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anystalker707 · 1 month ago

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the lights we chase

Pairing: Sam Monroe x [gender-neutral] Reader Summary: long day, long week, heavy feelings, heavy rain. Tags: comfort / angst / he longs too much / nice ending

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Of course, you knew it would rain, seeing the darkness gathering in the distance, the clouds looking heavy and dense, slowly rolling in. Maybe not so slowly. You’d predicted it’d rain later at night, and not right when you had to leave work. Or perhaps, even, you just wanted to convince yourself of it after noticing your umbrella wasn’t in your bag. Leaving your house in a rush during an especially stressful week could do that.

There was nowhere to run to now that you searched for shelter by standing as close to the building as possible, staring at your phone’s screen. With a sigh, you finally texted Sam, receiving a text you didn’t know how to interpret. Still, you waited.

Ten minutes or so had passed when the car finally stopped by the curb, and you quickly rushed through the rain to slip into Sam’s car, which had an almost permanent smell of cigarettes and a hint of the drink Scott spilled on the back seats some weeks ago. The engine hummed under you as the rain pattered against the window, but not loud enough to drown out the music from the radio, making a comfortable atmosphere that felt like a warm hug after a long day at work.

The gray colors of the sky merged with the city lights, creating distortions through the raindrops that ran down the cars’ windows, and also hiding an otherwise a sky with the colors of the end of the day.

“Am I your Uber now or somethin’?” Sam raised an eyebrow, leaning forward to look down the street before crossing the crossroad.

You shrugged, adjusting your bag on your feet. “Well, seemed like a good opportunity to see you.” Twisting the knob slowly, you turned the volume up, just enough for the words to be comprehensible.

"Oh don't talk of love" the shadows purr Murmuring me away from you "Don't talk of worlds that never were…

Sam was silent, letting his brain swim in the lyrics, before he exhaled. “Yeah, well, maybe I didn’t want you to see me right now.” Annoyance marred his words, rough with irritation and… something else. “Maybe I just want to be left alone.”

Bitter, as usual. You rolled your eyes, looking out the window with a soft sigh. “Just drop me at my place.”

Sam’s hands tightened around the steering wheel, and he glanced at you. “Wait,” he choked out, his throat suddenly dry. “I didn’t mean that. ‘M sorry. I just…” He huffed. “‘M not good at this.” His hair was a little wet from catching a little rain earlier when getting in the car, and wetting his palm slightly when he tugged on his own strands almost painfully. So fucking stupid. Why couldn’t he just be nice to you? “I don’t want to take you home. I want to spend time with you. Just you.” Hopefully, that waver in his voice was just his mind tricking him.

A sigh. “Whatever. Sure.”

His heart kept beating way too fast. Damn it. Sam hesitantly reached over and grazed your thigh with his hand. He needed to cross that bridge. “Come on,” he mumbled in a softer tone. “Let’s go somewhere. Anywhere.” It wasn’t much of an apology, but he couldn’t do much better now.

Silence stretched, and Sam was hyper-aware of everything. His sweaty palms around the steering wheel, the floor vibrating under his feet, the rain, the music, you. Really, all he did was make things worse. No one ever liked him like that—at least not without second intentions—, so he wasn’t sure how to hold himself back from the automatic, defensive responses. Or even how to communicate nicely.

“You know,” Sam attempted, voice quiet, “I don’t like it when you’re upset with me.” The words felt heavy on his tongue.

Silence stretched again, but not for so long. “I’m not upset with you,” you said softly, suppressing another sigh. “Gloomy weather just makes me feel… down.”

Sam’s jaw clenched as he turned the car, navigating the familiar streets towards his house, keeping his eyes glued on the road because he didn’t know how he’d react if he looked at you. Something thick hung in the air, too sensitive to be touched, causing another silence, but it was heavy and oppressive this time. After he pulled into the driveway, it pushed more upon him as he stared at the distorted image of his house through the windshield. He wanted to say something, anything, to break the tension. But the words wouldn’t come.

Sam fought against whatever seemed to hold him back and reached for your hand, intertwining your fingers together, finding solace in the small touch. “Come inside. Please. I need you.”

The two of you shared a look before you nodded, giving his hand a brief squeeze, then releasing it to leave the car and jog towards the front door together. “Your mom home? Your siblings?”

Focused on unlocking the door, Sam twisted his mouth faintly and shook his head. He held it open for you before stepping inside as well, both of you leaving the wet shoes by the door as he unlocked it again. He watched you take off your shoes, feeling his heart twist—it was a sign of comfort, of familiarity. Of home.

The house was quiet, the lights dimmed. It felt empty, lifeless. Just like Sam felt most of the time. He leaned back against the door and looked at you for a moment, analyzing, looking for something. He knew something troubled you, the sadness was there, even if he couldn’t quite tell the reason, and it made his heart ache, made him want to take it away. How could he have such strong feelings for someone else? His stomach churned.

“Come here.” Sam held out his hand. “Please, I just… I need to hold you.”

Despite your silence, your hand found Sam’s, hesitantly, lacing your fingers together as you stepped closer, and his hand immediately tightened around yours. He slowly wiped away a raindrop that ran down your temple, sighing.

“I hate seeing you like this,” he whispered. “I hate knowing that I can’t take it away, that I can’t make it better.” The closeness allowed him to drink in every detail of your features and burn it in his memory so that he could revisit it later when he was missing you.

You looked away, feeling your cheeks heat up. “I’m fine, really. It’s not that bad.”

Sam knew you were lying for your own sake, though it still hurt that you didn’t trust him to comfort you, to make everything better. He let his hands fall to his sides when your grip loosened. The frustration made him want to scream and break everything—he would never do that, not when it could worsen things.

“I know you’re not okay, and I hate that I can’t do anything to change that.” Sam pressed his lips together and stepped back, trying not to seem needy or pushy. “I’m here for you.” It was cliché, something you were probably tired of hearing already, but Sam didn’t know what else to offer, and maybe it worked.

Your eyes softened, and your shoulders dropped. “Don’t worry.”

“Come on,” Sam said before silence reigned again. “Let’s go upstairs. We can watch a movie or somethin’.” His hand found yours before you climbed the stairs, and his hand remained in yours when you left your bag by the corner and tugged you down with him as he flopped on the bed. You landed in a tangle of limbs, with his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you close, and his face buried in your neck to inhale your scent deeply. Home.

Despite not being what you expected, it was easy to relax and let go against Sam, taking in the oddly comforting scent of his bed and returning the embrace, tracing circles into his back—he hummed contently in response.

The little gesture calmed down the furious sea of emotions inside Sam and reduced the world to the little bubble shared by the two of you. Everything was about your warmth and the weight of your arms around him.

Enough time had passed when Sam turned his head to rest it on your shoulder. His fingers tightened around your shirt, as if you’d disappear if he let go. “Turn on a movie, please.” Your shoulder muffled his voice. “Something you like.” All he wanted was to give you a moment free from the weight of the world on your shoulders, and maybe, just maybe, Sam would find and provide solace in the process. “I don’t care what it is. Just pick something.”

Damn. It was hard to choose. You tried to think about something both of you liked and aligned with the atmosphere. None of you would watch it anyway, but the muffled talk under the sound of the rain outside was comforting. Playing with your hair proved to be a lot more interesting to Sam, an intimate and possessive gesture, to him. Mine, his heart whispered.

“Thanks for putting up with me,” Sam muttered quietly. He knew he wasn’t the easiest to be around, and he could be a lot to handle, but you were still there with him. That meant so much. Despite the lack of an answer, his heart melted at seeing you enjoying the touch, pressing your head to his, briefly. It was almost like you were completely his, and Sam almost allowed himself to slip into the daydream of being yours when guilt pushed him back.

The ending song started playing, but Sam remained still, trying to prolong the connection. He had never felt so close to you before, so… exposed. Unlike he had believed, it was peaceful.

Eventually, he pulled back to meet your eyes in the dim lighting of his bedroom. There was so much he wanted to say, but the words stuck in his throat, jumbled and indecipherable. “You should sleep here,” he said, finally, the only words that managed to escape through. “I’ll put an extra blanket on the floor for you.” He wasn’t up to going through the usual bickering of who should take the bed. Most of all, it was an offering, a plea, to have you there while he slipped into the unforgiving embrace of sleep, since he couldn’t have you hold him overnight. “Unless you’d rather go home.”

“I’ll stay. Don’t worry.”

Sam nodded in relief.

The makeshift bed wasn’t the best, but it was the best that Sam could do. If only he could convince you to take the bed. ��There,” he exhaled, giving you one of his pillows. “It’s not much, but it’s… comfortable.” He sat back on the mattress. His eyes followed you, observing how his borrowed clothes looked on you and the weight of the day in your eyes. Fuck, he was so lucky to still have you there with him. “Thank you,” he said, because it was all he could do without feeling like he would fall apart. “For staying, for being here, for… everything.” He wanted to say more. It wasn’t the time, though. He didn’t think it was the moment.

“It’s fine. It’s not something you need to thank me for.” You adjusted the pillow on the ground before lying down and pulling a blanket over yourself. It smelled like Sam. The rain still poured outside, comforting and daunting at the same time. “Good night.”

Sam watched you in silence, nodding, and swallowing around the lump in his throat. “Good night,” he mumbled. He dimmed down the light on the nightstand, leaving the room in a soft, cozy darkness, a little envious that you fell asleep faster, but he knew the day had been harsher on you. The weight in his chest held Sam awake, and he couldn’t help but roll on his side to observe you. There was not much to see in the darkness, but he could make out the rise and fall of your chest in a peaceful rhythm that lulled him into a sense of security—a false one.

If only you cuddled with him to sleep. Sam reached out, letting his fingertips graze your arm in a whisper of a caress, allowing himself to imagine a scenario in which you fall asleep in each other’s arms. He doesn’t want to wake you because of his silly daydreams, especially not when you’re finally allowed to rest.

With a heavy sigh, Sam forced himself to withdraw his hand and let you sleep undisturbed, averting his attention to the ceiling. He’d just settle down for the comfort of your presence with the knowledge that, even if not enough, it was more than he deserved. Among the mess of thoughts and feelings, he could finally fall asleep.

Panic rose in his chest when Sam noticed the empty spot beside his bed, but then he saw you standing by the window, with your hands on the windowsill, watching the rain, and his heart calmed down. He sat up with a yawn, leaving smeared makeup on his fingers with rubbing his eyes. The sight of you standing there filled him with a strange sense of peace.

Sam swung his legs over the bed's side before standing up and as much as he wanted to walk over, he preferred to rush to the bathroom and at least take a piss and wash his mouth before anything. Given the situation of it, he presumed you’d been awake for longer than he thought.

Finally, Sam returned and approached you, standing close enough so that your shoulders touched. “Morning,” he mumbled, voice still rough with sleep. “You slept well?” He blinked a few times, trying to get rid of the sleep in his eyes. “Coffee? I can make some if you want.”

You observed him for a moment before finally shaking your head. “Morning. The floor isn’t so bad.” You paused. “We can have some coffee later.”

“So, what’s the plan for today?” Sam prayed you wouldn’t mention anything about leaving. Spending so much time with you was… nice. More than nice, actually. It was everything he had been wanting lately.

Rain kept pattering against the window. It was a soothing sound he found himself soothing into. He tilted his head, pressing his nose to the cold glass, and his heart fluttered at the chuckle he snatched from you. “We could…” His mind raced with the possibilities. He didn’t know. Whatever you wanted, as long as you two spent time together.

“There’s not much we can do.” You shrugged, averting your eyes to the outside again, watching the puddles. “And you? Slept well?”

Sam looked over at you, nodding faintly. “Mm, yeah.” Sleepiness still clung to his voice, but he couldn’t fight the feeling that came along with rainy days. He decided to indulge in his wishes and slide an arm around your waist, relishing the closeness, humming as he buried his face in your shoulder for a moment before following your gaze outside the window. He felt like melting when you held him in return. “We can watch a movie. I’ll even let you have the remote.”

