#i want/need to shower and i want to go downstairs and cuddle into my couch but I can't! cause what if they're here 30 seconds after i do!

[thecuriousbeauty]

You're on your period- Harry Styles Blurb

Word count: 1178

Synopsis: Periods really suck. But not so much when you have a sweet boyfriend to take care of you. (FLUFF!)

You felt like you were going to cry as you opened the freezer and saw that you were out of ice cream. You were looking forward to binge eating that ice cream and watching your favorite show when you get back from work. You had a particularly long day, or maybe you just felt like that because of the piercing pain from your period cramps and your hormones being all over the place. 

You shut the door of the freezer with a sigh, dragging yourself to bed. You curled up, clutching your stomach as another bad wave of pain hits you. You forgot to take some pain meds when you were downstairs, and you were just too tired so you just layed there.Your boyfriend, who you now remember, had helped you finish the last of the ice cream when you had a movie night last week wasn’t home yet, so you phoned him.

“Hey baby! You back home?”, Harry answers and you pout, just wanting to crawl into his arms. “Harry..”

“What’s wrong, darling? Are you okay?” He doesn’t like it when your voice isn’t sounding peppy.

“Nooo..”, you draw out, making Harry frown  as he gets in his car, being done with the studio for the day. “Why is that, baby? Anything I can help with?”

“We ran out of ice cream..can you get some for me please?”, you ask softly, making Harry’s heart melt. He loved when you asked him to get things for you, even if it was something small. 

“Of course, love. You aren’t feeling too good, are you?”, he coos, joining the dots as he remembers the date. He keeps track of your periods too. 

“Nuh uh. I’m having a war with my uterus right now.”, you tell him, making him chuckle softly. “I can’t imagine what that’s like. Anything else you need, baby? Stocked up for the week?”

You really have the sweetest boyfriend. “Yeah, I’m good. Just need you.”

“Aw, I’ll be home soon, my love. You get some rest, yeah?”

You hummed, closing your eyes already. “Love you.”

“I love you too. Oh, what flavor did you want?”

“Flavor?”, you smirk, and Harry laughs. “The ice cream flavor, silly.”

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Harry didn’t just buy you ice cream. He got you your favorite packet of chips, some chocolate and some other snacks you liked. He kept it all in the kitchen and went upstairs to find you. You had dozed off while waiting for him, and he smiled as he took you in, walking to you quietly. He leaned down, gently brushing his fingers across your forehead, brushing away strands of your hair that fell onto your face. 

He thought not to wake you up and just slide into bed so he could give you a cuddle, but he spotted a stain on your shorts that would leak into the sheets soon. He didn’t mind, but he knew you would, so he gently kisses you awake with some kisses. 

You wake up to his feather soft kisses on your skin, a contrast to your aching stomach. You open your eyes and Harry gives you a smile. “How’re you doing, love?”

“Not good, it hurts.”, you mumble, sighing as he presses a kiss to your temple. “Oh, baby. You wanna take a warm shower, maybe? You’ve uh, got a bit of blood on your shorts.”

Your eyes widened and you quickly looked down to your shorts and around the bed. “Shit..I’m sorry babe, I fell asleep and didn’t realize-”

“-Hey, hey, it’s okay, sweetheart.”, he says, giving you his hand to help you out of bed. Thankfully, the blood hadn’t seeped into your sheets yet. “See, the sheets are fine. If it wasn’t, I’d change them, nothing to be sorry about.”, Harry tells you, and you smile softly, leaning to his side carefully, giving him a side hug. 

“I’ve got you some snacks too. After you’re feeling all fresh, we can cuddle up on the couch with a movie, hm?”

You nod, pressing your lips to his, giving him a kiss. “That sounds good.”

Harry lets you take care of your business and shower. He also got changed and set up all the food with a movie, bringing your fuzzy blanket to the couch. He got your heating pad and your pain meds ready as well.

You slouched over downstairs in one of Harry’s shirts and another pair of your shorts, making him smile at how cute you looked. Your hair was up in a messy bun, and you had no makeup on your face, but to him, you were gorgeous.

He opens his arms, and you fall into them, crawling onto his lap. “How was your day?”

“Good, good. Got some recording done, but I’ll probably do the same part again tomorrow. I missed you.”, he says, pressing a kiss to your cheek, holding you close to him with arm as he leans over to grab the pain meds. “Here, take these, love.”

You swallowed them down with the water he gave you and rested your head on his chest, snuggling up to his warmth. 

While you tell him about your day, he slides the heating pad under your shirt to keep it over your tummy, before adjusting you on his lap and bringing the fuzzy blanket around you. One of his hands slips inside to rub your lower back in firm circles, with just the right amount of pressure, making you feel relaxed. When you told him about your ice cream craving, he immediately grabbed the tub and gave you the spoon so you can start digging in. 

“Thanks for all this, you’re the best.” You kiss him. 

“Only the best for you.”, he says, smiling as he watches you scoop some of the ice cream into your mouth and hum as the cold desert with the luscious chocolate hits just the right spots. “That good, huh?” Harry laughs.

“Yes! Here, I’m willing to share.”, You fed him some too. “Mm, that’s good.”, he agrees. You watch the movie for some time.

“Is the pain going away?”, he asks, pressing kisses to your hair and you smile, kissing his jaw. One of his hands still stayed on your back, and the other was playing with your hair. “Mhmm. You make it better.”

“I’m glad.” He smiles, stroking his thumb over your cheek. “Hate to see my baby in pain.” You blush, looking up at your handsome boyfriend. “I really like you, you know?”

He scoffs out a laugh, pinching your cheek. “You really like me? Give that ice cream back.” He moves his hand to your side, his fingertips dancing over your skin as he looks at with a glint in his eyes. He adores you. 

You giggle, going to grab his hand as it threatens to tickle you. “Correction! I really love you.”

“Hm, you better.” Harry nudges his nose against your cheek, pulling you impossibly closer to him. You laugh, and he takes your chin, giving you a kiss. “Cause I really love you too.”

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[deepwoundsandfadedscars]

The 'I can't do anything now because I have an appointment later' frustration is a mood, but pales in comparison to 'I can't do anything because I'm waiting for someone to stop by at any moment'

[izzy3clipse]

thinking abt ellie taking care of you when you’re in your period :( she’d be so so sweet and caring

> after waking up to stained sheets and an empty spot on your bed, you decided to take a warm shower, thinking to yourself “i’ll deal with this later”. ellie comes back to your room to wake you up and finds an empty bed, stained sheets and hears the water running. she knocks on the bathroom door “babe, everything good?” “yeah, i just- i’ll be downstairs in a second, don’t worry” “okay, call me if you need any help ok?” “okay, thanks”. when you come out of the the bathroom you find the bed made and the sheets changed, you smile to yourself. you come downstairs “good morning beautiful, i made you some breakfast” ellie says “babe, you didn’t have to” you say with a thankful smile “i wanted to” she says with a smile. after a moment you sigh and say “hey sorry about the sheets, i was going-“ “babe, don’t worry about it” she cuts you off then gently kisses your hand “now eat your breakfast” “thank you ellie” you say softly “don’t mention it”

> you’d be so clingy and so needy and ellie loves that so much. she loves to spend all day on the couch watching your favorite movies and cuddling with you, legs tangled under the blanket.

> one night you couldn’t sleep bc of your cramps so you head downstairs and decide to make some tea. you stand in front of the stove and stare at the tea pot thinking about nothing when you suddenly feel ellie’s arms wrap around your waist and she rests her head on your shoulder. “sorry, did i wake you?” you ask, “no baby i just missed you” she says just above a whisper, her eyes are open only halfway as she places a gentle kiss on your shoulder “are you okay?” she’s asks while she caresses your stomach, “yeah, just cramps” you say. after a few moments of silence ellie says “hey, go back to bed, i’ll bring you your tea” now by your side, her hand massaging your lower back. “are you sure?” you’d ask, always so reluctant to let her take care of you, “yes, of course babe” she says with a soft smile on her face, you cup her face “thank you baby” you say softly with a smile and kiss her gently before you head back upstairs

this is just a quick blurb bc im on my period and feeling needy lol. excuse any mistakes, english is no my first language ;) 🧡🤍🩷

[lethalchiralium]

All I Ask | Simon “Ghost” Riley x Wife!Reader

a/n: hi. PLEASE GIVE ME REQUESTS FOR THIS IM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS AND I DONT WANT TO START THE ANGST ARC YET PLEASE

warnings: TALKING ABOUT SIMON’S TRAUMA (which includes physical abuse)

summary: Simon tells you why he feels ashamed, plus Mellie decides to be a comforting little baby.

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Simon could not get you to slow down, it was worrying him. He had taken the night to just sleep, fighting nightmares and waking up just as tired as he was when his head hit the pillow. He got up, took a shower without having to let Mellie into the bathroom to play, got dressed and made his way downstairs to find you.

The TV was on, the stupid show about those blue dogs playing that Simon secretly enjoyed, Mellie bouncing around in her little walker as you sat on the couch; Winnie’s hair between your fingers, making much prettier braids than he ever has. Though, Winnie has never complained; she said that he braids her hair ‘nicer’, whatever that meant - but it meant everything to him.

The baby in the bright yellow walker looked to him, her hand in her mouth as she smiled and began to coo at him - her free hand making grabbing signals. He smiled, walking straight to her and plucking her from the walker, settled her on his arm while both of her hands gripped his shirt. Her little head rested on his collarbone, a happy little giggle leaving her lips as he turned to his wife and oldest daughter.

Winnie shoveled fistfuls of Cheerios out of the box and into her mouth, infatuated with the blue and orange dogs while you smiled to him, radiant. He almost took a step back, in disbelief of how content you looked.

“You okay?” You spoke, looking back to Winnie’s hair. He gazed down at Mellie, her face looking at the TV too.

“Fine.” He answered, moving towards the couch to sit beside you. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder before draping his free arm on the back of the couch, eyes falling on the TV. “You doin’ okay?”

“I’m more worried about you than I am me.” Your answer made him frown a bit as you looked back to Winnie’s hair.

He looked to your hair, wishing he could see you beautiful face. “You don’t need to worry ‘bout me.”

“I always worry about you.” You murmured, fingers slowing as you continued the one of two Dutch braids. He opened his mouth to say a rebuttal, but you continued, “But this is a whole different kind of worry. This is really hard, and I need to make sure that you’re going to be okay. And that I can help you in any way you need.”

“I should be saying that to you.” His baby tugged on his shirt while the hand not on Mellie settled on your closest shoulder, the girl cuddled on his chest began to coo again. He looked down to her, noticing that she wasn’t even looking at him - she was looking at you.

You turned your head to kiss the hand on your shoulder before turning back to your daughter’s hair. “Did a lot of thinking. A lot of crying.” A moment of laughter came from the TV, his eyes flickered to it. He watched the show just for a second before you began again, his eyes went back to you. “Families don’t go according to plan. When I was a kid, wanting two girls and two boys of my own and a loving husband was my plan; but then you crashed the party and you stomped all over it with the most wonderful little girl I’ve ever met.” You leaned forwards a kissed Winnie’s hair, to which she grumbled as the cereal box kept rustling with her grubby little hands digging out Cheerios. “Nothing I planned for my whole life has ever gone as planned. Adopting my daughter and hoping I’m raising her how her birth mother wants wasn’t a part of my plan. Having a surprise baby while you’re off protecting the world wasn’t a part of the plan.” He squeezed your shoulder. “We wanted another, but it just wasn’t in the cards. We drew a bad hand.”

“Wise girl.” He smiled, moving forwards to press a kiss to the back of your head. “I’ll be fine.”

“You say that.” You murmured. “I don’t want to push you, Si, but I want you to actually be okay. And it’s not an overnight decision-“

“I had a dream about my mum.”

You looked surprised. He has never told you about his dreams, even when she’s waking him from the nightmares which had him screaming.

The weight in his chest was lifted because of that dream, even if he knew she wasn’t real. His mom was dead, but he dreamt and talked to her as if she wasn’t. He couldn’t tell you what he had told his mother in his dream.

“I hope you were able to bring yourself comfort.” Your voice broke him from the memory, head still faced forwards towards Winnie. “There’s no reason to feel ashamed about missing your mom. I miss mine all the time.”

Mellie’s hand gripped what little stubble he had on his chin, he looked down at her. Her eyes that matched his, wide and warm and accompanied by her two toothed smile. His hand gently pushed back her barely their hair that looked like yours, the girl cooed.

“She’s supposed to be talking soon, right?” He mumbled, her little baby nails dug into his chin but he didn’t care. “Keep forgetting to get her to talk.”

“She will when she’s ready.”

Mellie smacked his chin, he frowned at her. She giggled back, the sleeve of her blue onesie riding up her arm.

“Say Dada.” He whispered, the baby furrowed her eyebrows. “Dada.”

“Simon Riley, don’t you be turning her on me.” Your voice held warning, but full of playfulness. He glanced to you, you still faced away. “Her first word is gonna be ‘Mama’ and there will be hell to pay if it isn’t.”

He looked back to the baby on his chest, a sudden clench of his heart made his smile drop. The little baby was looking to you now since she heard your voice.

“I didn’t want him.”

His free hand gently patted his baby’s back, she kept her eyes on her mom.

“I didn’t want our son and I don’t know why.”

There was a moment of silence, save for the TV, where neither of you said a word. He couldn’t look at you.

“Winnie, baby, can you go eat in the dining room for me?” Your voice was soft, Winnie hopped off of the couch, loudly crunching on her Cheerios as she passed by Simon - her hair in two neat little braids. He kept his gaze on his baby, watching as her little smile grew bigger as you turned to look at him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Your hand was gentle when it rested on his chest, Mellie’s grip disappeared from his chin, moving to your fingers. The little chunky hands grabbed your pointer finger, trying to pull it to her mouth.

His words failed him as he watched Mellie begin to chew on your finger, you were completely unfazed. How could he have told you? It would’ve only hurt you.

