#also life scares me in general pretty much but i didn't know if that counts :D

[obsessivevoidkitten]

The Adoring Fan

Kinktober Day 7: Worshipped

Human Male Yandere x Gender Neutral Vampire Reader

CW: Noncon, stalking, kidnapping, religious symbols, reader worshipped, vampirism, blood consumption, general yandere behavior

Word Count: 840

(Hope you enjoy this short fic. At least it's longer than a drabble.)

You were a high-ranking member of the Warrior's Guild. You were pretty renowned and had saved many people from all manner of beasts and disasters.

You weren't as bulky and brutish as most of the members, but you were just as strong and agile as the best of them.

This was because you were a vampire. Though no one actually knew that.

No one but the young man you had saved a few years back from a burning building. His silver crucifix necklace had touched your skin and burned you, forcing you to use your vampiric form. Pointy ears, fangs, dark eyes.

The young man, Nael, had promised to keep your secret. You had saved him after all. To him, your vampiric form was perfection.

But the more he thought about it, the more inspired by you he had become. He also became increasingly worried that someone would find your secret and hurt you. Your renown had gradually grown until you were a famous hero. He reasoned that the more eyes that were on you, the more likely it would be for someone to discover your secret.

His home and livelihood as a farmer had turned to cinders. It made it easy for him to leave his life behind.

Nael researched vampires, lived with monks for a while, and learned how to fight.

Then he set about finding you. It wasn't hard to find rumors and tales of your exploits, but you never stayed in the same place very long.

He decided to join the guild to make finding you easier. It did. It didn't take long for you to come to the main guil hall and pick up some assignments from the board.

Then he just had to wait on the path to your next job and ambush you.

Of course, your keen predatory senses could sniff out a human in hiding easily. Even hear their heartbeat.

Nael was prepared.

He used the most minor magic, available to all humans who were dedicated enough to learn, and silenced himself completely. He used sanctified dirt from hallowed ground to hide his natural smell.

As you passed him, he stuck you with an arrow that had been annointed in holy water. It wasn't lethal but rather acted as a paralytic sleeping agent.

You woke up in a cabin far from civilization that Nael had painstakingly prepared for you.

"Ah, you're awake!"

You were still paralyzed and could only grunt in anger and confusion. Had you been discovered? Was this an assassin? Why hadn't they disposed of you already? Were they hoping for information first? For you to turn them? Were they planning to blackmail you into doing something?

Your frantic racing thoughts were cut off by a greedy kiss and shaky hands rubbing up and down your thighs and then your sides.

You growled both in surprise and to show you did not approve.

"Shhhh, it's okay. You're safe now! You saved me years ago, and now I'm saving you!"

He stared into your eyes in sheer reverence before trailing kisses down your body.

"You m-must have been so scared that you'd be d-discovered! Your selfless nature would have g-gotten you hurt eventually… I'm s-saving you from yourself."

His voice was a comforting coo, and he pressed gentle kisses all over your face. You grunted, but he ignored it.

"I l-love you so much! I'll t-take care of all your needs, okay?"

He said this as he rubbed his hand between your legs. You made a strangled, high-pitched noise that sounded somewhat like a yelp.

"Blood, sex, safety. I-I'll take care of it all."

He pulled your clothing off and used his mouth between your legs until you climaxed, then he licked you clean of your fluids. After that he lubed you up and slid into your hole, gently fucking into you as he blushed deeply.

"I know your kind have a huge sexual appetite! I-I'll make sure to sate it~"

Nael kissed you constantly during the whole ordeal, moaning your name as he filled you deeply with the physical manifestation of his unbridled love.

When the holy water wore off, you jumped up and headed for the door. You found yourself sluggish and unable to overpower the amorous human.

"Get away from me, you psycho!"

He pulled you back into bed with him and held you close.

"I-I'm not a psycho… I just want w-what's best for you. You'll s-see soon. Your heroics exposed you, o-others would have found out eventually! Do you want to see the shrine I made for you??"

And you did see. The entire forest had been meticulously blessed and consecrated, and a large fence made from holy silver alloy enclosed the entirety of the land around the cabin.

That combined with the fact that Nael put a tiny dose of holy water in the blood he fed you resulted in you being majorly weakened and almost constantly fatigued.

There was no other choice but to let Nael tend to you in whatever manner he chose.

[silentcryracha]

❍ ‗ Watching a movie with Han ‗ ❍

Pairing : Han Jisung x f reader

Summary : chapter five of a cute standalone miniseries. It's what it says in the title

Genre/ Warnings : scenario/imagine/headcanon, drabble, fluff, suggestive but no actual smut, everyone yaps and is a nerd, homebody! Jisung is real, some swear words

Word count : 600 words

A/n : none

ps: There could be grammar errors. Do NOT repost on other socials. Leave feedback if you feel like it, otherwise enjoy! ♡︎

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Watching anything, not just a movie, but a tv show, an anime, a short, a music video, literally anything, is an experience.

Each one unique and requiring at least a whole five minutes of commentary.

He's the kind of guy who feels like his life changed completely after viewing a certain product. He will gen into it so much, from the possible lore or original material, the music, the character takes and analysis from twitter users. He's probably one of them

It's so funny actually because you can pretty much guess what mood he's in by the type of thing he recommends watching. A sad movie? He's in his feels and probably lowkey needs a good cry. A fun anime? He wants to have fun and not pay too much attention, probably just relax.

A horror movie? He either wants to try and scare you and then act like the knight in shining armor (he's actually shitting himself too, trust)

"Shit! They just did a jumpscare, I didn't expect one two seconds later!" a couple of popcorns jumping out of the bowl.

"Oh no did that ugly nun scare my princess?" he wraps your shoulders with his arm, voice comically condescending, "Does she want a kiss to make it better?"

"Don't even try it, Sung. I saw you jump too, loser"

A thriller or dramatic movie? Probably feels the need to overthink something other than his life, and most likely have a nice, interesting conversation.

He's also quite strict with seeing new episodes from a series he hasn't seen before. He doesn't like to watch stuff in your presence unless you are also watching them. He much prefers your company anyway, feels also a bit disrespectful and in general he probably wants to focus on the plot.

He's usually pretty silent and concentrated but if it's a rewatch or he's purposefully showing you something he just yaps. So much. He NEEDS you to feel things as he felt them, you know?

"Baby, there! Did you see that shot? It's so fucking genius actually, will be so important for the plot later on"

"Don't spoil!" you exclaim, annoyed.

"Yah, I didn't spoil, I just commented on how good the shot was!" he defended, as you rolled your eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. Shush."

But it's actually stronger than him, I fear.

"The composer using that bit of music during that scene..I know what they're doing"

"How can you hate someone so much but also enjoy their presence at the same time? Such good acting"

But don't get me wrong! He loves to hear you yap just as much. He's actually so in awe, looking at you with those big round eyes and an amused smile.

"Am I talking too much? Ah, sorry baby" you chuckle embarrassed as you catch yourself basically covering the audio of the movie.

He shakes his head with a smile, still with those adoring eyes. Like you could do no wrong, ever.

"No, my baby. You could be literally reading a cooking book, I don't care. You look too pretty."

But when you've both seen the movie/series in question and it's NOT a sad one...it's over. You both know damn well it's just part of the game foreplay at that point.

"Honey, how about we just chill and rewatch this? It was fun last time"

And just like last time, this time was indeed fun, since the movie was left on his own to the end credits as you were blowing each other's backs out.

It's a given at that point, I don't make the rules

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Megamind Au for @fanofstuff02 Hope you like it!

You see the guy there? The one trying to grab the ray gun in mid air? That's me.

I've been having a pretty shitty week so far. I've trained a psychopath with magic powers, lied to the love of life, and got my ass beat pretty good.

But maybe I should back up a bit.

Many years ago, I escaped my dying planet with only the clothes on my back and the orphaned baby girl that I saved. It didn't us long to come to this new planet named earth.

It also didn't take us long to be introduced to the legal system there, our home was pretty much the prison for the longest time. This was how I met him, Michael or his found name The General. You know, because he was “The General” of defending forces or some shit. How fucking boring can you be?

Well I came up with a far better and way more fitting name for myself.

The Devil.

Sera walks down the hall of the prison and knocks on the glass scaring Peter. "Read on your own time. Open up." He did as he was told. Sera went to the glass and didn't see Lucifer anywhere. "Hey!"

"Boo!" Lucifer jumped out of nowhere scaring Sera. He started laughing like a crazy man as he sat in his twirling chair. He gave her a devilish smile "Good morning Sera, dear, how’s it going for you?"

Sera bristled. "I'm not-"

Lucifer interrupted. "Good news, I’m a changed man now! Ready to make a fresh start in the society as a trusteable citizen!"

The warden stifled a laugh. "You’re not as smart as you claim if you really think you’d be trustworthy! You are a fucking villain and you’ll never change and you'll never leave."

Lucifer blinked but kept his smile. "You're fun you know that?"

Sera clicked her tongue looking beyond unimpressed. "Someone sent you a little gift."

"Oh is it a duckling?"

"No." Sera deadpanned. "Oh look, it’s from The General! For you to count the every second of your 66 life sentences. Now that’s fun, never would’ve thought General would care about a piece of garbage he put in prison." She placed it on her wrist. "Oh but he does have good style. You know, I think I’ll keep this."

Lucifer grinned wider. "Can you do me a favor and tell me the time? I don’t want to be late for his huge museum opening."

Sera rolled her eyes and glances down at the watch. "Oh no, looks like you’re gonna miss it. With several thousand years." She said snidly before walking away.

Lucifer just hummed softly. "Mm, I don’t think so." He could wait, he had time. And oh boy he didn't have to wait long. The guards brought in Sera who was disguised as him. When placed in his seat, Lucifer stole the watch back.

"No you fools, he tricked us." Sera said weakly.

Lucifer grinned evilly. "You're right." He changed into Sera. "I'll always be a villian. Muwahahahaha!" Lucifer took off out of the prison.

His daughter Charlie was waiting for him in the car. "Hello there father!"

"Charlie you amazing daughter you! Good job getting me the watch sweetie." Lucifer got in the car and sped for downtown, he changed back to normal.

They had a news reporter to kidnap.

"Make sure to come on down for the General day celebrations. I'm Adam Kadmon, for 69 news." Adam gave the signal to his camera man Alastor to turn the camera off.

Alastor smiled. "And cut, that was amazing the stuff they get you to say."

Adam crossed his arms. "I wrote that piece myself Al."

"Oh, well it's amazing they let such art on the news."

Adam rolled his eyes playfully. "Good save."

Alastor places his camera in the news van. "Why don't we, uh, blow this joint?"

"Oh come on we can stay and enjoy the General day celebrations!" Adam gestured around, it was a beautiful day with clear sunny skies.

Alastor frowned and looked away. "Well if I was the General, the Devil wouldn't be Kidnapping you all the time." He started going on this long rant, Adam learned to tune him out years ago.

All Adam can do is shake his head. Yeah getting kidnapped was annoying but it also got him paid leave. What he didn't notice was the invisible window rolling down. A nozzle was aimed at Adam's face spraying him in the face. "What the-" Adam felt dizzy, he fell back as his world went dark.

Charlie grabbed him before Adam hit the ground and drove off. Lucifer smiled wide as Adam was laid across his back seat unconscious. "We met again, news reporter Adam Kadmon.~"

Adam came to a while ago tied to a chair in Lucifer's lab. He was rather annoyed. "You promised me that you’d get me ribs the last time you kidnapped me."

Lucifer sucked air through his teeth. "Sorry darling, I was in a rush you know, just escaped from prison and stuff. Would the next time be okay?" He said sweetly, honestly they spent so much time together over the years he should have food on hand for Adam.

"Would be but there won’t be a next time."

Lucifer raised a brow at him as he took a seat. "That's what you think. There will be a time after this and another after that."

Adam could only shake his head. "Why though? I don't exactly do much but sit here and look good."

Lucifer leaned back in his chair , grin never leaving. "We all have our part to play and the helpless damsel is yours."

That pissed Adam off. "Fuck you I'm not helpless. And you're not scary."

Lucifer scoffed and stood up getting closer to Adam. "Oh I’m not scary?! So you wouldn’t be scared if you saw these eyes at night?!"

Adam merely smirked. "Why would I be scared by piss yellow? I mean, I guess blood red could work, theoretically, but still." It was always fun getting under this guys skin.

Lucifer heard Charlie try to hold back a laugh. He shot her a look that made her giggles die down. "OH SO THE HORNS ARE SO NORMAL!?" He pointed to the horns protruding from his head.

Adam shrugged. "They look like you stuck two pipes on your head and then painted them red."

Lucifer felt his eye twitching, Adam was very pretty to look at but very sassy in the attitude department. "What about these?" He extended his six wings as far as he could to show them off.

Adam started laughing. "Pfft! Six poofy small wings? Scary? Are you shitting me?" He laughed a little more. "You look like you belong at a Comicon, you'll fit in with all the other short nerds."

"Excuse me!? What about these claws!" He flexed his claws close to Adams face.

The news reporter didn't flinch. "Yeah they look sharp, but they're dirty. Scariest thing there is the infection you could give someone."

Lucifer removed his hand, offended. "Hey! They are not that dirty." He started picking at his nails, sure enough some dirt was there. "You're mean for a news reporter."

Adam smiled. "Growing up on the streets hardens you like that."

Lucifer was taken aback by this, he never would have guessed that Adam had a difficult upbringing. "You grew up...?"

Adam rolled his eyes. "You heard me."

"Right." They say in silence for a long beat. "You know I also had a-"

"I don't care, man."

It was Lucifer's turn to shake his head "Wow okay, trying to have a moment."

Adam ignored him. "We have nothing in common man, you grew up in prison. My childhood may not have been perfect but it wasn't terrible." *

It made him rhinky about when his dad died. Adam didn't like to think about it. "I lived."

Lucifer hummed. "We have more in common than you think. The streets of Pentagram City are rough like prison. Just a matter of a building."

Adam blinked at him. "...... Are you a villain or a therapist?"

"I have time I can do both." He merely shrugged.

Adam groaned, he didn't have time for this. "Ugh, I wanna go home my shows on."

Lucifer looked around. What would it hurt? "I can get the tv for you if you want, we still have plenty of time."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Dad, I broke the tv last week." Charlie admitted nervously.

Lucifers jaw dropped. "Charlie! And you're just now telling me?"

Adam couldn't contain the laugh that found it's way out. "Oh, don't ever change Charlie, you're too funny."

"Thanks Adam!"

Lucifer scowled. "I'm funny!"

"Funny looking maybe."

Charlie giggled at that and earned a glare from her dad. "Sorry."

"Look here mister sassy pants." Lucifer went up and walked behind Adam and placed his hands on his shoulders. "Don't forget you're in my house, at my mercy."

Adam wasn't scared, by now he knew that Lucifer was all bark and no bite. "Oooou I'm so scared. I've been here, what? Maybe two hours? And the most you've done is touch my shoulder."

Lucifer, smirkes as he ran his hands up Adams neck to his hair, the soft brown locks tangled in his fingers before going back. He didn't miss the flinch. "Wait, are you ticklish?" Oh this was rich.

