Im So Into Me Right Now.

You hardly had time to react when the building came down. The only thing that registered was the sudden, deafening sound of wood beams splitting under the force if an explosion.

You should be terrified right now, mind lagging behind and trying to survey where you've been hurt or not.

Instead all you can focus on is the sharp, comforting scent of ghost.

The alpha is bowed over you, arms braced on either side of your head and knees squeezing your hips in the tight space. Every inhale brings in his scent and it's—

Comforting.

"Hey! Hey, are you with me, soldier?" His voice finally registers past the thumping of your blood. You let out a weak whine, your own instincts overwhelmed, and feel him physically exhale "okay. You broken?"

A shake of your head, and he calms down more. That comforting scent makes you calm down too, and you belated realize this is the first time you've properly smelt him.

He smells like leather, wood, a slight metallic note. It makes the beta in your warm and happy, you've always mentally considered him pack. Despite the debris in the air, your crane up in the small space to shamelessly rub your cheek into his neck.

"Fuckin' hell– really?" Ghost grunts above you, knees squeezing you tighter for a second.

"You...smell nice." You mumble, almost dazed.

Ghost curses more, says something about an 'instinct haze' but you don't focus on it. Instead, you nuzzle further against his scent gland, purring. You hardly notice the hard line pressing into your side, or the growing change in his scent, aroused from the close contact with the beta he's been eyeing for months.

"Christ runt–" ghost shifts, head dipping until your foreheads knock together "settle down. I can't– just stop right now, okay?"

You nod, because your alpha wants you to. You'd do anything for him.

Ghost bites his tongue and tries to listen through the rubble for the team. You're out of it, and he wont have you like this. If he takes you as a mate he wants to earn it.

Omega!reader who accepted a long time ago that their scent is disgusting because it reminds people of blood and gunpowder.

It might have been acceptable for an alpha but not for an omega. How would you ever be able to soothe your pups with this kind of violent scent? Nothing sweet or calming about you. You had to wear blockers from a young age because your scent was disturbing for others. When you entered the military you quickly learned that you could cause flashbacks with your scent and it had been used against prisoners more than once until you couldn't take it anymore. It left you broken in ways you didn't even fully understand, all you knew was that alphas either found you disgusting, disturbing or they were panicking, because all their instincts screamed 'wounded omega' once they got so much as a whiff of you.

You adapted. Scent blockers and suppressants, special mandatory leave once a year to go through a heat, so you could avoid long term affects on your health. Although you hoped secretly that your body would finally give up the craving for a mate and pups. You would never have that and you found it ridiculous to keep pretending otherwise.

So you grow cold. They call you ice princess. You don't object. You learn to use your scent like a weapon, a tool. Best decoy on the field to lure the enemy to the injured omega, only to find a deadly surprise. Easy to slip into shelters and hospitals. You are very specialised and the professional praise you get has to be enough to feed your twisted omega side.

When you join a mission with the 141 you don't expect it to be any different. You tell them they don't need to know your scent, but they insist, so they know what to prepare for and not get confused. Fair enough.

And of course you are not surprised by the looks of pity and sadness Gaz and Soap give you when they realise the reason why you use the thick patches and never participate in friendly scenting

What you are absolutely unprepared for is the way Ghost takes a deep breath, then another and then growls when Price calls him back. He doesn't move. Instead he grabs you, holds you close and presses his nose to your scent glands like an addict.

assorted pair ! ⋮ ⌗ ‧₊˚ ┊ jack abbot x sweetie!reader

characters involved ! ⋮ ⌗ ‧₊˚ ┊ children , lupe , victoria javadi , dana evans , && jack abbot .

preview ⋮ ⌗ ┆ you’re at PTMC because you volunteers with a program that help out sick children, especially during the holidays. on easter the volunteer program gives out easter baskets to children and babies. you go all out for easter in a full on bunny costume and everything! even bringing homemade sweets for the kiddies!

warnings ⋮ ⌗ ┆ this is kinda long so strap in !! heart warming && sappy stuff w sick kids b4 we get into sweetie && jack. other characters do show up , so be aware . incorrect medical diagnosis , there is implied mentions of depression and postpartum depression . age gap !! black reader intended ( can read if not ! ) , reader & victoria are moots on socials , reader does post content ! reader lives next door to jack abbot ! no use of y/n , reader is nicknamed sweetie . jack calls her sweetheart , && doll .

