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Reader insert Masterlist

Avengers Domestic December Masterlist (2021)

Star wars Domestic December Masterlist (2022)

Avengers Kinktober 2022

Star wars Kinktober 2023

Avengers

Powers that be

Sleeping arraignments 

End of the game

In the family (Mafia Au)

Not themselves

Not yourself

Generation gap

Pet or guilt trip, your choice

Soulmates

After the snap 

Anything goes (Purge Au)

Forgot the tie (Coitus Interruptus)

A little help

And they were quarantined

Blood Bag (vampire AU)

Their Blood-Bag (Vampire AU)

Holiday everyday 

Public enemy #1

Hair of the dog

--Stand alone--

The price is a hand and a finger (Loki X reader)

Mistress in Green (Loki X reader)

Ch. 1 Engagement  (smut)

Ch.2 Get the braids right

Ch.3 Honey Mead

Ch. 4 Honeymoon (smut)

Keeper of the word (T’challa x Reader)

Captain’s wife (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Rainbow (Peter Parker x Reader)

Watch me alone (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Captain Marvel A-Z (NSFW) (smut)

Captain America A-Z (NSFW) (smut)

Spider-man A-Z (NSFW) (smut)

James “Bucky” Barnes A-Z (NSFW) (smut)

Stephen Strange A-Z (NSFW) (smut)

Logan “the wolverine” Howlette A-Z (Logan x reader)

Hot date (Pietro Maximoff x reader)

Starlight (Carol Danvers x reader)

Secret Vow (Bucky Barnes x reader)

To dance (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Matt Murdock/ DareDevil:

Masked face mistress 

These moments are rare (spinoff from masked face mistress)

Suspicion of the mask 

If you have time 

Think fast 

Shared experience seen by one 

1 and 3/4 inches apart 

Matt Murdock A-Z nsfw 

MoonKnight: 

Sleep tight (Steven Grant/Marc Spector x Reader)

Like you better (Steven Grant/(Slight) Marc Spector x Reader)

Spread them for Marc (Marc Spector x reader)

Open wide for Steven (Steven Grant x reader)

Bend over for Jake (Jake Lockley x reader)

Bullet train:

Tangerine A to Z (NSFW)

Tangerine A to Z (SFW)

Lemon A to Z (NSFW)

Don’t take the warmth with you (Tangerine x reader)

Stay in sight (Tangerine x reader)

Chess or chest? (NSFW) (Tangerine x reader) 

X-men

Public enemy 

Inter-species relationship

One and only (soulmate au)

Stay outside the line

More then a Tool (Dad!Charles Xavier x Daughter Reader)

Hank “Beast” McCoy A-Z (Smut)

Detroit become human

Added feature (Connor x Reader)

Sweet spot (Connor x Reader)

Star wars

Pulse Point (Mandalorian (Dyn Jarren x Reader) (smut)

It, and everything, is gone (Obi-Wan x Reader) (smut)

Learn from this (the bad batch) (Hunter x reader) 

Siren Song: (The Bad Batch x reader) (Smut) 

- Chapter 1

- Chapter 2 (Smut starts here)

- Chapter 3

- Chapter 4

My Mark (Hunter x reader) (NSFW-ish)

First kiss (Din Djarin x reader)

Shared Secret (Echo x reader)

There for you (Boba Fett x reader) (Smut)

Call of Duty 2022:

Simon “Ghost” Riley A to Z (SFW)

Simon “Ghost” Riley A to Z (NSFW)

Alejandro Vargas A to Z (SFW)

Alejandro Vargas A to Z (NSFW)

Konig A to Z (SFW)

Konig A to Z (NSFW)

(Call of Duty) Gently, please (Konig x reader) (Smut)

Domestic bliss (Konig x reader)

Others:

(DC, Birds of Prey) Sing us a song (Dinah Lance x Reader)

(Dracula) Night dress, white dress

(Cyberpunk 2077) I know it’s late (Viktor Vector x GN V)

(Hogwarts Legacy) Kill for me, Live for me (Sebastian Sallow x Reader)

(Spiderman: across the spiderverse) Happiness that won’t last (Miguel O’hara x reader)

