#tyler glasnow x reader

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Daddy’s Little Girl | Tyler Glasnow

Summary: After a long road trip Tyler is just ready to come home to his family. Especially his little princess. 

Warnings: Some cursing, mentions of sexual activity, but mostly Cute Dad Tyler stuff,. 🥰

                         (Pics are from pinterest or Google. They are not mine.)

Life with a new baby had been a very interesting learning experience for Tyler, especially navigating fatherhood during his busy baseball schedule. It had been challenging for sure, but he had an incredible wife at home who managed to help him navigate fatherhood and his career and handle her own business all at once. He didn’t know what he would do without you in his life. 

Ever since you and Tyler had welcomed little Eleanor (Ellie) Paige Glasnow her and Tyler had been inseparable. She loved her dad so much and when he wasn’t there to rock her to sleep at night because he was on an away game, lord it was hell trying to get her to close those gorgeous blue eyes. But somehow a little facetime and a quiet little lullaby from her dad always managed to put her right out. “Thank you.” you whisper quietly exhausted, into the phone. Tyler couldn’t help but notice the tiredness in your eyes and he couldn’t wait to be home on the all-star week break and just spoil you and his sweet little princess. “I'm sorry you have to do this all on your own.” Tyler whispers into the phone. “It’s okay Ty.” you say quietly. “I understood this role when I married you and I know you love us and you take care of us as much as you can, I hope you never think that I don’t know how much you sacrifice for us baby.”  you say with a smile. There was no other man on this planet you would rather parent this beautiful little one with than him.  “I know it gets hard for you to leave us when your on the road but there’s never a minute that goes by that i'm not telling our sweet little one stories about you and about us, and showing her you on TV when we can’t be with you, you know she loves you so much clearly more than me just by the way you can get her to sleep.” you smile because Tyler laughs. 

Ellie had always been his little girl from the moment she was born. “I know you got this, I just hate missing out on little moments. I never realized how difficult it was going to be to be away from the two of you.” he says. “Well the all-star break is coming up soon, I promise to let you change all the diapers, and wake up at 2 am when she’s screaming and feed her, and rock her to sleep for 2 hours because everytime you go to put her down she starts to scream. That’s all yours next week handsome.” you smile. “Challenge accepted.” he smirks. “Uh huh we’ll see about that.” you chuckle. “God I love you so much.” he says. “I love you too, Tyler.” There was silence between you for a few minutes as you both just looked at each other. 

“Aren’t you pitching tomorrow?” you ask him. He wiggles around in bed. “Yeah.” he whispers. “Shouldn’t you be going to bed then, mister?” you ask playfully. He smirks. “Yeah I suppose I should. Can I see her one more time?” he asks. You smile. “Of course.” you get up and walk over to the crib where Ellie was sleeping peacefully and turn the camera towards your sleeping baby girl. Tyler smirks. “Thanks baby.” he says. “No problem my love.” you say with a sigh. “Good luck tomorrow.” you whisper. Tyler smiles. “One day closer to getting home to you.” he says. “I love you.” you whisper. He smiles. “I love you too.” he blows you a kiss and you do the same before saying your goodnights once more and ending the face time. 

You turn on the night light in Ellie’s room and head to your own bed. Taking a quick shower, throwing on one of Tyler’s shirts and sliding under the covers of your king sized bed, which felt so empty without his 6ft8 frame beside you. One more day. You say to yourself as you drift restlessly to sleep, just waiting for the sound of your little one's cries. 

You woke up to playful giggles. You roll over to look at the baby monitor to see Eleanor playing quietly with the stuffed stingray Tyler had gotten her at the stadium; which she never left home without. You smile. What a cutie. You got out of bed. Seeing a text from Tyler. “Good morning beautiful, kiss my little princess for me.. I love you both to pieces.” you smile. He’s such a babe. You text him back quickly before going to retrieve your baby girl from her crib. 

You kiss her gently. “That’s from daddy.” you whisper. Pulling her from her crib to change her. You dressed her in her Tampa Bay Onesie and you got dressed in your Glasnow jersey and cute shorts. Snapping a pic of the two of you and sending it to tyler. “Good Luck Today Daddy, we love you.” you caption it. You knew he’d be at the field by now preparing but he’d get it before the game which would hopefully make him smile. You got some chores done and ran some errands before coming home to settle down in front of the TV with your baby girl and max your dog.

You turned on the TV and they were doing an interview with Tyler. Ellie’s little face lit up immediately. “Dada!” she giggled. Omg of course she would say his name first. You grab your phone to get a video of her because you knew he would be upset if he missed this milestone moment. “Dada dada dada.” she cooed as she watched as he talked about pitching and his baby girl. “Looks like you win. First words from your number one fan.” you write sending him the cute little video. You’d wait to post it on social media until he saw it. Throughout the whole game Ellie continued to call out his name every time she saw him on the mound. “Yes baby girl that’s dada.” you chuckle every time the words come out of her cute little mouth. Tyler would end up pitching 7 no hit innings before they took him out, which you knew would make him mad but it was the end of the boston series; which meant he was coming home which would take the sting off a little bit. They did win; which would also help. 

About an hour later your face time was ringing, Tyler's cute face popping up. “Hello handsome.” you say answering. “Hey babe.” he smiles as soon as he sees Ellie on your lap. “Hey princess.” he coos. “Dada dada dada!” she giggles. And Tyler lights up. “Oh my goodness, I can’t believe she said it. That video you sent me of her watching my interview melted my heart after the game. My teammates were all crowded around watching it too” he says with a smile. You were pretty sure Tyler would never get tired of showing off his baby girl; which always made your heart melt. 

“I'm on the next plane home to you girls tonight.” he says with a smile. “Baby we can’t wait for you to be home.” you say with a sigh. You missed him terribly and you were honestly just ready for him to be home, it seemed like he had been on this road trip for weeks. “I miss you, see you soon.” he says. You notice he’s already at the airport and on the way home. You smile. He just couldn’t wait to have you back in his arms. “Can’t wait to see you either babe, safe travels, I love you.” you say. He smiles. “I love you too baby. See you soon princess.” he says, giving a little wave to Ellie. “Dada.” she giggles. He blows you both a kiss and says goodbye. “Luv you.” you say again as you both hang up.

“Dada.” Ellie begins to cry. “Don’t worry, sunshine, he's on his way home to us.” you say bouncing her up and down trying to calm her. You knew he would be in late so you had dinner, gave Ellie a bath and put her to bed. Surprisingly she went down easily leaving you to the silence of your large living room. You grab a glass of wine and stretch out onto the couch with max and watch some crappy Tv. You tried to stay up until Tyler got home but you just couldn’t. 

He walked in and the room was dark except for the tv that was still on. He smiled as he walked into the living room and found you and Max asleep on the couch together. He kissed your forehead. “I'm home my love.” he whispers. A little groan leaves your lips. “Ty?” you question waking up slowly. “Yeah baby it’s me.” he chuckles. You sit up and Max jumps off your lap and licks Tyler's face. “Hey buddy, mama first.” he jokes. He pulls you into his arms. “God I missed you.” you whisper into his shoulder as he holds you tight. “I missed you too, baby.” he says, kissing your lips a little desperate and needy.. You laugh. “Easy there.” you joke. He blushes. 

