#I keep seeing clips and seeing them together being normal and happy and I want to cry

[wolfnlamb]

I think I’m gonna cry today, I’m so overwhelmed at the thought of watching this last episode.

[thestrongestjewel]

The Clip post (the crink fanchild)

OK SOO if u follow me on instagram u probably know of this stupid creature I created:

this is clip! and as the little ref you're seeing there implies yes this is in fact a crink fankid because im cringe like that-

so, you might be wondering why did I create the creature? well thats a good question, it ties up with a comic I already posted here actually (this one) . In the universe in which Clip is born cross moves in with Ink in the doodlesphere after the events of underverse and they (mostly by accident) created clip

after a while the rate at which creators made aus started to slow down, putting ink in an artblock that let him pretty sad :( cross only wanted to help, and so he decided he wanted to help ink by creating something of their own! which ended up in- well- them co-parenting a child together lol

they have no idea of what they're doing but they're happy regardless, mind you they're not even dating by this point they just happen to live together and have a child- no romantic feelings whatsoever I promise guys I promise-

anyway, some facts about clip! (most of these are taken from a Q&A I did about him on instagram):

He's 7 years old in universe, just a small baby! pretty smart and self aware for his age though. he's also pretty small and likes climbing on things like a little bug

like ink, he can eat paint, his favorite flavour is lavender! cross tries to keep him in a somewhat normal diet, but its hard because clip does not like to eat actual food, he really likes chocolate mint icecream though.

his favorite parent is ink, he thinks cross is "too lame" and "booring" while ink is more fun and teaches him how to paint.

of course that's just him being a kid, he loves both of his parents very much! he's very confused about their relationship though

(it is in fact very embarrassing clip)

and that's pretty much all I have about them for now- I dont plan on doing any big comics/stories involving them, its not really my main interest I just really liked the concept

If u wanna make fanart of clip or include him in a comic feel free to :D

anyway back to taking a break from drawing I go woaooh

[herejusttosufferalong]

Pancake anon here with my thoughts on recent events:

My thoughts really haven't changed. I've said from the first post I made that there is going to be back and forth during this process. L is codependent and with A & L both having anxious attachment styles (confirmed by attachment anon) it isn't abnormal for them to easily fall back into things after an attempted break.

I don't think the shift we've been sensing over the past few weeks is wrong. I do still think things have been rocky and a possible attempted break was made. The key points that keep me here are: A not attending the wedding or at the pub the night of the big match, A posting an old photo from GQ the night of the wedding trying to insinuate she was there, the lack of A outing any locations or hints of L being around for weeks, L's unliking spree on insta, A's deactivation of her insta, continued shady happenings with DM, the legs in lap photo, and A's seemingly entry level new job when it seem's she was trying to go the influencer route.

I thought maybe the friends & A had finally stopped leaking L's location when with him, but now I think he hasn't been around much in the past few weeks because their posts during this trip are back to their normal.

Which brings us to current events. L is on a trip with his childhood best friend for his 30th birthday along with their respective girls. We've seen a couple very short clips of them. Everyone wants to overanalyze the way they are interacting. But here's the thing: A wouldn't still be around if L didn't enjoy her company. That has never been in question. He obviously does, which is why I think ending things will take some back and forth, which I think has already been in progress.

While I'm still very suspicious that A has her hands in things that are happening with DM and the pap walk, I don't think L has quite pieced it all together yet. I could also see him having very mixed feelings about the pap walk. On one hand, I don't think he was expecting it or was happy it was happening. But I could see him having some resentment towards the public's reaction to it. I could see him feeling like "I'm allowed to have a personal life and a girlfriend. I haven't done anything wrong." And he really hasn't.

Basically, what I've said before. L is dealing with a very complex situation right now. He's obviously in love with his bestie and costar. They had a whirlwind amazing 6 months together. They did some questionable things publicly (and who knows what privately) and everyone is analyzing his every move. He's also in a relationship with a girl that has now become very public. People are bullying her online which likely makes him feel protective. She is intertwined with his childhood best friend's girlfriend. He enjoys her company and she can give him a lot of attention during this confusing time. There is likely guilt toward her around the way he acted while on PR tour. And who knows what he's dealing with regarding N. Did she reject him or has she completely distanced herself? His behavior reads as someone who has had their heart broken and was trying to avoid processing it, then maybe did start processing it, and is now back to avoidance for a bit. It's a lot of things happening very quickly.

We are less than 2 months out from the London premiere and end of PR tour. I know that feels like ages ago, but it really isn't a ton of time to process such a complicated situation. His time with A serves a purpose, likely offering some comfort right now, but she isn't end game.

There will be more. But I still believe we are on course and things are moving in the right direction.

🥃

[coffincestuous]

progress report #7

happy july!! you know what that means— progress report!!

…this guy is too happy to be holding a (presumably) human skull.

once again, we’ve been given four images in a row!! here they are:

andrew and ashley at a gas station!! it never occurred to me that we’d get to see them do stuff like getting gas and bathing and such… it makes me happy that we get to see the two of them do such simple things together :> this little area is probably really good for stealing a car, but considering they stole a hitman’s car, they’re probably not gonna get anything better than that for their on-the-run situation. i wonder if this is their first stop after the end of chapter two, or if it’s along the way in chapters three or four?

next, we have this little area. does it look a little familiar to anyone else? the environment points to this being a demon-dream, or somewhere related to the demon’s domain: the carved moons on the floor, the eyeball tripod, the eyes on the wall. it looks like ashley climbed into here from the opening on the right side. there’s so much to wonder about!! why are the eyes drawn on the wall? why are there moons carved into the floor?? why are there scratches everywhere??? why is the staircase broken??? i guess i’ll have to wait to find out

just normal sibling things, like sitting on your brother’s lap making a kissy face while cradling his face. but, hey, canonical teen ashley design!!! she’s so cute. look at her bunny necklace!! her painted nails!! the clips in her hair still!! i really love when ashley and andrew tease each other like this because it’s so silly!!! handsome prince andrew :}

(i guess andrew’s not the only one who gets unusual urges with their sibling…)

finally, we have ashley with the unnamed demon!!

is this the demon’s room?? who is this “handsome fellow”?? wherever she is, there’s a lot to look at in this room!! pink and yellow flowers as opposed to the red ones we’ve seen, some sort of hand-shaped plant, and more potted plants!! ashley’s demon trinket is on the table (?) in the middle, next to a crystal ball and a bunch of books. there’s a cute little corner desk on the right with more plants!! and.. a trunk of some kind!! i wonder what’s in it?

it probably has nothing to do with the last time we saw a wooden box, right…?

as for the actual progress reporting in the progress report, there’s not a whole lot!! kit9 put up a vote to include or exclude some (video) bonus content, and while the majority voted to include the content, they also listened to the reasons for excluding the content & decided that they’re going to add it as bonus content. people thought it was a little too silly, considering the tone of the story. there’s already planned unlockable bonus content for the next major release.

they say they’re probably going to create more polls for the community on steam, so keep an eye out for those if you are wanting to participate!!

[lightofraye]

I was among those people who used to think Jensen and Danneel were just a normal couple and some anti-danneel gossip blogs are just overanalysing each and everything they are doing to feed their own entertainment. I mean, couples do pull eachothers leg, makes fun of their spouses; I have seen wives playfully making frustrating comments on their husband’s abilities of household chores and husbands taking that cheerfully. That did not look abnormal to me or I was not attentive enough to find out a pattern.

But my conception changed fast at the time of prequel announcement. One thing crossed my mind is that- I understand Jensen was busy with other shoots but what Danneel was doing when the internet broke after Jared's tweet? If she is such a strong woman why cannot damage control? I started side-eyeing them and did not take long to see the holes between their aparent happy marriage. I clearly saw at the first public appearence since TW how awful they looked together, how it looked like they just had a big fight on the way and can barely tolerate each other. And that feeling kept on escalating. The last wales con, it is so evident that Jensen just cannot tolerate her anymore.

I am now sure they were never a real happy couple, but I guess their relationship started faltering after SPN, especially after TW where they tried it professionally. There were a lot of differences, lot of compromises from Jensen's part since she doesn’t look like one who can take her foot down once. These things have to have lingering effect in their marriage. I have to give it to Jensen that he actually still tries to uplift his wife's image publicly and overdoes it, and to be honest I can clearly see it comes from the insecurities he has with his marriage and the conciousness that people might find out and his image will be destroyed.

I don’t want to put all the responsibilities of prequel mess to Danneel ever. It was Jensen's concious choice, he chose to milk the legacy of SPN so shamelessly, he chose to jeopardise a friendship of 15 years for money and insult a person who really cares for him and no way Danneel can be responsible for it. But you know, after this very incident I started seeing Jensen as a human being, before that I was a blind admirer who used to think he is perfect in every way. I gave it a thought, and felt that this mess could be made by any human being living in his situation. That was covid time, he was already dreading years of unemployment ahead, and he has a wife who looks like constantly nagging and dragging him for more money - and here he had to choose his family and career over moralities. I always wonder if there are some more stories behind prequelgate which we will never know, and I wonder if Jared knows some of them and that’s why he continued this friendship and forgave him. However that's a different discussion. But the whole phase of TW Jensen did not seem to be proud of his genuinely for once, his marriage stories sounded more and more fake, and I feel he is secretly relieved that TW ended for good. We can only hope he will keep Danneel out of the business or his name, but I know she has much more hold on him for taking this decision.

I hope Jensen will be released from this marriage one day, but I don’t think he wants to. He thinks Danneel is what he deserves, and he has to settle for it. That’s the problem.

Realised I ranted too much😂 I admire your blog and you, you have a high EQ and it shows. Cheers!

Wow! I got an essay for once! Whoo-hoo!

Hi anon!

Okay. Let's read this together… and my responses as I read.

RE: among those people who used to think Jensen and Danneel were just a normal couple.

Honestly, and I know my haters and detractors won't believe me, I was the same. I always felt there was something off, but I only saw a few clips. I took it to be jealousy/envy that Danneel had such a great guy as her husband.

Theeennnnn I really got into the fandom, the full videos (not just clips that made her look good), and listened to conventions.

I did an immediate 180 after that.

Ahem. Anyway… onward.

RE: Prequel. Yeah… Danneel couldn't handle the blowback. To call her a businesswoman is an insult to businesswomen and business folk out there. I think that really helped open a lot of eyes about how she lies through her teeth all the time. (Her saying she's watched Supernatural and knows all of Cas's lines and oops, guess what? Lied!)

RE: Wales. That con also opened a lot of eyes too. Seeing Danneel put him down over and over, claiming credit for stuff she never did.

RE: Jensen trying to uplift her image. I wonder if he's doing that in part to preserve his own image or if it's really to keep himself from further problems with Danneel. I'm thinking the second part, really.

RE: Seeing Jensen as a human being. Hallelujah! Welcome to the world of human beings!

RE: Prequel aftermath. I do think Jared and Jensen are closer than we know, and that Jared has a very big heart. I know for some it was too much, what Jensen did, but… I'm forever grateful to Jared for still being Jensen's friend. He's one of scant few who isn't a leech and using Jensen. Jensen needs that true friendship, more than ever.

RE: Hope Jensen will be released from the marriage.

Yes… a victim struggles with self-worth and self-value. He actually thinks he deserves this and no better. I hope some day he knows he deserves more. All we can do is send that love and energy to him.

RE: Ranted. Hey! That's okay! You said so much and I appreciate it all! In fact, I appreciate you recognized the unhealthy elements of the Ackles' marriage and how toxic Danneel can be.

I admire your blog and you, you have a high EQ and it shows.

Aww! Thank you so much. 🥰 I truly needed to hear that today.

[msfcatlover]

Okay, but in the Reverse!Robins AU, when Bruce is dead & everything is a mess, here’s how Jason gets the Red Robin arc:

Jason just wants to help, but it gets spoiled at every turn.

Damian is having an existential crisis because he’s been working so hard for nearly a decade to define his own path/identity, but there’s a big part of him that still feels like it’s his duty to follow in his father’s footsteps. It’s tearing him apart inside over whether he’s a bad brother for trying to take what he’s already abdicated, or a bad brother for forcing the others to carry the mantle, or a bad son for not stepping up, even though that’s what Talia wanted more than Bruce, but Bruce & Damian aren’t that close since Steph died, and maybe Damian’s been wrong this whole time—

Cass doesn’t know how to process grief really, because the only huge losses in her life are Steph’s death & Tim’s mobility, and with the latter she was mostly relieved he wasn’t dead too. She’s getting everyone’s grief 24/7, but she doesn’t know how to talk to them about it or her own. She declared long ago she wanted to be Batman, and everyone seemed very happy then, but suddenly she doesn’t feel ready for it. And on top of all that, she’s the only one Dick even tries to spend time with, because she’s the only one who doesn’t either lash out at him or try to get him to talk when he doesn’t want to.

Duke is trying to hold everyone together, and as the oldest he’s trying to get Bruce’s affairs in order, and it’s such a mess he actually has to stop being the Signal for a little while. Even though he’s normally the family’s emotional rock, he’s frazzled & exhausted, he doesn’t know what to do, and his temper is burning pretty short even as he tries to hold it together for his siblings.

Dick honestly seems to hate Jason, for reasons Jason cannot comprehend. Every time Jason tries to reach out to Dick, he ends up getting screamed at or having something thrown at him, and eventually Jason just gives up. (Dick is a complete fucking mess, because just as he was starting to settle in at the Manor and find something resembling stability again, his foster father went & died on him.)

Steph is AWOL since the funeral, and generally ignores “family troubles” like the plague.

Tim still figures out Bruce is still alive. He doesn’t want to get the younger kids’ hopes up, so he approaches Duke, Damian, & Cass with his evidence instead of calling a family meeting. It… does not go well.

Jason beats a retreat from the tension at the manor, telling Alfred he’s going to crash with Tim for a while. Alfred, Cass, & Duke all try to hide their relief over not having to worry about Jason for a little while. Wrongly believing Jason & Tim will keep eachother grounded.

While at Tim’s, Jason find his folder of evidence. Jason immediately confronts Tim with it, and Tim starts to get defensive before realizing Jason believes him. They go over all of it, as well as Tim’s plans & theories for where/how to find further information.

