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simping-invader · 11 months ago

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FANFIC PART 2 :3

Ok ok so before we jump in a few things bc.. I forgot about them dhdhdhdh

• so I did completely forget about zims disguise and I tried to kind of shoehorn it in so just go along with it 💀

● it makes my life easier if the pac can be removed for however long they want so that can happen

● I am making up organ names as I go..go with it dhdhdhdhh

Ok onto the pt2!

Too hot (pt..2)

Dibs pov:

I held the gate to the pool open for zim, smiling at him, even though all i got back is a sneer as he walked inside, I had a pretty good feeling he was happy to be here in some way. His antennae gave that away. I can't tell the exact emotion, but I know that when they're down like that and curled at the end, it's something good. If he was truly upset, they would be either straight down or pointing up and bending at a pretty sharp angle. Why does he continue to pretend like he hates me, I don't know.

"Is this 'pool' always so..full?" zim complains as I close the gate behind us "on hot days like this, yeah. It might be hard to find some chairs, so keep an eye out for any zim scoffs at me in return."I have yet to see the 'fun.' " I roll my eye at him, noticing 2 empty chairs." Ah! Come one before they get stolen. " i grab his 3 fingered hand, dragging him twords the chairs and ignoring his initial protests. When we reach the chairs, i put the towels down on them, effectively marking them as ours "God I can't wait to get out of this heat." I smile, reaching for the bottom of my shirt and taking it off, folding it up neatly before grabbing my sunblock.

Zims pov:

I find myself staring when Dib removes his shirt, slathering himself with that white cream, which looks similar to the goop he gave me..was I supposed to bring that?.. I can't really care right now, unable to pull my attention away from the human. I probably look like a fool...all because of this damn! Dib-stink!.

"You gonna take off your shirt and boots? Or do you like melting in the sun? " Dibs voice snaps me out of my trance, and I can feel my face heat up from being caught watching him."tch! The great zim doesn't want to expose himself to your inferior eyes. " I spit, my gaze darting away from him. "Zim, don't be weird. It's too hot for your stubborn antics," dib sighs.

I scoff again, hesitantly reaching for the end of my invader shirt and pulling it off, taking great care to fold it up so the logo is clear and proud on the front. Next, i slip off my boots. Luckily, most of the human worm things are too stupid to notice I am missing like two extra digits on both my hands and feet. Nor do they notice I forgot my wig. These weird worms probably believe my antennae are two weird strands if hair. "So what we just..stand in the water?? Doesn't sound very fun to me. " I cross my arms, glaring at Dib, who soon has an odd grin on his face."No, we do things like this!" Before I could even question him, I feel myself being lifted from the ground, and my pac suddenly disconnected. I open my mouth to yell at him, but before I can even try and squirm to get myself down, I'm suddenly hurling into the air, quickly falling down into the water.

Panic fills my mind as I realize I can't figure out how to get back to the surface, nor can I breathe in earth's 'water'. Suddenly, bubbles swish down all around me, and a hand grabs onto me, pulling me back up before my 'lungs' could give out. When my head finally breaches the surface, I gasp out, grasping onto whoever saved me. I'm met with laughter, from whom I realized to be Dib, who was supporting me. How the humans can stay above the surface I don't know. "How dare you laugh at zim!!" I yell, only getting more laughing in response

"I guess I should have made sure you know how to swim before throwing you in." I glare at him. If it wasn't for the fact he was the only thing keeping me above the water's surface, I would kill him . "Let's get you to where you can touch." Before I can question what he means by that, we are moving to the other side of the 'pool', having to dodge other Stinky! Humans and their worm babies. Eventually, I felt the floor against my feet, and when I was able to fully stand, I pushed Dib off of me.

I must admit..the pool is much cooler in the water. "You're lucky I don't harvest your organs for that, Dib stink," I huff, having to stop myself from staring...again. somehow, he looked even better wet. His stupid hair slicked back. The stupid sun reflecting off the stupid water on his stupid skin.. Everything about him just makes me feel all... mixed up and warm.. too warm.

"You're lucky I don't turn you in at the science museum, space boy." Dib says in that teasing tone that makes my squelch throb. "I still don't see how this is fun." I huff lowly "well..you kinda need to know how to swim, I guess." Dib laughs a bit."I didn't think about that part." I start to head tword the ladder, done with this 'pool'. I mainly just want to get away from Dib before I expose myself.. annoyingly, he follows me. "Hey zim, where are you going?" I huff at him."I'm done with your 'pool'. This isn't 'fun'" I reach for the ladder, but dib suddenly grabs my wrist "oh come on! It hasn't even been 2 minutes!" He suddenly pulls me away from the ladder and closer to him. I can feel my face heat up from that, my antennae flat against his chest. "I don't care! I want to leave. " I spit out quick, jerking myself away from him. Dib sighs and once again follows me to the ladder, this time allowing me to climb out, but for some reason, coming with me. "Fine, we can leave." I stop, "we?"

This is bad. I can't get away from him if he won't let me! "Yes we, the pool isn't as fun if it's just me. " he heads over to our chairs ,beginning to dry himself off and once again, making it impossible to be near him with almost drooling."Well..can't you just go home! Leave zim alone. " I snach my towel off the chair, drying myself off as well "because I'm bored. And you can't pretend you hate me, you're antennae are a dead giveaway." I freeze. What does he mean by that.. how does he know!? Does he know?! Did gir tell him! Oh, this was not good. Maybe I can play it off. "Tch, what to you know, you're just a stupid human!"

"Well.." Dib starts, walking closer to Me for some reason. Instead of backing away, I stay frozen. My eyes widen as he suddenly grabs one of my antennae. "Well, when you're actually annoyed, they stick up, and then they bend at almost a 90° angle. If you're sad I've noticed they're more droopy, but right now they're more..curved downwards. And I've noticed that's always a positive emotion..don't know the exact emotion, but I know you're not hating this as much as you claim." He give me that damn smile, and suddenly the sun isn't the only thing melting me. "You- you know nothing! You lie!" I yell. "Whatever you say zim... Anyway if you wanna leave here, then we're going to vibe at your place" he collects our things and begins to walk towards the gate without putting his shirt on.

I have to scramble to put on my boots, following behind him. "w- you're not going to put your shirt on???" Dib shrugs, walking out of the gate."Nah. It's too hot. " it's almost like he knows what he's doing to me. "Well- can I have mine??" Dib stops, looking at me with a smirk?? "Nah, it's fine, space boy. If people aren't looking at you for being green and clearly having antenna, I don't think they'll bat an eye to you being shirtless." What was that look for! Does he know?? All I can do is follow him back to my base and hope he's just...getting lucky.

-end of part 2 <3-

If anyone's wondering I end these when I get close to 1,500 words that's that's my sign to move on to the next part

Part 1 👇

#invader_simp #invaderzim #dib membrane #zim #eventual smut #fluff #invader zim zadr #zadr #fanfic #part 2 of idk #ignore my mistakes im trying #dib #sugestive #writing #sillyposting

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thecatinthestacks · 11 months ago

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Last year I made a log of my daily thoughts during the book fair and completely forgot to share them.

So please enjoy this extremely belated post about 2023's book fair! :D

DAY ONE

New year, new secretary. I have tactfully requested that she not call the library to ask if I'm ready for customers when the schedule says I'm open. (If the fair opens at 7:30 and it's after 7:30, then it's super-duper obvious I'm open.)

Because EVERY YEAR the secretary calls the library to ask "you ready for customers?", and EVERY YEAR after I wade through a huge crowd of kids to get to the phone, it gets harder and harder to answer politely.

This year, we're open before the bell. Completely dead in the morning, not a single pre-bell customer. Exactly like I told the principal, who appeared to be disappointed that there wasn’t a rush on the very first day.

Good news: I finally remembered to ask for seed money before we opened the fair!

Bad news: I forgot to ask for fives and tens and my first customer of the entire fair is paying with a hundred dollar bill.

Kids used to Scholastic fairs find out that Literati doesn’t sell books with cheap necklaces and erasers attached. Stunned to have to choose books based on their interests. I edge inexorably closer to my “the kids these days” phase.

Me: “Teachers, please call ahead before you bring your entire class at once.”

Entire Fifth Grade: *turns up at the same time unannounced*

Fifth grader paying with his own Apple watch asking to return Stranger Things: Kamchatka because “it’s not really Stranger Things, it’s just a ripoff!”

Me: “Please remember the library is closed because I had to physically remove the check-in computer to make room for the registers.”

Teacher: [keeps sending kids to get new library books anyway]

DAY TWO

No, you can’t use my phone to call your mom to ask for money.

No, you can't go to the office to call your mom to ask for money.

How to summon customers- sit down to do one (1) thing. This instantly activates a shopping frenzy.

Honey, how about you just give me all of your change right now instead of handing me yet another handful every time I finish counting?

Honey, how about you ask me how much things cost instead of buying one item at a time and seeing how much change you get back?

Kindergarten Music Program lets out, SWARMS OF PARENTS AND FAMILIES APPEAR! IT'S SUPER PROFITABLE!

Had to yell at a kid in front of their own mother. (It's okay, she agreed with me that kicking stuff is bad.)

Kid who returned the Stranger Things book annoyed that his refund hasn't reached his Apple Pay account yet. Purchases a poster instead. I suggest cash next time.

DAY THREE

Principal and counselor bring the webcam in to promote the fair during morning announcements and do the pledges.

Me: *slowly and quietly finishes ringing a child up during the moment of silence, hoping nobody notices*

I am eternally grateful to my parent volunteer who is able to be here for hours on end and I wish nothing but the best for her and her daughters.

Pretty sure this fifth grade boy is buying little trinkets to woo the crowd of girls following him. I should probably touch base with his teachers about that.

I can tell you didn’t even try to read the book you picked. Because it’s in Spanish, that’s why. No, I know you don’t speak Spanish. Because I know your mom, that’s why.

Kid walks in, instead of shopping waits patiently by the register to ask me “Do I give you my money now?”

Kid who bought and returned Stranger Things book wants to return poster that is now dinged up.

To the kid who only has $5 for the week- I feel ya, but no matter how many times you bring me an item and ask "how much?", it doesn't change anything. I've already told you which items are in your price range.

Have to cut off the Stranger Things kid because he keeps wanting to return things that are no longer in sellable condition. Sorry, bro, this sale is final!

First Grader: *smugly buying a chapter book she can't read because she knows I can't do anything to stop her*

Me: *sells her the chapter book because she'll be able to read it eventually and maybe the spite will motivate her to practice more*

DAY FOUR

That's it, I’m making a list of basic financial lessons we need to start teaching the kids:

YOU HAVE TO ACCOUNT FOR SALES TAX

No, change is not “extra” money you get as a treat. No, you don’t get to decide how much change you get.

You can’t ignore the numbers after the decimal point. $2.99 does not mean $2.

When a price includes cents, that doesn’t mean you have to have exactly that much in coins. You can simply give me more dollars and then you will get change back.

The answer to “How much can I get with $20?” is “it depends on what you’re buying”.

The answer to “How much do the books cost?" is "it depends on what you're buying".

If you don't have enough money to buy the book you want, you can simply NOT buy anything today and bring the correct amount tomorrow.

...or you can bring three bucks every day, be surprised that the book still costs $10, then spend all your money on erasers and go home and ask for more money...

...okay, seriously I need to make a chart or a TikTok or something to explain this. You're sad you don't have enough money for that Dog Man book, but you brought $3 EVERY DAY and instead of saving it you bought trinkets that you keep losing! I WENT OVER THIS WITH YOU EVERY DAY, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT ANY EASIER!

To the 5th grader who only had $5 for the whole week and keeps buying and returning various items and is mystified that this hasn't resulted in him making a profit- I'm cutting you off for your own good, and also I'm sending an email to your math teacher to let her know you may need extra tutoring.

Book Fair Gift Card: *can only be spent on books*

Kid: *only wants a spy pen*

Me: *agrees to buy him the spy pen myself if he will pick a damn book already!*

Girl: "I have $15. How much is this?"

Me: "Let's see...with sales tax, it's gonna be ten dollars and eighty-one cents."

Girl: "Oh...I don't have any cents."

Principal: *aghast choking noise*

Me: *quickly defuses the incoming lecture with a Fun Math Lesson!*

DAY FIVE

Time to deploy the annual "We have nothing left under $X. Please don't send kids shopping if they have less than $X." email.

Gently turning away three dozen kids that have less than $X.

"If I bring $10, can I come shopping tomorrow?"

"Honey, tomorrow's Saturday."

"Oh. I mean next week."

"Next week is Spring Break."

Annual tradition of kids being shocked that this is the last day of the book fair despite all the posters and flyers saying the book fair only lasts a week.

Bonus points for the same kids being shocked every year that the book fair is not permanent addition to the library.

Volunteer Mom letting her daughters pick out some books to buy.

Her: "How about this one?"

Kid: "No! It's too learny!"

Me: *picked the wrong time to drink water*

Tracking down teachers to get them to pay for the books they set aside for themselves and their children. Finally down to the last teacher who was going to get a book for her kid. I open the library door to hear him in the middle of a tantrum and her yelling at him...

...I close the library door like "okay, guess he's not getting that book..."

Re-doing the final accounting because I forgot to factor in the startup cash.

Re-re-doing the final accounting because I forgot to pull books to purchase for the library

Going home to put on jammies and sleep for 12 straight hours!

#library things #book fair #kids are fun

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mar64ds · 1 year ago

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Can I know what's exactly sam and max and where should I start watching/play/reading it? Your posts make me feel curious and the energy of these two fill me with good vibes

Sam and Max is a comedy series about two guys solving strange crimes, they are married too, it's a lot of fun

It started with comics but then had a tv show and lots of videogames adaptations

-If you search 'sam and max comics' they are pretty easy to find

-The whole tv show you can find on youtube, there is even hd upscales

They have five videogames, you can either play them yourself or watch playthroughs on youtube, your choice

-The first game is Sam&Max Hit the road, an old pixel art game made by Lucasart. It's very short but this game is famous for having extremely difficult puzzles, unless you have a guide it's going to be almost impossible

-Then there is three seasons of Telltale games: Sam&Max Save the world, Sam&Max Beyond time and space, Sam&Max The devil's playhouse. They have remastered the first two seasons and they are working on the remaster of the last season right now, it's meant to come out this year apparently. My advice is to play the remasters, they look better and have removed a couple of bad 'jokes' from the original, as well as giving a black voice actor to a black character that used to be voiced by a white man

The first season starts slow but gets better as episodes go, it's a silly season, it has 6 episodes, the other two seasons have 5 episodes. The second season has a lot of highs and a lot of lows, when it's good it's good when it's bad it's bad, it feels like it has less of an idea of what they wanted the story to be but i suppose that doesn't matter much with sam&max. The third season............... oh, well, let's just say it gets a little less silly sometimes, there are high stakes here, there are tense emotionals moments, if you like these two characters you might cry. But truthfully, it's also a very dumb game with dumb adventures lol

-Then we have a VR game, I wouldn't buy a VR set for it, just go watch a playthrough. The gameplay is not that good and i'm pretty sure the devs are cryptobros, so just enjoy seeing sam and max talking to each other and to you for a couple of hours and then move on

I think it's important to warn that some stuff in this franchise hasn't aged well, some because it was the 80s/90s (comics, tv show, hit the road), others because some writers wanted to be edgy family guy writers i guess even though that's not the humor sam&max is supposed to have (the telltale games). No excuse for either of those though, it sucks that stuff is here at all and it would be bad that i talk about how much i enjoy these characters and not warn that there is bad stuff here from time to time. From the top of my head i remember the comics, show and Hit the road have racist caricatures of indigenous people (the comics have a one page comic long that includes this, hit the road has bigfoots that are kind of meant to be that as well and i would skip episode 3 of the cartoon altogether + edit: i forgot to add that there are characters in season 2 episode 2 of the telltale games that are also racist indigenous stereotypes), the telltale games have a bunch of fatphobia (mostly towards sam), ableism (mostly with a character named timmy, honestly skip the cutscenes once he shows up, you can skip dialogue in these games) and racist comments and stereotypes (like making max say a bunch of conservative stuff for no reason when he canonically kills n*zis and white supremacists in the comics. Caricatures of mexican people in s2 and romani people in s3, you could say the way they write black characters can be a bit stereotypical too but it's not my place to talk, but just a warning overall). There is more and if anyone wants to add more warnings go ahead

It's a fun franchise with fun characters, especially the main duo, when it's good it's really good, but when it's bad it's really bad, it's important to be critical about it. Wether you want to give it a try or skip this franchise altogether it's your choice, i'm always here to give the information necessary for newcomers of the franchise

#samandmax #ask to tag

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blackjackkent · 1 year ago

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OK, headed back to camp for a long rest, and THIS was waiting for me as I did a quick rounds to talk to everyone before bed:

Gale, if you scarpered and left me a fucking voicemail I'm going to be very upset.

