#curtis everett x single mom!reader

[thezombieprostitute]

Nurse Heartthrob

Summary: Your son is in the hospital and his nurse makes sure to take care of him and you.

Warnings: Ex-boyfriend angst, Hospital setting, Sick child. Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is female. No other physical descriptors used.

Word Count: ~2.5k

As always, many thanks to @bigtreefest for her help with the medical stuff!

It's a phone call no parent ever wants to get. Your son, Val, had passed out on the playground and they were rushing him to the hospital. You let your boss know what was happening and drove out to the emergency room where the school said they'd sent him. Dr. Rogers was very reassuring about everything but insisted Val get admitted to pediatrics.

Given your son's medical history you were quick to agree. Val had been diagnosed with Long QT Syndrome just a few months after he was born. That was, apparently, the final straw for your ex-boyfriend, claiming he couldn't handle the responsibility of taking care of a sick child. Never mind that having a kid was his idea to begin with. Never mind that you'd already been doing most of the work. He left the two of you and, last you'd heard, he'd been hitting up younger women at the same bar where he'd met you.

For now, though, you had to focus on your son. The pediatrics nurse, Jake, was incredible. He had Val smiling and feeling at ease in minutes while also putting you at ease with his competency. Watching your baby getting IVs, shots, blood draws never got easier but, thankfully, Jake was proficient and you know Val's not hurting more needed. The doctor comes in, asking the usual questions. You always keep a folder of Val's medical history, always updating it with each appointment.

She looks over everything and finally says, "I agree Val should stay in the hospital for a bit but we don't have room in pediatrics. Thankfully there are a few open beds in cardiology and that'll make it easier to get Val the tests he needs."

You nod in understanding and the doctor gives Jake the go-ahead.

As he starts prepping the bed to move you ask, "how long do you think until someone takes us to cardiology?"

"I'm taking you now," he smiles.

"Aren't..aren't there designated nurses? Techs? Who move the beds between departments?"

"Normally, yes," Jake nods. "But my wife works in cardiology so they let me escort patients there so I can get a few minutes with her."

"That's sweet," Val pipes up. His voice is tired, weak, and it breaks your heart.

"It really is," you agree. You stuff down the jealousy you feel. It's clear Jake loves his wife and you really wish you had that for yourself.

Jake makes conversation easy throughout the walk. Val tells him about his latest Lego creation and he gets almost cartoonishly animated, making you and Val smile.

You know you've reached the cardiology wing when Jake stands up and waves, "Dr. Wifey! Over here!"

One of the doctors stops what she's doing, her face beaming with happiness, and walks over.

Following her is one of the biggest nurses you've ever seen. He's got a buzz cut, a slight beard, and eyes that look like a clear blue sky in winter. But his build, the tattoo covered arms especially, is making your own heart flutter.

"Dr. Wifey" introduces herself to you with her actual name, though you're certain you'll always think of her as "Dr. Wifey." She asks the nurse, Curtis, to take over pushing the bed so Jake can get back to pediatrics. While she looks at Jake affectionately, get actions and tone are professional, for which you're grateful. As cute as they are together, you can only stomach so much sweetness. Less so during times like this.

You get the impression that Curtis feels the same with how he rolls his eyes a little. He smiles at you and Val, introducing himself before taking over moving the bed. He and Jake banter a little and you're not sure if they're actually friends, if they're trying to make things easier for you and Val, or both. You hope it's both.

"Okay, Jake, we've gotta get Val to his room and you gotta get back to work," Dr. Wifey says with a kiss.

"Later, Nurse Puppy," Curtis waves as he starts moving the bed.

"See ya, Nurse Heartthrob," Jake returns as he starts walking back.

While Val is giggling at the banter you see Curtis turn pink, making you not ask about the nickname. Truth be told, the way your own heart reacted to him, you're pretty sure you already know the source.

Along the way Dr. Wifey is looking over Val's chart and praising your detailed, organized folder. Her questions are so much more relevant than some of Val's other appointments. You don't have to repeat information and her follow up questions show she's actually listening. It's a nice change of pace from the doctors who never seem to believe anything you tell them.

