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sliding into me while i'm asleep so i wake up with a smile and pvssy full of cvm knowing you couldn't help yourself
#lotta somno planned#yapping.txt#bd/sm blog#bd/sm kink#cnc somno#somno k!nk#cnc k!nk#cnc free use#needy slvt#k!nk blog#k!nk community#nsft sub#nsft concept#bd/sm community
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bugs I found under a rock
#GOD I LOVE THEM SM#IM SO FIXATED ON DANDYS WORLD RN#especially glisten#dandys world#dandys world fanart#dandys world glisten#dw glisten#dw rodger#dandys world rodger#reflectivedetective#feel free to take the doodle as platonic tho I like them either way#satellites art tag <3#I have more less speedy art of them planned :3#plus ome requests from friends from other characters lined up
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hey guys get ur day nine of techno doodles days be missing because i am consumed by the craft (i wanna make a pretty base one day and post it here but i am always sidetracked)
#art !!#mcyt fanart !!#technoblade#or like doodle more like#on another note I HAVE SM FREE TIME BUT I AM ?????#like where is th free time going hello#come bavk please#like been planning on watch8ng goodomensss for likw... two months now#actually#tumblr users give me strength ‼️‼️i am watching it today 🫵💥💥💥💥💥💥💪⭐💪⭐finally my friend can talk to me ab it nd we can b insanr toget
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Hi so uh
Self Insert TMA Avatar OC, I G U E S S ?
@nyx1n1te did the drawing (THANK YOU SO MUCH SO PRETTY :DDDD)

Name: Geneva
Pronouns: she/her they/them
Fear: Hmm I Wonder What Her Entity Could Be????
Don't have a *cool* name like The Archivist or w h a t e v e r so just Geneva for now
Basically someone does something horrendous or whatever and wants to keep it a secret but Geneva saw it, but don't worry, it's "Our Little Secret".
Then everyone seems to start making odd little pokes at what you did, like everyone knows your secret, Our Little Secret. Killed someone and buried their body in the woods? General murder and killing references like "I could KILL for some ___" and also talking about like "out in the woods", and it gradually increases more and more until they admit to what they did and it turns out no one knew until you said. Now they do all know. Everyone Knows What You Did.
She can be found in the form seen above (thanks again nyx) around the nearest water source and she sees in the same way as the bad Don't Hex the Water thing. She prefers Water Towers because high up and so vantage point (doesn't need it, just seems fitting).
Oh also the wraps have writing on the inside, of which is the secrets that Geneva knows, but only ever the current secrets, when everyone knows she no longer has that wrap. Always has her ears, nose, and mouth covered.
ok thanks BAI
#tma#the magnus archives#avatar of the eye#oc#self insert oc#She ALWAYS has enough wraps to be decent you Freaksters#thank you nyx for the drawing sm :3#I will be taking suggestions for a c o o l n a m e if thats fitting#Not really planning to do any statement stuff myself as it is.#feel free to use#dont really expect anyone would want to but if you do just lmk and credit me
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(Belated) Happy Birthday Yui! 🥰🥰 His birthday is on July 1 haha The twins waited for him to finish working on his machines to celebrate but...he never really finished until morning. Anyway, I followed the theme of selfies that Amano-sensei's art exhibit photocards had for this!
