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could I request something for Nate? like he and the reader are fighting and she gets hurt because he scared her and then he apologize? thank you 🥰
Simply Us
nate jacobs x reader
Euphoria Masterlist
NB // for some reason, when asked to write kinda angst stuff, I almost never follow script.
⚠️ warning ⚠️: Nate being a closer representation of his tv counter part, talk of insecurities, nate choking reader,
"Your fucking him aren't you. You trap me into this picture-perfect relationship and then go open your legs behind my back. Huh," Nate whispers into my ear. I had just gotten back from hanging out with Fez all evening at the convenience store.
"Jacobs what the fuck are you talking about," I ask.
"I should have known you're just like her, just repackaged. At least she looked the part of my perfect girl. At least she had the decency to do that much work in the relationship," Nate continued, his voice getting louder. Nate put his hands on the counter in front of me, effectively trapping me as he pushed his body onto mine.
"Why are you saying this? I didn't do shit. What are you talking about? I love you and you alone," you whisper, turning to face him. Placing your water on the counter.
"Did I say shit about love....... and you should be the first to know you don't need love to fuck someone. How can I ever trust you again" Nate moved his hands to my head.
"That's the thing with relationships, nate. You have to trust the other person in the relationship," I reply, my eyes searching his face for any signs of him believing my words.
"And have I ever, tested your trust. Tell me, when have I ever made you question my love for you," He asks, his hands moving to my neck. His eyes stared into mine.
"First month into dating, you still left flowers in Maddy's locker every day. Drove her to school, stayed at her house when you got wasted drunk," I state without a second of hesitation. Nate made me feel second to Maddie early in our relationship, and I would have left if it wasn't for the night he realised that I wouldn't stay if he didn't stop.
"Shut the fuck up," Nate shouts, "That was forever ago."
"Two hundred and seventy-nine days. You have no idea what it feels like being in a relationship with someone who loves someone else, but what else would I expect from THE NATE JACOBS, STAR QUARTERBACK, you will never have to feel how I felt," I shouted back.
"Shut the fuck up, you don't know what your talking about, you don't know me," Nate replied, his grip around my neck tightening.
"But I do, Nate. I have loved you since I was ten. Before Maddy, before you decided to become the buffest guy in the grade, I loved you when no one knew who you were in school. Then it all changed in one summer," I reply softly, my eyes filled with tears and my hands around his wrists.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT UP!! SHUT UP! YOU KNOW NOTHING!!" Nate shouts, his face turning red and his grip on my throat increasing.
"THEN TELL ME! OR AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH!! MAYBE I SHOULD GO GET MADDY!" I shout back before reaching up and slapping Nate across his face. Nate grip loosens around my neck as he tales a step back, and I move, putting more distance between us.
"I swear to god, I will kill you," Nate states after regaining his bearings. His eyes locked onto me.
"Do your worse. Just know that I love you until my last breath," I respond, tears falling down my face.
It was a couple of hours before we could look each other in the face. My neck had started to bruise in the shape of Nate's hand, and his face was scratched from my nails. I hid away in his bedroom while he sat in his bathroom. Walking out of his bathroom, Nate sees me sitting on his bed, my clothes exchanged for one of his shirts, and my hair pulled out of my face.
"Your hurt," Nate whispers.
"It doesn't matter, are you okay. Did I hurt you," I respond as I start to get out of bed.
"Yeah, I am fine. Let me take a look at you," Nate states, making his way over to me before I could even put my foot on the ground. He gently moves my head so he can see my bruising neck, "That looks serious. It's starting to bruise badly."
"I'll just cover it up. It's fine. You didn't mean it," I whisper as I wrap my arms around his neck.
"Stop justifying that shit. You should be running from me. Why are you so calm right now?" He asks before I pull him down into a kiss.
"I love you," I whisper again his lips.
"Your fucking crazy, you know that right,"
"Isn't that why you love me tho," I say, pulling him into another kiss.
Warning: I loosely follow cannon character personalities.