"Good evening! I am here on behalf of Gale of Waterdeep. He wishes to extend you an invitation for a private conversation at a more suitable locale."

LOLOL.

First of all, yes, that's exactly what he did, and second of all, I forgot I had him in that hat. I guess "Hide Helmets" does not extend to Gale's mirror image, just to Gale himself.

Also wtf are you up to, Gale? :P Are we going to channel the Weave again together? You should know I'm pretty spoken for at this point.

"Very well," Hector says, bemused. "Show me the way."

"Gladly," says the mirror image. "Simply follow yonder path, and soon you will find him."

There is, in fact, a wall in the direction the image then pointed, but the game immediately popped up a long rest dialogue so presumably we just have to sleep now to trigger the rest of the scene.

I took a quick pause to throw a bottle of water on myself to remove all the bloodstains and also to kiss Karlach because reasons.

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Gale has, it seems, found a hidden exit out of the tower; he's sitting outside in the moonlight, wreathed in a shimmering, iridescent wave of magic.

For a little while Hector simply stands on the edge of the clearing and watches him. By all rights, they should not be comfortable anywhere outside in this dark, cursed place, but Gale's magic is bright, driving back the darkness, resonating with a strange, almost musical chiming as it swirls. Gale's expression is distant, as if seeing past the lights into some other world altogether; his fingers move in quick, purposeful motions through the air, a conductor with his orchestra.

He looks up and smiles quietly as Hector approaches; he doesn't speak, but scoots a little to the side to indicate Hector should sit next to him.

"I love this time of night," he says softly, when Hector has made himself comfortable. "There's an almost reverent silence that accompanies the peak of darkness, when you'd almost believe the dawn will never break. The cradle of eternity..."

He hesitates, looks sideways at Hector and smiles sadly. "The timelessness of lovers. That most beautiful of fantasies."

Hector meets his gaze steadily, resisting the urge to flinch away from the intensity in the other man's eyes. There was a time, perhaps, when he might have considered reciprocating Gale's interest in him. It's well-meant - and gods know that Gale could use someone kinder than Mystra to care for him. That ship has sailed, though; Hector is Karlach's, unequivocally.

But Gale is his friend, and it doesn't take a genius to see that the wizard is extraordinarily preoccupied tonight. "You seem especially philosophical this evening," he says gently. "Are you all right?"

Gale looks away, the faint smile leaving his lips. "I will be, soon," he mutters. "I am perhaps just one hard day away from being without any troubles at all."

Ah. Of course. He thinks that tomorrow, or at the very least someday very soon, will be their final confrontation, for better or for worse, and he will have to set off the bomb in his chest. And perhaps he's right. They have seen no sign of the "Heart of the Absolute" yet, but there is certainly no question they're in the heart of the Absolute's territory. The heart of the cult's influence.

"This may be my last night alive," Gale goes on. "I wanted it to be under a canopy of beauty and wonder... I thought this place might bring me peace. I thought it might make the weight of what I must do feel a little lighter. But...I am not so sure..."

Hector frowns, watching him. There is certain noble self-control in Gale's manner that he admires tremendously, as one who has been a student of self-discipline for his entire life...and yet...everything about this still feels wrong to him.

"Is this truly what you want?" he asks quietly. "To die for the promise of Mystra's forgiveness?"

Gale's expression hardens and he sits up with a sudden surge of energy. "Babe or crone, coward or hero, death is assured. Mystra's forgiveness...is not. If you knew the end was near, would you not want to ensure it had meaning?"

He rounds on Hector abruptly, meeting his eyes, demanding an answer of him. But Hector is not sure he has one to give. Yes...yes, he would want his death to have had meaning, were there no other choice but to die. But he does not accept that premise - there must be another way.

When he doesn't respond, Gale slumps, looks away again. "I am terrified," he admits softly. "I will not claim otherwise. My face could scarcely conceal it even if my words sought to deny it." He draws a slow breath and lets it out heavily. "There is no point in running from the inevitable. Better to meet it on my own terms."

Hector shakes his head, troubled by the implications of what Gale is saying. "Nothing is inevitable," he says firmly. "Not when we face it together. You don't have to die."

Gale flinches away from him. "Yes," he mutters. "But there is so much to live for, and so few moments in which to house it all..."

"Damn you!" he snaps suddenly, slamming a fist into the soil next to him and making Hector jump. "Damn you for giving me so much to care about. Our friends, our adventures-- this would have been so much easier if it was just me. But it isn't."

He swallows, and for a moment the real, true grief that he has been trying to ignore becomes fully clear on his face. "If there is a way, any way, to save all that's grown dear to me, I want to seize it... I just cannot fathom what that might be, other than to fail Mystra and condemn the world..."

A long silence. Hector struggles to find something useful, something reasonable to say. I will not let you die, not if there is anything I can do to stop it... he thinks. But I have no more answers than you do. I wish I did...

Gale smiles ruefully when he receives no response; he knows just as well as Hector does that there isn't really one to give. "Stay with me, will you?" he asks softly. "I don't want to think of it any more, but I don't want to be alone either."

Stay with him and watch the stars in silence.

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #:( this was sad #i need to roll a gale hug character stat

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canonicallysoulmates · 2 years ago

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Much like s3 this is going to be all over the place because I need to vent about the newest episode and the season as a whole because I have really tried to remain optimistic and positive but episode 6 is pushing my limits. And if you liked the episode, and are enjoying the direction s3 is going in that's great, love that for you, there's a reason why this post has a critical tag keep it moving it ain't for you.

I am starting to get so annoyed with this show, and the more I think about it the more annoyed I get, and ultimately I'm left at a place of dissapointment and disillusionment with this season. It had so much potential, so many roads that could have been explored, and it started out so well! Then turned into a sloppy, inconsistent mess that made what used to be the main character into a side character and seemingly forgot all about his journey. And I won't pretend like there haven't been things that I've enjoyed this season because there have been, there's even things I've really liked in this latest ep, and there's been episodes I've liked, but six eps in it's time to accept the fact that this season is not as well written as the past two. The episodes by themselves are inconsistent in tone and quality, and the season as a whole doesn't flow as smoothly and cohesively as seasons one and two did. I'll be fair to the show and say that maybe this season should have been dropped all at once because maybe if it's binge watched instead of week to week it's different but I doubt it, I'm pretty sure that when I do binge it I'm just gonna notice the issues even more.

I've never made it a secret that I would love to see Din as Mand'alor, I think he'd be a great leader and think the show has shown that even giving us a glimpse of that this very season with ep 5. But, I'll echo what others have said, if he wasn't meant to be Mand'alor, if that's not the direction they wanted to take the character in that's fine but take me on the journey with him. Let me see him struggle with the decision, with the weight of possibly having to rule his people, let me see his journey as he decides that ruling would not be for him, let him actually use the darksaber, let him try to learn to wield it and not just in a training scene of the spinoff. But don't give him this weapon that's so important for his people, tease us about him becoming a leader, only have him use it like 3-4 times, not properly adress that he has it, and then have him give it back to Bo-Katan through a loophole. Because let's not lie to ourselves it was a loophole. And then expect me to be okay with it!

My problem is not that Din is not Mand'alor. My problem is the way that it's written.

We are not getting to see and know his feelings and thoughts, on anything! I'm gonna bring up an issue I had with the last episode which was the Armorer suddenly being okay with Bo-Katan removing her helmet. For some reason, a lot of people failed to understand why some of us found it sus or didn't like that of her. She had known Din his whole life, he had dedicated his whole life to his covert yet she didn't give him a chance to even explain why he had removed his helmet in the first place. And maybe the Armorer has realized she's wrong, maybe she's had some character growth and she's changed her opinion. Fair. Valid. Show me. Show me her reaching that growth, show me what her thoughts are, better yet show me her talking to Din about it, she doesn't have to tell him about the Mythosaur but show me them talking about this, show me what Din's thoughts and feelings are towards this. Din removing his helmet was made into a big deal but I'm supposed to take this at face value and not want acknowledgement of it in any form because...it was solved within the first two eps? No.

The thing is also that I could deal with the season storyline being inconsistent and not cohesive if it at least the magic and emotion and personality was still at the same level. But because we're not actually going on the characters journey, and we're not seeing their thoughts and feelings explored more than a surface level, and we're barely getting Din and Grogu which was the most special part of this show a lot of that is lost.

The writers either genuinely want me to just take things at face value, or trust them, and neither works for me.

And I've been optimistic that it's all been leading up to something, and maybe it is there's still time, but the way I'm feeling right now it's as if the writers are playing with fans - Din fans to be specific - and I don't like that. I'm just very disillusioned with how this season has been handled and I'm worried that regardless of how it ends I won't end up liking it- especially if the rumors are true which I hadn't been paying attention to but now I'm starting to wonder if there's some truth to them and Din will either be fully written off or he'll officially become a side character.

There's still two episodes left, hope is low but not dead, maybe we'll be surprised and they'll do a 180 and reveal everything was leading up to something and it'll be amazing......I'm not optimistic but I really want that to be the case because I do still love this show.

And maybe once the season ends I'll look back on it and- I can't even type it I was gonna say maybe I'll look back on it and see the genius but I'm done lying to myself. But maybe I will look back and like it more, and have a more positive view of the season as a whole.

Show, please, get your shit together.

#the mandalorian critical #once again i will point out the critical tag if you're liking things keep it moving #the mandalorian spoilers #i just needed to vent #the mandalorian #non spn #noniwtv #mine

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ilici · 4 years ago

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Summary: You and Karl rarely argue, and the one time you do, he is streaming. So he punishes you, after he finishes his stream.

GN reader !

NSFW MINORS DNI !!

Warnings: Degrading, cat maid outfit, biting, gagging, choking.

Word Count: 2138

Karl was already in a bad mood from Quackity and Sapnap teasing him about his relationship with Y/N. They kept repeating, "Karl is a simp", "Karl's the bottom in the relationship for sure.", "I bet Karl literally whines when he doesn't have Y/N's attention." Finally after a while, he snapped at them telling them to quit. They did, noticing he wasn't joking, although twitch chat thought it would be funny to come up with the nickname, 'Whiney boy Karl'. Y/N on the other hand was watching his stream from their shared bedroom, and they found it hilarious as it was all true. Karl was the bottom in the relationship, he would always beg for attention and would turn bratty if Y/N ignored him, and Karl was indeed a simp.

Taking it upon themself to go and bother Karl personally, Y/N got up out of bed and made their way to Karl's streaming room. Karl's fans have seen Y/N on multiple occasions, whether it was them giving food to Karl, keeping Karl company while he streamed, or even joining him on the stream, it wasn't abnormal for Y/N to just randomly pop up. When Karl's door open, he cautiously looked over as Y/N entered the room with a mischievous glint in their eyes. When the two would argue, it would be once in a blue moon, as they knew each others limits and boundaries. But it was never a pretty sight when they argued, as Karl is one to never truly show his feelings, he would finally let them all out when he was arguing.

He would scream, cry, and even go as far as to ignoring them for days on end. Y/N was a different story, they never really showed much emotion when arguing, nor did they show it when they were not arguing. Y/N was not the best at showing emotions due to childhood trauma, which Karl soon helped on, to the point where Y/N would only show genuine happiness around Karl. Now was one of those moments, where Y/N showed their emotions, which was mischievous. Karl already didn't want to deal with their antics as he was still a bit upset from Quackity and Sapnap's bit. "Hi bubba." Y/N greeted, walking over to Karl, and sitting down on the floor. Karl nodded his head in acknowledgment, as he pretended to focus on Minecraft.

Not liking his reaction, Y/N rolled their eyes and spoke up, "What's this 'Whiney boy Karl' ordeal about?" They asked, already knowing the answer. They just wanted to get a reaction from him, and Karl shifted trying to contain his emotions. "I don't know, something chat made up." He said dryly, hoping Y/N would drop the subject. "Obviously, but how do they know you're whiney?" Y/N asked once more, and Karl closed his eyes inhaling sharply. "Shut up." He muttered under his breath, Y/N hearing, but the mic didn't pick it up. Taking this as an invitation, Y/N shrugged and looked around aimlessly, "But it's true, why are you getting so worked up?" They said, which caused Karl to slam his hand down on his desk.

"You really don't know when to shut up, do you?" He said, deathly calm, which shocked Y/N as he was always one to yell during their arguments. "What's wrong with telling the truth? You shouldn't lie to your fans." Y/N argued back, and Karl threw his headset off, which startled the two people that were in a call with him. "What the hell is going on over there?" Sapnap asked, as the two clicked on his stream to see what was happening. Karl had muted on discord, but forgot to mute his actual mic, so the stream could hear and see everything. "Oh? Tell the truth? Okay, sure." He scoffed, moving his gaming chair away from him roughly.

Y/N rolled their eyes, and flipped him off, "You are an asshole, I was joking around and you snapped on me. What the fuck is your problem?" They said, now angry, and Karl laughed shaking his head. "You know what you were doing. You came in here to purposely anger me." Karl said, stepping dangerously close to Y/N, "Holy shit, this is getting good." Quackity said, and Sapnap laughed a bit as he has witnessed a fight between the two before. "So what if I did?" Y/N said, grabbing Karl's shirt collar pulling him closer with a harsh glare. "I bet you did it because you're wanting me to fuck the absolute shit out of you." He whispered, so that his mic wouldn't pick it up, and Y/N visibly gulped.