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Monster Masterlist

SFW

Captured by a Demon Prince

Trust Issues with a Sleep Paralysis Demon

Vampire Lady Courts You

Sweet Yandere Sleep Paralysis Demon

Having a Werewolf Girlfriend

Dating an Orc Himbo

The Innocent Succubus Girlfriend

Sacrificed to a Chivalrous Dragonkin

Flirty Vampire Boyfriend Biting You

Merman Trying to Court You

Male!Werewolf x Fem!Reader - Senses Working Overtime

The Headless Horseman Courts You After Scaring You

Orc Boyfriend when You're Pregnant

Vampire Man Manipulates You and Drinks Your Blood

Dating a Sweet Minotaur

Orc Boyfriend Gets Protective Over You

Winning the Affections of a Touch-Starved Vampire Man

Flirty Vampire Boyfriend Takes Care of You when You Pass Out

Male!Vampire x Fem!Reader - Hooked On Your Taste

NSFW

Male!Sleep Paralysis Demon x Fem!Reader - Sell Me My Nightmare

Cockwarming and Banter with an Orc Warlord

Male!Slime Monster x Fem!Reader - A Sticky Situation

Male!Sleep Paralysis Demon x Fem!Reader - The Stuff of Wet Nightmares

Male!Dullahan x Fem!Reader - The Dullahan Boyfriend Experience

Male!Siren x Fem!Reader - With This Final Breath

Being Offered to an Orc Warlord

Male!Gargoyle x Fem!Reader - Wild Side

Male!Yautja in Rut x Fem!Reader

Virgin Male!Orc x Fem!Reader x Warlord Male!Orc - Ready to be the Prize

Male!Orc x Fem!Reader - The Orc's Promise

Male!Vampire x Fem!Reader - Drained and Filled

Your Careful Orc Boyfriend Helps You Take All of Him

Werewolf Boyfriend Chases and Pins You During the Full Moon

Your Careful Orc Boyfriend Reacts to You Taking the Lead

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Domestic December: COD

Day 31: Soap, New Year's

DD Masterlist

Most men of the 141 tend to spend their New Years the same way: with someone. Usually family but this family can come in many forms.

Kate Laswell and her wife get to spend the night with their kid. With Uncle Price stopping by as was almost traditional between the two of them.

 Ghost and Gaz, neither of which had a “real family, get together for a drink at whatever bar is closest. Sometimes they’d get others with them, make it a proper meet up. Often times it was just he two of them.

Soap had his own traditions before meeting you. Taking the time to touch base with his sisters, their kids, and wishing them all a great New Years. After that there was always a party or something for him to attend. As a popular man he was never short of friends to spend his time with.

When you became part of his life those traditions changed just a bit. He still made time to talk with his sisters and their family, that will never change. But now he makes you part of any party or social event he intends on heading out.

Whether you liked the party life or not Soap was there with you. He smiled at whatever you chose to wore; whether it was jammies or a tight dress. He still looks you over as if the sun shown from the smile you gave.

“Happy new year’s.” He whispers with a kiss.

“Same to you,” You reply, leaning into his lips.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 30: Graves, Vacation

DD Masterlist

Everything about Graves’s professional life is stressful, intense, and often times takes place outside. For those reasons, his vacations are expected to be the exact opposite.

“Come on, we’re up.” He says when first class is called.

Plenty of money is made when you work with the paramilitary. Aside for little, and maybe overpriced, gifts Graves likes to spend it on these trips. First class to a beach resort far enough away from anywhere he might have blown up. This makes your options small, but they are still grand.

“How long are you going to work on this trip?” You tended to ask.

This time around he had his laptop at the poolside. A blue and fruity drink on the table next to him. His sunglasses were red to match the red, white, and blue of his swim shorts.

“Almost done, Promise.” He says, dramatically tapping the keys as he finishes up.

It’s impossible to go an entire trip without work being brought up in some form. You pretended to be annoyed but checking in on his men and job did always help him relax a little. It was fun to image the emails from his assistance only said; ‘everything’s fine, boss. Everything is still fine.’

You get the hint that he’s done with work from the splashing of water. Looking over your books to see Graves lifting up from the water. Grinning at how you were looking at him over your sunglasses.

“Like what you see, sunshine?” He asks, stepping up from the pool.

“It’s fine,” You say, sunglasses being pushed back into place.

