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motivation came omg google doc update saves my account confirmed??

Yay!!

I used to use google docs but then they started doing AI stuff and I just didn't want my stuff to be used so their AI could learn, so I'm now using Reedsy. Still, I'm glad you have motivation to write.

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oooo can we see Aaron hotchner x very rich non bau fem!reader ?

Cornucopia | [A.H]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader CW: Fluff.

WC: 0.4k

           The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sprawling estate. The mansion, nestled between manicured gardens and rolling lawns, exuded an air of timeless elegance. Inside, the grand dining room was transformed into a setting that could only be described as enchanting.

           You stood in the midst of it all, a vision of graceful precision. The promise you’d made to Hotch - keeping things simple - had not entirely been kept. The table was a masterpiece of floral arrangements and intricate decorations, a cornucopia of colors and textures that spoke of excess and a particular attention to detail.

           The long dining table, draped in a pristine white linen tablecloth, was adorned with an elaborate centerpiece of cascading flowers. Hues of deep burgundy, vibrant pinks, and soft ivory intertwined with lush greenery, creating a stunning tableau that drew the eye.

           Candles in crystal holders cast a soft, flickering light, adding a romantic glow to the room. Each place setting was carefully arranged with fine china, shining silverware, and crystal glasses that sparkled in the ambient light. The entire atmosphere was one of understated luxury, a reflection of your taste and wealth.

           Hotch was dressed in a sharp dark suit that contrasted with the luxurious white surroundings, he was taking in the scene with a mixture of awe and amusement. He knew you had a predisposition for the dramatic when it came to entertaining, but this was something beyond even his expectations.

           “Did you really need to go this far?” Hotch asked his tone light yet tinged with a hint of exasperation. He approached you with a teasing smile, his hand finding its way to the small of your back.

           You laughed softly, adjusting a particularly stubborn flower that seemed to lean too much to one side. “I may have gotten carried away,” you admitted with a playful wink. “But it’s not every day we get to host the team at the mansion. I wanted to make it special... And maybe one up Dave.” You giggled.

           Hotch shook his head, a fond smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “I knew you’d make it beautiful,” he said, his gaze sweeping over the room with genuine admiration. “It’s just... I didn’t expect this much.”

           “Well, I did promise to keep it simple,” you said, walking over to him and linking your arm with his. “But I couldn’t resist adding a few touches. It’s all in good fun.”

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oc thoughts plague me even outside of tumblr. mentally putting this shirt on kali

Kali would 100% wear that. It's not what he usually wears since he likes floral shirts, but the cowboy in him likes the shirt.

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Hey you!

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EEP! Hello, welcome back to my blog!

How are you doing?

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aaron. need your thoughts king. what do you think of a cheese sandwich. just cheese. no mayo, no cream cheese no nothing. just a slab of cheddar.

I'm going to be honest with you, I hate mayo so every cheese sandwich I've ever had (plain cheese) was just a sliced cheese and bread. Of course, it's better when you make grilled cheese, but just a regular non-grilled cheese sandwich is nice.

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fun fact about Boss

in wintertime he gains weight very easily so he has to cut back on the food he eats. because he grew up in siberia whenever it gets cold his body is like "oh shit oh fuck it's cold pile on the fat are we warm yet???"

anyway bear behavior

Boss being chubby in the winter?? Ugh, what I wouldn't give to cuddle him.

He'd feel so nice and warm. So sad he's not real. :(

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anyways. merman sylvester

what fish is he? fuck if i know. vaguely koi inspired i guess

Oooh, pretty!

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still thinking about the red string soulmate au and..

bats my eyelashes at you as nicely and politely as i can and.. cough cough;; getting on my hands and knees and humbly requesting a part 2 to it;; oh my god;; was on the edge of my seat the whole time;;

heres a little bribe- i mean gift. yeah. gift :))) just for u <3

Adding this as well, because I'll be using this idea as the plot of Part two of the Red String AU.

I can't help making Kali go through it. I know I left Stone's part on a cliffhanger, but I'm going to try my best to do equal parts Stone and equal parts Kali in this AU.

Wordcount: 990 words

It had been a week since Ashok had last seen the soulmate he had already found, Vikram having been called for a mission. It was terrible timing because Ashok was now just waiting for a new mission to come, only coming onto the base he was stationed at to check for new missions and to train for the rest of the day before he went back home all alone.

