#hawaii five-0 male!reader

[issdisgrace]

“What’s with the suit?” Danny asked.

“I was getting back from dinner when you called.”

“So who’d you take out?”

“What do we have on the vic so far?”

“Our vic is named………”

“The other night, who’d you take out?”

“That’s your important question.”

“Yep, so what pretty lady you take out this time?”

“One I didn’t take anyone out. I was taken out. Two, it wasn’t a lady.”

“Steve McGarrett, the chick magnet, doesn’t just like women, but also men. So liking guys a new thing or something?”

“Wow, I feel so supported, Danny. Thank you.”

“I didn’t mean it any bad way.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Your shit at being supportive. But to answer your question I’ve always liked guys just haven’t been one in a while that I’ve wanted to have anything more than a random hookup. But I got a good feeling about him and life has been better since I started going out with him a couple of months ago.”

“Before I die, I want to say I’m sorry I was a bit of an ass yesterday about the guy think.”

“Apologized accepted, but this isn’t the time. You're not going to die, med is a couple minutes out. You just got to hold on a little more, bud.”

“Hey love, I brought you a change of clothes and some food. Hows he doing.”

“Doctors said he should wake today or tomorrow.”

“Oh, you're awake. How are you feeling?”

“I feel like I’ve been shot for the hundredth time. Anyway, who are you?”

“Y/n. Steves boyfriend.”

“Oh.”

“Probably not what you expected, right?”

“I don’t know what I expected, but it’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you, too. Steve should be back soon sent him to go get lunch. He’s been here since you admitted.”

“That’s nice of him, least he could do for being the reason I got shot.”

“I guess.”

[sunny-mercya]

Coffee with Butter

Steve McGarrett x Male Reader

Fandom -> Hawaii Five-0

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Danny in his humble opinion of any sane human being, would forever continue with his complainants about Steves—absolutely weird and disgustingly—habit of putting a good chunk of Butter (once even salted) in the coffee.

I mean, who in their right mind does that—but than Danny remembers how Steve once told him, it's a Navy Seal thing and Danny agrees in honesty that this sounds about pretty right of being a truth—because Military and Navy people were just that weirdish in general—so really, whatever Steve put next into his coffee, Danny wouldn't be shocked anymore.

Danny could live—being accepting—with Steve to some extent degree, weird like antics and habits—but what Danny couldn't accept, was Steve teaching those habits to someone else—like you for example.

But here Danny was—in Steve and your kitchen, waiting for Steve to finish up whatever he's doing—watching with disbelief and slight horror, how you too put a chunk of butter in your coffee and stirring it around as if it was something normal, like sugar, to do.

»You should get divorced from Steve, [Nickname].« comment Danny, shaking his head in disappointment and wearily eyeing his own cup of coffee—wouldn't put it past Steve, who had made the pot of coffee to begin with, to have put butter in his cup as well.

»And oh, why?« you asked, looking at your friend in question with slight amusement—knowing well how Danny's friendly banter with Steve was and that he doesn't mean such words in seriousness.

»Simply because Steve is tainting you with his weird ass nonsense navy stuff.«

»Och, Danny,« you laughed, taking a sip from your cup.

With all the things Steve had unintentionally and intentionally already done—like forgetting anniversaries, standing you up on dates, prioritising his job (and these spontaneous missions of going into another country) most of the times over you—and Butter in Coffee is the line which Dannys draws and only valid argument to get a divorce from Steve?

Danny could be so silly sometimes, you mused—still finding it funny, even when Steve had gotten down and asked what joke he had missed.

~~~

»I told [Name] to get a divorce from you.«

Steve wonders why they always have such conversations—be either serious topics or the nonsensical one—(mostly) during a drive and than he remembers, he never actually put a mind of questioning to it anyway, because it always—ever since having Danny as his partner—had been like this.

»Why?« still Steve ask, wanting to know what he had done to make Danny say such things.

»Because, you have corrupted [Name] with your butter coffee nonsense.«

Steve chortled a cough, thought he didn't heard correctly what Danny just said, lips curling up in a smile nonetheless although.

»Danny. [Name] has sometimes pregnancy cravings, where my liking of butter in coffee is harmless.«

»[Name] is a male, but go on.«

Steve retells gladly about your food cravings, which were so random in mixing and put together—that Steve had once voiced to let you get checked from the doctor, which had you made so upset that you didn't eat for almost a whole month.

There was that one time were you asked for chocolate pudding with tuna or chicken with gravy and ice cream or—which Steve had sadly the unluckiest luck to have a bit from it—peppermint jello pudding with sour cream, mustard and cornflakes.

»Valid points and I admit, your coffee with butter sounds indeed saner, but [Name] still should divorce you.«

Steve didn't reply, lips laced with amusement and still curled up in a smile—shaking his head at his friend.

~~~

When Steve has gotten home, later than he had planned, he was surprised to see you still awake on the couch—dressed in pyjamas, he never had seen before, watching television and snacking on some cookies.

»Are these pyjamas new?« Steve ask, pulling his pants off—throwing them onto the armchair.

»No, just never wore them till now.« shrugging your shoulders, eyeing Steve's bare lower half—having half a mind to remind to get naked in the bathroom and not in the middle of the living room, but you were still way too tired to do so.

»Did you stayed up just to wait for me?«

You shook your head, munching on your last cookie, but Steve saw the exhaust on your face and the sleepy expression—signs that you had been asleep before, only to wake up soon enough from nightmares and him not being near you.

Taking a seat next to you, Steve pulled you into his arms—hugging you close him and lips ghosting kisses over your face.

»Shouldn't have drink coffee with butter, although it does taste good...« you mumbled out into his chest, after Steve had stopped his kisses and picked you up—switching off the television with the remote—and carrying you upstairs to the bedroom.

Steve didn't voiced his question of why, but could pinpoint the answer to it as the butter had probably affected your sleep—which hadn't been the best over the past years at all—like most foods and your special cravings does, again.

Lying down with you in bed, cuddle up under the blankets, Steve continues to hold you close—humming a tune in low rumbling, till your eyes dropped close once more and were asleep.

[sweetandabitspycho]

Steve McGarrett x Reader

Summary: Saturday’s are supposed to be relaxing but not when a mission comes up.

Title: Not So Relaxing Saturday.