It’s a game you like to play. He acts like his whole handsome self, and you act disinterested. He’ll then sit down next to you, ask to buy you a drink. Maybe an hour later you’ll be gasping into a pillow. But, hey, that’s vacation for you.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 29: Price, serious threat

DD Masterlist

It’s Ghost who shows up at your door one winter morning.

“Simon, hi. John isn’t here, he’s not going to be back for a minute.” You explained, as there wasn’t really any other reason for Ghost to be here.

“I know, Price is the one who sent me, and we gotta go. Don’t take anything, just go.” He says, practically dragging you from the doorway and towards his car.

If it weren’t for the name dropping of Price you probably would have screamed. Yeah, you knew Ghost enough to see him as a family friend. He was still an intimidating guy to have around, especially when he could almost carry you like he was doing.

Then again, Price trusted him. And that was all you really needed.

It took a few hour drive and a quick call before you could piece everything together. During an interrogation, a ‘bad-guy’ had dropped your name, first and last. He had only laughed when seeing that it affected Price, That was enough of a threat to get his, and the rest of the team’s, ass in gear.

Ghost dropped you off at the safest place you could be: Price’s office. The place where you’ve spent many hours while Price finishes up his paperwork. On the little loveseat you’ve taken naps and read books, sometimes enticing Price over for a little distraction. There was a kind of power in knowing that, just beyond that door, were men that called your boytoy sir.

Right now, the entire office just felt empty.

It’s another few hours before Price finally shows his face. By then you were halfway through one of his cigars.

“I’m sorry,” He says, door closing behind him and his arms going around you.

“Don’t be, just don’t be.” You said, holding him tightly and never wanting to let go.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 28: Gaz, dinner date

DD Masterlist

Summer had come and gone, and with it all the good movies. This left you with little options for date night; either the Oscar bait about some sports team that beat the odds, or a dime a dozen spy thriller. Not that either of you intended on paying much attention to what was going on onscreen anyway.

“I’ll get tickets, you get snacks, than I’ll get dinner.” Gaz recited on the car ride down.

“And then I’ll get whatever drinks we sip down.” You finish, knowing that most of what you drink will be back at home.

Gaz was a popular guy, the kind of man who could make a friend in an empty room. Just on the walk from your car, and to the snack bar, he’s either waved at or called out to someone or another. His other hand firmly holding yours.

In the theater it took maybe ten minutes before your hands started to wonder. Neither of you making eye contact while his hand slides up your thigh.

Like teenagers you tried, and somewhat, failed to stay quiet. Giggling and laughing at stupid jokes that the other patrons couldn’t hear. It was honestly more of a distraction for Gaz. Otherwise he’d be rolling his eyes at the inaccuracies of a how to scale down a building with military equipment.

“I’m going to have to make Price watch that piece of shit.” Gaz declared at the dinner.

“I’m sure he, and the others, will really appreciate it. Can I be there when you watch it? I wanna hear what they thought of the lack of reloading.” You reply, already imaging the laughs they’ll give while several beers drunk.

That’s what these dates had the benefit of. Being something akin to a scouting mission for dumb stuff Gaz can take back to the team. That was just one small part, of course. The real reason was to be with you. Even if the movie sucked.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 27: Ghost, Christmas

DD Masterlist

Years and a lifetime ago Ghost had sworn off most holiday or family events. This wasn’t done in any sort of dramatic declaration or anything. It was just a small promise to himself that grew with every year that passes.

Slowly, much like with healing, that started to change with time. First, when Price hired him, when he met Soap, and when Gaz offered him a Christmas meal. Laswell invited him for new years and her wife asked him to stay for the fourth. It all grew in his heart until he met you and your own traditions could start to be made.

“It’s heavy,” He warns you one cold morning.

Laswell, the only 141 member with kids who could speak, was your first stop. Her boys loved brownies, and you loved making them. The same went for whatever kind of treats you could think of, they were growing boys.

The meal Ghost passed you to hold was a high protein dish made with calories and warmth in mind. This was going to be for Soap and his gaggle of nieces and nephews. Most of them were on sports teams and meal prep was always an issue.

In the front seat of his truck Ghost groaned while readjusting his seat. Your lap was downright boiling at this point. You’d only have to deal with it for about a half an hour, but it wasn’t that hard. The heat was little pain compared to the cold outside.

