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my niche… my niche… i 🩷 simon riley so bad if you couldn’t tell

Firefighter!Simon who meets you when your apartment goes up in flames, breaking down the crumbling excuse of a door to make sure that everyone had been evacuated from the building. Gaz was having a laugh about how someone ‘could sleep through that shit’ as Simon had to wake up this poor girl who just wanted to sleep after her stressful day. Firefighter!Simon who answers all your questions with a gruff tone, navigating through the burning building. On one hand, he’s glad you aren’t screaming and crying about the building but on the other hand he wasn’t used to people asking him questions. You ask him things like his favorite color, his favorite food, how many times he had punched people in the face, and about his opinion on everything under the sun. He was on his seventh ‘you need to stop talkin’, ma’am, yer wastin’ air’ when you started coughing.

When you got to the ambulance, Firefighter!Simon didn’t say no when you asked him to go with you to the hospital. Johnny raised an eyebrow at Simon as he maneauvered his hulking body onto the seat next to you. For some unknown reason, Firefighter!Simon didn’t want you- nosy and kind and pretty you- to be hacking up a lung by yourself in the presence of someone like Johnny. And when your breathing started slowing and you weren’t looking around with bright eyes, Simon let you slide your hand into his gloved one.

Firefighter!Simon who, miraculously, has the night off. He decides to stay in the hospital until you wake: thinking it would be the gentlemanly thing to do to make sure your friends or family were made aware of the devastating fire. But when you finally blink awake and Simon asks all his questions, he’s stumped when you hit him with a ‘I don’t have any family’. Simon can’t stop himself from blurting out ‘You c’n stay with me. If you want.’

It takes a full day for you to be cleared before Firefighter!Simon picks you up from the hospital to take you to his (more than) humble abode. He finds that you quickly find happiness in the kitchen, but are more than disappointed to see he has barely anything to cook or bake with. “A damn shame” you say. With the remaining daylight hours, Simon finds himself driving you to a little supermarket in the corner of the city he hadn’t had the time to be explore. You insist on buying everything, telling Simon (a man who you really knew nothing about) it was the least you could do since he saved you from homelessness. And dying.

The rest of your first day in your temporary home with Firefighter!Simon is spent cooking. You whip up a marvelous pasta dish with hearty meatballs that almost make drool seep from Simon’s lips. He sits at the island watching you move around his space like you’d been there millions of times, an unfamiliar feeling blooming in his gut similar to fondness. Since picking you up some new clothes, Simon had learned a little bit more about you than Simon thought healthy. It was unfortunate enough for him to have been unable to get laid in over three months, but it was even more unfortunate that he had such a pretty bird in his apartment making him food and insisting on being near him when he sure as hell couldn’t make a move on her.

Firefighter!Simon who gets comfortable in his routine with you. On the days he’s not at work at assfuck 0200, he’s up making a simple breakfast for you and him before rhe day starts. You’ll eat and concerse a little awkwardly but that wont stop you from asking all about how he slept and if his buddies wanted more of those monster cookies you’d made to thank them for saving you and your fellow tenants. Simon had to relay many praises of your work in the kitchen, only ommiting the details and sly jokes about how ‘Simon’s girl’ was already taking care of the family. You’d go to work by bus or train- depending on how you felt- and then come home and make dinner or reheat leftovers. If Simon was at work, you’d laze on the couch in the main room and watch television and read. If Simon wasn’t at work, you’d bring the softest blanket from the room Simon had placed you in and watch a movie. More often than not, you would scoot closer and closer to Simon before falling asleep against him. When you woke up, you were in your bed- undoubtedly carried by Simon. Oh well. Its what friends do.