Ashok had finished training with the rest of his squad early and instead of going home, he decided to head to the park. Being in nature always calmed him down and every time he was around nature when Vikram was too busy, it felt like he was enjoying the nature for both himself and his boyfriend.

As Ashok pulled parked his car in front of the park, he felt a tug on his left wrist, a sign that his other soulmate (the one he hadn't found) was nearby. It lifted his spirits as he got out of the car, whistling as he locked the car and walked up to the entrance of the park.

He walked into the entrance of the park, his desire to meet his soulmate making him want to go straight for where the tugging was persistent.

However, he managed to resist the urge, sating himself with the knowledge that he'd enjoy the peace of nature by himself before he met his soulmate. And if his soulmate seemed to be leaving while Ashok was still enjoying the park, he'd just go and meet him before he left.

Seemed like a good compromise to him.

Ashok walked around, looking around at all of the trees and plants around. The ground beneath his boots was soft as he trailed onto the grass since he was walking at a leisurely pace and didn't want to keep any of the joggers jogging on the sidewalk behind him.

After a while of walking around, he decided to sit down on a park bench near a playground, since there was a nice oak tree nearby. As he sat down, he couldn't help smiling to himself as he felt the tug at the red string around his wrist become harder.

He was getting closer to his soulmate without even meaning to. He couldn't complain, the excitement brimming inside of him.

Ashok glanced beside him, to where the tug was coming from. He saw a man on the playground beside the tree, the man watching what seemed to be his kids.

The man looked big—but not as big as Ashok and Vikram—and he had shaggy but short hair with scars on his rather handsome face. He had deep red eyes which shone with happiness as he watched the kids, but that was the extent of the emotions on his face.

With the kids a few feet in front of him, he kept a bored expression on his face, especially when he glanced at others to watch what they were doing.

Ah, Ashok knew that expression of paranoia. He had seen Vikram check their surroundings many times, knew when someone was eyeing others for any weapons. He himself had that look on his face once or twice when on a mission.

It was to no one's surprise that the man—Ashok's soulmate—figured out that Ashok was staring, but Ashok still turned his head away quickly when they locked eyes. He hadn't meant to stare for so long, but his soulmate was breathtaking.

"You got a problem with me?" the man asked when he walked over, his voice gruff and in a no-nonsense tone. When Ashok turned his head to lock eyes, the man didn't hesitate when glaring down at him.

Ashok shook his head, able to feel the string that connected them together. "No, I don't have a problem with you," he said, his eyes flickering to the man's wrist before going back to making eye contact with him. "It's just... We're soulmates."

He could tell the other man wasn't impressed, wasn't thinking that the revelation was anything important. He bit down a laugh at the way the man seemingly brushed off the fact; Vikram was the exact same way when they found out they were soulmates.

Of course, Vikram had been hiding his excitement because he didn't think he deserved any soulmate, much less two. But that was neither here nor there.

"I already have a soulmate," the man said after a while, his red eyes glancing to check on the kids.

It was then that Ashok noticed that while both kids were cat hybrids, unlike the man, one of the kids had the man's facial features. The man had a son, with his other soulmate.

"I understand. I too have another soulmate," Ashok explained, not letting the man's dismissive attitude affect him. "I don't expect anything, I'd just like to get to know you. We're soulmates, whether you like it or not.

"Look, I'm Ashok Kumar. I'm a foreigner, which you probably guessed by my accent, and I'm stationed at a base nearby. Again, I don't expect anything. But, if you'd like to talk or meet up, here's my card."

Before he could lose his confidence, he shoved a card he kept at all times which had his personal phone number on it at the other man. He made sure it got into the man's hands before he left, not wanting to hear something rude.

He could tell the other man, who he hadn't gotten the name of, wasn't going to like him right off the bat. And that was fine, he had spent six years wooing Vikram before he caved into fate, he could easily spend another six years wooing this other soulmate.

Ashok got into his car, relaxed from all of the nature he had seen. He turned on the car after putting on his seatbelt, driving away.

He could only hope that his other soulmate would reach out soon.

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I can only hope Butcher is not OOC here, but welp. I tried my best.

Especially when describing Butcher; I kept looking at the drawings of him you've done but I was blanking on how to translate what I was seeing into words.

