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[deakyjoe]

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[reapers-lover]

People I currently write for!

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•last updated November 23 2024

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[thornescratch]

not to bum u out, but it occurred to me there will soon be a whole tier of rookie caps that won't have lars nicklas bäckström in the locker room :(:(

I know, I know, but I also think there's basically zero chance the organization doesn't do everything in its power to keep Nicke involved, and I bet we see his number retired when they retire Ovi's.

To be honest, given the age of his kids and the fact they're pretty established in the area, I think it's more likely Nicke sticks around locally than a lot of other players. I'm resigned to the fact that barring health issues, Ovi will go play for Dynamo for his last hurrah, which means he's more likely to return to Russia, though I'm sure the Caps will offer him some kind of similar ambassador position thing to what Rod Langway does for them (showing up at places and being Rod Langway).

There are rookie Caps yet who will experience the stare of Murder Swede!

[murdereyesnicky]

IM GONNA CRYYYYYYYY

THE TRIBUTE TO THAT ERA

THE CUT FROM ROD "SECRETARY OF DEFENSE" LANGWAY TO FEHY ON THE BENCH

LOCKER AND MAY ON THE RED CARPET

[scrapbuuk]

Langwai Island, 2008

[best1spor1player]

The Capitals have been home to many talented players throughout their history, including Alex Ovechkin, Nicklas Backstrom, Rod Langway, and Peter Bondra, among others. The team continues to compete in the NHL, aiming for further success and providing exciting hockey for their fans

[deanscroissant]

has this fandom died out?? i miss writing about joe and pat murray and gardner like-

[zodiyack]

Love At First Package

Pairing: Gardner Langway x Fem!Reader

Warnings: fluffffff

Words: 843

Request: Could I request a fluffy Gardner Langway x fem. reader long oneshot where reader wakes up and hears giggling and finds Gardner in the living room playing with their 2 little girls and reader just gushes over how good of a father Gardner is to their girls and while she’s watching her little family, reader thinks back to how she met Gardner from him being her mailman and it was love at first sight?

Taglist: @matth1w , @redspaceace-writes , @fandom-puff , @darling-i-read-it , @simonsbluee , @sebastianstanslefteyebrow , @livlaughquinn, @bubsonnobx, @bunnyweasley23​

Masterlist | Joe Mazzello Masterlist

Waking to the sound of laughter, she bolts upright and her hands fall onto the bed next to her sides for support. Noticing the lack of another body weight in the bed, she turns to see that Gardner is nowhere to be found. The giggles continue, a high pitch voice as well as some chuckles from a deeper voice. Gardner's voice.

It clicks as she rubs her eyes, a small smile on her lips as she thinks of her baby girls and husband. It had been a few years since she'd given birth to the most recent bundle of joy, Sammy. Two year old Sammy and five year old Alyssia were quite the handful, but with Gardner, she somehow survived.

Getting out of the bed and waking to the living room, her smile grows at the sight she's greeted with. Gardner, in his mailman uniform, is on his knees, Lyssie on his back and Sammy being chased by the duo. Y/N crosses her arms and leans against the wall, deciding she'd rather watch her happy trio a bit longer.

Gardner wasn't the most outgoing person, but his girls got the most energy and attention any of his coworkers had ever seen him put into another human being.

As she thought about his change with becoming a father, her mind drifted further back down memory lane.

The shy, antisocial mailman sighed as he looked at the letters in his hands. He loved his job, he loved stamps, and he loved the routine of his route. Walking to the next house on said route, he noticed a woman sitting by the front door, a box in her lap and a worried look strewn across her features.

"Excuse me?" She spoke when he came into her vision. Her voice was sweet like honey, sending a chill down his spine.

"Yes?"

"Someone left this on my porch, but I'm afraid it's not the right address. I'd hate to have this package not reach it's rightful owner. Do you think you could deliver it?"

A small smirk met his face. What a decent citizen. He nodded and walked over to her to collect the box. However, he froze just as he approached, his face mere inches from her own. He gulped. What was this feeling?

She appeared to feel it too, the way her face flushed as she averted her gaze. They stood there for a few moments before she handed the mailman the box. "Thank you..."

"Gardner. And I'm assuming your name is..." he checked the envelope in his hand, the address reading the same as the one he was at currently, "Y/N?"

Her face flushed again before she nodded. "Yep, that's me."

