Can you do taking a bath with Pete and its starts very sweet but then it takes a NSFW turn thank you.
Warning: Smut
It had started out sweet and innocent...
You had gotten home from a long day of work and decided to take a nice relaxing bubble bath.
Even though your apartment was small, the one thing that you had insisted on was a huge soaking tub, even going as far as to pay for the landlord to install one for you.
Climbing into the hot and soapy water, you let the stress of the day fall away as you close your eyes and enjoy the silence.
"How's the water?"
You open your eyes to find your boyfriend Pete had come home and was watching you in the tub.
"It's pretty nice actually. You want to join?"
Not even taking the time to answer, Pete strips down and climbs into the tub behind you and you lay back against his chest.
"Well, now it's even better."
You say with a loving sigh.
"Long day?"
He asks.
"Just a lot of work to get through. I swear, I'm the only one at that place that does anything."
Pete grabs the loofah from the side of the tub begins washing your skin softly.
"That feels really good baby, thank you."
You turn slightly in the tub and kiss him gently.
As you pull away, he stops you, kissing you again, this time deeper.
After a couple of minutes he flips you around so your back is against the tub and he is on top of you.
Water splashes over the side of the tub at the sudden movements.
"You're going to flood the apartment."
You giggle as he continues to kiss you furiously.
"I'll clean it later."
Within minutes, he has thrusted himself inside if you as you moan out, your fingernails digging into his back as you hold onto him desperate for more.
"Fuck."
Pete grunts out as he holds the sides of the tub and thrusts harder.
Your hips buck up towards him and you urgently beg for him to go deeper.
Finally, just as the water begins to run cold, the two of you cum together.
"Feeling better?"
Pete asks as he helps you out of the tub and wraps you in a towel.
"That was the best bath I've had in a long time."
You giggle and kiss him.
"Now, clean up the water on the floor."
You kiss him once more before heading off to the bedroom to get dressed, leaving Pete to clean up the now small pond in your bathroom.
hiya! i hope i’m doing this right!!!! so i have epilepsy and i have like proper big seizures every 2 weeks. i had one today where i collapsed as soon as i got out of the shower and can’t remember anymore except waking up and being in agony and not being able to walk. pls could you do a pete davidson imagine where you have a seizure and he helps you during and after? thank you! ps. o hope this isn’t too much to ask!
Warning: Talk of serious medical conditions
It was a lowkey Wednesday night and you and your boyfriend Pete were enjoying a night in, watching movies and eating chinese food.
You were cuddled up on the couch when suddenly you feel your heart begin to race and a panicky feeling starts up.
"Babe? You ok?"
Pete asks, noticing your change in demeanor and the sweat that is beginning to build on your forehead.
You try to focus on what he is saying and suddenly go stiff and begin to twitch.
Pete jumps into action, laying you on your side and doing his best to stay calm as he tries to keep you calm.
"You're ok baby. I've got you. You're gonna be ok."
This wasn't the first time he had helped you through a seizure.
When you had first met, you told him about your epilepsy knowing how dangerous it could be if a seizure happened and he didn't know what to do.
Finally a few minutes later, the twitching stops and you slowly begin getting your senses back.
"Are you ok?"
He asks and you mumble, your speech not yet fully functioning yet.
"Its ok babe. You had a seizure. Lasted about three minutes. Everything is ok now."
Your face conveys all of your emotions at once, anger, frustration, embarrassment.
Pete helps you sit up and hands you your glass of water, helping you take a sip as everything begins to feel a bit more normal.
"Come here."
He says, easily pulling you towards him and begins massaging your neck to help with the after pain.
"Thank you for always being here. I know this isn't the easiest thing in the world to deal with. I hate being such a burden on you."
Even though he had never once even said anything about it, you knew how stressful your condition could be on your loved ones.
"No, it isn't but it isn't nearly as hard on me as it is on you. You are so strong and so brave. I love you Y/N, you aren't a burden on me. I know this is hard but we are in this together no matter what. I'm not going anywhere."
He says in the most serious voice you had ever heard come out of him.
You carefully lay back against him as he holds you as your body finally feels like your own again.
Can u do one with Chris Evans where him the reader go to the beach with their 3 kids
"Mommy, what are we doing today?"
Your six year old son, Y/OS/N comes into the kitchen where you are packing up a lunch for the day you and your husband Chris have planned out.
"Daddy and I have a special surprise for you guys. We are going to do something really fun."
You smile, handing him a banana before starting the rest of his breakfast.
"What is it?"
He asks, sitting at the table.
"Wait for your brother and sister ok?"
You reply as you start the pancake mix.
Soon, Chris comes downstairs with your four year old son and two year old daughter.
"Will you tell us now?"
Your oldest son asks.
"Alright, what do you guys think about spending the whole day at the beach?"
Between the year that was 2020 and the freezing cold winter, a nice tropical vacation had been on your mind for quite a while.
The weather had been so nice and with the kids being cooped up in the house most of the time recently, you and Chris thought it would be nice to get them out and ket them run around even for just a few hours.
A chorus of happy cheers and claps went through the house.
"I guess that's a yes, mama."
Chris says with a chuckle.
"I would say so."
You agree.
An hour later, the kids were fed and dressed and the car was packed, ready for your day out.
The beach was empty for the most part and after you and the kids picked the perfect spot, Chris set up the umbrella while you laid out the towels and chairs.
"Y/D/N, come here baby. You need sunscreen. You too boys."
You say to the kids who are itching to get into the water and play in the sand.
"Babe, you wanna get Y/YS/N whole i get the other two?"
You ask Chris and toss him the bottle of sunscreen.
