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All Series/Works Masterlist:

I'm going to compile my series masterlists & any standalone pieces that I write in this post (at least for now). The look of the list will change as I write more. Happy reading!

Please assume that ALL works are 18+

  • All reader pairings are written as female readers unless otherwise stated in the description

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  • 15 Chapters (word count - approx. 47k)

Story Summary: The youngest Earp sibling joins her older brothers in Tombstone with the hope that the new climate will ease her consumption/tuberculosis symptoms and reconnect her family.  But as she settles into this new life, will she find something worth living for? Someone who can tame the loneliness? --------------------------------------------- (Series) By Your Side: Rhett Abbott x reader (completed)

  • 23 Chapters (word count - 115k)

Story Description: Returning to Wabang was never something that Y/N had planned on, but with the loss of her father leaving her the sole owner of her family’s farm she must go back. Time spent at home forces Y/N to face the people she left behind. Will Y/N be able to navigate the murky waters of her past and present as the lines between them blur? 

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(One-shot) One More Ride: Rhett Abbot x Reader

(18+ MDNI) Rhett & Y/N spend their last night in Wabang together. Pushing away the weight of the world by falling into one another's arms. 

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(One-shot) When does it stop?: Jake Seresin x original character (reference to Bradley Bradshaw x original character)

  • Word Count - 397

Based on the thought of what would have happened if Bradley had been married before the Uranium mission, and Jake had been unable to save him and Maverick.

________________________________ (One-shot) Coming Home: Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia x Reader

  • Word Count - approx. 5k

Story Summary: Mickey and Y/N are visiting Y/N’s hometown while away on leave. Shockingly, the pair find themselves invited to her childhood friend’s Halloween gathering. This might sound like a dream, but it’s been four years since Y/N’s had any real contact with her friend, but with a little encouragement she decided to face her fears and go. While Y/N expects awkwardness to ensue, she certainly never expected to catch a raging case of baby fever.  

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  • Word Count: approx. 3k

Story Summary: After years of dancing around their feelings for one another, Y/N and Bob find their way back to one another at a community potluck.

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(Mini-series - Completed)

  • Word Count: approx. 6k

Story Summary: Y/N and Jake have been friends since their time at the Naval Academy. The two of them acting as each others’ refuge during every up and down. But when a death in the family rocks Y/N’s foundation the two are forced to acknowledge the reality that their feelings for one another go far beyond just a friendship.

(One-Shot) The Case (18+ MDNI) Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

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Y/N Kazansky is many things. A loyal daughter, a world-class fighter pilot, and a fierce protector of those she holds most dear. But beyond the shiny exterior is a wounded woman looking to find her way back to the life she'd known and loved. When a mission brings her back to Top Gun, she is forced to confront the sins of her past while focusing on the uncertain future falling into place in front of her. 

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Left with the dying wish of her husband, Y/N finds herself in Birmingham in search of one Thomas Shelby. Old wounds for both will be brought to light as the pair finds a way to heal from the hurt of the past together.

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(One-shot) Every Part of You - Aziraphale x Reader

(One-shot) Ineffable Agony - Aziraphale x Reader x Crowley (gender neutral reader)

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Imagine getting high at a party with Billy and Eddie for the first time, and it makes you really horny

“Baby, how is it you’re best friends with Eddie ‘The Stoner’ Munson and you’ve never smoked,” Billy teased you, his strong hand holding your exposed upper thigh.

He winks at you cheekily as he takes the joint from Eddie.

“It’s because y/n is ‘little miss innocent’, some how I haven’t managed to corrupt her enough.”

Eddie was also being flirty with you tonight, his arm going across your shoulders as he leaned in close to your face.

“Come on, sweet girl, we’ll take care of you,” Billy’s seductive voice whispered in your ear, his hand rubbing up and down your thigh.

Though the party above you was still loud even in the dimly lit basement, your beating heart was some how louder. The old couch didn’t leave much room as both men’s bodies caged you in, their body heat and alluring stares going straight to your core.

“Okay,” you gingerly whisper, taking the joint from Billy’s fingers.

