#NO ONE SPEAK TO ME 💔💔💔🙏🙏

[fatuismooches]

greetings!!! this is the first time i've ever shared my idea to anyone, kind of worry but guess that i have to share it with you because your writings are so good and i love how you execute scenarios and ideas (literally awake all night scrolling through your brainrot 😭😭😭😭)

let me tell you that fragile!reader and dottore is what keeps me awake at night i love them so much, i literally read everything in the tags, the fluff and angst is SOO GOOD NGL.

so, angst/ no comfort (because i love tormenting myself (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆), fragile!reader and terminal lucidity - somebody suddenly became lively and conscious before their deaths. i see that you have written about fragile!reader whose memories are slowly deteriorating or slowly losing their eyesight. imagine one day, everything just come back...normal, the sudden recollection of memories, vision returned miraculously, no pain, no suffering, as if they were back to the days at Akademiya. they became gleeful, happy, full of live, no longer the gloomy, sick-ridden individual.

Dottore, of course, was surprised at this phenomenal, run more tests and check-ups just to be sure that we are actually healthy because there is no way we actually turn healthy after being sick in centuries. the segments however, especially Zandy, didn't think much about the whole ordeal. you are fine!! you can finally walking and running freely without being on life-support. your turn in health manage to turned them into a bunch of joyful, blue-haired maniacs with giddy, happy smiles on their lips.

we are fine for a few weeks, which also make Dottore himself believe that maybe, maybe his efforts have paid off, maybe our health have been stable, and maybe from now on, he could spend the rest of eternity with his beloved.

then we die (this is so mean i'm so sorry 😭😭😭😭😭). how they perish is completely up you but i'd preferably that they die in their sleep, a peaceful death. Dottore and the segments are... well, shocked is an understatement, their whole world have...gone, they'd question themself: how can this happen? you were fine in the past few weeks? In which Dottore blame himself the most, he shouldn't have believed that we were fine, he should have run more test, he should have been more cautious about the whole situation but now he completely felt... helpless, for the first time in millions of years. the only person who went thick and thin, the person that can tolerate him in the Akademiya days and the person that he can tolerate now have passed away.

(the ending is kind if short because idk what else to say since my vocabulary and grammar is rather limited. i hope this would be sufficient 😭😭😭😭😭 also looking forward on how you react to this. for now i'll just cry myself to sleep with this scenario while waiting for your work ❤️🥰)

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It would come out of nowhere, no one expected it, no one believed it in the beginning. After all, over four hundred years of debilitating illness makes it hard for anyone to believe something good finally happened. But it does, when you first wake up you can feel that something is different - you definitely do some test runs in your room, picking up objects that were once too heavy for you, simple actions that no longer left you tired, no more aches or pains, it was marvelous. So obviously with your newfound energy, you sprint out to find anyone, hell even a random agent would do, because you're finally free. (You can already hear the voices of the segments - no running in the lab because of the very obvious dangers.)

Naturally, Dottore is very skeptical of this, yes, he does not trust how his heart beats at the sight of your glowing self putting on a little performance for him to show how healthy you are now, he can't bring himself to. He's witnessed how low you could become from the worst stages of your sickness, so although he's more than happy to see you well, the possibility of you falling back into such a state is very high. However he cannot find anything, and you don't show any visible signs either. Even so, he still watches you very closely. It's a feeling that always nags, one that may always nag him perhaps, the thought of you becoming worse. But he's not going to damper your mood with his thoughts, you should enjoy this.

Dottore and the segments would still scold you for your recklessness but realize that you are no longer sick and frail and they no longer have to fuss over your health. It's a very strange sensation that's hard to break out of since they've been doing it for so long. But it's good! You're happy! You're strong! You're the [Name] that was buried away, come to rise to the surface once more. Let's just say Zandy very much enjoys the piggyback rides. The checkups still persist as a general measure, but they always go smoothly. It seems there's nothing to worry about.

You would want to assume your role of his assistant once again right away - it's something you've been longing for, to be able to be useful to your lover just like how you once were. To live those days of banter and sharing fascinating knowledge and listening to each other's ideas once more. And so you do, Dottore's more than happy to let you, oh how he's missed you by his side so often. He's excited, he's ready to put the past four hundred years behind and move on, his mind already racing with the countless possibilities that have opened up now. Unfortunately, they don't come to fruition.

Perhaps you felt something wasn't right but it was already far too late - on the day of your death you acted like everything was normal, carrying out your new duties, but also with a lot of added affection, visiting each segment and Dottore and kissing them with all your love. They don't think much of it, you're usually affectionate like that. If only they knew that would be the last time they were embraced by you. Little Zandy too - it would be the last time you ever hugged him and listened to you read him a story. He'd be absolutely inconsolable after your death.

With you gone, the spark in his life would be gone. It would be the same routine of his duties and experiments and research, with nothing to ease his tension. Sure, he no longer has to spend lots of time finding a cure or producing medicine, but this wasn't the way he wanted it to happen. It's the same as when you were sleeping, except this time he no longer has the anticipation of you eventually waking up. Or does he?

Resurrection is a forbidden art, but he is Il Dottore, the one who has no problem sinking his hands into what should not be done, and he is Zandik, the one who loves you. If this world wants you gone so badly, then so be it. He will simply reach for your hand and pull you back to him every time, because even if it is lifeless, he will make sure it's warm once again.

[ola987]

Ola: From the Peak of Ambition to an Urgent Need for Your Help Today

Hello dear ones, this is Ola speaking to you from the heart of suffering.

In just a few moments, everything seems so far out of my reach. The world is no longer what it once was; my life has been turned upside down. I once saw myself as a student fighting for her dream, achieving success one after another. But today, after all this, I am left with nothing but memories and broken dreams. 💔

I have lost so much, and now I am back at square one, as if all the effort and hard work I put in over the years has vanished. But still, I cannot lose hope. I am Ola, the ambitious, passionate one who made it to the top. I graduated with distinction and received the top student award at the university. I was first in my college with a GPA of 96.01% " Excellent with 1st. Honor degree", secured a teaching job, and began my master's studies.

My dream filled me with energy; I was eager to achieve more and pursue a Ph.D. program. But today, what can I say?!

Life has been harsh enough, turning everything into darkness. The days have been heavy, and it has been over 471 days since this struggle began, and the wound is still in my heart. Yet, I haven’t lost hope. I still have a dream, my great dream of continuing my studies and achieving my aspirations.

But now, after all I've been through, I need your help more than ever. I ask for nothing but your support, kind words, and a renewed sense of hope. My family and I are living in darkness, and we need your humanity to help us rise again.

My sisters and I can't continue our studies without your help; my family and I need your support to rebuild our lives.

I once had a blog on Tumblr, but it was suddenly deleted, as if all my efforts to raise my voice were in vain. I lost the friends and followers who supported me, and now I am back to square one. And here I am, asking for your help, certain that this world still has people like you who will give me a chance to live again.

I am Ola, in desperate need of your help today.🥺

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[piastappies]

always the same ♡ lando norris x verstappen!reader

time flies by, people around you change, but there’s no doubt that lando is the one for you—or so you think, and so does he.

happy austria win !!

yourname

🎵 sorry for party rocking • lmfao [E]

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yourname isacks parents took me to dinner for passing an exam and made him pay 🩷

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user1 i can only see logan sargeant holding a fish when i hear the song

user2 why is max verstappen’s sister being taken out by isack’s parents for dinner ????

user3 we’re losing the ancient texts…

user2 i seriously wanna know though

user3 smh

user4 theyre friends n i think yourname lives with isack cos of her erasmus!!

kikagomes restaurants and bars hate to see us coming like 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

yourname no fr we gotta go out more 💔

isackhadjar you gotta write your THESIS not your name on a piece of paper for some guy smh

kikagomes damn… he clocked you

yourname those words can’t stop me because i can’t read

user5 i dont believe in that erasmus crap they GOTTA be dating

user6 can’t two people be friends anymore 🫠

user7 i wonder if they ever talked about ad21 considering isacks a hamilton fan

pepemartiofficial barcelona clears paris dawg

isackhadjar why is this child speaking

pepemartiofficial i hope you get promoted to drive rbr soon

isackhadjar ???????? stop threatening me

user8 LMAOOOOOO

user9 god bless yourname for giving us pepeisack

yourname honestly they r like bedbugs…

isackhadjar YOU live in MY house who is more of a bedbug???

yourname hehehe i’m too pretty to be a bedbug | liked by lando ♡

user10 what is HE doing here ??

user3 you guys dont know the lore at all do you??