Part 1, Part 2
You helping to take care of Rick's injuries, no matter the size or severity. This has led to a game of Rick trying to duck you when he gains injuries that he determines to be 'not worth wasting time on'. The game doesn't last too long cause Rick never misses a shared family meal with you, Carl, and Judith, it is right as those meals end, you wrap your legs around Rick's waist to prevent an escape while you take care of him.
Rick is a healthy man, so it is only natural he pulls you to the side for as many quickiess as humanly possible. However, if there is an opportunity where Rick can take his God-given time to re enact all the filthy things he thinks about, Rick will take it. Remember, he is a healthy man in his prime.
Separating from the group and, to a greater extent, Rick is a major, NO in your relationship. The apocalypse is too unpredictable for him in right consciousness to have you alone unprotected. If you fall pregnant, expect to not know peace and quiet at any point. You will NOT be alone. During the last few weeks of your pregnancy, Rick is paranoid. Lori died giving birth to Judith. What if that happens again? What if it's a situation where if a c-section is necessary? What if he has to raise another baby, but this time without your help?
When travelling, Rick makes frequent checks for you, Carl, and Judith. If the group gets separated due to a hoard and Rick loses sight of you three.... It's like he is in overdrive. Everything seems to be pointing him in your direction, but some hoe when he follows them, he gets further away from you. Rick refuses to believe that there is even the smallest of chances that you got bit and might be a walker now.
If you are with Rick and the group when they get ambushed, Rick is brutal and relentless when he fights back. You're attractive, and anyone can see that, so you are commonly the first to get separated from the group. But that isn't what truly sets Rick off. It's the sexual comments they make about you, that is what triggers him the most. No one is to talk about you like that.
You get constant training, as much as Rick doesn't want you in a position where you have to use that training. He would rather you be prepared and not have to use it that be in a life and death situation and need someone else to save you. People are selfish and would save themselves before they save someone else.
Rick always gives you the best quality clothes he can find, often leaving himself with damaged items. So when you find a sewing kit, you try and patch up his clothes because Rick would never accept a clothing item someone else might need more than him.
Rick doing constant perimeter checks cause he is scared a walker will get in and ruin everything.
Rick creating a miniature food and medicine pile for your family, ad much as he loves and trusts the group he understands that if they get over run its everyone for themselves and he NEEDS his family to have the greatest chance of survival. He even teaches you how to grow and care for certain crops, as well as teach you how to deduce which buildings probably have food.
A tearful reconnection if you ever get separated. Rick would be fighting back the tears while checking to make sure you okay. When he gets u back to camp, no one sees you for a while as you and Rick reconnect. For a few days after that, Rick is attached to your hip.
I have regained access to my account darlings, and I have new obsessions to write about. If you wanna see said obsessions, you can look below and give suggestions if ya want. :)
Obsession #1 (Derek Morgan)
Need I say anything, man, is fine as fawk. I want him to have his own lil girl and throw him into a poll relationship with Reid, Aaron and reader... yeah.
Obsession #2 (Spencer Reid)
Smart men that are also babygorl before prison arc(I haven't reached there yet, I am currently on season 7). The things I can put this man through is endless. The angst and smut is basically writing it self.
Obsession #3 (Aaron Hotchner)
The daddiest of the baby gorls
Obsession #4 (Gregory eddie)
This TALL FIONE GLASS OF MAN DESERVES MORE (and a possible workplace romance) AND READER WILL GIVE THEM THAT. Teaching in the classroom while serving cvnt in the teachers' bathroom or after hours.
Obsession #5 (Aegon II Targaryen)
I can't defend myself on this one.
Obsession #6 (Aemond Targaryen)
I also can't defend this
Obsession #7 (Daddy rick grimes)
This is a lifelong obsession, so of course he is coming back.
NB// There is no confirmed main interest yet, you get to choose.
Part 1 of ????
No one likes being lost, its not a nice feeling not knowing where you belong in the world. Far away from your comfort, where anything can happen. No one wants to be lost, especially in the way that I am.
Standing in the middle of the deteriorating road, trees taller than I could ever guess surrounding me. I felt a new type of fear that I never thought could exist. The limping silhouette of a person, walked onto the road. Running towards them I shouted trying to get their attention, waving my hands wildly trying to get any type of recognition from them. But they walked on.
