the fourth time we’ve gone out and I’ve had this tiny little pack of lube. I’ve been so desperate to get to fuck you somewhere out in public like this.” He moaned at your words as well as how you just barely stroked his sweet spot, “I should’ve known you would’ve been more than willing to get fucked on our beach.” 

“No, I’m- ahh!” He cried out as you spanked him across the ass, rubbing his cheek softly afterwards, your hand free after shoving the packet back into your pocket. 

“What was that, Cove? Were you about to say you aren't wanting to get fucked on our special beach? You don’t want me to pound this cute little ass of yours until you’re cumming against this rock and begging me to take you back to the hotel so you can finally fuck me?” You worked your fingers faster inside him, slipping a third in and feeling him buck against you, panting and moaning wildly. “Hmmm? Sorry, baby, I can’t hear you over how loud you’re moaning. You’re scared we’re gonna get caught but you’re this loud. Fuck, it’s cute how you think you can hide how excited you are.” 

Grinning, your free hand left his cheek and slipped between his legs, feeling his cock and moaning when you found him half hard, “Aww~ you’re just so worried, aren’t you, baby? So scared that your cock is just aching to cum all over the sand again.” He cried out, fists pressed against the rock as his cock rested against the hem of your shirt, nipples chafing slightly. “Tell me how bad you want it or you don’t get to cum.” 

Tightening your hand down around the base of his cock, he cried out loudly, knowing you’d squeeze and edge him until he was crying. “I- no, I- fuck!” He couldn’t think straight, not with how your hand was pounding his pspot while your other squeezed his cock too tight. 

You hummed behind him, grinning, “Not what I wanna hear. Wow, baby. You must not wanna cum, huh?” He shook his head, but could only cry out and jerk his hips, “No? You’re saying no, you don’t wanna cum?” 

Scrambling his fingertips against the rock, he cried out loudly, “Fuck! I-I wanna cum! Please!” 

“Then tell me how badly you want me to fuck you on this beach, how badly you want someone to catch us and see you getting ravished.” Your response was lightening quick as you pumped his cock a few times, watching as he weakly kicked one leg. 

“Baby~” He whined pathetically, but unlike other times, you weren’t about to give in. Squeezing his shaft again, you smirked as he cursed loudly. “Fuck! I fucking love it! I need you so bad, ahh! W-Wanted to fuck you on this beach since we were teenagers- ahhh~ don’t give a shit who sees us, want them to know I-I belong to, ahh! B-Belong to you!” He stuttered over his words as you worked him tighter, hand pumping his cock as your fingers pounded his sweet spot. 

You focused hard on your hand movements, wincing as they stuttered between the methodical pace you had. You couldn’t deny how hot his words got you, and you took a deep breath, trying to focus entirely on his pleasure. “Good boy~” Voice tight, you gasped as he squeezed tightly around your fingers. 

You could hear him panting, words strained as he repeated over and over how he was going to cum. Grinning, you paused in your ministrations to lean down and bite his plump cheek tight. He cried out, and you went back to fucking him as quickly as you could with your hands. 

Angling his cock down, you kept your fingers still and pressed against his sweet spot as you jerked him off. “Cum for me, Cove. C’mon, baby.” He keened at your words, tossing his head back and you bit your lip, pouty that you weren’t able to pull it. 

Screaming sharply, he writhed as he climaxed hard. You could feel the sticky wetness covering your hand slightly as you touched him through it, working him even as he curled forward, whimpering as he became overly sensitive. You listened to him gasp harshly as you slowly pulled away, featherlight touches fading as you let your hand fall. 

Resting your palm on his soft cheek, you whispered gently to him, “Gonna pull out, okay, baby?” He hummed as he nodded slowly, whimpering and gasping as you tugged your fingers slowly out of him and past his clenching rim. You shushed him softly, “It’s okay, baby, I know, I know. It’s so much, isn’t it?” 

He nodded weakly, limp against the rock as he waited for feeling to come back to his limbs. As he caught his breath, you helped him slip his boxers and jeans back on, slowly working them up his legs. 

Once he was somewhat recovered, he turned to face you, still leaning heavily on the rock. “I-I think I got your shirt wet. I’m sorry, baby.” You giggled at his soft voice, shaking your head as you buttoned up his jeans. 

