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There's no one there yet!!! But we can hang out n talk if you want!!

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Not at fault

Sam x reader

Summary: “stop pretending Sam” you plead with her as she stands, chopping the vegetables for dinner. “What do you mean?” she asks, a slight laugh to her voice, stark contrast to your own tone.

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Warnings: angst,blood, no comfort, mentions of murder

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This was the life Sam had been dreaming off. Her in the kitchen, prepping dinner, the radio playing softly as she hums along to whatever generic pop song plays this time, while you were off somewhere in the apartment, doing your own thing.

Sam junoed slightly at your sudden appearance in the kitchen. “Hey, I didn't hear you come in” she smiles softly at you over her shoulder, her smile faltering as she takes in your dampened, sunken in expression. “What's up?” she turns back to focus on her task of preparing the meat for dinner.

“It wasn't your fault” it's barely a whisper, but she catches it, she looks at you confused before returning to her task. “Sam” you watch, hopelessly, as she moves to put the meat into the oven. The radio dies as she turns to face you. “It wasn't your fault.” you repeat.

Sams face becomes one of confusion, before she changes to an expression of upset, she stands in front of you. “What are you talking about?” her voice filled with emotions, you can't tell which ones. Anxiousness takes over her as she folds her arms over her chest.

“That day.” She gasps and steps back slightly from the mention. “At the Macher house.” she nods and moves to take some vegetables, and places them on the chopping board.

“Yeah.. I remember” her heart feels like it's going to break out of her chest at the memory “what about it?” she asks quietly, unsure of where the conversation is going.

“Amber and Richie” she lets out a shaky sigh at their names. “They stabbed me” you're still stood in the exact same spot, unmoving, as if You were stuck.

Sam clears her throat “fifteen times. I know” she pi is up a knife, as if the conversation isn't bothering her. “Let's move on” she lives a carrot into the centre of the chopping board.

“stop pretending Sam” you plead with her as she stands, chopping the vegetables for dinner.

“What do you mean?” she asks, a slight laugh to her voice, stark contrast to your own tone.

“I'm not real.” she turns around, you're once unharmed figure, now covered in blood, it drips to the floor, the knife falls from her hand clattering on the floor as she gasps in horror, her hand hastily reaches out for you. “You have to let me go Sam”

She hears her name repeated over and over as your voice fades out, she blinks and you're not there anymore. It's just her in the kitchen, the radio playing softly, tear tracks staining her cheeks.

“Sam?” Tara asks, having emerged from her room at the sound of the knife hitting the floor. “Are you okay?” she asks picking the knife up and handing it back to her sister, who only nods and cries on preparing dinner.

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Not proof read.

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Loss

Platonic yelena x reader.

Summary: reader finds Yelena at Nats grave

Warnings: angst/ hurt comfort

Just a little blurb

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There she stood, Fanny sat obediently beside her, you stood and watched for a while, as the autumn leaves fell from the trees, silently observing as she some to the ghost if what was Natasha, only when she stood again after kissing the headstone, did you make an effort to walk over.

The crunch if the leaves beneath your feet alerted Yelena to your existence. “Hey” you whispered gently, as if you had spoken any louder it would have scared her away. She looked up and hummed in response, letting you know she was aware of your presence. She sighs as your hand pats gently on her back. “I know it's hard. Loss. But you-” she cut you off with a sharp glare.

The blonde sucked in a breath before she sighed and turned to you. “Do not act like you know about loss. You know nothing about loss y/n” her eyes welled with tears. Her cheeks sting from the amount if tears she had already had to wipe away, they were red, not soft, cold cheeks, red. But the red that told you, her tears were that of sorrow and anger.

