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Mommy nursing me on the park swing it was so relaxing with the fresh breeze blowing

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🦈 Daily Shark Fact: 🦈

The origin of a Nurse Shark's name is not what you think. Unbelievably, it has nothing to do with hospital staff or bedside manner. There are two prevailing hypotheses explaining where the name ‘nurse’ shark came from. The first is that they get their name from the sucking motion they make with their jaws when they feed, which resembles a baby nursing. The second is that the name actually comes from either the Old English word for sea-floor shark, ‘hurse,’ or the Middle English word ‘nusse’, which means cat shark.

[acupoftaewithsomesuga]

“Cured” • Yeosang Kang

doctor!yeosang x fem nurse!reader

summary• you have been working with Dr. Kang for years as his chief nursing officer in his family medicine clinic. You both became friends after working with him for so long and gained a bond with him. But this bond slowly turned into more than just a friendship. 

warnings• friends to lovers, smut, pet names (love, darling, baby), oral fem! receiving, nipple play, handjob, unprotected sex, passionate sex, rough sex, dirty talk, squirting. (tell me if I forgot something.)

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w/c• 8.3k 

a/n• I have had this one in my drafts for a long time and I was finally able to finish it! I was genuinely battling so much trying to write this one so if some of it sounds broken up that's because I was going back and forth with myself on this smut and how I wanted to portray Yeosang. Anyway, enjoy! I will be working on either a Seonghwa or Wooyoung smut next to complete the OT8 saga! 

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You plop onto the leather chair, feeling your body sink into it. It was the end of your long shift and you couldn’t feel happier. These past few days have been long and stressful so when you were finally able to sit down it was a relief. As the Chief Nursing Officer, you had many responsibilities when it came to clients so you and Yeosang needed to have frequent meetings about patients. You have been working for Yeosang for years allowing you both to grow comfortable and close to each other. You both had a very tight friendship outside of work as well but recently the friendship has been on edge. Yeosang in a work setting and him outside of work are 2 different Yeosang's. At work, he is very professional with you and his colleagues. He can come off as very stern and demanding when he is at work. But when you are both by yourself he comes off very shy. All the years you have known Yeosang you have seen him as a shy person that only talks when he is comfortable. It took a few months for you to get Yeosang to open up to you but you didn’t mind because his company was enough. 

One night you and Yeosang hung out at his house to have drinks. This was a normal occasion for the both of you but things went a little differently than you expected. You were both on the couch just watching a documentary when you decided to place your head on Yeosang’s shoulder. Yeosang likes his personal space, so it surprised you when he didn’t move out of the way. You didn’t think much of it but you soon realized that Yeosang placed his hand on your inner thigh. You felt his hand squeeze tightly causing you to look up at him. He met your gaze and you just looked at each other for a minute. He moved closer to you to kiss you but you turned away. You were so drunk and you couldn’t comprehend the situation at the time but all you knew was that if you kept going you would both end up fucking each other. You didn’t want that, at least not yet. 

You keep replaying that night over and over again in your head to the point where you can't look at Yeosang without thinking of the naughtiest thoughts. The way his veins popped out of his hands when he squeezed your thighs turned you on the most. You kept replaying how needy he looked when he stared into your eyes. The soft little whimper that escaped his lips when you moved your head away. The thought of him has been driving you insane since that night and you genuinely didn’t know how to feel about your friendship with Yeosang. 

You were soon broken out of your trance when Yeosang walked into his office. He had his signature white lab coat on with his stethoscope draped around his neck. Under his lab coat, he had a black turtle neck that fit tight around his upper body. He had his black glasses on, which made him look extremely adorable. He had his paperwork in his hand ready to go over the reports for the day. Yeosang greeted you with a smile before sitting down and talking over the patients’ cases. 

He continued to talk like nothing happened between you over the weekend. Was he that drunk? Or is he just good at avoiding conflict? You were so confused and you started to wonder if what happened last weekend happened. Yeosang went on about the influx of patients and the statistical growth of the clinic. But honestly, you weren't hearing anything he was saying. You heard his voice fade as you stared at him. You continued to nod now and then just so it looked like you were actively listening. The way he smiled at you warmed your heart. His smile was so infectious, you couldn’t help but smile back. “Y/n, I want to thank you for working hard and being my right-hand man. I couldn’t do any of this without you.” his sudden comment took you aback for a second. “Oh- it’s my pleasure, Dr. Kang,” you expressed, flashing his professional name before bowing. When you were in the workplace, you always kept it professional, but outside of work, you treated each other as close friends. You both agreed that unprofessional behavior in the workplace wouldn’t be allowed. 

Yeosang suddenly smiled before getting up from his seat. You just stared at him not realizing that he wanted to hand you the paperwork before he left. “Oop, I’m sorry,” you apologized rising from your seat and reaching out for the paperwork. Your fingertips brushed against Yeosangs as you grabbed them from his hand. Your eyes meet and he immediately looks away, lightly laughing to himself in embarrassment. “We don’t have to be awkward about this Yeosang,” you uttered before looking back at him. Yeosang suddenly looked at you in confusion. “Y/n what are you talking about?” He asked innocently trying to look as if he didn’t understand what you were saying. You looked at him and tilted your head to the side. Was he serious? “Last weekend Yeosang..” you said looking at him, your eyebrows raised. Yeosang’s eyes widened, and his face started to turn a subtle shade of pink as he realized what you were referring to. He looked down, his eyes fluttering, and his voice dropping down a little above a whisper. “O-oh. that,” he said before trying to clear his throat. You looked at him with concern, you had never seen him this flustered before. “I don’t know what you are talking about y/n.” He said with confidence looking up at you. 

“Yeosang, you don't remember? You tried to kiss me while we were drunk last Saturday. I turned away from you. Y-you whimpered in displeasure when I moved my head away from yours.” You said trying to recall his memory so he couldn't deny what happened. You watched Yeosang’s ears turn bright red as he listened to your words, his eyes darting back and forth between yours and the wall. He opened his mouth to deny it again, but then his gaze dropped, looking at the floor, his shoulders sagging in defeat. “I-I think I remember, but I didn’t do it on purpose.” he expressed looking up at you, trying to see if you believed his lie.

He was so adorable when he tried to explain himself, all you could do was smile. You were looking at him but he didn’t dare to look at you directly. His eyes were darting around the room and he suddenly became fidgety. You could tell he was anxious and on edge, you wanted to fix that. Without thought you put the papers down on his desk and placed both of your hands on his cheeks, pulling him closer to you. “Yeosang, it's okay,” you said softly, rubbing your thumb on his cheek, “this would be so much easier for us if you just said you like me.” You saw Yeosang close his eyes and take a deep breath before speaking. “I’m scared y/n. I'm scared of ruining our friendship, of not being good enough for you.” he paused and took another deep breath before continuing, “But if I'm being honest with myself. I think I might be in love with you.” His eyes locked onto yours, filled with a mix of fear and hope as if he was waiting for your response to determine the fate of his heart. All you could do at that moment was smile at his sweet confession, your heart melting. “That’s all I needed you to say Sangie,” you whispered, pulling his closer to your face. You felt Yeosangs arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. You both closed your eyes as your noses brushed against each other, followed by your lips colliding together. 

Both of your faces became warm and flushed with a vibrant shade of pink. Your heart was pounding out of your chest to the point where you could feel your pulse through your fingertips. You pulled away and looked up at Yeosang, light laughs then came from both of you. Your head started to spiral as you continued kissing each other softly. You felt Yeosang’s hands roam down your back, tracing the curve of your spine as he pulled you even closer. You felt his lips curve into a smile of satisfaction against yours. He pulled away gently and pressed his forehead against yours. “Well, I was thinking... maybe we could start by making this official,” he said, his voice filled with confidence. "You know, as a couple. If you'd like, that is. We have known each other for a few years now and have made many memories together. In other words, I would like to be with you and only you.” He asked, squeezing onto your waist anticipating you to say yes. “Absolutely Yeosang,” you agreed, your eyes sparkling with adoration. Yeosang's eyes lit up with joy as he pulled you closer to him and laid another kiss on your lips. He pulled back slightly, his face inches from yours, and whispered, "I'm so happy, y/n. I promise to make you proud to call me your boyfriend." You giggled slightly at the thought of him thinking you weren’t proud of him. “I’m already proud Yeosang, you are everything I ever wanted.” You confessed, causing his cheeks to flush a gentle pink as he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. 