For some reason, Sam felt clingy, unable to hold himself back from tightening his arms around you, basking in the warmth of your skin that seeped through your—his—clothes. He’d never felt this close to you, and maybe you felt the same.

Your nose pressed to his cheek, breath tickling his skin. “Sounds good.”

Sam wanted nothing more than to turn his head and meet your lips, but he restrained himself. “I’m really glad you’re here,” he mumbled with a soft sigh. Words heaved on his tongue like lead, at the same time they prickled in a plea to be freed. “Y’know, I love you.” While he pulled away to look at you in the eyes, he was already making up a thousand excuses in his mind, but all of them vanished once his eyes met yours, and he winced.

“I… ‘m sorry,” Sam said, anxiety coiling in his gut, and he wanted to spill a thousand words to justify himself, but nothing ever came. His brain short-circuited the moment you leaned in and simply kissed him, the sensation so much more intense and better than anything he could’ve imagined.

A soft sound escaped Sam’s throat when he finally returned the kiss, adjusting his grip around you, taking in every detail—your breath fanning over his philtrum, your eyelashes brushing against his cheek, your hands on his shoulders, everything. The doubts and worries melted away shamefully easily, calming down his heart in a way he’d never felt before.

Only a few seconds and eternity had simultaneously passed when the kiss came to an end, and Sam looked at you again, his mind a lot quieter now, lips tingling. He felt so safe in your embrace, fuck.

“I love you, too, okay?” You mumbled, kissing his cheek, and he couldn’t help but smile, burying his face in your shoulder.

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ferrstappen · 1 year ago

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hi!!! could you write something about max and reader dating and its winter break and reader gets sick. basically its just cute fluff of max taking care of her. thank you <333

this is great because its cold af (where I live) and I'm sick (both physically and mentally <3)

chicken soup l Max Verstappen blurb

You denied it.

Your brain tried denying the swelling of your throat, the heaviness of your limbs, the dizziness.

It made sense after visiting Max's family during winter break; one of the kids was sick, which meant Victoria woke up with a runny nose, Sophie with a headache, telling you and Max to go back home a bit earlier since neither Max nor you had any symptoms.

If only... the moment the small plane landed in Nice, your legs carried you to the tiny restroom, emptying your stomach, your head was spinning so bad you didn't notice Max holding your hair and rubbing circles on your back. at least, the best he could on the restricted space.

It didn't take two seconds when his phone vibrated, his sister letting him know the kids were now nauseous and dizzy.

No shit.

Max drove slower than usual, not wanting the bumps on the road to upset your head or stomach, constantly turning his head to see your eyes closed, breathing not so smoothly.

In his head, he made a plan for everything he'd do once they got home: ask if you wanted to take a shower, helping you change, choosing the best pajamas, defrosting some chicken so he could make you soup, remembering if any of you had bought some chamomile tea.

That's exactly what he did. You probably weren't aware you leaned on Max after getting out of the car, your body touching the bed and falling asleep in minutes.

It was dark when you woke up, head still pounding, forehead still warm, throat still closed, but the smell of soup was enough to drag your feet from the bedroom to the kitchen.

It was empty, no sight of Max, but a tray was already arranged with a bowl and his not-so-secret mix of green tea, honey and lemon, just a couple of teaspoons he always said, so the lemon wouldn't be too harsh, just enough to soothe the pain.

You could cry from the sight of everything Max did in a short amount of time, now you were realizing you weren't wearing the jeans and cardigan, but fluffy white pajama pants and oversized, navy blue Red Bull hoodie with his scent.

Then, you heard his voice. He was speaking with someone else, probably streaming or something, but the need to thank him was enough to open the door and carefully walking towards his seat, making sure to not show on the camera frame.

Pssst.

His head turned around and his eyes softened, arms reached for you instantly, making space so you could seat on his lap, your legs dangling over his legs and your face hidden on his face.

user1: i am so soft for them like... she is wearing red bull merch and he instantly reached out for her

user2: does he realize he's muted but still streaming???

user3: HE IS PLACING HER HAIR UNDER HER EAR I AM SO DONE WHEN IS IT MY TURN?????!!!!

"How are you feeling, schatz?" Max placed his hand on your forehead, forehead wrinkling after noticing it was still warm.

"I'm better, but you are definitely getting sick as well," You replied and Max laughed, body slightly shivering from the feeling of your breath on his neck.

"Good thing there's soup for both of us," Max kissed the top of your hair, telling you he was going to say goodbye and end the stream.

He didn't pay attention to the comments or anything, just unmuting himself and saying goodbye, carrying you to the bedroom and placing you on the bed, making sure you were comfortable before going to the kitchen.

"No, stay here," you told him, almost sounding like a toddler, even stretching your arms so he'd join you. "We can have soup later, when after your stomach starts feeling funny"

Max found his usual spot on the bed, letting his body cover yours from behind, trying to keep you as warm as possible, tightly gripping the duvet, noticing the little hairs standing up with the familiar feeling of his breathing on your neck.

He was definitely getting sick, but it'd be worth it.

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hyacinthdoll1315 · 3 months ago

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3.5 Months of Moth HRT

So, um, hi again! Not much has changed since last time but well, feel like I should be updating this more. a few things have changed. My eyesight is a bit fuzzier now. not enough to need glasses at least! but stuff that's really far away has gotten more, smudged I guess?

I called the doc about it since I was worried about having another eye infection (eww) but apparently, it's not too uncommon to occur by this point, something about the eyes beginning to split? I wasn't able to pay attention to much of it (been so scatterbrained(maybe some more tea will help?) but I did some looking into insect eyes and it seems to be the case? something about less resolution.

my sense of smells really strong now, and I'm starting to find it affecting my emotions. like, you know how ants have this smell they leave when foraging? it, kind of makes me hungry now. not that I've been sticking around ants much! I'm a moth through and through thank you very much! (paperyum)

the biggest thing I think is my skin? I'm not quite sure but it kind of feels, tight? and it's been drying out easier. like, wearing a suit that's too small. not sure what that's about, but at least my setae is still growing!

Well, silver lining I guess.

look, that's, not why I decided to write this though, I just. I feel used, in a way. and I need to write it.

So, about a week ago I went to hang out with my friends again. they've been nice and as cool as always, but, I don't know, there's this kind of, disconnect? like, Only Alice (Tea friend!) has really tried to understand while the others have kind of just acted like nothing changed and teased me a bit as normal. I guess it's just ribbing, but, I don't know, I've never really agreed with it.

but uh, we went to the mall, which was kind of nice, the others wanted to watch a movie and go to the arcade, and it was kind of fun? though a little overstimulating (too loud and the movie was boring) I kept getting weird looks the whole time though, and I just. why? they kept looking at me like, I was strange, which I sort of get, but some seemed creeped out, others disgusted.

I used to be pretty oblivious (I admit, I am kind of naive) but now I just, I couldn't stop seeing it. Even when we went to get food, there was this look in people's eyes like I was, wrong. I even heard someone call me a "freak of nature", though maybe they were talking to someone else? (no, it was about me, definitely).

I tried telling the others I wanted to go somewhere else but they just kept saying it was fine and we could go do something else first. I didn't even get to go to my favorite teashop out of fear of losing the group!

Eventually, we stopped at this ramen place and I remember we were mostly joking around a bit. I was having my salad (meat tastes a bit weird now), I don't remember it all. I think someone said something and I felt hurt, said something like, "I can't help it", I think it was about having to be a vegetarian, and I remember one of my friends just, poked the top of my head and laughed at me, something like "well duh, a moth like you doesn't eat much. don't worry about it, just follow the lights." or, something like that I just.

I felt sick. I quickly got up to the bathroom and I think I heard Alice chastising them but I don't remember. I just, needed space. The whole lamp thing is so annoying! like, everyone acts like moths always move toward light when there's so much more going on there! humans may not know how it all works, but it's definitely not just what people think it is, like some infatuation with it!

After that, I just wanted out. the others acted like nothing happened, but, I don't think I can keep hanging around with them anymore. like, they're my friends, you know? they should be there to help! and they do, or at least Alice does. the others just tend to joke around and be silly.

so yeah, that's what happened. they've tried contacting me with stuff like "Hey Emily, we didn't mean anything by it" "We were just joking, Em", or just "Hey Emily, you coming for our next dnd session?" I think I'm going to stop talking to them, just reduce contact, say I'm busy with other stuff, anything to stay out of, that, again.

I haven't gone out in a bit, just been getting my groceries, got my tea, and been trying to relax. I just hope I can find people who can better understand.

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#transgender #animal hrt #transgirl #hrt diary #therian #therian hrt #Moth hrt

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lunerenzo · 5 months ago

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Next Lifetime, 01

Art cred(s); @wacuoms

☆ Pairing(s). Barista!Suguru geto x Nursing student! reader

☆ Content. Swearing, mentions of self harm (not seriously though), conversations of college, fluff, talks of food, reader is intended to be black but anyone can read, please let me know if i missed anything :)

☆ Notes. Hi guys! First off, thank you so so so much for a hundred followers! I appreciate it so much and am so grateful! This is going to be a series so expect more pieces from me soon and yeah. That's all I got for right now. Words in bold is reader.

☆ Word count. 997

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED, Enjoy!

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‘Fuck mornings.’ Is the mantra that repeats in Suguru’s mind as he turns on the cafe’s lights. Laying his hands on his face before inevitably dragging them down, shrugging his coat off and hanging it against the wall before making his way out the backroom. “Who the fuck is even up this early to get coffee? ‘S ridiculous.” He grumbles as he stumbles to the front of the establishment, flipping the sign that hangs on the door to ‘open’.

The smell of coffee and soft music slowly wakes him up, heating up pastries and putting them in their respective places in the display glass, the usual. Suguru looks at the clock on his lockscreen, its only been fifteen minutes? He huffs, leaning against the counter as his arms are tucked under each other. He sits there staring blankly at the wall. He could read, or doddle, or-, the bell at the front door rings. Isn’t it like six o’clock in the morning? Why would somebody be out of the house this early? Geto sighs as he turns around. “Welcome and good morning. How can-” Everything stops. The music, the sounds of coffee brewing, the clock in the corner, everything. In Front of him sat a girl, roughly his age. She was beautiful, dewy skin glowing in the light of the rising sun. An elastic headband pushing some of her hair out her face. Brown tortoiseshell glasses perched on the bridge of her nose. “Um.” God, even her voice was amazing.

“S-Sorry, um, howw can I help you?” Shit, how long has he been staring? His eyes cast down in embarrassment as he tusks a strand of hair behind his ear. He’s racking his brain to see if he’s remembered her from somewhere. A regular or something? No. Well, the school year just started and there’s a university not that far from here. That’s probably it….or maybe not. She's wearing scrubs, so maybe she has some type of early shift at a hospital. “Is the brown sugar espresso good?” “Uh, i mean yeah. I like it.” The girl nods, sitting there idly for a bit. “Yeah I’ll take that and aaa…creme brulee donut.” Suguru nods, tapping on the screen and logging in quickly. “Oat milk okay?” “Yeah, that’s fine.” He hums putting in the order before looking back up, hand reaching back to the nape of his neck twirl and pull his hair nervously. “Anything else?” She declines, shuffling through her purse and handing her card.

Geto damn near short circles when his hand brushes her. Busy swiping the card and doing whatever else, a slight aroma of peaches fills the air. He sniffed slightly, was that her? “Here you go.” He mumbles as he hands her back the card. The girl flashes him a smile as she takes the card back. When Geto turns around he mentally hypes himself up as he makes her drink, his face feeling like it was on fire as he prepares himself to engage in small talk. ‘Come on Suguru, you got this.’ He takes a deep as he puts ice in the metallic cup, “So, whats your name?” “[reader], you?” “Suguru, suguru geto.” “Oh, thats a nice name.” He might be dying, like actually. “T-Thanks. You got a morning shift? I mean we’re uh…pretty far from the hospital.” Did he just stutter? His palms begin to get clammy as he pours the syrup to the bottom of the cup. Why can’t a sinkhole just his size open up right under him? “Oh no, i’m not a nurse. Not yet at least, I'm going to the medical university not that far from here.” He could feel her eyes in the back of his head. Dear god, what is happening? He’s never been this nervous in his life. Okay, maybe once or twice, but to talk to a girl? Never. Her voice was so light and cheerful.