#khr#khre#khr oc#oc#einart#yorimitsu yui#ninomiya kanako#ninomiya kurumi#rosa (oc)#oniyanagi#thank u csp assets for the bg#hmmm i think i'll follow the selfie theme for kanarumi's as well#not much yapping in the tags i have LOTS of wips to get to 🫡🫡 it's so good to be free from study jail im doing sm planning and prep#in terms of both irl and hobby stuff
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i need more people to ask about my daughter so please observe her 💜💜💜
#i havent drawn her or updated her profile in ages tbh ough#ive designed a haircut for her as im planning a return arc so maybe i should get to that hmm#but anyways. please perceive her 💜#(..and everyone else in that folder i have more kids actually lmao)#but yeah feel free to send more asks or whatever i love talking about her i love her sm ;;#night is an absolute mess on main
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OCs AS OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS Pt. 2 + MUSIC MONTUESDAY;
I was tagged by @perpetuagf to answer these questions for a new oc, as well as being tagged by @simonxriley @corvosattano + @marivenah to post songs relating to my wips - so I merged them! Thank you my beloveds🤍
Tagging: @risingsh0t @sstewyhosseini @chuckhansen @roofgeese @unholymilf @florbelles @arklay @captmactavish @shellibisshe @simonxriley @queennymeria @nokstella @mrdekarios @thedeadthree @jacobseed @jackiesarch @heroofpenamstan @dameayliins @jillvalentinesday @shadowglens @fenharel @alexxmason @yurgir @malefiicarum + @baldurians
Chika x Kakashi Playlist || Obscure OC Associations Pt. 1 || Character Page

SONGS:
Sorry - Halsey
Sorry Mom x - Halflives
Big Girls Don’t Cry - Fergie
Lethal Woman - Dove Cameron
thenineteenseventyfive - Push Baby
Fly on the Wall - Miley Cyrus
ANIMAL: squirrels, dogs, pigs
COLORS: cream, black, forest green, sand
MONTH: april
NUMBER: 29, 3, 1
PLANTS: Japanese maple, flowering quince, any medicinal and/or poisonous plants
SMELLS: antiseptic solution, dust, soil
TIME OF DAY: twilight, early morning
GEMSTONE: emerald
SEASON: warm summers
PLACES: densely packed forest, sandstorms, around a campfire
FOOD: bocchan dango, mochi, onigiri, miso soup
DRINKS: black tea, small amounts of sake, milk, water
ELEMENT: earth, air
ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: taurus
SEASONING: ponzu, katsuobushi, karashi, mild spices
WEATHER: light rain, soft breeze
SKY: clouded skies or half moon skies
MAGICAL POWER: medical nin, summoning, transforming, secret jutsu: poisoned blood
WEAPON: acupuncture needles, poisoned needles, kunai, paper bombs
SOCIAL MEDIA: 100% a Reddit gal. Would stalk the shit outta people and find EVERY piece of info about them lmao
MAKEUP PRODUCT: opaque eyeshadow, eyeliner, intense blush/face paint, dark lipstick
CANDY: dorayaki (red bean pancakes), higashi, castella
METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: running lmao, summoning jutsu (in difficult situations), expandable cloth to fly/glide like a squirrel
ART STYLE: minimalism, baroque
FEAR: causing comrades/friends deaths, being a leader, failing at what she’s good at/known for (ie saving lives), confined spaces (yknow… being buried alive and all)
MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: tailed beasts (muhahahahaha)
PIECE OF STATIONARY: pencil (can do sm but is v fragile), scrolls
THREE EMOJIS: 🐿️🍃🩻
CELESTIAL BODY: Neptune, Pluto, crescent moons
#tagged*#oc: chika hoki#perpetuagf#simonxriley#corvosattano#marivenah#brain rot going STRONG#been planning her secret jutsu for ages now#considering I related her to a clan that is from the universe but didn’t have a specified secret jutsu!#so I got free reign muhahahaha#so yes I’ve decided she has poisoned blood that she uses on her weapons#and another reason why her father/clan fears her sm#cus she doesn’t activate it until she’s older#cus no one in the clan would teach her how to use it#so she’s self taught/helped by Shizune and Tsunade to make it her own and draw it out#another reason why she’s so pail cus she uses her own blood when needed#god it all ties together now!!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE SPACE RACCOON, EDEN !!