“It’s okay, it won’t be the first time I’m covered in your cum and sweat and I’m sure it won’t be the last.” He gasped as your casual tone, looking hurt. You rolled your eyes, tugging him into a hug as you nuzzled his neck, “My poor baby! So sensitive!” He whined playfully, leaning heavily against you. Squeaking as you almost stumbled, he easily tightened his arms around you, keeping you from falling. 

Giggling softly, he grabbed your shirt and handed it to you, “We should get out of here... I don't want anyone to come investigate...” 

You gave him an innocent look, “Why? ‘Cause you were screaming about how bad you wanted to cum and get fucked?” 

Blushing hard, he stuttered over his words before huffing with a pout. Staring at each other for a solid second, you cackled as he caved first, turning around as he felt his face and ears burn. Giggling at his bashfulness, you slipped your shirt on and grabbed your phone from your pocket to turn on the flashlight. 

Whistling lowly, you couldn’t help but grin, “Wow, Cove, look at this mess you made. Dirty boy.” 

Gasping as he whipped around, he quickly clammed up as he saw the sheer amount of cum in the sand. Choosing to say nothing instead, he snatched your phone, took a picture, and then grabbed your hand and led the two of you towards the street. 

Giggling conspiratorially, you bumped your shoulder against his, “We’re gonna have to make a mad dash past our parents’, don’t want them to put two and two together.” He giggled softly before nodding. 

Feeling like two horny teenagers sneaking around to get a little action, you dashed past your childhood homes, blushes heavy on both of your cheeks and you couldn’t help but get even more excited for what could happen once you made it back to the hotel. 

[sheynchankawaiiuwu]

I sometimes curse my laptop for not having that much memory, like yesterday bc I wasn't able to upload this and I got upset at myself for being an idiot and not checking the wiki-

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MY SWEET AND LOVABLE COVE!! I praise GBpatch for creating such a heartthrob of a character <3333

[sugar-omi]

NSFW, no reader, rockstar!cove, OOC, multiple scenarios, one night stand, cove x random girl, cove x sam (stardew), squirting, oral, orgasm denial

videos of rockstar!cove going down on his fans circulating...

a video of him from earlier in his career surfacing, quickly becoming popular, and no matter how much his team try to save face. it's been watched thousands of times. circled around different 18+ blogs...

fans and others reeling at how cove eats the girl out. his pierced tongue flattening against her wet, puffy folds and dipping in to get a taste of her cunt, his eyes closing and releasing a low, deep groan as he licks up to her stiff clit.

he pulls away, the camera shaking and you can beautifully hear her breathy moans and shaky gasps, fractured "oh god- oh fuck- please- co- oh my god" spilling from sweet lips. her legs trembling so beautifully in his hands as she squirts on his face..

his smirk is captivating, his lips and chin wet with spit and slick. anyone watching would fall to their fucking knees when he opens his mouth, a deep but charming voice purring out dirty words.

"you taste so good.." followed by his signature back bending, knee weakening laugh. and he licks his lips, looking back down to toy with her cunt. his thumb rubbing around the mess on her cunt, massaging her puffy walls.

you can't tell if it's polite affection or for his own pleasure, you lean towards the latter with how he bites his lip, a look of pleasure on his lips and face and is so entranced by how her cunt gives weak squirts, sloppy, slick noises coming from cove playing with her cunt, enjoying how she soaks his wrist

you can hear how watery her voice is. she sounds so broken, probably looks like a pretty mess.

he leans over, his face half cut off as he leans closer to the woman behind the camera. now, all you can see is his lips, mused, long hair and scratched shoulders, his chest glittering with her slick and his sweat..