She asks some questions directly to Val about what he was doing right before he passed out. He shakes his head and says he was just sitting around at recess. You sense there's something he's not saying and encourage him to tell the whole truth, that he's safe.

"How about we start you off with a nap?" Dr. Wifey suggests. "You've had a long, scary day and could probably use the rest."

"Yes, please," Val pouts.

"Okay," you nod. "You get some rest and I'll run home and get our hospital bags, okay? The ones with Legos?"

"Thanks, Mom," Val smiles. You smile back and say a quick goodbye before heading out.

As soon as you're out of hearing range, Curtis turns to Val, "so what were you really doing? Get into a fight with some of the other kids or something?"

Val hesitates and Dr. Wifey adds, "patient doctor confidentiality, Val. Anything you tell me is just between us."

"I tried playing kickball," he confesses. "I know I'm not supposed to. That I have be careful with my heart. But it looked like fun!"

Curtis feels his heart wrench at that. He just wants to be a kid, but because of some inherited disorder, he can't even run around.

"Why didn't you want to say anything in front of your mother?" Dr. Wifey follows up.

"Because I don't want her to get upset."

"Upset?" Curtis raises an eyebrow, immediately on guard for something horrible.

"She cries so much," Val tells whispers. "Sometimes, when she thinks I'm asleep, I'll hear her crying about wishing she could give me a normal life. I don't want her crying because I tried to play."

Curtis fights to keep himself under control. If the kickball comment wrenched his heart, this was a punch to the gut.

"She sounds like a good mom," Dr. Wifey chimes in. Curtis recognizes the emotion in her voice. Val only nods in response.

"She said the hospital bag included Legos?" Curtis chimes in.

"Yeah," Val smiles softly. "They're fun and...and normal. They help me play while not hurting my heart."

"They're definitely fun," Curtis agrees. "When you get them, can I play with them a little? I could use the diversion during my shift."

Val's smile widens, "yeah. That sounds good."

As you park in the hospital parking lot for the second time that day, you take a minute to steady yourself. You know the nap suggestion was a ploy so they could ask Val questions without having you answer for him. Normally they wait until they start doing tests but Val probably could use the rest. Maybe it was so the doctor could get some more time to look over Val's history and not duplicate any needless tests. You only hope Val finally told them something so they can take care of him properly. It's killing you that Val thinks he needs to keep secrets from you, but you suppose it's part of what happens as kids get older.

You'd been so distracted on your way last time you'd forgotten to make note of the directions to Val's bed, so you stopped at the Nurses' Station.

"Oh, Val's your kid!" Teresa, the nurse, comments. "He's such a sweetie!"

"Thank you," you smile.

"He and Nurse Heartthrob have become fast friends, too."

"Nurse Heartthrob?" Though you'd heard the nickname before, you thought it was between Curtis and Jake.

"We call him that because his appearance always makes the patients' heart rates spike," she chuckles. "He's quite the looker. Have you seen those arms?"

"I have," you half smile. "Trying not to, though. Guy that looks like him has to have a partner or something already."

She sighs, "I know. As far as we can tell he's single, but no one knows for certain. He just says he doesn't date coworkers which, honestly, don't blame him. A few girls were tempted to switch to other parts of the hospital."

That makes you chuckle. "It's nice to know I'm not the only one who's got trouble getting a date with a hottie."

"As much as I'm enjoying the compliments," Curtis's voice interrupts you, "how about I lead you to Val's room?"

Teresa's eyes widen almost as much as yours. You cough from surprise, your face heated with embarrassment. Who knew such a large man could move so quietly? Or maybe you're just that tired.

When you get your bearings you turn to Curtis, "yes, please. Thank you." When you're far enough away from the Nurses' Station you apologize. "I'm sorry about that conversation. I...should have been more respectful."

Curtis shakes his head, "not the first time I've heard something like it. Probably won't be the last."

"Still, I feel like I should be past the whole high school thing."

"Lotta people should be but aren't. You get used to it, especially in a hospital."