#.ooc#[ it's 26th here where i am !!#IT'S EDEN'S FIRST BIRTHDAY !!#HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MENACING RACCOON I LOVE YOU SM#PLS FEEL FREE TO SEND ANY B-DAY ASKS FOR HER !! I SHALL PRIORITIZE THEM !#aaaaaah i can't believe i've written her for a year already#when i picked her up i never planned for her to take over my brain but i have no regrets. none at all#yOU'VE BROUGHT ME SO MUCH JOY MY GIRL I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU DEARLY ]
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Doodle I did of my girl Juliet earlier
#keese draws#lobotomy corporation#oc art#not super happy with this but I do enjoy looking at her so I can lower my standards for her#at least I feel like I have a better idea of her general shapes now#I spent hours and hours today on the lob corp grind and I think Im Finally ready to actually move forward with they story#Ive also been thinking abt my nuggets during their lor eras and thats been fun#in particular its been fun to think abt my ogs because half of them are experiencing their crash from finally being free from lob corp hell#and the other half are like frolicking in fields and making friendship bracelets and have made peace with their past and upcoming futures#and that half is the half that are all just godawful people who do not deserve that peace and happiness while the people they actively#traumatized are just left to deal with it#this is mostly abt juliet and loki they both suck I love them sm <3#juliet is the one thats caused more active harm tho since shes that type of boss that will obsess over those she thinks have ~potential~#and once youve caught her attention you are guaranteed to have a horrible time as she will get what she wants out of you no matter what#she doesn't even work on abnormalities anymore just just breaths down ppls necks and fights when need be#loki is very similar in that regard he puts a lot of pressure on his team to provide the results he wants#hes less likely to like. directly psychologically torture those who are under him. but he still isnt a good boss.#hes also more openly rude and disrespectful towards those around him because while neither respect anyone but eachother#loki much more frequently openly states that fact to ppls faces because he feels like everyone around him is wasting his time#now loki actually does legitimately like a few other ppl he works with which is smth that cant rly be said for juliet#but hes also the one whos always on team 'lets murder the newbies for science' so y'know#ding is like his least favorite person here and its like 30% because he specifically accepted her into the info department because he#planned on getting her killed to finish off some research on a tool abno that was being worked on#but she survived the process so now she just like actually works here and he despises her despite the fact that shes rly good at her job#juliet doesn't usually send ger guys to die on purpose but if they do die she doesn't care#she simply feels that if they die early they were weak links anyways#she will still be 'nice' to newbies and to all of her coworkers for that matter but she still has quite the bad reputation regardless#some newbies do fall for her polite act but anyone whos been here for more than like a few days knows that she doesn't give a shit abt them#theyre both doing fine in lor theyre just like we may have lost everything but at least we have eachother :) (mason wants to strangle them)
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how about 10?
10: how do you deal with art-block?
Redrawing old stuff! No thinking required and also seeing my improvement helps motivate me :33 besides that I also rlly like going through pinterest boards for outfits I had saved to draw my ocs in!!
I also have tabs on my fav books of scenes that made me want to draw or scenes that felt really colorful in my mind while reading, so if I'm feeling emotional I'll look through those as well!! THANK YOU FOR THE ASK AGXHXHFv
#malik's asks#WRITING BLOCK HOWEVER .#tragedy#ive redrawn sm stuff that ive resorted to redrawing the redraws#“old” could range from i drew this when i was 4 to i drew this last week also lmao#OHHHALSO !!!wait let me add yhis on the post#ilove drawing my ocs you guys dont understand I loveYOU MASHA AND NAREENA AND SOKAR YOU MEAN THE WORLDDDD TO ME#the art i do of them is like ?? i dont wanna say more abstract idont think its that serious but like#their story isnt rlly planned out well so its . IM GOING MORE FOR A FEELING THAN ANYTHING YK !!!#its about religion its about the gaping lack of faith and the abudance of it its about sisterhood and what it means to hate your family but#never let them go its about obsession mistaken for love and love mistaken for obsession !!!! its about masha and yet it was never about her#tags r my dairy <3 i can say whatever tbe hell i want down here its like a free journal
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pence pence
#txt#miss her#hhhhh#no more pence pence until july...#i hope i can buy her plushie#shes probably stupidly bad to cuddle w bc shes just a stick.but idc#ill never ever ever ever everrr have night paranoia again if shes there.w me.#depending on how it goes cuz my moms got a degree in hot n cold love bombing parenting i might be able to afford more than just her#idk what else id get tho.depends on what new merch drops w her n whats still in stock#i might save some actually#wait fuck if my plan works ill be getting money atleast monthly i can just keep biying stuff#OH MY GOD I NEED TO MAKE THIS PLAN WORK ID GET SM FREEDOM!!! IF THEY RELEASE L.ACEY G.AME MERCH AGAIN#I CAN FINALLY FUCKING BUY SOME!!! ILL BE FREE FREE FREE !!!#haha lol freedom thats smth pences NEVER getting hashtag gotem