But Jason sees several problems Tim refuses to acknowledge. Gotham needs Oracle, now more than ever. And a not insignificant part of Tim’s plan relies on exploiting the resources of a certain obvious but unnamed group. Everyone knows Ra’s put the hit out on Tim all those years ago as a sort of “if I can’t have you, no one can” thing, and either intended to end Tim’s vigilante career or figured being unable to stand without crutches was significant enough punishment. But only Jason was there when Tim found the card inviting Tim back for a dip in the Pit whenever Tim was ready to admit he ‘needed’ it; Jason leant Tim his lighter to burn the note. So Jason might be the only one who knows Ra’s has been waiting for Tim to come groveling back ever since that bullet clipped Tim’s spine. And Ra’s definitely won’t deign to help Tim without ‘fixing’ him first. 

Jason’s not about to let his big brother get sucked back into that mess. Not Ra’s spiral of abuse & manipulation, not the potentially devastating side effects of the Pit, and not the struggles with worth Tim’s had since he had to hang up his cape. No way.

And Talia has made it very clear she’d be interested in training Jason.

So Jason steals Tim’s plans. Jason modifies them. Jason tells Tim that Jason’s going to go stay with the Titans, because Jason needs to get out of Gotham for a little while, and asks Tim to cover for him.

Jason steals a credit card for one of Damian’s alternate identities, knowing full well Damian’s too much of a mess to notice the charges until it’s too late.

Jason zetas to San Francisco, and asks the Titans to cover for him if anyone comes asking.

Jason uses Damian’s card to buy a plane ticket.

By the time anyone realizes what’s happened, Jason’s in too deep to risk extraction. After all, you can’t just flatter your way into an al Ghul’s favor only to back out at the last second, and no one in the family is emotionally equipped for delicacy right now.

Tim just has to do his best to make things easier for Jason, play dumb when anybody asks, and pray he isn’t setting his baby brother up to get murdered.

[sugar-omi]

(Didn't want to distract from your original post)

I am sooo normal about Yandere!MC and Seemingly Normal!Cove <- (he's not normal, a normal person would be terrified if a yandere commits violence in their name.)

Like Cove deserves it. All three boys do, but Cove is my favorite by a little bit. (Plus I think Derek and Baxter would actually be normal here and scared lol)

((Two iterations of my Cove!Mc are yanderes for him with four total iterations of said MC.))

He'd be so sweet and melty for the MC omg... his woozy blushy smile when the MC comes to him covered in blood and talks to him in a sing-song tone about how they took out the person being a creep to him and how nobody's gonna come between them/hurt him and how much they love and adore him, how he's all theirs forever and ever, and more sweet nothings.

Just the most down bad catastrophic romantic words you can think of coming out of someone who's shaking from adrenaline and covered in blood.

((3/4 iterations of my Cove!MC ended up promising him at 13 when they get together that no one will ever hurt him now if they have their way.))

Depending on how hopelessly in love (mind-broken) Cove is, I can definitely see him being down to have sex/you claim him once more after killing someone with the body nearby.

feel free to relog my posts w anything you wanna add!!! I love it n 7/10 times we all have the same brain worms n it's beautiful

my brain is tainted w the thought of kissing or having sex w cove with blood still on your hands... body doesn't have to be nearby but smth abt it is so sexy isn't it???

or cove joining you in the shower, washing the blood off of you and giving you head afterward while still in the shower, clinging into his hair and the shower head. it's a good thing you have one of those grippy shower rugs in here

idk abt mind break/sherlock holmes syndrome bc I like the idea of him alrdy being a little outta it but maybe it's like a gradual thing like all their life mc has said crazy shit n if they come home a little bloody well that's so fucking sexy n he's only mildly concern now that your lips are on him

I can totally see this cove being into bdsm shit though

he'd say it offhandly one day when you're having a jealous fit "well put a collar on me then"

and so you get him a few to choose from maybe and a tag

it shouldn't turn him on, this is beyond kinky probably, maybe a normal person would consider this sick.

but his dick is straining against his pants and his heart is racing and he's getting so hot n dizzy just thinking abt it

n when it's on he can't help looking at you for approval, and if you're a real dog then you clip a leash onto him the second he's facing you or while he's looking in the mirror you come up from behind and show it to him

he's nervous, that's really inappropriate but fuck if he's not happy to wear it

so you clip it on him "this way you can never stray far from me. you're mine."

fuck he'll random send you pictures while you're at work with his collar on under his dress shirt. he wears it everywhere.

maybe don't let your family see it though and keep smth more... normal. for him to wear

I almost forgot ong but he'd prbly get your name tatted on him

maybe a tramp stamp or over his dick, or over his heart. wherever you want really

I think I said it but he'll flirt just to see that look come across your face. to feel and see how dangerous you are, how rough you are

you'll beat the guy or girls ass from the bar until you're kicked out by force and then you'll go home and rearrange his guts for flirting with some bitch on purpose.

it always leaves his hips sore and his voice hoarse or gone, and you're putting ointment on some of your deeper bites or hickeys with an apologic kiss and tone.

omfg he'll even fuck you in the car, the person that was flirting w him earlier will come around the side and gets a front row view to the car shaking, fogging up, and then he can see cove's hand slap against the window and his green hair against the window as you fuck him up against the door

or if you're really risky then you'll fuck him on the side of the building, his pants around his ankles as you take him from behind and his knees shaking as you grip his hair, pulling his hair back.

the person can see cove moaning loudly and begging you to choke him harder, to hit him harder..

sees how he smiles and laughs when you call him a slut, telling him how dirty he is for wanting it outside and to be seen.

yeah this cove is a total freak n his sanity is questionable

[obsessedftshit]

Young Justice Ep 1 - 6 Review

I started watching Young Justice for the first time. Like I always heard about the show but I never actually watched it other than a few clips. I watched Justice League when I was little but I don't remember it that well and I'm getting a little tempted to watch it but first I'm gonna finish Young Justice. Tbh, I only actually started watching it cause of all the thirsty edits of Nightwing on TikTok. The animators knew what they were doing with him but he hasn't showed up yet so I'll be waiting patiently for him.

Episodes Review

So far the episodes are perfect as usual to any normal cartoon show. Nah but I actually miss the old cartoons like Ultimate Spiderman or the Avengers Assemble cartoons. I've always been obsessed with that style of animation. It's not too anime looking but also not too realistic. Just perfect. The plot and story line is also really good. I kinda regret not watching this as a child but then again, I always did rewatch the old cartoons I grew up watching.

Character Reviews:

Robin

I love his character. I've always loved him in the old Batman series (I gotta rewatch that too). Nah but I forgot he was so young. I thought he'd be 15 but he's 13 and Kid Flash is 15. Nah but he's so smart for a 13 year old. He knows how to hack shit and is literally a mini version of Batman. One thing I don't like is how he keeps wearing shades when he's not in his costume and there's nothing wrong with that but I wanna see his eyes. Like I know what he looks like but I still wanna see his eyes.

Kid Flash

I screamed when I saw him and Flash in the first episode. I literally love the CW Flash series so seeing them show up made me so happy. And I love how Wally is literally like a 15 year old. Sassy and playful. When I first saw him without the costume and mask, I freaked out cause he had freckles! He looks so adorable with freckles. I also love how he flirts with Megan. It's so cute and funny.

Aqualad

Ok when I first saw him I gasped. Like have u all seen this fine ass man. And the way he talks 😩. It's so soothing and calming. I also knew he would be the leader cause leadership radiated off of him. I'm glad they ended up making him the leader officially but damn, he's fine as fuck.

Superboy

When I first saw him in the tube thingy I was in shock. He's so handsome compared to Superman like damn. But one thing I don't like about him is how he's full of rage. He's technically the Hulk but DC version. There's nothing wrong with his rage but he just seems to not think and let his emotions control him. I also didn't like how mad he got at Megan when she read his mind by accident to comfort him that they'll find a human name for him. Like boy chill. She's being nice and you're acting like a little bitch. I also feel bad for him cause so far Superman has been avoiding him and leaving him alone. He's not acknowledging Superboy making him feel as though he's not worthy. But I also understand why Superman is doing that since this is technically his son but he obviously doesn't want to think that. I hope Superman helps him out though.

Miss Martian

I like her especially how she's the first female member in the Young Justice. But what I don't like about her is how she likes Superboy. Idk but I don't see any chemistry between them. Like I get she has a crush on him and it should stay like that in my opinion. I don't want them 2 to end up together cause I really don't see it. Also, I didn't like how in one of the episodes the members were treating her as if she's not ready. Superboy was especially being extra rude to her, that's why I don't want those 2 to get together.

Artemis

Ever since I saw her in the intro, I've been in love with her cause I knew she'd be related to Arrow somehow and I love Arrow, especially the Arrow CW show. Idk y but I thought she'd be serious like Arrow but I realized in the cartoon Arrow isn't that serious but also a little playful where she is similar in that way. I also love how she and Kid Flash argue like little teenagers. Tbh, I ship those 2. I actually hope they end up together.

Roy

I had no idea he was Roy but his personality is exactly the same as it was in the Arrow CW series. I want more of him. I love how he stands up to the adults and started being a solo hero. I need more of him.

Arrow

I know he's not in Young Justice but I love him so much. Like I love whenever he and Batman show up in the episodes like ahhh.

Batman

Omg I forgot how cool Batman looked when he had his whole cloak down on him. Idk y but I was always obsessed with Batman instead of Superman. I liked Superman but I loved Batman more. I love his personality and monotonous tone. So good.

Well that's all I have to rant about Young Justice for now. So stay tuned for more updates about Young Justice.

[luvtonys]

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞/𝐒𝗼𝐟𝐭! 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐇𝗼𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐆𝐍! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝗼𝗺𝐬

*𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑*

Warnings: Yandere behavior, mentions of murder (not detailed but enough to get the picture) and guilt tripping, anger, outrage, and angry outburst

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ༄シ

A/N: I won’t really talk about stranger things itself in this it’s more focused on Jane and the reader something went wrong when making the soft headcanons it wouldn’t let me so am gonna have to edit it later

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𝑌𝑎𝑛����𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ༄シ

You most likely met if you found her when she escaped or she met you in school. Either way she is sticking to you like glue and is very clingy. She always gets scared that you’ll leave her when she sees you hanging out or talking to someone else especially Angela. She has a lot of pent up trauma so except her to go to you crying her eyes out and blabbing out about how she’s scared Angela will steal you away from her or how you won’t have any time with her because if you friends. Like I mentioned shes clingy so she’s happy and recommends that you take her with you and your friends so she can make sure their not putting negative things about her in your head saving you from her.

Jane is definitely one of the sweeter Yanderes even though she always wants to spend time with you it’s always really heartfelt and sweet. Like going roller skating while holding hands or even eating waffles together and watching sunsets in the park. The only downside is she tends to get angry and want to leave when other girls/guys eye you down seductively or just too long for her comfort. But other than that she’s really thoughtful and loves to exchange gifts or just celebrate on you guys’s anniversary.

Her love language is physical touch and spending time together. She loves to go places with you no matter where it is even if it’s the store she’ll still cherish as a loving memory. Or even cuddling or laying in your lap or on your shoulder. She’s also the type to find you cute when your sleeping. Loves to do your hair and put accessories and clips in it and loves when you do her hair and whenever you do she’ll take pics and hang them up in her room or try to keep them in for however long she can and will even ask you to do her hair more often.

If Angela ever bullies you or hits and touch’s on you not only will she hit her in the nose with her skate but will bash her head in with said skate. Let’s just say it took time for Jim to get used to you but given how Jane acts when she can’t be around you is scary so he’s a little bit scared for you she almost destroyed the house. She loves when you tell her about things you love and your interest and will look into them wether it’s a genre of music, an artist, movies or tv shows she’ll listen/watch them so she can discuss them with you and it could be you guys’s little thing together. 9/10 she’s very loving and sweet but her Yandere behavior is very scary especially given with her powers.

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𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡! 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ༄シ

Soft! Jane is really just Jane normally she’s always soft and adoring at everything about you. She’s the type to like certain habits and little things that you do so she’s always notices the small things. Like your smile, your eyes, your hair.etc. Hopper will still be checking in on you guys and on your heels about anything intimacy he things you guys may do. But eventually he will calm down and get more used to you. I feel like Jane would be one of those people who like doing cute little thing with you like watching a movie and most likely sharing popcorn.

She also loves to take walks on the beach with your hands intervened together. Or even just cuddling while watching tv. You’ll have to explain a lot of relationship things to her and how they work. She’s new to it so the butterflies in her stomach when she sees you does kinda scare her. Being the clingy social butterfly she is now she’ll always be walking up to you and starting small conversations with you, wether it be the things she enjoys or something you

-have an interest in that she just happened to hear about. She’s always happy when you guys are partnered up to work on school work together. And loves the thought of being in your room and tells you how beautiful it is and how much she loves it she quickly learns your favorite color and more thing about you because of your room and will even start up conversations with your during the project. And even complements your hand-writing.

[chim-chim1310]

i honestly don't even think jimin is ok with everything that's been happening. he didn't say one thing about seven, he wasn't even at gma. he only flew to ny to film whatever he filmed with jk. and whatever they filmed smells a lot like damage control. making the two members who are pitted against each with one being sabotaged and the other one being extremely payolaed film something together to keep the oh happy family image.

jimin never missed saying something about a member's official solo debut but he did with jk. in fact he also didn't say anything about left and right. i really think jimin doesn't like where jk is going. which is also why i think he distanced himself from him.

jokers can cry and yell 'they're private' as much as they want. jimin made it very obvious he doesn't see jk at all. first was people asking him directly if he saw jk and he said he saw jk's live. then people asked him if he was at jk's house and he said no. and then people asked him if jk cooked the ramen for him and he once again said no. how often does jimin have to make it clear that he doesn't see jk until jokers get it? everything that could be considered a jikook moment was by jk. jimin clearly doesn't want any of that shipping nonsense.

don't get me wrong, if he sees jk jimin interacts with him normally. he doesn't hate jk. he just doesn't necessarily wants jk around him anymore.

a bit off topic i guess jimin completely forgot about him wanting to post pictures after coming home. i bet his boyfie was waiting for him so everything else comes second now. it's ok jimin i get. get your cuddles. you deserve it.

Wait......Jimin's boyfriend?! Who?! Kindly clarify lol.

But yeah I agree with some of it but at the same time I don't?

I think if jimin knows the details of the sabotage he has faced then he would for sure not be okay with jungkook.

I agree with you on the part that jimin and jungkook were told to shoot together because the company needed to do damage control. I do think so too.

