#i hope this is okay lexie

[stayliquid]

closed starter for @svftlove! x muse. lexi moore, personal chef, fc olivia holt.

"don't do that. don't act like you don't give a damn."

[daisysjimenez]

timestamp roulette ☆ saved by the bell (2.10) for @jackshunters

[lex-n-weegie]

Kinda vent under cut just semi frustrated but I'm okay :3

I'm trying so hard to be a good adult but it feels like no matter what I do it's not good enough raghhhh

I save my money, I spend it when I need to, occasionally will buy small things ($5-$20) for myself like. Once every other month maybe. But then I'm made fun of for it by my family?? I'm told to spend my money more and when I complain about how much money I've had to spend recently (things breaking and needing to be replaced) and how it sucks I'm told "that's life kid."

I'm probably insane saying this but it almost feels like some of them are like. Jealous. My dad has made comments about me "having the most money out of everyone in the house" and has also borrowed money from me but then he's the one who pokes fun at me for all shit happening that's making me spend money? Actually whenever I complain about anything, even as just idle chatter (like "man I'm cold") he kinda just punches me down.

Raghhhhh I'm just trying to be a decent adult and survive through college I could use a bit of support every know and then 😭

[revearies]

𝐶𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐼𝐸 𝐻𝑂𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐷 ― ( starter call. ) ↪︎ @depictedblue

❝ well, i think you will remember it forever. like, not in a bad way. just ... in a way that stays with you. ❞

[lumax-mayclair]

I can maybe think of like 5 times where people were quoted shipping Mangus unironically

[apaise]

mondays at westview are usually pretty sluggish. with most kids winding down from the weekend parties, the halls are typically awash with zombies clutching their coffee and red bulls throughout the day. that’s why cass is so surprised when the school day ends and she finds the foyer buzzing with excitement and gossip. everyone clusters around the bulletin board, obsessing over what cass can only assume is some sports news or dance theme announcement.

yet when she steps closer to the board, she immediately recognizes lexi and her friends plastered across the front page of the hillford herald. normally, cass would be ecstatic for no retreat making headlines, but . . . the title immediately snuffs out any spark of joy. 

LOCAL BAND HITS ALL THE WRONG NOTES: westview’s no retreat offers an evening of chaotic cacophony.

❝  shit -- shit. ❞ without thinking, cass pushes through the crowd, ripping down the pinned first page. “ooooooo...” “no fun, cass,”  “cass what the fuck,” “i was still reading!” a bunch of comments erupt from the audience in protest, but she ignores them, crumpling the page and shoving it into her backpack. ❝ all right guys, move along; nothing to see here, ❞ cass begins to shoo them off, receiving a bunch of scoffs and boos. thankfully most don’t care enough to fight her, but some grab the newspapers from the baskets to continue their read. cass groans as she realizes this won’t be easy to bury, bumping marcel aside as she forcibly grabs the whole stack. 

maybe she should just toss them in the dumpster out back. then there’d be a smaller chance of people seeing them. in the midst of figuring out her next course of action, cass accidentally skims some of the front page. she recognizes the writer -- willa higgins -- a known “critic” from eastwood. cass and the theater club had definitely been subjected to some of her reviews before ( although they never made the front page ). 

the article was composed with her usual level of discernment, making jabs like “the sparse crowd offered little feedback, but there was plenty from the squeaking mic” while also pointing out the lack of a proper music venue in hillford to begin with. by now cass was used to willa’s brand of merciless honesty, but it hurt to see it directed towards lexi and the gang.

she’s in the middle of trying to cram more newspapers into her backpack when she spots a familiar pair of combat boots at the sticky tile.  ❝ oh -- ❞ cass looks up, immediately spotting lexi and immediately looking horrifed. fuck fuck fuck fuck. ❝  hey, lex, ❞ she smiles, leaning back in an attempt to look natural. above her head, a few strands of shredded newspaper remain pinned to the board.

 ❝ what’s up? ❞ ( @feveredblurs​ )

[kirexa]

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[lemonlover1110]

𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃

Choso

Pairing: Bass Guitarist!Choso x f!Reader

Summary: You usually hang out with Choso after his concerts, only this time he wants to talk about your relationship. Luckily for you, you know how to distract him from important matters.

Warnings: MDNI, Smut, Friends with Benefits, Car Sex, Oral Sex (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Nipple Play, Squirting, Creampie, Angst if you squint

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This art was sent in my server and I was forced to write about him in this AU, anyway I hope you lovelies enjoy!! likes and reblog always appreciated❤️

There’s a whole crowd that screams Choso’s name from the top of their lungs as his fingers strum against the strings of his bass. Choso, a very reserved man, someone who is not even the star of the band but the most beloved amongst fans. Is it because they barely know anything about him? Or is it because he looks too hot while he really gets into the song? For you, it’s the latter. 

Choso lets himself loose as his mind, body and soul embrace the song. It becomes an issue for him to stay close to the microphone, until he realizes his vocals come up. He’s sweaty, his eyeshadow smudged and running down his cheeks; it’s a look that drives the fangirls wild, and you can’t exactly blame them for it.

They get louder when they hear Choso’s voice, and you wonder if it drives Suguru insane that even though he’s the lead vocalist, he doesn’t get as much attention as Choso. There’s just something about Choso that has everyone in a trance. He looks so seductive even when he barely tries.

The song ends, and the crowd cheers, wanting more from the band. For a moment the only thing you hear is the crowd chanting Choso’s name. You don’t understand why they go wild over him, but then again, you guess that the lack of knowledge about him makes him intriguing. However, you know all you need to know about him. 

“I really don’t get why they go so crazy over him! I’d argue that Getou is hotter.” You yell to your friend, and she rolls her eyes. She knows you’re just talking to talk because given the option, you always choose Choso.

The noise dies as the sound of the bass begins again. All eyes are on Choso until Suguru begins to sing. Your eyes stay on Choso, and his eyes scan the crowd until they land on you. A smile comes onto his face as you maintain eye contact. His eyes finally look away, looking down at his guitar. You know you’ll be seeing each other later.

Just to tease you, he does something that he rarely does. Something that makes the crowd get louder, his tongue running up the neck of his guitar. You roll your eyes as your cheeks get hot. You fucking hate him. 

You have no issue getting backstage after the show. The security guard looks at your friend funny, but he knows you so he assumes that she’s okay to pass. He doubts that anyone will have a problem since you’re beloved among the band members.

“Hi, Lexi.” You wave at the woman who talks with her boyfriend. Suguru’s arm is thrown over her shoulders while they head to the door that you just walked through. She waves at you, blowing a kiss your way before focusing on her boyfriend again. 

“Where’s Gojo?” Your friend asks, her eyes searching for the white haired man, after all, she joined you just because she knew you could get her the opportunity to talk to Satoru. You were going to come either way since Choso sent you a message, it didn’t hurt for her to tag along. 

You’re about to help her, but your eyes land on Choso. There’s a subtle smile on his face when he notices you. He walks toward you, and you completely ignore your friend as she continues asking about Satoru. She rolls her eyes, knowing damn well that you were acting tough and annoyed as everyone chanted Choso’s name because according to you he isn’t a big deal. It’s clear jealousy.

From what she knows, you and Choso have an unusual friendship– Which is another way of saying that you’re friends with benefits. You both came to an agreement where you could use each other’s bodies with no strings attached, however, tonight it might all come to an end. Whether you like it or not. 

