#Goodmorning site

[gilmore-angel]

everything has changed | aaron hotchner x reader

swiftmas ♱ heyyy.... so this is super late😬. I am now on break so hopefully the future ones will be on time💋

summary ♱ working at a daycare has its perks, a big one being a certain single dad.

warnings ♱ awkward flirting, my lack of understanding how daycares are run, ooc aaron probably cause I haven't watched this show in forever

swiftmas ♱ navigation ♱ follow my library account @baysfics to see when I post!

loud. if you had to use one word to describe your job it would be loud. you of course loved your work, but being completely overwhelmed has become a normal thing.

the end of the day was always the hardest. trying to gather all of the kids items, putting shoes on, getting through checkout, and cleaning up afterwards.

one little boy in particular however made your job a bit easier. Jack Hotchner, an adorable three year old, was polite, well behaved, and sweet. his father, aaron hotchner, was serious but seemed nice.

all you new about him was he worked a lot, and rarely was the one to pick jack up. 90% of the time it was his aunt to come pick him up.

but today was different. when your coworker said jacks parent was here for pickup you help his little winter coat on and backpack and walked with him to the front desk for checkout.

there stood arron, dressed in his usual black suit. his jet black hair was shiny and put together like always. his blank almost cold expression shifted to a much happier one when he saw jack running towards him.

the little boy hugged his father's legs in greeting, receiving a hug in return. you smile as you walk up to aaron and pass him the drawing jack made in class today.

"jack wanted to make sure u gave this to you," aaron smiles softly and takes it, looking over the two little stick figures playing in the snow, representing them.

he glances back up at you, nodding once at you, "thank you. youre jacks main teacher, correct?"

his voice sounding so clear is surprising to you. the most you heard from him was a quiet goodmorning or bye. you would see him mutter words to jack, but they were only for jack to here. the fact he talked to you at all was completely out of the norm.

you feel your cheeks heat up, suddenly realizing now that you have to speak directly to him how handsome he really is.

you smile softly and nod, "yes, I am." you realize too late how awkward you sound.

he nods, reaching out his hand to shake yours, "jack talks about you a lot. you seem to be his favorite here."

your heart swells at that, knowing jack was your favorite too. your heart also skips a beat at the feeling of shaking his hand. his skin is rough, yet his touch is gentle.

"thats so sweet. he brings you up a ton too." your hand drops back to your side and you fiddle with your jeans, suddenly feeling very flustered, a butterfly party happening in your tummy.

he smiles, a bit brighter now. he picks up his son, who is growing more and more tired by the second. he glances away before meeting your eyes again. "I uh, I appreciate all you do for my son. I work a lot out of state so, knowing my son has a good place to go is uh, comforting."

your smile widens, and you chuckle softly, "it my pleasure. he's a great kid."

you both continue to hold eye contact, your breathing calming a bit. he has kind eyes. tired ones, yes, but kind. he finally breaks the little bit of silence by clearing his throat, glancing down.

"well uh, we should be heading out. thank you again." before you can speak again he walks out, son in his arms.

even after he has disappeared from your eye site, you continue to stand and tare at where he was. you almost feel giddy, like a teenager who just met their new crush. you snap out of your daze when you realize you still need to help with checkout. you quickly get back to it, but can't help but thinking that everything has changed.

[natsgrave]

YOU FORGOT YOUR CLOTHES | scarlett johansson

i'm so chill, but you make me jealous, but i got your heart skippin'. you know i'm not a bad girl but i do bad things with you. Professor!Scarlett x Student!Reader, legal age gap. ( v short one. ) i do not give permission for my work to be copied or translated on other sites. plagiarism is a crime! masterlist whispers of heartache m.list

Y/N'S POV

Me and Scarlett are secretly in a arrange marriage and we managed to keep it hidden from everyone.

It was no surprise that she felt nothing towards me but the cold treatment still hurts me sometimes, because this is not what I dreamt of and expect when I entered the married life.

You might say that I'm stupid but I fell in love with her already, it sucks but what can I do? Being married to her and living under the same roof for over 2 years, it's not impossible anymore.

To my surprise, I woke up first before her. Normally, when I open my eyes, she's already out of bed but not this time.

We might be in a arrange marriage and we— she maybe don't feel any love for me, but we still agreed to sleep on the same bed just like what married couples do.

I carefully climb out of bed and do my routine before heading downstairs and make breakfast.

Halfway through my cooking, I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Goodmorning, Y/N." She greeted with her morning raspy voice. "Goodmorning." I replied.

"How come you're awake already?" Scarlett asked. "This is what time I usually woke up, you're just really much of an early bird." I said putting the last pancake on the plate before putting it on the table.

"Hmm, you can cook." She said, stating the obvious.

"I do."

We start eating in silence, it wasn't uncomfortable anymore since it was everyday.

We eventually finish eating without much talking and just minding our own business. She took a shower in our room while I use the shower in our guest room. Once I'm done, I change into appropriate clothing, and head downstairs with my things I need.