"such a pretty girl.. why don't you squirt for me again?"

now this one is just a rumor.. but it had his fandom buzzing at the possibility. whether they're buzzing in anger at the accusation, or from thrill, some curious and itching to see if cove is dating him, and some just eager to see more of the hot couple...

people had a fit when a fan took a shaky, fuzzy photo of cove kissing sam, the small artist cornered by the wall behind him, and cove's body, pulling him in by his waist and his hand tangled in sam's hair, locking him in a kiss. with the caption a keysmash and "IJSUT LEFT THE BAR AN COVE HODLDEN IS MAKINGOUT WITH THE LEAD SINGER????"

his company tries to stifle the noise, "it's his personal life and we will not make a comment at this time." and cove just smiles and laughs when he reads out "are you dating that guy in the photo?" on a live stream before moving on...

it wasn't a big deal, the tweet died quickly, even if it's attention rose again here and there... but fans are used to the wild picture's of rockstar!cove, shirtless and drunk, pouring alcohol down his sculpted, tatted body. kissing groupies on the cheek or lips if they're being real pushy and he's feeling particularly mischievous. and of course the video from early in his career that still has fans trembling...

but god, they just don't know how hot that night was.

sam has ben losing his mind since he met cove, eagerly learning from and sticking by cove as he helps him set up shows for his band, taking tips from him during their practice...

really, their interactions are so sweet. fan meet idol... but mix a little drink, and adrenaline from a successful show, and your favorite artist in front of you, as beautiful and kind and strong and sexy as ever...

of course you end up kissing him, right? and of course when you pull away, totally apologetic and ready to crawl into a hole and never come out.. he pulls you in by your waist, kissing you, and the kiss gets deeper...

and after escaping the bar and the rest of his band, they find their way to cove's hotel room.

sam doesn't even have time to revel in the luxury of it. cove laughs, tells him it's not the nicest he's been in, but to sam, it's a lot nicer than he's used to.. he slides up behind sam, wrapping his arms around him.

"keep it up, and you'll see a whole 'nother world..." cove kisses down his neck, pushing off his jean jacket until it hits the floor, sam's hands still hovering over him shyly, even when his hands slip under sam's baggy shirt...

"..one with money, fame, love..." he kisses his way back up sam's neck, hickeys left behind from his biting and sucking on the skin earlier in the bar.

cove pulls off sam's shirt, smiling because sam is still a little star-struck, and very turned on, his bulge pressing against his jeans.

"fancy hotels, nice food..." cove purrs, his fingers brushing against sam's skin like a feather, up his sides, across his abs, capturing his lips while he undoes sam's belt with deft fingers, throwing the belt somewhere to the right and he steps forward, encouraging sam to back up until his legs hit the couch, his knees immediately buckling.

cove roughly pops the buttons, tugging down sam's boxer's and jeans in one swoop, his hardening cock hanging heavily, twitches and gets stiffer just from cove's gaze.

sam is embarrassed being so vulnerable in cove's hands, torn between wanting to hide his hard-on and let cove continue.. he stills feels small compared to him, his eyes still starry when cove talks to him, in such disbelief still at the opportunities handed to him.

and really. who can resist their idol flirting with them? let alone wanting to suck them off.

sam pants heavily, his fingers sliding into cove's hair, tangling his fingers in cove's hair. his breath picking up when cove gets closer and closer until his lips are wrapped around sam's flushed tip, his hot tongue lapping over his tip, cove's tongue piercing making sam tremble.

"ohh god..." sam groans, his heading twisting to the side and his fingers tightening in cove's hair.

cove takes him into his mouth, holding down his hips until his nose is buried against sam's blond pubes, his length buried in the tight heat of cove's throat.

he can't take it, he doesn't know if it's the fact he hasn't had sex in a long time, or that his idol is sucking his dick. maybe a little, a lot, of both, but sam can't help thrusting up into his mouth, albeit involuntarily, his hips and cock are 15 feet ahead of his brain and he can't stop it..

cove gags, sam's cock hitting the back of his throat suddenly.

"fuc- sorry! i'm sorry! are you- are you okay?" sam fumbles, removing his hand from cove's hair, leaving it messy and crazy. cove pulls off, his cock still in his hand and he gives it slow pumps as he catches his breath, running a hand over his hair, trying to fix the mess sam left behind. at least he wasn't wearing rings, cove thinks.

he smiles, thrilled by sam's responsiveness to his mouth. he hasn't even started and he's already so eager and melting in his hands...

"i'm fine.." cove reassures, holding open sam's thighs and kissing his leaky tip, picking up his strokes. cove gets close again, his breath making sam shake at the cool sensation of his breath on sam's spit-soaked cock.