However from all the stories that we heard from NY, I don't think Jimin hates jungkook at all because they seemed to have a good time together in NY. I think jimin is treating him like he always does. I mean if they wanted they could've just made jimin post something on weverse and it would've been enough damage control for armies because except for pjms no one is accepting the fact that jimin was pushed down just to pull jungkook up. So I don't think army would need a whole ass show for the damage control because they simply don't care about jimin's feelings. But if the roles were reversed, army for sure would've talked shit like jimin hurt jungkook's feeling and what not.

So I don't think jimin hates jungkook. Now that could be because jimin doesn't blame jungkook but he blames the company. Or maybe jimin doesn't really know the extent to which he is sabotaged and to which jk is promoted because if he did I'm sure he will not be okay with it.

But then again they are still under the contract and they can only rebel to a small extent. For most part they do have to follow what the company ask of them. So maybe company really did it for the damage control and jimin have to do it.

But I don't think there's something wrong with their relationship.

But actually I've seen jimin a bit distant from everyone during solo era, except for hobi. Well it looked like it. But when we saw the yoonmin live, the dynamic was same. Jimin was there with namjoon and posted for it too during indigo. With tae I do think they're distant but it's not because of a fight but more because of drifting apart. And with jk he looked fine in NY. Again the dymanic between them looked same from that boat clip. so.....I don't really know. They all have been a but distant but they're definitely civil with each other.

It's more like when your siblings separate during college to go their own way. You don't meet daily but only sometimes but you still love each other. I feel it's kinda like that with bts now.

Let's just wait to see when jimin comes live. I wanna see if he will talk about seven or not.

[hiding-in-my-blanket-fort]

My mother likes to ruin things that I enjoy. So I tend to play it close to the vest. You know those moments other daughters have with their mothers where they get to gush about a celebrity or a fictional character, “Oh, he’s cute!”

I don’t have that with my mother. She would mock and belittle me if I ever did. I’ve seen her do it relentlessly with my sister. So I keep my mouth shut and anything I enjoy stays under tight lockdown.

She has been expressing interest in watching Yellowstone. When it first came out, she was vehemently against it. “Too violent. Too sexed up. You’re not allowed to see it.” (I’m in my fucking 30s)

So I watched it. I was hooked (on the early seasons).

Now that Yellowstone is gaining popularity, my mother wants “us” to watch it.

I don’t want to watch with her, for a variety of reasons.

1) She will HATE certain aspects of it, especially Beth. She’s a raging misogynist and she will despise Beth with every fiber of her being. It’s totally acceptable to not like Beth, she’s a very strong-flavored character and she can (and does) rub people the wrong way.

But my mother will take up a crusade against Beth. She will go on an anti-Beth campaign and BITCH about this woman for HOURS. I don’t want to hear it.

2) Beth’s SA scene was really rough for me to get through. Normally, I don’t watch anything with that kind of content in it. My mother dragged me to a movie once under the guise of it being “educational.” There was a gang r*pe scene on screen that had me leaving the theater sobbing. She was warned about that scene before seeing the movie. She did NOT warn me. I trusted her to blindly go in, not knowing anything. I never trusted her again after that.

I check every movie’s content beforehand now. I want to know what I’m getting into. Yellowstone was an exception because I really wanted to see it but I was on edge the whole time, and I avidly researched beforehand where the triggering scene was so I knew what was coming. And it was still emotionally draining.

My mother thinks I’m ridiculous for checking the content warnings on movies. She says it’s just fiction and I need to get over it.

3) My mother is an EXTREME prude. Naked Beth on screen? My GOD my mother will come unglued. All the sexual scenes surrounding the barrel racers? I can hear her voice now, shrieking at how INAPPROPRIATE THIS IS.

4) She’ll use it against me and throw it back in my face later. “Why won’t you watch this other extremely violent and sexual show *I* want to see? You watched Yellowstone!” Yeah, and it took me a long time to mentally and emotionally prepare myself for certain episodes, let alone coping with them afterwards. I made an exception once. It doesn’t mean I can handle it all the time. It’s called a fucking boundary.

Watching Yellowstone with my mother will not be a pleasant experience and I don’t want to do it. I keep putting her off. She keeps pressuring me to make it happen so “we can watch together.” I don’t understand why she won’t just watch it herself.

I haven’t told her I’ve watched the show. She would NOT be happy. She doesn’t like it when I watch things on my own (YES I’M 32 AND SHE’S STILL PISSY ABOUT THAT). She doesn’t like it if I watch something she doesn’t approve of.

Today, she pulled up the YouTube clip of Rip that got me into watching the show. And seeing her express so much interest in something I like is driving me up the wall.

If she knew I liked it, she would be HATING this show. She would be coming AFTER ME, “How can you watch this? It’s so violent and sexual!”

But because she doesn’t know I like it, she’s fine with it. In fact, she’s PRESSURING me to watch it and insisting that I DON’T check trigger warnings.

And it also bugs me because I can’t just…have a normal conversation with my mother about this thing I like. We won’t giggle over hot cowboys together because she can’t hold her pessimistic attitude in check. I can’t tell her about my MASSIVE crush on Rip because she’ll ruin it with her negativity. It’s so frustrating and it pisses me off.

Also, ngl, it scares me a little bit too because she has her eye on Rip and I really, really hate the thought of liking the same men as she does because her marriage is utter shit. It was so forced and they never loved each other. I don’t want to have the same taste in men as she does because I don’t want to end up like her.

Nothing like having a little crisis on a Thursday afternoon 🙃

[warmaidensrevenge]

Edward Munson you fool

Pairing: Friend!Eddie x friend!plus size reader

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A/N: so this was a request I just had to do. Thanks @salenorona23 for it. Hope you like it. As always feedback and reblogs are appreciated. Thank you in advance. This was inspired by the little clip of Chrissy and Eddie being "cute". It hurt more than I care to admit. So here goes nothing.

Warnings: sexual implications, language, arguing, self harm, mentions of blood and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: Eddie's relationship with Chrissy is not all it's cracked up to be. His best friend tries to get him to see the truth but he refuses. Instead he is cruel and pushes her away.

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It was almost unbearable seeing them together. How incredibly different they were. But hey opposites attract and what not. It's bullshit. The whole thing was asinine. Eddie should not be with her. But he was. Damnit! Chrissy Cunningham of all people. She stole your best friend's heart. That stupid wench.

No she really wasn't a wench. She was actually very sweet. It was nauseating. You had been Eddie's best friend for like forever. He was the only person in this God forsaken town who got you. The real you. The only person who saw past the thick exterior straight to your heart. He saw something in you that you never even saw in yourself. A girl who was beautiful on the inside just as well on the outside.

The moment he laid those big chocolate brown eyes on you he had your heart. Did he know that? Well no. Did he ever give you a hint that he liked you more than just a friend? Nope. Were you too much of a coward to actually admit your feelings for him? Damn right you were. But there was something there. You just knew it. But that something came out as loving friendship. Which you had to settle for.

Eddie had started seeing Chrissy after their encounter in the woods. You could imagine how that went. Him being his eccentric self. Showing her he wasn't scary at all. It was stupid to say the least. Well because you knew that. And a handful of others knew that. So why all of a sudden was Chrissy so into him now? She had never glanced his way before. Maybe she saw in him what you always did. He was funny and theatrical, he was very smart even though he chose not to embrace it. He was kind and caring. He was beautiful and just overall an amazing creature.

How anyone could ever get the wrong idea about him was pathetic and just plain WRONG! So when it came to his new relationship he was happy. So you had to be happy for him. He spent so much time with Chrissy he had almost completely cut you out of his life. Which really broke your heart. Yes you loved him but you were willing to shove that love to the deepest part of you. Just so you could remain friends. Because well, Eddie Munson was important to you and you thought that you were important to him. By his actions though, it was clear to you that you were just an after thought.

That's when the bullying got worse. Normally you had Eddie there to be your knight in shining whatever to keep the dillholes at bay. But since he wasn't around much you got it ten-fold. You guest it was because of the years spent being his number 1 girl. Now becoming dead last. What made matters worse was when your cat died.

Eddie had gifted Mortisha to you on your 14th birthday. It was a stray all black cat that his uncle said he couldn't keep. He knew you would love her and take care of her so he brought her to you. And man did you love that cat. Burying her was one of the hardest things you had to do. But to do it without your best friend only made the pain insufferable.

Thank God Eddie wasn't your only friend though. You had Nancy, Robin, and the handsome Steve Harrington. You guys have been friends ever since freshman year. You were the one who actually introduced them to Eddie. Which might have been the best idea you had ever had. Nancy helped Eddie with his school work when you couldn't. Robin got him to stop smoking. Which you tried like hell to do. And Steve, well Steve was a tag along. Attached at Robin's hip. It was good though because Eddie enjoyed the male companionship. But it was Steve who told him about Chrissy wanting to buy some mind altering substance. Which Eddie was happy to oblige. Something about corrupting a cheerleader engulfed his mind. Something you would later regret.

So as the relationship between Eddie and Chrissy progressed you spent most of your free time with Steve and Robin. They were pretty freaking awesome. You liked how the bickered and play fought. It reminded you of your relationship with Eddie. You missed him a lot and Steve could tell. He decided to take you under his wing and try and find you someone to date. He took you to parties and what not. But for some reason he was the only one to drive you home. Your relationship with Steve was entirely platonic. And that was okay for you and him. Yes he was beautiful but, he was no Eddie. He knew you had feelings for him but he kept that to himself.

...

Eddie did notice that he saw less and less of you when he started seeing Chrissy. And he really did miss you. But Chrissy easily got his attention with her lips. He had fun with her. Alot of "Fun" but they didn't have anything in common. He thought it was weird at first but he grew to accept it. He always pictured himself with someone like you. So pretty and sweet. But a total hard ass when the time called for it. Someone who liked the same things he did. Who listened to the same music like you did. Someone with your laugh and your smile. Someone who wanted the best for him like you did. Like how you challenged him in ways that were exciting. Hell if he had to choose someone it would have been you. But here he was with the head cheerleader. Beauty and the beast. He of course was the beauty.

...

3 months into the relationship you were sitting in your normal spot at the hellfire table when Eddie decided to bless you guys with his presence.

" Hey there sweet cheeks. Long time no see. Hey did you get your hair cut?" He said giving you his signature grin.

" Edward." You gave him a thin lip smile.

" Oh shit what did I do?" He pouted.

You rolled your eyes and continued to read the Newsweekly you had bought early that morning. You were reading this bullshit about D&D. You scoffed and slammed the magazine on the table. Eddie was eating pretzels and jumped when you did that.

" What is it pretty girl?"

" Nothing just a bunch of hogwash about cults and D&D."

" WHAT?!" Eddie picked up the magazine and went on this huge rant.

Making an ass of himself. He was always so cute doing that. You smiled as he got up on the table and went on about tossing balls in laundry baskets. You laughed when he made a face at Carver. He was always doing shit like this. When he was finally done he sat back down and grinned at you.

"Don't ever change Munson." You grinned

" Don't plan on it sweet cheeks." He winked at you.

You felt your cheeks flush and you looked away so that he wouldn't catch that. But he did. He noticed everything about you. How you wore your hair on campaign days, how when you had to sneeze you would always rub your nose with your finger tips before. How you would always stopped him from buying you food because you weren't hungry then steal his fries. He would always got extra just for you. How even though you were a big girl you were always cold. Even on a hot ass summer day. Eddie was your own personal blanket and he loved it. He loved how soft you were. Just how darn cute you were. But he had a girlfriend and he couldn't see you that way.

But when you left the table suddenly he was sad. He really did fucking miss you. Missed the talks and the snuggles. He missed how awful you sang to his records. Missed your overwhelming need to feed him. You were his best friend and most loyal friend. Well until later that night.

...

When Eddie hopped off the table you saw Jason Carver leave the cafeteria. When the doors were almost shut you saw Chrissy hanging on him. That wasn't suspicious at all. You had gotten an ugly feeling in the pit of your stomach. You looked at Eddie and he smiled making your heart sink. That beautiful boy with the heart of gold would never know how much you loved him.

Feeling overwhelmed by your misery you got up and left. You didn't say a word because you could feel the tears approaching and you didn't want anyone worrying about you. Especially not Eddie. You hid a lot from him lately. You didn't want to but he was too preoccupied. And you didn't want to ruin his new found happiness.

See the bullying had gotten so bad that you had started to self harm again. You had been so good when Eddie entered your life. But now it was too much. It started just a week after Eddie started seeing Chrissy. Someone put gum in your hair. That you had to cut it. Your hair meant everything to you. You were growing it for your mom who had lost all her hair from chemo therapy.

The next time someone stole your clothes during P.E and replaced them with much smaller ones. You had just gotten out of the shower when you noticed your clothes were gone. So when you went back to grab your P.E uniform it was gone too. You were so embarrassed. Everyone was laughing at you and you went in the closet and cried. You dug your nails deep into your forearm breaking skin. The pain made you feel better. It calmed you down enough to call your pops to bring you clothes and went home for the day.

And the next time someone groped you. Touching between your thick thighs. Then they claimed they smelled fish. You went home in tears and showered for so long that the cold water didn't bother you. You really didn't smell like fish but by God you were going to make sure you scrubbed long and hard. Once you were satisfied and sore you got out and faced yourself in the mirror. You hated what you saw. You pulled open the medicine cabinet and took out one of your dad's single bladed razors. You made a 2 inch incision in your inner thigh. Once you felt better you cleaned yourself up and got ready for bed. You regret it as soon as you laid down. You should have called Eddie like you promised. He made you swear to call him whenever you felt like this. But you couldn't bring yourself to do it. You didn't want to ruin his day by it.

So when you walked out of the cafeteria you found yourself in the parking lot. You heard constant mooing and pig noises when you walked through the hallway that you just needed the fresh air. You saw Chrissy flirting with Jason. And when you snuck closer they got in his car and started to kiss. Your hands shook out of anger. You strolled right up to the car and banged on the window. That's when you saw Jason's pants unbuttoned and Chrissy's underwear in the back seat. She looked at you with such fright. She got out of the car and came to you.

" Y/n please! It's not what it looks like!"

" Really! So you just weren't hopping on Carver's dick? Real classy. Last time I checked you were in a relationship. You know the one with my best friend."

" Best friend?! Please you don't even talk anymore."

" Seriously?! You are so fucking dense! I kept my distance because of you! Because he was happy with you! You are such a piece of shit for doing this to him! But you and him. You're done."