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yourname • close friends

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kikagomes girl if someone had a screenshot of what you said you’d be gone…

yourname you r laughing but i’d kill myself in a second

yourname i was fourteen n calling him my baby daddy 😭😭😭😭😭

kikagomes BAD DOWN ???

yourname isack cant literally stop laughing n wheezing @ me

yourname you might hear abt me on the news 🔜

pietra.pilao LMFAOO‼️‼️

yourname get your brazilian ass outta here 😭😭😭😭

yourname you’re so much WORSE than me whore

pietra.pilao this is really uncalled for 😣

yourname istg if you hear max or HIM talking about it just kill them for me

pietra.pilao only for you 🩷🩷🩷

pietra.pilao blocking the acc on max’s twt for u

yourname muito obrigada🙏

maxverstappen1 why are you posting pictures of me without permission

yourname this is not a safe space for males

gabyprentice_ u look like u need a hug

yourname ive got tickets to paris with your name on it

yourname bring christian and i’ll call pepe i cant deal with isack

gabyprentice_ OH YOU WERE SERIOUS

maxverstappen1

🎵 i always wanted a brother • lion king

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maxverstappen1 brothers in law since day one dawg 🐶

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user11 oh my god someone put a go pro on yourname i gotta see this

user12 he always can be talking about victoria…

victoriaverstappen he isn’t 😂😂

user13 you are TWENTY SEVEN why are you saying DAWG

user13 someone ban isack hadjar from interacting with him

user14 HE SAW THE LORE DROP TWEET @ user3

user3 OH MY GAWD LOOOOL

lando day one dawg 👊👊

user15 lando definitely knew about this post beforehand 😭😭😭

mickschumacher she’s gonna kill herself

sophiekumpen 😂😂😂😂

user16 SO MESSY WTF

user17 @ isackhadjar check on yourname PLEASE

yourname WHAT THW DFUCK

maxverstappen1 this is not a safe space for males

user18 THE SONG CHOICE JAJAJAJA 😭😭

isackhadjar BAHAHAHAHAHHAHA

yourname washed up driver

yourname bully

yourname george russell was right

yourname ban this guy for life

yourname give hamilton his wdc from 2021 CHEATER

user19 yourname’s crashout wasnt on my bingo this year 😭😭😭

user20 SHE DOESNT FOLLOW HIM ANYMORE LOOOL

lando @ yourname text me back xx

user21 OH MY GOD

user22 so normal about this 🧘🏻‍♀️🧘🏻‍♀️🧘🏻‍♀️

yourname

🎵 starting line • luke hemmings

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yourname crashed out so bad had to reconnect with nature 🩷

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isackhadjar “reconnect with nature” but not “write my thesis”

yourname shut the fuck up omg you went there WITH ME

user23 ultimate best friends

user24 propaganda i’m falling for: isackyn

user25 she’s a real girl

nikola_tsolov wow you met your long lost sister

yourname shut the fuck up omg

yourname big bomboclaat

danielricciardo max asks you to unblock him

user26 she really did block him omg 😭😭😭

user27 annoying older brother lmaoo

pietra.pilao garota linda 🩷🩷 | liked by author ♡

user28 honestly if i was lando i’d wife her up in a SECOND like… shes even friends with your friends ????

user29 they gotta be together n just trolling that theyre not

gabyprentice_ best field trip 😁😁😁

christianmansell i had a tick on my back and had to see a doctor

pepemartiofficial so ??? best field trip EVER!!!!

user30 i love how yourname friends are just red bull juniors and their colleagues 😭😭

user31 this is isack’s doing i swearrrr

yourname they r my kids wdym !!!!!!

unifriend1 how are you so gorg ??? | liked by author ♡

kikagomes went for a hike and didn’t take me…

lando did you reconect enough to text me back?

yourname please stop texting me idk who you are ??

lando yourname be serious

yourname okay 😣😣😣

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lando

🎵 like that (jack’s version) • jack and jack

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lando uncle duty on vacation dawg

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user31 so does his finger slipped when he was choosing the pictures?

user32 he’s too cheeky for it to be an accident

maxfewtrell nice pictures brother

lando thanks brother

user33 oh he’s soo serious

user34 weird theory but this is nawt magui

user35 wdym… why is she even in the debate 😭

user34 people on twt keep saying that they r back together but i’m pretty sure it’s yourname

user36 i think its delusions

user37 landoyn truther

maxverstappen1 dawg… 🐶

lando dawg…! 🐶

user38 just one taste please

user39 whore 🫵🫵🫵

isackhadjar i wonder who that is

user40 magui

isackhadjar sure girl 🩷 | liked by author ♡

yourname you should reconnect with nature a bit

user41 she finally stopped pretending that she doesn’t know him 😭

user42 she wants to have his babies bffr

user42 SHE JUST BLOXKWD ME

lando fancy joining me?

yourname go away | liked by maxverstappen1 ♡

user43 max is like i accept but i don’t support

yourname

🎵 bed chem • sabrina carpenter

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yourname he is MINE so STOP SAYING HES WITH SOMWONE ELSE WTF or i’ll SMOKE your ugly stupid asses

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lando when she’s possessive 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

user44 how is he here so fast ???? i literally have notifs on

user45 imagine being in a obsessed with yourname contest and lando is there before they even open the door

user46 the song choice 😭😭 just release the damn sex tape

user47 someone make another rumour that hes with magui and she’ll do it | liked by author ♡

user48 she’s so messy i love it

pietra.pilao practically sisters in law now 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

yourname WIVES*

lando over my dead body

user49 pr relationship lol

yourname do i gotta post a vid of us doing it raw or something ?

user50 PLEASE DO OMG

maxverstappen1 PLEASE DONT

mclaren please don’t 🧡

oscarpiastri why are people shocked

user51 i love how yourname is like ohhh here’s my boyfriend and then LOOK AT HOW HOT I AM my queen

isackhadjar never going to vacations with you

user52 LMFAO

isackhadjar hotel walls are not that thick nor soundproof

yourname shouldve joined us 🩷

isackhadjar FUCK OFF

user53 sex must be so good like . . . | liked by lando ♡

pepemartiofficial i basically made it happen

[bigmacari]

Hii hiii!

I see you’re taking requests!!

Can I please request something with the Hanks from date everything? They’re one of my favorites and sadly there’s not really much to read yet 💔

fem or Gn reader please (whichever you want to write)

Maybe they get hurt while doing some tricks with the Hanks? nothing major maybe at worst a broken ankle or something? (Specifics don’t matter to me)

And the hanks kinda freak out about it? And reader is like ‘guys chill it’s fine’

Romantic please 🙏 these guys are soo cute!!

I usually don’t request stuff so lmk if I worded anything wrong!! Thank you!!

꧁ ༺ ── ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ── ༻ ꧂

Hank(s) x Injuried Reader

☆ You get injuried and your himbo boyfriends wanna take care of you!

☆Warning(s) Blood and injury.

☆Author Note(s) Horribly short, but this was interesting to write. I've never done so many people in one fic before.

꧁ ༺ ── ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ── ༻ ꧂

All you want to do is hang with your favorite himbos and have a good time. Maybe chase this ‘gnarly’ feeling that the Hanks speaks so highly on. Unfortunately, you're clumsy, and not all that athletic, (which reminded you of the abandoned work out room just up stairs.)

Though, you suppose you can’t all blame it on yourself, it was your first time ‘Hank Gliding’, you just didn’t think it would with you smashing into a wall.

You groan as you sit up, reaching a hand up to your forehead, feeling a massive headache coming on. A few milliseconds later, you feel a drip of something run down your lips and then your chin. It turns out, your nose was bleeding profusely. You wonder if you had broke it, then you wonder how much a hospital trip would be, that alone makes you groan.

Suddenly, you hear a group of foot steps running towards you, pulling you out of your medical bill thoughts. Before you know it, the Hanks were surrounding your hurt form.

“I highkey thought you were gonna go through the wall dude!”

“I told you this was dangerous…”

“Should’ve crashed into me babe!”

“Woah broski! That was a gnarly crash you took!”

“Hold up! I gotcha!”

You feel one of the boys pick you up in his arms, which immediately makes you tense up a bit. You can’t say you're exactly used to being carried around. You look up to see that it was Hank no.5 holding you right now.

The others seemed to circle you. They had worried looks on their faces, and their voices seemed to overlap as they spoke their concerns about the blood running down your chin.

Hank no.2 gently grabs your face, avoiding the blood, of course, and tilts it side to side. “You totally broke your nose man! Yikes…” he exclaimed with a grimace.

You softly swat his hand away, “Guys I’m fine. It’s just a little blood, and I feel like it would hurt more if I broke it.” You move your sleeved arm to try and stop the blood, but unfortunately, making it smear more.

“That's the adrenaline rush talking, babe! C’mon let’s get you patched up.” Hank no.1 announces, signaling the others to go get some supplies.

The next few hours are spent cleaning you up, deciding if you really had to go to the hospital, and getting coddled by the Hanks. No matter how many times you told them that you're okay and they “don't have to worry so much.” they seemed to only worry more.

One or more of the boys were next to you at all times. Either holding your hand or embracing you completely. At some point, you start to feel guilty that your taking up all of their trick time.

“Things like this happen all the time! It’s what we got our sponsor for hun!” Hank no.1 persists.

“Yea, we lowkey don’t mind helping you at all homie, it’s what we’re here for.” Hank no.4 agrees.

“We enjoy loving on you after all.” Hank no. 3 winks, a blush forming on his cheeks.

Guess if you can’t escape it, you might as well let it happen. You have a feeling that the Hanks are gonna have an eye on you for the rest of the day anyway. You suppose you don't mind as long it’s with them.