You sit up talking about the road trip and Ellie and anything he missed and the funny stuff that happened to him or the team while he was gone. He yawns. You smile. “Come on, you’ve had a long day.” you say pulling on his arm. “Any chance I get a glimpse of what’s under that jersey tonight??” he smirks smacking your ass. “Tyler Allen.” you giggle as he scoops you up and carries you up the stairs. You stop briefly to check on Eleanor before he carries you off to bed. It takes his long fingers only seconds to undo the buttons of your jersey and shorts. His lips are only our neck and your sliding back on your large bed, giving him space for his large body to be above yours. He’s kissing down your body and you're lost in his touch and his lips on your skin. You melt into him. Calling out his name as he slides into you. Wrapping your legs around him pushing him deeper, desperate for the feeling of him deep inside of you. You craved this connection between his body and yours as you moved effortlessly together, arching your hips in perfect sync with his. Sweet little moans, and scratches down his back. Hickies peppering your neck and chest as his need to make up for lost time consumes him. “Fuck I love you.” he groans as your hips tighten around him and you call out his name, the look for pure passion and ecstasy on your face as you feel him fill you completely. “Mmmm god i missed you.” he groans, kissing your lips wildly before he pulls out and lays beside you pulling you into his arms as you both catch your breath. 

You smirk. “I missed you too.” you say running your hand across his cheek. “So much.” you whisper into his lips. The two of you fell asleep soon after, both tired. The sun was beginning to shine through the big window in your bedroom when you woke up, naked tangled in your sheets but not Tyler’s body. Hmmm. you think to yourself. Where had your hubby gotten too? You look over at the baby monitor and Ellie is not in her crib but you hear talking and you knew Ty was in her room. You look at the clock, 5 am. Oh ellie. 

You hear Tyler talking to her and you can’t help but smile as you listen to him telling her all about his road trip and about his teammates and how he can’t wait to take her to ballpark someday and how much he loved her mama and how she was the luckiest little girl in the whole wide world because she had such a strong mama who loved them both so much. You smile as you grab Tyler's shirt off the floor and slide it over your head and head to Ellie’s room. 

“Talking about me in here?.” you whisper as you walk in, seeing Tyler in the rocking chair with Ellie fast asleep on his bare chest. You swoon.  Now that was a sight that made you ready to jump right back into bed with him and work on baby number two. You bite your lip. “I didn’t want to put her down, so I just decided to talk to her about my trip and of course about you.” he blushes as he stands up, placing her down in her crib gently, she barely moved. Tyler wrapped his arm around you as you both looked down at your precious little daughter. “ I'm such a lucky man.” he whispers in your ear as he kisses your cheek. 

“I think we both got lucky.” you whisper back smiling at him. “Come on, let's let her sleep a little longer.” you say.  Tyler Smiles down at his sweet little princess then takes your hand and follows you out of the room. You take a quick shower together, getting dressed and starting breakfast before getting your little one up. The three of you spend the day making up for lost time. Ellie chasing Tyler around, screaming Dada in a fit of giggles all morning. 

Tyler’s all-star break was spent doing exactly as he said he would. He and Ellie were inseparable as always and he even sent you to the spa for the day while he handled everything at home. He really was the most perfect husband and father you could ever ask for. As the week came to an end and you knew baseball was coming back into full swing you knew you were exactly where you were meant to be. Tomorrow you would take Elliebear to her first Rays home game and you weren’t sure who was more excited; her or Tyler who was dying to show the world his perfect little princess. 

The end.

[ilyasorokinn]

one night stand , tyler glasnow

note, much like everyone on here, i've fallen in love with this man, and i think he’s underrated and deserves more attention.  pair, tyler glasnow x reader summary, you met tyler at a bar, and got pregnant after a one night stand.  warnings, mentions of sex word count, 3007 words

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You played with your fingers as you waited for Tyler to arrive at the cafe. It was quite the cliche. You had met at a bar and had hit it off. You slept together that night, then when you woke up the next morning, he was gone. No note, no text, no voicemail, not even a freaking email.

It made you feel dirty. Yes, it was a one-night stand, but it made you feel like the night you spent together meant nothing. You were sure it meant nothing to him, but you really thought things were going great. 

Now, here you were, sitting in a cafe, waiting for the very man who left you a few weeks ago. Whenever the door opened and the bells above the door jingled, your heart sped up. 

This time, when the door opened and you saw it was Tyler, you felt like your heart was gonna beat out of your chest. He spotted you and made his way over to you. He sat down in the chair in front of you. 

“Hey.” You spoke in a shaky voice.

“Hey.” He smiled back nervously.

“I didn’t know what you wanted, so I ordered you a scone.” You offered him the plate.

“Oh, thank you.” He smiled, “So, not to be rude, what did you want to talk about?” He asked.

You took a deep breath, “Right.” You shifted in your seat, “Um,” You looked down at your hands that were beginning to shake, “I’m, uh, I’m pregnant.” You told him, finally looking up and meeting his eyes. 

You tried to gauge a reaction, but no emotion flashed across his face, “Are you sure? Is it mine?” He asked.

You didn’t take that last question personally, “I went to the doctor a few days ago, and I’m sure it’s yours. I haven't slept with anyone else since you.” You shrugged, then reached into your bag, and slid the sonogram across the table.

His mouth opened his shock. He reached forward, and grasped the photo, “It’s really there?” 

“Yeah.” You nodded, rubbing the back of your neck, “And I’m not fishing for money, I’m good. I just wanted you to know.” You told him.

“Well, I want to be in their life. I want to raise this kid.” He told you.

“You do?” You asked, straightening up in your seat.

“Yeah.” He nodded, looking from you and back to the sonogram.

“My next appointment is in a few days.” 

“I’ll be there.” He told you without a second of hesitation. 

- 

He did follow through. He showed up at the doctor’s office the day of your appointment, and almost burst into tears when he heard the baby’s heartbeat. He asked the doctor a bunch of questions.

When will we know the gender? When will it be here? How far along is she? What foods can she eat? What foods can she not eat? 

All those sorts of questions. It made you happy that he was so eager and happy to be a dad, “Would you like photos?” The doctor asked as she wrapped up the appointment.

“Yes.” Tyler immediately nodded his head. 

“Okay, I will be right back with the photos.” She smiled, before leaving the room. You turned back to face Tyler.

“Thank you for being here.” You smiled at him.

“Y/N, are you kidding? Of course, I’m gonna be here. I’m not gonna leave you to raise this kid alone. Much less, my kid.” 

- 

You were a few months along at this point, and everything with Tyler was going great. You weren't together. At this point, you were just planning on co-parenting. 

He had his house, and you had an apartment. Both of them were being equipped for the baby. You were in your apartment, unpacking a few boxes of things for the baby. 

The doorknob turned, and you looked up from the floor in the living room to see who was at the door. Tyler came barging in, take-out bags in hand, “You’re amazing.” You smiled, pushing yourself off the ground.

“I got all your favorites.” He set the dishes on the coffee table.

“Thank you.” You smiled, taking your containers, and diving into your food. You turned on the TV and watching whatever reality show was playing.