That's when Gardner did something he never did. He handed Y/N her mail in person. The second their fingers touched, he felt a strange chill run over him, a shiver throughout his body. It wasn't an unpleasant shiver. Rather, it was one he wished to feel again.

"Thank you, Gardner."

With a nod, he turned to walk away. Before he made it past her fence line, he stopped and looked back, "Same time tomorrow?"

The seventeenth time, he'd been counting, that he dropped off her mail, she wasn't home. He'd started hand-delivering hers, just to feel that spark again. A part of him felt down. He couldn't experience it with her being gone, no, but that wasn't the only reason. He'd felt sad that his favorite stop on his route was nowhere to be found for the day. Dare he say, he missed her.

Hesitantly, Gardner stuffed the envelopes in her mailbox. He tried to stall for time, fiddling with his bag, resorting the letters he'd put in the box. Eventually, he realized she just wasn't there, and continued on his route. He cursed himself when he noticed how much time he'd wasted while on the job- he was never late, never missed a box, never forgot a letter. Was breaking his good streak for her really worth it...?

He thought back to that question when he kissed her for the first time. The answer? Yes. It was worth it all, and he'd gladly do it again.

"Hey you." Smiled Gardner. The moment he addressed her, their kiddies whipped around and ran towards their mother.

"Momma!!" They squealed with joy, and a little too much energy for such a lazy morning.

Regardless of her current state of conscious, she returned their smiles and lifted both of the girls up, one on each hip and a loving peck on each of their heads. Then came Gardner's "loving peck", to which the girls audibly complained about, eliciting chuckles from the couple.

Looking back, she's glad she collaborated with the neighbor to make a package that would give her the courage to talk to the cute mailman. After all, she got two beautiful girls and a loving husband out of it. Of course, Gardner lost it, laughing so hard he held his sides when he found out, and he hasn't stopped teasing her since.

[ursogreat]

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[yournotsolocalcryptid]

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up to date as of Feb 23rd 2023

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Headcanons Masterlist

I currently write for all the people/characters listed below ↓ Please let me know if any links don't work :)

I want to be as clear as possible about this so no one feels misgendered or mislead by my labeling system bc I want to be as inclusive as possible so Gender neutral!reader (or GN!!reader) -  could be read as any gender or sex assigned at birth, no pronouns (or only gender neutral pronouns).  Afab(assigned female at birth)!reader - no mention of gender (ie no use of ‘girl’ or ‘woman’ or any of that) but mentions of female anatomy or other things not indicative of gender but of physical description and the like. Woman/girl!reader - there is gendered language used such as woman or girl. amab(asigned male a birth)!reader - no mention of gender (ie no use of ‘boy’ or ‘man’) but mentions of male anatomy or other things not indicative of gender but of physical description and the like. Man/boy!reader - there is gendered language used such as man or boy. she/her!reader - she/her pronouns used. he/him!reader- he/him pronouns used. if no pronouns are listed by the reader info assume that either no pronouns are used or only gender neutral ones are. 

Roger Taylor

“I just love them so fucking much”, “You came to my room and woke me up at 4am to cuddle?” and “It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?” - Fluff? | Rog x GN!reader | word count: 515 | requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list

“Friends don’t do the shit we do”, “Did you sleep at all last night?”, “Did you just moan?” and “Kiss me” - implied or minor smut? | Rog x afab!Reader | word count: 1k |  requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

John Deacon 

“Just breath okay?” - Fluff? | Deaky x GN!Reader | word count: 186 | requested from a prompt list

“Is that my shirt?”, “Make me” and “You’re so cute” - Fluff/implied smut? | Deaky x GN!reader | word count: 207 | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list 

"Is this a bad idea?" "probably" - smut + implied smut i guess | Deaky x afab!reader | word count: 755ish | requested from my 2021 halloween party prompt list

Brian May

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it” - Angst | Bri x GN!reader | word count: 170 |  requested from a prompt list

“Friends don’t do the shit we do”,  “I know you” “oh baby and I know you” and “We need to talk”- Angst/a little bit of fluff at the end? | Bri x GN!Reader | word count: 436 | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

Freddie Mercury

“I don’t lose things. I place things in locations that later elude me.” -  Freddie x GN!Reader (platonic) | word count: 109 | requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list | note - the first half is a platonic Joe fic of approximately the same length from the same prompt/request, the Freddie Version is under the asterisks 

“Do you trust me?”, “Are you blushing?" and “You’re so beautiful” - Fluff | Freddie x woman/girl!reader | word count: 319 |  requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