"wanna fuck my throat?" cove proposes, looking up at sam and taking his cock back down his throat.

"wha- oh my god-!" sam throws his head back, cove taking him all the way to the base in one swoop, his hand playing with sam's balls and his tongue piercing dragging intoxicatingly against the underside of sam's cock.

he's losing his fucking mind. he's never had head so fucking good and cove's barely done anything...

he can't even think about what cove said, his cock painfully hard and dripping pre on cove's tongue, sam's thighs trembling under his hand and he's trying not to buck up into his mouth again, not wanting to hurt him.

although, he did just ask if sam wanted to fuck his throat.. and he seemed way too happy when he accidently thrusted into his mouth earlier. fuck, is it even possible to scare cove away after all the fanboy rambling he'd done in the first few weeks, in the first 24 hours, of knowing cove.

sam cries out, cove's tongue circling his sensitive cock head and sucking hard, as if he's trying to pull all the cum out of him by force.

"goddammit!" he sobs, fists curling in the decorative pillows, leaning his hips into cove's mouth for more... he's so close, he could bust any minute now, oh fuc-

sam snaps his head up, his sight flooded with the bright light and luxurious hotel room compared to the darkness behind his previously scrunched up eyes, totally melting in the pleasure and is almost frantic to see why cove stopped.

"i was so close... why.. why did you..?" he pants, his chest raising and falling heavily.

cove pulled his hands away too, both of them holding sam's thighs apart, his cock hanging heavy between them, dripping cove's spit and his flushed tip dripping pre so cutely onto the rug.

cove trails his finger up sam's dripping cock, enjoying how it twitches and jumps, pre dribbling from the tip..

"i don't want it to end just yet. you haven't showed me how much i inspire you." cove wraps his hand around sam's cock again, only stroking the head, giving tight, quick strokes to the sensitive glands. whiny moans slip from sam's lips like water breaking through a dam.

"c'mon sam... surely you've imaged sleeping with me before.." cove purrs, "lets see how long you can last. whadda you say, pretty boy?" cove leans in, a sultry smile on his lips. sam is so cute, he wants to devour him...

"wanna make some of those fantasies come true...?"

[oddlylovingaddiction]

TW/ Suic.dal and/or Sad and/or depressed reader

— HURT COMFORT FIC.

DISCLAIMER: This is aimed towards me when I get into those extremely low moods and just feel like crying or worse LOL. I ask that you don’t vent or say that this made your feelings worse or negative things etc. as this was meant to comfort my own emotions. However if this made you feel better or you relate you’re welcome to comment so. This fic is aimed to make people feel better not worse so if you know it might trigger you just scroll past, or read something happier!

If you feel suic.dal please call a hotline if you can or talk to someone who won’t put you down / make you feel worse for your emotions.

My thing is when I get into those…. moods. I get soft, in sort of a self sacrificing way, low energy, “Oh? You want this? Here! No, No I’m happier if you have it!” sort of way.. because I know I’m just too tired and I’ve given you so you know? If I can’t fix myself I’d rather leave everyone happy than angry. But what kills me is when someone notices. Especially if it’s a friend or someone I love.

So imagine them… just…

“Hey, Love?” They ask in such a gentle tone like treading on ice about to break.

“Yes?” You reply not thinking much. But after a long silence you finally look up from whatever you’re doing. They give you that look of ‘I want to say something but I don’t know how to say it’ so you give them a soft smile, “It’s okay darling, whatever it is I won’t be mad.”

“You feel off.” The words come out faster than they can collect their thoughts together. Making you look at them wide eyed confused. “I mean… you just… seem sort of sad? Are… you okay? You can talk to me you know that right?”

You go to answer but your voice is just… vanished? so you’re stuck making that sort of fish face where you look like you’re speaking, your mouth is opening and closing, but nothing is coming out. “Oh.” The softest oh from your mouth as the soft gentle persona you’ve had on for a while… breaks. “I’m… I’m okay?” You say it like a question, as your voice breaks and you can feel the tears you’re trying so hard to push down come back up. The back of your throat feels thick and heavy like it has a weight tied to it. “I.. I swear I’m fine! I have no idea why…” and as you’re explaining yourself tears, hot and heavy as you sob. They quickly rush towards you gently crouching down in front of where you’re sitting.