"I suppose people who work your kind of job do need whatever outlets they can get."

Curtis nods. "For a lot of nurses it's the gossip, the trash tv. Other times it's meditation or yoga. Stuff you don't have to think about. Lets you keep your mental energy for the patients."

"Can I ask what your outlet is?"

"Only if I can ask you a question about you and Val."

"Sure."

Curtis stops walking and leans in, conspiratorially. "My outlet is junk food. It means I have to spend a ton of time in the gym, but I'm addicted to those thousand-plus-calorie snacks and fast food. It's food I don't have to cook, don't have to worry about clean up, and it gives me the energy I need for the day."

"I can relate," you nod, smiling. "With Val's health we always have to be careful with what we eat but sometimes I'll treat myself to something on my way to work."

Curtis smiles and you feel your heart speed up. "I'm glad you treat yourself from time to time. From what Val's told us, you work really hard to take care of him."

Your smile drops, "he's my world. Such a good kid who never asked for any of this."

"But that also leads me to my question, what's the story behind Val's...Y chromosome contributor?"

"I gotta remember that one," you snort. "Last I heard, the contributor is at a bar he's way too old for hitting on women who are way too young. He swore up and down that having a kid would be great for us, that it was his life's dream to have a child. Then, when Val was diagnosed, he bailed saying he couldn't handle the pressure or something."

"Well that's bullshit," Curtis scoffs. "How much did you tell Val?"

"I told Val his 'dad' is a liar who doesn't deserve us. That he lied about being faithful to the two of us. It's enough of the truth without Val needing to worry about his health being the reason he doesn't have a dad like so many other kids."

"Your secret is safe with me," Curtis says in such a way that you believe him.

"Thank you."

"By the way, you have two hospital bags for Val? Is one of them just for his toys or something?"

"One of them is for me," you explain. "I still need to work, but I can spend all my non-work time here with him. Got myself some toiletries, a phone charger for my books, a couple changes of clothing, all that."

Curtis just nods, silently wishing more patients had someone willing to stick around for them.

When you get to Val's bed he's sleeping soundly. You're careful to get things settled so that you don't wake him. You put his latest Lego creation on the patient table so he can see it when he wakes up. You called his school while you were getting the bags and they promised to have materials for you so you can keep up his lessons.

Throughout the week, every time Curtis arrives to work, he makes sure to get you a coffee. He says it's the free stuff from the break room. You have no idea he's buying you the better stuff from the cafe and pouring it into one of the generic cups from the coffee dispenser. Some of his coworkers give him questioning looks but he pretends he doesn't see; he's not entirely sure why he's doing it either.

Sometimes when you get to the hospital after work, you'll catch Curtis and Val playing with his Legos. It warms your heart to see Val smile and laugh so much. Even when he sleeps, he's smiling. It makes you wonder if you should try getting back into dating, giving Val someone else who cares for him. Giving yourself someone who cares for you. You're not sure anyone could compare to Curtis, but that's not really a fair comparison to begin with. It's his job to be caring and supporting. To check in on you and Val. Besides, someone like him can do much better than a single mother with a sick kid.

The morning before Val gets released to go home, you go for a drive to the nearest McDonald's and order some of the worst sounding foods you see.

Back at the hospital, you spot Curtis and hand him the bag. "Just a small thank you for taking care of me and Val so much."

Curtis feels his mouth watering at the smell of the food. It's such a big bag, too! He smiles, "any time. And, uh, if it's not too forward, can I give you my number? In case you or Val need some help?"

Your eyes soften and Curtis feels his heart lurch, worried he overstepped. "I can't ask that of you, Curtis. You have such a taxing job already. You don't need to work outside of the hospital, too."

"I wouldn't consider it work," he tells you. "I'd consider it...getting to know someone better? Someone I'm...I'm interested in getting to know better?"

"Oh? Oh!" you exclaim as your eyes widen. "You...you really mean that?"

His eyes soften as he smiles. "Yeah, I mean it."

"Thank you, Curtis. I'm looking forward to calling you."

