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wishing it was me, instead of her [ robin buckley ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; watching robin get ready for a date that wasn’t with you, hurt a lot more than you could have ever expected

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, angst [ feelings of unrequited loved + crying ], general fluff [ hurt//comfort, best friends to lovers + kisses ] + mature language

you watched as robin dug through her closet, attempting to find something presentable to wear to her date with vicky tonight -- the girl having plucked up the courage to finally ask her out after the crazy ends regarding the upside down and vecna. leading robin to take the ‘no time like the present’ saying to heart, before spontaneously asking vicky out on a date.

vicky had immediately said yes, and you couldn’t blame her. any girl would be lucky to have the robin buckley ask them out on a date -- however, you realize you may be slightly biased toward that statement. though, it seemed the only person who was able to see through your faked enthusiasm after robin had came bursting into family radio with her news, was steve. who shot you a look of pity after you had excused yourself to finish setting up the displays.

he knew of your affections toward your shared friend, evident by the way your eyes would brighten whenever she was near you, the way you seemed to hold on to each word that came out of her mouth, and the way you lightly frowned whenever vicky was brought into a conversation. he had told you many times to take the chance and ask robin out yourself. but, with the way robin seemed to pin over a girl she shared most of her time with, you didn’t want to ruin a friendship over feelings she obviously didn’t share with you.

“hey!” robin calls your name, waving her hand in front of your zoned-out face before holding up a t-shirt, “is this... too much?” she questions, face scrunching up lightly as she waits patiently for your advice. you shake your head, heat rushing to your cheeks out of embarrassment, “where are the two of you going again?”

robin groans, hands dropping to her sides as her head tilts back in frustration, “the bowling alley? we’ve only talked about this like... twenty-seven times.” she states, looking over the shirt once more with a displeased face before hanging it back into her closet.

“i wouldn’t say it was that many times...” you trail off, racking your brain as you try to remember if that was truly the exact number as the girl in front of you sighed, “uh, it’s just about! i mean, most of the times i’ve had to remind you was when you kept trying to make plans for today. it got really annoying.”

you wince slightly at her harsh words, uttering out a quick apology before robin winces herself and drops to her knees in front of you, “no, i’m sorry. i was mean. it’s just, this is a really big deal for me. the girl of my literal dreams is going out with me tonight and i want this to be perfect.” the words had sawed through your heart like a knife, and while you forced a smile to show your support, nothing had hurt more than in that moment.

however, you bit through the pain, helping robin find something suitable to wear and rushing out of her house the second she agreed on the outfit choice. an action she had found weird and concerning, but had turned her focus back toward getting ready for her date.

a knock on steve’s door caused him to just in his seat, nearly spilling the popcorn in his lap as the background of a horror movie played. he cursed to himself, standing from the couch before walking over to the door.

“what do you want - ?” he began, stopping when he finally caught sight of you, and your tear-stained cheeks as you swallowed back a sob, “hey, hey, hey! what happened?” steve questioned, face falling as you practically dissolved into tears, wrapping your arms around his waist as you cried int his chest. he was quick to pull you inside, never once letting go as you explained how much you had fucked up through heavy tears.

and after getting you seated on the couch with a snack and some water, steve listened intently as you explained everything -- how you had wished that you had told robin of your feelings for her earlier which would have allowed you to avoid this heartbreak. quoting her ‘girl of my literal dreams’ which only sent you into another round of tears.

after some soft reassurances, steve offered to let you spend the night. giving you the opinion of the couch or his bed, to which you stated you would just take the couch. the two of you stayed up a little later, finishing out the movie he had on before retiring for the night.

steve, once again, waking up to the sound of someone knocking at his front door and groggily making his way towards the door -- careful to not wake you on his way. the door opened to reveal robin, bright smile plastered on her face as she screamed excitingly before steve quickly shh’d her, “who pissed in your frosted flakes this morning?” robin bit out, until steve gestured to where you laid on the couch still asleep.

“what is she doing here?” the girl questioned almost sadly, now understanding why you didn’t answer when she had stopped by your house first. and after sparing a glance back towards you, steve ushered robin back out to the porch before closing the door behind him, “she came over last night. in tears might i add, because you went on your date with vicky.”

robin’s eyes narrowed at her older friend, “why was she upset that i was going on a date with vicky? you know, she could have told me that and we cold have just talked it over...” then steve groaned, cutting her off as he fisted a few tuffs of hair in his hands, “robin, for someone so smart, you are literally the dumbest person when it comes to seeing things right in front of you. she’s been in love with you for years. hell! you’ve been in love with her for years! i had been working to help her gather the courage to ask you out for months, and then you came in to family video and said you had gotten a date with vicky!”

“she still could have told me!” she yelled almost exasperated, before steve shook his head, “robin! it had discouraged her! would you have still asked her out if you had been in the same predicament?” the silence that followed had answered steve’s question better than any words could have.

“look, i know you really like this vicky girl, but i almost know you love your best friend -- who’s spent the night crying on my couch because she couldn’t handle the fact that the girl she loved was with someone else.” he sighed softly, pinching the bridge of his nose, “so, please. now is your chance to get what you want. what you truly want.” with that, he pushed the door open, gesturing for her to enter. and with a deep breath, robin slid into steve’s apartment.

her eyes softening at your curled up form on the couch, blanket tucked up under you chin as she kneeled down beside you, gently brushing the pads of her fingers against your cheeks.

you eyes fluttered open at the action, blinking in surprise at the sight of robin seated in front of you with a dopey grin, “hey, sleeping beauty.” she utters softly before casting her eyes down to where her hands fiddle together in her lap, “you know, i want on that date with vicky. and it was great, she was really cool to talk to and we had a great conversation. but i realized halfway through that while this girl was someone who i really liked, she was nowhere compared to the girl i had practically fallen in love with.”

“robin - “ you utter out before she cuts you off with a shake of you head, “no, please let me finish. i went on a date with her because i kept telling myself that you would never fall for someone like me. i was your best friend, and that just doesn’t happen like it does in those romantic movies we watch. and i guess, i got discouraged at the idea that you could never love me.”

“but then hearing that you cried all night because you were going to tell me you had feelings for me, but that i ruined it because i decided to go on a date with vicky -- it broke my heart, and i wish i could go back and let you ask me out like you had wanted to.”

“would you say yes now?” you question, cutting through the long silence as her head snaps up to yours in question, “if i asked you now, would you say yes now?” you repeat again, looking into her hopeful eyes as she nods, “i would, i would say yes a million times. ask me, please...” 

with a deep breath, “robin, i’ve been in love with you for years, would you like to go to dinner with me next weekend?” lips splitting into a smile as she nods her head rapidly, “yes, a million times yes.”

you lean forward, pressing your lips against hers in a soft kiss, a few tears slipping from your eyes as her hands reach up to cup your cheeks, holding you in place as she returns the kiss. the pads of her thumbs gently brushing away the tears until the two of you are interrupted, “that’s great. but if you’re gonna do that, please don’t do it on my couch. i sit there.” steve utters from the doorway, making a disgusted face as the two of you turn toward him with narrowed eyes.

he raises his hands in surrender, muttering something under his breath before moving towards the kitchen to make some breakfast -- knowing either one of you is going to be making a comment about it in the next ten minutes. but for now, you’re much to focused on the fact the girl of your dreams agreed to go on a date with you. breakfast could wait just a little longer.

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tranquility [ ellie williams ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; after months of getting into a routine, you decide to surprise ellie with a little something special as a thank you for everything she’s down

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, smut [ shy!reader, lingerie kink, clothed sex, oral sex -- female receiving, tongue-fucking, vaginal fingering, clit stimulation + cum eating ] + mature language

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ellie splashed her face lightly with water from the flowing stream, steeling her nerves as she took a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth. it had been refreshing to get out of the house. as it helped to ease the itch at the back of her brain after leaving seattle -- a part of her still wishing she had stayed to finish the job. 

yet, she had been beaten down, laying in a growing pool of her own blood with you right beside her -- unconscious and bleeding from the arrow sticking through your shoulder. ellie quickly shook her head, clearing the haunting memories before standing from her spot, and grabbing the rabbits before trailing on back to the farm house.

the farm house had been a shared idea, more so after you had mentioned about owning one on your first day in seattle. the large quantity of money lay wasting away on the old banks floor was enough to get you thinking about what you could have bought with all that money -- and you had chosen something simple, as opposed to ellie’s suggestion of a space rocket.

upon entering the house, she called out your name, and you came rushing from the kitchen with a large grin on your face. pressing a light kiss to her cheek as you thanked her for the meat before disappearing into the kitchen once more to finish up dinner. 

this gave her time to secure her rifle and kick off her boots, before finding a step up against the doorway as she watched you clean and debone the rabbit, before dropping the pieces into the boiling soup base. you turned back, smiling as you found her lingering in the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest, “something catch your eye?” you tease lightly, enjoying the blush that shoots up her neck before she’s sauntering further into the kitchen, hands coming to rest at your hips as she pulls you back against her.

“yeah, something that looks a lot better than dinner right now.” she teases back as her head drops to your shoulder, teeth scraping against the skin as you moan softly, heat rushing towards your cheeks as you shoo her away, “maybe after dinner?”