Once all three kids were thoroughly lathered up, they grab toys and began playing, your daughter digging in the sand and the two boys tossing around a ball near the water.
"Hey, hey, hold up there big boy. You need sunscreen too."
You laugh as your husband eagerly begins running towards the boys to play.
Chris sits on the sand between your legs whole you lather him up.
"Thanks."
He says smiling while you put some on his face.
"You're welcome babe. Now go play."
You giggle as he kisses you sweetly and runs off.
"Mama, play."
Your daughter says and you go to help her build her sand castle.
The sound of the waves crashing mixed with your husband and childrens laughter was the perfect soundtrack to go along with the clear blue sky and warm day.
It wasn't the huge vacation you had been longing for for the last year but somehow it was even better, the amazing calm to cap the craziest year in existence.
one shot where reader and Sebastian stan are in an established relationship and such very predictable lives you might say in a rut. In an effort to spice things up read her suggests they go out and pretend to meet each other in a bar as strangers
You and your boyfriend Sebastian had been together for nearly five years, living together for almost three and were happy for the most part but were currently in the middle of a romantic rut.
The disconnect between the two of you only got worse when Sebastian had to leave to shoot his new movie.
You were hopeful that after a few months apart the spark would reignite but as soon as he got home it was more of the same.
"Sebastian, do you still love me?"
You ask him one night as you lay in bed, about to go to sleep.
"Of course. Why? Do you still love me?"
He looks to you a bit worried.
"Yes. I just don't understand what happened to us. How did it get like this?"
You say alluding to the fact that every ounce of the romance had gone from your relationship.
"What do we do?"
He asks, knowing exactly what you are talking about.
"What if we tried roleplay? Like we go out and meet up at a bar as strangers."
You had seen an episode of Modern Family where Phil and Claire had done the same to spice up their marriage.
"So I come up to you at a bar and hit on you like I don't know you?"
He asks and you nod.
"But we have different identities and all that."
Sebastian thinks on your idea for a while before finally agreeing to try it out, deciding to meet a the downtown hotel bar.
The next day, Sebastian had an interview with Anthony to do but promised to meet you at the hotel bar at 9pm.
During the interview, Anthony called Seb 'the most boring person alive' which only fueled him for your experiment later.
You got dressed in the sexiest dress you could find when you had went shopping earlier in the day.
After taking extra time with your hair and makeup, you head out to the hotel bar, taking an empty spot near the corner and order a drink to wait for Sebastian.
"Well hello there. Can I buy you a drink?"
Sebastian finally walks in and straight up to you.
"Sure."
You smile and he orders for both of you.
"I'm John"
He introduces himself using the fake name he had come up with.
"Crystal"
You give him yours shaking his hand.
The bartender brings your drinks as Sebastian sits down next to you.
"So what is a beautiful girl like you doing out by yourself?"
He asks, trying his best to stay in character.
"I have a room upstairs and fancied a drink."
You explain, finishing your drink.
"Didn't really want to drink alone."
You add in with a slight pout.
"I could order another round."
He offers and you ponder it.
"No, I think I'm going to go up to my room, take a nice hot shower and go to bed."
You get up and grab your purse, reaching inside to retrieve a key card and slide it on the bar in front of him.
"You can join me if you want. Room 1042."
You purr in his ear before making your way to the elevator.
Sebastian finishes his drink and quickly pays the bartender before heading to the elevator himself.
He gets to your hotel room, using the key card to open the door.
The shower is running and your dress and heels are on the floor.
Sebastian quickly gets out of his clothes as he makes his way to the bathroom, climbing into the spacious shower behind you.
"What took you so long?"
You ask breathlessly as he wraps his arms around you from behind, kissing your neck.
You turn in his arms to face him, your lips connecting with his instantly.
Soon enough, he picks you up in his arms, pinning you against the shower wall.
One of his hands slips between the two of you, teasing your sensitive opening as you groan.
He finally gives in, inserting his fingers into you as you slightly begin rolling your hips against them.
You throw your head back, closing your eyes as he kisses your breasts, sucking and nibbling on them, his stubble tickling your skin.
He removes his fingers and guides his rock hard member into your pulsating core as you moan out in pleasure, one hand cupping the back of his neck, the reaching for anything on the shower wall behind you.
You begin to roll your hips again this time faster as he thrusts into you again and again
"Sebastian..."
You gasp feeling him brush against your clit as your body reacts.
He smirks, taking a second to enjoy what he is doing to you.
"Y/N."
He nearly growls as he feels you tighten around him, making him cum almost immediately from the sensation.
Sebastian slips his hand back down between you, rubbing your clit with his fingers until you are pushed over the edge and cum as well, your toes curling, back arched.
The two of you ride out the wave of your collective orgasms with sloppy movements and passionate kisses.
"Wow."
"Woah."
The two of you say at the same time as the world around you comes back into focus.
"Where has that been?"
You ask him as he finally sets you back to your feet.
"I don't know but lets not lose it again because that was..."
He trails off giving you a knowing look.
"Yeah it was."
After cleaning up a bit, you lead him out of the shower and to the big, comfy bed.
He climbs in with you and wraps you in his arms, holding you as close as your bodies will allow.
"I'd say the rut is over."
He chuckles, his face buried in your hair.
"I think I would have to agree with you on that one."
You laugh, stroking him arm lightly as the two of you drift off to sleep, totally spent from your night out.
Hi!! Newish follower here! I was wondering if you could do a Sebastian Stan story where the reader accidentally texts a wrong number and just happens to be his, and they meet up?:)
'I'm so bored, want to hang out? I really want to dress up and go dancing.'