Warnings: probably just my bad writing.😂😂

Ps. Thank y'all for reading, sorry most of my stories are short and bad I'm trying to find my writing style so thanks for helping. Let me know what y'all think.🥰🤗😊

Tag list: @houseofflufff

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“Why on this beautiful earth are you leaving me?” I questioned Steve sleepy as he moved off the bed. He chuckled lightly before answering. “Well, beautiful it's 3:30 PM and I'm hungry.”

“Mmm, okay. Make me something? I'll love you forever if you do.” I said blowing him a kiss. “You wouldn't know what to do if I wasn't here.” he laughed walking out the door. I might have started at his bad, but hey, who wouldn't?

I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn’t I was hungry now. I moved Eddie’s big head off of my stomach and got up. I walked down the hall that's when I heard Steve talking to someone.

“Hi, love,” I said to Steve as I kissed his cheek. I turned to see it was Danny, Steve’s partner. He looked at me as if I was a ghost. I couldn't blame him.

“You are Danny, right?” I asked grabbing my cut of morning juice, Steve fixed it for me.

“Yeah, yeah I am. Who are you?” he said confused.

“I'm Steve’s partner, Y/n,” I said shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you,” he said smiling.

“So, the big bad no-lover Steve McGarrett has a lover!?” Danny practically screamed. Steve passed him an annoyed look.

“Yes. Now shut it.” He said kissing my head. “So, what are you doing here Danny?” I question as Steve handed me my favorite breakfast, Danny looked down. “I’m sorry to break up y’all’s Saturday, but we have a case.”

Steve let out an annoyed huff. “Sorry love.” He said kissing me. “But I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He hugged me.

“I’ll be okay. Me and Eddie will watch some tv. Don’t worry.” I said kissing his cheek. He walked to his room to change.

“Sorry to mess your day up,” Danny said. I shook my head. “It’s okay, I knew what I was getting into. Just try not to let him do stupid stuff,” I said laughing.

Danny laughed and shook his head. “I’ll try,” Steve yelled for Danny to get his ass up and a quick I love you to me.

[succulent-ghoul]

soft kisses

no im not ok i read angst and now i crave being held (idc if its ooc suck it up >:()

steve mcgarrett x male reader

a cold morning breeze hits you like a bag of bricks even through your pajamas you shiver. softly you make your way to the couch a warm drink in hand as you cuddle up in a blanket, your to caught up in the warmth of the drink to hear steve walking up to you. you jolt when you feel his hand on his shoulder, "good morning, sweetheart." steve mumbles between chuckles softly kissing your cheek before he plops himself next to you on the couch.

steve's naturally stern demeanor relaxed as he combs his fingers through your hair as you lean into him. "what are you doing up this early, anways pretty boy?" it takes a minute to register with how close you are to drifting back to sleep, "was cold, s'all." is all you manage to get out to wrapped up in the comfort to think much.

[crazyk-imagine]

Request Info

*Fics can take some time before they get written because I write when I have the time before and/ or after work. It takes times for me to write and edit fics before they can be posted, so please be patient. 

This does not mean that they are forgotten. 

Also, I may not be able to write all requests right away, but I will try my best to write them in a timely manner. 

*I’d be happy to try and write for a character I don’t currently write for

I have the right to accept or deny any request

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Types of fics I would be happy to write

AU’s which can be boxer, baseball, movie (ex: Cinderella for Wolfman from Top Gun), etc.

Genre (angst, fluff, comfort, etc.)

Can do specific reader (ex: plus size reader, insecure reader, fem reader, etc.) [would be up to trying to write male reader, never done it before but I would give it my all :)]

Things I will not write 

Alcoholism (excessive amounts of alcohol) 

Drug use (hard drugs: coke, heroin, etc) 

Dubcon/ noncon/ rape 

Anonymous NSFW/ Underage character NSFW

Self-harm (in any way)

Prompt List

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Who I write for 

Psych

Shawn Spencer

Carlton Lassitor

Teen Wolf

Theo Raeken

Scott McCall

Mieczyslaw "Stiles" Stilinski

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert

Tyler Lockwood

Alaric Saltzman

Enzo St. John

Katherine Pierce

Kai Parker

The Originals

Klaus Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Finn Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Hope Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Davina Claire

Marcel Gerard

Supernatural 

Dean Winchester

Gabriel the Archangel

Big Time Rush

James Diamond

Bridgerton

Anthony Bridgerton 

Benedict Bridgerton

King George

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Wednesday

Xavier Thorpe

Ted Lasso

Jamie Tartt

New Girl

Nick Miller

Winston Schmidt

Winston Bishop

One Tree Hill

Chris Keller 

Brooke Davis

Hawaii Five-0

Danny “Danno” Williams

One Piece

Vinsmoke “Blackleg” Sanji 

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Triple Frontier

Benny Miller

William “Ironhead” Miller

Francisco “Catfish” Morales

Santiago “Pope” Garcia

Newsies

Davey Jacobs

Jack Kelly

Spot Conlon

Eternals

Druig

Star Trek (Alternate Originals)

Montgoery “Scotty” Scott 

Leonard “Bones” McCoy

James T. Kirk

Top Gun + Top Gun: Maverick

Tom “Iceman” Kazinsky

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth)

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Natasha “Phoenix” Trace

Robert “Bob” Floyd

Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia

Footloose

Willard Hewitt

Ren McCormick (yet to be written)

Marvel and DC

Wade “Deadpool” Wilson 

James “Bucky” Barnes

The Chronicles of Narnia

Edmund Pevensie

Peter Pevensie (yet to be written)

Twilight

Paul Lahote 

Felix Volturi 

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If anyone has an idea for a fandom or character, they don’t see listed is welcome to send in some ideas and or suggestions.

[mochimichael]

Ig your fandoms is small?

Some. Supernatural is big and more half and half. Criminal minds is the same way, just a bit smaller. I can barely find a single male reader for Hawaii Five-0. I will take anything I can for Bones, even female or gn. CoD is big and I find a lot of both. Marvel is big but a lot of fem reader for the characters I like. I can't find any male reader for NCIS.

[thatfanficstuff]

Fantastic - Adam Noshimuri

Pairing: Adam Noshimuri x Male!Reader

Warnings: nope

A/N: Flirty and Fluffy

There was no question that Adam Noshimuri was devastated when his marriage to Kono fell apart. After everything they had gone through to be together, he couldn’t believe it was over. He’d made the decision to return to Hawaii because it was home, but more importantly because it was far away from the life Kono had made for herself without him noticing he was no longer a part of it.