“You don’t have to tell me.” Your head then rested on his shoulder, his hand still patted Mellie’s back. “I don’t need to know, I’m just trying to help you.”

The tears weren’t purposeful, yet they still fell - just short of Mellie’s head. The girl looked up to him, her little eyes widened and she immediately pulled your hand from her sharp teeth. Her little baby hands then smacked themselves onto his face, directly in the way of the streaks of his tears.

“Daddy’s okay, baby.” He whispered, his other hand tried to move her hands from his face, but she let out a grunt in disapproval. “It’s alright.”

You curled your body into his side, arms wrapped around his left arm - head nestled on his shoulder. Silence fell again, his daughter staring directly into his eyes and refusing to move her hands as he silently cried. Her little fingers curled uncurled against his cheeks, little nails scuffing up his face but he didn’t care. He could stay like this forever.

Mellie blinked at him, cooing a little as the tears began to stop. Her eyes grew tired, her hands moved from his face and to his chest, keeping herself sitting up so she could stare at him. She scrunched her nose just like her sister, and without warning, slammed her head into his collarbone. He winced in pain, his only free hand coming to cradle her head.

He’d be lying if he said that he wanted time to keep moving, so he could watch his daughters grow. He just wanted to stay like this, his baby cradled on his chest and just as sassy as her older sister.

“My father,” His voice was quiet, just above a whisper. “He hated that he had boys. Hated that he had children in the first place, never once told me that he loved me. Always told me that he never wanted me.”

Your hands squeezed his arm.

“And I know I told you that I would be okay with a boy, but I don’t think I could look my own son in the face. All I’d see is me, that little boy who was so terrified of his father that he hid in the cabinets for days. The little boy who was forced to watch his father beat his mother.” He took a short breath. “I couldn’t look a carbon copy of myself in the face and act like I loved him, because he would be a reminder of how I failed my family. That I would end up like my father.”

“You’ll never be that fucking bastard.” Your voice was certain, he knew you were looking up at him but he couldn’t move his eyes from Mellie as her little face turned to look at you. “Simon, please, look at me.”

He couldn’t deny you a thing - not in this lifetime, or the next. His head turned, his face looking to you - his heart shattered. There were tears in your eyes, your hands squeezing his arm.

“You never will be like your father,” Hands gripped around his arm, you pulled his arm even further into your chest. “That girl on your chest has never been anything but love from you. Winnie has only ever been loved by you. Have you hit her?”

He stared at you. “No.”

“Would you? Has the thought ever crossed your mind?”

“No.”

“You’re already miles better than him.” Your voice grew softer, your hand moved to rest on his cheek. “And I know you’d never think of hurting me.” The tears stung his eyes, the tiredness that welled in his shoulders began to hurt as you whispered to him, “I know you’re scared of becoming him, but I doubt you ever will. You have so much love to give, Simon. From what I’ve heard, your father only had hurt to give.”

“I don’t ever want to hurt you.” His eyes fluttered closed, leaning his head forward to settle his forehead against yours. “I don’t want to hurt my girls, I just want to love all three of you.”

“That’s all I ask for.”

A little hand smacked his cheek, he opened an eye to look in the direction of Mellie. He opened both of his eyes, pressing a kiss to your forehead before looking to his baby.

“Say Mama.” He spoke, the little baby scrunched her nose again. He smiled through his tears, his eyes flickered up when he saw Winnie creep into view. Her little green bear settled in her arms, she rubbed the back of her hand into her eye. “C’mon, Winnie.”

The chestnut haired little girl instantly climbed her way onto his lap, narrowly avoiding the baby on his chest and plopping in between him and you. You instantly moved your arm around her, grabbing the blanket that was set on the arm of the couch. He helped you with his free hand, pulling the blanket to cover his family.

“I’m proud of you, Si.” You spoke, hand resting on his chest as your arm laid on Winnie’s side. His oldest daughter’s head settled just under yours, you placed a kiss on her head.

Those words made him smile, the tears falling down his face - Mellie looked back up to him after curiously watching you and him cover everyone with the blanket. He pressed a kiss to her face before leaning his head back onto the back of the couch, closing his eyes. You moved one leg over his lap, sleep began to gnaw at his head.

“Daddy.”

“Yeah, Winnie?” He answered.

“That wasn’t me.” He heard Winnie as clear as day, his head shot up to look down at Mellie, who still kept herself sitting up and looking at him - a smile on her little face. He could instantly feel your head pop up from his shoulder.

“Mama.” He said, hushed, “You say Mama, Mellie. Not Daddy.”

“Daddy.” The little baby on his chest cooed, louder this time. “Dada.”

“She said her first word.” You whispered, hand squeezing his arm. “I’m so mad at you for being first.”

“I was rooting for her to say mama too,” He whispered, his hand gently patting Mellie’s back.

“Say Mama, Mellie.” The baby looked to you as soon as you spoke, she stared at you. “She has your staring problem.”

“I know. I kind of feel bad.” He commented as he watched Winnie’s hand reach out to pet her sister’s head, the baby cooed again. Mellie looked back to Simon, her little hand reached back for his face. He pressed a kiss to her hand before letting her grab his stubble again, almost wincing as she pulled on it. “Gentle, Bug.”

“Dada.” Mellie answered, then let go of his chin - settling her head gently on his chest this time.

“I love you, Bug.” He whispered, kissing her head before moving to Winnie, placing a kiss on her head too as he said, “I love you, Duckling.”

You pressed a kiss to his cheek before he could get to you. “I love you.”

He wasn’t sure he could ever live without you.

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[collegecuckcakev3]

the rainy night

Swapped with bestie last night. It was a chilly, rainy night. A great night for sex and cuddles in a warm bed. That is exactly what I got. Bestie and I went out for dinner before swapping houses (and dads) for the night. I was expected and bestie's mom made sure she was naked on her knees awaiting my arrival. Her car was parked outside so I could pull right into their garage. Oh the perks of being me. Why should I get all wet anyway? I let her kiss my shoes and anklet as always before leaving her to go find her husband. We hungout for a bit on the couch where he rubbed my thigh, we kkissed, and he left me up a bit while we talked and got waited on by his wife. When she was not in use we used her as a foot rest.

When it was time to head upstairs for our fun we went straight to their room. I wanted to be in the big bed. I wanted to mess it up completely. We accomplished that. Bestie's mom was mainly used as a fluffer and for cleanup purposes. We even madeout a bit while her husband was fucking me in their bed. When he was finished she sucked him clean and he disappeared back downstairs while she licked all his warm cum off my tits. I made her hold his cum in her mouth and show me before pulling her in for a deep passionate kiss.

For the next little while it was just her and I. I took her with a strapon. Alternating between pinching her nipples, slapping her tits and face as I pounded away at her cuckquean pussy. I fucked her to multiple orgasms. Loud orgasms at that. When I could fuck her anymore I just collapsed on top of her panting, sweating. She was also panting, sweating, and thanking me for all I have done for her, and them. Shes never experienced anything like this ever and wishes we would have started this earlier. We decided to go take a nice warm shower together. It was nice since the air felt so damp and cold outside. It was sensual and we took out time with each other. I teased her hard about things. I am good a dirty talk. We madeout some more while I played with her pussy. When I withdrew my finger she sucked it clean before we hopped out and I let her dry me head to toe before I let her dry herself. I was all dry and warm, she soaking wet, as I lifted both my arms and ordered her to kiss them. She knew what I meant. She knew I wanted her to kiss my armpits. She kissed them like a good girl. Not just a quick peck. But like she was kissing a lover. I felt I needed to reassert my dominance and I think that did very well. Once I had enough I left the bathroom letting her dry herself. I put some comfy pjs on and joined her husband on the couch for a bit.

Of course we went for round two before going to bed for the night. This time he pulled out and blew all over her face. She was not allowed to clean, instead just had to rub it in and let it dry. She also begged for more orgasms to which I made her beg hard. She was still denied. I made her sleep at out feet across the bed. The only blankets she had was the one her husband and I were using so she was by our feet. Her head was on my side of the bed so as I had her worship my feet for a bit as her husband and I cuddled and watched some porn on their tv before falling asleep in sexual bliss.

[kaliforniahigh]

Fluffy request, with a touch of angst maybe 🙈

You and Noah have been together for 2 years but now you're slowly drifting apart for various reasons 🥺 He's always on tour or in the studio, he forgets your birthday and anniversary, when he's home he's tired and quiet, etc etc... Well, on the day of your 3rd anniversary he surprises you with a song he wrote (the acoustic version of Just Pretend). He's always loved you even if he isn't good at expressing it, so he thought the song would be the best way. Fluffy hugs and cuddles after the song and maybe a proposal??

I loove a good flangst. I got a little carried away with this one.

Questioning if Noah still loved you after almost 3 years wasn't on your bingo card for 2024.

You knew he was busy for the most part of the year, so you always tried to work around his schedule and he always helped you out.

But in the past weeks you felt a shift in your relantionship.

You noticed he secluded himself in his studio for longer than normal.

Because of that he is more tired and when he gets home he doesn't give you the attention he usually did. Now he just showers and goes to bed.

You could probably count on one hand the words you exchanged with each other during the day.

And today wasn't any different. You get home tired from work, and decided to just take a bath and make something simple for you to eat.

You knew Noah wasn't going to be home before you hit the pillow anyway. You weren't going to wait up just to have yet another awkward conversation.

You went up to your bedroom, dropped your phone on the nighstand, grabbed your favorite candle and went to have your bath.

You didn't hear the front door opening and Noah ascending the stairs to your bedroom. He could smell your candle burning and decided to not disturb you, figuring you had a bad day at work.

While he was changing into some comfy clothes, he heard your phone ping a couple of times.

He knew he shouldn't do this, but he couldn't help but take a peek. He saw your best friend's name on the screen and a text that shattered his heart.

I'm sorry you're feeling this way, honey. Why don't you ask him if his feelings have changed in these years?

As he finished reading, another one came through.

I'm sure he has an explanation for having been treating you this way.

You think he doesn't love you anymore. And as he thinks to the past couple of weeks, he doesn't blame you.

He walks over to the closet and picks up the ring box he has hiding in there along with his work laptop.

As you finish your bath and get yourself dressed, you go downstairs to make yourself some dinner.

You see Noah sitting on the living room couch, doing something in his laptop.

Great, now he is bringing work home too, you think.

"Hey, why don't you sit down with me? I need to talk to you", he tells you, a nervousness in his voice.

"Before I say anything, I need to show you something. It's a song I've been working on and it means a lot to me that you listen to it"

You nod and a few seconds later the soft strumming of a guitar fills the living room.

Noah's voice is unlike anything you've ever heard from him in a song. You can hear the emotion and vulnerability and it brings tears to your eyes.

Somehow you know he is singing this to you, and your confirmation comes when he stands up from the couch and kneels in the carpet right before you.

"I know I haven't been a good boyfriend latetly. Truth is, after buying this ring for you, my head went down a rabbit hole, with thoughts of losing you and not being a good enough partner that I turned into that without even realizing it. I made you doubt my love for you and that is something I never want to do again. I want to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love and appreciate you, if you would let me. So, will you marry me?"

To say you were in shock was an understatement. You honestly thought he was breaking up with you when he said he needed to talk.

You found yourself nodding and saying yes over and over again. Kneeling with him and engulfing him in your arms.

"Whenever you feel that way, I need you to tell me, because we're gonna work through this together. You don't have to feel caged in inside your own mind, okay?"

After a few seconds, he pulled away and slipped the ring in your finger, and you stayed there, feeling the love you have for each other.

[eviesaurusrex]

ᴀʟᴘɪɴᴇ | ʙ. ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ

summary: YN walks into their kitchen, ready to start baking Bucky’s favorite cupcakes, only for a white little intruder to thwart her plan.

prompt: There was a cat sitting in my kitchen. I don’t know where it came from because no one of my neighbors owns a cat. She just sat there on my kitchen table and stared into my eyes.

word count: 1.9k

warnings: none, pure fluff, Alpine being a little home intruder, Bucky being head over heels for her, Alpine already feeling perfectly at home, not entirely proofread

author’s note: I read the prompt, and I instantly thought of Bucky and Alpine. It’s nothing good because I’m tired, but we have to deal with it for now.

* * *

A sunny day passed at the windows of their cozy Brooklyn apartment, but YN still felt more at ease inside their home, not feeling the overwhelming urge to go outside and stock up on that vitamin D for free out there, even though fall was apparently just around the corner. She needed to go outside, but today wasn’t the day. Today was a staying as long at home as possible and not even thinking about going outside-day. At some point, everyone had such a day on their plate. Maybe today was the day because Bucky finally was back home after three cruel weeks in some rural part of the planet, without a phone line and without wifi to send a mail, telling her that everything was alright.

They had spent the entire morning and early afternoon in their bed, not in the mood to leave just yet, and had bathed in each other’s company. Bucky had drawn indecipherable patterns on her naked back, constantly pushing her to the brink of sleep again while the tv was running in the background, the countless rerun of Criminal Minds flickering over the screen. They had talked about everything and anything, Bucky had read to her, she had read to him, and they had cuddled enough to satiate their indescribable need to feel one another close again—for now.

He was showering now, and while he did that, YN could take up on her promise and bake his favorite cupcakes. She had wanted to bake them last night after Tony had informed her that Bucky, Steve, and Sam would return that night or the morning at the latest. Stubbornly, she had tried to stay awake, but ultimately, YN had fallen asleep in front of the tv on the couch, Grey’s Anatomy running in the background and lulling her into slumber, only waking up when she felt Bucky’s familiar warmth and his whispering words when he had picked her up and carried her to bed. He wasn’t too sad about the unprepped cupcakes because she had promised him, between heated and longing but also tired kisses, that she would make him some for breakfast or lunch.