“I’m glad to see you here.” Choso says as you give him a side hug. You don’t like to get too touchy while others are around. He still kisses the top of your head, before he looks at your friend. “Who did you bring with you tonight?”

“Just my friend. She wants to meet Gojo.” You tell him, as his fingers intertwine with yours. Choso calls out for Satoru, hoping that the sooner your friend meets Satoru, the sooner you’ll get out of the place. Although getting out of the place so soon isn’t the best idea since there’s still an army of fans outside that will do just about anything to get a picture with Choso. 

The band’s popularity has increased over the past couple of months, and suddenly Choso always has someone throwing themselves at him. It ticks you off more than you’d like to admit. 

“What?” Satoru asks, clear annoyance in his voice. He notices you and he begins to approach you to give you a hug, but it earns a glare from Choso. All the members know you well and they consider you a good friend, which means they all know your situation with Choso. When Satoru notices the look, he sticks with a simple greeting. “Hey.”

“Hi, Gojo.” You smile at him. You then point to your friend, informing him, “She’s here to meet you.”

“Are you her ride home?” Choso questions, and you shake your head in response. She brought you here knowing that you would go your separate ways after the concert. She saw the message that Choso had left on your phone, and she urged you to come. “Does that mean we can leave?”

“I think so.” You answer. You still check to see if she’s okay being left alone with Satoru before leaving. When she says yes, you lead Choso out of the building. Your eyes stare at the case of his guitar and you ask, “Do you need help? I’m really strong, just so you know.”

He laughs, “No doubt about it, but I can handle it.”

“You’re in a hurry.” Choso comments when you step outside. He takes the lead, dragging you to his car. 

“Weren’t you the one that was asking if we could leave?” You chuckle, and he laughs as well. He opens the trunk to put the case in before walking to the passenger door and opening it for you. He watches you get inside before he shuts the door for you. He nearly runs to the driver’s side, embarrassingly impatient.

“Do you want to join Lexi and Suguru tonight? Or what do you want to do?” Choso isn’t exactly the person to go hang out with his friends after a concert, especially at a bar. But he knows that you like that sort of stuff, so he sticks with you until you’re ready to go back home– Or back to his apartment, whichever place is closest to the place you’re hanging out in.

“Can we just go back to your place?” You respond, your eyes focused on his side profile. You were too jealous earlier to admire just how good he looks tonight.

“Can we talk about–” He begins, but you grab the collar of his shirt and put your lips on his before he can finish his sentence. You know he wants to talk about the message that he sent, something that made you want to stay home tonight. Can we talk about us? Or something along those lines, you just know that you don’t want to change this perfect arrangement.

Your tongue enters his mouth, pressing against his while your hands go to his belt. He doesn’t know why you’re so eager tonight, it doesn’t click in his head. Maybe the little trick from earlier worked to rile you up, and he’s certain that it was that when you unbutton his pants and begin to pull them down. 

“Here? Aren’t you scared–” He begins when you pull away from the kiss but you begin to kiss his neck. Your lips go to that one sweet spot that makes him weak, sucking on it. You aren’t scared that you’ll get caught, that’s good to know. He’s the one that should be worried about getting caught since he’s the one that has to hold a public image. 

The parking lot is private, and it’s pretty much empty. He isn’t too worried about that. 

“Don’t you want to go somewhere more private?” He still asks but he doesn’t bother to stop you as you spit on his cock, your hand wrapping around the base and slowly stroking it. 

“We can talk later. Right now, I need your cock in my mouth.” You kiss his shaft before your tongue drags on his length and begins to circle on his tip. You begin to kiss the tip, causing Choso to bite down his lip. He’s certainly not going to stop now.

Your mouth wraps around his cock, hearing the moan whimper just at the feeling of your pretty mouth wrapped around his dick. Everything you do drives him wild. It’s why he can’t stop you when he wants to talk about more serious issues– Issues that concern your relationship and what you’re doing. 

He doesn’t like it like this though. He loves the sight of your pretty face as your mouth is wrapped around his cock. He still loves the feeling though. He praises you, “You’re doing so good, baby.” 

You take all of him in your mouth, gagging on his length which causes the tears to build up in your eyes. It’s a sight that usually drives the man wild, although he doesn’t like to admit it; unluckily for him, he only sees the back of your head. 

His head is thrown back as his eyes roll to the back of his head. You have complete control over him, and he hates it. But he certainly loves the way he feels at the moment. When the tears fall from your eyes, you lift up your head, detaching yourself from his cock. Your hand takes over, stroking his cock.

“Can we do it here?” You ask him as your thighs rub against one another, the heat between your legs getting too unbearable. Your libido is too high, you can’t wait to go back to his place. You need him now.

Choso’s cheeks are flushed, and the man’s brain goes a thousand miles per minute. What you’re thinking of is riskier, and if anyone walks by, you’ll get caught. But he doesn’t care. He needs you too. 

“Yeah, let’s do it here.” He agrees, and you crawl over to his side. You lift up your skirt, moving your panties to the side. Two of his fingers run through your folds, noting just how wet you are when he’s done nothing to you. The mere thought of him drives you insane.

You align his cock with your entrance before slowly sitting on it. His lips land on yours, feeling your moans vibrate through your tongue as you move on his cock. 

You move back and forth on his cock. You feel euphoric as his cock repeatedly hits your g-spot. 

Choso pulls away, grabbing the back of your neck to pull your face away. He needs to admire your beautiful face, taking in every single detail about it. You look so alluring with your messed up makeup. Your mascara runs down your cheeks, and he gets a sense of satisfaction knowing that he caused it. 

“You feel so good, baby.” He moans, his nose burying in the crook of your neck. He takes in your scent, getting more intoxicated by you. You’re controlling all of his thoughts lately, even though you’re not even trying.

“You’re so big.” You say, your back arching as Choso begins to thrust his hips instead of leaving it to you to handle it all. Your hand goes down to play with your clit, giving you more stimulation so your high approaches sooner. The faster you finish, the faster you can go again. “Oh– Choso!”

“Fuck–” He can’t help but curse. He’s getting so lost inside of you. In more ways than one. 

His hand pulls down your tank top, and the man gets upset at the bra that gets in the way of what he wants. He pulls down the cups of your bra so his tongue circles around your nipples. He greedily kisses and licks before his mouth finally wraps around one of your tits. 

His other hand begins to toy with the nipple that isn’t in his mouth, teasing it and pinching it. All the stimulation makes your brain foggy as your climax begins to get the best of you. You continue to chant his name, getting louder and louder. 

“Oh, fuck!” You yell as you come around his cock. You make a mess all over him, squirting on him. You’d be embarrassed with someone else, but Choso has seen you do so much worse– It helps that you know he absolutely loves it. Choso bites down on your nipple before unlatching.

“You’re such a good girl. Making a mess all over me.” His hands move to your hips, his nails digging into your flesh. 

“You always take me so well.” He’s kissing your neck, his thrusts getting sloppy. His warm cum fills you up not too long after, and you bite down your bottom lip to not moan. You fucking love it when he fills you up, but he rarely does it. He got too caught up in the moment. 

He stays buried inside of you, continuing kissing your neck, going up to your face. He almost whispers, “Can we talk?”