lastly, i hope enjoy !! ⋆.˚ 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 ⋆˙⟡

you’ve been up since 5 am getting ready to be an easter bunny for kids in hospitals. you loved helping them feel a little special so you volunteered to do just that.

you found out yesterday that you’d been assigned to Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center, where your neighbor Jack, worked. You didn’t think to tell him that you’d be going since you knew he worked the nightshift. so you didnt even think twice when you dressed up as a bunny.

bunny ears, white satin dress with a bow in the back, white tights, white fingerless gloves, and black platform pumps with a white bow on top of the toe. you did your makeup, packed the easter baskets and sweets you baked the night prior, all ready for the kids.

you hopped in your car and began to drive to PTMC. of course you got certain stares at red lights, but it’s for the kids so who cares? you definitely don’t. (not at this moment at least..)

you found a lady at the front desk who gave you a ‘Volunteer’ badge. and pointed you in the direction of the pediatric wing.

you pushed a shopping cart filled to the brim with baskets.you even brought baskets for newborns and babies in the NICU.

the first kid you were visiting today was a four year old, sam matthews, who had been diagnosed with pneumonia, and had to stay hospitalized due to his condition.

“hi sam!” you said warmly with a big smile on your face. “i’m sweetie! and i have a gift basket just for you, from the easter bunny!”

“huh?” he said groggily. “hm, you mustn’t be feeling to good.. no worries, sam, i have some activities we can do to help you feel better.” you say placing the basket the basket on the table on his bed. his eyes literally lit up at the sight of the basket, your heart did a little jump at seeing him instantly feel better.

while you let sam rummage through the basket you gave his mom a gift card to a spa to deal with her stress you knew would be plaguing her body later on. you sat with sam, playing with him, painting eggs together, taking photos while letting his mom rest.

“sam, I don’t know if you have any food allergies so i kinda went overboard, here’s some cookies, cinnamon rolls, and some brookies! now make sure you share with your mom okay?” he shook his head with a big smile, one that wasn’t any where to be found before you got there.

she found you after you finished with sam, and thanked in you for making him feel normal again, confiding in you about how hard it’s been dealing with his sickness while being a single mom, and blaming herself for not catching it earlier, giving her a hug before making your way to the next batch of kids.

you could now put interim therapist on your volunteer resumé.

you knocked on the door of the next kids. six year olds gianna and bianca, twins both born with two different types of heart defects. gianna was born with cyanotic defects meaning her oxygen would be low and bianca was born with obstructive lesions.

“hi there girls!” you walked in the room as if a visible ray of sun were behind you. “you girls doing okay?” they shook their head ‘no’. “i’m sorry to hear that ladies. but no fear! the easter hubby sent me here to help you girls get a pep back in your step!”

they’re faces contorted with confusion watching you leave the room, but when they saw you come back, they’re faces looked like light itself was transported through them. “i hope you girls enjoy them!” you say before grabbing the activities you planned to do with them.

this time you opted for decorating baskets, jewelry making, diy pom pom chicks, and painting more eggs.

“oh those baskets are just adorable! you both did amazing, ladies!” you complimented. “yours is really pretty, miss sweetie!” said bianca. “yeah! it’s really nice!” gianna grinned. “thanks girls, i hope you had fun with me today, i know i did. i’ll let you girls get some rest now.” you smiled softly and rubbed one of their hands. you gave each of the girls a hug before moving onto their parents.

before leaving you gave the parents an invitation for a fancy restaurant the family could go to later, with a comped meal, and free deserts.

“i hope you guys enjoy your time there. the staff are really nice and extremely helpful, so please have a good time.” their parents began to tear up, and hugged you before giving you a goodbye.

“have good day everyone!” you smiled and waved off.

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12:00 rolls around you’ve now seen all the 10 kids you were assigned. each one with a different prognosis and diagnosis than the last.

you colored in a sketch book while playing music with some, and talking about their own interests with others. seeing the looks on their faces abd being with them is what always got you to come back another holiday.

just being able to help a child or a parent feel less lonely or sad was enough.

you made some extra baskets and goodies for the nurses and doctors. so you handed some out around the hospital. somehow finding yourself at the ER. you pushed your cart into the waiting room and walked up to the front desk lady.