Continuing to walk following the road, I came to what seemed to be an abandoned neighborhood. Walking up to the best looking house I knocked trying to find help. A hand reaching up from the floor, catches from the attention. I was naive enough to think it was someone in the need of help, so I opened the door.
The sight that greeted me was one I will never forgot it was the corpse of a child, its skin was falling off and they were missing their lower jaw, and half of their body. They reached for me, trying to grab my legs. Pulling theirself closer to me. I shoved my bag into their head, caving their skull in and killing them.
I left the house my travel bag covered in blood. I encountered more of the moving corpses, and every time I dodged them. As the sun set, I set up residence on the roof of an abandoned house, and I slept under the stars for the first time in my life.
I ransacked the house and found a leather jacket and a kitchen knife. Looking throgh my bag I drank one of the bottles I had and ate my sandwich, before leaving. This was my life for the next couple weeks, walking, looking for food, doginging the corpses and sleeping on abandoned houses.
I thought I was the last person on earth until I saw them. They were a group, searching houses. I ran up to them, tears in my eyes, I finally wasn't alone. They turned to me and when I was close enough, they pointed their weapons at me. I stopped, and hesitated. A shot rung out and I dropped to the floor. Shaking violently. The thud of a body hitting the ground shocked me, I turned around to see one of the corpses behind me, a bullet whole in its head.
Masterlist
I need to make a walking dead master list
You get to decide who we bonding with first, is this gonna be a Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, hell even Carl Grimes fanfic.
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Synth! Congratulations on your one year anniversary! If you have time, would you mind writing a little drabble on Ari’s thoughts when he first laid eyes on his Omega? I love that series! 😍
Thank you! 😍 Oh Bella. I would love to!
First Sight
Words: 454
Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Alpha/Omega dynamics, two sexual references.
Ari has had enough of the sassy voice on the other end of the line.
Cracked radiator.
An additional five hundred dollars to have it fixed.
And the proverbial cherry on top is that they can’t find his keys. Ari considers himself to be a patient when it comes to most things but the incompetence he’s encountering is staggering. He hates asking for a manager but he’s given little recourse.
He scents you before he sees you, wearing a navy blue jumpsuit with the zipper pulled down.
Your scent makes his mouth water as he narrows his eyes at you.
An Omega.
“Can I help you?” you ask, his gaze still on you. It’s you. The same sassy voice over the phone that informed him about his car. “What’s going on?”
“Your associate, Todd, informed me that he can’t find my keys. Between this and the surprise radiator issue, I’d like to know how this will be addressed.”
This is a first, Ari thinks to himself. Omegas don’t run repair shops. It’s a refreshing surprise, through his base instincts wash over him at the thought of how good you look in your jumpsuit. His irritation is abated for the moment as he inhales your scent, watching you head toward the back.
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Your banter back and forth makes him hard, your attitude making him smirk. He could be one of those Alphas, using his strength to intimidate you, use those Alpha commands until you were taking his knot in the backseat of his car. Then you wouldn’t be trying to haggle about a discount.
But he isn’t like that. Which is why he’s surprised that you can keep up with him. It’s then that he realizes that you’ve probably been intimidated before. It just doesn’t faze you.
He likes that most of all.
But your fatal mistake is when you stick out your hand to shake his on an agreement, his thumb brushing against your wrist. He sees it in your eyes, the half part of your soft lips as your pupils dilate just enough before you pull away.
He can tell you’re scenting him too, judging by the way you don’t move away for a moment. Good, he thinks. Serves you right for breaking his radiator and making him wait for his keys.
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It’s a gift, Ari thinks, watching you drive as your teeth pull at your lower lip, your eyes on the road. He has the decency to not tell you that he knows he’s affected you, he can smell the first hints of slick as you weave through the cars in traffic.
Instead, he keeps his head down, browsing through his phone instead of wondering how good you would taste.
Michael langdon wearing gloves while you peg him on halloweennight🤷🏻♀️ Guys im just saying!