“Your dick is buried inside of me, might as well.” You chuckle, and he awkwardly returns the gesture. His soft eyes look into yours, and the look tells you all you need to know. You were suspecting it since lately Choso has been more… Romantic than what you had agreed upon. Getting flowers weekly isn’t what your friend is supposed to do.

“I want you.” He can’t put it any other way. Choso’s written what feels like hundreds of songs but he can’t find the right words to express himself. You don’t want to have this conversation now, or any time soon for that matter.

You take advantage of his indistinct way of expressing himself. It's not that you don't want him the same way, it's just easier to keep what you have going on. Choso is getting too big so fast, you don't want to start something that'll end up badly. Which is simply ironic.

You reach to the side of the seat, reclining the seat, pushing his back down. Your lips go to his ear, whispering, “You have me.”

It’s not the way he means it, not one bit. But he’ll take it until he can express himself properly.

[calvie]

I would give a lot of things to know if that guy black out outside the club got home safe tn :(

[epiphanics]

closed starter for @shesdaylight​ from lexie grey.

“love comes around more than you think it does. broken hearts don’t last FOREVER, even if sometimes it feels like it will.” lexie smiled as the younger blonde and then leaned back against the chair she was sitting in. “trust me, i’ve been through my fair share of heartbreaks in my life and i know it will get better for you.” 

[andivmg]

I know he already deleted his tweet, but I do feel the need to touch base on a few things:

Firstly, I didn’t give Luke permission to post what he did. I don’t believe it was necessary to identify Dream in this conversation, because that is private drama but since Luke has so graciously name-dropped him, I can confirm that we were involved at one point and that when I confided in him about that night, he told me to keep quiet about it. I don’t want to go into the details that Luke shared because he has no idea what happened between Dream and I. Also, I don’t believe they are public concerns so I will leave it at that.

Please do not let his pitiful attempt at deflection distract you from the fact that he admitted to having sex with me when I was blackout drunk. He might have skillfully downplayed it and apologized for “any damage [he] may have caused”, but he still admitted it. He also vividly described intimate details about me without my consent, which felt extremely violating.

This includes:

How I “initiated” sex while I was blacked out, an experience I have no recollection of and no way of verifying, while at the same time implying that we were both in the same state of consciousness.

Implying that I regularly sleep with little clothes on in order to frame my confusion the following morning as trivial. 

Details about exchanging private photos with a third party before I even met him.

Speculations and details about Dream and I that he has no way of knowing. Any non-platonic involvement happened either when we were on a break or after our relationship ended.

Again, he shared all of this information WITHOUT my consent. He didn’t attempt to contact me to ask if it was okay to share this or even inform me he was doing it.

Consent and boundaries are concepts he and the people he chose to surround himself with seem to struggle with. I really hope this is the last time I have to talk about him publicly but with his constant yapping I fear I do not know. Don’t let this distract you from Caiti, Lexie, Shelby, and all other victims that have spoken out against these cretins.

Okay bye

-Andi

[alotofpockets]

The unexpected gift | Alessia Russo

Pairing: Alessia Russo x Reader

Summary: Meeting Alessia at a bar while she's out celebrating her birthday.

A/n: In honour of Lessi's birthday :)

Masterlist | Woso masterlist | Words: 1.5k

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You were looking around the busy bar, trying to find the friends you had arrived with. Only one of them was still sharing the table with you. “Have you seen the rest?” Emma shakes her head, “I saw Lexi leaving with some guy like fifteen minutes ago, and the last time I saw Mandy, she was making out with a girl on the dance floor.” You laugh, “Maybe we should go and find some people too.” You see your friend looking over your shoulder, “I think I found just the right person.” Her face lights up, so you look over your shoulder to see who she’s looking at. You immediately knew who she was talking about, “Em she's totally your type. You should go for it!” You encourage her. “You'll be alright on your own?” You've probably never nodded faster in your life, “Go shoot your shot!” 

Now it was just you. First, another drink, you thought as you got up and headed to the bar. You had never been one to just step up to a girl and shoot your shot, so you were going to need some more liquid courage. What you hadn’t expected was for a girl to literally fall into your arms.

You quickly react and catch her before she falls down completely. “Oh my god, I am so sorry.” The girl starts apologising profusely, her words barely registering as you’re immediately lost in her piercing blue eyes. “It's okay, but you could've just said hi, you know?” The girl visibly relaxes at your joke. “Hi.” She says with a big smile on your face. You went from being mesmerised by her eyes to being mesmerised by her smile. The girl was absolutely stunning, and you thanked the universe that you were the one she fell into. “Hey,” you send her a smile back, “what brings you out tonight?” 

“I’m actually here celebrating my birthday with some of my friends. What about you?” At that the girl in front of you seemed to remember that it wasn’t just the two of you in the room. “That’s so fun, happy birthday! I’m here with a couple of friends too, except they all left to go make out with strangers.” You joke.

Before the blonde could respond, a hand fell onto her shoulder, “Oi Lessi, what’s taking so long?” Lessi, you smile now knowing her name. She nudges her head your way, hoping that her friend would leave her alone. “Oh, I see.” She says with a smirk, as she sees her friend's cheeks flush. The girl looks your way. “What are you drinking?” You give her your drink of choice and thank her before continuing your conversation, “So, Lessi is it?” She holds out her hand, “Alessia actually.” You shake her hand, “Y/n.” You realise you hadn’t let go of her hand yet, so you slowly retract it. “You should join me and my friends.” She said with a smile you couldn’t say no to even if you wanted to. So, when Alessia’s friend presses a drink into your hands, you find yourself following the two to the other side of the bar. 

“Sorry for the wait, but don’t fear Katie is here with the drinks! Also, this is y/n, she’ll be joining us.” You wave to the group as a bunch of hello’s are thrown your way. Since the group was large enough to entertain themselves, Alessia guided you over to a free spot at the table, so you could continue your conversation. “You’ve got quite the group of people here with you.” You comment, looking out over the twenty something girls surrounding you. “Oh yes, I play football, and these are all my teammates. Since we’re such a big group when we all go somewhere, I like to just invite them out instead of having to host this many people at home.” 

She tells you all about football, and her experience playing in the euro’s after you asked for it. You found it adorable that she was so passionate about her sport. You hadn’t even realised an hour had gone by since you had sat down, until one of her friends stood in front of you. “Less, come on, we want to go to the next bar.” The girl was looking at her expectantly, and looked to be very excited for their next step of the night. “You promised us karaoke, now let’s go.” Alessia looks between the two of you, “Okay Beth, calm down. We’ll go to the karaoke bar, tell the girls to get ready, and I’ll be right there.” 

Once Beth turns around you hear her loudly announce to the group that you’re going to the next bar, you smile at her enthusiasm showing so clearly. “She’s really into karaoke, huh?” Alessia laughs, “I think she just enjoys watching everyone embarrass themselves, honestly. Would you want to come with us? I don’t want our time to end yet.” You loved the idea of spending more time with Alessia, so you agreed. “I’m not singing though.” 

You quickly text your friends where you’re going as you were grabbing your coat, before you join Alessia’s friends outside. Alessia wasn’t there yet, so you make small talk with Lia, Vic, and Leah. A few minutes later you saw Alessia approaching, but before she reached you, she tripped over her own feet. Luckily Leah was quick to catch her this time. “That twice now, seems like you really needed some fresh air.” You laugh. “Trust me it’s not just the alcohol, she’s naturally clumsy.” Vic says, earning herself a playful shove from Alessia. 