Five-0 had pulled him from his drunken stupor, cleaned him up and put him to work. That turned out to be exactly what he needed. Something to keep his mind occupied. To keep him from sitting home alone night after night.

It took him longer than it should have to realize that his co-workers had a rotation of who was spending time with him, asking him to hang out after work hours. He hadn’t thought anything of the invitations. Five-0 had always been a tight knit group, more like a family than anything else. They tended to spend their free time together frequently.

One such invitation had brought him to where he was now, sitting at a table with you and Steve at a little bar you recommended near the beach. Steve grinned at the story you just finished before standing. “Well, it’s time for me to go,” he said while patting his pockets looking for the wallet he never seemed to have on him.

“I got it, boss,” you said after a moment with a shake of your head.

“Thanks. I’ll see you two tomorrow.” And a beat later he was gone leaving Adam alone with you.  

Adam ran his gaze along the line of your throat as you tilted your head back to take a long swallow of your beer. “I wonder how much money he’s saved by always having someone else pick up the check?” you asked once you’d sat the bottle down.

He huffed a laugh. “Oh, thousands at least.”

The two of you sat in companionable silence for a long moment. One of the things Adam liked most about you was that he never felt like he had to fill the silence. Just being near you brought him a sense of peace he had been missing for some time. He clenched his teeth and worked a muscle in his jaw. He wanted to spend time with you, but he didn’t want you to feel forced into it.

The day Adam realized he had feelings for you took him by surprise. Not because you were a man. He’d known he was bisexual since his late teens. He was surprised because he’d honestly thought he’d never feel that way again after Kono shattered his heart. The time he’d spent with you had gone a long way toward piecing it back together. That was the day he realized that it was no longer Kono that filled his every waking thought. It was you.

“I know what you’re doing, you know,” he finally said to break the quiet that had fallen between you.

You turned in surprise, eyebrows furrowed in question. “What?”

He nodded and sipped his beer. “All of you. I’ll grant you it took me a bit to figure it out. You guys have it down to a fine art.”

You were completely and utterly lost. “What in the hell are you talking about, Noshimuri?”

He gave you that smile that was almost a smirk that drove you crazy. “Inviting me out all the time. Hanging out after everyone else has gone.” He gestured to the table as he said the last. “I don’t need a babysitter anymore.”

You gave him a blank look. “I have no recollection of these events.”

He leaned back in his seat as he laughed. “I hope that’s not how you testify in court or we’re all screwed.”

A grin crossed your face. He didn’t laugh freely like that often and you were glad to be the one that caused it. “Seriously though. We stopped that ages ago.”

Adam arched a brow and gave you a look that clearly said he didn’t believe you.

You shrugged. “Once Steve figured out you weren’t going to drink yourself to death if we left you alone, he told us to stop. Now it’s just us being us.”

He licked his lips. “So why are you here then?”

“Um…I’m having a beer.” You lifted your bottle to emphasize your point.

He shook his head and pointed one finger at you. “No. You always stay longer than anyone else and try to get me to hang out with you if I’m going to be alone. You still feel the need to babysit me.”

“It’s not babysitting.” Your heart raced and your stomach churned with nerves. Were you really going to make this confession.

“What is it then?”

You sighed and laid a hand on top of his. “Sometimes you can be a little dense, Noshimuri.”

His brow furrowed in thought. You caught the moment he figured it out as his eyebrows lifted and his eyes went wide. “Oh.”

“Oh.” You pulled your hand away and gave him a cockeyed smile. Standing, you drained the last of your beer and tossed several bills on the table to cover the tab. “Have a good night, Adam. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He still seemed a little dazed as you left. You were lost in your own head berating yourself for revealing your interest in your friend. Work was going to be so awkward now. You pulled out your keys when you got to your car only to be stopped by a hand on your arm.

You turned in surprise to find Adam smiling at you. “I called your name like three times.”

Your cheeks heated as you shrugged. “I was thinking I guess.”

He stepped closer to you. “Thinking about what precisely?”

You swallowed past the lump in your throat. “Don’t remember.”

“Hmm. That’s too bad.” He moved even closer and you stepped back only to find yourself up against your car. Noticing your predicament, Adam smirked. He rested one hand on the side of your face and traced his thumb along your cheek bone. “Because I know exactly what I’ve been thinking about for months.”

Your eyes searched his looking for any dishonesty. “Months?”

He nodded once. “Months.” His free hand found your hip as he eliminated any space remaining between the two of you. His gaze darted down to your lips and back again. “Can I?”

Instead of answering, you leaned forward and pressed your lips to his. Tasting. Familiarizing. Memorizing the feel of him. His tongue traced your bottom lip and you gasped allowing him entrance. Your hands gripped his hips as your thumbs ran back and forth wishing there was bare skin beneath them. Finally, the two of you pulled away, both trying to catch your breath.

“Holy shit,” you said after a moment, your voice breathy in surprise and need.

That made him grin again. “Let me take you to dinner?”

You nodded. “I’d love that.”

He moved backward away from you. “Tomorrow?”

You mirrored his grin. “Tomorrow.”

He kept his gaze on you for another minute before turning around and walking away. You watched him until he reached his car when he sent one more look in your direction, that grin still on his face. This was going to be fantastic.

[imaginemalereader]

Requested by @shamelessloverhairdopainter​:  Imagine being Danny Williams's first boyfriend and always teasing him for how shy he is

XXX

“You know, Grace might be a monkey but you’re a little ‘opihi sometimes.” You teased Danny after he spent the last five minutes standing halfway behind you quietly while you talked to an old friend you had run into.

“I’m sorry, I’m a what?”

“’Opihi. They’re a little animal that clings to rocks at the beach. I’ll point some out to you some time.”

Danny grumbled a little and you laughed, squeezing his hand as you walked him back to the 5-0 headquarters. Sometimes you were surprised that he could be as shy as he seemed to you and be a detective. He talked to people all day for work but ask him to socialize off the clock and he would much rather spend his time doing anything but.

Not that you really minded of course. Getting to spend time with Danny was good enough for you, you didn’t need other people getting in the way of that.

He had admitted to you that, having been married before to a woman, he sometimes worried what people would think of him dating a man. While you couldn’t say you fully understood, that wasn’t your experience, you could empathize and do your best to support him. 

And yes, sometimes tease him about his shyness.

It did mean that you had to speak up more sometimes but you made sure to talk with him about it as much as possible, to know when he did want you to step up and when he preferred to either speak for himself or leave it quiet.