Don't worry anon, I'm all ears 😯 I personally envisioned this to be Fire & Reign Michael since he's the one who wore the infamous red gloves, but it's really never specified so it's up to you. Enjoy <3
Happy Halloween (Michael Langdon x reader)
Warnings: SMUT, pegging, sub Michael, dom reader
Halloween had always been your favorite holiday to begin with, but this was the year that made it even better as your boyfriend Michael was going to let you peg him on Halloween night.
You'd pegged him before in the past, but doing it on Halloween just seemed to make it more special. You planned for it weeks ahead of time, picking out your favorite strap on and making sure all your toys were clean in case you wanted to use one of them on him too.
Fast forward to Halloween night, and you were anxiously waiting for Michael to get home so you could fuck him. Hearing the front door open, you quickly jumped up from your spot on the bed and ran downstairs.
"Hey babe," he greeted before you shoved him up against the wall and pulled him into a passionate kiss, only stopping when you could no longer breath.
"What was that for?" He panted as you grabbed his hands and began dragging him up the stairs.
"You're late," you accused as you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into the bedroom with you. "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for you to get home?"
"Sorry, I-"
"I don't want to hear any excuses, I just want you to take your clothes off."
"Fair enough."
You kissed him feverishly as you rushed to help him get his clothes off. When he went to remove his gloves, you stopped him.
"Wait, leave those on," you told him. "I want you to be wearing them while I fuck you."
He chuckled. "You're the boss."
"Damn right I am," you growled as you pushed him onto the bed, tossing your clothes off along the way.
Walking over to the nightstand, you opened up the drawer and took out your strap on and a thing of lube. You put it on before popping off the cap of the lube and thoroughly coating the strap with it.
Returning to the bed, you crawled in between Michael's legs because asking, "Are you ready baby?"
He simply nodded and watched as you slowly slid into him, careful to make sure you weren't hurting him. He whimpered at the sensation, tilting his head back to take in the moment.
You began roughly thrusting into him while he was distracted, causing him to let out a loud moan. You smirked at his reaction.
"What is it baby? Can't take this much cock?" You taunted.
He glared at you, trying and failing to maintain his composure. You reached down and threaded your fingers through his hair, yanking his head back and exposing his neck to you in the process.
Ignoring his sudden yelp, you kissed from his jawline down to his neck, occasionally stopping to give him a hickey. You nipped at his collarbone as he whimpered beneath you, silently begging for more.
Smirking against him, you nipped at him hard enough to draw blood. He hissed in pleasure as you lapped at the small bead of blood that had formed on his skin.
He gripped your shoulders, still wearing the red gloves from earlier. "Harder," he panted as he wrapped his legs around your waist.
You obliged, pushing yourself deeper into him as you felt yourself getting more and more aroused by the second. He leaned up to kiss your neck as you sighed contentedly.
Reaching in between his legs, you wrapped your hand around his member before starting to slowly jerk him off. He let out a low whine, pulling you closer to him.
"Please," he begged as he looked up at you.
"Please what, baby? You're going to have to be a tad bit more specific than that." You quickened the pace of your hand around his cock.
He whimpered. "Please, please don't stop."
"Aw, are you going to cum baby? Is that what it is?" You mocked.
He nodded his head in response.
"Then cum for me," you commanded.
He came with a loud moan, shooting ropes of cum over both of your torsos. You came moments later, as the sight of him laying beneath you covered in cum was too much for you to handle.
You placed gentle kisses all over his face and neck as you slowly pulled out of him, praising him as you did so.
"You were such a good boy for me tonight baby, such a good boy," you whispered. "I'm very proud of you."
Slipping off the strap on you got off the bed and put it in the bathroom sink to be cleaned later. You wet a rag with warm water and returned to the bed, carefully wiping him down before slipping off his gloves and placing them on the nightstand.
After making sure he was taken care of, you got into the bed next to him and wrapped the both of you up in a blanket.
"You okay?" You quietly asked as you played with some strands of his hair.
He gave you a tired smile. "Never better."
You kissed him on the forehead before turning off the lamp on the bedside table. He snuggled up next to you with his head on your chest. The two of you laid there in silence before he spoke again.
"Oh, and babe?"
"Hm?"
