#I just woke up from a nap so my brain’s not at 100%

[bigboobyhalo]

sam legit talked about dream and him building pandora. they're friends and did it together, sam says so himself so i don't get how that's a disservice

no I meant cuz it will make ppl wanna vote for it less </3

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

May I request angst headcanons for all six blorbos? Please I am sick and in desperate need for sadness to feel better lol (it’s ok if you can’t tho!)

YESSSSS I GET TO ANGST THEMMMMMM :)

New York, Louisiana, Texas, Gov, Massachusetts, and New Jersey? I apologize in advance. (I do not feel bad at all lmao)

New York:

He will 100% cry or at least struggle not to cry if someone makes fun of the fact he can’t walk right.

Hella insecure about the fact that it’s really difficult for him to be able to gain weight. It doesn’t help that he was bullied about it when he went to school.

NY actually did very well in school and was a bright smart student, but his classmates and teachers were absolute ASSHOLES to him.

Him and sleep are the type of enemies that if one was on fire and the other had a glass of water, the one with the water would drink it. So- NY is tired ALL. THE. DAMN. TIME. But if he tries to sleep, he can’t. And if he does manage to fall asleep, he just wakes up an hour later whether it just be out of nowhere or he has a nightmare.

Louisiana:

When France killed Loui’s mother, Loui’s mom actually put a curse on France that would give him terrible and vivid nightmares, ones that were so vivid that the victim could feel the phantom pain even after they woke up. But ofc since Louisiana has a heart where he should have a brain, he felt bad and took the curse off of France and put it on himself. Which is one of the reasons that he can’t sleep now. And most of his nightmares are about France’s abuse and war so. Yeah. He feels it all.

So like- Loui is a very kind, very gentle, and very big-hearted person. And he wants nothing but the best for most people. Unfortunately, this has led to him being used and hurt and manipulated more times than anybody is comfortable with hearing. And it’s usually the people he loves most that end of hurting him.

He finds it hard to believe that everybody actually loves him and cares about him. He just- can’t believe it. Yeah, he’ll say he believes it, but he doesn’t. Not fully at least.

For my cryptid/animal stuff, I picture Loui to be some blend of either a wolf and gator, or a wolf and Pelican. But he has the wolf ears and tail. They’re usually out, but they’re just hidden under his hat and in his shirt. Why does he keep them hidden? Well- his ears and tails are VERY sensitive to pain. And France use to take advantage of that by stepping on his tail and yanking on his ears and yelling constantly cuz he knew that it hurt Louisiana. I’m gonna skin France alive.

Texas:

When he gets way too damn tired to even want to exist, he’ll just completely give up. He’ll just lay there and cry. He won’t even try to fight someone coming to front, he’ll just let it happen. Someone needs to sit this poor boy down and help him talk about his issues please I’m begging-(no let him suffer <3)

The only time he ever opens up is if he’s drunk or if Austin is fronting. And when he comes back to front, he’ll completely ignore everyone and isolate himself.

I’m very very nice to him and I’ve given him: asthma, an iron deficiency, and hemophilia (so he bleeds REALLY easily). He absolutely REFUSES to take his medications and stuff and use his inhaler when he needs it. And all he does is work outside and lift and do stuff all day. Which he gets really dizzy and winded and hurt from. So cue someone finding him completely dazed and out of it leaning against a wall just so he can keep standing and he’s just trying to control his breathing and all of that.

He absolutely loves giving and receiving hugs and physical affection, but if ANY touch restrains and/or restricts his movement and ability to escape, someone is getting kicked, punched, bitten, slapped, or all the above.

Gov:

Oh Gov. Poor, poor, not-so-innocent Gov….. he needs a nap. Desperately. And a hug. Please. He needs it. So, so bad.

He has PA’s alcohol addiction, but instead it’s caffeine cuz he’s seen what alcohol does to people and fears becoming like PA.

He has TERRIBLE dissociation episodes that usually end with him just passing tf out.

Gov felt as though the Civil War was mostly his fault and pinned the blame on himself for some reason. He felt as though he had done something wrong that made half of his country wanted to leave.

Massachusetts:

Blames himself for almost everything that happened to his siblings. Even though literally NONE of it was his fault.

His biggest fears are failure, and hurting those he loves. He can’t stand the thought of it AT ALL. He can’t.

Often fears that he’s not “masculine enough” since England always told him that ever since he transitioned.

He tries not to use his magic as much after the Salem Witch Trials happened. Cuz he got beat and burned at the stake at least once or twice and would rather not relive that pain.

New Jersey:

Okay- tbh, he’s not the sharpest tool in the shed, and he’s kinda insecure about that cuz he was never as smart and creative as his brothers.

Will literally hold in his tics until he’s alone, and usually by that time, he’s incredibly uncomfortable and maybe even in a bit of pain.

For the cryptid/animal stuff: one of his horns is cracked and a little shorter than the other because England broke one of them. Asshole.

His biggest fears are: the death of his loved ones and hurting his loved ones (oh look he has something in common with Ma-*gets choked*)

[yuncheoligans]

All's Fair in Love and War

Kitsune! Choi San x Reader

w/c: 5442

Genre: Soulmate AU, Fantasy

Synopsis: Your parents left you their beach house when they moved out of the country. You and the neighbor boy always had a strange friendship growing up from the pranks to him standing up for you against beach bullies. It always felt like something was missing while you were away. Maybe this is the year for a budding summer romance with the hot neighbor...or maybe this is just a burnt-out brain hoping for something more.

Collab piece for @a1sh1teruu's Stuck in Summer Series (here)

~Masterlist~

In all his time on the planet, Choi San has never quite found the happiness his father talked about. He found the Winters too cold, the Falls too windy, and Springs too rainy…. never mind how he felt about the summers. Too Hot, Too Dry, Too Humid, he had a lot of feelings towards the summer and what it meant. Sure as a Tenko Kitsune, he’s been around for a while, there was a time when he was truly happy….he once fell in love with the summer but as time has passed he’s found himself lost in the sands of time hoping to bring it back once again. One last chance before he turned his back on the cursed summertime, it’s been 100 years since.

For the first time in a while, I finally had the summer to myself, I could take a vacation from work and make my way to where I truly wanted to be, the beach. My parents left me a summer home when they moved and if it wasn’t for bills I’d probably live there if I could. I’ve always loved the beach, the smell of the saltwater, the lull of the waves breaking the shore, the sunlight. Sure it was hot and the sun was always on you, but that first sunburn of summer where you just lose yourself outside is always something that happened to me as a kid, and honestly I almost look forward to having to sleep on my stomach for a week because my shoulders hurt so bad. I woke up early to finally make the drive down to the house so I could let go and relax, The cool breeze hit my face since I had my windows down, the sea breeze becoming more and more apparent. My old beat-up car rattled down the road as it slowly became a sand-covered driveway.

San’s ears perked up hearing the car.

“Oh hi! I hope I didn’t wake anyone up, I know it’s still quite early.” I smiled at the neighbor. I remember him. “No way….Choi San is that you?” I smiled.

“Y/n?” he looked at me in disbelief. “What are you doing here?” his eyes lit up.

“I finally got some vacation time and I missed the beach.” I smiled. “You’ve grown up from that scrawny little boy I met all those years ago, Taekwondo has really filled you out hmm?”

“Yeah I guess my dad pushed me really….you know.” he laughed nervously. “Let me help you with your bags.”

Did you always look like that? He questioned. Like she did? Like she did all those years ago, oh how he yearned to hear you say his name again.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah,” I turned around and looked at him.

“N-Nothing.” he blushed a little, seeing you in the rising sun he lost all train of thought.

The place was a little more dusty than I remember, that being said no one had used it in about 12 years, I remember running around and flopping on the couch as soon as we got in.

“Hey mom, told me they ordered a new mattress for the bed here and that the neighbor would pick it up, you didn’t happen to?”

“Oh, I did! I thought maybe your parents were coming back when they called and well…I put it in already, I know where the spare key is.”

The space looked the same as when you were last here but it felt different, felt koozie.

“They told me they spruced the place up since they heard I could come out this year but I wasn’t expecting this, I think they think I throw ragers or something, I mean what am I going to do with a fire pit.” I chuckled.

“They always did like spoiling you for your birthdays.”

“It was just to make up for being absent at home…” I looked down. “Anyways you’re probably tired, I need a nap. I've been driving for a few hours and well….Yeah I could really use one.” I chuckled.

“Oh right, sure.” he smiled, his heart fluttered at the sound of your laugh.

“Let’s hang out soon, ok?” I looked at him hopeful.

“I’d like that.” he nodded.

The new bed was amazing, my lumbar was supported, my head felt like I was on a cloud, and it pulled heat away from me as I tend to overheat while I sleep…or was I always cold when I slept? My parents always said I loved this place, and I’d always ask if we could go home instead of wherever we lived. They said I’d cry and beg to go to the beach house because I loved it so much. Funny how I never remember any of those things. I guess I don’t really remember what I ate for breakfast though….Breakfast. Oh man, am I starving Good thing I brought a donut with me. I pulled out the long donut with fox decorations on it. I loved foxes so much. I also loved all the mythology and lore behind foxes, wolves, vampires…my best friend is a vampire you know, oh yeah Seonghwa? He absolutely drinks the blood of young girls to keep himself young, in fact, he’s over 1200 years old. I’ve seen the birth certificate, and the social security card, which says 1.

I sat on the little nook that overlooked the beach and ate my donuts before heading to bed, I should probably tell Seonghwa and my parents I made it safely…I hope they won’t be too mad at me for the early text…or late text for Seonghwa he’s probably heading to bed himself. No matter what, I can't wait for the next month I have here.

Everything felt so peaceful, I felt calm like a part of me has come back together, I felt this sense of warmth and love. I loved the peaceful life I felt I lived here, it meant everything to me. As an adult I would’ve liked to share it with a partner, I would’ve loved to be married and show my kids around…but hey sometimes a little alone time is just what you need. I think I’m going to enjoy my alone time much more than I would’ve if I brought my ex here, Talk about a real piece of work…I sighed to myself letting sleep overcome my senses as I drifted off into the wild dreams that would always encapsulate me here. The smell of the sea comforted me.

“Y/n?” the voice called out. “You look beautiful darling.” he smiled at me and put a flower in my hair.

“Oh, you’re just saying that.” That voice came from me but I didn't recognize it. Was that really me? I guess you never truly know what you sound like.

“I’ve missed you my darling.” he brushed my hair back.

“You’ve been gone a long time.” I looked up, his fox-like features…wait…I know his face? Don’t I?

I woke up in a startle. My heart raced, he was so close, I could smell the fragrance he wore, Cherry Blossoms and saltwater, his smile was so comforting, I could…I felt so cold now, too cold for comfort. I grabbed a blanket.

Oh, who left the damn window open. I don’t remember opening that. I sighed, I was always forgetful like that.

I went down to the beach after waking up fully, I wanted to feel the warm sand on my feet and finally enjoy myself just like I wanted. This was my vacation after all.

“Hey stranger.” I said seeing San walking the beach.

“Hi.” he smiled and looked up at me.

“Mind if I join?” I put a blanket down next to him. “Maybe we can build a sandcastle like old times?”

“You remember all that?”

“Nah just remember the photos my mom took.” I shrugged. “How’s life treating you? Girlfriend? Boyfriend?”

“Not just me, I moved here about 4 years ago for college and moved into the beach house and just….never looked back you know.”

“Oh? I wish I did something like that. I of course felt the need to explore and see the big cities nowhere near the beach. Oh well…guess I’m here now.”