“Good girl,” Eddie hotly whispers against your ear, followed by an alluring kiss to your neck.

Both their eyes stared at you intensely as you nervously took a small drag from the shared joint. You all sat their a moment as you took a few more hits, letting the high sink into you.

Suddenly your body was hyper-aware of Eddie’s ring-clad fingers tracing against your collar bone, and Billy’s warm hands against your inner thighs.

“How you feeling, sweet girl?” Eddie’s warm breath against your neck affected you even more then it usually did.

Before your brain could catch up with your body, your parted lips let out a breathy moan. You’d hope they hadn’t heard it, but the way their hands gripped against your body and the moans that followed from them told you otherwise.

“Fuck, baby, guess you feel pretty good, huh,” Billy moaned in your ear.

Looking into his smouldering eyes, you can’t help but whimper at his touch.

“You need us to look after you, baby girl?”

Turning to Eddie, he was even closer to you then before, his lips only a whisper from yours.

“Please…”

Both men let out deep moans at your plea.

Billy began to leave open mouthed kisses your neck, as his fingers traced along the front of your panties, an embarrassing amount of wetness already gathered there.

“Fuck, baby girl, you’re soaked already!” Billy growled against your neck.

You couldn’t help but moan out in both pleasure and embarrassment, sinking further into the couch.

“You gonna let me take off your panties, sweetheart? Let Eddie and me make yah feel real good. I see the way you stare at his rings. Bet you’ve thought about how they’d feel against your little pussy.”

“Awww, is that true, pretty girl? You thought about my fingers inside your little pussy? Fuck I know I have.”

“Me too. Thought about lots of things to do with your pussy, baby.”

Their dirty words mixed with the hazy drugs was setting your body on fire, and you found yourself grinding against the couch and Billy’s hand.

“Please… please…”

Those words seemed to be all you could stutter out, your body becoming more and more desperate. Your moans caused both boys to chuckle as they helped you out of your panties.

Both men held open a leg each, your skirt flipped up and legs bent wide open. With Eddie’s two strong fingers inside you and Billy’s finger tip against your clit, you’re turned into a quaking moaning mess.

“Fuck, princess. Lucky the parties so loud, otherwise everyone would hear what a little slut you are.”

Your mind was hazed with pleasure and drug-induced dizziness that you could barely register the blondes taunt. All you could do was grind and moan as both men made your body tingle and heat.

“You gonna cum for us, baby?” Eddie teased in your ear.

You couldn’t form words, all you could do was desperately nod your head, your hips frantically bucking against their skilled fingers.

The heat built in your core until it was all too much. Cumming against their fingers with a loud moan, your head thrown back against the couch. Both men just watch in awe as you come down from your high grinding against their hands.

Praise and sweet names fill your fuzzy head as both men cover you with sweet kisses.

🥵🔥🥵

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Still Alive: Dr. Jack Abbot x Reader

Part 2 of Still Life

Synopsis: Delivery complications during the birth of your son leave Jack caught between grief and hope, life and loss. In the stillness that follows, those who witnessed it begin to confront their own silent trauma, navigating recovery, healing and bonding with a newborn.

Warnings: Angst, but also comfort this time; Very graphic descriptions of a traumatic birth, massive blood loss, life support, mentions of maternal death stats, abortion, overall pretty heavy, please take care!!

Word count: 3.4k+

A/n: Can you tell I'm incredibly passionate about reproductive health and bodily autonomy!! This turned a bit political... whoops!

😭🥺 Yup... I love it! This was such an awesome follow and the perfect ending!

Source: quickestgold
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Still Life: Dr. Jack Abbot x Reader

Synopsis: Jack always expects the unexpected, both as a doctor and a partner. But when your water breaks during a citywide blackout, the pressure to deliver your baby safely grows with each contraction, trapping you, him and Robby in a single, still moment of life and loss.