"I'll see you at school." Scarlett said once she saw me walking down. "Sure." I shortly replied as she walked out of the door.

I made myself a food for lunch and made sure to check my things before leaving the house making sure to lock the door and walked towards the cab. ___

The drive wasn't really that long and before I even notice, the car stopped in front of my school.

I gave the driver my payment before exiting the car and walking directly to my classroom.

When I entered the room, frown instantly forms in my face and my bloods starting to boil.

I saw her flirting with one of the teachers. I know, I shouldn't be feeling like this but I can't stop. I let out a scoff before rolling my eyes and walking towards my seat.

After that seems like forever, the bitc— I mean the teacher finally left and she turned to face us and start her discussion.

I wasn't really paying attention, I don't know what is going on but seeing her flirt just makes me mad. I mean, come on, she's still married to me. I just let out a deep sigh and tried to forget about it, which is failed by the way.

"I want you all to get a partner for your project." I heard her say in a cold tone.

Everyone starts getting their own partners while I still haven't moved an inch when someone coughs beside me.

I look up and saw Gabriel, my suitor, standing there with a smile. For the record, I never entertained him. I'm loyal even though she's not.

"Hey, uhm, would you like to be my partner?" He shyly asked and I was about to say something when we heard a loud bang.

We look forward and there she is, looking at me with stern and cold look, "Sorry, accidentally dropped the book." Professor coldly said and I internally smirk before turning my gaze back to Gabriel. Two can play this game, Johansson.

"Yes, ofcourse! I would love to." I happily replied which made him smile and his face lightened.

Whatever his reply would be got instantly cut off when someone shouted and I know very well who it is.

"Okay! Seems like everyone's have a partner, the deadline will be on Friday and no extensions. That would be all for today, class dismissed." She said and gathered her things, "Oh, and by the way, Y/LN please come to my office after this. You forgot your clothes at my house last night." She casually said with innocent smile on her face while my jaw dropped.

Everyone is in shock too, and I saw her smirk before casually leaving the room like she didn't say anything.

What the fuck?

[kimmiessimmies]

A Taste of Honey

Autumn 07: Interview

Joining Molly and Phil on the sofa of Goodmorning Bridgeport for Talented Tuesday this week are James and Sadie from Honeycomb Valley-based pop-rock band "The Hot Wings". They talk about their band name, stage chemistry and their upcoming debut album: Phoenix!

This story update has been posted to Tumblr over the last two days. If you'd rather read the full interview in one go, without scrolling back and forth, you can do so on my WordPress site, by clicking here.

[bitchinbarzal]

can you write 75 "You know I'm a romantic at heart" with Elias please 💓💓💓💓

You didn’t expect Elias to do much for Valentine’s Day.

So when you woke up and found the house covered in balloon’s, rose petals and gifts you were shocked.

“Elias Pettersson what have you done?!” You yell out through the house.

He laughs “In the kitchen!”

You waddle through and find him cooking in the kitchen. He looks up and smiles at you

“Goodmorning, my gorgeous wife”

“What is all of this?” You marvel at the site of your kitchen counters which look like a hallmark movie set.

“You know I’m a romantic at heart and I wanted to make today special”

“You make everyday special” you mumbled, wrapping your arms around his waist and head placing on his chest.

“Only the best for my girl”

[chappellrroan]

Hello wife goodmorning wife I'm highly bored and dying here wife come back be here save me PLZ

wife hi good afternoon wife hi are you still interested in doom at your service 👀 wife hi i am back should we just listen to songs and cri wife hi where to watch netflix shows illegally give sites to this broke bitch pls

[pixiexbites]

goodmorning i wish i had a laptop so i can b on this stinki site more

[freckliedan]

goodmorning everybody i'm going to be adding some amazing commentary from the replies to the body of the post now too! barry, thank you so much for chiming in on this, i was really hoping to hear some of your thoughts - i always love seeing what you have to say on different subjects!

@milfygerard replied:

thats so cool bc thruout every crafts video ive been reminded specifically of wham city comedy who make these extrmely strange horror-comedy online series. It especially evokes The Circle, which is a sort of pseudo lovecraft adaptation cult story that heavily involves crafts and one of the most unsettling of wham citys pieces. im so curious if dnp know of their work, alan resnick of alantutorials and the adult swim infomercials is involved so its possible

thats of course looking past the obvious blair witch connection as a reference point, thoughtheres a strong difference in feel as dnp in slime are going into the situation knowing and fully aware of the final outcome compared to most found footage films which thrive in the uncomfortable unknowingness of the main characters involved. the deliberateness in the use and placing of the camera gives itself an entirely different form of fear and dread, as we are calmly being shown something horrifying, rhather than being dragged through with an equally terrified protaganist to work as audience insert

i hope you dont mind im fully taking over ur replies lol

my reply: i don't mind at all i absolutely adore hearing your thoughts!!! found footage horror and the agency of dnp is inherently super interesting i think bc of the vday video