You walked inside with him and ran into Steve almost immediately.

“Ah [Y/N], howzit brother.” Steve greeted.

“Can’t complain. You?”

“Doing good. You taking good care of my partner?” If there was one person who looked out for Danny as much as you did, it was Steve. You also were probably on equal footing when it came to teasing him.

“I do my best. But you know how he can be.” Danny blushed at that and looked like he was going to speak up when Steve beat him to the punch.

“Which part? The stubbornness? Nit-picking? Overly cautious? Or-”

“Okay okay we get Mr. Navy SEAL. And you know, I’m not the only stubborn one here. You-”

“Danny.” You cut him off with a smile.

“I’m just saying that he can be difficult too.”

“Oh I’ve never denied that Danno.” Steve smirked. “Need you in 5 minutes, okay?”

Danny nodded and Steve headed into the conference room to let you and Danny finish your conversation before his lunch break ended.

“I’ll see you after work right?” You confirmed.

“Yes. I’ll bring dinner and we can have a quiet night in.”

“What? You don’t want to go out and meet lots of people and have a wild time?”

“You know you’re absolutely right. That sounds much more like my type of night.” He replied sarcastically.

“I know.” You smiled. You did that a lot around him. “Okay, quiet night in. Be safe today, yeah?”

“With Steve behind the wheel? We’ll see about that.”

“Do what you can. See you tonight ‘opihi.”

Danny blushed at what he figured was going to be a new nickname. But he did like it. If being an ‘opihi meant he was attached to you, well there were certainly worse places to be.

[prider-parker-imaginations]

Imagine being an openly gay Five-Oh member and jokingly asking Steve out on a date but, to your astonishment, he says yes.

“You know, we should go get coffee sometime,” your lips quirked in a crooked smirk, looking Steve up and down as he toweled himself off. “Or is a protein shake more your speed?”

“Yeah, actually, that sounds great.”

Your confident façade flickered and failed for a moment, “Seriously? You realize I mean like a date, right?” You narrowed your eyes, unable to help but wonder if he was playing some sort of prank on you. “Because if you’re messing with me, it’s not that funny.”

Steve laughed at your dumbfounded expression, “I know what you meant. And, yeah, I’d be down to give it a try.”

You blinked, still not sure you’d heard him correctly. “Wait, are you serious?” You hadn’t really expected him to say yes to your offer.

“Of course I am. How does Friday after work sound? We can go for coffee or drinks, maybe catch a movie.”

You stared, “I’m gonna be completely honest, I didn’t think I’d get this far so I’m kind of at a loss here. But, uh, yeah, I think that works?”

Steve grinned, “It’s a date.”

Gif Credit: Steve

[h50fics]

Miss Americana

by ikleesfiction

You met Williams-McGarrett family in Los Angeles and they introduced you to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Your boyfriend, Jay Halstead, doesn't know anything about this. Yet.

Words: 5610, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of Will you follow through if I fall for you?

Fandoms: Hawaii Five-0 (2010), Chicago PD (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Reader, Danny "Danno" Williams, Charles "Charlie" Williams Edwards, Steve McGarrett, Grace Williams, Jay Halstead, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Intelligence Unit (Chicago PD), Adam Ruzek, Kim Burgess, Hailey Upton, Kevin Atwater, Hank Voight

Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Jay Halstead/Reader

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Established Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Married Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Parents Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Fluff, bordering cheesy, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

via AO3 works tagged 'Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams' https://ift.tt/3EzH5V6

[sunny-mercya]

Climate Adjustment

Steve McGarrett x Male Reader

Fandom -> Hawaii Five 0

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Steve crouched in front of the couch, concern etched onto his face—a telltale sign is how he nibbles onto the left side of his lower lip—as he run his hand over your sweat coated, feverish, forehead and through your hair.

»How you feeling today? Any better?« asked Steve, laying the thin wool blanket—which had fallen off during your few hours of sleep—back over your, tugging you in a bit.

Even weeks later—when Steve had decided, discussing such big decisions with you of course first beforehand, to stay in Hawaii (his home country), after the funeral of his father and being offered a job as a Commander for a new special task force team—you still weren't adjusting well to the Hawaiian climate, being stuck in a constantly state of feeling sickly.

From nausea and stomach cramps, to muscle aches and feverish headaches and all the way to minimal blood in your urin—the list of symptoms you currently experience, more like suffering thru, wasn't a short termed diagnosis.

At first Steve believed it's just a one week thing—after all, Danny too didn't take the all Hawaiian Vibe well at first, but now his friend is only being huffy iffy about it—but after a week turned into a another and into third and fourth passing one, Steve begun to worry that it might be something much serious.

»...not so....good...« you mumbled out, barely glancing at your boyfriend, eyes too heavy riddled with clustering sleep.

»Alright. We're going to the doctor.« Steve sits you up—putting the blanket around your shivering body like a jacket—taking out his keys from the pockets, before picking you up and carrying you out of the house and into the car.

~~~•~~~

Steve had been halfway to the hospital—because he still hadn't found a main doctor to go to—when Danny called and telling him how his requirement is needed for stopping a bank hostage.

And Steve had half a mind to tell Danny off, that he couldn't come—because you and your health is priority right now—but Steve, here comes his Navy Sea characteristics, had to fulfil his job as well—a job to which he had sworn the Pledge of Allegiance to it, to protect and defend the country and its citizens from any harm.

So, Steve—albeit hesitantly and with a heavy sighed glance towards your exhausted, slumped, from in the passenger seat next to him—told Danny he's on his way.

»I'm sorry, [Nickname]. We're at the hospital soon, I just need to do a quick stop before. Promise it won't take long.« Steve placed his hand on your knee, giving it a gentle squeeze.

When Steve stepped out of the car—after making sure the windows are open, you having a bottle of water and still tucked in the blanket—Danny came jogging towards him, giving a update of the current situation as he puts on his bulletproof vest.

»Why did you bring [Name] along?« ask Danny, walking towards your side of the car and opening the door—wanting to give you a short greeting, only to see your sweaty and flushed face.

»Did you two had car sex?« it had been a serious legitimate question of Danny, when he saw your face and it had been the only conclusion as of why you looked like this—Steve expression crunched up into a disbelief of irritation, couldn't what stupidity he just heard from his partner.

»No. We didn't. [Name]'s sick, was just about to take him to the hospital, when you called.«

»Oh,« was all Danny could say, crouching down and patting your knee for attention, sending a small comforting smile your way—but just like with Steve before, you barely could give a glance back.

»Hey, [Nickname], we won't take long. Promise. You think you can hold out so long?« and when you nodded as a answer, Danny patted your knee again.