The both of you might bellyache a bit but it wasn’t enough to be serious. The truth, neither of you would do anything else on this morning.  

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Domestic December: COD

Day 26: Konig, You work

DD Masterlist

Konig is not the only one in the household bringing in a check. Whether you needed the cash or not, you had a job and a reason to leave the house most days. It was a great distraction when Konig was gone, when he was here it did makes things a bit difficult.

“See you soon,” He promises while dropping you off.

“I can’t make it for lunch, but we’ll go out for dinner, okay?” You ask in a question although he doesn’t get to give an answer.

It’s hard to see any kind of para-military contractor as a home body, but that’s exactly what he was. When you left the truck he was on his way back to the house. Getting basic chores out of the way, giving his mom a call, and then his brothers. The dogs taken out, the cats fed, and then himself. Eating cereal in an empty kitchen while the cat chews way too loudly next to him.

It’s both depressing and the best time of the day for Konig. He can gets everything done and have time for a run before he has to head out. From there it’s a question of should he take his car or the bike to pick you up? Either way he knows you’ll come out of the building with a smile.

He knows he’s a big man, in more ways than one he likes to brag. So there is no point in showing off more by stepping off his ride.

“My knight and shining armor,” You say getting on behind him. “Get me out of here.”

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Domestic December: COD

Day 25: Gaz, coming home

DD Masterlist

If he’s told once, he’s told you a million times, you don’t need to pick him up. He can rent a car or take the bus after his plane lands. Although this was all an option it was nice to have something to consider yours.

He’s asked specifically to avoid signs or anything that would outright who he was. It was selfish to say but this made finding him better. No matter what happened in the field, or in your personal life, everything would be better when he saw you.

“Hi,” You say when he gets close enough.

“Hey, how was your week?” He asks, an arm wrapping around your shoulders.

You tell him about your, honestly, boring life during the last week: Went shopping, saw family, took care of the dog, dodged questions about Gaz’s whereabouts. He listened to everything you had to say, almost desperate to have that normalcy be is only reality.

It’s a casual walk towards the exit. Hand in hand like a regular man getting picked up by his regular girlfriend.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 24: Price, Admiring

DD Masterlist

Although a running joke, Price wasn’t actually that old. Not even reaching the age of forty yet, but there you were; calling him grandpa and asking if he broke a hip when he comes in from a workout.

“Keep laughing, kid, age is coming for you too.” He says, pressing a towel to his face.

When Price works out he works out. Coming back into your living shirtless and sweaty. A towel pressing against his face while making his way to the kitchen in pursuit of water.

Sure, he had a few gray hairs poking from his scalp and decorating his chest. All that added to the charm, however. They were something to search for when running your hands through his hair.

The fridge light exaggerated the sweat on his chest and face when he looked in. Even at the ripe old age of thirty-seven he still had a great body. Thick in muscle and soft in fat, determined to stay athletic enough to keep up with the rest of his younger team. No, he probably couldn’t outrun Soap, outlift Ghost, or keep pace for very long with Gaz. But he could keep up on a mission and give the orders the world needed him to give.

He catches your eye while taking a long drink. He has the kind of mischievous smile that only a loving spouse could give. He knew he was hot, there was no ifs or buts about it.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 23: Ghost, After a fight

DD Masterlist

The fight was stupid; the final explosion of built-up emotions and bad communication. As you stand there, alone in the kitchen, you find it hard to see any reason for this to have happened.

Starting as a regular conversation about the night before. You made a comment about him not being around for very long. He made a comment along the lines of; “You knew what you were getting into,” regarding him being away from civilian life.

It all went down hill after that. You upset that he would just brush off your feelings, he was upset about your complaints, and both of you upset that neither could find the right words.

In the end Ghost left the house while you were still talking. Riley, the more energetic of your dogs, left with him. What followed was the car turning on and pulling out from the driveway. Riley, thankfully, in the front seat. Completely unaware of the betrayal he had just committed.

“Jackass,” You said to the sink.

“Bitch,” Ghost said to the steering wheel.

These angry and vindictive words were common after your fights. Ghost, Simon, had his fair share of partners who say that outright at their loved ones. He had told you about it and both of you agreed to never say it out of outright anger to eachother. So you both settle for inanimate objects.