A soft sigh fell from your lips as your hands found themselves burrowing back into your pockets, protecting themselves from the crisp autumn air. “..Lena.. Don't tell me what I know and what I don't know about Loss” your eyes remained trained on the cemetery in front of you, your stance unmovibg as you spoke, it was almost scary to the the girl next to you as she ear he'd you speak. “I have watched, since the start if my life, people I consider family, die. Okay. And don't try telling me that I would be better off or safer with someone else” you looked over at the girl, finding her already looking at you closely. “Becayse honestly, i would be terrified if I was with anybody else right now” a tear falls down your cheek as a soft smile appears on your face.

Her hand moves and rests on your lower back, her thumb rubbing circles, in a comforting manner. “I'm sorry.” it's soft, so quiet, you almost miss it, if the wind had been any louder, it would have been easily mistaken for the wind in the trees.

You hum in response, both you staring off into the fields. “It's okay lena, let's go yeah?” she nods and takes your hand as you both walk back to her truck, fanny walking in front of you, her tail wagging happily.

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In my mind, I'm dating her

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Been to stones to write recently 🫶😁

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Okay so. TW.

I relapsed with s3lf h4rm. I had been clean for almost a year and I don't know what happened but I relapsed

So I'm probably going to write something about that

I'm not doing the best at the moment

But you know

We move

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I am so wasted rb dome1>hekl

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Broke up with my girlfriend:/

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Guess who got a new figure today and was really really happy? ME.

LOOK AT HIMMM

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Fluffy.

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Tara carpenter x reader (platonic)

Sam carpenter x reader.

Summary: you come home with an extra guest.

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“Sams gun a kill you” Tara laughed as she wait he'd you play with the small ball of fur in your lap. You simply shrugged your shoulders and held the kitten up to her.

“Look at it. How could anyone say no!?” you give her a pout before placing the small animal back into your lap, giving it won't pets as it closed its eyes, falling asleep.

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An hour a go you walked into the apartment with a kitten tucked under you're hoodie, not expecting anyone to be home yet. “Whatcha got there?” Tara asked just as a small cry could be heard from your hoodie.

“A kitten” you pulled her out of your hoodie, she perched on you're hand and cried more, making you lift your other hand and give her a small scratch behind her ears as you coo at her.

“Y/n! The lease says no pets!” Taras eyes went wide as she started at the small animal in your hand. She reached out to pet it as you shrugged.

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“What Sam doesnt know, can't hurt her” you laugh as the kitten jumps up and grabs at your hoodie strings. Just like clock work, Sam walks through the door.

“What don't I know?” she asked with a huff as she took off her soaked bomber jacket. You and Tara stare at each other, unsure of what to do as your girlfriend inevitably makes her way towards you.

“Uhhh nothing babe” you mumble out, all to sweetly making her raise her eyebrow as you cover the kitten with your hoodie.

“What are you hiding?” she asks, placing her hands on her hips, using the voice, as she looked at you with her eyebrows raised.

“Uhm. Okay. Don't get mad.” you rush out as you reveal the small mass of black fur from under your hoodie.

“Why would I be mad?” she asks, not entirely seeing the kitten.

“Because you get mad.” you mumble as you hold up the kitten to Sam.

“Y/n! We can't keep it.” she says looking between you and the animal.

“See? Mad.” you huff, bringing the animal to rest on your chest. “Come on Sam! The shelter had no space for her.” you keep your attention on the kitten, softly stroking it.

“No! We can't.” she crosses her arms over her chest, looking to Tara for help, who seems equally as upset as you. Both of you pouting like children. “We can't afford it. And the lease said-”

“No pets. I know” you sigh looking up at her. “I'll take her back tomorrow” you mumble looking back at the sleeping cat on your chest.

“Thank you baby” Sam kisses the top of your head before going to shower. Tara offers you A sympathetic smile before bidding you goodnight and wondering off to her bedroom.

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When Sam came out of the shower, you where sat on the bed playing with the kitten, earning yourself a lot of scratches and bite marks from the little terror clinging to your arm.

Sam let's out a laugh before getting dressed “you really love that cat don't you?” she asks throwing a baggy shirt on with her shorts, you look up and nod at her. Sam sighs and sits next to you on the bed. “I'll call the landlord in the morning” she kisses the side of the head before playing with the cat herself.