Going through the list of ingredients in her head, YN strolled through the living room and into the kitchen, just to open the two windows there and let the soothing warmth of the afternoon air inside. Humming to a tune that kept stuck in her mind, she waltzed into the pantry next, stacking ingredient after ingredient into her arms, adding some colorful sprinkles to spice things up a bit, before waltzing back out—more careful now because non of them needed a flour incident yet again. “Gotta quickly jump downstairs to the store to get some more butter,” YN mumbled to herself, lost in her thoughts of planning the act of proceeding here, but fell silent at the sound of a soft meow.

At first, she thought she must’ve imagined it and slowly placed her ingredients onto the small kitchen island in the middle of the room, only to hear it again, louder this time. With the unopened pack of sugar still in her hand, YN raised her gaze and stared directly into a pair of the bluest eyes she had ever seen, a pink nose almost bumping against hers. Without moving, the two stared at one another; she even stopped breathing for a few seconds, thinking the cat might disappear right in front of her eyes and all this would just be a weird dream or a wild imagination. Maybe she was hallucinating because she didn’t eat anything today, and her blood sugar was low. But even after seconds without fresh oxygen and a deep inhale after that, the white cat still stood in front of her, her tiny paws still resting on the flour pack, her tiny nose still almost touching hers.

YN knew that this cat didn’t belong in here—they didn’t own one, and she knew for a fact that neither did their neighbors. The missing collar was just another indication of her suspicion that this cat was as homeless as she had once been. No one had wanted her, so she had searched for a place to call home on her own, probably just like this little fellow in front of her.

The sound of the stopping shower pulled the agent out of her head, and without moving her body an inch, she slightly pulled her head back to shout over her shoulder: “Uhm… Bucky?” Usually, this was all it took for the super soldier to come running and looking what his girl needed, and even after tiring weeks, she heard the sounds of his heavy steps coming closer and closer. “Everything alright, doll?” He still stood in the living room, not seeing the cat now sitting in front of YN, licking her paws and starting to clean her pristine white fur as if she wanted to make the most perfect first impression. “Well… Uh… We have a cat sitting in our kitchen.” Stepping one step aside, she opened the view for him and pointed to the small kitten—she couldn’t be much older than half a year—just in case he didn’t see the little intruder right away.

Bucky stopped moving, even breathing, as his eyes fell on the little creature now meowing in anticipation, and YN knew he felt just as confused as she still did. “I don’t know where she came from—well, okay, I know where she came from because there’s only one way in. She came through the window, obviously. But I don’t know where she came from. She just stood right in front of me, basically staring into my soul, and now she’s just… sitting there. I don’t know where she came from, but I also don’t know what-what to do?” YN had faced many difficult situations as an agent, many situations no average person would ever have to face, but this, this was uncharted territory even for her.

The white kitten meowed again, louder this time, staring from one human to another, waiting on her spot on the wooden countertop patiently, her fluffy tail sweeping from one side to the other.

YN stared back at Bucky to see his reaction to this quite unusual situation and saw him… starstruck. That was the only fitting adjective she could find at that moment, and she didn’t dare to say another word, not wanting to disturb him in his thoughts. She waited just as patiently as the little intruder did, both watching the man as closely as possible until he started moving. He crept closer and closer, a worried look now creeping up into his pretty blue eyes as he scooted inch after inch.

“What are you doing, love?” It was only a whisper, a soft giggle hiding in its depths. “Tryin’ not to scare her away, doll,” he answered even more quietly, eyes never leaving the cat, who apparently was as undisturbed by them as possible. “I don’t think she’s even slightly irritated by us, baby.” The giggle fought its way out of her body now, and Bucky finally looked at her, a teasing smile appearing on his handsome features. “And why are you still holding the sugar then, sugar?” Looking down at her hands, YN realized that she indeed held the pack of sugar and slowly placed it onto the kitchen island, but not even that disturbed the cat. She just quickly glanced from Bucky to her and back to the high-towering man.

Suddenly, she started to purr when he finally reached her, a hand slightly outstretched to let her sniff at it. But she didn’t even need to be soothed because in the next second, she elegantly jumped in his direction, and only his quick reflexes helped him to catch the cat before she could claw at his skin. “Woah there,” the brunet chuckled, cradling the now heavily purring cat in his arms and dwarfing her even more. His fingers started to scratch her soft belly, mumbling sweet nothings to her, and YN could see how heavily enraptured he already was with the tiny ball of white fur.

Slowly walking over to these two unalike seeming characters—but YN knew how much of a cuddler Bucky was, so the cat was basically him—the agent peaked into his arms to see a very content cat lying there, little paws stretched towards the ceiling and meowing in her direction as if she wanted to command even more attention. And she wasn’t that strong-willed when it came to cats. “Aw, you’re such a cute little home intruder, aren’t you?” She grinned happily as the kitten tried to catch her index finger between her paws, purring even harder when she felt YN scratch her lovingly under the chin. “And she just came through the window?” She looked up at Bucky’s quiet question, could hear the uncertainty swimming in his tone, and she nodded. “Yeah. Just sitting there all of a sudden, demanding attention and love, I suppose? She doesn’t wear a collar, and I don’t think she’s chipped, either. Look at how thin she is.” Her words turned into a worried mumble, but a smile soon etched its way back onto her face. “But you’re a strong one, little one. Yes, you are. Just like him.”

Bucky stared down at his best girl, watching her fall in love with the cat just as hard and fast as he had. He felt his heart ache and beat rapidly, especially as he watched them, knowing they must turn into a family now. He couldn’t leave the little fella all by herself, kicking her out again, putting her down in some pestering alleyway to fend for herself. She didn’t deserve it—just as he hadn’t deserved to be left behind. Just as YN hadn’t deserved it.

“We can’t put her back out there,” he finally dared to say, trying his luck, and he knew it. Sometimes, Bucky was sure that finding YN was all he could’ve hoped for, that this was all the luck the universe had granted him, but then, she had loved him back, had saved him from himself, and brought him back. They had built a home together and still loved each other, maybe even more so than at the very start. The bad dreams couldn’t get him here, the haunting memories were a distant white noise for most of the time, and even when they tried to attack him out of the shadows, YN was there to save him. That’s why he knew that this cat was meant for them. They had to protect her from the cruel outside world and welcome her in their cozy little corner of this planet.

And as Bucky glanced at YN between his long lashes, watching her face and her eyes as she finally looked up at him, he knew that she thought the same thoughts. He just knew. Apparently, the cat knew it as well because she turned in his arms, jumped down to the ground, and almost pranced toward their couch. Stretching, she prepared herself and jumped onto the cushions looking over at them and picking her favorite—the dark green one YN loved to use when Bucky’s thigh wasn’t around—and plopped down, making herself comfortable.

Softly, he wrapped his arm around the woman he loved and pulled her into his side, eyes still watching how this cat already felt perfectly at home.

“I think we have a cat now,” YN grinned and looked up at Bucky in perfect timing of his bending head and his soft lips on top of hers. “Any name ideas?” He hummed lowly at the question, lips still connected in a gentle kiss, before leaning their foreheads together and gently nudging the top of her nose with his.

“How about Alpine?”

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Two in two days, what’s happening??? Anyway: I hope you liked it and enjoyed reading this one. If you did: I’d love a reblog and your thoughts about it! I know I once had a taglist, but I kinda lost it on my Mac and didn’t want to look for it now. Sorry.

[nburkhardt]

Oh sugar, sugar, I love you

The way their relationship is outed, it’s all because he’s a light weight and overly affectionate.

All it takes is a few hits and he’s feeling floaty and content, comfortable leaning against the couch. He’s on the floor, Eddie and Robin taking over the couch behind him and Nancy sitting in the recliner across from them.

They’re taking the night off together. It’s been a few months since Spring Break and they’re all finally physically healed and healthy. Their whole group is taking the rest of the year off from all the things. The older ones, staying in town a little while longer before going back to normal. Right now, Eddie brought a few joints and a promise for relaxation. Steve and Robin set up the location (Steve’s house) while Nancy got the snacks and drinks.

It’s a Friday night, no need for rides or work for any of them tomorrow.

Steve’s feeling the high coming on and sighs, and he holds up his hand towards Robin before putting his head back up against Eddie’s thigh, “this was a great idea, babe”

It makes Eddie chuckle, brushing Steve’s hair and patting the top “you’re such a lightweight”

He just let out a hum while closing his eyes, enjoying the head massage and the sounds of his best friends softly talking. He’s relaxed enough at this point that his brain is shutting down and his simple hum turns into humming and before anyone in the room realizes, he’s softly singing ‘Sugar, Sugar’ even though they don’t have any music currently playing.

Eddie notices first, especially since Steve’s head is against his thigh. His focus completely on Steve, doesn’t notice the girls looking at them in giggling confusion. They all hear him sing out, “Oh, sugar, sugar. You are my candy boy, and you got me wanting you”

It’s adorable, it makes all of them smile seeing the blessed, relaxed and happy Steve. Between all three of them, they haven’t seen it in a long time. Steve doesn’t notice all eyes are on him, he just continues to softly sing along to the music in his head, getting to his favorite part. Getting a little louder and opens his eyes to look up at Eddie, “I just can’t believe, the loveliness of loving you. I just can’t believe it’s true, I just can’t believe. The wonder of this feeling, too. I just can’t believe it’s true.”

It’s so cheesy, but it makes Eddie melt. He’s all too aware of the other eyes on them, so he doesn’t automatically lean down to steal a kiss.

That doesn’t register in Steve’s mind. He pouts before pushing himself up and crowds in close to Eddie, sitting on his lap and wrapping his arms around him. Kissing him softly before sighing and resting his head against Eddie’s shoulder, softly says “oh, honey, I love you”

The girls are staring at them with their jaws on the floor and wide eyes, even under the buzz of their highs.

Eddie ignores them in favor of looking at Steve. Wrapping his arms around him, shifting just enough to be comfortable and able to properly cuddle his boyfriend close. He listens as Steve falls asleep against him and he relaxes, breathing a sigh before closing his own eyes.

It’s not the best spot to sleep, should probably move and head to Steve’s room. But Steve’s already asleep and the most relaxed he’s been in years, he’ll deal with a little back pain and his legs going numb.

He falls asleep soon after, holding Steve close.

The Next Morning

Robin is determined to figure out if what she vaguely remembers what happened last night, is true. She can’t exactly believe it yet, since she was sharing a joint with Steve. But she also doesn’t think she’s that creative enough to dream up Steve singing decently well while high out of his mind and not just singing but singing to Eddie.

She steals some of Steve’s clothes and after a quick shower, she’s refreshed and on a mission. Meets Nancy in the hallway, she stayed in the guest room while Robin took up soulmate status and stole Steve’s bed for the night.

They make their way downstairs, enjoying the quiet sounds from the birds waking up. A plan set in their minds to either find the boys asleep together or apart. Robin’s hoping to see Steve still wrapping in Eddie’s arms just so she can poke fun at her soulmate when they’re alone. Nancy’s wondering how it happened, when it happened.

If it is true, or if this is Steve’s way of making it real.

Despite leaving the boys asleep on the couch last night, they’re still a little surprised to find them exactly the same. Or actually, now Eddie has Steve trapped between him and the couch. Their legs are a tangled mess under the blanket Robin threw on them the night before. Eddie has his arms wrapped around Steve, hugging him close. And one of Steve’s arms is wrapped around Eddie while the other is trapped between them.

It’s soft and precise. Maybe a little uncomfortable, too.

Robin pulls Nancy back from walking closer, “let’s give them another hour?” She whispers and looks at how relaxed Steve looks, “we can grill them later, let’s go get breakfast?”

With one last look at the boys, they pull shoes on before leaving quietly. A silent promise to bring back food. They end up grabbing an easy breakfast from the diner, eats in there in a comfortable silence with some comments here and there. It’s not until they’re waiting for the food they ordered for the boys when they get back on the topic.

“I know he can be cheesy, he’s a romantic at heart. But that was a little too sweet” Nancy says with a shake of her head, “although maybe Eddie likes that”

Robin snorts, “yeah he doesn’t come across as someone into cheesy dorks.”

The food in to-go boxes and some coffee for all of them, they’re on the way back to Steve’s. It’s nice, the town isn’t fully up for the day. There’s only a few people out for morning runs and walking the pets, nearly no cars on the streets yet.

A quick drive later and they’re walking back inside and can hear some quiet talking. Robin quickly makes her way into the living room and finds Steve and Eddie still on the couch but now they’ve switched positions. Steve’s the one sitting on the couch, Eddie’s the one in his lap with his head against Steve’s shoulder.

It’s so domestic and adorable.

Robin kinda hates it, just because she doesn’t want to share her soulmate. But if this is love, she guesses she’ll deal. At least it’s Eddie and he knows how codependent she and Steve are.

“We got breakfast for you,” she speaks up and enjoys how they jump apart, “And I have so many questions”

She has a front row seat to the blushes that blooms on both their faces, she points to the kitchen before making her way to join Nancy. Hears a panicked whisper from Eddie and a just as freaked one back from Steve, shaking her head she says loudly, “Come on, Dinguses, we have so much to discuss right now. Stop panicking and eat your breakfast”

It’s quiet at first once they all sit at the table. The boys are sitting next to each other, she can tell Steve has a hand on Eddie’s thigh. She sips at her coffee and shares a glance with Nancy and then looks at Steve, her soulmate that kept this a secret.

His face must be burning from how red he is and she only likes it because he can get her red in the face with just a few lame jokes. Eddie’s blush is still there but not as deep as Steve’s.

“So, Steven, Edward. Do you have anything to tell us?” She props her head in her hands glancing between the two of them, out of the corner of her eye she sees Nancy sip at her drink. “Also just so you know I have a vague memory of last night.”

Steve’s eyes widen and he drops his fork, “what did I do?”