“What’re you doing for work?” he questioned.

“Oh, big corporate job. Studying the mythical beings we live with you know. Of course, my best friend is a vampire, totally weird right.”

“Oh…is that what that stench is?” he scrunched his nose.

“Oh like you can smell him.” I nudged him and caught a whiff of his cologne. “Cherry Blossoms?”

“Yeah, it’s…I just got it.” he smiled. “Do you like it? Is it bad?”

“No, I..I really like it Sannie.” I blushed a little remembering my dream. “Sorry I….I don’t know where that nickname came from.”

“No no it’s fine, I like it.” he flushed. “Sorry been out in the sun too long.”

“Oh yeah go ahead, I’m just going to read for a little.”

He got up to go back to his place.

“Um y/n? How long are you-”

“A month!” I stopped him and blushed myself. “Sorry I’m…I’m staying a month.”

“Then I hope to see you soon, don’t forget to drink some water ok?” he nodded.

“Yeah, no problem.” I nodded.

The breeze that followed felt like a familiar hug, just like one I needed, it felt like when my mom would hold me after a nightmare, or when my dad would put a cool towel on my forehead when I was sick. I should really convince Seonghwa and Wooyoung to come down here. Wooyoung would like the beach. Seonghwa would probably just like the change in scenery. I wonder if San has any new friends..maybe I will have a party. After all his birthday is coming up, isn't it?

I need to go grocery shopping, I can’t survive on cute donuts and fast food this whole time. Okay, hopefully, I don’t overdo it and get distracted by all the stuff, maybe I should quit and just move here….Where did that thought come from…I…I don’t know I just feel so at home here. It feels like this is where I belong and I just…I don’t know San certainly is a nice reminder of what I used to have. He’s also very easy on the eyes. I remember the pranks he used to pull. Oh man, I’d get so mad at him.

“That’s not funny San!” I screamed at the boy, my hair covered in sand.

“It’s fine honey, it’ll just take some water.” My mom tried to calm me down. “I know sweetheart.”

“It’s not funny.” I sniffled.

“It’s not you’re right.”

“San.” his dad called over and took him to have a word. “I should have you pick every grain of sand out of that girl's hair. Why would you do that?”

“I dunno…it sounded way more funny in my head.”

“You need to do more than apologize, son.”

“I…Fine” he pouted and walked back over. “Y/n?”

“Oh San, maybe now isn’t the best time.” my mom looked at him as I wiped my face.

“Mrs. L/N..I��m…” his heart clenched a little seeing me cry on the beach towel. “I’m really sorry, I don’t know why I did it, really. It sounded way more funny in my head.”

“I know you didn’t San, it’ll be alright.” she nodded.

San had an idea and left.

“Hey maybe this will exfoliate your scalp like you’ve been talking about in all those beauty shows you watch.” My dad tried making a joke.

“I don’t care.” I curled in on myself.

“y/n?” San stood in front of me.

“Go away.” I turned away from him.

“No y/n I…I’m really sorry, I…I brought you an Ice Cream?” he held out the vanilla cone to me.

“Why?”

“Because I’m sorry, I feel really bad and I…I don’t know why I did it, it was like I had the thought and just…did it.”

“Like a reflex.” my mom said. “The Ice Cream is melting dear.”

I reached out and took it…Not sure I wanted to but…he did seem sorry.

Honestly, I don’t know why San and I became friends after that, I mean he was always a jerk growing up, I guess it changed two summers before I never came back. I had to get braces and they really hurt, I almost hated everything that summer. He’d buy me Ice cream, he'd spend his free time with me, he taught me how to surf…he really….changed.

“Oh gross you have braces. No wonder you’re so ugly.” The boy laughed and kicked sand at me.

“Yeah, sandcastles are for babies.” his “girlfriend” chuckled beside him. They were no more than maybe a year older than me, so maybe 15 at the oldest.

My mom told me to make friends but they weren’t interested. In fact, I was probably disgusting to them.

“You’re so gross, Just give us back the ball already.” he kicked more sand at me. I didn’t understand, I was holding out the ball for them why weren’t they just taking it. “Freak.”

“Ugly.” his friend joined in.

“Weirdo.”

“Loser!”

“Hey! Cut it out!” came from the crowd. “Leave us alone and take your stupid damn ball. She's been holding it out for 10 minutes now.”

“Oh look fox boy has something to say.” the main boy laughed. “Defending your ugly girlfriend, they always say freaks get together.”

Before I knew it San had jumped on the kid throwing sand and punches.

“She’s not ugly!!” San yelled at him.

“Hey hey hey! Break it up!” the lifeguard yelled out blowing a whistle and coming over.

We both got kicked off the beach that day…well San got kicked out but I just went with him. I bought him a root beer float and we got some ice on his face. He really took a punch for me…I wouldn’t have expected that.

“Sannie?” I looked over at him, he had ice cream down his chin.

“Hmm?”

“You didn’t have to.” I blushed a little and looked away, he had a bruise forming on his chin.

“I didn’t but I did it anyway.” he looked at me. “They’re wrong anyways.”

“It’s okay if they’re right.”

“But they aren’t! I think your braces are cool! I mean you have metal on your face that’s so cool!”

He knew what to say. He always did…just in his own Sannie way.

The next few days passed like the summer breeze floating in off the water. They were warm and inviting, relaxing and joyous, the smell of salt drifted in, but it felt like something was missing. Something I usually felt when I was here was whole, and this time I feel like half. I feel like there’s something missing.

“Y/n? Hello?” there was a knock on my door. “Please, it's too bright out!”

“Seonghwa?” I opened the door. “Oh my god what are you-Wooyoungie!” I jumped on them both. “What are you two doing here??” I pulled them both in.

“We missed you and your birthday is coming up soon! It’s a big deal.” Wooyoung smiled. “Besides, the company can last while we’re gone.” Seonghwa smiled.

“Who’s the hot neighbor?” Wooyong smirked.

“Don’t get any ideas.”

“I don’t have any ideas anyway.” he chuckled. “Is that your long-lost love from when you were a child?”

“It’s San, the guy I grew up with…he filled out nicely.”

“San? As in the one that dumped a bucket of sand on you?”

“Or the one who beat up that kid on the beach?”

“They're the same San.” I chuckled.

“Okay so he’s definitely coming to the party.” Wooyoung smiled.

“NO, No parties.” I said. “I don’t want a birthday party, they’re dumb.”

“Aww what? Too bad.” Wooyoung confirmed��of course he did. I should just kick them out.

There was a loud knock at the door.

“Coming!” I called out and opened it and there was San out of breath and disheveled. Wow. I uh.

“Are you ok? I smelled something and-” he caught a glimpse of Seonghwa and pulled me closer to him. “y/n, he’s-”

“Hey don’t worry I already know.” I pat his face and pulled his stare away. “Don’t be the beach hero again, these are my best friends.” I chuckled. “San, this is Seonghwa, a vampire and Wooyoung, a warlock.” I nodded and pointed to them. “We’re just coworkers.”

“You never told me you knew a Kitsune?”

“A what?” I looked at Seonghwa. “You mean the thing from Naruto? Kyuubi?”

“Essentially, they’re very rare only a few clans still around.” he nodded.

“San isn’t a fox demon he’s…he’s my San.” I looked at him “You can’t just assume based on the eyes.”

“It’s the stench, he smells like a dog. Not as bad as werewolves though.”

“Oh shut up you-”

“I said enough!” I looked at them. “Look, rare mythical creature or not, I'm not going to put up with this. We’re all friends so if you’ll excuse me I’m going to walk away and get some water…try not to tear each other's head off.”

As soon as I left San’s side I wanted to curl right back into it. That’s what I was missing..affection. I was always missing affection, the affection of someone else. I never even had a boyfriend until I was in college. Of course, it was a vampire, he was a douchebag too I can’t even….

“Hey.” Wooyoung knocked on my door. “What’s up buttercup?”

“Hi Woo…” I sighed. “I don’t know. I’m just confused right now.”

“Wanna talk about what’s giving you troubles?”

“No, I wanna figure out how to turn up the damn heat in this place I’m freezing every morning.” I sighed. “I’m sorry you don’t want to hear about this.”

“Have you and San ever dated?” he questioned out of the blue.

“No? Why would you ask that you know I only had one boyfriend.”

“You guys just….you looked good together like you fit perfectly together.”

“I don’t think so, I mean he was evil growing up, there was the time he threw a frozen water balloon at my back and I had a bruise the size of Texas.”

“Boys show affection in weird ways, like when I liked this girl in middle school, I had the idea of putting gum in her hair to get her to notice me, it worked but she hated my guts.”

“Well yeah, it was gum.” I looked at him.

“I’m just saying maybe he likes you a little? He seems pretty protective.”

“He barely knows me I haven’t seen him since I had braces.”

“You had braces?”

“See.” I frowned. “I just….I don’t know.”

“Hey the radio did say it was the summer of love.”

“Thank you Woo.” I rolled my eyes.

“Hey why don’t we have a party, like out by the bonfire, we can all hang out, meet him and his friends?”

“You just want to live a beach fantasy of throwing a beach party.”

“With Karaoke!” he smiled.

I gave in after a few days, I needed some social interaction and I knew I’d get annoyed if all I did was talk to Seonghwa and Wooyoung for a month. Plus I really wanted to spend time with San again.

“Want some help?” came the honey-like pout from over my trunk.

“Hmm? Oh hey.” I smiled lightly. “Um I think I got it.” I pulled the last of my groceries out of the trunk.”

“y/n?” San started “I-”

“Don’t apologize. You guys have different instincts than I do, I’m just a boring human after all.” I chuckled. “Just surprised is all.”

“I don’t think you’re boring.” he looked at the stuff in my hands. “Here before you drop that Watermelon.”

“Nah! I don’t need super strength!” I chuckled and he paused. He’d heard that sweet melodic voice say that before.

A pit grew in his stomach.

“Oh by the way I found some stuff from when I was growing up but I was wondering if you remember the carved fox that was in the living room? I can’t seem to find it but it was my favorite.” I set the things down on the counter and put them in their respective cabinets.

“Carved fox?” he looked at me.

“Yeah it was this wooden statute that looked really old, but I used to talk to it when I was a kid. I was by the fireplace.” I pointed. “It was from a birch tree and it was black and red and the fox was smiling and circling the moon I think, or sitting on it.”

He knew that statue, he carved it all those years ago for her. It hasn’t been in this house for centuries what was she talking about. It was his station to watch after the moon and watch the seas. How…

“Y/n?”

“Hmm? Oh my god, San your nose!” I rushed over and grabbed a napkin his nose had begun bleeding. “What did you do?” I chuckled. “You can’t go around bleeding on the floor it’s not good for you. Like you went to war with your finger.”

“Are you sure you’ve seen that statue?”

“Well yeah, it got me started on my love of foxes.” I tilted his head. “Are you ok? Really?”

“I’m fine honey.” he took my hand gently.

“Haven’t heard that one before.” I blushed and took my hand back. “You might want to go wash your face since…you know.”

San was confused, how had you seen it. How had you known…his head hurt, he wanted to talk to you and he also wanted to ask his father. He had so many questions and no answers. Who are you? Are you really just his neighbor? Are you his neighbor he had a crush on? You felt like more with each passing day. Your smile felt like sunshine and he wanted to curl up next to you..he wanted to keep you safe. Anything to keep you safe. He looked into you mirror and he almost screamed…he saw her..you..he saw you.

“Sannie, your tail is out.” she smiled at him as they brushed their teeth together.