“That’s whats up. Umm…got anything that you like studying or something that interests you?” ‘Just focus on making the drink. Focus and everything will go smoothly.’ Geto thinks as he pour the espresso and oat milk into the cup. Shaking it quickly and a bit roughly before pouring it in a plastic to-go cup. “I enjoy the simulations, they have these extremely realistic robots, like i i was in a simulation lab with a friend, ya’know just practicing, and one just yelled out ‘i want my mommy’.” He chuckles softly. Putting on the cups top and he put it on the front counter. Towards the pickup side. “I’d honestly be terrified if i were you.” He mumbles as he grabs a small parchment paper bag. Squatting down and grabbing the tongs to put one of the huge brulee donuts inside. He stands back up, folding the top flap and putting a little sticker to keep it sealed. “Here.” Suguru mumbles with a small smile. His hand brushes against hers once more, her skin was so soft. “You smell like peaches.” He blurts out, and immediately regrets it. His entire face and ears flushed into a shade of red. Embarrassment eating him whole, he’s throwing himself off a building. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know why i said that, i just-” [Reader] giggles, waving her hand dismissively. “You’re fine and thank you.” She says after a while. Full lips pulled into a graceful smile, his breathe hitched slightly. She was ethereal, like some type of painting you’d see from the renaissance era.

“N-No problem. Uh…s-see you around?” Geto stammers, looking at the girl across the counter. He felt like he was floating, is this what people mean when they talk about love at first sight? Cause he totally gets the hype. “Yeah. I’ll be around every now and then.” He nods frantically, “Yeah, okay.” [Reader] giggles one more time. Before grabbing her food and waving at him as she walks out the door. Him doing the same and waving a good bye as she leaves. ‘Shit.’

☆A/N. I don't really having anything else to say besides I'm working on the second chapter rn and if anyone want to be on the tag list let me know!

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ronsenthal · 5 months ago

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George Luz x Reader

Summary: It became quite clear after all the hell you went through together from Camp Toccoa to Berchtesgaden that George Luz was something else.

A/N: Hello there! Dear @ithinkabouttzu, I am so happy I can finally say that I am your summer gift exchanger from the @hbowardaily summer exchange event!!!I was so excited when I learned this because I’ve been a fan of your works for quite some time so I tried to make something nice for you in return. I really hope you like it!

The endless days of chatting and the countless late hours in the night of comfortable silence between you two filled your heart with joy and hope.

With the whole weight of the world on your shoulders you felt like you didn’t have the strength to keep going, but that’s when he showed up to help you ease all the pain, to help you handle it. It was always him.

Of course now it was really easier to even begin to put into words, it was almost like all the pain and the fear you went through the whole damn war blocked your eyes so it took you some time away from the boys to realise how much you did miss them. Your hands were trembling when you reached this cream white envelope in the pile of mail that came in earlier, it has this fancy calligraphy on the front and a tiny little wax seal on top, it was an invitation addressed to everyone from Easy Company to come at the Nixon’s house for a reunion, the first one since “the split”.

You counted the days and hours to see all the guys together, to hear their stories, to see their faces and hug the hell out of them.

When the day came you woke up really excited, got into your fav dress and headed to the party, well, at least you expected it was indeed a party given it was Lewis Nixon as the host. After you reached the address you had to blink like ten times before your eyes adjusted to the scene. The bastard came up with a whole amusement park for everyone.

As you took your steps towards the host you saw a bunch of familiar faces, some different ones. The war changed everyone but the post-war added some civilian clothes, different hairs and even beards.

“Hey kiddo I thought you were not coming? You never replied to my letter!!!” Nixon said with a smile on his face and a big bottle of whiskey in one hand.

“I wanted to surprise you, asshole” You said with a cheeky smile on your face and rushed to hug him tight.

“It’s so good to see you too” he said, rubbing your back while you stayed there holding each other.

“Where are the rest of the gang?” you asked looking around “Ronald came in? And what about Dick?”

“I was looking for the headhead myself, he is probably having another ice cream or something. Ron sent his apologies and couldn’t make it, he was busy with some fancy army thing he said he couldn’t talk about or he would have to kill me” Nix said while rolling his eyes which made you laugh out loud.

You had so much to catch up, you looked around and saw Lipton quietly having a beer with Martin and Bull, Liebgott arguing with Webster just like the old times. At this point Nixon and Winters were just walking around like those couples in old romance books but your eyes were scanning all the faces, your heart ready to skip a beat at any moment.

When you saw his face it was like the world got warmer, his smile sent you back in time and forward into the future and the sound of his laugh was like the most beautiful symphony to your ears. Your feet had their own mind and when you realised they were leading you to him.

He suddenly saw you too and got up and left poor Buck talking to a tree as he started to walk towards you.

“Hey you showed up! I was starting to worry because Nix said…” you cut him as you wrapped your arms around his torso to give George the biggest hug ever.

The familiar smell and the way his chest went up and down had some weird calming power over your body, felt like home. But after some time you let him go just to get a hold on his arms as you two walked around and just chatted about life.

You laughed so hard when you saw Shifty walking with this huge teddy bear he got from the balloon shooting game stall and George watched your eyes glowing so he took you by the hand and dragged you to the stall.

Poor boy was dejected after he failed almost all his 5 shots and got you only a small plush duck. It didn’t matter, the small duck meant so much to you because it came from him!

It was starting to get dark and everyone was quite drunk already when Dick called up for some announcements. He made a beautiful speech about how he was happy and proud to see everybody. It was getting too emotional when Lewis cut him off and invited everybody for the barbecue dinner he arranged. The scene was so familiar, everyone holding up a plate in a long line waiting to get some food. Martin called you both to share a table and chat a bit more.

“So how is everything back home? Anyone we should worry about and talk to?” Martin asked you with his protective tone and suddenly you felt like everyone was watching you?

“No! No one and if there was someone you guys would be the first to know” you replied trying your best not to blush or look at George, but sometimes you felt like he could read your mind and see your heart like no one else, in that moment he covered your hand with his.

The subject then naturally changed but his hand stayed in place for everyone to see, but the guys didn’t seem to notice even when he started to rub circles at the back of your hand. That was it, the final straw.

“Georgie, can I talk to you for a second? In private?” you said biting your lip, your heart beating faster and faster.

“Of course sweetheart” he said fastly taking the cigarette out of his mouth and putting it out in the ashtray on the table. He got up and waited for you to take his hand so you could lead the way.

The eyes of all the boys followed you with confused looks as you nervously went out dragging an even more confused George behind you.

“Is everything okay?” This time there was no confusion on his face, instead it was fear.

“No it’s not okay” You said with a trembling voice “This was a big big mistake” you continued pointing at everything around.

“I don’t understand, what is wrong?” He sounded exasperated, curious and scared.

“Forget it please, it’s stupid let’s go back the guys are waiting for us”

“No I’m not going anywhere else until you tell me what is wrong, because THERE IS something wrong” he said holding your hand once more.

This sent some kind of electricity as his fingers touched you and you froze in place. He took a step forward and you closed your eyes, shaking your head rapidly.

“You don’t understand George, do you?”

“What is wrong? Did I say something wrong? Please tell me, you’re scaring the shit out of me sweetheart. Talk to me!” tears started to roll down your cheek and you closed your eyes even harder.

“That’s the problem, you are the problem, you are my friend George! My fucking best friend”

“And what is wrong with that? I don’t understand it please….”

“You fucking idiot” you said wiping away the tears with the tip of your fingers “I love you!”.

You finally let out the words that were stuck in your throat for so long, eight letters that were fighting so hard to be free, that were constantly tormenting you floating around your brain and growing inside your heart, fighting to survive.

You quietly let all the tears flow when you felt his arms wrapping your body, as always it worked its magic and calmed you down. It was almost like you could finally breathe again.

“Well now we have a problem” he said with a huge smile on his lips.

“What? Of course we have a big fucking problem George! Didn’t you just hear what I said?” you looked really confused now.

“Yes, yes we will get there sweetie” he said laughing “But first we will have to endure the endless shit show the guys are gonna pull out the moment they learn that we are a couple, because sweetheart… I don’t even know how to say it but I love you back”

He gave you a quick kiss on your lips and started to drag you back to the table with a cheeky smile and a little wink, just for you.

And of course he was right, there were applauses, screams and whistles when you two finally emerged holding hands.

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dear-satan · 2 years ago

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wife

Leon S. Kennedy x fem!Reader warning: fluff, Leon's alcoholism era.. that's all .-. note: I am downright in love with soft content with Leon.. I really need him in my life!

You closed the car door with a rather loud bang. You were angry… No, actually you were furious and you didn't even try to hide it. The clock on your phone showed two o'clock in the morning and you, instead of rolling from one side to the other in your warm bed, were just standing in some car park outside a dingy club. You didn't come here involuntarily, god forbid. If you could have, you would have trashed the place like in some superhero movie. However, you couldn't. Or at least not now, with him still inside.

Ignoring the bawdy comments from the youngsters standing in front of the entrance, you opened the door. Loud music immediately reached your ears and your nose twisted from the excessive scent of tobacco and vodka wafting through the air. "I swear to god. As soon as I find him, I'll kill him like a dog." you muttered to yourself in thought as you plunged deeper into the premises. You squeezed between the dancing people saying every now and then requests to move which they reluctantly complied with. With every passing second, as the neon lights robbed you of your ability to see, you cursed yourself and your good heart. You might as well have ignored the message and the incoming call by hiding your phone under your pillow. But no, you were too good a person to ignore it. Which is exactly what you regretted at these types of moments.

You finally reached the section where the tables were and almost immediately noticed Leon sitting in the company of presumably drunken colleagues from his job, about which you knew absolutely nothing. In fact, you knew really little about Leon himself and your relationship with him was…. Quite complicated. You had only known each other for a short period of time, over a year, and yet during this time you had become something that was difficult to define. You were supposed to be friends, really good friends who could rely on each other even in the worst moments, but there was no shortage of flirting, dirty jokes or nice nicknames such as "darling" "sunshine". However, Leon in your humble little opinion was a really handsome man and somewhere, deep in your mind there was a desire to bond with him. The vision of spending the rest of your life with him really brought a smile to your lips but you were afraid to do anything more to clear up this fucked up arrangement between you. That's why you stood in front of him with your hands gripping your hips.

"Leon Scott Kennedy." your serious tone broke through the loud music drawing the attention of his colleagues as well as Leon himself, who smiled drunkenly, though really sweetly, at the sight of you.

"Honey! How good that you're here already." he spread out his arms as if he wanted you to throw yourself into his arms with the intention of hugging him…. Unfortunately, in his plan he didn't take into account the table that separated you. "That's the Y/N I was talking about, my wife."

Wife.

"Come on, Kennedy. That's enough." You rolled your eyes coming closer "Let's go." you commanded extending your hand towards him. You really didn't feel like pushing your way through guys even more drunk than Leon himself.

You were surprised at how easy it was for him to rise up and grab your hand like a small child. You squeezed it tightly and directed your steps in the direction from which you had come. The people who before had been reluctant to seat you this time pulled themselves apart, wanting to make it easier for you to guide the drunken Leon towards the exit.

"You're my guardian angel," he muttered as you opened the door letting him out first. He greedily took in the fresh, rather cool air into his lungs feeling no small amount of relief. After all, his nose had been irritated by the smell of cigarettes and alcohol for several hours so taking a drag on something else was a real pleasure for him.