" No! Don't tell him! It-it meant nothing. I-I love him. I love Eddie." She cried.

" Save your tears for someone who gives a fuck sweetheart!" You yelled before you stormed off.

You were in such a rage you had no idea what to do. You had to tell him. Fuck! Why did it have to be you that saw that? Why did she do that? How could she do that? How could she do that to poor Eddie? He was a god damn good person. He didn't deserve that. No one did.

...

You were outside of his trailer pacing back and forth. You were chewing your nails trying to build up the courage to do this. You didn't want to break his heart. But you had to. It was the right thing to do. It was your duty as his best friend to be honest with him. You were never afraid to tell others what was going on in your head. Even with Eddie you could be brutally honest with him. But this information had you questioning your ability to be straight forward.

"C'mon girl. For Eddie sake.'

You were just about to walk up the steps when he came out. He jumped back scared

" JESUS H CHRIST Y/N! WHAT THE HELL?!"

You put your hands up to show you meant no harm. You backed away as he jumped off the top step to the ground. You smiled when he grinned at you.

" What's going on pretty girl? To what do I owe the pleasure of your company on this fine evening?"

" Oh umm I wanted to see you. Umm haha. I uhh missed you, you loser."

Eddie leaned back a little and narrowed his eyes. But his suspicion went away quickly.

" I miss you too sweet cheeks. Come here."

He came and pulled you into a bear hug. God he missed you in his arms and the way you smelled.

You breathed him in and wanted to cry. Why did it always feel like home in his arms? No. Stop that. You have to do this.

" Eddie?"

" Yeah?"

" I umm I have something to tell you."

" Is it really important because I planned on hanging out with Chrissy right now."

"YES!"

" Whoa there what's going on?" He said pulling away a bit.

"EddieIsawChrissyandJasongoingatitinhiscarandandimsorry" it just came out so fast.

" Okay. Umm what the hell did you just say? Calm down pretty girl. What was that?"

You took a deep breath. " Eddie, I saw Chrissy and Jason going at it in his car. Eddie, I-I I'm so sorry."

Eddie dropped his arms and took a few steps back. "What do you mean "going at it"?"

" They were having sex." You said stepping closer to him but you stopped when he took another step back.

" You're lying." He chuckled but you could tell he was serious.

" Eddie, why would I lie?" You were actually hurt that he would think that.

" I-I don't know maybe you... I don't know.. you like me or something."

" I.."

Eddie gave you a look you had never seen before.

" Shit y/n that's it isn't it? You like me and you created this stupid fucking lie so that you could break us up."

" Wait. What?!"

" Yeah c'mon y/n that's a new low. Even for you. What did you think would happen? That I would leave Chrissy and what? Be with you?"

" Hold on. What the hell is wrong with me?" You. Were. Pissed.

" C'mon. Do you really think I w-would be with with someone like.. like well you know."

Now it was your turn to step back and go on the defense. " No Edward. Enlighten me."

"Man fuck y/n! You know I hate when you call me that."

" I don't give a shit! What the hell did you mean?!

" You know a girl like you."

Girl like me?

You scoffed. Oh now he's done it. " Right poor fat y/n huh. So big no one could love...you're a real shit friend you know. No I didn't tell you that because I like you. I told you that because I'm your best fucking friend and you deserve so much better that that poor excuse of a human being."

"That's not-"

" No fuck you Eddie! What the hell is wrong with you?! You were supposed to be my friend. But I get now. You are just like everyone else. No matter how hard you try to be different or how much you try to hide it you really are a fucking asshole. "

" Me?! You're the asshole here. You just come out of nowhere lying to me."

" I DID NOT LIE EDWARD! I NEVER LIE TO YOU!"

" So you're tell me you don't like me and Chrissy did have sex with Carver?"

"NO. I mean yes."

" Well what is it?!"

Your breath was shallow and your heart was racing. " I do love you okay! I have loved you for a very long time. But that is not the reason I told you this okay. You know what. Believe me or don't. I don't give a fuck anymore. I was just trying to be a good friend. Something you have most definitely been lacking lately"

" What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

" Seriously?! Have you been so blind to not notice the hell I've endured the past few months?"

" How in the hell am I supposed to know what's going on with you if you don't even talk to me?!"

" That's because you haven't been around for me to talk to. You're always with her. And I have to admit that yes I was jealous. But that's because she took my best friend away from me. I needed you and you weren't there. You weren't there when I buried Mortisha and you weren't there when I had to cut off my hair because someone put gum in it. Now my mom can't use it. You weren't there when someone touched me without my permission. I...I know I shouldn't depend on you to save me all the time. But you promised you would be there. Always. And -and you weren't. And-and I hate you....So you know what.... We're done. Friendship terminated."

You got in your car and peeled out of that trailer park not looking back at him. You finally let the tears come. You couldn't believe you just did that. Why in the fuck would you say that? You could never hate him.

...

Eddie didn't go to Chrissy's that night. He had no idea what the hell was going on. Why hadn't you told him? He would have been there in a heart beat regardless of who he was with. Did you really think he would abandon you like that? And who in their right mind would touch you without asking? He was going to find out and beat the living shit out of them. He really didn't believe you when you said that shit about Chrissy. So he made a decision to keep seeing her.

Eddie hadn't seen you all week. Even if he did how could he have apologized without sounding like such a fucking tool. It was Saturday afternoon and he was watching Chrissy at practice. His mind kept going to you and your face that night. How absolutely hurt you were when he said a girl like you. He honestly didn't mean it that way. He actually didn't know what he meant to say. He was just so damn mad. But he really didn't think you were fat or anything like that. You were truly one of the best looking girls in all of Hawkins if not the best.

You meant more to him than you would ever know. But how could he show you that? He was with someone. He wasn't a cheater and he cared about Chrissy's feelings. But he did love you. He really did. He just didn't know how much.

The sound of crying broke his thought process. He shook his thoughts away and saw Chrissy holding her arm on the ground. He ran to her.

" What happened?"

" I'm so sorry Chrissy. We were there. We were right there."

Someone said but Eddie wasn't looking at who said it. He picked up Chrissy and ran to his van. He drove erratically to the hospital and got her in.

...

That Saturday you were hanging out with Steve and Robin. You had been staying with Robin all week. Not wanting to go home just in case the devil showed himself. You had spilled your guts to them about what was going on with Eddie. They both tried to get you to reconsider the friendship but you had to be strong. You meant what you said and that was it. Period.

After a pretty good morning you had to go home and grab some clothes. Steve offered to drive you. So you let him. You guys were joking around and singing to Madonna. Eddie would have killed you if he knew. But you know whatever. Steve turned down the music.

" Hey I got you something."

"Oh yeah? It's not my birthday is it?" You teased.

" No no. I just saw it and I thought of you."

"Awww...ok what is it?"

" I uhh I think it's in the back."

You turned to look for your gift but didn't see it. You hadn't noticed Steve swerving a little as he tried to look. When you sat back down you saw a glimpse of a deer.

" STEVE LOOK O-"

He swerved and the car and it flipped. You closed your eyes and your body flung in the air. When the car finally stopped rolling you were outside of it. You tried to sit up but it was too painful.

"STEVE!...STEVE!....STEVE ANSWER ME!"

"Y/n! WHERE ARE YOU?"

" Oh thank God! STEVE ARE YOU HURT?!"

" NO. IM OKAY. I'M JUST STUCK."

" FUCK!" You grunted as you forced yourself to get up.

You finally got to your feet and stumbled over to the driver's side. All the glass was broken and Steve's belt wouldn't come off. You found a piece of glass large enough to cut the belt. You handed it to him and fell back onto the ground. You were feeling so dizzy and sleepy.

Steve cut himself free and climbed out of the window. He came and kneel next to you. He saw a large chuck of glass embedded in your side. You looked pale. He took off his shirt and pressed it around the glass. But it was quickly soaking up blood. You were bleeding too much and too fast.

Good thing the road was slightly busy when a good samaritan stopped to help you get to the hospital. You weren't thinking straight at all. You closed your eyes when Steve lifted you carrying you to some random car. The last thing you remembered was picturing Eddie's big brown eyes.

...

Eddie was sitting in the E.Rs waiting room. He had just broke up with Chrissy when she confessed what she did. She seemed to be really sorry about it. And Eddie had such a kind heart that he appreciated her for telling him the truth. He agreed to be friends but he really didn't think that was gonna happen. He was sitting there for a while thinking how to finally tell you he was sorry. That's when he saw Steve carrying you in. All he really saw was Steve with his shirt off. He was so fucking mad. Did Steve try and do something to you? Everything told him that Steve hurt you and he lost it. Her ran after Steve but he nor Steve wasn't allowed to go back with you.

Eddie pushed Steve up against the wall and held onto his neck. " WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER?"

" AHH! EDDIE...STOP!"

" WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

A security guard came and pulled Eddie off of him.

" Hey hey. It's okay he's my friend." Steve said making the security guard let go of Eddie.

Eddie went to charge again but Steve backed away and held out his hands. " Stop it! We got in a car accident....and she was thrown from the car man... she uhh she's in really bad shape. She lost a lot of blood."

Eddie felt like his whole world stopped. The air from his lungs disappeared hearing those words. That's when he saw it. The blood all over Steve.

" Is that?" Eddie pointed.

" Yes now sit down before you pass out." Steve lead him to a chair.

"How...how are you okay?"

" I had my seat belt on man."

Eddie turned to him. "She wasn't wearing a seatbelt?"

" Yeah. She was looking for a gift I got her."

" What?"

" Yeah I got her and well you matching friendship bracelets. But uhh I don't know where they are now." Steve sighed.

"God Harrington. She's gonna be fine right?"

" I hope so. It's all my fault Eddie. I'm so sorry."

"It was an accident. She's gonna be fine. She has to be. I gotta tell her I love her man."

...

Days went by and Eddie stayed there the whole time. You weren't out for a long time. Eddie had donated blood because he was a universal donor. He had hoped it would help you. But he was missing too much school without a valid excuse. Which was bullshit. You were a valid reason for him. So he decided that he was gonna repeat his senior year for the fourth time. He knew you would be pissed but he had to be by your side. He was there every single day. And he was there every night.

When you woke up a week later you were actually happy to see him. For a few moments you felt important to him. But that went away quickly. Eddie went to to get you some snacks when he ran into Steve.

" Hey man. What are you don't here?"

" Uhh y/n called. She said she's going home today and she wanted me to take her home."

Eddie was confused. Why didn't you ask him to take you home?

" I uhh I'll take her. You don't know how to keep four wheels on the ground." He chuckled.

" Uhh alright let's go tell her." Steve patted him on his back and they went to the room.

You were getting dressed and the guys turned around to give you your privacy.

" So umm y/n Eddie said he would take you home."

"What? No!....I umm mean I really would like for you to take me home Steve. Sorry Eddie."

Eddie turned around and you didn't look at him. He looked over to Steve and he shrugged. Eddie took one last look at you and left.

" Why didn't you want him to take you home y/n?"

" Look Steve don't get me wrong. I still love Eddie. But I can't even look at him without my heart breaking. I could have died and I have this new look on life. I'm not wasting my time on someone who thinks I'm a liar and doesn't feel the same way."

" Y/n c'mon. You know Eddie cares about you and he loves you. He's been here every single day. He's your best friend. You guys can get through this. You guys can get through anything."

" Not this. He was so mean to me. You weren't there. You didn't hear him. And he doesn't love me."

" I don't need to know what he said. I know he cares. You are important to him. That's just fact."

" Steve please just take me home. I want to sleep in my bed tonight."

" Alright, let's go l/n. Don't worry I'll keep both eyes on the road this time."

"You better. Or make sure you actually kill me this time."

" Shut up!"

" Bite me Harrington."

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You woke up the next morning tired as hell. You went to your parents room and gave your mom a kiss. It was early and your dad was already gone.

" You hungry mom?"

" Yes sweetheart. Can you make me some eggs?"

" You got it."

You went to the kitchen when there was a knock on the door. You groaned. You really didn't want to see anyone today. The knocking was giving you a headache.

" Alright don't get your panties in a knot. I'm coming." You said out loud.

You opened the door and saw Eddie. He was smiling holding up a bouquet of flowers.

" What are you doing here Munson? Should you be with your girlfriend?"

Eddie nervously laughed. " I uhh. We broke up. Seems like you weren't lying after all."

You crossed your arms. " I told you I would never lie to you."

" Right. Right. Look y/n I'm sorry. I should've believed you."

" Yeah you got that right."

" Chrissy told me everything. And we agreed to be friends"

You scoffed.

" I told her that it's a good thing to end it. Because well pretty girl. I told her I love you."

" Right as a friend. Cool Munson good for you. Bye now."

"No y/n wait."

You stopped from closing the door and he stepped closer.

" y/n, look I really do love you. You are the first girl to ever treat me right. The first one to care and appreciate me. And even though I have been in love a few times. I have never been this in love with someone. See pretty girl with you it's different. With you it feels right. And I didn't think you felt the same so I had to let you go. But, I can't do that any more. You mean the absolute world to me. You are my sun, my moon, my stars. There is just something about you that makes my heart tingle when you're near. Your voice calms me. Something about you makes me fall in love all over again....it's you sweet cheeks. It's always been you...So what do you say pretty girl?... Be with me... Like we were always meant to be."

Eddie fucking Munson just crushed your heart all over again. How could he stand there and tell you such things.

" A girl like me Edward. That's what you said remember... Kick rocks Munson."

You slammed the door in his face. And he just stood there so dumbfounded. " That was not what I meant y/n."

" Yeah well it still hurt." You said through the door.

Eddie grinded his teeth and shook his fist.

" you listen here sweet cheeks. You will forgive me and you will be my girlfriend because I'm yours forever. I will show you."

" Good luck." You said with a smile

...

[skiller0dani]

Old Prison Blues | Spencer Reid

M A S T E R L I S T Criminal Minds Masterlist

smut | dom!spencer x bau!reader requests info w.c | 7.2k summary | when your husband Spencer gets released from Prison, he's much different then you remember.

I have it so bad for this man, enjoy! Also guys this piece made butterflies squirm in my belly lmao this one is so HOT it made me blush. Guys, it made me B L U S H. I need to go dunk myself in holy water to atone for this SIN. (just kidding lmao I'm agnostic).

you can see his bulge in this gif and I can't stop admiring looking at it.