“Hey.. It’s okay if you’re sad or upset you know? It’s okay to cry, you’re allowed to feel bad. I’m not sure what’s going on but I’m here for you okay? Right here.” They say softly not touching you until you reach towards them first like you’re as breakable as the prettiest glass sculpture. When you finally reach for that hug, it feels… so good. That hug that reminds you that someone cares, that you don’t have to hold it in all by yourself, that even when things get so bad or you’re always second best to everyone else, someone cares enough to hold you, to comfort you as you sob until you get tired.

They just hold you as you cry, no need to explain now or later you only need to feel comforting knowing that if your body collapses into a puddle of emotions someone is there to collect you afterwards.

The ‘them’ in question; COVE HOLDEN, IZUKU MIDORIYA, OCHAKO URARAKA, derek suarez, cliff holden, uzumaki naruto, mitsuri kanroji, tanjiro kamado. + anyone else you want/can think of!

[justcallmehappy]

I have to say, I love what you wrote for Qiu. It tugs on my heart so much.

I was wondering if you could wrote some hurt/comfort for Cove. Or maybe just angst, whatever you're in the mood for really.

-Ghost

thank you and of course, Ghost!! i hope you enjoy and i'm so sorry it took so long <3

"Time Apart"

(Step 3) Cove x gn!reader synopsis: On a particularly windy day, you can't help but feel that your longtime best friend and boyfriend, Cove Holden, is a bit off. Ever since graduation, things have been weird between you two. What's wrong with him?

warnings: established relationship, unedited

word count: 1.7k a/n: finals are finally over (see what i did there), so i can get back to writing! yay!!!

Your eyes sting as the wind relentlessly pelts your face. It takes your whole being just not to cry out in annoyance.

You're just trying to get to your car after a day of hanging out with Terri and Miranda. Cove couldn't hang out with the three of you because he had work all day, but that was okay.

It's been a week since your graduation, and your last day of high school was just two days ago.

Of course, you weren't expecting Cove to be a happy ball of sunshine, as he's always been extremely sentimental, but you can't help feeling like he's been distant the past few days.

As you finally make it to your car, you let out a soft sigh as you slip into the driver's seat and turn up the AC.

"Terri said I shouldn't worry so much, but..."

You mutter, fishing for the keys in your pocket.

You can't help the sigh that slips past your lips as you turn your car on and drive out of Terri's driveway.

Your drive home is as uneventful as always, speeding past the familiar scenery of the beach that you and of course, Cove, have always adored.

You can't help the small smile from growing on your face at how beautifully it worked out that a boy named after the sea fell in love with it.

Did Cliff and Kyra know it would happen?

You blink when your phone starts going off, and you can't help from glancing at it briefly to check the caller.

Your Mom's familiar contact shows up on your screen, sporting that picture you took of her when she dressed up to match your Halloween costume.

Propping it up on your dashboard, you accept the call and set it to speaker.

"Hey Mom, what's up?"

"Hey, not-so-kiddo. Me and your mom were talking about scheduling for touring your colleges this summer. Can you remind me when you want to be back?"

And so, for the rest of your drive home, you end up talking to your moms about college and your plans for touring various colleges and universities.

When you pull into your driveway and get out of your car, you all but stumble into the house. You love Terri and Miranda, but it's always taken a toll hanging out with them the whole day.

You remember your moms mentioning that Liz had gone out to eat dinner with some old friends of hers and Mom left to go pick up some things from the supermarket shortly after you finished the call, so it was just you and Ma.

Ma greets you with a hug when you make it inside before letting you stumble into your room.

Cove is planning to leave to visit Kyra tomorrow, so you're hoping he'd come by to visit before driving down to her. He has to leave early in the morning.

You collapse onto your bed, the familiar comforter hugging your body as you bury your face into your favorite pillow, letting out a satisfied sigh.

The constant hum of the fan on your desk only relaxes your body more, making you practically melt into the bed.

Eventually, the fan lulls you to sleep, and you slip into a dreamless slumber.

...ap tap!

A sleepy frown makes its way onto your face at the rather annoying sound. You groan and bury your face deeper into your pillow.