“ooo, i could always go for some dessert.” she teases some more, pressing a quick kiss to the side of your neck, before you jerk out her her hold, “enough of you! dinner should be ready in a few minutes, so why don’t you go clean up a little bit. you’ve got... mud on your shirt, babe.” you gesture down to the splatter of brown against her maroon flannel, and she backs away with a slight smile, “so sweet of you to tell me that i smell.”

“always. now go change!” you shoo her off once more, eyeing her softly as she exits the kitchen and you hear the tell-tale sign of her making her way up the stairs towards your shared bedroom. you shake your head softly at her antics, already beginning to feel flustered over just her words -- which makes you wonder how the rest of the night is going to go once you unveil your little surprise.

moments later, she comes back into the kitchen with a clean shirt and hands, moving around you to grab the needed dishes to plate the meal for the evening before moving into the dining room to set the table. keeping the plates relatively close as she enjoyed having you near her during dinner.

she gently asks what you would prefer to drink -- giving the option of water or the tea the two of you had brewed earlier that morning, as she drops a set of bowls to your side. but not before pressing a kiss to your cheek. you tell her what you’d like to drink, before serving the soup into the bowls she had set aside for you.

she joins you at the table, breaking open a few leftover pieces of bread before digging in. the two of you idly chatted, and at the sight of her finishing her meal, you told her to wait as you headed up the stairs. excited to put on your little surprise. truly bringing down some dessert for her.

the lace nightgown had been something you had held onto for a long time. exploring some of the stores in seattle had proved to be a treasure trove of stuff that you assumed no one really needed post-apocalypse. so, there was no guilty conscience as you grabbed a few lace pieces from a weathered down lingerie store and quickly stuffed them into your backpack before ellie called out to you.

you quickly discarded your clothing, sliding on the silk and lace nightgown before prettying yourself up a bit -- or as best as you could, before making your way downstairs. nerves catching up to you just before you rounded the corner to where ellie was still seated. now, a little apprehensive on your plan before her voice called out to you, “babe, you alight?”

you take a deep breath, silently rounding the corner to show her what you were wearing. her breath catches in her throat, eyes widening as she takes in the everything about you. then, she’s motioning for you to come closer, and you do so shyly. eyes dropping to the hardwood beneath your feet as you come to stand between her spread legs, “what’s this?” ellie questions as her hands drop to the lace hem to rub the fabric between her fingers. eyes flickering up towards your own as heat sets in on your cheeks.

“i... i wanted to surprise you. wanted to do something nice for you. and i saw this while we were in seattle, and thought you’d love it, but i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable - “ you ramble on, embarrassment still running deep through your body until ellie gently hushes you, taking your chin between her thumb and forefinger as she brings your gaze back to hers, “i absolutely love it baby. looks so fucking pretty on you.”

this time, both her hands come to slide along your figure, smoothing along the silk and lace as she looks you over with lust-filled eyes, “do you want me to take you here, or upstairs?” she questions you softly, yet there’s a twinge of authority in her tone as she gives you a choice on where exactly she's going to fuck you, “upstairs.” you utter out quickly, nearly jumping as she upruptly stands from her seat and grasps your hand to tug you along behind her and up the stairs.

her lips connect with yours the second the two of you reach the bedroom, her hands sliding along your waist and hips as she gently guides you back towards the bed, waiting until the backs of your knees hit the edge of the mattress before she’s pushing you back. climbing right over you to kiss you passionately once more.

your fingers tangle through her hair, pulling slightly when her tongue swipes along your bottom lip, begging for access until you grant it to her, which she happily does in slipping her tongue into your mouth to taste you.

her own hand slides up your side, taking the little nightgown with it as she feels around for the band of your panties, until she finds nothing. looking down, her eyes snap back to yours with a slight fiery building behind them, “no panties, babe?” she questions huskily, licking her lips as you nod softly to answer her question, “didn’t want to waste time.” you mutter, which causes the woman on top of you to let out a deep chuckle before kissing you again, “god, i fucking love you.”

you moan against her lips, hips jerk up underneath her person as a sign to move on. to which ellie quickly takes note, spurred on by the reaction to her confession as she slipped back down the length of the bed until she’s settled on her knees and between your thighs.

you sit up, resting on your forearms as you look down at the girl positioned right at your cunt. arms hooking under each leg, with her hands splaying across your lower abdomen. then, she’s leaning forward, pressing a kiss right above your clit and chuckling when your hips buck to chase after her touch before her hands press you back down into the mattress.

her tongue slides through your folds, nose bumping against your clit with purpose as her tongue finds your soaked hole, and shoving her tongue deep inside of you. your head drops back in pleasure, eyes squeezed tight as your hands fly to her hair. looking for something to ground yourself with as she tongue fucks you.

her tongue thrusts in and out, nose pressed right against your clit with each thrust. moans from your hands twisting at her locks shoot right up your spine, toes curling and thighs tightening around the girls head at the sensation. however, ellie couldn’t care less as you force her further into your core, writing and moaning above her, “god, you’re so fucking hot, baby... taste fucking good too.” she utters against your core.

you peer down, locking eyes with the woman of your dreams before making of show of what she had been doing between your thighs. ellie chuckle softly as your head dropped back against the mattress once more in deep sataded pleasure as she continues her assault. then, she drops back, hand coming up to massage her jaw before her fingers replace her tongue, delving far deeper into your cunt than her tongue had been able to.

you moan out, tears leaking down the sides of your face as her fingers hook, curling up against your sweet spot and unmercifully prodding it with each harsh thrust of her fingers. the coil in your stomach tightens impossibly, and the bit that sends you crash over the edge of your teetering orgasm, is the feeling her her teeth biting into the inside of your thigh.

you come with a shout, tears spilling down your cheeks as ellie works you through your orgasm, tongue sliding along side her fingers as she licks up everything you have to give her, before her fingers slip from your cunt and she pushes them between her lips, savoring the flavor.

through half-lidded eyes, you catch ellie standing from her position on wobbly legs, before her fingers pull her t-shirt over her head, and discarding it somewhere behind her, “hope you weren’t expect things to end there...” she utters almost out of breath, lips still glistening with your juices as she crawls over your body once more, “cause i’m not done with you yet...”

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breakfast preparation [ jim hopper ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; who knew that getting breakfast together would lead to another chapter following the night before?

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, smut [ vaginal fingering, dirty talk, cum eating, unprotected p in v, slight marking mention + misuse of kitchen ] + mature language 

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slipping out from under the bedsheets, you felt around the floor for a shirt to wear after feeling the cool breeze of the morning making it’s way through the old cabin. the shirt you managed to grab was one of jim’s, coincidentally one of his button-downs, and you quickly buttoned up the front before stepping out into the main part of the cabin.

there was no worry about running into el, as she had spent the night at the wheeler’s after being asked if she wanted to take part in the newest campaign the boys had set up and she had practically begged both you and hop to spend the night. and after a lengthy phone-call over to the wheeler’s residence, with mrs. wheeler promising that nothing would happen under her watchful gaze, hop had agreed to let her go -- enjoying the bright smile and happy cheering the young girl made before running into her room to pack an overnight bag.

hop had grumbled for a bit after you had dropped el off at the wheeler’s. making a few comments about how he doesn’t trust her boyfriend, listing off a slew of reasons before you had quickly shut him up with a searing kiss, “is there anything you want to do tonight that doesn’t involve shit-talking our daughters boyfriend?” you question, teeth tugging at your bottom lip as hop’s eyes widen, and he’s quick to usher you off the couch before dragging you toward your shared bedroom at the back of the cabin.

your thighs clenching together as memories from the previous night flooded your mind, momentarily making you lose your focus on the task at hand -- breakfast. snapping out of your thoughts, you pulled out a few eggs and some pancake mix from the cabinet. hoping to get a few things cook so hop wasn’t waiting for anything whenever he decided to wake.

his arrival came almost twenty minutes later, with him wrapping his arms around your waist, nearly scaring you in the process as he hums against your neck, “didn’t mean to scare you, baby.” hop mutters, eyes peaking over to see what was making the smells that had awoke him from his slumber -- that and realizing that you weren't anywhere near him in bed.

“just didn’t find you in bed, got worried about you.” you smile, leaning back softly into his embrace as you reach down to turn the burner off, “you know you never need to worry about me. i’m not leaving you.” you whisper softly, turning your head just enough for his lips to meet yours in a quick, yet searing kiss before pulling away to plate the eggs from the pan.

his arms stay locked around your waist, keeping you rooted to your spot in front of the stove. you open your mouth to protest -- something along the lines of that the breakfast you made was going to get cold, but hop cuts you off, “are you wearing my shirt?”

you pause for a moment, before nodding, “yeah, it was the only thing i could find before getting up. hope you don’t mind.” you comment, glancing down to find his fingers playing with the clasped buttons along the front of the shirt, before hands splay along your sides and down to brush against the skin of your thighs resting just under the hem of the shirt, “you’re... not wearing anything underneath?” he mutters huskily, shifting closer to you until there isn’t any room left to be had.

you shake your head, swallow harshly as his cock pressed against your backside, already starting to grow hard, “n-no...” you stutter out, breathing deeply through your nose as your hands come to grip the edge of the counter, using it as a way to stabilize yourself as hop slowly begins to rut against the swell of your ass, groaning softly against the shell of your ear.