Adam scoffed. "No! Don't be dumb. Hey! Sto- HAHAHA!!"

"Awww." Charlie thought the moment was rather cute.

Lucifer chuckled. "Who's not funny now?"

"AHAHHA! NO- STILL NOT YOU! HAHAHHHHAH!" Adam laughed loudly, he was laughing so hard he was crying.

"Charlie get the camera!" Lucifer wanted to record this. Add to his collection.

"Charlie no! HAHA!"

"Charlie yes!"

Charlie grabbed the camera. "Got it!"

"STAHP!!! HAHAHA!! NO FAAAAIR HAHAHA!!"

Lucifer grinned even wider. "Evil is never fair dear." He moved to tickle Adams ribs.

The brunette howled with laughter. "NOO!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Adam tried to wiggle away from the devilish fingers tickling him. He did manage to free his right hand at some point.

Lucifer was elated, never has Adam been so much at his mercy. "HAHA! Now I’m-"

"Ah ha!" Adam reached back to touch one of Lucifer's wings.

Lucifer was stunned. "How’d you-!" He couldn't dwell on it long cause Adam's hand brushed his wing. "DON'T TOUCH-" He couldn't help the cooing sound that left his mouth. He was fucking mortified.

It was Adams turn to be stunned. "What. The fuck. Was that?"

Lucifer turned red, he was glad Adam couldn't see his face. "YOU HEARD NOTHING!!"

Adam giggled, not believing what he heard. "Awww, the big, evil, strong Devil, coos like a fucking bird!? HA!" Adam laughed a little more. "That's rich."

Lucifer would take any victory no matter how small. "Ha! You said I'm evil and strong I have that shit recorded!"

Adam thought if he rolled his eyes anymore they'd fall out if hus damn head. "Whatever man, do it again. These are actually real?" He made a move to touch them again, only for Lucifer to step out of reach.

"Yes they are real! Don't touch. Charlie be a dear and get the handcuffs the rope seems faulty."

"Don't be a baby! Can I get a bottle of water I think I cried all my fluids out." Adam asked her nicely and the girl couldn't help but comply.

"Sure Adam!"

Lucifer slapped himself on the forehead. "Charlie......" Sometimes she was a little too nice.

"Thank you, Charlie." Adam said sweetly.

Lucifer growled. "Handcuffs first!"

"You can’t keep kidnapping me if I die out of thirst right?"

"Meh."

Wow, real nice Adam thought bitterly. Charlie pranced over to them. "Here Adam! And here are the handcuffs dad!"

Adam drank the cool water as Lucifer waited impatiently so he could cuff his hands behind his back. When he was done Adam felt Lucifer click the cuffs on him, he swore it was just his imagination when he felt a clawed hand linger near his.

The sound of a timer beeping broke the moment. "OH! IT’S TIME! IT’S TIME SWEETIE!" Lucifer cheered, he was sure today was going to be the day he bested The General!

"You're such a nerd." Adam commented. Lucifer came over and placed a rag in his mouth. "Mmph!"

"Shhh." Lucifer ran a finger along Adams jawline and stopped at his chin. Adam's honey brown eyes narrowed and he spat out the rag, it hit Lucifer in the face. "Really?"

"Boo. Yes, really."

The General gasped when he saw Adam on the holographic screen. "Adam! Don't worry I'll save you from that evil monster."

Adam merely blinked, used to this. "Not in danger big guy." Lucifer and Michael bantered back and forth until Michael flew for where they were only for it to be empty. Adam braced for impact only to be confused when nothing happened. "Huh?"

Lucifer chuckled and pushed a button opening the wall. "You didn't think you were in the real observatory did you, Adam?"

Well this was a first. "Well shit."

Lucifer grinned he felt so triumphant. "OH SHIT INDEED! Get the death ray ready Charlie!"

"Death ray, readying!" She pushes a button, the death ray up in space got ready.

Lucifer projected himaelf from a hologram in the real observatory. "Over here old friend ~ In case you haven’t noticed, you fell right to my trap!"

"You can't trap justice! It's an idea, a belief, a-"

"Boring! Ugh, you're boring. And now you die! Right...... now!" Everyone blinked when nothing happened. "Charlie dear, shoot him."

"Yes dad just as soon as it's done charging."

Lucifer could not fucking believe this. "Charlie! I told you to have shit ready to go, I've told you countless times."

"Oh look your plan is failing." Adam mocked with a smirk.

"Quiet sassy!"

"Is that my contact in your phone? Sassy?"

"Maybe if you gave me your number."

"As if."

Lucifer sighed, well this was a bust. "This plan really shit the bed. Chao all!" He started to leave.

"Same time next Thursday?" Adam asked half sarcastic. Charlie came over to untie Adam.

"Titty sprinkles!"

Everyone paused. "Did he just say titty sprinkles?" Charlie asked.

Lucifer came back over. "What the fuck?"

Michael hit the walls but couldn't break them. "Fish crackers! I’M TRAPPED!"

"Oh lord. Did you hit your head while getting here or some shit? What kind of tricks are you playing?" Lucifer would nor fall for any hero tricks.

"You devilish maniac! Your dark powers finally paid off!"

"It has?" What the fuck was he playing at!?

Michael laid on the ground. "This dome- Is obviously covered with steel!"

"Yeah so?"

"Umm, dad?" Charlie pointed to the ray that was about to shoot.

"Steel.. It drains my powers..!"

"Your weakness… Is steel? Seriously?" This was hard to believe for Lucifer. The death ray went off and the real observatory blew up, the explosion shook the ground and Lucifer was hit by a flying object which turned out to be Michaels skeleton. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Adam couldn't believe what he was seeing, The General couldn't be dead. "Oh my god....."

Charlie came over to stand by her dad. "You....... You did it dad."

Lucifer almost didn't register the words. "I did it..... HOLY SHIT I DID IT!! THE PENTAGRAM CITY IS MINE!!" He cheered and jumped for joy. After all these years!

Adam's jaw dropped. "What the fuck just happened......."

Lucifer turned to face Adam and smirked, he walked over to him feeling ten feet tall. "THAT my dear Adam," he grabbed his chin and tilted his head up to lock eyes with him. "Is victory." He grinned wider, for the first time Adam actually looked genuinely worried.

Okay I would be pretty scared if I saw this at night, Adam thought as Lucifer's demonic glowing red and yellow eyes bore into his own sending a shiver down his spine. "W-what are you gonna do now?"

"NOT SO COCKY NOW, ARE WE?! HAHA! Oh are you scared now? Don't worry, I won't hurt you Adam." His hold on Adams chin was firm, his grin never leaving. Adam flicked his gaze away, Lucifer's eyes were too intense. "Awww are you shaking?" Was he? Adam hadn't noticed, he was too afraid.

Good, maybe now Adam would take him and his villianly seriously. "Charlie, be a dear and take Adam home. We have much planning to do."

"Yes dad." Charlie untied Adam and blind folded him and guided him out. He was so numb he didn't fight her.

It didn't take long before he was dragged to the front of his apartment building. Charlie removed the blind fold. "Sorry, we’re just so happy, can you blame us?"

Adam looked at her, still numb. "I..... Can't."

Charlie stood there little awkwardly. "So uh, see ya. Or we won’t, and also we won’t be here to kidnap you this Thursday as I guess." Adam didn't answer her. "Oh and dad made this for you. For your help all these years. We saved it for our winning day." She gave him a rubber duck, it looked like him. Charlie got back in the car and left Adam all alone.

"Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me." As he looked at the rubber duck.

What fresh Hell awaited him and the rest of the city?

[babymetaldoll]

Baby, I'm yours - Chapter twelve: "Until the rivers all run dry"

Summary: It's the big day! Ready for your wedding with Spencer Reid? 

Warnings: Ok, seriously, this is the fluffiest thing I've ever written. You've been warned. Smut. Also, is it just me or JJ wasn't talking in plural during his conversation with Spencer? 

Word count: 8.8K

A/N: Thank you so much for sharing this journey with me! I hope you enjoyed it! Thank you for all the comments and feedback. I hope to see you around for the third and final part of this saga in a few months 

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(Y/N)'s point of view

Finally, it was the day. I was ready and a few minutes away from marrying Spencer Walter Reid. I loved saying his entire name, and I was very excited to know that was about to become my last name as well. If you ask me, I never imagined, not even in my wildest dream, that day was ever going to become real. Yet there I was, in my white dress, locked in a room with my mother and Lu, after the wedding planner had taken everyone else out to start the ceremony, waiting the last couple of minutes to become Mrs. Reid.

The whole day had been a blur. Mom woke me up extra early that morning. Everything was ready and packed, but she insisted we share one last family breakfast. It was nice, I have to admit it, but I missed at least an extra hour of sleep, that I really needed, 'cos I had barely closed my eyes the prior night. I tried my best to sleep, but I was too excited to even close an eye. Spencer and I talked on the phone until late, trying to understand what was going on. We were both pretty shocked at what was about to happen. It felt like a dream. A dream I didn't want to wake from. Never.

- "Are you sure you wanna marry me, chipmunk?"- he had whispered on the line as I rolled in bed, frowning.

- "Why do you ask? Are you having cold feet?"- I questioned back, and I heard him chuckle immediately.

- "Never. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you way before I even realized I was in love with you."

- "Then why do you ask?"

- "Because..."- Spencer made a long pause and I sat on my bed, knowing exactly what was going through his mind.

- "If you say it's because you think I can have a better guy than you, I'm going to our apartment just to smack you, hon"- I thought he was going to laugh, or at least chuckle, but he didn't.

- "I don't want you to wake up one day and realize you could have done better."

It was heartbreaking to know Spencer wasn't just scared and nervous before the wedding. He actually thought he wasn't enough for me. He just didn't realize how much he deserved every good thing that happened to him, and every ounce of happiness life could give him.

- "You are so lucky I'm gonna marry you, Spencer Walter Reid."- I whispered hearing his breathing at the other side of the line. I could basically see him laying on our bed, staring at the ceiling in his old Caltech shirt.

- "Why?"

- "Because I am making it my life purpose to show you how much you deserve to be happy. And trust me, I am making you so happy you won't even believe it's real"- finally, Spencer chuckled and I smiled at that sound. My heart fluttered and my stomach filled with butterflies. Yes, that still happened. That's how much I love him.

- "I already can't believe how happy you make me, ma cherie."

- "Well, get ready, it's gonna get even better."

And there I was, standing in front of a gigantic mirror, staring at my reflection. I was wearing a wedding dress, holding a bouquet, and making my best not to cry.

- "Hey, are you ok?"- Lu asked as she stood behind me and rested her chin on my shoulder- "You are not overthinking anything, are you?"

- "No,"- I smiled at her and sighed- "I just can't wait to get married. That's all."

- "That's good! That's how you should be feeling."

- "Thank you for your patience all these years, Lu"- I had to say it, 'cos it was true. My friends had been so patient with our whole process, dealing with our feelings and finally facing how we felt. I know it took a long while, and it had been quite frustrating for everybody.

- "It's ok. I'm glad it finally happened and you stopped being afraid of your feelings. If you had kept me waiting for another year, I would had smack you, though."- I laughed and hugged Lu tight just when a knock on the door finished our conversation and dad walked into the room. He looked at me and smiled.

- "Peanut, you look gorgeous."

- "Thank you, dad."

- "Your groom is ready."- and at those words, my heart stopped- "I left him waiting to start walking to the altar. So, are you ready to marry your doctor?"- I nodded and started walking toward him.

- "Wait, (Y/N), watch out with your dress!"- mom argued as I nearly tripped with my own veil- "Jesus, I had never seen anyone so eager to marry before."- Sofia joked as she helped me fix all the extra fabric from my dress.

- "Sorry, I'm just excited."

- "That I can see, peanut."- mom kissed my cheek and walked with Lu to the door - "See you there, Mrs. Reid."

Her words nearly brought tears to my eyes. I simply nodded and watched her walk away with my friend. I locked my arm with my dad's as we started walking outside my room. The photograph was there, as well as the wedding planner, making sure everything was on schedule. But I didn't even hear her. I only had one thought in my mind. In a few more minutes I was going to marry Spencer. Time couldn't pass fast enough.

Spencer's point of view

I gave up trying to fix my tie after the eighth try. I've been standing in front of the mirror, alone in the bathroom, for at least ten minutes, trying to finish getting ready for the ceremony. We are a few minutes away from walking to the altar, and I can't get this tie right. It's exasperating, my ties have always been slightly crooked, and I can deal with that on a regular workday. But not today. Today I want everything to be flawless. This is the most important day of my life and I want to remember it as it deserves to be: perfect.

- "Spencer?"- mom knocked on the door and took me from my thoughts- "Are you ready? The planner says three more minutes."

I opened the bathroom door and saw my mom in her dress, looking as beautiful as ever. Her eyes watered up as she stared at me, holding he hands together against her chin and fighting the tears. Just as I was doing.

- "My boy! You look ravishing!"- she said and wrapped her arms around me in a second. I did the same, holding her close to my body. In the room were also Frank, Mikey, and chief (Y/L/N). They had spent the last few hours with me, helping me with any detail I could think of. From getting me a whisky for the nerves to talking about any random thing just to keep me sane.

- "Mom, can you give me a hand with my tie?"- I whispered, and she tried to fix it for me. But I could tell how nervous she was, 'cos her hands shook for a few seconds.

- "I don't think... I don't... I can't do this, Spencer,"- she whispered, frowning, clearly frustrated.

- "Don't worry, I am not good at it myself."- I held her hands and smiled at her, trying to comfort her. Chief (Y/L/N) walked over and asked me to take a look. He grabbed my tie, pulled and tightened it, and in a few seconds, he left it perfect.

- "I was very bad at this, but my grandfather taught me when I was still in high school. He had this trick to tie the perfect knot every time."

With one big smile, chief (Y/L/N) taught me to tie my tight, taking me back to a moment I never got to share with my own father. There was a big blank space in my life, where all these memories should have been. And it broke my heart for a moment to think how alone my mother and I had been for so long.

- "See? It's simple"- Chief (Y/L/N) smiled at me and tapped on my back as I nodded, staring at my now perfect tie- "And if you need help with anything else around the house, you know you can count on me."

I nearly cried at those words. He didn't know what it meant to me. My heart felt full of love, and for once, I could feel I was part of a family that wasn't just me and my mom. There was a dad, I had a new brother, friends, and people around me who loved me and cared for me. You don't understand, and I don't think I can begging to explain how much that meant to me.

This explains why instead of articulating an answer, I just nodded at him and smiled. Chief (Y/L/N) didn't push for any answer from me, but he opened his arms and wrapped them around me.

- "I know you hate hugs, but you are fucked, kid. You are part of this family now."- I smiled and tapped on his back a few times, returning the hug.

- "It's time"- the wedding planner walked in and ended what felt like the nicest moment I had ever had with my father-in-law. He let me go and tapped my face a few times.

- "I'll put an eye on your wife, and take her to the altar, ok kid?"

- "Thank you, sir."

I held my mother's hand waiting for the sign to walk to the altar. All my groom's men had already made their way in, along with aunt Ethel, (Y/N)'s mother, and Phoenix, my new brother. I never imagined I would have a brother, somehow he made it easy. He never judged me or made fun of me. Just teased me, but I guess it came with the job.