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gonna try and get on my desktop and ps5 later to play & record some games so if anyone has any gif requests feel free to send any ! 💖
#especially the mw reboot games (campaign or operator skins etc) or the evil dead game because i already have a lot already recorded#oh and original mw2 & all the uncharted games because i refuse to uninstall them ever 💖#but if i’ve giffed it before feel free to request anything#it just may take a bit longer because i probably have to redownload it (blaming mwiii for making me uninstall so much to make room for it)#i also know i still need to make some gifs of the classic price skin but i just keep forgetting#oooh and i finally allowed myself to buy roze’s ‘roze and thorn’ bundle the other day because my new job is officially all mine 🥳#i love her sm and that skin omg 😍#so i def already have plans to make gifs…even though i literally never see anyone on here talk about her 😔#a crime really#(speaking of characters that never get talked about…seeing no one talking about my man zero is also a major crime honestly)#…..omg ok bye i’m done rambling now 😅
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Fuck it, we ball, I hope that disrespectful anon gets hemorrhoids and they can't get them removed until next year, AND that their insurance doesn't cover it. I'm here thinking about your Omega idea where omegas normally do the pursuing, but with a slight twist; the boys being the omegas. An alpha who is for sure down bad for the boys, but thinks "ah, theyre out of my league, I should be aiming lower, manage my expectations". Only 141 is just as down bad for them, and they're doing everything just short of screaming "PICK UP ON THE HINTS, COME INTO OUR HOUSE AND BEDS AND LIVES AND STAY FOREVER PLEASE"
Johnny is about to say fuck decorum and just show up in reader's house wearing nothing but a ribbon and a tag that says 'free to a good home' (your home is the good one, please keep him, there is no receipt so you can't return him).
Price has the brain cell normally in terms of trying to gently coax you into getting you to say you're into them, he has a 15 step plan that may or may not involve using his various contacts to get you spending more time in close proximity to them. Also he for some reason is always baking, he always comes over asking you for sugar? (He'll take any kind of 'sugar' you're willing to offer, he loves making a variety of cream pies)
Gaz is always gently inviting them to attend 'friend' things, things that could be a date but that he can excuse as 'well we're coworkers/friends/neighbors, we should get along :)'. It's just a coincidence that various other people seem to bail except for any of the other boys, now why don't you sit beside him so you guys can share popcorn at the movies (you both always seem to be reaching for it at the same time, if your fingers touched anymore you might as well be holding hands)
Simon is chasing off any omegas he thinks are a threat to them getting reader, that is THEIR alpha, paws OFF (rip to anyone reader was halfheartedly going on dates with, this man is gonna become those people's sleep paralysis demon)
Hope you enjoy!! :3 💕💕 i lovedddd writing this sm omg
See, the thing is, you’d always thought of yourself as a decent Alpha. Not overbearing, not egotistical, not a demanding freak- just capable and steady. But you weren’t extraordinary. Not the kind of Alpha Omegas like them would look at twice. And so, while you worked alongside the men of Task Force 141 you convinced yourself to be content with just admiring them from a distance.
You couldn’t help it. They were perfect, as far as you were concerned. Perfect, and fully out of your league.
Surely, Omegas like them would want someone better. Someone stronger. You’d told yourself that so many times it was practically your mantra, the only way you’d be able to stop yourself from pursuing them. They deserved someone more charismatic, more confident- an Alpha who could match their brilliance. Not someone like you, fumbling through conversations with them, struggling to keep your feelings in check.
But they’d already decided. They didn’t need a flashy Alpha or someone who tried too hard. What they wanted was you. The only problem? You didn’t seem to realize it, no matter how obvious they made it.
John took the lead, naturally. He knew you were cautious and perhaps a little insecure when it came to relationships (it was fucking visible in you, silly Alpha. He scoffs each time you draw back, frustrated), so he made it his mission to draw you in- slowly and subtly. His plan was meticulous: get you comfortable, build trust, and create opportunities for you to spend more time with them so you’d see that they only want you.
Maybe then you’d break out of that stupid shell you’ve put yourself in.
He’d started baking regularly, a habit you hadn’t even known he had. At least once a week, he’d show up at your place with a tin of cookies, a loaf of fresh bread, or a perfectly golden pie. “Thought I’d share,” he’d say casually, though the slight smirk tugging at his lips told a different story. He peers at you, letting his scent coil just a bit more. “I hope you don’t mind the amount of cream. I happen to like cream pies a lot.”