“naughty girl... you knew what you were doing when you put this on...” he grumbles slightly, before his hand disappears below the hem of your shirt, fingers brushing through your folds before his forehead drops to your shoulder, “god, you’re so fucking wet...”

you hum weakly, squirming in his hold as his fingers brush over your clit in barely there circles, noting how you buck against his fingers in a desperate want of more friction, “didn’t think you’d be so needy... ‘specially after last night...” hop utters through a thick haze, before slipping his fingers into your pulsing cunt with gratified groan. 

his fingers pump into you, thumb keeping pressure on your clit as you tighten your grip on the counter edge, not caring of the pain radiating from the white-knuckled grip as you curse, “hop - fuck...” him only hums in response, fingers curling up against your sweet spot and forcing your eyes to roll back in your skull with each caress.

to add to the already toe-curling experience, hop turns his head into your neck, teeth scraping at the skin before soothing the area with his hot tongue. his fingers move faster, having already felt you tighten around him considerably at your impending orgasm. you gasp out, hips moving with a mind of their own as you ride his fingers with his thumb rubbing at your clit harshly.

your first orgasm of the morning washing over you in a matter of second, leaving you shuddering against hop’s form as your knees almost buckle from underneath you -- and had it not been for his secure grip at your waist, you were sure to have fallen to the floor. you hiss softly as his fingers leave your pulsing cunt, before slipping them between his lips with a satisfied moan, “taste so fucking good baby.” hop comments before he’s turning you around in his hold, and press his lips against yours. letting you taste yourself on his tongue before he’s pulling away from you, “hop on up, baby...” he orders, patting the counter behind you.

you hastily push the plates of cold food out of the way, scrambling up on top of the counter before he’s stepping between your thighs. hands resting on each one as he rubs gentle circles along your skin, eyes trailing down to where your legs part, and your wet folds show proudly on display. he hums, as a hand works his boxers off his hips and onto the floor, before he’s stepping out of them.

his cock hangs between his thighs, red and already dripping precum as he gives himself a few strokes -- nearly biting back the moans of pleasure that threaten to escape his lips before he’s lining up with your entrance, slathering his cock head with the juices from your previous orgasm.

his cock sank to a hilt, filling you to the brim as he bottomed out, groaning softly against your shoulder as his fingers dug into the tops of your thighs. the second he’s deep inside you, your legs wrap snuggly around his hips, almost pulling him further into you. his first thrust is long, almost agonizing as he pulls out of your warm cunt slowly, before sliding back into you with enough force to curl your toes. 

he’s thrusts are measured and precise, hips pressing into yours with a slap of skin meeting as his cock fills you completely, with the swollen head bushing against your sweet-spot with each movement. your arms wrap around his neck, fingers burying themselves into his short brown locks to ground yourself with the almost brutal pace he sets -- wanting you nothing more than fucked out before going to get the kid later today, “you feel so goddamn perfect around me...” he trails off, breathing growing unsteady as you begin to buck your hips against his own, pushing him further into you with each thrust.

hop curses slightly, your walls clamping down around him as a second orgasm washes over you without warning, triggering his release as he pumps himself into you, letting your tight cunt milk him for all he’s worth. hop sags against the counter, forehead resting against your shoulder as you both work to catch your breath, before he’s backing up with a deep sigh, apologizing lightly as he pull his soft cock from your pussy.

“the breakfast is cold.” you mutter after a short silence, earning a laugh from hop as he shakes his head, “forget about them. let’s get cleaned up, and we’ll go pick up el, then have breakfast at her favorite diner.” you nod at the offer, climbing down off the counter with wabbly legs before trailing after hop towards the shower, and making a quick note to clean the kitchen thoroughly before the next use.

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contest [ matt casey ]

SUMMARY ─ somehow, overhearing kelly and stella have sex in the room next door, turned into a bit of a contest

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, smut [ getting caught, slight voyerism (?), dirty talk, vaginal fingering, handjobs, riding + praise kink ] + mature language

after being informed that the renovations for your apartment were going to take longer that expected, which practically cleared you and your fiancé from utilizing your apartment, kelly had humbly offered for the two of you to stay with him until your landlord called you at the end of the renovation.

matt had declined at first, knowing stella frequented the apartment and didn’t want to get in the way of them two of them spending time together, until he reluctantly agreed. so, the two of you moved into the other spare bedroom, luggage and bags scattered around the small room as you were basically still living out of -- seeing as most of your valuables had been stored in the closet to keep things safe.

and since the beginning, both kelly and stella had proved to be pretty decent roommates, or as good of roommates one can be with an extra two people occupying the space. but nothing had hit a bump in the road, until now. as you and matt shared a look of embarrassment after hearing stella moan from the room next door.

for a brief moment, the two of you wondered whether they know just how loud they were being, considering you were finding out just how paper thin the walls were. and after the moaning continued on for another few minutes, you both came to the conclusion that they either didn’t care or didn’t know.

“that was... awkward.” you comment after the sounds quieted out, and you realized a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding -- as if they were going to hear you unintentionally listening in on them having sex, “well, you gotta look at it form their point of view, they probably don’t even know.”

“it’s just gonna be so awkward in the morning before we head to work.” you grumble lightly rolling over and trying to force the growing heat of embarrassment away from your cheeks, until matt pipes up from behind you, “it sounded a little sad...” he states out of the blue, and you nearly hit him after rushing to roll back to face him, “excuse me...?”

“you heard me. it seemed weak and nothing like the sex-scapade severide constantly tells me about.” he snarks and you nearly scoff at the obscurity, “and why does it matter? are you trying to say that you could do better?” you taunt, noticing the flash of lust that overtakes his iris, and he nearly growls at the innceuation, “oh, i know i can... and the funny thing is, you also know i can...”

“matt...” you warn lowly, fingers pressing against his bare chest as your brow raises in slight defiance before he chuckles darkly, “come on... you know you want to ride my cock and prove you’re having way more fun...” your brave face falters completely, instantly turning you into a whimpering mess as matt makes a pleased face -- he knows exactly how to play this game to get what he wants, and you’re always more than willing to participate.

he surges forward without warning, hotly pressing his lips against yours. harshly  nipping at your bottom lip to force his tongue into your mouth, wanting to claim you in every possible away before moving on to where he knows you want him most.

hand glide up from your hips, tugging the bottom of your shirt up and over your head, before he’s working you out of your sleep shorts and pants, leaving you completely bare to him, “so beautiful...” he coos, before his fingers splay along your lower belly, dipping down further to slip through your folds -- offering a groan of appreciation at just how wet you already are.

you hum softly, hips shifting is if to chase after his fingers pressing roughly against your clit, “fuck...!” you nearly yell, muffled behind your hand before it’s ripping away and fiery eyes lock with yours, “there’s no need to be quiet, baby... “ matt simply coos, bringing your hands towards his lips to press a kiss against your knuckles as his fingers drift down to your sopping cunt.

one fingers slides into your cunt, curled upwards to press against your sweet spot, and sending your eyes rolling to the back of your head. your lips part to release a shake groan as matt’s thumb presses against your clit in time with the soft pace of his finger delving in and out of your cunt.

matt’s eyes were blown wide with lust, focused entirely on seeing his fingers disappear inside you, loving the how blissed out your face was and the soft moans that echoed around the small bedroom -- surely, they would have hard you by now.

his fingers leave your cunt upruptly, leaving you feeling empty before his hands grasped your waist, pulling you towards him with devious intent. and ushering you over his hard cock still straining against his sweatpants. your hands rested against his chest, giving him enough room to shove his sweats down just enough for his cock to spring free. already bright red and dripping pre cum.

“gonna show them a good time, yeah baby?” matt coos up at you, smiling as you dumbly nod before your hand grasps his cock, and you position him at your entrance. and then slowly, you sink down on him. taking every inch deep inside of you as shared moans bounced off the walls, “fuck...! oh, your so fucking tight...”

you started a slowly rhythm, adjusting to his size and tossing your head back in pleasure as a deep groan left your lips, nails digging into matt’s chest with each drag of him against your walls.

a growl rumbled in his chest followed by a sharp as you picked up speed, taking his full length. his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips, guiding you up and down on his cock -- matching each one of your moans as he hit all the right places with each thrust.

almost instantly, you could feel your stomach tightening and your legs trembling. and with the added fingering from before, you were so close already, so ready to come undone with him buried deep inside you.