“So, any kicks?” He asked, sitting down next to you.

“Not yet. The doctor said it was normal.” You reassured him.

“You’ll let me know when they kick, right?”

“Of course I will.” You furrowed your brows together, “Just because we aren’t together doesn’t mean that I’m not gonna tell you about these things.” 

“I know.” He hangs his head in shame, “This is pretty unconventional. So, I guess I’m just wondering what we are.” 

“We aren’t anything, Tyler. We’re just two adults who made a big mistake that resulted in a baby.” You told him.

“Yeah.” He nodded, “Well, I’m glad that night happened.” 

“I am, too.” You smiled, reaching over, and squeezing his hand. 

“And now we have this little baby on the way.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your stomach. Not even a moment after Tyler pulled away, you felt a soft, yet powerful, kick. 

You gasped, “What? What is it?” Tyler panicked. Instead of answering, you grabbed his hand and placed it where the baby had just kicked. It took a second, but the baby kicked once again. Tyler gasped, his eyes widened and mouth opening in shock.

“That’s our baby.” He gasped again.

“Yeah.” You nodded, squeezing his hand. For the rest of the day, Tyler spent it talking to the baby and trying o feel it kick.

- 

Your best friend, Andrea had taken over your gender reveal party. She didn’t let you do anything. She planned everything from the party favors to the decorations to the balloon that would tell you the gender of your baby. 

On the day of the party, you got ready as if it were any other day. Tyler had been tasked with picking you up and taking you to the venue. You headed to the door, and the second you stepped through the door, Andrea and your other friend, Quinn, put a flower crown on your head and yanked you into the party.

You smiled, back at Tyler, waving goodbye as you were being pulled in the other direction. The rest of the day was filled with you drinking lots of sparkling water, lots of laughs, and lots of fun.

“Okay, okay, whenever you’re ready,” Andrea told you and Tyler. Everyone had their phones or cameras pulled out, and were filming. 

“Are you ready?” Tyler looked over at you.

“Yeah, I am.” You nodded.

“All right.” Tyler nodded, both of you holding the pins above the balloon.

“3-2-1!” Everyone counted down, and you closed your eyes as you popped the balloon. You heard all the cheers before you opened your eyes. 

You opened your eyes and looked around. You were still in a state of shock as you looked up at the blue confetti that fell around you.

“It’s a boy!” Tyler shouted, pulling you into a hug, snapping you out of your shocked state.

“A little boy.” You repeated, trying to comprehend what just happened. A smile spread across your face as you wrapped your arms around him. 

- 

Once again, Andrea and Quinn had taken over your baby shower, and wouldn’t let you lift a finger. It was just a group of your closest friends and your mother, “So, tell us, how are things with Tyler?” Your mother asked, raising her brow at you.

You shook your head, “There’s nothing to tell. We just made a big mistake, and now we’re gonna be adults and do the responsible thing.” You answered.

“Oh, come on.” Quinn rolled her eyes.

“There’s really nothing.” You insisted.

“All right, if you say.” Andrea nodded, not believing you.

You rolled your eyes, “Fine, fine.” you threw your hands up, as everyone else squealed, “I mean, I do like him. He’s great, and he took the news of me being pregnant great. Most guys would run for the hills, but he stayed.” 

“So, there is something there?” Andrea asked.

“I don’t think so. As of right now, he’s just the father of my baby.” You leaned back in your chair, taking another sip of the juice in your cup.

“Come on, Y/N. I’ve seen the way he looks at me, I’m sure we all have. It’s not in a “you’re the mother of my baby” way, it’s a, “I'm secretly in love with you, but I don't want you to know” kind of way.” Andrea explained.

“I’m sure.” You rolled your eyes.

“No, no. Quinn, have you seen it?” Quinn nodded, “Penelope?” Penelope nodded, “Ellie?”

“Okay, okay, I get it.” You nodded, cutting her off, “But, how am I supposed to blurt out that I might have feelings for him?” You asked.

“When the time is right, you’ll know.” Your mother smiled at you. You sighed and leaned back in your chair, feeling deflated. 

- 

It was a day like any other. You were almost 9 months pregnant, so your mobility was limited. The most you could do was watch from your bedroom to the living room couch, then to the kitchen and bathroom. But even then, you would be out of breath.

You were ready to get the baby out of you. Tyler was off and didn’t have any games that day, so he was off running errands. Throughout the day, you would get really bad stomach cramps. You would brush it off because they would go away so quickly.

But, around dinner time, you were in the kitchen, moving around slowly when you felt something wet trickle down your leg. You looked down, and at that moment, you knew you were probably going into labor. So, instead of panicking, you took a deep breath, and slowly, and stiffly, walked back over to the couch where your phone was located.

“Hey, what’s up?” Tyler’s laidback, carefree voice came through the other line.

“Hey, uh,” You winced in pain.

“What’s wrong?” Tyler asked.

“My, uh, my water broke.” You told him, wincing through the pain. 

“Oh, my God.” You heard rustling and crash from the other end, “Okay, okay, I’m on my way. Don't panic. I’m on my way. I’ll be there as soon as possible.”

“Okay.” You whispered and hung up. The next call would be your mother, and the two after that would be Andrea and Quinn. 

- 

After hours and hours of pain, and actual labor. But, now you were resting up in the hospital bed, watching Tyler interact with your son. Hudson Elliot Y/L/N-Glasnow was born at 5:17 AM. 

You decided to give him both of your last names because, yes he was Tyler’s son, but you weren’t married. 

You watched, with an exhausted smile on your face, as the two most important people in your life interacted. Tyler was in his own little world with Hudson, and it brought the biggest smile to your face. 

Tyler looked up from Hudson, who had fallen asleep to the sound of his father’s voice, and smiled. He carefully got up from the uncomfortable couch and made his way over to you. You scooted over a little, giving him space to sit down next to you. 

He sat down, and the two of you just stared at the baby. A comfortable silence filled the room as you watched the precious bundle of joy in Tyler’s arms, “Thank you.” He whispered.

“For what?” You looked up at him.

“For him.” 

“Well, if I remember correctly, it was a two-person job.” You joked, looking back at Hudson.

“I love you.” He blurted out, out of the blue. Your eyes widened in shock, and you looked back up at him.

“What?” You whispered.

“I love you, Y/N Y/L/N, and I have been for a while. Watching you carry Hudson, and care for him, was beautiful.” He told you.

You smiled, “I love you, too.” He smiled, leaning down, and kissing you. For the first time in a long time, things felt like they were finally falling into place. 

- 

Hudson was almost a year old, and a couple of things changed. You and Tyler moved in together into a bigger house and were now officially a couple. 

Now that he was 11 months, you and Tyler had tossed around the idea of bringing Hudson to a game. You were nervous because he was so young but knew that Tyler would do everything in his power to keep you both safe. 

So, after a few months of deliberation, the verdict was that Hudson would be going to his first-ever baseball game. You got him his own little Glasnow jersey and a little Rays hat. It was really cute, and you took enough photos to fill a one-story museum. 

You held Hudson close to your chest as you made your way up to the suite. You had brought Andrea and Quinn with you. They were excitedly chatting behind you.