You don’t know where he goes when he leaves like this. For all you knew he was cheating on you, that he was hurting someone, or that he was sobbing into Soap’s shoulder. All of those were a possible scenario, but none of them seemed to be the right one.

Eventually you’ll get tired of waiting for him to come back. Going to bed while it’s cold, and Ghost could technically be in reach, was hard. So much harder than going to bed while he’s away. Some how you always manage to fall asleep.

You’re awake by the bed shifting. While he doesn’t lean over and kiss your cheek, he does press into your back. He’ll give you a kiss in the morning, though. His way of apologizing for his part of the argument. When you kiss him back he’ll know that you’ve forgiven him.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 22: Soap, Beach

DD Masterlist

For any beach day to go off well it has to have a good start. This is where having someone like Soap comes in handy: his early morning jog that day wasn’t just to get a workout. Chair and towels already placed out for you to find towards mid-morning.

“Better not forget the sunblock,” You reminded him, tossing over the bottle which he catches with a grin.

“Put it on me? Come on, please?” He asks, tossing it back.

It’s simple things like this that makes it easy to take collection of his scars. By now you know most of his bruises and bumps. He’s told you, with as much basic information is allowed, how he got them.

Even now, as you gently massage his back, he’s talking about how he got that bruise under his shoulder blade. How Ghost wasn’t watching where he was going, and the big bastard slammed right into him.

He groans, deeply, when you press into the little purple mark. “Take it easy, Babe, I don’t need a bigger mark than what I already got.”

“Sorry, I’ll be more careful. You big baby.” You say, pressing into a safer place to massage. “Next time I’ll give Gaz a call, sure he’ll be a lot softer.”

“Oh, now you’re being cheeky. Come here, I’ll get you.” He says, making a gesture for you to lay back on the sand.

His weight is even and heaven as he straddles the small of your back. The sunblock is cold as he pours it over your shoulder blades. Quickly followed by his thumbs, pressing gentle circles into your back, and sliding downwards.

“Mmm, little harder, please. Just like that, fuck.” You asked, feeling the sand where you didn’t want it to, but it wasn’t worth moving to fix it.

Soap chuckles above you, “Watch the language, there’s children present.”

It’s easy to get lost in the moment, and in his hands. Distantly you can hear the children playing around you. The Parents calling for Timmy or Susie, making sure they don’t drown. Some women are laughing not too far away, their music loud and happy.

Too soon he climbs off of you. The warmth of his weight and support of his presence replaced with the sticky and cold feeling of sunscreen. He lays down besides you with a sigh, sunglasses on and beer in his hand.

You don’t move, you try not to even breathe, the moment is too perfect to let go of without a fight.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 21: Soap, There for you

DD Masterlist

John McTavish was dead, and there is nothing you can do about it.

It’s a hard truth to face, but there it is. Price had come to your front door to personally deliver the news. Your tears weren’t the only ones he gathered that day, but he was kind enough to spend some time with you.

When Price had to leave, as they always do, Ghost was there to take his place.

He was wearing the balaclava when Price opened the door. You shrugged when he asked if it was okay for Ghost to come in. Staring down at the floor as the shock of the news is still overtaking your every thought.

You weren’t as close to Ghost as you were to Price or Gaz, but Soap was. The two having an odd friendship that you could only make a guest at. Now Ghost was your ally in all this grief.

Ghost sat in equal amount of silence. Letting you be the one to break said silence.

“Was it fast?” You asked, waiting for the door to open and for Soap to come through it.

“Yes,” Ghost said.

“And the one who did it?” You asked.

“Taken care of, you won’t have to worry about it.” He says, but not in a way that could comfort you.

The silence comes in again. Where you should be greeted by a smiling husband, stories that he can’t give too many details about, and a kiss or three, there is nothing.

“I want to see him.” You declare.

When Ghost doesn’t respond you give it another try. “John, I want to see his body.”

“No, you don’t.” Ghost says with just as much conviction as you did.

He does something surprising after that. He moves from the chair to sit beside you on the couch. You’ve only known him long enough to know that Soap approved. That was all you really needed before, but now you had to make your own decision.