"Happy Halloween."
You smiled to yourself as you pulled him close. "Happy Halloween."
I wasn't expecting to get multiple requests for the same thing tbh, but hey I'm not complaining 😏 this is like my second time writing for him, so apologies if he's out of character. Enjoy <3
Stu Macher nsfw alphabet
Warnings: smut (duh)
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He gets really tired after sex but he tries his best to stick to an aftercare routine. He'll wipe you off and maybe make a joke or two before cuddling up next to you under a pile of blankets.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Probably his chest. He likes to boast about his awesome abs that don't even exist. On you however, it's your ass. This man has no shame and will slap it in public if you let him.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves to lick his it off of you after cumming on your chest or back, or your cum off of him after fingering you/giving you a handjob. He's a dirty, dirty man.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He has a feminization kink and would love for you to fuck him while he's wearing a skirt or even lingerie, but he's too embarrassed to ask, worried you'll laugh at him.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He's very experienced, the little manwhore. He knows what he's doing based on all the people he's hooked up with in the past.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Honestly? Any position where he's bottoming. He loves when you ride him, but he also really enjoys anal sex too, whether you're fucking him with a strap or your cock.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He's definitely more on the goofy side. He'll crack a joke during the middle of sex and you both have to stop what you're doing until you finish laughing.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
It's kinda wild down there, I'm not gonna lie. He doesn't really care about shaving or even trimming for that matter, but he'll put a little more effort into it if you want him to. His pubes are the same color of his hair, just slightly darker.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
It's not that's he's not romantic, he's just more goofy than anything else. One time for your anniversary he tried to be romantic by having a trail of rose petals lead to the bedroom. You opened the door to find him posed on the bed with a rose in his mouth, and seconds later the two of you burst out laughing with how ridiculous the situation was. Hey, at least he tried.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He jacks off a lot. Most of the time it's because you unintentionally made him horny, but sometimes he does it just because he's bored.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He has a huge thing for people who could step on him, so if you can, please do. He also loves partially clothed sex, where you're just barely out of sight of everyone else and are trying to fuck as quickly as possible so you take off only what's necessary.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Anywhere he can convince you to fuck him, seeing as he doesn't care about getting caught.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You being in the same room with him is enough to turn him on, but particularly you bending over or wear revealing clothing tends to give him a massive boner.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He doesn't like when you dismiss him. It's different if you're just pretending to ignore him to tease him a little, but if you completely ignore when he says he does or doesn't want to do something it makes him upset because he feels like you don't value his opinion or take him seriously.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He doesn't have that much of a preference between the two. He loves when you pull on his hair while he goes down on you, but he also loves the feeling when you suck him off.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He typically likes it fast and rough, but he may try to go slower if he's teasing you. That usually doesn't work for long however since he dislikes a lot of foreplay.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
I think it's pretty obvious by this point that the man loves quickies. Anytime he gets the chance to pull you away somewhere discreet for a quick fuck he will.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
The two of you once had sex in his parents bed while they were away, so I think that says enough on how little fucks he gives in terms of the risk factor. He's definitely willing to experiment as long as you promise to stop if he gets uncomfortable.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Depends on how long each round is. If they're super quick, he can last for three to five at max, but if they're more drawn out he can only go for about two or three.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He didn't really have any toys before he met you, but afterwards he ended up buying a lot. He usually likes to revert between using a vibrator on you and himself, but he also enjoys when you use a cockring on him as a form of punishment.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He likes to tease you all the time, the little shit. He'll "accidentally" graze his hand across your ass while walking past you and then play dumb when you ask him about it.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He's so fucking loud, sometimes on purpose if you're trying to get him to keep quiet. You often have to either gag him or place your hand over his mouth to get him to shut up.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He's brought up the idea of having a threesome with you before, particularly with either Billy or Tatum. At first you thought maybe he was just joking, but when you realized he was serious you started making preparations for it if it ever actually happens. He has no idea what you have in store for him, but you know he's going to be ecstatic when he finds out.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
His dick is at about five and a half inches, but it's definitely on the thicker side so you don't have to worry about him filling you up.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
It's not super high, but he's the type of person who'll get turned on by the most random things. You could look at him a certain way and he'll be like "take me, I'm yours".