The karaoke bar was busy, so it took a while before any of the girls got to sing, but the atmosphere in the bar was great. You were dancing and singing along to the music along with the rest of the girls.

Beth, Jen, and Steph, were the first ones up on the stage, performing their rendition of ABBA’s Dancing Queen, they fully let go and belted the lyrics to the audience, and they sang it back just as loud.

As the night went on, you found yourself getting closer and closer to Alessia. Until eventually, her arms were around your waist, while you were swinging to the music together.

You didn’t want the night to end, but the bar was slowly emptying out, and you knew it was going to close soon. “Alright, last song everybody. This is Sweet Caroline performed by the Arsenal Women's team.” The DJ announced. The girls made their way to the stage, and before you had time to resist, you got dragged along with them. 

Blending into the group, you let go and sing along with the words to the song.

Hands, touching hands

Reaching out, touching me, touching you

Sweet Caroline pam pam pam

Good times never seemed so good

You had to admit that that was a lot of fun. 

Once everyone was out of the bar, Alessia took you aside, trying to get away from the loudness of her friends. “I had a lot of fun tonight, thank you for inviting me to join your birthday celebration.” Her smile grows, “Of course, I am so glad that I did. Thank you for a great night. Actually I was wondering if I could see you again sometime, like take you out on a date." She started fiddling with the rings on her fingers, suddenly becoming nervous. So, you take her hand in yours, “I would love to." Her nerves faded away just as quickly as they had appeared. “Yeah? That’s great. Let me get your number.” You put your numbers in each other’s phones. 

“Thanks again for a great night.” Alessia said, taking your hand in hers again. “Likewise, birthday girl.” You’re about to move back to the rest of the group when you get an idea, and turn to Alessia again. “I haven’t given you a birthday gift yet.” Alessia laughs, “I mean I didn’t really give you any notice.” You smile at her quick joke. “That’s okay, I’m great at improvising.” You take a step closer to her, and lean in to kiss her. 

Her lips are soft on yours, and you taste the sweetness of the cocktails she’s been drinking on them. You break the kiss with flushed cheeks from the wolf whistles and cheers coming from the group behind you. So, you lean in to whisper into her ear, “Happy birthday.” 

Your house was only a couple blocks away, but Alessia insisted on you joining her in her Uber, making the driver take an extra stop. “Text me when you get home?” You ask as you get out, and she nods, “I will.” 

When she was alone in the Uber, Alessia starts reminiscing on her birthday. She had a great time with her teammates, and got a lot of great presents. Thought, the unexpected gift of meeting you, was her favourite gift of all.

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[snax-writes]

could you please write a Derek Shepherd x reader fluffy piece where they're both neurosurgeons and they are the popular power couple? and maybe the female interns are jealous of her and she feels insecure so he like gives her this really passionate kiss in front of the new interns and her and Bailey and best friends so she smirks at her and the interns all get the message? Thank you so much

[thank you so much for your request! i made the kiss a bit less performative but i hope you like it!! i love writing marrieds so much.]

Reassurance - d. shepherd

summary: you feel observed by the new interns, resulting in feeling a bit less secure than you normally would.

warnings: public displays of affection

word count: 205

You and Derek sat in the cafeteria, eating lunch together, and all you felt were the stares of a group of interns, burning on your skin. You picked at your salad.

“Do you have any more surgeries today?” You asked your husband, trying to ignore the feeling.

Derek nodded. “A pilocytic astrocytoma.” He studied your expression. “Actually, if you’re free, would you do me the honor of joining me?”

“What about Lexie?” You furrowed your brows.

“She wanted to join Mark for a surgery, I guess today is the day of surgery dates.” He grinned. “Are you okay, honey?”

“Yeah.” You sighed. “I hate that I let them get into my head so easily.”

A mischievous smile appeared on your husband’s face. “Do you need some reassurance?”

“Wha-” Before you could even finish your question Derek’s lips caught yours in a tender, loving kiss.

Your hand found the back of his neck, pulling him closer, trying to eliminate any distance between you. When you pulled away again, a little out of breath, you leaned your foreheads against each other. You grinned.

His hand found our thigh as you pulled back, giving it a supportive squeeze. “I love you, alright?”

You nodded. “I love you too.”

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[swiftsdelucaa]

Mark Sloan x reader who is best friends with Meredith. They secretly get together a few weeks after he arrives in Seattle. A few months later she starts to feel sick and Meredith asks her if she could be pregnant. She recognizes she might be and takes a test. It comes out positive. She freaks out and Meredith calms her down. Meredith still doesn't know about her and Mark so she keeps begging the reader to tell her who the father is. This goes on for a few days, with a few friends joining in on the questioning. She hasn't told Mark yet though. During one of these conversations, Mark overhears them and drops the files he's holding. He goes to the reader and says “We're having a baby?” with a huge smile on his face. She nods and he hugs and kisses her. Meanwhile, those listening in are completely shocked because nobody saw that coming. Please?

❛ 𝑻𝒐𝒈��𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 ❜

𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Mark Sloan x Pregnant!reader ♡

𝘼/𝙣: This was very specific ahah, hope you'll like it anon!

You rushed into the locker room, hoping you weren't late, luckily they were all still there.

"Where were you?" you have been warmly welcomed by your group.

"I was- I've just- well now I'm here" you took off your shirt starting to get ready, without adding details about your horrible morning.

"Oh the girl has a secret lover" Cristina said. You ignored her. "Maybe Jackson knows something more" she continued.

"What the hell are you saying?" he looked at her confused as he finished getting dressed.

"Wait, Jackson?!" April added in a worried tone.

"Kepner calm down" Lexie said to her.

"Okay stop, there isn't any secret lover anywhere" you said shutting up everyone.

A few minutes later everyone had already left, except Meredith, she was waiting for you. You were sitting on one of the benches staring into space.

"Y/n, are you okay?" the blonde sat next to you putting a hand on your shoulder.

"Umh, yeah..." you stood up to get ready to join the others, but just before you went to the door you stopped feeling the urge to throw up.

"Oh hey" Meredith got up quickly to help you. "Oh my God, are you pregnant?"

"What?" you recovered while she accompanied you to the bathroom to rinse your face.

"So?" Meredith's curious voice interrupted your stillness. You looked at her as if to ask where she was getting at, and a smile appeared on her face. "You're pregnant, aren't you?" she asked again.

Actually you didn't know what to answer her, it could be possible.

"I... don't know..." you said confused.

"Okay, stay here, I'm going to get a test" she rushed out to find one, the hospital definitely had one.

Meanwhile you sat down for a moment. How would Mark react? I mean, you'd been dating for a few months now and no one knew about it, but you had no idea what he would think about the idea of having a baby.

"Okay, here's!" Meredith came back suddenly making you scare. You took the test without thinking twice, anxiety was starting to rise. One day you would have thought about having baby and starting a family, but one day... now it would have been challenging, the residency was already giving you enough stress. But that day had come sooner than you thought, what the test said was clear.

You came out of the bathroom where Meredith was waiting for you.

"Positive?" you answered her by nodding and she jumped up to come towards you.

"Are we happy?" she asked you tried to hold back her excitement.

"I-" anxiety began to take over. "I'm just starting out, how do I handle all this? It's a miracle I can remember my keys when I go out, I don't have the responsibility like a good mother would have!" you were about to freak out.