- "Let me be honest with you, Spencer"- Phoenix was drunk when he opened his heart at my bachelor party - "I never imagined peanut would ever get married. Don't get me wrong, it's just that... dude, she is weird! She is the biggest nerd I've ever met!"- I chuckled at his words, thinking I was even a bigger nerd than she was.

- "But I know you love her, and you'd do anything for her. I'm glad she found you."- Phoenix laughed and offered to shake my hand, but I opened my arms and wrapped them around him, feeling how he tapped my back a few times.

- "Welcome to the family, doc. Hope you like soccer and football, 'cos we watch a lot of those on the weekends."

It was finally our moment to walk to the altar. I looked at my mother and tried to read her micro-expressions. She was so nervous her hands shook as she held onto me. For a second, it was scary, but then I noticed her smile and the way she was staring at me.

- "You are no longer a kid, Spencer. I've known this for years now. But today, I can not deny I miss holding you in my arms, protecting you from the world."

- "Mom..."- I felt a knot in my throat as she shook her head and sighed.

- "You better give me grandchildren soon, 'cos I wanna spoil them rotten while I'm healthy."- I chuckle at her words, picturing her surrounded by my babies. The image warmed my heart and filled my eyes with tears. It was gonna happen, I knew it.

- "I promise you, we will give you as many grandchildren as we can."

The walk down the aisle was short. All our friends and family were seated in two rows, making the entire walk a very emotive moment, filled with memories. But sooner than I imagined, I was standing in front of the altar, staring at the door, waiting for my bride. I looked at the bridesmaid and the flower girls walking, but honestly, I paid little attention. I knew (Y/N) had texted me earlier, telling me to wait for her, and promising she would be there, but I still felt anxious and nervous. What if she got cold feet? What if she realized she was about to marry a nerd and decided she deserved better?

- "I don't deserve you, chipmunk"- I told her once, in the privacy of our apartment, baring my heart and soul to her, finally dealing with all my insecurities. And what did she do? She just shook her head slowly and showered me with love.

- "Never say that again, honey bunny. I love you because you are the best man on earth. I am proud of everything you do. I am lucky you are mine and I'll always do whatever it takes to make you happy."

It was my life purpose to make her happy every day for the rest of my life.

There was a silence that lasted less than a second, and suddenly, the band started playing a song we picked on piano, but that at that exact moment, didn't care to me at all, 'cos there she was. My bride. Standing at the other side of the room, holding her father's arm, staring at me with tears in her ayes, and smiling so bright I was sure she could overshadow the very sun.

My breath caught in my throat, and I almost chook. She was gorgeous. She was a princess, an angel, a dream. Everybody stood up and turned to her, as I was unable to move. I just glued my eyes at hers and waited impatiently for her to make her way all the way to the altar so I could touch her, feel her next to me, tell her she was the love of my life, the reason I existed. The only good thing that had ever happened to me.

I felt like a corny asshole at that point, but if there is a moment in life you can be corny, that's at your wedding.

My hands were shaking as I took a few steps and walked to her and her father, my eyes never leaving hers as she continued smiling at me.

- "You look..."- I started, but nearly burst into tears. (Y/N) giggled as she stood in front of me, and her father looked at both of us, with what I think was a proud smile.

- "Ok kids, you take it from here."- Chief (Y/L/N) joked. He held (Y/N)'s hand and placed it on mine, and for a moment, his face was serious, yet still filled with excitement as he turned to me- "I am trusting you the most important person I have, Reid. I know you will take care of her, and give her all the love she deserves."

- "Dad..."- I knew (Y/N) was about to argue she could take care of herself, so I just nodded and caressed her hand on mine with my fingers.

- "I will give everything I have to make her happy"- I managed to say, feeling my voice about to break with emotion. (Y/N) sighed and kissed her father's cheek, as he looked at her in adoration. A look I could not only understand but share with him.

- "I love you, dad."

- "I love you too, peanut."

The second it was just the two of us, I took a deep breath and smiled at my bride. She was glowing, her eyes brightening, and her hand holding my arm tight.

- "Ready?"- I asked her and she nodded, smiling even brighter. We took the last few steps together, and stood at the altar, in front of our friends and family, ready to make a commitment for a lifetime.

If you ask me, I know there is a part of my brain that focused on the whole ceremony. I know the officiant talked a lot, and we sat and listened. But if you want me to be honest, I could only look at (Y/N) and think about how lucky I was, and how we had gotten there after so many years.

- "How old are you?"- those had been her very first word to me, the day she got to the BAU after Hotch introduced her to the team. I still remember how badly I tried to answer, but I couldn't make any sound but an awkward stutter.

- "He's twenty-four"- Elle had to answer for me, making me feel like a complete loser, absolutely embarrassed in the first two minutes after saying hello- "His birthday was a few weeks ago."- and at those news, (Y/N) smiled even bigger and looked at me so excited, I felt my heart skipping a beat.

- "Congratulations! I'm twenty-four too! I'm so happy I'm not the youngest! My brother teased me about it for the last couple of days and got me all freaked out."

I didn't know it back then, but I am pretty sure that was exactly when I fell for her. And since that day, my love for her had only grown.

- "I was told the bride and groom had decided to write their own vows."- the officiant announced as (Y/N) and I stood up and looked into each other's eyes. I was really having a hard time making an effort not to cry, and I could feel my bride fighting the tears inside as she just stared at me, smiling.

Frank moved closer to me and tapped on my shoulder as he handed me the ring. I felt my hand shaking as I took it, and cleared my throat, preparing to say my vows. The officiant moved the mic closer to me and for a moment I was very aware of how everybody around me was about to hear me being cheesy. But I didn't let that discourage me. I quickly realized they had seen me doing that already, so that wasn't anything new.

- "Chipmunk"- I started and already had to make a short pause, 'cos tears nearly started falling down my cheeks. - "I've loved you since the day I met you. There is no doubt of it, trust me, I have an eidetic memory and can read 20 thousand words per minute."- I watched her chuckle at my words as I held both her hands, staring at her in devotion.

- "In the words of one of my favorite authors, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle: You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought."- I made another pause and took a deep breath as I focused on her smile. - "I love you, and I will always do. You are the light of my life, the air in my lungs, and the reason I try to be a better man every day. Who I am today is in a big part who you made me, and that's why I know how much I want to grow old by your side."

I slide the ring onto her finger and kissed it, feeling a few tears falling from my eyes as I stare at her. (Y/N) bit her lips and just smiled in silence for a few seconds as Frank moved closer to her and handed her the ring.

- "Spencer, I had never been much cheesy or romantic until we started dating, something that most of our friends and family thought might never happen 'cos it took us a little to face our feelings."- she joked and the entire room laughed at her words.

- "But since we've been together, everything cheesy made sense. All the lovey-dovey things I always made fun of, are now everything I wanna do with you. I wanna cuddle and kiss you, and sleep feeling your arms around me."- (Y/N) made a pause and smiled at me - "And 'cause I am also a nerd, I also brought one of my favorite author quotes, which I feel explains just how much I love you."

I chuckled at her words and watched her wipe a few tears as she stared at me and smiled one more time.

- "He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."- I recognized Emily Brontë's quote as (Y/N) recited it.- "I never imagined I'd feel that way with someone until I met you. I love you, Spencer, and I just wanna make you happy until my last day on earth."

I don't know how I managed not to burst into tears as (Y/N) said those words and slid the ringer down my finger. She held my hand and kissed it, then she stared at the ring in my hand with a soft chuckle.

- "Having pledged your love and promise to one another today in front of all of your friends and family and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

I chuckled as soon as I heard those words. My bride. My wife. I cupped her face with both hands and kissed her lips sweetly, feeling her melting at my touch.

- "Congratulations! Friends and family, it is my honor to introduce to you: Mr. and Mrs. Reid!"

(Y/N) giggled against my lips and looked at me, moving from my embrace.

- "Hello, Mr. Reid."- she whispered as her eyes were still glued to mine. I smiled and kissed her one more time, as our friend started clapping.

- "Hello, Mrs. Reid."- I replied and held her hand- "Ready?"

(Y/N)'s point of view

I was married to Spencer Walter Reid. It wasn't a drill, not a dream, not even a crazy hallucination. The man holding my hand was my husband in front of the law and god. After we walked out of the ceremony and had a bunch of pictures taken around the venue, some of them alone, some with our families, we finally had a minute for ourselves. I grabbed his hands and walked him back to my room for a little moment alone before the celebration started.

Spencer closed the door behind his back and turned to me with the biggest smile I'd ever seen on his face in all the years I had known him.

- "Mrs. Reid."

- "Mr. Reid"- I replied and walked to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and holding him tight against my body as I kissed him.

- "I can't believe we actually did it"- he whispered and bit my lower lip as he continued kissing me, making me moan softly as he did- "You are mine, ma cherie."

- "Yours"- I repeated, and felt his tongue playing between my lips- "Please, husband."- I started begging before he actually even touched me.

- "What does my lovely wife needs?"

- "You."- I mumbled and kissed him with a passion and love that made him tumble for a second.

- "My wife."- he whispered and held me in place just by wrapping his arms around my waist. But his hands didn't stay in place for much longer, they started roaming my back as we continued kissing, and quickly, they reached my breast, on top of the fabric.

- "Love the dress."- he murmured- "But it's getting on the way."

- "Rip it, I don't care, just fuck me, please."- he groaned in response, raising part of the fabric on my dress, trying to find my legs.

But...

- "Guys? Are you there?"- Penelope knocked on the door and we both froze- "Please don't tell me you are already getting jiggy with it! everybody is trying to find you to start the celebration!"

I sighed, but Spencer didn't move. He caressed my legs with his hands and looked at me with darkened eyes filled with lust as soon as he felt my garter.

- "I don't think I'll be able to hold it until tonight."- he whispered and I giggled.

- "You might have to. I don't think a quicky would be a proper first fuck after saying I do. I'm gonna need all your love and dedication."

- "Are you the same woman asking me to rip her wedding dress off her body a minute ago?"- my husband teased and I bit my tongue as I smiled at him and slowly started fixing our outfits.

- "I am the same woman, and you can rip this off if you want, but tonight, in our room."

- "Guys?"- Pen knocked on the door one more time and Spencer sighed, resigned, as he replied loudly.

- "In a minute, Garcia!"- I placed a hand on his pants, feeling how hard he was under his clothes. He groaned at my touch, but I simply shook my head and sighed.

- "Just a few more hours. We waited over a week."

- "You better be ready, ma cherie, 'cos I don't think I'll be gentle."- I chuckled and nodded.

- "I'm counting on it, husband."

Fact: I have never been a fan of being the center of attention. And I just remembered it as soon as I walked down the aisle during the ceremony. The second time I realized it was the moment we walked into the hall for the reception. The biggest difference was that on that occasion, my husband was holding my hand and helping me stay calm. Though, if you ask him, he would say he was the one freaking out.

- "Ladies and gentlemen, Mrs. and Mr. Reid"- I held his hand as the doors opened and all our friends and family started clapping as we walked in.

- "If I know all the people in this room, why am I so nervous?"- I asked my husband as we waved.

- "Social anxiety likely arises from a complex interaction of biological and environmental factors"- he said as he turned to me with a warm smile- "But right now, I am sure your anxiety is based on the fact we just got married and there are a lot of emotions running down your brain."

- "That and your family and my family are in the same room with our friends. A lot can go wrong."- I replied the second my mother and father appeared by my side, wrapping their arms around me at the same time, in the most awkward and crowded hug ever.

- "Congratulations, baby"- mom held me especially tighter and kissed my cheek.

- "I can't breath!"- I argued as I tried to move from her embrace. But just when I thought she was gonna let me go, she added Spencer in the mix, wrapping her arm around him too and pressing him against me.

- "Welcome to the family, son!"- dad looked at my husband and smiled- "I told you, you are fucked, we hug a lot."- and Spencer just smiled.

Everybody hugged us, and soon we were moved to the center of the room for our first dance.

- "I'm so glad we are only getting married once."- I joked and Spencer nodded.

- "Me too. I really wanna enjoy things, but I feel very awkward everyone is staring at us the whole time."

Spencer held my hand as "Baby, I'm yours" by the Artic Monkeys started. I rested my head against his shoulder when he held me closer to his body, and slowly we started moving around the dance floor. It took us a long time to pick the song for that day, and after going through basically our entire music collection, we found the one song that described exactly how we felt on our wedding day. I was his, and he was mine. That was in my mind the entire time I stood on that dancefloor, swinging slowly.

- "I love you, ma cherie."- Spencer whispered and kissed the top of my head. I moved from his shoulder and stared at him in adoration.

- "I love you too, honey bunny."

- "Thank you for being my wife."- I felt my heart skip a beat at those words. I wasn't sure I would ever get used to being called "wife" by him. He had been my best friend for so many years, and I had denied my feelings for him for so long, that turning into his wife less than six months after we started dating was still unbelievable.

- "Thank you for asking."- I replied and smiled at him, trying to cover the emotional tears that filled my eyes with a funny comment. But he saw through me, and kissed me, his lips lingering against mine so softly and so slowly, I sighed in contentment.

- "Just you and me, forever."- I whispered and rested my forehead against his.

- "And our babies."- he added, blushing. I giggled and nodded.

- "All the babies you want, honey."

During dinner, speechless started. I always felt that was a very awkward part of weddings. And I never imagine how stressful it would be to hear your friends and family talk about you and your husband in front of everybody. Especially when my father stood up, held his glass, and with one evil smirk, turned to me saying.

- "I'm sure my lovely daughter is freaking out right now."- I even closed my eyes for a second, as everybody laughed at his words. Spencer held my hand and kissed it, trying to comfort me.

- "But don't worry, peanut, I am not going to embarrass you today. I hope."- dad looked at me and smiled- "I'm just here to share the story of how I discovered this was meant to happen. I remember the day I met Spencer. The team helped us with a case, and I was very excited 'cos it would be the very first time I'd work with my princess as an FBI agent. I don't know if many of you have had the experience of working with one of your kids, but for me, it was a very nerve-wracking situation."- everybody chuckled again and I smiled at dad, who had already a few tears in his eyes.

- "I've always known she is an incredible professional, and the job she and her team get done at the BAU is spectacular. But when you have to work shoulder by shoulder with the person you changed diapers to... it's hard."

I noticed Rossi and Hotch smiling at those words, and I imagined what would happen if one of our kids with Spencer decided to get into the academy. We still had some time to worry about that, but it still sounded stressful already.

- "I met Spencer that day and it all made so much sense. How my daughter had told me so much about him since she joined the FBI. How close they were, even when my princess kept telling me she didn't want to cross the friendship barrier with anyone on the team, scared they might judge her. And there she was, joined by the hip to her teammate, working on a geographical profile together, talking in what seemed to be their own personal and secret language, and on top of that, getting in trouble with her Unit Chief and almost getting suspended for defending him from one of my men. Do you remember that, peanut?"

Everybody chuckled and I nodded, embarrassed, but moved by the memory. I had totally forgotten that had been the very first-time dad met Spencer. And I suddenly remembered I had been more than rude to that cop for being an asshole with my now husband.