~~~•~~~

No one in Five-0 had thought, or more like calculated in, when one of the suspects runs out of the bank—that you're being taken as a hostage and with you being sick, you weren't able to possibly defend yourself.

Though they haven't to think about a way of getting you out of the hostage situation—as Steve, who had followed another suspect through a backdoor, had come out from a alley

Steve marched towards the suspect, looking murderous brooding—expression a furious sneer of anger—as he loomed, with his tall height, behind the man and takes the guy with one quick movement into a chokehold and Steve throws him over his shoulder, hard onto the ground.

You sagged to the ground like a stingless puppet, breathing heavily—face even more flushed than before—headache pounding into your skull and while you glanced up to the worried faces of Danny and Kono, you swore you saw their swirling twins.

Steve was at your side in a instant, heaving you up in his arms—asking the others if they could do the rest on their own and without even waiting for a answer, Steve brought you back to the car and starts driving with too much speed to the hospital.

~~~•~~~

»What did the Doctor said?« asks Danny, who had came to Steves home after they finished the case—wanting to check up on you as well, after all you're his friend—taking the bottle of beer, which Steve offers to him with a thanks.

»[Name]'s body isn't adapting to the sudden climate change as it should, which is the reason why he gotten so sick. Doctor gave me a prescription for some medication injections and [Name] should be getting better in two weeks.« Steve lets himself fall onto the couch.

»I hope so.« adds Steve after a minute of silence, taking another sip from his beer.

Even when coming back home and Steve carrying you upstairs to bed—the past weeks you had slept on the couch, hadn't the energy to even move yourself upstairs—you looked much worse than this morning, when Steve had decided to bring you to the doctor.

Steve had just injected you with a medicine dose—Doctor telling him it's easier this way than with pills or liquid medicine to drink—cooling down your feverish heated skin, with a cold washcloth, when Danny ringed the door and now he tells his partner about his worries.

»[Name] getting better, don't worry too much.«

And Steve really does hope so.

[bi-e-ne]

Monthly Reading List #May’18

Hello there!

Another month is gone and it’s about time again for my monthly recommendations! I really love to share these amazing stories from unbelievable talented writers with you! It’s always a blessing for me to collect it!

So, tomorrow is the day of the day: I’ll start my new job in a nearby hospital. I’m nervous and excited and just can’t wait because it’s damn time after three months of doing all but nothing!

Though, that’s not really true. I did something: I found out that I not only love to read fanfiction, but also write fanfiction on my own. But since I’m an absolute beginner in writing and furthermore English isn’t my first language, I’m struggling a bit.

So, I thought maybe I give a call to all these amazing readers and talented writers out there and maybe find one or the other I can tag and help me improve my writing? It doesn’t matter if you help me through reblogging, liking, feedbacks or even being a beta. Maybe you can challenge me with requests? I can use any help that is offered and I would really, really, really appreciate it! I mean, simple as it is, it’s learning by doing ;) But without being aware of my mistakes how should I improve then? I really hope to learn from all of you out there, because writing is really fun and even if I can’t see in the future and don’t now yet how my new job will influence my writing, I want to keep doing it!

But before I’m boring you, this is enough of me. Now enjoy the following list and cry, laugh and be happy with it like I was! Until next month ;)

Avengers

James ‘Bucky’ Barnes

A Second Chance Part 1 | tbc @acreativelydifferentlove

Assembling @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Attention! | We don’t talk anymore... | Dangerously. | How Long? | Done For Me- @221bshrlocked

Balconies and Libraries @acreativelydifferentlove

Bashful Creatures Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 @buckymcbuttfacebarnes

Bring it on! @prettyyoungtragedy

Bucky, the Vampire Slayer - Masterlist @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Coffee and Texts @bolontiku

Come Back to Me @until-theend-oftheline

Emotions Part 1 | Part 2 @buckimagines

Focused @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

“Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.” @oriona75

I`ll Always Be With You My Love @storiesofthefandomlovers

I Need You @theimpossibleg1rl

Jealous @buckybarnesxreader

Late Nights at the Office @after-avenging-hours

Lets Play @acreativelydifferentlove

Love is For Children Part 1 | Part 2 @sebseyesandbuckysthighs

Mean Girls @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Mixed Signals @captainrogerss

Moonlight Swim @moondancewrites

Now You’re Mine @theimpossibleg1rl 

Rehab Rewards Part 1 | Part 2 | tbc @teamcap4bucky

Romeo and Juliet Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | tbc @spidersholland

Safe House @acreativelydifferentlove

Save the Last Dance for Me @captainrogerss

Sharing Masterlist @promarvelfangirl

Spring Fever @acreativelydifferentlove

Sunshine & Motor Oil @erisjade

Talk Dirty to Me @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Tell Me How @jamie-leah

Thin Walls @jamie-leah

Trepidation Part 1 | Part 2 | tbc @cumonbucky

Unrequited @justsomebucky

What Did You Just Call Me? @cleolemonfanfiction

Wavy @papi-chulo-bucky

Steve Rogers

A Restless Night @221bshrlocked

Can We Save Us @captain-ariel-barnes

Cloudburst - Masterlist @samingtonwilson

Five Minutes with Steve @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse

Infatuated @sebastixnstxn

No More Apologies @4theluvofall

“Rescue” @bolontiku

Size Perfect @sarahp879

Surprise Welcome @until-theend-oftheline

The Boy From Brooklyn @captain-rogers-beard

Too Long @justreadingfics

“Trust me, I love you.” - Bumps and scrapes | Open wounds and Blood | Stitches and blood transfusions @prettyyoungtragedy

Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

jealous @flightofthefantasies

Lesson Learned @floatingpetals

Movie Night Part 1 | Part 2 @loveisfriendship

Two for One Master Post @captain-rogers-beard

Stucky

Bait With a Punch @until-theend-oftheline

Dreams Come True @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

It’s A Date @until-theend-oftheline

Just Enough Time @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

Morning after @prettyyoungtragedy

The White Palace Part 1 | Part 2 | tbc @angryschnauzer

Thor

Sparks Fly @acreativelydifferentlove

Winterhawk