[avenging-fandoms]

Hit Me - Joel Miller

Summary: requested by anonymous- wowowow your Joel Miller angst is CHEFS KISS!!! if you don’t mind, i would love to request even more angst.. specifically the moment he’s about to die (you know the whole abby situation 💔). when ellie and the reader come to save him, abby realizes how much the reader means to joel and thinks it would hurt joel more to harm the reader than to kill him. pls tell me you get the vision! it ends with the reader surviving, and joel too of course — i am such a sucker for protective joel and i need him YEARNING to save reader from abby 🙏

Content warning: torture, violence, very hard before it gets soft. this is a happy ending, VERY different from the game/show

gif divider credit: @enchanthings-a

a/n: this is entirely different from the story line of TLOU but i yearn for happy ending Joel and Ellie so pls let me live. ps: i just finished writing and im so fuckin proud of this one

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Snow crunches under hooves as you and Ellie ride your horse Ginger and Dina on Japan, hurrying to get back to the burning place you've called home the past 5 years.

"Y/N! Wait!" Ellie grabs your jacket and you halt, seeing what her eyes were trained on. More horse tracks in the snow and you get a sinking feeling in your stomach as your eyes follow the tracks up to a cabin. You glance at Ellie and you two didn't have to speak, you just hit the strap against your girl's neck and she was off with Dina following.

Your stomach was right. Joel and Jesse's horses were outside of the eery seeming cabin and Ellie squeezes your jacket before you both hop off. You swing your rifle around your shoulder, taking off the safety and checking that the chamber was full and nodding to the two girls.

Something wasn't right. The air was too cold, eating the nerves off the tip of your nose and making it impossible to breathe. The three of you step inside quietly and take a breath and hold it when you hear a gunshot. Ellie goes to run, but you hear Joel scream.

You turn to Dina and dig into your bag, pulling out matches and smoke bombs. "Holy shit, where'd you get those?" Ellie whispers.

"I made them. Dina, I want you to wait outside the door. If you hear things start to go very badly, light these fuckers up and throw them in, we'll find you." Her teary eyes stare at you and you hold her face. "You're brave, Dina, you can do it."

You look at Ellie and grip your gun again, finger loose on the trigger as you all walk closer to the girl yelling and Joel yelping and screaming in pain. You and Ellie hide on either side of the door, Dina behind Ellie.

She nods at you and you kick open the door. Jesse lays peacefully on the floor in a pool of blood made the anger spread to your hand and pulling the trigger, hitting two people before you and Ellie are wrestled to the floor. A gun nozzle digs in your skulls and they kick your guns away from you.

"Don't!" Joel yells and a girl with a braid looks at you and Ellie, then to her men.

"Not just yet," she mutters quietly. Your eyes widen and breath quickens when you see Joel's leg that’s pouring blood from a bullet wound in his thigh. "Well, now we have a crowd. And who are you?" Her black boots are inches from your face as she crouches down, brushing a piece of hair out of your eyes and smiling at you. You narrow your eyes and twist your legs, but she grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls your head up.

You hiss as she rips hair from your scalp, making you look at Joel. You grab her ankle but the man puts away his gun and sits on your legs, holding your hands behind your back.

"No, no! Leave her alone!" Joel's voice breaks, trying to scoot towards you but he falls over from the pain of his leg, the both of you laying on the ground. "My sweet girl, I'm so sorry," he cries and you give him a smile, a tear falling down your nose.

The girl looks at Joel with a smirk and her tongue against her molar, turning back to you and gripping your hair tighter as she pulls you higher, face inches from yours. "Did you know your boyfriend murdered a whole hospital?" Her voice shakes and Joel bows his head, his shoulders shaking and locking his eyes with yours again.

"Yes," you choke out, watching Joel get himself up again and he tries to move closer, but the cock of a gun stops him.

"Do you care?" Her voice shakes more and the anger in it fuels, more tears falling down your face as you glance at Ellie then lock your eyes with Joel's.

"No."

The room went silent before she threw your head on the floor, your skull bouncing off the wood. "No!" Abby pushes the guy off of you, forcefully rolling you on your back and straddling your stomach, your lip trembling in fear.

"Were you with him when he shot the doctor?" Her fists ball by her sides and you nod slowly, the girl letting out a breathy sob. "Did you try to stop him?"

You blink at her and a tear falls down your temple. "He was going to kill my girl." Your ear rings as she throws a punch to your right cheek. Left. Right. Left. Your head flops with every hit she lands on your face and you taste metal in your mouth when she splits your lip open.

"Stop! Stop! Hit me, Abby, fucking hit me instead! I shot him, hit me! Kill me!" Joel screams, banging his fists on the floor but Abby just hits harder.

Abby stops her hits and huffs her chest, gritting her teeth when she looks at Joel with her bloody fist held in front of her. "I am killing you, Joel," your head painfully flops to look at him and Joel wails. Your face was covered with so much blood he could barely make out all of the bruising in your face. "I'm making you watch me kill her."

Joel's eyes meet yours again and he reaches his hand out to you and your hand shakily goes to reach his, but Abby's heavy boot slams down on your fingers and you scream in pain, which makes you scream more because of the pain in your face. The man kicks your ribs repeatedly, your lungs quickly losing air.

You feel 3 bounces of something on the floor before the room explodes in a white smoke that made it impossible to see. Abby and the guy get away from you but you can't move. Your ears are ringing and your vision is getting blurry as guns go off around you.

A large thud moves your body as Abby lands right next to you, her eyes wide with a bullet hole between her eyebrows. You don't move, you can't. You don't close your eyes, but stare at her and blink. You take in her features, the wispy hair falling out of her braid and her brown eyes slowly dimming life.

"Y/N? Y/N?" Ellie crawls next to you and hovers her hands over your face, tears rolling down her cheeks and she takes a shaky breath. "We have to go, we have to get her help!"

"Where do we go? Jackson is burning!"

"We fucking find Tommy or something, I don't care, we have to save her," Ellie sobs and Joel grunts and whimpers as Dina helps him to his feet. She rummages through her bag and leans him against the wall, tightly wrapping the wound and he hits his fist against the wall.

He nods at Dina and stands, limping as he walks over to you and kneels on his good leg, brushing your hair out of your face. "You're okay, sweet girl, we've gotta get you home. We're going to help you up, okay?"

Joel, Ellie and Dina help you stand and you're light on your feet, falling over and crashing into Joel. He falls with his back against the wall and he cradles you in his arms, his whole body shaking with sobs into your hair.

"I'm so sorry, baby, I'm so sorry," he cries and Ellie lets more tears fall, wrapping her arms around you and Joel. You flutter your eyes open and faintly put your hand on Ellie's waist before it falls back to your side, consciousness almost gone. "Help me with her, please. I can't carry her on my own," Joel sniffles and Ellie wraps one of your arms over her shoulder, interlocking her fingers with yours and Dina doing the same thing with your other arm.

Joel picks up your feet and they carry you out of the cabin, Joel hopping on his horse and pulling you up and putting you in front of him, arms under yours to lock your hips in place and ankles crossed over yours.

"Jesse.." Joel starts and Dina turns away, heading behind a tree and Ellie look at the man.

"I know. You go and find Tommy, we'll get Jesse. I promise we'll be there soon," Ellie looks past Joel and sees smoke but no flames coming from Jacking. "Looks like it's okay, you can try to take her back home.

Joel looks at Ellie and to Jackson, then back at Ellie. "You'll be right behind me, nothing else, hear me?" He points at her and she nods and checks on Dina, no fussing or fighting when he points at and directs her.

Joel hits the strap against his Beardy and he's off in a flash. You have no energy, the world dimming and the wind pushes you into Joel's chest. He wraps his left arm around your waist to make sure you don't fall off and rubs his thumb on your side, studying the bruises on your face and crying to himself.

Clickers burn all around the wall, houses and buildings burning with scattered gun fire going off inside. The horse stops when Joel tugs and sees his brother standing in the midst of the ending chaos.

"Tommy! Help me!" He screams, getting the attention of a few people who rush to help but Tommy beats them easily. He looks at Joel who moves your hair, showing your beaten and bloody face.

"Jesus Christ, Joel, what the fuck happened?" Tommy carefully cradles you in his arms and Joel hops down, falling to the ground when he forgets about his wound.

Maria, Seth and a few others help Joel up and follow Tommy who rushes you to the closest building that wasn't on fire, the doctor following suit. Joel swipes everything off the table and Tommy holds your head as he lays you down, tears welling in his eyes.

"Fuck, Y/N," Joel cries and Seth lets him go, Joel's head falling on your thighs and holding you as he sobs.

Someone comes bursting in the door shortly after the doctor starts to assess you, informing Tommy and Maria that Ellie and Dina have arrived back with Jesse wrapped up. They leave the room to help and Seth and the other men pat Joel on the back before leaving themselves.

It was just you, Joel, and the doctor. He grabs a bowl of water and a cloth, handing to Joel to clean you off. "She's not going to die, Joel, but she is hurt. Her jaw is fractured and when she wakes we must monitor her, we don't know if her brain was effected in any way."

