#Trent sweetly

[youshouldhavepaidattentiondad]

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Sam and Trent sit on the edge of the pier at the beach, their lines cast into the water below them.

It's quiet today. Despite the bright sunshine, the cold seems to be keeping beach goers away.

"How will I know when to reel it in?" Trent asks. He has a white knuckle grip on the rod, as if he's scared to lose it.

"You'll feel a tug," Sam says patiently, "Plus, the bobber on your line will go under a bit."

Trent nods at this information, still not loosening his grip.

A few seconds later, he feels a tug.

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[lunarmoonheart]

heres my hatchetfield sims

[pineappical]

ted headcanon? hes in love with trent

REAL AND TRUE

[fallenrocket]

I love how everybody at AFC Richmond treats Roy a bit like their own personal Oscar the Grouch. It's like, "Yeah, that's Roy--he's grumpy, it's fine." I like how they tease him, like when Ted exclaims, "You hear that? Roy said y'all did a great job!" and Beard pretends to faint. Or when Roy demands, "Does my face look like it's in the mood for shape-based jokes?", and Ted just grins sweetly and says, "No, Roy, it does not." Or when Ted's mom hears Roy yelling and thinks someone is in trouble, but Trent replies, "No, shouting is Roy's love language."

But at the same time, they're not not afraid of him, at least a little. I think of when Ted and Isaac are supposed to meet him over by his childhood flat, and they're joking about Roy's crankiness--Isaac calls him "24/7 hangry." But then they get a jumpscare when Ted texts Roy and they realize he's right in front of them. Or when Rebecca storms into the locker room after he skipped the press conference and everyone goes, "Oooooh!" like he's just been called to the principal's office. But then Roy turns and glares at them, and they all go dead silent.

It's such a fantastic dynamic. I love Roy, and I love how the whole Richmond family reacts to him.

[heyhihellosworld]

𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭

Trent Alexander-Arnold x reader

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: Your nephew loves Trent

Warnings: Pure fluff, mentions of stress

Notes: Seen too much kid-content so had to write something fluffy with kids. Not sure what this is, also tried to read through it in the middle of the night so it's probably a lot of grammar mistakes

"Pancakes?" you suggested, rolling your eyes as you heard a strong buzz sound, marking that pancakes wasn't what he wanted. "Cereal?"

buzzz

You took a breath, turning back from the fridge to look at the little beast.

"What do you want to eat then? I've said everything we have at home" you asked, watching his shoulders shrug.

"Can you make something yummy?"

"I told you what I can make already" you voiced watching his pouting face "but it's all not good" he whined, testing your limits

he is a kid, he is only a kid, don't yell, he is a kid

The small boy looked at you with big eyes, sensing you were upset with him which upset him and suddenly your heart melted, feeling stupid for getting agiated by him. He was only four, learning his way but you were spent to your limits after the day's work. You worked directly under your boss for the time being. You were supposed to learn the work and had a three months ‘test’ period where you were eased into it. The only problem was that you were next to your boss who was an absolute prick, treating you like his personal assistant making you go nuts and work way too much and hard. When you had crawled out of the office your brother had called for emergency babysitting as he'd had to work late and Leo's mother was on a work-trip.

"It's okay baby" you sighed, lifting the small boy up from the floor, feeling him snuggling into your chest contently, happy you weren’t mad at him.

"What about we go order food from somewhere huh? We can take the car" you hummed feeling relieved when the little boy squealed in delight. "Can we go take nuggets?" he asked hopefully, his eyes impossible to say no to

"Sure, we can go to mc" you promised, laughing as he squealed once again, fisting your hoodie in his small hands in happiness.

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Leo as he was named was a very chatty boy, always happy and smiling, unless he was hungry. He had been your number one fan since he was born... at least until he came along.

You loved him, you did. After you'd first met him at that club on your first date and now even after you'd dated for almost three years you still loved him but you would never stop hating him for taking your fan. Because since you'd introduced Trent to your family he had taken the spotlight and suddenly he was all Leo cared about.

He was his biggest idol, the one he wanted to be when grown up and the one he wanted attention from. He had his shirts and posters in his room, stuff you'd helped him out off. He idolized Trent and you loved that because you idolized Trent too but he took your sweetheart away and you would never forgive that

.

You'd just arrived home from picking up your food when Trent let himself in in your shared home. "I'm home!" he shouted as always as he took off his shoes and popped his washbag into the machine, he didn't expect to be met with small feets tumbling at him, Leo's bright smile making him laugh as he picked the little guy up in his arms, swinging him around. "What are you doing here little man?" he asked sweetly, gently stroking his cheek as he giggled adorably. "Daddy had work and mom is not home" he answered knowingly making Trent hum

"What have you done then and where is y/n?"

Leo looked down sheepishly, not meeting Trent's eyes anymore as he mumbled "she is in the kitchen"

Trent looked at the little guy, knowing it was more he wanted to say "she is mad at me" he hummed, Trent's eyebrows raising "why would she be mad?"

Leo looked down again, chewing on his lip "I didn't want to eat anything at home and she was upset so we went to Mc" he mumbled sheepishly, looking down on Trent’s shirt

"I'm sure she isn't mad at you" Trent hummed, gently stroking his tummy as he met his eyes again "no?"

"No sweetie" Trent smiled, taking him with him into the kitchen where you stood, plating your food up. He could say from just watching you that you were stressed and tense, your moves erratic and stiff.

"Hey babe" He mumbled, wrapping his free arm around your waist as he kissed your cheek, Leo clambering stuck on Trent's side.

"Hey, how was training?" you hummed, turning to him with a soft smile, inviting him to peck your lips.

"It was fine, nothing special" he told you truthfully "how was your day?"

You shrugged "it was alright" you lied, smiling at him as best you could. It was starting to get too much but you had to keep it together in front of Leo, not wanting him to think you were mad at him because you truly weren't

You finished plating up Leo's food, taking it out to the sofa as Tren't put him down on the floor

"Here you go sweetie" you smiled, watching him hesitate "what's up?" you tried softly, his big eyes looking up at you

"I'm sorry I made you mad" he mumbled, his lips trembling, your heart clenching at the sight

"No baby, it's okay I'm not mad at you, not at all" you softly smiled, lifting him up and kissing his cheek "I'm mad at some annoying people at my work, not you. Okay?"

He nodded, a smile crackling over his face as you put him down, putting on the tv as Trent sat down beside him.

When he dug in you saw your escape, going back to the kitchen to take a breather  but Trent followed you just a minute later.

“Leo told me he had upset you”

His words made you grimace “Well it wasn’t my attention to but just ugh”

Trent chuckled, kissing you softly “It is okay to not feel great all the time you know,  don't try to hide it”

“You’re so poetic” you mocked, his eyes rolling at you playfully

It was late, way too late when you stumbled through your door. Trent had called two hours ago, wondering where you were but you hadn't given him an understandable answer, just mumbling that you had to go and would come home soon. Your boss had been a real bitch, again and needed you to clean up his mess, again.

You threw your shoes off before hurrying into the living room only for it to be empty. It took a moment to recognize where the voices were coming from but soon enough you located them from the kitchen.

Guilt prickled your skin as you breathed away the bad thoughts. You were supposed to be home at two to collect Leo from your brother but when he'd call and ask where the fuck you were you could only curse because you'd forgotten all about it. 

Instead Trent had welcomed him at the training ground before driving home to yours.

It was shitty, you knew it was not acceptable and you felt ashamed as you walked into the kitchen, stopping in the doorway as you spotted the two.

Trent and Leo both stood with their backs to you, laughing and giggling as they rolled up cookie dough on a tinplate. "No no you're doin it all wrong!" Leo giggled as Trent put down a ball on the folie

"What?! What do you mean buddy it's perfect" Trent argued, causing the little boy to giggle, shaking his head "No it's ugly T"

"Hey, what are you calling ugly!" Trent joked, smearing a bit of cookie dough on his nose causing the little boy to let out a shriek of laughter as he launched on Trent who swiftly threw him up in the air laughing with him.

The sight made your eyes water and chest tighten at how perfect it was. Such a moment you never wanted to forget.

"Hey boys" you voiced made them both turn around, Leo's face shone up as he saw you, tugging your heart "Aw hey buddy" you whispered as you took him in your arms, lifting him up on your chest, ees watering even more as he snuggled into your neck" Hi Y/n, I missed you"

"I missed you too, did you have a good day with Trent?"

You diverted your eyes to your boyfriend who stood facing you, leaning back against the counter with his hands and a content smile on his face, telling you it was okay even though it didn't feel like it.

"It was the best! I got to play with them and then we watched a movie, ate burgers then we made cookies for you because we know it's your favorite!" he cheered, your heart feeling too emotional, too moved for this greeting.

"Aw how nice of you" you hummed, kissing his cheek before putting him down on the floor again. The little boy quickly jumping up on the chair he was standing on.

"Okay buddie, it's time for the owen, ten minutes then we wait five before eating and then my little man it's bedtime" Trent hummed, Leo listening intently, nodding at his words "Can I watch tv whilst we wait for cookies?" he asked sweetly, his small eyes blinking up pleadingly in that way that made him get whatever he wanted.

"Yeah sure, you go we will clean up here" Trent chuckled as he looked after the boy who had already sprinted out to the couch quickly putting on his favorite program.

"I'm sorry!" you wailed, looking at him with guilt written all over you body. Trent chuckled, taking two long steps before wrapping his arms around you "It's okay love" he mumbled, kissing the top of your head "No no it's not Trent. I should've been here when my brother dropped him off at two and now the clock is eight thirty"

"I know how your boss is, so does your brother and he wasn't mad, not at all he just felt bad for you"

"I really am sorry" you sniffled, burying your face in his shirt, his arms wrapping tightly around you, stroking your back comfortably "It's okay, I promise. I know how important your work is for you even though it's shit and I want you to do what you dreamt off and you are soon there. In a week you’ve paid off the shit time with him and can pursue your dream. I wanna help you reach your dream just like you helped me reach mine so don't say sorry. it's the least I could do after everything you've done for me"

You looked at him with love-eyes. Kissing his chest where you could reach before he bent down to give you a kiss "I love you T"

"Love you y/n"

"Okay okay let's take out the cookies now you hummed after a few moments of just relaxing in his body. The smell of cookies filled the kitchen and he nodded, taking the tinplate and putting up plates and ice cream before calling in Leo who looked starstruck at the sugar shock he would most definitely get before sleep but it was worth it, seeing his face and cozying up between your favorite boys in front of the tv.

It was the annual bbq saturday, one day every summer the whole fam got together, grilling and hanging out at your parents summer house. It was a nice tradition and everybody always made sure to be there. What had first been a smaller gathering with your brother, parents, cousins, grandparents and uncles and aunts had now become a big group with partners and kids but the more the merrier, at least when it came to family.

Trent had been to the annual BBQ for four years in a row now, the first time as your friend though nobody believed that for a second. Your parents had fallen in love with him the first time they'd met him. His sweet smile and helping hand not taken for granted and quicker than ever before he was an obvious part of the fam. Your brother was a bit reluctant at first but the second you'd introduced Trent to Leo you brother couldn't fight the fact that he was a nice guy.

"So y/n, when is he gonna take the next step? It's three years now huh?" one of your cousins asked smugly, making you chuckle "I'm in no hurry you know. I don't want a proposal for at least two years" you admitted, creating a wall of hums "Two years?"

"Yeah, we are still young and I don't want to hurry into marriage. I love him and that's all that matters at the moment. I want to get married when we are thinking of starting an family""Oooh"

Your eyes rolled "Not anytime soon"

Your conversation was cut short by Trent who ran towards you, Leo on his back giggling like a maniac as Trent lifted him around, playing airplanes or whatever he did. A fond smile grew on your face as Trent gave you the laughing boy for a second, taking time to catch his breath as you played with him in your arms before he was off on Trent’s shoulders again.

"You really did a great choice" your mothers soft voice was heard from behind you, your eyes met her sincere ones and you nodded "I really did"

"I know everybody is pressing about an engagement, babies and marriage but don't listen to them. What you have is unique, he is so in love with you and you are so in love with him. Just look at how Leo loves him, he will be an awesome dad whenever the day comes and you will be a wonderful mother. There is no need to rush because your love is true"

You smiled at your mother, hugging her tightly "It really feels real"

"Finally" your mother chuckled, hinting at your past boyfriends that she did in fact not like at all and you giggled

"But seriously y/n, you deserve this, happiness"

You just smiled at Trent, watching as he jogged up to you with Leo in his arms again "Heyy what are you talking about?" he smiled, handing you Leo who were grabbing after you

"Nothing" you hummed, taking the now tired boy. "Just how amazing you are"

"Oh really?" he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at your mother who chuckled back"Do you want anything to drink?" Trent asked after a couple of seconds

"Yeah sure""Okay, i'll be right back I love you" he smiled, pecking your lips softly"Love you T"

[foreverisntenough]

‘OURS’

Summary: You were his and he was yours but what would it be like adding one more? Thrust into a whirlwind romance you never could’ve imagined that became your forever love. You continue building a new life across the pond with a very beautiful Scouser. A sequel to the ‘You’re Mine’ fic.

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Warnings: This series will contain fluff, suggestion, smut (unprotected sex,) pregnancy, parenting, self doubt, body image, mention of the word ‘daddy,’ kind of angsty, alcohol consumption - not sure what else really… if i miss anything please lmk!

Note: Thank you for reading! Please be sure to like, comment, or message me what you think of the series! Try not to nitpick with any real pregnant/ baby logistics it’s better if you just read along happily :)

Chapter 15 - Uh Oh | ‘Ours’

“Erm… where were you?!” Winnie yelped when you returned to your area of the club. “You left me alone with a strange man!” she grabbed your arm and pulled you to the side.

“I didn’t leave with a strange man. I left you with T’s friends, one of which you had your tongue down his throat so I kind of assumed you were okay being near him.” You quipped with a smug smile. Winnie didn’t realize you had caught her cheeky makeout with Jadon as you walked to the bathroom about an hour ago.