"What the fuck did he say to them?" Quackity asked, and Sapnap hummed, "You may be short, but that isn't the only thing short on you. So is your temper." Sapnap said, making up random sentences as the two whispered between each other. "What if I want you to?" Y/N asked, looking at Karl's lips as he licked them hungrily. "Go get fucking dressed you attention whore." He whispered in their ear, and Y/N walked out of the room red faced. Everyone assumed it was from anger, but Karl knew what it was from. "Sorry guys, I gotta go. Y/N is having a tantrum because I've been streaming for 3 hours now." He said, before smirking, "Whose the whiney one now chat?" He asked, before he abruptly ended the stream leaving the call without a word.

Quickly making his way to the bedroom, Karl swung the door open to see Y/N in the maid outfit, adjusting the cat ears on their head. He smirked, and bit his bottom lip scanning their body. "What an adorable kitty you are." He said, and Y/N scoffed flipping him off, "Bite me, bitch." Y/N muttered under their breath, and Karl raised an eyebrow walking to them. Grabbing Y/N by their throat, he glared at them, as he reached behind pulling on their hair to make them look up at him as their height difference was by a whole foot. "Speak up kitty." He said, and Y/N winced looking Karl in the eyes, "I said, bite me, bitch." They said, daringly and Karl just chuckled.

"As you wish." He said, removing his hand from their neck, keeping the other tangled in their hair so their head was angled. Leaning down, he harshly bit their neck as Y/N let out a strangled mewl. "Fuck, that hurt." They said, trying to get out of his death grip. Karl being a lot stronger, they were stuck in his grip, as he kept biting around on their neck leaving prominent hickeys. "So pretty." He said, looking at his work on their neck. "On the bed, now." He demanded, and Y/N quickly listened not wanting to be punished more than they already were. Smirking at this Karl, slowly walked over as he adjusted them so they were on their hands and knees. "Ass up higher." He said, and Y/N arched their back.

Karl, was indeed the bottom in the relationship, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to be dominant. "Good kitty." He whispered, pulling down their underwear, and walked to the front of the bed, and forced their mouth open shoving their underwear inside their mouth gagging them. "Not a sound kitty." He said darkly, and Y/N nodded in understanding. Moving back, he moved the skirt up, showing their bare ass. He rubbed it lovingly, and slammed his hand down on it harshly to make sure, the underwear muffled the sounds. Smiling as he heard a muffled yelp, he slowly pulled his shirt off, and unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. Pulling them off, along with his boxers, he stepped out of them watching as Y/N squirmed around impatiently.

Getting on top of the bed, he gripped their hips roughly, knowing he'd leave bruises on them. Making sure they were prepared, he slowly entered in them, and he let out a satisfied moan when he bottomed out. Not moving, he waited for a signal, and once Y/N moved back against him for friction, he took that as the signal. Pulling out completely then slamming back in, he heard Y/N let out a surprised muffled moan. Repeating this action, he made sure to keep his pace even until he himself grew tired of it. Picking up his pace, he watched as Y/N was slowly reaching their high. Reaching forward he helped them reach it, "Cum for me, be the little whore you are and cum for me." He growled out, now ramming into them.

Letting out loud muffled moans, Y/N felt themself cum at his words, and they would've fell onto the bed if it wasn't for Karl's death grip on their hips keeping them up. Keeping his fast pace, he finally came inside of them, and pulled out watching as Y/N helplessly fell onto the bed tiredly. Smirking as he saw the white liquid slowly fall out, he smacked their ass again, this time softer. "You think we are done? Fuck no, get your ass up." He said, and grabbed their hips again, making sure to dig his nails into their skin. "Cat's have 9 lives, so you have 8 more rounds to go." He told them, and Y/N whined out, digging their face into the bed as he slammed back into them without a warning.

By the time it reached 4 A.M. Y/N was worn out, and sore, while Karl was just tired. Falling down beside Y/N he was breathing heavily, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" He said, looking over at Y/N who was just staring at him in a haze. Chuckling he reached over, taking the cat ears off, "Now you know that I will bite back if it comes to it, literally." He said, and Y/N just let out a tired laugh, as they took off the maid outfit, limping to the bathroom to cleanse themself. Karl watched amused at their limping, "Seems like the cat couldn't land on all fours." He joked, and Y/N flipped him off from the bathroom.

"Will you shut up?" Y/N whined, and Karl got up walking into the bathroom, "Seems like someone didn't learn their lesson." He said, picking Y/N up, and walking into the bedroom throwing them down onto the bed harshly. "No- wait- I'm sorry." Y/N said quickly, and Karl looked at them, before he nodded. "Just rest up." He said, handing Y/N his shirt to put on. Putting it on happily, they laid down, Karl wrapping his arm around their waist. "Do you think they heard our argument?" Y/N asked, mainly thinking about if they heard the sexual parts or not. Karl chuckled, "I made sure they didn't hear those parts, don't worry. They probably heard everything else." He admitted, and Y/N nodded their head.

Y/N yawned tiredly, and soon fell asleep. Karl shortly fell asleep after, the two were soon awoken by a loud bang from their living room. Groaning, Y/N rubbed their eyes as they looked around confused, "Karl, someones in the house." They said, and Karl quickly got up walking out of their room to go into the living room. "Holy shit!" Karl yelled, and Y/N bolted out of the room, and found Karl on the floor, and a relieved Chris standing above him. "Oh my god Y/N I thought Karl murdered you!" He said, running over to you, and hugged you. Looking down at Karl confused, Karl shrugged in an answer, "I saw your guys argument, and when Karl or you didn't answer your phones for 12 hours straight, I thought one of you died." He said, and Karl laughed a bit.

Y/N scoffed and mumbled, "One of us did." Which Karl heard, and Chris looked at Y/N confused, "What?" He said, and Karl got up, "They probably got scared from you." He said, and Y/N nodded, "I thought me and Karl were going to be murdered, as it is 6 in the fucking morning Chris!" They yelled the last part, and Chris laughed sheepishly, "I was just worried about my baby cousin, alright?" He said, now embarrassed. "How the hell did you even get in?" Karl asked, and Chris pointed to the now shattered window, "Sorry about that.. I'll ask Jimmy to buy you a new one." He said, and Karl slapped Chris upside the head. "God you're so dumb, and you have a fucking son." Y/N said, rolling their eyes pinching the bridge of their nose.

#gogys writing event #gogywasfound #karl jacobs #karl jacobs x reader #karl jacobs imagine #karl jacobs smut #mcyt imagine #mcyt #mcyt fanfiction

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peterrparrkerr · 3 years ago

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Size difference - read on ao3

Tagging: @just-things-things @thegreenmetblue @someonepostedart @andacheesyoneliner @bluestarker @lilcoffeecup @useless-fanfictions-for-mcu @tnpt @sarcastich @nerdylocksandthethreebears @carelessannie @moodystark @peterparkerbingo

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"Being on top isn't that hard," Peter scoffed playfully, bringing a spoonful of his sugary cereal to his mouth.

Tony couldn't help but smirk at that, amusement twinkling in his eyes at the surety of Peter's words.

"No?" He asked -challenged.

Peter shook his head. "I could do it."

"You think you could top me?" Tony grinned, raising an eyebrow. "You're cute."

Peter gave an indignant huff, shoveling more cereal into his mouth before setting the spoon into his bowl and pointing a finger at Tony.

"M'not cute," he started. Tony would've argued the contrary, but the boy continued. "And I could totally top you. I've been topped enough to know how to do it."

"Theres a difference between being topped and topping, sweet thing," Tony chuckled, cutting into his eggs.

"Have you ever bottomed?" Peter asked, chewing his cereal. Tony thinks its Captain Crunch, but he's not big on the brands.

"A few times," Tony shrugged. "When I was your age."

Peter rolls his eyes at that, pointing his spoon at Tony. "If you can bottom, then I can top."

Tony smirks at that. How does he tell Peter he wasn't cut out for it? He was much too soft for topping. The poor thing slips off into sub space far too often to ever really enjoy taking control in that way.

But, Tony also knows Peter. Knows he won't stop pestering about it until Tony agrees to let the boy try.

Which is what he does.

"Okay, you can be on top tonight," Tony said with a smirk. He wasn't opposed to the idea of bottoming, and he could always guide the boy in the right direction.

*-*

That night, Tony spent some time in the shower, stretching himself on his fingers, cleaning himself out for his boy. Its strange, the feeling of his fingers in his ass familiar but also foreign.

He hadn't done this since his days in college, when he was still figuring out his preferences.

He spent extra time getting himself stretched, wanting to make it easier on the both of them. Peter wasn't large by any stretch of the imagination. He was shorter than average and a little thinner than most, but Tony wanted to be prepared.

Once finished, Tony turned off the shower and towel dried himself before making his way into the bedroom he shared with Peter.

The little thing was already looking excited as he crawled to the edge of the bed, smiling at Tony as he got closer.

"You ready?" Tony asked softly, smirking down at the boy as he ran fingers through soft curls. Peter's eyelashes fluttered, his head tilting into Tony's touch.

Peter nods, grin pulling at the lower lip he's suckling on. Oh, Tony can't wait to see Peter out of his element.

"Okay," Tony hums, removing his hand -smirking when Peter scowled. "You're in control, sweet thing."

Peter blinked, looking slightly lost, before that excitement had him near wiggling out of his clothes -all while kneeling on the bed.

"Okay, lay down," Peter said. The smile Tony wore felt permanent as he did as told, indulging Peter in his little stint with topping.

The towel around Tony's hips was yanked open by eager little fingers. Tony couldn't help but hum approvingly as Peter sucked his length into the sweet warmth of his mouth.

Tony was much larger than Peter in every sense. Taller, built broader. Peter was fairy-like. Ethereal and so tiny he was usually mistaken for a teenager.

The boy sat so prettily between Tony's knees, sucking at the first three inches of Tony's cock while his hands worked on the other three. His fingers barely overlapped.

Tony let his head fall back, enjoying the slight pressure Peter created every time he lifted his head.

"Dont let me cum," Tony murmured. Peter pulls off his cock with a wet noise, eyes blinking at Tony in confusion. Tony smiled. "You want me to cum on that little cock of yours, don't you?"

Peter's cheeks flame hot as he licks at the spit coating his lips before nodding. "Yeah, yeah I want you to cum on my cock."

Tony's smile widens as he spreads his legs, drawing his knees slightly up until his asshole is on show.

"Show me what you got, sweet thing," he encouraged. Peter shuffled closer, looking equal parts overwhelmed and giddy.

"Take your time," Tony murmured. Peter gave another little nod before timid fingers felt Tony's hole.

The older lets out a small hum of encouragement, shifting his hips so more of himself was on display.

Peter's fingers were small, he barely felt the intrusion.

"You already stretched yourself?" Peter asked, sounding disappointed.

"Next time you can do the honors, sweetheart," Tony smiled.

"Next time?"

"Its up to you," Tony hummed, feeling Peter fit another finger in. He wasn't really doing much, more exploring, which Tony was fine with.

"Whatcha lookin' for, sweet thing?" Tony chuckled, seeing Peter's eyebrows furrow with concentration.

"Your prostate," Peter huffed. Tony can't help but chuckle again, wiggling his hips.

It takes a little longer before Peter brushes against a spot that pulls a sharp moan from Tony, body jolting with the sudden zing of pleasure.

"There it is," Tony moaned. "Good boy."

Peter let out a noise of his own, high pitched and embarrassed. He continued to rock his fingers into Tony's prostate. God, Tony forgot how good it felt to be stimulated down there.

"How about you use your pretty little cock," Tony suggested, feeling himself draw tight like the string of a bow.

"I know you want to," Tony murmured. "Know you want to know how it feels to top me. You want to feel in control, huh, sweet thing?"

Peter keens as he pulls his fingers free and wipes them on the towel under Tony. He crawls forward and drops onto Tony's chest, their mouths meeting seconds later.

Tony doesn't lick inside. Doesn't dominate the kiss in anyway. This is Peter's show.

Peter's hesitant at taking control of the kiss. Tony knows the boy wants Tony to take charge, but the older is curious to see how far Peter's willing to go before he begs for it. Before he gives up.

"You gonna get your cock in me, or just rut against my belly?" Tony asked, smirking against Peter's lips.

Peter pulls back. "Gonna get my cock'n you," he murmured, climbing off of Tony and reaching for the lube they keep in the nightstand drawer on Tony's side.

It takes Peter a little longer to pop the cap open and wet his cock, but Tony lays patiently. Peter then drops the bottle onto the bed after clicking the lid closed.

He wiped his hand on the towel again before looking at Tony.

"Go on, baby," Tony nods. "Gonna line yourself with my entrance, and then all you gotta do is roll your hips forward. You can do that, can't you?"

Peter gives a mute nod, throat clicking as he swallows. Tony smiles as he shuffles even closer, getting his thighs under Tony's until the older's ass is practically joined at the bend of Peter's waist.

"There you go," Tony praised, pulling his legs up a little higher. He's not as flexible as he used to be. He'll never be able to bend in half the way Peter can, but he gives the boy enough room to work with.

Peter's already gone a little soft in the eyes at Tony's encouragement. He slips into such a pliant little thing so easily.

But he must really want to prove to Tony that he can top, because he reaches down to fist his cocklet, pressing the head to Tony's hole before pushing in.

"Oh," Peter whimpers, breath hitching as he rolls his hips forward until he's completely sheathed.

"Feels good, doesn't it, sweet boy?" Tony hums. "You like the feel of your cock in my ass? Feels so warm, hmm?"

Peter shuffles even further forward, making sure he wont slip out of Tony as he begins to hitch his hips back and forth.

"Y-yeah," Peter moans, high pitched and keening.

"Lean forward," Tony urged softly. "Hands on my chest, there you go. Now try. You feel the difference?"

Peter hummed an affirmative, hips barely leaving Tony's ass as he rocks into the older.

"Look at you," Tony nearly purred. "Such a good boy, doing so well."

And he was. Tony knew he wouldn't be able to cum like this -Peter just shy of his prostate- but he enjoyed it all the same.

Loved watching Peter pant above him, lower lip caught between his teeth to try and stifle the breath leaving his lungs.

Peter whimpers at Tony's words, leaning further down until his head pressed into Tony's sternum. Tony's hands run down his back and sides, pulling shivers from the younger as Peter continued to roll his hips.

"Doing such a good job," Tony hummed, smirking as Peter's hips stuttered.

"Tony," Peter whined, leaning up so his nose was pressing coolly into Tony's collarbone.

Tony felt the wetness of his eyelashes against his skin and curled both arms around Peter's tiny frame.

The boy mewled helplessly, his cock slipping free as he moved his way up Tony's chest, tucking himself into Tony's neck to mouth at his skin.

"Please, Tony," he whimpered, cock pressed between Peter's abdomen and Tony's stomach.

"Oh, sweetheart," Tony hummed sympathetically. "You did so well. I'm so proud of you."

Peter snuffled against his neck st that, wiggling his hips a little.

"You want me to make you feel good, sweet boy?" Tony asked, murmured into Peter's ear.

The boy nods, continuing to mouth at Tony's neck. The older man smiles before rolling them, trapping Peter under his much larger body.

