SYNOPSIS: After 4 months of night shifts, and an accidental bonding with the widowed attending, fleeting days out after extensive shifts and feelings that grow into an unnamed relationship with a man who refuses to acknowledge anything - you finally switch back to day shifts. Now, it becomes harder to find where you stand in the life of the night attending, and whether or not there really was anything at all.
𖦹°⋆ next to a chapter means it includes a written part!
TAGLIST CLOSED
CHAPTERS:
╰┈➤ background info & extra context!
⋆˚࿔ CH.1 GOONETTE RETURNS
⋆˚࿔ CH.2 MOMMYS SICK, BABY
⋆˚࿔ CH.3 DOUBLE STANDARDS 𖦹°⋆
⋆˚࿔ CH.4 HOLD YOUR HEAD
⋆˚࿔ CH.5 AIRING OUT
⋆˚࿔ CH.6 yikes…. 𖦹°⋆
⋆˚࿔ CH.7 THE MORNING AFTER (LOSING ALL YOUR FRIENDS)
⋆˚࿔ CH.8 NEVER LOOKING BACK!!
⋆˚࿔ CH.9 ALWAYS COMES TOO LATE…
⋆˚࿔ CH.10 JACK ABBOT IS OVER PARTY
⋆˚࿔ CH.11 TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY, BREAK MY HEART
⋆˚࿔ CH.12 RUMOUR HAS IT
⋆˚࿔ CH.13 GOONETTE RETURNS (AGAIN!)
⋆˚࿔. CH.14 10/10 BAD IDEA!!
⋆˚࿔. CH.15 CONFRONTATION
CONTENT WARNINGS BELOW THE CUT!
Content warning throughout: hurt/comfort in last chapters, implied neurodivergent! reader (can be read by people with neurodivergence as it’s not major or a plot line :) , mentions of mental health issues, miscommunication (?), reader is an anxious mess, author trying to be funny & overuse of reaction pics 😣, jack lowk an ass for a bit, probably OOC (i tried my best but this is my first time doing any writing for the public!)
i tried not to use any ships! i know some people get put off fics bc they don’t like ships within it . There is also mentions of Mohabbot in earlier chapters FOR THE PLOT!!!
A/N: Hii! iim actually shitting myself bc i have crippling RSD and im terrified somebody’s gonna dookie on my ass for this - lowk have no idea how writers do tag lists or masterlists or anything because im slow so gimme a sec 🥹 Im also currently doing my A levels (yes im aware jack abbot is like 30 years older than me i do NOT gaf) & working so pls be patient with me if i get slow — i have 4 chapters planned atm. im not really a dedicated soul & this may get forgotten and unfinished. peer pressure me and send me aggressive DMS and i’ll comply!
ray's love notes: hello everyone!! this is my first time ever writing for tumblr other than a matter a fact anyplace :) which means its also the first time I'm writing smut, I am open to literally any feedback on my writing and keep in mind English is not my first language!! and I hope you enjoy my obsession with this man as well ^^ (ps this is not proof read since I wrote this in two hours)
warnings ❤︎ : smut (MINORS DNI!!), kinda mean max, mentions of alcohol, non protected sex (stay safe and put that rubber on!), f receiving oral, p in v..etc
4:30 am..
You didn't remember how exactly you got here…outside your ex's penthouse, you just knew you were emotionally drained and needed your mind turned off
You knew you didnt exactly look your best right now..
A hoodie over a flimsy dress with a broken heel in hand didn't exactly scream sexy..neither did your smudged up makeup
But you had to see him
Him…your max..
You two had been broken up for a year because of maxs job, after all he was a world champion driving formula 1s equivalent to a tractor so it was no surprise he was very happy coming home after every race
He never yelled at you or anything god no! But it eventually got to him…the ego..the press…and eventually the distancing. The shift was immediate, the max who used to come home just for a cuddle was gone..the max who would softly press kisses into that sweet curve of your shoulder ...that max that would whisper dutch to your ear when he knew you were close..