"Ok, you're panicking, calm down" Meredith made you sit back on the bench. "You will have time for your baby, when you see him he'll become the only thing that matters to you, and well then you will become more responsible too… I hope" you let out a small laugh.

"You're right" you managed to come to your senses, while a huge smile was created on your face. "I'm gonna have a baby!" you exclaimed realizing the situation.

"Yeah!" Meredith literally choked you trying to hug you.

"Wait, so you really have a secret lover?" she asked more curious. You weren't ready to tell her, but you couldn't deny it, because the baby was there and he certainly couldn't have created on his own. "Oh my God is really Jackson?!"

"What? No!" she wouldn't even leave you alone for a second until you told her who the father was. For now you used the excuse of going back to work to get out of the way, but you should have thought of something else in the future. Even if she sooner or later she would find out.

During the day you managed to find a moment for yourself, alone to rest in one of the call rooms, when you then heard the sound of the door opening.

"We had the same idea" you got out of bed having recognized the voice.

"Hey" you approached Mark to kiss him. He smiled at you as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You look happy" he told you.

"I am" you kept looking at him smiling. You were so torn between telling him or waiting, but your pager preceded all your thoughts.

"Fuck, I'm sorry I have to..."

"I know" he gave you one last little kiss to greet you, you looked at him one last time before leaving. Yes, you would have waited.

Meanwhile, as these weeks went by, the thing that annoyed you and made difficult to go on the most wasn't the early pregnancy symptoms, but Meredith. God, you didn't think she could get this annoying. She wanted to know at all costs who the father of the baby was, sometimes you just wanted to disappear from the world for this. Yeah well, you would have done the same thing in her side, but it was so frustrating.

"Please Y/n, I won't say to anyone, you can trust me!" at one point you stopped to think about it. She was important to you, your lives depended on each other, telling her wouldn't hurt anyone.

"Okay... I have someone here in this hospital..." you sighed before revealing his name. "It's Mark"

"Mark Sloan?!" she repeated raising her eyebrows almost in shock.

"Yes, Mark and I are having a baby!" you repeated too, still almost incredulous.

"Are we going to have a baby?" you whipped around behind you at hearing her voice as he dropped the file he was holding. This wasn't exactly the moment you wanted him to know, so you looked at him nodding.

"Oh my God Y/n!" he approached you embracing you tightly, even managing to convey to you all the happiness he felt at that moment, then he began to kiss you intensely, not caring about the people who were around there. You wouldn't expected this reaction but you were so happy.

"I love you Y/n" at that moment all those hormones could have made you cry.

"I love you too Mark" you went back to kissing him. Meredith was smiling at you from behind, while everyone was completely paralyzed by the news.

"Y/n's having a baby?"

"Sloan's having a baby??"

"Wait, Mark and Y/n are together?!" Cristina, Lexie, Jackson and April were there wondering and unable to grasp the whole situation.

"Why is no one working in this fucking hospital?" you said confused and annoyed that they found out it too like this.

"Don't care about it, we'll be the best family in the world" he put his hand on your cheek to caress you as your foreheads rested against each other.

[llvstrous099]

ahh here’s another blurb hehe hope y’all enjoy this one

young y/n x harry

y/nlovesdogs is the private account HAHA i couldn’t think of interesting name LOL

fc: Lexi Jayde y’all should listen to her music!!

hsupdates

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hsupdates harry recently seen out with a new girl??

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harryfan7 did he not spot the camera this time…

harryfan8 stop we need to give him privacy

harryfan11 my man looks good but why is he hanging out with my girlfriend…

harryfan1 @/harryfan11 wait who is she

harryfan11 @/harryfan1 her name is y/n she’s a singer and her music is so beautiful

harryfan33 HELLO Y/N?????

harryfan73 new girl??? she could be his friend

dailymail

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dailymail Singer Harry Styles has been recently spotted various times with upcoming 21 year old artist Y/N Y/L. An insider has revealed to us that they have been seeing each other for about a year. What are your thoughts?👀

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harryfan98 wait she’s 21…

harryfan9 she so beautiful but like what

user284 i’m sorry what- why is she with someone older than her she’s was practically just a teenager

user917 they are literal adults those are my thoughts…

harryfan31 that means they have been seeing each other since she was like 20… and he was like 28

harryfan74 A YEAR HELLO?? there’s no way they have not been spotted until now

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates harry attended my gf’s birthday party umm… anyways they look cute together

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harryfan11 okay but i need to know what song they were singing together

y/nfan7 i feel like this relationship is going to be interesting

y/nfan19 STOPPP WHATTT WHERE DID U GET THIS FROM

y/nupdates @/y/nfan19 her bff posted the picture but took it down after 4 minutes 😭😭😭

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram I’m officially 21 I remember thinking this was so far away BUT HELLO!!! anyways thank you so much for all the birthday wishes :))) I love y’all guys. And because y’all weren’t at my birthday party here’s a cupcake 🧁 and a little surprise I’m having a birthday show tomorrow hope to see y’all’s beautiful faces!!

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yourbff MY BEST FRIEND IS OFFICIALLY 21 i love you so much now we can actually drink together

yourinstagram @/yourbff 😭😭 you have been waiting you just had to wait 4 more months

y/nfan9 stop i’ve been listening to your music since you were 19 and i remember that story you posted saying 21 felt so faraway akskkd

yourinstagram @/y/nfan9 omg stopp thank you so much for sticking around 🥹🤍

lizzymcalpine happy birthday!!!!

yourinstagram @/lizzymcalpine THANK YOU <33

y/nfan19 thank you for the cupcake 😜

harryfan11 okay harry liking this post

y/nfan37 IM GOING TO GO BROKE BUT IDC

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hsupdates omgg harry seen at y/n birthday show UMM HELLOOO

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harryfan11 MY PARENTS I REPEAT I SHIP SO MUCH I LOVE

y/nfan9 I WAS IN FRONT OF HIM AND HE WAS RECORDING LIKE THE WHOLE SHOW😭😭😭😭😭

harryfan9 @/y/nfan9 wait really stopp

y/nfan9 @/harryfan9 YES basically I was looking for my friend because we were supposed to meet up and i turned around and i saw him just smiling with his phone out 😭😭

harryfan81 she looked so beautiful

y/nfan10 the way there’s a video of harry joining the crowd singing happy birthday to y/n

y/hq

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y/nhq the first birthday show of many!! hope y’all all had a wonderful time!!

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y/nfan9 i’m glad i spent my recent paycheck to buy birthday show tickets

y/nfan11 i’ve never had more fun than I did last night!!!

harryfan19 the first concert of y/n that i went to and i can gladly say i would definitely go again and again

y/nlovesdogs

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y/nlovesdogs i never thought Lani would love my bf more than me

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yourbff that is literally disrespectful Lani has known me longer and she has never liked me but she meets hArry ONCE AND LIKES HIM

harryprivate @/yourbff sorry not sorry i’m just better 😁😁

yourbff @/harryprivate yeah whatever still I’ve known Lani longer

gemmastyles omg Lani!! she’s so cute

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates Y/N CHANGED THE SETLIST HELP also she looked so distracted the whole show

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y/nfan93 i agree she looked so sad and not her self tonight hope she’s okay

y/nfan64 you guys also harry hasn’t been seen at her shows as often

y/nfan86 @/y/nfan64 yk he also has a life and not all the time he will be attending her shows

y/nfan64 @/y/nfan64 ik that but he has been spotted at most of her Europe leg tour and the last 2 shows he wasn’t seen

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hsupdates harry in tokyo recently

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harryfan11 HELP HE WAS JUST IN LONDON WHAT

harryfan9 is this why he wasn’t a y/n show

harryfan85 he is so random like why…😭😭

harryfan75 okay but that pictures looks so funny 😭

harryfan9 he just loves Japan

dailymail

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dailymail Harry was seen making out with Emily Ratajkowski in Tokyo recently. Did him and Y/N Y/L break up?? 👀 click the link in our bio to read more.