“Oh do you not like the soft feeling?” he smirked watching her eyes sparkle.

“It tickles.” she chuckled as it ran along her leg.

“Must just be happy to see you.” he smiled and pulled her closer.

“San?” I called and knocked on the door, I opened it when I didn’t hear a reply and saw he had ran out of the window, the breeze moving the curtains.

I don’t understand why would he just leave like that, and why didn’t he use the door? He left his phone and everything. Did…Did I do something? Did something happen?

I went over to return his phone hoping he was there. No answer.

“Sannie?” I called out. “You left your phone!” Still no answer. “I’ll just slide it through the mail slot!” I sighed.

It had been a week since San bolted from my house, he had avoided me. I saw him talking with Wooyoung but if I went out he’d quickly find an excuse and leave. He wouldn’t even look at me. What had I done.

“Woo?” I knocked on my old childhood bedroom door. “Can I ask you something?”

“Hey yo, what’s up?” he opened the door.

“Is…Is San ok?”

“Hmm? Yeah? I mean he seems fine to me, maybe a little stressed.”

“Having fox problems?” Seonghwa spoke up.

“I don’t know what’s going on, he’s been avoiding me for a week and he won’t…he won’t look at me.”

“Have you ever heard of imprinting?” Segonhwa asked. “Here come sit down.” he patted the bed.

“You mean that thing they did in Twilight?” I looked at him.

“Okay well you already know that Vampires aren’t crystals so stop there. Imprinting is like what ducklings do on their mother.”

“Okay? What does that have to do with me and San?”

“Well I think he’s confused.”

“Hey I told you that in private.” Wooyoung interrupted.

“I think she deserves to know Woo.”

“Know what…Geez he told you guys but not me.”

“Look okay fine.” Wooyoung raised his hands. “But I’m calling him to tell him we’re telling you.” he left the room.

“San had someone he loved, a very long time ago.” Seonghwa started.

“Like a hundred years ago? Thousand?”

“Try more like a hundred thousand. He’s been around a long time.” he looked at me.

“I met him as a child though, You’re telling me he was a child for 100,000 years?”

“No he…it’s a trick, like they pull pranks and things it’s like that he was…tricking you into thinking he’s a child.”

“Okay…fine…keep going.” I rolled my eyes, this sounds dumb.

“San had imprinted on someone in his first hundred years, he loved her, they got married they were…she was perfect for him…he loved her.”

“Okay?”

“Y/n, please try to understand.”

“What. I’m not seeing how him avoiding me is explaining this.”

“Usually you imprint on a person, but sometimes when you’re really supposed to be with someone they…you can imprint on a soul.”

“So you’re going to tell me something dumb like we’re soulmates now? That I’m a reincarnation…okay jeez you guys are just crazy.” I sighed and stood up. “So what he’s freaked out because I remind him of her and he bolted because he doesn’t actually like me and, and what? I’m just supposed to be ok? Whatever this is stupid forget I asked anything.”

“It’s true.” came his voice from the doorway. “I…I’m scared and confused and…I don’t know. I want to just…Can you let me try to explain?” San looked at me. “Please?”

“I’ll give you one hour…” I looked at him angry. He has some nerve asking me to just..he left..he left me….why was I so relieved to see him back in the house…

“I promise, just please let me do what I can to make it right.”

“And then we’re having a party tonight!” Wooyoung finished.

“No.” I looked at him. “No party.”

“Shhh you listen to him, we’ll be out here.” Wooyoung shooed Seonghwa from the room.

“Look y/n this…this isn’t how I wanted it to happen.”

“Just start..please.” I crossed my arms.

“When I was new to this world…look I’m really quite an old man when you think about it. When I was still a pup, or a baby really…there was this girl. She was quiet and kind, she was gentle…all the things you are, a little weird and funny…”

“Okay?”

“She made me happy, I felt at home when we were together…I couldn’t explain it but I…I just wanted her to be here always.”

“You were in love.”

“I was in love..she is my everything. She was…my everything.” he looked at the ground sadness filling his eyes.

“Sannie?” I pulled his face up.

“I did the same stupid things I did with you, I pulled pranks on her, I would pull her into the ocean I would play fight with her…I was a kid. She was always there, and as we grew older I..I didn’t want her to just notice the dumb pranks I was pulling or hear her frustrated I wanted her to smile at me and tell me how her day was. I made this carving of a fox so I could always protect her.”

“San? What happened?” I felt my hands shake a little.

“The fight happened. I was being stupid, I was…I was being a child and I was reckless and I was….” he teared up. “It all happened so fast, I know how dumb and cliche it sounds, one moment we were yelling in the kitchen over something stupid, the next she threw her ring at me and stormed out of the house, it was raining and the moon was covered and…she rejected me. The imprinting…she said she didn’t want anything to do with me…it felt like someone had cut my heart out.”

“San I..” I was at a loss for words.

“I couldn’t take it back, I loved her. I wanted to be with her my whole life…I felt safe with her, like I didn’t have all this responsibility to live up to, like I was human….like her. I went to her funeral the day I learned she passed…she had a little fox engraving on the headstone.”

“Do you think she ever really stopped?” I caught his gaze.

“No…part of me believes that…I never thought I’d feel like this…until you moved in.” he met my gaze tears falling down his cheeks. “Even as stupid kids I liked hearing you laugh, it made me so happy. I don’t know why I pulled those pranks, I don’t even know why I thought they were funny.”

“It’s your nature dummy.” I nudged him.

“You remember stuff she did though…the fox carving, where I put my key, the nickname she called me. Y/n I know you aren’t her and I’m not expecting you to be her…I’m not even expecting you to like me back but please…I don’t…I don’t want to feel that way again. Please just…stay.”

“My mom always said I was drawn to you…like we were meant to be. I told her it’s all just stories and tales she told herself…or me to make me feel better.”

“Y/n.”

“Hey I let you talk it’s my turn.” I smiled softly and wiped his cheek. “I’m not her San…I’m not going to be her.”

“I know I-”

“San! I’m not done.” I pinched his cheek. “I’m not her, but I’d like it if you gave me a chance to be a new version of her….Let’s take it slow silly boy.” I squeezed his hand.

We talked for a little while longer, coming to an agreement. I’d help him move on and we’d see where it takes us.

“All I know is, I feel the best when you hug me.” I laughed softly and he pulled me into his chest.

Soulmates are strange,I never understood what it meant. I thought it was just clicking with someone…it’s a different kind of click though. One that feels like Home, it’s safe, and warm. San felt like home…San felt right and it’s where I wanted to be.

As it got closer for my time to leave things grew harder and harder…I didn’t want to go back I didn’t want this budding summer romance to end.

“You can stay?” San said as I rolled over to the furnace that was the boy next to me.

“I have my job San I can’t just…I can’t just quit.”

“Why can’t you work remotely? Lots of people do and like…then…you don’t” you could practically see him deflating.

“I…Let me go home…talk to my boss?” I looked at him a kissed his cheek. “We’ll work it out. We’ll work out. Ok?”

“Promise?” he looked at me.

“San I said we would try…I don’t want this to be a summer fling.”

“Me either…ok…You have my number and everything.”

“I do. I promise.” I chuckled.

Long story short by the time winter came I could finally work remotely…I came back. I came back and I had never been more happy that I came back, my little fox demon waiting for me on the front porch. Now instead of every summer it was everyday, every day turned into every year and every year turned into my lifetime. I saw his smile every morning we woke up together and in every smile I saw the bond we had created. Our bond had manifested in wonderful ways, first a child, then a ring, we fixed up the house and that was where I was more than happy to learn to meaning of soulmates. Our daughter was certainly happy as the years grew on to learn all she could about the best pranks to pull from her dad. This was my life, and it would be my life in every lifetime over, we got our second chance, and we got our time in each and every lifetime.

“Hi I’m y/n.” Said the 5 year old girl peaking behind her mom’s legs.

“I’m San.” the fox eyed boy smiled back. “Wanna play on the beach with me?”

“Promise not to get sand in my eyes Sannie?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” he smiled fondly.

“Your tail is out! It looks so soft!” she smiled

She always found her way back home. He always fell in love with her every time.

[sirensplayhouse]

alpha state

welcome back, my little sirenettes 🕺🏾this is gonna be a short and quick to the point post😂. so i’ve been seeing a lot of posts about the different brainwaves hint my little reblogging spree i just went on and it inspired me to drop my success story on how i entered/tapped into alpha state so sit back and enjoy🫡.

so alpha state is a state of deep conscious relaxation, you feel relaxed and at peace and just have an overall sense of calmness when you’re in it (think of it as a light hypnotic state). you’re able to absorb more information, ideas and suggestions in alpha state because you’re more receptive and focused during this state.

ok siren we dgaf about you’re explanations just tell us how to tap into it🙄

ok so just like anything you can get into alpha state by simply telling your subconscious to put you in alpha state of, you can listen to brain wave frequencies like the one i’ve tagged below, you also enter alpha state when you meditate and daydream and you can do the counting backwards from 200 and counting to 200 method if you please.

siren ok we just want to know what YOU did to get into alpha state we’on care bout none of that other stuff

ok ok tough crowd😵‍💫anywaysssssss i put on this lovely little audio i tagged (and honestly i saw this tagged in another post on tumblr a year ago and decided to try it , so full credit goes to the person that found it first y’all the goat). i was sitting up during this process so i wouldn’t fall asleep , kept my head straight and my head still and moved my eyes to the top of the my tv (so i wouldn’t have to strain my eyes too far) and before i knew it i was in alpha state🤭.

it’s that simple nothing overcomplicated or anything i have done the counting up to and down from 100/200 and honestly i just felt like my mind wandered off wayyyyyy to much when i did that method and i like this one better. now there are a multitude of alpha state meditations on youtube that you can use that don’t have to be this specific one let’s be clear🧍🏾‍♀️.

and one last mention i did have my affirmation tapes playing in the background (y’all know i love me some affirmation tapes😂) while i was in alpha state and after i got out of it and took a nice lil nap (don’t judge✋🏾) i woke up to what i wanted (i did not know how to phrase this last part so this is as good as y’all getting😭🧍🏾‍♀️).

no i’m not telling y’all what i manifested😂but i will tap into alpha state again and manifest something different post a picture of what i chose to manifest just so y’all can see it’s that simple.

idk if i missed anything or what because like i said this was kinda rushed and in the spur of the moment but just in case i did, posts i recommend: boom and slap and y’all should also go check out @gorgeouslypink her work is always top tier and that’s all my little sirenettes until next time🤝🏾

[deeyaacademia]

june 08, 2024. | 04/100 days of productivity.

today was the least productive day i could have ever had. i did my first two classes from 8 am to 12 pm & then i had a three hour break during which i was supposed to go the the gym but i didn't because it was too hot and i was feeling very lazy lol

then after lunch my aunts and cousin showed up, so i spent the whole afternoon and evening hanging out with them and eating a whole lot of junk food hehe (so much fun)

they went away at 7 ish but then i took a nap and thought that i'd wake up in a hour to study but i woke up just to type this up & i'm going to sleep again because i love sleep and i love my bed and i need rest for my brain to function. 😭😭😭.

so basically, i did nothing at all and now i feel bad but i'm too tired to even try to make up for it so we will try again tomorrow xx

(probably not because tomorrow is SUNDAYYYY and i have to go to a friends party and i'll be too tired again 🚆🏃🏼‍♀️)

with love (and regret)

deeya.

[glittergutts]

I swear to God if I have another shitty day I'm just going to hibernate.