Firefighter!Simon who sees you as a friend. It’s basing your third week in his home and he feel comfortable around you. You’re good at reading his silence- the set of his shoulders and the future of his brow say enough- and he can’t be more thankful of that. For someone so new to his life, you seem to know exactly when to let a comfortable silence fall between you and when to start chattering about them things that come to your mind. But when you are the silent, short-tempered, and fatigued one, Simon is more than scared to get in your way. “Needa talk?” He offers, sliding you a cup of steaming coffee when you level a glare at the mug that had irritated you at such an inconveniently early hour. You heave a sigh and your head crumbles down into your arms. “I’m a mess, Si,” you tell him. Though your voice is muffled, Simon hears the shakiness in your throat trying to escape. He rounds the corner of island and places a large palm on your back in his attempt to comfort you. You are wrapping your arms around his neck and buring your face into the frail fabric of Simon’s shirt before he even knows what’s happening. And- as avoidant as Simon is to physical touch that doesn’t occur during work hours or when you fall asleep on him or when you slid your hand in his gloved hand during The Ambulance Ride- Simon didn’t mind your arms and warmth around him. When you started shaking in his arms was when Simon had to clench his jaw. It pained him that it pained you- and he didn’t even know what was ailing you! Simon tried to soothe himself with the knowledge that he was giving you the best comfort he could offer.

A day later you wake up to a crime scene in your underwear in the middle of the night so you decide to take a midnight trip to the convenience store a literal block away without letting Firefighter!Simon know. I mean, hey, he needs sleep and you were not going to wake him up to let him know you would be gone for a total of five minutes! But when you were on your way back to his house, you noticed someone following you. As you turned right for the third consecutive block, you finally fumbled for your phone.

Hearing you say ‘hey baby’ at 0146 had Firefighter!Simon’s head spinning. He was a little dazed because of the abrupt awakening but your casual greeting was wnough to jolt him awake. “Y/n? Whadda ya- what-?” He couldn’t finish his question before you interrupt him. “Hey do you think you could pick me up? I think I got a little lost.” Simon shoots out of bed, hitting the speaker button as he goes to slip a shirt on. “Where are you? Do I need a knife? Are you okay, dove?” He slips his shoes on and is out of the door faster than he is when he gets a work call. “Yeah, I’d bring the knife, babe,” you answer on the other line, more than loud enough for the man who is following you to hear. “I’m about four blocks away, by the Casey’s. You have my location.” Simon peels out of his driveway and immediately clicks on your profile to find the map with your smiling face. “Talk to me, y/n. I’m almost there.” Your breath is shaking on the other end and Simon doesn’t want you to be scared. “I think I could go for some Italian, Simon,” you say truthfully. “A minute away” Simon tells you, tires squealing as he turns down the streets you were hightailing down. Simon steps out of the truck after shifting it to park and the guy scatters. You’re running into Simon’s open arms before he could take a third step toward you. “I’m sorry,” you murmur “I kinda… started my period and didn’t want to wake you but then-“ Simon just shushes you, running a large hand down your back. “Let’s go home, love.” Simon scooped you up easily, tucking the obnoxiously loud crinkling plastic bag into your lap as he easily carried you to the passenger seat. Home. Yeah, Simon and his place had become your home.

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one week left & i can finally work on this for you all! so excited :)

and what if i finally wrote a little something for buck? (when i’ve got the time ofc, im struggling w revision for my exams currently!!)

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james potter

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and what if i finally wrote a little something for buck? (when i’ve got the time ofc, im struggling w revision for my exams currently!!)

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lowkey in love with him i can’t yall… why’d they make him suuuuch a gorgeous townie 😭

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i’m not normal about him at all.