He caught your hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your hand. "I have a surprise for you," he said, his voice low and mysterious. “Hmm?” You hummed, looking at him with curiosity, your heart pounding as he made his way to his desk drawer and pulled out a small box. "I've been planning this for a while now," he said, opening the box to reveal a beautiful silver necklace with a small, intricately designed locket. "I want you to have this," Your heart was racing as he pulled out this pretty necklace, his fingers rubbing against the locket. “Oh wow- Sangie it’s beautiful. How long have you been planning this?” You asked, looking at him with admiration. Yeosang's smile grew wider as he gazed at you, his eyes filled with adoration. "I've had it for a few weeks now," he admitted, his voice low and husky. "I was waiting for the perfect moment to give it to you. And I think this is it. I was going to give it to you last Saturday but everything kinda didn’t go as planned," he confessed, causing you to look at him apologetically. 

You ran your hand against his arm, kissing him on his cheek. “It’s so pretty baby, I love it so much. Thank you.” You smiled before turning around and moving your hair out of the way so he could put it on you. Yeosang's face lit up with joy as he fastened the necklace around your neck, his fingers brushing against your skin. He turned you around to face him, his gaze fixated on the locket now resting against your chest. "You look beautiful," he whispered, his eyes shining with emotion. “Thank you so much baby,” you cooed grabbing his hand and holding it softly before planting a light kiss on his lips. Yeosang's eyes fluttered closed as you kissed him, a soft sigh escaping his lips. He deepened the kiss, his hands wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. 

After a moment, he broke away, his breathing slightly ragged. "I love you." You smiled hearing those words come out of his mouth. You would usually say that as friends but hearing that come from him as your partner made your heart flutter. “I love you too. Thank you for loving me,” You said before caressing his cheek. “Yeosang…” you said shyly looking up at him. Yeosang's eyes locked onto yours, his expression soft and tender. He leaned in, his forehead touching yours, as he whispered, "What is it, my love?" His voice was gentle, inviting, and full of affection. “I-I don’t want to be alone tonight. Can I please stay with you?” you asked your eyes gleaming with anticipation. You saw a smile form on Yeosang’s face radiating warmth and comfort. “You never have to ask my love,” he whispered, the sudden nickname made your heart swell causing you to melt right into his hands. “You're always welcome to stay with me, tonight and every night.” He expressed pressing his forehead against yours again. “Thank you baby.” you expressed, pressing your head on his chest before saying “Should we get going? It's been a long week.” Yeosang chuckled, pulling you closer to his body. "I think we've earned a break after this week," he agreed, nodding. "Let's get going. I have a few things planned to help us unwind." He smiled mischievously, leading you towards the door by your hand. You looked at Yeosang lifting your eyebrows at his so-called plans for unwinding. 

You were feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves getting the best of you. Yeosang and you have been friends for years and you have been to his house on multiple occasions but the thought of the both of you being in his home as lovers and not just friends caused your head to spiral. As you walk out of the door Yeosang's grip is gentle, the feeling of a reassuring grasp. "Hey, you okay? You look a little nervous," he asked looking at you with slight concern. “No, I’m good, I promise. It’s just that we are actually together. Like it’s official.” You nervously chuckled. Yeosang's smile softened, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "I know it's a big change, but I want you to know that nothing's changed between us, except that now we get to explore this new side of our relationship together," he said, his voice low and gentle.

Yeosang always had the best responses. It just reminded you of how much you liked him. Your nerves started to subside as you made it to his car. As you reached the car, Yeosang unlocked the door and opened it for you, helping you in with a gentle gesture. He then walked around to the driver's side, sliding into the seat with ease. "So, I was thinking…” “Yes?” you grabbed your seatbelt and buckled it. He started the engine and began to drive, his eyes flicking to you for a moment before returning to the road. "I was thinking we could head to my place, and have a quiet night in. I can cook us something, and we can just relax together," 

You looked at him flashing him a cute tiny smile before nodding your head. “Yes! That would be great!” You were always gleaming with excitement when Yeosang offered to cook. His lips formed a smile, followed by his chuckling. "I'm glad you're excited. I've been experimenting with some new recipes, and I think you'll like what I've come up with," he confessed. “Please tell me more,” you said shifting your eyes from the road to Yeosang. “Well, I've been wanting to try my hand at making some of my favorite dishes, and I think I've finally perfected a bulgogi recipe," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. Your eyes lit up at the thought of Yeosang making bulgogi for dinner. “Bulgogi! I have been craving that for the past few weeks,” you expressed, flashing him an adorable smile. "Ah, really? I'm glad I decided to make it then! I'll make sure to add some extra marinated beef just the way you like it.” 

You couldn’t help but blush at the fact that Yeosang knows you so well. He knows exactly what you love and that amplifies the love you have for him. He noticed your blushing and his eyes softened, his expression filled with affection. He reached out and gently placed his hand on your thigh, his fingertips grazing the fabric of your scrubs. "I should know what you like, after all this time," he whispered, his voice low and husky. You started to feel shy at his words and his touch. Your heart facing as he flirted with you effortlessly just making him more attractive than he already is. He chuckled softly as he saw the effect his words had on you. He continued to drive, but his hand remained on your thigh, his thumb tracing gentle circles on you. "You're still so cute when you're flustered," he whispered, causing your heart to beat faster. You looked at your watch and your heart rate went from 78 to 105. 

He followed your gaze to your watch and raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Ah, I think my nurse's heart rate just spiked. Perhaps I should take a look at those vitals," he teased. You giggled at his comment, rolling your eyes and placing your hand on top of his. He smiled in satisfaction knowing that he successfully annoyed you. He turned his hand over, intertwining his fingers with yours. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze, his smile growing wider. "I think we're going to have to get your vitals checked more frequently," he whispered, his voice husky with intimacy. You squeezed his hand back looking up at him. “Is that so?” He nodded, his eyes locked on yours, the spark of attraction between you palpable. "Mmhmm," he murmured, his voice low and suggestive. "I think it's necessary for your overall health and well-being," he added, rubbing his thumb against your skin. You couldn’t help but giggle at his playful teasing feeling your heart rate rise again.

Yeosang turned into his driveway, coming to a slow halt, and putting his car in park. He chuckled and leaned in closer to you, whispering against your ear. "I think we're getting close to a diagnosis," he whispered. "You're exhibiting all the classic symptoms of attraction." Your heart was pounding against your chest seeing Yeosang like this. You were so used to seeing him in different ways but this one was entirely new. You liked how he was slowly taking control of you. He wasn’t overly possessive about it but somewhat gentle and playful. He straightened up, his eyes never leaving yours, and he gently brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. His touch sent a shiver down your spine, and you felt your pulse quicken even more. "I think we need to take some further action to treat this condition," he suggested before kissing your cheek. Your cheeks started to flush at his comment, looking up at him shyly. 

He smiled, his eyes sparkling with amusement, and he leaned in closer, his face inches from yours. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he whispered, his breath caressing your skin. "I promise to make it a painless procedure," he added causing you to squeeze your thighs together, trying to keep your composure. You both haven’t even got inside the house and you were already flustered by him. Your desire for him grows with every teasing comment. He chuckled, his eyes never leaving yours, and he reached out to gently brush his thumb against your lower lip. "I think we're going to have a very thorough examination," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "Shall we proceed?" In this moment you felt like you couldn’t use your words properly. You were shocked at his comment but you nodded in agreement causing him to smile at you playfully. 

He opened his door before running to your side and opening your door, guiding you out of the car. Once you got out he intertwined his fingers with yours, guiding you to the front door. He took out his keys and unlocked the door, opening it swiftly. You were met by the familiar look and smell of the house, making it feel like your second home. As you stepped inside, he followed closely behind, his fingers still intertwined with yours. He closed the door behind him, the sound of the lock clicking into place making you feel a sense of intimacy wash over you. "Welcome home," he said, taking his shoes off at the door. You giggled pulling him in closer and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Do I get a housewarming gift?” You said playfully, feeling more comfortable knowing that you were in the comfort of his house and not trapped in the car. 