She snorts, “well, besides sing a cheesy love song without music? You climbed into Eddie’s lap and kissed him. Right in front of us”

Steve’s eyes widen and then slowly sinks down his chair, hiding his face in his hands, “oh my god. I can’t- i shouldn’t get high”

“Dingus, no! That’s- it’s not that embarrassing. It’s just us, yeah? I’m just- we’re just surprised is all” She frowns, sharing a look with Nancy before getting up and standing next to him, “Stevie, I’m you’re platonic soulmate, right?”

He nods, face still covered and she doesn’t bother moving them.

“Then you shouldn’t be embarrassed with me. If anything, we’re embarrassing together. Okay?”

“Embarrassing platonic soulmates for life” he mumbles out and peeks between his fingers, she smiles and nods “sorry Robbie”

Shaking her head, she pulls his hands away to look at his face. He’s still red but there’s at least a he’s smiling now. Squeezing his hands before letting go and sits on the table instead of her seat. Looking at Eddie, “So, my soulmate?”

Eddie’s eyes widen and it brings her joy.

“Robbie, don’t be possessive right now! We- we’ve been dating for a while now” Steve admits and gets her attention back on him, “I- I wasn’t sure if we’d last. So, I- we- uh,” he looks away from her and she can tell that he’s also avoiding looking towards Nancy.

Eddie pulls Steve’s hand away and tangles their fingers together, “we wanted to be sure, we were going to tell you and everyone else.”

She easily accepts it and knows that when they decide to have Soulmate Night, Steve will tell her more or more like she’ll have to pry it out of him. For now, she’ll tease and poke fun at the two of them. She doesn’t know where Nancy’s head is at, but the other girl is smiling and promises not to spill to anyone else. They continue to eat and enjoy being together before going on with the day.

It’s only a week later that she sees another Dingus singing performance. It’s the same song, and he’s high again. But this time it’s in Gareth’s garage.

Robin loves the Corroded Coffin boys, they’re all dorks and can be a lot but overall they’re so sweet.

She takes a hit of the joint and looks around for Steve. A smile breaks out on her face when she sees her soulmate leaning against Eddie as they sway-dance while talking with Jeff, she goes to take another hit before walking over. “We’re listening to Dio right now and you’re slow dancing”

Jeff snorts but the couple continues on, she sees that Steve’s has his eyes closed. “They’re a lot, yeah?”

She nods, biting back a comment on the cheesiness. Instead she watches them sway, it’s honestly a weird picture. Eddie’s dressed in his usual black jeans and a dio shirt, his jacket and vest are thrown on a chair. Steve’s wearing a pair of dark blue jeans with a baby blue sweater. Both their faces have blushes.

“Can you believe these two?” She looks over and finds Gareth standing beside her, “they’re sickening, I swear”

She rolls her eyes but smiles, “I’d say cheesy, actually”

Before anyone else could reply back, they all watch as Steve tries to stand still but sways closer to Eddie, a smile playing at his lips. Even with the music currently playing is Metallica, she can just barely hear a hum start out of Steve, sees Eddie let out a chuckle and pressed a kiss to Steve’s forehead.

It’s like the universe decided they needed to hear Steve sing. They hear the beginnings of Sugar, Sugar. It’s cheesy and lame, but the look on their faces is worth it.

“Oh honey, honey, sugar, sugar… you are my candy boy.” Steve sings the last bit and pulls Eddie close to press their lips together, after a minute, they rest their foreheads together.

It’s only because of the music stopping that she manages to hear them whisper “honey, I love you” to each other. The whole thing makes her heart melt and want to punch them for making her a hopeless romantic.

So she doesn’t say anything but she sees the others all shake their heads with smiles, Gareth’s the one that catches her eye.

“They’re too much, yeah?”

Shaking her head, she smiles and glances back at the couple now just hugging. Eddie’s rocking side to side with Steve tucked into him, his head resting on Eddie’s shoulder, it’s adorable. “Maybe, but I’m happy that they’re happy, ya know?”

~~

Idk how else to end this without typing up even more words. Sooo we’re ending it there and tbh this was basically me rambling with enjoying the high I’m currently getting from an edible ✌️

I’m a fucking sucker for steddie secret relationship and silly reveals. And also a high Steve is what I’d imagine is a clingy and affectionate lightweight. So I had to include that. But also then I decided he absolutely had to sing Sugar, Sugar.

Anyway I’m rambling again. Pls ignore any typos or weird phrasing, I was high while I wrote a good chunk of this 🫡

[jackmanbj]

only for you

18+ smut!

AN: this is my very first smut fic, EVER! so i apologize if its bad or not what you expected.

summary: jack noticed you had been spending a lot more time with urban, jack gets jealous and tries to argue with urban.

requested by a lovely anon🌸

jack had been in the studio for over 6 hours, the only time he has came out was to get some water and snacks and would head back to the home studio.

at this point you were getting bored so you went to go knock on the studio door.

when you knocked you heard a loud huff and an aggressive, “come in”

“hi baby, you need some food?” you started walking towards him and started playing in his hair.

“no but i need you out because i cant fucking focus.”

“uhm jackman!!” “what now!?” “i.. never mind, sleep on the sofa. i dont want to see you tonight.” “yeah whatever.”

you left the room with tears brimming in your eyes, you went straight to urbans room and knocked and urban said a quick “come in”

once you walked in urban immediately asked you what was wrong.

“jack has been being the biggest dick, i get hes working but he yelled at me because i asked him if he wanted some food..”

“its ok mamas come here”

urban pulled you into his chest and he let you lay there and cry.

after a few minutes of you crying urban put on a tv show he knew you loved and your attention went straight to that, forgetting about jack.

after a couple hours of you and urban talking, you and urban were laying in bed, urban had his shirt off and you had your sweatpants on and an undershirt, you were both just watching tv.

until jack walked in.

“hi ba-“ “what the fuck!” “what??” you looked at urban in hopes he could answer your confusion.

but of course.

he couldn’t.

“jack whats going on baby??” “why the fuck are you in bed with urban??” “you were working so me and urban were just watching tv?? its not like we’re cuddling or naked or anything.”

“y/n come here” you slowly got out of the bed and made your way to jack.

“y/n go upstairs to your room” urban told you not wanting you to watch your boyfriend and your best friend about to argue.

you quickly went back upstairs and on your way up you heard jack and urban screaming at each other.

after a little while you heard a loud thump.

you immediately ran back downstairs to find jack and urban fighting.

“JACKMAN AND URBAN!!”

as soon as they heard there names they stopped fighting.

“jackman thomas. go upstairs and go take a shower i’ll be up there in a minute.”

jack hesitated but went upstairs and when you heard the water running you started talking to urban.

“what the fuck happened??” “he started yelling at me talking about how i was trying to get in your pants or whatever, we started arguing then i guess we fought.” “..when jack gets out go take a shower please.” “alright.”

“i swear im like yall damn mother.” you said under your breath as you walked out of urbans room.

you walked back upstairs into the bathroom, “jack hurry up and get out the shower, yall i act like yall have no fucking home training.”

once jack got out you started putting bandages and bruise cream wherever he gotten scratched or whatever he had gotten hit hard.

once you were done you started putting your things back in the box and gathering the trash to throw away.

“i’ll be back im going tale care of urban.

“hes a grown ass man he can take care of himself.” “jackman! stop acting like a 13 year old, hes still your best friend, he did nothing wrong, and your lucky im even letting you sleep in the bed ‘cause you were supposed to be sleeping on the couch. now like i said, i’ll be back.”

you went upstairs to urbans room to find him in her sweatpants smoking.

“let me hit” “you’ve never smoked before, maybe another time” “yea whatever.”

you searched urbans body for any scratches and bruises, once you found some you put some bruising cream and bandages on them.

“thanks mamas” “your welcome urban.”

you went back to the bedroom and found jack laying on his back, one hand behind his head and the other one him strolling on his phone.

you climbed into bed and jack quickly placed his phone down to cuddle you but you were quicker and pushed him off.

“ma..” “no jackman, you acted like the biggest asshole in the world, tomorrow your going to apologize to him by the way!” “WHAT!!?” “you heard me loud and clear.” “fine but lose that fucking attitude.”

“i dont have one.”

“you clearly do. lose it for i fuck it out of you.”

“jack leave me alone fuck.”

jack raised up and grabbed you by your neck squeezing it lightly.

“lose it. now.” jack voice was getting raspy, you could tell he was getting impatient and was ready to fuck you until you couldn’t even say your own name, and you couldn’t wait, so you played the game with him.

“jack, fuck me. please..” “dirty ass slut.”

jack let go of your neck and watched you scramble to take off your clothes.

once you were fully naked jack took your chin in his hand and pulled downward so your mouth was facing right were his cock was, covered by a thin piece of cotton.

with his free hand he lowered his pants enough for his cock to spring free, lightly slapping his stomach.

“suck.”

you put his tip in your mouth using your tongue to draw light circles around it.

you reached you eyes up to look at jack whos head was all the way back, after a while jack got sick of your teasing.

“stop trying to tease me and suck this dick.”

you put as much as you could fit of jacks cock in you mouth and grabbed the rest with your hand.

jack was quick to pop your hand away though.

“nuh uh, put that pretty little mouth to work, suck the whole thing. without your hands.”

you took his whole cock out your mouth “its to big, i cant fit the whole thing in!” “i dont care.”

you huffed and tried to place the whole thing in your mouth, jack was grunting every so often. you could tell he was trying to hold back moans.

jack noticed you struggling and took his hand and pushed your head further down his cock, jack let out a loud moan as you gagged on him.

“faster.”

you immediately started sucking him faster, jack letting his sweet moans eco all around the room, his hand found its way into your hair, jack twitched in your mouth, you got ready to swallow knowing jack wouldn’t let you up until you he knew you swallowed ever drop of his cum.

“FUCK!” jack threw his head back and came into your mouth.

you took him out your mouth and swallowed the cum, showing him your tongue when you were done.

“good girl, face down ass up.”

you got into the position jack just had told you to get into, jack went behind you looking at your glistening pussy, jack ran his fingers through your folds making you shiver.

jack chuckled at the way you looked, he knew he had full power over your body at this moment.

and you knew it to.

jack took his thick cock into his hand and rubbed in through your folds, teasing your throbbing entrance.

you wiggled your ass on him to try and slip his cock in, but all you got was a harsh smack on the ass.

“what have i told you about trying to rush me huh?” “hurry uppp!”

jack pulled your hair, pulling you up to his chest. “stop getting fucking smart with me, im done playing with you.”

“sorry jack.”

jack let go of the grip he had on your hair and roughly rammed into you.

you grabbed into the sheets as your face duh deeper into the soft fluffy blanket.

jack waited a few seconds to let you adjust to his size.

once you were ready you wiggle your ass back and forth while jack put his hands on your hips and started to thrust in and out of you.

“mm jack..”

jack took his hand off your waist and but a harsh smack on your ass, making you whine and jump from the sudden contact.

“whats my name when im inside of you?” jack asked thrusting into you harder, letting a few grunts slip out

“baby please”

“i asked you a question answer me slut.”

“DADDY!”

“act like you got some sense when im inside of you.”

jack thrusted into you harder, she sounds of sweet moans leaving your lips as jack grunted into your ear.

your face was pushing harder and harder into the sheets as jack pounded into you.

“fuck, you have such a smart mouth to have such a good pussy, i shouldn’t even let you cum. when i tell you to lose the attitude, lose it.”

“jack please.”

once again jack stopped moving in and out of you and pulled you back by your hair into his chest.

“y/n, you got one more fucking time to call me by my name. next time your dumbass won’t cum.”

“yes sir.”

jack pushed you back down letting go of your hair, pulling completely out of you.

“get on your back.”

you quickly started to get onto your back, you propped your legs up and jack started holding them to make sure they would stay.

jack let your legs rest on his thighs as he rubbed his cock against your glistening folds.

you wanted to whine or push back but you knew jack would just punish you for it.

jack roughly pushed into you, jack didnt give you anytime to adjust, he kept ramming into you, your perfect tits bouncing up and down every time jack thrusted.

jack reached down to take one of your tits in his mouth, he played with the other one with his thumb and index finger.

“daddy please. its to much!” jack released your nipple from his mouth “you can take it mamas, be a big girl for me.”

jack put his head in the crock of you neck, jack was becoming unable to control his moans, he was panting and whining in your ear, and you loved every second of it.

you felt yourself about to cum. “FUCK! jack im about to cum!!” “let it go mamas, cum all over me.”

jack lifted his head up so he could look at your face while you came on his pretty cock.

after 7 more thrust, you came all over jack.

jack knew he wouldn’t last longer, the feeling of you clenching all over him, and him looking at your pretty face whine and moan had him in a trance.

jack started to twitch inside of you, you got ready to take his cum, jack came inside of you but kept thrusting, trying to keep your and his high going.

you tried running from him, but of course he pulled you back.

“nuh uh, where you going?”

after a few more thrust jack pulled out and collapsed on your chest.

you both laid there for a few seconds looking around till you felt jack get up.

jack came back with a wet wash cloth and some water.

jack handed you the water and started to clean you off.

“i love you mamas.”

“i love you more jackie.”

you drunk half the water and put it on your nightstand, jack lifted you up and brought you to the bathroom to pee while he cleaned himself off.

jack brought you back to the room, he put his hoodie on you and walked back to the bathroom, you laid there waiting for jack to cone back.

you seen the lights switch off and seen jack walk out, he only had on a pair of boxers.

jack laid down next to you and kissed you goodnight. he laid on top off you and fell asleep to your chest rising up and down with every breathe, making him feel more comfortable.

[haleyhunwritess]

hiiii if requests are open can u write one where she has bad period cramps and its seb or bucky taking care of her with like lots of fluff and maybe he teases her for crying at a commercial because shes feeling hormonal cuz of her period but it just ends with a lot of fluff💕

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝

pairing: bucky x reader

warning: period cramps, FLUFFFF

a/n: i woke up with the worst cramps possible and all i wanted was to cuddle with someone but i'm on campus now trying to get some work done :( i wanna post some more period comfort fics, maybe today or tomorrow! i have an old period comfort fic request from @chrisevansdaughter that i'm working on that i can hopefully post soon 💗

"Do you think it's bleeding? It feels like it's bleeding." Bucky groaned, rubbing the back of his head.