Ben Hardy 

Home - Fluff | Ben x GN!Reader | word count: 103 | not requested 

“Are you Jealous?” - Fluff/Angst | Ben x afab!reader | word count: 376 | requested from a prompt list  

“Like what you see?”, “Can you help me with the zipper?” and  “Are you blushing?” - Fluff? | Ben x GN!Reader - reader wears a dress, heels, and makeup but there's no pronouns used, no gendered language and no description of body type/shape. | word count: 405 | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

“We’re… just friends” “bullshit” - Angst | Ben x GN!Reader | word count: 239 | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

“Sorry to interrupt, but did you know your shirt’s inside out?” -  minor/sort of implied smut | Ben x GN!reader - reader is wearing a skirt but there are no pronouns used, no gendered language and no description of body type/shape.| word count: 343 |  requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

“It’s so cold”, “You’re an idiot” - Fluff | word count: 248 | Ben x GN!Reader | tw/cw: drunkenness/intoxication |  requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

“Oh, Fuck”, “Did you just moan?”, “You love me and want to have my babies, I get it”- fluff?/brief smut/mentioned smut/mentions of wine/drinking | Ben x afab!reader | word count: 851 | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list 

Fake it 'till ya make it - fluff/mentions of smut/some sexual themes throughout | Ben x GN!Reader | word count 1.6k | Requested

“Could you ever be happy with me?”- Coming soon 

Billy/Four (6 Underground)

“I know you” “oh baby and I know you”, “Did you just moan?”, “Stop looking at me like that” “like what?” “Like you’ve seen me naked” - light smut & implied smut | Billy/Four x afab!reader | word count: 1.3k | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list 

“Could you ever be happy with me?”, “Why are you looking at me like that?”- angst/mentioned smut/fluffy-ish ending? maybe? | Billy/Four x GN!Reader | word count: 1.5k | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

Just Someone You Used to Know Masterlist- Your childhood friend Billy (whom you thought was dead) turns up at a hospital and you get a call about it | Billy/Four x GN!Reader | word count (all posted parts): 5.1k | requested

Warren Worthington III (X-Men)

Warren? - Fluff/Angst | Warren x GN!Reader | word count: 1.3k | not requested 

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it” and “So… you’re jealous?” - Angst | Warren x GN!Reader | Word Count: 466 |  requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list

Do you trust me?” - fluff?/smut | Warren x afab!reader | word count: 1.2k | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

“Do you trust me”, “Stay with me” and “It was always you” - Angst/Fluff | Warren x GN!Reader | word count: 688 |  requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

“do you trust me?”, “It’s okay. I’ve got you” - Angst?/Fluff? | Warren x GN!Reader | word count: 700 | Requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list

Walter Hartright (Woman in White)

none yet...

Frank McCullen (Pixie)

none yet...

Charlie Nelson (Midsomer Murders)

“I’ll keep you warm” - Fluff | Charlie x GN!Reader | Word count: 489 |  requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list

Joe Mazzello 

“I’m right where I belong” - Fluff |  Joe x afab!reader |word count: 248 | tw/cw: pregnancy | requested from a prompt list

“Marry me?” - Fluff | joe x GN!reader | word count: 317 |  requested from a prompt list

“How do I look?” “Like an idiot” - Fluff? | Joe x GN!Reader |word count: 138 | requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list

“I don’t lose things. I place things in locations that later elude me.” - Joe x GN!Reader | word count: 107 |   requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list | note - there’s a platonic Freddie fic of approximately the same length from the same prompt/request under the asterisks in the same post 

“you're in love with him aren’t you?” - Angst? (pining/yearning) | Joe x GN!Reader | word count: 272 |  requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list

“He’s in love with you, Darling” - Angst | Joe x GN!Reader |word count: 491 |  requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list | collab with @vaguequeenreference

“I couldn’t sleep”, “The bed is cold without you” - Angst?/Fluff? | Joe x GN!Reader | word count: 284 | requested from my 55 dialogue prompts list 

Gardner Langway (Dear Sidewalk)

none yet...

Pat Murray (Undrafted) 

“Kiss me like you mean it”, “Are you jealous?” & “So… you’re jealous?” - Joe x GN!Reader | word count: 238 |  requested from my 50 dialogue prompts list

Javier Peña (Narcos)

none yet...

Din Djarin (the Mandalorian)

none yet... 

Rick Flag (The Suicide Squad)

none yet...

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

none yet...