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer as he chuckled, his warm breath tickling your ear. "Oh, I think I can arrange something special for you," he whispered, his hands sliding down to rest on the curve of your hips. "But first, let's get you…” His eyes locked onto yours, a mischievous glint sparkling in his gaze. He leaned in, his lips inches from yours, and whispered, "Comfortable." With that, he swept you off your feet, lifting you into his arms as if you weighed nothing. You giggled in excitement as he carried you, your hand resting on his chest as he guided you to his bedroom. He opened the door and he carried you across the threshold of his bedroom. He set you down gently on the bed, his hands lingering on your waist as he gazed at you with an admiring look. "You look lovely in my bed." You couldn’t help but blush at his comment knowing that he had fantasized about taking you on his bed multiple times before. He noticed the flush rising to your cheeks and his smile grew wider, his eyes burning with a soft, tender intensity. "I think it's time for that examination," he whispered, his fingers tracing the curve of your jawline as he leaned in closer. "Is that heart rate of yours still going up?” he questioned looking down at your watch. You instantly nodded your head looking at him with pure desire. You gripped onto his sheets before whispering, “Is there a way you could help me?”

His pupils dilated as he gazed at you. He leaned in closer, his warm breath whispering against your ear. "I think I can prescribe something to help you relax," he whispered, his fingers tracing the edge of your collarbone, causing your breathing to hitch.“I-is there a way that I can pick up the prescription today? I don’t think I can wait any longer,” you breathed, playing along with him, running your hand down his chest. He chuckled low in his throat, his chest vibrating against your hand. "I think I can arrange something," he whispered, his lips brushing against your earlobe. "But first, I need to examine you a bit more thoroughly," he whispered, his fingers sliding beneath the hem of your shirt, his touch sending sparks of electricity through your body. You looked at him with needy eyes as you felt his hand make its way up to your chest, his hand pressing against where your heart would be. He looked at you for a minute before speaking, making you whine with anticipation. “Your beats per minute is still high my love,” he commented, moving his hand down to your boob. His thumb began to trace gentle circles around your nipple, his touch making your head spiral. "I think I need to take your pulse in a few other places."

Your breath hitched and you jumped slightly at the feeling of Yeosang’s thumb touching your nipple. Your eyes started to close slightly as you looked at him with desire and desperation. “S-sangie you’re going to get enough of teasing me like this,” you breathed trying hard to hold back a moan. His thumb continues teasing circles around your sensitive peak. "Oh, my love, I'm just getting started," he purred, his other hand sliding down your stomach to the waistband of your scrubs. "And I want to make sure I cover all the vital areas." Your eyes grew wide as you felt his fingers trail down and lightly tease the skin under your panties. This feeling started to become too much for you, making your core clench. He chuckled as he continued his explorations. "It seems you're quite reactive," he observed, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric to stroke the soft, heated flesh beneath. "I think I need to take a closer look at the problem area." You whimpered and grabbed onto his arm feeling an overwhelming amount of pleasure in multiple areas. He starts to glide his fingers against your soaked core causing you to finally moan. 

He groaned at the sound of your moan, his fingers delving deeper, stroking through the slick evidence of your arousal. “So- wet already," he murmured, his thumb finding your sensitive clit and circling it gently. "I'd say this requires immediate attention.” “Yeosang please-,” you breathed looking at him with half-lidded eyes, not truly knowing what you were begging for. His eyes darkened with lust and he bit down on his lower lip. "Please, what, my dear?" he whispered, his thumb still rubbing circles on your sensitive bud while his other thumb was caressing your nipple. "Tell me what you need, and I'll give it to you." You whined softly, gripping his arm tighter. “Please-“ you begged again, not being able to utter any words.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he breathed, "If you don’t tell me what you want baby I’ll stop.” You felt your cheeks turn hot at his subtle demand, your fingers gripping tighter onto his arm. “Don’t stop…” you pleaded, looking into his eyes. His gaze locked onto yours, softly biting onto his lower lip. "Don't stop what, baby? Tell me what you need, and I'll give it to you." He emphasized his point by stilling his fingers, leaving you aching for his touch. You looked at him shyly, feeling slightly embarrassed by how good he was making you feel and how responsive you were being. He sensed your neediness, his fingers resuming their gentle strokes. "Shh, don't be shy," he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "You're safe with me. I only want to make you feel good." 

“Yeosang, can you please make love to me?” You expressed your voice in a low whisper. His eyes locked onto yours, a spark of desire igniting in his depths. He stopped moving his fingers against your sensitive bud and peak and leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft tender kiss. "I've been waiting to hear those words, baby," he whispered, his voice filled with restraint. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" You paused thinking about his question. You haven’t been in a relationship in a while and Yeosang was going to be the first man in years that you have given yourself to. Your desires and fantasies of Yeosang were finally coming true but in a sense, you were scared of being hurt. You knew for sure that Yeosang wouldn’t do anything to hurt you so you gave into your temptations, caressing his arm and kissing him slowly. “I’m ready,” you breathed, staring into his eyes. His gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with intensity as he searched for any sign of hesitation. Seeing only conviction, he nodded slowly, his lips curling into a gentle smile. "I'll take care of you," he whispered, his words sending a thrill through you. 

“I know you will,” you breathed placing your hand on his cheek and pulling him in closer, pressing your foreheads together to show a sign of trust. “I’m yours Yeosang,” you whispered placing a passionate kiss on his lips. You felt his hand trail up to the hem of your shirt, tugging at it softly. You broke the kiss for a second as Yeosang lifted your shirt above your head, your necklace he gifted you falling onto your chest causing a soft smile to show on Yeosang’s face. “I’m yours, y/n.” he breathed, his hands gripping your thighs. "I'll always be yours, and you'll always be mine," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion.

You felt yourself melting under his touch and words, causing you to wrap your arms around his shoulders pulling him in for another kiss. He obliged, deepening the kiss as his hands roamed your back. His fingers grazed your skin, leaving trails of fire wherever they touched. He moaned softly, the sound vibrating against your lips as he pulled you closer, his body pressed against yours. Your hands moved their way to his v-line, rubbing it softly before curling your fingertips around the hem of his turtleneck. A low groan escaped him as your fingers brushed against his sensitive skin. He tilted his head, giving you better access as you slowly tugged his shirt up, exposing his chest. His skin was smooth and warm to the touch, and you felt his breath hitch as your fingers danced over his collarbones.

You started to rub your fingertips up and down his body, looking up at him and watching his reactions to your touch. His stomach tightened as you trailed your fingers over his skin. He was slightly whimpering as your fingertips made intimate contact with him. You moved your hands up, grazing over his chest before running down his arms to his hands. You moved his hands to your scrubs, wanting him to undress you further. He whispered your name, his voice barely audible, as his hands hesitated for a moment before grasping the hem of your scrubs. You moved up your hips slightly from the bed allowing him to slide them off of you. As he pulled the scrubs down, his fingers moved against your skin. He tossed the garment aside, his eyes never leaving yours, and then his gaze slowly trailed down your body, taking in every inch of you. His breath caught, and he whispered, "You're beautiful." Yeosang’s compliment caused you to blush slightly. He stepped closer to you, reaching out to gently brush a few strands of hair out of your face before leaning in to brush his lips against yours in a soft kiss. 

“And you’re extremely handsome,” you murmured against the kiss trailing your hands down to his belt, unbuckling it. You felt him moan against you as you unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them. “I’ve been waiting for this for so long Sangie,” you confessed, tugging down at his pants and letting them fall to the ground. He groaned, his lips parting from yours as he looked down at you with a burning intensity. His eyes seemed to flash with desire as he looked at your face, his chest heaving with rapid breaths. He stepped out of his pants, his eyes never leaving yours, and kicked them aside. 

You bit your lip seeing his change in demeanor, seeing how he was fighting the urge to tear your remaining clothes off and ruin you on the spot. But instead of doing that, he was allowing you to guide the whole situation just to make sure you were comfortable. You grabbed his hands and placed them on your thighs. He started to rub gently, his eyes following your every move. You reached behind your back and unhooked your bra causing your straps to loosen on your shoulders. His breath started to become hitched as you removed the bra from your chest, exposing yourself to him. His eyes widened, and his hands stilled on your thighs as he took in the sight of your bare chest. His fingers dug gently into your skin as if trying to anchor himself. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and his fingers twitched with restraint. He looked up at you, his eyes burning with desire, and whispered, "So perfect- you're absolutely perfect," his voice thick with longing. You could tell he couldn't resist anymore, leaning forward to capture one of your nipples between his lips, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud as his hands moved up to cup your breasts, thumbs grazing over your other nipple.