"It's not your wife anymore?" without waiting for him you started for your car, opening it with the remote control you kept in your jacket pocket. You opened the passenger side door for him waiting for him to get inside rather clumsily. You closed the door behind him and then took the driver's seat yourself letting out the air with a swish. "Last time."

"Excuse me?"

"That's the last time I'm picking you up like the mother of a spoilt kid Leon." you sent him a look that few have experienced "I understand, hard work. I don't interfere but for fuck's sake…. Don't call me out every time you're unable to walk home alone. I'm not your guardian angel and even less so, a wife to be at your every shitty request, Kennedy." You watched his blue irises darken and his expression momentarily become serious. His one eyebrow was much higher than the other. This time it was he who sent you a serious look that dominated that of yours.

"Do you think I'm playing with you?" he asked suddenly, and his low tone sent a shiver down your spine.

"Yes, that's what I thin…" you were prevented from finishing by his warm lips mussing yours. For the first few seconds your lips were motionless. You were simply shocked by his sudden move towards you which, to be honest, you really liked. You returned the kiss at the last moment and your hand tangled in his dark strands of hair, drawing him closer…. As far as it was still possible.

This pleasure lasted a minute, well maybe two. When your lips pulled away from each other, a thin thread of saliva still connected your lips, making you blush slightly. After all, Leon was drunk and this bold gesture was caused solely by the percentages bubbling through his veins.

"Lee.?"

"You're the most wonderful woman I've met in my entire shitty life." he grasped your hitherto laid on the steering wheel hand in his. He slowly began to roll circles on top of it causing your heart to palpitate. "And like I said in the bar. You are my wife. The most gorgeous and beautiful one I could ever dream of." With his words, all your previous anger passed into oblivion.

"Silly you…" you smiled lightly capturing his cheek with your other hand "You are drunk…. Besides, how can I be your wife when we're not even together…. We don't even have rings!" you laughed, realising how stupid that sounded. However, as if on cue, Leon reached into his pocket and put a silver ring on your heart finger and then took out a chain from under his shirt, on which hung the same ring, only slightly larger than the one on your finger. At this sight your eyes opened wider and your breath stopped in your lungs. "You're kidding…" You literally couldn't believe your eyes.

"No." he smiled and placed a gentle kiss on your hand "I've never been so serious, love. And I assure you I'll tell you the same thing tomorrow."

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years ago

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Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 5 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 6

Summary : The date with Chase ends horribly but Loki is there for you. He's your friend afterall.

Warning: mention of drinking, sweet loki is sweet, maybe he wants to be called pretty names and be cared for (maybe), midgardian men being an ass

"You are so cute aren't you?" He smiled at the compliment, he loved it whenever you complimented him, he probably would have found it demeaning if an Asgardian woman had said it to him but with you he didn't have to pretend to be someone he was not. Your tone wasn't condescending or filled with a sense of mockery, you just found him cute. Just cute.

"I am cute?" He giggled like a child high on sugary sweets, you were in the kitchen making something but he couldn't smell it, what was happening here? Oh!! He must be dreaming, because he knew you weren't attracted to him in that way. Right?

"Ohhh you are so cute.. adorable" you walked towards him and sat down on his lap which made him gulp, the proximity always made him want to do sinful things with you. Your fingers tucked his hair behind his ears and he felt every inch of his skin tingle. You leaned into him to kiss his cheeks one by one and then you kissed his forehead, the action immediately made him want to curl up to you again, maybe that's why he was having such an offensive dream. He wasn't sleeping in your arms tonight.

"Thank you" he mumbled softly and it made you smile, your thumb brushed over his lower lip which made him gasp a little.

"God you are pretty, you're a pretty pretty boy aren't you?" You whispered against his mouth but you weren't kissing him just yet and he really wanted to kiss you. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about it since last night. You looked down and there was a mischievous smirk on your face, he was getting hard because of all the touching and the praises. Definitely the praises.

"I apologize darling..I uhh--" before he could finish his words you pressed your index finger on his lips to shut him up.

"Shhhhh it's okay, i love that" his eyes widened at the statement, but then this was his dream after all. You wouldn't want him like that would you? He didn't think you felt the heat with him that you so badly craved, he was just a friend, no, not even that, he was just that man who had invaded your life and your personal space. You were probably just nice to him because you felt bad for him. The forehead kisses brought him back to focus on the dream, a part of him felt guilty thinking about you like this, you trusted him and gave him space in your room, you made him a part of your life and he didn't want to lose that.

"You like this?" You questioned as you pressed him against the back of the couch.

"I do" he could hardly whisper as your lips latched onto his neck, sucking and kissing every soft spot you could find.

"Such a good boy, I love you"

He woke up with his heart beating faster than ever, he had fought battles and been in wars but he had never been so out of breaths before.

For once he has awakened before you so at least you weren't up to see the disheveled state he was in at the moment. That and the raging erection he was sporting right now.

He averted his gaze to look at you, you were sleeping on your front with one of the arms right under the pillow, perhaps the reason why you didn't feel uncomfortable having his head on your arm all night, you were used to having yours. Your legs were folded in L shape and it made him smile. He laid down on the bed again to think about the filthy dream he just had about you, well he wasn't seeing Thanos and his men at least so that was a good change. Though he had no right to have such dreams about you, you were going to court some mortal that he knew would break your heart and hurt you.

Did you feel the heat with this Chase fella? You must, why else would you agree to date him if you didn't.

He couldn't sleep again so he got up and took a cold shower. He needed it. He knew he was starting to develop sexual feelings for you but the dream was something else entirely, did he actually want to be beneath you in bed?

He had hardly ever participated in such an affair before, he once attempted to be the submissive one in bed but backed out at the last moment because the lady he was woth seemed too harsh and he didn't feel comfortable enough to ask her to slow down or be gentle with him. In Asgard it was uncommon for men to behave in a subservient manner or excude gentleness so openly, it was frowned upon because it showed weakness.

As he opened the bathroom door he found you squirming with your legs crossed,

"Godd I was this close to peeing in my sink" you walked past him as you mumbled.

"Why didn't you just knock?" He questioned you

"I am not going to have a conversation with you while I'm literally trickling here okayy?" You shut the door on his face and he took a step back. Did he do something to upset you? You seemed furious, the snark in you had returned for some reason.

You didn't come out until you were all showered and dressed for work. How long was he in there for it to be morning already?

As you were doing your makeup you could feel his eyes on you. How dare he not come cuddle you last night? Okay you could have done it but he started it in the first place so he should have been the one to come to you after that silly argument or whatever that was, so what if you had a date? You both are just friends. Right?

"What are you looking at?" You asked him so he shrugged and went back to reading his book.

"I see you are getting yourself all prepared for your randevouz…with Chase. Quick question, why would anyone want to name their child Chase? " He asked you as he flipped the page of his book.

"The date is in the evening alright? I'm going to work"

"Are you okay darling? You seem a little…bent out of shape" you glared at him as he said that.

"What about you, what got your knickers in a twist?"

"My knickers are absolutely where they belong" he smiled and it annoyed you even further.

"You're so annoying, live with that" you snapped at him as you grabbed your bag and stepped out of the apartment, you noticed how his face went gloomy as soon as he heard that, he loved the bantering as long as it remained just that. He never wanted you to feel hurt by his words.

As he heard the door shutting with a thud, his eyes teared up, why was he so weak of heart? Should he just leave? Maybe he should, you probably were just done with him and needed your privacy. He decided to talk to you about it in the evening, the last thing he wanted was to lose whatever respect you had for him, perhaps he shouldn't have joked with you first thing in the morning, that Chase guy did get his knickers all twisted like you had said. He couldn't bear the thought of that buffoon putting his hands on you.

You were distracted throughout the day at work, Chase kept winking at you and it only made you want to hurl for some reason. You shouldn't have been so rude to Loki, he was just being playful like always or maybe just maybe he was jealous but that was wishful thinking right? He was a thousand years old and he must have been with plenty of women who must have been much better than you in every sense.

Chase told you that he'd pick you up around eight so you made your way back home. When you opened the door he was sitting on the sofa watching the tv, as soon as your eyes met he turned it off

"I want to apologize"

"I am sorry"

You both mumbled at once and it made you both smile, you sighed and walked towards him to sit next to him. You kept a foot of distance though.

"You're not annoying lo, I'm sorry.. I'm probably just pms'ing" He knew what that meant, you had told him all about it when you had your last menstrual cycle.

"I can be quite taxing sometimes darling.. it's not your fault" he smiled and it made your eyes tear up. You called him the one thing you had despised being called all your life and maybe he was used to feeling that way too and now the one person he considered a friend had told him that he was annoying, that must have hurt. It would have hurt you immensely if it was the other way round.

"You're not annoying, it's just me you know, that's how I am, I can't keep good people in my life, I do something or say something that I absolutely don't mean the majority of the time. It drives them away but I don't want to drive you away lo" his heart fluttered as you said that. Perhaps you didn't find him annoying afterall and he hoped you still wanted him to be here.

"You could never drive me away darling " he whispered softly so you chuckled

"If I had a dollar for everytime I have been told that then I'd be fucking rich right now" you mumbled as you got up. Maybe you needed to get a grip on your emotions today. "Did you clean up around here again?" You asked him as you looked around your space

"Yes, I just wanted to do something nice before I –" he stood up as well.

"Before you what?" You crossed your arm so he rubbed the back of his neck in nervousness.

"I just thought you were feeling troubled by my presence so–"

"So you were going to leave?"

"I just–"

"Where would you go Anyways huhhh? Are you trying to get yourself caught by those Avengers?"

"No I just–"

"Don't leave …pleaseee" your lips trembled as you raised your voice a little so he walked closer to you and hugged you, as soon as you felt his calming embrace you couldn't help but sob. You didn't want him to leave you, you didn't want to lose him too.

"I won't, I'm sorry my darling, I'm sorry " he cupped your cheeks to make you look at him and his thumbs wiped your tears, he leaned down to kiss your forehead and it made you want to cuddle him instantly. And kiss him. And fuck him into oblivion. Unfortunately you had a stupid date to attend. Maybe this date was the reason everything has been awkward between you two because it definitely felt fine before you mentioned it.

He kept looking at you and his eyes were moist too, you just hoped he wanted to stay here with you as much as you wanted him to stay.

"Are you still upset?" You asked him so he shook his head once.

"I never was, i thought you were"

"No I'm just…hormonal " you muttered the last word under your breath

"I will be mindful of that from now on"

You chuckled as he said that. He let go of your face so you stepped away too. He didn't say anything after that and neither did you. You wanted to be done with this date once and for all so you could come back here and you definitely wanted to sleep with him snuggling in your arms tonight. God only if he knew how obsessed you were with him.

"You look beautiful" He mumbled softly after you were done getting ready so you gave him a smile.

"I'll be back soon"

"Have a good time" But not too good.

"Thank you, you be here when I'm back okay?"

He smiled as you said that, you heard the door buzzing but instead of bringing him up you decided to go downstairs instead. Chase wasn't a bad guy per say, he was tall, handsome and nice to you, well atleast for now but you were definitely comparing him to Loki and Loki was a god, he was extra terrestrial and he was way out of your league but that wasn't going to stop you from dreaming about him. Maybe your standards were a tad too high for your own good.

"So Lyla told me you were like a lesbian or something so I was really surprised when you said yes" you scoffed as he said that, even the way he was just eating was ungodly and not at all elegant, everything Loki did was so regal and other men seemed like pests as compared to him, you definitely felt like a horrible person..

"Trust me I'm not lesbian but sometimes I really wish that I was" you answered him and he didn't get you at all. Loki would, he'd atleast smile and look Adorable as fuck even if your words had gotten over his head.

You couldn't wait to get out of the restaurant so you finished your dinner quickly and chugged the wine all at once, you were definitely skipping dessert.