The way to an Alpha’s heart is through their stomach, and all that.
If he wasn’t offering you baked goods, he was asking for your help to make said baked goods. “Ran out of sugar again,” he’d sigh, handing you an empty container. “Mind sparing a bit?”
It was ridiculous, downright unbelievable how often he supposedly ran out of baking supplies. But his visits became a highlight of your week, and the lingering looks he gave you left your heart pounding long after he was gone.
The one time he’d handfed you, watching you lick the syrup from his fingers with half-lidded eyes, still lives in your mind rent-free.
Kyle took a softer, more personal approach. He wasn’t above using the pretense of friendship to spend time with you, often inviting you to casual dates- grabbing coffee, going to the movies, or just walking through town and shopping. Every invitation was framed innocently, but there was always a little extra effort behind it. He’d pick a movie he knew you’d like, suggest places he knew you’d find interesting, and ensure that others you unfortunately knew joined just enough to make it seem less like a date.
Somehow, though, those other people always mysteriously canceled. It was never anything dramatic- just a sudden cold, a scheduling conflict, or a “something came up, sorry.” Eventually, it would be just you and a very smug Kyle, sitting close enough that your knees brushed or reaching for popcorn at the same time. Once, right as the bowl emptied and you both reached for it, Kyle simply thought fuck it and held your hand.
On one occasion, you both shared a bowl of spaghetti and ended up with the scene from the Lady and the Tramp.
It was so painfully obvious to everyone.
Except you.
“It’s not a coincidence,” Kyle muttered to Johnny one evening after you left, both of them sitting in the spot you were in, bathing in the leftover warmth and scent. “How can they not notice?”
Speaking of Johnny; he’s barely keeping himself together. Subtlety in missions are a must sometimes, but he doesn’t want to that with you anymore. He was just so, so, so frustrated with your obliviousness. What more does he need to do to show you that he- that they- want you?
He’s been dropping so many hints; half-jokes about Omegas waiting begging to be swept off their feet, suggestive winks when you compliment him in that lovely, adoring tone of yours. Once, while watching a romantic tv show, he’d sighed loudly and very pointedly said: “If only someone would claim me.”
“If ye don’t figure it out soon,” he growled at the others one night, pacing back and forth like a wild beast and probably on his way to leave a dent in the carpet, “I’m showin’ up at their doorstep with nothin’ but a red bow, like some bloody Christmas prezzie, I swear to god.”
John sighs, rolling his eyes. “You do that, and I’m leaving you on their porch.”
“That’s exactly what I’m askin’ for!”
Simon took the quietest but most direct approach. Just not exactly direct towards you. While the others worked to get closer to you, Simon focused on eliminating what he saw as obstacles: other Omegas who thought you were free for the taking. It didn’t matter if they were serious or just someone you’d gone on a casual date with- Simon saw them all as threats.
He didn’t have to say much to scare them off. A single cold glare from across the room, sharp bursts of his scent, or a low, menacing comment was usually enough to send them packing. He didn’t care if it was excessive.
You were his Alpha. You were their Alpha, and no one else had a right to you.
But even Simon softened when it came to you. He couldn’t put all his thoughts, all his feelings into words, so he did them with his actions. Quiet protectiveness, gentle, careful touches. Moments of fleeting vulnerabilities shared between you and him.
He was always there for you. Even if you didn’t know you need him with you.
Still, despite all their efforts, you remained convinced that they weren’t interested.
In the end, to no one’s surprise, it’s Johnny who snaps. Johnny, so close to his heat, so absolutely done with your obliviousness and the Omegas that aren’t them talking with you when you should be only focused on them.
He doesn’t care; leaves the carefully made nest with your stolen shirts and none of the others stop him when he just. Drags your surprised self to the nest.
“Johnny! You-“
“I want you.” He hisses, bares his teeth all sharp and desperate. “We want you. And damn it, we will have you.”
And well, who are you to even say no when this is all you have wanted?