“fuck, are you -- are you close? fuck... come already over my cock baby. i want to feel it.” he panted out his words, watching as your eyes slowly rolled back, and your head hung limply from your shoulders. you were so close, needing just that little push to get you over the edge.

and as if reading your mind, his hips began to thrust upwards. the rough and frantic thrusting of his hips suddenly pushes you over the edge, nearly whiting out your vision as moans tumble from your lips and you fall against matt’s chest. 

warmth spreads along your lower belly, and you whimper softly as matt’s cock slowly begins to soften within you. and he’s gently pushing you onto your side, and gently pulling his cock from your folds. cooing softly as he stands from the bed and moves to grab a wash cloth from the bathroom. returning seconds later to clean you up before helping you get redressed before tucking in for the night.

the next morning, you’re already out making coffee with matt leaning up against the counter beside you, smiling as you talk casually about this book you’ve been reading to pass time while on shift, when kelly and stella step out their bedroom.

you instantly pick up on the embarrassment that floods their features when they finally amen eye contact with the two of you, hesitating a moment before stella clears her throat, “i just want you guys to know, the walls are paperthin, and we heard everything last night.” her cheeks warm at the thought of everything they had heard the night before, not wanting to make the living situation any more awkward than it was. only matt chuckles before taking a sip of his coffee, “oh, we know. we heard you guys too.” 

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sneaking around [ randall ‘pink’ floyd ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; a little secluded hallway makeout when you’re supposed to be in class

⋯ PROMPT ; [ fictional couples two ] smiling in-between kisses

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, sexual themes [ heavy makeouts ] + mature language

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the school day had seemed to drag on, and with the prospect of summer break slowly creeping up, many were already in the same boat. the end of the year meant graduation and summer parties until lives resumed and everyone went their separate ways.

at the call of the bell, you gathered your things. walking along side a friend to her class as the two of you chatted about the upcoming test in one of the your shared classes. complaining widely about the teacher until she waved to you and entered her next class.

and just as you had turned to walk toward your own, a hand shot out to grasp your own, tugging you into the near empty hallway. hands quickly cupped your cheeks before lips pressed against yours to muffle the surprised gasp. only taking a split second to realize who it was, “a little warning would have been nice...” you mutter angrily against pink’s lips before he draws back to chuckle in response.

“would have ruined the fun, sweetheart. besides, wasn’t it you who thought the sneaking around would be fun?” he teases, capturing your lips again before you could utter out a response -- a smiling spreading across his lips as he felt your cheeks heat under his hands. you shake your head, tearing your lips from his in order to rest your foreheads together, “you’re right... but i wouldn’t change if for the world.”

your pull him back in by the collar of his shirt, the kiss deepening slightly as his hands drop from your cheeks, instead wrapping them around your waist to pull you impossibly closer to himself. there’s a muffled noise of surprise as his tongue dips between your parted lips, swiping over your own to taste you softly -- noting the hint of mint still lingering behind.

your hands smooth towards his shoulder, until fingers twist through his long locks and you give a light pull, causing him to moan against your mouth. you swallow the little noises he makes, not a worry in the world until someone clears there throat from behind you.

a startled noise leaves your lips as the two of you break apart, finding michelle and kevin standing at the entrance of the hallway with knowing smiles, “didn’t know you were already here, floyd. we’ll.... just leave the two of you be then.” kevin smirks, pulling michelle along with him until their both out of sight.

“what are we gonna do? everyone’s gonna find out and - “ your sentence cut off by pink’s lips, forcing your eyes to drift shut before he draws back with another smile, “don’t worry about that right now, baby. we've got other things to finish.” you roll your eyes at his words before a smile splits across your lips as you let him pull you back in for another heated kiss.

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eye of the beholder [ ethan choi ]

SUMMARY ─ sneaking glances at each other during work, yet everyone else can see the love sparking in the air, but the two of you

PROMPT ─ [ fictional couples 22 ] a slow burn being like… i’m not in love with them! cut to scene of the person in question staring dreamingly at the object of their desire

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, slight!au [ some inaccuracies in canon ] + general fluff [ slow burn relationship + first dates ]

“it’s starting to get creepy with how much you keep staring at her.” will comments from ethan’s side, earning him a harsh glare as the doctor snaps his file closed and hands it off to the nurse accompanying him, “i’m not staring.” he defends, which prompts a scoff of amusement from his nurse before departing to avoid the oncoming wrath from doctor choi.

the action only causes will to chuckle to himself more as he nods his head, “right. because you’ve been doing paperwork -- which i’ll point out now that your nurse is having to reshuffle because you couldn’t take your eyes off her for two seconds. do you even know which patient you’re supposed to see next?” will taunts at him, getting a good amount of enjoyment from the way ethan flunders under the teasing.

“again... i wasn’t staring at her. you’re just seeing things.” ethan scoffs once more, “and yes, i know which patient i’m supposed to see next, do you?” he pushes back, causing will to raise his hands in surrender before taking a few steps back, “not really seeing things if i’m not the only one who’s noticed you’ve been staring at her since she’s started hard.”

the comment throws ethan completely off track, leaving him floundering as he gapes over at the younger man, “w-what?” he manages to stutter out, face paling as will nods in confirmation, “yeah. everyone here knows. wouldn’t surprise me if she knew.” he states, and with almost perfect timing, will’s calling into a patient room, leaving ethan to pounder over his actions, almost to the point he feels sick. everyone knew he was staring at you?

the thought is pushed to the back of his mind the second his pager goes off, mind focusing on the task at hand. more so, that he doesn’t recall the conversation until will manages to bring it up at a later time, pulling connor into the mix as he too confirms what’s been observed over the past few months from ethan in regards to you.

ethan groans in embarrassment as the two other men clap him on the shoulder in comfort, knowing just by the way he looks, he’s got it bad -- something he wasn’t sure he’d feel after his breakup with april, “i wouldn’t worry too much about it. i’ve been told by a reliable source the new doctor does the same as doctor choi here, just less obvious.”

it had been true, as connor had been told weeks prior by maggie that you had been caught staring over at the doctor a few times before your attention was called elsewhere. she had teases you relentless about it in secret until connor had made a passing comment about how much you had been catching ethan’s eye.

“you know, she looks at him too.” maggie confirmed in a gentle whisper, sparing a glance in your direction as you looked over a few scans and explained them with your patient, “i’ve caught her a few times stumbling over her words when he’s in the room. thinks he’s the sweet man in the department.”

the news had sent connor over the moon, and two had been gossiping about it with natalie for the past two weeks. and now with will joining in, there just needed to be a push for ethan to make a move before this game got boring and awkward.

“you should ask her out to dinner.” connor stated plainly, moving to reassure the man when he began to sputter about the prospect of going back into the dating world once more -- not sure how it would bood over seeing as april still worked within the emergency department, “hey! you deserve some happiness. april moved on, which means you should too. just take her for coffee and see how it is. no harm in that.” will states, hopefully knocking some sense into the man as he nods, sighing a breath of relief as his pager goes off -- offering him a quick escape from his friends shakedown.

it’s the end of his eighteenth hour, he’s already packed to head home for the day when he thinks back to will and connor’s words. knowing he should take the chance to see how things turn out. and for once, will was right. april had moved on from their relationship, which meant it was only fair for him to do so, and not hang onto the past.

so, as he exited for the day, he managed to find you still packing up in one of the empty rooms -- gathering up your files to turn in at the nurses station for review.

“hey...” ethan greets softly, causing you to whip around in surprise, nearly dropping your files to the ground, “doctor choi! are you heading home already?” you question with a bright smile, hoping it would cover your nerves as the man nods, “yeah, been here almost eighteen hours and i’m ready to crash. what about you?”

“just finishing up now. it’s been... a long shift.” you settle, heart still racing from under your rib cage as you clear your throat, “did you need something before i packed up?”

“no, i just wanted to ask you something. and if i’m too forward, please let me know.” he takes a deep breath, steeling his nerves before shooting you a soft smile, “would you by any chance want to get coffee with me in the morning?”

there’s a short pause where he fears he may have overstepped his bounds before your lips split into a wider grin and you nod quickly, “i’d love too. where were you thinking?”

a breath of relief floods his system, “there’s a nice quiet place down on milwaukee ave, it’s go a pretty good selection of pastries.” he smiles, and you nod once more, gathering up your things with a smile, “i think i know where you’re referring, want to meet up around ten?”

“that works for me.” ethan smiled, head bowing in slight shyness, “i’ll... let you go so you can get packed up and head home. i’ll see you tomorrow.” the two of you shared a final smile before ethan disappeared from view. heat flaring in your cheeks as you turn to find maggie and natalie excitingly cheering you on before you duck down the hall to gather your things. now beyond excited for the day to end to bring you closer to your coffee date with ethan.