“Regardless!” She yelped again. You rolled your eyes. She stopped a waitress by your table and she grabbed 2 shots off a tray. “Here…” She handed you one. “Actually…” She grabbed 3 more. “Jadon!” She called for him, interrupting his conversation. As expected, like many boys before him, when Winnie called they answered. “George” She pulled the back of George’s shirt nearby. He turned around pretending that Winnie had yanked him over with some force which she hadn’t. You shook your head at his theatrics. Winnie asked him where Trent was. Trent was with George but since Winnie had begun her round up he had found his way over to you. “Oh shit! Sorry, I didn’t know you were here already.” She laughed seeing Trent. “Sorry! Okay, to George, Happy Birthday, Jadon, nice to meet you, Trent, I hope you had fun fucking my sister! Cheers!” She yelled before she ripped her shot back. Your jaw slacked. You slapped at her arm. You watched everyone at the table take theirs.

“Thank you, Winnie, that was very nice of you.” George had a goofy smile on his face, drunk beyond belief, loving that Winnie paid him mind and that she just called Trent out. George had a slight crush on Winnie. It was definitely more of a looks based attraction. You couldn’t really imagine it passed that. He didn’t know her all that well. You understood Winnie was gorgeous but she was outgoing and George was fairly reserved. It definitely didn’t go over your head though as you sat at dinner to celebrate his birthday while Winnie macked on Jadon. She wasn’t doing it on purpose, she didn’t know he had a thing for her.

“I did have a fun time so yeah, thank you very much, Win” Trent joked pinching in between her shoulder and neck. He rested his chin on you with a sly smile.

“Thank you for including me, Win. George, Happy Birthday bro.” Jadon spoke before he eyed that you hadn’t taken your shot. “Y/N… What’s this? It’s George’s birthday. Go on…” He gave you a sinister smile. You shut your eyes.

“Go on, baby or if you don’t want it, I’ll take it for you.” Trent cooed sweetly kissing your cheek.

“No! No! That’s not how this works! It’s for George’s birthday, welcoming Jadon, and for fucking her, she has to take it.” Winnie quipped with a similar smile to Jadons.

“Okay… Can we just stop with the whole I got fucked please? Like I didn’t…” You tried to keep talking but everyone just jeered.

“Y/N, first off, don’t be such a pussy. Take the shot, you used to be so fun. Secondly, your delusional if you think anyone here believes you two were just gone for an hour and didn’t fuck. Also, T came back with a fresh hickey that wasn’t there when the day started… you know what I’m not going to explain to you that you just had sex in vegas club...” Winnie kept rambling. The way she said it made it sound absolutely disgusting so you laughed. George shook his head at Winnie as she continued. Jadon looked at Winnie amazed with the way she spoke to you but more so at the speed at which she was talking.

“Baby, just take the shot please. Winnie, shut up.” Trent laughed, pinching her cheeks together, pursing her lips closed against her will. You dumped the glass of tequila in your mouth and swallowed so Trent let go of her. Winnie gave you a satisfied smile.

“T, baby?” you cooed asking for his attention as you walked down the corridor of the hotel towards your room. He hummed letting go of your hand momentarily to unlock the door. “Do you think I’m fun?”

“What?” He laughed a little confused as he pushed the door to your room open. Looking back at you as he held it open.

“Like do you think I’m fun? I feel like now I’m a mum.. Let’s do something fun.” While the door shut behind you, you came up to Trent and backed him into one of the entryway walls. You ran your hands up his chest and over his shoulders. You leaned in and started to kiss on his neck. He rolled his head to the side to give you more room loving the feeling of your lips on him.

“Yeah? You want to show me you’re fun?” He asked you. You hummed against his neck. “Where do you wanna be fun, baby?” Trent looked unfairly pretty all the time. He didn’t even have to try. The hour you spent this morning on your makeup couldn’t keep up with his genetics. You envied Teddy for inheriting the lottery that was his features. You sank into his embrace loving the way his hands felt on you. He dropped them lower and lower down your back until he could cheekily slap your ass. You gasped at the sting of it but didn’t even have time to scold him before he picked you up by the back of your thighs. You wrapped your legs around him tight and dragged your foot down his spine. He carried you outside onto the balcony. You moaned when you felt your back press into the railing.

“Can you kiss me, T?” You whined looking deep into his perfect mahogany eyes. You didn’t mean to sound so whiny but just the way he picked you up felt so rough and you wanted him to take control subconsciously. He smirked at you loving that he got you to a place where you were asking for him. He slid his thumb over your lips before he tilted your chin and pressed his to yours.

“I need more of you, baby.” He pulled away, breaking your steamy kiss. “I need you so bad.” He gruffed before his lips met yours again. Your hands were all over each other as you peeled your clothes off from tonight. His words were like gasoline on a fire. He treated you like a rag doll once your clothes were all peeled off. He set you down to stand on the balcony of your hotel room high above the city of Las Vegas in just the pretty bra you had worn under your top. He turned your body around slow. You bent over the railing willingly raising your ass into the night air. Trent let his spit fall onto your ass. He watched it fall down over your ass and into the folds of your pussy. His hands caressed the fat of your ass. He ran his hand up your spine.

“Did you like not wearing anything tonight?” You cocked your head to the side to see him. You gave a cheeky grin and shook your head ‘no.’ “Nah? Not even for me, baby. Didn’t like that I had these in my pocket all night?” He spoke to you with his lips right behind your ear in the sexiest way. He had pulled you back up to him, your back to his chest. He said he needed you but you thought you were going to scream if he didn’t touch you soon. He licked against your earlobe. He knew exactly what he was doing, riling you up. You felt his chest rumble when he silently giggled as you tried to rub your ass against his hardening cock to get him to do something, anything.

“T… Please, baby. It’s not funny.” You whined. He kissed your neck with a sly smirk. He grabbed your wrists off the railing and held them together behind your back. You felt him pull out said thong you hadn’t been wearing all night and wrapped them around your wrists linking them tightly together. You whimpered as he tightened them. “Oh fuck… T, You weren't kidding about that?”

“No baby, I’m not fucking about. I am here to have fun with you, yeah? I thought you wanted that?” He cooed in a teasing tone. You felt his hand slip underneath you dragging his fingers through your absolutely drenched folds and you whimpered. “I want you to make a mess on my fingers, can you do that for me?” he whispered into your ear as you nodded desperately overwhelmed by the intrusion of his fingers entering you. He curled his fingers inside you finding your gspot in seconds. He refused to let up. You were practically riding his fingers. Your moans getting increasingly louder when his thumb pressed harsh circles on your clit. You let out a soft cry as you rocked your hips onto his hand. Almost immediately you felt your orgasm come crashing over you. Your body shaking, if he wasn’t holding you, you would’ve collapsed. “Good girl.” He whispered in your ear. He teased you, dragging his leaking tip across the smooth skin of your ass before slipping it between your folds teasing your entrance. He slowly pushed his cock into your pussy without another word. You were completely drenched. You could feel yourself coat his length in your slick again and again as he drilled in and out of you. The recoil of your ass from his hard thrusts had Trent in pure heaven. God, it must’ve been a good 30 minutes of him just blowing your back out until you felt like your legs were going to give out. Trent could tell. You got whiny and had a hard time staying up and withstanding his force.

“You okay, baby? Want me to take care of you now?” you got out a measly ‘please.’ “Yeah? Alright baby. Just gimme cum f’me like this and then I’ll take care of you.”

“T…” You whined as you felt his hand come to rub tight harsh circles on your clit. You didn’t have a shot in hell at lasting. “Oh my god, baby, please.” You cried. You felt the tears roll down your face. Your high crashed over you

“Alright… c’mere baby.” He turned you around. “Promise, okay?” You nodded with a shy smile. You stepped forward and pressed your forehead against his chest. He rubbed your back before he picked you and carried you to the couch on the balcony. He laid your back down onto the cushion.

“I love you so much.” You pulled Trent down to you by his biceps pressing your lips to his. Your watery eyes looked up at him. He kissed you again.

“I love you, baby. Always. Want me to keep fucking you?” He gave you such a innocent sweet smile but he was eager to get back inside.

“Please” you giggled

“Ah yeah, fine, I guess I can. If you want” He threw his head to the side pretending it wasn't really something he wanted but Trent hadn’t cum yet and he was dying. He just needed to make sure you were okay. You were impatient though missing the feeling of him so you pulled him closer to your entrance. He slid his painfully hard cock back inside your dripping pussy. He was brash and filled you completely right away, unable to wait any longer. You took his whole length. You gasped at the way his cock stretched you out. Trent let out a moan that made your pussy twitch. Your arms scratched at his back as your legs wrapped tight around his waist. “Want me to cum inside you, baby? Fill you up?” He asked you with his lips nibbling on your neck as he began to drill into you. You nodded ardently with a whimper, unable to speak. “Want me to get you pregnant again? That what you want?” he grunted.

“Oh my god, T!” You yelped as he pushed somehow even deeper inside of you. “Fuck…” You don’t know what it was but just the idea of the beautiful man that you loved above you getting you pregnant, carrying his child set you off. Your pussy clenched tighter around him. He threw his head back in pleasure before he came forward again raising one of your legs up above your head keeping it straight. He softly kissed your ankle. The new position made your jaw slack.

“Cum f’me. Can you do that for me, baby?” He breathed into your neck. His thrusts were mind numbingly perfect. His warm lips covering your collarbones in steamy kisses. His pace had become relentless, his hips unforgiving as he moved, driving his cock in and out of you, consistently hitting a spot so deep inside you. You didn’t really have an option if you came or not, you were going to.

“Fuck, gonna cum beautiful.” he cursed. His fingers dug into your skin and his nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, as he pushed his hips into one last time before he spilled into your tight heat. Trent’s eyes rolled back at the way you gently moved your hips against his to help him ride out his high. You stayed like that for ages. The hot Southwest night air encompassing you. “C’mon… bringing you inside. I gotta lay down.” He laughed while picking you up. You weren’t sure how he managed because you felt like you could barely move. You wrapped your legs around him tightly and nestled yourself against his chest. He sat down on the bed and laid back.

“I hope no one else was outside on their balcony…” You looked up at him with a laugh. Trent’s eyes were closed but a cheeky smile started to pull his lips. You kissed him gently. He started laughing. He rolled his head to the side holding you tighter to him.

“I’m hungry, baby.” He turned back to look at you. “You want anything?” He sat up and reached for the hotel room phone. You shook your head ‘no’ at first. He gave you a patient glare. “You’re not eating my food, so what do you want?” He laughed.

“You wouldn’t share with me?” You pouted. “Me… The mother of your child? You wouldn’t share?” You draped your arms around his neck dramatically as if you were begging him. He shook his head ‘no.’ “Fine… fine… I think I want….” You rattled off way too much food. You laid in bed on top of him exhausted waiting. He ran his hands up and down your sides racking over your ribs when you heard a knock on the door. Room service had arrived. It was about 5 am at this point you should be eating breakfast probably but you had ordered all sorts of things. Trent was a bit more cautious with his order considering he was in season. He hadn’t even drank that much and your eyes were probably bigger than your stomach.

“Can you get it…” You giggled before you gave Trent a pouty face and puppy dog eyes.

“You’re on top of me!” He laughed at you. “How do you want me to.. Ugh.” He groaned sitting up bringing your body with his. “Alright c’mon.” Trent sat up right using his core strength and moved to the edge of the bed. You wrapped your legs around him before placing a kiss on his lips. He stood up and turned around. “Thank you. Now, let go.” he leaned over so your back was to the mattress. You let go over him and your limbs flopped onto the bed. Trent pulled on his boxers and made his way to the door.

“Thank youuuu” You sang cheekily happily getting situated back under the covers. He joined you and you ate about ¼ of your food. Trent ate about half of yours complaining the whole time that he shouldn’t have been doing it which was cute. You cuddled up, splitting the milkshake you had gotten watching a film until you realized you had about three hours before you had to leave to get to the race track.

“You’ve always been fun. Every day, baby.” Trent cooed ghosting his lips over your hair as you began to drift to sleep.

“How can I be more fun though?” You asked quietly. Trent was quiet for a moment trying to think about how to answer this correctly.

“Baby I think you’re the most fun. Maybe you need some spontaneity though.” He looked down at you and brushed some of your hair behind your ear.

“One year olds don’t do spontaneity.” You giggled sleepily imaging your little girl who you missed so much.

“Well I do. Give it a go sometime. Do something that you think would surprise me.” he cooed in a soft tone. You laid in bed with Trent in silence thinking of all the ways you could potentially ‘surprise’ him until his voice cut off your thoughts.

“Baby? When did you stop telling me?” He spoke quietly, almost half asleep. You looked up at him confused “like when you want me to blow your back out, when did you stop telling me?”

“Oh… I don’t know just has been so hectic, we’re on your schedule now so.” You responded, trying to brush it off. Frankly, it wasn’t really a thought out thing. You weren’t actively trying not to tell him.

“It’s our schedule.” He corrected you.

“I am not paid by Liverpool Football Club so not exactly... “ You giggled, reaching up to brush your thumb over his high cheekbone.

“Baby…” He cooed. You softly smiled at him. “I promise you for the rest of my life you can always tell me you want me to fuck you. Alright?” He laughed pretty damn sure every time you asked 99/100 times he was going to say yes.

“Okay, what about right now?” You cheekily asked him.

“C’mere.” he dragged your face up to his smushing a wet sloppy kiss on your lips, squishing your body impossibly tight to him.

You and Winnie had a flight back to New York from Las Vegas. You hated leaving Trent but you were desperate to get back to your baby. When you landed you and Winnie met your parents in Manhattan to get Teddy and then went to her apartment. You FaceTimed Lauren from her tiny living room exhausted from your travels but relieved to have the cutest girl in the world back in your arms.

“Winnie! I don’t know what you should do. It’s your call. It’s you and him in the bed, not me.” You finished your sentence with a little laugh..

