Is this from this year? And a hooters shirt!? š
i have no clue but he does look a tad bit younger so iām guessing itās older!! <33 also he has so many questionable shirts, sometimes iām like how, when, where, WHY?? praying he gets some sort of fashion advice if he decides to declare for NFL draft šš
welcome to my first arch fic! this is 1.3k words of arch comforting reader who gets her period unexpectedly. i had an itch and wanted to write something to spark inspiration! not super long but hopefully sweet and fluffy <3 bare with me as i work on perfecting his characterization in my writingš divider from @kthice
Opening your eyes to darkness should have been your first warning. After blinking several times, you realized that something was terribly wrong. It was clearly the middle of the night, and you were awake for some reason. As you raised your arms above your head to stretch, you began to realize what had woken you up. An involuntary groan alerted you of your back and stomach pain. An undeniable, impossible not to notice, a sticky, warm feeling between your thighs. Your heart sank, knowing immediately what had happened. You're laying in Arch's childhood room, visiting New Orleans, meeting his family for the first time, and you got your period.
Your heart sank to your toes, head spinning with ideas to try to fix this catastrophe. All of that was suspended when you felt Arch's arms outstretch towards you, attempting to pull you back into his arms. Not wanting him anywhere near you in this moment, you jumped out of bed without even thinking, leaving Arch startled and suddenly awake. He mumbled to himself, trying to figure out what had happened, before opening his eyes and seeing you, cowering in on yourself, arms wrapped around your stomach protectively, looking at the floor.
"Baby, what's the matter, come back to bed," Arch muttered out, awake but not fully processing what was going on. Before you could respond, he rolled over to turn the lamp on and discovered what had gotten you out of bed at this hour.
A large patch of angry, crimson red covered Arch's light grey sheets, surely leaving a stain. When he looked back up at you, he noticed the same crimson red spotting on the front of your sleep shorts. You shifted back and forth on your feet, shrinking in on yourself. "Oh no, my love, are you okay?" Arch asked, quickly rising from the bed. You took a step back, not wanting him to touch you, as though you're contagious. "Arch, I'm so sorry. Please, just let me change the sheets. I'll clean everything up, and then I'll go get a hotel or something. I'm so sorry," you murmured, shaky hands fumbling with the edge of the sheets.
"A hotel? Sweetheart, you got your period, you didn't blow the house up. It's okay, it happens. I'm sorry that it snuck up on you. Why are you saying sorry? You have no reason to feel bad," Arch comforted, unsure of why you felt so upset. "Arch, I ruined your bed. Please, I can't stay here,"
"You can and you will stay here. I love you, it's my job to take care of you and support you. I don't know who taught you that you can't have your period without getting in trouble but that's not how this works with me. Why don't we get you in the shower, clean off your legs and soothe your muscles. I can shower with you or I can leave you be and I can change the sheets. Which do you prefer, angel?" Arch took another step towards you, you finally allowing him into your space. He put one large hand on your cheek, holding your face in his hand like a delicacy. "I'll go on my own. Thank you, baby." Arch kissed your cheek softly, grabbing your towel, a fresh pair of shorts and one of his oversized shirts and placed the items into your hands.
"Go wash up, baby, you're okay. You're safe here. I love you." Arch placed a few more soft kisses on your face, sending you on your way. He quickly stripped the soiled sheets and tip toed down the stairs and into the laundry room. He covered the stain in stain remover, quickly shoving the sheets into the washing machine, turning it on.
When he turned around to head back upstairs, his heart nearly jumped out of his chest, seeing his mom standing near the doorway. "Archie, what are you doing?" Ellen asked, eyes adjusting to the lights. "Mom, Y/N had an accident. She got her period unexpectedly. She's really upset and embarrassed. Please, pretend like you didn't see this. She's mortified and I barely got her to calm down as it is. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to spend the night at a hotel." His mom frowned upon hearing this. She had only just met you, but she knew how much you meant to Arch, and the last thing she wanted was for you to feel embarrassed about a bodily function.
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. Do you need anything? Does she need anything?ā His mom asked, rubbing a hand up and down his forearm softly. "No, mama, but thank you. I'm gonna go check in with her, I think I heard the shower turn off. Mom, can you do me a favor? Please, pretend like this didn't happen. The last thing I want is for her to feel uncomfortable. In the morning, if she needs a woman's help, I'll send her to you and May. But for now, just pretend like you slept through the night, okay?" Arch asked. "Of course, sweetheart, goodnight, I love you." Arch repeated the sentiment to his mom.
