#hamishduke

A Hamish Duke appreciation post because why the fuck not.

Bonus:

Hamish: No, I don't want to sleep with you.

A/N: Hello! I hope you are enjoying the store so far! If you haven't read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, or Part 4, please do!! Let me know if you like it or if I can work on anything! Thanks!

Pairing: HamishXHuman!Reader

Warnings: talks of sex, talks of blood, a little angst, fluff, cursing, make out session, werewolves?

Word Count: 1067

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Bliss. That's all you remember when you woke up in Hamish's room. The sun filtering through the blinds on the window, blinding you slightly. Your head is pounding and your body is so sore. You could barely move, your limbs feel like 100 pound weights. At first, you are confused, what happened to you. Why do you feel like this. Then, a flood of memories of last night resurface. Hamish. You could still feel his touch on your skin, and how burned you skin as he went. His eyes primal, and yet, so loving. You shivered at that thought and smiled. You look around the room and see Hamish sitting at his desk, no shirt, and a pair of sweatpants. He was intensely focused on the paper he was reading. He picked up his pen, wrote something down on it and placed the paper in a stack with other papers on his desk.

You start to sit up, and feel a sharp pain in your shoulder. You let out a hiss, and placed your hand on your shoulder, which you realize is bandaged. You remember that Hamish had bit you there, but you don't remember it being hard. You remember a tingle from the bite, and that's all. You here a squeak and looked up. Hamish taken a break from his paper work and turned his chair towards you.

You glanced over to him, his face was unreadable. He watched you as you got comfortable in the bed. You gave him a smile. He smiled back but it was a sad smile, like he was hurting. He bent over and rested his elbows on his knees, intertwining his fingers together. He looked down at the floor and took a deep breath.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, head still looking down.

"A little sore, I suppose..." You responded, honestly.

You could see Hamish tense up, then relax. He nodded as he sat up.

"You don't have to lie to me.... If you are in serious pain, tell me, and I will get you some medication. " He said in a more serious tone.

"I'm not lying. Why would I need to?"  You answered honestly

Even though you had a high pain tolerance; you knew when to give in to medications. You necessarily didn't like taking them, but you weren't stupid.

"To spare my feelings, I don't know. I don't know how you think."

You started to get a little upset. You tried to sit up a little straighter, but winced, once again, when you moved your shoulder. Hamish sighed, stood up, and walked over to you. He gently helped you get into a better sitting position. Even though he was being gentle, you still winced anytime he touched you. You tried to hide it, but he noticed. You knew he did. Once you got situated, you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in.

"See..." He began, not looking at you in the eyes, but off to the side. It was like he was avoiding you. "...you need medication.. I wi-" Hamish was saying, before you interrupted him.

"Hamish, I am fine. I am sore, but it's nothing I can't handle."

Hamish finally looks at you, his blue eyes glossing over, as if he was about to cry.

"Y/N, you were unconscious, when I came out of my rut. There are bruises covering your body. There was blood everywhere.", He looks at your bandaged shoulder, "I thought I had killed you.."

You took your hand and, gently, turned his face back towards yours, "But you didn't Hamish, I survived and I don't blame you.."

He looked at you in the eyes, "Why did you do it?"

"Because I love you..."

"I could've killed you.."

"I know..."

Hamish nostrils flared as he pursed his lips together, "Why are you okay with this?"

You looked away for a moment and then back at him, "Because I was saving you. I couldn't let you die"

Hamish took a deep breath and looked out the window. You could tell he was getting aggravated. You acted impulsively, and he hated that. You took his hand into yours. Hamish glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

"Hamish... please look at me..." You asked softly.

He stared out the window a moment longer then looked at you, "When you were lying there, I didn't know what to do..." He shook his head as he looked down. "I can't lose you, Y/N."

You give him a small smile, "You won't Hamish, I promise..."

"How can you promise that?" He asked looking at you, "You can't promise that.."

He had a point. You can't promise something, that you aren't sure if the outcome. You may die after this school year is over. You didn't know, and neither did he.

You take his hand, " You are right, I can't promise that. I can promise that I will stay with you as long as, God or whoever, sees fit. "

Hamish squeezes your hand and looks down at them. Oh, how you wish you could know what's going on in that brilliant mind of his. how you wish you could ease every doubt that he has. You see he finally gives a small smiles then looks up at you.

"I love you, Y/N" Hamish confesses.

You smile back, "I love you too, Hamish."

He smiles more, and leans in to give you a kiss. His lips are soft and sweet. You run your fingers through his hair and pull him closer. Your arm was on fire, but you ignored it. He kissed you deeper, his tongue gaining entrance into your mouth. You both battle for dominance, but you give in. Every part of you on fire, a perfect mix of pain and pleasure. That burn was short lived, when he slowly pulls away from you, and sits up. You pout a little, missing the burn. He chuckled as he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Hey, where ya going?" You ask, not wanting him to leave.

"I am just going to make some brunch for you. I'll be back" He opened the door, and started to walk out

"Wait!" You said in slight alarm. Hamish stopped and looked at you. "I love you!" You smiled.

Hamish smiled back, "I love you too"  Hamish walked out the door and shut it behind him.

You couldn't help but think how lucky you were to have Hamish in your life.

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A/N: Hi again! I hope you enjoyed this series! I had a really fun time writing it! I am considering doing a continuing series, so let me know if you would want that! Thank you all so much for reading!!

summary: pt. 2 of an earlier Hamish fic I wrote a while ago and never posted!! fluffy morning after spending the night at Hamish’s house after getting drunk grading papers 

pairing: Hamish Duke x Reader

wc: 946 

warnings: fluff, mentions of alcohol, cw food/eating, hangover, Hamish in a robe ;) 

a/n: Part 1 (not necessary to understand this part)

"𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖. . ."

                                     ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

                                                   𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖

       ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵- - ▵ 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒; 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓂𝑜𝓃! 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃! 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓂, 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌!

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 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇: ♧  𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝑀𝒪𝒟𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝒻𝒻 ♧  𝐿𝒢𝐵𝒯𝒬+ 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 ♧  𝒱𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓈 ♧  𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓊𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝑒𝒻𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 ♧  𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒!

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 𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒿𝑜𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝑜𝒹𝒶𝓎! 𝒲𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑒!

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 "𝕃𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕝 - 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕩, 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 - 𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕥."

                                     ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───