You felt the sensation run through your body causing you to gasp his name. You ran your fingers through his hair pushing him closer to your chest. He moaned softly against your nipple, the vibration sending intoxicating sensations throughout your body. He sucked gently, his tongue laving over your nipple as his hands kneaded the soft flesh of your boob. He was lost in the taste and feel of you, his need to possess and claim you growing with every passing moment. You continued to moan in ecstasy, feeling your soaking wet core start to throb. 

His lips released your nipple, it wet from his saliva. He looked up at you with lust-filled eyes as his large hands slid down your body, fingers dancing over your skin, teasing and caressing. He reached the apex of your thighs and gently pushed your legs apart, looking at your soaked panties. “Fuck baby…” he breathed at the sight of you, his dick twitching against the fabric of his boxers. He placed himself between your legs and wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you. In response, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he moved you further up the bed. He hovered over you and placed kisses on your neck as his hand rubbed your thigh gently. “I love you baby,” he breathed against your neck before trailing kisses down to your chest, stomach, and thigh. “I love you too,” you moaned, feeling his breath close to your heated core.

His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties and slowly slid them down, exposing your glistening, swollen pussy to his hungry gaze. He groaned low in his throat at the sight, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "You're so wet for me already.” You whined looking at him, “Only for you Yeosang.” He groaned at your response, dipping his head and placing a soft, open-mouthed kiss on your core, his warm breath fanning over your sensitive flesh. You felt him lick a slow, sensual path from your entrance to your clit, swirling his tongue around the bud before sucking it gently into his mouth. You gasped eagerly followed by a broken moan feeling the sensation of him rapidly sucking on your swollen clit. His mouth moved in a fervent rhythm, sucking and licking with increasing intensity. His hands gripped your thighs, holding you open to his hungry mouth as he reveled in the taste and scent of you. “S-sangie!” You groaned, reaching down and pressing his head further down on top of your core. 

“Don’t stop.” You begged, pulling your legs up further into the air. He obliged, hooking your knees over his shoulders, opening you wider to his greedy mouth. His tongue delved deeper, thrusting inside you as his thumb ran circles against your clit, the dual sensations driving you closer to the edge. He moaned against your pussy, the vibrations adding to your overwhelming pleasure. You threw your head back in ecstasy, your fingers grasping onto his hair gently as you felt him please you. Your head started to spiral as you felt his other hand reach for your boob, his middle finger flicking your hardened nipple. A guttural moan escaped your lips feeling everything being touched at the same time. You were embarrassingly close just from him touching you like this for only a couple of minutes.

He could feel your walls clenching around his tongue, your juices coating his face as he ate you out. Your hand gripped onto his forearm and the other gripped onto the sheets. You were moaning loudly the sound echoing through the room. “Yeosang… so close…” you expressed feeling your core twitch. He increased the pace, his tongue delving deeper, his thumb flicking faster over your swollen clit, coaxing your orgasm to the surface. He could feel your body tensing, your pussy spasming around his tongue. “Yeosang! Fuck!” you moaned loudly feeling the knot in your stomach pop causing you to release all over his mouth. He lapped up every drop of your release, his tongue gently soothing your sensitive core. Your legs started to shake as you rode out your high, Yeosang continuing to rub your sensitive clit slowly with his thumb. Once your trembling eased, he slowly released your legs from his shoulders, pressing gentle kisses to your inner thighs before crawling up your body to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. You pressed your tongue into his mouth, tasting your sweet juices on his tongue. You moaned into the kiss, biting his bottom lip in desperation. 

He groaned into the kiss, his hands roaming your curves as he devoured your mouth, his own desire growing at the taste of you on his lips. He broke the kiss, his breath ragged, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at you. "I need to be inside you baby." Your heart rate quickens at his words, feeling like you are going to explode at the thought of Yeosang being deep inside you and finally stretching you out. “Please…” you plead, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. “Are you sure? Is that okay?” He asked for reassurance and consent to ensure you were 100% sure you wanted him. 

You slid your hand on his side and down to the fabric of his boxers, continuing to make intimate eye contact with him. His breath started to become rigged at the feeling of your fingertips on his skin. You trailed your hand down to his hard member pressed against his boxers. Tracing his shaft with your fingertips, feeling how thick he was. He moaned slightly as he felt your palm press against his length, making his twitch against your hand. “Take them off.” You whispered watching his eyes darken at your request. He sat up and curled his fingers around the hem of his boxers, pulling them down slowly as he looked at you. 

He watched your reaction as you saw his dick spring out, smirking at your wide eyes. Without hesitation, you grabbed onto his dick and started to pump him up and down causing him to involuntarily buck into your hand. “And Sangie I’m 100% sure I want you inside me.” Yeosang threw his head back at your words, a groan coming from him as you continued to stroke him. Your thumb ran circles against his tip, rubbing his precum across it as you whispered, “Please fuck me.” He leaned down, claiming your lips once more in a searing kiss, his tongue twirling with yours as he guided the broad head of his cock to your entrance, teasing you. "Tell me you want this, baby. Tell me you need my cock inside you." You looked at him with pleading eyes and whined, “Yes Yeosang please.” Your fantasies almost being satisfied made your core throb. 

At your desperate plea, he slowly pushed forward, the head of his cock entering your entrance. You felt your core desperately clench around his tip, your body going into shock at the feeling of him. He paused for a moment, giving you time to adjust to the sensation of his thick girth stretching you out. "You feel so tight, baby," he whimpered, his voice strained. You felt him ball up the sheets near your head. You watched him shut his eyes, his eyebrows scrunching together from the feeling of you wrapped around his swollen tip. You saw him struggling to keep it together so you reached up and caressed his cheek, looking into his eyes passionately. “You can go deeper Sangie,” you cooed, kissing his lips gently. With a deep breath, he began to push in further, his hips rocking slowly as he worked his length deeper into your heat. You threw your head back as you felt his dick fill up your soaked core. The sheets crumpled as his grip tightened, a low groan escaping him as he savored the incredible feeling of your body accommodating his. "So good, baby," he groaned, kissing you gently. Yeosang moaned with pleasure as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer inside of you wanting to feel him fill you up more with his dick. Your inner muscles were gripping his cock desperately tight as he thrust in a bit harder, his hips undulating as he sought the perfect angle for maximum pleasure. "You're so fucking perfect like this," he whimpered.  

You could sense that Yeosang was becoming a bit more eager with every slow and rough thrust. You were losing control as you gently clawed onto his side, your breathing hitched and rigged. You could see in his eyes that he wanted to ruin you. All those times you have come to his house he has imagined you like this. Your loving eyes locked onto his, your eyelids fluttering closed, your mouth open slightly causing your desperate moans to escape, and your hands gripping onto him as he rammed into you. You could tell he was losing control but he wanted to respect you and go at your pace. “Oh yeosang,” you breathed. Hearing you moan his name like a plea drove Yeosang to the brink. He leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss, his tongue delving deep as he continued to thrust in long, deep strokes.

Your hand trailed to the back of his head, your fingers running through his hair. You were in heaven and lost complete control of your body. You started to grind against his deep thrust, wanting him further inside of your soaked core. “Just like that,” you moaned as his dick kissed your cervix with every slow thrust. Yeosang groaned into your mouth, his hips snapping forward as he hit that perfect spot inside you. He could feel your walls fluttering and clenching around his throbbing cock, the sensation driving him wild. He broke the kiss, panting as he gazed into your lust-filled eyes. 

"I love you,” he breathed, making your heart melt. “I love you too, forever,” you expressed, smiling softly. He smiled back, lifting his body and looking down at you while he kept his slow deep pace. He was looking at how perfect you looked like this. Your hands above your head, your legs spread, your boobs bouncing from each thrust. the way his dick was sliding in and out of you, his dick completely drenched in your juices. You watched as he grabbed onto your thighs and started to thrust into you faster. You threw your head back and moaned in ecstasy. Your walls started to clench tighter around him. 