Peter's cock rests glistening against his torso, tip barely reaching halfway to his belly button. Tony quickly fists it, stroking him softly as he murmured softly in his ear.

Peter keened and mewled, chest lifting and hips rolling.

He pulls back, settling his hand further down until his fingers press at Peter's hole. The boy lifts his legs, hips rotating and giving Tony more access.

This is where Peter belongs. This is where he thrives.

"Poor thing," Tony mused, beginning to finger the boy open. "You can't help it, huh?"

One finger, then two. Peter whimpers.

"Can't help that you prefer receiving, huh sweetheart," Tony said, voice dripping with honey as he continued prepping the boy; avoiding his prostate.

"Please, please, I need-" his breath hitches, tears welling in his eyes.

"Need daddy to take good care of you, huh, sweet little thing?" Tony continued, reaching for the bottle of lube with his free hand.

"Yes," Peter sobbed, head thrown back as his hips roll against Tony's fingers.

"Alright baby," Tony hummed, removing his fingers and slicking himself up. "Such a good boy for me."

Peter wailed when Tony slipped inside, stretching him wide open. Tony smirked, rolling his hips softly, each time pressing in just a little further than the last.

"Such a good top for me," Tony sang, leaning forward to press kisses along Peter's jaw and neck. "But an even better bottom, hmm."

Peter nodded, breath hiccuping and wet as Tony impaled the boy on his cock.

Only when Tony was fully seated inside Peter did he lean back, looking down at his boy.

He groaned at the sight of his own cock pressing along the skin of Peter's belly, a grossly large overshadow to Peter's cocklet.

Tony watched as he pulled back. Watched the tip of his cock under Peter's skin drag closer to Peter's belly button before he snapped forward.

Peter's little frame moves with the punch of his hips, muscles tightening around Tony at the assault.

"Did you like how warm I felt, wrapped around your little cock?" Tony asked, rolling his hips, watching the bulge in Peter's stomach dance under his skin.

"Thats how you feel, sweet boy," Tony continued, wrapping his hand around Peter's little prick and stroking him in time with Tony's thrusts. "Do you like the feel, Peter? Like your cock stuffed in my ass?"

Peter mewled, back arching.

"L-like your mouth!" Peter sobbed. "Like your mouth better, daddy!"

Tony let out a groan, half in approval and half at the way pleasure slithered down his spine to settle in his balls.

"Such a pillow puppy, aren't you, sweet thing?"

Peter couldn't help but nod frantically, chest heaving as Tony kept the pace brutally even.

"Now we know, don't we?" Tony prompted. "Daddy's always right."

Again, Peter nodded, whining as Tony continued stroking his cocklet.

"Al-always," Peter whimpered.

Tony smirked. "Good boy."

Peter came seconds later, body convulsing through the waves of pleasure, eyes rolling back and mouth hanging open on a long moan that has Tony's balls tighten.

Once he's come down, Tony releases his cock, settling both hands on either side of the boy before pistoning his hips, chasing his own release.

Peter wraps his arms around Tony's neck and the older drops down low, allowing most of his weight to settle against the much smaller boy.

He groans again at the feeling of his cock -so deep in Peter- brushing against his own stomach.

Peter curls his legs around Tony's hips, allowing the older to drive in deeper, desperate little pleas falling into the little space still between them.

Tony cums with a curse wrenching itself from his throat, his hips stuttering to a stop deep inside the boy.

Peter whimpers, gripping onto Tony tightly as he empties himself deep.

Tony settles his mouth along Peter's neck, suckling open mouthed kisses into his skin as he rides the last of his orgasm.

"What a good boy," Tony murmurs. Peter hums as the older slips out with a wet squelch.

He takes the towel to clean the two of them up, then folds it twice and settles it under Peter's rear. The boy usually doesn't go straight to the shower to clean himself, and Tony found it easier to settle the towel down instead of remaking the bed.

He smiles down at the boy, leaning over to kiss at his soft lips before laying down beside him.

"So," he hummed, tracing the soft curve of Peter's stomach. Peter tilted his head up and to the side, peering up at Tony with wide brown eyes.

"How was being on top?"

He can't help but smirk as Peter pulls a face.

"S'not as fun as being on the bottom," he confesses. Tony chuckles and leans forward, pressing a kiss to Peter's pouty lips.

"Told you so."

#marvel #tony stark #peter parker #starker #my writing #ao3 #peterparkerbingo2021 #nff

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hazard-queen · 5 years ago

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His vice is a child (dorm leaders × reader)

Riddle rosehearts

• Riddle stood there speechless, how could this be? A mistake? No way there could be a mistake! They followed the recipe then what happened!

• In front of him all the four vices and all are 4 yo kids! Cater, trey, ace and deuce! He looked at them worried, he started checking if they were hurt or anything, and when he made sure he took them to the dorms and locked the door behind them and ran to find you

• You thought the world is still a safe place as you were in the cafeteria having a delicious sandwich and once you placed it in your mouth you heard riddle who was out of breath asking about you, your teeth just touched the sandwich as he finally found you

• "(Y/n) finally found you! Come with me" said riddle grabbing your wrist and dragged you with him dropping the sandwich from your hand

• "My food!" You said almost crying but you had to see what's wrong! It's better to be that the world is ending if it wasted your delicious food! Riddle took you to the dorms as he opened the door you stood there unable to speak they were so small as you bent to carry the small ace in your hand checking if that is not a dream

• Unfortunately it wasn't and you had to babysit them with riddle, you couldn't leave him alone like that he was a mess, you brought some toys from sam and started to play with them till suddenly trey's stomach started to growl "I'm Hungary" said trey holding a stuffed rabbit toy , you couldn't resist how cute they were tho they ran out of control like 9 times before, you went to prepare something edible for 4 yo kids and left riddle in charge

• Riddle was deep on thought about how to return them normal and how could he made a mistake in the alchemy lesson till he felt a soft tug , he looked down, it was cater "what do you want?" Said riddle as he bent to be on his level and cater started whispering on his ears what he needed "oh i will take you to the toilet then" said riddle carrying cater

• You finished cooking and fed them all till they felt full and now need to sleep! "Riddle! I will go to the headmaster's room to see if he made the potion for them!" You said as you rushed to go out, "wait! What am i supposed to do?!" Said riddle worried "just read them a story till they fall asleep" you closed the door leaving the dorm leader shocked

• Deuce handed riddle a story to read them as he did, you came back to the dorm with the potion they gave you as you opened the door "riddle you won't beli......" you stopped talking as a small smile formed in your face, it was riddle, he fall asleep tired from the long day and the rest of the gang are asleep on his shoulder, you covered them with a blanket as you placed a soft Kiss on their cheeks leaving the potion on the nightstand and closing the door behind you slowly to not wake them up.

Kalim al-asim

• It was his fault! Obvious, he made a mistake in the alchemy lesson and all he could do was to panic and running around in circles leaving the 4 yo Jamil standing there watching him in amusement, then kalim ran out of the room looking for you leaving Jamil by his own which made him upset.

• You were in the library trying to study or do anything useful to consume time in something useful until kalim suddenly dashed there" (y/n) YOU HAVE TO COME WITH ME THE ALCHEMY WENT WRONG AND JAMIL TURNED INTO A CHILD YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!!!!!" said kalim crying out loud forgetting it's a....

• "EXCUSE ME YOUNG BOY YOU'RE IN A LIBRARY LOWER YOUR VOICE!!!" yelled headmaster Crowley angrily, you slammed the book on the table trying to not get mad "oh well it seems that I'm the only one knowing it's a library and we should be calmer than this!

• "Ehem....you said that Jamil turned into a kid? Hmmmmm i will go look for a potion for him but.....where is him?" Said Crowley wondering "i i i......i left him there!" Said kalim worried!

• You ran to the alchemy room where kalim left him lonely, he was there, worried and almost crying for being alone all this time! You ran to him as he reached his hands for you to carry him, he put his hands around your neck and buried his face in your shoulder sobbing, you pated his back softly to make his feel better as you glared at kalim

• "Erm....why he's that scared ! I didn't know he's that weak!" Said kalim teasing, "cause he's only 4 yo now! Not as old as before! He remembers nothing! He found himself alone for long time!" You carried Jamil to dorms as you rolled up your sleeves preparing to go cook! "Kalim! You take care of jamil while i finish cooking!"

• "No! I can't! I can't take care of him!" Yelled kalim, "and why not? He takes care of you daily, cooking for you and doing what you want and he never complained!" You dashed to the kitchen ignoring kalims plea for you to take care of jamil instead but getting no answer from you

• He gave jamil a golden ball to play with it, he happily took it and started playing around with it, kalim almost forgot about him, you finished lunch and went back to call for kalim and Jamil to eat " kalim! Where's jamil?" you didn't finish your word as you heard a loud pang! Kalim turned to see a huge vase was falling from the stand on jamil as he kicked the ball into it by mistake! In less than a second kalim jumped on jamil to protect him and pushing him away from any flying broken shards

• "Are you ok? Did you get hurt anywhere? " kalim was worried sick about jamil, jamil shook his head as he was fine, but his eyes widened as he saw a line of blood comes out of kalim's arm, he looked at kalim and his eyes were teary as he felt guilty for all of this, kalim's eyes softened as he pulled jamil into his chest.

• You wrapped kalim's arm and you all had a very happy lunch! After lunch you were talking together as kalim was holding little jamil on his shoulder who took the first train to dream world, kalim smiled as he finally realized the effort jamil is doing to take care of him

• The door slammed open as the headmaster came in shouting "we found the potion to return jamil kun!" All he got? "SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Vil schoenheit

• He doesn't care at all about the whole situation, if he cared he will feel uneasy and this is harmful for his beautiful skin, he called for you to take care of them instead

• "But vil I'm also busy studying and i didn't even had breakfast!" You said to vil trying to flee but it was all useless, "i also have more things to care about! By the way I also didn't have breakfast let's eat together !" Said vil ignoring anything you said

• You looked at epel and rook, they were so small and all pure and cute, you made a sandwich for vil since he would never touch food with his hand! You made yourself a sandwich too, you were going to eat it but you noticed that poor epel and rook were looking at you and they seemed hungry

• "Vil...did you give them anything to eat?" You asked vil who was taking a sip from his tea "of course i didn't!" Said vil like it was nothing, "oh my they must be starving now!" You felt pity for those two, you split the sandwich and gave each one a part then you started making another two sandwiches for them and gave them orange juice, the poor thing were too hungry, you pated rook's head while watching them

• "Why do you care so much about them? You should care about me instead!" Said vil complaining, "erm...vil they are kids! They need someone to care about them!" You said but vil didn't care for what you said cause he cared more about the sound coming from his room! He left you with a "pardon" and went to his room, all what you could hear was yelling! You ran to his room to see both epel and rook and their face was covered in make up mess, their eyes were teary cause you know how vil looks when he's mad!

• "Vil, please calm down they didn't mean that!" You said as you grabbed vil's wrist, vil was really mad! He pulled his hand and dashed out of the room, you pated on their head and took them to the bathroom where you washed their face to remove the make up, you tucked them in bed to sleep then you head to see vil, he was still mad but once he saw you his face softened

• "Vil.....Don't you noticed that you're a little harsh?"

• "Harsh?! They ruined my make up on their face without my permission!" Said vil shocked from your words

• "Not that only vil! You were always like that! You yelled at epel 5 times cause he didn't rise his pinky while drinking juice, and up to 7 times at rook cause he was making sound while eating! They are kids after all! You know they would never do such a thing if they were in their normal age"

• Vil started to feel guilty for what he did and a little sad cause his beloved called him "harsh" then after that epel and rook came into the room slowly and shyly, " we are soowy~ we didn't mean that, we wanted to be pretty like you!" Said epel and rook to vil, vil poked rook and epel's cheeks with a smile " whatever you do you will never be pretty like me! Let's go put on some make up! Shall you join us (y/n)?" You nodded as the four of you now were as stunning as a diamond as vil put make up for you and did your hair

• "We are all now pretty!" You said laughing , moments later Crowley came to the dorm with the potion!

Idia shroud

• No no no! Please tell him this is not happening! He must be dreaming, is it because he didn't have enough sleep yesterday or because he didn't eat anything ? Could it be something wrong he programmed? (Yeah let's just all say this cause we all have the same doubt about ortho)

• He panicked, what should he do? He was thinking to call you but you may be busy so he just left you a message in the game that you have to come asap you see the message, and as you saw the message you made your way to ignihyde and before you even knock idia opened the door grabbing your arm, "idon'tknowwhathappendijustturnedaroundandhewaslikethispleasehelp!!!!!!" Idia was speaking in light speed that you just stopped there opening your mouth, but after abit you tried to understand what he said you gave it a thought "idia clam down ,maybe you did something wrong? Alchemy or while programming?" You asked idia who stood there only looking at you holding his arm quietly "i don't think so" he said in a very low voice you could barely understand what he said

• "Idia i think you need to take a break!" You said worried as idia started looking for the problem and how to solve this, ortho would probably be the best help here but he's the main problem now so you had to help him

• Idia was so busy rushing everywhere till a small hand held his

• "Brother you are amazing! No need to worry!" It was ortho who held his hand, idia pated his head and ortho seemed to enjoy this, you went to prepare something to eat, it's for idia for sure, he didn't seem to eat regularly, you called for the food since it was ready!

• "I'm not hungry" said idia not even removing his eyes from the monitor till he felt his hand grabbed again and it was again by ortho who looked at him with worried eyes "please eat anything! You didn't eat since yesterday" said ortho

• Idia went towards the table as you sat by him , he took some spoons of his food but not very much, "do you like it?" You asked with a smile ,"it's not bad" said idia as he took another spoon, it was a peaceful moment till you started looking around.

• "Idia! Where's ortho?" You asked as he was calm as ever , "he doesn't want to eat" (i assume),....."idia.....ortho is not here!" You said looking at idia who was calm for couple seconds then he jumped from the chair calling for ortho!

• "Ortho!" Idia shouted everywhere but it seems he left the room, "idia don't worry he should be close!" You said as you ran after him, they spent like 40 min looking for him and every 5 minutes idia stops to blame himself, you placed your hand on his shoulder and pated it, and after another 30 minutes you finally found him, under a tree, idia ran to him

• "Ortho how could you leave like this! I got worried about you!" Yelled idia at ortho, "I'm sorry older brother! I felt that I'm only a burden on you...it's better if i left!" Said ortho sadly, slowly idia took him into his embrace and whispered something you couldn't hear but you know it was something good! Luckily you brought an umbrella with you cause it started raining, once you went back to the dorm idia could barely open his eyes you took your place on chair and idia was on the sofa

• "(Y/n)....can you stay with ortho....me, for more little?" Said idia sleepy

• "Sure thi....." you didn't complete your words as you saw idia was now on a deep sleep, he was so tired but at least he can feel safe around you both only, a smile formed on your lips but it was cut by ortho giving you a blanket to cover idia with it.

• "My brother idia is so amazing!"

Leona kingscholar

• You heard that there was a fight in the cafeteria! It was a usual thing here that every once in a while that there would be a fight, but what wasn't normal to see students are fighting two 4yo kids!, you took a close look to see them....ruggie! Jack!?!