“So we can keep her?” you ask hopefully, your eyes full of stars as Sam turns to you with a smile as she nods. “Yes! I love you so much” you dive ontop of her and kiss her, knocking with if you back on the bed.

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Sorry its only short ://

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I got a kitten!!!

I'm gonna wrote smthn about a kitten.

Also I would like to apologise for like going on a long break. I'm on my very last week and a half of school and it's stressing me out but ill try and get back to normal posting soon!!!

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I just got myself a girlfriend????

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Love sick

Rose Tyler x gn!reader

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She was there first.

You'd just ended up tagging along one day after he, The doctor, found you, well more like saved you, as he liked to put it. Sure, he had stopped you from being turned into dust, but you could have stopped whatever it was doing that yourself.

“Are you alright?” Roses hand lands softly on your back, you jump slightly having been lost in thought. You nod and hum. She also hums.

“You know” The Doctor whips around, smirking at the two of you. “You two used to fight like cat and dog! Hilarious” he claps his hands tivetehrr before going back to pressing buttons and pulling levers on the pad. You never understood anything on there, not did you try to.

“Oh yeah” you huff out a laugh as you recall the first fight you had with Rose.

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“Hold onto something the landing is gunna be rough” The doctor shouted over a loud whirring noise, Rose gripped onto a railing, you stood their trying to hear what he’s just said.

“What!?” You shouted over the noise, clearly not reaching either of them. “Doctor-!” Before he could turn to speak to you the Tardis landed knocking you into Rose, both of you tumbling to the floor.

“Weren’t you listening!?” She shouted as she pushed you off of her with a scoff. “Do you have to be so stupid all the time” she huffed as she sat up.

“Fuck, well sorry I couldn’t hear anything, just because you’re half way up the Doctors-“ The doctor cut you off with a shout.

“You two stop with your abysmal attempt at flirting and look at this” he threw the Tardis doors open and stood with his hands in his pockets.

“We weren’t-“

“I would never-“

A groan sounded from both of you before you stood up and walked over to see what he was looking at.

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Rose laughed and looked at you. “Oh god yeah, how long you been travelling with us now?” You bit your lip trying to think.

“Three months?” It’s a question, truth is you don’t know how long you’ve been travelling with them, could’ve been a year for all you know. But even so, you’ve been in love with Rose Tyler after the first week of meeting her.

“No way.” She stops and thinks for a second, you take a glance at her, she’s thinking, her eyebrows furry and bottom lip between her teeth. “Definitely been longer than that.” You just shrug and send her a smile. You get lost in her eyes for a second to long.

“God you two and your flirting.” The doctor mumbles without even looking up, blush creeps up your face as you choke on your own breath. “Now come on where back in London” he smiles and takes hold of Roses hand and pulls her towards the door. “Go say hello to Jackie, I’ll be there in a moment.” Before she can question his actions she’s pushed out of the door.

“Uh doctor shouldn’t we go aswell-?”

“You like her, don’t you?” He has a smug look on his face as you stutter and stumble over your words. “I knew it!” He slings his arm around your shoulders while laughing. “God I could just see it in your eyes”

“Doctor please, behave yourself” you slip away from his touch, feeling slightly embarrassed that he’d caught on.

“Just tell her how you feel, come on it’s not that hard” he leans back against a railing, stating it like it’s as easy as putting on a shirt.

“It’s not that easy, when I can barely speak to her anyway!” Your face is burning, now tinted pink from the mere thought of telling her a fragment of how you feel. “Just forget about it, let’s go shes probably waiting” The Doctor only nods before following you out of the Tardis.

Suddenly your enveloped into a hug, you hug back with a laugh. “God your warm, and you’re all red, have you got fever?” Jackie suddenly becomes concerned with your state.

“No, no I’m fine Jackie, I promise” you laugh, putting the older woman at ease, you all set off to her flat, she offers cups of tea and forces you to eat some biscuits, to ensure you have had something to eat, though you have to decline the offer of a pizza quite a few times.