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harryfan11 NO HARRY WHAT HELP WHATT

y/nfan7 umm.. not to say I didn’t say anything

y/nfan91 you guys maybe this is why he wasn’t at her shows

harryfan9 WTF WTF

harryfan8 i don’t think they broke up because he was seen at her shows 3 days before him being spotted in Tokyo…

harryfan11 @/harryfan8 i’m going to ignore what i’m thinking rn…

harryfan84 HELP THIS BETTER BE A LIE

harryfan93 HELP WHAT WHERE IS Y/N NO HARRY

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yourinstagram fuck you for wasting my love , I’m better off without you

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y/nfan9 ARE THOSE LYRICS

y/nfan63 OH-

yourbff please y/n put it out alr

yourinstagram @/yourbff shhh it will be out soon you need to patient

harryfan11 are these lyrics about harry because UMMM WHATT

harryfan52 WOAHHH NEW MUSIC also she’s so beautiful like my crush

y/nfan9

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y/nfan9 YOU GUYS I JUST MET Y/N SHES THE SWEETEST HUMAN BEING EVER IM CRYINF WHILE TYPING THIS

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harryfan11 how does it feel to hug my gf 🥲🥲

y/nfan96 HELP WHERE

y/nfan9 @/y/nfan96 mmm a surprise listening party…

y/fan18 she’s out here just surprising me daily

y/nfan14 how does it feel to live my dream

y/nfan13 okay the name in the back??? sijs

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yourinstagram I’m happy to announce my third albulm!! closer to closure will be out tonight and because I love y’all so much here’s the track list!! Hope y’all love this album as much as I do

1. newbury park

2. you don’t deserve these tears

3. homesick

4. drunk text me

5. august 5, 2022

6. cruel intentions

7. hate to be you

8. self sabotage

9. gentle

10. someday

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yourbff FINALLY I CAN STREAM THESE SONGS

y/nfan9 AHHHH THANK YOU FOR MORE MUSIC

harryfan11 I JUST KNOW THESE ARE GOING TO BE GOOD

harryfan84 I CANNOT WAIT TO LISTEN!!!

y/nfan19 OMG OMG OMG

y/nfan62 this will be the only thing I will be listening thank you

y/nfan this is the best news to wake up to AHH

omg this was long and once again did not proofread this so grammar mistakes will be found I might do a part 2 to this i’m not sure if i like this i wanted to post something because next week will be so stressful i need to work on my paper🥲🥲 and for requests i’m working on them hopefully will be posted by the end of next week. like and reblog and thank you for the likes on my first instagram blurb!!

[mxmmyprentiss]

if i should fall so deep (may it be with you)

Summary: It's finally Friday and it's time for your date with Emily Prentiss. Genre: Fluff Pairing: Emily Prentiss x female reader Warnings: implied smut (?) Word count: 3.7K

A/N: This is a short follow up to "I Miss You, I'm Sorry". Hope you enjoy this fluffy fluff. I can't write smut so everything here is implied. Hngg.

AO3

Friday night finally came.

Emily Prentiss had never been this nervous in her entire life. Not even when she was on the brink of death which happened way too many times that she no longer kept count.

So far, the esteemed agent changed her outfit five times and consumed two packs of gum in the last hour. Emily stared at the mirror, holding up a pair of pant suits and a coat from her wardrobe.

“Why would you want to wear a work outfit on the first date?” JJ asked, munching on Cheetos. “You should try something less formal. Something you don’t look like you’re going to interrogate her in.”

Emily sank on the bed. She let out a soft sigh and hid her face on her palm. “I don’t know how to do this, JJ. I haven’t had a date in forever. And it’s not just someone I met somewhere. I mean, it’s her.”

“Yeah, yeah. The love of your life.” JJ teased. “How come you never told us about Y/N?”

Emily propped her elbow on the bed, looking at JJ. “Who would have thought I’d ever see her again? Let alone know she’ll say yes to a date with me? I didn’t.”

“There’s so many layers to the Prentiss onion.”

“Shut up.” Emily stood back up again and rummaged through her closet for something what she deemed perfect to wear for the date. She pulled a sleeveless V-neck burgundy dress and showed it to JJ. “How about this?”

JJ beamed. “Perfect! That’s the least Agent Prentiss outfit I might see you in.”

“Okay, I’ll try it on.” Emily sprinted to the other room to change.

“Ah, the wondrous excitement of first dates.” JJ mumbled with a smile to herself.

—

The ER was unusually quiet and uneventful the remaining five hours of your shift.

“That’s your fourth cup already,” A redheaded woman wearing the same white coat as yours sat beside you. It’s your co-resident, Lexie. “Your hands are trembling.”

You didn’t realize that. You thought this was only your second cup of the day. “Have to stay awake.”

“Your shift is almost over. You got a hot date later or something?”

“Yeah, actually.” You answered.

“Oooooh, Dr. Y/F/N. I thought you’re on your way to becoming a surgeon slash nun.” Lexie teased with a big grin on her face. “Pray tell who it is?”

“Just … someone I knew a long time ago.”

“An ex?” You nodded. “You didn’t strike me as someone who’d go back to their ex.”

“I didn’t strike you as someone with an ex, too, huh?”

“Touché, Virgin Mary.” Lexie’s phone rang. You suspect it’s about one of her patients at the ward. She excused herself and now you and your coffee are alone again.

You’ve never been this anxious, not since the first time you managed a code blue. You pondered if this was a sign that this could be a bad idea.

But before you could have a chance to spiral further, your phone vibrated.

It’s a message from Emily.

Hey, cutie. I’m here at the parking lot. I’ll just wait here until your shift is over.

A blush crept up on your face upon reading the pet name. You replied: I’ll be out in 20. See you.

Luckily, no calls came for you the last few minutes of your shift so you rushed to the doctor’s quarters and packed up your bags. You changed into a black low-cut crop top and high-waisted wide-leg  pants. You stuffed your uniform into your travel bag. All the while with a radiant smile present on your features.

Maybe you weren’t anxious.

Maybe you were excited.

—

You easily spotted Emily at the parking lot. She’s leaning against her sedan, mumbling to herself, holding a bouquet of sunflowers.

“Hey, you.” You said as you approached her. Emily was quick to fix her dress and stand up straight. She tried to hide the flowers on her back and you couldn’t help the smirk forming on your lips at how nervous she was as well. “Already saw that. Unless they’re not for me?” You pouted.

“No, no!” Emily handed you the bouquet. “It’s yours. Of course. I saw it on my way and I thought of you. Maybe,” Emily bit her lower lip hopefully. “Hoping it’s still your favorite?”

You smelled the flowers. “It is. Thanks, Emily.”

“You’re very welcome,” The brunette beamed.

“Sorry I didn't have the chance to get you something.”

