Liking apex for its lore is so hard because literally nothing is going on, like genuinely nothing has happened in the lore since the season started and even then it wasn’t much LMFAO whatever
Can you please write a fic w bethsheba x f reader (she’s so underrated im starved for content and i loved ur Betty fic sm 💘)
oh my God yes yes yes!! Here it is! hopefully it isn't too OOC (I unfortunately don't have the game and there's literally NO footage of her route that I can find) I'm working with the wiki and a prayer.
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Bath
paring: Bathsheba x fem!reader
summary: There's no WAY Bathsheba is jealous...so then why is she like this??
tags: established relationship, Fluffy fluff!!, sharing a bath (non-sexually) , insecurity/jealously?, reader comforting Bathsheba, F/F relationship
CW!!: suggestive ending??? OOC??
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“You know- it’s been ages since we’ve been like this?” Bathsheba whines petulantly. She clings to the arms that you have around her. Currently, the two of you are sharing a bath. It’s a weekly ritual you’ve adopted to be able to relax with one another. It was something intimate and yet fit for the queen you have in your arms right now.
“It’s only been about 5 days.” You giggle softly as you take hold of her hands.
“It needs to be more frequent.” She scoffs softly. Her head lays gently against your chest as she looks up at you. Her eyes are filled with a secluded warmth despite her fussing.
The way she yearns for your attention even unconsciously makes your head feel a bit lighter. Is it selfish of her to want you all to herself? Most certainly. But do you ever really complain? Not at all.
Your finger twirls a strand of her dark hair into a coil as you meet her gaze, “Don’t you think if we do this more often, it’ll spoil the magic?”
Bathsheba’s eyes shy away from yours, a blush finding itself against her rich brown skin, “I just can’t help—never mind...” She mumbles, moving to partially hide her face between your breasts.
Your eyes soften into concern as you squeeze her hand, “What's wrong?” you ask her lightly.
“There’s nothing wrong!” She mumbles, “After all, there shouldn’t be anything disturbing someone like me—not even something as petty as—” She cuts herself off before she can say anything else.
“What, like what?” your hands move to rub up and down her upper arms as if to warm her from her cold thoughts. She gives a sigh as she turns her body to be straddling you. Her hands are on your shoulders as she settles back down. She still looks hesitant to speak but she finally does.
“Like being…I can’t even describe—” She huffs softly.
“Well, try?” Your hand moves to hold her cheek.
Her eyes soften before she relents, “I hate that you take a shower most days. It makes me think that you prefer it to our dates.”
“‘Sheba…” You say gently, your thumb rubbing in a back-and-forth motion against her skin.
“Yes…yes! It’s petty.” She rolls her eyes, “And it’s not as if I'm jealous—god no! Not when my competition is Johnny!! Right–right?” The last part is said with a bit of uncertainty as if she didn’t know if she should be that confident.
You roll your eyes lovingly as you laugh, “No you shouldn’t be worried about me being into Johnny—not cause he’s any bad but— ‘Sheba.”
Her eyes focus back onto you, flecks of insecurity dancing in her eyes.
“You shouldn’t take my love in doubt…” you say to her gently, “I’d be a fool to waste someone like you. You know that.”
A smile forms on her lips, “Well if you insist.” She gives a flatter giggle, acting the tiniest bit shy. You cut off her giggle by pulling her into a tender kiss.
As you pull away, Bathsheba continues laughing.
“Now, how about I show you how special you are to me?” You say sweetly.
She nods swiftly, wrapping her arms around your neck as she whispers, “Can we try that one thing from the book I’ve been reading?”
“Anything you want, princess.”
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first request kinda nervous. heh. okay anyway- I hope you liked it anon!!
CW: AFAB anatomy, AFAB pronouns, non-sexual nudity, non-sexual touching, mention of sex but not in a suggestive manner
Authors note - Currently working on a Connie Soul and Fantina smut fics, hope to have them out by tomorrow
After spending so long hiding from social interaction in your home, you forgot what it was like to be comforted. You’ve been stressed lately and yesterday you finally broke and vented to her.
She demanded you come back that night. Though you weren’t sure if she wanted to let you vent more to comfort you or to gossip about it later.
Still, you just wanted someone to talk to. So even though you weren’t completely trusting of her intentions, you went to see her in the evening.
You’re a little surprised to be greeted by the sight of Bathsheba wrapped in a towel with her black hair down and damp as usual, leaned over the tub filled with foamy water. The bathroom is filled with the faint scent of roses and strawberries.
As soon as she sees you she smiles widely. “Oh, honey! Just in time, I just finished filling the tub” You quirk your eyebrow at her, you certainly didn’t expect her comfort to be so…intimate.
She takes a step to you and reaches to take your hand “Let’s get in before the water gets cold” You can’t help but be a little hesitant. “I don’t really want to have sex right now…”
Bathsheba sighs and shakes her head with an almost disappointed expression. “This isn’t about sex, love” With that she takes her towel off before slipping into the bathtub.
You hesitate again, but trust her. You undress yourself before slipping into the tub with her, sitting across from her in the warm water. You sigh softly as the soapy water envelops your stiffened muscles.
You feel so vulnerable under her eyes looking into yours, smiling again when she sees you visibly relax. Her eyes remain on yours, making you relax more once you realize her intentions were never sexual.
She moves to pull you close to her, you lay your head on her shoulder as she wraps her arms around your waist. “See? Much better” Her voice is still chipper as usual but more teasing now.
She squirts a handful of soap on her hand, lathering it up in both hands before she begins to rub it down your back. You slump against her body, allowing her to clean your body.
You’ve never felt more vulnerable than now with her, but also never more connected. You can almost feel the stress leave your body as her soapy hands massage your back muscles. Her thumbs gently rolling over your shoulders.
You’ve never taken Bathsheba as a very generous or giving person, but this seems natural for her. To comfort and take care of you.
Shes thorough when washing you, her hands scrubbing and massaging everywhere until she gathers water in her hands and lets it run over your body to rinse the soap off of you. “Now turn around, honey. I need to clean the rats nest on your head”
Despite the rudeness of her words her tone is honey’d. You can’t help but roll your eyes but turn around in the tub. You can hear her rubbing her soapy hands together before they go to your hair, scrubbing the shampoo into your scalp. Her fingernails gently scrape over your scalp as she lathers it on your head.
Her hands momentarily rub at your neck before returning to your hair and massaging the shampoo into your hair. After another minute or two of her covering your head in bubbles she tilts your head back, gathering more water before rinsing your hair with it.
She repeats the rinsing motion a few more times before squirting a small amount of conditioner in her hand, lathering your hair with it.
After rinsing the conditioner out as well, she leans forward and presses a kiss to your shoulder. You melt back against her, the back of your head resting on her left collarbone.
Your body leaned between her legs with your back pressed against her chest. You open your eyes to see her almost smug smirk. “See? Your girl always knows just what you need.”
You chuckle before closing your eyes against, leaning against her more. “I don’t want to get up yet” You whisper still relishing in her comfort. She wraps her arms around you.
“Oh, don’t worry baby. I’m here as long as you need me” She says before pressing a kiss to your forehead.
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