I had a nice workout this morning, probably one of my best speeds, which is not something I normally look at, but it's cool that my speed is improving with my strength. My heart was thumping hard when I got done.

I'm going to have a cup of mushroom coffee to really get caffinated and hopefully not end up depression napping, at least until much later today.

I picked out a cute long sleeve dress to put on after I finish my workout/chores and get a shower. I woke up in a mood again and just want to look cute for my husband, and hopefully, we can have some alone time after the kids are in bed. I feel like I think that almost every day, and it almost never happens mostly because I fall asleep or Chris is having trouble with the necrosis in his hips. It seems like the stars never align for us to get physical and I'm just a little tired of it so maybe tonight I'll do something about it so I can at least get it out my mind for a little bit. Anyways enough about my sex life..

I'm going to try to get the kids working on school early because yesterday we had a really late start and it felt like it took all day even though it took the normal amount of time. I'm surprised at how easy it's been to homeschool both kids, we have things we all do together and things they do separately and it's working out beautifully. I asked Ellie how homeschool was compared to her last year at private school and she had only good things to say about learning from home. It made me feel so good and like I am in fact doing the right thing for my children's education. ☺️

I'm feeling pretty ambitious, so I'm finally going to look up a workout video on YouTube. Mostly because I don't feel like I know what I'm doing or how long I should do anything, so some guidance would be cool, and it's free, unlike a personal coach or trainer or whatever. I want to feel sore after a good workout. I haven't felt anything in weeks. I'm trying to up my weights a few pounds because they don't feel like they're doing very much. I hope I can get those soon. I need to go find my medicine ball so I can start using that again. I was really into my fitness about 7 years ago and so was Chris so we bought some weights and resistance bands I still don't know how to use and some other things. We got my elliptical from a sporting store that was closing for like 100$ and that's the only reason I have that. But even before I was only lifting 5lbs weights and using the elliptical for short periods of time. I'm doing so much more and feeling so much stronger than before this time. I'm just feeling determined to love my body again and suddenly I'm extremely insecure. Probably that lady that asked if I was pregnant just made me feel fat and gross and it hurt my feelings in a big way because it's not the first time I've heard that comment. The medication I take has ruined my body while saving my mind and it sucks so bad to have to choose because of course my mental health matters way more than how I look but feeling bad about myself is bad for my brain too so idfk. I feel stuck like this and it's so frustrating.

Ok I guess that's everything on my mind right now. Tomorrow is my 18 months clean and anniversaries always make me feel so strange.

[crystalkleure]

Guess who most likely just broke his fucking ankle! 🎉

[tamayosclinic]

Hello I wanna request for your event please! (again hehe). Please may I have Mitsuri x female reader with the prompt: “Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!” “I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here.” “You gave me a heart-attack!” (Mitsuri's the one creeping outside the bedroom window). I just thought this would be funny. Thank you for your time.

"Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!" "I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here." "You gave me a heart-attack!" | Mitsuri x F!Reader

College AU

Warning(s): None

Author's Note(s): This should go without saying but here's a disclaimer. Don't stare at people through their window. It's creepy, most likely a sexual offense where you live, and is above all indecent behavior. Got that? Good. Now you can go and enjoy this fic.

Word Count: 757

100+ Follower Event [Closed]

The movies about college lied. They hid the ugly truth of dorm rooms that look like remodeled prison cells, long nights doing homework, potentially awful professors, and finals. There were parties, but those were once in a blue moon. Or at least that is what one gets when attending a prestigious university.

If anything, college brings out the importance of having close friends. Or, in (Y/n)’s case, having a girlfriend who attends the same university. They could stress about classes throughout the week, but they were guaranteed to meet up and melt their stresses together once the weekend rolled around. It was the perfect setup.

Neither of the women anticipated finals to crush them at different levels. Mitsuri was a culinary arts major, so her classes were less vigorous than (Y/n), which meant relatively easy finals. (Y/n) on the other hand has a more vigorous major, which means tremendous stress.

Come to the end of her finals, (Y/n)’s brain is fried and short-circuiting. At the beginning of the week, she and Mitsuri made plans to have dinner and clean out their dorm rooms for summer break. Now, (Y/n) was not feeling up to doing all of that. Sleep was calling her name.

(Y/n) groaned at the thought of calling Mitsuri to cancel plans. Settling down on her bed, she shut her eyes for a quick nap, hoping that would help her brain recover. She woke up to the sudden buzz of her phone and jolted wide awake when she saw it was Mitsuri calling.

(Y/n) took a glance at the time. Shit, she was an hour late to dinner. She answered the phone and greeted with hesitation, “Hello, Mitsu.”

“Where are you, (Y/n)? Did you forget our plans for today?”

“No,” (Y/n) yawned out, “Sorry, Mitsu, finals burnt me out today. I thought I’d take a quick nap, but I guess I slept the afternoon away. I’ll get ready and-”

“No! Stay there! I’ll come to your dorm instead. I’m ready anyway, and the dinner I mentioned was going to be the food I cooked for my culinary class final. I’ll be there like whoosh!” (Y/n) could hear the chaotic clings and clangs of Mitsuri gathering the food and her keys. “I’ll see you soon, love!”

And just like that, Mitsuri hung up.

I might as well roll with it, (Y/n) washed up and dressed in something more fitting for a date—even if it was an in-home date. She finished freshening up when the pronounce knocking on glass came from her window. She could see the silhouette of a figure standing out on the balcony, but the curtains obscured their identity—and hopefully obscured their view of her. Her hope shattered when the figure waved until it started bouncing up and down, much like someone (Y/n) knew.

“Hi (Y/n)!”

(Y/n) let out the breath she did not know she was holding and placed a hand over her chest to calm the heart she didn’t realize was racing. Spreading open the curtain to reveal Mitsuri smiling adorably at her, (Y/n) ushered her in. “Why are you creeping outside my window?!”

“I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here.”

“How did you get up here? I’m on the second floor, and you’re carrying three bags of food. Wouldn’t it have been easier to come in from front?”

“Well, I saw the maintenance crew left behind a latter from earlier and thought it would be romantic like in that one movie. You said you thought it was romantic,” Mitsuri explained in her usual giddiness.

I’m pretty sure I said it was creepy. “You gave me a heart attack,” (Y/n) chortled but looped her arm around Mitsuri’s hand and intertwined their fingers. She pressed a kiss to Mitsuri’s forehead, which had the rosette blushing lightly and reciprocating with a flurry of kisses.

“I missed you, my love, even though it's long been a week! Also, how are you feeling now?”

(Y/n) chuckled, “I missed you too, sweetheart. I’m feeling much better now that we have a whole summer ahead, and I will get to spend all of it with you.”

The rest of the night, the couple remained in (Y/n)’s dorm room, eating and talking about their first year of college while cuddled up on the bed. As mentioned before, the small favors count the most in college. Tonight, (Y/n) was served one in her dormmate’s absence. Everything else they had planned can wait for tomorrow. For now, it was just the two of them together as (Y/n) wanted.

[rose-lord-of-simps]

When Mammon Finally Snapped.

Request: Could you do something with mammon snapping at his brothers Bc of their words *insert emojis this author can’t- oh wait I can copy and paste hold on-

Request:  Could you do something with mammon snapping at his brothers Bc of their words 👉👈

@mammons-baby

First of all, just let me say, I too, am a slut for Mammon. Second of all, I got so excited at your request so thank you for sending it in!

Enjoy!

Warnings: Cursing! (remember if cursing bothers you but you want to read feel free to just ask me for a clean version!) Mammon’s brothers being super mean to him. And mentions of blood but nothing detailed. Mentions of his brothers punishments and ripping of nails.

It was an accident. 100% pure accident. 

“Mammon what the hell did you do?”

“How come you always assume it was me!?”

“Who else besides you and Beel could manage this level of chaos in the kitchen?”

Mammon really didn’t mean to set the kitchen on fire! Again...

“This is getting expensive Mammon. You need to stop being a nuisance.”

“Hey guys, this smoke is not good for my complexion so can we figure out how to put it out already?”

“Don’t let Mammon do it, he’ll only make it worse, as always.”

“Hey!”

----

“Scummy Mammon. Go away and leave me alone!”

He just wanted to see his brother. Levi hadn’t left his room for nearly 3 days and Mammon was worried.

“No let me show you brotherly affection and play video games with you!”

“I don’t want to play video games with you! Go find something else to do!”

Ouch. Normally he’d play with anybody.

“Sorry.”

————

It was not Mammon’s day.

The witches had called on him a lot and his clothes were all torn.

It’s started raining on his way home but he didn’t have an umbrella.

And he was operating on barely two hours of sleep.

All Mammon wanted was to sleep, but of course even that’d be a challenge. As he walked into the HoL the first thing he noticed was Beel and Belphie in a blanket nest snuggled up together.

“That looks so comfy, can I join?”

Cuddles sounded so good right now.

“No stupid Mammon.”

“Sorry, he’s grouchy because Lucifer woke him up from a nap on accident. But maybe it’d be best if you didn’t join.”

He should have known. This wasn’t the celestial realm. His brothers didn’t want cuddles anymore.

Mammon made his way back to his room, nearly tripping on air on the way, but didn’t fail to pass by Asmodeous undetected.

“You look like shit.”

“Gee thanks.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you but I’m going out and don’t need whatever it is. So just... stay away. Okay?”

He really should be used to this by now.

He shouldn’t be crying silent tears by the time he gets to his room.

By the time he falls asleep he’s so exhausted he doesn’t get dinner.

————

It’d been four days.

Four days of no Mammon around the house.

He was never at dinner, seemingly always sleeping through.

He didn’t show at breakfast, already having left the house.

And none of the brothers had similar classes to their scummy second born.

Lucifer was the first to notice and tried to catch him when he came home but on the fifth day, Mammon just didn’t come home.

When someone finally pointed out that Mammon hadn’t been around recently and possibly could be in trouble, it of course was Beel.

“He doesn’t usually leave for this long though, what if he is in trouble?”

“Then why not just let him perish?”

“I agree with Levi. Let him wither wherever he is.”

“Enough everyone. Mammon’s been keeping a few crows in the aviary right? I’ll send one out and we can follow it, see if it leads us to him.”

“How do you know that’ll work?”

“It’s a dumb crow. They like Shiny things and his hair is a shiny thing.”

“Ya’ll are welcome for that, that shiny hair is because of me.”

————

When they finally found Mammon, it wasn’t pretty.

His normally white hair with almost purple iridescence was now a light brown, covered in dirt and what looked like soot.

His glasses were no where to be seen.

And his demon form was out, wings tied and possibly bleeding.

And the responsible demons were no other than the witches.

What hurt the brothers the most was seeing their normally lively sibling looking as if the life had been sucked out of him.

“Do you think this image will haunt them in their dreams?”

“Can I eat em?”

“What if we rip off their nails first.

“You underestimated us.”

“He May be a scummy demon and a terrible brother.”

“But he is our brother and we will not tolerate you harming him.”

For once, Mammon thought his brothers cared.

————

“What were you thinking Mammon!?”

He was wrong.

“This is disgraceful, you can’t keep getting in these situations. It’s embarrassing.”

“You’re embarrassing.”

“What would be a suitable punishment?”

Punishment?

For what?

Getting hurt?

If they were just gonna do this then why did they save him?

“If you were just going to punish me then why save me?”

“You’re our brother, you may be annoying but we care about you.”

“Since when did any of you care?”

“That’s not fair, we’ve always cared you’re just being dramatic.”

“I’m dramatic? Lucifer makes an entire demon out of pure rage and I’m the dramatic one?”