You finally made it to your seats, and let out a huge sigh in relief. You set Hudson in your lap, letting him observe his surroundings. His eyes were wide as he looked around at all the TVs, and at the huge field in front of him. 

He looked over at the huge Jumbotron and watched as his father’s face came across the screen. He squealed, grabbing your attention, and speaking in his baby babble, pointed to the screen.

“Yeah, that’s daddy.” You spoke in your baby voice as Hudson continued to squeal. 

In the end, the Rays won. Andrea and Quinn had driven together, so you parted ways, promising to hang out soon as you headed down towards where Tyler’s car was parked. 

Tyler walked towards the car, his duffle bag hanging off his shoulder. When he saw you and Hudson, he picked up the pace, and dropped his bag in front of you guys, before taking Hudson from you.

“Hi, little man.” He peppered kisses around the baby’s face, causing Hudson to burst out in a fit of giggles and squeals, “Did you have fun?”

“He got a stuffed bear and ate some chocolate. He even tried a pretzel.” You told Tyler.

“A pretzel?”

“He loved it.” You ticked Hudson’s stomach.

“That’s good. He enjoyed his first-ever baseball game.” Tyler cooed.

- 

Hudson had never been to a beach. Well, he had, but he was still in your stomach. He always liked taking baths, so you were pretty confident that he would love the ocean. 

As a birthday present, you had gotten Hudson a dog. He was still pretty young and didn’t really understand dogs, but he did know that both he and Brownie, the dog, were best friends and basically inseparable. 

So, you were sitting next to Brownie, watching Tyler and Hudson play in the water. Hudson was sitting at the shoreline, giggling whenever the water would wash over him. 

“You wanna go play with them?” You looked down at Brownie, who looked back up at you with his soft chocolate brown eyes, “Let’s go play.” You got up and ran over to join your family. Brownie followed after you, and you ran towards the water. 

You sat down next to Hudson in the water, “Are you having fun, buddy?” Hudson looked up at you and gave you his toothless smile. You smiled, kissing his head, and looking up at Tyler.

“He’s having the time of his life. Don’t know how we’re gonna be able to leave.” He joked, looking back at Hudson, who was smiling brightly as the water ran over him again.

Later that day, you were sitting under the umbrella with Brownie, watching Tyler and Hudson attempt to build a sandcastle. It was more like Tyler was building, and Hudson was throwing sand. 

“We don’t throw, Hudson,” Tyler told the baby.

You watched the two with a smile, “We got lucky, didn’t we?” You looked down at Brownie, whose head was laying in your lap. 

- 

Five years had passed, and Hudson was now almost 6. You and Tyler had gotten married and had another baby. A girl named Lola Katerina Glasnow. You decided now that you were married, Lola would have only Tyler’s last name. 

You were sleeping soundly next to Tyler on a Saturday morning, totally blissfully unaware of the ruckus that would soon be interrupting your peaceful slumber. Lola and Hudson crept into their parents' rooms as quietly as they could. 

Lola stood on Tyler’s side, while Hudson stood on your side. They quietly counted down, before jumping onto the bed, startling the two of you awake. 

“Wake up, wake up, wake up!” They both sang, continuing to jump and giggle. 

You and Tyler looked at each other, then back to your children, and smiled, “What are you two doing up so early?” You asked, bringing Hudson into your arms.

“It’s Saturday.” He pointed out, “It’s waffle day.”

“Ah, right, waffles.” You nodded.

“And bacon,” Lola added.

“And bacon?” Tyler asked.

“Yeah, daddy.” She nodded.

“Who wants to help mommy make waffles?” Both kids raised their hands, “All right, to the kitchen we go.” Tyler picked up Lola, and carried her through the air, pretending she was a rocket. 

Hudson on the other than was more a cuddlier baby. He liked to be held and hugged, so you carried him to the kitchen, letting him talk to you about his dream.

You listened and also thought back to how you got to this point. It all happened after two strangers met in a bar, and had a one-night-stand. It was a long journey to get to that point, but it was one hell of an adventure. 

“Mommy, come on,” Lola shouted from the kitchen.

“We’re coming.” You turned the corner and set Hudson on the counter next to his sister. The four of you fell into conversation as you got the ingredients out, just talking and occasionally eating the fruit. 

- 

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[ilyasorokinn]

can I have one of your amazing Instagram edits for tyler glasnow please

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yourusername marley thinks mama and papa are crazy.

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glasnowt she’s not too far off on that one 😂

raysfan oh, to be marley 😭

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glasnowt to my my favorite girl,

we saw each other earlier today, but i miss you just as much as i would if i were gone for weeks. all you did was miss my call, but i still kiss you.

love your little giraffe 🦒

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yourusername ty 🥺 all i did was acidenlly miss a ft call

raysfan i want a tyler to make me a post when i miss a ft call 😩 also, little giraffe 😭

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[ilyasorokinn]

If you’re still doing prompts would you maybe do 10 or 11 (from the hugging prompt list) or both with Tyler Glasnow? 🥺🥰 please and thank you!

WE’L BE OKAY

of course! i'm gonna do #11.

11. "clinging to each other" (from this prompt list)

whenever tyler went away for games it was always hard. he went away a lot, but it was still hard, and it only got harder each time.

this time was no different. he was packing his stuff up while you sat on the bed, watching as he folded each item of clothing and put it in his bag.

"you have everything?" you asked when he finally zipped up his bag.

"yeah." he nodded.

"okay." you nodded, nudging the dog that was laying in your lap and hopping off the bed to see him off. you walked behind him to the door.

"i love you," he told you.

"i love you, too." you smiled. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to your level.

he bent down and wrapped his arms around your waist. you stayed there, never wanted to let go, "don't get hit with too many balls." you told him.

"i'll try not to." he laughed.

"good." you nodded.

"don't watch any new episodes of the good place without me."

you smiled, "i won't."

"good." he nodded.

"you both pulled away when you heard a car honk outside. you caressed your knuckle across his cheek bone, "i'll see you in a few days. we can do that. we've done it before." he reminded you.

"i know. we can do this." you nodded, pulling him down for a kiss.

"we got this," he whispered.

"we got this." you smiled, holding your fist out. he hit his fist against yours.

[breezymichelle99]

Kiss Me More | Tyler Glasnow

Summary: A Celebratory evening turns into a hot makeout session in which you learn something very interesting about your boyfriend....                          He Likes His Hair Pulled. 💋

Warnings: injury mentions, Making out, Praise-ish Kink, female receiving, unprotected sex, choking (sort of), Hair Pulling, dirty talk,. 

                              (Pics are from Google or pinterest.) 

Tyler Had been spending every possible moment he could rehabbing from his UCL Tear. You knew it had been difficult for him; especially the closer it got to him making it back on the mound. He’d been at the field all day meeting with training staff, going through simulated pitching. You couldn’t wait for the day he would finally come home and tell you he was cleared to pitch. Everytime he returned it was always maybe next week Ty, or we don’t think you’re quite there yet Ty, and then you’d end up snuggling a disappointed pitcher into your chest all night. You knew it couldn’t be long now. 