Yeosang's pace intensified, his hips snapping forward in a relentless rhythm as he pounded into you. The sight of your pleasure-drunk expression, the way your body accepted him so completely, was too much for him to resist. Your whiny moans filled the room and bounced off the walls causing them to echo throughout the house. "Look at me," he demanded, his voice strained with need. You looked up at him, your eyes slightly fluttering closed as you tried to keep your composure. Yeosang's gaze locked onto yours, his eyes burning with intensity as he took in every detail of your face. He could see the struggle to maintain control, the battle to keep your senses from being overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through your body. Yeosang's eyes flared with desire as he watched you lose yourself in pleasure, your body responding so eagerly to his increasingly forceful thrusts. He gripped your thighs harder, using the leverage to pound into you, the headboard slamming against the wall with each deep penetration. "Ah, yes... like that... " your voice aching with desire, your words punctuated by ragged breaths as he thrusted deeper into your needy core. His eyes never left yours as he watched your reaction to his intense lovemaking. 

You felt Yeosang’s hand trail from your waist to your core. Your eyes snapped open as you felt Yeosang's thumb apply gentle yet firm pressure to your clit, his fingers dancing across the sensitive bundle of nerves as he watched you teeter on the brink of orgasm. You moaned in desperation feeling both parts of you being pleased at the same time. Yeosang had you in his grasp and he wasn’t letting go of you. Filling you up with his dick repeatedly and hitting your sweet spot was enough to pull you over the edge. But now that he had his fingers massaging your clit you were close to releasing around him. You could feel your walls fluttering around him, the rhythmic squeeze of your inner muscles urging him to bring you over the edge. He intensified his efforts, rubbing your clit with firm, circular motions as he continued to thrust into you, chasing your pleasure with single-minded focus. "Come for me, my love," he groaned, watching you become undone. 

You threw your head back once again and shut your eyes. A guttural moan escaped your lips as you clenched around him and started to come. Your walls were spazzing around his dick and you started to yell out Yeosang’s name. You felt an overwhelming flood of pleasure as he continued to thrust into you, his fingers moving faster against your clit. “Sangie, you're about to make me-,” Before you could finish your sentence you squirt. Yeosang's eyes widened as he watched the intense pleasure overcome you, his thrusts faltering for a moment as he took in the sight of your release. The sight of your juices squirting from your core, coating his hand, dick, and stomach, sent a jolt of satisfaction through him. “Oh my fucking god Yeosang!” you screamed in pleasure as he kept thrusting into you. Your legs started to shake involuntarily as he overstimulated your throbbing core.

"Ah, my dear so responsive," Yeosang groaned, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm as you felt your climax wreck your body. He could barely hold on to his control, the sensation of your inner walls clenching around him, milking him with each spasm, pushing him closer to the edge. "You feel so good, baby. I'm going to-” You grabbed onto his arm as you watched his eyes close shut and felt his grip on your thigh tighten. “Cum deep inside me my love,” you whispered gently, letting your words be a soft invitation for him to claim you as 100% his. Yeosang's eyes fluttered open, a fierce, almost feral expression on his face as he met your gaze. With a low, guttural moan, he plunged deep inside you, his cock pulsing as you felt him release his seed in hot, spurting jets. He was struggling to hold himself up so he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. Continuing to coat your walls with his cum. "Ahhh, my love," he whimpered, still feeling his orgasm at a high. 

“That’s it baby.” You murmured against his lips, running your hands through his hair. As Yeosang broke the kiss, he kept his lips pressed against yours, his breaths coming in harsh gasps as he tried to calm his racing heart. He stayed buried deep inside you, his softening cock still pulsing occasionally, sending tiny waves of pleasure through your sensitive core. “Are you okay Sangie?” You asked looking into his eyes, your hands rubbing his flustered cheeks. You saw Yeosang's cheeks turn a deep shade of pink at your gentle caress and concerned inquiry, his eyes darting away shyly. He cleared his throat, trying to compose himself, his voice slightly raspy when he spoke. "I-I'm more than alright, my dear.” You giggled softly at his shy demeanor. Like he didn’t just fuck you hard until you squirted. “Good, that was amazing my love.” You cooed, pressing a tender kiss on his lips. Yeosang's face flamed even brighter, his eyes fluttering closed as he savored the tender kiss. You felt a soft, besotted smile spread across his face, and he whispered back, his voice barely audible, "You're amazing too, my love."

“I love you Sangie,” you said caressing his back. Yeosang's smile grew, and he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. "I love you too, my darling," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. You sighed in contentment, feeling completely loved by Yeosang. Your heart swelled as you felt him give you soft kisses against your neck in appreciation. 

“Now what about that bulgogi?” You questioned causing you both to bust out laughing. Yeosang's laughter was music to your ears, his joy infectious as he pulled back to gaze at you with sparkling eyes. "Ah, yes, the bulgogi!" he exclaimed, still chuckling. "I think it's safe to say that it's been thoroughly forgotten." You giggled at his comment, rubbing your hand against his arm. “Eh fuck it, if the meat marinades longer it just means it will taste better right?” Yeosang's eyes crinkled at the corners as he grinned, his face still flushed from their lovemaking. "I think that's a brilliant culinary philosophy, my love," he said, his voice filled with amusement. 

“We can have round two after we eat,” you giggled mischievously, running circles along his arm. You watched Yeosang’s eyes grow wide and his ears start to turn pink. Without warning Yeosang pulled himself out of you. He looked down and saw his cum escaping your core instantly getting him hard again. You couldn’t help but giggle at his frantic movements as he hurried off the bed to the bathroom to grab a towel. He started to wipe the mess off of you. He kissed your forehead and picked you up in his arms. “Let’s go eat quickly.” He chuckled causing you to chuckle at his anticipation of coming back in this room and fucking you again. 

[itsgrimeytime]

The Lover || Rick Grimes (TWD) x gn!reader

1...

rick grimes taglist: @golden-hoax @mgparker @zomb-1-egutzz

AVAILABLE ON AO3

The Sequel to The Nurse (my series masterlist)

Summary: A long time ago, you were Rick Grimes's nurse. Now, you loved him, and he loved you. Or at least that's where you left it off. With Judith safe in your arms and Rick distinctly not by your side, you could only hope his feelings stayed the same because they sure as hell did for you.

TWs: blood, inhumane rage (you're kinda crazy in this one ngl), threatening someone's life, vague mention of murder, blades, and all things TWD.

[[A/N: heyyy, it's finally here!!! it's going to be less of Rick in this one for obvious reasons. At least for now. Looked it up and it took 10 days to get to Alexandria for the main group, so I'm going to be writing those for these first few chapters. Thanks for reading!!!]]

It had been two days since the prison -you could only count by the sun setting and the nightfall. You were running on autopilot, step after step; periodically feeding Judith because she wasn't crying anymore. You hadn't had any run-ins, not yet.

Your hand clenched against your side -tight on your axe. It was still the same fire-axe that you'd gotten at the hospital -blood ingrained in the blade and handle from your entire journey. You weren't sure it would wash off at this point.

It felt like a part of you now. Always there, familiar.

Like Rick had, or Carl, or Judith, or anyone at the prison-

You swallowed, they're alive. You know it.

You didn't, but it helped to think so.

If they get hurt, they've got Hershel, they'll survive, you assured, trying not to let the guilt bubble into your stomach.

Judith fussed a little then -the gentle pull of her eyebrows and squirming in her makeshift carrier. Your hand immediately came to soothe, smoothing against her head -gently whispering to shush her.

You were hidden away in a shack -somewhere along the road. It provided shelter, and that was enough for now. Pulling out a can of... something, you couldn't remember, you stabbed your knife through and opened it up. You'd been rationing, only eating when necessary; in the case that Judith's formula ran out, you wanted to keep her fed.

The first thing you'd noticed was the snap of a branch, just a single branch. It singled out in the night. Walkers would break more than one, you remembered.

Judith was asleep on your chest, you didn't dare move her; she was safer with you than without you. You knew that well.

Carefully, you put the can by your side, gently as if to not make any other sounds that would bring attention to you. You or Judith. All that you were running on was adrenaline, and just the urge to protect, protect, protect-

If whoever this was tried to lay a hand on Judith-

You carefully stood up, pulling your axe off the ground with you. Swinging it around in your hands, it was so familiar now. Attached to you. You weren't sure how to feel about it, but you couldn't really feel anything now -your mind was focused. Shelter, food, water, and Judith.