milfygerard replied:

agency is often THE question in found footage horror. A motif in a lot of films (and a failure point for the lazy ones) is the question ok...but WHY are you still filming this? when it starts to get dark and scary why do you keep filming? Blair witch discusses this directly both with characters either insisting that the camera goes on or begging others (usually heather) to turn the camera off, and with conversations between Heather and Mike discussing how the camera is used as a form of disassociation, making everything "not quite real". Fictionalizing an event, or mentally removing yourself from it somehow is a great way to feel as though you have some power over it as you are interpreting existence through an outside source

this flows pretty perfectly into the internet and specifically the experience of creating youtube videos. There was a lot of found footage mockumentary-type online horror series hosted through yt as well as external sites and social media, but it also fits into nonfictional horror stories of youtubers filming through the worst times in their lives, or making long videos discussing them (why i left youtube anybody?) which allows for a direct narrativisation

however the other side is also the other side of found footage, which is that the youtuber isnt the only one present. Once you invite in an audience, the hold as much narrative power over your life as you do for better or worse

my reply: FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE! god that ties in the thematic exploration of control in interactive introverts too.

danandphilcrafts and the tarot's devil

a queer perspective

dan and phil crafts is a short horror film quartet created by famous queer youtubers dan howell and phil lester. there is intentional use of imagery from the devil tarot card in the climactic shot of this installment, as you can observe below:

(images used with permission from the wonderful @danrifics' post)

phil has a long history of including tarot on his channel in videos such as robot death machine (2009), PREDICTING MY FUTURE! (2017), PREDICTING DAN"S FUTURE! (2017), trying to predict 2021 (2020) shorts doing readings for astrological signs on lessamazingphil (2022), and in viewers pick my birthday gifts 2024 (2024).

as someone who's been both a fan and a tarot reader for over a decade, i find this nod to the devil card one of the most essential shots in communicating the complex themes addressed in this video and the craft series as a whole.

how so? i'll start with discussion of the devil tarot card and how it relates to the lovers.

in tarot, the lovers and the devil are both a part of the major arcana, the 22 cards representing more significant, intense & impactful life moments than the cards found in the minor arcana. they are two of very few major arcana cards that mirror each other visually: the other duos in the major arcana are the high priestess + hierophant and empress + emperor. 

in both other cases, the cards hold connected meanings as applied to different areas of life, but reflect a gendered difference - the high priestess and empress are women, and the emperor and hierophant are men. from this we can conclude two things. 

first is that the connected imagery between two cards connotates connected meaning. even without the connected imagery, these cards would be an inverse of one another; they're sibling cards, sharing the same numerology (6).

so what do the lovers symbolize? the lovers symbolize healthy, balanced relational connection, collaborative communication, choice, etc. their relationship is blessed/holy/watched over by an angel. 

the devil, on the other hand, symbolizes unhealthy relational connection, exploitation, addiction, hedonism, etc. the figure in this card is the demon baphomet, and the relationship is taboo.

the other conclusion we can take from the pattern of meaning found in visually similar cards is that the variation between these cards is related to gender/sex/sexuality. 

it is extremely straightforward to conclude that the couple in the devil card differs with the couple in the lovers card by being sexually deviant in some manner, and all forms of queerness fall under the umbrella of sexual deviance. 

baphomet as the specific demon in this card ads to the overall queerness associated with the devil. i am not able to speak about it at length as i am not an occultist, but you can read at length on wikipedia. i know i’ve read good posts about baphomet from occultists on tumblr, but am struggling to find those that go into detail. what i’m able to remember is this: depictions of baphomet always show her with a mix of sex characteristics, typically both breasts and a penis, making her either transgender or intersex.

(a baphomet post in line with the one i’m looking for)

my goal with this essay is a queer reading of the devil, though, not a reification of the societal norms regarding gender and sexuality as held when the rider waite smith deck was created in 1909. we can queer the devil by being critical of the institutions and social norms that name the deviance depicted in the devil as bad.

when doing this, the devil can become an empowering figure signifying acceptance of and actualization of queer sexuality, rejection of internalized homophobia and transphobia, freedom from normative expectations, solidarity taking action, and connection with/creation of community. 

you can see similar subversions of christian ideas of the devil in the work of lil nas x, particularly in the music video for MONTERO (call me by your name) - it’s a common queer theme. the rates at which satanic imagery and touch between two men appear increase both rapidly and in tandem with each successive video in the DanAndPhilCRAFTS back catalogue.

i'm not going to delve too deep into past videos, but i will mention that the horror in the first three exists largely in implication: the pentagram in glitter faces is has happened before and happens whether they're trying to make it or not; the "he" they are "friends" with in potato prints never appears onscreen.

tying this back to the devil as a card that stands in opposition to societal homophobia and gender roles, the first indications of this theme appear in DanAndPhilCRAFTS-Slime's opening still:

and the dialogue taking place from 0:17 to 0:24 of the video, which i've transcribed below.