The front door opened and you could hear Tyler singing. That was a good sign. “Babe, where are you?” he calls to you from the living room. You can hear the happiness in his voice.  “I'm In the..” your voice trails off as you see him in the hall; a bottle of wine in hand. You eye him. “Are we celebrating something?” you ask, stepping towards him. He smiles that gorgeous smile of his and runs his fingers through his long locks. “I have my first Triple A rehab start next week and depending on how I feel after that start I could be back on the mound by the 16th.” he says. The look of absolute relief and happiness filled his eyes.  “We almost made it.” he adds. There was silence for a second as you decided the best reaction. 

“OMG BABY!” you scream jumping into his arms. He laughs as he wraps his arms around you and spins you around.. You kiss him slowly. “I'm so proud of you Ty. Everything you’ve done, how hard you’ve worked to get back. I honestly couldn't be more proud of you baby. I love you so much.” you say to him trying not to get too emotional. He sets you down the kitchen counter. “I couldn’t have done it without you, pushing me in rehab and dealing with me when I wasn’t so nice afterwards and then holding me in your arms when they told me yet again I wasn’t ready. Your support was everything to me and I hope you know how much I love you and how much I really appreciate absolutely everything you’ve done for me.” he says, his gorgeous eyes looking back into yours. 

You run your thumb over his cheek, holding his gazing a little while longer savoring this sweet moment with him. “You know no matter what I've always got your Back Ty.” you whisper into his lips, your hands running through his long locks. His phone was buzzing in his pocket. He smirks. “Hold that thought, princess.” he whispers kissing your nose before he answers his call. You attempted to hop off the counter since your 6ft8 boyfriend decided to place you there. You smile. He was finally going to be back on the mound. You grab the bottle opener and two glasses and pour the wine he brought home and then order some take out. 

He returned to the kitchen. You look up at him. “Good news?” you ask. He's leaning into you and his hand is on the small of your back and you're both giggling and life seems good as he nods yes... The take out order comes and you settle onto the couch with your glasses of wine and plates of food; enjoying the night in. After setting the dirty plates and empty wine glasses into the sink you settle back into Tyler’s arms to finish the rest of the movie you two had been watching. However it seemed like he had other plans. 

“Ty..” you groan. “I'm trying to finish this.” you say trying to avoid his lips on your neck and his long fingers tracing delicate circles on the skin of your inner thigh. You hear him chuckle. “No you're not.” he growls in your ear and seconds later the ending of the movie has been forgotten. You were in his lap in an instant, legs straddling either side of him. His hands slid down your back to your ass where they remained; squeezing every now and again eliciting a loud moan from you each time. 

Your lips devour each others, tongues colliding together. He pulls your bottom lip between his teeth and you grind your hips against him; moaning loudly. You feel him smirk into your lips. “I thought you were finishing your movie.” he chuckles. “Shut up and kiss me. Mister.” you groan. He smiles. “As you wish.” his lips are on yours again and you are both moaning in sync once again. Your hands are in his hair now running slowly through his long curly locks. 

His hips grind hard against yours and you end up pulling his hair between your fingers, lips kissing the curve of his jaw down his neck.The sounds that came from his mouth were unholy. You pulled your lips away from his. “What was that?’ you smirk. He’s quiet, cheeks flushing a slight shade of pink. “Tyler?” you raise an eyebrow at him. He bites his lip. “Tyler Allen. Did you just get turned on by me pulling your hair?” you questioned him again playful. His growing erection is clear against your thigh now. He smirks. “Come on baby Kiss me More!” he whines. Pulling you towards him. Still avoiding the question. “I mean if you wanted me to do it more, you should have just told me.” you smirk. “I would have been more than happy to oblige.” you bit your lip. Especially with the reaction you had gotten from him. If you’d only known. 

His lips crashed into yours again, shutting you up. You couldn't help but smile into his lips. Your hands instantly find his hair again as you continue to play in it teasing him every once in a while, since now you knew his secret. The makeout session is heating up, both of you moaning loudly into the wide space of the living room. Both trying to adjust comfortably on the couch, but Tyler’s 6ft8 frame made it difficult to find any position on your living room couch.

Finally he had had enough. He grabbed you by the back of the thighs and leaned up, standing. Your lips never leaving his as he carried you down the away to the bedroom. Once inside the bedroom he sets you down. You help each other undress as quickly as possible. Then Tyler lays you down on the bed, his big body above yours in an instant. Gorgeous blue eyes staring back at you for a moment. “I love you.” he whispers, his thumb tenderly rubbing across your cheek. “I love you too, baby.” you say smiling up at him just before his lips find your neck and you’re moaning beneath him.

He’s kissing down your body leaving little hickies down your delicate skin. He’s between your thighs before you know it. “Mmmm Ty.” you moan as you feel him slowly begin to rub your clit with his long fingers. You fidget beneath him. He smirks. “You’ve been such a good girl, my love. So supportive, always taking such good care of me, now it’s my turn to take care of you.”  he whispers quietly. Eyes looking up at you from between your thighs. “Oh Tyler.” you moan loudly as he slides his tongue over your folds. Your hands fall into his hair. 

Pulling it between your fingers, he groans. “Do it again.” he says, devouring you like some late night snack. You do as you're told. “Fuck babe harder.” he growls sending vibrations throughout your core. You pull his long hair harder. Your hips crashing into his lips. His tongue and fingers hitting the just right spot every time. “Fuck Tyler, III.” your words trail off. “Cum for me like the good girl you are.” he demands and you can’t help but do as you're told. “God baby you taste so fucking good.” he says as he licks his lips. You can’t help but smirk as you pant beneath him. 

He’s kissing up your thigh now, past your navel, making sure to pay special attention to both breasts as he makes his way up to your lips kissing you slowly at first.  “Fuck Ty, I want you so bad.” you whine into his lips. He smirks. “My pleasure, princess.” he says. He leans up, giving himself a few quick pumps as you watch eyes wide with anticipation. His hand is on your hip as he guides himself into you slowly. You let out an unholy moan. His left hand slides up your body, long fingers squeezing your breasts and teasing your nipples. You can't help but whine, but his hand doesn’t stop, it slides up to your neck and you groan as you feel his long fingers wrap around your neck, thumb tight on your pressure point you reach up holding his arm with yours. Eyes never leaving each other as he thrust harder into you. You sit up wrapping your legs around him pushing him deeper. You both moan loudly. His hand comes from around your neck to hold your back, his thighs supporting you both now as you bounce up and down on him getting him deeper than ever before. . “Fuck baby you ride me so good.” he moans in your ear.

You’re both so close now and you can feel it. You tighten around him. You’re gripping his muscled shoulders, scratches all down his back. “Cum baby.” his voice deep and dark like a command and you do exactly as you're told. “Fuck Tyler, you feel so good inside of me.” you can’t help but utter as you feel him cum inside you. He groans in your ear as you both ride out your orgasm, finishing together in a hot mess of sweat and hickies and cum on the bed. 