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public displays of affection [ chicago med ]

CHARACTERS INCLUDE ─ will halstead, connor rhodes, sarah reese, april sexton, ava bekker, ethan choi, natalie manning

⋯ WILL HALSTEAD

a golden retriever when it comes to any sort of affection. sure, he understands there is a time and place for it, but some times he can’t really help himself -- you’re his partner, why wouldn’t he show you all the affection? will has no issue with kissing you on the lips, pulling you in for a tight hug, or lacing your fingers with his own. regardless of the crowd surrounding the two of you. some make fake gagging noises, but they understand the need for some physical affection from time to time

⋯ CONNOR RHODES

somewhat like will, but is a bit more reserved. relies heavily on “there’s a time and a place” and will always try to keep up a professional experience in public settings. he will, however, give you a tight hug or a soft kiss to the forehead whenever you need it -- i.e. you’re having a bad day. but, once the doors are closed, he’s very affectionate and will show you every ounce of love the second you’re alone together

⋯ SARAH REESE

very shy to show any sort of physical affection in the beginning of the relationship. she’s still trying to get past the idea that you’re even with her to begin with --  which is something that still amazes her from time to time. once she is able to gain a little confidence, she has no problem reaching down to lace her fingers with your own, before giving your hand a tight squeeze. it’s simple, but it’s very grounding for the two of you and a quick reminder you have each other’s back. any other sort of affection is saved for more private moments when other’s aren’t around

⋯ APRIL SEXTON

loves holding your hand -- she’s a nurse, and a lot of her care comes in the form of contact. she’ll hold your hand if neither of you are busy, give you a few grounding squeezes, or press a kiss to the back of your hand. uses it in the sense to comfort you, while also telling you she’s here for you

⋯ AVA BEKKER

finds public displays of affection to be more on the unprofessional side -- she’s trying to work, and as much as she would like to, kisses cannot be given at this time. however, if she’s on lunch or has a break in-between patiences, she will 100% provide you with the affection you are looking for // lacking throughout the day. it’s also taxing on her as well, but she’s got a better control on her affection when compared to her coworkers

⋯ ETHAN CHOI

much like ava, isn’t too fond of showing public affection but there are instances where he would. the end of shift is usually when he shows the most affection -- seeing he’s super tired and just ready to go home with you for the night. he’ll hold your hand, kiss your neck and cheek. really just turning into a pile of mush once he gets his affection

⋯ NATALIE MANNING

becomes so busy during the day, giving affection is probably one of the last things on her mind, but she always tries to make room for you and the affection she does give. arm around your shoulder // waist, nuzzling into your neck, pressing kisses to your cheek or the tips of your fingers -- she’ll do it all. does stand on the side of hestiancey when it comes to doing so around others, but she loves you so it equals out

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rescue [ matt casey ]

SUMMARY ─ coming back home from a weekend getaway in the mountains ends in a slight tragedy

WARNINGS ─ gn!reader, tw [ car accidents, blood + major injuries ], general angst [ hurt // comfort + worry ] + general fluff [ hand kisses + happy tears ]

AUTHORS NOTE ─ medical description: i am not a medical professional; nor do i understand the process taken during a triage -- all descriptors are purely for entertainment, not to be taken as actual medical advice

it had been a spontaneous trip to the mountains -- matt casey’s idea of getting away for a weekend before coming back into work, and the hustle of downtown chicago. said vacation had been a dream, and you were definitely regretting not taking additional time off to spend a few more moments of peace away with your lover.

the radio was turned up, blaring a favorite song of yours, as matt chuckled with a bright smile. as getting to see you sing your heart out in the passenger seat was enough to fill his heart with an immense about of love. he joined in on the fun at certain points, notably when the chorus of the song would hit and he actually knew the words to the song.

of course, the moment of happiness was short lived, as the light at the four-way intersection had just turned green, giving matt the right away to cross safely. out of habit with driving trucks for years, he looked both directions before pressing on the gas and crossing over the white lines of the intersection. then, almost out of nowhere, a car came hurling through the light from the left, crashing head first into the driver side door, tossing each of the occupants around inside.

in a heightened daze, matt blinked rapidly. clearing the black spots from his vision as he came to, not realizing that he had blacked out after the initial impact. once more, he sits as still as possible, mentally running over a check list in his head as he starts to move his fingers and toes. sighing in relief at the feeling of them moving and the sensation running up the length of his legs and arms.

and with great effort to not twist his neck to look at you, he shouldered himself to the side, looking you over as he calls out your name softly. when you don’t respond back, dread sinks into his chest as he calls your name again, this time a little more desperate for an answer then the last. 

you’re slumped against the passenger door, head resting against the now cracked window that’s spattered with droplets of blood. yet, you still remind unmoving. as he goes to call your name a third time, a hand hits against the driver side window, nearly scaring him, “matt?!” kelly calls from the other side of the glass, fear overtaking his features as he recognizes his two friends in the car.

matt makes a slightly gesture of greeting, hissing lightly when his body shifts and he swears he hears kelly telling him not to move, before orders are flying out about getting the jaws and saw. company members scramble about, grabbing all the equipment needed before running back towards the truck.

the second thee drive door is popped off, sylvie slides into the opening, wrapping a c-collar around matt’s neck before checking him over of any other injuries to update the hospital with upon arrival, “are they out yet?” matt questions with a grunt, looking over at sylvie as she peaks up over to where joe and violet are working on getting you stabilized, “joe and violet are working on them now. you be able to see them when you get to the hospital.”

the answer seems to settle matt’s nerves as he’s loaded onto a backboard, and then later the ambo gurney to be transported out. there’s a light debate as kelly transfers command to capp before climbing into the ambulance with sylvie. he offers his friend a tight lipped smile, tears brimming his eyes as the ambo takes off down the road.

back at the scene, the second ambo loads you into the back of their transport, having dismissed violet from your care and allowing her to join back up with her partner in the ride back to med. a c-collar is strapped around your neck, gauze packed against the deep cut on your forehead as the ambo takes off right behind the other.

in a flurry of slight chaos, matt is quickly wheeled into an exam room while doctor’s hover over him to understand the extent of his injuries. dr. halstead is quick to have a nurse get him going on some pain medications as another 

he catches the moment you are wheeled right past his room, and right down the hall towards the imaging room. with your stats beginning high enough, the idea was to get and understanding of any brain damage that could have been caused from the impact of your head hitting against the glass.

“they’re... gonna be fine, right?” matt utters out, looking up at will with hopeful eyes as the doctor nods, “they’re in good heads. if you’d like, once i’m finished with my assessment here, i’ll go back and check on them for you. bring back an update.” matt smiles gratefully, eyes closing for a short minute as he sends up a soft prayer for your survival. 

the second will is finished with his assessment, and matt is cleaned and bandaged. he quickly excuses himself down to where you were brought in. the doctor watching over you greeting him with a quick nod before updating him on your condition. 

he trails back toward matt, updating him with the news as the firefighter smiles brightly, thanking will before he’s departing for the waiting room where he knows the rest of firehouse 51 awaits an update of their own. sighs of relief fill the room as will tells them about both of your conditions, citing no extensive injuries and the possibility of a quick recovery.

they quickly ask if they could see either of you, and the moment they get permission, their rushing down the halls to find the rooms will told them to go. they greet casey with bright smiles, filing into his room as hugs and cheers go around. a few jokes are made, lifting the spirits of those in the room, before it’s agreed to move onto the next room.

and after matt manages to get a nurse to okay his travel to your room, kelly wheels his best friend in front of him towards your room, and slides him right up to your bedside where you greet him with a happy smile, “you’re okay.” you utter, hand moving from your side to cup his cheek as his lips turn to press a kiss to the palm of your hand, “and you’re okay.”

the rest of the room enters in, smiling as they do the same as before -- cracking jokes and offering words of encouragement before boden ushers them out to finish up their shift. knowing they would be better off knowing the two of you were in good hands and doing alright.

matt settles in besides you, no intention of leaving your side until his nurse comes looking for him at a time for a meal or round of medications. his hand clasps with yours, fingers lacing together as silence overtakes the room, needing nothing more that each other’s company to know you’re going to be okay.

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return [ captain rex ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; on the orders of his general, rex travels to meet a contact that could be a vital part of the already building resistance. yet, what he doesn’t know, is this contact is someone he already knows -- and didn’t know was still alive

⋯ PROMPT ; fictional couples twelve — when they haven’t seen each other for a while [ bonus point if they’re not sure the other one is alive ] and all this time they’ve been trying to stay strong, but when they reunite, they crash into each other’s arms, and completely breakdown…

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader [ jedi ], angst [ order 66, mentions of death + general sadness ] + general fluff [ reunions, hurt//comfort, ‘i thought you were dead’ kisses ]

the ship rumbled upon touching down planet-side. cutting the engine, rex stood from his seat and adjusted the cloak situated around his shoulders, conveniently covering the identifying blue and white of his clone armor. after pulling the hood over his head to keep his face hidden, the ramp extended onto the planets surface.

looking down at his data pad, the coordinates to the resistance contact were only a short distance from where he had landed. after ahsoka had come to him, asking if he would be willing to meet a contact on her behalf, she had forwarded all known information about the contact to her former captain after he had agreed to do this for her.

yet, the little information was worrying to him, thus kept him vigilant as he approached the meeting place. looking around the front of the decrepit building, an astromech droid beeps quietly from it’s hiding spot, uttering a few beeps in confirmation that he was here for a meeting with a smuggler.

rex simply nods, before the droid makes a series of hums before powering down. he’s confused for the briefest of moments until the blast door slides open, and he enters the building. it’s dusty and much darker than he would have imagined. thinking he may have stepped into the wrong meeting.

then, a human male steps into the light, “you must be here to take the cargo off my hands. the sky are clear, and no sight of imperials anywhere near, so you should have a safe travel.” he utters with a quick smile, before turning and waving someone forward. into the light, steps a family -- a man, his wife, and their son, and an cloaked figure, much like rex himself.