When you were in college you'd been an undergraduate in Criminal Justice, so you were familiar with the effects Prison has on the psyche. In other words, you knew Spencer would come back different. No person could pass through Prison unscathed and frankly you'd be more concerned if he came back and nothing had changed at all. At home, he seemed to be relatively okay, and those 6 mandatory weeks of break had allowed him the rest he deserved. Nothing exciting had happened during those weeks, the only thing you did was curl up on the couch next to him and watch movies. You'd made up for all those weeks in Prison during the evenings when you would cling to him and cry out his name in ecstasy.

Spencer really did seem to be fine, until you returned to work. That's when you started to see all the ways Prison had hardened him.

At first, it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. If you were someone who knew Spencer well then you knew that he wasn't a man who was confident in his looks. When you and Spencer first got married he was insecure, and would be discouraged when you hung out with other guys. You wouldn't say he was jealous because jealously in itself requires a certain amount of anger. But when Spencer saw you around other men he wasn't angry, he was sad. Absolutely convinced you were going to leave him any second, despite you telling him you married him because you love him. Deep down, he always thought somebody would steal you from him even though you consistently reminded him how much you love him. That's just the kind of guy Spencer is.

Or, was.

The darkness that brews in Prison, the violent hatred, the anger seems to have followed Spencer to freedom. It has made a home in his chest, and while you're not worried about Spencer flying off the deep end and shooting an innocent, the anger reveals itself in much more subtle ways. It's in the way he clenches his jaw when he can't figure something out, or the blanching of his knuckles as he grips the steering wheel with a crushing force, it's the agitation in his eyes when he watches Alvez's knuckles brush against your lower back for the 3rd time since you two had arrived at the office this morning. The anger has adapted to civilian life like Spencer has, it's learned. It's subtle. Unfortunately you know Spencer almost better then he knows himself, you can tell when something is bothering him.

You slide your hands over his shoulders, and much to your surprise you feel him tense.

"You okay?" You know it's a stupid question, but you have to ask.

"Yeah, fine." Spencer's tone is clipped, shoulders rigid, back straight. Something is definitely bothering him. You squeeze his shoulders and begin to work at the tightened muscles, slowly easing them to relax. The tension flows out of him as he relaxes back in his desk chair, the frustration ebbing away slightly when his eyes catch your wedding ring. The object that binds you to him.

"Don't shut me out." You whisper, a soft plea in your voice. Spencer's heart wretches when he hears the fear in your tone, and one of his hands comes up to catch yours. He presses a chaste kiss to one of your knuckles before swiveling around to face you. You always find a way to soothe the violent, raging beast inside of him. Spencer's hands find your hips as he turns his gaze up to look at you.

"You're right I'm sorry. Just tense today." He says softly, and while there is a little lie to his words, his statement remains mostly the truth. He just leaves out the part where he pictures enacting varying forms of violence on Luke Alvez. The man who keeps unnecessarily touching his wife. You lean down to press a kiss to his forehead, your head snapping up when Garcia calls from the conference room.

"Got a case folks, and it's an ugly one." Her nose scrunches up into a frown before she turns into the room. You pull away from Spencer, yanking him to his feet by his hand. Luke sends you a playful wink as he trots up the stairs, and while you don't necessarily react to it, it still puts Spencer on edge. Deep down Spencer always knew you were way out of his league, but that never became clearer then when you came to visit him in Prison.

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You were trembling as you lowered yourself into the chair. Dried tears were on your cheeks, and you haven't even seen Spencer yet. The last time you saw him was a few weeks prior after he first got back from Mexico. Seeing his wrists bound in those metal handcuffs had broken your heart in a way you never anticipated. You wrung your hands together, luckily when Penelope had made the visitation Chart she scheduled you as the first person to come see him. The plastic chair was uncomfortable, but what was worse was the plastic guard separating you from Spencer. The clock ticked loudly, it was clearly mocking you. Reminding you of the seconds you were losing with Spencer, reminding you of all the seconds he was spending in Prison.

When you hear the buzzer scream loudly, you nearly come out of your seat you're so excited to see him. You and Spencer got married back in 2005, and you've never been separated from him for longer then a week. It's been over a month now, and each day he's not with you leaves a bigger hole in your chest. You watch him follow the other prisoners out, and the handcuffs around his wrists breaks your heart. His eyes light up the second he sees you, he nearly shoves the other guy over to get to you faster. There are tears in your eyes as Spencer's wrists are released from the cuffs from the guard standing nearby.

"Hey baby." Spencer says softly as he takes his seat across from you. All you want is to reach across the stupid barrier and touch him, hold his hand, anything. But you know the guards will punish him if he does, but being this close to him without being able to hold him is absolutely killing you. You try to blink the tears out of your eyes so that Spencer won't see, but it's all too much. Seeing him in a jumpsuit, with cuff bruises around his wrists, having to sleep in the same building as murderers. The first tear falls and you immediately look away from him.

"Please don't cry." Spencer begs softly. "I'm okay, really."

You wipe your tears before you look back up at him, digging around in your bag for a gift from Henry. You smile when you see the happiness cross onto his face as you pull the piece of paper out.

"Henry drew this for you, it's from when you guys went to the park." You hold it up for him to see and you try to fight another onslaught of tears when you see his eyes misting.

"You know, when I get out of here we should have one." Spencer says it so casually, you almost miss it. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head as you carefully lower the drawing.

"You want to try for a baby?" You can't hide the smile, and you see Spencer's eyes shine for the first time since he's been in here.

"Yeah, I want to have a baby with you." You and Spencer had a brief conversation about kids a few years ago, and you knew Spencer wasn't ready for it back then. His Father ran out on him and Diana when Spencer was just a kid, it made Spencer insecure about the type of Father he would end up being. In Spencer's mind, a fatherless man would never make a good Father. But it seems he's changed his mind. You had no issues agreeing to wait before you had kids until he was ready, you always knew Spencer would be a fantastic Father.

Suddenly from Spencer's right you hear a low wolf whistle. The tenderness that was on Spencer's face is instantly wiped away. His expression tenses, his jaw clenching as he turns his gaze to a large burly looking man covered in tattoos. The man sitting across from him, the one who was visiting, looked similar. Both of the biker looking men were eyeing me hungrily, it made my skin crawl.

"Something I can help you with?" Spencer asks, his voice tense. The tension in the room grows tenfold, and you fight the instinct to try and scoot closer to Spencer. The Biker looks Spencer in the eyes, a taunting smile on his face.

"That your sister?"

"Wife." Spencer snaps instantly.

"Your wife?" The Biker says incrediously, Spencer raises a brow, daring him to continue. "There's no way a woman with an ass that tight would marry a man as scrawny as you."

You expected to see insecurity flash in Spencer's eyes, instead all you saw was rage. Unbridled, violent rage.

"Choose your next words carefully." Spencer's voice was low, and as sharp as the edge of a blade. You almost didn't recognize him. The Biker leaned forward, fueled only by the knowledge that he was getting under Spencer's skin.

"She as tight as she looks? If I wasn't locked up, I'd fuck her so good she wouldn't even remember what your little pecker feels like."

Spencer's jaw clenches, and his fists curl tightly. The Biker is about 2 words away from a broken nose.

"Baby just let it go." You plead, and normally you don't really use pet names in public but right now you needed to show him that you're his.

"I'll tell you what Klein, I'll fuck her for you and tell you how it felt." The other man says, the man visiting. Upon hearing the words come out of his mouth, Spencer is shoving up from the chair but almost instantly a guard is tightly gripping Spencer's shirt and shoving him back into the chair. Spencer is fuming, and there's nothing you can do to calm him down.

"If you so much as lay a finger on her, your friend here will be dead before you can have another visit." Spencer hisses, and the two large men chuckle.

Spencer instantly took you off the visitors list, and while that felt like a blow to your heart you understood why. You didn't want to stress him out by visiting him.

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So, yeah, Spencer knew you were out of his league and when Luke pulled your chair out for you at the table before he had the chance to, it made his blood boil. Why is Luke trying to take care of you? Doesn't he know that Spencer has been released from Prison? You don't need anybody else to take care of you, your husband is more than capable of doing it himself. When Spencer sat down in the chair next to you, he rested one hand on your thigh. You're only slightly surprised, normally Spencer isn't this 'handsy' in public, but in recent weeks he's been more assertive around other men.

"The body of 23 year old Cassandra Richardson was found 2 weeks ago in Lincoln, Nebraska. Her body was mutilated and showed signs of sexual assault. Yesterday another body, 20 year old Francesca Williams was found around the same warehouse district with similar wounds to the first victim." Penelope rushes the words out, almost as though saying them pains her. Various images show on the screen of the two victims, both bloodied and battered.

"Other than similar injuries, what makes the local police think it's the same unsub?" Luke asks, his eyes flickering towards you for the briefest second. While Spencer was locked away, Luke became a shoulder to cry on. Normally when you were upset and Spencer wasn't around, you'd talk to Derek. But since he's been gone you've felt more isolated then you normally do. Luke had found you crying one morning before you had taken off, and ever since he's had an "older brother" protection over you.

"A tattoo on both of the victims thighs, the words 'temerata virginem' which is Latin for 'desecrated virgin'." With the click of a button on her remote, Penelope pulls up a photo of the tattoos. The lines are shaky, although they stay mostly straight.

"It almost looks professional, except the lines aren't perfectly straight. A professional would make the line work perfect." JJ says, examining the photo closer in the folder each of you received. You turn your gaze to Spencer when you feel his hand leave your thigh to examine the photo closer. You could practically see the gears turning in that beautiful mind of his.

"It's possible an outside source is causing a tremble in the unsubs hands, if he is a professional tattoo artist." Spencer mumbles, almost to himself. Sometimes when he's in deep concentration, he nearly forgets other people are in the room with him.

"Could be drugs-" Luke starts but is sharply cut off.

"Actually it's more likely to be alcohol, withdraw from other drugs would be too severe to operate the tattoo machine." Spencer snaps, causing a few heads to turn and look at him. Maybe under other circumstances someone would say something to him, but since Spencer got released from Prison only a few weeks ago, nobody says anything. Luke's eyebrows furrow together as he shoots Spencer a confused look, one Spencer chooses to ignore as his hand returns to your thigh. Spencer knows he's acting like a jerk but he can't help it, Luke needs to know who you belong to. Spencer had everything taken from him in Prison, he won't let anyone take you from him too.

"We've been personally asked by the local police to assist, so wheels up in 30." Emily concludes, shooting one more look at Spencer before everybody rises.

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The tension on the jet is thick, you're absolutely sure everybody can feel it. Hardly anyone has interacted with Spencer, except to ask him a question about the case. You sit back against the couch, Luke sitting in one of the chairs at the table, and Spencer sitting on the arm of the chair next to you. In your hand was a nearly empty cup of coffee, and just as you move to refill, Luke rises with his own empty cup.

"Need a refill?" He asks, offering you a friendly smile.

"Yeah actually-"

"I got it." Spencer says abruptly, standing from where he was sitting. His eyes meet Luke's, silently challenging him. You try to be understanding, but you can't help but feel annoyed at Spencer. If he was acting like this to some random guy then that's one thing, but this is Luke. He's your friend, he's Spencer's friend. Luke, and the rest of the team, put everything on the line to free Spencer from Prison.

"It's cool man, I can do it-" Luke offers again, but Spencer isn't having it.

"I said I got it." Spencer reaches his hand out for your mug, which you instantly give to him. His eyes don't leave Luke's until he turns around and heads to the back of the jet to refill your coffee. Luke pauses for a few seconds, his eyes meeting yours and mirroring the same look of concern before he heads for the coffee pot as well. Luke isn't even upset by how Spencer is treating him, he- like everyone else, is worried about Spencer's psyche.

"What is going on with Spencer?" JJ whispers once she's sure Spencer is out of earshot. You shrug, your worried eyes landing on your husband. His posture is tense, almost defensive.

"Well can you blame him? In Prison, everything that's yours can and will be stolen by the other male inmates. Now that he's free, Spencer is being protective of his wife, someone that is his and can be taken by other men." Rossi says, always naturally a tad protective of Spencer.

"There isn't a man on this planet that would make me leave Spencer." You say defensively, although you know Rossi didn't mean anything by what he said.

"That might be obvious to you, but not to Spencer." JJ says, eyeing Spencer standing back near the coffee machine.

"Doing okay man?" Luke asks hesitantly as he moves to stand next to Spencer.

"Yep." Spencer says shortly, waiting for the pot to brew. Luke feels the tension rolling off Spencer in waves, and it's all being directed at him and he's not sure why.

"Look, if I've done something to upset you, just talk to me about it Reid." Luke's voice is gentle, understanding. Spencer's jaw clenches again as the pot finishes brewing and he refreshes your cup before reaching for the creamer.

"I'm fine Alvez. Really." Spencer says again, but Luke isn't willing to let this go yet.

"No Reid, you're not-"

"Stop flirting with my wife." Spencer's tone is firm, and the look in his eyes tells Luke just how on edge Spencer is.

"You got it." Luke agrees instantly, even though he was never flirting with you. But he knows that right now arguing with Spencer will only make things worse. Seemingly satisfied with Luke's answer, Spencer carries your cup back you, slinging an arm around you.

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Spencer twists his wedding ring around his ring finger, something he does when he's stressed out or tense. You're currently sat in the interrogation room with the male suspect, a tattoo artist attending AA meetings, the tattoo on the first victim was the shakiest because he had just quit drinking. The other, more recent, victims tattoo's were more steady. The longer he stayed sober, the more his trembling faded. In Spencer's other palm is your wedding ring, you fit the physical preference of this killer perfectly, but he only went after single women. Emily thought sending somebody in fitting his victimology would throw him off enough to say something incriminating. In order for the rouse to work, you needed to appear single- meaning the wedding ring had to come off. The thought didn't settle well in Spencer's gut.

"You have to relax." JJ said suddenly from Spencer's right. He nearly ignored her but his frayed nerves were beginning to eat at him.

"I can't. Do you see the way he's looking at her?" Spencer was pacing back and forth in front of the one way glass like a caged animal, unable to take his eyes off of the train wreck happening in front of him.

"She can handle herself Spence." JJ insists gently, almost using a motherly tone to talk to him.

"She's mine!" And suddenly the crux of the issue comes to light, and Spencer pinches the bridge of his nose, releasing a heavy breath. JJ thinks about her words carefully, trying to find something to say that will calm him at least a little.