DAN: We've had important events to prepare for. PHIL: I've been in a box. [footage of a presumably deceased PHIL from DanAndPhilCRAFTS - Potato Prints] DAN: They tried to stop us. PHIL: But they didn't.

from these two moments in the film, we can infer that the "they" who tried to stop dan and phil includes the church of england, and that phil's death at the end of the previous video was not permanent.

how does the story change if our baseline assumption is to trust its protagonists rather than the vague "they" trying to stop them, the "they" who recovered the footage?

on that note: how does the fact that dan and phil came out between potato prints and slime impact the way that the story is consumed, and the way that the story is depicted?

i am not well versed in horror. i cannot meaningfully speak to the tradition of horror and its elements and how they manifest in this film particularly.

i can point out what i can identify as worth talking about: the things that are portrayed as horrific. the presence of blood; to lose one's life - specifically to kill or be killed by a penetrating weapon; allying oneself with demonic forces. to my knowledge there's a lot to dig into with that, both regarding horror in general and horror through the lens of queer analysis.

what i'm able to come up with is this: blood is a bodily fluid disease can pass through, and there's a lot of history there with both AIDS and more recently monkeypox; many people lose the life they had before when they come out; i don't think i even need to elaborate about penetration; religious homophobia's insistence that queerness is of the devil is extremely old news.

i would love for someone more versed in horror and queerness than I am to elaborate where i can't.

something i can elaborate on is this: how the video was received.

this video wasn't posted to the gaming channel or either main channel; the only people who will have seen it are people who never unsubscribed to the crafts channel or people who are connected to phannie spaces. this core swath of dan and phil's audience primarily consists of queer people: those of us who are aware of their relationship. those of us who are in on the joke.

to a cisheteroallo audience, especially one completely unfamiliar with dan and phil, this video would likely be experienced as straightforwardly scary. this hypothetical audience doesn't know, as we do, that it's deeply unrealistic that dan or phil would ever harm one another as depicted in the film.

the reactions i have seen in phannie spaces have all found and delighted in the humor in it, and many have enjoyed the well executed horror. but beyond that, this queer audience widely perceives and enjoys the eroticism of the film.

there is intimacy in the violence, and a thrill in the transgressions required for two people to align themselves with the figure of the devil.

something i particularly enjoy: despite the sources of horror i listed earlier, none of them result in consequences for the characters dan and phil play. they end this film in a place of power beside the devil figure. what is frightening is the threat they pose to the "they" who tried to stop them, the threat they pose to institutional cisheteroallo normativity.

the way that DanAndPhilCRAFTS - Slime presents imagery from the tarot's devil card is unequivocally, undeniably queer and in opposition to oppressive structures. the way this film expresses ideas is incredibly coherent, and the nod to tarot serves it so well to that end!

thank you for coming to my fucking ted talk.

and thank you to @danandphilandthedevil, @dnphobe, and @yonpote for hanging out with me on discord and contributing feedback as i wrote the first... half? of this.

[sustainablemountainarchitecture]

Goodmorning Houses

Continuing the story of the Sharma and Parajuli families and our task of land development and Vision of their jointly acquired thirteen ropanis land nestled amidst the awe-inspiring panorama of the Himalayas: we present to you The Good Morning Houses in Buchakot, Kavre.

The crafting of the land:

Inspired from our own action architecture in Suntakhan (2020) and Turiyam, we proposed land stabilization using a series of gabion wall. This technique is not only cost effective the land between the gabion walls can be used for landscape/plantation.

Strategically implementing culverts, swales alongside facilitates continued water flow tackling watershed management head-on.

Intensifying Flora:

The landscape essence of the land area is further enhanced by carefully selected indigenous plant species. Utis which help in adding stability to slopes that tend to slip and erode will provide canopy of sun-filtering shade to coffee and cardamom. Moist loving plants like orchids, Zephyr lily, orange lily day blooms near the watershed area while roses, Kahili Ginger, Pink Dhatura flourishes in the sunlight.

Thorny Agavaceae and cacti were strategically placed to act as a natural boundary, adding both beauty and security to the site.

Locating two cottages:

After dividing the land equally for the both families; and finding the best option for road access is from the northeast part of the land the focus was on creating a harmonious living space. The Sharma family cottage is placed at the level of +1416 m with North-east orientation. Meanwhile the Parajuli family the cottage placement is at + 1420 m with pure east orientation. The road weaving tales of connection and camaraderie between the family, complete with enough parking spots for both.

All the preparation work and setting out has been done. Now let us hope for an equally careful, sensitive and pro-ecology implementation.

[publicmediaslut]

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[styxfoxx]

Don't worry!! Now there's one simple thing you have to understand: stupid questions do not exist.

Being a Hellenic pagan can be different from being to being. Some believe in myth literacy. That means those beings believe that what happened in the myths is real (ex. that Zeus turned into gold rain to impregnate a woman). Most of us, like me, believe that myths are used to tell a different story, to teach a lesson like most tales for kids. That's what they're used for.