You sigh as you send the text to your friend, entering the new number they had just gotten.
You had been stuck in the house for so long that you were beginning to feel like a recluse and needed some human interaction before you went totally crazy.
'I think you may have the wrong number.'
Your phone beeps and you look at the message, rolling your eyes.
'Come on Y/F/N, don't be like that. I know we haven't hung out in a while but I could really use a night out. And if you go, I promise to buy your drinks all night and even be your wing woman!'
It wasn't all that surprising that your friend had responded the way she did. She was quite the smartass and could hold a grudge with the best of them.
'No really. You have the wrong number.'
You sigh, she really wasn't going to let it go easily.
'Prove it. Facetime me.'
You smile to yourself knowing there was no way she could deny you over facetime.
A few minutes pass and a facetime request comes up on your phone.
As soon as you answer it you realize you had been completely wrong.
"Oh my God."
Your eyes go wide, jaw dropping when you see the one and only Sebastian Stan on the other end.
"No, Sebastian actually. And you are?"
He jokes.
"Y/N. I am so sorry! My friend got a new number. I must have out it in my phone wrong. I thought she was fucking with me."
You explain as Sebastian sweetly watches, obviously finding your nervous rambling adorable.
"It's ok, really. I've been feeling a little restless with my extended downtime as well so it was kind of entertaining."
He chuckles as you laugh with him, thinking how crazy he must have found the whole situation.
"Glad I could help."
You laugh, shaking your head at the whole situation.
"I should probably let you go though. I'm sure you have way better things to do then talk to the crazy girl who randomly texted you."
You were still so embarrassed by the whole situation and really didn't wnt to risk adding anymore to the mix.
"Actually, I am pretty free today. How would you feel about maybe grabbing coffee or even dinner?"
The voice in your head was happily screaming as you tried to keep your cool on the outside.
"You don't know me. I could be a crazy murderer or something. Maybe this was my plan all along. Text random numbers and the first one who answers, I use my charm to get them to meet me and I kill them."
You can't help but giggle as you finish your joke, Sebastian bursting out in laughter as well.
"I think I will take my chances. Besides, if it really comes down to it, I think I can take you."
He winks.
"Well, in that case, how about we meet at the Market Side Bistro on 42nd in an hour?"
You offer up your favorite restaurant as a meeting spot.
"Sure. I'll bee there. See you soon Y/N."
"See you soon, Sebastian."
You hang up and sit in silence for a moment going over the whole thing in your head.
'Is this really happening right now? How is this my life? Sebastian freaking Stan...what are the odds?'
You think to yourself before realizing you only have an hour to look presentable and get to the restaurant.
Running to your closet, you throw off the ratty sweatpants and tshirt, grabbing your favorite pair of jeans and a fancy but not over the top shirt, pairing it with some nice heeled boots.
'Don't want to look like I'm trying too hard.'
You tell yourself, running into the bathroom after getting dressed to fix the mop of hair that is sitting on the top of your head wrapped in a scrunchie.
"Thank God for dry shampoo"
You say as you finish a nice half up/half down do.
After throwing on some simple makeup, you head out to hail a cab, luckily finding one easily.
"Market Side Bistro on 42nd please"
You tell the driver and settle in for the drive.
As soon as the cab pulls up to the bistro, you see him standing out front waiting for you.
Once you pay for the ride, you step out of the cab and shyly make your way up to Sebastian.
"Hi."
You say, tapping his shoulder.
"Hey."
He smiles as soon as he turns around and sees you then leans in for a hug.
"So, uh, should we head in and get a table?"
He asks, nervously and you nod with a smile.
Surprisingly the restaurant wasn't too busy yet and you got a table right away.
"So what do you do for a living?"
Sebastian asks once you are settled and have ordered drinks.
You tell him about your job, answering his questions as they came up.
"Do you have any new projects coming up?"
You ask him.
"A few, yeah. I'm only home for a few more days before I have to be on set in L.A."
He explains.
"Well lucky for me I decided to text my friend today and not this weekend then."
You joke.
"Lucky for me too."
He replies seriously, staring at you with a soft smile.
Dinner was amazing, as always with the added bonus of wonderful conversation, you and Sebastian getting to know each other.
"Look, I know we just met and my schedule is crazy but maybe we can hang out again before I leave and keep in touch while I'm gone."
Sebastian says after he pays and the two of you leave the restaurant.
"I would really like that, Sebastian."
You reply as you hail a cab to head home.
"Well, you have my number and I have yours now. I'll text you tomorrow."
He says, holding the cab door open for you.
"Oh yeah, I should probably change it from Y/F/N to yours."
You laugh, still in disbelief that your day had begun with you bored out of your mind, texting your friend to hang out and had ended with a date with Sebastian Stan.
And for Sebastian, can I request one where He is meeting reader’s parents, and reader’s father has doubts about the relationship although reader’s mother instantly lovessss him and at the end everything it’s prefect? Thank you so much! Sorry if this request is strange 🙏🏻
"Dad, you promised you would give him a chance."
You call out as you hear your dad complaining to your mother from the other room.
"I know what I said, Y/N but that doesn't mean I have to like it!"
You sigh. Your boyfriend Sebastian was coming over to meet your parents and your father wasn't exactly excited to meet him.
He had always been protective of you, overly protective if you were being honest.
Sure, Sebastian was a bit older than you, ok more than a bit but you didn't care and you couldn't understand why your dad did so much.
You were hoping that once he had met him and could see first hand how much he cared for you that he would get over whatever hangups he had and be nice to the man you loved.
Easier said than done.
Your father is a proud man who doesn't change his mind very easily, even when he is wrong. No, especially when he is wrong.