Tagging:

@alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @irishhappiness; @kmc1989; @lokislady82; @ronearoundblindly; @thiquefunlover63

[gremlin-girly]

Hello hello!

Welcome to the Fluffcember 2024 masterlist.

I'm following prompts from @fluff-cember for this challenge and have linked my Flufftober and masterlist below.

I'm doing something slightly different with this challenge because I'm quite busy this month. I'm going to be posting weekly instead of daily (at the end of the week). If a fic on the day happens to be edited and completed earlier or on the day it'll get posted to get out of my drafts - but otherwise expect a bunch of fics on Sundays!

I'll aim to have this updated weekly but who knows tbh

That's all from me. I hope you stick around!

The top banner is by yours truly and if you're taking part this year and want to use it - go ahead! (W/ credit ofc)

The dividers I'll be using are from the talented @/cafekitsune

Flufftober 2024 | Masterlist

Week 1:

Day 1: Roasted Marshmallows

Pairing: Johnny Storm x gn!reader

Summary: You miss the final team bonfire because you were ill and Johnny takes it upon himself to bring the bonfire to you.

Day 2: Hot Bath

Pairing: Steve Rogers x gn!reader

(This can be stand alone or read in the same universe as Roommate!Steve)

Summary:

Day 3: Snowman

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Summary: You and Yelena build a snowman ⛄️

Day 4: Christmas Sweater

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x gn!eader

Day 5: Northern Lights

Pairing: Thor x gn!reader

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, cuddling, established relationship, cuddling, kissing

Summary: Following on from this Flufftober installment. You and Thor decide to snuggle up and watch the northern lights.

Word count: 400

Day 6: Gingerbread House

Pairing: Bucky x gn!reader

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, petnames (sweetheart), slight innuendo (sorry)

Summary: You and Bucky attempt to build a gingerbread House.

Word count: 500

Day 7: Condensed Breath

Pairing: Ari Levinson X gn!reader

Tags/Warnings: FLUFF, first dates, kisses, the terrifying ordeal of those awful swing-things 😭, alcohol consumption

Summary: Your first date with Ari at the Christmas Market takes a turn for the worse when you agree to go on the swing ride.

Week 2

Day 8: Sparkling Snow

Pairing: Zemo x reader

Following on from this Flufftober 17 prompt

Day 9: Sugar Rush

pairing: Lloyd Hansen x reader (established relationship)

Day 10: Fallen Through Ice

pairing: 40s!pre-serum Steve x 40s!f!reader

Day 11: Slippery

pairing: Jake Jensen x Reader

Day 12: Skiing

pairing: Ransom x Reader x Blaine

Day 13: Fire and Ice

pairing: Curtis Everett x f!Reader

Day 14: Winter Soup

pairing: The Winter Soldier x Reader

Day 15: Naughty List

pairing: Dean x Reader

Week 3

Day 16: chocolate

Characters: gn!reader, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes

Day 17: Snowed In

pairing: Zemo x f!Reader

A quick follow on from number 17!

Day 18: Mistletoe

pairing: Loki x Reader

Day 19: Fondue

pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Day 20: Fairy Tales

pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Summary: Summary: You and Sam share the history of Y Mari Llwyd with Dean, who seems less than impressed.

Word count: 409

Day 21: Home Cooked Meals

pairing: Bucky Barnes x Single Mom!Reader

Day 22: Holiday Decorations

Pairing: Dean x Reader ft. Sam, Cass and Jack :)

Week 4

Day 23: Confessions

Pairing: Best friend! Jake Jensen x Best friend! f! Reader

Day 24: Christmas Tree

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (established relationship)

Day 25: The Purrfect Gift

Pairing: cat dad! Bucky x Pawrent! Reader

(Part of the Tails of New York collection - in the interim for the next installment)

Day 26: Forgiveness

Pairing: Curtis Everett x f!Reader

Day 27: Family Gathering

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Day 28: Cold Turkey

Dean Winchester x reader

Day 29: Mint

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Day 30: Warming Up

Pairing: Bucky x f!reader (established)

Day 31: Fireworks

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

(Reminiscent of that Friends episode of trying to find out whose kissing who at Midnight)

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Niamh’s Reading List - October 1st-7th 2021

I thought since I haven’t been posting fics I’d compile all the fics I’ve read and loved and share it with you guys! This also was gonna be a monthly round up but I clearly read more than I realise! 😂

Rock ‘N’ Roll People in a disco world Chapter 10 Part 2 - @wiypt-writes Paul Diskant x Reader.