When he went downstairs in the morning, the sheets were folded neatly in the closet, the washer and dryer shut off, no evidence of the conversation existing.
When Arch returned upstairs, he found you dressed in the clothes he had left out for you, skin glowy from washing your face and moisturizing. "Hi sweetness," he said, walking towards you and wrapping you in his arms. "Feeling better?" He asked, rubbing your back softly. "Much better, thank you. I love you," you murmured into his chest, exhaling deeply. "I appreciate you helping me and not making me feel embarrassed." You kissed his chest softly, nuzzling into his soft t shirt. "Baby, you have nothing to feel embarrassed about. This is natural, it happens. I feel bad that you weren't ready and felt uncomfortable. You're allowed to 'mess up' here, I'm never gonna make you feel embarrassed. I love you,"
Arch kissed the top of your head softly, relishing in the close contact, a stark contrast to earlier in the night when you wouldn't let him come near you. "Why don't we go to bed, hmm? Settle in for the night. Do you need anything? I can set a towel down on the bed if that would make you feel more comfortable, but it doesn't bother me in the slightest if there's nothing." He looked at you with nothing but admiration in his eyes, further reassuring you that he wasn't upset with you, that you were okay.
"I should be good baby, but thank you. You stocked up the right pads here, I shouldn't have any issues. You're so sweet, even stocking up your home. I love you, thank you for everything." He leaned in to kiss you softly, no extra energy surrounding the kiss, just pure love and comfort.
Arch peeled back the covers for you, allowing you to climb in and then climbing in behind you. He pulled you into his arms as soon as he climbed in, kissing your head softly. "Goodnight angel, I love you more than you'll ever know," was what you heard last, wrapping you up in his strong arms, knowing you were safe.
And when you woke up to Arch's mom preparing you a steaming plate of pancakes, feeling surrounded in comfort in his childhood home, Arch felt his heart warm at the comfort his mom showed, but never letting go or exposing what she had talked to Arch about. Archās heart warmed, placing a soft kiss to your forehead, hoping you would always feel as safe and as comforted with him as you did in that moment.
tagging my dear friend @angiiewritess thank you for always supporting meš«¶š»
ELLE!! <33 FIRST ARCH FICCCC š¼š¼ and it was soo fluffy and lovely!! him being constantly reassuring and the best boyfriend?? letting you handle your emotions and respecting your space?? him refusing for you to get a hotel because TRUSTTT iād be so embarrassed and do the same šš,,, being just so in love and everyone around him seeing it?? CHEFS KISSS
hii angie!! my idea since cfb is returning, arch throwing heisman numbers during one game, maybe some victory head ;)
liaš¼š¼,,, we're both going for jail for this btw,,, smut under the cut!! minors dni as this is 18+ and will be blocked!! m receives blowjob, mentions of kissing, some mature language!!
the game spoke for itself. for him. for his supporters. the media. those who continued to pray for his downfall were nowhere to be seen or heard.
he walked around the field, no cleats on, his football pads still on his shoulders, wearing his redbull cap for an unknown reason. his smile spoke how proud and happy he was in that moment. sending a wave to you and his family who cheered him on as he walked by, a kiss then blow at your direction.
it was an eventful evening. an anticipated game in his second season as the starting quarterback. there was a bunch of hype, a thrilling game before it even began. lots and lots of practice and recovery so arch could play at his full potential. and he did just that.
record-breaking passing yards. record-breaking throws that led to first downs or the endzone. no interceptions. and three touchdowns done by himself. it was one for the books; it was something he did by himself and with his team.
he came up behind you, hair wet, smelling like his shower gel, as you spoke with his mom and dad about the game, their excitement through the roof at how the night ended. arch hugged you the entire duration, placing soft kisses on your temple, talking and conversing then and there.
after everyone had gone seperate way, arch didn't waste time getting both of you to his truck and driving to your place, which wasn't far from the stadium. "heisman numbers? what does this make you feel?" you asked sheepishly.
"i'm proud of what i did. it wasn't easy, but it got done because i set myself up for it. i'm not thinking of the heisman... it's still too early to determine. i just want to keep winning," arch explained with a shy smile, brushing his hair back, the redbull cpa no longer on.
"are you going to stay?" you asked, returning his similar shy smile. "do you want me to?" he said, returning the question, his blue eyes glimmering with hope. please let me stay. please let me be with you. he thought.