- "If you ask me, that's when I knew what you two had was strong and real. And though it took you a long time to finally deal with your feelings, this was always the outcome I expected from you two. Spencer, I told you, you are my son and I welcome you to this family with arms wide open. I know you make my princess very happy... just remember we all have concealed carry permits in the family, just in case you fuck up."- everybody laughed at the threat (one I knew dad would do, without a doubt) and then he raised his glass.

- "To (Y/N) and Spencer!"

Hotch stood up next and looked at us with a wide smile on his face. I thought for a moment Spencer would be sad to know Gideon didn't reply to our invitation, but after all, he had been gone for so long, he never wrote or tried to contact Spencer ever again. Maybe that was the way it was supposed to happen. Hotch was the closest father figure Spencer had, and they both knew it too.

- "When I first met Spencer, he only had two Ph.D. and he was ready to join the BAU."- Hotch started, and looked at my husband.- "At first, I wanted to add him to the team because of his brains, but sooner than later I knew there was something about him that brought a completely different approach to cases, and to the family we created along the way. But it wasn't until (Y/N) joined us that we all got to see a completely different side of Spencer. A side he would only show for her. Like Chief (Y/L/N) pointed out, it took them a long time to face their feelings, and we were all witnesses of their struggle, but of one thing I am sure, this is the outcome we were all waiting for.".

Aaron's words were heartwarming and brought tears to my and Spencer's eyes. My husband held my hand tighter as I knew made his best effort not to cry.

- "I am incredibly proud and happy of the man you've become, Spencer"- Hotch added- "And I am sure you two will be incredibly happy, and have the loving family you deserve, together. To Spencer and (Y/N)"- our Unit chief raised his glass and everybody cheered.

I know I hated toasts and weddings in general, but at that point, our wedding was the best I had ever been to. There is something so special about feeling everybody's love and care that made us both emotional and excited at the same time.

Spencer's point of view

It was already after midnight, and most of our guesses were on the dance floor, enjoying their time. Probably after way too many drinks, according to the dance moves they were performing. If you ask me, I had my share of drinks as well, which explained why I was dancing so freely, along with my wife. She was glowing and smiling the entire time. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

Until her brother grabbed her hand and started spinning her around.

- "Care if I take her from you for a song?"- he asked and I couldn't say no. I kissed her hand and watched her blushing as she walked to her brother. I turned around and headed to the bar to have a glass of water. There I found JJ, grabbing a drink for her and Will.

- "Hey! How are you doing? Enjoying your time?"- I asked her right away as I grabbed a bottle of water from the counter.

- "Yeah! It's a great party, Spence!"- she replied smiling- "And congratulations again for the whole wedding, I've been meaning to talk to you and..."- JJ didn't seem to find the right words to express what she was thinking, but she had already had probably a few extra drinks, so I just smiled and nodded.

- "Thank you. It means a lot to us that we can share this day with all of you. I know, like everybody has pointed out throughout the day, it took us a very long time to get together. And I remember once you called me to tell me how I had ruined our one date by not telling you how I felt, and that I couldn't waste my chances with (Y/N). That was a very special wake-up call for me."

I wrapped an arm around JJ and held her closer to me. For a moment, she didn't move, maybe shocked by my actions. But after a few seconds, she wrapped both her arms around me and hugged me tight.

- "You really mean a lot to me, Spence."- she whispered- "I know you were angry at me due to the whole lie I had to tell you about Emily. But I hope you know how much I love you and treasure your friendship."

- "We know"- I replied, on behalf of me and my wife, moving from JJ, though for a second her hands remained on my arms as we stood in front of each other- "We are both still sorry for how bad things got when Emily came back. But we are glad we left that behind us now."

JJ nodded and smiled at me. Her eyes were brightening, clearly filled with tears. It had been a night of many emotions, and I had shared my own couple of tears during the whole event.

- "Hey, there you are!"- Will showed up and smiled at us- "I thought you had forgotten about those drinks"

- "No!"- JJ chuckled and pointed at the glasses on the bar- "They are ready, I was just talking with the groom for a moment."

- "Congratulations again, Spence"- Will tapped on my shoulder smiling- "We are so excited and happy for you. You deserve all the happiness and love (Y/N) can possibly give you, which I know is a lot. Let's hope now JJ will want to marry me."

I chuckled at his words, not reading much between the lines. I knew Will wanted to tie the knot and JJ didn't think it was necessary. I always guessed she had commitment issues, considering how hard it had been for her to deal with everything at the beginning of their relationship.

- "Husband!"- (Y/N)'s voice made me turn and look for her on the dancefloor- "Help!"- she yelled, laughing, as Mikey and Frank surrounded her, in what seemed to be a very awkward and funny dance.

- "Excuse me, the wife needs me."- I said to my friends and basically ran towards (Y/N)- "Come here, ma cherie."- I wrapped my arms around her and started dancing with her, moving slowly, thought the song was very hype.

- "Hey! Are you gonna try to steal her from us now that you are married?"- Frank looked at me, raising an eyebrow, in a very funny and yet threatening way.

- "I could never do it even if I tried. Which I have never done, by the way."- I replied and shook my head- "You are the most important friends she has and I would never get in the way of you four, including Lu."

- "Well, only one of us will be the godfather of your firstborn, so I suggest you play your cards wisely."- Mikey added playfully, and (Y/N) hit his arm right away.

- "We are not having kids right away, so you better stop pushing us to pick a favorite!"

I smiled as I stared at the three of them, laughing and arguing at the same time, while Lu tried to settle the argument and get them to start dancing again. I couldn't help but think about the first time I ever met them, and how scared I was to even open my mouth in front of them. And now they were the best friends I could have ever imagined having.

- "So, what did you think of Tarah? And be honest."- Lu asked my wife when Frank left to dance with his girlfriend.

- "She is ok. Better than the last three girls he was interested in. This one might actually be an addition to the group."- (Y/N) replied and looked at her friend, as they frowned at her- "Ok, that was too fast, but she might join us from time to time if things go well."

- "That's more like it."- Mikey joked and wrapped an arm around (Y/N)'s shoulders- "I got you a belated wedding present, by the way. I broke up with Halley. You know, my girlfriend, the one you hated."- and in a second, my wife wrapped her arms around him and nearly jumped of excitement.

- "I'm so happy for you!! You deserve so much better!"

- "I know... I hate to admit you were right, but it's your wedding and... anything for the bride. So, you were right all along"

- "Thank you, Mikey. And also, I'm sorry it didn't work with Halley. I mean it. I want you to be happy."- (Y/N) added, looking honest. I knew she was. She loves her friends like brothers and though she hates their dates most of the time until this day, she just wants what's best for them. That was one of the many things I loved about her: how much she gave to the people she loved. Including me, ever since we met.

(Y/N) made me feel good about who I was ever since the first time we talked. She encouraged me to be myself around her, and eventually, around everybody else. She taught me to have friends, good friends, and how to be a part of something. We were part of our little gang, and now we were about to start our own family. She made me a better man, even a better professional. But most of all, she made me feel human when I felt I didn't belong anywhere.

She was the only one who cared when I was struggling to stay sober, and the one who healed my wounds when I got shot in the leg. She even took me to Hawaii after I got anthrax, under the idea that the sea air might be good for my lungs. (Y/N) was who I cared about the most in the team, and in the entire world. I knew I would take a bullet for her at any given time. And considering our job, that was always a possibility.

I was now wearing a ring that meant everything to me. It meant she was my wife, the person who chose to spend the rest of her life with me. It meant I had made the promise to love her, cherish her, and keep her safe. And honestly, that was my plan even before confessing to her how much I love her.

- "Hey, are you ok?"- (Y/N) looked at me and found me lost in thoughts. I just smiled and cupped her face with both hands as we stood in the middle of the dancefloor, staring at each other.

- "I just love you, so much."- and she giggled as her eyes shone. Her lips reached mine and she kissed me softly.

- "I love you more."

- "I swear, I love you even more than you could ever imagine"- I argued, shaking my head, with a silly smile on my face.

- "So this is how we are going to start our marriage, uh? Fighting."- my wife replied, making me laugh.

- "Never, I don't ever wanna argue with you, ma cherie."

- "Are you gonna be pussy whipped, Dr. Spencer Reid?"- (Y/N) teased me, as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and we started to slowly dance to whatever song that was playing at the moment.

- "I thought it was implied. I have been your slave ever since we first met. And I plan to be your slave until my last day on earth."

- "That sounds dangerously close to Gomez Addam, Spencer Reid."- she replied, blushing as she kept smiling at me.

- "That was the plan, ma cherie."- I answered and leaned in, kissing her neck. We just continued swinging on the dancefloor, at our wedding, surrounded by all our friends and family.

- "I might start speaking french then, mon sauvage."- my wife answered, whispering the words in my ear, and leaving a wet kiss on my neck. I had to bite my lip not to groan.

- "Just like Gomez, I can't control myself when you speak french, cara mia."

- "Ok, let's go. Now!"- my wife held my hand and started dragging me out of the dancefloor. I laughed, enjoying how transparent she was being- "We don't have to say goodbye or anything, let's just..."- but her words were interrupted when her mom stood in front of us.

- "Where are you guys going? The party is just starting!"

- "To our room."- (Y/N) didn't even flinch to reply, she just looked her mother in the eyes and smiled- "You said you wanted grandchildren."- Sofia stared at her daughter, shocked for a moment, but soon started laughing.

- "I'm guessing you won't be coming back"- Sofia asked and hugged (Y/N).

- "Say goodbye to the rest of the family for us."- my wife asked and smiled. Sofia turned to me and wrapped her arms around me as well. It was awkward yet funny and heartwarming.

- "Have fun kids!"

- "Shut up, mom!!"

We nearly didn't make it to our room. In our defense, it was on the other side of the building, and we had to walk and take the stairs. We had time to make out the entire way. In the hall, dark corners, you name it. By the time we got to our room, foreplay wasn't even on the table. I was ready to rip the dress off my wife's body. And that's what I in fact did.

At first, I honestly tried to be gentle, but all that fabric was clearly trying to make my night more challenging. There were so many buttons and clasps, I couldn't deal with them. My hands started shaking with anxiety and desperation. And my wife, of course, started teasing me.

- "What is it, doctor Reid?"- she knew just how much I loved when she called me that- "You can't get your wife naked?"- and that was it. The sound of the fabric in the back of the dress ripping was all we heard for a second. My hands quickly peeled it from her body, and (Y/N) bit her lower lip, suppressing a moan.

- "That was the hottest thing you've ever done."- she whispered and I smirked, holding her face and kissing her fiercely.

- "And that was just the start of it, ma cherie."

It had been eleven days since we had sex. Eleven days, four hours, and over thirty minutes. Not that I kept count. And maybe that was why that night something deeper than simple desire drove my actions. There was something primitive about it: hunger. I couldn't stop myself. I needed to have her, taste her, kiss every inch of her body. I wanted everything.

- "Mine"- I whispered against her skin every few inches, as I devoured her with kisses and bites. Her moans were the sweetest sound I had ever heard, and I was determined to keep her making them for the rest of the night.

- "You are mine too."- (Y/N) whispered and tangled her fingers in my hair, as she laid on our bed underneath my body.

- "I am yours, ma cherie."- I assured her and locked my eyes on hers for a moment. She was blushing, smiling, and giggling in bliss. That was how I wanted her to be for the rest of our lives.

She managed to take off all my clothes, and I made my best not to rip the lingerie from her body. She was wearing the loveliest white set I could have ever imagined and I made sure to engrave it in my eidetic memory as one of the most precious memories of my life.

- "I love you so much"- I whispered against her skin as I laid her on the bed. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me sweetly for a moment, in contrast to all the passionate kisses and touches we had shared since leaving the party.

- "I love you more, honey."- she murmured and smiled- "And I am really yours."

- "All mine"- I whispered and slipped into her as I did, with a soft and slow movement- "Shit, I missed you."

- "Me too, so much."- she murmured as she closed her eyes and our lips moved together. I kept my eyes open, staring at her, coming undone underneath me. I panted and tried my best to stay focused. I didn't want to come right away, and at that moment, it just felt too good.

- "Feels so good, hubby"- I heard her whispering as she smiled at me. I groaned and kissed her neck, increasing the pace of my thrusts in her, feeling her walls clenching heavenly around me.

- "I love you"- that was all I could say and think of at the moment. My hands traveled around her entire body, like a blind man reading a book. I wanted to memorize everything about that night. Her whimpers, her eyes, her smell, how warm and wet she felt around me. Every detail.

She smiled and cupped my cheeks with her hands, soft whines left her lips as I kept increasing the pace of my thrusts. She opened her mouth to speak, but no word left her lips, just soft moans.

- "I got you, ma cherie"- I whispered and kissed the tip of her nose- "Forever."- I held one of her breasts in my hand, toying with her hardened nipple between my fingers carefully. My mouth watering to wrap my lips around it, but at that minute, I couldn't move. I didn't want to stop staring into her eyes as she came underneath me. Her moans turned into soft yells as she reached her climax, carrying me with her in a matter of seconds. I spilled inside of her and stayed still after a few more thrusts, still staring at her, kissing the top of her nose and lips as she smiled at sighed.

- "Round one, done. What about round two after a nice shower?"- she asked and I smiled, caressing her cheek with my nose and leaving soft kisses on every inch of her skin that was available for me.

- "How about round two in the shower?"- I whispered and heard her giggling underneath me. I still didn't pull myself from her, 'cos I needed to feel her as close to me as possible for as long as I could. My wife smiled and nodded. She just stared at me for a few more minutes, kissing me with her arms wrapped tight around me.

- "Honestly, if this is how we are gonna spend our married life, I don't know why we didn't get married sooner."- she whispered and I chuckled.

- "I could spend the rest of my life with you like this, ma cherie."

- "And work?"

- "Fuck work"- she gasped at my answer and I just smiled, taking carefully some bangs of her from her forehead- "I just wanna be with you."

- "Well, you said you wanted kids. And when we have kids, we can't spend our lives naked in bed, we are gonna have to spend time with them."

My heart skip a beat as I heard those words, and I slowly moved from her and laid at her side, still making sure my arms were around her.

- "I can't wait to have babies with you."- I confessed feeling her lips on mine as soon as I finished talking.

- "Me neither. They are gonna be so cute. And so smart. Just like their daddy."- I chuckled and blushed at her words. Though I was naked next to her, that sentence was way more powerful.

- "So... are we gonna have kids soon?"- I dared to ask and my wife giggled.

- "I don't know. Are you ready for round two?"

I stared at her as she smiled at me and got off the bed. I opened my mouth to speak, but this time, I was speechless at the thought of having kids with her soon. It was the end of our single life. It was the start of our marriage. Of our family. And we still had so much to live and share, I just couldn't wait to start living it with her. 

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proposing (goodbye alternative)

pairing: Female Reader x Kim Namjoon word count: 2045 warnings: fluff, marriage proposal series masterlist A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

“Hey, I know it’s late… But can we meet? I really need to see you.”

You were a bit confused but your boyfriend's sudden text and need to see you.

You've been apart for a month due to his busy and overworked life as the leader of the most popular band in the world.