"Oh please, you're fine." You mumbled from the couch, clutching your lower abdomen while holding your breath as your cramps started to get worse.

This morning you'd woken up to the most painful cramps you've ever experienced. You assumed that they were pre-period cramps, and tried to go back to sleep. However, a few minutes later, you felt Bucky's hand on your shoulder gently shaking you awake. You mumbled five more minutes, before trying to go back to sleep.

"Love, wake up," he whispered, glancing down at the dark stain on the bed, "You're bleeding, doll."

Suddenly awake, you quickly opened your eyes and turned to look down at the crimson stain on the bed. Groaning loudly, you put your head in your hands. You normally got your period on time, though sometimes it could be a day or two late. It was rarely ever early. You weren't supposed to get your period for another 4 days, and yet here it was. You felt embarrassed, but fortunately that feeling didn't last long as your body started to cramp up again. You whimpered loudly, while clutching your stomach and struggling to breathe.

You struggled to sit up, as the cramps were somehow starting to get even worse. Bucky quickly put one arm behind your back, and held your hand in his, to help you sit up. You quietly thanked him before turning your gaze back down to the stain, and cursing silently, "I'm so sorry, bubba, I wasn't supposed to get my period yet. I didn't mean to ruin your sheets."

"Love, I'm not mad at you. You have nothing to be sorry about, it's okay. I'm sorry I had to wake you up but we've gotta get you cleaned up." Bucky kissed your forehead, before getting up and leaving the room.

He came back a few minutes later with some towels, a water bottle, and some ibuprofen. He handed you the ibuprofen first, which you gladly took before washing it down with some water. Then he helped you get up carefully, holding you gently in his arms as he lead you over to the bathroom. He put the towels down on the counter, then walked over to the shower to turn on the hot water.

"Alright, doll. You take as long as you need in there, okay? If you need anything, just shout and I'll come running. I'm just gonna go clean up in the room, okay?" Before you could even protest, he left the bathroom to take the sheets to the laundry.

You stepped out of the shower after a while, already starting to feel a bit better. You noticed Bucky had left a pair of his sweatpants and his favourite hoodie on the counter next to the towels. There was also a bag of supplies on the ground, with different feminine hygiene products, a heating pad, some painkillers you were definitely going to need later, and some other essentials. After drying yourself off with the towel, you got dressed quickly and decided to go check on Bucky.

You found him downstairs in the kitchen, pouring hot water into a cup. Walking over to him, you noticed a familiar sweet smell coming from the kitchen. That's when you noticed a fresh batch of his painfully-delicious pancakes sitting on the counter. You put your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. He turned around, and pulled you into his arms gently, being careful not to hug you too tight in case you still have cramps.

You helped him carry the pancakes and the tea over to the living room. You sat down in front of the TV and started flipping through the channels. Bucky picked up your fork, and started feeding you small bites as you settled on what show to watch. Eventually, breakfast was over and you were cuddled up on the couch watching titanic. You've only seen the movie once and you found the ending sad, but you never cry at the ending. Until today. It seemed like your body was determined to make you miserable today as you wiped the tears that were streaming down your face at a fast pace. You hoped Bucky wouldn't notice that you were crying, especially just because of a movie. You glanced over at him and noticed he was straight at you, and trying to stifle a laugh. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't contain his laughter anymore. He got up from the couch, still laughing, as you glared him.

"Screw you, Barnes, it's not funny!" You picked up a pillow from the couch and threw it at him, but it only made him laugh harder.

"I'm sorry, love, I couldn't help it!" He chuckled as he picked up the pillow and threw it back on the couch next to you. "I didn't think you were one to cry at movies like that. It wasn't like one glistening tear either, doll, you were nearly sobbing. Don't get me wrong though, it was adorable!"

"You jerk!" You picked up the pillow again and threw it at him but it missed him once again. As he bent over to pick the pillow back up, you picked up the remote this time, and launched it at him. Unfortunately, this time it actually hit him.

"Ow, what the-" He got up, rubbing the back of his head, "That actually hurt, doll, what was that?"

"The remote" You mumbled, trying not to laugh.

He glared at you before bending down to pick up the pillow and throw it back at you. Although he didn't mean to, he threw it pretty hard and it hit your stomach, right as the cramps decided to make a comeback. He quickly apologized and walked over to you to make sure you weren't hurt too bad.

"Just go get me the pain-killers, doofus." You mumbled, laying down sideways, clutching your lower abdomen.

He got up and made his way to the kitchen, still rubbing the spot at the back of his head, the one where you threw the remote at.

"Do you think it's bleeding? It feels like it's bleeding." Bucky groaned, as he continued to rub the back of his head, checking for any blood.

"Oh please, you're fine." You mumbled from the couch, clutching your lower abdomen while holding your breath as your cramps started to get worse.

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[lives-in-midgard]

You'll never be alone

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky comforts reader after a family dinner.

Word Count: 930

Masterlist

Yesterday you were at your parents’ home for a family dinner and because it was late you texted Bucky that you were sleeping there. Because he knows how your parents sometimes can be, he asked you if everything is okay and you texted him of course back, so he assumed that it was.

After he had breakfast Bucky started to worry that you weren’t okay. He looked at his phone and haven’t got any message from you. Normally you would always send him a good morning text with I love you and a heart emoji when someone of you is away. But this morning you haven’t even texted him back, which made him wonder if everything was okay. At first, he thought maybe the internet connection wasn’t good or something, so he waited for a while and took a quick shower, but you haven’t texted him back after that either. So, he decided to go downstairs to the others and maybe someone else knew something or you just got home.

“Do you guys know something from y/n?” Bucky asked the other avengers when he walked in the living room and couldn’t see you there. His hope that you were there and the internet connection wasn’t good immediately disappeared.

“I think she is still at her parents’ home.” Steve said and Bucky could see a confused look on Wanda’s face.

“She didn’t go to your room last night?” Wanda asked while she turned the TV off.

“What do you mean Wanda?” Bucky asked her.

“She came home last night. I only saw her for a few minutes, but she looked sad. I talked to her and thought she was going to you because she said she would.” Wanda said and Bucky began to worry and thought what might had happened at your parents’ home that made you so upset that you didn’t even want to go to him.

“But y/n texted me that she is staying there. I should have known that something is off. I’m... I’m her boyfriend. I should have known that she is not fine like she texted me and when she only sent a good night instead of calling me.” Bucky started to walk through the room and Steve and Wanda looked at each other. Steve stood up from the couch, walked up to Bucky and placed his hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

“You should go up and check on her, Buck.” Steve suggested him and Bucky nodded.

“You are right I’ll go to her to make sure she is okay.”

When he stood in front of your door, Bucky took a deep breath and made a gentle knock on the door with the hope that you were okay.

"Hey doll, it's me Buck." He said in a soft tone but didn't hear a response from you. When Bucky was quiet for a moment, he could hear you sniffle.

"Doll, I'm coming in okay." When he didn't hear a response from you, he opened the door. There was not much light coming through the curtains, but Bucky could see you laying there facing the other side of the room and covered in your soft blanket. He walked over to your side and kneeled down in front of you.

"Hey, doll." Bucky lifted his arm and gently stroked your cheek with his hand.

You began to sniffle "I’m..." You paused.

"It's okay doll, you don't have to talk." Bucky said and wiped with his thumb a tear from your cheek away.

"Do you want me to cuddle you?" He asked and you nodded.

"Okay, doll." Bucky said and gave you a kiss on the forehead. He stood up and climbed into the bed and wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"I've got you doll. Everything is gonna be alright, I promise." Bucky said while you sobbed and gave you a kiss on your shoulder. Bucky was holding you as long as you needed him and whispered some calming words into your ear while giving you kisses. After a while you calmed down a bit and were ready to say something.

"Why am I never enough?" You said and it was quiet for a moment.

"You are enough, maybe not for your parents but for me you are more than enough. You saved me, you were there for me when I was feeling so low and thought no one could ever love me. You came and saved me like an angel... you are my angel." A smile began to grow on your face, what Bucky has just said was more than a I love you it was so much more.

"You don't need your parents to be happy you have me, and you'll never be alone, I promise." Bucky continued to say and you turned around in his arms and faced him with a smile.

"Thank you, babe. You're right I'll never be alone I have you and the other dorks downstairs." You said and made him chuckle.

"I love you."

"I love you more." Bucky said with a smile.

"That's impossible."

"But it is true. I love you more."

"No, I love you more." You continued to say when suddenly Bucky leaned in and kissed you to stop you from talking.

"Okay, you win." You said when you broke the kiss and Bucky grinned at you. You cuddled up with him and placed your head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"Try to sleep my angel." Bucky whispered and you could feel how you were falling asleep in his arms.

[faghubby]

Cum cuddle

"Look how big he is" Keri said showing me a pic of her holding his cock in her hand. I was naked cuddling next to her on the couch as she used her index and thumb to jerk me off.

"I could only take half down my throat. But he went slow when he fucked me. He laid me on my back and had my legs on his shoulders. I thought he was going to rip me in half. But when I got used to it I was begging for it all" she continued. I slid my hand over her satin blouse my finger tracing her bra thru the thin material.

"What are you doing?" She laughed. I looked into her eyes wanting her so bad. "Okay she" giggled. Unbuttoned her shirt. "Only the bra?" She warned me. As soon as she opened blouse though I came all over myself.

"Quick don't leak on the couch" Keri said pushing me to stand up. I grabbed my shirt and wiped the cum off my stomach. As I rushed off to the bathroom. As Keri laughed to herself. I felt ashamed I always did after I came. Keri had been cuckolding me for almost a year now. It had been 8 months since she even let me touch her in a sexual way. Instead she would find satistifaction in the arms of "real men". This had all started during a long weekend away. I had booked us in a romantic bed and breakfast on a lake. One morning we where headed to the lake to go swimming when we saw a man getting out of the water completely naked. Obviously had been skinny dipping. We hid behind a tree. Waiting for him to get dressed. But I noticed Keri kept peeking at him. Later back at our room I teased her about it.

"You kept checking him out" I laughed.

"So, he was big even with the water cold'' Keri shot back at me annoyed. I was trying to be playful I didn't want her to be upset.

"Baby, I didn't mean" I started but she was already in a mood. Fuck I thought had I messed up the whole weekend. She gave me the cold shoulder the rest of the day.

In the morning I woke up and Keri was gone. She must of woken up early and headed down to breakfast. I quickly got up an headed downstairs bit no Keri. There was no cell reception up here so I just sat and waited eating alone. Just as I was finishing Keri walked in with a tall man laughing.

"Here he is" she smiled. "Alex this is my husband Paul" she said introducing us. As they both grabbed a seat at the table. Both of there hair where wet.

"I got up early and went for a swim" Keri started "and ran into Alex here. He takes a dip every morning" she smiled. Was this the guy we had caught skinny dipping? I thought to myself. Alex was a nice guy who was up here to just recharge his batteries from the daily city pace. Soon we where all laughing and enjoying each other's company. Then me and Keri headed back to our room to change. We were planning on a hike around the lake. As soon as the door closed though Keri was all over me. She pushed me back on the bed. Then with confidence I had not experienced in bed she lowered herself sitting on my face. She ground into me as I licked and sucked her already wet pussy. She shuddered and came on my tounge then rolled off and laid beside me.

"I needed that" she sighed

"That wasn't about me though" I said rolling on top of her. Her eyes widened. She went to argue.

"Shh, it was Alex" I said softly. My throbbing dick teased her lips.

"No, i" Keri started.

"It's okay" I told her. As my dick slid inside her.

"Wait, you're not mad" she said pushing against my chest stopping me.

"Did you do anything?" I asked still rock hard trying to push into her.

"I don't think you would care if I did" she told me. I just smiled and she let go. I thrust into her. She let me fuck her she didn't even make a noise. I came quicker then usual.

"You got excited thinking about if I did do something?" Keri said "didn't you?"

"yes" I said barely above a whisper.

"I joined him, swimming today. And no I didn't wear a suit" she told me. My eyes wide. "Nothing happened we just enjoyed being free in nature" she told me. We showered and got dressed. We set out on our hike. About half way. Keri bought it up.

"How would you feel if I had done more then just swim?" She asked.

"I don't know" I told her

"Are you sure, what if I go swimming with him again tomorrow?" she asked. I looked down at the ground. She wanted my attention so she gently pushed me back against a tree. Pressing against me.

"What if I did more then swim?" She teased I knew she could feel me get hard in my shorts. "He is very big, might stretch me all out for you" she teased. I kissed her. "You want me to cheat on you don't you?" She asked. I just nodded.

"No tell me in words" she told me her hand reached into my shorts. Her hand cupped my balls thru my briefs.

"Yesm I love for you to let him have you" I moaned as I came in my pants. Keri rubbed my balls milking out all of my sperm. There was a big wet spot on the front of my shorts. The rest of the way back. Keri kept talking about having sex with other people.

"I would do it for you, bit I could never be okay with you having another woman." She told me. I confessed my cuckolding fetish. Having to explain cuckolding what was to my lovely bride as well. And how I loved how he had a much bigger cock.

By the time we had made it back to the cottage Keri had laid out a plan. I was to wait in our room tomorrow until she returned from her swimming date. We enjoyed the rest of the day together. That night Keri asked more about cuckolding and my fetishes. With no good internet connection she relied on me for information. She smiled alittle when I told her how much I had enjoyed her making me cum in my pants.

Keri had me orally please her again that night but denied me acress to her. Even telling me not to masterbate. Keri even saying Masterbate made my dick jerk. I lifted off to sleep. Again I woke alone. It was hours later that Keri came back to the room. She came straight to the bed and pulled off my briefs. I was naked as she kissed me. And played with my throbbing dick.