"Don't worry honey, I will keep your father in check."
Your mom promises, just as Sebastian arrives.
"Hi beautiful."
He smiles as you open the door and lead him inside.
"Mom, dad, this is Sebastian. Seb, these are my parents Y/M/N, Y/D/N."
You introduce them, eyeing your dad nervously as he shakes Sebastian's hand.
"It's nice to meet you sir, ma'am."
He smiles.
"So nice to meet you too, Sebastian."
Your mom says, before nudging your dad who is glaring at the man standing next to you.
"Uh, right, nice to meet you."
Your dad grunts out then goes back to his ballgame in the livingroom.
"Mom.."
You groan, gesturing towards the livingroom.
"I know, he will lighten up once we eat."
She says, patting your arm as she walks by to set the table.
Sebastian pulls you into his arms.
"It will be fine babe. Even if he never likes me, it won't change how I feel about you."
You look up into his eyes and kiss him softly, knowing he was right, even if your dad never changed his mind, you and Sebastian were happy and in love, nothing was going to change that.
Soon enough, dinner was ready and you all sat down to eat.
"So, you're an actor? Not really a steady job is it?"
Your father finally says after a few minutes.
"Dad!"
"No, it's ok baby. You're right sir, acting isn't always the most steady work but I have been luckier than most."
Sebastian replies calmly.
"Sebastian is an amazing actor and has been cast in many big roles over his career."
You add in, glaring at your father.
"We saw you in those Captain America movies, remember Y/D/N? He played the soldier guy?"
Your mom says, patting her husbands arm, your dad grunting an incoherent answer.
"Sir, if I may, I know that you don't know me very well and you are skeptical of me. Because of my work or the age difference between me and Y/N but you need to know, I love your daughter. I love her with my whole heart and I intend on spending my life with her. Now, I would really like it if for Y/N's sake, you and I could come to some understanding but I can see that you are a proud man and protective father. I respect that and I respect you. You can say whatever you want to me, drill me with questions and insults but that won't change how I feel about her. So, bring it on. I can take whatever you throw at me, she is more than worth it."
You swear you could knock your father over with a feather when Sebastian finished his speech, your mom beaming at you.
The table was quiet for a while after that as everything that had been said was taken in.
"Yeah, well, if Y/N is happy then I guess that's that."
Your dad says before getting up from the table to retire back to his recliner.
"Did he just accept us?"
You ask your mom almost in shock.
"That's about as close as you will get to it."
Your mom nods.
"At least for now. I will work on him, though."
She adds, reaching across the table to pant Sebastian's hand.
The two of you leave soon after, heading back to your apartment which wasn't too far.
"That actually went better then I thought it would."
You say, changing into your pajamas.
"I told you, babe, I have a way with parents."
Sebastian shrugs as you climb into bed with him.
"Oh yeah, I'm pretty sure you and my dad will be BFF's in not time."
You giggle, shaking your head, thankful to have a man who would do anything, even stand up to your dad, to make you happy.
Could you write one where Pete and the reader have been together a while and she tells him she wants to smoke weed for the first time? And after a while she mentions she's horny. Can either be fluff or smut.
You were hanging out on the couch at your boyfriend Pete's house when he came out of the bedroom.
"Hey babe, I'm gonna go outside for a few mintues. I'll be right back."
He says then walks out the door.
You get up and look out the window to see him and some of his friends smoking on the porch.
"Hey babe, I was thinking, maybe I could smoke with you?"
You ask and shock crosses his face.
Since you had started dating, Pete had always respected the fact that you didn't smoke pot, never wanting you to feel pressured into trying it.
"Are you sure?"
He asks, trying to hide the excitement he was feeling.
"Yes. I am sure. Can we?"
You practically beg him.
"Of course. Give me a minute."
He goes into the other room, coming back and sitting next to you.
You watch as he breaks up the weed then rolls it up and lights it.
Pete takes the first hit and the hands it over to you.
"Ok, babe just take a small hit."
You take it from him and do as he says, taking a small hit and holding it in as long as you can before you start coughing uncontrollably.
Pete laughs a bit while he rubs your back and you flip him off.
"It's ok. Everyone coughs. Just take it slow."
He says taking another hit.
"You want to try again?"
You nod and reach for the blunt after a few minutes.
"Slow babe."
He reminds you.
Twenty minutes later, you finish have finished the blunt and are now sprawled out on the couch.
You get up and and straddle Pete's lap.
"Baby? What are you doing?"
He asks, his hands on your hips.
"I'm horny"
You whisper in his ear and he chuckles.
"I can see that."
You nibble his ear and kiss his neck before he stops you.
"What? You don't want me now?"
The hurt was evident as you try to get up but he holds you in place.
"That's not it and you know it. Of course I want you but the weed is hitting you pretty hard and I don't want to take advantage."
He reaches up and tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
"Can we cuddle?"
You say, still pouting from him turning you down.
"Of course. Come here."
You lay against his chest as he carefully eases the two of you down on the couch.
"You know you didn't have to smoke weed for me."
He says a while later.
"I didn't do it for you. I've always wanted to try it. You just gave me the courage to finally do it."
Cuddling closer to him, he smiles as you slowly begin to fall asleep, Pete doing the same not long after.
pete comforts you when u hear your parents are getting divorced
It was after midnight when you showed up at your best friend Pete's house, your eyes red and puffy.
"I didn't know where else to go."
You say as he pulls you into his arms before leading you into the house.
"What happened?"
He sits you down on the couch and grabs you some water then joins you.
"My parents. They told me they were getting a divorce tonight."