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Super quick. Like, as soon as he makes sure you're taken care of and are okay he immediately conks out.
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hiii before i ask i just wanted to say i love ur work sm <333 is there anyway you could write a fic where tom is sick and the reader has to take care of him? take care!!
The sick Riddle
Tom riddle x reader
NB// Another installment in the tom riddle series we got going on.
Tom was never good at acknowledging things that didn't affect him personally, and that continued on into our relationship. With the help of whiskey and a significant with a kinda shitty immune system, Tom got accustom quickly.
Instead of ignoring signs of an upcoming illnesses, he began to pick up on then more than I did. After a particularly long and grueling illness, I watched as Tom got sick. Working himself until he was bed ridden. For the fist time in his life tim felt what it was like to be the patient in the bed.
"Is this what hell is like, being bed ridden and feeling as my skin is being heated inside out. Oh, god the pain," Tom monologed as he stared at the ceiling, his hand draped dramatically over the pillows," bind my wrist and feet together, throw me in the ocean and watch it boil a million times over."
Standing in the hallway, I stared at the tired slytherin. That layed on top of the seemingly endless pillows and banklets. His hair stock to his forehead.
"Tom you are being so dramatic its not that bad baby, it's only gonna be a few days of you resting. Then your back to normal."
"Emmery is gonna forget my face, she is gonna grow up without a father, the cruel twist of fate. Tarnishes this houses name for another generation." Tom continued with out a hitch, ignoring what ever I said. Not missing an opportunity to add a few fake sniffles to his performance.
"Do you want me to get her for you." I offer pointing to the cracked door behind me.
Turning his head to look at me, tom drops his dramatics and states with a monotone voice, "You wake that tiny demon up we are gonna have problems. You can get me a glass of kisses instead."
"Sorry no. If I do this will be a never ending cycle,"
"I am okay with that, just another thing for us to share in our life together," Tom persists, leaning himself against the bed frame, a lazy smile on his face. His hands doing a small grabbing motion. Walking over to his side, I wrap my hands around his neck and hugging him. Wrapping his arms around my waist, Tom turns his body pulling me down with him.
"Yeah no," I say letting out a laugh at Tom's pout.
"I never denied you when you were sick," Tom counteracts.
"Thats because we thought you didn't get sick,"
"I don't this is a temporary thing. Once in a lifetime. All I want is a kiss, please. You love me don't you,"
"Of course I love you. I couldn't love someone else even if I tried. But your sick,"
"Oh, come on,"
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hiii before i ask i just wanted to say i love ur work sm <333 is there anyway you could write a fic where tom is sick and the reader has to take care of him? take care!!
The sick Riddle
Tom riddle x reader
NB// Another installment in the tom riddle series we got going on.
Tom was never good at acknowledging things that didn't affect him personally, and that continued on into our relationship. With the help of whiskey and a significant with a kinda shitty immune system, Tom got accustom quickly.
Instead of ignoring signs of an upcoming illnesses, he began to pick up on then more than I did. After a particularly long and grueling illness, I watched as Tom got sick. Working himself until he was bed ridden. For the fist time in his life tim felt what it was like to be the patient in the bed.
"Is this what hell is like, being bed ridden and feeling as my skin is being heated inside out. Oh, god the pain," Tom monologed as he stared at the ceiling, his hand draped dramatically over the pillows," bind my wrist and feet together, throw me in the ocean and watch it boil a million times over."
Standing in the hallway, I stared at the tired slytherin. That layed on top of the seemingly endless pillows and banklets. His hair stock to his forehead.
"Tom you are being so dramatic its not that bad baby, it's only gonna be a few days of you resting. Then your back to normal."
"Emmery is gonna forget my face, she is gonna grow up without a father, the cruel twist of fate. Tarnishes this houses name for another generation." Tom continued with out a hitch, ignoring what ever I said. Not missing an opportunity to add a few fake sniffles to his performance.
"Do you want me to get her for you." I offer pointing to the cracked door behind me.