“Mammon-“

“No! I practically raised all of you! I brought Lucifer meals when he missed dinner, I covered all of your heads on the fall down, I planned Lillith’s service without any help because you all were mourning, I was the one who cuddled all of you when you had nightmares, and how was I thanked?”

“Mammon you’re being ridiculous-“

“I got hung upside down from the ceiling for days on end, I have fucking scars that I don’t remember getting because my brain has repressed the memories, I’ve gotten called scummy and an idiot for giving into my sin when all of you are excused, I’ve nearly died on multiple occasions covering for your asses when you do something wrong so Lucifer doesn’t get you, and when I try to reach out I’m pushed away by my own family.”

“Stop being so serious you know we love-“

“Love me? Love me!? You never cared about me. It took you four days to realize I was gone. And when I was hurt and obviously traumatized I’m told that I’m getting punished for being a victim. For being an embarrassment. If you wanted me gone so badly then why have just let me die!?”

The worst part was they all knew he was right.

They knew they used him as a punching bag.

They knew he’d taken the blame for them on multiple occasions.

They knew he was the only one who got criticized for his sin.

They knew he raised them.

They knew that if it weren’t for Mammon then they wouldn’t know what to do.

Which is why it hurt when Mammon left and didn’t come back.

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I don’t like how this turned out but I’ve been having a lot of writers block lately and I’m glad I was able to get something out. I may try and come back to this when my writers block isn’t so bad.

[ookami-tsun]

Hi!! I really enjoy your works!✨ Can I request Albedo and Venti with 😢 (when you get emotionally unstable)?

100 follower event

Oh gosh... I didn't post on Monday... T_T Recently it is hard to write...

plot idea : Ookami, writer : tsun

Albedo😢

As a proud researcher student, you are passionate about your research, but recently, you felt that you are no longer passionate about it and felt that it is more of something forced on you.

It turned from something you love into something that is hard for you to face. How dreadful it is to spend time here struggling instead of figuring it out within a day's time.

Nothing is going well! The research is not going as smooth as it is usually for you. And the worst thing about it is that the due date is coming soon and there are no results coming out at all...

'Am I doing it wrongly!?'

You started screaming in your heart, anyways... No one noticed how you are starting to cracked your brain over this rather difficult research from your eternally 'calm' appearance.

Rushing over every single method that you could think of, you found a pattern. Try and fail, try and fail... Is this a sign when someone is not meant for something they tried?

Impossible! It have been successful every time and this time... This time will... My perfect result streak..!

Holding the result slip that you gotten from the most recent and last idea you had, you start to feel frustrated while letting the paper drop down to the floor as you grab onto the edge of the table.

"I... I really... Why am I so useless..! It can't be that... Am I really that s-stupid?!"

While stretching, you ruffle up your hair as you let out a noise of distress

Suddenly, someone opened the door to the room and you turned to face the guest. It turns out to be Albedo.

Quickly making sure that you have your calm mask on, you asked him for the reason of his appearance, but he just stare at you as you start to flush. Is there something on your face...?

While touching your face to check, he starts to tell you to talk to him about your research which made you panic, so you tried to avoid it but he keeps bringing it up and you end up confessing about it in the end.

With his input and opinion, you realized how he somehow helped you figured out the main problem in your approach.

While you felt that you have lesser stress on your shoulders, you thank him but he turned away while refusing to acknowledge helping you. As he deny, you can hear that he is somehow in a good mood

"I did nothing... You figured it out yourself"

Venti😢

Just as you managed to enter the knights, you lucked out and was appointed as the assistant of Jean. An honor to be directly under her.

But recently, you noticed how it comes with... Stress!

Everyday, you are met with mountains of paper and all are to be processed before passing it over to Jean. The worst is there are always last minute submission... Just give a thought to those that need to deal with it!

Noting that the working hours is ending soon, you stress yourself and try to increase your speed, barely manage to clear up the urgent work. You simply just want to have your short nap during your break.

Sigh... it is really hard to get used to working under such a huge workload.

...

Waking up due to the noisy after alarm, you noticed that you slept over your break and woke up to empty office. Everyone must have gone out without you! You stood up as your foot kicked something under the table: Long overdue library books!

Grabbing the bag, you rushed out. You probably able to join with the rest after returning the books... Lisa is totally going to come after you for the long overdue books... It is worse than joining back late with the rest for patrol!

Breathing heavily for running all the way over, you felt as despair as you noticed that the library is closed today. This is the worst!

Just as you started running about, trying to figure where the rest were, Kaeya approached and as you to open your bag. Puzzled, you opened and he grabbed the wrapped packet out

"Hey! That is my lunch!"

"Well... I will keep the fact that you slept while working a secret in exchange"

Remarking this, he ran off without letting you have any time to react...

"Dang it!"

As you started getting angry, Venti appeared.

Apparently he have some souvenirs that he gotten for you when he left to travel. He wanted to surprise you, but he noticed that you are troubled.

Seeing Venti, you felt happy and momentarily felt comforted by his appearance, at least that's one good thing today. As you approached, he hugged you while asking you about your day, which you gladly reveal.

Now understanding the situation, he gave you a pat on the head while telling you about how it is fine to screw up once in a while and it is excusable when you are still new on the job. Explaining it to others will help.

After taking in the advice, you told Venti that you want to explain to others and apologies for your mistakes. Hearing that, Venti gave you a smile and decides to accompany you while you do that. Which you agreed as his accompany made you more confident to face your mistakes.

[simeonisalesbian]

Hey so how would the obey me demon bros deal with a s/o who’s been a bit distant all week and if the demon boy asks what is wrong, s/o tells him “I’ll let you know when I’m done thinking about it”. They’re thinking hard about whether to take this potion they obtained or not. A week goes by and s/o confesses that they made a decision about something and they’ve took a potion to expand their lifespan a couple thousands of years instead of just living to be 100, s/o wants to spent more time with their demon boy, but they also realised 100 years is such a short amount of time for a demon, they’d be all alone after just 100 years for thousands of years?

Lmao you're filling up my ask box with so many big brain ideas all at once! This isn't a complaint at all btw so thank you ^.^

Lucifer:

He notices you been a bit more spaced out through the day and asks you about it later in his office

he's content with your answer. There are times when he needs a bit of space to reorganize his thoughts so he doesn’t mind

Of course, he is curious what you could possibly be thinking about. It couldn't have possibly been something he's done, right?

He does try not to dwell on it however he does start snapping at his brothers more often and for the smallest of things.

He also seems to be working later than usual. You can't help but wonder if he's slept at all actually.

He looked half asleep when you came into his office to explain what you were thinking about the past week.

When you tell him what you decided he visibly relaxes.

"You know you could have discussed this with me, love. That's a large decision to make on your own, though I am very pleased with the outcome."

He hadn't realized how worried he was about losing you until you were so distant this past week.

Now he just held you in his arms glad to have you with him longer than what would have originally been.

Mammon:

when you start being a bit more distant and don't seem to be paying as much attention to him he immediately panics

your response doesn't help him much either

Thinking about what? Did he do something wrong? He stole a couple of your sweatshirts but that can't be it, right?

If you suddenly start finding objects that you thought you lost well Mammon doesn't have much to say about it.

it's not like he took em or anything so you can't be mad at him for it. Please don't be mad at him

you acting weird and distant makes him act all weird and he ends up sucking up to everyone trying to figure out where he fucked up.

Now you have all of the brothers worried because Mammon doesn't pay off his debts for any random reason.

when you do finally explain he just hugs you

"Just tell me this shit, you stupid human. I was worried you hated me." The last part was mumbled.

It then sinks in what you finally said.

He's thrilled that he has longer to be with you. He's hugging you even tighter now telling you just how much he loves you.

He didn't ever want to bring it up but your mortality did weigh on his mind everyone and a while.

Insist you two go to a casino to celebrate. You just made him the luckiest demon in the world Mc he's gotta take advantage of this luck while it lasts!

Leviathan:

he notices your more distant when you weren't paying nearly as much attention while you two were playing a game

he pauses to ask what's up and nods as you give him the answer

He's fine with it at first. Then he starts getting in his head about it.

What were you thinking about that you didn't want to tell him? Did he forget a date again? He did get really into a new game the other day it's possible he forgot. Oh shit, what if he forgot too many dates and you were thinking about breaking up with him. Maybe your sick of being with a gross otaku like him...

Levi's mind really is his own worst enemy here.

He becomes more reclusive and stays in his room the entire week just kinda moping about.

When you finally do come to tell him what you were thinking about he completely interrupts you crying his eyes out

"Please don't break up with Mc. I- I- I know I'm not the be-best at dating or even being your boy- boyfriend b-but I can try harder! I can give up video games for-uhh- for a few hours- no wait days and- and-"

you have to stop him and reassure him that you are definitely not breaking up with him.

When you finally do explain what you were thinking about and that you chose to take the potion he starts tearing up again

Don't worry they're happy tears this time He's just so overwhelmed. In fact, he's so excited he just hugs you crying into you mumbling 'I love you's between breaths

Satan:

he notices you were staring at the same page of a book for far too long to actually be reading so he asks what wrong

He's fine with your answer but makes sure he's there to listen if you want to talk about whatever it is you're thinking about

He does keep an eye on you just to make sure you don't seem unhappy with him or anything

and you don't seem upset. Just lost in thought. He is still slightly concerned though. You've been think for a while now. You'll talk to him if you need to, right?

He definitely seems a bit more irritable this past week and Lucifer is growing really sick of how many pranks have been played on him.

When you do finally explain why you were so distant he's speechless. He's just so filled with love and adoration he can't find words to express it.

He just holds you close thrilled he'll have more time than planned for with you.

If you notice his eyes are a bit wet well he found some dusty books is all. He's not crying don't be ridiculous.

Asmodeus:

He's very concerned when you start acting a bit distant.

He smiles telling you not to "think too hard it will give you wrinkles!"

He does worry a bit though. Is he being too clingy? Is he not being attentive enough?

He's so good when it comes to short flings or one-night stands that he worries he's not good enough to be in a long-term relationship.

he does try to push the thoughts out of his mind. He does trust you enough to tell him straight out if he did something wrong. Communication is key after all.

That doesn't stop him from having a self-care day every single day. The stress of you thinking is going to ruin his natural glow!

When you do finally tell him he practically screams out of excitement before attacking you with kisses

"Oh, darling this is so exciting! I'll make sure you never regret your choice ever I love you so much!"

Beelzebub:

He is worried as soon as he notices you eating a bit slower than usual and seems a bit spaced out.

He asks if he did something wrong first, before asking what's wrong in general.

he doesn't mind that your thinking about something. He's just worried that something happened that has you thinking this hard.

Are you certain he didn't do something wrong? Did his brothers do something wrong? Was a random demon mean to you? He can just eat them if that's the case.

He does eat a bit more than usual causing everyone else to get annoyed that they have to refill the fridge 3 times in one day

when you do finally come forward and tell him you drank the potion he just engulfs you in a bear hug. He's so very happy he doesn't have to worry about losing you anytime soon. You might have to tap out of the hug though since he'll start breaking bones if he hugs you any tighter

Belphegor:

Asks you when you zone out instead of actually napping with him.

He grumbles joking that you should think quieter since it woke him up.

He doesn't actually fall asleep afterward though.

He's concerned he did something that made you upset again. You'd tell him if he did right? He doesn't want to go through the effort of pushing you if you aren't going to tell him. If you're upset you should just yell at him instead of saying you thinking or whatever.