“hi there! I’m a volunteer and I’m giving out baskets and goodies!” you beamed brightly.

“hello, sweetheart!” she reciprocated the smile.

“would you like a gift basket and some sweets?”

“you’re so nice!” she buzzed you through and you let her, as well as her colleague pick out whatever they wanted. “do you mind if i hand some out to the nurses and doctors, back there?”

“of course! just be careful back there you never know what’s gonna happen back there. you can put the shopping cart in the lounge, i’ll show you where c’mon.”

The shorter lady led you through the ER, to the staff lounge. “you can put it… right there!”

“thank you!..” you paused to read her name tag. “lupe!” she nodded with a smile and began to walk off. you began to take the rest of the baskets and snacks out the cart and set them up on the table, then, it opened. you turned around to see a doctor, with fantastic hair?

“oh! hello!” you said softly. “uh.. hello?” he says awkwardly. “what are you doing exactly?” he asked confused. “setting up easter baskets and snacks?” you replied because the answer seemed pretty visible to him. “what’s your name?” you asked, continuing to set up.

“dr.langdon, uhm— frank langdon.” he said grabbing a water then taking a seat. “well, it’s nice to meet you doctor frank langdon.” you grab a basket, cookies, brownies, and cinnamon rolls, then passed it his way. “everyone calls me sweetie!”

“nice to meet you sweetie. you definitely live up to your name.” he grins. “aww, thank you!” frank looked out the door then he asked you to make sure that no one took the snacks you gave him, before leaving the room.

you soon left the break room as well, to find the charge nurse so the nurses and doctors would know there’s stuff waiting for them inside. you looked around to find the nurses station, realizing someone that was sitting down.

“doctor j? what are you doing here?”

a wide eyed victoria turn to look at you, “sweetie!? what are you doing here?” she eyed you up and down a shocked smile lingered on her face. you looked down at your whole ‘bunny’ get up and hit your hands against your thighs. “okay, okay, I can explain. im currently volunteering to bring easter joy to sick kids in this hospital.” you could already hear her snickering.

“okay. stop! im helping sick kids, you can’t laugh at that or i’ll post absolute bullshit about you on tiktok.”

“you’re not funny.”

“neither are you, j.” you gave her a toothy smiled. “i need to find the nurse in charge here, point me in the direction?” she stood up to help you. “sure.”

“dana! you have a visitor!” victoria cheered. “yeah?” she looked up from the computer to see you both standing infront of her grinning like twins. “hii!” you coo softly. “hi there, what’s your name?”

“oh! you can just call me sweetie!”

“well, it’s nice to meet you sweetie, what’d ya need from me?”

“i was volunteering today, and i set up an easter baskets and sweets for all the doctors and nurses in the break room and wanted to let you know!” you said very excitedly.

“that was very nice of you miss sweetie.” dana said with a small smile. “thank you, dana!”

“can i get everyone’s attention for a second? miss sweetie here made easter baskets and snacks for us in the break room, so be aware when you go in there.” dana shouted.

“it may or may not look like the easter bunny threw up in there!” you smiled whilst shouting.

———

you offered to help out dana by taking some papers up to the ICU, since she told you it’d take forever on its own. you got back down and leaned against the nurses station. she looked over in your direction watching you look over and over again for someone.

“looking for somebody important?”

“hm? me?” you pointed to yourself. “no..no” you shook your head.

“mhm.” she murmured, not believing you for a second.

5 minutes later, you heard a low voice come from behind you.“nice outfit.” you recognized it in an instant, making you turn around “jack!” you yelped, your arms flew up to his neck out of instinct. “nice to see you too, sweetie.” his voice brushed against your ear, making something flutter in your stomach.

you pulled away from him as you realized you were in his place of work. you cleared your throat loudly, and then looked down at the floor. “soooo.. how’s work been so far.” he understood that you were trying to play it cool so he followed your lead.

he calmly placed his arms behind his back. “oh nothing, just the average shift so far. spent my morning out in the field.” his chin lifted up smugly.

you folded your arms in response, “right, ofcourse, as one does.” you said trying to hold back from smiling. “well, would you take me through your day out in the field?” you ask placing a hand on his shoulder. “i would but it’d be pretty boring for you, i know how much you love a thrill.” you laughed softly at his words.

it was true, you definitely do. and jack found that out about after staying up way past the time he got home and learning internet sleuthing 101 from victoria successfully without telling her why.