"It seems even smaller somehow" Keri told me. She guided my hand into her shorts she wore no underwear her pussy was wet and slimy

"He was amazing. He was even bigger then we thought" she told me. I exploded all over her hand and my stomach. With in seconds. Keri laughed outloud.

"That was fast" she laughed. We got in the shower together and in great detail she told me how he had grabbed her and held her in the air as he fucked her. How she had screamed so loud she was sure everyone must of heard. All while she teased my body. I came a second time before we got out of the shower. I had her lay on the bed where I rubbed lotion over every inch of her body. When I finished Keri saw I was hard yet again.

"You really like this don't you" she teased. I just moaned. She again made me wait but teasing me keeping me on edge until the next morning after she met Alex again. This time she sucked his cock and he fucked her from behind. We had to get on the road. So I was still hard when I drove away. Out of the mountains and internet again Keri browsed through websites as I drove.

"Paul, I am going to find real men to satisfy me from now on" she stated. "You are small, no stamina, and let's face it not very take charge type' I didn't argue just agreeded. Keri asked hundreds of questions now thst she was learning what other men like me wanted.

Chastity, panties, humiliation, pegging, cocksucking, fluffing, watching? The list went on and on I tried to answer as truthfully as I could. Unsure on some things.

it was decided mostly by her that I would never be inside her again. And I could expect handjobs as my new sexual release. Keri also started making dating profiles for herself especially to ,yet men who wanted a married woman. Within days Keri had already set up dates.

I helped her get dressed and ready to meet these men. Learning to paint her nails or style her hair. Also picking out and buying lingerie for her to wear for them. Keri would have me use her vibrator on her or orally please her if they used a condom on her if they failed to satisfy her when she got home. This happened about 50% of the time. Then she would jerk me off as she told me everything they did to her. Like this night Keri was usuallu dressed but would have me completely naked during our cuddle time.

I was still naked bit cleaned off when I returned from the bathroom.

"Do you miss touching me?" Keri asked she had removed her blouse. Her red lace bra seemed about to burst as her breast heaved as she spoke. She spread her legs. Her panties in a ball on the table.

"If you clean him from me I will let you do whatever you want" she told me. We had discussed this I had no interest in eating a creampie.

But I was tempted, I wanted her.

"Try it one minute, if you don't like it you can still have me" Keri told me. She spread her legs further her skirt rode up exposing her pussy. Dried cum visible on her thigh. I hesitated

"30 seconds, take or leave it" Keri said starting to close her legs I dropped and pulled her knees apart. I had to get this over with and dove in. I could taste him straight away. Keri ran her hands through my hair her leg slid between mine and she teased my balls with her foot. The mixed juices of Keri and her lover flowed across my tounge. As Keri rested her calf against my throbbing member. I didn't even realize I was humping her leg like a dog in heat. As I consumed, no devoured her. I didn't know how long I was between her legs. The flavor became more just Keri. As she pulled my hair and came on my tounge. At the same time I pushed hard against her leg and came all over her as well. Keri stroked my hair as I just laid there with my head on her lap.

"That was amazing" Keri told me. "Do you still want to have me" she giggled her foot rubbing my empty balls and soft dick. We sat there awhile. Before we got up and got cleaned up and headed to bed. Keri cuddled up to me.

"You know you will do that everytime from now on" she reached into my underwear to find me hard as hse told me. As she slowly stroked me until I came in my briefs again. She had me sleep in my messy underwear. As she held me until I fell asleep.

[thebeast-dennis-etcetera]

Calls Abroad

A tired sigh left your lips as you looked at the living room before you. Lego pieces scattered the floor, farm animals and action figures lodged between all the couch cushions, and dishes from dinner were still on the coffee table, half eaten Mac and cheese all dried up on the plates.

After putting the kids to bed, showering, and sewing your son’s favorite stuffed bear’s nose back on after the dog ripped it off, it was nearing midnight and you still had the house to clean. Or at least the living room since it looked like a bomb went off in it. The rest you could put off till the morning.

Grabbing the Lego box, you began throwing all the legos and miscellaneous toys in it as your cellphone chimed. Pulling it from your pocket, you saw a text message from your husband.

Jethro ⛵️❤️: Call?

You smiled, knowing he only texted you because he knew how late it was and didn’t want to wake you with a loud phone call. Doing the math in your head, you calculated it to be around 6 in the morning for him, most likely already fully awake and drinking his second coffee.

You: Of course. I’ll call you on the computer. 😘

Forgetting the task you were doing, you took a seat on the couch while opening up your laptop and started a video call. A few seconds of waiting for a connection and his face appeared on screen. He was sitting at a table, dressed in his NCIS uniform, coffee in hand. He looked just as tired as you felt and a pang of longing hit you. He had been gone for only two days but you already missed him holding you at night and helping you with the kids.

“Hey hun,” he greeted with a soft smile that you returned. “Why aren’t you in bed already?”

Instead of giving an answer, you took the laptop and spun it around so he could see what you were dealing with, hearing him sigh a little.

“I’m sorry I’m not there to help. Hopefully we’ll be closing this case in the next day or so and I’ll be back before the end of the week.”

You just nodded, not really having much to say about it since the argument it caused days before he left. You knew it was unfair to be upset when his job needed him to travel but sometimes you felt like you barely saw him when he was in the States, let alone half way across the world.

“I miss you,” he stated. “And the kids. I wanted to say hi.”

“Jethro. It’s almost 1 in the morning here. I’m not waking them up.”

A look of disappointment crossed his face and it made you feel guilty. You know he just missed his babies.

“Here. I’ll bring you to see them but I’m not waking them. It took 2 guessing games and 3 bedtime stories to put them down,” you explained, lifting his spirits.

You made your way up the stairs and down the hall to their room, where the door was already cracked open. The sound of their white noise machine played softly as their rotating underwater themed lamp illuminated the room just enough so Jethro could see them. You saw him smile as you went over and caressed each one’s head, both of them so deep in sleep, they didn’t even stir at the touch.

He didn’t say anything until you exited the room and went back downstairs, out of ear shot.

“I can’t wait to be back home with you guys. I’m sure Frank is keeping my side of the bed warm for me while I’m away,” he insinuated, your dog picking his head up from the couch at the sound of his name.

“He is. And he even hogs all the blankets like you do, it’s almost like you’re right there with me.”

You both laughed before a yawn forced its way out of you, as you rubbed your eyes tiredly.

“Alright hun, I’ll let you go. I’m gonna have McGee send you some photos we’ve taken since I don’t know how to do any of that. But I miss you and I love you.”

You blew him a kiss before replying, “I love you more Jethro. Goodnight. Stay safe.”

You both ended the call, bringing you back to your clean up. It didn’t take you as long as you thought it would have, getting everything squared away and you were in bed with Frank by your side in less than an hour. You cuddled Jethro’s pillow, inhaling his scent as it lulled you to sleep quickly.

[sturniololoco]

Skating Accident pt 2

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

Warnings: broken bones, cast, crying, frustration, etc.

SLS/N's POV

I woke up as I felt myself being scooped into someone's arms. I smelt the familiar smell of Chris's Sauvage Dior and opened my eyes.

"I can walk, Chris. It's just my wrist." I say sleepily, trying to wiggle out of his grip around my body.

"Shh, I gotcha." He whispers, his soothing voice nearly sending me back to sleep. He hoists me up and my legs instinctively wrap around his torso, my face falling into the crook of his neck.

He carries me like that, all the way up the stairs and into the living room, where my eyes are met with the bright light of our kitchen where Matt and Nick began making dinner.

"Chris, I don't wanna go to bed yet," I say, lifting my head up from his chest as he begins to walk towards my room.

"You've had a long day, I think you need some rest, bud," he says, stopping in the hallway to look at me, then move a piece of hair from in front of my face.

"Please?" I say, giving him puppy eyes. He rolls his eyes and chuckles slightly, before carrying me to the couch.

"I still want you to rest though." He says, sitting down on the couch, me still clutched onto him, now in his lap.

I put my face back in the crook of his neck and sigh conently. He rests his head on my shoulder, looking over me at his phone. He pats my back lightly as we sit together on the couch.

-

"C'mon SLS/N. You have to eat something." Matt said to me as I moved the food on my plate around with my fork.

I had to have Nick cut up my air-fried chicken, due to my dominant wrist being broken. let's just say that I'm not a lefty.

Even after he did all that, I was not hungry.

At all.

The pain in my wrist was still very present, sending a throbbing feeling throughout my entire arm. I was thinking about it so much it made me nervous, but Nick wouldn't let me take an Advil until I got some food in my belly.

"Just five bites? Please, sis?" Nick said, stabbing some chicken on my fork for me, then holding it up.

I sighed and relentlessly ate my five bites, then took an Advil as fast as I could get to the medicine cabinet.

Only it didn't seem to be working.

An hour later, cuddled up in between Matt and Nick's sides, I could still feel the throbbing sensation going up and down my arm.

"C-Chris, I think I'm ready for bed," I say, sitting up and grabbing my blanket, feeling upset and in pain.

"Okay buddy!" he says, jumping up quickly, then tossing Matt the remote, dabbing him and Nick up on his way to his bed.

I gave both of them a hug and a kiss on the cheek before following Chris downstairs to Chris's room.

-

I often find myself sleeping with Chris. Neither of us wants to sleep alone, so It works out.

I woke up to Matt, gently tapping our shoulders and whispering our names. Chris sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, while I threw the blankets back over my head.

"Five more minutes?" I groan, sleep laced in my voice. He and Chris chuckle at me before pulling the covers off me.

Matt leaned down and kissed me on the cheek, saying,

"We gotta get up because we're meeting up with Madi, remember? And I think you'll wanna shower, bedhead," he says, smiling at me and ruffling my hair.

I groan again but get up all the same, trudging my way upstairs to my bathroom.

-

Who knew trying to tie a plastic Walmart bag over your own arm would be so hard.

I've been at it for about 10 minutes with no progress. I groan in frustration before balling and throwing the bag.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes as I felt like slamming my stupid cast on the hard bathroom counter.

Instead, I slam my hand against the bathroom door, causing a loud bang to fill the silence.

I crumple to the bathroom floor, crying. I don't know why I'm so worked up, I never get this frustrated over silly things.

I hear a knock on the bathroom door.

"SLS/N? You okay? Can I come in?" I hear Matt ask from the other side of the door.

I let out a mix between a sob and a yes, and he quickly pushed the door open to see me on the floor.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's the matter sweetheart?" mat asks, his voice filled with worry as he sits next to me.

he pulled me to him and I let all my emotions out onto his chest. he shushed them quietly in my ear and stroked my hair and my back.

When I was done, he leaned me back and looked into my eyes.

"What happened, bud?" he asked, wiping the story tears from my cheeks.

"I hate this, I feel so-so...useless," I say shakily, holing up my cast. he looks at me, giving me a sympathetic smile. he grabs the fingers that are poking out of my cast and gives them a light kiss, rubbing them with his thumb.

"I know you're frustrated, I would be too. But Nick, Chris, and I will always be here if you need us," he says, grabbing the Walmart bag from the floor and tying it around my casted wrist while he talks.

Once finished, he turned the shower on, making the perfect temperature. once finished, he pulled me into a quick hug before leaving and closing the door, allowing me to get undressed and into the shower.

While using one hand to wash my hair, I hold up my bagged cast, thinking about how grateful I am to have brothers like mine.

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oblivious love (c.s x reader)

chapter 3

go read the first two parts :)

tw

fem!reader, substance use, underaged, suggestive, fluff, slight harassment

"what if you did these pants with this shirt?" i held up one of the several pairs of pants scattered across matt's bed, as well as a button down i took from his closet. "i think that's the best option"

"yeah, it looks good" he approved finally after showing him at least twenty different outfit combinations he could do.

"finally" i set down the clothes he wanted to wear away from all the other clothing on the bed, and started to put away the other options.

"thank you" he got up from his bed and started to help me put away the array of clothing.

"you're welcome" i smiled up at him while hanging his button up shirts. "if i took a nap would you make sure im up?"

"for sure" he nodded as we finally got the last bit of clothing neatly set away. "you're tired? didn't you just go out to eat?"

"that's why i'm so tired" i rubbed my exposed belly gently, which caused him to laugh a little.

"(y/n)!" nicks voice boomed from downstairs. "where are you?"

i turned back and looked at matt, who looked slightly annoyed. "does he have to be so loud all the time?"

"of course" i smiled and started to head towards the door. "i'm going to watch t.v. if you wanna join me?"

"i will in a bit" he ran his fingers through his hair. "i better shower"

"ill see you down there" i closed matt's door behind me and walked down the steps, looking for nick. he was in the living room on his laptop, the t.v. had a basketball game on while he was typing away. "you're watching the game?" i asked him as i sat down closely to him on the couch.

"no, it was left on from someone earlier" he looked over at me while he had a blanket draped across his back.

"what are you doing?" i reached over and grabbed another blanket, quickly cuddling up in it and leaned against nick.

"editing this stupid video" his eyes focused on the screen which displayed the three of them in matt's car. "you can change the channel, i'm not watching this" he handed me the remote as i watched him cut down clips. once i changed the station and got more comfortable on the couch, i tried my hardest to stay awake.

nick ended up putting his laptop to the side saying he needed a break, and together we both watched a silly reality t.v. show. we'd make comments here and there and laugh, but my eyes were fighting terribly. eventually i gave in, resting my eyes peacefully and letting myself sleep.

~

"both of you need to get up!" matt's voice frightened my peaceful slumber, as well as a shake on the arm. "i've been trying for like.." he paused as i brought my hands up to my eyes and rubbed them slightly. "ten minutes"

"alright, alright" nicks voice next to me grumbled irritatedly. now that i was fully awake, i realized that me and nick both fell asleep on the couch. my head was still leaned against his side as his feet were propped on the autumn in front of him.