• You rushed into students and ran into the fight to help them, you stood in front of them glaring into the two students

• "Ooooh are you their mother or what?" Said one of them , " don't you think that it's not from bravery to fight 4 to kids?!" You yelled at them, "and what would you do? Yell at us till we get bored?" Said the other student in a sarcastic tone

• " i will tell leona !" , then students started to whisper, "hey! Could it be that this is leona's girlfriend?", "hey we don't want a fight with him! Let's leave them!" They left and there were only the three of you, you bent down to carry ruggie and you reached your hand for jack to hold, "how did this happen?" You asked the kids who seem to have no clue, "think we did something wrong while class!" Said ruggie, "it was your fault!" Yelled jack at ruggie as they started fighting!

• You finally found leona! He was asleep somewhere calm , ruggie escaped from your hold and jumped into Leona's chest which of course woke him up!

• Oh please don't tell him! He Don't care or want to care about that! Checka is more than enough for him!

• "Who dares to wake me up like that?!" He was mad until he saw them and recognised what happened, he went back to sleep, "take them away from here" he ordered you but that wasn't the solution of course, "leona! Can you please help me? I won't be able to take care of them alone!" You said with a pout, " then let them care for themselves and take care of me instead!" Said leona smirking

• "No! We have to find a way to return them to their normal age! We don't have time to mess around!" You said angry, "then find a way away from here!" Said leona as he didn't like your tone , you also were angry but being angry you both won't solve anything! Here ruggie started thinking

• "(Y/n)! Can you kiss my hand? It got hurt and it doesn't want get away!" Said ruggie with all teary and cute eyes, “sure thing!" You said with a bright smile as you placed a kiss on his small hand which of course was seen by leona!, "thank you! The pain has gone away!.....can i please have a hug?" Said ruggie, "and me too!!!" Said jack with puppy eyes shaking his tail

• "Awww of course you can" you reached your arms open wide for them but before they reach it leona jumped and took them both in a tight hug in his strong arm squeezing the soul out of them, " you can go to the headmaster dear and i will take care of them!" Said leona with a yellow smile, "um...are you sure? It's fine if you don't want to!" You asked but leona told you that it's fine and you can just go!

• They both were sleepy and tired, it was a long day! Leona returned to sleep again on his peaceful corner but both ruggie and jack followed him, ruggie tried to climp on leona's chest but he pushed him to fall in his back, he looked to jack and they seemed to plan something, they both started sobbing then they both cried out loud "waaaaaaa leona san you're meanie! We will tell (y/n) that you bushed me" they cried, not like he cares but he doesn't want to be a bad person in his beloved girl eyes and he also don't want you to hug them or care for them anymore, "fine! But only this time!"

Azul ashengrotto

• He was busy! Sure he was, he's normally extremely busy and can't take care of his own self then how about a 4 yo eel twins? As troublesome as ever! Will he handle this alone? Of course not! He will call for you for sure!

• You came as he called for you but once you saw the twin you turned to leave but you couldn't leave azul like this but you are also busy, "erm...azul! You know i was busy now and so..." you said to azul who was looking into contracts here and there, "and I'm also busy! I will do anything for you just care for me i mean care for them if you don't mind!" He said as a fait blush appeared on his face

• " if you want me to help you.....sign me a contract!" You said teasing but it almost got azul a heart attack but you laugh it off anyway

• The twins were bothersome, you couldn't handle them alone, you asked Azul couple times for help but again he said he couldn't!, you blew a small swimming pool for the twin to play there so they would be less noisy, you played with them and also praised them sometimes which made Azul jealous...not cause you're not praising him too but cause he didn't get such a treatment when he was a child

• You came back with the potion but it was all silent! You took some slow steps and a smile formed on your lips as you saw leona's asleep and on his chest are the sleeping cutie ruggie and jack......"how cute!"

• "Would you all just be less noisy?" Yelled azul at the twins and you which made you mad! , "azul! If you don't want to help me i understand but at least let them be happy for sometime!" You said angrily!, " it's something you will never understand..NEVER...AND IF YOU CAN'T KEEP THEM QUIET THEN YOUR EXISTENCE HERE IS USELESS!!!" Azul yelled at you made you jump from your place, tears could be spotted on the corner of your eyes, azul's eyes widened as he realized what he just did, he wanted to talk but you were leaving, the twin ran after you sadly holding your hand and pulling you to stay, "shrimp-chan please stay! We won't make any noise!" Said floyd holding a hand, "we will behave and won't cause you any trouble" said jade holding the other almost crying, you had to agree...you can't say no to them, you went to the kitchen to make some fried food

• You were cutting some ingredients, your eyes were teary, azul's words were harsh, you know his childhood and of course you understand what happened to him, and without noticing you hurt your balm! You were too deep in thought but the twin suddenly gasped! " your hand!!!" , you looked down in your hand to see that you're hurt indeed!, without hesitation they ran to azul crying!

• "Azul! (Y/n)! Her hand got hurt when she was cutting the food!" Cried jade and before jade finish his words azul jumped from his seat and rushed to the kitchen, he saw your hand, his eyes widened in a shock

• You covered your balm pretending to be all fine but of course he won't listen, he carried you to the infirmary tho you told him that it is your hand that hurt you not your feet but he seemed concern, of course the twin followed you worried

• They disinfected your hand in the infirmary and wrapped it, you squeezed your hand cause it hurt you ,"I'm sorry, it's my fault!" Cried floyd, "no, it's my fault!" Said jade sobbing, " it's my fault and only me" said azul sadly as you gave them a worried smile

• and now you can leave , azul took you for a walk and the twins, "i I'm sorry....i never meant to harm you or your feelings neither you nor you, floyd and jade"

• You shook your head and gave him a warm smile! " you're really amazing person azul!" , your words made azul's eyes water , "Don't speak nonsense...anyways i invite you all to have fried food in the cafeteria!"

• "We won't pay for this in a contract?" Asked floyd ," or owe you anything? You will pay for it?" Said jade with a big smile, azul didn't like the way they spook it but he can't get mad now, "no! It's all on me!"

"Hurraaayyyy!"

Malleus draconia

• He stood there, shocked! What shall he do? He never cared for children before, it was always grandpa lilia that takes care of them since childhood! Should he go call you? No, you may be busy but he can't handle this all alone and that's when he decided to go find you

• You stood there blank, in front of you 4 yo sebek, silver and lilia, sebek and silver are fighting as usual and here's lilia running around in circles! "Can you please help me with that? At least till we find a potion" asked malleus and as if you could ever say no to those eyes!

• You looked around for toys and for your luck you found some , some blocks and a dragon blush....why they kept them anyways, "I'm Hungry!" Shouted lilia , "me too!" Said sebek and silver, you laughed on how cute they were, "malleus are you hungry too?" Malleus face became all red " n no! It's fine!"

• You went to prepare something for them, of course giving malleus the dragon toy and leaving him in charge, you went back with food as you took slow steps you could hear shouting! It was sebek pulling silver's hair and lilia is upside down on the ceiling and here's malleus who got really mad and was about to finish them all!

• "Food is ready!" You yelled and as you thought that was all what took their attention you started eating together, you look at malleus and wanted to ask him if he likes your good, but you feel shy anyway

• You looked at him to see that he also was looking at you, you both blushed and turned your gazes away but unfortunately lilia noticed that!

• "Ooooooh it seems like (y/n) and malleus like each other! "N......" You couldn't complete your word, cause if you said no then you would hurt malleus' feelings, you just gave them a wide smile before excusing to go to the headmaster's room to see if he has a potion and you guessed right!

• You took the potion happily and head back but on your way there were 3 students, "hey look! Isn't she malleus' girl?", "hey you mean the monster boy?"

• You had enough with them and with everyone thinking malleus is a monster! "He's not! And stop saying this about him!" You said angrily, "and what if i don't? What would you do?" Said one of them as the other snatched the potion from your hand!

• "Give that back!" You tried to take it but he threw it to the other guy "make me!" But at the middle of the fight you saw little lilia, sebek and silver coming to help! " no! Please stay away!"

• They did what they could! Biting , kicking and everything! But unfortunately all of this wasn't enough cause they were smaller than before and of course they got caught!

• "You want this? Then catch!" Said one of the students as the three of them where throwing it to each others as you tried to follow it! But one of them reached to carry it,it landed on a gloved hand

• "My my! Don't you know that such things can break?" It was malleus! But once the students saw them they dropped the kids and looked terrified

• " m malleus draconia!!!....run!" They ran away as you bent to carry the kids and praise them for helping you in time, you turned to malleus and gave him a big warm hug

• "You're my hero malleus!" You said giving him a happy warm smile hurrying your face into his chest

• "A hero?!....isn't it a villain college!"

• "Shut up silver!"

• "Told you they love each others!"

It was really long but eh! Hope you like it and remember that my requests are always open!

#twisted wonderland idia #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland #idia shroud #ortho shroud #riddle rosehearts #cater diamond #vil schoenheit #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #jamil viper #twst malleus #malleus draconia #ignihyde

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hotchley · 4 years ago

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i saw your reblog of the Spencer giving Aaron a father's day card thing and i can't stop thinking about how Aaron is the father figure to the entire team now.

(yes I'm also especially thinking about that one scene of Spencer and Derek stuck in the malfunctioning lift shrieking for Aaron just because. 🥴 dad!Hotch ftw!!!!!)

i know this concept has probably been done hundreds of times already but imagine: (SORRY THIS IS GOING TO BE A REALLY LONG ASK, I deeply apologise in advance)

[tw food/eating habits, some references to murder cases because you know this is Criminal Minds, some slight spoilers for people who haven't really watched the show and also reference & mention of autism & a character on the autism spectrum -> just a heads up, a disclaimer, I'm in no way diagnosed with autism, so if i have misrepresented autism, or made any mistakes, i apologise, it wasn't my intention, and i welcome all feedback & criticism — i genuinely want to learn]

a year after Spencer joins the BAU, Aaron notices & becomes very concerned over Spencer's (super bad) eating habits aka him only drinking coffee and forgetting to eat actual proper food when he gets absorbed in cases or research or reading etc -> which results in Aaron absolutely being like "hey Spencer let's grab lunch together" almost everyday just so Spencer eats (healthy, full meals)

(also Spencer picking up on this after Aaron "casually" gets him lunch/treats him to dinner/invites him over for meals for almost every day of the week and he was initially almost irritated/offended until he realised he could use Aaron's habit to make Aaron himself eat properly too because this hypocritical bastard doesn't eat properly himself either so every alternate day you can see Spencer purposely not going for lunch breaks while sneaking glances at Aaron's office just waiting for him to notice and drag them both to lunch together 😌)

also I really think Spencer is on the autistic spectrum (high functioning, imo, but I'm not really sure how this works, and I'd have to do more research) so I'd like to imagine Aaron knows that too because he's noticed Spencer's behaviors + Spencer got an official diagnosis and told him about it maybe 6-7 months into joining the BAU so I really think Aaron lets Spencer stim (physically, his hand gestures) on their lunch break because he knows that Spencer can't really do that in front of the others, so even when they're on cases, he would take Spencer out either for a private lunch or dinner or something, just the two of them, and he'd let Spencer stim & talk about any subject of his fancy as much as he wants to (I'm pretty sure someone wrote a fic like this and I absolutely can't remember the name or the author but I really LOVED the idea too)

initially Spencer was really taken aback too, because you know, this isn't something you do with your boss, of all people, but Hotch had always meant what he says and his facial expression and body language suggested that he was being absolutely sincere and serious about this, so Spencer tentatively started talking, and as their meal progressed, he eventually got comfortable enough to just go on, and not once did Aaron cut him off rudely, until the end of their meal, when Aaron couldn't continue to pretend to drink his soup because he'd finished it somehow with those incredibly small spoonfuls, and he'd had to gently tell Spencer that they had to go back, but Spencer wasn't upset, because he'd just got over an hour to talk about this recent seminar about the connection of ancient Greek mythology to the developments of the society in ancient Greece which no one had ever done for him before and he's full, satisfied and beyond elated because Hotch really didn't have to do this, but he did anyways

at first it was just something between them but eventually Derek noticed & like in the end I think it's a kind of open secret between Aaron, Spencer & Derek and now when Derek notices Aaron doing it he gives Aaron a small nod and he wards off & deals with the questions that the others have when they inevitably notices the private meals Aaron & Spencer has

speaking of Derek, Aaron definitely has 1 on 1 time with Derek too, but doing different things. Derek's thing is sports & home renovations, and he repairs/maintains cars & bikes when he can, and I like to imagine Aaron knowing about his hobbies and casually asking Derek about the home renovation he's working on one time (before or early S1) Derek came into his office to submit a case file, and Derek being kind of shocked/caught by surprised initially (because he knows Hotch has a soft spot for the kid because he's much younger and much, much more inexperienced but Derek's older and should know better, so Hotch won't do the whole private lunch thing with him, right?) but then he grins and starts telling Aaron about how "I got that place absolutely shining right now, man" and then he invites Aaron over to take a look at the place out of courtesy/habit (his mama raised him as a good, polite young man, and no way Hotch would even say yes right?) and to his surprise once again, Aaron does accept his invitation

after that one time, Aaron begins casually asking him about his projects and even starts offering to help him do some of the painting and decorating (to be fair, it calms Aaron too, to have a getaway from Haley and initially from the crying baby, because while he absolutely loved Haley and Jack with all his heart, some days, some days he just couldn't take it, all the stress from Strauss and from trying to be a good father unlike his own, and he had to take some time off to himself, and painting walls is calming and therapeutic to him in some sense) & Derek and Aaron start bonding over hotdogs while sitting out on the front porch of some halfway remodelled house, talking about the latest sports news (they support different baseball teams but that's okay, because Derek gets to grin at Hotch and ask him to pay up when Hotch's team loses to his, and Aaron gets to raise his eyebrows with that small knowing smirk of his and ask Derek to "complete this by the next weekend, will you" when Derek's team loses to his)

when Aaron recruits Penelope, he's read her file, or what little the FBI's cyberteam got on her anyways. he knows the Black Queen's reputation, and he knows that the cyberteam really don't trust her and recommended high levels of surveillance, but the moment he saw her through the glass of the interrogation room and her resume & application on pink paper, he knew that she's not just what the file said she is. initially, she sticks to the "bureau regulated office attire" because you know, Penelope knows she's lucky, she should've been jailed for what she did, she was jailed, until this Aaron Hotchner guy decided, somehow, that she was deserving to be on his team, even after looking at her resume, which she had written on pink paper out of pure spite (because nothing in the FBI rulebooks said anything about submitting your application on specialized coloured paper anyways) but she was moody and unhappy because she's stuck in this tiny office having to answer the phone whenever agents called to ask for details on icky, gruesome murders and disgusting, vile murderers so she decides that hey, since no one ever comes in here anyways, she might as well do some re-decorating right? so she starts bringing in her own soft toys and figurines and starts amassing a whole collection of soft, plushy, and colourful toys in because it's her office and if she has to deal with all these yucky stuff on a daily basis she's going to make it at least bearable to be in here

one day, some tall, stern looking guy just comes into her office with this Tupperware in his hands saying "hey, Garcia right? my wife made some extra cupcakes for the team, you want some?" and she asks "do i know you?" and he blinks, stands there for one, two seconds before- "sorry, i forgot we haven't actually met. Special Supervisory Agent Aaron Hotchner, assistant unit chief of BAU Team 1, nice to meet you," [i like to headcannon that before Boston & all, Hotch was Gideon's assistant, some kind of assistant unit chief probably, but while he wasn't yet the unit chief he was definitely taking care of most, if not all of the administration matters i.e. hiring new agents etc already because let's be real Gideon is caring & capable but really hands off sometimes (also in S1E1 Derek referred to Gideon as their Unit Chief so I assumed Hotch took over the position full time, officially somewhere between S1E1 and S1E2 or 3)]

and then Garcia's brain kind of short-circuits because holy shit this is her BOSS, aka the guy who somehow, crazily looked at her resume and decided to HIRE her and she just asked him if she knew him OH GOD ALL THOSE FIGURINES- and she tries to explain because she really didn't mean to break any rules with them and they aren't, are they? and she can remove them but just, please, she can't go back to prison.