Warnings: Angst, as always; Pregnant reader; Features a graphic, traumatic birth > Similar to the birth scene in the show. Pls don’t read if this sounds too heavy for you!! (everyone lives)

Word count: 2.7k+

A/n: Yes, this is a cliché baby-born-in-an-elevator story, but the show gave us Abbot/Robby x Elevator and Collins mentioned getting stuck while giving birth, sooo what can I say, we're here now, aren't we. Something something about the enclosed space being a metaphor for birth etc. I’m also very passionate about raising awareness for birth trauma / birth related injuries + these are my emotional support sad boys, so I had to… Enjoy <3

Well... this was incredible! I really do second the desire for another part (I'd die for the happy ending), but this is awesome even on its own!

Source: quickestgold
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Anonymous asked:

Can I request a story about going to a party with Billy and he gets like superrrrr wasted and really touchy and clingy to his girlfriend xx

not me finding this buried in my drafts

warnings: slight groping? drunk billy

CLINGY BOY, billy hargrove

The music is loud, the bass vibrating through the floor as bodies press together in the humid, smoke-filled air of the party. You’re used to these kinds of nights with Billy—fast cars, reckless laughter, and parties where he soaks up attention like it’s his lifeline. But tonight, he’s already a few drinks past tipsy, and you can tell by the way he’s all over you.

Billy has always been touchy, but when he’s drunk? It’s a whole different level.

His arm is wrapped tight around your waist, fingers digging into your hip as he tugs you closer. You’re standing in the crowded kitchen, trying to grab a drink, but he’s making it difficult. His lips are at your ear, breath hot and heavy as he slurs, “You’re so fuckin’ hot, babe. Can’t believe you’re mine.”

You chuckle, shaking your head. “Billy, you’re wasted.”

He groans dramatically, nuzzling into the curve of your neck. “Don’t care,” he mumbles. “Just wanna touch you.”

And he does. His hands wander over your thick thighs, up your waist, and settle on your ass, giving it a squeeze that earns him a glare from the guy trying to get past you in the cramped kitchen. You roll your eyes and swat his hand, but he just smirks, completely unbothered.

“You’re embarrassing yourself,” you tease, even as warmth creeps up your neck.

“Don’t care,” he says again, grinning lazily. “Love this ass.”

You try to pull away, but Billy whines—actually whines—and grips your hips tighter. “Stay,” he pleads, leaning his forehead against yours. His curls are damp with sweat, and there’s a sheen of alcohol-induced heat on his tanned skin. His blue eyes, usually sharp and full of mischief, are heavy-lidded as they roam your face. “Hate when you’re not touching me.”

You sigh but smile despite yourself. “You’re such a needy drunk.”

He pouts—an honest-to-god pout—before wrapping his arms around you and practically lifting you onto the counter so he can wedge himself between your thick thighs. “Yeah? And you love it,” he smirks, hands running up your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh like it’s his favorite thing in the world.

You exhale sharply when his fingers sneak under the hem of your dress, dangerously close to making a scene in front of the entire party. “Billy,” you hiss, slapping his hand away.

He huffs, resting his head against your chest, his big hands still holding onto your thighs possessively. “Just wanna be close to you,” he murmurs, voice softer now, almost vulnerable. “You’re so warm.”

You run your fingers through his curls, letting him nuzzle against you. It’s moments like this that remind you Billy isn’t just all bravado and attitude—he’s just a boy who wants to be loved. And, god help you, you love him.

“You’re gonna be so hungover tomorrow,” you whisper, pressing a kiss to his temple.

He hums contentedly, arms tightening around you. “Don’t care,” he says for the third time that night. “Long as you’re there when I wake up.”

You roll your eyes, but your heart clenches in your chest. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s get you home, clingy boy.”

He grins against your skin, slurring, “Only if you cuddle me.”

You sigh dramatically, already knowing you’re going to give in. “Fine, but you owe me breakfast.”

Billy lifts his head, grinning like he just won the lottery. “Deal.”

And with that, you help your drunken, touchy boyfriend stumble out of the party, knowing damn well he’s going to be an absolute mess tomorrow—but he’s your mess, and that’s all that matters.