“i should let you get back to doing whatever it is that you do.” you rub his arm up and down his shoulder, watching your own hands motion intensely. he grabbed it with his own and stopped yours. “hm?” you questioned.

“you can stay.” he said looking at you with a tiny frown displaying his face. “no, i can’t and we both know that.” your eyes softened at the sight of the frown leaving his face.

“i’ll see you when you get home, knock on my door, and maybe i’ll let you in.” you whispered the last part of the sentence in his ear. that’s when you felt a sudden tug in your dress.

“miss bunny?” a little voice came from down by your leg. you looked down to see a little girl, darskined, the most beautiful curls you’ve ever seen, with tears beginning to well up in her eyes, in the cutest dress. “oh my god! aren’t you just adorable!” you cooed at her in awe at her cuteness. “are you okay?” you asked paying more attention now to her tears.

“what’s your name, honey?” you tilt your head to the side while looking up at her.

“umm, my names destiny..” if you hadn’t turned your ear in the direction of her mouth, you wouldn’t have heard her over the busy and incredibly loud ER. “well destiny, honey, what brings you here today?”

“my mommy.” a big frown crept onto her face. “what happened?” you rubbed your thumb over her little hand. “she.. hurt herself. my daddy says she struggles with a sadness after she had me and my little brother.” you watched her and listened very closely.

“you know, destiny, i had a friend who struggled with something very similar to what your mommy does. except it was a different kind of sadness, she didn’t get it after she had babies. but she got better and now, she’s much happier and it may not be easy at first but it will be in just a matter of time, never forget that.” you explained to her, and watched a small smile come up on her face.

“how about.. i take you to the break room, and sneak you some snacks and a basket? we could get one for your brother as well?” you asked. that, made her whole face brighten with excitement and happiness. “i think i could even help your mommy and daddy cheer up.”

next thing you knew your were in a bear hug with her. “aww.” you said softly, picking her up, mouthing “i’ll see you later.” to jack. he nodded with an understanding look on his face, watching you walk off with the toddler in your arms.

“you got it bad, romeo.” dana spoke up from behind, adjusting her glasses while looking down at the computer in front of her.

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you couldn’t believe the day you had. you’ve been running around all day, now you were gonna sit and decompress. so, after you took a shower and the doorbell rang you immediately groaned and went to answer it.

“did anyone ask for takeout?” jack stood in your doorway, holding a bag of chinese takeout. “oh my god, you’re the best.” “ofcourse i am, what else are neighbors for?” you smiled.

“you wanna come inside?”

kash’s love letter 💌 : when i tell yall I had a timeeeeee, writing this. it was so fun and cutesy. i hope yall had as much fun reading as i did writing! as always, hope u enjoyed lovelies and much love! 💘💘

Pairing: Jack Abbot x reader

Summary: Jack finds his pregnant wife asleep in the staff room, and a quiet moment together quickly becomes one of his favorite memories <3

Word count: 1k+

Warnings: fluff, pregnancy

A/N:

a cute little blurb to get back into writing xxx

English is not my first language, so I apologize if I made any (grammar) mistakes. Feedback, requests, talks, vents, recommendations or just simple questions are always welcome.

Happy reading xxx

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Jack realizes you've fallen asleep the second he nudges the staff room door open with his shoulder.

patience was worked through simon. etched, carved into every fiber of his being. he was born with it, the rough military work simply engraving it deeper. it came easy to him, he knew the mistakes when it came to rushing, he knew the risks of impatience, disobedience.

yet patience burned away at his nerve endings, sizzling out the tips of his fingers, his toes. he was never patient with you, all hands and teeth. and here he was, fingers wrapped tight around a beer with you in his lap. his poor cock oozing into you, slathering your soft walls disgustingly.

but the most disgusting part. you weren’t even fucking moving, not an inch, he couldn’t even feel your breaths. just your pretty pussy planted onto him, sucking him in and holding there nice and warm. it was so cruel, had his mind dripping in cruel, poised thoughts. knuckles white at the back of your neck, pressing your tears into the couch cushions as his hips fucked… no. no.

his hips bucked just slightly, subconsciously as want, need, began to consume him. and the slight movement had him whimpering out, had his head rolling back against the wooden framing of the couch. if he could just…. just once more.