"Yeah, and nothing is going to change that Spencer. You need to relax, and you have to trust her. You're not in Prison anymore, nobody is going to take her from you." JJ says, looking him in the eyes. Suddenly the sound of metal screeching across a concrete floor sounds from behind Spencer and when he turns around, his blood boils hot in his veins. The suspect, Alan Baker, has shoved out of his chair and has started towards you.

"Spencer-" JJ's voice is distant, and comes too late. Spencer isn't listening to her anymore when his fist curls around the door handle and he nearly rips it off its hinges.

"You need to step back." Spencer snaps, reaching for his gun as Alan Baker backs you into the corner of the interrogation room. You weren't ever truly afraid, you could have handled Alan. Slowly, Alan backs away from you and Spencer instantly reaches for you. He leads you out of the room with a gentle but firm hand on your back. Once you're out of the interrogation room you turn to Spencer.

"What the hell? I could have dealt with him!" You insist, frustration laced in your tone. At this point JJ silently slips out of the room, giving you and Spencer some much needed privacy. Spencer crosses his arms as he leans back against the one way mirror.

"You didn't need to, I did." Spencer huffs and you seriously resist the urge to throw something at him.

"What is your problem today? You could have compromised my entire interrogation, he's never going to tell me anything now!" You snap, anger pinching at your features.

"Good! Now you have no reason to talk to him again." Spencer snaps back, can't you see that he's just protecting what's his?

"Spencer we're trying to save somebody! You're being selfish!" You say to him angrily, trying your best not to start yelling at him. Spencer's selfish possessiveness over you could have just ruined your entire investigation.

"This is why the Bureau was hesitant to reinstate you. They were scared you wouldn't be able to control yourself." You snap at him, crossing your arms.

"Are you saying they made a mistake?" Spencer asks incrediously, suddenly becoming defensive.

"Maybe they did. Because you're acting like an asshole right now. You've been a jerk to Luke the entire day when he busted his ass to help get you out of Prison and back to me! Since when have you not trusted me during an interrogation? What did you think was going to happen? That I was going to let him touch me? I thought you trusted me." You cry out, tears filling your eyes now. Spencer didn't say anything as you turned for the door, anger still laced in his features.

"This has nothing to do with me not trusting you-"

"If you don't trust me, then maybe you should just hold onto my wedding ring for a while. I don't want it." You snap quietly, and you regret the words the second they leave your lips. No matter how mad he makes you, you'd never leave Spencer. You watch Spencer's expression shift from anger to...hurt. He watches silently as you slam the door behind you. Prison has turned him into somebody he isn't, and Spencer doesn't know how to turn off this part of his brain. The part telling him that you belong to him, and that he needs to protect what's his.

Rossi catches the sight of your tear stained cheeks as you move back towards the kitchen in the precinct. You wipe your tears as he comes to stand beside you, and the look on his face tells you that he overheard your fight with Spencer. Rossi bumps you with his elbow gently, a small smile on his face.

"You don't look okay." He says softly and you let out a self-depreciating laugh.

"I'm not. I don't know how to help Spencer, he doesn't trust me." You say sadly, your heart breaking in your chest.

"It's not you he doesn't trust, it's other men." Rossi clarifies, although it does little to ease the pain. You reach up to brush your hair behind your ear when Rossi catches your hand, examining your ring finger.

"Where's your wedding ring?"

"Told Spencer I didn't want it." The words are laced with heavy regret, and when you remember the look on his face when you said it you almost start to cry again. Rossi wraps an arm around you, and you lean your head on his shoulder.

"Deep down, he knows you didn't mean it." He tries to reassure you.

"That's the problem, he probably thinks I meant it."

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Normally it only takes you and Spencer a few hours to smooth things over after a fight. But this time, it's been nearly 3 hours and you haven't spoken a word to each other. You're both working on searching through Alan Baker's financial records without speaking at all. Neither of you have said anything, and Spencer still has your wedding ring. You desperately want it back, but you don't know how to start that conversation. You're angry about how he's been treating everybody, and you feel like asking for your ring is accepting defeat. You're not ready to accept defeat. When Emily comes into the room, her eyes settle on the two of you.

"Okay, what's going on with you guys?" Her arms are crossed.

"Nothing." The word comes from both yours and Spencer's mouths at the same time, and you say it far too quickly. Emily raises one brow at the two of you before closing the door behind her.

"Alright I'm going to have to be a boss now. We are not going to lock this guy away if the two of you are fighting. We need everybody on their A-game. Fix it. Now, and I mean right now." She says, leaving the room but closing the door behind her. There's a suffocating silence that fills the room, both you and Spencer too stubborn to speak first. But you can't take it, you hate it when he's mad at you. You hate it when you guys fight, which isn't often but it does happen occasionally.

"I didn't mean it." You whisper, leaning on the table, facing away from him. Spencer doesn't say anything but you know he's listening.

"I didn't mean it Spencer, I want my ring." He'd be lying if he said he wasn't relieved to hear you say that, his entire world crashed down around him the second you told him to keep the ring. The irrational part of his brain told him you were going to divorce him.

"Can I please have it back?" You ask, barely turning your head to look at him. With a huff Spencer pushes away from the table to move in front of you. His eyes are focused on your hand, he has yet to look at you. Spencer fishes around in his pocket before he finds your ring and gently slides it onto your ring finger.

"You have to stop glaring at any man that gets to close to me, especially Luke." You tell him, but he continues to look away from you. Spencer pushes past you to stand near the windows, his back facing you. The thing about Spencer is that he's stubborn, really stubborn. You take a few steps towards him, nibbling on your lower lip.

"I love you Spencer, I'm sorry. I was an ass, but you acted like an ass too." You tell him, but Spencer only turns his head further away from you. You move to stand in front of him, but his eyes turn to the ground and his arms are crossed tightly. Seriously?

"Please talk to me Spencer, tell me what's going on." You can see the frustration laced in his features, there's something on the tip of his tongue that he needs to say.

"Spencer."

"After you left from your visit, do you know why I didn't let you come back?" Spencer snaps, his hands finding your shoulders to yank your body against his. Your chest collides with his and suddenly you feel a dampness building between your legs. You instantly turn to putty in his hands.

"I didn't let you come back because that asshole told everybody about you. Told everybody what a tight little body you have. Soon the entire cell block was fantasizing about my 'sexy wife'. Do you have any idea what it's like to listen to men constantly talk about fucking your wife?" Spencer's voice is tense, but you can see it. The lust building behind his eyes, the frustration, and the fear of losing you simmering underneath it all.

"N-No." Your voice is breathy, and your eyes are lidded as Spencer's hands slide up your arms to your shoulders.

"It's fucking hell Y/N. Every time I see any man look at you I want to rip his eyes out, and I can't turn it off. I've tried, and the way that Alvez looks at you- it drives me fucking crazy." Spencer snaps, the anger building by the second. Your entire body begins to hum with an intense need, and Spencer can see it in your eyes. Spencer releases you then and he turns for the door, at first you're afraid he's going to leave but instead he locks the door. Luckily it's late, so the police station is more deserted then it is during the day. Turning back to you, Spencer reaches for the blinds next and you can't help but follow his every movement with your eyes.

"Get on your knees." Spencer says suddenly, and you freeze in shock. Did he just say...?

"Get. On. Your. Knees." Spencer says again through clenched teeth, leaning back against the table, heat simmering in his eyes. His hands grip the edge of the table and you feel a throb from between your legs. Quickly you scramble onto your knees in front of him, your hands reaching up to undo his belt. Once the belt is unfastened, you're quickly unbuttoning his dress slacks, your eagerness making your hands a bit clumsy. Spencer has never been this dominant during sex, but you have no complaints. He has your knees weak and he hasn't even touched you. You quickly dip your hand into his boxers to pull his hardening cock out. As soon as his cock is freed, your lips are wrapping around the head. Spencer's head tosses back in ecstasy.

"Your lips look so pretty stretched around my cock. Those bastards could only imagine having you on your knees for them." Spencer snaps, his hand weaving into the hair at the back of your head. You moan softly around him at his crude words, slowly sliding down his cock. Spencer groans when he feels your tongue laving the underside of his cock, along the vein that runs from base to tip. Apparently feeling impatient, Spencer pushes your head further down his cock. He feels his tip right at the entrance of your throat, and with one gentle thrust he breaches your throat and his cock slides all the way into your mouth.

"Fuck," Spencer hisses, and Spencer does not curse often. So the fact that you have been able to draw curses from his mouth is nothing short of a miracle. Spencer's chest heaves slightly as you gag lightly around him, drawing another deep groan from his chest. You feel nearly desperate to please him, you need to make him cum. You want him to fucking pound you, you want him to use your body for his pleasure. You want him to release all of his frustration out on you, you want to be sore when he's done.

"You're mine. This is my body to touch and admire, my tight pussy to stretch open, mine." Spencer growls, thrusting gently to meet your hasty movements. You whimper around his cock, gagging slightly again as spit dribbles down your chin. Your eyes are wide and watery as you look up at him, and the sight of you nearly causes him to blow his load. You just look so fucking beautiful on your knees in front of him, drool on your chin and your mouth full of cock. It's a sight he will never forget. You move your head faster, keeping your eyes locked on his. Spencer squeezes the edge of the table, his head tossing back when his orgasm hits him. You feel his cum shooting in spurts to the back of your throat and you swallow every drop. Once you pull off him, Spencer is grabbing your elbows to pull you to stand.

Spencer's hands are reaching for the button of your dress slacks as his mouth presses messily to yours. Spencer's tongue pushes into your mouth, his hands pushing your pants down and you kick them off. Instantly, Spencer's fingers are sliding into your panties and through your slick folds. You whine loudly against his mouth, your eyes fluttering shut as his palm roughly cradles the back of your head.

"Need to make sure you know who you belong to." Spencer snaps as he pulls away from you, quickly pushing two long fingers into your dripping hole. You cry out before Spencer is slapping a hand over your mouth, your back pressed against the wall. Spencer's slender frame is leaning against you, effectively trapping you against the wall and his body. Your eyes are rolling when Spencer's finger crook inside of you while roughly thrusting into you.

"Gotta be quiet, wouldn't want Luke to catch us now would we?" Spencer breathes in the shell of your ear, sending goosebumps spreading over your skin. You are completely at Spencer's mercy and you wouldn't have it any other way. The pleasure shooting through you goes rocketing up your spine when Spencer scissors his fingers inside of you. You're mumbling incoherently against his palm, desperate pleas not to stop, to please let you cum. Your entire body is flushed, and you feel sweat on your skin like a sheen layer over you. Spencer feels you begin to squeeze around his fingers and he replaces his palm with his mouth, swallowing all of your moans and desperate cries.

Your back is arching as your high approaches, and you climb higher and higher to meet it. Spencer never lets up, his fingers steadily pumping into you and his lips muffling all of your cries of pleasure. The sounds you make are music to his ears, they tell him that you will always be his, no matter what childish fears he has. Your hands come up to unbutton the buttons on Spencer's dress shirt, you need to feel more of him. Before you can finish undressing your husband, his fingers nudge your cervix and you instantly clamp around his fingers, your body convulsing.

"You look so beautiful when you cum." Spencer praises, his cock rock hard again. He needs to be inside of you as soon as humanely possible. Spencer pulls away from you to grasp the base of his cock, no need to bother with protection. The two of you already agreed that you want to try for a baby anyway.

"Please baby, please get inside me. How could you think I'd ever leave you? I love you, and nobody could make me cum like you can." You moan desperately, turning to bend over the table. Spencer's hand runs up your spine, enjoying the way you wriggle your hips in search of his cock. There are butterflies squirming in your stomach as you spread your legs apart wider for him, but he still doesn't bring his cock closer to you.

"Oh c'mon Spence don't do this please. Baby, fuck me." You plead, nearly sobbing as you shamlessly beg. He presses his tip against your soaked entrance and you whine. You hear fabric rustling around and you turn your head just in time to see him pull his tie from around his neck.

"I needed to hear you beg for me, and this is to keep you quiet. As much as I love the sounds you make when I'm inside you, I can't let anyone else hear you." Spencer says, his voice low and rumbling from his chest. You open your mouth to let him tie the silk fabric in your mouth. You try to whimper but you gag around the tie in your mouth, and you see a pleased smile cross onto Spencer's face. Your fingers grasp at the edge of the table as you impatiently wait for Spencer to push into you. You feel his glorious cock nestled at your entrance, the tip barely nudging in. You feel another wave of slick gush out of you and Spencer is running his tip through your already drenched folds. Such a tease.

You whine softly, trying to push back against him. Spencer chuckles darkly before his hands grasp your hips to hold you steady. With one firm thrust, Spencer is breaching your folds and sliding deep inside you. You feel heat searing through you, your head dropping to the table as you whimper through the burn. The stretch burns more then you anticipated, and you hear Spencer groaning softly, which sends another wave of liquid heat rushing through you.

"God you feel so good baby, you take my cock so fucking well." Spencer praises, gently pulling out to slowly thrust back in. His eyes are locked on the place where you two connect, watching with hooded eyes as his cock disappears inside you.

"I wish you could see this baby, I love watching you take my cock." He praises through a soft moan, and you drink up every sound he makes. Spencer needed this so bad and you love the fact that you can give him a type of relief nobody else on the planet can give him. Spencer steadily thrusts into you when you both hear footsteps slowly passing outside the room. You expect Spencer to stop, to pull out of you and start redressing but he doesn't. He slows his pace considerably, but he still slowly thrusts into you.

"Shh, I would hate for whoever that is to see my cock buried in your pretty pussy." Spencer whispers as he leans forward to whisper in your ear. You struggle to contain the whimpers, but somehow you remain completely silent as Spencer gently thrusts into you. Once whoever it is passes by, Spencer resumes his quicker thrusts. His pelvis hits your ass with enough force to send you lurching across the table and your fingers scramble to find purchase against the smooth surface.

"This is my pussy, you're my wife, you're mine. Not Luke's, not that dick from the Prison. Mine." Spencer says, punctuating the words with a sharp thrust into you. You wished you could answer him, that you could cry to the heavens that you belong to Spencer Reid- that you never want to belong to anybody else. You settle for squeezing his cock whenever it returns to your velvety warmth, chanting the same word in your head over and over.

Yours yours yours yours yours.

Your forehead presses against the table, muffled and strangled cries escaping your lips every time Spencer hits deep inside you. His cock stretches you perfectly, and always hits places deep inside you. Places you didn't know existed. Soon you feel your orgasm creeping up on you, and you feel lightheaded so you reach up to yank the tie away from your mouth.