Emily huffed. “Please, it doesn’t matter. And I asked you out, anyway.”

“I have all kinds of oral medication in my bag if that counts.” You both laughed.

You took a minute to take it all in. The dress looked incredible on her. Red was definitely her color. She looked different from what you saw her in when you first saw each other at the bar and at the hospital when she was almost shot. She was wearing dark suits with bright-colored tees underneath. Incredibly professional and dressed to kill … literally.

Not that you were looking a lot. Just sometimes …

In your defense, it’s impossible not to look at her. She was staying in your apartment these past few days anyway and all those days, the least informal clothing you saw her wear was a towel wrapped around her body when you accidentally ran into her going to the bathroom and the cartoon-printed pajamas she wore at night (which she made you and Penelope swore that nobody will find out).

Emily opened the door for you and offered to take your travel bag. “Your carriage, doctor.”

“Please,” You laughed at her ridiculousness. You got in her car and fastened the seatbelt. Emily put your bag at the passenger then started the car. “So, where are you taking me, Agent Prentiss?”

“Please, no agent tonight. This is a date. Just you and me.”

“As long as you don’t call me doctor, then it’s fine with me.”

“Deal.”

—

You and Emily arrived at an upscale restaurant not very far away from the hospital but far enough for you to not see the familiar establishments surrounding your work. Emily opened the car door for you and you thanked her.

“Reservation under Prentiss,” Emily uttered to the maître d'. You and Emily followed him and led you to your table. It’s a gorgeous table for two with the view of twinkling city lights and the lake at the park.

You sigh in awe. You haven’t seen a view like this in a long while since most of your days consisted of going home to your apartment after the long hospital shifts. Or when you’re not straight at home, you’re invited for drinks at the nearest bars along with your colleagues.

The waitress handed you the menu. You browsed it and glanced at Emily. “This is too fancy for me,” you leaned in and whispered to her.

“Well, you deserve to eat something other than cold Chinese food, babe.” You rolled your eyes but the blush on your cheeks was evident. Babe. You don’t hate it. “But we can go somewhere else if you’d like?”

You waved her off. “It’s fine.” You looked at the menu again. “I’m actually torn between highlands wagyu and the salmon.”

“Give her both,” Emily said to the waitress. And before you could protest, she added, “I’ll have the lobster.”

“Can I get knickerbocker glory?”

“You can get anything you want, Y/N.” Emily assured you with a sweet smile.

“Alright, I’ll have that, too.”

“I’ll have an apple crumble.”

“Is that all, ma’am?” The waitress asked. “Wine?”

“Zinfandel?” Emily looked at you for approval and you nodded with a smile. “A bottle of Zinfandel please.”

The waitress smiled before leaving to prepare your orders, leaving you two on your own.

“So,” you started. Emily propped her hand on the table, resting her chin on her palm. “You do this a lot?”

“What?”

“Dates.” You clarified.

“I haven’t had a proper date in years. Or at all, to be honest.”

“Pray tell what is a proper date for you.”

Emily shrugged. You felt her foot touch yours lightly under the table. “Well, you know … this. Picking up a girl I like, driving her to a fancy restaurant, playing footsie under the table.” She grinned from ear to ear.

Emily Prentiss was going to be the death of you and you’re not sure if that would be an acceptable cause to enter the hospital system.

The wine finally arrived and you were impressed by the choice Emily made - bold and fruity.

Emily asked about your day and you told her about a pediatric patient who had uppercut you during a tantrum in the ER this morning. Emily wanted to laugh if she wasn’t so concerned about your jaw. You assured her you’re okay and she bought it after you tilted your head and showed her your perfectly alright jaw.

It was your turn to ask her how her day was. You noticed that her arms are no longer bruised and every time she moved, you saw a peak of the scar on her chest. The one you treated.

Emily told you about a low-profile case her team had worked on earlier today. She spared you the gory and specific details of the case.

“You did what?” You exclaimed.

“I had to!”

“You jumped on top of a high-speed truck? That’s not something you just casually say about your day, Emily.” You laughed nervously. “Are you alright?”

“I wouldn't be here with you if I wasn’t.”

“Still …” You grimaced.

“Don’t worry, you can check me out later if you really wanna be sure.” Emily bit her lower lip then smiled.

It was your turn to lick your lips. “Maybe,” was all you managed to say. You weren’t tachycardic until Emily Prentiss came back to your life.

—-

After dinner, you and Emily found yourselves walking side by side down the park. You bought a pink cotton candy from a cart you passed by which you and Emily shared as you stroll.

“How’s your mom?” Emily asked out of nowhere. “I miss her cooking. Her broccoli chicken casserole is chef’s kiss!”

You smiled broadly. “Mom’s in Chicago now. She got married last year to her old high school boyfriend. They met again three years ago. Dave, my stepdad, found her on facebook.”

“Is he a good man?”

“Yes. I’ve never seen my mom happier.”

“That’s great.”

“It is.” 

But your voice still had a hint of sadness and Emily didn’t miss it. She simply slid her hand against your wrist, asking permission if it was alright to hold your hand. You let her.

“And your dad?” Emily prompted.

“Well, dad’s still in LA. He’s retired.”

“Did he remarry?”

You shook your head. “He didn’t see the point of getting married again.”

“Oh,” Emily slightly tightened her hold on your hand. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked.”

“It’s fine.” You assured her. “I know of an open carnival this time of night just a few minutes outside the city. Do you want to go?”

Emily’s answer was an excited pull of your hand as she led you two back to her car. “I’m gonna win you a giant teddy bear, you’ll see.” Emily confidently spoke.

“I’ll take you up on that.”

—-

After a 20–minute drive and a few lingering brushes of Emily’s hand on your thigh, you both arrived at the carnival.

Of course, Emily was quick to find a booth where you have to shoot targets to win different prizes. She paid and was handed a toy gun and you have to look away every two seconds because the way she was holding it - even knowing it’s not really a real gun - did something to your stomach. And you’re absolutely certain it’s not because you’re frightened of her.

Emily just looked really, really …

You licked your lips and scanned the prizes instead before your thoughts escalated to something else.

“Which one do you want?” Emily asked, checking how many pellets she had in the magazine of the pellet gun.

“The biggest one.” You challenged her, smiling from ear to ear.

“Oooh, tough choice. You have to hit all 10 moving targets, ma’am.” The woman manning the booth told her.

Emily didn’t say a word. Instead, she effortlessly hit all targets from left to right in record time: 8 fucking seconds. Leaving you open mouthed, impressed and truthfully, tremendously turned on.

She glanced at you, a smug smile forming her lips. Emily held your chin up, closing your mouth. You swallowed whatever words you might have to say. “You do know I’m wearing a gun, Y/N.” She smiled cockily and lifted her skirt up and showed you her gun … strapped in her thigh.

“I do,” was all you managed to utter before drinking the rest of the cold bottle of water you were squeezing. You just hoped you wouldn’t choke with how much unnecessary gulping you did.

There’s no way Emily didn’t notice the effect she had on you - the soft blush, biting of your lip, the deep intake of breath every ten minutes and the way you pull down your crop top every time you do.

She carried the biggest teddy bear from the prizes for you as you walked around the carnival. You tried out more games but Emily ended up beating you in almost all of them.

At some point in the night, you two found a bench after riding a ferris wheel. You bought corn dog and soda to share with her … and the giant blue teddy bear sitting beside her. You smiled at the sight.