but then Agent Hotchner just goes "hey, hey, Penelope. it's fine. I understand. this is your office, and you have the right to decorate it. I'm not going to fire you over.... My Little Ponies? and uh, some unicorns?" and Penelope can't help but laugh because he genuinely looks baffled by her collection on her desk, and did he just call her Penelope?

and after that, once, after a bad case that Aaron knew affected Penelope (it involved murdered parents & their only child left orphaned and it just hit too close to home for Penelope), he stopped by a local toy shop and bought the brightest, most sparkly, most colourful thing he could find in there (it ended up being a small figurine of a princess on a small, detachable throne that could light up and play some really funky pop music. Aaron cringed internally as he brought it over to the counter, and awkwardly nodded as the cashier asked, "buying this for your daughter, sir? she's going to love it, it's the latest in a collectable series" and he pretended to not see the questioning eyebrow that Derek gave him after seeing the package) and when he presented it to Penelope when they got back, he got the biggest and most bone crushing hug ever from Penelope because "aw that's so sweet, thank you! and you got me the latest in the collection! it's limited edition!" and it just ended up becoming a tradition — Penelope always looks forward to the end of a case now, not only because that means her people are coming home, safe, in one piece (sometimes debatable but still, they're coming home, to her) but it also means that Hotch has brought her yet another tiny figurine or souvenir to add to her collection and she can't wait to see what it is, and Hotch always, always, finds the time after they've wrapped up the case, before the jet leaves, to pop by a local toy shop to get both Penelope and later, when he's older, Jack some toys or souvenir from wherever state he's in, because he wants both of them to know, that despite all the bad out there, there is still good in the world, and they should never forget that

OKAY this ask is SUPER LONG already i apologise skfjsk i have ideas for JJ & Emily but idk if you'd even wanna continue reading them... (maybe.... give me a sign and I'll send another ask and write it? 🥴)

anyways this was just something that came up and i had to write it out 🥺 sorry for spamming you, i hope you're having a great day/night ahead.

- 🌙

Hi so I'm putting everything below the cut for scrolling purposes x

He is!!

Oh my god, I love that scene. It came up in a TikTok about ships, because Person A and Person B are both very smart when they're alone, but put them together and it cancels out, and it made me laugh.

I also love Dad Hotch. Like I love him as much as I love "fighting to keep his emotions in check because he needs to be a leader, but you can tell from the slight change in tone, or the slight glaze of his eyes that he's seconds away from crying" Hotch. Which is saying something.

DON'T APOLOGISE FOR LONG ASKS!! That's what the keep reading on posts is for :))

Oh I love how much Hotch cares about Reid, and of course Reid uses it to his advantage to get Hotch to do the same, because they're similar in that way. Also, he would definitely start grinning when Hotch looks down at his empty plate like: oh. Platonic Hotchreid is everything to me, because it's these two people that have been caretakers their entire life trying to look after another person that wouldn't let anyone do that and it's just... the HOTCH ANGST POTENTIAL THAT IS SO UNTAPPED!!!

Also, not a criticism of you, but from what I've heard from people is that functioning labels are harmful and shouldn't be used because it misrepresents the situation!

I love that idea though!! And Derek being protective over them so he's just like: no, you won't interrupt them, and I will take control of the situation for a few hours AAH!!

OH I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT MORGAN AND HOTCH BONDING!! It's so perfect!! I love the idea of Morgan teaching Hotch to do things, and Hotch realising how relaxing he finds it to do these things.

And because we can't have nice things: he refuses to go after Foyet breaks into his apartment because he doesn't deserve peace, but then Morgan just uses his key, drags him out, takes him to a house and presses a brush into his hand because he's not going to let his friend self destruct like this.

EVERYTHING ABOUT GARCIA!! OH MY GOD!! I need to get some work done, so I'm going to finish up there, but seriously!! Amazing!! I love the idea of Hotch getting her little figurines and stuff <33

(shameless self promo, she does the same for him in "and he will come back home" hehe)

I would love to hear the Emily and JJ ones!! I hope that's the sign you need :)

Don't apologise for spamming I was having a dull day, and I hope you have a good day too!

#🌙anon #people talk to me #tw food #tw eating habits

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shadowknight465 · 4 years ago

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The Wrath of Life

Light. Light of all colours in rainbow except for purple. Surrounded by a golden aura. It was beautiful yet he is afraid. When he tried to touch it. It burned him. Causing him screech a unholy sound with repeated phrases like. "Sinful creature and True spawn of hell."

There was a knock at the door.

Do these people have a life outside of bullying me?

He thought as he opened the door. Except that the person was not who he is expecting, in fact he doesn't think he has ever seen him before. Before he could the stranger's name. He barge in straight to the guest room. "What a lovely house you two have, Nightmare." He said putting down his things . "Do you mind if you can run hot bath for me?" He asked.

"Um. First of all I don't even know you. Second you can't just go to people's houses and expect them to treat you like royalty. " He said crossing his arms. The stranger look at him. "I thought Dream already told you about me." Nightmare thought of what Dream said before he left. "Neil?"

"That's me."

"Hold on if you are really Neil then give me proof."

Neil removed his cloak. Revealing that the cat has lost an arm. Nightmare felt guilty. " Don't put on a sad face little boy. You are just being protective of your home, and that I applaud you." Neil woke Nightmare with his thoughts. Neil then smile. " I guess I forgot that Dream told me you're not very trustful with strangers." Neil scratch his head "Speaking of which , Do you happen to know a person name Hubert Cumberdale or better known as Salad Fingers?" Nightmare gulped. It's been awhile since he seen Hurbert his first and possibly only friend. Last time he ever saw him was the time he had to take Hubert to the asylum. "Yes. I've know him." He answered.

"Hubert wanted me tell you thank you." Neil responded.

"For what?" Nightmare asked. He doesn't remember giving Hubert any kindness in fact he thinks what he did was horrible. "Because of your actions Huber is now married with a beautiful wife they had a lovely child." Neil responded. Nightmare sigh in relief. " So I was worry for nothing?"

"Yup. Now can you please run me a hot bath?" Neil responded. Nightmare decided this time he would run him as hot bath.

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Dinner was not like what he was expecting. Instead of him cooking it was Neil. But at least it was good. Baked beans with roasted ham. With a cup of wine. He felt comfortable knowing the person living with him for a while is friendly. "Hey Night, what time is it.?" Neil asked. Nightmare looked outside. "Well it is dark." He said. "Well time for me to hit the sack." Neil got up and went to his bedroom.

Maybe I should go to sleep as well.

Nightmare thought. He took of his shirt. Brush his teeth with a dry corn cob. And went the his bed. Falling asleep as soon his head hit the pillow. However instead of his normal nightmares this one felt wrong. He was wearing the same clothes Moon was except it was mostly black and sliver. He has markings all of him and he was behind a female paladin. Her skin was kissed by the sun itself. Her short hair looks like fire and her eyes were a red and yellow gradient.

"Sun. Is something wrong?" He spoke, but it wasn't his voice. The paladin said nothing. "Sun?" The paladin turn with a flaming sword in her hand. "What are you doing?" He said backing away slowly, but the girl's eyes turned snake-like. And she jumped to him. Stabbing him with her blade. He quickly got the blade off of him screaming. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" The girl didn't answer. Instead she showed her snake-like fangs smiling. He knew this was a fight so he summoned his unprepared scythe. The girl called for help claiming Moon was a traitor again and all the women that came looks familiar. "But Sun. Didn't Moon said-" One of girls tried the reason. "She lied to us again." She cut her off. Nightmare felt betrayal, but he doesn't understand why. None of the girls responded and attacked him. One tore his mask and shot him in his missing eye with a arrow. A mix of magic and weapons overpowered him. He knows he can kill everyone if he takes his gloves, but he made a vow to never used his bare hands. So he decided to do the next self defense. By placing a cursed on them. One where they are trapped in limbo. He place his scythe on the ground and chant in latin. However the paladin attacked him in the back. He felt his life draining from him as he hears a man scream. "Mi Nina." He shut his eyes for the final time with the feeling of wrath and sorrow.

Nightmare woke up in a cold sweat. As he looked around he saw that the scythe Moon gave him was with breaking. Eventually turning a bit bigger with a moth at the bottom.

What just happened?

He thought. Maybe another vision? He eventually fell back to sleep. He'll think about it in the morning.

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The autumn harvest festival has arrived and Nightmare put on his more regal garment. Neil was getting a few beers and the townsfolk had forgot he existed. He was thinking about looking into the lore of the festival until a mysterious stanger showed up wearing strange garments. She was pretty however. Skin that was kiss by the sun, flaming hair that's been put up by a high ponytail. A gold-red mask covering half her face, but not fully her scar.

The priest was the first to got up to her. "Hello madam." He said.

"Olá" She responded. "Huh?"

"I said hello in my native tongue." She answered.

"Oh. Anyways What a pretty thing like you brings in our beautiful village?" He said.

Here he goes again trying to groom someone.

Nightmare thought as he rolled his eyes. He look at her again and felt off. Like he met her before.

It wasn't long till she spotted him. She walks towards him. Later squinting her eye. "M-Moonie?" She asked almost crying. Nightmare felt awkward. "No, I'm Nightmare." He said. She blinked. "Oh my mistake, you just reminded me of an old friend of mine." She said as she walk away whispering "Eu sinto Muito.".

Why do I feel unsafe around her?

Nightmare asked himself.

"You best keep an eye on her." Nightmare heard a familiar voice. He turned and saw Nox in disguise.

"What are you doing here?" Nightmare asked. "Errands." Nox reply.

"Hey, Nox can I have a word with you?" Nightmare asked. Nox set the large sack he was carrying down. "What is it?"

"That's scythe Moon gave me. Is it perhaps any chance curse?"

"What makes you say that?" Nox reply. "Last night I had a dream where I was murdered. But it wasn't me at all." Nightmare answer. "Maybe the scythe didn't like you." Nox said. Nightmare could feel the jealous aura coming from Nox.

What's make that scythe so important to him?

He thought. "I think there's something that you're not telling me. In fact ever since we first met I could sense you have some grudge against me and I don't know why." Nightmare said. Nox glared at him than he towered over him getting ready to punch him. Yet he didn't. Instead he just sighed. "Moon's soul stuck in it. And I don't want anything bad happen to him." Nightmare had seen this behavior before. In both real life and in his books mostly his romantic novels. "Are you telling me that you're..." Nightmare begin. "No. Not like that." Nox begins to plea. "In love with him?.." Nightmare finished. He's no love expert, but He can tell Nox is in love with Moon. Nox blushed a purple hue before covering his face. "Look me and Moon first met we had a rocky beginning. I was task with killing death by W.D Gaster. I would have succeeded if that man didn't spot me. When we met again It turns out that both of us aren't so different after all and.." Nox stops himself and put his arm around his chest. "He was the only person I could talk to about these feelings of hate on being born with a uncomfortable body." Even though Nightmare can't understand he felt bad for Nox. "So what do you think about that dream I had? Does it mean something?" Nightmare asked trying to change the subject. "I don't know myself. And I read all of Moon's books and scrolls." Nox answered. Nightmare watch Nox pack up. "Where are you going?" Nightmare asked. "Home. Hecate freaks out being alone at midnight." Nox replied. Nightmare took a breath. Then music became louder and more vibrant, with the lights and fire becoming brighter and more warm. He turn and saw the stranger dancing with the strong man. Something doesn't seem right. Usually the strong man would refuse to dance for anyone, but the little girl he was targeting. And he could've swore he saw scales of a snake on the stranger. The stranger later took the man to a small alley. Nightmare thought that the man is just showing her around town. So he didn't pay much attention. He decided to try out the bobbing for apples he saw a couple of people did. He should known better than to trust everyone when they pushed his head into the water. Luckily the little ones are making smores next to its fire they made themselves so maybe he can rest there. As he headed to the campfire the little boy with the abusive mother grabbed him. "Nightmare, I don't feel comfortable with that girl."

"What girl?" Nightmare asked.

"The girl dancing with my mom." The boy pointed out. Nightmare took a look and saw that the stranger with the boy's mother.

Wasn't she with the strong man?

He thought. He turned to boy. "I'll keep a close eye on them while you have fun with your friends. Alright?" The boy nodded. Nightmare walks towards the dancers, but made sure that both of them can't spot him. He watch as the stranger convinced the abusive mother to go to the alley. Once there the stranger carefully removed the other woman's clothes. Nightmare thought they were going to court with each other so he turned away embarrassed. Even if he wasn't there the two women would eventually be found, and be hanged for committing homosexuality witchcraft. He left to tell the boy he might be getting two moms if they can convince the court. To his surprise the boy didn't pay no mind to it. In fact the boy just ask if it's okay with God. He doesn't know how reply due to him not being religious. So they change the topic. Eventually Nightmare forgot about the stranger. Later he got tried and decided he had enough partying for tonight. As he went back home he heard a scream next to him. He turn to where the scream was and saw the unimaginable.

Everyone that danced with the stanger died in pools of blood and a demon snake mantis fire thing licking some from her hands. Nightmare backed away slowly until a woman scream caught the creature's attention. She smile and dash past Nightmare and grabbed the woman and begins to feast on her. By making her paralyze with the vemon in her fangs. Then she gutted her with her teeth. Later riping her limb from limb until she was nothing more than a pool of blood. Worst of all everyone saw it. While Nightmare ran.

Is that a Solarite?

He thought, but someone grabbed him and push him towards her. The Solerite took notice and held him down. Nightmare closed his eyes and hope that the death will be quick, except it never came. Instead she froze in place and is beginning to cry blood. Then stopped. "Você conhece o Nim?" She said.

"W-What?" Nightmare asked. "I said. Do you know Nim? You know that apple tree dryad?" She said.

"Yes. She's my mother." He said. She glared, but not at him. "Essa vadia...I know she would do this. But never to her own son." She muttered. "Nightmare, did you summoned this..thing?" A man yelled. "No. I barely even kno-" He was cut off. "As if you weren't evil enough you destroyed a sacred ceremony. " Nightmare look down.

Are they that stupid?