You begin to cry again. The whole night had been a punch to the gut for you.
For years, you had known that your parents had had their issues like any other married couple but you never thought that they were ever bad enough for them to get divorced.
"Wow. I'm so sorry Y/N. You had no idea it was coming?"
He asks, grabbing a box of tissues off the coffee table and offering them to you.
"No. I mean I know they argue sometimes but they said they just don't love each other anymore, that there was nothing left between them to try and fix."
He wraps his arm around your shoulder and you lay your head on his.
"It's going to be ok. I know it doesn't feel like it right now but it will be. Your parents are doing what they think is best and even though it seems like it's coming out of nowhere, it seems like they have been thinking about it for a while."
You sniffle.
"I know. It's just that I always saw my parents as the perfect couple. I've always wanted a marriage like theirs and now it's just over."
He rubs your back.
"You can still have a marriage like theirs. Just because they aren't happy now, doesn't mean they weren't ever happy."
You know he is right, your entire childhood was proof that they were happy once.
You lift your head and through blurry eyes focus on the picture of his dad on the wall opposite of the couch.
"Oh my god! Pete, I'm so sorry!"
You get up quickly and he looks at you confused.
"What just happened?"
He asks.
"I'm sitting here crying because my parents are getting a divorce and your dad died! What the hell was I thinking? I am so inconsiderate!"
Pete watches your moral freakout for a moment before he bursts out laughing.
"Y/N, seriously? Come on. This is me. My dad died almost 20 years ago. I joke about it in every set I've ever done. I even put it in my movie. You really think I'm going to get all offended about you being upset about your parents divorce?"
You shake your head and laugh a little.
"Yeah, you're right."
Sighing, you sit back down next to him.
"You want to stay over? I promise no funny business."
He offers, throwing his hands up innocently.
"Yeah. That would be nice. Thanks Pete. You're a good friend."
Pete gets up and grabs you some clothes to change into and once you do, you climb into bed with him.
"Pete?"
You say in the dark a few minutes later.
"Yeah?"
He replies half asleep.
"If you snore really loud tonight, I'm divorcing you."
The room was quiet for just a minute before it erupts in laughter.
"Duly noted."
He says proud of you for finding what little humor there was in the situation.
This is kinda dumb but I was in a super scary car accident and broke my foot and I was wondering if you could do a pete x reader of something like that? Super fluffy and a lot of comfort cause I need it
Pete got the call at 9:30pm while he was waiting for you to come home from work.
"Mr. Davidson? I am a nurse at the Staten Island University Hospital and your wife, Y/N was just brought in."
Panic takes over as the nurse speaks.
"What happened? Is she ok?"
He asks, trying not to fully freak out until he has to.
"She was in a car accident. She has a broken foot and some minor abrasions but so far she's looking pretty good."
After getting all of the information, Pete hangs up the phone and runs upstairs.
"Mom! Casey!"
Amy peaks out from the kitchen and sees the worry on her sons face.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
"Y/N was in a car accident. She's in the hospital!"
Casey comes down as he explains the situation to their mom.
"Well come on then! We need to get to the hospital!"
She says and grabs Pete's arm to drag him out of the car.
Ever since you and Pete had started dating, you and Casey had become super close. She was like the sister you always wanted and you were the same for her.
They all go out to the car and drive the short distance to the hospital.
"Hi, Im looking for my wife, Y/N Davidson. She was brought here after a car accident."
The nurse looks up the information and gives them your room number.
"Babe! Shit. Are you ok?"
Pete asks as they fond your room and walk in.
"Yeah, I broke my foot pretty bad though."
He makes his way over to your bed and carefully wraps his arms around you.
"What happened?"
He asks, wanting the details of the accident.
"Some idiot ran a red light and t boned the passenger side. It was so scary. The doctor says I'm lucky only my foot was broken"
Just then the doctor comes in.
"Well, we got all of your scans and bloodwork back and I think I can clear you to go home. We are going to let the swelling go down in your foot just a bit but in a few days we will take the soft cast off and put a hard one on which will stay for 6 to 8 weeks."
After the doctor goes over everything including home care and follow up visits, Pete, Amy and Casey take you home and get you settled in bed.
"If you need anything, just text us ok? We will come right down."
Amy says before her and Casey head back upstairs.
Pete climbs on the bed and lays next to you.
"Mom said she would pick up your prescriptions and grab some food on the way back. But what can I do for you?"
He takes your hand, caressing the back of it with his thumb.
"Just be here with me. All I want is you. And maybe some water."
You throw in the joke at the end to try and lighten his mood a bit. You could tell he was on edge from the whole thing and wanted him to see that even though you were hurt and the whole ordeal was terrifying, everything was going to be ok.
Pete jumps out of bed and runs to grab your water bottle, filling it up and brings it back to you.
"I didn't even think that you were thirsty. I'm so sorry babe."
"Pete, I was joking. It's ok."
You say as he climbs back into bed.
"No, not for the water. For all of this. I'm sorry about the accident and that you got hurt. I'm just so grateful that you weren't hurt any worse than you were."
He takes your hand in his, interlocking your fingers.
"It was just a freak thing that happened. Another idiot in a hurry and not paying attention. And like you said, it could have been a lot worse."
He nods, bringing the back of your hand up to his lips and kissing it gently.
"Well, I have a little more time before the show comes back so I don't want you to worry about anything. I will be here the whole time."
You smile, thankful to have such an amazing husband and wonder to yourself what in the world you did to deserve him.
Can you do another one shot like the Knicks game one w/ Pete but this time his girlfriend is a big Raptors fan & they are sitting courtside at a Knicks vs. Raptors game
"Ready to watch the Knicks lose?"