“You know you do actually feel a bit warm, you sure you’ve not caught some space disease?” Rose asks, sitting next to you, her hand moves to your forehead, she hums, her face full of concern.

“Oh they’re sick alright” the Doctor laughs, both you and rose turn to look at him.

“What do you mean?” Rose asks, looking between The doctor and You. Her voice raising a pitch, worry woven into her voice.

“Don’t worry it’s not contagious. Well.” He stops for a second thinking, before he laughs and pats his knee. He’s teasing you, it makes you chew on the inside of your cheek, a nervous habit.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She whines turning to fully look at you, she takes your hand and caresses it softly.

“I’m not ill, he’s just being stupid” you glare the doctor, he smiles and waves, clearly enjoying himself in your predicament.

“Are you sure?” Her expression is nothing less than pure concern, you send another harsh glare in his direction before turning to Rose, your breath catches in your throat as you realise how close she is to your face.

“Uh- yeah. Fine, I promise” you give her quick smile before looking down at the cup in your hand, quickly you swig the last of your tea. “Doctor can I speak with you. Privately” you grit your teeth before standing up and walking out of the flat.

“I better go” he laughs again before sighing and following you out. The door shuts and you greet him with a slap upside the head. “Ow! What was that for?” she asks rubbing the spot you just hit.

“For being stupid!” you cross your arms and glare at him, he just smiles at you before placing his hands in his pockets once more.

“Not my fault your love sick!” he belows before laughing.

“Wonder that's all about” Jackie mumbles after hearing the doctor shout, Rose just shrugs and drinks her tea while her mother lives into the kitchen, trying to get a better listen into the conversation.

“I am not in love-” you look at the door and stop yourself from shouting the next part of the sentence, glancing back at the Doctor, he has a stupid smug look on his face.

“Oh you are too in love!” a groan leaves your lips as you walk away from him. “Where are you going!?” he shouts, you don't answer him, only continue walking. He laughs again, and walks inside.

“Wheres y/n?” Rose asks jumping up out of her seat. “And what was all that shouting about love?” she fiddles with the belt loops on her jeans, starting up at the man, hoping he'd give her the answers she’d want to hear.

“Stormed off, they won't admit they like this girl” he stated matter of fractals before picking up a picture from the mantle and analyzing it.

“Yeah? Who?” she steps forward, that's when it clicks for the Doctor, she also likes you, but neither of you will admit it, so oblivious to each others feelings.

“Some... Blonde I think” he tries his best bot to burst out laughing at the realisation. “Ahh” he might before turning around. “Thanks Jackie but we’ll be off now, see ya!” He shouts before walking out Rose hot on his heals.

“Yeah but what's her name?” she pleads with him, he just hums and walks past the Tardis “where's y/n gine anyway?” another question. The doctor shrugs, then she sees you sitting on a wall with an energy drink in hand. “Why’d you run off?” she asks running up to you and looking done at your annoyed face.

“Needed a drink, an energy drink” you mumble making eye contact with her, she looks annoyed, or hurt, you can't tell.

“Who's this girl you like?” she rushes out, her yes pleading for you tell her, you look better her and the doctor, who pretends to be examining his sonic screwdriver, a smirk laying on his lips as he leans into the wall.

“What? No one!” you're trying to deny it, but she doesn't believe you, you're not even convincing yourself.

“Youre lying! Who is it!?” she presses again, stepping forward, her arms crossed as she looks done at you making you gulp. “Come on tell me who this tart is!” she looks angry, you've never seen her so wound up before.

“I can't believe you told her!” you seethe at the doctor who pretends not to hear you as he looks up at the sky, humming a quiet tune. Rose smavks the back of your head. “Ow”

“Don’t change the subject. Come on then, who's this tart.” she's becoming impatient with you, her jaw clenching as she waits for you to answer.