He thought. "Wait, I cause the massacre. Not him. And how is he a part of it?" The solerite asked. "Didn't he summoned you?" Someone else asked. "No. I came by going on a boat by myself. " She answered. "Well he bleeds black blood." A woman said. "I have a close friend who bleeds black blood and he would never harm someone unless he has too or is provoked." She replied. The solarite stood up and allowed Nightmare to stand up. Then she put her hand on his shoulder. Surprisingly it didn't burn him. "Are you a scapegoat?" She asked. Nightmare took a deep breath. "Yes." She turns to village. "Raise your hand if you still think he cause the massacre?" Not surprisingly almost all of village raise their hands. "Good thing my pets love barbecues." She whispered. "Now come to me if you think he is innocent." All the children and some of villagers came forward despite their loved ones pleas and threats. She came up to them and pat them all on their heads. Later did the same to Nightmare. "Who are you?" Someone said. The solarite smile. "I am the wrath of life." She said as she turns into a snake and begins slithering away. Many tried catch her, but she was too fast. And those that did hands were burnt to a crisp. Nightmare took the opportunity to run. He went home grabbed Moon's scythe and spent the night at the in-hill. Planning to talk to Moon about her and about that dream.

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guigz1-coldwar · 3 years ago

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'A reason to hold on': New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"A reason to hold on"

"Let's face it, Grigoriev, you're just a pathetic little lost girl, running to get her memories back but I'm going to stop you in your run!"

Chapter Summary: Yirina is trying to forget the dream that she lived earlier this day before taking a night of sleep and having a discussion about things with a friend...

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Park did have a good idea to left Century House than usual today, not only because she was looking exhausted on the outside but for me, she was either doing it to avoid the CIA's eyes during our way back to the apartment...something that was a bit not believable for me as our paranoid attitudes were still on or because she maybe saw that I wasn't very well after she woke me up in the office but either way, she did a good choice. Me, I was still shocked by the news we learned today from Liliya...

I learned that Perseus himself had two real children who are Bellamy Petrov & Liliya Petrov that he totally forgot about them, focusing on raising me & Freya instead. That....it was shaking me down on the inside: why did he abandon them? Why only raising me & Freya instead of having them too? Why did he do this? I couldn't know the answer and my head...I'm pretty sure that it doesn't have the answer to those questions, the only person doing that is Perseus...him...and he's not around. He abandoned them, and now, he greeted them back like that, Bellamy was the only one staying in the Collective while Liliya joins the CIA.

Those thoughts stayed in my head for the remainder of the day, walking back to the apartment in the group while still watching our backs, having dinner in the dining room, playing a little game of 'Bullshit' but they were still here, now adding to that, that weird dream that could have made me cry again in front of the others, seeing that scene again from time to time and that's what caused me to get earlier in my bedroom at 10 PM while the others were continuing to play the game even if Park was showing signs of concerns.

Instead of getting undressed & laid down on my side of the bed, I decided to stay sit in front of the bed, still in my clothes, blank stare looking at the wooden door like that, having no particular expression on my face as I was trying to remove that weird dream out of my head. My hands were slightly sliding on the top of my lap to concentrate...that dream needed to go...I can't see Freya kill Park...I can't see it...

"No, Beans, you're not coming," My sort of struggle was interrupted as I heard Park's muffled voice behind the door before the handle starts to move, the door opened softly. "You've already got a bed for yourself," She said, her voice sounding normal as she stepped into the room, looking outside on the ground. "Good night, Beans," She then closes the door in front of her as the lights outside went off.

"Seems that someone wanted to come in," I scoffed as Park turned around to look at me

"Yeah, don't have enough place for someone else on our bed, right?" She admitted, winking at me with her left eyebrow before a look of questions was seen on her face. "I thought that you will be already under the blanket," She narrowed her eyes, her hands that were almost going to take her shirt off

"I couldn't, had to...get something off," I breathed as my eyes closed for one second...enough to see the exact moment when that gunshot in the dream went off, watching Park's face..."That dream again as you maybe thought," I told her.

"The...the same one you talked about a little earlier that day?" She presumed, her hands moving away from her shirt as she kneels in front of me, looking worried.

"Yes..." I snorted, passing my left hand below my nose after that. "I'm having flashes of you getting shot in the chest by Freya," I explained, my eyes looking down as I fear to see her face...and the expression she used in that dream that was terrifying me.

"Why you didn't tell me before?" She asked, worried in her voice as her right-hand starts to move near my face as I could see.

"I didn't want you to be stressed & afraid about me," I replied, my lips barely moving to say those words.

"Yiri, you know that you can say everything," She confided, feeling the cold side of her hand slowly caressing my left cheek, removing along the way the hair that was on the cheek.

"I know but I'm not sure if I can really say anything about that...nightmare," I chuckled, her thumb passing below my left eye as a little tear came out of it. "You don't want to know," I muttered.

"Please, tell me...tell me..." She demanded in a pleading voice as her other hand moved on my face on the other cheek.

"You're sure, you...are sure?" I questioned her and she nodded without any hesitations on her face, her eyes looking sad...I needed to tell her.

"Just tell me, it'll be fine," She affirmed in a low voice, awaiting for me to speak about that dream.

"Okay, I...I was in a sort of bedroom, dressed up in a black suit. " I started, trying to keep a straight face for Park to look at her. "Someone called me out and as soon as I left...I found myself...in a place that was making a wedding on a cliffside," I continued.

"A...a wedding?" Park whispered, keeping her hand on me as I nodded to her.

"Yes and..." I took a deep breath, wondering what she could say after the next parts. "You were there...dressed in a white wedding dress," I revealed, Park's eyes going all wide, the palms of her hands staying on my face. "Standing below an altar, asking me to come next to you and I did, we were alone at that moment and after a few seconds....it happened," I continued, looking away from her as I saw that expression again for real.

"A wedding dress?" Park was sounding more confused & astonished at what I said, maybe believing that I was joking but that first part took over with the seriousness of my voice.

"I tried to help you to stop the bleeding but Freya was shouting at me, saying that I was hers, that you never loved me and..." I stopped myself to take a little breath, not looking so well right now. "And then, it was done..the last thing I saw was you, your body all limp...dead..." I added before closing my eyes, making a silent cry.

"I'm sorry, Yirina, I'm sorry," Park apologized as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, my head against her own left shoulder, silently crying...It wasn't her fault at all, it never was..."If only...if only..." She tried to say before she stops herself in her words, not saying anything else.

"You did what you have to do, it was not your fault," I told her, my voice muffled by her shoulder as her hands around me stayed. "I love you, that's the main thing," I confirmed, her right hand moving behind my head who got on her shoulder.

It wasn't her fault...it never was...

We stayed in that position for about 5 minutes, Park still hugging me on the end of the bed before she got up back at her feet, feeling myself a little better with that dream slowly going away to get undressed, allowing me to do the same before I installed myself right under the blanket at my side of the bed, watching Park undressing slowly but surely not like I did before she moved to get on the bed with me.

"You're okay, Yiri?" Park asked as she got the blanket on her, me looking away in another direction from her.

"Yeah, I just...try to sleep now," I responded in a low voice, my eyes struggling to not get close for the moment.

"Yirina?"

"Yes?" I demanded.

"Uhm...in that dream...how I was in that...wedding dress?" She asked me in a curious & positive voice, feeling that need to think positively on a small part of that dream. "You said that it was white, how I was in it?" She added.

"You were...so damn pretty, looking so well on you," I replied with a big smile on my face, just to think about it before I could feel her hands on my chest for a cuddle as she got closer to me, leaving no longer space between us.

"Thanks," She said, landing a kiss right behind my neck, and then, she stayed near me, her hands wrapped around my chest.

I continued to smile about it, my hands going above hers as I was now seeing in front of my eyes, only Park dressed in that wedding dress...looking so damn pretty, so...lovely. This was the best thing I saw in days and it was giving me a little smile to think about it...how I can propose to her? And when I would be able to do this? It's with those questions that I closed my eyes to get some needed sleep...

"What does Portnova wants with me?" I said to myself as I was sitting on the hood of a blue car, smoking a cigarette. The view in front of me was a big river and from afar, I could perceive Moscow, meaning that I was sure one or two kilometers from the city by looking at it. The night was surely making the landscape looking much better but to say, I was nonetheless freezing even with a leather jacket around me.

The whole place around me was nearly silent: no wind knocking against the trees, only hearing the water hitting the side of the river, and the radio inside the car that was still turned on along with the car front lights enlighten up slightly a part of the river. I wanted to have some silence so I moved away from the hood to open the front door of the car and shut off the radio, making a relieving breath when I do it.

It was after I closed the front door that another light arrives on the scene, hearing a car driving on the dirt path leading here as I saw, without been blinded by the light of the incoming car, Portnova alone, driving it before she parked it alongside my car, shutting down everything including the lights of it.

"Sorry for my late," She started first the conversation, getting out of the car as she was wearing a black leather jacket with a red scarf and blue jeans.

"That's okay, I arrived here only a few minutes ago," I exclaimed, throwing at my feet the cigarette to crush it down as she closed the door of her car. "You know, we can talk at your place or in mine, no need to go to an isolated place," I complained about that.

"I know but I couldn't go to your place without having Zasha around," She explained in a sort of joking voice. "I needed to talk with you alone and not with Zasha," She clarified, walking to get in front of me, looking a bit unsure on her moves.

"What about?" I asked, sitting again as I was minutes ago on the blue car's hood.

"Well...Uhm...how do you feel?" She demanded, looking down at her black boots, maybe thinking that she was uncomfortable to ask that from me.

"Right now, I'm good," I replied in a good voice, suddenly feeling the whole lie I did say as she looks at me with a raised eyebrow, holding her left arm with her right hand. "No...not so fucking great," I confessed, my hands on the car hood behind me. "With the situation getting out of hands and our wishes to defect, nothing can be good," I clarified, my right hand moving to scratch the back of my head.

"And what about Freya?" She questioned me, taking a step towards me.

"Her? She started to cheat on me with someone else that I don't know, she doesn't know that I know but I can't afford to tell her," I answered, tapping my two index fingers on the car, a little stressed about myself. "If I had to defect without her, so be it," I whispered, Portnova arriving near me.

"You know, Zasha told me about some...things from before," She said, getting my attention on her by turning my head around to look at her. "Is that true, you two...were in a little relationship before...years ago?"

"Yeah...they should have told you that after they got their panic attack days ago...when Dedov left," I presumed, looking away from her towards the river and the city on the horizon. "We swore to not talk about it but things changed, right?" I told her, shaking my head to think about the situation.

"I know, that was indiscreet from me to..."

"Ask me about it? That's okay," I cut her gently in her words, having guessed what she will say to me before. "That couldn't stay hidden deep forever," I snorted as Portnova decided to get sit next to me on the hood.

"I'm sorry in case if it brought you back memories that..." She tried to say before she stops herself, thinking that I was going to stop her by myself, now both looking at the horizon, without saying any words. "The two Yirina's talking about things...that's funny," Portnova spoke up after at least 30 seconds of silence between us.

"What were the odds that two people called Yirina will be friends and working together in the KGB in the same section?" I scoffed, breaking out a laugh that was looking so weird with that whole situation around us. "Yeah...that's funny," I admitted with a laugh, crossing my arms.

"My parents never wanted me to join the KGB, it was my teachers at the university who told me that I was good in cryptography," She confessed to me, having a smile on the left corner of her lips. "I want to wonder how my life could have been if I followed my parent's advice than my teacher's ones,"

"I don't know, you wouldn't have met me...or Zed," I suggested as the thoughts of another life came to me too. "Me; I would have like to...teach...or travel the world without having to carry a gun every day with me," I said.

"Things that we can't actually come back now, right?" Portnova presumed and I sadly nodded to her. "I'm not saying that...I didn't want to meet you & Zasha but if we could all avoid being mixed in a terrorist group, that could have been better,"

"Yeah, if there weren't the Collective..." I sighed, my hands getting below my chin to hold it. "Perseus made me a KGB officer just to...just as an insider agent," I revealed to her who wasn't surprised at that. "If I didn't join the KGB, I wouldn't have met Zasha and you," I exclaimed, a bit sad to tell myself sad: meeting the best friends in a path that I didn't like to take.

"Good choices...in a bad path," Portnova muttered to herself at my words, looking away from me.

"You know, I remember the day when we first met, you were very shy and looking stressed and now, you're very different," I stated.

"I can say thanks to you & Zeze for that," She smiled at me but that smile didn't last as tears came out of her eyes. "I'm scared, Grigoriev, I'm scared," She said, her voice sounding broken & in pain. "Zed is my only reason to hold on, I can't...I can't..."

"Hey, don't cry, Portnova," I demanded, moving my arms to hug her and trying to comfort her. "It's okay, we're going to flee, it'll be okay," I reassured her but she was still crying and it was slowly making me cry in silence.

I was staying to hug her but she was still crying in my arms and eventually, my own tears started to fall down my cheeks, even wondering to myself if what I said about being fine was really true but for the moment, I couldn't know. I was just trying to comfort a friend...

We all have a reason to hold on

My eyes opened by themselves in the middle of the night after that dream with Portnova, feeling myself a bit...sad of what I lived, seeing Portnova crying in my arms, that was the first time I saw her do that for real, knowing that she was never someone to be like that but no...I saw her cry, with tears and that...it was...troubling but my eyes didn't open by themselves because of that dream but...because were making noises in the apartment.

The phone was ringing permanently outside of the room and it wasn't stopping at all. I checked up my nightstand to see the time it was: 2:30 AM...and someone was trying to call the apartment at that time...for fuck sake, at 2 AM! I seriously thought at first that someone else than me will go to answer the phone but eventually, that wasn't going to be the case at all as I was the only one here awake to notice that.

It's with a big sigh that I woke up after getting Park's hands gently off me to get up from the bed, not taking the time to get dressed just to go answer the person that was constantly trying to call here. I opened the door, turning on the necessary light and meeting Beans who meowed at me, still not asleep before I join the phone in the living room.

"Yes?" I sighed, picking up the phone and using the most annoying voice that I have ever used in my life, adding a yawn to it.

"Thank god, finally," I was surprised when I heard Sarah's voice, the one working in Zasha's team through the phone, sounding very panicked.

"Sarah?" I whispered silently. "Why are you calling here, at Zasha's place at... 2 AM?" I asked her directly.

"Listen, I'm...I'm at Peter's place, he...shit, he killed himself!" She revealed to me, sending chills & freezing my blood at hearing those words. "Peter's death, he's...fuck...I don't know what happened but...you need to get over here now," She demanded, using the same voice she used when I first heard her.

"Wait, where is Peter's place located?" I asked her, trying to look around to find something to write on, found on the small table, a white pen & a small piece of paper.

"In the City of Westminster district, I needed to check him because I was going to tell him that I had feelings for him but...fuck...let me give you this precise address," She said before she starts to give me Peter's address, writing it on the piece of paper.

"What's happening?" I almost jump scared when I heard Park's voice coming into the room, wearing a simple shirt and nothing on her legs, sounding worried as I gestured for her to stay silent for a second.

"It's good, Sarah, I got it," I spoke up after I was done writing the address on the paper.

"Thanks, now..." She started to say before I heard a loud crash through the phone, like something falling on the ground. "Hey, fuckers, get off me...FUCK OFF!" I heard her shout in rage before the phone hanged up by itself, leaving me alone.