Joel nods with quiet tears falling as he wrings out the cloth, the doctor apologizing and patting his back before leaving you and Joel alone. His shaky hand ever so softly wipes the blood from your cheeks, watching your chest rise and fall.

"I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I'll spend the rest of my life making this up to you," he sobs, kissing your arm and shoulder, sniffling and wiping under your nose with the cloth.

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"Joel?"

It had been a month since you last opened your eyes, since Joel heard your voice, since Ellie felt your fingers brushing through her hair. Joel beat himself up every night and day, barely leaving one of the new hospital rooms.

Ellie and Dina would force him home for dinner and his bed, and he barely spoke. Because of his actions, the woman he loves was laying in a bed in a coma, no one knowing and no way of telling when she would wake up, if she ever did.

Joel cried himself to sleep, so loud Ellie would have to come in some nights to calm him down and make sure he was catching his breath. Ellie would cry too, sleeping in one of your shirts, begging and screaming into her pillow for you to wake up.

Ellie was with Dina and Tommy helping rebuild some stores and Joel was cleaning up your hospital room, trying to make himself busy so he wouldn't cry looking at you.

Then he heard you.

It was hoarse, it was strained, but it was you. He spins a 180 and rushes to your side, your eyes still closed but calling his name.

"Hey, hey sweet girl," Joel lets out a breathy chuckle, sniffling and holding your almost healed face. "I'm here, I'm right here."

Your eyes peel open and he was smiling you, beaming like the sun you've missed. "Joel," you breathe, weakly smiling and lifting your hand to hold the overgrown, nearly-grey beard below his tired eyes. "I'm okay," you laugh quietly, Joel laughing with you and kissing your forehead.

He sits next to you on the bed and brushes the hair out of your face, rubbing his thumb over your cheek.

"Do you remember what happened?" He asks quietly and your lips fall together in a line. You didn't have to open your mouth, the tears pouring as soon as his sentences stops speaks for you. "It's all my fault. If I didn't shoot the doctor-"

You grab his hand and place it on your chest. "If you didn't do what you did, we wouldn't have our girl," you choke and Joel wipes your tears. "I was there next to you. I did it too, Joel."

He didn't have anything to say, he didn't have an argument. You argued to go in there with him when he begged you to stay in the stairwell and he'd find you after, but you told him you'd fight with him. Joel was overprotective, but at that moment, his words didn't matter and you wanted to help save Ellie.

"I've missed you so much," Joel smiles and falls into your chest, resting his hand on your recovered ribs. You both take in each other, feeling every goosebump on arms and tracing new features.

"Holy shit!" You sit up in the bed and blink a few times before opening your arms. Ellie sits next to you on the bed and falls into your arms with a sob. Your hands hold the back of her head, tucking her face into your neck while you softly stroke her hair. "I'm so glad you're not dead," Ellie pulls away and you laugh and Joel shakes his head.

"I would've missed you guys so much." You look between Joel and Ellie and lay back on the bed, Joel and Ellie squishing in and laying their heads on your shoulders. You grab each of their hands and cross them over your chest, a tear falling down your temple when you kiss the top of Ellie's head, grateful and happy to be alive with your family.

[mide404]

Greetings,

A life lost and dreams destroyed, a smile gone forever, and a joy shattered and torn apart by war. My family has become immobilized, helpless, with no options or means. Here, where war has imposed its burdens on what's left of my family, we are forced to live what we cannot bear to live and endure what we cannot possibly endure. We are living torments harsher than the harshest prison tortures, crying over the thresholds of our far, destroyed home, our paradise that slipped through our fingers, the dearest thing stolen from us by this war.

Here, my little sister describes her suffering living in displacement camps, and this is what Alaa told me during a phone call:

"We have become nothing, without a home, without shelter. I live in a cramped space surrounded by nylon that doesn’t protect you from the summer heat or the winter cold, doesn’t provide privacy. Here, where there’s no privacy at all, you don’t have the basics of life even for an animal, so how can humans live here? Imagine, the details are painful, crushing. There is no space to sit or sleep, no room for rest or deep breath. Life here is impossible by all measures. We are now living the impossible, forced, with no one to look at us with compassion or mercy, no one to support us, as if everyone united to torment and oppress us.

Streets you've never seen, know nothing about, in a place you only knew by name. It's as if the earth isn’t the same earth, nor the sea the same sea, nor even the air the same air. It feels like you can't breathe here, like a fish taken out of water, not dead but the water is far away, struggling with its soul, unable to escape. You walk like a lost person who doesn’t know their destiny in a maze, not knowing its beginning or end, thrown in the middle without a word, no hand extended, no cries heard.

I can't describe what we are living through, even the pictures didn't move anything, as if everyone is in a coma, no one sees, hears, or speaks. Death has become our greatest wish, and daily we pray for God to take us to His side and spare us from the cruelty of His servants. Is there a way out for us? 😔💔 I don’t know."

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[ellastone-olsen]

im desperate for aubrey smut x fem reader 😭🙏 begging you pleaseplaseplasepleaseplease

XOXO ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱

Warnings: NSFW 18+, pet names, lots of kissing, soft Aubrey, thigh riding, fingering

AN: oh how I love this woman…my sweet baby ugh 💔

She kissed you, once, twice, three times. Her hands were on your waist, gently pushing you against the wall. You backed away from her pressure, and when you reached the wall you felt her hand on the back of your head, cushioning the blow. Something was different from the usual Aubrey. There was none of the rush and passion that the older woman usually had. Instead, she seemed to savor every moment, catching every breath and whine you made. She seemed soft and gentle.

She tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and then traced your cheekbones, lightly stroking them. “My sweet little thing,” she sang softly, her brown eyes looking into yours. “I want to savor every moment.” Another kiss and you opened your mouth, letting her do what she wanted. Your legs felt weak and your lack of balance forced her to hold you by your hips.

You whine as she breaks the kiss and her lips shining with your lip gloss and before you can enjoy it she has them pinned to your neck, licking you there gently as your head falls back and hits the wall. She holds you so your thighs are perfectly pressed together, she stands between your legs and you lift one to wrap around her, pulling her closer, feeling her chest against yours. Your hips have begun to buck unconsciously, making Aubrey laugh and help you, rocking you for more pleasure.

"Does that feel good, baby?" she whispers against your ear, her voice dripping with sweetness and adoration. You hum in agreement, loving everything she does. You can physically feel yourself dripping and rolling your hips up, enjoying the moment even more. "Please," you whine and the next moment you're on the plush bed, completely naked and ready for her.

She kisses everywhere she can reach, plays with your breasts, enjoying the softness of your boobs, leaves red wet bites on your flat stomach, kisses your inner thighs while looking into your eyes, making your head spin. And finally pushes two fingers inside, feeling how your soft, swollen from excitement walls envelop her.

"Oh fuck... Aubrey," she purrs in delight and kisses your hips again because you are her sweet little thing and not just an object of lust. Her rhythm is soft and steady, slowly stroking the sensitive spot inside, making you rock instinctively. She moves up your body and gives you another soft kiss, you feel her hair falling on your face and tickling, the smell of her shampoo and perfume enveloping you and all your senses mixing at once. She says breathlessly and tries to speak.

"Good girl. Such a good little thing for me." The woman throws her leg over your hip and presses herself against you, making you feel her own wetness as she spreads it across your skin. "Can you feel it, baby?" she rolls her hips. "You make me like this, and now I need more." You touch your sensitive bud and twitch at the sensation. The knot in your stomach is about to burst and she knows it.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” She licks and moans in your ear. Your whole body is tense as a string and her words push you over the edge. You’re a sore mess, unable to stop riding her fingers during her orgasm and continuing to do so after, until everything inside you is hypersensitive and responsive. She lets you do this until you’re tired and go limp, locking your legs together. “That’s it,” she brushes the hair off her forehead.

"Thank you," you whisper weakly, wrapping your arms around her neck. "5 minute break and then it's your turn."

[youssufs-blog]

My name is Youssef from Gaza, specifically from North Gaza. I am speaking to you from the place of my displacement. My family and I are suffering, as is everyone here, from this crazy and frenzied war. We have lost everything we have. We have lost family, loved ones, businesses, and homes. Nothing is left for us in this genocide. It is a war before which humans will never see, nor will they see. Then I ask you to provide me with a helping hand so that I and my family, consisting of my parents, my mother, my four sons, and my wife, To be able to bear the costs of our lives and provide the most basic necessities of life in light of the high cost of living and the constant need to move from one place to another. I need you to get us out of this genocide.

Today, I am speaking to you with a heartache. Today, I took my four children to be tested for malnutrition, only to discover that they are all suffering from malnutrition. Today, we are experiencing a real, horrible famine. We cannot find food, and I cannot do anything for my children. Will I wait until I see my children harmed? 😭💔 I cannot bear all of this. Please feel my words in your hearts. Help me provide my children with food, clean water, and treatment, because this is very expensive. Everything here is very expensive. The prices are outrageous. If you cannot donate, please share this post with people who can help.