There was nothing else in this world for you. Not now.

With a breath, you slammed the door open -axe at the ready. You didn't catch on anyone at first, but then you heard it again and spun on your feet. You eyes settled on someone.

Their hands were shaking, but they held a gun to you -metal tip pointing and glinting in the sun. Your jaw tightened, as you gnawed on your lip, hands solid on your axe.

"Drop it," they spoke, but their voice was shaky. You could physically see their hands shake, something in your stomach steeled, "-or I'll-"

"I wouldn't," you remarked, bitterly -not an ounce of anything but anger melding along your words.

They pressed their lips together, seeming to gain a little more confidence, "I have a gun, I will shoot-"

You spoke again, tone sharp -something flashing behind your eyes.

"I wouldn't."

Protect, protect, protect-

They stared at you, something smoothing through their eyes. Something flashing, their lip trembling ever so slightly. You didn't flinch.

"What, all you have is an axe-"

"Did you know-" you hummed carefully stepping toward them, voice measured and careful, "-there are 1.5 gallons of blood in the human body?"

They snapped their lips shut, as you roamed closer, pressing the blade into their space. Tantalizingly close to their neck.

"And it only takes one little slice to lose it all?"

They froze for a moment, just one second. And you reacted instinctively, elbowing the gun out of their hands. It flew off into the bushes (snaps of branches telling you it did), but you kept your eyes solely on them. Lips pressed into a thin line.

"Look," they retracted, something pleading in their eyes, "-all I want is some food. I just- I haven't eaten in days."

You stared at them, axe still close to their neck -the vein that would do the job. You knew that, you'd read it in textbooks, seen bloody hands try to apply pressure, but it was too quick. Too fast.

"You threatened to kill my baby," you tsked, jutting the axe forward a little more. It was just a hair away and something in you was angry, so angry. Just an inch, just an inch, just an inch-

Protect, protect, protect-

"I wasn't going to! Not really, I just-" their eyes sunk to the blade, teary now, "-Please, I... I don't want to die like this-"

Protect, protect, protect-

You took a heavy breath in, eyes squeezing shut, hand clenching your axe so tight your knuckles were white. Something in you recentering, coming back to earth.

You pulled back the axe, but didn't let up your stare, growling, "If you ever try and hurt her again, I'll snap your spine myself."

They swallowed, blearily.

Motioning to the shack, you spoke -sharply, "There's some leftovers in there, take them."

They scrambled then, for the can, but you took pause a second. Carefully putting your axe back in place, you asked, "Have you seen a man and a kid? The kid, he... he wears a sheriff's hat."

The person seemed confused, maybe from so blatant of a switch, with the can gathered up in their hands. Still, they pressed their lips together, and answered, "I haven't."

Your heart stung, and you swallowed, nodding. With a breath, you set off to start walking again, it was morning -you needed to be productive in the daylight. But they stopped you.

"For your good, and the kid's," they warned, "-don't go to Terminus."

"Terminus?" You questioned.

"You're heading that way," they continued, eyes portraying a seriousness, "-they say it's a safe place. It's not. Don't go there."

"And," you breathed out, "-where should I go?"

They seemed to pause, scanning you over, "I don't know for sure, but I hear there's a place called Alexandria. It's good there, safe. Safe enough for a baby."

Your eyes darted down to Judith, still sleeping soundly against your chest. Your hand came up to rub against her hair -smoothing it down in place. She was your whole world now. If it was safe for her, it's where you'll go.

"Why aren't you there?" You questioned, "-If it's safe?"

"Looking for someone," they answered -briskly.

"Me too," you took a shaky breath in, your hands were shaking by your sides, "-I'm sorry about-"

They shook their head, cutting off your words, "It's your kid, I'd do the same."

You nodded once solidly, "Thanks."

They didn't say a word, and you decidedly moved forward. Keep moving.

They're alive, they're alive, they're alive-

You ended up near a few stores -walkers roaming around the strip.

You'd been keeping your eye out for signs, you saw them a lot. Different places offering safe havens, you hadn't seen one for Alexandria yet though. Had seen one for Terminus, and you had the brief thought that maybe Rick had been there. Were they okay? Did they come back from it?

You swallowed, not wasting time thinking about it. You couldn't, not anymore. You had Judith, you'd focus on Judith.

Inhaling, you roamed along the strip, pulling your axe into your hand again at the few walkers who roamed nearby. There wasn't enough that it was concerning, but you still didn't like them being anywhere near you. Especially with Judith held to your chest.

Quickly disposing of the one right by the door (lodging the blade through its head), you slowly made your way inside. It had a glass exterior, but all of it was smashed; it cracked under your feet, as you kept a hand on the back of Judith's head -just in case. The store, what looked to be some sort of convenience store, was raided pretty heavily only a few cans of what looked like alphabet soup on the food shelf.

Without hesitation, you took off your pack and shoved the cans into it. You didn't have much space, not with all of Jude's stuff, but you worked with what you had. Only finding two water bottles, you stashed one away for bottles and the other brought to your lips, before shoving it away.

You went through a few shops like that, some novelty shops with little trinkets and toys (you took just one for Judith), some snack shops where the aisles were completely cleaned out. And then, you stumbled upon a clothing store.

You stared at it, a little dumbfounded.

It was relatively untouched, sans the broken glass along the front. You figured that clothes were that important in the grand scheme of the apocalypse, so maybe it had just never been raided. Wanting to, one, get out of these clothes and, two, get some extra fabric for bandages, you neatly stepped inside.

You ended up finding an assortment of clothes, and for once you actually got to pick. Grabbing a bag off the floor that could hang across your chest, you filled it with fabric (including little onesies you'd found). And right then and there, you stripped down, slipping both new clothes on you and Judith.

It was refreshing, not really like a shower would be at this point but... close enough.

Slowly exiting, you took out two more walkers and continued out of the street -generally in the same direction the stranger had provided you with. You were just going by roads and by paths. Assumedly, if this place was safe, it would be some kind of substantial building.

Like the prison was, your mind chimed. You bit back the bile in your throat.

It went on that until night fell, there was no shelter nearby, so you continued on foot. Not that you'd sleep anyway, especially with Judith. You couldn't chance a wink.

It was the early morning then, and you felt the heaviness in your eyes. But you'd experienced much, much worse. You were kind of running a little on the adrenaline of everything. That being said, you had slept a little.

You'd found a house, boarded up. For safety reasons, you walked all the way up the stairs to the furthest bedroom and locked the door. You woke up to Judith crying and hadn't slept since.

What you hadn't expected, was to see two men walking along the road -crisply dressed and oddly clean. You hid behind a tree, peeking out at the two of them -they were talking about something.

"I think we'll give it another few days."

"How many?"

"Maybe two," one of the men spoke, "-we have to get back to Alexandria at some point-"

You stilled, hands brushing up against the bark of the tree. It scraped your fingers a moment.

You tailed them for a bit, watching what weapons they had (if they did) and figuring out what they were doing in general. They seemed to be limited to this area, like they were expecting something or maybe watching something, you didn't really know. They didn't say much.

You waited for them to completely let their guard down. Realistically, you could've taken them, probably. But you didn't chance anything, not with Judith; if you died, she would have nobody. Or at least, right now she would.

It was later in the day, lunch maybe based on the fact that they were eating. One's back to you, you realize this to be the perfect moment. You could take a hostage and demand answers.

Gently kissing Judith's head, you took a deep breath.

And you acted instinctively, pulling out your axe, and jumping behind him. With one fluid move, you pulled your axe in front of his neck. The vein, the vein, the vein-

The other man jumped, "Shit-"

"Don't move," you warned, and the man stalled in place -hands gently raised in the air.

He looked so unaffected from the world, how was he even-

"What do you want from us?" He nearly pleaded, and something in your resolve faltered but you stayed firm, "-Food? Weapons? We- Shit, take it all-"

You pressed your lips into a thin line, trying to control your emotion. Judith, Judith, Judith-

"Where is Alexandria?"

[thecoyotescry]

Folio! Folio! Folio!