You ask your boyfriend Pete as you are escorted to your courtside seats for the Knicks Vs. Raptors game.
"Don't be so cocky. The Knicks got this. The Raptors are going down."
He replies and you shake your head.
"Care to make it interesting?"
You cock your eyebrow as you pose the bet.
"If the Raptors win, you have to give me a full body massage once a week for the next month."
"See, that's a win-win for me though."
He laughs.
"Oh did I forget to mention, there will be no chance of sex afterwards?"
Pete's smile fades and you giggle.
"So what if I win?"
You think for a moment.
"You know that thing, you're always trying to get me to let you do?"
His eyes go wide and he nods.
"Well if the Knicks win, I will do it. Once."
Pete's excitement rivals a child going to Disneyworld as you both agree to the terms of the bet.
"Come on boys, mama wants a full body massage!"
You cheer on your team as the game begins.
Despite the bet going on, you and Pete cuddle adorably during the game, only letting go during crucial moments.
"Damn it!"
You say as the final buzzer sounds signaling the game was over and The Raptors had lost.
"Told you."
Pete says with a chuckle.
"ToLd YoU."
You mock back.
"Well babe, a bet is a bet. I get to design your next tattoo!"
You roll your eyes at his excitement, trying to hide your own, actually curious to see what he comes up with.
I have a request maybe Pete and the reader taking their kids to Disney world
"Daddy, why do we have to be up so early?"
Your five year old son, Y/S/N asks your husband Pete.
It was 3:30 in the morning and you and Pete had a big surprise for your two kids.
"Come on Y/D/N, sit with your brother."
You say as your eight your old daughter walks in, still half asleep.
"Ok guys, we are up so early because mommy and daddy are taking you on a trip."
Pete says and the two kids suddenly perk up.
"Where are we going daddy?"
Your daughter asks.
"Disney World!"
You and Pete said in unison.
The pure joy and excitement on the two little faces in front of you was enough to make the early flight and long days ahead completely worth it as they jumped around screaming happily.
"When are we going?"
Y/D/N asks.
"We need to get in the car as soon as daddy finishes packing it. Our flight is in a couple of hours."
"We're going on a plane, mommy?"
Y/S/N asks.
"Yup. Not for very long though and then we will have a whole week at Disney!"
You could tell he was a little nervous about the plane so you tried to keep his mind on other things.
The plane ride was smooth and quick and by mid morning, you were in Orlando and on your way to the hotel.
"Welcome to Disney Animal Kingdom Lodge!"
A bellboy comes up as you get out of the taxi and greets you.
"Thank you! What do you think guys? Pretty cool huh?"
You say noticing the kids looking around in awe.
Once in your room, the kids run to the window to see what animals they can spot while you and Pete get settled.
"You guys want to head out to the park?"
You ask and they immediately agree.
Not long after you head down and out of the hotel towards the entrance to Animal Kingdom.
"What do you guys want to see first?"
Pete asks once inside the park. He picks up your son and puts him on his shoulders as your daughter takes your hand.
"Lions!"
"Elephants!"
You and Pete laugh as the two kids both yell out their favorite animals at the same time.
"Well, luckily they have both. Maybe we should do the safari?"
You suggest and head in that direction.
Throughout the day, you see hundreds of animals, your kids dragging you from each one to the next until you left the park, both you and Pete each carrying one of them.
The next day was Hollywood Studios, more for Pete than the kids but they had a blast, especially when Darth Vader marched down the street with his storm troopers.
You visited Epcot and the water parks for two days, saving Disney World for the final two days.
"Alright guys, today is going to be a long day, we have a lot of ground to cover and only two days to do it. So, we are going to get a stroller in case you get tired."
Pete explains as you get onto the tram that takes you into the park.
Once you get the stroller, you head down main street that leads deeper into the park.
The first day was spent in adventureland and liberty square, you and Pete taking turns to stay with Y/S/N, who was too short for most rides, while the other went with Y/D/N.
Day two was Frontierland which you knew would be your sons favorite and Fantasyland which you knew would be your daughters.
By the end of the last day, the whole family was overly exhausted as you found a spot on mainstreet to watch the fireworks.
"Mommy, Daddy, thank you for bringing us to Disneyworld. This was the best surprise."
Y/D/N says, sitting between Pete's legs and laying back against him.
"It was so much fun."
Y/S/N adds in from your lap.
"You're welcome guys. We are so glad you had fun."
You say cuddling your little boy.
"Maybe we can come back again sometime, hit up the Harry Potter land at Universal."
Pete says after getting back to the hotel and putting the kids to bed.
"Well, I guess since I took my little kids to Disney, I should take my big one to Harry Potter land."
You laugh.
"Thank you mommy!"
Pete says happily and wraps his arms around you, thankful the week was finally over but happy it had happened in the first place.
the other week i had a really gnarly migraine and ended up fainting— that’s never happened to me before and i was home alone so shit was scary to deal with by myself. Could you please write something where reader faints and pete is there to help her out?
Could you write a fluffy pete davidson oneshot where she falls asleep in his lap or something and he just looks at her with heart eyes and has that “fuck i love this girl” moment
Hey do you think you could do a Pete oneshot where it’s like your first time crying infront of him but he’s rlly comforting about it? Thank you!💖💖💖
You were laying in the dark bedroom, willing the medication you had taken for your migraine to finally kick in.
Groaning, you pull yourself up and out of bed, feeling the need for some water.
Just as your feet hit the floor, you suddenly feel dizzy and spots blur your vision while a ringing sensation fills your ears.
"Pete..."
You barely get out before you crumple to the floor.