When this relationship started you knew full well that you weren't his top priority - that honor fell with his band members and his fans - so being away from him for long stretches of time was something you grew accustomed to, especially when it came to world tours.

You weren't going to deny that sometimes the fact that he was an idol wasn't difficult for you either, after all, he wasn't even supposed to be dating anyone so dates and meetups had to be done in secrecy and you couldn't really introducing to your friends for fear that they would start talking about it to anyone who would listen.

But even with all of that, you were still excited to see him.

Being in his arms after such a long time apart and being able to kiss him and just generally being around him was something you would always live for, no matter how many obstacles existed in your way.

“Sure❤ Do you wanna come over? Or I go to you? Or we can meet somewhere else?”

God, you sound needy…

“I'll pick you up.”

"Oh? where are we going?🤔"

"Secret😉"

You rolled your eyes at his antics but that didn't stop a smile on your face from forming.

“Okay😘 See you in a bit.”

You got to work quickly, changing your clothes and brushing your hair so that you would look presentable and not like you were laying on the couch, probably seconds away from falling asleep while the TV played something to serve as background noise.

As you were putting on your shoes you suddenly remembered something - the news that you had received this morning that was going to change both of your lives.

And since he wasn't going to tell you where he was taking you, you decided to be a surprise hoe yourself.

You searched around your house trying to find a box that would be big enough to fit the stick and photo - Was simply telling him easier? Yes. Was it as fun? No.

You were a bit scared at how he would react to the news, after all, he was the one that more to lose… but he had every right to know and respect his decision on what he wanted afterward.

The knock on the door sounded as you were the contents inside the box and putting the said box in your purse.

After taking one last look in the mirror you rushed towards the door and opened it.

There he was, in all of its glory, with a dimpled smile so bright that you swore it could've blind you. "Hey."

"Hi." Namjoon bent down to press his lips against yours, pulling away before you had a chance to deepen it. "I miss you so much baby, are you ready to go?"

"Yeah." to turned to lock the door and then wrapped your arms around his as both of you started walking. You just wanted to be close to him. "Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

His answer made you pout which in turn made him chuckle. "Whatever, I also have a surprise and I'm pretty sure it's better than yours."

"Oh?" that had his curiosity spiked, even if you were acting like a child trying to one-up him. "Have I told how amazing you look tonight?"

"Don't even try! You won't tell me yours, I won't tell you mine."

The entire walk to whatever place he was taking you was filled with you and Namjoon catching up on what either of you had been doing while separated, with kisses being shared in between pauses.

He had brought you to the Han River - which in insight you could've probably guess given how important it was to him - the both of you took a seat on a nearby bench.

You were snuggled up closer to him, arms wrapped around his middle and head on his shoulder. His arm around you, hand resting on your waist and his head leaning against yours. Both of you in silence, just basking in each other's presence as the moonlight shined upon the river's surface.

There weren't a lot of people in the streets which was perfect since neither of you had to hide your relationship and were free to show as much affection to each other as you wanted.

You just wished you were allowed to have more moments like this…

"You're probably wondering why I asked you to meet me."

"I just thought you wanted to be around my amazing presence," you gasped, faking shock. "You had an ulterior motive this entire time?" he bit your earlobe in retaliation, making you let out a whimper. "D-Don't do that in public!"

"Don't get sassy with me." he tilted your chin up and pressed a quick kiss on your lips before getting up from his seat.

Namjoon walked a few feet away from you and started walking back and forth while mumbling something under his breath. He did this for a couple of minutes before stopping, letting out a deep sigh and scratching the back of his head - all the while you kept watching him, wondering what was going on in his mind to have him act this way.

He walked up to you and took your face in his hands. "Okay… so I'm going to start talking about something that's really important to the both of us, so if you could please wait until I'm finished to say something…" your eyes widen in confusion at his words but you nodded anyway. "Thank you."

He took a step back and let out a deep breath. "F/N… We've been together for a while now, and I know it wasn't been easy on the both of us, me leaving you here all alone while I'm around the world performing and when we're together it always has to be done in secret so that no one will harass you and probably much worse and that's when I'm not too busy to even see you… I know that this wasn't what you had in mind when it came to dating…"

"But you can't imagine how happy you made me when you agreed to be my girlfriend." Namjoon got down on one knee and took your hands in his. "Every moment you spend with me makes me feel like the luckiest man in the world. You're there for me not only in the good moments but also during the bad ones, you're not afraid of calling me out when you think I'm overreacting and you always make sure I get enough food and sleep in my system to continue to be able to do what I enjoy so much… and you always know what to say whenever I feel like giving up, even if I'm on the other side of the world and wake you up in the middle of the time."

"I know that being with me isn't the easiest thing in the world but I thank God every day for not only meeting you but also for having the chance to hold you in my arms, to kiss you, to being able to call you mine… to love you and for being loved back."

"And that's why…" he let go of your hands and pulled a tiny box from his pocket and you swore you stopped breathing as tears started to run down your face. "I want to be able to keep doing it for the rest of my life because I know that you matter how hard things get in the future, I know we'll be able to get through them together…" he opened the box and inside was the most beautiful, and possibly the most expensive, ring you had ever seen in your life.

"F/N, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

You didn't know how long it passed since those words had come out of his mouth, you were in too much shock and it felt like time had been frozen around. You just kept staring at the ring, with tears coming out of your eyes, it felt like you had lost the ability to speak and think… but you knew one thing, you had to tell him the truth.

"I have something to tell you…" you rummaged through your bag and pulled out the box you had prepared and gave it to him. "You need to see this first." he opened his mouth to speak but to beat him to it. "Namjoon please." he put the ring box back in his pocket and took yours and opened it as fast as he could.

Inside he found one of those pregnancy test sticks with two lines showing and behind it was a picture of an ultrasound, which although small, was still able to show that there was indeed a fetus.

"I'm pregnant…" you said in a quiet voice, staring at the ground as the tears kept falling. Your mind kept on thinking of the worst scenario - what if he didn't want the baby? what if he decided that he no longer wanted to be with you because of it?

Namjoon suddenly pulled you into his arms and crashed your lips together in a hard kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck as his tongue slid inside your mouth and intertwining it in a dominance battle that he easily won,  one of his hands on your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him, and the other remaining on your face.

As you separated from breath he leaned his head against yours. "Marry me."

"Namjoon-"

"I'm not asking again because you're pregnant if that's what you're thinking," he took the words right out of your mouth. "I'm asking because I want you - both of you - in my life."

"Whenever we talked about our future, marriage and children were always on the table. Sure, maybe we did things a little out of order," you couldn't help the snort that escaped you as you started to wipe your tears. "But that doesn't matter because an unexpected baby isn't going to change my mind about wanting to spend the rest of my life with you and sure as hell isn't going to change my love for you."

You took in his words as fresh tears and the biggest smile you could muster started to form. "Yes… Yes, Namjoon I'll marry you."

At your words he immediately pulled the ring from his pocket, almost dropping it in all of his excitement, before carefully sliding it in your finger. You barely had a chance to look at it before he pulled you into his arms again and kissing you once more. "You have no idea how much all of this means to me."

"Told you my surprise was better than yours."

"Hum…" he pretended to think before pressing a peck on your nose. "I'd say we're on equal footing." he chuckled at the pout on your lips and kissing it. "Now, how are we going to do this?"

"Baby first, weeding later. They're both equally stressful situations and combining the two is just a recipe for disaster." you opened your mouth to say more but the only thing that came out was a yawn. "Can we talk about it more in the morning? I found out I was pregnant and got engaged on the same day, it's been quite the eventful day for me." you snuggled closer to him.

He pressed one last kiss against your temple before letting go of you and holding your hand. "Sure thing baby."

As the two of you started to walk back to your house, where he most likely would be spending the night, the feeling of euphoria filling the both of you and making you feel invincible as if there was nothing that could break it.

Marrying the person you love and having a child with them… There's nothing that can beat that feeling.

[firstkanaphans]

(counting the seconds anon here) If I didn't share an apartment with other people and I wasn't back to my status as a student, I would LITERALLY have already gone to a shelter to adopt a black cat and name it Cosmo!!!!! I'll keep it as a suggestion for when I finally am able to do it (once I go back to work), but the pain is REAL!

Aye taking on the dad role so effortlessly while Akk keeps freaking the hell out but also falling even deeper in love is too much for my poor heart 🥺😭💕

(I also just saw the other anon 👀) Kan as a matchmaker?? Ohhhhhhhhh this will be amazing. Both he and Thua assisting AkkAyan in their magical baby acquisition is as hilarious as it is sweet.

Sarah, last week you were generous with us so I am not expecting anything this week! Please feel free to ignore me. BUT! Would you, maybe, perhaps, just MAAAYBEEEE, pretty please be willing to share another eeny-meeny sneak peek from this week's chapter? Maybe of Aye going full-on dad-mode with baby Dao? 🥰 Or whatever you'd feel comfy!

Anyway, as always, anxiously waiting for Stardust! Thank you so much 💜✨

Sure thing! Here is a brief sneak peek:

The next morning, Akk woke up alone and for one harrowing second, he thought it had all been a dream. The grief that washed over him then was like nothing he’d ever felt. It was worse even than watching Aye storm out of the home they had built together and knowing that he wouldn’t come back. It was finally being given everything he had ever wanted and watching it disappear in the blink of an eye.

But then, from down below, he heard the joyous trill of a baby’s laughter. He sat up, revitalized by the sound, and then followed it down the stairs as if it was a siren’s song. It wasn’t until he walked into the kitchen to find Aye feeding the child pieces of what looked like mashed-up banana that he finally let himself believe it was real.

The baby saw him before Aye did.

Mouth full, he began bobbing up and down in his high chair, reaching towards Akk, and Akk was positive no one had ever been that happy to see him in his life. He couldn’t help but smile. 

“Swallow first, kid,” he said helpfully. The baby did, freeing himself to vocalize his affection instead, but Akk had already turned his attention to Aye who was staring at him with a spoon of mush still outstretched towards the child. 

Aye looked, in a word, delicious. He was still in his pajamas, hair mussed, face puffy from sleep. He looked like the Aye Akk remembered. The Aye from before. The Aye that was his. Akk hesitated before coming closer, scared Aye might have decided to hate him overnight, but Aye just looked him over from top to bottom and then turned back to the baby, offering him the spoon in his hand. The baby took the bite gratefully.

“Do you want to try?” Aye asked, glancing over his shoulder at Akk. Akk was surprised to find that he did.

“Um, yeah. I mean, I guess I can…” He pulled up a chair and Aye passed him the spoon. Akk must have hesitated for just a second too long because Aye laughed.

“Don’t be scared. He’s not going to bite you. He’s barely got any teeth.”

Akk hadn’t known it was possible to feel pride watching a baby eat, but as he took the spoonful of banana Akk offered him, for the first time in a while, Akk felt like he had actually accomplished something. The baby preened, smacking his lips happily. His joy was infectious.

“See,” Aye said encouragingly as Akk scooped another spoonful of baby food out of the jar. “I told you it wasn’t hard.”

[garlic-and-cloves]

Sleepover! would you rather never be able to go out during the day or never be able to go out at night?

tell me what you like most about yourself

tell me about your dreams (if you have any notable ones): i dont dream unless i drink a specific tea and sleeping outside with no tent. but when i do dream and especially if i dream outside of those conditions it tends to be prophetic. which feels really special

This is my third time answering because Tumblr keeps eating it but nighttime! It's scary and I just want to be cozy under a blanket around people I care about and telling stories or cuddling or even just talking. During the day I always want to be outside and in a forest somewhere. I think at least part of it is season associations though, because we do live quite far north, and I also do love the night (and especially the sky!) but it feels like more of a time to be home and safe rather than wandering

I think what I like most about myself is the random facts I know. It just makes life so much happier for me that I can look at a maple and know what it is and look at Licorice Fern and know that it likes to grow on Maples. I know this doesn't really count exactly because it isn't really about me, so if I had to pick something that was it would be my ability to hold different opinions of something and to love the people I care so much about.

My dreams! I mostly only dream when I'm getting close to enough sleep, so it comes in cycles and I think it's also related to the moon (which would make sense because the cycle affects my sleep pretty significantly. When I do dream I tend to have pretty long and involved scenarios and they're mostly things that are within reason. I can't think of any recent ones right now that aren't scary but I had a while ago a really weird one where there were different sizes of green blobs falling from the sky and everyone was scared of them because that didn't normally happen, I wasn't though so I went outside and caught some in my hands and then they started communicating with me and mentally teleported me to a space ship that was on a 400 year journey with multiple generations over that time (that showed me the beginning) that was sent out as kind of an expedition or something, but they ended up on our planet which is where the ancestors of my tiny village (that seemed to be the only humans on the planet) came from. I have no idea how the slime were related though because I was woken up. (This is also not like my normal dreams, usually it's our forest school doing something or other or us going camping or sometime like that). I'll try to remember to let you know if I do have any dreams, but most likely I'll be too half asleep to remember. Prophetic dreams do seem really special though

[greenerteacups]

What’s your watsonian and doylist explanation for why Draco doesn’t end up with Pansy in the epilogue, and not even Daphne who was in his hear, but Astoria :) ?

It's really interesting! I think there are two different decisions being made here: the first, "why not Pansy," and the second, "why Astoria." The first is much easier to answer, at least from the Doylist perspective, so I'll tackle that one first: JKR hates Pansy Parkinson, and she didn't want to reward Pansy by having her end up with the man of her dreams. She based Pansy on the girls who used to bully her in school, and Pansy never, ever escapes that one-dimensional article of characterization — in the final battle, Pansy's the one who stands up and tells everyone to sell out Harry (which, uhhh, for a scared seventeen-year-old terrified of being killed in a major battle, is a wholly understandable move, even if it's a certifiably bitchy thing to do). So she ends the series on the same note where she began: selfish, cowardly, cruel. In that respect, for her to end up with her crush would be a sort of "kindness" that Rowling was loathe to pay her. I also think that Rowling wanted to hint at the possibility of late-stage redemption for Draco: a lot of the extracanonical info we get about Astoria suggests that she was a genuinely kind person who "softened" him, which, while I don't count it for canon purposes, does tell us what Rowling's vision of their marriage was. I don't think Pansy would have "softened" Draco in any universe, and I say this as someone who likes her.

The Watsonian explanation is, I suspect, that Draco didn't actually like Pansy all that much. We don't see him show a great deal of affection for her, or at least no more than he shows for any of his other cronies in Slytherin. He does put his head in her lap at one point during HBP, and they go to the Yule Ball together in GOF, but that relationship reads more to me like a teenage-family-friends-dating-because-it's-convenient pairing than something that both of them really want. Pansy definitely has a crush on Draco, but I don't know how much of that is real affection versus the (correct) perception that he's the leader of their social pack, and confers a lot of status on whatever girl he's with. I also think that social-climbing element of their dynamic might turn Draco off, because he's pretty irritated by Pansy whenever they're not canoodling or peacocking together. That said, Pansy (my beloved) is a kind of irritating person in general.