(he would so do this and you can’t tell me anything different, he’s so unseriously serious and I’m SCREAMING at how endearing he would be about it 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫)

[luciuscodedswedeboy]

Taika et al really committing to the “Ed is Jesus, Izzy is Judas” bit huh

[eddiewithcat]

dead boy detective agency stans plz allow me into ur fandom i need saving 🧎‍♀️

i can uh i can sometimes string together coherent thoughts and fun theories

or little blurbs that i will write into a full fic

is that . is that enough

[tnn-fp]

Mialotte antis don't talk to me

[sarafangirlart]

Hephaestus and Aglaia could be peak Childhood friends to lovers trope yet no one gaf.

[lucy666fairy]

[itsgrimeytime]

The Lover (Part Two) || Rick Grimes (TWD) x gn!reader

1, 2...

series taglist: @catlalice

rick grimes taglist: @golden-hoax @mgparker @zomb-1-egutzz

AVAILABLE ON AO3

The Sequel to The Nurse (my series masterlist)

Summary: A long time ago, you were Rick Grimes's nurse. Now, you loved him, and he loved you. Or at least that's where you left it off. With Judith safe in your arms and Rick distinctly not by your side, you could only hope his feelings stayed the same because they sure as hell did for you.

TWs: threatening someone's life, vague mention of murder, blades, and all things TWD.

[[A/N: Takes place right after part 1. Also, I know literally nothing about Aaron and Eric so like sorry if their characterization is off. Enjoy :))) ]]

"Where is Alexandria?"

"What?" The man asked, incredulously.

"Alexandria," you restated -voice low, hand unwavering, "-I know you come from there. I've been tailing you for hours-"

"We can't just," the man paused, eyeing the axe, "-Why do you want to go? How did you even hear about it?"

You pursed your lips, replying vaguely, "It's safe, isn't it?"

The man just skimmed over you a second, almost like he was judging you, "We can't just-"

"Is it safe?" You repeated.

He took a breath in, "Yes, yeah, it's safe, but there's a system. We can't just let anyone in. I'm sorry-"

Sirens were going off in your head, as your knuckles turned white against the handle of your axe. Your eyes twitched, and your jaw set. All you could hear was Judith, Judith, Judith-

"I need to go there," you said -simply.

The man looked at you a little like you'd explode, and he was probably right, "Why?"

"I'm a nurse, or... or I was," you deflected, voice a little softer, shakier, "-I can help. Help your people."

He seemed to think on it a moment, eyeing you. There was something else, particularly tied to your chest at the current moment, but your instincts were screaming. You needed to protect, you couldn't just let them know. But he wasn't going to budge, not until you did.

Taking in a shaky breath, you pulled the axe back and hoisted it onto your belt. Walking a few steps back, you rolled your lips in-between your teeth. It felt so heavy on your tongue, in your shoulders, almost like you couldn't do it.

"I need to be safe," you repeated, weakly.

Judith was hidden but the fabric that tied her to you like one of those slings you put babies in. It's an extra layer really, to protect her, but right now it was blocking her off from lingering eyes; from an outsider's perspective, it looked like you just had supplies there. And she was fast asleep, so she didn't move an inch.

Both men were looking at you now, and you felt your footing sway. Something in your breath catching, you really didn't want to risk her. But, she needed to be safe in the long term, cared for properly, fed, sheltered-

You inhaled, eyes darting over the two of them, and carefully pulled down the fabric over her head -revealing her head and the little hair she had. Both men stalled in place.

You mindlessly repeated, "I need to be safe."

"You..."

"That's a-" one of them swallowed, "-a baby. How long have you...?"

"Few days," you replied, shortly, "-lost our shelter, escaped."

Their eyes both swam along you for a second, as you gently pulled the fabric over her head again -she was fidgeting a little (you brushed a hand down her back, instinctively). Both men seemed to process a moment, eyes hinging on her tight to your chest. You couldn't decide whether or not to tell them more, like maybe on the off chance they'd seen anybody-

"I'm Aaron," one of the men spoke, carefully, before pointing to the other one, "-and this is my husband, Eric."

The man, Eric, smiled at you; you stood decidedly still and expressionless.

"Y/N," you responded, plainly. Something in your stomach biting up (protect, protect, protect).

"And the baby?"

You gnawed on your lip, fingers tightening into a fist -back and forth, back and forth. Your tongue felt like lead in your mouth, and you just kept darting between the men, waiting for one of them to do or say something (on guard). They both did nothing, and it made you feel a lot of things at once.

"We won't-" Aaron started, "-We're not going to hurt you, or... or the baby."

Your eyes flickered along the both of them, staring. Trying to really see what they were saying, to see if they were lying or not. Even still, you felt part of you relax. It had been a long time since someone came in peace and an even longer time since you'd allowed yourself to think that they actually were.

Taking the two of them in, you decided.

With a shaky breath, you spoke -gently, "Judith."

"Judith," Eric repeated, smiling a little -maybe trying to make you feel at ease (it did just a little), "-that's a nice name."

I didn't give it, your mind chimed.

"You said," you started, cautiously, "-You said there's a system, are you... are you a part of that system?"

"We're recruiters," Aaron clarified, "-we watch groups, and see if they're a good match for Alexandria."

"Is that-" you blinked, "-Is that what you're doing now?"

"Yes, we just spotted them, not really seen much, but yeah," Eric answered -softly, "-Why? Are you looking for someone?"

You bit your lip a second, eyeing the two of them. If anyone would know, it would be them. Anybody being around here, they were supposed to find them, watch them; if they were alive, they'd seen them or would see them.

"Her Dad," you echoed out, "-and, and her brother. His name's Rick and her brother's name is Carl. He... He wears a sheriff's hat, or... he used to-"

"Rick," Aaron spoke to himself, as if he was remembering, "-Carl, and a sheriff's hat. Okay."

You took a deep breath, something in you shaking, "Do you think you'll find them?"

Eric paused, "We can't promise anything, but we'll try our best."

You nodded, succinctly. Hands shaking a little, you clenched them into fists by your side.

"Have you eaten?"

You rolled your lip through your teeth, answering shortly (you hadn't really been speaking a lot), "Yesterday... a little."

"And Judith?" Aaron followed up.

"She has formula," you answered -briskly, "-I feed her pretty regularly."

"Good, that's-" he cleared his throat, "-that's good."

You bit at your lip, taking a deep breath in. Your eyes smoothing along the two of them, you tapped your foot, and brought one hand up to smooth along Judith's back, "So?"

Aaron sighed, looking at Eric (they shared a gentle sort of glance), "Yeah, yeah, we can... we can take you."

You let out a breath, eyes foggy up a little (your lip trembling). God, she was going to be safe. You had been working so hard-

Safe, safe, safe. She was going to be safe.

You tried to school the sob that climbed up your throat, Judith was going to be fine. Cared for, sheltered. She might be the last of the Grimes (bile twisted in your stomach) and she would live. You'd do everything in your power to make sure she did. Everything.

The men looked at you a little with pity, eyes darting to your eyes -you knew them to be shiny at this point. You wouldn't cry then, though, you'd gone so far without crying-

"Thank you," you whispered, and maybe it was a little shaky but they didn't say anything (gratefully).

"Let's figure this out," Aaron started, offering you a spot to sit and seemingly some food that was cooking on the fire. They both sat on the opposite side, probably understanding your hesitance to be near anyone. It had been a few days (as far as you knew), yeah, but you'd been running on adrenaline totally and completely.

You carefully took the food, eyeing them both extensively. If they rose a hand-

"I think," Eric interrupted the thought process, "-I think it's best if I take them back to Alexandria."

"What?" Aaron asked, seemingly concerned.

"Look," he soothed, gently touching his hand (something in your mind chimed Rick), "-you need to keep watch of the group, see if they're worth entry. And-"

His eyes darted over you and Judith, particularly your eyebags.

"-I think both of them need to be safe. As soon as possible."

"Yeah, but alone?"

"They seem to handle themselves well," Eric offered, and you slowly nodded (you were used to it all at this point), "-With the both of us, we're bound to get there in one piece."

Aaron pursed his lips, eyes skimming over his husband and then you. He seemed to look at you critically. It made you conscious of the blood staining your face and the symbolic stain of blood on your hands. You'd done a lot that you would one day regret, but with Judith? All you wanted was her safe.