[joemazzellolover]

[akindofmagic-inmylife]

Which trope irritates you the most or you think is just plain ridiculous?

I’ll start

It’s when rude!guy is getting physically aggresive with female!protagonist at her place of work or somewhere public and male!protagonist gets into fisticuffs with rude!guy (for being rude duh!) yet somehow female!protagonist gets mad at male!protagonist (??????) for making a scene because she apparently had it “under control” even though rude!guy almost practically had her in a chokehold or something

[joe-mazzello-archive]

hey gang, it’s me, regan, your favorite slut. i’m about to hit 500 followers on this blog which is bonkers considering this blog is only seven months old. however my creative energy has been zapped from me almost entirely lately for a few different reasons. so instead of doing prompts or posting a new fic (oh how i wish doj part two was done for y’all!!!!), i’m gonna do something different.

introducing regan’s recommended fic list - part one!

i wanted to give all the writers in this fandom some love. so i’m going to post one of these for each borhap actor/member of queen! maybe i can help y’all find some writers you’ve never discovered before! this is gonna be a long post so imma put it under the cut. ENJOY!

disclaimer: any actors/characters excluded from these lists are excluded simply because i don’t particularly read fics for them. these are just personal recommendation lists! ALSO you should check out the entire masterlists for all of these writers! these are just my favorite fics from them!

first up, of course, is joe muthafuckin mazzello

** = smut, 18+ only. some listed as “(series)” may have 18+ parts, if you’re under 18, please heed writer warnings.

bold = all time faves

NOW UPDATED AS OF 7/3/21

rpf

always something there to remind me (series),  born to love you (series),  between the lines, and you make me feel like dancing** by @deacyblues

baseball**, make you mine**, shooting the moon**, do you remember**, and burning desire** by @almightygwil

a thing for hermia and just a job by @brianmays-hair @/inkwell-musings

a new place to begin (series)**, home sweet home**, and plastic dinosaur** by @supersonicfreddie

none for todd** and drunk in love** by @mrbenhardys

positive reinforcement** by @queenmylovely

truth and kinks**, first time**, and first date** by @m0etenchandon

human connection by @mrhoemazzello

date night** and come on so heavy** by @just-my-sickly-pride

what would it take to think about me any other way?**, you can keep the heart from the heartbreak, i don’t need to leave with a keepsake**, and stuck in quarantine** by @slutforbritdick

meant to go this way and seven minutes in heaven by @fallingprincess

cruel summer (series) by @mistymazzello

act two, scene two** and you’re out** by @doing-all-write

love is strange by @kill4hqueen

seaside rendezvous (series) by @illfoandillfie​

does it hurt? by @gogogolilqueenie​

nutella boy (series) and just like this by @brianprobablywill​

happy birthday baby** by @orwocolor​

what happens in vegas (series) and just go with it (series) by @sohoneyspreadyourwings​

lingerie** by @freddiesaysalright​

drunk & beautiful and you don’t have to be alone by @lunie-lovegood @/mo-d3ans​

stress relief (series) by @a-night-at-the-0pera​

pat murray

cold is the night (series) by @ladyfogg

love with its back turned** by @gardnerlangway @/spreadyovrwings

paper rings (series) and you’re okay by @patmvrray​

gardner langway

lady in red (series) by @gardnerlangway @/spreadyovrwings

calling you by @ai-suru-hito-yo

signed, sealed, delivered, i’m yours by @fairytales-of-yesterday​

and then there were two and with you by @sohoneyspreadyourwings​

tim murphy (that gif gives me adult tim vibes idc fight me)

neighbor by @patmvrray

you make me live**, my love, my life, at sunset, and something new by @drtimmurphy​

six questions by @gotboredwrote​

always been you by @sohoneyspreadyourwings​

[borhap-au]

Joe Mazzello: the fluffy chronicles.

Joe Mazzello - Scars. 

When your kisses became more intense Joe put the laptop away, stopping the movie. Then he got up from the bed and went to turn the lights on.

“Leave the lights off. Please,” you tried to give him a glimpse of a smile. You knew Joey wanted to make love to you, and you weren’t comfortable with him seeing your body in its full glory. You had some scars you were ashamed of and you didn’t want Joe to notice them.

He sighed quietly. It wasn’t the first time you asked him for a favor like this, in fact, you never let him turn the lights on, and when you were intimate during the day, when the sun was still high up, you used your dark curtains to make the room darker. You said it was to make the atmosphere in the room more intimate, but Joe started to figure out your reasons.