He dropped you home and you told him that you didn't see yourself falling for him, he was upset for sure but at least you weren't stringing him along so that made you feel less guilty. Chase told you that he was thirsty and wanted to get some water so you took him upstairs unwillingly, you just hoped that Loki would hear you talking to him and disappear. As you stepped inside you didn't find him anywhere, you couldn't help wondering where he was though, Was he sitting on the couch or the bed?

"Here.." you passed Chase a glass of water so he sat down on the couch.

Loki glared at him because he was sitting right next to him, the smug look on his face didn't go unnoticed by him. He didn't have a good feeling about this guy and it wasn't even his jealousy this time.

"Look i know you don't want to date me or whatever but maybe we should just fuck and get it over with ya know?" Chase smirked and your face contorted in disgust.

"I think you need to go"

"I think you need to be a babydoll and sit on my lap"

"Okay get out now asshole" you told him as you walked towards the door and opened it, you were starting to feel really creeped out now. So he actually wasn't a nice guy huh? Surprise surprise.

"You're such a bitch" Chase said as he stood up and walked out of your apartment, you closed the door immediately. When you turned around you found Loki staring at you from the couch.

"So I'm assuming you didn't get to feel the scorching heat with him did ya?" He mimicked Chase's accent and it made you chuckle. He was enraged by the way that inferior man had just treated you with such disrespect but he wasn't going to make a big deal out of it, he knew you were fairly capable of dealing with such men in life.

"Heat? Forget heat, It was a glacier" he chuckled as you said that. Norns if he wasn't delighted that you weren't into that toe shaped male any longer.

"Are you alright darling?" He questioned as he walked towards you, your feet were glued on the spot in front of the door as he continued to get closer to you.

"Yeah ..men like him don't scare me" you mumbled as you took a step back and your back hit the door,

"What kind of men scare you then? Do I scare you?" Your breath hitched as he placed his arms on the side of your waist, his wrist twisted in order to lock the door which you had forgotten to do earlier.

"You're a god, but you don't scare me.. because I know you would never hurt me" you looked up at him and he opened his mouth to say something but the words died in his throat because he couldn't stop staring at those luscious lips of yours. Although he knew he had to say something before the moment would pass by him and he'd lose you to some another Chase.

"I would never want to hurt you" he mumbled softly.

"Why? Is it because you care about me? Because I'm your friend?"

"That is absolutely true" you bit on your lower lip as he said that.

"Okayy" you placed your hands on his veiny forearms in an attempt to push him away from the door so you could get away but he didn't budge at all. You looked up at him again and he leaned down to kiss your forehead but like all those times before he didn't stop there this time, he pressed a small peck on your nose as well

"Lo.." you whispered his name and your fingers curled around his neck. As you got on your tiptoes his one arm wrapped around your waist while he used the other one to tuck your hair away from your face. You placed a small kiss on his chin first and then none of you could stop yourself from crossing that line, at that moment you didn't care about anything else. As soon as your lips met with his you felt it all, everything you had ever wished for in life, it was right there in that little kiss. At that moment you just knew nothing would ever compare to the feeling of being able to kiss him like this. His lips moved against yours in perfect sync, he tasted divine, so sweet just the way his whole existence has been.

He pressed your body against the door as he pulled away for a moment to look at you.

"Heat?" His brows furrowed as he questioned you.

"It's melting lava out here lo" you cupped his cheeks and kissed him again, he was overjoyed that you wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted it, he really enjoyed doing it and he knew he'd be addicted to this feeling of you. All his life he had felt as empty as you did, he never could have imagined that he'd ever find someone to fill that hole in his heart. He wanted to tell you how intensely he felt about you but he didn't want to scare you just yet, he wanted to hold onto you for as long as you'd have him.

You only unlatched from him when the desperate need to breathe kicked into your system, it was a weird feeling to actually find the man you had dreamt of all your life but it was too soon for you to tell him that, you didn't want to scare him away, a part of you knew someday he'd get bored or would get annoyed by the little things you do that he must find really adorable right now, you knew someday he'd lose his interest in you but in that moment you just wanted to be the one he wanted to be with for as long as he did.

"Ummm i… " He stepped away a little as you mumbled "Loki..I still want to be your friend..I love being your friend" he noticed how you were fiddling with your fingers as you spoke to him. Your friendship with him wasn't something he wanted to lose either. That bond he shared with you was pure and precious and he always wanted to keep you close to his heart in every possible way.

"I love being your friend" you smiled as he said that.

"Okay..ummm so..we can be friends who kiss sometimes and they cuddle"

"And friends who don't see other people"

"Yes ..that…absolutely that…I was going to mention that..it goes both ways right?" you chuckled nervously as you asked him that.

"Absolutely Princess" The pet name would be the death of you.

"Okay cool.. nice doing friendship with you mister Loki" you brought your hand forward so he grabbed it and placed a small kiss on the back of your hand.

"Anything else Madame?" He smirked

"Noppeeee…buddy" you slapped his chest playfully before you walked away from him. Okay!!!! You desperately needed a moment alone to process what had just happened. You also needed to change your panties.

"I'll go shower" you told him but he kept giving you that killer smile that made you want to run up to him and kiss him again. You closed the bathroom door and sighed deeply, your breathing felt erratic, there was a tingling sensation in your nether region that didn't seem to go away. You just wanted him to touch you everywhere and in every way. Is this what it felt like to actually be into a man you would get to have sex with someday? God this feeling was awesome.

As you stepped out he was already in that tiny bed of yours, the lights were out already so you walked towards the closet and put a lotion on, you also noticed the lack of the princely bed. That was an invitation right? He wanted you to get into that tiny bed right? Of Course he did, you two just kissed and it was the hottest thing ever. Atleast for you.

You walked towards him slowly and he scooted a little to make space for you, you both got into the usual position in just a few seconds, his head was snuggled between your breasts, your leg was curling on his waist and he had his arm around your waist, you sneaked your hand under his head and he purred like a kitten in response.

"God you're so cute" you giggled and his eyes widened, that's exactly how it felt in his dream this morning. Dreams do come true sometimes.

"Am I?"

"Absolutely..you're adorable" I love you. You wanted to scream but it was too soon to show him your crazy side.

"I love the way you hold me princess, I have never been held like this before" he murmured against your chest so you placed a soft kiss on his head.

"Well better get used to it"

He pulled his head away to look at you, even in the faint moonlight you could tell that his eyes were teary and they made you feel sad too,

"What's wrong?" You asked him softly but instead of answering he just went back to finding comfort in your embrace. He was so soft, he was the softest thing you had never known and even though you knew he was a powerful magical being in all regards, deep down he just wanted to be held and adored, he wanted to be cared for, he held a softness you had never witnessed in men around you, maybe that's what attracted you to him in the first place.

Life wouldn't stay the same forever you knew that very well, at the end of the day he was still an escaped fugitive and you feared the day they'd find him here and take him away from you.

What would happen to him? What would they do to your lo? The thought really bothered you. The fear made your heart clench so you tightened your grip around him and hoped that this night would last forever, even though you knew it wasn't possible.

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

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honeytonedhottie · 9 months ago

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hyper girliness⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎀

this post is just my take on what girliness is to me and how i incorporate it into my life bcuz its a lifestyle for me. being super feminine and feeling happy and beautiful in that way is how i choose to live and this post is just talking about how i go about that. ofc with anything that u consume. take what resonates with you and leave the rest but i hope you'll enjoy.

GIRLY MINDSET ;

i think of very highly of myself, like a princess. i did lots of self concept work to get my self concept to where it is now and i can confidently say that my self concept is just as flawless as i am. because i think so highly of myself, i treat myself accordingly. something that i reinforce in my thoughts is to treat myself like my favorite doll.

what does it mean to treat yourself like your favorite doll? PAMPER yourself, treat urself sweetly and preciously and your body and mind and soul will thank you tenfold. every investment that u put into urself whether its mental or physical will give you the highest ROI then anything else can because its YOU.

IN TOUCH WITH GIRLINESS ;

im rly in touch with my girliness when im practicing self care or doing something creative (like girlblogging for example) to me, femininity is expression and creativity and energy and beauty so anything that resonates with those four words is enriching my own girliness.

pampering and self care time every single day is a MUST

dancing or stretching

most tension for girls at least, is stored in ur hips, so whenever ur doing stretches or when u dance, i like to focus on my hips movements so that then i can release tension and let energy flow. doing so helps me to feel super in touch with my girliness and my femininity in general, so things like belly dancing and yoga.

PAMPERING ;

manis/pedis WEEKLY or every two weeks, u dont have to get them professionally done if u dont want to, but mainly focus on being well kept and well groomed and moisturized.

making sure my hair looks pretty and to my liking

being EXTRA during shower time ; using high quality and sweet smelling products, using body oils and body butters and lotions. taking bubble baths and using fancy bath milks and bubble bath.

GIRLY INCORPORATION ;

you can glamorize even the simplest of tasks by being super girly. here are some examples of incorporating girliness into mundane tasks. girliness is lots of ROMANTICIZATION

studying -> using cute stationary (mine are predominantly pink) decorated notes, cute study playlist (i listen to subliminals) keep an adorable space to study and wear a cute outfit

GIRLY CODE ;

being sweet and gentle with everyone (including urself) is SUCH a girly move and it makes u so pleasant and doll-like. theres no need to be nasty for no reason, cuz thats not hot. so mind ur p's and q's. say thank you, articulate ur feelings and ur thoughts. also, me saying making an effort to be nice is girly code does NOT mean that if someone is coming at u some kind of way that u shouldn't stand up for urself bcuz u absolutely should, but rly emphasize grace.

GIRLY ACCESSORIES ;

bracelets

anklets

purses

head bands

mini-skirts

on an ending note the main keys to girliness from my experience is all about how u treat urself, and that'll translate to how u treat others. and this post can serve as your reminder to pamper and spoil yourself bcuz u deserve it ✨

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spidermans-l-o-v-e-r · 7 months ago

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Strawberries and Cream

Pairing: Eddie Diaz x Reader

Word count: LITERALLY 8K

Masterlist

Notes: Why am I obsessed with the idea of Eddie dancing with reader to “My boo” like I heard it for da first time in a MINUTE and I was like FISJDJSJSKSNSKS and immediately wrote this so you know what good work me. I’m back like six days later (not really) and I want the song to be “Don’t get much better”, you know the one from the fast movies? So you know what YOU DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT IT TO BE

Episode 3: Why You so Obsessed with Me?

Waking up to you the next morning is nice. Eddie stretches carefully trying not to jostle you too much. He’s got a long shift coming up and he just wants to enjoy this little moment with you as long as he can. He runs his fingers down your bare arm, biting his lip at the way you shiver and snuggle deeper into his side

He kisses your head gently, burying his nose in your hair. You smell like strawberries, vanilla… and he could lose his mind over the way you smell just the slightest bit like him after spending all night in his arms.

He watches the way your back falls slightly as you breathe, revels in the soft breaths on his chest. Even the occasional cute little noises you make. God this is nice, too nice. He can already feel in…places the way you’re making him feel right now. He turns a bit awkwardly, trying to shift his hips away from you… but your body follows his, your leg coming up and laying over his torso

“Well shit,” he says quietly, his heart starting to beat faster in his chest. He can feel every part of you, every part. He starts to sweat a little. He shouldn’t be thinking about you like this. How easy it would be to just push you back down and wake you up with his head between your legs. Or how he could just hear your soft moans as he woke you up with something else between your legs.

These thoughts are not helping his situation in the least. He starts to think about other things, anything to make it go away. Lacrosse? he doesn’t know anything about Lacrosse. Basketball? He likes basketball… and you know what? why do men always think about sports? Why not like baking a cake or like the latest episode of Pasión de Gavilanes?

“Eddie?” Your voice is soft and sleepy as he looks down at you, your chin on his chest

“Hey sugar cube,” he says softly, running his fingers over your hair “Sleep okay?”

You nod at him, but your cheeks are flushed… Pasión de Gavilanes did not help in time.