You both laugh as you stretch out still tangled in each other. “Guess I can skip my morning work out tomorrow.” Tyler Chuckles as he looks over at you as you lay beside him catching your breath. “Guess I can skip mine for the next week.” you joke. Both of your breathing finally begins to even out as you come down from your high.  Tyler’s fingers trace your cheek as you lay beside him on the bed. “What?” you ask him, biting your lip. He’s been staring at you for a good 10 minutes without saying a word. “Just thinking about you and our life and how happy you make me and how i'm just so lucky to have you in my life.” he says. You smile. Giving him a little chuckle. “You are such a liar Tyler Allan Glasnow, you were thinking about fucking me in the shower, weren't you?” you slap his shoulder. He blushes. . “Okay Okay maybe I was, however i'm still grateful to have you.” he says with a smirk. “Nice try, Glasnow.” you chuckle as you get up from the bed. “Where do you think you’re going?” he says leaning up. 

You couldn’t help but smirk at him. Eyes wild with lust and desire for your tall handsome pitcher. You bite your lip. “Last one in gets to cum last.” you smirk as you disappear into the bathroom. He hears the shower turn on and he’s up from the bed in two seconds, grinning all the there. He’d take that bet any day off the week as you find yourself shoved up against the shower all in seconds. His big body, trapping you there. “Guess you’re the loser.” you smirk. You can see the wheels turning in his brain. “No baby girl, I'm the winner.” he smirks, devouring your lips as he begs you to kiss him more. 

The end.

[ilyasorokinn]

Can I request 3 and 7 from the physical affection prompt list with our lovely tyler glasnow please?☀️

FUTURE MRS. GLASNOW

3. "smiling into a kiss" & "squishing someone's cheeks" (from this prompt list)

you and tyler had been dating for a good few years. the one question you got after two years was when you were gonna get married. after being together for four years, tyler finally got his act together and knew it was time to finally pop the question.

so, he asked your friends for their input on what to do. they obviously told him your favorite kinds of rings but left the decision up to him.

he designed a ring, but even after he picked it up he didn't know what to do. he carried it around for a few months before finally deciding to man up and go through with it.

"what are we doing here?" you asked tyler as he held your hand and helped you up to the top of the mountain.

"it's the best view. i promise." he smiled helping you onto the next rock, which overlooked everything.

you gasped, "wow, this is definitely worth it." you chuckled.

"i'm glad." he smiled, shakily pulling the ring out of his pocket and getting down on one knee, waiting for you.

you observed the view for a second longer before turning back to tyler and gasping once again, "holy fork." you covered your mouth.

tyler laughed at your choice of words. you had to sit down to stabilize yourself, "are you being serious? like, this isn't a joke?"

"yes, i'm being serious. this isn't a joke." he nodded, the brightest smile you'd ever seen crossing his face.

"oh, my god, ty." you could barely get the words out as tears filled your eyes.

"we both know i'm not good with speeches, so i'm gonna make it quick." he opened the box, "when we first met, i would've thought you'd run for the hills, seeing as i was making a complete fool of myself. but you didn't. you stuck around for some reason, and i thank god every day that you do."

"i love you so much, more than i think i understand. so, y/n, will you marry me?" he watched you, waiting for your reaction.

you nodded your head, unable to get any words out. his smile only got bigger and took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto your finger quickly.

he cupped your face as you cried, "oh, god this is so unattractive." you wiped your eyes.

"well, we're getting married now, so i guess i better get used to all of this." you slapped his arm playfully, "i'm kidding." he laughed, pulling you in for a kiss.

you could feel his smile as your lips moved together. you pulled away, only when you needed air. you leaned your forehead against his, "we're getting married." you whispered, almost trying to convince yourself that it really happened.

"yeah, we are." he nodded, moving his hand to squish your cheeks together, "get ready for forever, future mrs. glasnow." he smirked, pecking your lips again.

[breezymichelle99]

Stronger With You | Tyler Glasnow

Summary: After the rules changed Tyler gets hurt pitching. learning that with you by his side he can over come anything.

Warnings: mentions of injury, and hospital visits. but nothing more. Sweet Tyler.  

                               (Pics from google and pinterest. Not mine.)

You sat in your usual spot; up with the other wives and girlfriends of Rays players. Tyler was on the mound tonight. It was the third inning and he was struggling. Ever since MLB changed the rules on using enhancers to pitch, Tyler had been struggling but tonight was the worst night he’d had on the mound in a very long time. As the inning went on you began to notice something wasn’t quite right with him. With each pitch thrown you begin to see the winces on his face, and the more he pitched the worse it got and the further you scooted up in your seat. “Are you okay?” one of the other girls leaned down to ask, hand on your shoulder. You look back up at her. “I think somethings wrong with Tyler.” you say your words catching in your throat with worry. 

You continued to watch him with the last pitch that blew by him for a base hit, he looked up at you and you knew something was wrong. You stood immediately, looking at him begging him to take himself out of the game. He looked back up at you and he knew what he needed to do. He asked for a time out and called for the trainer. The whole stadium held their breath. “Something’s wrong, I'm not sure if it’s my forearm or elbow but somethings not right.” you read his lips as he tells the trainer what's going on. They take him off the field as the call to the bullpen is made. “Oh no.” you say out loud as you watch your boyfriend walk off the field with the trainer and into the locker room. “Do you wanna go?” someone asks from behind you. You look back unsure if you should or if you should wait for Ty to call you. “Sweetie i think you should go, if everythings okay they will tell you and you can come back up here with us.” another one of the girls says. You shake your head, grabbing your bag and making your way towards the locker room. You are trying not to run but your mind is clouded by thoughts and you're not even thinking straight. 

Your phone is ringing, Tys face popping up . you answer quickly. “Babe.” you say. He looks like he’s in pain and he has his elbow and forearm iced, and you find yourself running faster. “They want me to go get an MRI. Where are you?” he asks. You swallowed hard as you heard the word MRI and you knew that meant hospital, and panic began to set in. “I'm on my way to the locker room.” you say, you see him smile a little half hearted smile. “What?” you smirk. “I love you, babe.” he says, happy to know that you had known something wasn’t right with him. “I'm on my way to you handsome, just hang in there.” you say blowing him a kiss. You tuck your phone into your back pocket and make your way to the locker room. 

Tyler let someone know from security that you were coming and when you got to the door they escorted you right in. Tyler was sitting there on the bench. He was still in his baseball pants and cleats but his shirt was off (which would have been a sight to see if he hadn’t been injured.”) and he had ice ace bandaged to his forearm and elbow area. You sigh, walking to him as he calls your name, reaching out for you. “Saw you from the box... are you okay?” you ask him as you take his hand. He pulls you into him as you wait for the trainer. “Something wasn’t feeling right in my elbow and the more I pitched the worse it got.” he admits. When you hear the word “Elbow.” your heart wrenches, instantly going to season ending Tommy John thoughts. Tyler can see in your face that you're scared. You feel his warm hand slide to the small of your back. You smile at him. 

You should be the one comforting him. But somehow no matter the situation he always knew the just right thing to do. He looked at you with his gorgeous eyes and you calmed down, snuggling in to him as the trainer finally came back to talk with him. “Tyler we want you to go get an MRI, one of us will take you that way you can get in quicker, Y\N you can follow us there if you would like.” he says. You knew him going with the training staff was for the best but you didn’t want to leave him. “It’s alright baby, just get the car and meet us there and I’ll call you and let you know which room i’m in and then you can take me home okay.” he says kissing your forehead. You shake your head, uneasy. Hating to leave him behind. “I’ll be fine, baby girl.” he says. He squeezes your hand once more. “Alright.” you give in.