464. @winterhawkkisses

“Here, let me.” @winterhawkkisses

What do they do when they can't sleep? @winterhawkkisses

Who gets overwhelmed by small acts of kindness? @winterhawkkisses

“You’re hurt” @clintbartonruinedmylife

Hawaii 5-0

Steve McGarrett

Daddy’s Girl @amarabliss

Things Fall Apart Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | tbc @amarabliss

Priest

Vascar

I’ll Be Gentle @bookcaseninja

Star Trek

Five minute ficlet @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse

James T. Kirk

Imagine Jim being nervous about your date @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy

Among My Stillness @outside-the-government

Plaid and Jeans @iguess-theyre-mymess

Student Loans - Masterlist @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

McKirk

Anything Like Me Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | tbc @pinkamour1588

Are you done sulking? @haveyouseenmymind

Diagnosis: Love @goingknowherewastaken

Don’t bite the hand…(That jerks you) @pinkamour1588

First Impressions are important @haveyouseenmymind

Little Things @pinkamour1588

Night Blues @haveyouseenmymind

Our Forbidden Love @jiminthestreets-bonesinthesheets

Plausible Attraction @goingknowherewastaken

Ten years @auduna-druitt

The Incident @haveyouseenmymind

Things you never said @southernbellestatues

things you said after you kissed me @lovelyleonard

Together @yallneedtrek

McKirk x OCs

Ready or Not Part One | Part Two | tbc @auduna-druitt

Supernatural

Fledgling Furor @crispychrissy

My Stack @crispychrissy

Sweet Karma @crispychrissy

Valentwins @crispychrissy

Castiel

Learning to Fly @crispychrissy

Dean Winchester

A Ruff Few Days @crispychrissy

First Day @crispychrissy

Just Me @crispychrissy

Magnolias in the Country @carryonmywaywardcaptain

Talk to Me @crispychrissy

Two Birds with One Song @crispychrissy

Sam Winchester

Actions and Words @crispychrissy

Crazy = Genius @crispychrissy

It’s Greek to Me @crispychrissy

Knife to Meet You @crispychrissy

One Wish @crispychrissy

Pitted @crispychrissy

Relieving Tension @crispychrissy

The Unexpected Guest @crispychrissy

The Bronze

Lance Tucker

Comfort @jbbmoved

Curves And Edges Masterlist @jaamesbbarnes

Dilemma @jaamesbbarnes

In His Eyes @cumonbucky

Jealousy @jaamesbbarnes

Mine @jaamesbbarnes

Not My Friends @jbbmoved

Office sex @jaamesbbarnes

Secret @jbbmoved

takes some time @theassetseyeliner

Wonder Woman

Steve Trevor

Imagine sharing a tent with Steve @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Crossing fandoms

Steve Rogers x Jim Kirk

Captain @iguess-theyre-mymess

Race @iguess-theyre-mymess

Monster @monstersandmaw

10 sentence drabbles

male werewolf x trans!guy

yautja x female reader

male grey alien x female reader

large male Minotaur x smol gem reader 

Big furry beast x gf (not present)

male naga x female reader

kelpie x female reader

drowsy and soft satyr x female reader

male gargoyle x male reader 

Female banshee x male reader

male centaur x male reader

mothman x nb reader

shark!merman x female reader

Stories

Merman x female reader

Hellhound

Shadow Monster Lover

Deaf Werewolf Part One | Part Two

Gargoyle x fem reader

Shadow

Slime boy x male reader

Deep sea merman x shallow water merman Part 1 | Part 2

Just a thought...  @strange-quiet-love

RPF

Christ Pratt

Wrong Number One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | tbc @i-dont-do-rpfs

Sebastian Stan

Cosa Nostra @senorita-stucky

You’re Perfect @buckyslongasshair

[sunny-mercya]

Rough Day

Steve McGarrett x Male Reader

Fandom -> Hawaii Five-0

Masterlist

A sinking feeling, which had settled into the deep pit of Steve's stomach—making it rumbling and twirling in an uncomfortable feeling, almost like vomit (and maybe it is it)—had settled free a greedy needing—none temptation with the sickly sweet mind alluring whispers—just desperate urgency, to drink as much Whiskey and Rum—and perhaps any other hard liquor in a big mixing—tonight, till Steve blacks out into an alcoholic poisoned coma.

Stepping into his house, Steve kicked his shoes off—not caring to put them onto the rack, how's he supposed to do and should—venturing into the kitchen, discarding his gun and badge—tossing them with carelessly onto the counter, creating a echoing thud—Steve racked through the cupboard for his special glas.

Sighing out a heavy breath, Steve goes into the living room—Television still on, meaning his husband still awake and Steve dreaded it to face you—crouching down to the small cabinet, clicking off the child-lock and taking out the best looking bottle.

Steve poured himself some Whiskey before stopping halfway and deciding to drink straight from the bottle instead.

Sitting here on the carpet floor, staring at the television—some drama and romance series being shown—and Steve thinks, while taking two more gulps of the heavy throat burning vanilla coated liquor, just how rough his job could be sometimes and just how cruel this world in reality is.

Sometimes Steve also wonders if he should even continue with what he does—the job he loves to do for living, to bring justice and arresting criminals—having thought about to maybe go into another field career of job, something more less dangerous and harmful—in both, psychical and mental ways—like being a teacher at the police academy or some office job perhaps.

But those fleeting thoughts of another career—to have a more peaceful life and not putting his family in any sort of endangerment—are always pushed back into the depths of mind, never starting to occur back again in his daily routine—till today.

Steve didn't know himself how deep he was in the clusters of his racing mind—like a hurricane through a highway—and how many bottles of Whiskey and Rum he drank—while watching without any focus those shows on the television—but when he heard your voice, glancing at your direction, Steve thought you're nothing but a hallucinations and came to the conclusion he did drank more than just above average amounts.

~~~

Coming down into the living room—after comforting your youngest son from a nightmare and then hopping quickly into the shower—you were surprised to see Steve sitting there, because he normally greets you when he comes home.

What also surprises you—and causes a spark of worry—were the empty bottles of Whiskey and Rum next to him and Steves unfocused gaze.

Of course Steve does drinks sometimes—one to three glasses—be it either of celebrations—because they solved a case or took down a high ranking criminal successfully—or when one of his days did get a bit rough, but never in such a excessive amount.

Taking the empty bottles and the half-full one from Steve hands—he does protest about it, grunting in a whine—you walked into the kitchen, throwing them into the trash—giving a short glance at the open laying gun, before resuming back to Steve.