“these are people.” rex utters in horror, starting to wonder what the hell ahsoka had gotten him into. sensing his fear, the smuggler holds his hands out to calm him, “they are. but they are people who need to get off this planet, and away from the empire. i’m part of the path, getting force sensitives to safety -- wherever that may be.”

“force sensitives?” rex questions, looking at the family and the lone figure hovering in the corner of the small room. and then, by some stroke of luck, his cloak sways, exposing a small bit of his arm that scares the family.

immediately, a bright blade ingnites from the hilt of a lightsaber, swirling around into a defensive stance as you step forward, placing yourself between the clone and the family behind you, “you’re a clone.” you growl, fear running down the length of your spine as the memories from order 66 seep into your mind. as in some form of morbid torture, the empire has sent a clone to kill you and the family behind you.

rex quickly raises his arms above his head, pulling the hood of his cloak off and onto his shoulders, “i mean no harm! my inhibitor chip was removed! see?!” he gestures to the thin white line across the side of his temple, hoping that the jedi in front of him would find him to not be the threat they precived him to be.

your blade immediately retracts, eyes widening as you realize who exactly is standing in front of you, “rex?’ you question, voice softer this time as your hands fly to remove your hood as well, revealing your face to your lover -- the lover you thought had become victim to the empire’s new order.

rex blinks, eyes looking you over as your name falls from his lips in disbelief. then in a flash, you’re arms are wrapped around his neck. pulling him into a tight embrace as his arms return the tight hug, eyes watering as he realizes that you made it out. you made it out.

“i... i thought you- i thought you died.” he whimpers out, pulling you impossibly closer, face tucking into the crook of your neck as you sob softly against his shoulder. then, he’s pulling back, cupping your cheek with a hand as he looks you over, “i’m glad you made it out, general.”

“screw the title... i just want you to kiss me.” you utter softly, leaning your forehead against his own before ehe complies with your wishes, pressing his lips against your own heatedly. only separating a few seconds later after someone behind you clears their throat.

“as much as i love a good reunion, we don’t have a lot of time.” the smuggler states, looking between you and the family behind him. rex nods, reaching over to pull your hood back up over your head before doing the same with his own, “my ship ins’t far from here, just on the other side of this forest. and then we’re safe.” the family nods, quickly coming into step with you and rex as you all make your way towards his ship. the family thanks him softly, settling into one of the seats as you following behind him into the cockpit.

“i’m really glad you didn’t end up like i thought you did.” you murmur softly, and rex only pressing a kiss to your forehead in response, “i’m glad too.”

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split time between homes [ adam ruzek ]

SUMMARY ─ you’re starting to notice adam’s time has become split between his two homes, and is slowly started to weigh heavy on your relationship

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, major angst [ no happy ending + arguments ] + mature language

it was well past midnight when the door locked clicked open, signaling adam’s arrival home. you had long since gotten use to he late night arrivals, especially when it came to caring for miklayla and kim. oh, how those words sounded bitter against your tongue each time your spoke them.

you knew going into this relationship with adam that he had a priority to raise the little girl he considered to be his own, and you always supported him to the best of your ability, even going as far to as to pick her up from time to time if neither kim or adam could do so. allowing the two of you to get to know each other quite well.

the effort on your part had warmed adam’s heart, and secured him in the face that he really had picked someone with his same interests and ideals -- someone he knew was not going to up and leave at the slightest inconvenience.

yet, you had noticed as time went on, adam’s more prolonged disappearances and quick disregard for any dates or meet-ups due to a single call or text from kim. in the beginning, you had never minded, knowing the two of them needed to be on the same page when it came to raising their kid, but you couldn’t help the pit of unease that developed as time and time again, adam ditched you to come to kim’s aid.

so, when you didn’t answer to him calling out to you, he went looking for you. finding you seated in the living room with a empty glass of wine and the end credits of a movie playing, “baby, i’m home.” he uttered, smile faltering as you nodded and twirled the glass in your hand, “i know. how’s kim?”

your tone was bitter, lemon slipping through as the alcohol seemed to loosen your tongue a bit, something you would have never let slip out if you had been sober. adam seemed to be taken aback at your tone, raising a brow as he stepped further into the living room, “is something wrong?”

at first, you just shrug. not really wanting to start an argument over suppressed feelings that you know wouldn't be seen in it’s true intention, but something within you had reached it’s boiling point and you can’t keep the words from slipping from your lips, “something is wrong. and i’m tired of pretending that everything is a fucking walk in the park.”

“you are always gone. you don’t spend time with me anymore and it seems like you’d much rather be with kim and miklayla than me.” you utter out, the bottled tension slowly releasing as adam’s face hardens and you continue, “you’re always gone, or ditching out on dates. and it seems like your priorities always shift whenever they need you, but you can’t seem to do that for me.”

“so, you’re upset that i’m paying more attention to my family? to miklaya over you?” adam seethes out, and you quickly stand from your seat on the couch as you look over at him in disbelief, “the problem was never with miklayla! how could you ever think that?!” you nearly scream, face falling at adam sighs heavily in frustration, hand running down the front of his face as he shrugs, “you have a problem with me going over to kim’s...”

“the problem i have, is that you drop literally everything to be at kim’s side. all it takes is a fucking phone call or text from her, and you go running to her aid. hell, you drop me in the middle of our dates!” you state exasperated, tears brimming your eyes, “and you can’t say it’s because of miklayla because every time you came back, it always involved kim.”

the heels of your hands pressing into your eyes as you take a deep breath, “look, i understand that you have a family and that it’s important for you to be with them. hell, i would do that same if i was in your position. but, i’m tired of being a after thought, adam. i’m not going to live a life where my partner can’t even commit to set plans because something always comes up. i don’t deserve to be strung along with false promises.”

there’s a long silence that follows, adam’s eyes now downcast from where you stand as he thinks over each word you uttered in his direction. realizing that you were, in fact, right about how things had be progressing over the past few months. and just how much he had let you down.

“you love her.... don’t you?” you question, cutting through the silence as adam’s head snaps up towards your own. he hesitates a moment before nodding wordlessly, and you can’t help but let a few tears spill down over your cheeks. you sniffle softly, pulling at your shirt sleeve to wipe away the tear trails before moving around the couch and heading up towards you bedroom. 

packing up an overnight bag to go stay with a friend until you could find a place of your own. and by the time you come back downstairs, adam is still rooted to his spot. you linger in the doorway for a little bit, looking over towards him with a tight smile, “i hope everything works out for you.” before opening the door and stepping out onto the street.

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too busy [ jay halstead ]

SUMMARY ─ jay’s somehow always too busy, and it gets more and more tiring with each excuse he uses

PROMPT ─ [ falling out of love 13 ] spending less and less time with your lover, claiming ''they're busy'' when your family asks why they no longer come to visit with you

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, angst [ implied cheating, falling out of love + missed dates ] + mature language

[ jay ] : gonna have to cancel again, something came up with work

your eyes had flickered over the text message what seemed like a thousand times. all with the hopes that maybe it would somehow change, or another text would magically appear stating he would show later. yet, neither was ever going to be a plausible reality.

sucking in a deep breath, you entered molly’s. immediately warmed by the atmosphere and the loud mix of music and chattering. shuffling through the crowd, you quickly found the rest of your truck mates from 51, smiling as they greeted you happily before ushering you onto a stool, “what you drinking tonight?” stella smiled, hooking an arm around your shoulders as she pulled you in for a light hug, “i’ll take a beer.” 

“so, where’s jay?” mouch questions from his seat in front of you, raising a brow as you offer him a gentle smile -- inwardly cursing yourself for saying you’d bring him by after being hounded over that fact they hadn’t seen you together in over a month, “he really wanted to come, but they have this big case and voight wants all hands on deck.”

“that’s a shame, we really hoped he’d be here tonight. you know, it’s been - “ you wave off her words before finishing, “ - since you’ve seen him, i know. he’s just been busy is all...” you trail off, thanking cruz for the drink before taking a hefty sip, hoping it would calm your frantic heartbeat. knowing if they could hear it, they’d know you’re lying through your teeth.

the truth is you didn’t know why jay was busy every time you wanted to go out together. and to make matters worse, you got to the point of not asking him to even go, knowing he would just come back and say he’s busy. the thought of cheating crossed your mind every now and then, finding it to be a reasonable explanation as why he was constantly standing you up for dates. yet, there was never any proof he was even doing such a thing.

his absence never squashed your mood, and you always found yourself forgetting he existed during your time out with friends, even going as far as to openly flirt with someone you found interesting, until slowly walking back to your car at the end of the night knowing you weren’t exactly single.

so, by the end of this night, as you said goodbyes to all your friends you headed for your car. still warmed from the alcohol coursing through your system that you didn’t even notice the harsh breeze that had blown through the nearly empty street. and just like clock work, you drove back towards your shared apartment, mentally flipping a coin as to whether jay would even be home even though it was well past midnight.

it was no surprise to find the apartment still dark and bare. like no one had been home since you had left to join your friends at molly’s. and whether it was your drunk filled stupor making these last minute decisions, you’re not entirely sure, but the old suitcase is now laying open atop the mattress and you’re shoving everything you can possibly fit into it.