"Please make me cum Spence, I'm so close baby please don't stop." You beg, muffling your moans with your palm as he drives his cock into you. You feel sweat covering your entire body and Spencer holds your hips with a bruising force. You feel that coil winding tighter and tighter, and you release a high pitched whine when Spencer's hand snakes around your body to thumb your clit.

"Oh Spencer your cock feels so good, soo good baby. Always feels so good, fuck baby I love you," You're not sure what you're saying at this point, an incoherent mess of praises for the man above you. Spencer loves when he reduces you to this, speaking in a jumble of words and disconnected statements because you can't think with his cock inside you.

"I, shit, I love you-" Spencer gasps, slamming his cock inside you and rolling your clit before you're squeezing around him tightly, your mouth falling open in a silent scream. You cum in hot gushes around him and Spencer can only offer a few more stuttering thrusts before he's cumming with a loud growl, coating your walls in his hot cum. Spencer keeps his cock inside you, ensuring his cum stays inside you. He wants to get you pregnant. His palms gently hold your hips, and all the frustration he's felt all day has completely disappeared. His chest is heaving from the exertion but he feels more relaxed then he has all day. There's a smile on your face and your eyes are closed as your legs finally give out and you collapse against the table.

"You okay?" You hear Spencer's voice, and you can't help but smile when you hear that he's panting slightly. You hum with a smile on your face.

"I'm amazing." You mumble back, feeling Spencer begin to gently massage your back. You love enjoying the afterglow with him, even if you're laying on a table. Slowly Spencer pulls out, but he groans softly when he sees his cum inside your pussy. He reaches to the floor to pull your panties and dress slacks back up your legs and he quickly tucks himself back into his pants. He buttons the 4 buttons you managed to open on his shirt before he's gently pulling you to stand.

"You sure you're alright?" Spencer asks, concern in his eyes. You nod with a smile, but when he releases his hold on your shoulders, you feel your legs tremble and give out underneath you. Spencer immediately catches you and sets you down on the table. You laugh softly.

"Guess you fucked me good."

"Sorry." Spencer says sheepishly, but you press a chaste kiss to his lips.

"Don't be, that had to have been the best sex we've had in a long time." You mumble against his lips and Spencer hums in agreement. Reaching for his tie, Spencer shoves it in his pocket before he pokes his head out of the room you guys just defiled.

"Spencer, I'm so sorry about what I said. I love you so much, I didn't mean what I said about my ring-" You blubber suddenly, drawing Spencer's attention to you. He cradles your head against his chest, pressing kisses to your forehead.

"I know baby, it's okay. I love you." Spencer answers quietly, holding you to him tightly.

"I'm sorry I was a jerk today. I'm just so protective of you. I can't let anything steal you from me." Spencer admits softly and you cup his cheeks to make him look at you. There is a sadness in his eyes that you want to obliterate, you can't stand it when he's sad. It breaks your heart.

"Nothing could steal me from you. I only want you Spencer." You say quietly and you see tears misting his eyes. He presses his lips desperately against yours, and you feel tears cascading down yours and his cheeks. The kiss is wet, but it's passionate and you throw every ounce of love you have for this man into it. When you and Spencer part, your foreheads are pressed together.

"Hey Spence? How am I gonna get to the hotel. I can't walk." You say softly with a giggle and Spencer smiles mischievously.

"I guess I'll have to carry you." He scoops you bridal style into his arms then and you blush deeply when he carries you out of the room and towards the front entrance.

"Spencer! Everybody is going to know!" You whisper into his ear and he chuckles.

"Good."

[demonicheadcanons]

Obey Me Brothers + Little Affections

AN: Keep thinking about the little things each brother would do to express affection. Some warm fluffy stuff because we all need it. Enjoy!!

The hair drying one on Lucifer’s sparked this entire thing thanks

Lucifer

- Washing and drying your hair. You know if you get your hair washed at a hairdressers and they just. Go to town with a towel drying your hair? He finds it hilarious and loves doing that. You’ll hear him chuckle, unable to see him because your face is covered by the towel. He’s softer towards the end but initially when trying to get most of the excess water his only concern is not actually hurting you. He’s also genuinely trying to help, just having a little fun with it at the same time.

- Continuing on from this, Lucifer will ruffle your hair. If it doesn’t really upset you, he loves to make a mess of it, and he grins at you, your hair sticking out every which way.

- The second his brothers aren’t around, he seems to canonically love holding your hand under the guise of keeping track of you or comforting you. Its partially true - the MC gets into trouble easily, so its good to keep a hand on them. However, the comforting affect goes both ways.

- Sharing information with you implies a close bond (or at the very least, a strong curiosity, like when he hints at where Mammon’s card is / when he talks about the album) and it means Luci cares about you a lot. He likes to talk about his interests and introduce you to things he cares a lot about. A lot of the time this comes in the form of music, because it’s something he’s able to enjoy whilst still doing his work.

- Doing origami or other paper crafts together? Really relaxes him. It’s so peacefully intimate and cosy. You sit together at his desk, work documents hidden out of sight for now, and make whatever you can out of colourful little bits of paper. He likes making flowers, although he’d never say it out loud, but he makes you countless crowns with paper flowers of all different kinds. You walk in one day when he’s taking a break from work and he’s got paper cranes lining the entire length of his desk. He calls you over and puts one on your head for absolutely no reason before acting like it never happened.

- If no one else is around and he’s feeling a bit daft, he’ll sweep you up into his arms with no warning and just hold you like that, staring directly into your eyes with a daring and loving smile on his face. This happens most when it’s late at night and all the coffee he’s had is starting to wear off and he feels a little more relaxed and open. He’ll carry you to his room to cuddle, too, if you don’t have anywhere else you need to be. Just pray none of his brothers encounter you two because he’ll set you down on your feet immediately and he won’t help you up if you fall.

[[Other Brothers under the read more]]

Mammon

- Fist bumps!!! He passes you and holds his fist out, and pouts if you don’t immediately bump your hand into his. Do the snail or turkey thing once and he falls in love with it. Lucifer, tired and stressed after a lot of work, decides for once to go along with giving him a fist bump because he’s too tired and no one else is around, and Mammon does the snail thing. The look on Luci’s face is worth everything that happened after. But when its you, Mammon just smiles and beams at you. He’s really happy.

- Sitting so close together that you can’t possibly move without disturbing the other. Sides fully pressed together even if he doesn’t have an arm around you or your hand in his. He likes the constant contact, it’s healing. So heavily invested in whatever you’re watching that the two of you simply don’t realise how close you are until the episode ends and you realise you’re leaning your full weight against him and his face is red but he’s smiling so softly you can’t bring yourself to move.

- You’ll have to start the habit, but, tackle hugs. You see him in the distance somewhere and sprint over and tackle him full force. He’ll act mad at first, especially if he trips and falls over or he’d been talking with someone else, but he holds onto you tightly and his face is beautifully flushed. After a while he’ll do it too, although he’s a lot gentler, but if you hear him call your name you need to turn around quickly and hold your arms out. He’ll lift you up into the air and twirl you around once or twice before just, going on with his day as normal. You hear his laughter as he walks away, bright and bubbly and confident, exactly as he should be.

- The absence of insults is important for Mammon. He’ll tolerate it if it’s every now and then but he’ll really notice if you’re always kind to him, he pays attention and holds tightly on to every compliment you give him. When he feels low he finds you and holds you in his arms, fingers playing with the loops in your jeans, as he recites off every nice thing you’ve said to him, hoping you’ll reaffirm them. Did you mean it when you said he was one of the most caring people you’d ever met? When you said his eyes made you feel at home?

- He likes feeding the crows with you. It’s something he does without telling anyone, but one day he takes you out along with him and the crows take a liking to you instantly. He likes how you look with his crows standing proud and confident on your arm, your hair a mess from their flapping wings as you laugh and try to get the last bits of food out from the bag.

- If you style his hair and put random accessories in it - anything from silly plastic hair clips to flowers to feathers - he’ll keep them in all day. He doesn’t care who sees because his MC spent their time doing this for him, and he’s happy to tell anyone who dares criticise him.

Leviathan

- He’s awkward with any affection at first, but he actually builds up to quick tight hugs when he’s really happy. If he’s incredibly excited - just won tickets for something, or some idol liked his comments - expect to be tackled in a hug. He gets flustered after, but if you hold tightly onto him he won’t let go immediately.

- If they even vaguely relate to his own interests, Levi will try hard to be invested in anything you really enjoy. For example, he’ll watch your favourite shows with you or try and read things you enjoy, etc.

- At the same time, Levi will share his interests with you. It’s not something he can really avoid doing as it’s ingrained in him to ramble about his special interests, but it will come in seemingly smaller forms - for example, he’ll hand you his headphones one day, blushing, and ask what you think of this song, or he’ll show you a paragraph in a TSL book that has particularly good rhythm or evokes a lot of emotion. If he lends you his books or DVDs it’s practically a proposal.

- You two have full conversations with Henry as he swims about in his tank. About silly and pointless things or very serious topics, from jokingly scolding him to venting about the future and about school and such. It warms Levi’s heart.

- Horn pats. When he’s in his demon form, pull him down to your level and pat his horns. He’s so flustered he can’t move the first few times, but one day he’ll start coming up to you and asking you if you want to do it. He likes being able to be in his demon form, and likes that you’re comfortable with him even when he doesn’t look as human.

- When he’s very comfortable with you, he likes to wrap you up in surprise hugs and laughs if you try to squirm your way out of his grip, a brilliant mischievous glow in his eyes, any self-consciousness long forgotten.

Satan

- I’ve said this before on another post but Satan likes to pet your hair and run his thumbs over your palms, pressing into them gently like he’s touching the pads on the paws of a cat. He traces circles and presses kisses into your palm and over each finger tip and knuckle, like it’s his own form of worship.

- It takes a long time to build up the confidence to do so but I can see him like. Playfully nipping at your skin if he presses light kisses against your shoulders or neck. If it makes you laugh or blush he smiles against your skin.

- If you fall asleep somewhere he’s the first person to go get a blanket to throw over you - he’d rather just let you sleep if you’re somewhere safe instead of disturbing you to lift you elsewhere, and risking waking you up. Occasionally he’ll kneel down beside you and stay there with a book until you wake up, and he’s fallen asleep like that once or twice.

- Just. Talking. Laying down together and going from topic to topic, saying whatever crosses your minds with no filters and no judgement. Letting time pass by with the comfort of the other, laying on your back in the planetarium or library or in his room, wherever there aren’t books piled up. No responsibilities except to listen to the other, and every now and then you laugh and he feels like maybe this could be home.

Asmodeus

- Sharing things, whatever it is. Food, clothes, jewellery. Taking a necklace off and putting it on him because “this would go so well with your outfit,” or holding out your fork and telling him to try some of your food, it tastes heavenly. Perfume, as well, is a must - he wants the two of you to smell the same.

- Like Mammon, he likes to have some kind of contact with you at all time - holding hands, an arm across your shoulders, anything. But the main point of contact he truly adores is if he has his hands on the skin of your stomach or back, even in the most innocent way possible. If his arms are around you and you’re comfortable with it, he’ll tuck his hands under your shirt and trace shapes against your hips, stomach, back, lower ribcage. Wherever he can. It’s something he’ll do absentmindedly without everything thinking about it, and it recharges him when he’s low on energy.

- He actually really likes working alongside you, whether it’s school work or something related to a part time job, or a potential business idea. He’s smarter than anyone would give him credit for and he loves how you look when you’re deep in thought, trying to solve something, and how your eyes light up as you figure it all out. He’s not one to just give you the answer to things, so if he knows something and you don’t he likes to hint at it like it’s a game. When you guess the answer right he presses a kiss to the tip of your nose and beams at you.

- Late night phone calls where you talk about whatever’s keeping you awake. He doesn’t mind who’s calling who, he wants to ramble or listen to you at any given moment and he’ll give up his sleep if it means you can get something that’s bothering you off your chest. Similarly, there is no greater comfort for him than getting to complain to you about something or other, something that’s genuinely bothering him and that’s stuck in his head. He feels like it only disappears when you take a hold of it for him for a little bit.

Beelzebub

- Sharing food, obviously, means a lot to him. Feed him bites of your food, give him anything you don’t want, and he’ll love it. He especially loves if you share food that’s important to you in some way, and you’ll find him giving you little bites of his food too the closer you two get. It means a lot to him when people embrace the fact that he eats so much, instead of scolding him for it or making jokes about it.

- He really likes holding hands. Your hands are so small in his and yet you trust him not to injure them as you pull him along. He feels possessive sometimes but isn’t outwardly affectionate enough to do anything about it, and the last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable. It’s the perfect thing for him.

- Stacking random things on the other. Sitting cross-legged in a park, pulling daisies out of the lawn that’s about to be mowed anyway and gently placing them into each other’s hair, on the other’s shoulders and laps. If you’re laying in his bed he’ll take random light objects off his night stand and place them on top of you. There’s no purpose and no intention, and yet it makes him smile and gives him butterflies, and he laughs if you glare jokingly up at him but let him continue.

- Run your hands through his hair, down the sides of his face, under his jaw. Anywhere. He melts in an instant, mouth slightly open as you poke his cheeks or tickle his neck and shoulders with feather light touches.

Belphegor

- Nap. On. Him. Any time, any where. Snuggle up to him, lean your head against his shoulder or bury your face into his neck or lay down on his lap and just rest. He blushes every time and it takes him a second to recover. Sometimes he’ll angle himself so he can lean against you two and he’ll fall asleep as well.

- He likes those kind of monkey hugs where you wrap your entire body around him and he can bury his face in your neck and hold on as tight as he wants. He’ll walk around like that until you get to the attic and he can throw you into his pile of pillows and blankets, and he flops down on top of you and clings onto you again, trying to hide his face because he’s smiling so wide his cheeks hurt.

- He loves playful, back and forth banter. He’ll tease you constantly, loves if you pout at him, loves it more if you retort with something and keep it running for a while before the two of you start laughing.

- Being childish. He’ll stick out his tongue at you or pull a sudden face and he expects you to do it back immediately. If you don’t he’ll poke and tickle you, telling you how disappointed and hurt he is.

- Headbumps! But not too hard. Gently bump your head against his shoulder to get his attention and he’ll pat it. Bonus points if you nuzzle into his hands then - he’s hard to fluster but you can hear him swallow as he starts to go red. You’ll immediately have all of his attention to yourself.