We (again, personal beliefs) do not believe that the gods have a physical form but they can definitely interact with the world around us. And you can see them in everything, they give you signs, if you know what to look for (NOT EVERYTHING IS A SIGN-- Tiktok. Please do not take a video as a sign that's called an algorithm). Some use divination to communicate with the gods (tarots, runes, pendulum, scrying, tea leaves, automatic writing, etc.) while others like me just pray to the gods and maybe ask for some signs (ex sometimes I ask Apollon to send me some crows or corvids if he received my prayer/accepted it). Many have altars, leave offerings, write poems, have statues, sing hymns and do rituals.

Let me tell you something really important: we don't have a bible. We have the Illiad, Homeric Hymns, the myths and all that but we have no "right" way to practice the religion. Everyone is free to do what they please. We don't have sins, we only have hubris. What is hubris? To say it shortly is exaggerated pride or not enough confidence. If you think of yourself as more or less than what you really are then that's hubris. (example "I am prettier than Aphrodite" no girl you're not. "I am smarter than Athena", "I am a worse father than Kronos in the myths" no. No. Just no.). Other important aspects of Hellenism could be found in this post. OP says they are personal. Anyway if you go on my religious sideblog, especially on #~sunrays you can find some useful information. Also, r/hellenism has some pretty good information on the FAQs.

As a devotee of Apollon I like to say Goodmorning and Goodnight to him, I think of him and dedicate a simple act such as brushing my teeth to him, He is the god I pray the most to. I generally worship them all but I'm also pretty focused on Dionysus and Morpheus. You don't have to wait to be called by a god to start worshipping them, you can choose. Hestia, Aphrodite, Apollon and Hermes are the most worshipped in this religion and it was the same in ancient Greece. And nothing stops you from worshipping Hera, Sekhmet, Proserpine and Odin all together. It's your religion Alexander, you're the first being that has to feel comfortable with it.

Sorry this was a long rant and it's probably disconnected in some parts. Feel free to ask more and go around doing some research!! A good site I can tell you is theoi.com

Theoi means gods in greek btw :3

Because of my religion I've started saying things like "oh my gods" "oh Lord Apollon" instead of "oh God" "oh Jesus Christ" or maybe to curse I say "damned Tartarus" but that's a personal preference! I just adapted my way of talking to my belief.

(saying "you" in a generic sense. Could be everyone) A beautiful thing is that you can literally see the gods in everything. The phone you're using? Hephaestus. Taking public transport? Hermes. Watching sunrise? Eos. Drinking alcohol? Dionysus. Sleeping? Hypnos. Dreaming? The Oneiroi. A storm is Zeus reminding you of his presence, when you challenged the sea to give you bigger waves as a kid you were playing with Poseidon, when your pet died, Thanatos helped it pass away and Hermes brought it's soul to Hades' kingdom. When you picked berries from the bushes, Demeter was next to you. Dionysus was proud when you first drank a sip of you mom's wine but he is also with you when you take care of your mental health. Apollo was with you when you were tanning in summer and while you were sick, stuck in bed. Persephone is in the crunchy leaves on the side of the road in autumn and in the petals that fall from the trees in summer, Hestia is in the warm blanket you cover yourself with on a cold December night, Athena is with you when you try to study for your test and Ares is proud when you stand up for yourself and others. Aphrodite and her son Eros are proud of when you feel love, be it for family, platonic or anything else, Hera is with you when your family hugs you, Artemis, Selene and Hekate watch over you at night and Hekate was beside you when you started making potions with mud or with shampoo and conditioner in the bathtub. When you pay for something Hermes is with you. When you sing, dance, play an instrument, write a poem, draw and act the Muses and Apollon are guiding you. When you remain fascinated by a cathedral Athena and Apollon are proud because that is in their domains! Look at you go, Zeus is with you with the rain that helps you fall asleep and Apollon is proud whenever you take your medicine. When you are scared Phobos is next to you, because fear is a primal emotion. Apollon and Hestia were with you while you heard your mother's heartbeat from the inside. The gods love you, if you want them to.

[rere-the-writer]

Title- We can be your new family

Warnings- Fluff, Elena and Co be terrible people, Overly protective Mikaelsons, A bit of angst

Summary- Being the youngest Gilbert isn't easy but You easily found people that wanted you around.

Pairing- Poly!Mikaelsons x Gilbert!Reader

You were what Damon call the weakest Gilbert, not much of a threat as you were Elena's twin sister and under her shadow. When the Mikaelsons came to town you became close friends with Rebekah somehow then got close to the older Mikaelsons and from there you became the object of their affections.

"Where are you going?" Elena asked getting the attention of Damon and Jeremy as both saw you dressed in warmer clothing. You gripped your book bag flushing as nerves settled in your belly.

"Hum....Elijah and Rebekah agreed....to help me with...my history paper...they are going to take me to some historical sites."