Sitting down next to your husband, patting his knee for attention—Steve doesn't respond tho, gaze still drawn to the television or the space next to it.

»You okay Steve?« you asked and when Steve turned his head to you—eyes brimming, the minimal lights made it look like a glistening, with tears—whispering a „No.“ you knew something must've happened at work to make Steve greedily chucking down liquor.

Putting an arm around Steve, you pulled him into a hug—caressing your fingers through his short hair, humming a bit to yourself and moving his head so it's laying against your chest.

»You wanna talk about it?«

»Today was such a shit show. Fucking protected a Teenager, but turned out that asshole was a murder.« Steve voice shook with up flaring anger, clutching onto you—balling his hands into fists.

Steve still felt the heaviness of burning vanilla on his tongue, mouth a bit drying out by now—licking over his lips, inhaling your fresh shower scent—it's a mix between his own soap and yours—fumbling with his mind, before he starts to retell about his day.

»And then when I looked through all these photos of the children, which had went missing and being killed off, by the that monster I even protected at first and I just....just—« Steve stopped, his voice shaking with every breath he takes—inhaling deeply and slowly, wanting to slow down his marathon beating like heart. To no avail.

The first sobs racked through Steve body and you pulled him closer to you—kissing his forehead, telling him—in whispers, softly—that it is okay to let it all out and not to feel fine.

»It's okay, Steve, it's all okay. I'm here, I'm here love.«

Seeing Steve—your ever so strong husband and who's a reservist Navy Seal's Commanding Commander—breaking down, like crystal glass, shots a stinging throbbing through your heart as Steve is a man who had never cried.

It's your turn now, to giving him the most attentional care and support you could give him, being there for him—just like he had done the many times before to you.

»....And I just...just got flashes of our own children.....and it just hit me, so damn hard, that they could be become victims too.« Steve voice faded out, sobbing even more—body racking with shudders and Steve curls up onto your lap like a newborn child afraid of the unknown world.

You might couldn't relate to these experiences and situations Steve has to go through everyday as your aren't a Cop or anything else in that category of job—although Steve likes to say, more than often and still wondering if he meant it teasingly, that you were born and trained to kill—but you could understand his fears and the anxiety Steve currently feels.

You always fear for your children, parents always does—but you told yourself as long as Steve is out there, doing his job, they will be a little safer than before—but Steve himself was constantly confronted with such scenes of what's to be feared, pressures and pushed back anxieties bouldering upon his shoulder—so Steve breaking down, crumbling into a mess, was bound to happen at some point.

~~~

It was around early morning, sun started to rise up every so slowly, when could convince Steve to move into the bedroom—a beds much more comfortable than the carpet floor.

Laying in bed—you had tucked Steve into blankets, before going under them yourself—you had taken Steve once again into your arms, holding close—not wanting him to feel as if he's alone with his problems.

Steve had cried himself into sleep, exhaustion from yesterday sweeping within—face red and blotchy with tears.

Maybe you could convince Steve to stay in today, having a day of rest—minds off from the work and body relaxing from the tensions—Steve deserved one, needed it.

Grabbing your phone, you searched for Danny's number—sending him a quick SMS, knowing Danny wouldn't mind and even agreeing to your request.

And when Steve woke up—with tiredness still weighing in his limbs and eyes heavy with sleep—he wonders why you haven't woken him up yet, considering that is after lunch now.

Getting out of bed, he sees your sleeping form next to his now empty space and his youngest children all cramped next to you—apparently a stay inn day, Steve muses.

Steve lets you sleep, walking out of the room and down into the kitchen—noticing his older kids being at home too and lounging around in the living room.

»Hey, why you all home and not in school? Also, why didn't someone wake me?«

»Pa said to let you sleep, saying you need some day off and we're having two days of family time«

Steve only hummed, making his way back up stairs—the minimal throbbing headache was a reminding recall of what he did yesterday and Steve felt a good level of embarrassment about it.

Getting back into bed—because some more sleep sounds like a good idea—Steve carefully moves the kids around, wanting to cuddle with you—appreciating your thoughtful gesture.

And Steve felt the most happiest to have you.

[sunny-mercya]

Vows of Love

Steve McGarrett x Male Reader

Fandom -> Hawaii Five-0

Masterlist

Witnessing Steve McGarrett dancing—more like a waltzing, which resembles, of either a shaky baby deer or an trampling Elephant—through his office to another song of Elvis, was just a rare and unusual sight to experience—that it does causes a bit of concern, confusion and speculation throughout the Team.

The voice of Elvis—rich and deep, so lovely and mellow soft, like an Angel welcomes you into heaven—rung through the headquarters, not all too loud, but enough to hear the melody—which creates an ambiance of old nostalgic melancholy and feelings, oh so sweet, the heart suffers through love—and the bass echoing, chorusing like a symphony, through the building.

The team watches from the sidelines of the hallway, watching with disbelieving amusement the little show Steve presents—without seeming to realise or he simply doesn't care—to them.

It's just—as they all voiced their own opinions of theory, about why Steve is acting like this, like some lovesick fool—Elvis Presley and Steve McGarrett—who can be a scary man if required to be and whose the imagine of a strong tough guy—doesn't really match together, not when they all know Steve listen to way different genres of music.

And while they discussed their speculations under one another, Danny dropped the explanation—in his nonchalantly usual blunt mannerisms of yapping annoyance—that Steve was mere practicing some dancing for tonight as Steve wanted to ask you out for a dance—which had been long overdue—and finally having the guts to propose to you.

A unison of „what“ chorused through the hallways—with Tanis voice being the loudest and almost drowning out the voice of Elvis and potentially alerting Steve of their watching—as confusion crossed both the faces of Tani and Junior.

Both had thought—Junior especially as he lives with the McGarretts family after all—that [Name] and Steve are already married, after all they have a dog, a cat and children—adopted, but it's the principle which counts.

The still newest members—besides its being two years already of them being in the Squad—didn't know, like Danny—especially him, because Danny keep having discussions about this topic with Steve for 10 years now—or Adam or Lou, about the fact that besides Steve and you wearing Wed-Rings over years now and being obviously an married couple with Kids, Steve and you just never gotten official married.

So Danny—after Tani asked for some more background information—elaborates further, telling how Steve and you being a couple—way before he had meet the two of you—and during his first year on Hawaii, Danny nagged Steve to no end about his dumbness and drove him into what's as of current—a simple hawaiian ritual of marriage.

In the end, the others came to the agreement that it was—in this particular sense—Danny fault, which the man denies and keep insisting that's Steve at fault—because his friend is a dumbass.