“Kom op...je kunt toch wel wat meer aan, hè?”
eventually the pressure got to him and that all stopped…the break up was imminent
But here you were again
You couldn't tell what was louder the nocks on the door from your knuckles or the beating of your heart against your ribs
You found out when the door opened
Definitely your heart.
“y/n…?” and just like that you saw him again…and something came crashing. Max was standing at the door, sweatpants low and a scruffed up shirt, by his hair you could tell hed been laying in bed before this…worse than helmet hair..you remember telling him once
Max obviously looked confused but eventually signed
“Come here…come on i cant let you wait outside looking like that…come on..”
You take off the other heel before entering and max is already taking them from you, he's not expecting to speak…you look like you've been through enough already
He doesn't look mad or discussed like you'd anticipated him to be either
Just tired
..and concerned
You watch him disappear into the bathroom for a secound before he comes back with a wet cloth “get on the counter…dont look at me like that you know what counter” and you did.. The one you'd sit on as you watched him make eggs..and burn them
Max got tired of watching you just stand there feeling sorry for yourself so he picked you up and set you down on the counter “..never listen do you..” he murmurs, he softly brushes the cloth over your cheeks to take off all that smudged makeup “no need for all this anyway” you heard him grumble “4 am out of anytime you choose 4am to come??” another unanswered grumble
And when he finished he tossed the cloth out and looked at you
“Are you gonna explain yourself or is it normal for my ex girlfriends to show up at my door step in the middle of the night now?”
He crosses his hands
Suddenly when it was your turn to talk your voice felt you've never even heard of water
“I- i donno how i got here really”
“Thats not really reassuring y/n.”
“I donno! One second i was at the club-”
He laughs cruelly
“Oh great so your drunk?”
You shoot him a look
“Drunk? What no! Max i just- i dont know why i came i just- ive been stressed! And the girls wanted to take me out a little or something-? And i just needed to clear my mind!-”
Your rambling was cut off by max coming closer
“So you missed me?”
“No!”
“Oh really so if i offered to clear that pretty mind of yours you'd say no?”
You pause and flush red…god no you'd never decline that but..what if he was just making fun?! What if he was teasing-
You thoughts were yet again cut off by his hand on your thigh
“You think too much baby..”
You couldn't help it…his name just-
“Max…”
-slipped..
And thats all he needed
He softly put you down from the counter and ran a hand in your hair just…observing your face….you can see how much his features had softened
“Mm..i meant what i said about all that makeup..tsk tsk..Lieverd…jij luistert nooit naar orders, hè?”
You melt to his touch..you feel guilty for it but you cant help it
“...i did miss you..”
“Good girl..dat is een begin om de waarheid te vertellen.”
He leans in and just brushes you lip, when he gets a whimper from that he finally gives in and kisses you…and ohh god your knees almost give out
You don't even notice that he's guiding you away to his room until you break the kiss from the fall to the bed
Maxs hands travel up to your hoodie softly slipping it off to reveal the dress that had a wine stain mark on it “..messy..” you hear him whisper “yet another thing you dont need..” he tugs at the strap letting it snap down on your skin
Max took off your clothes in a slow lazily way that both killed you and made you wetter at the look of him
When you were finally naked layed out for him he only removed his shirt before palming one breast teasing your nipple in between two of his fingers
“Used to have this body memorized…lets see if muscle memory kicks in yet..”
He lets his fingers slip down to your folds
“..hmp..easy…you where always easy why am i surprised..”
You hear his cruel laugh
“Okay come on, buck those hips up a little..”
His hands knead your thighs as he pulls them apart and presses a biting kiss on your inner thigh you couldn't help a small “ah!-” in surprise, but all that was silenced by his tongue…ohh his sweet tongue…he slowly licked up to the small bud of nerves and circled his, he took his time with you
Meanwhile his fingers where doing the work of prepping you…one finger…two…three…four-
“Max! I- i cant do more! God i just- need you!!”