“U-um yeah… it was nice. You’re uh, pretty warm you know. Very snuggly” you’re awkwardly rambling as he finally shifts, reluctantly pulling away from you

“I-I’m sorry about that” He apologizes sheepishly and you bite your lip

“N-no it’s uh- it’s n-natural! You know you can’t… help that.”

He groans loudly into your shoulder and you can’t help but burst into giggles

“You’re making it like ten times worse oh my god. It’s “natural”?! Really??”

You’re wheezing laughing now as he keeps whining, hiding his face in your shoulder

“It is! I thought it would make you feel better!”

“You sound like a mom!” He rolls away from you and you cover your face, trying to stifle your laughing. He whacks you over the head with a pillow and you gasp loudly.

“Oh, you wanna go there?! Let’s go!” You take the other pillow from his bed and attack him immediately. There is nothing cute about the way you two are whacking each other in an all-out war. You eventually tackle Eddie over, straddling his hips and beating him over the head

“Okay! Alright, alright I give!!” He holds his hands in front of his face, laughing hard. He yanks the pillow from your hand and tosses it away.

“Sucker” he snickers as he holds your wrists in place.

“You wanna play dirty? I’ll play dirty” you purr as you let your body settle on top of his, your hot core brushing up against his cock. You grind down against him, and he gasps, his hands flying down to your hips to steady you

“That’s- fuck, Y/N.” He moans it, he actually moans and even if he wasn’t holding you steady you would have frozen anyway. He holds your hips there, and you can practically feel your heartbeat between your legs, egging you to do it again. If only to hear that sweet sound again

His alarm breaks the stare off and you scramble off of him. He sits up and grabs his phone, turning off the alarm.

“I- I have to go get ready”

“I’m gonna go make breakfast!”

“Okay”

“Okay!”

Eddie gets out of bed quickly, practically running to the bathroom and you get off the bed, going back to the spare room to get changed.

Breakfast is quiet as hell. You made eggs and toast with bacon. You’re sitting at the kitchen table when Eddie walks in, he pours himself a cup of coffee and comes over to the table where you’ve set a place for him. He sits down awkwardly, still gripping his cup

“I’m-“

“Please, you first,” Eddie says, taking the strawberry preserves and smearing it on his toast

“T-that was inappropriate” you sigh softly “I’m sorry about that”

Eddie’s cheeks flush “I mean…No we were totally messing around it was a good… amount of inappropriate” he chuckles “You won…and had the tables been turned… I would have done the same”

He wiggles his eyebrows at you as he takes a bite of his toast and your head falls on the table in pure embarrassment.

“I can’t believe I did that”

“Oh but it’s natural, “ he says with a shit-eating grin and you reach out, stabbing blindly with your fork.

“Shut up!!”

Eddie drops you off at Maddie’s house after breakfast, kissing you on the cheek before you leave. He arrives at work just a teeny bit late. Buck is already there and practically vibrating with energy. He doesn’t know how he does it, the man must run on energy drinks. He watches Buck sprint upstairs and chuckles to himself as he goes to settle in for the workday.

“You’re not gonna tell her right?” Buck is talking to Hen and Bobby. He is making sure no one invites you to the picnic this weekend so Eddie has the chance to bring you as his date. He’s even extensively stressed this to Maddie not to let it slip.

“For the last time,” Bobby groans, rubbing his hands over his face

“No one- not a single damn person. Is going to invite Y/N to the picnic so Eddie can do it himself.

Buck sighs, flexing his fingers as he sits at the table.

“Am I being sneaky? I’m being sneaky. What if he doesn’t ask her? What if he chickens out”

“I’m 90% sure he’s going to ask her,” Hen says as she eats her lunch “I heard him talking to Chim about the picnic earlier”

“We’ll make sure he does it, Buck don’t worry. You seem excited for them to be together. What's that about?” Bobby asks, getting himself a drink.

“It’s… not that necessarily, I don’t know. I’m just really happy to see Eddie happy you know? And I’m really happy to see Y/N happy too. She’s been through it when it comes to her love life and I just… I know Eddie is the one for her… and I know she’s the one for him.”

“That’s a whole lotta knowing for you and not enough for them,” Bobby says, looking at Buck “Maybe you should just support them where you can and not shove them together, just let them grow for now”

“Even if they’re painfully oblivious to the fact that they’re falling for each other” Hen points with her fork.

“Okay, but they are aren’t they?!” Buck flails “They’re clearly super into each other!”

Hen laughs at him, shaking her head completely agreeing and Bobby rolls his eyes

“Don’t encourage him”

“What do you mean, when you say she’s gone through it? Because damn have I had my fair share of trouble in dating maybe she and I could trade stories” Hen chuckles, she stops when she notices Buck seeming a bit uneasy

“Buck?” She asks, and Bobby pays better attention now too.

“Uh… well” He starts “It’s not my place to tell. It’s not. Just…know that she’s had it rough and I’d like to leave it at that. But she has had hilariously horrible first dates and I know she likes to talk about those! Just, be careful with it”

Hen looks at Buck solemnly and Bobby sighs, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring it up,” She says kindly and Buck leans down and hugs her, resting his head on hers. They know now how protective Buck can be, especially after what happened with Maddie.

“Aw man, it’s okay, you couldn’t have known” he reassures her

“If she ever needs to know, we’re here for her, no matter what,” Bobby tells him, patting him on the arm.

You and Eddie don’t see each other for three days. It’s not that you didn’t want to it’s just that there was no time. You’re helping Maddie full-time with the nursery as her due date draws closer and closer, the boys are at work, it’s not like they can just take off. They’ve even got 24 hours today so you’re not going to see either of them.

“So how long are you staying?” Maddie asks you as you’re hanging the mobile above the crib

“I’m not sure… Buck says I can stay forever” You giggle, screwing in a piece to the ceiling “but come on, he doesn’t want his cousin hanging around forever”

“He loves you to death, I’m pretty sure he wants that” She smiles as she holds the ladder steady for you “Chim and I agreed there’s always space here for you too. We want you to stay in L.A honey… really.”

“I can’t impose on you two, you’re married first of all. And second of all you’re about to have a baby Mads, I’ll just be in the way”

“Um more like a built-in babysitter” She jokes “Well…. What about with-“

“Don’t even say it. In fact! Don’t even think it”

“You have no idea what I’m gonna say!!” Maddie’s mouth falls open in protest and you flick her off before screwing in another piece

“Eddie Diaz” is all you say and you can hear her laughing over the drill.

Maddie orders Chipotle for lunch, she sets it on the table and you sit down next to her, sinking into the chair

“Who knew putting together a nursery was so much work? Isn’t the stork supposed to be handling all of this?

Maddie laughs and puts a fork in your bowl “Sorry, he just drops the baby off. Besides, it's been good for my “nesting” phase. I’ve made Chim change that room around at least seven times”

“Well, we screwed in the mobile so you’re stuck with that placement at least” You tease her before digging into your bowl. She watches you eating for a moment, playing with her fork in her hands

“So I called Uncle Josh. Or at least I tried to, figured I haven’t talked to him since we were teenagers”

You stop eating, freezing for a minute before lowering your fork

“Oh?”

A long time ago, the family kind of… dispersed so to say and you happened to move to the same state as “ Great Uncle Josh” which meant you definitely got the short end of the stick. When he got sick, you were met with “family is everything” and “family is all you have” and you were eventually forced to move in and take care of him. He was a miserable old man, who loved to make everyone else’s lives suck too. There wasn’t a day he wasn’t fighting with someone over something stupid. Not to mention fully ignoring his doctors.

“Yeah his number was disconnected…thought that was weird.”

“Yeah maybe he just didn’t pay the phone bill or something” you laugh awkwardly, shrugging your shoulders

“Why are you here? Y/N. Not that I don’t want you here because I do. We want you here”

“Uncle Josh died, and…left a mountain of bills that he just didn’t freaking want to pay? I guess? Figured his time was coming… they took everything. Maddie. And I got tasked with watching that miserable bastard because I was the only one who was left there. I swear I’m not trying to mooch off you guys I just wanted to be here with you! So… I packed up and here I am. It was a very… very long two years.

It’s not that you weren’t going to tell them… it’s not much of a loss, no one really liked Uncle Josh. But it still feels like you’ve been lying this entire time anyway. It feels good to tell “the truth” at least.

“So you’re staying here, like actually staying?” Maddie asks as if she hadn’t just heard anything else you’d said, she reaches out and squeezes your hand

“I- I don’t know, Maddie,” You tell her truthfully

She takes her phone out, holding it up to her ear, and leans back in her chair. You stir your food around in your bowl, definitely having lost your appetite a bit

“Hey babe… yeah everything’s okay with the baby don’t worry. Remember what we talked about? No- no..oh my god not that. The other thing is " she pushes your food towards you and nods, narrowing her eyes.

“Yes Mother” you mumble as you start eating again. She sneaks away from the table for a moment and you’re left there just…thinking. It was good to finally get that off your chest but it still freaking sucked. Maddie comes back in with a wiggle in her hips and a pep in her step

“We’re done with the nursery today, you and I are going shopping,” She says excitedly. You look at her confused, squinting.

“Oh? Do you need more stuff for the baby? I’m down”

“Not for the baby- for you. You’re moving in with us!!”

“I’m sorry- what?!?!” Your mouth gapes wide open and she squeals

“You’re moving in! We’ve already discussed this, we’ve even talked to Buck about it. So if you want to stay with him you can do that too. You’re absolutely not changing anyone’s mind on this so I don’t want to hear you fighting about it. This is all Buck and I have ever wanted, you’re staying”

What the hell do you even say to that? A lot of problems have just been solved in one phone call.

“Just don’t tell Eddie. I want to tell him”

Sleep is for the weak, and you wish you were weak right now. No matter how much you toss and turn and fluff you just can’t get comfy in Buck’s bed, though it is better than a hotel bed. It’s just not your bed…or you know... someone else’s.

You throw back the covers and stomp down the stairs to the kitchen, flipping on the lights. You’ve never been more grateful for your cousin's sweet tooth. He has everything you need for chocolate chip cookies. He even has good chocolate chips. You connect your phone to the speakers and turn on your DJ. He seems to be in a little mood tonight because tonight’s vibe is “Romance” cool. Just what you needed.

You set to work making the cookie dough, Buck’s kitchen is beautiful and he should use it way more than he does. You watch the stand mixer cream the butter and sugar together, you wonder if Eddie likes chocolate chip cookies… you wonder if he likes baking or cooking.

You carefully pour the flour in, dreaming about his arms around you, booping your nose and leaving a little floury fingerprint on it. You daydream about him way too much. He’s just a friend!

Yeah sure. Just a friend.

You shut off the machine and start scooping little balls onto the tray, you squish them down just a teeny bit and then put them in the oven.

Walking over to Buck’s couch you flop down and start scrolling through Netflix. Bridgerton it is.

Yawning, you stretch your limbs as the smell of cookies floods your senses. You drag yourself from the couch, rubbing your eyes as you walk over. Eddie is standing in the kitchen, taking them from the oven

“Oh? Hey, I thought you had a 24-hour” you say as you walk up to him. He takes off the oven mitts and wraps his arms around your waist.

“I do, but I’m on break and I just needed to see you” He nuzzles his head into your neck before kissing it softly. He leaves wet open-mouthed kisses down your neck and across your collarbone. Your heart goes into overdrive, pounding out of your chest as he lifts you onto the counter to get a better angle. He pushes your thighs apart, standing between them before running his hands under your oversized shirt and pulling it off

“Fuck, you’re beautiful” He breathes, before attacking your neck again

“Oh god, Eddie” You moan his name, putting your hands on his thick biceps and feeling him up, your hands flow over his strong shoulders and he pulls his shirt off over his head

“Say my name just like that baby I wanna hear it again, over and over while I’m pounding into your tight little cu-“

Your alarm for the cookies blares, jolting you awake. You toss your phone from hand to hand before dropping it to the floor. Simon is going to town with Daphne on screen. You groan loudly and swipe your phone off the floor, shutting off the alarm.