Papers Part 3 - @alliewritesthings Dad!Chris Evans x Reader

Election Night - @punani College Sweetheart!Senator!Chris Evans x Black!Reader

Special Treatment - @anika-ann Ari Levinson x Reader

Moving on - @alliewritesthings Chris Evans x Reader

Necessary Arrangements Part 9 - @stargazingfangirl18 Ransom x Reader, Andy x Reader, Ari x Reader

Little Miss Scatterbrain - @starry-eyed-romantics Chris Evans x Reader

A different kind of love - @river-soul Alpha!Andy Barber x Beta!Jake Jensen x Omega!Reader

Turn the lights on - @sweetlyscared Steve Rogers x Reader

GOing for all or nothing Part 1- @sweater-daddiesdumbdork - Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Hypnotic Stirrings: Happy Wife, Happy Life - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork - Nick Vaughn x Pregnant!Reader

Rawhide Chapter 6  - @wiypt-writes Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader

Quarantine with Colin - @theycallmebecca​ Colin Shea x Reader

Higher Love Part 53 - @k-evans-writes​ Chris Evans x OFC Nickie Morrison

Life After the Snowpiercer - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork​ Curtis Everett x Reader (I’ve practically binged this so this is a link to the masterlist! 😂)

6A - @rogersevans​ Colin Shea x Single Mom!Reader

Rock N Roll People In A Disco World Chapter 10 Part 3 - @wiypt-writes​ Paul Diskant x Reader

[captainmarkone]

 Things Are Changing

Chapter Four. Characters: Curtis Everett x Reader. Warning(s): Making out, swearing... PG stuff for now. Authors Note: AGAIN- someone, for the love of god, tell this pandemic to stop so I can stop working so many hours and write?! I’ve also been feeling writers block, but something in me clicked and I wanna write it out. Hope you enjoy! SUMMARY: A few days before the revolt, Curtis meets the reader. Wondering why he hasn’t met her before in the tail section. All his plans seem to shift when he now has someone else to think about.

A deal was made between Curtis and that witch, Mason. But you being you, you didn’t trust a single word that came out of her mouth. She promised to bring Curtis to the front. But in doing so, he’d have to kill Wilfred as soon as he got there. You heard the plan but didn’t care to really listen. You stay quiet in your corner as Curtis spoke to Mason, threatening her every now and then with his blade. You had washed your face from the water train, and found yourself on the floor. Curtis wanted you close, and so you did.

Night had fallen, and you laid beside Curtis. His arms, nor yours, were around him. He was restless next to you and you could feel him. But you pretended to sleep. Being restless yourself. He began speaking to Gilliam; talking about how he can take a small group up now that he had Mason in his custody. But your heart began to ache at the sheer fact of him leaving; you being alone with no one now.

You were trying not to eavesdrop, but your eyes slowly slid open to watch Gilliam’s hand slide over Curtis’s arm. You were thankful for the darkness that covered you. You could see just a little bit from the moonlight that seeped in. But Curtis quickly covered his arm back up with his sleeve, becoming revered while the old man continued to speak.

“Better to have both arms. You can’t do a lot with one, you know?” he asked, looking at Curtis in deep thought. “Especially when you hold a woman.”

And that was when you felt Curtis shift slightly, looking down at you; you slid your eyes closed before he could see they were open. It soon became quiet and when Curtis laid back down, you slowly opened your eyes. His features were one of a man that worked years with no rest. You rested your hand on his arm, pulling it up slightly and slowly moving in close beside him. He didn’t move, or flinch.