#noona.asks#cod x reader#cod#cod x you#tf 141 x reader#tf 141#tf 141 x you#john price x reader#cod omegaverse#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x you#ghost x reader#simon riley x you#simon riley x reader#kyle gaz garrick x you#kyle gaz garrick x reader#gaz x reader#gaz x you#soap x you#soap x reader#johnny soap mctavish x you#johnny soap mctavish x reader#poly!141 x reader#poly 141 x reader#poly!141#poly 141#call of duty x reader#cod imagines#noona.writes
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maria, i have an ideaaa!!
bimbo!assistant!reader goes on a date with a really shitty guy. and she sneaks away to the back door and calls hotch in the alley to come and save her (it’s also raining). she’s all wet and her makeup’s all ruined when hotch comes.
he then takes her back to his place and takes care of her… and… mushy soft fluffiness happens… and maybe feelings are confessed… and maybe a kiss or 2 happens…🥰💖
TALK ABOUT A BAD DATE - A.H
a/n: genius, genius, you are an absolute genius!!!!!!!!!!! this was probably my fav bimbo!reader fic to write <3 thank you sm for requesting
masterlist
pairings: aaron hotchner x bimbo!assistant!reader
warnings: um the rain takes out reader's shirt, so she does kinda flash him for a hot sec, hotch also blatantly checks out her ass, cuties being sickeningly cute, cuties kiss in 4k
wc: 2k
A perfect, flawless, stunning, never-been-done before outfit wasted on a loser of a guy. Your makeup had taken an hour alone, your hair—well, you didn't even want to think about it because you were certain you were starting to break out in hives.
You steadied yourself against the brick wall, the uneven asphalt beneath your heels threatening to take you down as you fished your phone from the depths of your purse.
You dialed the first number you could think of--Hotch's. His was also the only one you had memorized. The battery icon flashed a warning of five percent as you hunched beneath the alleyway's awning, trying to shield yourself from the rain. You desperately hoped he'd pick up.
There was frankly no plan B if he didn't. Go back inside and ask you so-called date for a ride? That was not an option. The moment he pulled up in one of those big trucks, with its deafening music and roaring engine, you regretted not driving yourself. After all, you were well aware what men were compensating for with a big truck.
"Hotchner."
His voice was gruff, the sound slightly distorted by the speaker. You imagined he had just walked through his door, despite the time being eight o'clock on a Friday night. He was presumably preparing to pour his routine glass of scotch.
"Sir, it's me," you said, attempting to ignore the relentless raindrops assaulting your makeup--a battle they seemed intent on winning. Clearly, the concept of setting spray was foreign to them. "Can I ask you for a favor? If you say yes, I pinky promise I'll stop rearranging your desk. I know you have a system, but it just looks so bland sometimes."
"I'm going to overlook that desk comment," he stated, his sigh audible through the phone. You could picture the pensive frown that came with it. "What do you need?"
You drew your lips into a tight line, looking down to watch the rain mock the effort you had put into your outfit.
"Can you come pick me up? Pretty please with sugar on top?"
"Pick you up? From where? Are you okay?"
You shivered slightly, your free hand instinctively rubbing warmth into your arm. You should've brought a jacket. The thought of sharing this evening's failings with your boss did not sound appealing, so you avoided most of his questions.
"I'll text you the location, okay?"
"Okay, yes, I'll be there. Just stay put."
You thanked him and followed that by a double promise to stay put (he didn't believe you the first time). You also told him you'd wait inside, which was less than truthful. The thought of getting drenched was far more attractive than the prospect of bumping in that women-hating boy again.
You didn't have to wait long, thankfully, spotting Hotch's car turn into the alley, the headlights flaring up like spotlights against your face. You used a manicured hand to shield your eyes, narrowing them against the glare. The distinct sound of a door opening and closing signaled his arrival, and soon, Hotch was striding towards you.
"Christ, get in the car," Hotch insisted, more a command than a suggestion.
He was by your side in an instant, his arm on yours as he opened your door and helped you in. Then, unexpectedly, he reached over you to fasten the seatbelt. You giggled, his hand pausing just above your thigh.
"What?"
The rain gently streamed over his perfect skin, his hair now saturated and plastered to his brow, his blue dress shirt bearing the brunt of the downpour.
"You don't trust me to buckle my own seatbelt?"
"I don't trust you with a lot of things." Completely false. "For instance, your choice of men." Completely true.
He clicked the seatbelt into place and swung the door shut, cutting off any chance of a response, then moved around the car to the driver's side.
You can't help but pout, even as your eyes traced the line of his jaw. "How'd you know?"