...

You let out a content hum.

...Tap tap tap!

You let out a harsh sigh and reluctantly open your eyes, sitting up. You groggily rub your eyes, looking towards the window.

There, perched on the windowsill, is a familiar head of green hair and a boy with an awkward smile.

Cove Holden.

You stare blankly at him for a few moments, your mind still waking up.

As soon as you notice Cove's hair constantly getting into his face from the harsh wind outside, you shuffle to the window and wordlessly let him into your bedroom.

As soon as he makes his way into your room, he almost urgently wraps you in his arms, and you can practically feel him shaking.

"Cove...?"

If there was anything that woke you up more than being dunked in ice cold water, it would be your boyfriend upset.

The man in question says nothing in response to you, and if anything his grip only tightens.

Slowly, you start to rub comforting circles in his back, gently holding him as well.

You two just stand there, the moonlight illuminating you two in your room at who knows when.

Eventually, you can hear a soft sigh and he unwraps his arms around you, instead resting his hands on your shoulders.

You stare up at him, concerned, but let him take the time he needs to gather his thoughts.

However, when Cove opens your mouth, you can't help but frown in confusion at his words.

"You... you didn't answer my calls."

You stare at him, gauging his reaction to see if he was being serious. Confusingly, he was.

Cove has never been the type to get all scared just because you missed a few calls of his, so there was definitely something making his blue irises to practically shake in anxiety.

You glance over to your phone which was carelessly thrown on your bedside table. Removing his hands from your shoulders, you go over to check if you really missed his calls.

Just like he said, there were about 6 missed calls under the name "Cove 💙."

"I... I guess I did. I'm sorry, Cove, I just fell asleep." You glance up at him apologetically. He nods briefly.

"Yeah, that's what I guessed."

You stare down at your phone again, only to see that your phone says it's 1:16am. You blink, surprised that you slept for so long because you fell asleep at probably around 5pm.

"Uh... Cove?"

You glance at him, only to see he's moving to sit down next to you on your bed.

"Yes?"

"Why did you come here at 1am if you called at, like, 7?"

Cue his cheeks heating up in embarrassment.

Cove looks away, fidgeting with his pants. You frown in concern, gently reaching over to rest your hand on his leg.

"Cove?"

After a few tense moments of silence, he lets out a soft sigh.

"I just... wanted to say bye before I go visit Mom."

You stare at him, waiting for him to elaborate.

However, when he says nothing else, your face morphs into another confused and concerned frown for what feels like the 100th time in just 10 minutes.

"Cove, I always get up to see you off."

He nods.

"...So you didn't need to come here in the middle of the night."

He nods again, causing your frown to deepen.

"...Cove, what's the real reason you came?"

Then, to your surprise, he lets out a frustrated groan and buries his head in his hands.

Your eyes widen and you gently rest your hand on his hunched over back.

He sighs and shakes his head.

"...It's not your fault, I just..."

He lets out another tired sigh, but you guess it isn't because of the time.

"...What if we don't see each other this summer?"

...Oh.

Oh.

You slump over as well, matching Cove almost perfectly.

However, you turn so you face Cove. Gently, you prod his hand hiding his face from you.

"...Cove, look at me." You murmur softly.

At first, you think he didn't hear you, but after a few moments his hands move and he shifts slightly so his bright blue eyes are looking into yours.

"What makes you think that?"

Even though you can't see his mouth, you can imagine his lips pursing at your question.

"I just... I'll be gone for a while."

"It's no longer than every other year."

Cove sighs again.

"But... but what if when I'm here, you're not? What if- what if you're touring colleges when I'm finally back?"

You immediately soften, eyes growing wide in surprise and sadness.

Slowly, you sit up and pull him into a gentle embrace. Though, it's more one sided, as he just lifelessly leans against you as you rub his arm.

"Cove, we're going to see each other this summer, okay?"

He sniffles.

"Oh, Cove," You coo softly, moving one hand up to his hair to run your fingers through it. He's always found comfort in your touch, but he especially likes it when you play with his hair. It's like magic, he instantly relaxes whenever you do it. So, of course, the same happens now. "Me and my moms are going off in two days. We'll be back a few days before you, don't worry."