"Babe?"
Pete peaks into the door and runs towards you once he sees you unconscious on the floor.
"Baby, wake up."
He carefully pulls you into is lap as you slowly start coming around.
"What happened?"
You look up at him, confused and disoriented as he explains what he had walked into.
"Why didn't you tell me your migraine was so bad?"
He asks and you begin to cry, kicking yourself for letting yourself cry in front of him for the first time.
"Shh. Babe, it's ok. Everything thing is going to be ok."
He stands up then picks you up and carries you to the livingroom, laying you on the couch.
"Where are you going?"
You ask, still crying a little bit.
"I'll be right back. Don't worry."
He smiles and heads to the kitchen to grab a warm pack.
"Put this on your neck"
He hands you the pack and sits down, putting your head in his lap and stroking your hair.
Soon enough, the combination of the meds and hot pack ease the pain enough for you to fall asleep, still laying in Pete's lap.
He stairs down at you looking so peaceful, going back over the last hour and half.
It had been a day of firsts in your relationship and even though they weren't the typical mushy, amazing type of firsts, Pete can't help but think.
hey can you do an imagine where pete makes the reader feel better about her stretch marks because she has a lot of them
In the nearly six months since you and your boyfriend Pete had been together, you had been very careful to never let him see you without your shirt on.
Whenever things got intimate, you always made sure to either keep your shirt on or keep the room extremely dark.
Pete never said anything about it and you were grateful.
One day, while the two of you were engaged in a steamy makeout session, Pete begins to pull up your shirt and you pull away.
"Babe, what's wrong?"
He asks, confused.
"It's just really bright in here."
You say and get up, going to the kitchen to get something to drink.
"So, you don't want to make out with me because it's bright? Y/N, what's really going on? Do you think I don't notice that everytime we are in bed, you either don't take your shirt off or you keep all the lights off? What is bothering you?"
You let out a sigh. You were so afraid of what he would think when he saw the stretch marks on your stomach and sides, worried he would find you repulsive or something.
"Babe, talk to me. Please."
He moves closer to you and you take a step back, deciding its now or never and slowly lift your shirt to reveal your stomach.
"It's hideous, I know. I never wanted you to see them."
You close your eyes, tears falling as you do and Pete steps closer to you again.
"Nothing about you is hideous. Nothing about you could ever be hideous."
His fingertips lightly graze your stomach, feeling each mark that you had tried so hard to hide and you pull away.
"Y/N, look at me."
He says, practically begging.
You open your eyes and look into his, noticing that he has tears in his as well.
"You are beautiful. You are perfect. I love you just exactly the way you are. Please, don't hide yourself away from me."
You step closer to him again and he pulls you into his arms.
"Those marks, they are a part of you. Because of that, they are beautiful."
He kisses the top of your head as you hold him tightly.
"What did I do to deserve you? How do I deserve how amazing you are to me?"
You finally say, feeling so much better about your body.
"I ask myself the same thing when it comes to you everyday."
He replies and in that moment, you realize just how much you both love and need eachother.
Hi can you do a little blurb about morning cuddles with pete🥺
You had woken up to a cold and empty bed.
You and your boyfriend Pete had a huge fight the night before, resulting in you leaving his place and going back to yours.
Sighing, you check your phone and see that he had been calling and texting you for hours after you left.
'I'm sorry ok? Just come back please.'
'Baby, I know you're angry but I don't want to fight anymore. I miss you.'
The messages go on and on until you finally get to the last one that came in a few hours before.
'I'm sorry. I love you. Come back to me when you're ready. I'll wait as long as you need.'
Reading the last message, all you want is to go to him, to be in his arms.
You get up, throw on some shoes and head out to your car.
As you pull up to his house, you know he is probably still asleep and after last nights fight, you could use some more sleep yourself.
You quietly unlock the door and sneak in being extra careful not not knock anything over in the darkness.
His bedroom door was slightly open and you peak inside to see him crashed out on the bed.
You take off your shoes and climb in, cuddling up to his side, falling asleep almost instantly.
"You came back."
You hear Pete say in a deep groggy filled voice a few hours later.
"Always."
You reply, barely awake yourself.
He gently pulls you closer to him holding you in his arms for the remainder of the morning until the two of you finally pull yourself out of bed to get some much needed food.
Can u do a one shot where CE is a single dad and he falls in love with his next door neighbour who just moved in :)
You walked across the lawn that connected yours and your nextdoor neighbor, Chris' houses and knock on the door.
"Y/N!"
Chris' three year old daughter opens the door and jumps up and down until you pick her up.
"Hi, Clara!"
You say happily, carrying the little girl inside.
"Where's daddy?"
"Kitchen!"
Chris calls out and the two of you make your way to the kitchen.
You had moves in next door three months before, meeting Chris and Clara when he had offered to help you move some boxes.
The three of you hit it off quickly and had become pretty good friends in the relatively short time.
"Smells good. Where'd you order it from?"
You jokingly ask, setting Clara on the counter in front of you.
"Haha very funny. Be nice or Clara and I will eat the whole thing by ourselves."
"Daddy! It's not nice not to share!"
Clara says, looking back at her father.
And Chris nods in defeat.
"Come on, Clara. Lets go wash you up for dinner."
You pick up the little girl and place her on your hip before turning back to Chris and sticking your tongue out at him.
Once dinner was on the table, the three of you sit down and dig in, you taking time to cut up Clara's food first.
Chris watches you closely, smiling at the sweet interactions between you and his daughter.
"What?"
You ask when you catch him staring.
"Nothing."
He smiles and goes back to his food.
"Daddy, can Y/N watch a movie with us?"