“God it's you! You're the tart I love!” she smacks you across the face. “Now what was that-” she cuts you off with a kiss. Her hands pulling at your shirt roughly.

“Shouldn't call the woman you love a tart” she laughs after pulling away, she takes in your flustered state and laughs again.

“So does this make us-”

“Yes it does, now come on, get up” She grabs your hand, the drink having fallen when she kissed you, she hoists you up “we’ve got places to see”.

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I need to take my own advice

I wore my binder for 13 hours (oops)

But I met crawlers and got a hug from holly

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Stay safe hunny and I hope you feel better and relaxed with your break <3

Thank you!!!

I honestly took time for myself for once, I'm still not quiet where I need to be mentally but I'm a bit better

Though I am thinking if seriously putting myself into a mental hospital when u am finished with exams and leave school officially

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Hurtful words.

Tara carpenter x amber freeman x trans!masc reader

Warnigs: angst, transphobia. Over wearing of a binder blood and. Fight.

Summary: Tara and Amber stick up for you during a fight.

Friendly reminder to all my trans dudes/ nonbinary people who wear binders, don't do sports in your binders and didn't bind for more than eight hours!!! Don't worry, you look great even without it!

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Amber threw a party, she invited everyone form school, everyone.

You didn't want to be there, but tagged along anyway, hoping nothing would be said to you while surround in a big group of people. Your chest was starting to hurt, not just from your anxiety but from the fact that you'd been wearing your binder for four days straight now, even showering in it.

Tara’s hand slipped from yours. She stood from the couch and smiled down at you. “I'm just going to grab us some drinks okay?” she bent down to be face-to-face with you, giving you a soft kiss before disappearing into the crowd of people, much like Amber had done earlier in the night.

The couch sank next to you, an arm found it's self around your shoulders, the body next to you pulled you into them. “I have girlfriends.” you muttered pulling away from them, not wanting to be to physical with a complete stranger.

“Sorry, I didn't realise you where gay” the guy next to you laughed before taking a drink from the red cup in his hand, you gave him a confused look.

“I'm not gay.” you shuffle away from him, he then looks at you and scoffs before standing up.

“God you're a fucking Tranny aren't you?” he spits at you, the liquid lands in your lap, you stand up and push his shoulder as you go to walk past him, he lets out a low growl before grabbing your arm.

“Are you fucking dog!?” you ask as he pulls you back. He throws his hand with his drink in back before splashing it in your face, the liquid soaking through your shirt.

“You should probably clean that up” he laughs before letting go of your arm making you groan, muttering an insult under your health that only just matches his ears over the loud music. “You want to go outside Tranny? I will gladly beat up a girl if she thinks she's a boy” he pushes you towards the front door leaving you no choice but to go toniutsode with him.

Amber can hear cheering from outside as she watches people flood out of the house and crowd around the windows, Tara stands by her confused, searching for you among the crowds. Amber grand someone by the arm. “What's going on?” she asks borrowing her eyebrows at the drunken girl who tried to straight herself up slightly.

“Fight between uhhh” she thinks for a moment before opening her mouth again. “Y/l/n and some jock dude” she pulls away from Amber and rushes outside. Amber and Tara following behind and pushing their way through the crowd to get to you.

Chad tries to push the guy away from you, only for you to push Chad to the floor, despite being a bloody mess after a couple of punches to the face, the other guy doesn't look any better, blood runs down his face from a bloody nose and a black eye forming. “Y/n!” Both Amber and Tara shout as they emerge from the group of people, you turn to look at them, a punch lands on your chest making you gall to the floor winded. Chad tackles the guy and pins him to the floor. Amber and Tara run over to you and sit you up, making you whimper from the pain. “Partys over! Go home!” Amber shouts earning moans and grumbles from people as they disperse from the house.

“You okay?” Tara asks, her hand on your back keeping you upright, her other hand gently resting on your chest. But it's all too much, your head is pounding and breathing feels like your are being stabbed. “Have you got your binder on?” she asks, lifting up your shirt while not giving you time to answer.