Any trace of annoyance vanished as quickly as it came as he placed a hand behind you, giving you an even better view of his profile while he reversed the car. Your focus shifted to the ripple of muscles under his shirt.
"I'm trained to know when someone is in distress and you practically spelled it out. The restaurant, the clothes..." His voice tapered off, disguising his pause with a cough while his gaze flickered over your outfit, his cheeks tinged with a fleck of red. "I've got a spare sweatshirt in the back if you need it."
You traced his line of sight to your chest. Emitting a small squeak, you quickly shielded yourself with your arms, realizing that your white top had become completely see through.
"Totally not embarassing," you say, pursing your lips as you unbuckle your seatbelt.
"It's fine," Hotch insists, but you don't miss how his eyes are now careful not to drift from the road. "Put your seatbelt back on."
"I can't reach the sweatshirt."
You shift to face the back, knees planted on your seat as you lean over to grab just the thing you were looking for. In the rearview mirror you catch the brief moment his eyes do stray, discreetly (or so he thought) sweeping over your ass.
A self-satisfied smile crept across you face as you slid back into your seat, slipping on the sweatshirt. It smelled like him—an intoxicating blend of aged leather and pine. You liked it. A lot.
"So do you wanna talk about it?"
You really didn't. With a sigh, you dug through your purse for your lip gloss. Flipping down the passenger mirror, you froze, confronting your reflection.
"Hotch, didn't you think to mention my face is all... smudgy?"
Your mascara (and setting spray) had betrayed you, leaving dark trails down your cheeks and a slightly unhinged look.
"Your face is perfect," Hotch remarks dryly, like he was tired of you, he undoubtedly was. You were a handful after all. "Why are you avoiding my question?"
You let out a delighted gasp.
"Did you just say my face is perfect?" Leaning over the console, you tap his nose with your finger. "You're just the sweetest."
The look Hotch gives you is flat, expectant as if he knows just what you were trying to do.
"Okay, okay, fine, it was just a terrible date. Like, Hotch, I'm talking disaster-level bad. He made fun of my job, ate like a toddler, and his truck? He wouldn't shut up about it." Your hands are now shuffling through the contents of your purse in a panic. "And now, I can't find my keys."
"Your house keys?"
A breath of frustration flows from you, fingers pulling through your hair as you nod. "Dang it."
You felt a slight unraveling in your usual poise, and the panicking that came with it. Hotch's hand landed on your shoulder, his thumb grazing across your collarbone.
"Hey, it's fine. It's late, and you're upset. You can stay at my place tonight, I'll crash on the couch, and we'll find your keys in the morning."
He made everything seem so simple.
"I'm not upset," you insist, lips pursing as you angle your body just enough to feel his touch more fully.
His hands felt right on you.
He chuckled quietly, his thumb tracing a path from your shoulder to brush away the solitary tear beneath your eye that you hadn't noticed before.
"Must be a raindrop," you shrug. Hotch's soft laugh tells you he doesn't quite buy it. "Are you sure you don't mind me staying over?"
"I'm certain."
"Okay."
"So why did your date make fun of your job?"
"Because," you start, your fingertip lazily sketching doodles on the misted car window, "when I was telling him about being an assistant and working for you, he implied that the only reason you hired me was so you had something pretty to look at."
"Well, he's not entirely wrong."
You let out a surprised giggle. "Hotch!"
You reach over the console, pinching his arm which he just laughed off, pulling into what you assumed was his driveway. You had never been to his house. It was nice. Really nice, the kind you'd find in movies—not imposing, but inviting, with its brick walls and stout brown pillars framing the porch.
You were even more surprised when you entered the house. The image you had of Hotch's house one of meticulous order, a place where you could hear the tick of a clock from rooms away. But this... this was a home. There were throw blankets casually draped over the couch, books overflowing, armchairs worn in just the right places.
You lean down, intent on stripping off the torturous heels, but a wobble has you teetering. Hotch is quick to step in.
"Here," he offers, lifting each foot in turn to his knee, skillfully undoing the straps and easing them off you.
Standing flat-footed, you suddenly feel much shorter, and you wonder if Hotch has ever seen you without them.
You look up at him, smiling cheekily. "My very own prince charming."
He ignored you and moved through the living room. "Do you want a pair of sweatpants?"