You look over to the trainers begging them to take care of your boy. They nod knowing without words what you're asking.  “I love you.” you say as you lean in to kiss him. He smiles softly at you. “I love you too baby.” he kisses your lips gently and you leave him. Looking back only once to watch him wince as he tries to redress. You’re dying to turn back and help him but you know better so you walk to the car to head to the hospital. 

As you get into the driver's seat of your Range Rover you sob into the steering wheel. “God, he has to be okay.” you cry. Begging anyone listening to please make everything alright. Marisa Kiermaier; Kevin’s wife texted to see if you were alright, If Tyler was alright. “On way to hospital, needs MRI on elbow. Will Keep you updated as much as I can.” you text her back quickly before wiping your tears away and focusing into game mode; Tyler needed you now and you needed to be strong for him.

You pulled out of the stadium parking lot and headed to the hospital. Your heart racing so fast you thought it might beat right out of your chest. You choose a parking spot and head into the hospital waiting for Tyler’s call to let you know where he was… a few minutes later he called. “I'm in 320, they are going to take me right down for the MRI so if i'm not in there i’ll be right back. I love you.” he says you can hear the worry in his voice. “I’ll be there when you get back, I promise. I love you too.” you say into your phone as you make your way to room 320 as fast as you could. 

   You asked for directions and headed up to Tyler’s room. It was Empty. A nurse came in. “You must be Mr. Glasnow’s girlfriend? He said you’d be on your way up, he should be back up in a few minutes.” she smiled at you and you thanked her as you took a seat in one of the chairs across the room, tapping your foot nervously as you waited. The trainer returned a few minutes later. He had taken a phone call from the team. You casually talked with him, trying to fill the awkward empty space that had set in. Finally Tyler returned, you immediately stood. He smiled at you but you could tell he was hurting. 

“The doctor will be in in a few minutes, one of the nurses says as she leaves the room. You both nod. Tyler sat back on the bed. He looked exhausted. “Come here.” he whispers, patting the bed beside him. You crawl in next to him, he pulls you in close with his good arm. You hear him sigh. You run your fingers through his hair. He closes his eyes, relaxing into you. You continue playing in his long curls as you wait for the doctor. The door opened. “Good Afternoon.” she says, stepping into the room. Both you and Tyler sit up immediately begging her for answers. Was it good? Was it bad? You need to prepare yourself. You swear you can hear Tyler’s heart racing. You grab his hand and squeeze. He looks over at you with an uneasy smile.

The Doctor Smiles at you both. “Good news and bad news.” she says you both swallow hard. Tyler sighs looking at her. “Good news is you don't need surgery, bad news is you have a partial UCL tear and flexor strain in your elbow; which will require you to miss a significant amount of playing time.” she says. You stop holding your breath. It wasn’t as bad as you thought it might be. “We will need you to limit the usage of the elbow for a good 3 weeks before we begin the rehab process, and then after that evaluation of the healing progress and then we will talk about your return to the mound, Mr. Glasnow.” she smiles at him. Tyler exhales. He felt relieved. Though it would suck and he would hate every single second of not being out there with his team, at least there was a comeback timetable and it was not season ending

“A few more pitches and we could have been having a much different conversation.” she adds. “Good thing you had a good understanding of your body.” Tyler hadn’t taken his eyes off of you since he got the news. “I’ll be right back and we'll get a sling on that elbow to limit your mobility and then we will get you outta here.” she says with a smile. “Thank you.” both you and Tyler say together, you both look at each other with a laugh. The doc leaves the room and you knew it was time for the serious conversation, that Ty wasn’t going to like because you knew him and you knew him well and you knew in your heart he wasn’t going to take going onto the 60 day IL well. 

“What?” he says quietly as you catch his gaze. You’d been quiet since the doctor left and he knew something was going on in that beautiful mind of yours. You sigh. “I'm not going to like this am I?” he says with a smirk.  You chuckle. “Probably not.” you say placing your hand on his thigh. “Alright let me have it.” he says. He knew you had his best interests at heart even if he sometimes, well most of the time, didn't want to either listen or hear it. “Ty.” your eyes were begging him.”I need you to take this seriously okay? I know it sucks and I know you want to be out there on the mound more than anything but I need you to listen to what the Doc says, and I need you to let me help you and I need you to get healthy in the right way in the right amount of time. No shortcuts, no sneaking around and working out when I'm not looking, please. I want you out there throwing that 90 mph fastball too but I need you to be okay first. That’s what’s important to me; you and your health.” you say. you try to stop the tears from escaping but you couldn’t help it. 

Ty’s thumb comes to your cheek wiping away the runaway tears. “I promise” he whispers. “It’s going to be hard, but I promise I’ll take care of myself baby…” he leans down and kisses you and you melt into him. “I love you.” you whisper as you pull your lips from his slowly. “You scared me today.” you whisper as he pulls you into his chest. “I know, baby. I scared myself.” he says, kissing the top of your head. There was silence between the two of you as you held tightly onto each other. 

A nurse entered the room. “Sorry.” she whispered. “No worries.” Ty says separating from you but still holding your hand. The nurse helped him put on the sling and gave him instructions about showering, and physical activity; including the Sexual kind. You both blushed a soft pink color when the conversation began. Looking at each other with a smirk. “We will want to see you back in about three weeks and then we will go from there regarding rehab.” she says handing him the discharge papers. “I've spoken with the trainers and given them their instructions and you are ready to go Mr. Glasnow.” she says. You both thanked her and gathered your belongings from the room and headed out. Tyler’s hand in yours. “I can go get the car if you want.” you say to him. He laughs. “Babe I hurt my elbow not my legs, I promise I can walk to the car.” he laughs. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help but laugh as you get to the car hand in hand.

 “Oh no mister I don’t think so.” you say as Tyler attempts to get into the driver seat. He rolls his eyes now. “You aren’t serious babe, come on...” he groans. “Passenger seat.” you point. He growls playfully. “Fine.” you slide into the driver seat after throwing your bags and his bags into the back seat. “Can I atleast hold your hand?” he asks. Looking over at you.his hand coming over the center console waiting for yours. You smile at him. “Of course you can, my love.” you say lacing your fingers with his. It had been a very long day and you were both ready to be home. Players and coaches calling and texting to find out what the verdict was. Ty texting them all back as you drive him home. One hand on the steering wheel, the other one holding his tightly.

When you get in to the drive way you both get out. “Do you need anything from your bags?” you ask. There was silence for a second as he thought about it. “No babe, the only thing I need tonight is you.” he says. His voice was low and quiet and you knew he must be exhausted. You smile as you take his hand once more and lead him up the walkway and into the house you’ve shared with him for 2 and half years. 