"of course i do," you said, agreeing immediately, not caring if it came of eager. he nodded carefully, stepping outside and returning to your side to open your door as you collected your belongings.
both of you felt the shift in the elevator ride up to your apartment, not meeting each other's eyes, grinning like idiots, a huge space between. yet that all changed when he closed and locked your front door, catching your body when you leant forward, crashing your lips together.
"wanted to kiss me so badly didn't you?" he tsked, cradling your face softly, tasting the remainder of your sweet margarita. "couldn't help myself. is it so illegal to kiss and appreciate tonight's winner?" you smirked, arch carrying you effortlessly towards the couch.
he sat you on his lap, feeling his toned legs flex as he reached up to kiss you harder, teeth clashing, tracing his name over your tongue. "you're so beautiful, you know that?" he rasped, leaning back to watch as you removed his jersey from your body, your lace bra peeking, causing his brain to be in a turmoil mess.
your lips hovered over his, your thumb grazing his bottom lip, pulling it back, his eyes never departing from you. "can i?" you stammered, not knowing how to properly say it without sounding needy.
"can you what, baby? say it, use your words," he insisted.
"how about i just show you? i know you want this too," you replied, pulling closer to him, your lips leaving a trail from his jaw down to his pulse point, right near a tiny mole you loved to kiss. "fuck... fuck yes i do," he groaned, letting you remove his shirt.
you kissed his bare chest, taking it slow just like he did when roles were reversed. your eyes kept looking up when you reached just near his happy, seeing his uneasy face, his chest heaving up and down as your fingers started to unbutton his grey shorts.
"you're teasing," he breathed out, shifting his hips up to help you take of his shorts, along with his pair of black boxers. his cock was already hard, his tip leaking with precum as you kissed the base.
arch threw his head, his hand moving down, grabbing your hair, pulling it into a makeshift ponytail of some sort, feeling your lips wrap around the head, sucking softly, no added pressure. your cheeks hollowed, taking him a little deeper than before, coating his base messily.
he lets out a quiet whimper, gulping harshly, unable to watch or else he'd embarrassingly cum before anything. but you had other plans, leaning up, stroking his cock, using his other hand to tilt his face towards you, wanting him to watch everything, "eyes on me, arch..."
"s-shit, o-ok," he rambled, his eyes fluttering, looking down, small pants leaving past his lips, his heartbeat erratic. you took him again, his grip tighting, controlling himself from pushing your head down. "j-just like that, yes, yes, y-yes," arch let out a loud moan when the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, so warm and so pleasing.
you bobbed your head up and down, cheeks hollowed, still not reaching his pubic bone, stroking what you couldn't reach. you pushed yourself to take him all the way, holding it for a few seconds before pulling back, gasping for air. "you're doing so good for me, baby," he praised.
"i want to make you feel good," you said, letting out slow, ragged breaths. "trust me you are; it's taking everything from cumming right here, right now, on your pretty face," he said, watching as you took him back in, the hum from your moan causing a pleasuring shake through him.
your body feels cloudy, your thighs clenched, grinding on nothing to feel some sort of relief. "s-shit y/n, being such a good girl for me, taking my cock so good," he moaned as you relax your throat, swearing you could feel his veins pulse as you continued your movements, your nose nudging against his pelvis, your hand gliding down to squeeze his balls, further enhancing his pleasure.
the hefty feeling of his cock against your throat was driving you insane but you wanted, needed, more. he was being too delicate, and you knew deep down, arch holding back was killing him. yet you loved being encharged, loved being in control of his pleasure. it was exhilarating.
arch let go of his demeanor, his hips lifting, meeting your mouth. your clit pulsated, a frantic sound getting jumbled with a gag as it became too much, feeling him so deep, kissing the back of your throat. "fuck, yes baby, your mouth feels amazing, so close..."
you pulled away, taking slow, profound breaths, a small smirk painting your lips, looking up at arch, who looked ruined. his bottom lip was sucked in, his hand clenched tightly next to his thigh. he leaned down, pulling you into a messy kiss.