"what time is it?" i sat up and stretched my arms, my senses waking up slowly.

"four thirty-ish" he looked at his phone and sighed. "we're leaving at seven"

"shit..." i threw the blanket off me and quickly stood up in a frenzy.

"you have two and a half hours to get ready" nick got up as well, sort of mocking me that i needed so much time.

"i need all two and a half" i giggled and quickly turned around the couch, heading into my room.

"i'll be in your room in a bit" nick raised his voice as he headed up the steps into his room.

i went to the bathroom and quickly did my skincare before applying the makeup. suddenly i felt like i was in rush, the two and a half hours did not seem like enough time whatsoever.

but i didn't rush my makeup, i took my time with a slightly smokey black eye with a little eyeliner. nick ended up coming to my room halfway through my routine dressed in a white dress shirt with a navy tie that matched perfectly with his pants. he sat on the bathroom sink as we talked back and forth while getting ready.

i decided to leave my hair natural for the event, brushing my fingers through the few knots i had and my face and hair were done after an hour. "what do you think?" i looked over at nick, who was still sitting on the bathroom counter.

"i think you're stunning as always" he looked up from his phone with a little smile, making me smile as well.

"i'm so nervous for some reason" i walked out of the bathroom and went over to the dress that was still draped on the office chair. "i'm not going to know anyone and just be weird and follow you guys everywhere"

"i think you'll recognize some people" nick sat down on the edge of the bed. "you know, you just have to be yourself and everyone you'd talk to is going to love you"

"thank you" i covered my heart and gave him a little hug as he sat limp on the bed. "you're the best"

"i know" he was snarky as he patted my arm in a comforting way. as i changed he covered his eyes like a child, constantly reassuring me that he wasn't peaking, and there's no way he would ever want to. it made me laugh, but once i was changed into the silky black material he helped me tie the back. "god you look amazing!" he screamed and waved his hands with excitement, making me giggle and stare at myself in the mirror.

he stood next to me in the mirror and we both admired ourselves and each other. "we look great" i fixed my hair before slightly posing. nick pulled out his phone with the camera up, so i posed next to him with arm resting on his shoulder and my head tilted. he posted it to his story with the caption, 'my best friend is hotter than urs'

"are you guys almost ready?" chris yelled from what seemed to be the living room.

"yes one second!" nick yelled back as he picked up the black stilettos and handed them to me.

"thank you" i smiled and slid them on my feet, adjusting the straps around my ankles so they'd fit perfect.

i grabbed my phone and lipgloss before following nick out into the main living area where both matt and chris were standing with their backs faced to us on their phones. "everyone hold the applause please, no flash photography" nick announced jokingly while we entered the room, almost as if we were being presented at an award ceremony.

once they turned around, both of their faces had the same exact expression like they were mirrored. both their jaws dropped with joy filled in their eyes and they quickly started throwing compliments at me. "stop my face is going to turn beet red" i held my hands over my cheeks with a big smile. matt was in the outfit i had helped picked out, a black dress shirt with slim khaki-colored dress pants with a popped collar, and black shoes. chris on the other hand clearly got his way, all dressed in black. black dress shirt, black pants, black shoes, and even a black tie.

as we waiting for our uber to arrive, chris and nick wanted us to make a few tik toks all dressed up and of course we did, all of them not really serious at all and us just messing around and showing off our outfits.

matt got a notification that our uber was here, and quickly we headed out towards the door. chris lingered behind me as i trailed behind matt and nick. "i just wanted to seriously let you know you look absolutely gorgeous" he bent down and talked quietly near my ear as we walked into the driveway.

"thank you" i turned my head up and smiled at him, taking notice of his gold jewelry. "you don't wear gold" my finger lightly touched his earring, then his necklace.

"we're really matching now" he smiled and fixed his gold chain, but he quickly held his hand out as we approached the steps.

"you're adorable" i held his hand gently while walking down the cement stairs. matt was already holding the back door for me of the uber. truly, it was princess treatment all around.

i slid into the suv and was a little smooshed in between nick and matt, chris sat in the front and politely was making conversation with the driver. the venue was about twenty to twenty-five minutes away according to the gps, which that gave me plenty of time for my nerves to start shaking up with the amount of overthinking that could be done.

which, unfortunately, that whole car ride was just filled with me thinking about how terrible this night could possibly go. i'm basically just going to be an annoying leech to them because i won't be comfortable with anyone else there. everyone else there, they're all strangers to me. they're probably going to have a ton of people and friends to catch up with, and i'll just be awkwardly there, burdening them.

"what is your issue?" nick tapped my hands that were subconsciously twisting the rings around each of my fingers. "your face is so pale now, you look sick... you're not sick are you?"

"no, no" i quickly felt all the boys eyes on me when nick said that, concern washed over each of their similar faces. "no i'm okay" i waved my hands slightly to try to get all of their attention off of me.

"you're not going to be bothering us at all (y/n)" matt placed his hand on my knee in a consoling way, all of them verbally agreeing with him.

"we literally invited you to come with us, we want you to be with us" chris joined in with the reassurance, and suddenly my nerves were feeling calmer. im not sure how they could always read my mind, but they were always keen to seeing right through me like a translucent sheet. "you've never been a bother to us before, why is now any different?"

"well, i don't know" i shrugged and looked over at nick considering chris's eyes were giving me too much butterflies for right now.

"see, you're overthinking, relax" nick squeezed his hand over both of mine, making me smile a little

"sorry" i sighed and started to nervously fix my hair, trying to get my mind so heavily off the subject.

"don't be, we're going to have so much fun" nicks overall vibes completely lifted me up, his presence to me was completely calming now and i felt so much more relaxed, and now actually excited to go.

after another ten minutes, we slowed down in front of a large club venue where many people were walking in, and loud music was already blasting to where i could hear it inside the car. we all thanked the driver before matt slid out first, holding the door open for me and nick.

my heart started to race a little with seeing the flowing crowd of recognizable people walk in, all seeming to be popular on social media and content creators. there were hardly any windows that could peer into the inside, but it was easy to see the bright flashing multicolored lights spilling out of the doorway as people entered.

i didn't even notice matt and nick walking ahead of me since i was too busy staring at the venue. "you ready?" chris's voice slightly startled my trance, i didn't even realize he was waiting for me.

"yeah" i looked up at him and nodded, the setting sun made him look like he was glowing, and his eyes were accented with the rays. "i still can't believe you got gold jewelry" my fingers reached up and i touched the gold stud earring, my heart racing more from him instead of the crowd.

"what? i had to match" he started to walk now, and i quickly followed next to him. we lost nick and matt within the large sea of people that we were approaching, but we weren't too worried considering we were all going to the same place.

"i feel like there's legit going to be a million people here" i looked around at all the people dressed nicely, thinking of how easy it would be for me to get separated within the crowd.

"it's okay," chris reached down and grabbed my hand before maneuvering through some people to try to get in. "i'm not going to let you out of my sight" he read my mind once again, and i was quick to tighten my grip around his big hand as we were close to the door.

we had to check in with a bouncer since this was a 'private event' even though the whole world seemed to be here. the club was loud, music blasting, people talking, dancing, drinking, everything that would be happening at a club scene was going down before my eyes.

i pulled my hand out of chris's, immediately thinking about the girl he was telling me about. "we probably shouldn't be holding hands" i talked loudly over the music but only so he could hear.

"why not?" he bent down to my level so we could hear each other more clearly.

"that girl you like is here, i don't wanna mess that up" he snaked his arm around my waist and leaned his ear down to me as i spoke, people slightly bumped into us as the scene became more packed by the second.

"you-" chris was cut off by nick and matt, nick quickly linked his arm with mine and yelled down to me.

"lets go get a shot! let's go dance! come on" he dragged me away and i looked behind me at chris who looked a little bit shocked at how quickly i was taken away from him.

"you don't think they'll id?" i held onto nicks arm tightly as we walked through a group, people greeted him from left and right. 

"no, it's an open bar" he shouted back down at me. once we approached the bar nick ordered us both shots, well, he ordered us each two shot's. i wasn't complaining, i did love to party, but the whole process of getting ready, arriving, and warming up the event was always nerve racking to me. we downed both the shots quickly, the strong taste making my face cringe slightly and my sense all the more aware.

as we made our way to the dance floor, nick decided to take me around and introduce me to some of his friends. most of them even recognized me from being in older videos and i was flushed by compliments from everyone he introduced me too. everyone was polite and sweet, and i tried the best i could to be just as respectful. i didn't want my small reputation to get ruined.

"should we take more shots?" nick looked down at me with a devious look in his eyes, and i couldn't say no.

after an hour i completely settled into the party, my confidence was peaking from all the compliments i received from nicks friends, and the alcohol was doing its work, turning me into a complete social butterfly.

i wasn't afraid to talk to anyone, dance, walk around by myself (even though nick was always following), and i didn't even feel insecure when someone would take our photo. i felt like i was on top of the world. although, i hadn't seen matt or chris in awhile and i had felt the urge now to go and hunt them down. i looked around for nick but i seen he was in a small group talking. i didn't want to disturb him.

i started to walk away from the dance floor that i had been living on, feeling a little woozy from all the drinks. not to add the flashing lights making it harder to see. "excuse me!?" i began to tap on random people's shoulders, hoping i would find them sooner. "have you seen a group of triplets?" a tall, messy blonde haired boy turned to face me with a drink in his hand.

"i'm sorry?" he cocked a brow, giving me a small up-down look with his eyes.

"i'm sorry" i threw my hands up in defense. "i'm looking for my friends" i looked over my shoulder and then back at him. "they're like," my words felt all mumbled in my mouth, and i began to heat up and sweat more than i already was. "they all look the exact same!" i stumbled over my words a little as the tall boy just laughed down at me.

"the sturniolo's?" he smirked, his brow still cocked a little with confusion.

"yes!" i nodded quickly, my fingers subconsciously playing with the rings that decorated my fingers. "do you know where they are? i seriously can't find them. chris, matt, where are they?"

"you're their friend that pops up in a few videos yeah? (y/n)?" he ignored my question, but i was a little more surprised at the moment that he had known who i was.

"y-yes" i slurred, nodding my head excitedly. "i can't believe you knew my name, that's really sweet of you"

"would you like to get a drink with me?" he reached down and grabbed my fidgeting hand. as his hand held mine, i had instantly felt negative energy coming off of him.

"no, no, i think i had a little too much" i pulled my hand quickly away from him but he only stepped a little closer. "i really need to find my friends"

"come with me ill help you look" he slightly cocked his head to the side towards the door, reaching down once again and taking ahold of my now clammy hands.

"no, i think i can find them, im sorry to bother you" i quickly turned around but was stopped by him grabbing my wrist and pulling me back towards him.

"c'mon" his eyes were hard as he looked down at me. fear overtook my body as i instantly froze, afraid to move or deny him. he was much, much taller than me, definitely stronger than me. i could get hurt if i didn’t listen to him, but i didn’t want to. i felt stuck.

"i-i-" i tried to sputter out, but my words seemed to be taken right out of my mouth when i had felt someone else's hand gently on my waist.

"is there a problem?" chris's voice and touch had quickly sent a whole wave of relief through my body, the guy instantly dropped my hand once he had seen chris's holding the small of my back.

"no man, she's drunk and really wouldn't get off me" the guy quickly defended himself with a lie, my eyes darted up to chris's. the soft, glowing blue eyes that i had seen earlier had disappeared into an cold, piercing stare at the guy in front of me. "you have to control your girl"

"will do" chris guided my waist away from the guy, and we both quickly started to leave the crowded area.

"chris i wasn't on him" i swallowed hard as a few booths came into my vision, but that was quickly blurred by my watering eyes.

"i know you weren't" he chuckled softly and let me slide into the booth first before he sat down right next to me. "are you okay?" his eyes softened now once we made eye contact, his fingers gently brushed hair away from my face.

"yes, i was just trying to look for you guys and asking people where you were and i just really had an urge to see you" i covered my face with my hands, my emotions spilling out all at once. i felt as if i had a motormouth.

"how much did you drink?" he pulled my hands away from my face so we could look at each other, his eyes were still extremely gentle and calming through the vivid flashing lights.

"i-i don't even know!" i cried softly, but he started to laugh a little. "don't laugh at me" i crossed my arms and side eyed him, now truly feeling embarrassed.

"i'm sorry, i'm not laughing at you i swear" he threw his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him, letting my intoxicated self cry on his shoulder. "don't cry please," he brought his hand up to my face and wiped off the tears with his thumb.

i pulled my head off his shoulder and was about to say something, but i was immediately caught in his eyes. everything seemed to replay in my head, from us being children, teenagers, and us now as young adults. he was always dragging me around, letting me cry on his shoulder, taking care of me. the soft purple light on him made it a little hard for me to see, but i knew exactly what i was looking at. his hand on my cheek wiping away my tears, the safe and comforting feelings i got from him… i was looking at my person.

but i had interrupted my own daydream by pushing his hand away from my face, and i wiped off my own tears. "i don't want that girl to get the wrong impression incase she see's" i swallowed the brick in my throat, taking a deep breath and straightening my posture that was slightly leaning towards him.

"she won't" chris seemed slightly offended when i had pulled away, the same facial expression he had given me earlier today when i dropped his hand. "c'mon, want to meet her?" he started to get up without my answer, so i was inclined to go but the major knots piling up in my stomach did not want me to. i had to act like i was unbothered as we weaved through people, his hand reaching back and grabbing ahold of my wrist so i didn't get lost. we were now near the back of the club, where the bathrooms and mirrors were placed along the walls where only a few people lingered in and out. "okay are you ready?" he asked, turning around to face me and i felt my stomach churn. i was definitely going to vomit now if i didn’t before.

"yep" i nodded, and he looked over his shoulder into the crowd.