Anyways, Kali is not having that much better luck than Stone, but at least he got to meet Butcher. Could've been worse.

Whether or not Butcher reaches out... Well, that's up to Butcher.

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anyways. red string soulmate au :) wink wink nudge nudge :)

something something the damn fucking imagery of stone staring at the string as it leads into the ocean, horrified at the implications of where it leads.

or maybe in a different timeline, he's with kali there, one of his soulmates he had already found, and both of them come to the conclusion that their 3rd halves are across the pond and them unanimously deciding that *yes* theyre *getting* over the fucking oversized puddle no matter what. they already have each other, yes, but they cant leave their soulmates hanging either.

idk i am a huge sucker for the red string au, but i think ive made it clear with how much my brain rots over it.

take this either as a request or just a general idea. idk, its been a while since ive sent in fic reqs (like. over 2 years at LEAST lmao)

Red String AU, Red String AU!

Chose to have Kali and Stone also be soulmates in this AU, because it's fun like that.

This is just the start, so they might not even meet Sylvester and Butcher (I'm assuming we're adding Butcher into this AU).

A little lore tidbit because it's only kinda explained near the end: Red strings are invisible, but people can feel them around their wrists and can feel the distance between soulmates.

Wordcount: 1,281 words

Vikram stood on his porch, his hands resting on the railing as he looked up at the stars. The stars looked so beautiful and so far away, and he wanted to know what knowledge lay in the stars, how many aeons they had seen over the course of their life, knowing that most of the stars he saw in the night sky were either planets or stars that were so many lightyears away that they were already dead.

"Have I ever told you how breathtaking you look when you gaze up at the stars, baby?" Vikram's boyfriend, Ashok, whispered into his ear as he wrapped his arms around Vikram's burly waist. Ashok leaned down slightly, hunching his shoulders so he could comfortably rest his chin on Vikram's shoulder.

"You have indeed, but you can say it again," Vikram replied, his lips twitching until they eventually pulled into a small smile.

A rumble expressing his satisfaction spread throughout Vikram's chest, melting against Ashok as his soulmate held him. As he kept his hands on the railing of the porch, he could feel the red string on his left hand that connected him to Ashok, and he could feel the other red string on his right hand which spanned across the ocean, his other soulmate being so far away.

Both Ashok and Vikram had two soulmates, one of whom was obviously each other, and both of their other soulmates' red strings went across the ocean. They wanted so desperately to go and find their soulmates, but the only times they were across the ocean were when they were on deployments and had no time to go find their soulmates because they were on duty. They tried to find time to go when they were both not on deployments, but deployments came suddenly sometimes and as soon as they started thinking about booking flights to try and find their soulmates, they'd get deployed.

Like how last week, Vikram and Ashok were talking about trying to find their soulmates and then they both got orders that they were going on deployment this week. It was like the universe knew it wasn't their time to find their other soulmates.

Ashok brought Vikram back to the present, pressing a gentle kiss to the taller man's neck. "What are you thinking about, my sun?" he asked, gently rubbed circles on Vikram's waist. "You've been so silent ever since you got your orders."

"I'm usually silent," Vikram grumbled, turning his head to the side to nuzzle his cheek against Ashok's. He sighed at the touch, his soul feeling less empty than it would be if he hadn't found Ashok, but his soul still wasn't complete. "Thinking about how our plans to find our other soulmates keep getting delayed. It's so frustrating."

"I know, baby. I feel the same way, but it's the way it is right now. That's not a comforting thought, I know. But you believe in fate, so believe that fate is waiting until the right moment to bring our soulmates to us."

Vikram took in those words, not really liking them but he knew Ashok was just doing his best. He rested his hands on Ashok's hands that were still on his waist, intertwining their fingers. "When did you get so wise?" he murmured, leaning down slightly to kiss Ashok's lips.

Their kiss was short, but sweet, the two of them letting the kiss calm their frustrations down. When they pulled apart, they rested their foreheads together despite the uncomfortableness in the position they had twisted themself in.

"I'm not wise, as people love to tell me," Ashok said, chuckling. He squeezed Vikram's hands in his, loving the way his boyfriend's larger hands engulfed his. "But I know you well enough to calm you down, even if it had taken twelve years just to break down your walls and learn all of your quirks. I wouldn't change a single second for the world, though, my sun. And I know I'll feel the same way once we meet our soulmates, it's only a matter of time."