You cry out and you finally see him feel bad
“Fine…fine ill give you what you need”
He lets his leaking dick free and slaps it onto your folds with a groan
“Just like that…just lay that pretty head down i got it”
His tip teased your entrance before filling you by getting thrusted in
“max!-”
You let out a loud moan
“Yeah yeah baby i got you just relax..”
Even his voice was thick and sooner or later he started to move in a satisfying rhythm
He layed on you as he thrusted in and held your leg up to get better access, you heard him whisper…
“This pussy missed me didnt it..?”
“Bet you've just been waiting for an excuse to come back home..”
“Ik voel precies hoeveel je dit gemist hebt…”
And just like that your back arched into him and you let out a huge moan rolling your eyes back
Max came not a long time after you
“Ah- y/n- tight- ahhh yeah just like that…”
He milked himself deep inside you before pulling out to watch his cum pool out your pussy
“Ill never get over this sight..”
He leand back down and kissed your temple…he could tell he over did it and you where excused
“Perfect..want me to get another cloth to clean you up baby…? Then a nice nap in our bed how about that?”
He murmurs as he peppers your skin with apologetic kisses
You where too lazily too reply..honetly too fucked out of your mind..
“Mm..yeah..”
He smiles at your response and gives you one last peck on your lips before he gets up
A little later when you were all clean, Max tucked you into his arms and kissed your forehead “i dreamed about the day you'd come back to me…” you smiled softly against his arm “maybe i dont have to leave…yk after all this..”
first chap of the winterhawk hunger games au is upppp!!
read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66684628/chapters/172045111
excerpt:
In his head, Clint beseeches every deity he’s ever heard even a whisper of to please spare him, that he’s so close, if only he could- Maria slips a leather clad hand into the bowl and pulls out a folded slip before uncurling it and reading out the name. He feels it before he even processes what has been said. “Clinton Barton.”
I may or may not be currently working on my first fic.
And it was one which was suggested by @neddie97cherry , about my Jackson J. Genrette au.
There's gonna be a bit about his home life and what it's like to live with his mother and grandfather, but it is mainly about how he and user first met..
Hey all!
Just posted chapter one of my very first multi chapter fic! It’s a Lady D x fem!reader :)! The first chapter is a tad slow, mind you, but im hoping you all enjoy!
(I’m also hoping it’s actually posted lmao, it’s taken me like three attempts to get it to show up in my works section)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 15/?
Fandom: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen/Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra)
Characters: Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Aged-Up Character(s), Explicit Sexual Content, Light Dom/sub
Summary:
Aemond knows revenge is a dish best served cold, and he's been waiting a long time to serve his nephew this meal.
Felix discovers minecraft and gives a tour to a very intrigued Ace. (1.1k words)
If you prefer to read on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40888431
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
“Hot chocolate love?”
“Yes please” Felix doesn’t look up from the screen on his lap as he calls back. He hears a chuckle from the kitchen at his answer, then the sound of the kettle starting to boil.
“What’re you doing in there?”
Felix looks up now, noticing Ace stood in the doorway to the kitchen smiling at him.
Felix smiles back at the man looking over at him. He’s sat with his legs tucked up on the sofa and his laptop resting on his lap, the volume only slightly turned up.
“Building.”
“Building?” Ace steps onto the carpeted floor of their living room to turn on the lamp in the corner, lighting up the room that was starting to get dark.
Felix nods “mhm”
With another small laugh, Ace strolls back into their kitchen and out of sight. Felix can hear him begin to pour their drinks and silently turns his focus back to his game.
After a few more minutes, Felix hears the flip of the kitchen light being switched off. Ace walks back into the room with a steaming mug in each hand and moves over to where Felix is sat on their sofa. He places the mugs down onto the small table in front of where Felix is sat, then sits down beside him. “Hey”
Felix looks up and places a kiss onto Ace’s cheek, the other beaming at the display of affection.