The next morning, you sit across from Billy in a diner, sipping on your milkshake as he slumps against the window, sunglasses perched on his nose, looking like death itself. He’s barely alive, nursing a cup of coffee as if it holds the meaning of life, and he grumbles under his breath every few minutes, probably cursing himself for drinking so much.

Meanwhile, you’re wide awake, babbling away about all the gossip you picked up at the party. “And you won’t believe this—Steve and Nancy? Back together. Can you imagine? After all that drama?”

Billy hums noncommittally, rubbing his temple. His other hand rests on your thick thigh, fingers absentmindedly tracing circles as he lets you talk. He’s not really listening, but he knows better than to complain—this is his price to pay for being the clingiest drunk in Hawkins.

You poke his arm playfully. “Are you even listening?”

Another low hum. “Mhm.”

Rolling your eyes, you take another sip of your milkshake. “You’re just mad Steve’s still winning at life.”

Billy finally cracks an eye open from behind his sunglasses, smirking lazily. “The only thing I care about winning is you,” he rasps, giving your thigh a firm squeeze under the table.

You roll your eyes again, but your cheeks warm as he grins at your reaction. He may be a pain in the ass, but he’s your pain in the ass.

“Drink your coffee, clingy boy,” you mutter, and he just hums, rubbing your leg as he accepts his fate—hungover, at your mercy, and completely, hopelessly yours.

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I know he's really in the morally gray zone in the show, but I love seeing Billy written with a soft side. Him being clingy and in love is fabulous!

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the vanishing of holly wheeler

mike’s reliving some memories… memories that will hears for the first time

Mature content

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Steddie x Babysitter!Reader Part 2

This won’t really make much sense unless you’ve read Part 1 which you can find here

Warnings: age gap relationship (reader is 20, Eddie & Steve are in their mid-late thirties), smut (minors dni), unprotected p in v, oral (m receiving) unprotected p in a, fingering, angst, swearing, alcohol use, smoking

A/N: phew! This has been a labour of love, I never in a million years anticipated the reaction to part 1, so I really felt the pressure with the follow up! I hope it lives up to your expectations 🤞🏻 it’s a lil more angsty than part 1, so buckle up for some drama 🖤 there will be at least 1 more part, so keep your eyes peeled for updates on part 3! 13.7k————————————————————————

Sunlight seeps through the gaps in the blinds, warm golden light falling across your face in a gentle caress. Your heavy lids lift slightly, but the light dazzles you and you squeeze them shut again, turning to bury your face in the pillow. You breathe in deeply through your nose, savouring the smell of the fabric. A mix of laundry powder, expensive cologne, and hair products. With your back now to the window your brave another peek, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and blinking slowly. The expanse of bed before you is empty. The sheets are rumpled, a dent on the other side of the pillow where Steve’s head had rested. But no sign of the man himself. You frown, rolling carefully onto you back and looking to your left. You smile at the sight before you, a naked Eddie sprawled out on his stomach, his face turned towards you, smushed into the soft pillow. His hair is wild and frizzy, some laying down his back with a few curls sticking up in the air. You chuckle to yourself as he snores softly, lips shining with a hint of drool that darkens the fabric beneath his face. You lay still, listening out for any signs of life in the house. But it’s quiet, the only sound is Eddie’s deep breathing and the rustle of the bed sheets as you stretch out your bare limbs, being careful not to wake him.

🥺... so so good! Spicy and sweet! Love it!

Mature content: Sexual themes

This post may contain content not suitable for all audiences.

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Steddie X Babysitter!Reader

So I may or may not have become obsessed with a few older!eddie and older!steve x babysitter fics, and it inspired me to write this 🖤 didn’t intend for it to be quite so long but I couldn’t stop myself once I got going!

Warnings: age gap (reader is 20, Eddie & Steve are mid-late thirties), smut - oral m & f receiving, fingering, unprotected p in v, masturbation, mentions of smoking and mild alcohol use

A/N: This fic is my baby it’s honestly taken me forever so I hope u like it 🖤 this is a modern AU, lots of fluff, slow burn vibes, friends to lovers (more like employers to friends to lovers I guess?) feedback is very much appreciated! 16.5k

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The wrought iron gates tower above you, the metal twisted at the top in elegant spirals finished with sharp points. Behind them a long winding driveway leads to an impressive home, all ebony black wood and enormous shining windows.