“simon.” your tone was berating. you couldn’t even bother him a look over your shoulder, just a demand. a demand that had his balls aching, his poor cock thudding inside of you, milking itself dry without even a fucking release.

he breathed slowly, shallowly. before he smiled gently, free hand resting just gently on your thigh. his motive clear as his thick, rough fingers stretched out. his movements were slow, precise, desperate to not distract you, fingers just ever so slightly brushing across the slick nub of your clit.

slap!

“keep tryin’ it ‘nd you’ll be here all week.” you snapped, chin jutting angrily. he was so damn impatient, always expected to get what he wanted the second he wanted it. he needed to learn obedience, to be a good boy. “and i won’t let you fuckin’ cum once.”

he whined, vocal cords going raw as it pitched into a greedy growl. he was panting, so worked up, so needy. he couldn’t help the roll of his hips despite your threatening words, couldn’t help the shudder, the shaky, desperate thrust of his hips as he came.

“m’sorry, mmph… so sorry, love,” he couldn’t even form a sentence, rocking into you as he worked himself through his own pathetic release. you tried shoving him down, but his hips were stronger, glued to your backside as he shook. “just…. i-i had to…. hurt so bad, baby, don’t you understand? needed to cum so b- hah- bad.”

he was babbling, beer spilling onto the couch cushions, release so heavy his thighs pressed together beneath you. his head lolled back, hips stuttering to a slow halt, his tongue drooling out at his bottom lip as he whimpered out low, heavy breaths. he couldn’t get a grip of himself, especially not with the way his cum began to seep out of you, pooling at the base of his cock.

cw/tags: MDNI 18+ afab!reader. smut, piv, creampie, overstimulation, whimpering man<33

“come on dove, wan’ another one from you,” simon pants from above you. your skin is liquid lava the way the satin sheets under you stick to your back, clinging onto to curve of your ass for dear life.

there's two beds but there's a spider on one side of the room and neither of them want to go near it so one bed it is

with simon riley 🩶

event 𓃴 .˚

You looked at Simon stunned as he moved swiftly towards your designated bed.

“Oh, come on! You can’t be serious?” You laugh, covering your smile with your hand.

“100 percent.” He says plainly as he sits down at the edge of the bed and begins to unlace his combat boots.

“It’s just a tiny spider! You’ve literally killed countless men before.” You deadpan. “I’m sure your mask scares it more than it does you.”

“If it’s so easy,” He grumbles, looking over his shoulder, whites of his balaclava catching in the light. “You kill it.”

You glare at him, “Fine.”

You approach the bed slowly, squinting at the white sheets for the spider. Just as you move forward, tiptoeing closer to the small eight legged insect it starts to scatter across the pillows. You jump back in fright with a yelp and Simon laughs behind you.

“Whatever,” You mutter defeated. “One bed will do, but you can’t touch me.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Good. I want some actual rest tonight.”

And you were planning on it.

Except when he lays down next to you, both of you facing the opposite direction, you can’t focus on anything other than the warmth radiating off of him or the way the bed quietly shifts under him with each breath. It was hard to ignore when he was so close you. When he was taking up so much more room on the damn twin size bed that you were clinging to the wall to put as much space between the two of you.

You must’ve been struggling to pretend you were asleep, that lying in the same bed wasn’t making your heart stutter and hands clammy because Simon’s deep voice rumbles along the mattress.

“You’re thinking too loud.”

You exhale quietly, breath quivering with the nerves stuck in your throat, “Ha, sorry. Can’t sleep.”

You tense when he turns around and slides closer so you can feel his breath on your neck. It’s a long pause until you feel his finger glide along your shoulder and arm, goosebumps fluttering down your spine.

“Could help you with that,” He murmurs, voice low, “But I’m not allowed to touch.”