“God you're so stupid” Amber sighs before helping you stand up, pressing a kiss to your temple as you cry out in pain when you are forced to straighten out. Tara’s hands are under your shirt holding your waist helping you walk to the house as Amber has your arm around her shoulder. The house is a mess, bottles and cans litter the house as long with red cups and glasses, you kick some out of the way as you get closer to the stairs. “Brace yourself baby” Amber pulls you up slightly to urge you up the stairs making you groan with pain as yourforves up the stairs.

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Tara sits you down on the bed as Mber searches the bathroom for a first aid kit. “We need to get you out of your binder” she speaks softly as her hand caresses your face even soften, she holds you as if your fine china that would break if sheld on too tight. All you respond with is a glance at her, but you allow her to take your shirt off, a gasp leaves her lips at the irritated and bruised skin that's revealed for inky a second when you stretch slightly to let the shirt move from your body. “How long have you been wearing it?” she moves to grab painkillers from her bedside drawers along with a bottle of water.

“Four, maybe five days” you laugh before looking up to see both girls looking at you with concern behind their eyes. “ ‘m sorry” it's a whisper this time as you avert your gaze from them, both sides of the bed dip as two hands land softly on your back, just under where your binder stops.

“Had a bad week?” Amber asks softly, the softness of her voice that is strictly kept for you and Tara, the nod makes both if them kiss your cheeks, a smile flicks up onto your face. “You know no matter how many hurtful words people throw at you, you are always our boy” she whispers, her fingers drawing patterns on your hot skin.

“Yeah, who cares what some asshole says, you're our man, forever, there's no getting rid of us” Tara adds, earning a laugh from you, before you hiss in pain.

“I know baby, let's get that off of you, I have a shirt here” Amber places the shirt in your lap, she God's the bottom of your binder carefully in her hands. “Is this okay?” she asks, she always does no matter the context, she always asks before taking your binder off.

“Mhm” She starts lifting it up from your chest, making you whine from the pain, Tara shushes you softly as her hand rubs circles on your back, once it's of your body it's tossed to the side, Tara turns your head towards her and plants kiss on your lips, a faint aste of copper lingers in her mouth from your blood.

“You did so well baby” she whispers softly before helping you put the shirt on. “Now we need to clean you up, alright?” you were so tired, you just wanted to drift away into sleep, ignoring the world around you for a couple of hours. Tara shifts up the bed and opens her legs, she was the space In between them, signalling for you to sit there, you oblige happily, your nav against her front as her arms moved to wrap around your waist.

Amber took your face into her hand and tilted it towards her as she sat on her knees in front of you, a small wipe in her hand, you grimaced the thought of the liquid entering the possible cuts on your face. “This is gun a sting a little okay baby” she whispers while holding your face still her hand. The cold wipe provides comfort for only a second before it goes over a small cut, sending a swinging section through it and making you whine. “I'm sorry, I'm nearly done I promise” she coo’s at you before wiping your nose making you cry out, she pouts and repeats “I'm sorry” over and over as she wipes your nose, cleaning it from the blood. All while Tara presses kisses to your neck and temple whispering praise in your ear. “Alright, I’m done just let me..” she draws out the ‘e’ as she puts a bandiad over the small cut on your forehead and presses a quick kiss to it after.

“Thank you baby” you shift into the middle of the bed as Amber falls down next to ykh and smiles at you.

“Anythibg for my boy” she pulls you in for a kiss before Tara gives a faux gasp.

“I'll have you know he's our boy.” she takes a hold of your hand and brings it up to her mouth for a kiss. “Right sweetheart?” she smiles at you, making you melt a little bit on the inside.

“Ofcourse I am, both of yours, equally” you hold both their hands and kiss them. “Thank you” it's quiet as you lean your head against amber shoulder, sinking down into the bed slightly as your eyes slump closed.

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Off from my break?

Idk but I want to post something I've just written!!