Pressing the button on the intercom you wait anxiously until a voice cuts through the static.

“Hello?”

“Um hi. It’s Y/N.”

“Oh hi Y/N! Come on in.”

A loud buzz makes you jump, and slowly the gates begin to pull open. You climb back into your car, making your way up the drive. You park next to a very expensive looking BMW, cringing at the sight of your own vehicle besides it, marked with dents and scrapes, the bumper held on with duct tape.

Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you bend down to check your reflection in the wing mirror, smoothing your hair in place to make you look more presentable. You approach the front door, reaching for the bell but before you can ring it the door swings open, revealing your potential new employer.

Certified hood classssiccccc😩

I'm a whore... really and truly! And this... holy fuck... it was incredible! 🥵🔥🥵

Our Time Is Limited: Part IV (18+)

Pairing: Geta x Reader and Platonic!Caracalla x Reader

Synopsis: With Caracalla falling deeper into this illness, Geta and Reader are yet again forced to confront the hardships of caring for him. Torn emotionally, Reader finally allows herself to find comfort in Geta, admitting the depth of the feelings she harbors for him. The pair find comfort in each other both physically and emotionally, neither one is fully whole without the other.

Warnings: SMUT(like a lot of it compared to the other chapters)+ wounds/wound care + use of opium as medicine

A/N: I'm alive! Work and illness took me the fuck out! I'm so sorry this took a while, but I think it turned out really well! I had to let it cook for a while and did a decent bit of rewriting, but I think it paid off. I love these guys so much! We aren't quite done with this story! As always, I apologize for any mistakes.

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𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫  

part one | part two | part three

summary you’re a single mom living three trailers down. eddie thinks you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. queue lunch break visits, rocky road ice cream, a too-big bouquet, and the rainbow connection.

warnings teen mom!reader, fem!reader, r is junie’s birth mother, fluff, hurt/comfort, eddie being a total girl dad (<3), mutual pining, yearning etc, tw for not having much money, general mom struggles :(, slowburn friends to lovers, tw talk of dying (and past lives)

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You're dozing against the back wall in the kitchen when Benny clears his throat. The grease back here while he's cooking tends to get pretty thick and you're tired to begin with. It's a recipe for nodding off. 

Flinching into a proper standing position, you give your boss an apologetic smile. "What?" you ask, blinking hard. 

"Your boy's here." 

"My boy?" 

"Curly hair, tattoos. Looks like he hasn't showered this week. Or any week, actually." Benny laughs, a chesty, self-satisfied chuckle. 

You rush to his side, careful of the spitting hot grill, and follow his gaze out of the kitchen window. Eddie's about two seconds away from opening the glass door, clad in his smart work uniform. 

"He's not my boy," you say. 

Benny scrapes his spatula across the grill's bubbling surface and flips a burger. "If he's the reason you're tired today, you can consider him banned. He's ruining my best waitress." 

"I'm your only waitress." The door opens. Eddie stops in the doorway and casts his gaze around the room. You hide behind the wall and fuss with your hair. "And no, he's not keeping me up. It's Junie." Isn't it always Junie? She's your baby and you adore her, but that doesn't mean she's getting any easier to handle. The terrible twos are persevering with a ferocity you can't quite withstand, or at the very least sleep through. 

"He eating?" Benny asks. 

"I'll go find out." 

You wipe the oil from your nose and grimace as you walk out into the actual seating area of the diner. It's empty but for one person and Eddie, who grins when he sees you. 

"Hey, sweet thing." 