“It wasn’t in the bed.” She giggled. You and Lauren rolled your eyes. You were updating her all about the trip you had just been on despite the fact that you were going to see her for dinner in a few hours.

“So it was fun?” Lauren cooed with interest.

“Y/N got her back blow out though.” Winnie felt inclined to let her know, trying to deviate away from the conversation about her. Lauren’s jaw dropped sarcastically to tease you. You having sex wasn’t exactly that groundbreaking.

“Okay, we need to stop saying that. I’ve heard that phrase more in the last 24 hours than I needed to in a lifetime.” You flashed a glare at Winnie. Returning back to your friend group an hour later from the bathroom of a club didn’t go unnoticed. Winnie was all ears of course when you finally caved and told her about the amazing sex you had. It was brag worthy, to be fair.

“Oooo how good did he fuck you? Mum and Daddddddyyy” Lauren teased you laughing. Teddy squealed, hearing the playful way Lauren sang ‘daddy.’ Winnie joined in riling up Teddy tickling her tummy.

“Guys! We’re talking about her father stop!!!!” You laughed trying to scold them but it was funny. “Yeah, you like dada, huh? We miss him right? We’ll call him in a second, Ted.” You cooed in a baby voice just to her.

“Ew! Well don’t say that!” Winnie gave you a sick face. You ignored her childishness about highlighting that Trent was Teddy’s dad. The three of you had a field day calling him daddy. He hated it when they did it but it always made you laugh.

“Aw, our Teddy girl. We only got you because your mummy was a little slutty, maybe we’ll get you a cousin with Win.” Lauren joked. She was poking fun about the morning you had had before you made it to the airport with Winnie which included an urgent stop at a pharmacy.

“No, stop. Not funny. No cousins, thank you.” Winnie quickly scolded Lauren for a joke she didn’t appreciate.

“No, we got her because mummy loves dada and we wanted you more than anything in the world. We love you so much, baby.” You corrected Lauren’s statement more speaking to Teddy and kissing her incessantly.

“Wait… so why is it any different than when you do it!?” Winnie yelped. She had been debating with you and Lauren and really herself if it was okay or not that she had let Jadon cum inside her. You couldn’t say anything, you didn’t have a horse in the race, you were holding a baby.

“Winnie, because you had to buy Plan B this morning!” Lauren screamed through the phone. Honestly, they were just being precautionary and it’s not like your first few nights with Trent were any different. It was a heat of the moment thing.

“Yeah, well who asked you.” Winnie waved her hand dismissing Lauren. She didn’t want to hear the facts.

“You called me. Goodbyeee. See you soon my pretty girls!” Lauren cooed before she hung up. You had dinner in a little over near Lauren’s apartment but you obviously couldn’t wait until then to spill all the tea. Teddy was coming so it was fairly early but you were still excited to go out in the city again with them.

“Can you believe almost 2 years ago you just had sex one day or night and now you have a baby.” Winnie turned to you on her couch, pulling both her legs up onto the cushion. She said it like it was the craziest thing in the world.

“That was the goal, Win.” You laughed. Then for a moment you paused trying to think about what day or night it might’ve been. You never really did the math. You were just so excited.

“Insane. Like you were ‘trying’' Winnie air quoted the word and then turned back to her TV shaking her head imagining that.

“Ugh I hate when people say that. ‘Trying’” you rolled your eyes. “Like you and him are trying, to everyone else you’re just having sex.” You spoke to her but she had already checked out. She wasn’t even watching TV anymore; she was engrossed in her phone. You were quiet for a little while before Winnie began kicking her feet against the couch excitedly. “What was that?” You laughed at her with curiosity about what had her so giddy. She turned her phone for you to see a message from Jadon.

‘So into you. Can’t stop thinking about you.’

“Well what did you send him?” You asked naively. You were happy she had a fun weekend. Of course, it did make you slightly nervous that the two people you were closest with were both talking to Trent’s friends. You hoped it would be fine, nothing dramatic happen. Jadon wasn’t as close but still you just hoped this either worked or had an amicable end.

“That’s besides the point!” She smirked. She didn’t need to tell you. The face alone gave it away immediately. Clearly it was something dirty.

“Winnie!” You yelled. She fell forward, pressing her forehead against your thigh attempting to hide her face from you. She sat back up and nestled into the corner of the couch though holding her phone high and tight to her chest as she responded.

“I don’t even want to see your response. Do we, Ted?” You giggled and kissed Teddy’s temple as she sat in your lap happily. “You know, I never put that together but you with a London boy makes a lot of sense.” You tried to discuss the possibility with Winnie but she was in her own world. A silly smile glued on her face as she texted away. Maybe at dinner she’d give you more.

December was a really busy month for Trent so he flew back directly to Liverpool for work. You were planning on staying in New York for a few days to check out some things for the wedding. It was really hard to do all of it remotely. You needed to see things first hand and approve a lot. You felt like the date was fast approaching. Your mum hated the idea but you and Trent decided you wanted to do it this summer. Why wait was your mentality. Your mum would’ve preferred she had two years to plan but that wasn’t going to happen you wanted to be his wife. You were a little worried about having Teddy alone for a few days but it’d be fine. You had Winnie and Lauren around. You few days passed and you went to the Plaza to look at florals, colors of tablecloths and plates. You’d text Trent everysingle decision you’d be asked to make and he’d respond with a simple ‘I trust you.’ It was fine. It was a little sad you couldn’t do it together but this is how things were. You and Lauren went to Ellie Saab one day for a fitting for a dress you wanted to wear the night before. Then you facetimed Trent from Tavern on the Green to look at the back garden and discuss menus. It was all a blur so day three or four of your trip, Winnie offered to take you and Teddy for lunch uptown to not think about the wedding for a little. You appreciated it. You were on the phone with Trent walking with Winnie and Teddy after you ate at Saint Ambrose on the Upper East Side.

“Can you go check on something for me while you’re in the area?” Trent asked you over the phone. You nodded and he said he’d text you the information. You didn’t understand what he was asking you to do. Anything he ever did or anyone he knew in New York was usually through you.

“What does that even mean?” You looked at Winnie after you hung up. You clicked the address he sent and went on your way. What you didn’t know was that Winnie and Trent were in cahoots the whole time. She helped plan this because he couldn’t be there. You walked into a residential apartment. It was a beautiful building with a gorgeous lobby but you didn’t understand what you were even there for. “What are we doing… this is so sus” You turned around to her as you pushed Teddy in her pram through the door towards the doorman.

“I know! For real.” Winnie lied pretending she was as confused as you. Trent had asked you to ‘check on something’ whatever that meant at this apartment.

“Hi, I need to pick something up I think?” You said unsure and with a question mark at the end. You looked back at Winnie once more with a ‘what the fuck do I say’ type of look. “Its Apartment 26A?” You told the doorman.

“Oh, of course mam. We were expecting you today.” He looked past you and at Winnie. Which you should’ve clocked in retrospect. He escorted you to the elevators and up you went. You went to the apartment and knocked.

“Trent said it’d be open right?” She looked at you for confirmation but you had no idea. She smiled and turned the doorknob. She opened it a little and let you push. It was an empty apartment. Big, white, and bright. You walked in just as confused as you were when you entered the building. You haphazardly stepped further inside into what you assumed to be the living space. Massive windows paneling the wall let light flood in. You squinted, it was so bright. There was obviously no window furnishings yet. When your eyes adjusted you looked at the hardwood floor and saw a few pieces of paper. You beant over and picked them up and thought you were going to literally fall over when you started reading. It was the original receipt from your first date with Trent. There was a card with it asking you on a date to the same restaurant and a little note.

‘I don’t want you to forget how equally important your life and your background is to our daughter. I love you both so much. Call me. T xx

You crouched down and began to cry. What was this? You grabbed your phone out of your purse and immediately called Trent obviously as instructed.

“What the fuck is this?” You sobbed. He laughed as he answered. You could tell he was training in the gym so he walked out of the room to hear you better.

“What do you think, baby?” He asked you like you were supposed to understand.

“To dinner? Sure.” You giggled.

“Yeah… baby, I figured but I meant about the apartment. It’s ours if you want it. I didn’t want to make a big decision like that without you and before the wedding if you get me but it can be, is what I’m saying.” He cooed with a smile. You had to sit down you could squat anymore you felt dizzy like your legs were going numb. You started crying and wiped the flooding tears off your face with your free hand. You nodded with a pout though. “Good. I love you, baby.”

You sat on the floor looking around the apartment and just kept crying after you hung up with him. Maybe the stress of planning and all the different time zones were getting to you or maybe you were just emotional. Trent didn’t have to do this. You loved living in England and you were happy Teddy was being raised there but this really was special. Winnie stood with Teddy at the big windows identifying and pointing to things outside as she giggled. This was really special.

You sat on the living room floor of Lauren’s apartment the following day with Teddy still in shock that you’d have an apartment in Manhattan again for her. You were watching Trent’s match which was weird to be having US pundits again but you were just happy you could watch at all and support him. The camera stuck to him as they discussed the upcoming fixture and his past performances.

“Is that your dada, Teddy girl?” You asked Teddy as she giggled loving seeing Trent’s face blown up on Lauren's big TV screen. Of course, they had to note that Trent attended the Grand Prix recently. It was just so typical for American coverage to focus on something so unrelated. ‘Looks like he had a lot of fun in Vegas’ one pundit said as Trent turned his head. The side of his neck, right before the color of his jersey began was a love bite, a bruising mark still visible on his fading tanned skin.

“Y/N!!! Oh my god! You did him dirty. He’s on live TV.” You shut your eyes a little embarrassed as Lauren yelled laughing that you obviously were the one that left that on him. “Your child is watching!” She teased. You rolled your eyes. “His mum will see that. Slutty, slutty, slutty.”

“Oh my god! Don’t say that!” You flicked your head back at her at the realization. It didn’t matter that you had a kid, that you were getting married, you didn’t want Dianne to know you were marking Trent up. You watched the game and Trent was in really good form. He was having a strong start to the season. The first half was okay it was 2-1 Liverppol but they really needed the win. All was looking good until the 65th minute or so when… honestly you weren't even sure what happened. All of sudden when the camera pulled to a wide angle you could see trent bent over holding onto the goal post in pain.

“What just happened…” You yelped, turning to Lauren. She shook her head equally confused. The game continued to play on so he proceeded to try to run but you could see he was limping. “Oh my god, Lauren… He needs to get off the pitch what just happened.” You thought you were going to have a panic attack when he bent over again in pain. You couldn’t believe you weren't there, that you couldn’t do anything while you just watched him. Trent had never really had many injuries before and practically none since you got together so this was uncharted.

“He’s fine. I’m sure it’s just a cramp.” Lauren cooed quietly trying to calm you down. You stood up and paced holding Teddy.

“He’s not. I know him, he’s not. He wouldn’t drag something out like this if it didn’t actually hurt.” You felt sick. Why was the ball still in play. You think maybe three minutes passed but it felt like an hour. “Stop playing! Oh my god. This is so dumb.” You watched until about the 70th minute when he finally got subbed off. You were relieved but then panic set in when he walked down the tunnel back to the locker room. That wasn’t good. You needed to get home.

You spoke to Trent after the game and he said he was fine. It was a muscle pull but it just tightened up so badly he couldn’t move it on the pitch. He said it already felt better but you didn’t really believe that. You knew he was just trying to settle your nerves. Thankfully your flight was tomorrow morning. You and Teddy got all your bags and said goodbye to Lauren and Winnie and began your long trip back to England. It wasn’t too bad. Teddy barely slept at all during the flight which made things interesting but for the hour she did you decided to listen to a podcast episode Liverpool had put out that Trent was on. He told you not to listen to it. It was just him babbling about things you already knew. You told him would though regardless because you just wanted to hear him talk to you for an hour when you couldn’t be with him so that’s just what you did.

“Trent, we know you don’t talk much about your private life off the pitch but we did want to say congratulations since you did share Instagram recently that you’re going to be getting married.” One of the podcasts hosts congratulated him and by proxy, you guessed, you. You had decided to finally share on Instagram a picture from your engagement and Trent had reshared it. You had been avoiding the internet since to be honest because you didn’t really want to read any negative comments.

“Yeah, yeah. Thank you. Marrying the love of my life. I’m very excited for this summer.” Trent told them and in turn revealed that you’d be getting married this summer which wasn’t a big deal most footballers got married in the summer.

“You seem to be taking on a lot of responsibility.” The other host didn’t ask a question but just kind of laid the fact out in the open. “Vice captain, dad, husband” He listed Trent’s titles.

“I think vice captain is probably the easiest you know.” He laughed. The sound of his coquettish laugh shattered your heart. You just wanted to rush home to him and instead you were stuck hours away. “I’m learning to be a dad. My fiance is just the most incredible mum. Straight out the gate she’s been amazing.” You pouted at his sweet compliment. It wasn’t true, you were learning how to be a parent along with him “It’s definitely not hard to love her, it’s hard not to if you’ve ever met her. So I think making the decision to get married was not really a decision at all. I couldn’t imagine my life without her. Erm…but I think you know, taking on roles like that in my personal life…” Trent kept yapping segueing away from details about his life to get back to talking about football. You could just feel your whole body relaxing hearing him. It was so comfortable. It’s not like you didn’t speak to him before you took off, it just was nice and comforting. You couldn’t wait to get home. “I’m so blessed. A lot of people always say ‘oh what a nice life you’re able to provide for your family’ all these types of things and it’s very true. We’re fortunate in a lot of ways because of my job but honestly I couldn’t dream of the things my fiance provides for me and our daughter. What she gives to us is priceless and beyond comparison. I love that when I come off the pitch doing the thing I love most in the world I get to go home to the people that I love most in the world. If I have a bad game or things aren't going my way, I have my family and that’s so important for me. I’ve really never been happier.” You couldn't stop the silly smile coming across your face. He told you these things but the fact that he spoke about you like that in a professional setting, to other people, for the world to hear just made you melt.