"I thought I told you stop hanging around them!?" Elena told you glaring as you stunk back getting more nervous.

"They are my friends." You said quietly but Elena heard you and looked to Damon for help. You opened the door feeling fear as you didn't know what Elena was going to let Damon do.

"Hello little one." You heard Elijah's comforting voice washed over you feeling his hand run over your head. Elena frowned seeing Elijah seemly showering you with affection which was something Elena hated was that the Mikaelsons were slowly stealing you away from her and Jeremy.

"Eli." You mumbled against his chest huddling closer to his warmth making Elijah smile softly as he had just adored you. You reminded Elijah of Tatia with how soft you were but a fiery spirit underneath it all.

"Elijah stop be selfish." Rebekah said as you slipped pass the older man to Rebekah letting her hug you.

"Hello Beka."

"You can't take her." Elena said glaring at Elijah as the sound of your laughter was heard as you and Rebekah were carefully walking on the icy path.

"She needed help so Rebekah and I offered. Y/N said you were too busy." Elijah says watching Elena closely as siblings affections for you grew. Both Elijah and Klaus noticed how you would be pushed away from the Scooby gang but yet pull you back when they would see you with one of the siblings.

"No need to worry we would never allow anything to happen Y/N." Elijah says turning following after you and Rebekah as you spent the day with your favorite Mikaelsons.

A week later you had been feeling fatigued and shortness of breath then times of having fainting spells. You went to Elena worried something was wrong with you.

"Not now Y/N. We are busy I sure you can deal with it by yourself."

You took yourself to see your doctor and called Rebekah who told her brothers rushing to see you.

"Y/N! What is it? Are you okay?" Rebekah asked as her and Kol fuzzing over you as you just leaned into their arms. Elijah kissed your head and Klaus rubbed your back.

"We know what is wrong." Your doctor says seeing the Mikaelsons shift closer to you.

"What is it?"

"You are anemic, don't worry it is treatable." The doctor said as Elijah pulled him aside asking questions and getting a list while the others showered you with affection.

"So no more drinking from Y/N?" Kol asked as Elijah stepped up kissing your forehead as clearly enjoying showering you with affection.

"No more feeding from our beloved." Elijah said as you flushed hiding your face in Rebekah's neck making them all chuckle. Since your diagnosis, the Mikaelsons slowly moved you into their home and Elena noticed making her every angry at the idea of you being with the Mikaelsons.

"How are you feeling, little one?" Elijah asked finding you curled up in Klaus's lap half asleep as Klaus was reading to you while running his fingers through your hair as Rebekah sat by holding your hand rubbing circles with her thumb.

"Tired....might stay in today." You mumbled as Elijah and Klaus soften kissing your head. You didn't know what happened or when it happened but you naturally got into a relationship with them. It started with Rebekah and the others just followed naturally and you had never felt loved and devotion that the Mikaelsons had showered you with.

"I'm sure Niklaus won't mind a relaxing day in." Elijah says softly cupping your cheek rubbing it with his thumb smiling seeing you lean into his hand. There was a loud knock and Elijah frowned when it startled you awake before relaxing back in Klaus's arms with Rebekah nuzzling you.

"I wonder who that could be?" Elijah questioned standing up closing his book and Kol took his spot near you. Elijah answered the door seeing Elena with Stefan and Damon.

"Where is she?!" Elena growled pushing pass Elijah making him take a deep breath as he was a bit annoyed that since becoming a vampire Elena was more brazen than before.

"What did you do to her?!" Elijah heard Elena shout as he headed for the den with the Salvatore brothers following. You were have asleep on Kol and Klaus was standing growling.

"Her new medication makes her tired. Elijah we should talk to her doctor about it."

"We should Kol." Elijah said seeing you yawn sitting up before cuddling up to Rebekah who was more than happy to have you in her arms.

"Doctor?! What. Did. You. Do?"

"Watch your tone young one." Elijah said lowly looking at Elena as Damon moved to protect Elena in case the Originals were not going to put up with her attitude.

"Your sister was sick and we have been taking care of her since you seem hellbent on ours deaths to care for her."

"Y/N?"

"I am anemic....they have been taking care of me." You tell your sister slowly falling back to sleep under Rebekah's skillful fingers that was massaging circles in your back.

"So you stole my sister?!"

"We did no such thing. We naturally gravitate towards your sister." Elijah said watching the Salvatore brothers closely not trusting them while you had fallen asleep.

"Right. More like you are using her."

"We won't never use her unlike you would have." Kol said standing as Elijah put his arm out to stopped Kol from attacking Elena.

"Yeah right you all have done nothing but try and kill us!"

"Stefan it would be best if you take Elena and leave." Elijah said noticing how both Klaus and Kol were getting angerer as now you were getting restless and if you were uncomfortable Kol and Klaus had been known to removed what made you uncomfortable. Stefan took Damon and Elena knowing that Elijah was giving them a chance to live.

"We can't let her be around them."