“You wanna shower?” you ask him as he sits on the end of your bed. He shakes his head with a smile. You raise an eyebrow at him. You help him take off the shoulder sling and slide out his jeans and t-shirt. He walks to the bathroom in his boxers, stealing glances at you. “Hey babe.” he calls as you hear the shower turn on. “Yeah Ty what is it?” you say coming to the door. “Wanna join me?” he asks quietly. It wasn’t a sexual thing or need for some type of a release, it was about needing you in the purest most loving way possible, skin on skin with him under the warmth of the water just holding him close. That’s what he needed most. “Yeah babe. I’ll be right in.” you call to him from the bedroom. You strip out of your Glasnow Jersey and shorts and slide into the already steamy bathroom. You slip out of your bra and panites and step into the warm shower. Tyler pulls you into him immediately. You hum against him as you hold each other for a long while underneath the warm water. 

Tyler’s long fingers caress your cheek as your eyes meet his. “I don’t know what I’d do without you babe, I love you so much, and I promise to try not to be too much of a pain while I get through this injury.” his thumb is still stroking your cheek. You melt into him. body to body with him. “I love you too Ty and I know you will get through this. I will try not to be too much of a bully when it comes to your recovery.”  you laugh because he shakes his head agreeing with you. “HEY!” you giggle. He snorts with laughter. God he loved the sound of your laugh. Especially after a tough day. 

The two of you finish your shower and snuggle into bed. He falls asleep quietly but you lay there a little while longer. Your fingers playing in his long damp locks as you watch him quietly dream. “I love you Tyler Allen Glasnow.” you whisper into the darkness, grateful for an outcome that wasn’t devastating. You watched him sleep a little while longer before snuggling into his chest and falling asleep in his arms as you feel him wrap his body around yours.. 

The next few weeks where exhausting trying to keep Tyler from doing anything dumb. Several times you catch him sneaking out headed to the field. “Babe please.” he begs “I just wanna be with the guys. I promise no workouts. I just wanna be at the field.” he continues to beg you. You give in. “Fine but Tyler I swear...:” Your protests are captured by his lips. “I promise no workouts. I love you baby.”  he says, grabbing his keys and heading to the Trop. you couldn’t help but laugh. At least you got him out of your hair for a little while since he was driving you absolutely stir crazy. That few hours with his teammates would do him good.  

Tomorrow he would begin his rehab and hopefully his road to recovery, getting him back to the mound.  The rehab was tough and most days he came home in pain and was grumpier than ever, sometimes taking that pain out on you. But you sat next to him on the couch, watching some dumb TV show ice bag in hand, no matter what. You never left him. No matter how grumpy he was or how much he tried to push you away, not wanting you to see him like this. you held him together just like you always promised you would. Although You had enjoyed the time spent with him while rehabbing., breakfast in bed, movie nights, and game nights to be honest you were ready for him to be back on the mound. 

Tonight was the night.. After two months of limited mobility and excruciating rehab assignments, and throwing drills and triple A rehab starts Tyler was FINALLY going to make his return. The team had made a big deal of it too.  You arrived early in your Glasnow jersey, cute jean shorts and sandals. Tyler had been at the field since like 9am, it was impossible to keep him away. You met him before the game. “Hey you.” he says leaning down your lips crashing into his. “Hey baby.” you whisper into his lips that were still trying to kiss yours. His teammates gathered around him. As he pulled you in close. “SPEECHHHH!” they all hollered and clapped. And Tyler began to blush. 

“Alright Alright quiet down.” he says with a laugh. He’s still holding your hand as he begins. “First of all I want to thank you guys, the team and your girls for supporting me and Y\N as we got through this. Always checking on us. We really appreciate it more than you know. I also want to thank the Rays Organization for sticking with me through my rehab and helping me get back in to pitching shape. And lastly I want to thank you.” he paused as he looked down at you. You blush. “Babe I would not have made it through this without you. Without your guidance and your love and most of all your support, who knows where I would be. I am stronger with you, babe and I will forever be grateful to have you by my side.” he pulled you in for a long passionate kiss. The whole team clapped and awed and cheered. “Alright boys.” the coach interrupts. “Let’s get this win.” he says. You give Ty one last kiss. “Go get 'em, babe.” you say standing on your tiptoes to kiss him. “90 mph fastball, strike out coming your way, babe.” he winks at you. “I’ll be waiting.” you wink. You whisper your I love yous and you head to join the ladies in the team box. 

“Alright there’s your boy.” Marisa says hugging you, as you were happy to rejoin your girlfriends in the box. Tyler took the mound, he tipped his hat to the crowd who was cheering wildly for their star pitchers return. And the first pitch was a perfect strike, followed by another and then that perfect 90 mph fastball dead center for a strikeout. He looked up toward you with a grin and wink and you melted into your seat. God you loved that man so much.

Tyler would end up pitching 6 innings probably could have gone more but they didn’t want to push him too much on his first outing. The Rays would go on to win the game 4-1. Ty getting the win. He had come such a long way in these last few months and you knew it was a struggle for him but you knew he could overcome anything and you were the luckiest girl to have such a strong devoted man by your side. And honestly you couldn’t be more excited to see what the future would hold for him and for you. 

The end <3

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Sooo cute love it!

ALSO when I was requesting I also thought about something with proposal🥰

Can I request 3 and 7 from the physical affection prompt list with our lovely tyler glasnow please?☀️

3. "smiling into a kiss" & "squishing someone's cheeks" (from this prompt list)

you and tyler had been dating for a good few years. the one question you got after two years was when you were gonna get married. after being together for four years, tyler finally got his act together and knew it was time to finally pop the question.

so, he asked your friends for their input on what to do. they obviously told him your favorite kinds of rings but left the decision up to him.

he designed a ring, but even after he picked it up he didn't know what to do. he carried it around for a few months before finally deciding to man up and go through with it.

"what are we doing here?" you asked tyler as he held your hand and helped you up to the top of the mountain.

"it's the best view. i promise." he smiled helping you onto the next rock, which overlooked everything.

you gasped, "wow, this is definitely worth it." you chuckled.

"i'm glad." he smiled, shakily pulling the ring out of his pocket and getting down on one knee, waiting for you.

you observed the view for a second longer before turning back to tyler and gasping once again, "holy fork." you covered your mouth.

tyler laughed at your choice of words. you had to sit down to stabilize yourself, "are you being serious? like, this isn't a joke?"

"yes, i'm being serious. this isn't a joke." he nodded, the brightest smile you'd ever seen crossing his face.

"oh, my god, ty." you could barely get the words out as tears filled your eyes.

"we both know i'm not good with speeches, so i'm gonna make it quick." he opened the box, "when we first met, i would've thought you'd run for the hills, seeing as i was making a complete fool of myself. but you didn't. you stuck around for some reason, and i thank god every day that you do."

"i love you so much, more than i think i understand. so, y/n, will you marry me?" he watched you, waiting for your reaction.

you nodded your head, unable to get any words out. his smile only got bigger and took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto your finger quickly.

he cupped your face as you cried, "oh, god this is so unattractive." you wiped your eyes.

"well, we're getting married now, so i guess i better get used to all of this." you slapped his arm playfully, "i'm kidding." he laughed, pulling you in for a kiss.

you could feel his smile as your lips moved together. you pulled away, only when you needed air. you leaned your forehead against his, "we're getting married." you whispered, almost trying to convince yourself that it really happened.

"yeah, we are." he nodded, moving his hand to squish your cheeks together, "get ready for forever, future mrs. glasnow." he smirked, pecking your lips again.