Turning his head to look at me, tom drops his dramatics and states with a monotone voice, "You wake that tiny demon up we are gonna have problems. You can get me a glass of kisses instead."
"Sorry no. If I do this will be a never ending cycle,"
"I am okay with that, just another thing for us to share in our life together," Tom persists, leaning himself against the bed frame, a lazy smile on his face. His hands doing a small grabbing motion. Walking over to his side, I wrap my hands around his neck and hugging him. Wrapping his arms around my waist, Tom turns his body pulling me down with him.
"Yeah no," I say letting out a laugh at Tom's pout.
"I never denied you when you were sick," Tom counteracts.
"Thats because we thought you didn't get sick,"
"I don't this is a temporary thing. Once in a lifetime. All I want is a kiss, please. You love me don't you,"
"Of course I love you. I couldn't love someone else even if I tried. But your sick,"
"Oh, come on,"
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Sorry if it wasn't what you wanted, I tried its been a while.
I am realizing a lot of people are enjoying my walking dead, head cannons, fanfic ideas, from when I first joined. Do you want me to go back to writing them?
Note// this is a lesbian relationship being talked about/ progressing.
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I was the new girl in a school where everyone grew up with each other, so I stood out. I also apparently came at the worst time possible, the long time 'IT' couple, were broken up due to some less than ideal circumstances. Nate Jacobs the football captain, the person that was gonna end up going into the big league, was sitting in jail and Maddy Perez the fashionable popular head cheerleader, was no where to be seen. Not gonna lie, for what I have heard they are the stereotypical high school love story, that everyone wanted. What a match made in hell.
Looking back now I wasn't too far off.
Walking into the hall, I was greeted to the sight of the student body packet like traffic during rush hour. No one was getting anywhere, and more importantly in a timely fashion. Stepping back into my class I try and find another way out. The other door looks the same. Giving me no hope. Turning to go join the students in the hallway, I see something move past the window. Running over to the window, I climb through, almost landing on my back.
Walking down the sidewalk, I hear distant sobs. Coming to a stop, I waited for them to continue. Following after them, I come across a hunched over person in an oversized hoodie. Standing in front of them their devastating sobs taper off to little hiccups.
"What do you want,"
"Oh, nothing just wanna spend time with you," I say, taking a seat on the vacant ground next to the girl.
"Do I know you,"
"Highly doubt it the names, Keyli Andersen. Who are you," I say, offering my hand to her. She looked my hands over, before ignoring. Shrugging off, I pull out my phone and start looking for restaurants in the area.
"Why are you doing this,"
"Call it stubborn nature or my inability to walk away, and leave shit alone. I am gonna make you my friend,"
"My names Maddy. Maddy Perez,"
"Nice to meet you Maddy Perez. Wanna get some food."
Hey! Idk if you're still active, but can you write a "being pregnant with Fez's baby would include"?
Being pregnant with Fez's baby would include:
A panicking fez, and anxious ashtray. Don't let the panicking duo, scare you. They are ecstatic about the news, there's a new addition to the family. Ash is gonna be an uncle and his future, niece/nephew is half you, one of the sweetest, most loving and care free people he has ever meet. Fez no fucking clue how to act, he is happy and wants this baby. Never forget that, but he is also thinking about think he didn't have to before like,' Do I want to raise my child here, are there even any truly good school districts around? What if they get bullied cause their half me, I don't know how I would react to that information. What if I get sent away, and have to leave the tree of them behind? What if its twins?'
Once Fez somewhat gathers his thoughts his lips would be on you so fast. Tears would be streaming down his face. A lot of ugly crying from both parties. His head will somehow make its way under you shirt as he just hugs you, his head on your stomach. Mumbling mindless i love you's to your stomach (doesn't matter if your not showing yet or not, belly kisses, and appreciation).
He attends every single visit you have at the doctors. Takes pictures of everything along the way. The first ultrasound, he was there camera and all those are memories he wants for the rest of his life.
If you skip means, you no longer do, Fez cooks you three means a day, and you all eat them together. There is also a noticable change in what Fez buys. Most things are all natural and vegan (he is not playing at all).