You can feel him hide his face in the crook of your neck, feeling the small tears wet your shirt.

You let out a soft breath and gently smile, stroking his hair comfortingly. You stay quiet, letting Cove calm himself down.

Eventually, he pulls back. You can feel the wet spot on your shirt but you don't mind, gently smiling at your boyfriend who's still teary-eyed.

"Really?"

You nod, laughing softly. Gently taking his hand and squeezing it, you offer him a small smile. "I made sure to tour colleges out of state when you weren't here so we could spend as much time together as possible."

You've gotten the feeling for a while that Cove was worried you two wouldn't be able to spend as much time together this summer as the past ten years, but this was the first time he outright told you his worries.

Cove has always been extremely considerate, so you assume he didn't want to upset you by asking this.

When he lets out a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxing, you can tell just how tired he is.

"...Cove, do you want to spend the night here?"

His eyes find yours, and his cheeks warming.

"Would that be okay?"

You let out a soft laugh, squeezing his hand. "Cove, you've spent the night here so many times you shouldn't even ask that."

At your words, he lets out an embarrassed laugh. "...Okay. Yeah, I'd like that."

You nod, smiling adoringly at your green-haired boyfriend.

And so, because both of you were too bashful to share a bed, you end up laying in your bed with Cove laying on the floor.

"...Goodnight, Cove." You murmur softly, the hum of the fan still going strong.

"See you tomorrow, (Name)."

[hypegirl1]

I should have never spoken(ya Cove Holden x gn reader)

AN:Well hello everyone! I´m currently working on the halloween special,meanwhile just a little something I made,I recently finished the game Our Life and I´m so obssesed with Cove he´s such a cutie(why tf is this so long help?) Warnings:This may contain spoilers from the game! Genre:Angst,fluff Word count:1332 Summary:After fixing Miranda´s and Terri´s argument,you feel the need to tell Cove the truth,why you became friends with him in the first place,but it looks like he didn´t liked it that much...

-I´m glad they got together again

+Me too,I was scared that it could have been something more serious or that Terri wouldn´t have wanted to speak to Miranda about it....but things came out good

You finally felt better,you were in your room with your boyfriend Cove,both of you had just finished fixing a little argument that was going on between your friends Terri and Miranda,you were nervous this would lead to something worse,but that wasn´t the case.

The whole talk about fixing problems made you think something...how back then Cove´s dad had offered you 20 $ to be friends with his son. You felt guilty about it,you always felt this pressure on your chest that came together with anxiety and bunch of "what ifs" anytime you thought about it. You hated feeling like this,keeping this secret for so much time only made it worse every single day that passed by,but you also were scared,what would happen if you revealed it? and if you didn´t? would Cove find someday on his own? Would he...leave you for this?

Cove noticed that you were absent thinking about something,your gaze was lost,which made him concerned about you.

-Hey...is everything okay?You look like you´re thinking about something

+I...

How to put it?Or should you actually? You were starting to get anxious about this that you didn´t noticed your hands were shaking,Cove took your hands which made you return back to reality

-Hey hey,calm down,what´s wrong? You can tell me anything

Enough,you had to tell him,you couldn´t hold the guilt you´ve been feeling through all this years anymore.

+Cove,I need to tell you something...

He looked curious and worried at the same time.

+But please,please...promise me that what I´m going to tell you isn´t going to change anything between us,that you won´t leave me

-Y/N don´t say that,I would never leave you

You swallowed and got ready for the truth,your voice was trembling but you still tried to put everything together.

+Well...remember when we were kids and you first moved in?

He noded while looking at you,he looked as nervous as you were.

+The first person I met wasn´t you,but your dad,when- ugh,when I was coming back home I met him,he...he offered me 20$ to be your friend

Oh god,you did it,and what now???Cove didn´t even say anything,he was shocked,you were so scared that you started to shake even more and it was harder to pronounce a single word now.

+I don´t know what to say I- I´m sorry I can explain-

You didn´t even get to finish before Cove got up from your bed and left your house running

+Cove wait! Please! I can explain!

Tears started to roll down your face,you tried following him but when he got to the entrance to your house he left slamming the door

+Fuck!