"And you-" he started, "-you'll keep him safe?"

"I don't know you both, but-" you licked along your teeth, trying to find the right words, "-if Judith will be safe and he can bring me there, I'll do whatever I have to."

"So," he tsked, "-you will?"

"I'd do anything for her to be safe," you confirmed, one hand gently cupping her head, "-and that includes keeping your husband safe."

He nodded succinctly before Eric questioned, "You said you were a nurse before, right?"

Your mind flashed with bloody hands, unhinged jaws, hospital beds, bordered up doors and windows. And then, you saw the same things behind prison bars.

"Yes," you answered, shortly, "-I was the medic at my last shelter."

"And when it all started?"

You swallowed, picturing locked rooms and one last patient (Rick, Rick, Rick), "I was at work. I saw the beginning of it all."

"The frontlines," Aaron remarked, slowly.

"They kept us in the hospital," you picked at the food, absentmindedly, "-I slept in an on-call room. Saw the first few where I was, rooms became cells, walkers clawed against the glass. They would tell us about vaccines, I watched them all fail."

"Jesus Christ," Eric hissed.

"But you left, eventually?" Aaron asked, carefully.

"Eventually," you put the food into your mouth, stomach screaming out. You didn't want to remind yourself of more, it made everything in you twist and pull. It made you think of Rick and Carl now, not just the death and your coworkers. You felt a little like you might throw up.

"You'll tell me if you find them, right?"

"Rick? And-" Aaron paused a moment, "-uh, Carl?"

"Yeah," you responded, quietly.

"Hopefully," Eric eyed you (maybe deciding on what you should hear in your current state), before gently saying, "-Aaron will find them and bring them to Alexandria."

"Would you?" you asked, and they looked at you confused, so you clarified, "-Bring them to Alexandria?"

Aaron looked at Eric a second, before rolling his teeth along his lips, "Yeah, yeah... If I find them, I'll bring them."

"Rick, he might," you paused, thinking of eyepatches and sacrifices, "-he might be hesitant, he doesn't... The wrong people have made communities-"

They both looked at you attentively.

"-and without... without me and Judith, I-" you cleared your throat, eyes a little foggy, "-I don't know what he'll be like. But he's a good man, a good man. You have to bring him back to me, to... to us."

Aaron nodded, eyes flickering over you, "You have any ideas on how to get him to trust me? If I find him?"

You pursed your lips, carefully thinking. You remembered him when he lost Lori, he was barely living, the only thing that kept him sane was Carl. Judith was too much for him then. He stayed sane, kept living because of who he loved.

You'd like to say that you helped, but Carl... Carl was the reason he came back at all, and maybe, at his core, Judith. And eventually, eventually, you were on that list.

"I'd never stop... I'd never stop lookin' for ya."

"Tell him," you started, hope a flame in your chest (they're alive, they're alive), "-Tell him that you found us."

[kebabzzzers]

someone asked me to draw a crazy mad scientist version of nurse redheart.

[keithkog]

So I opened the door to go outside, as one does, and our cat Arus just bolted outside. She had never done this before so I wasn’t prepared in the slightest. I yelled her name and ran after her. Behind a tree she ran to was a sick kitten. I don’t know how the hell she knew a kitten was there but she did.

Before you assume anything, we are not getting another cat. Shiro is. Because Shiro knows how to take care of sick kittens, I definitely do not.

-Keith

[sia-paskuda]

Long story short I wanted to make a tier list for Laitos outfits and made Helen suffer through the whole creation of it

[lokidokieokie]

Healing Hearts

Summary: your typical enemies to lovers plot, except it’s only one-sided… and Y/n's Bucky's physical therapist/nurse.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Nurse!Reader

Warning(s): brooding Bucky, mentions of physical therapy, other than that nothing else I can think of...

Bucky Barnes had always been a solitary man. He preferred to keep to himself and avoid unnecessary interactions with others. So when he woke up in a hospital room, with a perky nurse named Y/n assigned to him, he knew that he was in for a long and frustrating recovery.

From the moment Y/n walked into his room, she was like a ray of sunshine. She was constantly talking, asking him how he was feeling, and offering him unsolicited advice on how to speed up his recovery. Bucky found her incessant chatter annoying and intrusive, and he made it clear that he wanted her to leave him alone.

"You don't have to talk so much, you know," Bucky grumbled as Y/n tried to engage him in conversation.

She smiled brightly. "I'm just trying to keep you company, Mr. Barnes. I know it can be lonely in here."

Bucky rolled his eyes. "I don't need company. I need to heal and get out of this hellhole."

Her smile faltered, and she looked hurt. But Bucky couldn't bring himself to care. He had more important things to worry about than hurting the feelings of a chatty nurse.

As the days went on, Bucky found himself becoming more and more irritated with Y/n. She was always there, hovering over him, and he couldn't escape her constant attention. He started to resent her presence, even though he knew that she was just doing her job.

One day, as she was helping him with his physical therapy exercises, she accidentally brushed against his metal arm. Bucky winced, and she immediately pulled back.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Barnes. Did that hurt?" she asked, her voice full of concern.

Bucky gritted his teeth. "Yeah, it hurt. What did you expect, with that clumsy move?"

Y/n looked at him with hurt in her eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm just trying to help you get better."

Bucky glared at her. "You're not helping. You're just getting in the way."

She sighed. "I know you don't like me very much, Mr. Barnes. But I'm just trying to do my job. I want to make sure you're getting the best possible care."

Bucky scoffed. "Yeah, right. You just want to make yourself feel better. You think that if you can fix me, you'll be some kind of hero."

Y/n looked hurt and shocked by his words. "That's not true, Mr. Barnes. I don't help people to make people think I'm the hero; that I'm some sort of saviour for humanity. All I want to do is help people, that's all."

Bucky shook his head. "Save it for someone who cares. I never needed or wanted your help."

As the days went on, Bucky's attitude towards Y/n didn't improve. But despite his constant complaints and snarky remarks, she never gave up on him. She was always there, by his side, offering him words of encouragement and support.

One day, as she was helping him with his physical therapy, Bucky felt a twinge of pain in his leg. He winced, and she immediately stopped what she was doing.

"Are you okay, Mr. Barnes?" she asked, her voice full of concern.

Bucky looked up at her, and for the first time, he saw her in a different light. He saw the kindness in her eyes, the determination in her voice, and the genuine care in her actions. He realised that he had been wrong about her all along. She wasn't annoying, she was kind and caring.

Bucky felt a strange feeling in his chest as he looked at her. He couldn't believe that he had been so blind to her kindness before. She had been nothing but patient and supportive towards him, even when he had been rude and ungrateful.

"I'm fine," he muttered, feeling embarrassed by his outburst. "Sorry for snapping at you."

She smiled warmly at him. "It's okay, Mr. Barnes. I understand that you're in pain, and it can be frustrating."

Bucky nodded, feeling grateful for her understanding. "I guess I've just been a bit of a jerk to you, haven't I?"

She shrugged. "It's okay. I know that you didn't mean it."

Bucky sighed, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders. "Thanks for being patient with me, Y/n. I really appreciate it."

Y/n grinned at him. "Of course, Mr. Barnes. That's what I'm here for."

From that day on, Bucky's attitude towards her began to change. He found himself looking forward to her visits, and he even started to engage in conversations with her. They talked about everything from the latest movies to popular music trends, and Bucky found himself enjoying her company more and more.

One day, as she was helping him with his physical therapy, Bucky realised that he didn't want her to leave. He wanted her to stay with him, to keep talking to him, to keep being there for him.

"Y/n," he said suddenly, as she was packing up her supplies. "Do you want to grab a coffee or something after your shift ends?"

She looked surprised, but she smiled. "Sure, Mr. Barnes. I'd love that."

"Call me Bucky, doll."

Bucky grinned, feeling a strange warmth in his chest. He couldn't believe that he was actually looking forward to spending time with the woman he had once despised. But as he looked at her, he realised that she was more than just a nurse to him. She was a friend, a confidante, and maybe even something more.

As they walked out of the hospital together, Bucky felt a strange feeling of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he had finally found someone who could help him heal his damaged heart.

A/N who doesn't love the enemies to lovers trope? It's personally a favourite of mine 🥰

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