anything that you can’t fit, goes into another bag that you plan to pick up at a later time, knowing what you pack in there isn’t needed where you’re going. which is still undecided in that moment as you zip the suitcase closed. 

the first phone call you make is to stella, you’re oddly calm voice ringing through the receiver as you ask her if you can stay with her for a little bit, just until you find a place of your own. she questions you, wondering what exactly is going on until you tell her you’ll explain everything once you get to her apartment.

the second phone call you make is to jay, yet as the dial tone rings for a third time in your ear, you know then he isn’t going to pick up. so, instead, you leave him a message. hoping at one point he may just listen to it when he actually remembers who you are and what you’re supposed to mean to him.

the second you’re on stella’s doorstep, she’s ushering you in with a concerned look. taking your things into her spare bedroom and cornering you onto the couch to explain what’s going on. that’s the first time you break down, letting out the months of bottled and tearful emotions as she comforts you with sad eyes.

across town, jay’s finally stepping out from his almost three-hour restaurant date, still at little buzzed from the alcohol he had. he fishes for his phone, pulling it from his jacket pocket and raised a confused brow when he sees a missed call and voicemail from you.

lifting the phone to his ear, the voicemail plays, “i’m not sure when you’ll hear this. but i’m hoping you may at one point tonight. i’m not sure when you fell out of love with me, and i’m not even sure when i started making excuses for you. maybe i was scared, cause somewhere deep down, i knew what was going on but i just couldn’t bring myself to accept it. the only thing i wish is that you would have been brave enough to tell me to my face, instead of slowly ghosting me. either way, i’m not sure i can keep pretending anymore. i won’t be there when you get home. but i’ll be back in the morning before work to grab the rest of my things. hopefully, you won’t be too busy for someone in the future.”

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getting you to smile [ scott lang ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; after a bad day at work, scott knows just the way to bring a smile to your face

⋯ PROMPT ; [ boop ] for your muse to boop mine on the nose

⋯ WARNINGS ; gn!reader, established relationship, slight angst [ mentions of a bad day + scott’s house arrest ] + general fluff [ scott being an absolute sweetheart + kisses ]

coming up the steps that led into your shared house, you messed with your keys, sliding them into the lock and unlocking the door. dropping your bag at the entrance, you kicked off your shoes before trailing into the kitchen to look for some alcohol -- needing to dull your senses of the day’s horrible activities and momentarily forget about it.

you uttered a quick greeting toward scotty, who went back to watching tv as soon as it realized that you had arrived home for the evening. there was a quick noise of chittering, possibly a way of scotty communicating with scott to let you know of your arrival home -- as evident by the sound of footsteps resonating from upstairs.

scott peeked his head around the edge of the stair banister, smiling brightly as he laid eyes on you before quickly moving across the hardwood floors to wrap you up in a hug, “god, i’m so glad you’re home. i missed you.” he utters into your shoulder before drawing back to look you over. only to frown as he takes note of your tired and uneasy face, “what happened?”

you shrug, blowing out a deep breath through you noise before taking a seat in one of the barstools, “just... had a really bad day. no one knew what was going on, and it seemed like all the manager could do was blame me to for everything.” scott’s brows furrowed, and he take a few steps to stand between your knees as his hands moved to cup your cheeks, drawing you gaze up toward him.

“we all have bad days. and sometimes, it seems like the world is always moving against you. but you made it through the day, and maybe tomorrow is going to be better. i mean, you’re only a day away from the weekend -- so maybe everyone was just stressed out.” he smiles, leaning forward to press his lips against your forehead, silently cheering to himself as your shoulder slump in relaxation.

“have i ever told you how much i love you?” you utter out softly, smiling up at scott with admiration bright in your eyes. he nods, smiling even brighter, “all the time.” he states, before softly booping the end of your nose in playful manner before trailing around the edge of the kitchen island and digging through the different pamphlets of takeout menus until he finds your favorite.

“what do you say to a nice night in, with some takeout and some alcohol?” he offers, clapping his hands in excitement as you nod in agreement. letting him usher you out of your seat and up towards your shared bedroom to change into something more comfortable as he places the order for delivery.

the two of you settle onto the couch, takeout containers in hand as you flip through the channels to find something to watch. cuddled up right next to scott as he points out a movie and happily asks if you’re okay with watching it. you nod, digging into the food in front of you just as scott turns to press a kiss to the top of your head, “feeling better?”

you nod, “much better. thank you scott.” he blushes slightly at the beaming smile you send his way, tugging you in closer as the movie progresses and the food slowly begins to disappear. all he needed was to get you to smile and your bad day was long forgotten.

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detective matchmaker [ lou ransone ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; athena devised a plan to get the two of you together in one room, with the hope of one thing coming out of it

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, matchmaker athena + general fluff [ softness + planning of first dates ]

“i hope you don’t mind, but i called in someone else to help out with the case.” athena uttered, looking over at lou with an easy smile as he eyed her suspiciously. he opened his mouth, getting ready to question her on this person she had asked to come in, when a knock sounded from the door, “so glad you could make it.” athena smiles brightly, ushering you into the room.

both you and lou make eye contact, cheeks heating as you stumble over your words, greeting him softly once more, “it’s good to be able to work with you again.” you utter, holding your had out to shake his own, “the pleasure is really all mine. i’m glad athena appreciates your talent and skill for these kind of things.”

the compliment doesn’t go unnoticed, and you beam brightly before turning your attention to the case at hand. offering in your expertise whenever it’s deemed necessary and when a pattern slowly begins to develop over the course of the filing.

lou would sneak a glance towards your concentrated face every so often, coming to admire your diligence and eye for detail with each little thing you point out -- often earning a quick uttering of praise on his part as he beings to connect the dots.

he had admired you for some time, and you in turn had as well. however, seeing as the two of you rarely interacted with each other outside that of join department cases, it limited the chance of the two of you crossing paths to actually pursue any feelings towards the other.

now, athena had a bit of an ulterior motive when it came to getting the two of you to partner up. seeing as when the two of you are apart, the only thing you could talk about was each other. so, to save herself some added misery, she figured leaving the two of you alone in her office would finally create the outcome she had been hoping for -- at least one of you asking the other out.

“i’ll be right back, gonna go check on something.” athena smiles, stepping out of the office and down towards the front of the station building to get some coffee. smiling knowing to herself as she had just left the two of you to your own devices.

you continued to look over the files, scanning them for any little bit of information you could use to establish a motive or direction of evidence, when lou cleared his throat, pulling your gaze up toward his own, “how have you been? it’s been some time since the las time we worked together.” he uttered out, hoping to make some small talk until athena returned.

“i’ve been good. busy with the amount of cases that have been coming through homicide but we've been managing for the most part. what about you? have you been recovering alright?” you question, referring to the light pink line across the middle of his neck -- something that had nearly scared you when athena had called you in. 

he only offered you a smile before nodding, “i’m doing fine. getting better each day.” you uttered a soft ‘good’ in response, before dropping your gaze back down to the file in front of you. 

lou then hesitated a moment, before speaking once more, “i hope this isn’t too forward, but would you like to get dinner with me, tonight?” he questioned softly, fully prepared to have you turn down his offer when you smile brightly and nod, “i’d love to.”

the both of you turn back towards your paperwork, looking up when athena enters the office once more a few minutes later, three cups of coffee in hand before settling into the chair across from the two of you, “anything new while i was gone?” she questions, looking between you two before you delve right into some of the things you found, before excusing yourself to go find a file that may help you figure something out.

the second the door closes, athena’s turning toward her friend with a knowing smile, “did you ask her?” she asks, cheering when lou nods. telling her about your dinner plans for the evening and the two of them smiling as they go over some of the details from the case.

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suspension [ bobby nash ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; bobby’s first day back following his suspension ; and you have just the way to welcome him back

⋯ PROMPT ; [ ways to say i love you fifty-five ] “i missed you... a lot”

⋯ WARNINGS ; gn!reader, canon divergence [ unsure of timeline; more for safety ] + general fluff [ humor, surprise parties, kisses ]

“why is it we’re doing this again?” buck questions over his shoulder, narrowly missing the glare you throw his way as he works to tape the long ‘welcome home cap’ poster along the balcony. today marked bobby’s first shift back after his three-week suspension following an investigation of a fire during his time back in minnesota.

“it’s a welcome back celebration! we did the same thing when chimney came back from his surgery, and we’ll do the same thing when you eventually do something stupid.” you tease which earns you a laugh from the surrounding firefighters -- mostly from hen and chimney, “just focus on hanging the poster straight, buck.”

most of a shift had agreed to come in early, under the premise of getting to welcome their captain back before delving into a day’s worth of work. they were more than excited to welcome him back, especially after having chimney take over as captain for those few hellish weeks.

“by the way, how did you manage to sneak out of your apartment without him knowing?” hen smiled teasingly, raising a brow with her statement as chimney in turn moved to join in on the teasing, “yeah, how’d you manage to sneak out?”

“easy. i told him eddie needed help with christopher’s school bake sale and was going to drop off the cupcakes i made -- which are right over there.” you answer, pointing over to the bright red cupcakes seated on the counter.