What were you supposed to do now? You collapsed onto the floor crying,did you just lost the first and only person you loved?

+Why...why...why did I have to say that?! I should have kept it to myself and suffered through my whole life!

The sound of heavy footsteps got you back into reality,it was your sister Liz

-What was that door slam?! Y/N! What´s wrong are you okay?

With the help of Liz,you got back up,tears still in your eyes

+Liz...

You inmediately hugged her,she didn´t knew what was going on but she hugged you back trying to calm you down.After you relaxed a little bit,you sat on the couch with her and explained everything.

+And...I don´t know what to do now,I don´t even know if he´ll want to listen to me or if he´ll believe me or-

-Hey,listen,if he loves you,he´ll listen and believe your words,he loves you more than anything in this world,maybe it was just the shock of the situation that made him act like that

+I hope so...

-Get up,go get him and talk about it,that´s the strong point of your relationship,you always find a solution to everything and you both always talk things,come on,go for him

+Thank you Liz....

She wiped the tears from your face,you inmediately got up and left the house,he couldn´t have gone too far.You decided to go to his house first,maybe he locked himself in his room after this.

After knocking,the door opened inmediately,meeting Mr Holden

-Hey Y/N,everything okay?

He gave you a worried look,you realized it must have been the redness in your eyes and the marks on your cheeks from crying

+Oh,yeah nothing,is Cove here?

-No,I thought he was at your house? He didn´t came in

+Oh...okay then I´ll go get him

-What?

+It´s- hard to explain I´m sorry,I´ll tell you later

You left the house and started running towards the poppy hill behind your house,leaving Mr Holden behind worried and confused,there was no other place Cove could be.

And there he was

The sun was setting,you saw Cove sitting looking at the distant waves with a sad look on his face,you walked towards him.

+Cove,I need to explain things to you...

He didn´t say anything and just kept his gaze fixated on the sea,you sat next to him and looking down,you spoke

+I don´t know what your mind is thinking right now about this situation,but I´m sure it´s not what I think....

You got a deep breath and continued

+I accepted the money,yes,but my mind changed the moment I saw you,it didn´t matter if it was because of the money or not,but I wanted to get to know you,I wanted to be your friend...I always felt guilty about it,and I was scared to tell you because I didn´t knew how you would react to this,but the guilt was killing me...Anytime I thought about it my heart would ache,because I was scared that if I told you,I´d lose you,and I don´t want that...

Cove looked at you with a soft gaze,waiting for you to continue

+The thing is...that if you think that everything we have now and we had in the past,it´s because of 20$,then you´re wrong,because I love you Cove,and I´m saying this with my whole heart...

You could feel your eyes start to get wet,fuck

-Y/N I...I´m sorry,I should have listened to you first instead of running away like a kid,but I thought that-that you were lying,that everything you felt about me was a lie

+Cove no,don´t say that...my mind changed the moment I saw you,everything I think about you is true,I would never lie to you

-Then tell me thruth...

+The truth?

You looked at him confused,there weren't any secrets left to say,so what was he talking about?

-Do you actually love me?

+What?I- I told you right now-

-I want to hear it...

You thought that this was the only way of Cove believing you,so you agreed and grabbed his hands while you looked at him

+Cove,there's no one else in this world that I love more than you,you're my everything,I can't imagine my life without you,because you're the most important part of it,I always loved and I will always love you Cove,I love you...

You could feel your eyes starting to tear up again,you tried looking away to hide the tears

-I'm sorry...

+Sorry?for what?

-I made this situation worse by running away and hiding,that was childish,I should have listened to you but I just...the moment I heard you say that I thought that everything we lived together was a lie,but I was wrong,and only because I didn't listened to you,I'm sorry...

+It's okay,I'm glad you understand,sorry for mentioning it,I should have kept it to myself

-Don't say that,keeping it would have only made it worse,do you feel better now that you told me?

+I do,way better actually,keeping this secret was slowly ending me

You both looked at each other with a soft gaze,Cove opened his arms for a hug and you gladly took the offer,wrapping your arms in the warmest hug ever,as Cove kissed your forehead

+Don't ever think that my love for you is a lie,because that is not true

-I won't,I love you Y/N

-I love you Cove