Why Astoria instead of Daphne I have absolutely no clue; we don't get characterization for either of them. The only reason we know Daphne exists is because it's mentioned that she takes her O.W.L.s at the same time as Harry. It's unclear to me what choosing the younger sister is supposed to do except (possibly) explain why Harry doesn't recognize her by name at King's Cross (though after nineteen years, he'd be forgiven for forgetting a few names). I wonder if JKR hadn't just realized that a surprising number of her couples had ended up with someone from their own house, year, or both — and there are a lot in "both," e.g. Ron and Hermione, George and Angelina, James and Lily, Molly and Arthur — and she wanted to mix it up a little by pairing off one of the core cast with a total unknown, i.e., someone who wasn't even mentioned in the series. We can furnish post-facto reasons that Draco might have been drawn to someone younger: Astoria would have been only in fourth year when he joined the Death Eaters, so she wouldn't have known him as well, and he might like that she doesn't have a preconceived notion of who he is. That gap separates her from his life at Hogwarts and allows him to connect with her on different terms. But at the end of the day, we don't know her well enough to say much more than that.

[sappho-of-space]

20 Questions Writer Meme:

I was nominated by the lovely @ashilrak to participate in this. Answering the these questions was a fun- a little walk down memory lane and a reminder of how much I've grown.

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

47!

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

189419

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly Percy Jackson at the moment! I've written snippets for The Magnus Archives and Danny Phantom. I've also contemplated writing for Marvel for a while.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. A God in Chains (3151)

2. At the Armrest of a God (3149)

3. we both have bad taste in men, but at least we have each other (2073)

4. cookies aren't the only hot thing here (1713)

5. you and i until eternity (1705)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Complicated answer. I did in the past until I dealt with some harrassment/negativity with a previous fandom. It scared me away from interacting with any that I didn't really know on my own fics. I've found a lovely new community, so I'm trying to respond to comments more to show everyone how much I appreciate them.

6. What's the fic you wrote that has the angstiest ending?

I actually had to skim a few of my fics to remember their endings, lol. My answer is probably:

another flower in a garden of tragedies

Or

Of New Blood and Old Hyacinths

7. What's the fic you wrote that has the happiest ending?

I've written a lot of fluff with happy endings, so I'll just answer this with the fic with my favorite ending.

"we both have bad taste in men, but at least we have each other" is a win for the lesbians and was just so much fun to write. I've gotten a lot of requests for a continuation of it, and I've had some ideas, but nothing enough to put to paper.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Lmao, yes. I've orphaned about 7 fics from a previous fandom because of the toxicity of the fandom (My Hero Academia). It was everything from demanding updates to trying to 'cancel' me for no reason but because they didn't like how I portrayed a character. On my most recent fics, there hasn't been much overtly negative- just jokes/comments that don't land well. Overall, I'm happy with my new community.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, lmao. I write hedonistic shit that would make even the most stone cold nun blush. Looking through my fics makes me realize I really enjoy temple/altar defilement.

10. Do you write crossovers?

None yet, but I'm not opposed! I enjoy reading them when they tick all of my boxes, but I will admit, I can be pretty picky.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

None that I know of, but I wouldn't be surprised.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Just one. I thought it was very sweet and adored the fact that someone liked my writing enough to spend time translating it.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Just one, but I'm very open to doing more! I've written in a rouns robin, but I think I would prefer doing a full co-write with one or two other authors.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Very hard, but probably spideypool. I've had a Spider-Man fixation for about half my life, and I simply love Deadpool. Besides spideypool, probably perpollo or jonmartin.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but don't think you ever will?

I don't think I have one? I have 4 wips currently. One has an ending well in sight. Another has 15k words already, and I refuse to let all that go to waste.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Descriptions and pacing! I've been told a few times that people enjoy reading my au's because I don't infodump all at once, I make the gathering of information feel natural and comfortable. I personally love my visual metaphors.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Time management. I'm generally very busy and get easily distracted. Getting myself to sit down and actually write is a pain.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I try to write around using another language if I don't know a native speaker who could help me. Writing in German would be no problem for me (I studied it in college), but I would shy away from anything else.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Attack on Titan (I was in 8th grade, lol). I published it on Wattpad, and it did fairly well before I deleted it.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

This is almost impossible to answer, but I loved writing "And Spring Will Come Again." It was for a fic exchange that I pinch hitted for. I went a bit overboard with the nature imagery and metaohors, but I had fun researching folklore + mythology. Anything that requires research is very fun to me.

I, sappho-of-space, hereby nominate @celestialepiphany .

[honoringthehorrific]

I watched Exorcist: Believer so that you don't waste your time...

As always my friends spoilers under the cut! ✝️

This movie....yeesh where do you start? It has none of the charm of the original. Relies heavily on cheap jump scares and feels personally like a generic exorcism movie with a weird abortion message and the exorcist legacy haphazardly stitched onto the ends. Angela and her father are fairly likeable, their story is tragic, dead mom and all. However they seem like a decent family. Katherine the possessed little girl who looked a bit like little Regan, her family in my opinion is less likeable. They're your typical white overtly religious babtist family which I've had my fill of in my life time.

The girls go to do a "ritual" in the woods, if you can call a pendulum reading a ritual. They light a candle and swing the pendulum and ask spirits to speak through them, particularly Angela's dead mom. Somehow this summons pazuzu? Umm well we aren't really sure it's pazuzu...it's never called by name in the movie. It seems to recognize Chris MacNeil when she joins the movie in the tail half buttttt in the first exorcist pazuzu seems to know karras and his mother without having met the two.

Speaking of the original, how can I not? All of the things related to the original are in the second half. We don't see Regan the entire movie except for a photo cameo and a very brief hospital visit at the end of the movie. Chris in the meantime has become an expert on exorcism from multiple religions for some reason....I suppose she didn't want to move on from the events of her daughter's possession. There are no priests connected to the original and when a priest finally steps into the spotlight to perform an exorcism he's killed pretty much immediately.

The girls chastise two characters harshly while possessed. Angela's father and her nurse neighbor. It's this weird anti abortion rhetoric we've all heard and maybe you're into that but I'm not...also if you're anti abortion maybe get off my blog...thanks. Anyways, they criticize the two for two separate events. The nurse had an abortion while trying to become a nun and hey remember when I said Angela's mom died before? Well it was while she was pregnant. Angela's father had the choice between saving his wife or his unborn baby and of course he chose his wife. However in a twist of fate his wife didn't make it regardless and they cut Angela out of her early.

Katherine really doesn't have a lot going on besides having a turbo religious family and doing this ritual. Ultimately she dies and Angela is saved which was really odd to me. I liked the twist they did, the demon said they could only choose one child to live. Katherine's father chose her, but the twist was they were choosing who to die. The only thing I didn't get was why the demon just....magically chose to be honorable to its word. Because as soon as Katherine is down for the count Angela is released and ok like nothing is wrong!

And life just...goes back to normal. Big whoop roll credits.

I didn't really care for this movie if you couldn't tell. As a standalone exorcism movie.... I'd maybe rank it higher but I'd say with confidence that I rate this 2/5 for the two eyes Chris MacNeil lost during this snoozefest

[alaydabug2]

@sparklenarniawizard

Broken heart/Broken mind

Not a chapter

(Human AU)

Sophie and Keefe met in the children's hospital when they were little. Because of how long they were confined to the four walls of the hospital, they became very close during their stay.

As the years pass, they wind up being in the same classroom together due to their physical conditions. This makes their bond deepen.

But are they able to handle when life gets tough, throwing problems and complications their way?

Hey, I just thought I'd come on here to explain a funny coincidence. So as I've explained, I've based the conditions Sophie and Keefe have in the story are ones I actually have/used to have.

Well, when I created this story, I didn't know it yet, but my yearly cardiology appointment ended up getting pushed forward due to my cardiologist retiring. (I've had him since I was a baby. How dare he. He couldn't have waited 4 more years for me to turn 18? 😭)

But anywho. That was today. I thought I'd say what goes down during these appointments. (Although, I'll probably just make a chapter with this anyhow.)

So first I get my EKG. You get these stickers placed on your chest, arms, and legs. Then they get to see the heart rhythm visually.

Then I get my echocardiogram. You take your shirt off and they do a sonogram on the chest. (It's a bit awkward cause I'm a girl, but whatever it's fine 😅.) They can see your heart and hear the heart beating. (Bonus points if you have a murmur like me and you can hear the whooshing sound!)

Then they ask if anything is different than normal. Ex: chest pain, light headedness, shortness of breath, etc.

I guess I could also explain the conditions as well while I'm at it.

Sophie has seizures. It's pretty much self explanatory on what happens based on the story. But it is a neurological issue. Has to do with the brain. There are many reasons they could happen. For mine personally, we never had an exact reason identified, but we believe it had something to do with scar tissue on my brain from when I had my second heart surgery at 10 months. We think it was from either a heart attack, stroke, or just general lack of oxygen to the brain. (I died 6 times for reference. 😃)

I thankfully don't have them anymore. Although I did have them from ages 5 to 10. (Unfortunately, not everyone grows out of them.) I also explained Sophie's seizures the same way they felt for me. Both during and how she felt afterwards. (I do plan on giving her ones in the places I was most scared to have one. Be prepared for that. 😈)

Now I don't think I actually explained what Keefe has exactly. (Although it is in the tags.) All I ever said was it's about his heart. Well he has tetrology of fallot. This is a congenitive life long disease. (Which means you are born with it.) It is actually four defects that create this condition. Essentially you have a hole between 2 chambers of your heart. This causes the oxygenated and unoxygenated blood to mix, leading to an overall lack of oxygen getting through the body. As well as your pulmonary valve doesn't work correctly.

This gets corrected by open heart surgery. I've had three. One at 8 days, 10 months, and five years. (I can vaguely remember the 3rd one. You're not supposed to remember what happens before anesthesia. But I remember all the way to the operating room and the doctor put the mask on my face and count down from 10, while I was crying. I remember to 5. Fun stuff 🥲👍) In the story so far Keefe has had 2. One at a few months old and the one that was mentioned. So far. (I'm planning some fun stuff for him that I haven't had happen to me. Worst case scenario type stuff. Enjoy it. ☺️)

But all this means essentially you have to be extremely careful. You have certain restrictions about what you can do. You can also get out of breath easily. You can't do contact sports, like football, either. Also a random thing I've had to be careful about are those little tense machines. The ones that help sore muscles. Apparently the electrical pulses have a chance to do something to your heart if you have heart issues. Idk. 😭

But I hope that this has been interesting to you. And that the background information about both the conditions and how they relate to Sophie and Keefe help for throughout the story as it goes on. Keep in mind, that while I do know quite a bit about these conditions, I am not a doctor. Stuff will bound to be inaccurate. Also several things will be exaggerated at times for the plot.

Hope you've been enjoying! 😄

[captainsupernoodle]

Thinking about Midnight again

its really good!

Sometimes a short story is "hey how do people react to Fear in this specific instance" and when it's done right it's a very visceral experience that sticks in the mind no matter the genre

But it's also a lovely microcosm of Ten, the best and the worst of him (on an average day, as opposed to when hes being attacked by his specific traumas)

Ten is a big old nerd and a control freak (I think their relationship with Donna is notable in that they try to share with her a little more and she puts up a huge fight when she wants to instead of letting them roll over her) so his reaction to the unknown is to put himself in charge because he knows stuff and people should listen to him!!

Like. Right off the bat he goes "everybody being on their phones is Boring, wouldn't it be better if we all talked to each other?" and immediately imposes his desire on everyone else without asking or trying anything else. Control freak.

So the moment they say "I don't know" that absolute control is shattered, and they don't adjust. As the situation devolves he keeps trying to appeal to logic and better nature, pushing and pushing until he lays down an ultimatum (do you really think you can commit murder?) based on incorrect assumptions about people's fear reactions. Drawing a line in the sand puts them on the other side of it instead of shocking people out of fear into thinking or threatening them into compliance.

Ten has been pretty "my way or I kill you/depose you/otherwise take away your ability to oppose me" since the very first episode so it all tracks

on the other hand he's trying SO HARD to be compassionate and to help all of them and to keep everyone safe! That's all they want! They genuinely do know more than the people around them and they're right on almost every count in this episode. Things might have not worked out depending on the critter's intentions but the chance of everything being okay would have been much higher if people Calmed Down and didn't try to hurt something they were scared of. Whether or not the Doctor is justified in the actions he takes, it's gotta be maddening to see people make the same mistakes over and over again and people dying and getting hurt about it when you're RIGHT THERE and you can FIX EVERYTHING if they just LISTENED

Contrast with Donna's communication techniques! She fights with the Doctor, is generally sarcastic and opinionated, but doesn't walk all over people in her daily life. When a situation needs someone to be in charge, though, she takes it with a level of calmness and confidence ("I'll take a salute" in poison sky, organizing the military and evacuation in Death and the Queen). One-on-one, she finds common ground with people and pays attention to their lives and troubles (meeting Martha, "temps united" in technophobia), and with vulnerable people she softens her voice and body language and gives them space to speak (the ood, kinda, um - almost every woman she meets lol but esp the assistant in silence in the library).

Yeah I think midnight would have played out very differently if Donna was there haha. The doctor can be an expert, and Donna can both comfort people and rein in the doctor when they're being overbearing.

Donna pays more attention to social cues (and she is a human! The doctor is not!! They're doing pretty good for being a completey different species!) and draws the doctor's attention to little but important things they often miss while looking at the big picture

the doctor has always been a rogue figure and almost always In Charge or up high on the relevant social ladder, while Donna defines herself as "just a temp" - nobody important, by definition someone who supports the social ladder instead of ever getting the chance to climb out and who's always moving from place to place. I think that shows in how she can deal with not being in charge while ten Struggles with it

Anyway midnight is good and Donna makes a very skilled doctor-human ambassador and friend

[troidatoi]

Day 1 - 8/23/2023

Hi Tumblr!

I had one of you in high school but deleted it after college. I decided to make another just so I have a place to rant and vent about things that make me sad or angry or just things in general. I do journal but I'd like to use it for more positive things and manifestations or whatever. I turned on all the privacy settings so hopefully no one finds this. lmfao. I know all posts are public but I don't really know anyone in my life that has Tumblr anymore. I kind of just needed a place to fucking vent or rant. Today's Kobe's birthday so I'm trying not to be so angry today. (lol, sorry Kobe.) Okay so here goes. I just needed a way to let out my frustrations and so I was like why not Tumblr? I'd mainly be talking about my health and probably my frustrations with life in general.

Growing up, I've always been a big ass kid and you can tell and it showed in my pictures. Been bullied a lot for it from everybody including family. Had a kid threw a rock at me when I was little and said he hated fat people. My parents took me to a weight loss doctor where I cried my eyes out. I guess I always sought food out for comfort. I'm also an only child. I've always wanted to try and better my health but didn't know how, didn't really have the resources or money, and I was constantly surrounded by food. I kind of wish my parents had let me figure out how to do it on my own. I turned into this person with low self esteem, low confidence, hating what I looked like everyday, hanging out with my skinny friends back then was torture for me because I was constantly comparing myself to them (I know they loved me, wished I loved myself as much as they loved me). I hated that I fixated on the way I looked but hey that's what society has programmed us to do. It's easy to be like love yourself blah blah when you're not in the position of constant self hatred. I've tried calorie counting, diets, seeing a nutritionist (which helped a little only to later realized that it wasn't sustainable for me and I developed an eating disorder.) Although I'm pretty sure I've had an eating disorder ever since I was little and now I feel like shit every time I eat food or get scared to eat. I think the only person who I really saw results with and was sustainable was my personal trainer. (Shoutout Michael!) Hopefully, I can come back once I find a job again. (Can someone please fawking hire me already?)