“Thank you. Thank you, Simon, for that. Really” You flick the TV off sarcastically before going to the kitchen.

You let the cookies cool while you search for something to wear to the fire station. You just grab a random hoodie from the hall closet and zip it up over your pajamas. It smells oddly familiar. Eh, Buck must have just tried a new cologne. You pack up your bag and the cookies before shutting off the TV.

“You don’t know how to ride a horse” You flick Simon off one more time before heading to the fire station.

Once you get there you unzip the hoodie, it’s getting kinda hot. Plus no one will probably be around, just a quick in and out with a little note.

“Hey…what’re you doing here?”

It’s close to one in the morning, the station is pretty quiet as you walk in.

“Couldn’t sleep… so I made cookies! They’re still warm, You should probably get them before Buck finds out” You giggle as Eddie walks next to you and takes the container from your hands. He gives you a once over, taking in the tiny sleep shorts, the low-cut tank top, and especially that hoodie.

“Yeah, can’t keep anything sweet around the guy…” he starts up the stairs and you follow him

“Is that my hoodie?” He asks as he walks over and sets the glass container, covered in little hearts down on the table.

“What? No, I don't think so. It was in Buck’s hall closet” You say, looking at the fabric. He walks over, holding a cookie in his mouth, and pulls back the tag

“Says Diaz” he smirks, taking a bite of the chocolaty goodness. His eyes roll back and he sighs dreamily, winking at you.

God if you could just see him do that in a different way entirely…

“Oh- well, shit I’m sorry do you-“ you’re taking it off as you realize you were staring, he holds his hand up and finishes the cookie.

“No, no. Keep it. You look good in it, I uh… I like it. Or whatever.”

Your cheeks flush and you shrug “Oh thanks… and you know also thanks? I’ll probably end up giving it back anyway. Probably.

“You want me to spray it with cologne and give it back?” He teases and grabs another cookie

“Oh yeah, totally that’s exactly what I want,” you say sarcastically as he hands you one. He walks over and tugs at the hoodie, pulling it from your body before going downstairs. You follow after him curiously, nervously nibbling your cookie. He hands you the cookie he was eating and takes out his cologne from his locker, taking a few steps back he sprays it down and shakes it out before putting his cologne back down in his locker and shutting it.

“One Eddie Diaz special for the lady,” he says, helping you back into the hoodie before taking his cookie back.

You can’t help the way you gather it up in your hands, inhaling softly. God it’s so overwhelming and warm, it makes you feel safe and kind of sleepy now. You look up at him, he’s leaning against the lockers watching you.

“I say thanks a lot” your voice is muffled by the hoodie

“I know you mean it,” He says, his eyes trailing down your body. He steps closer, the way he towers over you is delicious.

“You look tired now,” He says, cupping your face in his hands “Can you get home okay?”

“I-I’ll be o-“ you yawn before you can even finish the sentence and he smirks, bringing you into his chest.

“Wanna try that again?”

“I’ll be okay” You sigh softly against his chest, your eyes closing slowly.

“You know it’s my job to keep you off the road right?” You feel his arm come under your legs and he scoops you up. That jolts you awake and you look up at him

“H-hey! Put me down! My ass is way too-“

“Don’t even start with that” He cuts you off, carrying you back to the sleeping quarters “In case you forgot, I carried your ass to safety at the zoo? So just shut up and accept it”

“So just shut up and accept it” you mock him, your voice high-pitched

“I could have made you walk you know” He sets you down and pulls the blanket back on his bed. He nods to you and you roll your eyes at him before getting in. He tucks you in just like he had before and kisses your forehead

“I totally shouldn’t be doing this and Bobby is going to kill me but sleep tight okay? Just long enough to make it home. Or when our shift ends and I can drive you, whichever comes first”

“Okay... Thanks, Eddie” You frown and he snickers, rubbing your side gently. He sits on the edge of the bed like he’s going to stay there until you fall asleep

“Anything for you sugar cube”

You’re startled awake by alarms blaring, you sit upright when Eddie pokes his head in the room “Stay here until I get back, I’ll take you home. Go back to sleep” It’s fast, just as he was running past to get to his stuff. But he still took the time to do it and that’s sweet. You shrug, turning over and curling up back under the blanket.

Unsurprisingly Buck is the last one in as they pull out and he gets scolded and teased for it. He rolls his eyes and turns to Eddie

“Did I see my jeep here?” Buck asks as he buckles in

“Yeah, Y/N came to drop off cookies and said she couldn’t sleep” Eddie checks over his gear

“Oh? She didn’t text me to say she was coming” he frowns a little, Chim turns around in his seat to listen to the conversation

“Maybe she didn’t think we’d be there,” He tells Buck

“Yeah I don’t think she did, I think she was just planning on leaving fast” Eddie mumbles, distracted by fixing his gloves

“Well don’t you know so much” Buck narrows his eyes and Eddie finally looks up from what he is doing

“I ran into her” he holds his hands up in defense “That’s all”

“I’m pretty sure you’ve spent more time with my cousin than I have” He sighs, letting his head fall back on the wall behind him. Eddie feels…sort of bad when he says that. He didn’t mean to monopolize all of her time, he didn’t even realize he was.

“Why didn’t you say something?” Hen asks, just as interested as Chim is

“Because I didn’t realize until now how little time I’ve spent with her. Even Maddie has had time with her. And like, I don’t want to cut in on your time Eddie you two are clearly hitting it off”

Eddie’s cheeks flush, he laughs awkwardly and shakes his head “No man come on we’re, we’re just hanging out. I don’t think she knows how long she’s staying for anyway. I can cool it with her”

“No. No god, no don’t do that! I’m not cockblocking her, just let me take her home and spend today with her” Buck offers

“Okay first of all there’s no cock to block” Eddie laughs that off, and he’s convincing no one. “Second of all, yeah man sure. And I’m sorry you have to ask for time with your cousin, I promise we’ll both be more mindful of that”

Bobby, who’s been quiet through most of this looks in the mirror at them

“You know it wouldn’t be a bad thing if you two were hitting it off right? It would be okay if you were falling for someone”

“We just want you happy man,” Chim says as he turns back around

“And she seems like a really great girl” Hen adds

“Okay, can we stop discussing my love life?” Eddie groans and Buck perks up

“Scratch that, my lack of a love life because we’re just friends” He pointedly tells them and Buck rolls his eyes

“Yeah. Sure. Friends.”

The call is a relatively short one, just a false alarm in a building. The truck rolls into the station, hissing as they turn it off. Chim gets out and pulls Buck aside

“Let Eddie take her home”

Buck frowns as he takes off his gear “What? Why?”

“Because she can tell Eddie she’s staying??” He says it like it’s obvious. Buck stops for a minute, putting his hat away

“Oh yeahhh she can, can’t she?” He nodded slowly. “But I still get her for the rest of the day!”

Chim rolls his eyes “Yeah sure, go tell him!”

Buck makes up a completely bullshit excuse as to why he can’t bring you home, Eddie gives him a weird look but just goes along with it anyway. At least he gets to spend time with you. He comes into the sleeping quarters and you’re snuggled up in his bed, snoring softly. He rubs your side, squeezing softly

“Hey pretty girl,” he says softly as your eyes flutter open. You feel the butterflies in your stomach as he leans over you

“Are you ready to head home? I’ll take you to Buck’s place. He’s demanding to spend the whole day with you after he gets some sleep”

You giggle and push up from the bed, stretching your body“Sounds good to me”

Eddie takes your hand as he leads you out to his car, you swing your hands together, enjoying the soft early morning.

“So um- there’s something I wanted to tell you”

“Yeah? what’s that?” He asks as he opens the car door for you. You get in and he leans against the open door

“Um. I- well” you say shyly “I’m staying in L.A. at Maddie and Chim’s place”

His mouth drops open in surprise and he reaches out for you, yanking you against his chest, you squeak and wrap your arms around his neck quickly

“Oh my god, you’re staying?? Seriously?!” He pulls you from the car, spinning in a circle and you laugh while holding onto him tightly

“Oh my god- does Buck know?? He’s gonna lose his mind” He sets you down, his hands firmly on your hips now, squeezing them. His hands are always on your hips when he holds you, they’re one of his favorite things about you, to be honest

“Yeah he knows, he’s trying to convince me to move in with him instead” You giggle as your hands stay clasped around his neck, you’re on your toes a bit

“Well add me to that list” He nuzzles your neck before lifting you and putting you in the car. He shuts the door and comes around, getting in himself

“I won’t pester you, but I mean it. My door is open and that’s all I’ll say about that”

She’s everything to him, He’s watching her dancing, her hands flowing down her body, her body moving fluidly to the song. He can’t take his eyes off her and maybe he’s just the littlest bit obsessed with her…but after she had slept over that night he couldn’t help it.

He was delusional and he knew it.

“You’re staring again,” Buck says while licking his ice cream. This was the fourth time he had to break Eddie out of a death stare.

Inviting you to station 118’s picnic was a great idea until the probies thought you were just as enticing as he did. He watched you dance (completely innocently) with a couple of them and it drove him crazy. The way their hands would slip down just a bit too low, which you know what? Why were their hands even on you in the first place? Who gave them permission to touch what was his

Or you know, kind of his… friend? His.

He was a bit nervous to invite you in the first place, would you think it was a date? Would you want it to be a date?? Did he want it to be a date? The text conversation was so easy and he’d read it over and over way too many times

Triple C: Hey are you doing anything this weekend?

Sugar cube: I mean I have nothing to do ever, so no, I’m not what’s up?

Triple C: 118s picnic is this weekend. Do you want to go with me? I mean like I can pick you up or you can just ride with Buck if you’d rather not go with me.

Sugar cube: There’s a picnic?? Of course, I’ll go with you ❤️ what time did you want to come get me?

That little heart had him kicking his feet for days

Triple C: If you want to help set up, around 10 am? If not probably at like 2

Sugar cube: 10 am sounds good to me, what should I wear?

Triple C: Anything you’re comfortable in ❤️❤️ it’s not like it’s anything fancy lol

Was two hearts a bit much? He doesn't know but it felt right in the moment. He was just being reassuring! That’s all! Nice and reassuring.

Sugar cube: I’ll ask Buck to help me pick something lmao. See you later bestie ❤️

Eddie looked back at you again and he knew Buck had a hand in the way you were dressed. That stupid crop top had been bothering him, the way it showed off your midriff. Something he just wanted to run his tongue down. Those stupid shorts… with the stupid rips and the stupid red bandanna tying your hair back. Even the flannel tied around your waist was stupid. You looked good dressed like that and he liked it. God did he like it.

“Fuck this,” Eddie says, knocking back his lemonade before tossing the cup at Buck. He comes up behind you just as the next song starts playing, his hands find their way to your hips and you laugh lightly, knowing exactly who those hands belong to. He runs his hands up your sides and takes your hands, putting them around his neck. He holds you to him, his face buried in your neck as he sings the song to you, and goddamn if that isn’t a power move, because you are his boo. Buck is frantically snapping pictures of the two of you, because he’s not stupid, you get those pics for your bestie.

“Keep it PG, Diaz” Bobby warns as he dances by with Athena. She gives you a knowing wink and you feel your cheeks flush. Eddie squeezes your waist as you giggle and put your hands over his

“Got it Cap” He blushes against your neck and pulls away, taking your hand and leading you over to the picnic tables. He sits down and pulls you in between his legs making you sit on his thigh

“Are you having a nice time?” He asks as he wraps his arms around your waist

“Yeah actually! This is a lot of fun! Thanks for inviting me” You lay your head on his shoulder and smile into his neck. Buck is standing behind a tree, getting this picture too. Eddie rolls his eyes and flicks him off but he feels his pocket buzz, knowing he just sent him the pictures

“Yeah, no problem… I’m kind of surprised Buck and Maddie didn’t say anything” He leans against the table holding onto you.