He'll act all petty until you tell him what's up. Your best pillows are magically going to disappear and the soft blanket you love so much is now always being used by the sleepy demon

When you finally do tell him he feels like a bit of an asshole for stealing your entire bedspread.

He's not the best at expressing his feelings so he'll just cling to you mumbling how he loves you to the moon and back.

Not only have all your pillows reappeared but you have the best dreams for a few months straight.

[bunnie-the-lighthouse]

𝒫𝒶𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒰𝓈~

Pairing: ATEEZ Choi San, ATEEZ Jung Woo-Young & Reader

Warnings: The Kinkiest And Most Suggestive Thing I Have Possibly Done. Kinda Long Too (I Think). This Is Kinda Experimental, I Made The Reader Dominant And It’s The First Time I’ve Honestly Done That. If You Don’t Feel Comfortable At Any Point Of The Reading -- Do Not Continue. 

Inspiration: Constant State Of Ded + Constant Loss of Braincells.

Basic Idea: Kinda Cursed. San, Woo-Young, And You Have An Established Polyamorous Relationship. They Go Back Home Exhausted And Demand To Be Pampered. But Make It ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

Type: Suggestive (The Suggestive Overpowers The Fluff.)

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Wait, isn’t it like this instead?” San danced slowly in order to show Yun-Ho bit by bit how he remembered the performance to bit, “No, no, before the hip thrust you have to stand still, cross your arms over your face, and…” Yun-Ho trailed off and showed San the move.

“Ah!… Ok, ok,” San said as he then copied Yun-Ho’s move. He then practiced a bit more in order to engrave the pattern in his brain. Afterward, he sat down on the floor, panting out — tired from having to control every bit of his body in order to execute the dance correctly.

“Tired?” a voice asked as San looked up and saw Woo-Young sitting down next to him. “Yeah…” he whimpered out while laying down. Woo-Young then patted San’s head softly, “We’re almost done,” he reassures as the other nods.

The entire group then did one last final practice, San going down hard while Woo-Young made sure that his moves showcased his vibe while also making sure that movements were sharp enough.

Soon after practice, San and Woo-Young were on their way back home. Woo-Young leaning on San’s shoulder as San leaned his head on Woo-Young’s. They were both exhausted and beat, their muscles aching after practice — it was a harder dance than Fireworks, for God’s sake.

“San-Ah, Woo-Young-Ah, we’re here,” their manager called as the two woke up from their short nap. “Ah… Thank you Manager-Nim,” San thanked as Woo-Young bowed his head.

The two then sluggishly went into the apartment complex, going up to the third floor, where your shared apartment was.

You were sitting in bed, reading a book. You got a little carried away, not noticing that it was already two AM — you couldn’t deny — that was an addictive book. Shocked at the time you quickly placed the book away reluctantly, placing it on the nightstand as you stretched in order to relieve your muscles from staying in the same position for hours.

The door lock then chimed, signaling that the door was unlocked. You then decided to wait for the boys to enter the room, to see them before you fell asleep.

“_____-ie?” Woo-Young asked as you waved, “Hi guys, tired?” you asked as they both were pouting. San nodded as Woo-Young immediately crashed on the bed, face first. “Young-Ah?” you asked worriedly while crawling over to put your hand on his back.

“We’re tired~” San whined while sitting down on the floor grumpily, like a toddler throwing a mild tantrum. You smile while shaking your head, amused at the scene.

“Come, I’ll cuddle you,” you said while sitting back down on the bed as the two scrambled over to you. San hugged your waist while Woo-Young laid his head on your lap, as it was more accessible when he rolled over.

You then played with their hair, that is until Woo-Young looked at you. 

“Can you pamper us?… I had a dream the other day…” 

He trails off while tiredly tugging on your shirt, “What is it, Young-Ah?” you asked as he then whines.

While you were trying to figure out what Woo-Young wanted, San groaned, catching your attention. “Sannie?” you asked as he then made you lean back, raising your shirt up.

Blood flew to your cheeks as you gasped, “Sannie?” you asked again with a slightly concerned tone as he then blinks slowly and attaches his lips to your breast, sucking on it softly as you squeal softly.

As San pulls back, Woo-Young musters up some strength to pull you down, so that you lay down on bed. You squeak at his move as he then licks your sensitive bud, to later suck on it. San does the same on your other as you then realize.

They wanted to be breastfed...

Moaning and whimpering while sucking on your breast, a motherly essence overwhelmed you. “There, there, no one is going to steal from you two,” you said while running your hands through their hair.

San mews at you softly, as his tongue flicks your bud. Woo-Young then pulls away and trails kitten licks from your collarbone to your neck. Meanwhile, San also started to take off his shirt and unbutton his pants.

Woo-Young then crashed his lips onto yours as you moaned in the kiss. It was sloppy, but it definitely turned you as he rubbed circles on your tummy. San then nips your bud, making you gasp with pleasure. He then holds onto your hand and trails it onto his toned abdomen.

Woo-Young pulled away from the kiss, taking off his shirt. As San guided your hand to his buddy, the other looking at his partner mischievously. “Mommy.. Please,” San whimpered out as you coo, wrapping your hand around his friend. Woo-Young then pouts and crosses his arms, whining.

“Why does he get more pampered than me, mommy? Don’t you love me too? Mommy~ Please pamper me too~”

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Hi Everyone. 

I want to commit auto-dead.

This is like one of the kinkiest and dirtiest things I’ve typed, I honestly feel fjaskdlfjalsd about it. 

Kinda worried how people are gonna react.  Kinda worried if I should even keep this.  Kinda worried if I’m going to get killed.  Not gonna lie. I just feel *ouch*. 

I’m sorry if it made you uncomfortable by the way! It’s the first time I’m typing a Dominant Reader imagine so, it’s kinda an experiment for me. (I am a sub... And it’s embarrassing to say that lol).

Please do tell me if this is too much. I’ll immediately get to deleting the post if I see that it is making lots of people uncomfortable. 

And I am sorry for being offline for some time -- I have been... Procrastinating in everything lol. 

I also have been using some of my time to work on assignments -- both for the Summer Program and a Summer Assignment. 

They are both quite lengthy, so please bear with me. (╥﹏╥)

I do have some other stuff in store, so do not worry! 

On the other bright side, we also reached 100 fellas! 100 of y’all followed me and T_T it makes me emotional. 

Thank you so much for supporting me in this small hobby of mine, it really makes me happy to know that y’all are enjoying the stuff I type :D

If there are any requests, the inbox is open! 

Have a great day y’all, stay safe, drink water, eat, take breaks!

I’ll catch y’all next time!

[honeypiehotchner]

intelligence & issues (Hotch x Fem!Reader) -- chapter twenty-nine

Hi babes!! Unfortunately I’m the bearer of some bad news :( I move back to college tomorrow and the new semester starts Tuesday, meaning I’m not going to have as much free time as I used to. Last semester I was off campus for some personal reasons, so I had more time, but now I’m going back. This just means updates for this fic won’t be twice a week anymore, and I don’t want to have any certain set schedule for them either because I need to focus on my classes first and foremost. 

That being said! This might be the last chapter you see from me for a little bit :( I don’t want to promise anything, so I won’t say when you can expect a new chapter -- but I will be finishing this fic, don’t worry about it being discontinued because it is most definitely not. I will 100% be active on here always, so you’re welcome to send me asks and tag me in things and DM me whenever! I’m also going to start doing headcanons, especially for Hotch, so you can keep your eyes peeled for those!!

I’m going to hush now and let you enjoy this chapter! xx.

Warnings: SMUT! Unprotected sex, fingering, cockwarming, Daddy kink is still here folks, a bit of angst here and there

Previous chapter || Fic Masterlist

Chapter Twenty-Nine: But I woke up in a safehouse singing, “Honey, let’s get married.”

Dinner is at Aaron’s apartment tonight and you have half of a mind to wonder if he did this because he wanted you here to punish you for how bratty you’ve been, but you try not to think that far ahead yet. If you do, you’ll be too giddy to even eat.

Currently, you’re curled up on his couch. He called ahead to his building to tell them to let you in, and he even gave you his spare key from his go bag, so you could get in and disable and reset the alarm system. Having the alarm system already makes you feel ten times safer than in your own apartment. You wish you had one of these.

You stopped at your apartment after lunch with the team to grab a bag of clothes. You were only going to grab one change, but you know yourself (and Aaron) better than that, so you grabbed four days’ worth. And all your toiletries.

You’re not even ashamed of the fact. You sat it in the middle of Aaron’s bed, too.

But right now, you have the TV turned to some random channel while you doze in and out of a nap.

This is where Aaron finds you, sleeping soundly on his couch, curled in on yourself. He grabs a blanket from his room and throws it over you, careful not to wake you when he kisses your forehead.

He’d like to come home to this every single day. Coming home to you every day sounds like his own personal heaven.

Aaron changes into a t-shirt and jeans before getting started on dinner, all while moving quietly so as not to wake you.

The moment your brain becomes remotely aware of another presence, you’re awake. Actually, you’re jolting awake, sitting up off the couch so fast you almost make yourself dizzy, only to find the “other presence” is just Aaron in the kitchen.

You relax back against the couch cushions, untangling your legs from the blanket you don’t remember covering up with. Aaron must’ve put it on you when he got home.

You wrap the blanket around your shoulders and venture into the kitchen, leaning against the counter while Aaron cooks. You have no idea what it is, but it looks good, and the way he smiles at you makes the food smell better – if that’s even possible.

“Morning honey pie,” Aaron says, pausing his stirring to bring you into his arms, careful of the blanket so it doesn’t catch fire.

“Honey pie,” you repeat with a stupid smile. “That’s new.”

He grins. “I was listening to it on the way home and thought of you.” He pauses to kiss you. “Do you not like it?”

“I think it’s adorable,” you chuckle, wrapping the blanket tighter and practically burrowing into his chest. “I just didn’t pin you as the ‘honey pie’ kind of guy.”

“What kind of guy did you pin me as?”

“Little girl, for starters,” you snicker. “Brat. Little one. Sweetheart.”

“Well, you are still all of those,” he says. “Just add honey pie to the list.”

“Gladly,” you nod, letting go of him so he can return to the stove. “I need a pet name for you,” you muse, hopping up on the counter opposite of the stove.

“Don’t you have one?”

“Do you really think I should call you Daddy in public?”

“I’d love it.”

“Would you?” You ask almost immediately. “Seriously?”

He turns around with a shrug. “Yes. But I know what you’re saying. What about honey?”

“I’m already honey pie.”

“Okay…” He chuckles, turning back around. “Dear? Babe?”

“Maybe,” you say. “Babe sounds nice. Do you like babe?”

“I like whatever you call me. Within reason.”

“Fair,” you smile, knowing he caught himself at the last minute. You almost might’ve gotten yourself in trouble. And you might right now. “What about husband?”

Aaron barely reacts, but you see his muscles tense.

“I’d love that,” he finally says. He turns around and his face has gone soft, almost like he wants to cry. “What about wife? Do you like that?”

“I love it,” you whisper. “Do you remember what I said last night?”

“Do you remember what you said last night?” He counters. “You were so tired.”

“I was, but I remember what I said.”

“Okay then, what did you say?”

“That you needed to be careful,” you start. “Or I’d wanna marry you for real.”

“I didn’t think you’d remember saying that,” he admits. “It’s why I haven’t mentioned it. I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Scare me?” You ask. “How?”

He sighs. “I know you were engaged to Trevor and that didn’t end well and-- Well, I was scared if I brought it up, you’d get scared and end things.”