Your support can be the difference between life and death.🙏

Every donation brings us one step closer to safety and a chance to rebuild our lives.💔🙏

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[archiverstappen]

the cat sitter (part 15) ✧ max verstappen

max verstappen x fem! reader

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loosely inspired by the story on how max lost his cat

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author's notes: eden the scammer is back after 2 months guys, so sorry for making you guys wait too long (and giving you guys false hope) 👹 really hope you guys liked this one hehe, i also take additional request for tcs!! (but as you probably know, it's gonna take me 8273 years to finally post it). there are some references from my lando series in this part, so if you're interested you can also check it out 😙 LOVE YOUUUWWW, now i will hibernate for another 5 months 🤸‍♀️

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[yoiisa]

HIHI SOFIEE!! I wanted to make a request for Sakura Haruka X fem!reader (or gn!reader if you prefer) from Wind breaker.

So we all know Sakura is INCREDIBLY shy at anything slightly romantic and it goes without saying then when he enters a romantic relationship he'd be SO damn nervous and it'd take like a long ass time for him to initiate anything 💔 His s/o would probably be taking most of the first steps in their relationship.

So how about a reader who likes to tease Sakura and is pretty confident when initiating stuff but on the rare few times Sakura's the one initiating anything, they get SOO flustered its exactly like Sakura😋 And although they LOVE when Sakura's taking the lead they're too shy to say anything. The first time Sakura kisses them before they do, they almost faint from too much blood rushing to their head 💔

I will follow u home and order food for u if u write this 🙏🙏 Thank you for reading 😝

mwahaha i love writing chaotic reader fics more than anything, it's so much fun when they have actual personalities ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

➜ the idea that sakura haruka had a crush on you was first brought up to you by suo, who lives for the drama ➜ as a result of this newfound information, you take notice of sakura's behavior around you more frequently and see that suo was in fact telling the truth ➜ sakura blushes more easily around you, he always tries to keep distance between you two but still sends glances your way constantly, and his soft smiles are mostly reserved primarily for you ➜ sakura does have a crush on you ➜ what transpires is the romantic cat and mouse game of the century. after all, you also live for the drama ➜ due to his romantic sensor, sakura realizes that you know his feelings very quickly, since you start flirting with him a lot ➜ you play with his hair, you stare intently into his eyes whenever he talks to you, you purposefully brush your fingers against his whenever you get a chance to ➜ he can't stand. although he knows in the back of his mind that you're not the kinda person to do this, he can't help but feel like all your flirtations are just a way to mess with him, and you're not being serious. trauma! am i right? ➜ so to get even, he starts trying to be more bold around you ➜ he brings you small presents- trinkets he thinks you might like- and he stops trying to distant himself from you all the time. he speaks more freely to you, and brings you food a lot more now ➜ when you start acting like him, his fears of you being disingenuous are quelled, and he realizes that you do like him a lot actually ➜ it still takes some work on both of your parts to get together, but by the time it happens, suo's thirst for drama is quelled ➜ and sakura couldn't be happier to have you on his arm, even if he's a blushing mess through a lot of it

The last time you spoke to Sakura was a few days ago. He did something that spooked you so bad that you were constantly on edge. You couldn't fathom even leaving your bedroom, you were so embarrassed, but your mom still forced you out of the house every day for school. What was it that Sakura did? Tried to hold your hand. (Oh the horror!) His hand was so gentle and warm! Your felt the tiny calluses against your skin, and his fingers squeezed your skin as he closed his fingers around your hand. "W-w-what are you doing?!" you asked, your voice high pitched and squeaky. "What was that?!" Sakura blinked at you, his face going pale as you ripped your hand out of his. Suddenly, it became bright red and he shouts, "Well I . . . I- I don't know! You've been brushing your hand against mine all the time and playing with my fingers! I thought . . . I figured I'd just hold it! It's obvious you wanted me to!" You're affronted. "No I did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Go away Sakura!" and you ran all the way back home. Now, you were running your hand through your hair as you walked to school, mulling over how to face Sakura after that fiasco. Should you apologize? He was right after all, you were always playing with his hands, and his hair and- You get snapped out of your thoughts as someone gets shoved in front of you. You stare down at the boy, before he straightens up and your brain shortcircuits. Sakura. "Hurry up and talk to her, we have work to do." You peer around the corner and see Kaji standing there, his hands in his pockets and his headphones around his neck, watching the two of you with an intense annoyance. Behind the white haired boy is Nirei with an exhasperated smile on his face and his hands up, and Suo with a shit eating smirk. That pirate bastard, he started all of this in the first pla- "Look," Sakura starts. You divert your attention back to him, and your heart speeds as you see how cute he looks. His cheeks are pink and his pupils dilated. In his amber eye, the glow is particularly noticeable and your heart squeezes inside your chest. He takes a deep breath and rubs the back of his neck. "You and I like each other. And don't even try to deny it because Suo already told me everything!" That fucking- You gasp softly as Sakura takes you hand in his. Warm, soft . . . He stares deep into your eyes and says deeply, "So . . . can we just cute the bullshit," his voice becomes deeper and quieter, so you have to lean in to hear him, "and date?" He's so boyish right now, the charm sending your brain reeling and butterflies fluttering in your stomach. After a few moments of silence, you manage, "Y-yeah. Let's just date." When he meets your eyes, you smile and say quietly, "Sorry for teasing you so much." He sighs and shakes his head, "It's fine . . . don't worry about-" "Alright enough. Let's go," Kaji says, grabbing Sakura by the back of his collar and dragging him away with the rest of the furin boys. You can hear Sakura yowling like a cat at how Kaji ruined the moment, and it's so adorable you can't help but giggle. That's your man now, after all.

A/N: Sakura definitely gets the worst cuteness aggression in the world. My pretty little baby!

[love-belle]

good riddance !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their post break-up era is them pretending that they weren't each other's everything.

or

for when you're too hurt to regret anything. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

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author's note - hello!!! i hope u like this one!!! thank u so much for reading, i love you <3 just a note, that i will probably not be posting next week bc i have exams but i will be active here so ! if u message me, i'll probably reply, i hope so anyways lol <3

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cat stealer ❌ : max

kelly's bf 👎 : what

cat stealer ❌ : is kelly with u

kelly's bf 👎 : she's out with p

kelly's bf 👎 : what happened

cat stealer ❌ : just wanted to talk to her

cat stealer ❌ : it's okay, just tell her to give me a call whenever she's back :) tell sweet p i love her and i miss her sm

kelly's bf 👎 : will do

seen 1m ago

kelly's bf 👎 : hey you okay?

kelly's bf 👎 : i saw what daniel posted

kelly's bf 👎 : it's a shit move just saying

kelly's bf 👎 : he's stupid

cat stealer ❌ : yeah idc lol

cat stealer ❌ : "good riddance" ok boy u literally begged me to make it work

cat stealer ❌ : i'm sorry ik he's ur best friend

kelly's bf 👎 : yeah but so are you

cat stealer ❌ : WOAHHH PAUSE

cat stealer ❌ : max being nice for a change?????

cat stealer ❌ : history was made

kelly's bf 👎 : don't make me take it back

kelly's bf 👎 : but yeah

kelly's bf 👎 : don't pay any attention to him, yeah? i'm sure kelly will have a few choice words for him at the next race, along with me. and p probably, she loves her aunt y/n

kelly's bf 👎 : speaking of that, you're coming to the next race right?

cat stealer ❌ : i love u all :// thank u

cat stealer ❌ : and no, i don't think it's a good idea

kelly's bf 👎 : are you sure? you can stay inside the whole time, he won't even see you

cat stealer ❌ : i'll think abt it, im just very overwhelmed rn that's all

kelly's bf 👎 : that's very understandable tbh

cat stealer ❌ : max

kelly's bf 👎 : y/n

cat stealer ❌ : can i ask u something

kelly's bf 👎 : if this is about letting you and kelly give me a makeover, it's no

cat stealer ❌ : we'll convince u someday but that's not what i wanted to ask

kelly's bf 👎 : what is it?

cat stealer ❌ : do u think daniel ever loved me

cat stealer ❌ : like at all???

kelly's bf 👎 : y/n

kelly's bf 👎 : of course he did

kelly's bf 👎 : you were his everything

cat stealer ❌ : then why was it so easy for him to walk out and then say "good riddance"

cat stealer ❌ : he took the easy way out

kelly's bf 👎 : he's a stupid asshole that's all

kelly's bf 👎 : but he truly did love you, he still does. i know i complained a lot, but with the way he spoke of you, like you were truly his everything. it was such a happy site, seeing my two best friends in love

cat stealer ❌ : u called me best friend twice omg

cat stealer ❌ : that's a record

kelly's bf 👎 : shut up

kelly's bf 👎 : my point is

cat stealer ❌ : i need to post something so W

cat stealer ❌ : brb

cat stealer ❌ : kelly's calling me

kelly's bf 👎 : so i was just a placeholder till my girlfriend arrived?

cat stealer ❌ : aw look at u using ur brain

kelly's bf 👎 : this is why daniel broke up with you

cat stealer ❌ : TOO SOON

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Hello! Can you do possessive yandere Dazai and Chuuya ( separate) I think l'm your first request but anyways thank you for responding to me.😌

Hellohello!! Yes ofc ><

Author note; for some reason, I didn't get a notification for your request 💔💔 that being said, I'm so sorry if you waited long after sending this 🙏🙏

Warnings; mention of manipulation, torture, yandere themed stuff in general

Reader; gender neutral

Yandere!Chuuya & Dazai hc's

I feel like Osamus main trait as a yandere would be that he allows you to keep the illusion of freedom you created for yourself, even if you truly know it's not real.