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫  

part one | part two

summary you're a single mom living three trailers down. eddie thinks you're the prettiest girl he's ever seen. now friends, you, eddie and junie take a trip to the city. queue oreos with double the cream, a sock related mishap, a display of strength, storybooks, matching pajamas, a velveteen rabbit and a tray of cupcakes to eat on the drive home [15k]

warnings teen mom!reader, fem!reader, r is junie's birth mother, fluff, hurt/comfort, eddie being a total girl dad (<3), mutual pining, yearning etc, tw for not having much money, general mom struggles :(, slowburn friends to lovers, eddie’s mom implied to have passed away, mention of past falsely presumed self-harm (not graphic, just baby eddie scratching a rash and wayne worrying), hair tourniquet + intense panic

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Eddie doesn't mean to come knocking. He's staring at the ceiling with an open tray of Oreos on his chest, chewing through the boredom of a Monday evening and the pain of an aching back when he thinks of you and Junie. 

Toddlers like cookies, right?

He shoves his socked feet into poorly laced converse and turns out all the lights as he leaves. The door slams shut behind him, a rattling of metal ringing into the crisp night while he takes his steps two at a time. 

He starts up the street to your trailer and slows as your home comes into view. The lights are on, the curtains open. You stand in the middle of the room with your eyes closed, stretching to one side with your arms held high above your head. He can see the moment your back pops, see the tension of the day slip away just slightly. The exposed stretch of your tummy shines in the light.

You say something to Junie. He decides to stop acting like a stalker and bumps up your steps, hesitating at the door with a sinking feeling in his stomach. 

What the fuck was he going to say? Hey, guys, I brought a half-eaten tray of cookies. Um. Because I missed you both? Sorry if that's weird? 

"What kind of loser…" he scathes. He doesn't finish, bringing his hand to the door and knocking with a haphazard explanation waiting on the tip of his tongue. 

You open the door a short few seconds later. You smile wide, wide enough to open the yawning gap in his chest all over again. Tonight when he goes home he'll have to close it like he has to so often lately after seeing you. Pretend his feelings for you – whatever they are – are smaller, less terrifying. 

I just them together so much! ❤️❤️❤️

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𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 

summary you're a single mom living three trailers down. eddie thinks you're the prettiest girl he's ever seen. queue smiley face oatmeal, grossly misused power tools, desserts on the living room floor, a haircut, and an abundance of nerd metaphors [15k]

warnings teen mom!reader, fem!reader, r is junie's birth mother, fluff, hurt/comfort, eddie ends up being a total girl dad (<3), mutual pining, yearning etc, tw for not having much money, general loneliness, mentions of a shitty/traumatic pregnancy, general mom struggles :(, slowburn friends to lovers, you wash eddie's hair!!!! this was low-key requested by anon

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Eddie opens the door and finds a little girl on the steps of his house. Little girl feels generous – she's barely more than a baby. In a set of tiny matching pajamas and white socks stained green from the morning grass, she looks up at him with wide, sad eyes. 

"Hey," he says carefully. "Hey, sweetheart." 

"Good morning," she says, though it comes out blurry.

"Good morning," he repeats with a breathless laugh, instantly endeared.

He curls his hand around the railing and squats down. She really is very cute and obviously well looked after, although he realises upon closer inspection that she's been crying. 

"Where's your mommy?" Eddie feels silly as he asks, but what else do you say when you find kids by themselves? 

He's not really expecting her to know the answer. She pouts her small mouth and Eddie freezes up. 

"Mommy.” Her breath quivers. 

"Don't cry," he says very gently.

It doesn't work, obviously, and she starts whimpering in a way that turns Eddie's heart entirely. 

"Let's find mommy, okay? Do you wanna do that? Wanna come and find mommy with me?" 

"Yes," she says, though it quickly draws up into a sharp cry. 

Eddie treks down the stairs and turns back, waiting. The little girl looks down at the steps and her eyebrows furrow as she places one foot after the other, looking like her socks are stuck to a fly trap. 

He holds his hand out. "You got it," he says encouragingly, wiggling his fingers. 

Her relief is palpable. Her brows smooth as she takes his hand, so small he can cover her entire palm with the meat of his thumb. She wobbles down the steps and then hesitates at the damp ground awaiting. 

Eddie drops his gaze to her wet feet.

So sweet I got a toothache 🥰

I... I god I love this so fucking much!

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