The bigger your belly grew, it seemed as if his love for you also tripled. When you started to develop your waddle he fell in love with you even more (as if that was possible).
Fez never proposed, while you were pregnant. (He didn't want you marriage to be because of your child. He wanted to marry you out of love, and nothing less)
During the last two months of your pregnancy, fez took more time off so be could be by your side. He read stories to your belly every night, followed by a kiss.
When you went into labour, anyone could have sworn Fez was in pain hearing your shouts and screams. He paced the halls of the hospital. Anything you could have possibly wanted, after the birth he had.
When the sound of a baby crying wrung out, Fez came to a stop, tears forming in his eyes. When he was let in Fez kissed you both. Nothing could ruin that moment. There was nothing but pure happiness between you four. Ash looked over the baby, as Fez did you.
The last moment you remember from this day were Fez reading to you daughter, love abundant in everything he did towards her, and fez holding you both as you nodded off. Ash asleep in his chair.
THIS IS ADORABLE AND FEZ WOULD BE SUCH A SUCKER FOR A BABY GIRL 😭💕 Like he’d be a sucker regardless, but the “you look just like your mommy” would be 10x as much and he would be extra delicate with her as she got older! I can see him searching YouTube tutorials for how to braid hair and doing her hair all fancy on mommy’s busy days, tea parties on Extra Special Daddy Days™️ and promising her a kitty, a puppy, literally anything that she asks for, and knowing Fez he would do everything he could to get it all for her. He’d be such a softie that his little girl would have the world, right after mama got it, of course :)))
Hope this addition is welcome! I just couldn’t help myself I love Fezco as a dad sm 😭💕
I love the addition. But I hope you know there is at least another child after her. Cause fez would feel bad that she was growing up an only child, or at least that's what he says. I personally think, he just wants to see his gorgeous wife pregnant. <3
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Hey! Idk if you're still active, but can you write a "being pregnant with Fez's baby would include"?
Being pregnant with Fez's baby would include:
A panicking fez, and anxious ashtray. Don't let the panicking duo, scare you. They are ecstatic about the news, there's a new addition to the family. Ash is gonna be an uncle and his future, niece/nephew is half you, one of the sweetest, most loving and care free people he has ever meet. Fez no fucking clue how to act, he is happy and wants this baby. Never forget that, but he is also thinking about think he didn't have to before like,' Do I want to raise my child here, are there even any truly good school districts around? What if they get bullied cause their half me, I don't know how I would react to that information. What if I get sent away, and have to leave the tree of them behind? What if its twins?'
Once Fez somewhat gathers his thoughts his lips would be on you so fast. Tears would be streaming down his face. A lot of ugly crying from both parties. His head will somehow make its way under you shirt as he just hugs you, his head on your stomach. Mumbling mindless i love you's to your stomach (doesn't matter if your not showing yet or not, belly kisses, and appreciation).
He attends every single visit you have at the doctors. Takes pictures of everything along the way. The first ultrasound, he was there camera and all those are memories he wants for the rest of his life.
If you skip means, you no longer do, Fez cooks you three means a day, and you all eat them together. There is also a noticable change in what Fez buys. Most things are all natural and vegan (he is not playing at all).
The bigger your belly grew, it seemed as if his love for you also tripled. When you started to develop your waddle he fell in love with you even more (as if that was possible).
Fez never proposed, while you were pregnant. (He didn't want you marriage to be because of your child. He wanted to marry you out of love, and nothing less)
During the last two months of your pregnancy, fez took more time off so be could be by your side. He read stories to your belly every night, followed by a kiss.
When you went into labour, anyone could have sworn Fez was in pain hearing your shouts and screams. He paced the halls of the hospital. Anything you could have possibly wanted, after the birth he had.
When the sound of a baby crying wrung out, Fez came to a stop, tears forming in his eyes. When he was let in Fez kissed you both. Nothing could ruin that moment. There was nothing but pure happiness between you four. Ash looked over the baby, as Fez did you.
The last moment you remember from this day were Fez reading to you daughter, love abundant in everything he did towards her, and fez holding you both as you nodded off. Ash asleep in his chair.