“Y/N,” he said quietly, almost whispering, while sitting on the bed next to you. “What is it? Why do you always insist on having sex in the dark?” he gently pet your leg, wanting you to feel his touch, his closeness, and his affection.

“It’s for the atmosphere,” you used the same excuse again, but this time it just couldn’t work on him.

“I know it’s not. Please tell me the truth. Did I do something wrong?” he looked at you with concern in his eyes. He wanted you to feel just as good as you always made him feel.

“No, of course not. Come on, let’s forget about it. We were in a middle of something,” you put your hand on his bare chest, and then moved it to the side of his body, trying to bring him closer to you. He was shirtless from the foreplay you two already started that was interrupted so that Joe could turn the lights on and have a good look on you that you weren’t planning to allow.

“No, I mean it. Did I hurt you somehow? Did I touch you the wrong way? I always asked you for permission. Did you give me consent without meaning it?” he started to come up with all those different theories or why you acted the way you did towards him.

“No, no, Joey. It’s none of your fault. You were always very good to me,” you reassured him, petting his cheek. You never wanted him to feel bad, as he never did anything to deserve it. He was a very sweet boyfriend and a generous lover, you had hardly anything to complain about when it came to him.

“So don’t I deserve the truth? Why do you hide it from me?” all of his questions came only from the fact he was concerned about you. He wanted to make sure everything that wasn’t alright, would soon become nothing but a memory.

“Because that’s my thing. I try to hide things so you like me better,” you muttered quietly, avoiding his gaze.

“What?” he looked at you in disbelief. “What are you trying to tell me right now?”

“I hide my body from you, so you don’t see it, at least not that well. I just don’t want you to notice… The imperfections and all,” you muttered, still looking down. He got up, and you thought he was leaving, but when you looked up, he turned the lights on.

“No, please,” you immediately hid your body under the quilt. “I’m not ready. Please.”

“Girly… You saw me. My entire body, with all the imperfections. And do you really think I’m so materialistic to care about some minor imperfections? They don’t define your value. It’s your humor, your charisma that make you who you are. Your intelligence. There’s so much more to you than some imperfections that only you notice. Please. I love you for who you are, and not for how you look like, even though for me you’re gorgeous inside out and I feel lucky to be with someone so smart and beautiful. Can I?” he asked, sitting next to you, and gently pulling the quilt. You looked at him for a while and then sighed quietly. You knew you couldn’t hide your body forever. Eventually he had to see it. So you let him put the quilt away.

To your surprise, he didn’t immediately start to look for the things you tried to hide. On the contrary, he smiled to you and focused first on your lips, kissing you passionately. He was so tender that it made you smile to yourself, while prolonging the kiss.

Then he started kissing your jawline and quickly moved his kisses to your neck. You held your breath when he began to take off your shirt, and soon after, your bra. Only then he looked at your chest. There were a few scars here and there. Some of them made on purpose, some of them accidental, and all of them made you persuade yourself that you weren’t perfect, when in Joe’s eyes you were the exact opposite. You were his perfection.

You had most of your scars on your forearms, mostly around the wrists. You always wore long sleeves, bracelets and wristbands, so that nobody could see. But today your hands were naked, and Joe could finally see everything that you’ve been hiding. He began to plant small kisses on your hands. You looked at him a bit surprised.

“You aren’t… Disgusted?” you asked unsure. He smiled to you, petting the side of your body with his thumb.

“Of course not. I would never be disgusted by you. You’re stunning,” he softly kissed your stomach and you immediately pulled in your belly. “No, don’t do that, please. I love your body the way it is. All of it. And I’m really happy I can finally see it in full light.”

He then began to take off your trousers. Legs were also a frequent victim of your razor blade. He moved his hand on your hip, feeling the uneven skin where your scars were.

“Can you promise me you’ll stop?” he spoke softly, not trying to patronize you. It was all out of care for you and honest, deep concern for your mental health.

“I’m already done with this. Those aren’t fresh. I did them all months ago. Definitely before I met you,” you reassured him. “But it doesn’t change the fact I feel awful about them.”