"Fuck!" I whispered before I turned around to Park, having to announce what I learned and what happened in a few moments from me...the situation just getting fucking worse... "Peter Furnill killed himself and Sarah, she has been kidnapped by someone before the phone hangs up, she gave me his address," I announced to Park who couldn't believe it.

"Bloody hell!" She roared, looking down at the ground as she was leaned with her left fist against the wall near the hallway leading to every room of the apartment before she got off, clenching her both fists...

"Dammit, let's get dressed now!"

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"Get. Out," Jason says, glaring at the mobster in front of him. "Aren't you supposed to be in a prison cell?"

"I was released on bail and wanted to see how-"

"Say her name and you'll be the one in the hospital bed."

"Is that a threat?"

"A promise," he smiles fakely, enjoying the fact he's the one with power in this situation. This sick bastard is the reason that his... Carly is traumatized and hurt.

"Please, leave," Carly requests softly. For a minute, Jason almost forgot she was there. He immediately goes back in his chair and wipes away her tears, which are coming fairly frequently. "I want him out of here and back in his cell."

"You heard the woman. Get out or I'll have security remove you."

"I own part of this hospital, Mr. Morgan. I'm on the board-"

"Not anymore," Michael answers, walking in with his kids and Willow. "Last night, the board took a vote. ELQ bought out your shares and the board decided you're no longer a part of it. So if I were you, I'd get out of here while you can still move."

"Are you threatening me, Mr. Corinthos?" Cyrus asks, amused. "That won't fly with anyone, really."

"You made a mistake, underestimating him," Willow chimes in. "I'd leave pretty quickly if I were you. After all, we know you're going back to Pentonville, where I look forward to you rotting in a prison cell until you die a slow, painful death."

"Ms. Tait-"

"It's Mrs. Corinthos, actually," she says, glaring at him while showing her engagement and wedding rings. "Because, you see, I love Michael and he loves me. That's what these beautiful rings mean. Something I doubt you'll ever be able to experience. Then again, maybe prisoners like knowing that their fellow prisoner is a kidnapper and rapist. Maybe not. I guess you'll find out."

"I have no reason to leave," Cyrus answers a non-existent question. "There's no need for me to. I just wanted to check on Carly. I do hope I can call you that, Mrs. Corinthos?"

"No," she answers, voice weak and tears still streaming down her face. "Please, leave. You know what you did to me. So do the cops, so does everyone else in this room. Enjoy your last few weeks of freedom if you insist, but otherwise, Cyrus, get the hell out of my room."

When he still refuses to move, Jason presses the "call" button near Carly's bed and Epiphany enters the room. "Mr. Renault. Unless you need medical attention, get out of this hospital."

"Nurse Johnson," he greets. "Nice to see you."

"Security!" Epiphany shouts instead of answering his greeting. "Cyrus is in 3115!"

A few moments later, a security guard enters and escorts Cyrus out, much to the man's protests. "I'm not doing anything wrong by visiting a friend!"

Epiphany casts a glance towards Carly, "You want a sedative or something?"

"No, thanks," the blonde responds, noticing her grandkids are in the room and breaking into a fake smile. "Hey Wiley, Ophelia! Did you two have fun playing with Donna and Avery yesterday?"

"Grandma, why are you crying?" Wiley asks. "And why aren't you at home?"

"I got a really bad booboo and so I'm stuck in here for a little while. Don't worry, bud, I'll be out of here and playing with you two again as soon as I can. Maybe we'll go get some ice cream to celebrate when I get out, how's that sound?" Carly asks her grandson, simplifying it greatly.

"Yay! Ice cream!" Wiley cheers while his sister just smiles.

"Hey, Mr. Wiley, I think you have to get to school," Michael says after glancing at his watch.

"But I want to help Grandma's boo-boos feel better!" He protests.

"Grandma needs her rest, Wiley. Tell you what, maybe your dad will take you here after school and you can tell her all about your day. How's that sound?" Jason offers, compromising.

"Will you make sure she gets her rest, Jason?" Wiley asks and they laugh at the young boy's concern.

"Yes, I will. But you've got to get off to school first."

"Okay. Bye bye, Grandma and Jason! I'll be back after school."

He waves as Michael takes him out of there, Ophelia still with Willow. "Ophelia, do you wanna say bye to her? Say bye bye," Willow urges, smiling.

Silence follows that. "She's being rude, sorry about that," she jokes before bringing her out to join Michael and Wiley in the car.

As soon as the door closes behind Willow, the silent tears multiply and Carly's loudly sobbing. "How did he get out, Jason? They promised me he'd go to jail, that he'd never see the light of day again. I know it's the PCPD, but they made a promise to me! And now he's walking around town, free to see me and make me feel like I'm back in that room and he's about to-" she trails off at one point, sobs overtaking her vocal cords.

"I don't know. I'm calling Diane; this isn't making any sense."

"No need to call, Jason. I'm right here. Heard Cyrus got let out?"

"He paid a visit to us, actually, only a few minutes ago," Carly says, abruptly ending her sobs.

"Well, the DA is going to take this case. Which means Robert Scorpio is your lawyer. I'm going to be assisting him, however, and I expect that Cyrus will be put away rather quickly. If he doesn't plead guilty, than you'll go to trial. His arraignment is happening tomorrow and he's out on bail until then. After that, he will be sent to Pentonville to either await trial or start serving his sentence," Diane summarizes quickly. "Carly, when are you expected to get out of here?"

"In a couple of days, but I think they'd let me out for a court date."

"You're not leaving until the doctor's deem it safe," Jason counters quickly. "If you can't go to the arraignment, I will. I'll tell you exactly what happened."

"Well if the doctors say I can go to court-"

"Look. I'll talk to the nurses and figure out what's going on here. You two can fight about this later. In the meantime, you need to be prepared for the possibility he'll plead not guilty and take this to trial." Diane interjects. "Robert will be by later today to discuss this with you."

"If he pleads not guilty and we go to trial, how fast can we get one?" Jason asks.

"A couple of weeks, probably. Which means keeping a low profile. No business talk, no crazy ideas. Just a coffee importer and a victim of what Cyrus did to you," Diane warns. "You two don't exactly have the best reputation."

"Hey, I'm a respectable businesswoman and he's a respectable businessman. We'll be fine," Carly smiles and Diane cocks an eyebrow at Jason.

"We won't do anything stupid."

"Good. I'm going to go talk to the nurses. Carly, rest up. We'll want you at court tomorrow." Diane says before leaving, her heels clacking along the tile.

"Don't tell me you want me to stay in the hospital," Carly says, starting up that argument again.

"I don't. But if it's the best way for you to heal-"

"It's not. I'm already bored to death and, as much as I enjoy your company, I want to be at home. Or at work. Back to running the world, you know? Not cooped up in this hospital bed, screaming every few hours because I feel like I'm back in that room above Jake's, which used to be such a fun spot but now it makes me want to die inside, thinking about it. Thinking about what he did, it taints almost all of our memories there and I think that's the worst part of it," the blonde admits, smiling through her tears.

"I can think, you know, about how we got our start, and when I focus on just you, it makes it all seem so much easier. When I don't, and I let my mind wander, somehow I end up thinking about what Cyrus did. I can't even indulge in nostalgia without thinking about him, Jason. The physical, yeah I'm sore but I'll be fine. Eventually, I won't have any physical mark of it. But the emotional one, what if it never goes away? What if whenever I think of us, and that little room, I always end up thinking about Cyrus? What then?"

"Then you'll just have to think of our other memories. At the penthouse, at any of your houses, with Michael, at the hospital, any of the years worth of other memories," he offers. "They're not our only good memories, Carly. They're just a few."

"My boy on the side, remember?" She asks and they laugh. "Robin couldn't find out and neither could Tony."

"Yeah," he smiles. "We were determined to never speak to each other outside of the bar and that room. It was pretty much our only rule."

"I never did like following rules."

"Not even the ones you came up with."

"Well, if I'd followed the rules, then you wouldn't know me nearly as well and you'd be leading a sad life without me in it. You wouldn't have nearly as much fun without me," she says confidently.

"I'd also have way less headaches."

"And be dead by now."

"Yeah, probably."

"I think I've earned a thank you."

"Thank you, Carly."

"You're welcome." Smiling, she realizes something. "Hey, I just realized that you didn't kiss me that nightmare."

"Did you really want me to kiss you in front of Cyrus?" He asks.

"It would've drove him nuts."

"Yeah, well Michael, Willow, and your grandkids were in here too. Michael's already barely not killing us for having sex, I don't feel like testing that."

"No one's here now."

"Is that your way of telling me to-" he gets cut off by the feeling of her kissing him.

They pull apart a few moments later, Carly having a satisfied smile on her face. "So, how long does this whole kissing me every time I have a nightmare thing last?"

"Until we decide to stop it," he answers simply, refusing to label whatever the hell is going on here. At least, none of that until she's more recovered from this, maybe when Cyrus is behind bars.

To be continued after I actually do school because fuck the education system

@ryleighjosephine i dont know what the song is sorry

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Welcome to the neighborhood

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs (just weed, I smoke responsibly sorry if reading about it bothers you), as always stop reading if you don't like it.

Note: idk which twin has the girlfriend, Sam or Harry. So let me know. Also, let me know who you guys want this to be about (Tom or Harrison). Another thing is that I wrote this before my country fully flushed itself down the shitter in chaos and injustice. So let’s all read this to escape a tad and for some metal rest. BLM!

The teaser I wrote to start is here

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"Yeah mom.. no I'm fine! Really! Haha promise! They tested me and told me since it's negative then they will add me into the adjusted hours group. They said I can get at least 2 full days a week in rotating with the other keepers. I just gotta fill some paperwork out first." You walked around your back deck and tended to plants while speaking on the phone to your mom back home in Iowa.

"Y/N are you sure? You being in another country during all this makes me so nervous. It's so easy to get sick sometimes." You rolled your eyes at the dramatics.

"I'm set here! I still have a job, a place to live thanks to Renee's husband, and no coronavirus. I'd say I'm alright." Talking to your mom despite her worries did put s smile on your face. The sun was shining and the air was finally not cold as hell in England. You finally felt settled now that you had more time to move into your new home. Your mother kept talking and soon got called that dinner was ready. "Ok mom love you too. Tell dad I said hi!"

After hanging up you looked for the head you noticed peaking at you earlier while you talked. There was nothing, but you did hear the guys who lived next door talking about your cousin's husband as 'old pool guy' and wanting to use the hot tub. It made you laugh and you made a mental note to find them later and invite them since they wanted to hang out so badly.

You didn't know much about them other than it was just guys. They all seemed to know each other for a while and at least 2 of them were brothers. That is all you gathered from some occasional eavesdropping. Downside of social distancing starting right after moving into the cute little place given as a congrats at your first real job. You never saw everyone's faces to distinguish each guy. Your cousin’s husband had the place outside London and never really lived there anymore, and rather than sell it he gave it to you. Easier than finding a shitty apartment with way too high rent. Plus, Renee would not let you say no. So you didn't. Thanks Xander!

After finishing checking the water level on the pool and tub to round out the to do list, you were about to go inside to finish new employment paperwork when a soccer ball got sent over into your yard. It came from the boy's yard. No time like the present to break the ice you thought as walked to get said ball.

Smiling and laughing to yourself you heard exclamations happening among the group of men. You popped your head up by standing on your deck railing and they looked to you. They apologized over nothing and you thought it was sweet. Plus, it was nice to actually get a proper look at their faces. You still didn't really know their names, but at least now they were coming over around 8 for hot tub time and drinks.

TIME SKIP

"Thanks for letting us come over! Though, sorry for talking about your family and place without even properly meeting you." The man speaking, Tom as you learned, smiled as you handed him a drink.

You shook your head in protest. "Really it's fine. This is my cousin Xander's place. I just got a job at the London zoo and this was a congrats gift. Sorta to take out the struggle of finding a shitty apartment. Plus, I've been busy over there so that's why you have not seen me much. Still working out my schedule, plus a virus." While talking you lifted the cover off the hot tub. "Now, I believe there was a purpose to this visit?"

"Despite my brother's lack of tact before, that wasn't why we actually wanted to hang out with you. We wanted to meet you as well." Tom's smile made you do the same in return. You looked to the guys on your deck and chuckled.

"Then why did you come in swim trunks if that wasn't the objective?" You caught them and knew it based off the blush on Harry's face. "I'm teasing. It's totally fine. You guys get comfy, jet buttons are on the side, I'm gonna change and grab some more beers and such." You let them be as you changed into your suit in your room. You made sure you were all set and presentable. It was quick and you put your hair in a pony tail while walking to your fridge. Grabbing some bottles you made your way back to the group.

Passing them around you spoke, "Sorry if these suck. I'm still figuring out which beers here I like. I had American ones but finished those. So I don't know fully what does and doesn't suck."

They took their bottles and Tuwaine smiled at you. "There are English equivalents I can tell you. Now I gotta ask, and don't take offense. But why does it smell like perfume and weed out here Y/N?"

"Yeah I smelled that too! Thought it was the chemicals from the tub or something.." The man learned to be Harrison looked at the hot tub he sat in in reference. You blushed at being caught. Eyes went wide slightly as well. Then you mentally scolded yourself after turning and seeing your ash tray and formally lit joint on the deck table.

"Haha yeah you caught me. The perfume is Chanel, put that on before you came, and the pot is well.. pot! Smoked that before you came... Y'all aren't narcs are you? If you're chill I'll share." You didn't need things to go sour first time hanging out with neighbors. You needed friends your age here outside of work!

Tom laughed and smiled. "Relax darling, it's fine." He watched you let out a breath of relief. None of them were ones to judge someone on what they do casually in their free time. "Maybe another time on the sharing though, I'm set. Just tell us about yourself."

"Well offer stands and I will finish that in a bit full disclosure. But me, 22, recently employed keeper at the London zoo, umm I'm from Boise, Idaho, mom and dad are back there, very easy going, and a big fan of nature and having fun! I got my degree from University of Wisconsin and this is my first time being overseas, only been to Canada in regards to international travel. Any specific questions?" They all took in your short backstory as you climbed in with them in the tub; instantly relaxing in the hot water, eyes closing as you drank your beer. Harrison was quickly taking in the details of your face. A few ear piercings, long eyelashes coated in pretty mascara, nice jewelry on too. He got the sense you were chill and put together. Plus, you seemed to know how to have a good time regardless of the situation.

"Boyfriend?" Harry's question led to a glare from his brother and a small smile from you.

You shook your head no. "Nope, we ended things a little before I moved here. Mutual thing, he is working on his masters back home. Even if I stayed that would've ended things because it becomes your whole world really."

"You have your masters?" Tom noticed you shaking your head no and listened as you explained you took a job here instead.

"I need money more than another degree. So I'm here kickin' it in a hot tub with 5 fun Brits instead!" Your smile was contagious to the guys. Soon more drinks were had and stories were shared. They all really took a liking to you. “Now tell me about yourselves!”

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I am gonna make this a series, length not decided. And for real let me know to have the main love interest be Tom or Harrison. I don’t care either way.

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