- Belphie is the king of silent conversations. The tiniest gestures, nods, tilts of the head. He can pick up on all of them, knows exactly what you’re trying to say without you saying it, to the point where sometimes you won’t even realise you’re not talking aloud.

[forever-rogue]

If you're looking for Bucky requests, may I perhaps request something to do with Dad!Bucky? Like maybe he's surprised on how much his kid (I always see him with a daughter but that's just me) grabs onto his metal hand when they're walking or just gravitates towards it more than his flesh hand and he's always throwing major heart eyes whenever the child does this. 🥺

A/N: Dad!Bucky? Please I’m so heckin’ soft right now - no one touch me 🥺

Pairing: n/a

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: none

BUCKY MASTERLIST

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"Daddy!" Bucky was pulled back into reality as he looked up from the ground. A small flock of pigeons had gathered around him as he fed them some seed. They were cooing and chirping happily at him and in some ways had become steadfast friends over the years. But when he looked up and found his daughter grinning and waving at him, his entire heart melted, "daddy! Come and catch me!"

Sofia displayed a gap-toothed grin,  her dark curls windswept and blue eyes wide and excited. She was his little clone in almost every single way. You'd told him that since the day she was born and, almost as if you had a sixth sense, you'd insisted that she would cling to him like glue. You'd been right. Very right.

He couldn’t help but grin as he watched her running around, attempting to catch some butterflies as Falcon, the beloved family dog, followed closely behind. You’d had him since before she was born and they were thick as thieves.  Quickly pulling out his phone, he made sure to snap a few photos of them to send to you before getting up and chasing after her. He was on solo-father duties today as you had a few things for work you had to attend to that day.

Of all the things in the world Bucky thought he would ever have, a family of his own was never one of them.

But as he ran after his daughter, making quick work of catching up to her little legs, and swooped her up in his arms, a wave of peace and calm washed over him. She squealed in delight as she tried to squirm out of his arms, Falcon barking happily at the two of them.

“I’ve got you, little monster,” he peppered gentle kisses over her face as she giggled and attempted to wrap her small arms around his neck, “so easily defeated, little one. One day you’ll be strong enough to fight me off.”

“I don’t want to, daddy,” she insisted as she snuggled against his chest, “I like when you hold me. Besides, my legs are getting tired.”

A lump welled up in his throat at her little declaration; in some ways he wished that Sofia would stay this young and carefree forever. But in others, he couldn’t wait for her to grow up and reach different milestones that he could help her grow through. He still struggled, here and there, with the idea that he was actually good and hoped in some ways that raising her would give him the chance to prove to the world he could do good. Perhaps it would prove it more to himself than anyone else, but that was beside the point. He just wanted to be a good father, just as he worked to be a good husband.

He already was - the best ever - you had consistently told him such. Nothing you’d ever done that had shown him otherwise. It was something he still found to be a miracle at times.

“That’s what happens when you’re a shrimp,” he laughed softly as he kissed the top of her head, “one day, you’ll be tall and running over me. But that’s a long time from now - want to get ice cream before we go home?”

“Yes,” she grinned and looked at him with wide, ocean blue eyes, “mommy said no ice cream though...she said I had too much when I went to Uncle Sam’s the other day.”

“Mommy isn’t here right now,” he put a finger up to his lips and whispered softly, “it’ll be our little secret, okay?”

“I thought secrets were bad, daddy!”

“Only when they hurt other people,” he slowly set her back down and smoothed out her wild curls, “we don’t keep important secrets to ourselves and we don’t do anything to hurt others, yes?”

“Yes!”

“Exactly - and us getting ice cream doesn’t hurt anyone,” he reminded her as the little girl nodded eagerly, “we’ll make sure to brush your teeth extra well and then we’ll bring some home for mommy too. She can’t be mad then, right?”

“She loves ice cream too,” Sofia insisted as Bucky laughed, “we can all get ice cream! Falcon too!”

“Maybe not Falcon,” Bucky into his jacket pocket and fished out Falcon’s leash before clipping it onto his collar, “he can’t eat the same food as us, baby. But we can stop and get him a special treat too at the pet store. We can do that first, get our ice cream, and walk home. Mommy should be back by then too.”

“Okay daddy,” as soon as he straightened back up, he held out his hand to her, expecting that she’d gravitate towards the warmth and gentleness his normal hand offered her. Instead, she reached for the black and gold vibranium of his left side and clung onto it without reservation. She held onto him as tightly as possible, giving him an expectant look with a happy smile.

In some ways, he shouldn’t have been surprised at all. She’d never, even as a baby or toddler, had shown any fear or hesitation when it came to his vibranium arm. When she was tiny, even smaller than she was now, she didn’t understand the difference. She just knew that daddy has a different arm, but she’s never questioned it or made any sort of situation out of it. Even when people would stare, whether they knew of his past or not, Sofia was never phased. In turn, it gave Bucky the confidence not to care either.

You’d started the process of slowly helping to get him comfortable with being who he was, not hiding from the world, and the small girl had aided as well. These days he was able to go out without fear or worry about how he looked. He wasn’t anyone or anything he was just...Bucky. Bucky the husband, Bucky the father, occasionally Bucky the sidekick to Capitan America. And it felt good. For once in his long life, he was just a normal man.

And frankly, that was all he had ever wanted. What a thought - the man that had been through hell and back, several times, and all he wanted was a quiet and peaceful life. It had been a long time coming, but now that he had it, he didn’t plan on ever letting it go.

“Daddy?” Sofia asked softly as she started walking and noticed he wasn’t coming, “what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he promised softly. Bucky squeezed her hand gently before taking a step forward with her and Falcon quickly matching his stride, “Sofia?”

“Yes?”

“How come you never ask about my arm?” if he didn’t ask, curiosity would kill the cat. Typical Bucky Barnes, he knew you would say, asking a mere child for an explanation of something much more complex than anyone of her age would understand.

“Your arm?” her little brows knitted together as she looked up and gave him a confused look.

“You have to have noticed it’s different,” he shrugged as they walked out of the park, “it’s metal - vibranium - no one else has one like it.”

“That’s okay, daddy,” she stopped and quickly turned his hand over in hers, tracing over the palm gently, “it’s pretty. And it’s okay to be different! Mommy always says that and you do too. It doesn’t matter what anyone looks like, as long as they have good hearts. Right? If you’re kind and nice, nothing else matters!”

“Yes,” he felt himself getting choked up again as she started to race along the sidewalk, attempting to pull him with her. Sage wisdom from a five-year-old, “you’re absolutely right. I love you, little monster.”

“I know! I love you too, daddy,” she grinned, “now hurry up before they run out of all the good ice cream!”

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Headcanon : Attention feat Kazutora Hanemiya

author note :  I was obsessed with this TikTok and couldn’t kick it out my mind, now I’m not sure if it’s actually his Seiyuu who is dubbed it but it sure felt like it. I can’t breath anymore lol. It feels good to be able to write ngl. Enjoy ♡ 

-->If you’re curious you can find the TikTok right here 

Warning : SFW but I can make a NSFW version if you’re asking for it / It’s not Spoiler-free so  if you didn’t catch up with the manga you’ll be spoiled I’m sorry but stay safe ♡ 

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it's kinda short to my apologies I would do better next time

Kazutora Hanemiya 羽宮ハネミヤ一虎カズトラ

I can’t see him dating anyone before the time skip, even if we got proof that he was interested into people (we all see the way he was looking when he was at the beach). But during this time, he was a teenager more over he already a family, people who he cared about. He just didn’t feel the need to add a significant other, he has his family, he had Toman.

Now I’m not saying that he wouldn’t date anyone when he was a teenager but he was so focused on Toman on his family than I can’t believe he got time to date someone, especially since he was busy kicking ass with his friends Baji.

But no matter if you met him during his teenage, after he left the juvenile prison or when he left prison. You’re going to need some patience with him. He has lived a lot of things. He is still a broken man who is this close of loosing his entire mind.

I believe that I first you would be the only one working on this relationship, I mean you would do the whole flirty thing and at first he’ll barley interact with you. It doesn’t mean that he doesn’t feel proud for your compliment and that he isn’t happy that you are interested in him. It just that everytime he felt close to someone, they either die or just left him.

He wasn’t sure if he was mentally, physically, emotionally ready for any kind of relationship

So yeah at first you would be the only to text/call first, you’ll be the only who is taking news might be the only one to think about where to go out together.

Most of the times you would feel insecure, after all he was so handsome maybe he just didn’t care about you ? Maybe you were bothering him ? Maybe he wasn’t interested in you and was just giving you a favor when he was answering back.

You would feel as if he didn’t care all as if your love was unrequited

But don’t worry about it, this situation wouldn’t last as long as you thought it would will.

His walls will finally shattered down and he’ll feel like he can finally be himself with you, showing you his insecurity, providing you all the love his broken heart got.

When this will happen, my my, you signed for the clingiest boyfriend of all time (top 3 at least)

I’m not kidding I just feel it, the boy got a lot of loves and needs to give and receiving (especially receiving).

You know those cliche movie where the boyfriend climb into your house so he could reach your bedroom ? He will do it, especially if he got free times and he felt lonely. Kazutora will just randomly climb into your bedroom and will knock at it with a lovely smile as if everything was normal (for fuck sake use the damn door baby boi).

He loves hugs whether he is the one who is been hugged of if you’re the one, either way he is fine as long as he gets close to you. Your warmth tends to relax him. He might even fall asleep if you’re stroking his hair or his neck (bonus point if you’re tracing the ink mark of his tattoo)

I feel like he loves kissing you too ? Like he just can’t stop kissing you ? He is an addict kisser. Like one day you were visiting him at the petshop dropping him a bento because you wanted to spoil your boyfriend. Even though he claimed to Chifuyu that he wasn’t tired 5min before you were here, suddenly he felt like he needs his 10min break. Guess who finds themselves being pushed against the wall as their boyfriends was kissing them deeply ? You. And he just didn’t kiss you once, no no that would be too simple, he will kiss you again and again one hand holding yours against the wall the other would be either on your cheek or on your neck. Good luck to find your breath after that. Believe me when I say that even when you were about to leave him so you could go back to school or whenever you were expected, Kazutora will take your hands in his to bring you against his chest to steal you a couple of kisses before finally leaving you.

Like I said he is an addict.

I can see him as the type to sometimes grab both of your cheeks with his hand and then kiss you, again and again.

He jus loves being close to you, so when you two are out for a date or just because you got the chance to meet him while you were going home. Kazu won’t hesitate and hold your hand stroking it with his fingers.

Holding hand is a minimum for him to best honestly

If he could he’d rather spend all of his time in your arms humming your smell getting warmth against you. But he can’t, so he is going to appreciate every occasion he got to get you close to him.

Since you’re his significant other Kazutora will be extra protector when it came to you, not afraid of threatening anyone that might be a bother to you.

Also he is jealous, he knows he shouldn’t feel like this especially since you’re always giving so much love and attention. But he can’t help but feel insecure, he knows what he is capable of, he knows his past, he knows what he has done, he is not perfect and certainly does not deserve love coming from such a piece of heaven like you. Yeah there would be time when Kazutora might be sad, feel down, and even though he’ll work on it so you won’t see it (afraid that you might be disappointed and will leave him) but you can tell that he is not feeling well.

Please, hold him tightly, tell him you love him, reminds him of much you cared about him, show him that there is no reason for him to be afraid. He just needs reassurance that you are here for good and that one day he wouldn’t wake up without you by side.

I just feel like he loves sleeping next to you, just the thought of sharing the same bed as him and getting the chance of waking up with you next to him is just his definition of heaven.

I also feel like is a tease, not on Mikey’s level, but I feel like sometimes out of nowhere Kazu will tickle you or whispering you something just to get to see your face turning red and then chuckle.

He is also the type to always give you his sweatshirt/coat, you don’t even need to be cold, if he noticed that you had been looking at his cloth or if you just compliment it boom its around your shoulder. It can be a way to show his possessiveness, like everyone would know that you belong to him who knows ? At least you won’t be cold.

He also the type to lay down on your bed and look at you with a loving smile, whether you were sleeping or not he doesn’t stop him from slightly stroking your cheeks bone, your cheek or even your lips loving the feeling of his hand/finger on your skin. It’s so smooth and soft he just can’t help.

Sometimes especially when he is sleepy, he will whisper things into your ear, kiss your all over your face.

A sucker for worshiping (do it for himself too)

Also he is not afraid to tell you he loves you, he might be not the first one to confess but once he knows that you love him. « I love you y/n » would be the first thing you will hear while waking up also the last thing before sleeping.

I think he might like the thought of you styling his hair even if all you’ve done was putting some cute clips on his hair he likes it and will even let you take picture. He is a sucker for your smile

Buy him jewelry and he will never take them off especially ring or necklace he just loves seeing you marking your territory.

As I stated before he is probably the type to overthinking a lot, like one day if you didn’t give the smile you used to give him, he is 100% you’ll dump him at the end of the day. Sometimes it’s not as bad as that, like you called him by his last name to tease him, he’ll just pout at you and then give you kiss all over your and won’t stop until you called him either by his name or by a nickname. But yes sometimes if you’re acting a little bit too cold to him he’ll think that your relationship is over, and will start to panic no knowing what to do to keep you by his side.

That’s the think with Kazutora he loves you more than he loves himself so he knows as a fact that he will be lost without you (not the only one to be honest but that’s for another headcanon)

So obviously you’ll need to be careful but since you’re still a human keep in mind to check him after if you’ve done something that let him think you guys were over.

Also, I can picture him to sometimes disappear. Like no one know where he is, not even you. He never left for too long (worst case : he leaves for a day), but sometimes he feels like he needs to be alone, like really alone. So he isolated himself for everyone, no one will know where he left, what he has done. But when he came back he always got that peaceful smile, the one where is eyes got nothing but regrets in them.

You feel like he spent his time in front of Baji ans Shinichiro’s grave, cause even years after this incident he couldn’t forgive himself for what he’s done to them. He can’t forgive him. Since he is lucky to be alive, sometimes he needs to see them in order to give him some strength in order to stay alive.

All the time when he is zoning out, you know he is thinking about all the bad things he has done to the people he cares the most, and even though he is working hard to be a better person what was done can’t be undone. Again hold his hand, stroke his hair do whatever you can to help him staying safe and not falling into his old demons.

Protect him at all cost.

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