He accepted it and let his arm move around you as you rest your head on his chest. His breathing was low, deep. You were tired from the crying, feeling lost. Absolutely exhausted.

“I... I lost my dad when I was eleven. He was taken to the front. They asked who knew about marine life and he said he did. We never saw him again. Mom started crying after... a month went by,” you said, and he remained silent; he was listening and you were just talking.

“Mom died when I was maybe... fifteen. Somehow she had an infection and... after that, I only had Vincent,” you continued, slowly looking up at the male. He was staring down at you, and you began to feel his hand rub your back. You slowly sat up, prepping yourself on your elbow and let your hand rest on the side of his face; caressing his cheek softly. His beard practically scratched your palm. You didn’t mind at all.

“I have no one... I have nothing to live for... I want to go with you to the front,” you said, and before he could protest, your lips pressed against his. Not wanting to hear him speak about you joining. His lips pressed against yours with no hesitation. The kiss was soft, had a certain meaning behind it. It was if he was saving this type of kiss for someone else.

Pulling away, you looked up at him. Your eyes soft, his own mimicking the same sort of admiration you had. Your fingertips brushed over his cheek, slowly moving it down to brush through his beard. It was soft against your fingers and you smiled softly as he watched you with careful eyes.

“You have... a lot to live for,” he said, his voice soft in the darkness. “You can come with me... only so I can protect you,” he stated, and leaned down to kiss you once more. This time is a was becoming greedy; remaining soft as it claimed you. Taking a deep breath, you pulled back and slowly sat up. Soon standing, you walked away from where you laid and went through the train car to the one past the dead bodies; back at the car that had the protein blocks. You could hear his footsteps behind you.

To be alone with Curtis. To follow what Vincent had once said to you; to take what you want and not hide in fear. You wanted him. You wanted Curtis and whatever events followed. Turning around, you were greeted by his large frame. Your hands resting on his chest, and you could feel the muscle that was laying underneath his clothes. He lifted your face up by his fingers under your chin. Thats when his lips met yours, no longer greedy, but meaningful when it pressed against yours.

You hummed in satisfaction at the feel of his lips against your own; your hands moving up his chest to wrap your arms around his neck. Keeping him close, wanting him close. He took it as a cue to press you against the wall, his hands slowly moving down the curves of your sides before moving behind you and lifting you up by your thighs; to which you instinctively wrapped your legs around him.

His tongue wanted entrance into your mouth, and you allowed it. His tongue slowly moved over yours before it engaged in a somewhat battle with yours for dominance, to which he won. His hands snaked up your body, finding the mounds of your breasts and palmed them delicately. To which you let out a breathy moan. But it all didn’t last long.

“Curtis,” someone said, peaking their head into the car. You froze, your hand still resting behind his neck. But you continued to kiss him. His neck, his cheek, his jaw; anywhere you could reach. You could tell he enjoyed it, his heartbeat was picking up when you let your tongue slide over the skin of his neck.

“Curtis!” the voice said now with urgency. It was Tanya. You heard Curtis sigh, and slowly release you. “I’ll be back,” he said, kissing you deeply before pulling away. Your hand tried to grasp his arm in the darkness, but he was already gone.

What are you doing?

Was all you asked yourself. You should be grieving. He should be grieving. Hell, you wanted to grieve together naked. You shook your head, walking away from the door and further into the protein bar car. You sighed deeply, racking your head for answers you didn’t know how to explain. Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turned to see he was back.

“You okay?” he asked, and you nodded. He leaned down, pressing his forehead against his and he stole a kiss. “You’re a distraction, so Tanya says. But when this is over... when this shit is over... you’re gonna be something I need to keep me distracted. Just how I know you’re gonna need me.”

You weren’t denying it. It was dumb, stupid even. But it seemed Curtis wanted a life with you after this was over. When he took over the front. Maybe... maybe?

He cradled your face in his hands, kissing you again to stop the thoughts in your mind. “No overthinking. We’re gonna be okay,” he said.

We. We? He wanted a “we”, an “us” with you. This wasn’t going to end well. You could feel it.