That decision was made when placed a hand on your shoulder.

Your weight pulls you against him. He’s a solid wall that acts as a kind of support while you start to fall apart. He still doesn’t say much, he doesn’t have to, and you don’t need him to anyway. At least, not yet.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 20: Graves, Like teenagers

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Philip Graves was a football player back in the day, and you can bet your ass he was captain. He told you this as an icebreaker. Neither of you sure of what to say on that awkward first date, the simple fact that he could find anything to say was a blessing.

He was popular back in the day. A cherry picker and handsome young man the mother’s love and fathers respect. They were certainly some of his best years. He’s told you so while driving one night.

“Nothing compared to now, though.” He said, taking your hand while he drove with the other.

“Of course not,” You reassured him, not completely sure if he meant it or not. Thankfully, the turn came up before you could think about it too much.

There’s a makeout spot in every town; be it a turnaround, a drop and ride, or just a clearing off the beaten path. Not every spot has a name, but they have one thing in common; fogged up windows and a look out for cops.

The visit back to Graves familiar home has been a long one. Tight quarters with a lot of family left zero room for alone time. Maybe some light making out before someone makes a comment. Even with him pressing into your back in the morning wasn’t as fun when a ten-year-old was sleeping on an air mattress barely a foot away.

“This was a great idea,” He says, both of you getting out of the car.

“Get in the back seat, like, right now.” You practically order.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He says, slamming the door shut behind him.

Going at it in the backseat of a car is always more fun in theory than practice. It’s a tight squeeze, which results in a lot of bumping and pushing when neither of you meant to. Your teeth clash when going in for the first kiss. In his excitement he’s ripped your pants down the seam. The same being said for the front of his shirt, opening down to his naval.

It’s a heated and amazing moment. When encourages you backwards what else could you do but obey?

Knock-knock

The tapping on your window pulls a gasp from your throat. Graves grunting in a same level of surprise. The shock only staying for a second before it’s replaced with a smile.

“Graves, don’t-.” You say, but he’s already rolling down the window.

“Alright, Kids, zip it up.” Says the cop who immediately stops when she sees Graves adult-man face. “Oh, that’s pretty new. Most adults have a bed for themselves, nowadays.”

“Evening, Officer, something we can help you with?” Graves asks as casual as can be.

“Well you can start by putting a shirt on, then you can finish by wrapping it up before I take you both in for indecent.” She says with the grace of a chainsaw and the temperament to match.

Graves rolls up the window without adding anything.

“I thought you knew all the cops,” You said, pushing him up and off.

“Wasn’t aware the department made new hires.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 19: Price, Double Date

DD Masterlist

Having both Kate Laswell and Johnathan Price free on the same day is almost impossible. Maybe two to three times a year you and Laswell’ wife, Clair, could plan out a night. Even then the plans can suddenly change without any warning.

Price’s phone goes off on your way to the restaurant. It makes you flinch and stare until Price reminds you that it’s his personal phone.

“They got our table and are getting a bottle. Clair wants to know if you want white or red.” Price says, phone to his ear.

The restaurant was top tier, the kind that’d turn you away if you showed up in jeans. Price wore a tie and jacket, his face freshly shaved and styled. You wore that dressed that barely saw the light of day, a pair of shoes that pinched but made your ass look great, and jewelry Price had bought you last valentines day.

Clair and Kate Laswell are a power couple if you’ve ever seen one. Kate’s legacy in the 141 and the CIA spoke for itself, but Clair had her own life of accomplishments to prove her worth. A professor and author, proficient in multiple languages, and a history as a translator for the same government Kate works with.

Clair was in the same boat as you; a woman with a spouse you’d never be able to fully understand. Who has to attend with knowing your spouse could die and you’ll never get the whole story of what happened.

Having a friend there to understand what you’re going through always helps. That that same friend could afford to cover the entire bill didn’t hurt either.

“John, nice to see in something other than the hat.” Kate said when you were finished giving hugs.

“Don’t get used to it. It’s only because the misses promised to play driver.” He says, whiskey menu already in his hands.

Although a double date Price kept most of his attention on you. As Clair spelled the woes of teaching his hand rested on your knee. When the entrée comes out he gladly takes a bite that you offer. Although you have different tastes in alcohol he still offers you a taste of bourbon that burns your throat.