He'd make sure to keep you close, dragging you into all of his mess, making you responsible for truly awful things. He tries to tell himself that he has some deep purpose to his actions, but the truth is, it's all his selfishness wishing to keep you by his side. So, at the end of the day, he believes that the least he can do is let you pretend like you still can go back. Although you're way too deep into the mess he made to return.

His love is deep, possessive and passionate. He values the connections he has made along the way and how they make him feel, yours especially. And while there are many things that make him avoid vulnerability; Maybe it's his disgust for pity, maybe the survival instinct he developed back in port mafia, Dazai longs for the feeling of understanding, which you seem to provide, even if you feel like you can't get him fully. That's when he realises he must keep you close at all costs.

He won't hesitate to control your friends, nor you, doesn't matter if it's mentally or physically. He prefers to hurt you mentally than anything, but if it's more effective he will switch to the physical pain. He also uses it when you mess up a bit too badly, since it's the easiest, most effective way to put you back in your place. He prefers to keep you alive though, so that you'll provide him the connection he desires. Corpses can't really do that, can they.

Speaking of controlling, I believe that his favourite way of keeping an eye on you is breaking you. He'd find one of your friends to turn back at you, just to be the one to wipe away your tears. If he sees you talking to someone else a little too long instead of paying attention to him, there's a high chance they'd disappear the next day, so that he can comfort you with his silly jokes. What's better for a relationship than a cute bonding moment after all?

Unlike Dazai, Chuuya is one who draws the line at hurting you physically. While he may not seem like it, he's extremely strong. Even without his ability he can do a lot of damage to a man. And while he can use his strength to remind you that, he can't imagine raising a hand at you. In his eyes, you're precious, pure, and he cannot allow anyone nor himself to leave a flaw on that.

Speaking of that, he's rather controlling, especially when it comes to who you hang out with, and it's not rare for him to isolate you from your friends or even hurt them behind your back if he decides they're a bit off. Not only possessive, but also overprotective much. He's lost a lot of people in his life, and he refuses to lose you as well.

Although, while controlling behind his back, on the front he's a true gentleman. Yes, he'll carry you around, open doors for you and bring you flowers without occasion. He also remembers everything about you, from anniversaries you find important, to things like your favourite colour or if you look better in silver or gold, even to the smallest stuff like the exact temperature you prefer the water to have while bathing. The truth is, he knows a lot about you. Though it's not like you have to know that much.

That being said, Chuuya always has time for you. Always, no matter what day nor time. You could call with the smallest of things in the middle of the night and he'd drop everything he's doing right away, just so he can assist.

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Butcher Shop Connection

FT: Simon x gn!reader

Warnings: DV, abuse, please let me know if anything else should be here!🙏

SUM: When your terrified voice reaches Simon in the dead of night, it shatters the fragile calm he’s barely been holding onto. The chilling sounds of Tom’s violence echo through the phone before the line goes dead, plunging Simon into a storm of panic and rage.

At the hospital, the sight of your battered body tests the limits of Simon’s resolve. Wracked with guilt and helplessness, he sits vigil by your side, promising to be your anchor through the long journey ahead. With every breath you take, Simon clings to hope, vowing that no shadow, no monster, will ever dim your light again.

A/N: Here's your daily does of emotional whirlwind —writing Simon’s frantic desperation was both exhilarating and painful. The tension, urgency, and heartbreak culminate in the ICU, where hope begins to bloom amid the wreckage. Simon’s love and determination shine as a reminder that even in the darkest of nights, there’s always a glimmer of light. 🌌💔

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 9 Part 10

Part 8 - The Longest Night

A few more days bleed into restless nights, the heavy silence of the Manchester sky pressing down on Simon like a weight he couldn’t shake. Time moves like molasses, each second dragging him deeper into the dread of not knowing how you were, or if you were even still safe. But that night, everything changes in an instant. His troubled sleep is torn apart by the shrill ring of the phone, cutting through the air like a blade. His eyes snap open, and before he can even comprehend the sound, his hand is already reaching for the receiver. 

The voice on the other end, fragile and trembling with fear, nearly paralyzes him. "Simon?" 

It's you. And in that one word, in the sheer terror that laces it, Simon’s world tilts, and all the anger and hurt he’s kept buried for so long rises to the surface, hot and violent. 

"What's wrong, love?" His voice is rough, half-awake, but the panic is unmistakable. He struggles to ground himself, to make sense of what he’s hearing. "What happened? What did he do?"

Your voice breaks as you speak, barely above a whisper, but it’s enough to rattle him to his core. "He’s going to kill me this time, I know it."

Simon’s blood runs cold. Every nerve in his body goes taut, and his heart pounds in his chest as the words hang in the air between you both. The rawness of your fear is something he’s never encountered before, and it pierces through him like a dagger. He can hear the crashing of objects in the background, the sounds of a struggle. Then, Tom’s voice—mocking, casual, as if your life is some game to him. 

“Sorry, but they’re a little busy at the moment,” Tom sneers, his words dripping with malice. 

Then, the line goes dead.

The silence that follows is deafening, a hollow emptiness that fills Simon’s chest with a freezing panic. His throat tightens, his stomach churns. In that moment, it’s as if time itself stands still, and Simon’s worst fear becomes a brutal reality. You’re in the hands of a monster. His mind races, each thought sharp, desperate, as the fear of losing you claws its way through him.

His fingers tremble as they dial the police, his voice a mixture of urgency and barely-contained rage as he relays the details. He pleads with them to hurry, to get to your house—now. But the suffocating weight of the night drags everything down, the darkness amplifying the terror of the unknown. There’s nothing he can do until they arrive, but he can’t sit idle. Not when your life is on the line. Not when every instinct in his body screams that he needs to act.

Without hesitation, he slams the phone down and rushes toward the truck. The engine roars to life beneath him, the sound a furious symphony against the quiet of the night. He slams his foot down on the pedal, sending the truck screeching forward. His hands grip the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turn white, but he doesn’t feel the pain. All he can think of is getting to you, getting to you now.

The road ahead is a blur, the lights from streetlamps slicing through the night like stabs of light in a sea of dark. His mind races with memories of you—your laughter, the way your eyes lit up when you smiled, the warmth of your hand in his. Every moment he’s spent with you flashes before his eyes like a reel of precious memories, and for a split second, he lets that tiny flicker of hope ignite inside him. Maybe, just maybe, he can make it in time. 

But as the miles stretch on, that hope feels like it’s slipping through his fingers. The darkened streets pass in a haze, each second a heartbeat that echoes louder and louder in his ears. His foot presses harder on the gas pedal, his breath coming in shallow bursts. He’s already pushing the truck to its limits, but it doesn’t feel fast enough. There’s no time for caution now. Only the desperate need to reach you.

When Simon finally arrives at your house, the scene is chaotic. Police cars line the street, their flashing lights a disorienting mix of red and blue that slices through the night. Officers swarm around, their voices rising and falling in a cacophony of urgent conversations, punctuated by the crackling radio transmissions and the sharp clack of boots on asphalt. The air smells of tension and fear. Simon’s stomach twists, each step he takes toward the house heavier than the last, his body moving on autopilot as his mind tries to process what could have just happened. He pushes through the crowd of officers, each one a physical barrier, until a voice rises above the rest.

“With those injuries, it’s a miracle they still had any blood left in their body.”

Simon’s breath hitches in his throat. A cold, brutal wave of dread crashes over him, freezing him in place. The words echo in his mind, each one a jagged shard that digs deeper and deeper into his chest. He can’t think, can’t breathe—his body is moving on instinct now, his legs carrying him faster as he fights through the crowd, his pulse roaring in his ears.

“Where are they? What happened?” he demands, his voice hoarse and desperate, barely recognizing the rawness in it.

The officer he approaches looks at him, and for the first time, Simon sees the weight of the world in someone else's eyes. The fatigue is etched into the lines of the officer’s face—someone who’s seen too much, someone who’s witnessed the worst of what humanity can do. He opens his mouth to answer, but his words land with the kind of heaviness Simon wasn’t prepared for.

“Looks like it was a bad scene. The victim’s been taken to the local hospital. They’ll do everything they can.”

The officer’s words are a blur, but Simon barely hears them. His mind is already miles ahead, racing toward the one place where he might find you—the hospital. Without another word, Simon turns, his breath ragged, his heart beating in overdrive as he sprints back to his truck. Every muscle in his body is screaming at him to move faster, but the agonizing truth sits like a weight on his chest: he’s already too late to prevent whatever horrors have already been inflicted.