You had gotten better but that didn't stop the Mikaelsons from fuzzing over you and them every protective of you. You woke up to Kol peppering your neck with kisses and Elijah pulling out clothes for you to wear.

"Goodmorning, darling."

"Morning." You mumbled nuzzling Kol's chest as Elijah chuckled leaning over gently unlatch you from Kol.

"I started a bath for you. Baby, we need to know something."

"Humm? What is it?"

"Would you like to come to New Orleans with us?" Elijah asked sitting you in the bath washing your hair.

"I'll love too." You tell Elijah making him smile as he kissed you then finished washing you up. You took Rebekah with you to get some clothes from your house as they didn't trust your siblings.

"So you are leaving us?"

"I want to be with them like you wanting to be with Damon and Stefan." You tell Elena packing as Rebekah was down stairs glaring at the Salvatore brothers.

"You can't leave!"

"Elena, you're hurting me." You whimpered when she grabbed your wrist as Rebekah was pulling her off you growling as a bruise began to form on your wrist.

"You can't take her to New Orleans."

"So you hurt her?" Rebekah growled fangs flashing as Elena stepped up growling herself but felt a hand on your shoulder and saw Elijah standing there.

"Don't Elena."

New Orleans was beautiful and you found yourself enjoying the lights and sounds with Kol as the vampire watched you ran down the street. Kol had gotten Elijah and Klaus to agree to let him take you out as Rebekah was buying you new clothes.

"Kol!" You shouted and Kol was there in a flash growling seeing a witch trying to grab you.

"I am Sofie and Y/N here got my sister killed."

To say the siblings were surprised that you were pregnant was an understatement and of course they got more protective. You sat cuddling Rebekah and Kol as he read to you both while Klaus and Elijah was dealing with Marcel.

"You both are home." Kol whispered making Elijah raise an eyebrow walking over seeing you and Rebekah asleep on him. Klaus walked over gently taking the book away.

"Yes well Marcellus is proving to be a hand full." Elijah says softly placing a blanket over you and Rebekah. Klaus sat in a chair smiling listening to the baby's heartbeat.

"How is she?"

"Good. So far no problems. Oh Elena and the Salvatores are coming down." Kol says running his fingers through your hair as Elijah frowned sitting in another chair.

"How annoying. But we shall keep her safe."

"And love her Always and Forever."

"Always and Forever." They heard you mumbled back in your sleep making the men smile softly as they relaxed enjoying the peace while they still can.

[seriowan]

First of all, CONGRATS!!

May I please request a number 8 with my good man Fives. ORR if someone has already requested that, I'll take a number 20 😳 💛💛💛💛💛

(i am sooooo sorry this took so long!! i went on a sabbatical from tumblr and my writing motivation was at an all-time low but i've successfully managed to bring it back with this request! Now i can finally go through my writing celebrations requests! thank you to everyone who has been kind and patient in the meantime 💕)

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FIVES x F!READER 8. giggling/fun sex w/c: 1.4k

Fives woke in the morning with a smile on his face. 

   For the first time in weeks, he wasn’t waking up to the sight of another bunk above his head or the engine rumble that Echo called a snore. He wasn’t being shocked awake by the ring of a siren or tossed around by Rex’s early morning commands. There was no funky smell, no uncomfortable sleepwear clinging to him like a second skin. 

   Instead, he woke up to the warm sun rays peeking through the curtains of a quaint little bedroom. The smell of your skin and last night’s mingling still lingered in the air, scattered like the clothes on the floor. A phantom ache spread through his muscles as he moved his bare legs underneath the cool, soft sheets. The satisfaction deepened as he smiled and turned on his side to face you.

   “Goodmorning princess,” he rasped, reaching over to bring you closer.

   His smile fell when he was met with empty, tousled sheets. He raised his head, going still with panic. Did you leave? Did someone call you in from the senate building? You were a senator’s aid but you weren’t so careless as to leave without telling him or giving him a parting kiss. 

   But your pillow was still warm and the smell of you still clung to the sheets. A quick lean and peek into your closet showed your uniform had been left untouched; your name tag, unmoved from its place on your dresser. 

   The relief settled. Fives sagged back into the bed, gazing up at the ceiling. He yawned, scratched his chest, and cast the blankets aside to swing his feet over the edge of the bed. Wincing at the soreness of his muscles, he shifted to stand when he felt the awkward stiffness between his legs. 

   A raging erection. 

   He rolled his eyes. Of course. Leave it to Fives junior to wake up before the rest of him, even after being worn out last night. 

   Yet it seemed that little Fives had the right idea. The more he woke, the more Fives started to notice the sound of splashing water, the echoing hum of your voice as you sang along to the music playing through the speakers. 

   Fives couldn’t help but smile with anticipation as he dashed out of the bedroom. He turned the handle to the bathroom door and slipped inside. Steam billowed through the bathroom, hanging in the air like thick clouds and clinging to the mirror. It was hot enough to wake him up even further, sending a twitching jolt of excitement right down to his strained cock. He bit his lip at the site of your naked silhouette through the opaque glass 

   Pushing aside the glass door, Fives wordlessly slipped into the shower, causing you to squeak and leap in surprise. 