Eventually the conversation goes where you and Clair dreaded most; to work.

“Is Simon and Kyle ready for next week? It’s going to be a long campaign and I don’t want anything to pull them out of the objective.” Laswell says as casual as ordering a coffee.

“They’re getting everything together. I’ll make sure everyone will be waiting for us on the tarmac before wheels up.” Price explains.

Clair makes eye-contact with you over her wine glass. It’s a sympathetic look, but also one of annoyance. As if to ask; ‘Are you going to say something, or shall I?’

Since Clair was the one to get the drinks it was only fair that you be the one to say something. “Is anyone interested in dessert?” You ask a bit louder than necessary.

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Domestic December: COD

Day 18: Soap, Period

DD Masterlist

Starting your period is not something one just wants to announce. Of course there’s a change in your attitude, the cramps, the bloating, and the denying sex is enough of a sign. Soap is pretty decent at picking up on hints.

Soap is also the proud brother to two sisters. Although not an expert Soap at least has a basic understanding of periods, mainly how much they suck.

He tries to be subtle about knowing what’s going on. You just happen to have a sudden surplus of pads and tampons in your room. Soap is feeling in the mood for chocolate and heavier food for no reason whatsoever. Want a massage? He doesn’t have a reason why he offered; everyone likes massages.

“Do I seem, I don’t know, off?” You asked, paranoia that you’re somehow affecting him demanding that you ask.

You’re snuggled into his side. The tv on low, both of you mindlessly scrolling your phones. That you said anything ruined the peaceful moment. The vocal equivalent of dropping and breaking a glass.

“Not at all,” He says without hesitation. He looks down at you with a smile. Probably planning how he was going to approach the answer from the moment he realized what was up with you. “Do I?”

“Not at all,” You echo, leaning into him.

You didn’t need to say your appreciation. He already knew.

[helpinghanikan]

Domestic December: COD

Day 17: Gaz, Tipsy

DD Masterlist

He promised to be out for only a few hours and fewer drinks. After spending several days and nights with you during his time off it was only fair that his friends got some of his attention too. At least, this was the lie you told yourself to insist he goes.

In reality you both needed a break from each other. Like most couples it wasn’t going to be healthy to spend every minute together while he was home.

So, while you did your own thing, Gaz hit the bar with his boys. Friends from college and his civilian life who were always fishing for stories about his crazy career. It could quickly get tiring being the main focus of a friend group, but that was where the beer came in.

‘Having fun. One more round than I’m heading back.’ He sent around ten.

‘Gonna be l8er than I thought. Won’t w8 up.’ He sent at eleven.

‘Love you babe a lot” He sent at one.

‘This is Chris using Kyle’s phone. Would you mind coming to get him?’ Read his latest message around two in the morning.

You’ve heard of Chris but had never met him. He was one of Gaz’s oldest friends from childhood. Although they weren’t close enough to be considered besties he’s been around long enough to understand Gaz as a friend, not just a source of fun stories.

Gaz wasn’t the only one who let loose tonight. Chris, as the designated driver, found it easier to just take everyone back to his place. So far you were the only partner to be awake and willing to come get their significant other. This isn’t to say that the others don’t care but that they were in bed by now.

“Hello, beautiful,” Gaz said when he saw you pull up.

Gaz gets silly when he lets himself loose like this. As a contractor he rarely felt safe enough to get this sloshed. That he felt safe enough to be blitzed out in your passenger seat is one of the highest honors.

“You’re so nice for coming to get me. You’re just-you’re just the best.” He says, reaching out to pat your shoulder. “I’ll get you back for gas money for this. I’ll pay you tenfold for this.”

Usually you don’t mention the stuff either of you say while drunk. But the promise of money and want to return a favor will definitely be making an appear later on.

“Thanks, Honey. I appreciate that.” You said, parking in front of your building.

Gaz has a sleepy smile as you take care of him. He may be bogged down by alcohol, but he was still making comment about your beauty. Leaning into your hands as you help him out of his shirt and pants. Hugging you without too much strength and falling back dramatically on to the bed when you push him away.

“If you throw up I’m going to break up with you,” You warn, hitting the light behind you.

“Love you,” he mumbles, meaning that entirely.