~~~

Junior—whose a former Navy Seal and shouldn't really (at all) have any sorts of fears, concerns or doubts to feel, because Navy Seals are meant to be unbreakable and tough—cowers, with increasingly nervousness, under the look you giving him—this specific parental glance it was, which makes every child hesitantly.

Junior did tried to appease you with a small smile, to take away your growing irritation and slight forming frustration—because getting told by Steve via SMS, to meet up at Kamekona's Food court around lunch and then being stood up to the late hours of night—when you should be home with the kids, instead of letting the oldest keeping watch over the youngest—just to have the disappointment, in a sort of way, that Steve isn't actually going to show up—wasn't really all that pleasing to feel.

»Steve is coming, soon, him and the others are just held up with an ongoing case....«

»And that gives him the right, to basically order me to go out and waiting all those damned hours? Yeah, well, I don't think so.« you scoffed, crossing your arms and fixating Junior with a glare—which softened soon enough.

»I'm sorry, Junes. I'm lashing my frustration out on you, when you ain't at faults here and that isn't fair.« sighing, you uncrossed your arms again, starting to play some Candy-Crush on your phone.

»It's alright, [Name]. I know what I've signed myself up for, when I got into Five-0 and being unofficial adopted by you and Steve.«

Juniors smile widen, when he heard you laughing in slight amusement to what he had said.

»Silly boy, now don't tell your siblings, but you're my favourite son.« you joked, making attempts of a fist bump which Junior gladly returned.

But even if Junior keeps you company during the wait—although you're pretty sure, Steve told him to—there's still boredom lingering around and you were close to just get up and going back home.

But also, then again, Steve rarely ask for a meet up—not when you two living together anyways and the few dates you two occasionally do, are more a spontaneous weekend thing—so whatever Steve had planned or wanted to tell you, it must be pretty important or akin to it—otherwise he wouldn't' have send you a SMS, especially during a Case—so you decide to wait for him.

~~~

It's around sunrise—Junior half asleep, nodding off every few minutes, before taking some big sips from his Black Coffee—which you brought, once you knew some Coffeeshops are open around such early hours—when Danny came jogging towards the two of you, looking beat up and lowkey annoyed.

»Thank god, you're still here [Nickname]! Because I ain't gonna drive with our local dumbass anytime longer.«

You looked at your friend unimpressed, knowing all too well how Danny means it and that he spoke more hot air than actual bullets.

Shaking your head, you grabbed Danny's hand and leading him to the table—telling Junior to get the first-aid kit from your car—examining some of his wounds.

»Ah. And where is our local dumbass now? Because I for sure, really not so keen on to wait another whole day, just too he stood up again.« you said, raising a brow at Danny and thanking Junior—once he came back.

»McGarretts on the way, please give him some more minutes, [Nickname].« it was Adam who said that, coming towards your table—Tani and Lou behind him, carrying coffee and baked goods.

You sighed loudly, giving them all pointed glare—the one a nurse would give, when a patient was being reckless—shaking your head at their shared passion for danger and with how beat up the whole team—you didn't want to imagine how Steves gonna look like, knowing your husband, he probably had more wounds and damaged than the others—looks like, you guessed whatever Case they had finished off before, had been rather intense and rough.

»My Ohana is so fucking injury prone, maybe I should resume to my nurse job.« you said offhandedly, voice lacing with amusement and eyes crinkling from the smile you gave them—the others, while taking a seat and spreading out the breakfast, laughed in agreement.

When the sun had begun to rise even higher, sunset slowly transcending into the sky's blue, Tani—while scrolling through her phone—had started an playlist of Elvis songs—and you looked her in surprise, didn't thought that Tani—like you—would listen to Elvis.

»To set the mood.« was all Tani had said, shrugging her shoulders, bashing you a smile—when you looked at her in confusion.

And when Danny said something along the lines of; part of Steves plan to own up for his dumbness and finally swooning you high off—and the others all saying in unison; Danny's at fault for this too—you weren't even able to reply, about to ask what they meant, when someone grabbed your waist firmly and flung you off from the bank you're seated on.

A shout of surprise escaped from your lips, looking like a deer caught in the headlights—those moments of being spun around in the air, had probably gave you a good scare.

Once you were put back on the ground, feet safely planted on the grass, you turned around—almost giving yourself a whiplash—ready to admonish whomever that person is, who thought it would be funny to do.

Your vows of curses died on the tip of your tongue, when you came face to face with Steve—whose face looked absolutely bloody, decorated with lots of small cuts and skin tearing—who greets you with a smile, before leaning down and capturing your lips with a kiss.

When pulling away, leaving you breathless for a moment, Steve started to sway you to the melody and voice of Elvis song—dancing in small circles with you through the grassy ground—all the while the others whistling and shouting in jubilation.

»Do you want to marry me?« asked Steve, twirling to the left.

And you looked at your husband in confusion—expression morphing into a smile.

»Steve, we are already married,« you reminded him, finding amusement in your husband silliness.

»I know. Though, I do ask again, will you do me the honour and marry me, again?«

»I do. I absolutely do!«

And this time it was you, who kissed Steve—and the hollering of jubilation cheers from your family was louder than the waves.

[sunny-mercya]

Masterlist 4

Series;

Casino Blues

Rusty Ryan x Male Reader | Platonic! Danny Ocean x Brother Reader

Fandom -> Ocean's Trilogy

Status; Ongoing

Summary : After making a deal with devil, to free you from its shackles, Rusty agrees only half heartedly to Danny Ocean's idea of Grand Heist. Till Danny told Rusty a valid reason, you—you're his everything. And so the heist begins.

01. First Heist

02. Royal Flush

02.2. All or Nothing

03. Past Debts

04. Lucky Strikes

One Shots;

Derry Girls

James Maguire

Sandcastles | Male Reader

Cold Coffee | Male Reader

Crime Series Section

Hawaii Five-0

Steve McGarrett

Rough Days | Male Reader

Vows of Love | Male Reader

Coffee with Butter | Male Reader

Climate Adjustment | Male Reader

NCIS

Tony DiNozzo

CSI New York

Don Flack

Mac Taylor

Kingdom of Heaven

King Baldwin

Time Princess

Pokémon

Black Clover

Nozel Silva

Felicem Natalem Diem | Male Reader