The tv is turned on and showing some random channel, though Felix isn’t paying any attention to it. Ace leans forward to grab the remote from the table and turns the volume down so that it’s just a small noise in the background, then returns his attention to the man beside him.
“So, building huh?” He tucks his knees up onto the sofa, similar to Felix’s current position, and leans over to rest his head on the German’s shoulder.
“Minecraft.” Felix points to the laptop screen which Ace squints at, managing to make out that Felix’s character is stood in a fully decorated room, seemingly a bedroom.
“I didn’t know you played video games” he smirks, “so, what do you do?”
Smiling brightly at Ace’s willingness to listen to him explain, Felix begins to talk. “You build” he starts “things like houses”.
Felix wouldn’t describe himself as someone who liked to play games, far from it actually. He’d hadn’t played a video game since he was a kid, but recently he’d discovered minecraft. The game had seemed peaceful and happy, Felix noticing that he could simply play it alone and build things, which intrigued him enough to download it.
For the past two days, he’d been working silently on creating a small wooden house and garden. The grass surrounding his house was covered in small yellow flowers and he’d even added a set of oak fences now filled with small rabbits.
“This is your house sweetheart?”
“It is. I’ve been building it, but i think it’s done”
Ace nods, “Can you show me around? Give me a look at what you’ve been spending your time on instead of giving me attention?”
Felix laughs, he loves this man.
“Okay.”
He starts to move his character around, showing Ace everything that he’d built and decorated over the last two days. He introduces him to his two dogs, still unnamed as he admits that he focussed a lot more on the building of his house, then gives him a tour of the garden.
While Felix continues to show Ace around, Ace holds his mug with two hands, bringing it up to his mouth to blow on it, cooling it down before taking a sip. He continues to watch the screen, showing genuine interest in the things he was being shown, full attention on what Felix was saying.
Until Felix returns back to the room he started in, the bedroom.
“The windowsill is pretty”
Felix doesn’t say anything to this, and when Ace looks up he spots the blush spreading across the others face.
“What? I like the flowers.”
Ace is referring to the five potted flowers by the window, the colours varying.
Felix doesn’t turn his attention away from the screen, “I- erm..yes” he clears his throat, and Ace laughs at the idea that his own husband is still nervous around him.
“They’re for you”
“For me? Oh amore you didn’t have to!” Ace smiles his signature smile and presses a kiss to Felix’s forehead. “Thank you.”
“Of course. I had to search to find the right colours, they’re the same as..” His eyes flick to their real windowsill, the curtains still open showing the crescent moon outside. Resting on the window, there’s a clear vase with a few flowers in some water. Red, yellow, blue, pink and white. The same colours as each of the flowers in Felix’s minecraft house.
The flowers in their window had been a gift from Ace to Felix. He’d brought them about a week ago, surprising the blonde when he arrived home from a long day at work. It had been a rough week, the night before having Felix sobbing into Ace’s chest.
And Ace had just comforted him. Sat with him and held him just to make sure that he would be okay. He didn’t try to stop him or convince him that his feelings were irrational, but instead reminded him that he would always be there by his side, and that whatever Felix needed he was willing to help him.
So when Felix had arrived home the next day, Ace had grabbed his hand and brought him over to the window where the arrangement of flowers sat.
Now, it seems, Felix had wanted to do something similar for him.
They weren’t real flowers, and Felix hadn’t gone anywhere to get them, but clearly he had put a lot of thought into the small gift, and Ace appreciated it just as much as he would a real flower.
“I love you” he beams, his attention turning away from the flowers and over to Felix. Felix Richter. Wow, he was perfect.
Felix finally moves the laptop away and closes it, the screen going dark. He’s still blushing, but he isn’t as nervous, leaning forward to kiss the other.
He then rests his head against Ace’s, both smiling.
“I love you too”
He’s clearly holding back a yawn.
“But i am tired”
Ace laughs and pulls Felix into a hug, “let’s get you to bed, sleepy”
And as they’re walking together up to their room, drinks abandoned in the dark of the living room, Ace turns his head one last time to look at the flowers.