"c'mon sweetheart... continue what you were doing. give the winner his reward..."
i promise iām not gatekeeping šš i realize how it looks because i just went ghost,,, iāve been out of town so posting anything seemed impossible šš
guys i promise im not ignore my asks on purpose, iāve been out of town with little to no reception!! angie will be back soon to upload some blurbs in my drafts!! <33
tagging some mutuals and anyone who wants to participate, do not feel pressure to post!! <33 ; @snoopysavs @loveforloveland @goldfades @mrs-delaney @babygirlburrow @liainterrupted
smut under the cut!! minors dni as this is 18+ and will be blocked!! m receives handjob, p in v, mentions of kissing, some mature language!!
something seemed off the exact moment you two got into bed earlier that night. he seemed almost desperate, and you were unsure of where the sudden urge came from. yet he didn't say or do a single thing about it, simply either forgot or let things be.
except for now. it's way too early. your alarm would be ringing in a couple of hours for work. it was less of your worry when he suddenly crept his muscled arm around your waist, pulling close to his warm chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat.
"what's with you? you've been like this since last night," you giggled, eyes still closed, feeling his hot breath on your neck, placing small and fervent kisses. "you're so pretty, you know that?" he blabbered, sighing in relief when you turned slightly into his hold.
"arch."
"yes, sweetheart?"
"tell me."
"i just want y-you... so b-bad," he practically whined, shifting his hips up, feeling his already growing bulge over your ass. you smirked, knowing your thoughts were right. he had been to shy or scared to tell you earlier. it also explained why he hadn't fallen asleep.
you turned over, lifting your leg and wrapped around his hip, pulling him closer than before, placing a tiny kiss on his chin, then over the inner corner of his mouth, before hovering over his lips. "kiss me, please," arch begged, being the one to close the gap, his hand moving lower, squeezing your bum in one swift go.
"why didn't you say anything?" you said between his heated kiss, the small lick of his tongue over yours, immediately melting more in the sheets. "way too embarrassed. i should be a-ble... fuck... i should know how to control this..." he admits.
"nothing to be embarrassed about, it's quite hot, honestly," arch felt your smirk over the kiss. "d-don't say stuff like that," he warned with a small chuckle. "it's called being honest," you reassured, pulling him up for a messier kiss.
your hand moved down, feeling the hairs over his happy trail before palming him through his briefs, arch letting out a strong groan at the sudden tug and squeeze, feeling himself harden further. "i might cum in my pants if you do that, real sensitive over here," arch said, shaking his head.
he was so worked up, that with the smallest touch, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back. "please, sweetheart, please, keep doing just that, just need you," he moaned, struggling to kiss you back when your hand went under the waistband and properly touched him.
arch let out ragged breaths, the faint scent of his cologne in filling the room, his kisses attempting to be in sync with yours. this was beyond a wasn't a simple "quicky", but not long enough for your usual rounds of sex. he took his time, relishing every kiss, touch, move, and listened to your body.
this was needy, and god you love it. arch was a ruined man too.
"wanna be inside you but i haven'te pre-"
"trust me, i'm okay, i promise," you swore, arch giving you one last look to confirm. he saw your approval, asking you to turn over, lifting your leg slightly so he had more room. "the prettiest thing to ever walk into my life, you don't know what you mean to me," he rambled.
"i need you so bad," he whispered kissing the corner of your jaw, his reaching down, ripping your underwear in one go, hearing the small gasp. "i'll buy you more," arch promised, giving himself a couple of strokes, before his sensitive tip ran over your slick wet core.
"fuck fuck fuck," he cursed, still running his cock over your folds, still not inside you. his arm fell around your middle, your head thrown back, feeling him slowly press and move himself inside you, gripping his forearm, whispering his name quietly, the stretch painfully delicious.
"s-shit, sweetheart, you feel so good, doing so well for me," he praised, kissing below your ear, then nipping your earlobe. "i love you. i love you, i love you," arch rambled, slowly thrusting in and out of you, your velvety walls wrapping tightly around him.
he wanted you to feel every part of him, everything he had to offer. like he was feeling you. "feels so good," your eyes were shut, feeling the immense pleasure spread all through you, his cock warm and deep inside you, the angle making it harder to resist that gut feeling.
"needed you so bad, so bad you have no idea," he gasped, guiding his hand lower to your tummy, pushing you closer to him, his cock hitting a different angle, his hand pressing over your abdomen, causing you to feel where exactly he was thrusting.
"arch," you moaned, biting your bottom lip, arch showing no signs of stopping, his hips dragging his thrust slowly with no rush, wanting to live this moment forever if he could.
he was vocal. but tonight he was louder than usual. more frantic. his praises more whiny, messier, more needy. you could tell how bad he needed it, how he was resisting himself from showing you properly.
"you're irresistible... you're all i need. all fucking mine," arch gasped out, moving your head to lock your lips together once more.