The engine of the truck roars to life beneath him, and Simon doesn’t hesitate, his foot pressing firmly against the gas pedal. The truck surges forward, the tires squealing against the pavement as he drives faster than he ever has, weaving through the streets with the sole thought of getting to you.

When he pulls up to the hospital, the sterile smell of antiseptic and bleach hits him like a slap. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, too bright, too harsh against the darkness of the night that still clings to him. His hands shake as he pushes the door open, the noise too loud, too intrusive. He feels disconnected from everything, as though he’s walking through a dream—a nightmare he can’t escape. He’s gripped by the overwhelming pull of anxiety, guilt, and helplessness, and his heart is a wild, uncontrollable drumbeat in his chest.

A nurse sees him and gestures for him to follow. Her professionalism is almost a cruel contrast to the mess of emotions churning inside him, but he clings to it, letting it guide him through the sterile corridors. She leads him to the ICU, where the air is thick with sorrow. And then, there you are.

You lie in the bed, a quiet warrior in a battlefield of bandages. Simon’s stomach twists violently, and for a moment, he can’t breathe. His knees feel weak as he steps closer, the sight of you a punch to the gut. Your skin is marred with bruises and cuts, black and blue hues staining you like a map of countless battles fought in silence. He sees the way your body is wrapped in white gauze, each bandage a whisper of the suffering you’ve endured, each stitch a testament to the hell you’ve lived through. The enormity of it presses down on him, each breath he takes a struggle as if the air itself has been robbed of its warmth.

"Will… will they be okay?" he finally manages, his voice barely a whisper, trembling with the raw emotion he’s been holding back.

The nurse’s face softens, but her answer is cautious, laced with the knowledge of what recovery truly means. "They’re stable for now, but it’s going to be a long road. It’s going to take time."

Simon nods, his heart cracking a little more, the weight of her words settling deep inside him. Time. He wants to scream, to demand that it hurry, but he doesn’t. He just watches, helpless, as you lie there—your life hanging in the balance, the toll of your suffering written across your face.

He pulls a chair up to your bedside, his hands trembling as he reaches out to grasp yours. His fingers wrap around yours gently, but it feels like you’re a thousand miles away. Your hand is cold, too cold, lifeless in his. His throat tightens as tears threaten to spill, but he holds them back. He promised you he would protect you, and here he is—unable to protect you from the man who’s broken you.

“Stay with me, love,” Simon murmurs, his voice cracking with emotion, a raw promise slipping from his lips. “I promise I’ll take care of you. Every day after this, every moment.”

He watches the faint rise and fall of your chest, the steady rhythm of your breathing a bittersweet comfort. The night drifts on, time stretching endlessly as he sits by your side, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts—thoughts of you, thoughts of Tom, thoughts of the life you should have had. He remembers the cruelty he faced at the hands of his own father, how those scars shaped him into the man he is today—a protector. And now, watching you fight for your life, he realizes that he is fighting, too. Fighting for you in every way he can.

He thinks of his mother, who used to say, when the nights turned cold and the shadows loomed too large, "Love’s light will always pierce the darkest nights."

And Simon clings to that light. He knows it’s what will guide him through the darkest moments ahead, and it starts right here—staying, waiting, and hoping.

Until the moment you wake, he’ll be here. Fighting for you, for your healing, for the chance to give you everything you deserve.

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Walking in the wind. Arthur Leclerc.

Pairing: Arthur Leclerc x girlfriend!reader

Genre: angst

Type: smau, irl

Summary: When Arthur's girlfriend follows her dream and goes to college in New York, making Arthur and her have to deal with the distance.

Word Count: 1.285+

Face claim: Sabrina Carpenter & girls from pinterest, as usual, lmao :)

Disclaimer/s: not really any, just angst and i guess seperation anxiety/the fear of growing apart (?) also wanted to mention that my french is not perfect, so please don't come at me if i make any mistakes <333

A/N: wooooo, kinda trying something new with this, hope u enjoy!! <333

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Arthur and you stand in the airport opposite of each other, tears glistening in both of your, but also his eyes. You both know.

You didn't want to believe it, but you knew that due to his busy schedule and you being in New York, you wouldn't be seeing each ither for a long time.

"So..." he finally speaks up, his voice gentle and unsteady. He doesn't meet your eyes, instead directing his gaze to the airport floor. "I guess this is goodbye?" He then questions, his voice barely over a whisper, afraid of the answer.

You almost immediately shake your head, protesting, "Don't say that. It's not goodbye. It's just a... see you later."

He opens his mouth to speak but you gently shush him, instead adding, "It's just for two years. After that, I'll be back here in Monaco with you. In our apartment, as if i was never away," a tear rolls down your cheek but you smile, knowing that you have to be strong now.

He slowly nods, his eyes flickering to the terminal that shows the flight times and then to your luggage that is standing next to you.

He tries to smile at your words, knowing that you'll wait for each other, but the smile doesn't reach his eyes, seeming rather sad. His voice is barely over a whisper when he speaks up again. "You'll miss your flight.."

Your try to hum, your heart breaking into a million pieces at the sight of Arthur, the person you love the most, in tears, his eyes sad and his whole deameanor seemingly down.

Despite the amount of noise at the rather busy airport, the world around the two of you seems to fade, leaving only him and you, both with heavy hearts.

He knew you had to leave, you both did.

He takes a deep breath, taking a step forward and tightly wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into a tight, kind of desperate embrace.

You simply stayed like that for a moment, his face staying buried in the crook of your neck as he gently rubs your back, trying to comfort you.

He pulls back just enough to cradle your face in his hands, his palms warm against your skin.

"Don't forget me, yeah?" He speaks up, a small smile tugging at his lips, an attempt to cheer you up. "And you better come back to me as soon as you're done with your studies."

"I will," you speak up, a small, soft giggle leaving your lips ad you finally meet his eyes. "I wouldn't dare of forgetting you. I'll text you every day. And we'll call each other."

"Promise?" He asks, a soft smile appearing on his lips as he gently held your chin in his hand, his thumb gently stroking your skin.

"Pinky promise." You grin, holding up your pink finger as he mirrors your action, locking his pinky with yours.

A sense of relief washed over him at your promise, his shoulders visibly less tense now, the firm yet soft expression on his face softening even more. "Bien.."

[translation: good]

He slowly leans down, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tender kiss.

The kiss was so bittersweet; the feeling of his soft lips on yours so familiar, despite this being the last time you two would have a moment like this for a while.

Arthur was kissing you like he was afraid that the moment his lips left yours, you would dissapear. He was holding you tight against his chest, as if afraid that he would never touch you again.

The kiss wasn't hurried at all. It was slow, chaste, tender and gentle. It was a goodbye kiss, a "i'll miss you" kiss, a "please don't forget about me" kiss.

The moment your lips eventually parted, Arthur rested his forehead against yours, his eyes remaining closed, as if he wasn't quite ready to look at you yet.

You just wanted to stay in this moment as long as possible.

He let out a sigh, reluctantly opening his eyes to meet, taking a step back, his hands now holding yours.

"I really gotta go now," you quietly spoke, knowing there was no way around this.

He nods, finally letting go of your hands and looking at you one more time. "Be safe. I'll wait for you." He said, his voice soft, yet sure.

With that, you smile, turning around and finally dissapearing into the criwd to go board your flight.

Arthur stays where he is, waiting until he can't see you anymore.

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silly me to fall in love with you , CHRIS S.

summary: love is a scary, annoying thing // you're chris's first love, and he can't believe he's gotten so lucky.

pairing: chris sturniolo × fem!reader

warnings/topics: probably a little vulgar language, mainly fluff, pet names, etc.

a/n: this is probably really bad, so bear w me😖🙏 also this is super short so....💔💔💔

wc: 1.7k

"i've been loved before, but right now in this moment..

...i feel more and more like i was made for you."

the breeze was gentle, the fire in front of you masking the slight cold that passed by. chris's blue fresh love hoodie fitting a size bigger than your own.

chris couldn't help stare from behind you, a smile plastered on his face that he felt would never leave. he still can't believe that you're actually real.

if his past self saw him now, younger chris would definitely try to convince himself that he didn't want to want you.

a deep blush crept onto his face as he continued his walk back from the cabin, arms filled with a box of graham crackers, a bag of marshmallows, and some skewers.

he caught a glimpse of your soft smile as he moved to set the things down on the small metal table beside your two bodies.

"hey," you whispered as if you spoke any louder you would disturb the peaceful environment.

chris turned his body from facing the table to facing you, his neon orange shirt capturing your attention before his own gaze brought you back.

the smile from earlier was still there, and now he was sure it would never go away. he still couldn't believe that any of this was real life.