So yeah going on a tangent, apologies! I started running when lockdown hit and I loved it but I also developed hammer toes and it hurt so much to walk and wear shoes. I went to a podiatrist and they were like get orthopedics and I was like okay but they were so expensive even with health insurance and I'm like okay well fuck this so I got surgery and I was so fucking miserable. lmao. I couldn't do anything and didn't leave my bad. It hurt so much to eat that I lost so much weight and I got so sad like crying for days. I realized I needed help if I didn't want k*ll myself so I called the hotline at midnight and it was nice actually. I've heard bad stories but thankfully the person I talked to listened to what I had to say and he brought up the Dodgers. lmao. And he was like maybe I'll see you at a Dodgers' game. I hit up a therapist the next day, a week later hit up a psychiatrist and was prescribed sertraline. (An antidepressant). The weight loss was crazy because I've never been that thin and I wasn't sure how to feel because it was deadass depression weight loss. I was happy with the weight loss but sad about how I lost it. I had so much loose skin that I also decided to do a tummy tuck, skin removal and thigh lift surgery and the recovery was such a pain in the ass but I felt so good and clothes actually fit. I should have probably waited till the next year because I took so much antibiotics that I found out I have leaky gut so I have to stay away from gluten, diary and processed sugar for the time being. (Hopefully cause my gawd I miss eating bread.) I have so much bloating, inflammation, joint pain, brain fog, acne breakouts, tingling sensations, pain on my sides and the list can go on. I went to my primary care doctors and a neurologist and they didn't really help much. Finally went to a holistic doctor and she figured out what was wrong with me and I know it's going to take awhile for everything to heal but I just want to stop feeling like this. (I also had surgery in 2013 to get an ovarian cyst removed and I didn't know I had it because everyone called me fat and they told me the cyst was making me bloated as shit.) I'm trying not to be resentful and look at the past but it's hard because there's so much trauma. Felt like my family didn't love me if I wasn't skinny.

My therapist said I should stop blaming myself but I can't help it. I know things are going to get better and I'm doing my part and putting in my best effort to heal and follow the treatment plan. I know I'm being impatient but for once in my life, I just want to be healthy again and enjoy food without being scared to eat it. Luckily, a healed gut is attainable so I need to keep fighting for it. I know it's going to be worth it in the end. I'm also paying so fucking much for this holistic doctor like I better have the strongest gut in the world and lose 100 pounds so that when I turn to the side no one can see me.

I am also in a lot of credit card debt and I know I'll pay it off once someone hires me but the job market is so fucking hard right now. Probably need to sell feet pics or find a sugar daddy to afford my lifestyle. (lmao jk, kind of) The way I applied to so many jobs the past week and a half is crazy. Just have to trust the Universe and believe and manifest.

Right now, I just really want to focus on healing my gut so I can eat yummy things again, getting a new full time job with higher pay and being surrounded by my loved ones. One of those things where I so badly want things to get better and it feels like no matter how hard I try, things seem to be moving slow. But they're moving, I guess? lmao.

I just want the best for me and it's going to happen because I deserve it and I said so and what I say goes. I hope you try your best to love yourself through this process and to know that things are going to be so amazing for you that you're going to wonder why you felt like this. The setback is stronger than the comeback. Remember that.

And one more time, Happy Birthday, Kobe. I miss and love you 24/8. <3

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #118

(taken march 2nd; this is the last old survey i've got to upload! sorry for the spam, haha)

Do you want a cat or a dog more? I actually do want another cat, but Mom's not for it, mostly because she knows our landlord won't be.

Ever seen a kinkajou in real life? No, but I think they're SO cute.

Have you ever been crowned king or queen at a school dance? Nah.

Do you know anyone whose gender is non-binary? Multiple people.

Ever called someone a slut? I know I have totally playfully, and maybe - but I hope not - when I was younger and didn't know better.

Have any embarrassing pictures on Facebook? OH FOR SURE, I'm just too mortified of myself to go through and delete shit lmao

What type of tree do you see most of where you live? Pine. They're literally everywhere.

Is your mom mentally stable? I mean, she has depression, but she's not like... unstable. Although calling her "stable" feels inaccurate, too.

What was the last kind of snake you saw? She's a ball python, a champagne morph specifically.

Do you think you’d make a good parent? No, and it's the primary reason I don't think I'll ever have kids.

What’s your least favorite flavor of candy? It varies between grape, cherry, or orange, depending.

What shaped you most in your life as a person? I think maybe loss, in various forms. OH, or my depression.

Do you call your partner “baby?” Very rarely.

Does the last person you spoke to have any siblings? Yeah: Rob, Bill, and Kelly.

Have you ever seen the last person you hugged naked? Yes.

Do you have any limits on who you drink/eat after? Yeah, I'll pretty much only ever eat or drink after Girt 'cuz I mean, he's my boyfriend that I regularly kiss and stuff so it doesn't really matter. I'll very rarely eat or drink after Mom; it generally has to be a pretty desperate situation.

What is something in your life that you feel hopeful about right now? Mine and Girt's relationship is in a really good spot right now. I mean it's rare we're not doing well, but certain things have progressed or been expressed where things are just super good right now, and I feel very secure in this relationship, like it really is going to last. As I've said ten billion times, I will never allow myself to be 100% convinced that my relationship is permanent EVER again, but things are just great right now. I'm also feeling positive about having started physical therapy for my legs, and I'm being serious about it. And lastly, I'm very pleased with how dedicated I'm being with job hunting, and feel confident I CAN find SOMETHING I can manage.

Do you think flirting is cheating? Uh, YES????????????

Last place you fell asleep other than a bed? My sister's couch.

How many wives or husbands do you want? I'm monogamous so one.

Do you trust anyone? I could count on a single hand how many people I trust.

Does your significant other boss you around a lot? Good fucking LUCK catching me in a relationship where my s/o tells me what to do.

[TW: DRUG OVERDOSE] Do you know anyone who has overdosed? A tragic amount of people, including myself, but I'm very, very lucky and grateful that it was unsuccessful.

Are you in love with someone right now? Very, very much.

Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? Not one that was even remotely logical, but nevertheless I had a case where I worried.

Are you expected to help fix Thanksgiving dinner? No.

Do you personally know anyone who is transgender? Yes.

Do you feel guilty? If yes, why so? .......... WHY IS THIS SIMPLE QUESTION SENDING ME INTO A SPIRAL LOLOLOL SKIPPING

Has someone you cared about moved recently? My younger sister, actually. I'm so fucking proud of her, she's renting her own place all on her own now.

Have you ever gave someone a hand/blow job? Received one? Yes to all.

Are you hungry? Yeah honestly; I absolutely have not been eating enough since I got the severe pre-diabetes news. I've actually lost quite a few pounds very quickly, definitely more than what could just be natural fluctuations for me. I'm not starving, but I had a very small dinner of just salad and barely had anything else today, so...

Does the place you work have music playing? What sort? N/A

Do you have a lot of cousins? What are their names? Way, way more than I even know the names of. Off the very top of my head, there's Robby, Audrey, Brenna, and... holy fucking shit I'm already blanking lmfao I barely know my extended family, I'ma just be real.

Could you willingly live on a vegan diet? No, I would absolutely starve because of how absurdly picky I am, and fast. I'd love to be a vegan, but it is entirely unrealistic for me.

Do you have a hard time admitting you’re wrong? No, honestly. That's generally rather easy for me.

Name five objects that you don’t have but would like right now? New car for Mom, a new house for us, a new phone, bras that actually fit me properly, and a ball head tripod.

When you have children, would you like twins? Absofuckinglutely not, I can almost guarantee you that I would selectively abort one. I cannot IMAGINE a world where I could raise two babies at once even REMOTELY adequately.

Do you know any twins? If so, what are they called? Yeah, there was a Tyler and Taylor in my school. I also know a dance mom who never stops popping out babies because she lets "God" decide when she's had enough that has twin girls, but I don't remember their names.

When was the last time you went to the dentist? Literally just a few days ago, for a final cleaning before I get my wisdom teeth extraction scheduled...

Are you fingernails or toenails painted? What color/s? No; I never paint either.

What do you think your parents are doing? Mom is in her bed right now, so either watching TV or asleep. Dad is probably asleep.

What do you think your siblings are doing? I'm sure Ashley's being a mom of three, haha. Maybe the kids are asleep now? Idk when their bedtime is, or when she calls it a night either. I have no idea what Nicole's doing, but prooobably home? Her work schedule is very diverse, though.

What do you think your significant other/crush is doing? I can see via b.net that he's playing Diablo III right now.

What was the last gift you received? Girt got me a real big stuffed bear for Valentine's, lol. It sits on the chair in the corner of the room that's directly in my sight when I sit here at the desk.

When was the last time you saw rain? Literally today. This morning it was basically a monsoon, lol. The weather around here has been BONKERS, like it was 80 for a couple days not even a week ago, and now as we enter March, we're hearing that this is predicted to be the coldest March in NC history.

Would you rather wear a bracelet or a necklace? Necklace. I'd actually really like a necklace that I can always wear... but any I've ever had irritated my skin.

What season were you born in? Winter.

What is your favorite shade of green? I like seafoam green. Mossy green is great, too.

What is your favorite shade of blue? Sky blue, I think. Turquoise is also pretty, though.

Do you believe it's ever ok to cheat on a test? No. You're not doing yourself any favors if you don't ACTUALLY have that knowledge internalized.

What was the best part of your day today (or yesterday)? I think I did really well at PT today; I definitely pushed myself further than I felt like I was able. I was also very, very happy to see I'd lost weight. Girt and I had a good conversation earlier that made me feel very valued.

What year did you join Facebook? Apparently 2010.

What was the first color you ever dyed your hair? Uhhhh... maybe black, if we're talkin' full-head?

Who has hurt you the most? Jason.

When’s the last time you experienced a panic attack? Over what? Last week or whatever when I went to the gynecologist for the first time. I'm grateful they were patient with me, even with how uncooperative I was.

Have you ever used anything unusual to masturbate with before? If so, what? No, that's not really something I do without weird things anyway, it just doesn't do very much for me when it's Just Me lmao

Have you ever peed in the water at the beach? Uh no, that is a public location and is honestly disgusting.

Have you ever scored a winning goal for a team you played for? Definitely not that I remember; I feel like I would remember that.

Have you ever participated in LARPing? No, that would be WAY too awkward for me. I'm glad other people can have fun with it, but I would literally cry from discomfort and humiliation even if no one was judging me lmao.

Do you prefer “regular kissing” or French kissing? I mean that kinda depends on the mood, there are times where I don't want to go very far at all and others where I do.

Are you more likely to give a hickey to someone else or get one? Lately get lmfao even though for most of our relationship he didn't do those. I don't care if he does, so long it's not in an obnoxiously open spot. That did happen once (accidentally, to his credit) and my mom wanted to pass away because she noticed 😭

[yuujispinkhair]

Summer Paradise with Yuu (Chapter 4 - Last chapter)

Back to Summer Paradise with you

When you agreed to join your friends on a spontaneous summer vacation, you didn't expect to a) get pulled out of the ocean by some random guy who thinks you are drowning and b) that this guy is hotter than the summer sun.

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female) Genre: fluff, smut, Lifeguard AU but not really lol Word Count: 3.8k Warnings: 18+, mentions of phone sex, mentions of sex in general, a bit of angst, but I promise it will have a fluffy ending :) All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Chapter 1: I swear you put the sun up in my sky, so hot it’s like the middle of July Chapter 2: All your kisses taste like Malibu Chapter 3: Touch me like a summer night, you feel like a holiday Chapter 4: Back to Summer Paradise with you

Chapter 4

Saying goodbye to a summer flirt is always a sad thing. It's like waking up from a dream, realizing you have to leave this alternate, better version of your life behind and face reality again. This perfect life was only possible in those few days you had far away from your usual obligations.

It's hard to part ways with the person who was by your side during those dream-like days. Someone who made you feel happy and carefree and let you be the person you want to be instead of the one you have to be in everyday life.

But it's even harder when the person you have to say goodbye to isn't just someone you consider a summer fling but someone who might be the love of your life.

Big tears are streaming down your cheeks as you cling to Yuuji in the airport's departure hall. 

Yuuji's arms tighten around you, and he pulls you against him, letting you feel the comfort of his strong body once again. And you are grateful for it. You bury your face in his chest, crying unashamedly, letting your tears soak his yellow shirt, sniffling and sobbing, inhaling his scent deeply, wanting to keep it with you forever.

"Y...Yuuji...I..."

You choke on your tears, unable to even finish your sentence. But what could you even say? Tell him you love him, over and over again? That you don't want to leave him? That you want him to just come with you and stay with you forever? Or that you want him to drag you along and bring you to Tokyo?

You know, all those scenarios are just stupid little fantasies. None of it can happen. The time for dreams is over.

You feel yourself spiraling into hopelessness, but then Yuuji's strong hands stroke your back soothingly, and you feel him take a deep breath before a soft kiss is pressed to your forehead.

Yuuji's low voice is sweet and gentle as if talking to a scared animal.

"I'll call you every day, baby, I promise you."

You pull away just enough to look up at him and nod lightly while fresh tears well up in your eyes.

"I'll miss you so much, Yuu."

Something flickers over his face, something you have never seen on that usually so happy face before. Pain. Yuuji blinks rapidly, his long lashes fluttering before his warm honey eyes spill over with tears too.

He even looks pretty when he cries. You think dazedly as you gulp hard and feel your lips tremble uncontrollably.

Yuuji sniffles a bit, but he still tries to smile at you through his tears.

"I'll miss you too, sweetie. Fuck...I already miss you right now. But we'll make this work. I swear."

He leans down to capture your lips in an almost desperate kiss. You can taste the salt of your tears in the kiss. But the way Yuuji's soft lips move against yours is tender and warm and so familiar. You sob into Yuuji's mouth, your hands twisting in the front of his shirt as you kiss him back eagerly.

The kiss is full of love, but it's also the saddest kiss you have ever shared with anyone.

It's a kiss goodbye.

It's a kiss that breaks your heart because you know the moment you stop kissing will be when you and Yuuji have to part ways and catch your flights to two different destinations.

Pulling away from this kiss will mean your blissful Summer Paradise will slip through your fingers like the fine warm sand at the turtle beach did.

And so you can't help but cry even harder when the moment finally arrives when your and Yuuji's lips slowly part.

But his strong arms wrap around you in a loving embrace, pulling you one last time against your summer boy's warm body. And his voice sounds confident and steady when he talks to you, all sweet and full of love, trying so hard not to cry so he can comfort you.

"This isn't a real goodbye, ok? We will talk every day, and we will see each other again. I love you. I'm not just some guy you met at the beach and will never see again. I'm your boyfriend! Always remember that, ok? Please, don't cry, cutie."