"close your eyes i want it to be a surprise" he smiled gently but i couldn't even reciprocate the smile back. i closed my eyes anxiously as my throat began to dry up. in this moment, i wanted to do nothing but run away before i seen her. she was going to be stunning, i already knew it. there was no way i would ever compare to her, and i didn't even know who she was. "okay no peeking" he placed his hands over my already closed eyes, and began to softly push me into a different direction. "okay she's near.." he guided me with him to wherever we were walking, but quickly stopped. "okay, okay... she's right here so be my wingman okay?"

"yes okay just uncover my eyes" the snarky tone accidentally slipped, but i didn't even want to uncover my eyes. my heart raced as i felt his hand come off of my eyes but my eyes were still glued shut. i took a small breath to stabilize myself physically and mentally, and slowly peeled open my eyes.

as my vision came into focus, i was standing right in front of myself. "she's so beautiful yeah?" we stared at each other through the reflection of the mirror, my stomach instantly went empty. but not in a bad way.

"stop messing around" i turned to him and hit his chest, my eyes quickly started to look around the empty area for another girl. "if you're messing around you know it's not funny" i looked at him with angry furrowed brows, shaking my head. "chris you know it's not funny to mess with an intoxicated person"

"(n/n) stop" he was still smiling with a blush spread across his face. "i'm serious" he pursed his lips together as he stared sternly down at me. "you are the girl at the party that i am so crazy about but i am so scared of what you are going to say" his face stayed affectionate and serious but his body language was extremely timid. my heart was pounding, pounding louder than my head and the music blaring around us.

it was hard for me to speak. every ounce of knowledge i had was completely gone and my mind only was consuming the words that had just been said to me. my face was quick to change from the angry, confused, tensed muscles and completely softened. my senses were somewhat coming back to me. "you're not lying?" my tone of voice changed as my eyes peered directly into his. i felt like i couldn't even move or breathe.

"no" he swallowed hard, stepping back a little. "you're not giving me a positive response" he scratched the back of his head and looked down at the floor. i've never seen him so shy... "i know that me admitting this could ruin everything between us, everything between my brothers, but i just couldn't hold it back anymore" his eyes looked at me through his lashes but quickly back down at the floor.

confidence and boldness strung along heavy through my veins now, my whole entire heart feeling like it's been lifting up to the sky. "chris" i reached for his hand and pulled him near me so he could hear me better over the loud music. "did i not make it completely obvious?" i began to laugh at myself a little, his face quickly lifting up with a smile. "chris you have no idea" my hands then reached up and cupped his face which was now smiling widely. "oh my god…" i sighed with relief, quickly pulling him down to me and hugging his neck tightly. "you have no idea how much i adore you and how completed i feel when you're with me" he pulled away from me and i rested my hands on his chest gently. "and how much i think of you and want you and need you and how special and handsome and-" i cut myself off from rambling, the words spewing right out of my mouth as he looked down at me with the most pure eyes. "i've always felt so connected with you in a way that i've never felt with anyone else, and i don't think i will ever feel this with another soul"

"i'm sorry i told you in a blaring club. it's not as romantic" he bent down to my ear, slightly snaking his arm around my waist and pulling me in closer to him.

"you could've told me this in a landfill and i would still be just as thrilled" i couldn't help but wrap my arms around him again, hugging him closely to me. "thank you for telling me" i quickly kissed his cheek before resting my head back on his shoulder, enjoying his embrace.

"thank you for not turning me down" he rubbed small circles on my back, but i quickly pulled away knowing i would get too comfortable and just want to be cuddled up with him.

"everyone is going to get suspicious" i smiled up at him, which his face was still pink with now a lipstick kiss stained on his cheek. "oh im sorry," i covered my mouth as i began to laugh a little.

"what? what?" he started to frantically fix his hair, wipe his face, and adjust his chain.

"no, no you look fine it's just i accidentally left a lipstick stain on your cheek" i reached my hand up to wipe it but he pulled his head away.

"no, keep it" he stood proudly now, making me extremely worked up. "let them be suspicious" he said boldly, making my cheeks heat up. he placed his hand on my waist before guiding us out into the more open areas with still the mass floods of people swarmed everywhere.

the next few hours were spent on the dance floor with chris, drinking a lot, and just letting ourselves loose almost as if we were celebrating. it felt like no one else was in the room with us as we danced together, laughing, being slightly intimate, and it was great not having to rethink about my actions since i had gotten the confirmation. his hands would rest upon my hips as i swayed to the music, alcohol was extremely pungent in our breaths whenever we'd speak to each other, but it just enhanced the moment even more.

we took many photos together, from people with professional cameras to spending about fifteen minutes in the photo booth giggling and posing, everything just felt perfect.

third person

"we should probably go find them" nick looked over at matt who was sitting near him on a stool. "our uber is going to be here soon right?"

"yeah, it's going to be hell though looking for them through this" matt narrowed his eyes towards nick, nicks stomach dropping at the look in his eyes. "you didn't let her drink did you?" matt asked with heavy concern, nicks face almost going pale.

"i didn't let her she did on her own" nick lied, slightly afraid of his brother.

"great" matt stood up from the stool and rubbed his mouth, quickly scanning his eyes through the room for any sight of chris and (y/n). "she's with chris though right?" matt asked for slight reassurance, which nick nodded feverishly. "the ubers close let's get them" and they both started to venture through the club.

it wasn't hard to find them, because they were back on the dance floor together and it was as if they were the center of attention. "oh my god" nick mumbled and covered his mouth out of embarrassment. chris and (y/n) were both dancing in a non-embarrassing way, but the way they were slightly touchy with each other almost sent nick through the roof. "did he tell her?" nick gasped next to matt as they both watched.

"yeah he said he was going to tonight" matt couldn't help but to smile at the two. both nick and matt knew that they deserved each other, and finally, it was out.

"well, he shouldn't be doing that here! that's going to get on the media so quick with all these people!" nick slightly panicked and rushed onto the floor, matt following closely behind him. "hey, guys we gotta go" nick spoke quickly, grabbing both (y/n) and chris by their arms and trying to drag them out.

"oh come on, we just got here nick" (y/n) was very drunk, and it had been known once nick got a whiff of her breath and she could barley even stand when he dragged them.

"our uber is going to be here soon, we have to go" nick got stern with the two of them, but each of them refused to go with him and planted their feet as if they were rooted to the ground.

"c'mon just a little longer" chris pleaded, his neck tie hung loose around his neck with his collar open now, looking a bit disheveled from when he first arrived.

"don't tell me you're drunk too" nick rubbed his eyes in a stressful manner, looking over at matt for backup.

"i don't want to go yet" (y/n) crossed her arms like a child and began to step back into the dance floor, but quickly nick grabbed her hand and yanked her back.

"alright," nick tried to drag his friend along once again, but she didn't move. "fine" he let go of her hand and in a few swift movements, she was being thrown over his shoulder and carried out.

"hey!" she giggled loudly and slapped his back as his arm securely held her waist, his other arm dragging chris along. "nicolas!" she cried out, laughing with every single step he took.

"can you take him please" nick handed his brother to matt, and they were quick to move towards the exit. a few photos were being taken of the group causing nick got extreme second hand embarrassment for his intoxicated best friend, hoping she wouldn't remember because he knew how embarrassed she would be.

"nick!" she was consumed with laughter as he irritatedly pushed open the door, the fresh, brisk air nipped at her bare skin as the wind gently blew her hair.

"you are acting crazy!" nick grabbed her waist with both of his hands and set her down gently on the concrete sidewalk. "sober up or you're gonna get in trouble!" nick scolded her quietly through his teeth, almost as if he were parenting her.

"shut up" she crossed her arms with an overly dramatic eye roll, leaving nick in absolute shock.

"you did not just talk back to me" he now jokingly shot back at her, biting his knuckles with raised brows. "please get back over here" he snagged her hand as she started to slightly wonder off away from them.

"where is chris?" (y/n)'s eyes grew extremely sad, her whole entire face now dropping as her lips turned into a frown. "where is he?" she was so unaware of her surroundings, she couldn't even comprehend he was right behind her, standing closer to matt.

"right here, dumbass" nick grabbed her shoulders and spun her around to face the other brothers who was standing behind them.

"don't call me that" (y/n) frowned up towards nick, but was quick to start staring at chris. they locked eyes with each other, trying their best not to smile and giggle with just a gaze. she slowly began to walk towards him and he opened his arms, welcoming her without hesitation.

"you cannot be serious" nick blankly stared at the two, shaking his head with annoyance. "god stop p.d.a. is fucking killing me" he raised his voice with sass, making chris and matt chuckle a little. but (y/n) was just so unaware of her surroundings when she was held in chris's arms, the only thing thing that filled her ear was his heart and muffled voice, as well as the rhythmic pattern of his breathing.

"will we be home soon?" she asked into his chest with worry laced through her voice, which immediately perked all of their senses.

"what's wrong?" matt bent down to face her as she was nuzzled right up against chris's chest.

"i just really need to lay down" she was completely out of it, not even conscious of what she was saying at this point.

"we'll be back soon" matt laughed a little at how drunk she was, and chris was almost about to fall asleep standing up. "i swear they're both nodding off right now" matt placed his hand on chris's back to stabilize him, looking at nick with a bit of concern.

"how great will this be loading them into the car" nick nodded his head at the uber that pulled near to them, matt and nick both engaging with a stressed side eye.

"alright guys here we go" matt pushed chris, who also dragged (y/n) along into the van.

"i'm going to lose my fucking mind" nick rubbed his face while watching his two intoxicated friends slide into the vehicle.

matt sat in between chris and (y/n) in the very back seat, nick stayed in the middle row while both chris and (y/n) were obnoxiously loud. nick kept apologizing to the driver, who said he was quite used to this.

matt reached his arm around (y/n)'s shoulders, seeing that she kept slouching and leaning over to where she couldn't even sit up straight for a second. "get your hands off my girl" chris's words were extremely slurred, almost to the point that matt and nick could barley even make out what he said.

"what?" nick started to laugh back at them, matt now was growing irritated.

"you guys are fucking stupid" matt grumbled, pushing (y/n)'s head back lightly so it wasn't tilting down.

"no we aren't matty b" (y/n) pouted, the car ride quickly making her feel more dizzy than she was before.

"please keep your head up" he held her forehead with his two fingers, both matt and nick exchanging concerning looks.

"don't worry she'll be fine" nick tried waving off matt's worried expression. "it's not her first time around" nick rolled his eyes and looked back at the road. "we are not taking care of them when we get back"

"but nick-" matt's concerned voice was cut off instantly.

"they did this to themselves" nick was clearly agitated, but he didn't actually mean that. he would die for the both of them if he had to.

chapter 4?? ;)

[sturniolos-blog]

Request: CUTE Matt fluff where reader is just having a hard day but he knows everything that makes her feel better :)

Hard day - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n Oneshot

warnings: arguing, swearing, fluffff, kissing, matt being cuteeee

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7:08pm

I grew frustrated as i tried to read the directions to bake a cake, my friends having a birthday party and for some reasons she needs a second cake just in case, so im trying to make it for her,

but my days already been stressful, work was really really tough, i barely see my boyfriend, and i feel like im not good enough for anything anymore.

I sighed as i read the box, patience wasn’t really my thing, and i can’t even-

“Hey baby!” Matt says as he walks in, placing his keys down on the kitchen island.

I jumped and dropped the egg on the floor. “Shit! Matt!” I yelled, slamming my hands on the counter and letting out a frustrated, tear filled sighed.

Matt comes up and puts his hand on my hip, “Y/n, what are you doing, love?” He asked softly.

“No- what are you doing? You scared the shit out of me i-” I look up and see Matt looking upset, guilty even.

“I’m sorry it was just a reallly hard day and payton asked me to bake a second cake for her birthday party and you know how bad i am with directions and i can’t…” I trail off and sniffle, wiping my nose with my hoodie sleeve, “I’m sorry.. It’s not fair i’m taking it out on youX” I whispered.

Matt shook his head, “No, no baby. It’s alright, i get it. We all have our days.” He rubbed my back and pulled me in for a hug, he kissed below my ear.

“Do you wanna go take a fresh shower and lay down? We can watch a movie.. you need to relax, babe.” He said softly, he ran his fingers through my hair as i pulled away from the hug.

I nodded and he wiped my frustrated tears that fell from my eyes, “Let me clean this up first..” I motioned towards the egg that was on the floor.

Matt shook his head, “No, no. Go take a shower. I got it.” He urged.

I gave him a deadpan look,

“Go.” He said again. I sighed and complied.

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8:02pm

I walked downstairs after my much needed shower, in matt’s over sized t shirt and a pair of my sweatpants.

The first thing i spot is the living room, my favorite movie on the tv, just waiting to be played. A candle on the coffee table with a bunch of snacks, soda and candy. The couch filled with pillows and blankets.

I walk into the kitchen, “Matt? what is all this..” I trail off as i see Matt licking frosting off his thumb,

“What are you doing?” I laugh, He smiles at me.

“How was your shower, baby?” Matt drops the tube of frosting he was holding and walks up to me.

“It was good, but you still haven’t told me what you’re doing.” I laugh again, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into a hug, he kisses my neck softly, i let out a satisfied hum, he smiles against my neck, he pulls away then kisses my lips.

“I made the cake.” He says.

My mouth dropped, “what? Matt, no!” I scolded, walking away from his arms and to the counter, my mouth dropped as i see a beautiful red velvet cake, decorated very nicely.

“You didn’t…” I whispered.

“I did,” He giggled, “and now..” He spins me around and pushes my back softly against the counter, kissing my lips a couple times, when he goes to pull away i pull him in for a longing kiss.

“…We can go relax on the couch, and eat all that junk food.” He said, his hands on my hips.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” I looked up at him.

He shook his head and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the living room and down on the couch, i laughed as we started cuddling.

“You made my day so much better.” I kissed Matt once more.

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This might not be good but i didn’t really have so much of an idea, but this was my first ever request so thank youuu ❤️❤️ send in however much you want