"hi." he muttered, his voice sweet and matching the volume of your own.

your hands cupped his face gently, scooting closer on the bench to lean down and peck his soft, pink lips.

his hands found their way to your waist, head going to rest on your shoulder as he hugged your body closer to his.

he wanted to stay in this moment forever, just the two of you out in the forest, alone and safe from any harmful comments on the internet or even in real life.

this was everything he wanted right now in this moment.

he dreamed of this moment, and he wasn't afraid to admit it. there were other things he dreamed of, too, but those could stay in his mind a little longer.

as his head came back up to face you, you finally noticed the dark spots under his eyes, "chris, have you been sleeping?"

the brunette shrugged, a dopey smile on his face, "i mean i haven't slept since sunday, but it's alright. i was calling you, and you know i love the sound of your voice."

a small frown washed over your face as you tilted your head, thumb caressing chris's cheeks affectionately.

"you need sleep, chris." you said, guilt clearly shown in your gaze.

he bit down on his lip, his hand moving to rest on yours that was on his cheek, "hey, don't give me that look, baby,"

"my sleepless nights are better with you than those nights could ever be alone." a small smile played on your face at his comment.

your lips found his again, this time entwining in a more passionate and loving way. you were convinced he would do anything for you.

"i love you." you whispered against his lips, and chris just sighed as he kissed you again.

you wouldn't call him out on it. he'd always tell you he has commitment issues, and that if you didn't want to be with him anymore, it would be fine.

chris pulled away first, eyes finding yours again as he ran his thumb over your thigh lovingly.

his lips parted to speak, but you quickly cut him off, "it's okay. you don't have to say sorry chris, it's alright. don't say anything until you're ready,"

"i'll wait for you. always." chris squeezed your thigh gently as his smile came back.

he nodded subtly, blue eyes staying on yours as he took in your presence.

chris knew you were the one. you had to be, or else all this time you two spent building this—whatever it was—would've been for nothing.

"thank you, y/n." his face flushed just at the sound of your name, and your smile widened.

you just hummed, eyes trailing away from his own as he went to hide in the crook of your neck again.

you sat cross-legged on your brother's bed, attention focused solely on the view of the neighborhood outside his window.

nolan sat on his gaming chair, legs resting on the edge of the mattress as his eyes flicked between you and the black sheets.

"you wanna talk?" you laughed at his unexpected question, causing his own laughter to fall from his lips.

after a few moments of soft laughs, you both settled down and set your gaze on one another. his question was genuine, so you answered.

you gave him a small nod before your lips parted, crossing your arms over your chest, "i haven't slept in a week or two,"

nolan hummed, encouraging you to continue. you knew he wouldn't ever spill your secrets, they would always stay behind his closed door.

a look of concern flashed over his face for just a moment before it faded to a more subtle look, knowing that you hated when people tried to push on the topic.

"and there's so many possible reasons why, i just don't know which one it is, nol." you sighed, head falling back against his headboard.

he fixed his position in the chair, sitting up straight, "well, list them."

you bit down on your lip, fingers picking at the small hairs on your arm, "work, homework, stress. love."

as soon as the word rolled off your tongue, nolan spoke, "ding, ding, ding! it's definitely love."

your eyebrow raised as you looked at him from across the bed, "and how do you know that?"

he huffed in an exaggerated manner, and you just rolled your eyes and laughed at his actions, "how do you not know that?"

"come on, you've been talking about chris for so fucking long, y/n." he says, crossing his legs over one another on the mattress.

he was right, you couldn't keep your mouth shut about the boy. but who could blame you? he was the best guy in the world, always giving you little gifts and sending you loving texts.

chris was sweet, his personality being one of his best qualities.

"i think i might have fallen in love...

...what am i to do?"

nick was leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed as he listened to his brothers question.

he shrugged "show the girl that you're in love with her."

chris groaned, stomping his feet on the hardwood floor like a child as he threw his head back, "you're not helping."

nick rolled his eyes, sighing before he spoke again, "chris, love is more than just a thing you say. love is friendship, family... fuck, even hate is a form of love, or at least an imitation of it."

"you don't have to tell her that you love her until you're ready, chris. but in the meantime, you could at least show her." nick explained, "open doors for her, give her compliments. do things with her that she enjoys, try to learn stuff you know she fucks with."

chris chuckled at his brothers use of words, moving to sit atop of the counter as his legs dangled off the edge.

"she likes to paint.." the brunette muttered, and nick snapped.

chris's head instantly went up to look at his older brother, "then take her to art lessons, make it a routine that you go together each week."

the sound of footsteps caught both brothers attention, heads turning in the direction of the noise. matt stepped from down the hall, stopping as he saw his brothers.

"what's this? what, are you doing some intervention?" matt asked, confusion clear on his face as he stood at the other end of the island.

chris laughed, looking over at nick who just cracked a smile.

"chris is having a small emotional crisis, and he's come to me for help." nick says, and matt takes a seat.

"is it because of y/n? kid, anyone that has seen the way she looks at you would say the same thing i'm about to say," matt laughs, "she's head over heels for you, and you're the exact same for her."

chris huffed, running a hand through his messy hair as his thoughts traveled elsewhere. he would definitely need a haircut soon.

"that's exactly what i have been saying, matt!" nick exclaims, "thank you."

matt nods, a smirk on his face as he stretches his arms above his head.

chris jumps off the counter, going to take a seat opposite of his older brother on the island.

"it may seem simple for you guys since you've never been in a relationship, but it's really not. you guys don't get it." chris whined, dragging his hands down his face.

matt and nick share a look before the younger speaks, "then go to someone who does."

nick hums in agreement, "yeah. maybe go to the person you're having these feelings for. she's had partners before, she's had experience with those feelings."

matt puts up a finger just as chris opens his mouth to speak, and chris groans as he continues to listen to the boy beside him.

"she'll listen to you, chris. you always tell us how understanding and caring she is of your emotions, i think she's the perfect person to go to." nick says softly, moving from his spot against the counter and walking behind chris.

the older boy puts a hand on his brothers shoulder, rubbing it in an effort to comfort chris.

chris just stays silent, mind swarming with all of his thoughts and the ones that his brothers just shared.

matt and nick watch over chris intently, staying silent to give him a moment to process.

"okay," the response finally leaves his lips, and even if it's just one word, nick and matt know that chris will listen to them.

he removes his hands from his face, looking at nick before his gaze moves to matt, "thank you guys."

they both nod, smiles forming on their faces.

"we love you," matt says, his gaze soft.

chris smiles, "i love you guys, too."

tags: @cindylcuwho @adirtylittleheart

[ddejavvu]

tbh imagine reader trying to get like a soda or a bag of chips or something from a vending machine and it gets stuck

she doesn't even try kicking or yelling at the machine or anything, js knocking and softly talking to it like "hello? please come out 💔🙏"

she's just tapping on the glass so delicately and manifesting that her food miraculously falls down so she can get it but obviously that doesn't work 😭

hotch js standing there and staring at her half assed attempts to get her food unstuck as he makes fun of her in his head

If you glanced up at the glass above you you'd catch Hotch's reflection in it, but you're much too focused on the silver ring that's stubbornly clinging to your potato chips mere inches from the dispenser of the vending machine. You've kneeled to look at it, as if your pleading gaze will convince it to let gravity take its course, but the ring refuses to release its grip.

"Please let go," You beg it, and Hotch has heard you use the same tone when speaking to children during cases. Sensitive subjects call for sensitive approaches, but Aaron thinks the machine needs a good jostle, not a tender croon.

"Hello?" You tap your pointer finger against the glass by the knuckle, nowhere near enough force behind it to free your snack, "Please, please come out."

Aaron can't watch anymore. He wants to bite his tongue until it bleeds, caught up by how endearing your endless care is, and how frustratingly futile your attempts are. He's not sure whether he needs to dent the vending machine with his shoe or buy you a family sized bag of the chips you're trying to persuade out of the machine. He settles for a calm mixture of both, stepping up behind you and clearing his throat to announce his presence.

You look up at him forlornly, "The machine ate my dollar. And my chips got stuck."

"Here," He offers, pulling a wrinkled bill out of his own wallet. You stay crouched, brows furrowed as he types in the code for your chips. When he prompts the machine to spit another bag out, yours and his fall at the same time, and you plunge your hand into the receptacle eagerly.

"Thank you!" You gush, springing to your feet and pushing his own bag of chips towards him, "Hotch, you're a lifesaver."

"You can have them," He shakes his head, trying to keep his smile from growing too bright as he chuckles, "You're more delicate than I would have been. I think I'd have tried kicking it."

"I'm wearing flats," You stick your foot out towards him, showcasing the thin-walled shoes that would surely collapse on your toes if you jammed them against the metal machine, "Plus I don't wanna kick it. It didn't mean to take my chips. Are you sure you don't want any?" You ask him, eyes shimmering slightly with worry, "They're really good, Hotch. You'd like them."

He doesn't want to take them away from you, but he finds that he can't quite say no to your reasoning; if you care about him enough to recommend one of your favorite snacks to him, who would he be to deny your care?

"I could go for a snack," He folds, plucking the shiny package from your hand, "You shouldn't eat at your desk, though."

Really, he hadn't been fishing for any sort of invitation. But when you beam at him, already backing away towards the elevator bay, and you ask, "Wanna take a walk with me, Hotch?" He finds he can't say no.

So, chips in hand and wallet one dollar lighter, Aaron's face curves into a warm smile, and he lets you lead the way into an elevator.