"Sharing clothes now, are we? I bet there's a clause against this in the employee handbook."
Hotch raises an eyebrow, "I don't think I need to remind you of the numerous times I've overlooked your creative interpretations of the handbook rules."
"So you're admitting to showing me favoritism?"
You plucked the sweatpants from his hands, not giving him an option to respond as you shuttled yourself into his bathroom. You changed quickly, trading your sopping wet clothes for Hotch's dry, warm ones.
You reentered the living room to find Hotch reclining on the couch with an ease that was new to your eyes. He, too, had slipped into something more comfortable—sweats and a form fitting grey long sleeve that threatened to distract you completely.
You dropped your purse onto the coffee table and settled next to him, maybe a little closer than you should have.
He let out a sound that was more a breath than a laugh, a sound that all the same made your heart flutter unexpectedly. "You've still got some, uh, makeup under your eyes."
He reached up to wipe it away with his thumb.
"It won't come off that way," you said, grabbing his wrist with a soft smile. "I have makeup wipes in my purse."
But he didn't hand you your bag like you would've thought, instead he dug through it, pulling out the wipes and starting to dab at your face. The softness of his touch felt disarmingly intimate, so gentle it coaxed your eyes to flutter more slowly, eyelids becoming more heavy.
Your head tilted downward and Hotch used his free hand to tilt it back up. "Stay still, or I'm going to poke your eye out."
"You're making me sleepy," you murmur, your voice a soft, drowsy hum, but then he moved the wipe to your lips and suddenly you were anything but.
He was even more gentle with your lips, if that was possible, wiping away the gloss like you were made of glass.
Your eyes snapped open, and you found yourself gazing into his warm, brown-sugared eyes, your heart thundering in your chest. You could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. How did you get so close? You weren't sure, but he was there, noses almost touching.
He pulled away the wipe, using his thumb to clean up left over gloss though you were sure there wasn't any. His hand paused there, resting on your lower lip like it was meant to be there. You felt every fiber of your being stand on high alert. You wondered what he was thinking.
Did he want to kiss you as much as you wanted to kiss him?
"Are you going to kiss me?" You asked, half-hopeful, half-daring, giving a microphone to your inner monologue.
He took a moment, eyes flickering from your lips to your eyes then back down again. "Yes."
It was certain. Like there was no doubt about it, but he didn't move.
"Okay, I'm ready," you breathed out, pulse roaring in your ears.
Hotch's laughter was a low and warm sound. You had heard it a lot tonight.
"You kill me," he said, and it wasn't patronizing—it was affectionate and genuine, and it made your whole body turn to mush.
Then his lips were on yours, and you were both laughing, the sound muffled by lips. It was tentative at first but it quickly morphed into something sweet and soft and perfect.
"Aren't you glad my date went terribly?" you mumbled into his soft skin.
"Devastatingly glad."
One thing was clear—Hotch was not going to end up sleeping on the couch tonight.
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I adore aurora sm, you have such a way with designs!! I'd love to know more about them if your willing to share
Hiii!!! Thanks for the ask, I'm really happy that so many people liked my little girl <3 So I've brought some sketches and some lore bits
SO, first of all, despite the meme i drew, Skyfire is the carrier and Starscream is the sire. Because I find it funny, and also Aurora is a shuttle. She was pretty big even before coming online, so... It was just logical for a bigger jet to carry her. Of course there was a possibility for creating a smaller sparkling but why risking at all.
Second, some lore: she was created before war. She was a planned sparkling, in my au (is this an au? what am i even doing.) Skystars are Conjunx Endura. They courted each other during their studentship and got engaged after becoming full-time scientists with degrees and stuff.
When Aurora became independent enough, these two resumed their space-travelling program, each time going further and further when their creation grew older. In said time, Starscream's trine committed the crime of baby sitting :)
plus their Academy friends sometimes, because the Trine also needed to work and stuff.
So yep. That's for the start, I guess. You're free to ask me anything, if you want to. I'll talk more about her anyway, she has quite a story.
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Princess Backpack | LN4 (SM AU!)
pairing: lando norris x biker!reader (they/she pronouns!)
summary: an f1 driver and a biker finally take their crushes off of social media
warning: minor suggestive if you squint
FC: none!
a/n: for @norrisleclercf1 as a treat for passing your exam!
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