You opened twitter and went to go see what people had said about the podcast. There of course was plenty of discourse about what he said about the team tactics and club related things but the other thing that seemed to populate a lot of conversation was the engagement.

“They’re engagedd??? I’m screaming!’

‘Trent fucking Alexander-Arnold is fucking engaged!”

‘I saw a TikTok of them in New York when he said she was his fiance STG’

That was the one. Frankly you hadn’t seen the TikTok but you remember doing the interview on the street in SoHo. The TkTok resurfaced after the podcast and everyone went berserk. They were shocked that you and Trent had kept this so wrapped up. It was also one of the few times people saw all 3 of you together and one of the even fewer times that they heard you speak. It made you laugh a little seeing all the chaos online, a little sad when people took shots at you, proud when people commented on how beautiful Teddy was but it was just nice that all the while you were scrolling you got to listen to your fiance’s calm voice.

When you got home you felt like you were going to cry seeing Trent. He just looked so sad. His already natural pout turned down even further. He looked so sleepy and cozy on your couch. When you had gotten through all your hellos and I miss yous you had gone upstairs to unpack your bags. Teddy stayed with Trent. He had some sort of like compression ice thing on his outstretched leg on the couch. Teddy sat on the floor pulling herself up and down excitedly playing her own game of peek-a boo with him. Trent hated when he couldn’t move like this. He’d go stir crazy but having Teddy for entertainment and extra cuddles didn’t make it as bad.

“Uh Oh!” Teddy cooed with a pout after she pulled herself once more to stand up holding onto the couch. She finally noticed Trent’s leg. She gave him an adorably sad face.

“Yeah, uh oh, Ted.” He laughed, picking her up from underneath her chubby arms. “C’mere, baby.” she giggled as he placed her to sit on his stomach. “Did you miss me?” She just kinda plopped forward to give him a hug. You felt like she could fully understand questions and directions, she just was still building her vocabulary. Trent answered a call from a trainer after Teddy had fallen asleep on his chest. You came downstairs and sat by his feet. You kissed his ankle waiting patiently as he listened to a reminder of his instructions for the next couple days. When he hung up, he patted the seat next to him so you came and cozied up to him. You leaned your head onto his chest and pushed some of Teddy’s little curls off her face. You smiled at him when the dogs came running into the room. One jumped on the couch next to you. Teddy woke up slowly hearing the jingles of their collars and the comotion. You pulled him into your lap and gave him a good scratch and cuddle. Teddy pushed herself upright with a huff and looked at you.

‘Woof!’ she pointed at the dog in your lap. You smiled and laughed. She had started to label things, not necessarily by their correct names but the ones that made sense and sort of stuck.

“Yeah, woof. Good job, smart girl. It’s a doggie. Can you say dog for me?” She gave it a go but just landed back on saying woof. So your dogs for the meantime were ‘woof’ and so were any other four legged animal.

“We got ‘woof’ before ‘daddy’ I don’t understand.” Trent looked at you a little annoyed but it was softened when Teddy cuddled back into his chest. You and he both knew she’d get there. She definitely knew that he was dada. She loved being with dada. Maybe it was just ‘d’ sounds you weren’t sure but you did feel a little bad. You crawled into bed that night happy to be back home with him.

“I missed you.” You whispered close to him under the covers. You dragged your hand over his chest and down his abs towards the waistband of his boxers. He looked good in any lighting but there were certain ones like the one you were in right now that he just looked exceptionally good. The way your bedroom had a warm glow to it before you turned the final light off that just worked for him. He looked angelic and simultaneously deliciously sexy.

“I can’t baby…” He groaned, annoyed at his own predicament. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, leaning his forehead on yours. You probably could find a sex position that would work for you but it probably wasn’t a great idea so soon after the injury. You understood you were just being cheeky.

“I know… I love you though.” You pouted at him teasingly. You’d have to find a position that would work for him though soon. You cuddled up closer to him the way you’d fall asleep with your head on his chest and one hand next to it. But you coyly placed that hand lower and lower and lower. “Goodnight.” You whispered one final time letting that hand get just about to where his hardening cock was.

“Stop!” He laughed. “Get your hands off me.” he whispered with a smile he couldn’t suppress. The rest of that week was slow paced. Trent would go into AXA for workouts and assessments for his muscle pull. He was sort of moody but you understood all he wanted to do was be back out playing.

“It’s constant.” He looked at you amazed and surprised as you fed Teddy some strawberries you had cut up for her. 2 weeks had passed and Trent was getting a lot closer to returning to the first team training but he still wasn’t there yet which meant he had been home a lot more and with Teddy a lot more.

“I know.” You laughed as Teddy squealed, squishing a strawberry in her hand and then pressing the mess it into the tabletop. She was a very happy baby, fairly quiet most of the time but she was still a baby. Trent wasn’t used to a full day shift with her. Sure, he was there the whole time in the summer but so were you. It was 2 v 1 and she was under a year old. In a short few months she was walking and talking a lot more.

“Like she’s nonstop.” He laughed bewildered as he wiped the smushed strawberry up.

“T… I know.” You giggled back at him picking Teddy up from her high chair. You wiped her mouth and rocked her back and forth. You stood in the kitchen holding your daughter wearing Trent’s sweat pants and a tiny tank top. Trent stared at you in awe. He couldn’t believe you were alone with her everyday when she was this active. He stood up and wrapped his arms around you. He kissed your lips soft and slow. You hummed loving the taste of the strawberries he had stolen from Teddy. “Promise me you’ll never stop kissing me.” You looked at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Couldn’t even if I wanted to.” He whispered to you, ghosting his lips over yours before he gave you another equally sweet kiss.

“I want our kids to almost be annoyed with our affection when they're older.” You laughed, stepping out of his hold to grab the container of fruit to put it back into your refrigerator.

“Kids?” He questioned you with a smile excited by curiosity if you meant kids as in having more or if it was just a slip of the tongue.

“Yeah… I think I guess kids. If you’d want that.” You cooed trying not to deep it too much. Trent came over and grabbed you once more, giving you a kiss as his answer. Teddy though was much more aware of this one and pressed her hand against his cheek.

“See we’re already halfway there.” He laughed referring to Teddy trying to push him away from you. Teddy had gotten clingy. You were her mummy and she wanted to make sure that was known to daddy as well. She had developed an understanding of her daily routine and would anticipate her everyday activities so a little while after her snack Teddy needed to nap and she waddled her way over to your staircase waiting for you saying ‘mama’ on repeat until you brought her.

“Should we be being more careful?” Trent asked you sort of vaguely as you sat on the couch.

“Are you serious?” You laughed unsure if he was being or not.

“Well this is a lot. Could we do a second? I don’t want to leave for training and you be home with two kids this young like what should or plan be?” He clarified and then questioned what you two should do.

“Is it bad if I say I need a little more time?” You sheepishly got your words out. “I just feel like my body is finally getting back to a place I’m okay with. I can’t imagine losing all my progress. Is that selfish? What do you want?” You looked at him feeling terribly guilty.

“Nah, I think we wait a minute. Give you a rest. Get accustomed and really appreciate family of 3 life and then maybe you know after the wedding we can reasses.”

“Yeah, that’s fine by me but we want more right?” You face pulled into a cheeky smile waiting to hear his answer you were pretty sure you already knew.

“Yeah, beautiful. I definitely want more babies with you. Wouldn’t mind the process either.” He whispered coming in to nibble on your neck. You rolled your eyes and teasingly shoved at his chest but quickly nestled back into his embrace on the couch.

A few hours later, Trent was in the back garden doing some activation things he had to do for the muscle pull. You had a turf field off the back of the house you had installed. It was convenient for Trent although he probably didn’t use it as much as you thought he would but he had been lately with the injury. It was a cold but sunny day so you figured after Teddy woke up you’d bundle her up in her coat and you could go get some fresh air.

“What’s daddy doing outside, hmm? Should we go see dada?” You asked her. You crouched down to her and helped her put her little puffer coat on and tiny trainers. You could scream every time you picked up her baby shoes. They were so cute. She giggled at the sound of her coat’s zipper being done up.

“Dada” Teddy repeated you and she palmed your cheek as your tied the laces of her trainers.

“Yeah?! That’s right, Teddy. Going to go see dada” Your eyes widened excitedly. “Can you say that again, say dada again?” you asked her whilst scooping her up. She repeated it giddy with the attention she got from saying it. You walked to the back of your house and slid the glass door open to outside.

“Ooo sunny but chilly, baby, huh? Brrrr.” you cooed rubbing your nose against her cheek. You walked over to the small field and put teddy down on the grass and she attempted to run which was adorable. It was like a wobbly walk but you understood she was trying to get to Trent as fast as she could. You followed in her wake.

“Hi, beautiful.” His cold hand cupped your face.

“Hi, we just came to see dada.” You stood holding Teddy’s hands above her head keeping her standing up right in between your legs.

“Dada!” She wiggled out of your hold tumbling forward onto her hands and knees. Like she was moving a lot as months progressed but it was clumsy as she still got the hang of things. Trent’s eyes widened. He immediately sat on the ground and pulled her to him.

“Oh my days… C’mere baby bear. Did you say dada?” He asked her enthusiastically. She giggled as he picked her up off the ground and buried his face in the tiny crook of her neck. His hair tickling her skin. She screamed dada a million times to get him to stop, excited he was so happy with her. Trent picked his head up with the most gorgeous smile you’d ever seen him give you. He looked at you bright eyed. “You know how we were talking about waiting…” He spoke with a cheeky tone.

“Oh shut up! Her saying two additional syllables doesn’t not rule out all the other things we talked about.” You laughed dismissing him. Now that Teddy had said dada he was all about having more.

“Yeah but listen to herrrr” He groaned standing back up with Teddy in his arms. You pulled your phone out of your pocket and took a few candid photos of them. They’d be good memories one day. “C’mon want to help dada?” He leaned over and placed Teddy on her two feet. She clung to his leg. He grabbed a ball and placed it in front of them. He pulled her off his leg and held her under her arms and helped her kick it. When you say she screamed… she screamed. She was so excited. You couldn't not laugh. Trent turned around to look at you in a fit of laughter.

“Good girl, Ted.” You encouraged her as you took your seat down onto the turf. You assumed after that reaction you’d be here for a while. You watched on with a smile. Teddy would turn around every so often to make sure you were still watching them after she heard your first compliment. If you happened to be on your phone the second she did, she would let you know. ‘Mama!’ yelled immediately grabbing your attention. They must’ve done that on repeat for an hour. Neither one was tired of it. Trent was stood on his knees next to her but leaned over and whispered in her ear. You watched him stand up and turn towards you.

“Should we go get mummy?” He asked Teddy and started to jog towards you Teddy eagerly trying to keep up with him. You smiled and got up from the turf. You ran towards Teddy and scooped her up off the grass. She squealed.

“Got you first, Teddy girl. Should we get daddy now? Daddy’s not that fast. Let’s chase daddy” You cooed, kissing her cheek about a 100 times in a row. He rolled his eyes unimpressed with your subtle jab. You jogged with her in your arms playfully and Trent took off away from you. Teddy was giggling so much you couldn’t help but laugh with her. The sound of her precious laugh was infectious. This probably wasn’t great for Trent to be doing but it was nice to have fun all together. He’d pivot in a different direction or make a face at her and she’d excitedly shriek.

“Dada!!!”” She screamed with her chubby little arms outstretched. You put her down and let her run after him on her own. You were out there much much later than you thought you’d be but the time was the last thing on your mind if she and him were this happy. Trent let Teddy catch him eventually. He was slowly learning how to ‘lose’ for her.

“I’m gonna grab mummy, watch Ted.” He whispered. You looked at him confused why he turned his attention towards you. He gave you a cheeky smirk. He ran at you full speed. He was fast whether or not you wanted to admit it so you didn’t get very far. He wrapped his arms around your waist and swung you around like you weighed nothing. “Mwah!” he kissed your cheek so grossly but you loved it. “Mwah!” He scooped up your legs so he was fully carrying you with another wet kiss.

“T!’ You squealed in a fit of giggles not expecting him to throw you around like this. Teddy’s eyes were bright and wide, loving seeing her mum and dad so happy. He jogged with you in his arms back towards Teddy. He crouched down to her level. You thought he'd let you go but he held you tight you couldn’t break out if you tried.

“Come give mummy a kiss, baby bear.” Trent cooed for Teddy to come. She quickly was at your side pressing her lips out in the cutest way slobbering all over your face. “Wow…” Trent couldn’t hold in his laughter watching her practically just spit on you. “You must love mummy a lot, huh?”

“Love mama!” She screamed, attempting to kiss you again. You stopped her next attempt with a giggle and held her face in your hands. You pressed a kiss of your own onto her lips.

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a/n: this is awful sorry but i got desperate to post something

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO you, happy birthday dear Maya."

Birthdays had alwaysbeen a momentous occasion throughout the longevity of your group’s friendship. Out of the 365 days that built up the full year, each of you always made sure to make the special day centred around that singular important someone.

No matter what had happened throughout the days leading up to it, on those days, nothing else mattered.

Or at least that was what had spiralled around your mind. It had created its own staircase over the several hours you had recited that to yourself, creating space for the next set of the recurring words.

It had claimed more control than it could deal with, the size of boots it had picked being far too large. You had kept yourself so busy that you were in and out of consciousness, the chair you had strategically placed yourself behind being the only thing keeping you standing at that moment in time.

Maya blew out the candles with a smile bigger than you believed she could fit on her face. The Mamma Mia themed cake that she had non-stop talked about for the majority of last year that continued until only two weeks ago, sat placed in front of her.

Your two other friends had done the honour of brining it out towards her, shielding the candles with their hands to keep the wind from doing what it had threatened to that whole night.

“Thank you, thank you!” She squealed loudly, looking to everyone crowded around her with

such gratefulness that it was a high possibility she could explode.

His hand landed on your lower back whilst he adjusted himself from his seated position to your left so he could properly look at you.