“Yeah I know, Maddie has been so busy with the nursery that I think she just forgot. And Buck’s an idiot so-“

Eddie laughs, you can feel his chest vibrating as he pulls you closer

“Are we mean to him?” He chuckles and you shake your head

“Nah. Especially since I think he’s been “sneaking” around taking pictures of us together all afternoon”

“Oh has he? I hadn’t noticed” Eddie jokes, taking your legs and putting them over his other leg so you’re sitting properly in his lap.

“Didn’t Cap say keep it PG?” You taunt him, wiggling your eyebrows

“I think you can sit in my lap” he rolls his eyes playfully “Unless you’re planning on making this not PG we should be fine… though I wouldn’t be opposed to that”

Your cheeks flush and you scoff “I am the picture of innocence, you’re the one who decided to get all handsy when we were dancing”

“Handsy? You call that handsy? I’ll show you handsy” He looks around for a second before his hands slide over your bare midriff, his fingers flowing up under your shirt towards your chest. Your face immediately flushes as his fingertips brush over your bra. Your body starts feeling hot and not just from the sun.

Suddenly you’re ripped from his lap and Buck is yanking you towards the ice cream truck “Cap is coming, Cap is coming!!” He says as you stumble behind him.

Bobby plops down on the bench next to Eddie, a beer in hand. He sighs, stretching his legs out in front of him and propping his elbows back on the table.

“So how are things with Y/N”

Eddie shrugs and blushes from totally being caught. How are things with you? If things were a thing and that thing?? Meant some…thing

“Good” he decides “They’re good, I’m happy to have a new friend you know? And she’s a fun girl to be around and she just- makes me happy”

God Eddie could gush about you for hours, his cheeks practically hurt from how much he’s smiling. How much he’s always smiling when you’re around or when it comes to you. Bobby looks him over, a knowing smirk on his face

“I’m not going to try and convince you to ask her out, you’ve got enough of that from literally everyone. But it’s really good to see you smiling like that these days… I’m glad you’re happy Eddie”

Bobby pats Eddie on the knee before getting up “Just watch those hands or you’ll be using them for dish duty for the next two months”

The after-party is at Bobby and Athena’s house. It’s a quiet, intimate affair. The fire fam is there… their significant others… and you. You’re sitting back in Eddie’s lap, he’s got a beer in his hand and one arm around your waist. You’re laughing at some story Hen is telling about the boys and Eddie…he’s watching you. Your smile is so pretty honestly, your eyes shining with tears as you laugh hard. Your body is shaking in his arms and he holds you just a bit tighter so you don’t fall off his lap.

You wipe your eyes, wheezing and giggling as you fully lean into Eddie, trying to catch your breath

“You guys are wild” You’re still giggling as he finishes his beer

“You laugh all you want, but Buck’s got stories on you I’m sure he’d just love to share”

Buck perks up from his seat, he’d been slowly slouching more and more as he got sleepier “Oh have I got stories. Have I ever told you about the time Y/N peed her pants at a concert??”

Your mouth drops wide open and you scramble up from Eddie’s lap “Evan Buckley you promised we’d never speak of that!!”

Everyone is kind of tipsy at this point as you stumble over to Buck and slap your hands over his mouth. He licks all over your palm and you squeal, yanking your hand away

“Oh my god! You’re disgusting!” You yell at him and he laughs pulling you into a bone-crushing hug

“Oh you don’t mean that baby cakes” he’s squeezing you more “Go get me another soda and I promise I won’t tell!” You whine and get up from him, ripping yourself from his grip.

“Fine, but I swear to god if you tell I’m going to bury you” You squint your eyes, doing a little “I’m watching you” motion before backing slowly into the kitchen.

You’re wiggling your hips and humming a little song as you rifle through the cooler on the floor when a voice breaks your concentration. You jump and spin around, looking up at Athena.

“Looking for something in particular?”

“Yeah Buck just asked me to get him a Fanta” You stutter a little, standing up and brushing off your knees

“I’m pretty sure he drank the last of them like an hour ago” She chuckles as she looks in the fridge

“So, you’re uh- Eddie’s girl huh?” She asks casually, pretending to look through the other cooler on the floor

Your cheeks flush deeply and you wave your hands “N-no nooo. No, I’m not- I’m not his girl we’re just friends!”

“Just friends?” Athena looks up at you, her eyebrow raised

“I don’t sit on my friend's laps like that, or dance with them like that”

“I- I swear we’re just friends,” You tell her, wringing your hands.

“Kinda sounds like I’m not the one you’re trying to convince” She stands up, handing you the last orange Fanta

“Life is too short to deny yourself the simple pleasure of loving, sweetheart. And besides…Eddie’s girl has a little ring to it doesn’t it?”

You could deny it up and down, left and right, side to side- whatever. But… it does sound just a teeny bit nice. Maybe. You bite your lip, taking the drink. You know there’s no bullshitting this woman. She invented it.

“Yeah, it kinda does”

You walk back into the living room and toss the can at Buck, he yelps and catches it, flicking you off before opening it.

“Hey, you ready to head out?” Eddie asks you, walking up to you and nuzzling your neck, you feel your cheeks flush.

“Yeah I think so”

You say your goodbyes and he takes your hand, leading you to his vehicle and helping you in.

“Hey, you wanna go somewhere real quick?” He asks as he starts up the car, you perk up a bit now

“Sure! Where did you have in mind?”

Buck is right, Eddie can’t drive for shit. But it’s fun the way he speeds and jerks the car occasionally, the way you’re bouncing in the seat as you go over bumps, your laughs filling the air as he turns the radio up. You feel like teenagers again, like you’re ready to do something stupid and run away laughing. He pulls up to the beach, or rather down the road from the beach, in a bit of a hidden spot. You can’t see the car from the road. He pulls you from the car and hurries down to the beach with you. You’re both stumbling over branches and laughing as he almost eats shit and slips through the bushes. You finally come out at the beach, it’s nothing but ocean and sand for miles

“Oh my god…” you gasp softly, it’s the first time you’ve ever seen it. You walk forward, pulling your sandals off and carrying them in one hand, tugging him with the other “Eddie look! It’s the ocean!” You squeal as you run up to it. He lets go of your hand and you run right into it letting the freezing water wash up to your thighs. You scream and run back up the beach, tossing your shoes down. He laughs at you, tossing his down too as he picks you up, throwing you into the ocean and falling into it with you. The waves wash you back up onto the shore and he pulls you into him, pulling you further back on the beach and holding onto you tightly so you don’t get swept too far out.

Eddie falls into the sand, making you fall with him. You roll over away from him and lay there, staring up at the stars, panting heavily.

“This is the coolest thing I’ve ever done,” you tell him, giggling wildly

“Really?” He’s panting just as heavily “I thought the tiger breaking out was the coolest”

“Guess it’s a good thing I’m staying in L.A, cool things keep happening” Your teeth are chattering now but you’re still smiling as you feel the sand under your body. Your senses are overwhelmed by the beach, the sky… Eddie. You look over at him again, he’s staring at the sky, and he’s pretty when he does. He’s your own Greek God, he finally looks over at you, a shy smile on his face.

“Are we gonna kiss?” He asks, his hand finding yours in the sand

“I don’t know” You admit, squeezing his hand nervously

“Do you want to?”

“I mean…y-yeah kinda. Do you?” It sounds so juvenile the way you’re asking each other like this, but you’re both just so…shy right now.

“Yeah. Have for a while now actually”

You can barely hear his voice over the ocean, the water lapping at your toes. But you hear it enough and you know…

You sit up and look at him, he sits up and scoots closer to you, your thigh against his. Your teeth are still chattering

“So…?”

You say softly, he looks you over, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. He lays his forehead against yours, your noses touching, his breath mingling with yours. His head tilts and he nuzzles against you

“Your lips are blue” He whispers with a chuckle at the end of his sentence.

“So warm them up,” You tell him, your lips are practically ghosting over his you’re both so close.

“I need to get you home before you freeze to death” He pulls away, getting up and taking your hands, pulling you up with him. He bends down and grabs the shoes, leading you back to the car. It’s quiet the whole way back, you’re not saying a single word. Why didn’t he do it? Did he not want to anymore? He just said 10 seconds ago he wanted to. You get in and he blasts the heat, waiting for a bit for you to stop chattering. He pulls off his shirt and tosses it on the floor in the back

“Come on, you too,” He says, tugging on the hem of your shirt. You do as he says, tossing it in the back with his shirt. He watches you as you turn towards the window, not wanting him to see the little tear that slides down your face

“Y/N?…come on look at me..” His voice is soft as he reaches over and turns your face back towards him. He frowns at the little tears in your eyes. He wipes one away gently, looking into your eyes before leaning over and connecting his lips with yours. He holds your chin gently as he kisses you, he gives your lip a little bite and you squeak, making the perfect space for his tongue to slide in against your own. He kisses you passionately, thoroughly enjoying the little sounds you’re making.

He pulls away and you whimper“You should take your shorts off” he pants, his body hot as it leans into yours.

“I swear I’m not being a perv, your shorts are soaked too.”

He chuckles as he kisses you again, you gasp softly against his lips as he lifts your hips, helping you out of them. He tosses them in the backseat and his hands go right to your bare hips, feeling your soft skin as he pulls you across the car and into his lap.

Your hands reach down and start to fumble with his belt buckle. He pulls it off with one hand and you sit back for a second

“Well damn, that was impressive,” you say and he bites his bottom lip, snickering

“I’m gonna be so real with you I learned that from TikTok”

You both laugh as he shimmies out of his pants, it’s graceless and he’ll be honest a little embarrassing but he tosses them away anyway. You settle in his lap properly, your hands on his neck as you kiss him again.

“You feel good,” he says against your lips as his hands travel up your sides, squeezing you and touching you

“Yeah, 'cause I know what lotion is” You sass him, pulling his head back gently by his hair as you start to kiss down his jaw. He moans softly, adjusting his hold on you. You can feel the way he very slowly moves your hips, just to tease you a little, show you what could absolutely be yours if you ever just asked…

“Why didn’t you kiss me on the beach?” You ask, looking into his eyes before falling back into your seat. Your heart is pounding in your ears, and as much as you desperately want to continue, both of you know you shouldn’t.

“I needed to get you back to the car. You were turning blue I thought it was pretty evident” He sasses you now, laughing at your mouth dropping open.

“Eddie Diaz! I know your ass did not go all medical on me!” You scold him, punching him in the arm. He groans and holds his arm, rubbing at it

“I’m sorry! That was my first priority!”

“You literally were centimeters from kissing me, Eddie!!!” You go to punch him again and he catches your wrist, kissing you again.

“I’m a firefighter Y/N. Your safety is my number one priority” he mumbles against your lips, he slowly puts your hand down on his shoulder and you slide it across his body and tug on the back of his hair, pushing his lips against yours more firmly. It’s a heated kiss, one that flows through your very being down to your toes. They curl in pleasure, matching the way that tight coil keeps wrapping itself round and round in your gut.

Eddie’s hands slide down over your ass, squeezing it lightly before patting it and pulling you right back into his lap. He pulls away breathlessly and you can feel him between your legs. You settle down on him for a moment, letting him feel how soaked your core is, and how the way he played with you made you feel. You nuzzle into his neck, kissing it softly before finally climbing out of his lap and flopping down into your seat once again.

“You gonna tell me friends kiss like this too?” His voice is haughty as you’re fixing your hair up in the mirror. He’s panting softly, his eyes full of desire for you.

“Maybe they do” You flick him off playfully, looking at him through the mirror, your eyes just as dark and lustful.

“Uh huh, I bet. So…friends? Right? We’re still on the same page” He grabs your hand, kissing your middle finger. The way he says it. You both know “friends” is just a stupid word now.

“Yeah, yeah, We’re on the same page” You blush at him, a silly grin on your face.

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