“You go here a lot?” Emily took a bite of the corn dog.

“Few times.”

“Do you always go with someone?”

You raised your eyebrow. “Maybe.”

“Who?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“I … I didn’t mean - I’m just curious.” Emily lied through her teeth, looking far away with no focus in particular.

You threw your head back giggling. “Relax, it’s just Penelope. And some friends at the hospital and their children.”

Emily didn’t know where the sudden prick in her chest came from but she sighed in relief.

“There’s been no one else, you know. I’ve gone on a few dates here and there  but no one remarkable at least. The longest relationship I had after you was like three months? I’m not even sure.” You didn’t know why you’re telling her this. Maybe it’s the way you see her fidgeting and dancing around the subject. She's been thinking of asking about your dating history and all that but it felt too personal and an awkward topic for a first date. “How about you?”

“Most of my dates were undercover so …” Emily shrugged. “And if it’s not job-related, it’s because I bet with Morgan about who could get women better: him or me. I always win.”

“Wow,” you laughed unbelievably. “Emily Prentiss, queen of confidence.”

“Me or Morgan? You choose.” She squinted her eyes at you.

“I don’t know. I mean, Derek is hot …” you said dreamily and Emily playfully slapped your arm looking offended. “I’m joking!”

“Just for that, I’m kicking Morgan tomorrow.”

“Tell him I’m sorry I found him hot.”

Emily gagged. “Can we stop talking about him? I regret bringing that up now.”

“Are you jealous?”

“I’m not.”

“Sure.”

“I’m not, Y/N.” Emily gritted her teeth. “I don’t get jealous.”

“How about that time when Anthony Brasco asked me out to dance during junior year?”

Emily’s brows furrowed and eyes darkened, recalling the incident. “Okay, in my defense, that guy was rude. He had the audacity to ask you out in front of me. He saw we were talking and he just swooped in with his greasy hair and ugly shades -”

Fuck it.

You cupped her cheeks and pulled her towards you. Emily was caught in surprise when she felt your soft lips against hers.

This kiss lasted longer than the last time. Emily relaxed into the kiss. Her hand moved past your arm and found its way to your neck until it stopped to cup your cheek. Your lips parted briefly and to your surprise, Emily took that as an invitation, letting her tongue clash with yours. You let out a low, almost euphoric, moan.

You made out for a few more seconds before you slowly pulled away, not wanting to get carried away in public space.

“Fuck,” Emily cursed softly when your foreheads finally touched, both catching your breaths. You and Emily were smiling from ear to ear. “I don’t know what I did but that was …”

“Sorry. I couldn’t help it,” You admitted. “I’ve been wanting to do that all night and I just … God.”

Emily planted a kiss on your nose and another one to the side of your lips. “I’ve been a perfect gentle woman all night, not wanting to cross your boundaries but you’re making it so hard, Y/N.”

“Well, I’m so sorry, Ma’am. Please woo me some more.”

“Now you’re just being mean.” Emily pouted.

You stood up and took her hand. Emily immediately carried the giant teddy bear with her. “Take me to your place.” You whispered in her ear.

And just like that, Emily had never run so swiftly than she did now. She was holding your hand and carrying a giant teddy bear on the other as you sprinted back to her car, looking like two exhilarated carefree teenagers in love.

—-

You wake up the next day to the smell of coffee and toast and a loud meow and scratch coming from the other side of the door. You groaned at the sudden intrusion of light from the window.

“Good morning, beautiful.” You felt a soft kiss on your bare shoulder. You’re filled with Emily’s scent. “Don’t mind Sergio. He’s just acting up because he wants to play with you and I wouldn’t let him. I think you spoiled him with too many cat treats last night and he now likes you better than me.”

You yawned, stretching out your arms. “What time is it?”

“It’s 7:30. I have to be at work by 9, love.”

You groaned. “I wanna sleep s’more.”

Emily showered fluttering kisses around your neck, shoulders and chest. She reached the spot on your neck that drove you crazy and nipped at it. You couldn’t even be mad if she accidentally left a mark.

“I thought you had to go.” You reminded her, voice hoarse.

Emily ignored you. Her hand slowlyy traveled to your bare stomach as it got lower. She was caressing your inner thighs up and down but not reaching the spot where you needed her hand to be. All the while, still nipping at your neck.

“Em, you’re driving me crazy.”

“You’re driving me crazy.” Emily moaned to your ear. “You’re tempting me to call in sick and it’s supposed to be my first day back.”

You giggled. “We wouldn’t want that, would we?” You nuzzled her neck. “After all, I was the one who cleared you, Agent Prentiss.”

Emily growled at the way her title rolled from your tongue. Last night was testing the waters and now Emily was curious what else your talented tongue could possibly elicit. If only she knew the possibilities were endless.

It’s safe to say that the breakfast and coffee was forgotten and had gotten cold. You both didn’t leave her bed for another 45 minutes.

—

Emily dropped you off at your empty apartment. Penelope had gone to work, you guessed, considering the woman you spent the night with mentioned getting a new case for the FBI.

Your phone buzzed and a message from Emily popped on the screen: I had the best time last night with you. And this morning. ;)

You: Thank you for dropping me off and making sure I get home safely.

Emily: No problem, cutie. So …

You: So … ?

Emily: Did I secure a second date?

You: I’d say you are already secured until the 5th date.

Emily: Good to know. I’ll talk to you later. Get some rest, baby.

You: Take care of yourself out there, Em.

And although you’re sore all over, you slept like a baby with a dreamy smile on your face that morning, hugging the giant teddy bear that Emily won for you last night. 

Deep in your sleep, it wasn’t long before your subconscious was filled with majestic Emily Prentiss and her extraordinarily talented hands, lips, tongue …

—

Penelope glanced up at the brunette agent hovering behind her. “So … Y/N didn’t come home last night.” Penelope insinuated, biting her pen. “I assume your date went well, Agent Smiley.”

Emily pursed her lips to suppress the smile that cannot seem to disappear from her face. “Yeah, it went great. She spent the night with me. Sergio may have found a new favorite person though.”

Penelope and JJ were in sync turning their chairs around to face Emily.

“Tell us everything. Don’t spare any detail.” Penelope passed the chips to JJ.

“I don’t kiss and tell, ladies.”

“You’re no fun.” JJ threw a piece of the potato chips at Emily’s face. “Come on, share, Prentiss.”

“All I’m telling you is that I may or may have not secured more dates in the future.” Emily wiggled her eyebrows.

The two women squealed like children given candies. “I’ll grill Y/N about this, you’ll see.” Penelope said.

“Not tonight though. Let her rest. She had a long day yesterday.” A smug smile formed on Emily’s lips.

“I bet.” Penelope and JJ high fived each other laughing before turning back to the computer screens and back into their case. Emily rolled her eyes at her friends, still failing to conceal the smile on her face.

Vulnerability was never good in the agent’s vocabulary. But Emily never felt this happy in a long time and while it was scary for her, she reminded herself that she had nothing to lose if she lost you again.

“Being happy looks good on you, by the way.” Penelope told her as she types on her keyboard.

“That I am.” Emily agreed. Then a thought crossed Emily’s mind. “Oh, and JJ?”

“Hmm?”

“Remind me to kick Morgan.”

“What did hot stuff do?”

“Why?”

Penelope and JJ simultaneously asked you.

“Just because.”