“was that a jab at eddie because he can’t cook, much less bake something in an oven?” buck questioned, his laughter cut short with a swift swat to the shoulder as eddie shook his head in upset at his boyfriends comment. you shrug your shoulders, “no. it was just the ruse to get out of the house, buck.”

“cap’s coming in!” a firefighter calls from the floor, and everyone quickly races up the steps to wait in surprise. choruses to quite everyone down as bobby stepped into the oddly quiet firehouse, more concerned at the fact no one seemed to be mulling around at this hour, “118? anyone here?” he called around, hoping someone would answer. only to get complete silence in return. 

with a raised brow, he dropped his duffle and began making his way up the staircase to the balcony floor and upon taking the last step, the entirety of the 118 jumped up, “surprise!”

shouts of welcome and cheers erupted from the group as they welcomed back their captain, running over to greet a stunned bobby with bright smiles, “you guys didn’t have to do this.”

“and spend another week with interim captain han? no thank you.” hen quickly commented, earning a laugh from the rest of the crew as they lingered about, greeting their captain with joyful smiles until you were the last to greet him, “you planned all this, didn’t you?”

“had to welcome our captain back properly -- now, i’m no bobby nash, but someone did show me how to make the famous mac and cheese bake, which is in the oven now.” he smiles, arms wrapping around your frame to pull you in for a tight hug as he presses a soft kiss against your temple, “i appreciate this... more than you can imagine.”

“i bet. why don’t you go get changed out and i’ll handle the group of hungry firefighters, yeah?” you smile, gently pushing him back towards where he managed to leave his bag before turning toward the group as the oven goes off, “let’s get set up for some lunch before the bell goes off.”

the tables are set in almost record time, with buck quickly dishing out plates to each member just as bobby makes another appearance, this time lingering behind as his arms wrap around your middle and pulls you into his side, “maybe i should have made you captain before i left.”

“i missed you... a lot” you mutter against his shoulder. his head turns, lips pressing against your forehead as a sigh of contentment leaves your lips, “i promise i won’t be doing that again. three weeks off the job was torture, especially because i wasn’t able to go in with you.” you heart thumped at his words, and you leaned up to press a quick kiss to his lips before anyone could really see before hen called  you over, “you two ready to eat?”

“we sure are... can’t wait to see how you did.” he muses, moving to take a seat at the head of the table when his eyes catch the red cupcakes on the counter, “i thought you were making cupcakes for christopher?” he questioned with a raised brow, and you shy dug into your food, “i had to get out of the house somehow, babe. and you know eddie can’t bake, so it was pretty believable.” and laughter rang out around the dining area as bobby nodded in agreement, more than happy to be back with his work family.

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trace [ billy russo ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; a lazy day spent in bed with your lover

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, illusion to sex + general fluff [ massages + kisses ]

the better part of the morning had been spent in each other’s arms, before stomachs growled and the two of you had padded off towards the kitchen in search for something simple to eat. which had proven to be quite the task, considering billy couldn’t keep his hands off you for one second.

breakfast was quite, save for the lingering touches and soft hums that came from billy as you sat atop his thighs, arm wrapped snuggly around your waist before lips pressed against your jaw in-between bites of food.

he aided in clean up, or as best as he could considering his arms still continued to stay wrapped around your frame until you tell him everything is all clean, “perfect.” he smiles, dragging you by the hand back towards the bedroom. he’s quick to guide you back into bed, body practically laying atop his on as hands smooth along your spine.

you hum, snuggling further into his embrace as your face drops into the crook of his neck. billy only smiles wider, nuzzling into your head as fingertips dig softly into the flesh, shifting until they find a knot before 

“that feels good...” you hum against his neck, smiling as he repeats the same action along your sides and the upper part of your back. his fingers work along the expanse of your back, rubbing out any sore spots the lingered in your muscles. billy drew soft moans from your lips with each press of his hands, not moving on from a spot until the muscle relaxed fully and the spot was warm from his touch.

after a particularly harsh hiss, billy’s hands lifted from your skin, hovering over your back as he turns to look at you, “did i push too hard?” he questions concerningly, only turning into confusion the second a low chuckle leaves your lips and you lift yourself up from your position to look him straight in the eye, “no... it honestly felt good. just took me by surprise.”

he smiles at your reassurance, shaking his head softly before pulling you back down to lay against his chest once more. hands settle to their previous position, this time taking on a more gentle approach as he works out the large knot laying to the side of your shoulder blade.

billy all but basks in the little noises you make with each press. your hums of pleasure slowly turning into moans of relief that sends blood rushing through his body -- a subconscious reaction he has whenever those noises reach his ears. the second he’s done, you’re sitting up. moving to straddle his hips with a bright smile, “how can i repay you?”

your question, although teasing, brings a smile to his face as hands ghost up the tops of your thighs toward your hips, “i can think of a few weeks, baby. depends on what you’re willing to do.”

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prove it [ howard han ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; after a mishap involving a airplane proposal, confessions are made after trying to prove that you definitely aren’t in love with your best friend

⋯ PROMPT ; [ best friends to lovers ; ten ] “i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you” but the kiss does the exact opposite

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader + general fluff [ best friends to lovers, kisses + mutual confession of feelings ]

when you had first met howard, he had just transferred into one of your classes following him and his mother moving to los angelos permanently. and while most of the kids tended to steer clear of him, you found yourself always offering to be his partner for school projects or asked to sit with him at lunch. the two of you had quickly formed a tight friendship, almost to the point the two of you were inseparable.

your family always warmly welcomed howard into their house, and always tried to include him during family events even after his mother had passed after her battle with cancer. an event that only seemed to bring the two of you closer. 

your friendship progressed far into adulthood, with you going off on your own path and howard going off on his own -- working well as a bartender until that fateful night where he managed to put out a fire and escort guests out of the bar in record time, leading him down his current career path.

you are his confidant during his time at the academy and during his first few months of probation -- something he never got to share with the lee’s. you always managed to uplift his spirits and had celebrated all his victories and recoveries made during his calls.

so, as you sat on his couch, sharing a beer as he recalled the coolest things he got to do during his most recent shift, “i mean, he faked the plane malfunctioning to propose to his girlfriend!” he stated, chuckling as he shook his hand in amazement.

you shrug, taking a sip of your beer, “you know what they say, you gotta do something they’re never gonna forget!” you point out, knowing that with her saying yes to her boyfriends proposal, it had definitely been something she wanted and most definitely wasn’t going to forget anytime soon. 

“i just don’t think he planned for her to have a heart attack, i mean, he probably had no way of knowing, but still -- to take that chance.” he shakes his head at the idea, “you would not see me doing that.”

“i think he had the right intentions. though, i guess i’m just looking at the fact that he did put a lot of effort into planning that. that has to be some proof of love.” howard snorts from your side, and you raise a brow in his direction at the obvious disagreement, “do you think it wasn’t a proof of love?”

“no, i think it was... just a shitty proof of love. i mean, scaring someone and then proposing to them? that doesn’t seem like it’s very romantic.” 

“well, while it maybe doesn’t seem romantic to you, doesn’t mean that maybe they didn’t see it that way. you don’t know them personally, do you? so, how would you know it wasn’t romantic for them?” you state, tightly clenching your beer bottle as you drop it to the coffee table, unsure as to why you were getting upset over howard’s reaction to the proposal.

“then why are you so hung on this? are you in love with me or something?” howard chokes out as a joke to lighten the tense mood, chest tightening as he tells himself there is absolutely no way that you would return the feelings he’s held for you over the years the two of you had been friends. but the look over anger on your face says all.

“i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you” you sputter out in challenge, not realizing the full extent of your words until howard’s face hardens, “then prove it.”

and you do. quickly leaning forward to press your lips against howard’s -- lips lingering far too long than would have normally been acceptable, bu you were trying to prove at point. 

and just as you lean back, eyes search over howard’s features to see his reaction, hands quickly cup your jaw drawing you back in for another kiss without warning. there’s a muffled noise of surprise that leaves your lips, but you quickly settle, with your eyes closing as his thumb brushes over the skin of your cheek, not pulling away until there’s a need for air, and you are both scrambling back to your respective spots on the couch.

an awkward silence that follows, neither of you wanting to be the first to speak or make eye contact in fear of spilling your guts out over your bottled up feelings for the past ten years. then, as you turn to apologize, howard quickly cuts you off with a confession, “i’m in love with you.” he practically blurts out, eyes widening as he almost doesn’t believe that those words just came out of his mouth.

more so, when you manage to snap out of your stupper and confess yourself, “i’m in love with you, too.” another silence following as you make him aware that the feelings are mutual, and that this definitely wouldn’t cause your relationship to turn awkward.

howard then clears his throat, “so, uh, do you maybe want to go out sometime... with me? like on date...” he questions you softly, giving you plenty of time to opt out if this isn’t the direction you want to take your relationship, but after finally having some form of reassurance that your feelings were shared, you weren’t going to pass up an opportunity to be with you best friend in a romantic sense, “i would love to.”

howard smiles, picking up his beer before throwing an arm around your shoulder -- pulling you into his side and turning to press a kiss to your forehead the second you settle into his side. the two of you more than happy with the development and the new stage you are taking together.

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