“All the scars are your journey. It’s what you’ve been through in your life. I don’t want you to hurt yourself, I want you to know and feel that I will always love and protect you. But what happened in the past happened, and you shouldn’t feel bad about that. It’s what made you. It’s what brought you to me. I don’t mind your scars, just like you don’t mind all the imperfections on my body. You don’t look at me counting all the things that are bad, you look at me with love. I can see that. So why can’t you see that it’s exactly how I feel about you too? This body, your body, brings me so much joy and satisfaction. Why would I hate anything about it? Your body is you. And I love you,” he started kissing your thighs, especially the places you had scars on. His lips were warm and they made you feel hot inside, because despite the conversation that has been going on, it was still Joe fucking Mazzello kissing your body. And he could’ve had anyone in the world, but yet, he wanted you, and- Exactly. He wanted you.

“And you’re going to stay…? Even though I look like this…?” you muttered quietly, unwilling to stop his kisses.

“You mean gorgeous? Wonderful? Stunning? How do you look like, girly?” he looked at you smiling. “Because you look like all those adjectives to me. I’m not going to leave you because of some imperfections only you see in yourself. I don’t care about them. I care about you, and you’ve always been good and caring towards me. You made me feel loved. You made me feel like the best, most handsome guy in the world, even though I know I’m not one. But that’s the power of your love. And I want to give you exactly the same. I want you to believe me when I say that to me, you are perfect. You’re kind-hearted and funny and you bring light to my life. You’re my sunshine.”

“And you’re my moon and stars,” you smiled and kissed his head, leaning towards him. He smiled too.

“Where you see scars, I see hands that pet my body, make me feel good, give the best handjobs I ever had and trust me, I mean it,” you blushed when you heard that, but you couldn’t hide a smile. “You see scars, but I see stomach that I lay my head on when I felt bad, and you moved your fingers through my hair, calming me down. You see scars, but I see the legs that are not only sexy, but also strong enough to make you walk miles with me on our trips. I see not only the body that turns me on and gives me incredible pleasure, but also the person who this body belongs to. I see kindness, love, friendship. And no, I don’t love you despite the imperfections. I love you because of them. Because every single part of you makes you who you are, and that’s the person I fell in love with. I understand you may feel insecure, but I really hope I’ll be able to help you overcome your problems. Please, don’t ever think again that I’m shallow enough to break up with you because of any of those things you see when you look in the mirror that made you unsure of yourself. I’m sure of you, and I’m sure of us. You should feel like a strong, confident, badass woman that you are. And I want to do anything that’s in my power to make you feel that way,” at the end of the sentence he took your underwear off.

His lips soon wandered around your labia, kissing them, licking, and taking care of your clit with his tongue and lips. While he was doing all of that, his words resonated with you. While your body was filled with enormous pleasure, your mind revised his message. While his hands gently wandered around your body, while he was softly petting your body, your scars, you felt more loved and cared for than ever before. Only then you realized that this situation was exactly the opposite of what you thought would happen. Your fear made you unable to see how much Joe loved you, how much he wanted to make you happy. You felt better about your body now than ever before. Because you saw him treating it with such love and worship, because you realized he doesn’t mind all of the things you managed to convince yourself were too big and hideous for him to see you as sexy. You tried to hide from him, but actually, if he was able to see you long ago, your journey toward self-acceptance would have started long ago. And of course, it was not the end of it, it was just the beginning. But it was the first time you ever felt that maybe you aren’t that bad, that maybe you can be loved exactly for who you are.

Joe was being extra gentle with you. He made sure to kiss and touch every part of your body, so you were aware of it, but not ashamed of it. Of course he was worried about your mental health, because he wanted you to feel happy, and to never again feel the need to scar yourself. But the scars in itself were nothing he couldn’t live with. Actually, he didn’t mind them at all, as long as they were a memory of the past, not fresh signs you’re unwell again. He wanted you to feel good and safe with him.

You didn’t want to be on top, not that night. You already felt exposed, it was definitely enough for one day. But you felt really good when you two did it in the missionary position, with him being on you, protecting you, as if you were under his wings (after all, he was your guardian angel). He pet your cheek and smiled, admiring you. His thrusts were slow and gentle, he was being very careful with you that night, almost as if it was the first time you two ever had sex together. You didn’t mind that at all actually. You felt appreciated, especially when he planted kisses all over your face, making you chuckle. After sex, when he lay down next to you on the bed, he let you hide your body under the quilt. It was enough for one day, he didn’t want you to feel too exposed. But for you it didn’t feel like a necessity anymore, you didn’t immediately cover yourself up like you used to. That night you covered both of you, and simply hugged him. He smiled and kissed your head. That night you went to sleep without clothes on, and you let him pet your body under the quilt. It was just a beginning, but it was a step in the right direction on the journey of self-acceptance.