The action caught your attention quicker than it would usually as it did the same for the man sat next to the birthday girl. His eyes held a certain weight to them, locking onto you with such a strong unreadable emotion that it soaked its venom into every inch of your innocent flesh.

“You alright?” Ben asked you, trying everything he could so he could look you directly in the eye. By the time he had officially managed to, his body sat at such an unnatural position it would be no surprise if he would end up texting you to complain about the back pain he had ‘randomly’ picked up.

“Me? Yes, yeah. Awesome.” Your voice was an approximate three octaves higher than you would usually reach, the need to get away from the male species reaching heights that could challenge Mount Everest.

He smiled sweetly at your response, “That’s good.”

Mustering a smile to respond with, you began to excuse yourself from around the table. It only took creating the ruse that was grabbing something from your car for people to accept your absence for a matter of minutes.

You inhaled the icy air that ran its fingertips across the usual soggy atmosphere the second you exited the house. The air that had once surrounded you was becoming heavy, slowly creating a dangerously shallow ability to breathe. It forced you to suffer its wrath the harshest, the desperate gasps that escaped from you making that painfully evident.

Your lips felt moments away from becoming numb despite the very few seconds you had spend in the outdoors.

The ground was slightly damp beneath your harsh steps. The dew of impending snow that the news had warned everyone about weakening everything around. Even as you subjected the innocent spikes of grass to the vicious murder spree that was your heels, they laid limp, crushing and bleeding under the spears.

It was a deep sapphire that painted the sky in that moment, echoing with the sounds of blackbirds singing and everyone’s shouts of celebration. The bird’s voices resounding through the freezing air, coating every exhale with icicles that pierced deep into your uncovered skin.

Swinging open your car door, you leant in to grab the singular object you had left the comfort of your friends’ house for. A jacket.

Why would you need it whilst being inside? You couldn’t give an acceptable answer.

“Hey.” A voice snuck up from behind you, sending you flying upwards to hit your head on the hardest part of your car. “Sorry! I was really trying not to scare you.”

You placed your hand atop of the injury site, flinching it away the second your fingers hovered ever so slightly near it, the pain being far too harsh at that moment. “Ben. You really can’t be doing that.”

His hands lingered around his grimaced face. The guilt was evident however every small thing that led up to this specific interaction had left your patience thinner than average.

“I was really hoping to catch you alone tonight. I need to talk to you about something.” Ben took a step closer towards you.

“I-I really have to get back inside. Maybe another time?”

Ben was quick to refuse the alternative you had kindly given, another step being taken towards you. The car stood its ground firmly, leaving only another two steps before an uncomfortable amount of distance between the two of you was yet to be cleared.

He took a deep breath, using up any extra air on which you could rely. “I like someone, and I was thinking that you could help me out with that.”

Closing your eyes momentarily, you regained the composure that you could grasp at.

“Oh! Who? Do I know them?” You coated your voice with fawned interest.

“Very well.”

The pure fluffiness of the clouds that hung confidently in the sky was evidence towards why people compared it to candy floss. They looked edible, comfortable even. A necessary escape from the direction the conversation was heading in.

“Is it Maya? You know what, I’ve always thought you would be cute together.” Throwing the jacket over your shoulders to lessen the blow of his upcoming words, you diverted your gaze elsewhere.

Flowers surrounded the building you had just exited, no protection offered for when severe weather decided to make its name for itself. They sat susceptible to whatever the universe threw at them.

“No, you know here a lot better than that.” Another dreaded step.

“Olivia? She’s actually-.” An emergency plan began forming in your head, the large red button that had appeared in the back of your mind when you had broken up with Trent had been pressed.

“Do I know her?”

His voice was more angelic than you had ever heard before, the shadow his figure casted against the man in front of you causing a small lack in vision.

Ben turned around to meet him face to face, taking away your access to see what was happening on his overly expressive face. His shoulders seemed to tense, his back straightening as though he was becoming prey.

“I’m just going to go. I’ll see you inside y/n?” His voice was frigid as the words that he spoke seemed to crumble upon meeting with the harsh gaze that welcomed them once they exited their safehouse. You felt a soft pang of guilt ripple throughout your body as you stood there, unable to do anything but send him a sorrowful smile as he made his long-awaited exit.

Trent was soon filling his empty space, leaving you with no chance to escape from him in the same way. A soft flurry of smoke felt over his lips. The suit he was wearing was warm, brandished with deep cologne that seemed to climb up your figure, lacking any effort in doing so. The few buttons that were originally sculpted to cover the first part of his chest were left undone, showing off the golden chain he had placed around his neck.

“I thought that you might be out here.” His response rolled from his lips as if it were a part of the trickling wind passing by.

Nodding your head, you didn’t bother to speak your response. Though the situation you had previously found yourself in was bad enough, this surpassed it very quickly. One thing was certain for today, the world was not spinning in your favour.

The world fell quiet again, immersing you in a void of silence that was so strong it began to shake your body. With Trent standing next you, his broad figure looking so lost amongst the mixture of trees going on behind him, it was becoming increasingly hard to think.

“I’ve been wanting to speak to you as well. But he can’t seem to leave your side.”

A scoff fell past your lips, the wind quick to snatch it from in front of you and run away with it.

“I can’t do this today.” You responded in a hardly audible whisper, using it as an excuse to excuse yourself yet again. Trent was quick to react to your movements, his fingertips offering you the warmth you had been craving. The world stopped without delay; you await a reasonable response, but nothing appeared.

His knuckles wrapped so tightly it caused a bleed of a ghastly white to flush across them. Trent’s lip parted, preparing themselves to say something that would stop you from leaving him but the only thing that slipped past them was a loud sigh.

“I was beginning to think the two of you were together.” He finally admitted, his shoulders slumping in a makeshift relief.

You rolled your eyes, taking a millimetre of a step back just to feel as though you had put any form of distance between the two of you, “That’s none of your business. Not anymore.”

The lingering space between you disappeared within seconds, his head leaning in to seal the deal.

“I wish it still was.” Trent’s words were fast to process in her mind, his lips practically kissing your ear every time he spoke from closeness, the warmth that exited with every letter crawling down you.

Exhaling a deep breath, your eyes brought themselves upwards to stare at the sky. His presence was enough to start a civil war within you. The two sides argued relentlessly as to whether you should let him back in. Both failed the simple task that was giving a reasonable argument for their actions which consequently left you in a vulnerable situation.

Every muscle in your body came together in full cooperation to lift your arms up to move him away from you and even then, they fell flat against his hardened chest. It was such a small action, one that to most would mean nothing. But to him, to him it gave him every ounce of permission that he was asking for.

His lips were gentle across your collarbone, a stepping stone to getting you right where he would want you. You could feel him smirk against your skin as your head lulled to the side to make sure he had full access.

“Okay, I would find it much better if we were to talk.” Seemingly coming to your senses, you watched as he looked up towards you with the most convincing puppy eyes you had ever caught sight of.

Trent didn’t move whilst he watched you, a playful glint catching onto the moonlight, “What if I don’t want to talk anymore?”

“That would be perfect because I don’t want too either.”

[namearentfunfr]

jeff blim's hatchetfield characters as different eras of his hair

legends have it rim tim himself possessed me to make this post. anyway this will only include characters in my jeff blim family tree, so like trent monroe and some background characters arent gonna be there

1. Mr Ken Davidson

this fuckin hairstyle jeff rocked in S.W.A.T lives rent free in my head

mr davidson is like, 50< in my mind. he might be balding, in which case we dont really have a hairstyle for him. but i stumbled upon this one and i just felt like itd fit him a lot

2. Sam Sweetly

no idea where i got this image from ngl. just google ig??

anyway, sam's hair is long and well taken care of. he needs to look hot so zoey would fuck him after all. this hairstyle is kinda slicked back?? idk probably so he can chase criminals and then run his hand through his hair prettily

i just think hes like, down bad

3. General John MacNamara

just his hairstyle, but in tgwdlm

this ponytail. THIS FUCKING PONYTAIL BROKE ME. he looks good while also staying practical, unlike a certain cop we talked about earlier

4. Barry Swift/The Man In A Hurry

jeff's ruffled hair from the trail to oregon

our first bit change everyone. i believe barry cut his hair pretty short so thered be less maintenance required, but then became too busy to cut it again once its grown out a little. also kinda ruffled because hes in too much of a hurry to yk, take good care of it

5. The Coffee Jerk

jeff's hair from ttto, except less ruffled

cj and miah are brothers but they keep getting mistaken for each other because of the hair. they both dont wanna change their hair (the entire jeff blim family likes to look pretty, w/ the exception of miah and hidgens), so theyll just have to make do. less messy than miah because he isnt in a hurry thank god

6. The Principal

this bun he had in 911

i just think jeff looks neat with a bun or tied up hair alright?

there are more to come but i ran out of images so uh, part 2 coming soon?

[niftynellie]

• I’ll Wear It Forever •

Pairings: Trent Alexander-Arnold x Mum!reader

Warnings: brief mention of absent father, Fluff

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“I wanna push” Daisy, your four year old daughter whined as she rocked back and fourth in the trolley seat. You stood back up from grabbing some pasta from the bottom shelf. “Not today baby, we’ve gotta be quick so we can go home and get ready for dinner” you explained starting to push the trolley.

The two of you were on a tight schedule, you’d agreed to have dinner with Trent that night but with you being so busy recently you hadn’t had much time to do the food shop for the week until that afternoon. You knew you had to be out of the shop in at least thirty minutes if you were going to make it back home in time to get ready, but your daughter seemed to not really understand that point.

“Is Trent coming?” She asked drumming her little fingers against the handle, “mmhmm” you nodded reaching up for some sauce. She smiled, Daisy had met Trent quite a few times once before you started dating and a couple times after, you’d been trying to ease her into your new relationship slowly as for the four years she’d been alive it had only ever been you and her, you didn’t want to rush her into anything when you and Trent started dating a few months back. At first you weren’t sure how she would take the this new person being around more and more, but the usually stubborn little girl had warmed to the Liverpool player rather quickly.

Daisy sat quietly for a couple minutes as you managed to finish grabbing the last few things you needed. Until she started rambling on about which dress she wanted wear and how she wanted you to do her hair once you were home. You nodded and agreed to everything she said, although you weren’t really listening as you weaved through all the people clogging up the aisle. coming to a stop at the end of the aisle realising the line for the checkouts had stretched further back.

“Mummy we need this” Daisy said, her small hand reaching out to the shelf beside her trying to grab at something. You looked over at what she was trying to get and saw that it was a two pack of smiley face bracelets. “Dais’ you have enough bracelets at home” you denied smiling at her as you poked the three bracelets she already had displayed on her wrist. “Not for me” she groaned, trying to stretch further to grab the packet “for Trent, he needs”

Your heart squealed a little, there was no way you couldn’t give in to her in that moment. Daisy always found a way to exploit your soft side, and her love for Trent was the weakest point of that. “Okay, we’ll get them and you can give him one tonight. Yeah?” You reached over and helped her grab the packet and she smiled giddily. “Yeah”

+++

A couple hours later, you’d parked the car beside the restaurant where Trent waited inside. You helped Daisy out of the car hoisting her up onto your hip.

Inside the restaurant was busy, you walked in and tried to look around to spot where he was sat but with the dim lighting that was proving difficult. Until you felt Daisy wriggle from your grip and squeal, “Trent” she dropped to the floor and pointed you followed her steps and quickly saw where she was heading a smile growing on your face as you met his gaze.

“Hey Munch” Trent greeted getting up out of his seat and kneeling catching the little girl in a hug as she ran straight into him. He stood up holding Daisy as you were right behind her, he leant over and kissed you only to have your faces pushed apart by Daisy “yuck” she grumbled making both you and Trent laugh. “Oi let me kiss your mum in peace little lady” He teased poking the four year olds cheeks as she shook her head.

Trent put Daisy down giving you one last kiss “Hi babe” he mumbled hugging you sweetly before the three of you got back into the booth he had previously been sat in, Daisy adamant she wanted to sit next to Trent. So you sat opposite the pair though Trent made sure to hook his leg around yours under the table so you didn’t feel left out.

Daisy climbed onto Trent’s lap, making herself comfortable as she rooted around in her jacket pockets looking for the bracelet you’d gotten earlier. “Whatcha looking for munch?” Trent asked his conversation with you about his last game being put on pause. “Got you a present” she said as she finally found what she was looking for, Trent gave you a confused look but you simply smiled back resting your chin on your hands.

She opened the palm of her hand and showed Trent the bracelet, he smiled as wide as you’ve ever seen him glancing between you and your daughter “for me?” Daisy nodded shoving it towards him. He carefully took it, pulling it onto his wrist admiring it. “I love it munch” he said pulling Daisy into a hug. She giggled and you swore your heart did at least forty flips in a couple seconds.

“Look we match” Daisy explained as Trent’s hold on her loosened she held up her wrist he gently held it to look. “You have to wear it if we’re friends” she said firmly her hopeful eyes looking up at him. He nodded understanding, before his eyes looked to you with a glint of something more than just pure happiness. “Then I’ll wear it forever” he said eyes not leaving yours, he held his pinky up to the small girl and she wrapped hers around his.

“Promise”

[youshouldhavepaidattentiondad]

Loved Sweetly: Chapter 6

Ao3

"Well, here we are!" Charlotte announces cheerfully as Sam parks the car in the driveway in front of their house.

Trent frowns, titling down his sunglasses. "Aren't guest houses usually in the back of the property?"

Blinking, Sam glances towards the backseat. "Kid, there is no guest house. This is where we live."

"Really?" Trent asks incredulously. "But it's so small. It's like a dollhouse." He unbuckles his seatbelt before climbing out.

Sam waits until the back door closes to mutter "what the fuck" under his breath.

"Baby steps," Charlotte reminds him before getting out as well.

A heavy sigh escapes Sam. He pops the trunk and joins them outside.

Once they unload Trent's suitcase and the shopping bags, they head up the walkway.