“Aaron…” You shake your head. “No…babe, no, I—I said that because I meant it. Yes, what happened with Trevor didn’t end well, but I was young. He was…awful and manipulative. I was naïve. But I know you’re not him. You are miles different from him and that’s a good thing. And you’re not gonna scare me away with talking about marriage.” You pause to laugh awkwardly. “It’s actually been on my mind ever since I heard my mom’s son-in-law comment.”

“Yeah,” he laughs, the sound easing the tension in the air. “I heard that, too. I didn’t want to bring that up either, though.”

“She means well,” you shrug. “But it did get me thinking about it.”

“Me too.”

“I mean, obviously not right now because I mean…we’ve barely been really dating for a…month? How long?”

“I guess a month,” he agrees. “But those dinners were dates, by the way.”

“I know they were, you son of a bitch.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“Hm?” You raise your eyebrows innocently.

“I’ll let that slide,” he says sternly. “But I agree. It’s too early to get married, and I’d never want to rush you.”

“But…at least we know what we both want?” You offer. “And we still have to think about Strauss.”

“Yes, but we can cross that bridge when we get to it. For now, let’s just focus on tonight.”

“I like that idea,” you grin. “And speaking of tonight, do you mind if I stay?”

“I assumed you were, but of course not. You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”

“I just feel safer here.”

“Safer?”

“I mean, my apartment isn’t exactly in the best area,” you chuckle, swinging your legs. “And I think it’s telling that I felt safe enough to fall asleep and not wake up with every little sound.”

“I was surprised you didn’t wake up when I walked in,” he replies.

“Me too,” you murmur. “But I liked sleeping and not waking up every five minutes.”

“I like that you felt safe enough to.”

You shrug, like it’s nothing. “I always feel safe when I’m with you.”

But to Aaron, it means everything.

+++

Later, you’re snuggled into Aaron’s side on the couch with a blanket thrown over your legs. The two of you are watching some random rerun of some random show – because you’re dumb and forgot to bring any movies, and he’s too busy to have a single movie here aside from a few cartoons that Jack likes.

After one long episode, you begin to feel Aaron’s hand inch closer to your thigh. Your mind buzzes with the thrill of it, but his hand stops, his palm gently squeezing your thigh, but not moving a single centimeter more.

“Aaron,” you murmur. “What are you doing?”

“You know exactly what I’m doing, little girl,” he pauses, craning his neck to press a kiss to the top of your head. “The real question is, do you want me to stop?”

You can’t help but smile, so you bury your face into his shoulder. “You know my answer.”

“Use your words.”

“Don’t stop,” you whisper. “Please.”

“Please what?”

You lift your head to look into his eyes, the smirk remaining on your lips. “Please, Daddy.”

“That’s better,” he smiles, leaning forward to press another kiss to your lips. “Now, spread your legs for me.”

You do as you’re told, settling back into the couch cushions. The blanket is kicked aside and forgotten on the floor, along with your panties.

“Don’t make a mess on my couch,” he warns. Then his face lights up like he’s had a brilliant idea. “Actually, come up here.”

You don’t understand where exactly here is until he pats his lap.

Oh, you are so down for sitting on his lap.

You practically scramble onto his lap, settling over his thighs with your back pressed against his chest. He spreads your legs over both of his, so needless to say, you are wide open and vulnerable — exactly how he wants you.

His arms circle your waist and pull you into him, and he buries his face in your neck, kissing and nipping, until he finds a nice spot on your shoulder. The neckline of your shirt is stretched and tugged so he can have the best access, and soon you have a dark purple hickey forming on your skin.

He soothes the spot with his tongue, listening intently to your little whimpers and whines. He’s teased you for too long, he knows it. But you haven’t exactly been on your best behavior, so he doesn’t stop.

It doesn’t take long for you to start squirming in his lap, chasing some semblance of friction, but his arms hold you tightly, squeezing in warning. You stop moving, but not without whining.

“Little girl,” he warns. “Don’t move. Understood?”

“Yes—Yeah.”

“You know that’s not how you answer me.”

“Yes, sir,” you groan, ready to scramble from his grip and take care of yourself in the bathroom. You know that wouldn’t work either, though, because he’s bound to break the door down to stop you.

That would look hot, though.

A warm pressure over your pussy brings you right back to Earth. His palm is cupping your heat, and it’s torture. Delicious torture, but torture nonetheless.

Aaron’s middle finger slips inside of you and you muffle a cry, leaning your head back onto his shoulder. This only gives him more access to your neck, which he gladly uses to his advantage while he slowly pumps his finger in and out.

You’re ready to cum right then, but he slows to a stop, pulling his finger from you. Your chest is rising and falling steadily, your mind lost in a haze so thick you don’t even realize he’s spreading your wetness over his index finger. You catch up to his antics when he pushes two fingers back inside you, the stretch from this angle causing your eyes to widen.

“Shhh,” he shushes your whimpers. “You’re being so good for me. My good girl, letting me hold her down like this. I know I’ve been mean, refusing to fuck you, but I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart.”

His sweet nothings in your ear coupled with him adding a third finger nearly sends you over the edge right there. He feels it, too, the way your walls squeeze and flutter around his fingers. All he has to do is suck on your neck and thumb your clit to push you over.

There’s something wildly arousing about being held against his chest, forced to ride out the waves of your orgasm with minimal movement and maximum closeness as he bites another hickey into your neck, completely on accident.

He continues stroking your walls slowly until you’ve calmed down, slumping into his arms, satisfied. You’re too dazed to notice he’s unbuttoning his jeans and lifting you up, so he can slide his pants and boxers off.

You gasp when you feel his bare thighs on yours, his thick cock pressing into your back, already hard. Truthfully, he was hard before he even touched you. But making you cum only made him harder. Something about holding you and listening to your cries always has Aaron feeling like a teenager all over again.

Which is why he almost cums immediately after being inside of you. He holds it together, and you’re still sensitive, still rolling through some small waves of pleasure, and this angle is new. He fills you, stretches you differently this way.

Once he’s fully seated in you, he doesn’t move. He holds you there, both arms circled around your waist, his head buried in your neck, peppering sweet kisses there over the marks he made.

You have no idea how long he holds you there, letting you warm his cock, but you nearly fall asleep. On top of being held like this, you’re realizing you could probably sleep soundly with him deep inside you. Something about it is so soothing, you feel safe.

When he does spill inside of you, it’s after only a few thrusts, and you stay there in his arms, eyes closed, blissfully dozing for what feels like an hour.

He leans back into the couch cushions, keeping you in his arms and comfortable. And safe.

+++

A hot shower follows, and soon the two of you are in his bed. His arm is around you, allowing you to be tucked into his chest, your head right over his heart. You had forgotten how sweet his heartbeat is. How it’s your favorite lullaby.

It’s getting late and the silence only allows your thoughts to begin brewing. About your earlier conversation, and about what your mom told you. And about what you need to tell Aaron.

You know he needs to know. You know it’s the kind of thing you tell your partner, especially if the two of you are having unprotected sex. You kind of thought Aaron would’ve asked you about it before now. But aside from asking permission to cum inside you that first night, he’s never mentioned it. And you’ve never stopped him, so you wonder why he’s never asked.

Doesn’t he wonder why you haven’t been worried about getting pregnant? He knows you’re not on birth control, or at least, you think he’d pick up on that, even if he doesn’t outright say it.

You’re not sure what comes over you. Maybe it’s the exhaustion, or maybe you’re tired of delaying it, but you blurt, “Do you think it’s wrong for us to be thinking about marriage right now?”

“No,” he replies, surprising you. His breathing hadn’t evened out completely just yet, but you half expected him to be on the edge of sleep, too far gone to answer. “Why do you ask?”

“I don’t know,” you say, even though you do. “I guess I’m just worried we will rush into it and it’ll end up a mess. That’s what Trevor and I did. Before…Before things got bad, we were so in love. I was so in love with him. Marrying him felt right. I knew we were rushing, but we were young, so I thought it was right. Young people rush things. It’s practically part of our personality.”

Aaron hums, rubbing circles on your arm with his thumb. “And now?”

“Now…” You sigh. “I just want you to know all that you’re getting into.”

“What are you talking about?”

Here goes nothing, you guess. “Aaron, I can’t have kids.”

Silence. You were afraid he’d react with silence. So, you ready yourself for the inevitable ending of things. But you don’t move from his arms. If he’s about to end things, he’ll have to move you off of him.

“Please say something,” you whisper, shifting slightly, hating that your throat feels like it’s closing up. “If you’re upset, or if you want to…to end things here, I get it, I should’ve—”

“Stop, Y/N, stop.” Aaron moves around, sitting up against the headboard, bringing you with him. “Listen to me: I don’t want to end things.”

“You don’t?”

“No, of course not,” he exhales shakily, looking into your eyes. “It’s okay. I’m happy with Jack. I’ve—I don’t regret bringing him into this world, but sometimes I do wonder what would’ve happened if we had thought twice. If I had thought twice about bringing a kid into my world, where I’m always gone and I’m always at risk. He doesn’t know I’m at risk, but he knows I’m gone, and it takes a toll on him. I don’t want to add another kid into the mix.”

Your eyes are welling with tears, and he can see it. It breaks his heart when he had to thumb one away.

“Did you think I was going to end our relationship over that?”

You nod pathetically, hating it when a choked sob creeps up your throat. “I know how much you love Jack and I—I was so sure you wouldn’t want me anymore when you found out I can’t give you another kid.”

“Sweet girl…come here.” Aaron gathers you in his arms, pulling you into his chest. He kisses the top of your head, shushing your cries. “Do the doctors know why? Are you sick?”

“No,” you shake your head, wiping your eyes on his shirt. “They don’t really know why, but I’m not sick or anything. I’ve never gone back for a full diagnosis. And I’ve never worried about it until now.”

“You don’t need to worry about it anymore,” he whispers. “It’s okay. We’re okay.”

You fall asleep listening to his voice, over and over, saying it’s all okay.

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[txdoroki]

kenma and sugawara with an s/o that loves to nap :]

@babymilkawa I HOPE I GOT THEIR CHARACTERS RIGHT PLS LMK IF THERE'S SOMETHING THAT I CAN IMPROVE ON AHHHH :]

uhhh this is my first writing for haikyuu, so forgive me if it isn't the best :,) i rlly hope this was good tho!!

gn reader | warnings: none | words: 629

fluff asf

hope you enjoy :)))

kenma kozume

-doesn’t sleep while you are, but likes having you lay next to him nonetheless

-honestly quiet anyways even if you’re awake, he likes to just coexist with you on his chest while he plays on his game

-your breathing always seems to match up with his while you’re sleeping on accident, you don’t point it out though

-sometimes if he decides he’s stayed at your house for too long in the middle of your nap, he’ll quietly get up, get you situated on whatever you’re sleeping on, and kiss your forehead before leaving to go home

-although you’ve literally never caught him in the act. not even once, so you assume he’s fast and stealthy about it.?

-or maybe he takes his time who tf knows mans is too quiet it’s like he trained himself to tiptoe correctly

-when you first got together he would be confused when you wouldn’t respond to his dry ass texts until hours later, until he found you napping on your couch a few weeks into dating

-now you literally fall asleep everywhere at all times, and he just quietly situates you so you’re comfy whenever you’re together

-always is sure to have a spare blanket in his backpack in case you randomly decide to sleep in a movie theater or something

-it comes in handy wayyyyy too much for him to take out of his bag

-maybe just maybe he likes to stare (not in a creepy way) at your peaceful expression whenever you’re asleep

-i mean you just look so happy how could he not??