Clara asks after dinner while you and Chris were cleaning up.
"I don't know baby, it's close to bedtime."
Chris shoots you a 'help me' look when Clara begins to pout.
"Hey, princess. If you give up the movie tonight, I double pinky promise that this weekend we can have a big movie blowout. Pizza, candy...all the works!"
You crouch down to her level and hold out both of your pinkys for the promise.
Once the promise was made, she rushes off to her room to get ready for bed, leaving you and Chris alone in the kitchen again.
"Sorry, I should have asked you before I promised her."
Chris shakes his head.
"It's alright. I probably would have promised her more."
You both laugh.
"You're really good with her."
He says a few minutes later and you smile.
"She's a great kid. Probably because she has such a great dad."
The mood in the room changes from fun loving to longing as the two of you stare at eachother, both feeling the same thing yet neither of you knowing what to do about it.
"Y/N..."
Chris breathes out, closing the distance between you.
"Y/N, will you tuck me in?"
You hear Clara call out.
"Go. I'll finish this."
He says and you head off to Clara, thinking about what had almost just happened.
Nearly half an hour later, Clara was asleep and you walk oit to the living room to find Chris waiting for you.
"She's out. I uh, should probably go."
You say, grabbing your keys from the table.
"Yeah, alright. I'll see you later."
He says with a small and sad smile.
"Y/N, wait."
Just as you are about to reach for the door, Chris calls after you, grabbing your arm and turning you back towards him.
Before you can say a word, his lips were on yours.
You drop your keys and wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.
"I love you."
He whispers when the kiss ends, placing his forehead against yours.
It was a shock to hear, you never thinking that he could ever be interested in you but since the day you had met him, you began falling for him.
"I love you too."
You reply, placing your hand on his cheek and kissing him again.
ok, i’ve had this idea but i’m illiterate (obviously not but i can’t write for shit). if you’re taking requests and you like the idea, i’d love to see henry taking care of a drunk reader. like maybe they’re friends/neighbors and he finds her struggling to unlock a door. and it’s just like super sweet and fluffy
"Are you sure you can get in by yourself?"
Your friends as as the Uber pulls up in front of your house.
"I got this. Don't worry."
You wave them off, your words slurring heavily as you get out of the car and stumble up towards your front door.
It had been months since you had had a girls night out so when your friends had pitched the idea, you jumped at the chance.
When the day finally came, you took extra time, picking out the perfect outfit, doing your makeup and hair, wanting to look absolutely perfect.
The night started off slow, dinner at a nearby restaurant, you and your friends catching up on eachothers lives while you lined your stomachs for the copious amounts of alcohol you were planning to consume.
Now, hours later, it seems as though the food was nothing more than an aid to the alcohol currently inhabiting what feels like your entire body.
You make it to your front door, only falling on the grass once and begin to feel around in your bag for your keys.
Once you find them, you pull them out and begin to curse as none of them seem to want to go into the lock.
"Need some help there?"
You are startled when you hear a voice off to the side and turn to see your next door neighbor, Henry standing there.
"Key won't work."
You mumble, looking down into your hand to see the keys weren't there anymore.
"Might help if they weren't on the ground."
He laughs and picks them up, finding the correct key before unlocking your front door and helping you in.
"Wow, you're magic."
You say, honestly in awe of the fact that he was able to open your door with ease.
"Don't tell anyone."
He jokes and sets you on your couch, heading to the kitchen for some water.
"Here love, drink this."
Henry hands you the glass and you take a few sips.
"How much did you drink tonight?"
He asks, taking off your heels.
"So much."
You reply, your stomach beginning to turn.
"Uh oh."
You get up and run towards the bathroom, Henry right behind you to help navigate.
"I'll be back alright? Don't move."
Henry says as your head was buried in the toilet.
He runs back to his place, locking everything up and grabbing Kal before returning to your a minute later, not surprised to find you still emptying the contents of your stomach.
"Kal, lay down."
Henry says to the dog and goes back to the bathroom, looking through the cabinets for a bottle of aspirin.
"Oh my god."
You whine, flushing the toilet and sitting back against the tub.
"You think it's all out?"
He asks, lowering himself down next to you.
"I really hope so."
You reply, laying your head against his arm.
"Think you can drink some water and take some aspirin?"
You nod and he gets up to grab your forgotten glass in the living room, making a stop in the kitchen for an ice pack before returning to you.
"Thank you."
You say as he hands you the water and pills.
"Of course. If I hadn't heard you, you would still be trying to get into your house."
He jokes, sitting back next to you, putting the ice back on the back of your neck.
"You think you can make it to bed?"
He asks a while later when he was sure you weren't going to get sick again.
"Mmhmm"
Henry looks over and sees that you are nearly asleep already and carefully gets up then picks you up and carries you to your bed, tucking you in before placing a trash can next to your bed just in case.
He makes his way back to your living room where Kal was sleeping and lays down on the couch, deciding to stay just in case you needed him in the middle of the night.
You wake up late the next day to the smell of food and against your bodies wishes, pull yourself out of bed to see what was going on.
"Henry?"
Henry turns from the stove with a smile.
"Well hi there. How are you feeling?"
He asks and you cringe a bit from the volume of his voice.
"Like my head got run over by a semi truck."
You reply, sitting down at the table as he hands you a fresh cup of coffee.
"Don't take this the wrong way but what are you doing here?"
You ask.
"You don't remember?"
You shake your head.
"I heard you come home last night and came to check on you. You couldn't open the door and I helped you. You got sick and once you went to sleep, I figured I should probably stick around just in case you needed me. Kal and I slept on the couch."