"So this is the living room," Charlotte says as they enter the house.

Trent glances around as he pulls off his sunglasses. He doesn't say anything as he follows her to a small hallway.

"That's mine and Sam's room," Charlotte tells him, pointing to the right. "That's the bathroom." She walks to the door at the end of the left side of the hall. "And this is your room!"

She opens the door. It's a modest room, with a double bed, a small desk, and a dresser. They file in, Sam moving to set the suitcase on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Trent drops the shopping bags on the bed before setting his aviators on the nightstand. His eyes stay down, not looking at either of the adults.

"You want some space, kid?" Sam asks.

"...yeah," Trent finally answers.

Charlotte pats his shoulder. "Okay. Just let us know if you need anything, alright?" She waits for him to nod before taking Sam's hand, leading him out of the room.

They end up in the kitchen. Charlotte sits on the counter while Sam leans back against the fridge.

"So what do we need to do?" Sam asks as he pulls off his sunglasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Let's see…" Charlotte hums thoughtfully, fidgeting with the sleeve of her sweater. "We need to enroll him at Hatchetfield Middle School. We can't afford the private school the Monroes were sending him to."

"Right." Sam nods. He can only imagine how well that's going to go. "Need to get him on our insurance too."

Silence fills the air between them as they both try to think of what to say next. Charlotte continues fiddling with her sleeve as Sam stares up at the ceiling.

The faucet drips into the sink, the 'tink' of water against metal practically deafening in the quiet.

"...how the hell are we gonna do this, Char?" Sam asks, not for the first time. "We don't know anything about raising a kid."

Charlotte sighs, forcing herself to look at her husband. "I don't know," she admits. "Maybe we can both take some time off work to help adjust to… all of this."

He runs a hand back through his hair. "Yeah… yeah that's a good idea." He bites the inside of his cheek, hesitating. "Hey, Char-"

Before he can finish the thought, Trent walks into the kitchen, carrying a tortoiseshell cat in his arms.

"Oh! I see you met Bas," Charlotte comments as she slides down from the counter. "It looks like she likes you!"

Trent glances down at the purring cat in his arms. "Bas?"

Smiling, Charlotte says, "It's short for-"

"Bastard," Sam interrupts with a grin.

"Sam!" Charlotte gasps, reaching back to smack his arm.

Laughing, Sam rubs the spot where he was just hit. "What, she is!"

Bas meows loudly, turning her large green eyes on Sam.

"Oh, you know you are," Sam retorts, looking at the cat seriously. "You're just acting all nice and sweet because there's someone new in the house.

As Bas gives another meow of protest, Charlotte rolls her eyes fondly, as though she's seen this exchange many times. "Her name is actually Princess Basilette, but we call her Bas for short."

Stroking the top of Bas' head, Trent looks down at her almost curiously. "...we were never allowed to have pets. Mrs. Monroe didn't like animals."

Sam and Charlotte exchange glances. "Well, you have one now," Sam tells him, "Do you like her?"

"Yeah," Trent confirms before adding, "She's really soft."

"She's also a huge cuddlebug," Charlotte informs him. She moves over to Trent's side, brushing the hair out of his face. "We got her a couple years ago-"

As she tells the story, Sam watches the two of them with a small smile. He knows this is the calm before the storm. He can feel it in his bones.

But he'll take this moment as a victory.

[raspberrysmoon]

I CURSE THE DAY - THE MASTERPOST!

KEY- Wiggly, Webby, Tinky, Nibbly, Blinky, Pokey. Dead, no alignment.

OVERALL TUMBLR POSTS-

explanatory post

explanatory post

one

two

three

AO3 LINKS-

I'VE LOST ALL AMBITION, FOR WORDLY ACCLAIM

THERE'S FEES FOR YOUR MOURNERS

NO APOLOGY, I REQUEST MISERY

SHAMELESSLY SPOILS THE END

VIBRANT TRUTH

I CURSE THE DAY (the first fic!)

I'VE GROWN TIRED OF MY SLEEP

AND I'M ASKING WHY, LORD?

TRY EATING SOMEONE ELSE FOR A CHANGE

CHARACTER TUMBLR POSTS-

BECKY BARNES, BECKY BARNES

LINDA MONROE

MARK CHASITY

KAREN CHASITY

GRACE CHASITY

SHEILA YOUNG, SHEILA YOUNG

PETER SPANKOFFSKI

TED SPANKOFFSKI

STEPHANIE LAUTER

THE HOMELESS MAN

DOUGLAS KEANE

DOUG JAMESON

DOUGLAS JAMESON

DUKE KEANE

HOLLY CROSS

WILBUR CROSS

UNCLE WILEY

MISS HOLLOWAY

JERRY

JERI

JOHN MACNAMARA

HANNAH FOSTER

ETHAN GREEN

TOM HOUSTON

TIM HOUSTON

JANE PERKINS

EDDIE CHIPLUCKY

ALICE WOODWARD

DEB REYNOLDS

RUTH FLEMING

RICHIE LIPSCHITZ

CAITLYN SMITH

BROOKE TESSBURGER

ZOEY CHAMBERS

SAM SWEETLY

CHARLOTTE SWEETLY

KAI DREW, KAI DREW

MAX JÄGERMAN

TREVOR JACKSON

PJ

REESE

ASK GAME ANSWERS-

Zoey Chambers- ⚔️❤️

Zach Chambers- ⚔️❤️

Ted Spankoffski- ⏳🎤🪤

Duke Keane- ⚔️

Jeri- 🎤

Kai Drew- ⚡️🌺🌑⏳🌧️⚔️🪤🎤❤️

agatha waylon

alex bailey

alice woodward

barry swift

becky barnes

benji oliver

bill woodward

blake shapiro

bob metzger

brenda madden

brooke tessburger

bruno harper-watts

caitlyn smith

carl metzger

charles coven

charlotte sweetly

dan reynolds

daniel laine

deb reynolds

donna daggit

doug jameson

doug keane

duke keane

ed larson

eddie chiplucky

eliza tessburger

emma perkins

ethan green

florence schaffer

frank pricely

gabe oliver

gary goldstein

gerald monroe

grace chasity

hank -

hannah foster

harmony jones

henry hidgens

holly cross

jane perkins

jason jepson

jenny peterson

jeri -

jerry -

john macnamara

jordan monroe

kale -

karen chasity

ken davidson

kimberly mulberry

kyle clauger

lars metzger

lex foster

linda monroe

louie metzger

mark chasity

mary clarke

matilda waylon

max jägerman

melissa campbell

miss holloway

noah reid

nora beanie

pamala foster

patricia johnson

paul matthews

pete spankoffski

reese miller

richie lipschitz

river monroe

roman murray

ruth fleming

sam sweetly

seaton monroe

sheila young

sherman young

solomon lauter

sophia -

stacy baker

steph lauter

sylvia miller

ted spankoffski

tim houston

todd addams

tom houston

tony green

trent monroe

trevor jackson

uncle wiley

wilbur cross

xander lee

zach chambers

zoey chambers

[brokecorviknight]

Hatchetfield Pokémon AU - Partner List:

Main Characters:

TGWDLM:

Paul Matthews - Exploud

Emma Perkins - Porygon

BF:

Tom Houston - Donphan

Becky Barnes - Comfey

Lex Foster - Zigzagoon (Cressellia is also here)

Hannah Foster - Mew

NPMD:

Pete Spankoffski - Stoutland

Steph Lauter - Luxray

Grace Chasity - Hatterene

Max Jägerman - Passimian

LIB:

Wiggly (Wiggog Y’rath) / Wendell (Dark/Psychic)

Nibbly (Nibblenephim) / Nicky (Dark/Psychic)

Pokey (Pokotho) / Porter (Dark/Psychic)

Blinky (Bliklotep) / Blaine (Dark/Psychic)

Tinky (T’noy Karaxis) / Theo (Theodore) (Dark/Psychic)

Webby (Queen in White) / Wendy (Psychic/Dark)

Important Characters:

TGWDLM:

Ted Spankoffski - Volcarona

Bill Woodward - Leavanny

Alice Woodward - Skitty

Prof. Henry Hidgens - Liligant

Gen. John MacNamara - Genesect

BF:

Ethan Greene - Cyclizar

Linda Monroe - Vespiqueen

Tim Houston - Cubone

NPMD:

Richie Lipschitz - Gallade

Ruth Fleming - Sprigatito

Solomon Lauter - Honchkrow

Detective Shapiro - Pikachu

NT:

Henry (Fake Prof. Henry Hidgens) - Mimikyu

Lucy Stockworth - Gholdengo

Wooly-Foot - Galrian Darmanitan

Konk (Ted Spankoffski) - Darmanitan

Pryce Perkins (Paul Matthews 23) - Ditto

Emilia Matthews (Emma Perkins Android) - MissingNo

Time Bastard / Homeless Man (Ted Spankoffski) - Iron Moth and Slither Wing

Jane Houston (Perkins) - Revaroom

Miss Holloway - Hypno

Duke Keane - Snorlax

Gerald Monroe - Vivallon

Perky (Emma Perkins) - Aribolva

Ziggy - Shiftry

Jeri - Nidoqueen

Jerry - Nidoking

Lumber Axe (Lil’ Jerry) - Witchwood Haxorus

Shelia Young - Froslass

Rose - Toxtricity

Melissa - Meowstick (Female)

Puss - Espeon

Named Characters:

TGWDLM:

Greenpeace girl / Harmony Jones - Shaymin

Ken Davidson - Grumpig

Charlotte Sweetly - Oinkalogne

Sam Sweetly - Braviary

Nora - Minccino

Zoey Chambers - Alcreamie

Deb - Liepard

BF:

Frank Pricely - Sableye

Sherman Young - Salazzle

Gary Goldstein - Meowth

Uncle Wiley / Wilbur Cross - Tentacruel

Man in a Hurry / Barry Swift - Yanmega

Dude with Peanut - Pachirisu (Peanut)

Xander Lee - Empoleon

President - Unfezant (Male)

NPMD:

Mark Chasity - Flapple

Karen Chasity - Appletun

Off. Bailey - Skarmory

Kyle - Chesnaught

Brenda - Oricorio (Electric)

Jason - Bastiodon

Caitlyn - Altaria

Ms. Mulberry- Audino

Ms. Tessburger - Corsola

Rudolph - Sawsbuck

Brook - Finneon

Trevor Lipschitz - Magcargo

NT:

Allison - Lanturn

Madame Iris - Reuniclus

Craig - Tropius

Barker - Coalossal

Rupert - Gigalith

Jonathan Brisby - Tyrantrum

Sylvia - Floatzel

Andy / Executive Kilgore - Aggron

Jenny - Milotic

Dan Reynolds - Karrablast

Donna Daggit - Shelmet

Tony Greene - Klingklang

Jacqueline Frost - Glaceon

Pamala Foster - Komala

Roman Murray - Morpeko

River Monroe - Combee (Male) or Teddyursa

Trent Monroe - Venomoth

Seaton Monroe - Ninjask

Jordan Monroe - Shuckle

Malone - Octillery

Hailey - Skuntank

Zach Chambers - Gogoat

Liz - Beartic

Judith - Butterfree

Martha - Clawitzer

Mary - Bibarel

Mima Chambers - Drampa

Bob Metzger - Witchwood Aegislash

Carl Metzger - Witchwood Doublade

Larz Metzger - Witchwood Doublade

Louie Metzger - Witchwood Honedge

Mary - Medichan

Noah - Furret

Gabe - Sudowoodo

Marco - Copperajah

Kale - Chatot

Thrash - Noivern

Skud - Rillaboom

Courtney - Zebstrika

Russ - Scovillain

Beth - Centiskorch

Eddie Chiplucky - Krookodile

Stopwatch / Daniel - Phantump

Spitfire / Sophia - Blaziken

Charles - Type: Null

Bruno - Pangoro

Otho - Flamigo

Freddie Biggs - Corviknight

Mina - Pyroar (Female)

Chrissy - Alolan Persian

Aubrey - Purugly

Teddy Bear - Mabosstiff

Jerrie - Golurk

Different Actors:

Hot Chocolate Boy (Peter Spankoffski) (TGWDLM) - Polteageist

Pete Spankoffski (AC) - Aromatisse

Prof. Henry Hidgens (HQ) - Jigglypuff

Prof. Henry Hidgens (WB) - Spinda

Max Jägerman (TGWDLM) - Cinderace

Ethan Greene (YJ) - Goodra

(I’ve been working on this for a few weeks. I thought it would be fun to share. Hope you all enjoy it)

[sydsaint]

Heel Trent is so damn sexy <3

Summary: The reader finds herself In a steamy situation while alone in the Callis family locker room with Trent.

You finally finish up taking care of some business for Don involving the Jackson brothers and decide to head back to the locker room.

The hallway his empty as you make your way back to the locker room, and you find it empty as well when you arrive, save for Don's newest addition to the team. Trent.

"Hey, Trent." You flash him a casual smile as you shut the door behind you. "Don and the boys already leave for that tag match?" You ask him.

You click the locker room door shut and wait for Trents reply. But it doesn't come. At least, certainly not in the way you were expecting.

You turn around and gasp when you find Trent right up on you. He stares down at you with that new intense look of his, and your heart skips a beat.

"Trent? What are you doi-mmf." You go at ask Trent what's wrong, but get off by a sudden kiss.

Trent crashes his lips to yours, his body pressing into your smaller frame. You are forced back until your back his the wall, your hands trapped against his firm chest.

Your heart races in your chest as you desperately reciprocate Trents heated kiss. A shiver runs up your spine when you feel his calloused hands grip your bare legs and slowly start to trail upwards.

"Trent." You mumble his name against his lips. "What are you doing?" You ask him, but Trent doesn't bother to reply. "Don and the guys. They could be back any time now." You try and warn him.

Trent and his new gruff persona captivated you from the moment he betrayed his former best friends and joined up with Don and the family. And coincidentally, Trent wasted almost no time in making it known that he was into you. But the two of you have been keeping these little redevous on the down low in order to avoid a headache with Callis.