-when he beats a level in his game, it makes a dumb loud noise and he is always like (*´ー｀*) when you start stirring because it woke you up

sugawara koshi

-100% has a collection of pictures on his phone that he took when you were sleeping in a crazy position

-scrolls through them when he misses you to make him smile

-def naps with you

-says it’s a bonding moment but really just. you just look so comfy so why not.

-likes to play soft, sweet music while you both are sleeping so you wake up and he gets to see you looking all flustered because of whatever lyrics

-yall have a whole ass nap playlist (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ im so jealous

-one time like a month ago you woke up to him singing along to “love.” by kendrick lamar and that moment alone runs through your brain 24/7

-his dopey smile when he sees you still laying next to him when he wakes up >>>> PLS I WANNA CRY HES SO CUTE

-likes spooning you when you’re napping, or at least cuddling in some way so he’s holding you against him

-whenever you wake up and you see him just smiling at you you go to apologize for wasting your entire night from your napping but then he’s like

-no y/n!! i love napping with you, you’re so warm :] now c’mere we’re cuddling again

-never leaves while you’re asleep, if you go to sleep laying with him, you’ll wake up that way.

-he always demands a goodbye kiss from you anyways, and it isn’t much fun to kiss your partner goodbye when they won’t remember it

-although he does gets a lil frustrated when you nap on the bench when you had promised to watch him practice, he understands you’re just sleepy all the time

-tbh more mad he can’t skip practice and cuddle with you than mad that you’re asleep

-you have a designated cuddle blanket that you make him wash before you come over

-sometimes he makes lil blanket forts on his bed for you to nap in cause you had mentioned it made you happy to nap surrounded by blankets and softness ONCE.

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[perfectpaperbluebirds]

@sicktember Prompt # 6: Nebulizer

Title: A Friend in Need

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Based on this post (Nebulizer)

Spencer Reid doesn't have the strongest lungs, and this isn't his first go-round with a nebulizer, but that doesn't make him hate it any less. When he falls asleep with it running, the team makes sure he gets his medicine and his rest.

(Author's note: so excited to try my hand at writing this fandom! I've recently rediscovered this show and I forgot how much I love these characters.)

Spencer Reid always avoided the spotlight, and today he hoped to attract even less attention than usual as he returned from sick leave after a severe chest infection. So naturally, as soon as the elevator opened onto the bullpen, every single person turned to look at him. He reddened immediately, trying to hide the case holding his nebulizer as he shuffled awkwardly to his desk, coughing softly.

JJ approached him immediately, closely followed by Agents Hotchner and Rossi.

"What are you doing here, Spence? I thought you were going to be off for the rest of the week," JJ said with a little frown. "You're still looking pretty sick."

Reid met their stares --Rossi's concerned, Hotch's disapproving and JJ's worried-- with his own pleading look. "I just… really need to get back into some sort of routine. I can't sit at home doing nothing for five more days. I know I'm not at 100% yet, but I've already been off for two weeks, and I don't want to miss any more time. And I'm doing a lot better than I was. I just want to be here to help."

Hotch's stern look deepened. "I don't approve of this, Reid. You look like you could sleep for a week. But I'm not going to kick you out if you really want to be here. You're not cleared for the field though. Paperwork only."

"Paperwork only." Reid nodded. "That's all I want." 

"Ok. And if you need to leave, please do. I'm not signing any time slips for you this week. From an administrative standpoint, you're home until Monday."

"I get it," Reid nodded again. "Thanks, Hotch." JJ and the unit chief walked away, talking softly and casting him worried looks.

"Take it easy, this week Spencer. Don't overdo it," Rossi warned as he too turned to walk away.

"I will. Hey Rossi-- I'll… need to use the nebulizer over lunch. Where's a good place for me to plug it in? I don't have any extra outlets over here," Reid asked, highly embarrassed.

"You can use my office, kiddo. There's an outlet behind the couch. Go in whenever you need."

"Thanks a lot."

"Any time."

As soon as he walked away, Prentiss and Morgan took his place. 

"Reid, you're here!" Emily leaned over to give him a quick hug. "We missed you."

"Welcome back, kid," Morgan added.

"I missed you guys too. It's good to be back."

Emily had kept a hand on his shoulder and now placed it against his neck with a little frown. "You still feel pretty feverish to me, though. Are you sure you're ok to be here?"

"I have a low-grade fever that I can't shake. It always happens when I get these infections. My doctor said I'm no longer contagious and can start slowly returning to normal activity though."

"Hmm. You're not going out to the field though, right?"

"No, I'll stay back until Hotch clears me."

"Good." She gave him another hug. "It's really good to see you though."

"Thanks, Emily."

"You need breathing treatments now?" Morgan asked, nodding at the nebulizer case.

Reid reddened yet again. "Just for a few weeks to strengthen my lungs. I… needed the nebulizer a lot as a kid, and when I get really sick now, it… helps."

"Hmm. Well just… take it easy, ok? You're not looking so hot, and we need that brain of yours at 100%. Don't overdo it."

"I won't, Morgan."

The hours ticked by as usual. Mentally, Spencer was doing much better back at work and being productive. Physically, he was struggling. The persistent fever sapped his energy and made him shaky, and the constant coughing over the past few weeks had fried his nerves. His cough ebbed and flowed with the medication, and as lunch approached, it started to become even more of a nuisance, enough so that he began to attract looks from everyone nearby when he would have his fits. 

JJ, Hotch, and Rossi had left a few hours before to attend some communications briefings. When noon rolled around and they hadn't returned, Reid decided it was as good a time as any for his treatment. He surreptitiously brought the nebulizer to Rossi's office and got it set up. 

The office was warm and peaceful, away from the constant worried looks from everyone. Reid leaned back and got comfortable on the couch holding the mask for the nebulizer to his face. However, he hadn't realized how much even the light activity of the morning had worn him out, and in moments he found himself dozing off to the machine's rhythmic humming. His hand kept dropping away from his face as he struggled to stay awake, the mist spraying everywhere except where it was supposed to. 

Shortly after he turned on the machine, Emily, who had been keeping tabs on him, glanced in the window of Rossi's office  and took stock of the situation. Seeing Reid falling in and out of consciousness, she opened the door and crept in without hesitation. Sitting beside him on the couch, she picked up the mask from where he'd dropped it and held it to his face for him. The next time Reid woke, he jumped to find her beside him. She gave him a friendly wink, keeping her hand on the mask.

"I've got this. You just rest for a bit."

His brow furrowed, and she saw he considered protesting, but after a moment he gave her a grateful look and let his eyes slip closed.

A few moments later, Garcia poked her head in, having seen Emily enter the office and not come back out. She assessed the scene in her expert way, and sympathy filled her face.

"Aww, poor baby! He looks so sick," Garcia whispered.

"He's burning up," Emily murmured. "He shouldn't have come in."

"Let me get him a blanket so he can get a good nap." She scurried off to her office and returned in record time with a fluffy, zebra print blanket that she gently arranged over top of him. Then she perched on the edge of the desk, whispering that she wanted to keep them company for a while.

Morgan poked his head in next, also quickly taking in the scene before he spoke. "Prentiss, they're looking for you in the conference room. They have some questions on your last batch of reports."

"Aww, ok. Could you…?" she gestured to Spencer. 

"Yeah, I've got it." Derek and Emily seamlessly traded places. Reid hardly stirred. Morgan and Garcia exchanged little smiles as they sat, but otherwise peaceful silence reigned.

By the time the treatment was almost finished, Prentiss had returned with Rossi, Hotch, and JJ behind her. The whole team crammed into Rossi's office, watching Spencer sleep for a moment. 

"I'm sending him home as soon as he wakes up," Hotch muttered.

"Why? He wants to be here. He's just like the rest of us… we don't do well with too much alone time. Let him stay here and sleep if he wants," Garcia replied gently. 

Hotch's only reply was a grunt as the team continued to share the quiet moment of peace.

[actualbird]

Waking up to a new fic was an absolute delight and reading through it only made everything better.

Man I really feel Ria with the long weeks. And the extra long weekend because that's a brutal series of minor inconveniences. Did she ever manage to open the jar?

Absolutely love the reference to the latest chapter dfhigojg bashing reinforced plexiglass has nothing on not being able to open a jar. At least the exercise will help Ria in whatever new life threatening situation she ends up in.

WHY DOES DAVIS SAYING GET SHREDDED MAKE ME LAUGH

Artem listening to My Heart Will Go On dtidtid I adore this.

Artem's Wordle noooo. It's such a frustrating feeling that one's. Not valid it's not a shame-inducing thing but slightly more understandable!

I absolutely adore the shift from romance to Artem tripping over a crack in the pavement. The natural conclusion to seeing nothing but your crush.

The music swelled right when Ria caught him too I just realised dgidit

He's made worse excuses than "for charity"? Now I'm curious about those other excuses.

It's the all caps respectful in Artem's search that gets me the most.

You know what I can understand Marius' reaction. That was hot and I'll be unpacking why I think that too.

Teach Davis about creativity :(

WIKIHOW????? ARTEM PLEASE

Oh my god she knocked Luke out. What workouts is she doing I need those too. Absolutely adore Luke's reaction too xfuxu

Vyn using his universe-assigned accidents to his advantage is something I'm adopting as canon now.

RIA HOLY SHIT THE BRIDAL CARRY

Cgkcjg nice jab at Artem there Vyn.

I adore Davis and his stalker tendencies. Also he's right that the four boys are extremely entertaining to watch.

Excellent fic again!!!! Absolutely love the premise and all the boys swooning over a buff Ria. Thank you for writing this! I'm sorry if this seems a little messy cgidgk I'm not quite fully awake yet.

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waaaaa gmorning, milkyway!! thanks for reading "baby, you're the man, but i got the power" OwO

pls dont apologize for anything omg, im HONORED u read this fic not 100% awake, kinda like a morning newspaper but theres no information about the world's events, just convoluted swooning over strength

ria's long week was honestly me projecting how ive been feeling lately kJBKJSDKJFSD!! sometimes weeks are just Like That :( tho unlike her, my weeks Like That never made me decide to start working out, LMAO.

SHE DOES EVENTUALLY OPEN THE JAR! in my mind, i assume that she took a frustration nap after the whole ordeal and when she woke up she had more strength to open it but she already committed to Operation Get Shredded

artem's wordle shame is also me projecting //SOBS. i havent done wordle in a while but it was my dream to have 3rd Row as my highest solves, but im not as smart as artem so my current standing is this

MY SHAME IS IMMEASURABLE

a knockout isnt too hard to do! a strong enough right hook to the jaw or temple is enough to jostle a person’s brain into temporary sleepytown. actually, most well placed blunt force trauma hits can result in a knockout (take it from me who had balance issues growing up and bashed my head EVERYWHERE at school for a few years. i basically lived in the clinic, i was always getting temporary sleepytown) 

usually, knockout punches actually just knockout a person for a few seconds, which is what happened to luke, and it’s super common in like, UFC MMA fights which i used to watch a lot as a kid. it’s this split second unconsciousness that leaves the opponent unguarded for a much stronger punch that can knockout for a much longer time. the head is just That Fragile and thats why guarding it is the most important thing to do in any kind of martial arts

but luke did not do that because hes a dumb dumb who underestimated ria and being completely unguarded and not braced for impact? SLEEPYTOWN, BOIIII!!! 

vyn got THE MOST shoujo anime romance scene in this fic, the lucky bastard!!!!!!!

thank u sm for the lovely ask, milkyway <3 im rlly glad u enjoyed the fic :D