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the way he’s the most adorable ever i love him so bad

trying to ring his dad while sitting on the table criss cross applesauce

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how dare he look like this AND NOT BE MINEEE

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ׂׂૢ masterlist of my works: ⋆.ೃ࿔* .ೃ࿐

all of my works located in one spot :)

TYPE KEY:

🩰 — full fic

⛈️ — drabble / blurb

🧁 — requested

🪽 — thoughts

🪞— social media au

🏹 — headcanons

GENRE KEY:

🌷 — fluff

🌊 — angst

🎀 — crack

🐚 — song-based

tsitp —

conrad fisher — tag : #all about mr conrad fisher 🪹

why won’t you be my girl? 🩰 :: 🌷🌊🐚

obx —

jj maybank — tag : #all about mr jj maybank 🪼

mechanic!jj maybank 🏹 :: 🌷🌊

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need him biblically, scientifically, mathematically, statistically, genuinely, emotionally, physically, intensely, bluntly, enthusiastically, melodramatically and desperately

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i don’t see jj…. fearing for my life rn guys please

hey netflix what is this! 🤗

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everyday I am tempted to write a judson ryder fic. and I know that like 3 people would read it. but everyday I am tempted…

if anyone even knows who this man is please let me know because it’s lonely out here

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can’t believe quinnie wrote touch tank about evan buckley. crazy. like, yes, he IS so pretty when he goes down on me. gold-skinned AND eager, baby, blue shirt out the laundry (this one).

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. ۫ ꣑ৎ . mechanic!jj maybank…

a/n: needed to write something for jj, so… have my favourite jj fact! i love mechanic!jj with my whole heart so i hope you guys enjoy this :)

warnings: fem!reader implied, accented dialogue

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who is so overprotective it’s almost toxic of him. if anyone, especially one of his coworkers or customers, looks at you in any way that suggests something, he’s questioning them: “why you lookin’ at my girl like that, huh? see somethin’ you like? well she’s not yours, so back off dude.” and he won’t hesitate to fight anyone at the drop of a hat for you.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who smells of oil all the time but has the conscience to cake himself in cologne when he sees you. the second you walk into the garage he’s leaning over for the closest can of deodorant and emptying it. you say you don’t mind, but he just says “don’t want my girl gettin’ as scruffy as me, do we? gotta have you smellin’ good, baby.”

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who gets you flowers from the side of the road after he’s taken the cars he’s working on for test drives. he’ll see your favourite flower just waiting there, practically begging him to pick it for you, and he loves the way your face lights up at the gifts.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj is actually the sweetest boyfriend ever. he’ll smother you in kisses before going to work, saying stuff like “don’t worry mama, see ya after, right? gonna wait for me before you go out in your pretty dress?” or “looking good pretty girl! don’t wanna go to work when you look all gorgeous like this…”

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who dropped out of highschool, but lets you teach him about anything you’ve learnt, and will listen so carefully you’d think he wanted to go back to highschool itself. if you ever ask about it, he just mumbles “would only go f’you, baby. all i do’s for you, ya know that right?” and he’d affectionately kiss you on the cheek.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj’s favourite places to kiss you are your forehead and your cheeks. these are simply because he won’t get you dirty from his oil and grease covered hands, and because he loves the way your face scrunches up afterwards.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who tells every coworker that will listen about you. the pogues already know you, with you hanging around them just as much as jj if not more, but his coworkers only ever see you rarely, so every chance he gets jj is telling everyone about you. he wants them to know just how much he adores you and how much he appreciates you.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who is the biggest fan of seeing you at the garage after a long day, watching you waltz in all dressed up in a nice outfit for a date night you’d planned for later, turning every head in the room. “ohhhh give us a spin pretty girl,” he’d say, “wanna see how pretty you look f’me, yeah? go on,” and he’d nod eagerly whilst throwing every other man in the room a middle finger.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mechanic!jj who kisses you at any chance he gets. he’s practically addicted to it, but every time you mention how dirty his hands are from the cars he works with, he always apologises with “oh sorry, baby, jus’ wanna give you every fuckin’ kiss in the world. you jus’ deserve the world, cupcake,”

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CHRIS EVANS??

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yes!! chris evans!! i really should’ve put him on my ‘who i write for’ list but it’s so crazy long already… but yes i write for chris evans and most of his characters (captain america etcetc) :)

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ty for 145 notes on my recent fic!!! will b back soon w sum lil drabbles n such 💕