"Shh." Trent pulls back for a second and presses his finger to your lips, subsequently dragging your bottom lip down playfully once he's silenced you. "They just barely left. We've got time, baby." He insists before crashing his lips back to your in a heated kiss.

You hook your arms around Trent's neck, complying with his need for attention. And his hands travel back down to your legs. But this time Trent's hands don't stop wandering upwards when they reach the hem of your skirt. You gasp when his hands slip behind your skirt and continue their accent. Trent's hand dances up your thigh until they reach the oh-so-enticing hemline of your lace underwear. Goosebumps litter your skin as you feel Trent's fingers trace the line of your underwear, teasing you so damn sweetly it's fucking criminal.

"Trent, please." You pant breathlessly. "Not here." You beg him, your free hand moving down to stop him.

Don finding out that you and Beretta have been sleeping together on your off time is one thing. But you're pretty sure you'd die of embarrassment if Don, or anyone from the team for that matter, caught you and Trent in the locker room like this.

Trent's hands stop moving and he pulls away from kissing you, his pupils dilated with lust. "Sorry, baby." He apologizes and removes his hands from under your skirt. "You just look so fucking sexy in this little skirt." He cups your face and kisses you again.

You wrap your arms around his neck again and kiss him back deeply. The man has got you so wrapped around his finger it's pathetic. Trent reaches downwards and hooks his arms around your legs, hauling you up into his arms. You let out a small gasp of surprise and have no choice but to wrap your legs around his waist to keep yourself from falling out of his grip.

Satisfied with his little trick, Trent turns around and walks both of you over to a chair where he sits down in it with you still on top of him.

"They'll be back soon," Trent admits, his hands wandering over your body. "Just one more kiss, baby. Then I'll leave you alone until tonight. Promise." He sets a hand on the small of your back and pushes you closer to him.

You lean down and kiss Trent again. The thought of letting him have what he wants crosses your mind. But the thought of getting caught overpowers Trent's spell on you.

The sound of the doorknob turning crackles through the room and you jump off of Trent at lightning speed. Trent grins, his hand grazing your ass as you climb off of him and situate yourself on the bench next to his chair.

The door swings open and Don steps inside the room with Ospreay, Hobbs, and Takeshita. He eyes you and Trent suspiciously but doesn't say anything.

"YN, you're back. Good." Don turns his attention solely on you. "I emailed you some stuff I need you to look at tonight." He informs you. "It's about Ospreays upcoming title match."

"Sure, Don." You nod and try to sound out of breath from your earlier activities.

You fetch your phone from your pocket and try to ignore Trents stupid smile being directed at you. It's still going to be a few hours before everyone heads back to the hotel. And you know that Trent is going to make sure you feel every agonizing second of it.

[footballerimaginess]

Eurovision

Eurovision fic, hope you all enjoyed watching it last night as I loved watching it. So I hope you enjoy this fic because it has been ages since I’ve wrote a fic this long. Feedback is welcome!  Word Count: 1,573  Liverpool were getting ready to host this year’s eurovision for Ukraine as they couldn’t host.  You had been the biggest eurovision fan for years, you would sit and listen to the music before the show came out so you’d get a feel for the songs. But with the contest only being yards away, you were just so excited. 

As you rushed home from work, feeling like you had been at work for what felt like an eternity.  Putting your key in the door, you immediately heard laughing.  “fuck sake” you muttered as you closed the door behind you, trying not to slam it.  “Oh hi, do you erm have a home or is this where you live now?” you sassily remarked as you saw the boys yet again, in the same position as they were when you arrived home from work the previous day.  “Hi babe, how has your day been? thanks for asking” Trent cockily replied.  “HA-fucking ha. but seriously do you live here now? I have seen you more this week than I’ve ever seen you” you laughed as you kissed Trent’s lips.  “No but we can move in if you are that desperate babe, only have to ask” Harvey smirked as you rolled your eyes at him as you kicked off your shoes.  “So why are you not coming on Saturday?” Harvey asked his fellow team mate.  “Couldn’t be asked mate, not my thing” Trent muttered as you turned to face him.  “What is happening Saturday?” you asked him as this was the first you was hearing about something happening on Saturday.  “We got invited to see the Eurovision, did he not tell you?” Curtis replied as you eyes widened as you turned to face Trent, moving your head so fast almost giving yourself whiplash.  “Wait a minute, you didn’t tell me you were invited? what is wrong with you ”you rolled your eyes as Trent shrugged, not entirely bothered.  “Can we still go?” you asked, hoping he’d get the hint that you desperately wanted to go.  “I mean we can go if you really want to, but I don’t want to” Trent shrugged once again as you pouted, using sad eyes at him.  “Urgh, don’t look at me like that” you sighed.  “Fine” he huffed again as he crossed his arms across his chest firmly.  “Yay thank you” you blushed as you left a kiss on his cheek.  “Good job I love you isn’t it” he laughed as you smiled sweetly at him as you got up.  “Well you didn’t even tell me about you even being invited, so I am still mad at you” you glared at him as the boys let out little laugh.  “I’ll leave you to do whatever you were doing, see ya boys” you waved before kissing them before you left the room.  - Eurovision day had arrived, you were absolutely buzzing and couldn’t wait to get to Liverpool Arena.  “How do I look?” you asked as you showed off your glittery outfit.  “Cute” he smiled, barely lifting his eyes from his phone.  “Oh okay, guess ya phone is more important” you rolled your eyes as you added some more lip gloss.  “Sorry” he put his phone down to look straight at you.  “You look absolutely beautiful, right are you ready?” he asked as he put his phone in his pocket as he took your hand gently.  “Yep, I’m just so excited” you squealed as you got into the car on the way to the venue.  There were so many people walking around, it was so busy with everyone in such bright colours which was so amazing to see.  “Oh my god, so many people” you gasped as you walked into the venue and were taken to your seats as you got into the box which was already filled with Liverpool players. Greeting them all, feeling nervous as there was lots of new people you’d never met before. But you felt a hand on your shoulder as Trent pulled you in for a cuddle.  You took your seats to get ready as the show was about to start, as Trent poured your wine out as you sipped on it.  “Ahh I am so excited” you squealed with Emilia as you posed for a photo with her.  “Poe Poe Poe Poe” you shouted as you jumped up and down on the spot.  “Nah that song is so catchy, did you like it?” you managed to get out through breaths as you were far too out of breath to be shouting.  “No” you rolled your eyes as Emilia jumped up and down.  “Edgar Allen Allen” you screamed again and again.  “Oh he is so adorable” you and Saffie cooed as she came to join the group as you leaned on the bars with excitement.  “God you three are awful” Kostas remarked, making you turn around sharply as you watched as Kostas ran off sharpish.  “Shut it you, Greece aren’t in it anyway” you sneakily remarked as he clutched his chest sarcastically. “That fucking hurt me, you know what” he sassily walked off as he stuck his middle finger up at the three of you.  You were now swaying as much as you could as the songs weren’t as great now, but when Cyprus came on the screen you all gasped loudly.  “We need to go to Cyprus if they are all that fucking fit” Saffie burst out as the boys immediately turned around as he watched the screen.  “Excuse me, we are here?” you laughed as you shrugged.  “And? what’s the point you are making?” you laughed as Trent put his hands on his hips as he watched on.  “I am allowed to say he is fit, great song too” you smirked.  “Cheeky one you are” he gently tapped your cheek as you blew him a kiss.  “God I need a sit down, I am exhausted already. This night is so fun” you smirked as you sat down on the chair.  “Oh my god- wait I have heard this song on TikTok, this is so good” you squealed as you ran back to the  “When the stars align then I'll be there“ you screamed out loud.  “No that song is awful” you cringed as you sipped your wine as you were now having a lull in the show, so you and the girls filmed some TikTok’s.  “Oh he is so fit too” you cooed at the Italian singer.  “Babeeee” Trent sighed  “Oh come on, you are fit too baby” you flirted with him as you kissed him on the lips.  “Good job I love you babe” Trent smirked as he started to enjoy the music even though it wasn’t his sort of music he still had a smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around your waist.  The rest of the night was fantastic, you and the girls were jumping up and down so much drinking your wine. Trying your best not to get too pissed.  “I am so happy I got to experience this with you, I know it’s not your thing and you are all moody. But I appreciate you saying yes just for me because I have had so much fun tonight” you turned to cuddle into Trent as he put his hands on your shoulders as he kissed your forehead gently as you took in the smell of his aftershave.  “I did enjoy it, I just don’t show it. But I had the best time with you” he kissed your lips as your lips turned into a smile.  “Cha Cha Cha Cha” you sung into Trent’s lips. “You are going to be singing that all week now aren’t you” he laughed as you were interrupted by the roaring sound of the United Kingdom’s act coming on.  “Instead I wrote a song 'Bout how you did me wrong I could've cried at home“ you screamed out as if you were going through a breakup yourself.  “You’d write a song about me if I dumped you wouldn’t you?” he questioned. 

“No never, I’d just take everything as mine” you shrugged.  “Hmm, good thing I won’t dump you anytime soon unless you keep singing in my ear I will be” he smirked as he kissed you again.  “You two are so clingy, so cute” the boys remarked.  “Awww” you laughed as you separated from one another as you felt shy now as eyes were on you.  There was now an interval as all the acts sang, you were starving after all that singing and dancing you were doing.  “The voting will take so long, I may have to have a nap” you laughed as you took some cute photos with Trent to remember this amazing moment.  The show resumed with a honour to Liverpool with Eurovision legends singing songs that were from Liverpool. “You’ll never walk aloneeeeeee” you swayed as you sang your heart out despite you sounding horrendous.  “yeah never sing again” you gasped at Trent’s remark.  “SWEDEN” you screamed as Sweden won the Eurovision.  “I am proud that I predicted that would happen, anyway. I am starving still” you laughed as you said goodbye to all the girls.  “Thank you for the best evening, I need the longest sleep I am so tired now” you let out a yawn.  “That is okay, I am so glad you enjoyed it” you nodded as he took your hand as you left the venue. 

[foreverisntenough]

- YOU’RE MINE -

Summary: While you daydreamed about his face an ocean apart, he had no idea what yours was about to do to him. With a twist of fate and the heat of summer, a new relationship would completely ransack his heart - Everyday heavy with the thought of one another, neither of you were going to let the unexpected love of your life go. You were going to be his, you were his, and you were going to stay his.

Warnings: This series will contain fluff, suggestive, smut love bombing, little sad, and kind of angst- not sure what else really… if i miss anything please lmk!

Note: I hope you like it! There will definitely be more parts (don’t know how many just yet though.)

INDEX

Chapter 12 - ‘You’re Mine’

You pushed the handle of his door, opening it to his big bedroom room, it felt like you were opening a door to a new world you were dying to be in with him, ideally one with no clothes. His room was calming, a lot of neutrals, it really suited him. You were excited to explore it… at a later time though, there was something else you needed to do right now. His body came to press into your back, fingers dragging over your shoulders, down your arms, then wrapping on your hips, gripping you tightly.

“You wanna borrow something to wear to bed?” He spoke softly, innocently, you knew it was a ruse but you wanted to play.

“Yeah, I want to get out of this.” You traced over your body with your own hands. “What do you want me to wear?” your hand then coming to intertwine with his, tilting your neck to the side giving him room to press his lips carefully and painstakingly slow on you. He guided you to step into his wardrobe. It essentially was another full sized room. If you weren’t so desperate right now you probably would’ve been ogling at the clothes and his careful organization. He placed you up against an island in the middle of the room, filled with items you’d want to comb through later. You turned around slowly pushing your back into the counter to watch his next move. Trent turned his back to you, walking away to open a drawer, then pulling his shirt off over his hand. His muscles flexed with his movement, his skin looked so soft, you just wanted to save the image of his strong arms tossing the t-shirt away.

“You’re so sexy T,” you whined, unable to hold in your desperation. While Trent slowly removed his top, you had quickly slipped your pants off impatiently enthusiastic to undress for him. When he did turn around, you stood adorn in his jersey with only lingerie underneath. His mouth gaped a little but he was swift to return to a more serious look. He walked over to you, placing his hands on the counter caging you in. You couldn’t get any words out. Trent’s hands moved slowly to cup your cheek more gently then you expected

“I missed you so much baby” he kissed you sweetly. You were so caught off guard by the switch that you were equally so when he had snapped back into aggression pulling away.

“You had this on all day?” He said lifting the jersey up, getting a glimpse at the black sheer set covered with little embroidered details. He pulled it tight in his fist.

“Mmhmm.” You hummed, he pulled you closer to him, now in between his legs, you had no room.

“So you wore this with my brothers..” you nodded, “at my game…” you nodded again, “in the fucking car with me…” a smirk started to form on your face at his tone. “Fucking laying on me in my house…in this?” He said with such fire behind his eyes, hands now feeling over the set, snapping the band of your panties against your skin. He moved his lips to your neck to bite on your sensitive skin guaranteed to bruise. “You gonna be a good girl and wear something like this to every game f’me?”

“Depends…” you managed some composure. “I’ll put one on next game, if you take this one off” your words dripping with lust. His hand moved off your lingerie and grabbed your face, kissing you deeply. You could feel your arousal leaking on your thigh. You wrapped your arms around him squeezing at his back muscles rippling. He trailed his hand down to your lace covered core intentionally grazing over your nipples in the process. His fingers pushed the soaked material aside.

“Wet already, baby? This all for me? Hmm?” Teasing you. His other hand coming to grab at the nape of your neck, pulling on your hair. You couldn’t stop releasing another moan. In a flash, he tore your panties off, definitely ripping the thin material. His fingers swiftly dragged through your wet folds before immediately plunging two directly inside you. You gasped at the insanely pleasurable intrusion.

“That feel good, baby? Do I make you feel good?” He asked his lips, ghosting over a developing love bite on your neck. When you didn’t respond, too lost in the feeling, he tugged at your hair again. “Huh?”