   “Fives!” You laughed when he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you to his chest while simultaneously stepping underneath the water. It rained down over both of your heads, soaking his hair until it clung to his forehead. Water dripped from his lashes as he grinned, layering kiss upon kiss along the side of your neck. 

   “Already wet for me babygirl?” 

   “Very funny,” you mused, turning your head to kiss his cheek. “Hilarious, actually.” 

   “You know me; I’m a natural comedian.” His hands roamed down from your hips to the globes of your ass, kneading and gripping the soft flesh with greed. His lips hovered over your ear as he rasped, “I thought you left me this morning; wasn’t too happy to find an empty bed, cyare.” 

   You hummed. “Looks like you’ll have to start joining me during my morning showers.” 

   “Sign me the fuck up,” he groaned, causing you to break out into a fit of laughter. The sound was so sweet to his ears, so delicate and full of adoration, that he couldn’t help but spin you around and press your back to the shower tiles. He gripped the sides of your smiling face and shook his head in disbelief, eyes grazing across your face without so much as a peek down below. 

   “You’re so kriffing beautiful.” 

   You brushed the hair off of his wet forehead with a smile, singing in a teasing tone, “Am I?” 

   “Damn right you are.” He gave you a sly look. “But you already know that, don’t you? C’mon, I want to hear you say it. Say, Fives has the prettiest girl in the galaxy.” 

   The water felt warmer than before. It dripped over your lips and down your chin, between your collarbones to the valley of your breasts. Fives’ eyes followed a droplet before flitting back up to your lips. 

   He leaned forward, hovering close enough to feel his breath on your cheek. 

   “Say it.” 

   You licked your lips and sighed gently, the words slipping through as freely as the water gliding down your skin. 

   “Fives has the prettiest girl in the galaxy.” 

   Satisfaction flashed in his eyes. A cheshire grin curled the corners of his mouth, drawing a blush across your cheeks. You shyly dipped your chin as you smiled, earning a pleased laugh from Fives. 

   “There it is,” he purred, curling a finger underneath your chin to tip your head up. “My pretty, pretty girl.” 

   You wrapped your arms around his neck just as Fives hooked his hand underneath your thigh and raised it to his hip. Sharing smiles of anticipation, you both fell into a fit of giggles as he ran his hand up and down your thigh, using the other to cup the side of your face. He tilted your head to access the side of your neck, pecking the softest kisses along your thudding vein. 

   You laughed quietly when he blew a playful raspberry against your wet skin. 

   “Something funny?” His voice was a low murmur, sending jolts of electricity down to the tips of your toes. 

   “Maybe,” you teased, lowering your leg to turn towards the tile. With a slow lean, you pressed the cheeks of your ass against his hips, slipping a hand between your thighs to guide his cock to your entrance. You gave it a slow stroke, drawing a sharp breath from Fives before you pushed yourself back, sliding yourself onto him. 

   You both groaned at the sensation, driven mad by the warmth of your supple skin and the water that wrapped you both in heat. Hands against the wall, you bit your lip, stifling your moans as Fives began to slide back and forth, in and out, pushing himself deeper into you with each thrust and greedy clench of your hips. Water echoed, splashing off of your skin in tandem with the clap of skin on skin. 

   Faster, quicker, needier noises filled the bathroom. Heat blossomed across your belly, burning even hotter where Fives’ hands roamed - from hips to breasts, kneading and pullnig and squeezing like he couldn’t get enough of your touch, your sounds; the musical whimpers that quickly became slurred pleads. 

   “Oh, Fives! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Right there, baby, right there~!” 

   Fives slowed his pace but kept the same brutal thrust, pulling you back by your hips, growling and grunting under his breath as he filled your cunt over and over. Every noise that fell from your mouth was fuel to the fire, dragging out the pleasure until you could feel him twitch inside of your cunt. 

   Looping a hand under your thigh, Fives raised your leg and snapped his hips forward, impaling you on his cock until you were both shaking and tipping over the edge. With a final thrust, he buried himself into your slick cunt to the hilt, rocking his had back as his hips bucked. Every muscle constricted, tightening with the pressure in his gut as he spilled rope after rope of cum.

   You twitched, spasming muscles threatening to collapse as Fives lowered your leg to the soapy shower floor. You clamped your thighs together, tightening even further around his dick as you ground your hips against his, riding out your orgasm in bliss. 

   He gripped your hips in a white-knuckled grip, holding onto you as you clenched around him once, twice, over and over even as he slowly pulled himself back. His cock slipped from your cunt as he took a shaky step back and leaned against the glass. 

   You turned, hooded eyes bouncing up and down from the spent smile on his face to his twitching cock. Fives followed your gaze, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a knowing smile.

   “Round two in the bedroom?”

   You grinned and nodded. 

   “Round two in the bedroom.” 

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