Their conversation died down after that, the two enjoying looking up at the stars. After a while, Ashok pulled back and tugged Vikram inside, murmuring about how they should go to sleep.

Vikram looked back up at the starry night sky before he went inside, as if he could use the stars to decipher the coordinates to where his other soulmate was.

He hoped Ashok was right, that they'd meet their other soulmates soon. He didn't know how long he could wait.

Besides, he'd be on deployment soon, which would keep his mind off the search for his other soulmate.

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Vikram sighed as he drove into base, having been on deployment for a week already and he was missing Ashok big time. As he drove to a parking spot and parked his car, he hoped his soulmate was having a better time at his own deployment.

He knew he shouldn't complain, he was fortunate to be placed as the Corpsman of a really friendly squad who didn't care that Vikram refused to tell them any truly personal information, not even his actual name.

Most squads hated how cagey he was, hated the way he relied on his stoicism to protect himself from allowing himself to get attached to any of them. But this squad only cared if he was a good Corpsman, which he was.

He had gotten lucky at that, and he had also gotten lucky at Ashok being deployed nearby.

Ashok was at another base, but at least they were placed in the same housing base, able to see each other regularly if they weren't away on missions. It made long, stressful days better when he could go over to the house the military had set up for Ashok and to be in the presence of his soulmate.

The thought of his soulmate made him look down at his wrists, feeling the invisible red strings that connected him to his soulmates. The right red string felt shorter, since he had gone overseas for the deployment, but still farther than where Ashok was.

His other soulmate was in the city, but he couldn't tell where. And he had no time to go searching still. But at least he was closer than he had ever been.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, locking it once he was out. He made his way to the main building, needing to sign in before he could go to the training center to find his squamates.

Vikram merely grunted in response when the receptionist greeted him, simply picking up the pen to sign in. He was about to leave when the receptionist called out for him.

"Stone!" she called out, using his callsign since that's what most people only knew him by. When he turned back around to face her, she continued, "Captain Karev told me that when I saw you, I should tell you that the entire squad is being debriefed soon. They're in Conference Room 220."

Vikram nodded to signify that he heard her, turning slightly to go down the long hallways until he reached where the conference room. Thankfully, they hadn't started until he got there, so he sat down and waited for the captain to tell everyone what their new mission was.

He tried to listen, he really did, but all of a sudden, the red string on his right wrist gave a little tug. He would've sat up straight if he wasn't already doing so, his excitement giving way and flooding his brain.

A tug meant his other soulmate was here. On base.

Finally, they'd meet.

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Hehe, and I'm going to end it there. Just Stone's luck that he'd feel Sylvester in the same base just as he was about to go on a mission.

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honestly im just flattetred you love the drawing THAT much aarhgadghgbh

also taking this as a sign that welp. guess thats a canon design for him, so i can finally get smth to reference instead of floundering about lol

Yes, take it as a sign that's a canon design for him. Because I'm obsessed with it.

Giggling and kicking my feet at the thought of seeing more of that design of Stone.

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pardon the shitty image stitching, but i just remembered scientist!sylvester (who had the 1 cat leg) and i had the thought of "hey. what if he could shift, but when he did, it reversed?" and now i have this on my screen

Cursed image.

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none thoughts except ily <3 thats it have a good day xoxo <3

I love you too. <3

You have a good day. Yes, this is in fact an affectionate threat.

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they're both just babies 😭😭

YOUR WRITING IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!!

Also, Layla having to learn to stop swearing in front of baby Cujo. My heart!

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me, being crushed by devil Stone: worth

(do the other lions have devil forms? is there an appearance post for devil Stone?)

Here is the appearance post, it's an ask because Devil!Stone appeared in the most chaotic way he could (aka disguising himself as Felon!Stone for like two months in my head).

The other OCs aren't in this universe, simply because I can't see them there. I'm trying to see if they are there and they're like "Nah, we're not in that universe." And you know what, Devil!Stone just gives the vibes of "has no friends", so I'm not complaining about it.

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im heartbroken how dare you!?!????

devil Stone baby come here let me love you

*kisses him kisses him kisses him kisses him*

Devil!Stone is melting into your arms and happily kissing you back. His memories haunt him sometimes, but at least he has you to soothe him.

Honestly, RIP to you because this seven foot eight demon is now laying on top of you.