“Yeah huh” you could barely get the words out, quivering in front of him. “Fuck.. baby.. S-so so good.” Your eyes shutting in rapture at his pace. You couldn’t stop your body from involuntarily grinding against him.

“You missed me baby” He said so smug. “Fuck yourself on my fingers.” He commanded. You couldn’t stop yourself. He curled them further inside, finding your g spot fast, refusing to let up. You rode his fingers, your moans only getting louder when his thumb finger pressed harsh circles around your clit. You let out a soft cry as you rocked your hips onto his hand. Almost immediately you felt your orgasm come crashing over you. Your body shaking, if he wasn’t holding you, you would’ve collapsed.

“T” you whined his name, juices dripping down your legs and his hand, tears forming on your lash lines from the stimulation.

“That’s it baby” Trent slowly pulling his fingers from inside but still softly stroking though your folds. He kept you pressed against the counter, his lips still on your neck, he grabbed your ass and lifted you up to sit on the surface. The shock of the cold surface under you snapped you out of your haze and you greedily pulled at his joggers signaling to take them off. He did quick, revealing his incredible hard cock, already leaking pre cum. You were impatient and pulled him closer to your entrance. He was brash and filled you completely right away, unable to wait any longer. You took his whole length. You gasped at the way his cock stretched you out, not having felt his size in so long. Your arms scratched at his back as your legs wrapped tighter around his waist. Trent was being so rough and you were loving every second of it making up for lost time.

“Such a good girl, taking my cock so well,” he praised you. Slipping one of his hands to tightly grip your neck. You had never seen this side of him and it was driving you crazy.

He was fucking you stupid, your mind had gone completely blank, your vision blurred. He changed the angle lifting one of your legs hitting deeper causing you to bite down harshly on his shoulder. He moaned in pleasurable pain. His whole length repeatedly hit your g spot.

“Shit! Please, please don’t stop,” you begged him between heaving breaths. You sounded so pretty for him. And for him only.

“You like this, baby?” His struggled to get the words out when your walls tightened around him. “Fuck, you feel so good, you’re so fucking tight.”

“P-please tell me I’m a good girl for you,” you whined.You squeezed your eyes tight. You mind was complete mush with every stroke seeming to hit deeper, when he reached down to rub your sensitive clit.

“Such a good fucking girl for me, taking me so well.” His breathing getting heavier by the second, “Fuck, you’re my good girl, baby.” He hummed. Teary eyes looking up through your lashes to meet his. Your nails digging crescent shaped marks into his flesh as your body began to shake, toes curling around him and your moans bouncing off the room’s wall.

“You wanna cum f’me, beautiful? Be a good girl f’me.” He whispered in your ear. You could only manage a nod. Your body trembled as you squirted messily onto him and his cock. Pussy gushing around his thick girth in uncontrollable squirts. The release caused your body to shudder, your head falling into his neck, you were moaning his name senselessly.

“You’re so fucking perfect wearing my jersey. Making such a mess f’me. Tell me your mine. I wanna hear you say it.” His aggression came back demanding you tell him.

“I’m yours Trent, all yours. This pussy’s yours baby.” You babled overstimulated. Tears of ran down your cheeks. He’d never fucked you this hard before. His cock was soaked in your slick as he rolled his hips roughly into you.

“Fuck, fuck!” He cried out. “Baby I gotta cum. Fuck! Let me cum inside, please.” He was at his limit desperate to release. You could only nod again. His harsh movements came to a halt as he buried himself deeper inside you. Pumping you full with his cum while pressing his lips to yours the way he usually did. You both laid into each other's sweaty bodies, foreheads resting on the other.

“Get this off” Trent pulled his jersey off you. His arms coming back around your back, unclipping your bra, dropping both items to the floor. His hands stroked your back, you were practically shaking.

“C’mere beautiful” he cooed holding you tighter to his chest lifting you off the counter. Your feet were on the ground but you couldn’t stand on your own so he held you just the same. You were both completely naked now stuck together. He pressed a kiss to your temple.

“You okay, baby?” He whispered. You could only hum, your face pressed into the crook of his neck. You kissed at his skin lazily.

“You sure? Was I too rough? I’m not..I’ve …” Trent nervously and quietly stumbled around words. He hadn’t really been that physically aggressive like that with you yet. You both had bruises, bite marks, scratches. When Trent was rough with girls before he usually didn’t care too much about them but he needed to take care of you. You were his, he loved fucking you senseless but he also knew that he was falling for you and that this was different. He needed to make sure you were okay. You pulled your head off his chest slowly…

“I’m okay, T.” You giggled “I liked it, you treating me like that” you could hear him let out a sigh of relief. “Didn’t expect that in your wardrobe but I’m happy.” Continuing giggling a little delirious after the sex.

“Yeah?” He felt completely euphoric hearing the sound of your little laugh, your body against his, knowing you were happy. He was smug with himself. He pressed another kiss against your skin. Relishing the feeling of what just happened. “I wanna fuck you forever baby.” You hummed in agreement.

“Forever please” you tilted your head up pushing your lips out for a kiss.

You finally got back to the main room but remained naked, clung to him. Your arms draped around his neck. Your body pressed to his side as he walked.

“Gonna shower.” He told you his arm came up to grab at your hands around your neck.

“Mmm, can I come?” you tightened your hands against his skin not allowing him to pry them off. Your body pressing further into his.

“I assumed you were already,” he said, kissing your lips.

You barely could call it a shower, it was just another round. Your bodies refusing to part, only doing so to switch positions. Trent fucked you more gently now. This was so caring and loving in comparison. It was the literal opposite but you could never say you liked one or the other more. You were greedy and you wanted both. When you actually did manage to get clean and get out of the shower Trent carefully wrapped you in a towel, his arms quick to fall around you. He nuzzled his face into your neck. You two ended up naked again quickly but this time just making out laughing in between messing around.

“T, stop! You said giggling, running out of the bathroom trying to get away from him after he continually kept pinching your ass. Still no clothes involved, only wearing stupid childish smiles on your face, unable to take them off. He caught you quick; he was obviously faster than you.

“C’mere baby” his arms wrapping around you picking you up swinging your body like a rag doll. He placed kisses all over you sloppily, wet, messy exaggerating the ‘mwuah’ sound.

“Ew! Get off me!!” You squirmed in his arms, dramatically wiping your hand over your cheek to get his kisses drool off you. You weren’t trying very hard though.

“Nope” he said, popping the ‘p’ sound. You whined at another kiss too close to your eye.

“T!” Your hands now grabbing his cheeks to physically distance him from you. “Aren’t you tired!? What happened to sleep, knackered?” He laughed, putting you down, finally letting go. He fell back onto his bed sprawled out letting out a big sigh.

“Hmm?” You probed for him to answer you.

“Say it again.” He ignored your question and you were lost at his.

“Say what?” Placing your knees on either side of his body. You were straddling him now so he sat up with attention and anticipation.

“Knackered.. “ his hand waving at you to say it.

“Knackered” you repeated, a silly grin on your face but a furrowed brow.

“You say it funny.” He giggled hands coming to cupp your cheeks.

“I do not!” You were laughing but practically yelling in offense. Trent hushed you with his finger coming to your lips but you just bit at it. He had riled you up. You hadn’t felt this happy in so long.

“We have to be quiet.” He said now in a whisper. You just laughed.

“T… now you want to whisper?” Questioning him. You two had been literally fucking and fucking around loudly for hours. He rubbed his hand over his face. You poked at a dimple appearing in his smile.

“Yeah, okay… but we” he pulled you a little closer “we need to go to bed.” Placing a kiss on your forehead.

You got under the covers of his bed. After your long day, you were sure this was the comfiest bed you’ve ever been in.

“Mmm” you hummed, wiggling happily getting situated.

“Yeah?” He questioned your cute motion.

“Yeah, come here.” His eyes widened at you being the one to ask that. He giddily crawled into your arms pressing his face into your boobs. You could only smile. His arms wrapped completely around your frame. He rolled you two over so you were on top of him. He liked having you. You stayed there. Kissing down till your head was at his chest then you nestled in. One leg placed between his, raising the other to lay over him, bending at the knee. Your hand sprawled across his chest. You both stilled at the comfort. The giggles subsided into hums of contentment. He kissed the top of your head.

“I like being here.” You cooed.

“I like you being here” he replied immediately. “I l..like you.” He stuttered over the words, he knew it was more than ‘like.’

Your heart fluttered at the words. You couldn’t believe how happy you were. You’d never been this happy in your life. You remembered the night you questioned if he was getting off knowing you were a bit broken all before he gave you the best sex of your life. That wasn’t the point though… how would he have known you have had a difficult time. He couldn’t… he didn’t. It was just instinctual to protect you. Your mind went somewhere completely different from where you were physically. Trent’s warm hands stoked up your spine though and you snapped back to the present at the touch. This is where you were meant to be, with him, with your Trent.

“Ya know…You did so well tonight, T” you said sleepily into his chest

“Are you talking about my performance.. like during sex?” He said questioning you, pulling his body away from yours. You couldn’t hold back your laugh.

“No” you said, muddied in giggles. “But if you want me to.. 10/10” your thumb brushing over his plump perfect lips.

“No critiques?” He looked so happy with your rave review. You shook your head ‘no’ “okay… and on the pitch?” He was interested to know your thoughts.

“Well….” You dragged out the word.

“Actually…” he cut you off, starting to rethink his question.

“You are amazing, baby. 10/10 every time.”

“Okay you’re lying which I don’t like” you giggled at him and he yawned. His eyes looked completely drained. His breaths were so slow. Trent was running on pure adrenaline being back with you but he was starting to fade and you could tell.

“Baby” you cooed, “ go to sleep please.” Trying to slip off his body.

“Nah, nah, nah you’re staying right here” holding you tighter to his chest so you two slept just like that.

Your nail dragged over his tanned skin. It was slow, you were tired. You woke up pressed to Trent’s chest not knowing the time slightly confused from the jet lag. At first you were slow to pull your head up not to wake him but now you were purposely playing with him in hopes he would. Your finger lifted from his chest to his jaw drawing over the sharp line causing him to stir. When he finally acknowledged you with a hum you felt bad so you put your head back down on his chest. His hand sprawled on your low back trailed up your spine to grip the back of your neck gently, his thumb stroking your skin. His sleepy movement made you so weak. He wasn’t even awake and you were obsessed.

“Baby” Trent groaned eyes still closed.

“Hmm?” You hummed kissing all over his bare chest.

“No” he said it so coldly it actually made your heart stop. “C’mere, gimme a proper kiss” your heart began beating again. A soft smile took over your face, your hands gliding to cup his cheek. He still hadn’t opened his eyes. He had no expression on his face either. He just knew he wanted your lips on his. You kissed him softly your lips moving perfectly sleepily, your bodies heating up again.

“What time is it?” He said pulling away. It was crazy he was able to dip in and out of moments like that.

“I don’t know, baby” cooed, thumb stroking over his lips, still wanting more. You watched him outstretch his arm to grab his phone, he was so tired it looked like it was happening in slow motion. The bright screen had him squinting and flinching away from it. You couldn’t contain the small giggle.

“Nah, what time did we go to bed last night?” He asked like you were supposed to know and you weren’t in the same haze he was in. You told him you didn’t know and he groaned, pulling you closer and tighter into him. Nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, his facial hair tickled your skin

“Got literally… I think 2 hours of sleep” he groaned again muffled into your neck this time.

“I’m so sorry” you actually felt really guilty considering he had played a whole match last night in addition to your antics in his room that had your body exhausted.

“Don’t. I’ve never been more happy to have my body feel this tired… need to go get another water.” You looked at him with sad big eyes not wanting him to leave you causing him to giggle.

“I’ll be right back. Swear. Just downstairs” he kissed you, pulling you off his body. He sighed loudly, stretching his arms out sitting on the edge of the bed. He moved lazily and stiffly, getting up finally to throw on a pair of shorts that hung low on his hips. God, he was so hot.

“Mmm” you hummed with a smile painted on your face. Trent turned around to see you tucked into his bed. You looked small in the massive bed surrounded by all the pillows and blankets. Your hair was a little messy, your cheeks flushed, bruises on your skin from him scattered on your chest and neck.

“You’re perfect.” He cooed looking at you shaking his head before he walked out of the room. You just laid there snuggling into his sheets. The smell of him lingered, completely relaxing you lulling you back to sleep.

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Thank you for continuing reading! I know this one was a litter shorter but promise lengthier ones are coming. Let me know what you think as always. 🤍

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[devotioncrater]

despite ted being morose this ep, and despite the laughter police comment, ted still looked at trent so fondly and sweetly in that scene where trent was so anxious for ted to like the book. ted still had heart eyes for days. and trent's writing did make him laugh.

and laughter police wasn't anything to do with trent and trent's exuberance, really. ted's not really in a laughing place right now! and yet reading what trent wrote did bring ted to that place, even if in a smaller quantity than trent was hoping for. but, surely, that made it all the more special for it to have done so.

and ted let trent know that he did love it (maybe in part as apology, recognising how he dampened trent a little with his reaction). he didn't just like it, trent, he loved it, and it was great (and here's a face to make you smile and see how much). and that note also, indirectly or not, kind of let trent know that ted's kind of not okay...he can't accept all this credit...it's a hard time for him in general and it's also hard to read such praise for himself in general.

and I think trent was pretty okay and accepting and understanding and still very fond at ted, too, in that laughter police scene! not that I think he needs to tone himself down or to be told to. but he was agitated and ted kind of calmed him, in a way? it could be read as gentle. as partnership.

I dunno I kinda like seeing it as sweet and husbandy, and only that they're just in slightly different head spaces at that point, but still jive so well about it, really :') and I'm such a sucker for all the heart eyes that ted throws trent's way any time he does so, so I can't not be mushy watching that 🥹

(this absolutely isn't to discount anything you've said, only to hopefully help you smile at some positive!)

okay anon you honestly....are saving me here a little. genuinely thank you for this interpretation of this scene