He is so sweet, so strong just for you. Wiping away his own tears with a tan hand, just to make you feel better. Your heart aches with all the love you feel for him. Another sob escapes your mouth, but firm fingers cup your chin and gently make you look up at your boyfriend.

Your gaze lands on those pretty golden eyes and the sunshine smile you love so much.

Despite him telling you not to cry, some fresh tears are running down Yuuji's face too, but he smiles at you anyways.

"You have my hoodie, right, baby? Wear it on the plane when it gets cold. And at home too, when you want to feel close to me. I promise I'll call you every day and send you voice messages anytime I get a random thought I want to share with you. I have a lot of random thoughts, so be prepared for lots of spam! And please send me stuff too! Let me know when you see something funny or cute and when you hear a song you like or discover a new show! And call me to tell me about your day. Call me a lot, please... Call me when you have to walk home alone, so I can be with you and watch over you. I'm still your personal lifeguard, right? So please help me do my job and always call me when you need me. I'm always there for you, no matter what time it is for me."

A sad chuckle escapes your lips at his words. You smile at him through the new tears that spill from your eyes.

"Y...Yuuji...you're so... you're so sweet."

Yuuji smiles at you, brighter than the sun, and then presses one last kiss to your lips. It's over too fast, just a quick peck, but firm and full of tenderness.

And then he slowly pulls away from you, straightening up and taking a step back.

"Now, go join your friends."

Yuuji makes a vague gesture with his hand in the direction behind you, where you know your friends are waiting for you, both clutching paper tissues to their chests so they can comfort you the moment you come over.

But before you can leave, Yuuji adds softly:

"And, baby?"

Big honey eyes look at you with a serious expression in them.

"Yes?"

"Yesterday night, I told you I want to spend the rest of my sunsets with you. I want you to know that I meant it. I want us to last."

Your heart clenches painfully at his words, another sob escaping your trembling lips. You love him so much. It feels impossible to turn around and leave him. But you nod and try to brush the tears away with the back of your hand, trying your best to smile encouragingly at Yuuji,

"I want that too, Yuu."

The serious expression in his eyes gets replaced by a happy twinkle and the sheen of fresh tears. His big sunshine smile is back, and he beams at you, lifting a large tan hand in a wave,

"That's what I wanted to hear! Now hurry up, cutie! I love you."

"I love you too. Goodbye, Y...Yuuji."

He laughs softly at that and shakes his head,

"Uh uh, I won't say goodbye. Because this isn't goodbye. I'll talk to you tonight! Have a safe flight, baby! And always remember: You have me forever. Itadori Yuuji, always at your service!"

He makes a sound that is a mix between a sob and his loud happy laugh as he does his stupid and cute mock salute once again, making you cry and laugh at the same time.

He is grinning at you until you have to turn around to walk towards your friends. You cast one last look over your shoulder once you reach your terminal, meeting Yuuji's gaze one last time. Pretty golden eyes with so much love and warmth in them.

They are the last thing you see before your friends have to tug you around a corner so you won't miss your flight.

Four weeks later:

You sigh contentedly as you lean against the window frame, snuggled comfortably into Yuuji's soft yellow hoodie, and let your gaze travel over the sky. It's almost time.

You open the camera app on your phone, smiling softly as the movement makes the bracelet of seashells and stones on your wrist tinkle. A memory flashes before your inner eye. A beautiful white beach, soft waves, a bright blue sky, and pastel pink hair, happy laughter, that sweet voice, and pretty sunshine smile.

You lift the phone and press record.

The next few minutes pass in peaceful silence as you watch through your phone screen how the setting sun paints the sky pastel pink, just like Yuuji's hair, and then gradually bright neon orange on its way down.

You stop recording when the huge ball of fire finally disappears at the horizon.

You and Yuuji kept your promise to watch the sunset together. Not every night because that proved impossible with the time difference and your busy schedules. But you made a pact to film the sunsets in your hometowns once a week and then watch them together every Friday. Because Friday is date-time.

It's one of the things that have become your new normal since you returned from your vacation. Just like the daily video calls, the thousands of text and voice messages. The ever-growing collection of sexy selfies and videos your boyfriend sends you. The trips to the post office to dispatch and pick up the gift packages the two of you send each other. The excitement you feel anytime you open your mailbox and a handwritten love letter in a pink envelope tumbles into your hands.

Being in a long-distance relationship with Yuuji works surprisingly well. Because Yuuji is reliable. He keeps his promises. He always texts you. He always calls when he says he would. And you do the same.

Hearing his sweet low voice makes your heart beat fast every single time. Seeing his sunshine smile and those golden eyes during a video call leaves you smiling so much that your face hurts. Reading and hearing his sweet messages manages to make you feel so warm all over, so loved. Opening the thirst traps, Yuuji sends you from the gym or out of his bed, causes you to clench your thighs. Watching his naughty videos with the sound on blesses you with many sensual moments.

But there is also always this terrible feeling of something missing. This longing that can turn into such an intense craving from one second to the next that it's almost unbearable.

It's not enough to just see that pretty smile. You want to kiss it off his lips. It's not enough to watch and hear Yuuji cum with your name falling from his lips. You want to be there under him, feel him on top of you, feel him inside you. You want to kiss him and touch him and feel the warmth of his heavy body, taste his lips again, feel the softness of his hair and the firmness of his muscles flexing under your fingers.

You crave him. You miss him. You are filled with such an intense longing that it manifests in physical pain.

Sometimes you get sad when you see a happy couple walking down the street holding hands. Sometimes your heart aches when you see an ice cream commercial. Sometimes it just takes a certain shade of pink to make your eyes fill with tears.

"I miss you, Yuuji."

"I miss you too, cutie. But we'll see each other soon!"

His voice is sweet, low and a bit muffled because he's lying on his tummy on his bed and hugging the pillow you sent him to his chest, resting his chin atop it while he talks with you. He looks so cute. His hair is still ruffled from sleeping, and his golden eyes blink a bit sleepily at you through the phone screen.

Your chest constricts painfully. You would give anything to be with Yuuji right now and kiss the sleepiness away, cuddle him and run your fingers through that soft pink hair.

But you know you still have to wait until Christmas. Yuuji insisted that you have to come see him for a romantic Christmas Eve date. It's marked in your calendar with a big red heart, and you are counting the days impatiently. But it's still such a long time.

You sigh and look at him with a pout on your face.

"But it's still so long! Three months isn't soon to me at all, Yuu..."

"But next Friday is."

You blink at him in confusion, and your heart skips a beat at the implication of what this could mean. But you're afraid to get your hopes up just yet, and ask tentatively:

"Um, what?"

Yuuji's mouth lifts in a cheeky grin. Suddenly he doesn't look tired at all anymore. Instead, a mischievous expression spreads over his handsome face, making your pulse flutter wildly.

Your boyfriend blinks at you, scratching his pink hair, and shrugs,

"Oh, did I forget to tell you? We have a date next Friday! You and I, 8:00 pm, Shibuya, the Pink Tiger karaoke bar."

"Yuuji..how...what?"

His answer is his typical loud laugh, sounding so happy and without a single worry in the world.

"Check your e-mails, cutie! I just sent you something."

You scramble over to your desk, opening your laptop in a hurry, navigating to your e-mails with sweaty fingers. And yes, sure, there it is!

A new e-mail from baywatch-yuuji@gmail.com. You still chuckle anytime you see the name. Your heart is beating to your throat as you open the e-mail.

Hey sweetie,

As much as I love watching sunsets with you over the phone, I love it even more, when I can hold you while we watch them together. So, how about I show you the sunset over Tokyo live and in color, featuring your favorite lifeguard and not only his live commentary but also his hugs and kisses?!

Sounds like an offer you can't turn down? Then please open the attachment and come visit me :)

I love you!

xoxo, Yuuji

- Personal lifeguard and boyfriend - 

P.S.: I challenge you to a Karaoke battle of the biggest summer hits of all time! The winner gets a mouth-to-mouth CPR!!

You can't tell if the tears running down your cheeks are from laughing so hard or from the sheer amount of happiness pumping through your body right now. But you blink against the tears blurring your view, and open the attachment to see a plane ticket to Tokyo.

Yuuji's voice sounds amused, and he grins proudly at you when you pick up the phone again.

"Sooooo, are you gonna accept the challenge, or what?"

"You are such an idiot! Such a cute idiot. Yes, of course, I accept! I hope your CPR skills have improved."

"How could they? You are the only one I would want to practice them on! And what makes you think you will win?? You are talking to the three-time in a row champion of the annual Pink Tiger Karaoke Contest!"

Both of you laugh loudly and continue to tease each other for a while longer, both so excited and happy that you can't stop babbling on and on about your Karaoke date night and Yuuji's CPR skills and wannabe lifeguards and karaoke champions.

But then you sigh softly, a happy smile on your face as you breathe into the phone:

"Thank you, baby. This is the best surprise ever. I'm so happy."

"I am too, baby. Only seven more days until we can watch the sunset together again. And we'll repeat that on Christmas. And after that, I'll come to visit you and watch your sunset! And we'll just keep doing that until we can watch every sunset together."

The way he says it leaves no room for doubt. He says it like a fact, like the irrevocable truth. And it makes you think that things will be ok.

In a week, you'll get back to your Summer Paradise with Yuu. Because no matter what time of year it is, it will always be paradise with him, and the two of you will make sure to keep that summer romance alive and turn it into a lifelong love story.

You are so glad you went on that summer vacation and that you made a fool out of yourself by falling into the ocean. You would happily do it again.

Your only regret is that you lost that Flip Flop that caused this whole accident. Because that lovely shoe lead to you meeting the love of your life. It would have made for a fun keepsake.

Happy laughter bubbles out of your mouth at the memory of your little detour into the ocean and the chaotic rescue mission that followed. Sometimes, the most embarrassing thing can actually be the best thing that ever happened to you.

And now you'll always carry this memory with you. And the feeling you had during this summer will stay with you forever because Yuuji always feels like a holiday.

Ten years later:

"Open the gift, baby!! I know you will love it!"

Yuuji shoves another birthday gift into your hands, making you chuckle in affectionate amusement. Your husband is always the one who is the most excited at birthdays. Not even your three-year-old can beat him at that.

You watch your two pink-haired boys with a tender smile on your face. Jin is currently climbing onto Yuuji's lap to get a better look at the package in your hands, almost toppling over because he is so curious. But Yuuji's strong hands catch him safely, and he laughs that loud contagious laugh,

"Hey, careful, sweetie! I swear you inherited that talent for falling off things from your mommy. But luckily, you have me as your personal lifeguard, so it's fine!"

Jin scrunches his nose at that,

"Why do you always say you are a lifeguard, daddy? You don't even wear swimming clothes at work."

Both you and Yuuji burst out laughing, sharing an amused glance, and Yuuji winks at you while he reaches out to ruffle your son's pink hair.

Jin made a big fuss at the hairdresser last week, demanding to get the same haircut as his daddy because his daddy is a cool guy! Yuuji hasn't stopped being smug about that since then. But admittedly, they both look very handsome with their matching undercuts.

A warm feeling spreads through your chest. You have been married to Yuuji for eight years now, and you still love him like in the beginning, or even more.

He has stayed your personal hero, always looking out for you and giving you the comfort of his love and strength. Always making you happy with his sweetness and kindness.

He put a golden wedding ring on your finger, but the most important gold is still the one in his heart. It made you fall in love with him all those years ago at a beautiful beach, and it makes you continue to love him, makes that love grow with every passing year.

Yuuji kept his promises to you back then, and he continues to do so every single day.

Your gaze meets his, and you see the happy sparkle in his honey eyes. There is always so much love in those eyes anytime Yuuji looks at you. When he wakes up in the morning and his strong arms tighten around you as he smiles at you, still a bit sleepy. When you watch him giving your little son a piggyback ride through the living room. When Yuuji greets you after a long day at work. When he stands in the kitchen with you to cook a meal for your little family. When he makes sweet slow love to you almost every night. Or when he presses you against the shower wall in a rush of passion because he can't wait any longer to have you.

Yuuji grins and lifts his chin, indicating that you should focus on the gift package in your lap. You pick it up and inspect it, wondering what it could be.

It's the size of a shoe box. You shake it curiously, but the dull thud inside doesn't give you any idea what it could be.

"Open it, baby!"

Yuuji urges you on, his low voice filled with amused excitement.

You smile as you tear the gift wrapping off with the help of Jin's tiny hands, who is almost as excited as his daddy now.

The gift wrapping paper falls to the living room floor to reveal, as you expected, a black shoe box. You lift the lid curiously, and then three things happen at once.

Yuuji laughs loudly.

Your son slips off his father's lap and complains:

"Duh, that's boring! Daddy just bought you shoes!"

And you press a hand to your mouth as your eyes fill with tears.

Because in that shoe box is the exact same model of Flip Flops you were wearing on that significant day at the beach ten years ago.

"Omg, Yuuji! But...but how did you even know what they look like? I lost them before you fished me out of the ocean!"

His cheeky smirk is even bigger now, and he runs a hand through his pink hair, looking all proud and super cute,

"I saw a picture of you wearing them, and it gave me the idea to hunt for that same pair. I thought it would be a fun gift."

You chuckle happily and nod as more happy tears gather in your eyes.

"It's the perfect gift. Thank you, baby."

"Happy birthday and happy ten-year anniversary again. I'm so grateful for those old Flip Flops to make you stumble and give me you."

He's beaming at you with that bright sunshine smile, and before you can cry for real, Yuuji leans closer to cup your cheek with one of his large warm hands and captures your lips in a tender kiss.

When he pulls away again, his golden eyes look deeply into yours, making you feel so warm.

He is a good man, the perfect husband for you, and the best daddy in the world for your son.

Your lips tremble lightly, overcome with emotions, but Yuuji laughs softly,

"Aww, don't cry, cutie. Come here and let your personal lifeguard save you!"

And with that, he pulls you onto his lap and into his strong arms, hugging you tightly against his warm muscular body. And you wrap your arms around him, snuggling against his broad chest and lifting your head to smile at him,

"Always at my service, huh?"

"Always.

-The end -

Thank you so much for reading and staying with this story until the end! I had so much fun writing this, and it made me so happy when I saw people commenting that the story brings you comfort! That's what I want to achieve with my writing, so it means a lot to hear that! Thank you so much for the love!!

Originally I planned to end this last chapter after the moment when Yuuji sent us the plane ticket to Tokyo. But then I suddenly caught myself thinking about what will happen after that.

What bothers me in most movies or books is that they end at a time when the happy couple is still freshly in love, but we never see what happens after that. And it always makes me wonder, what will happen in ten years? Will they still be together? Will they still love each other? Will they still want each other? It's something that worries me a lot.

And so I wanted to write an ending for this story that shows that neither Yuuji nor (y/n) changed their minds. And that they stayed together and will continue to do so. I think that's very comforting. I cried so much while writing that ten years later part because it made me so happy. I needed that, I guess, and I hope you liked it too.

Thank you again to everyone who supported this story and encouraged me to keep writing it! It was such a sweet journey!

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I think the world was a better place when we didn't have tiktok/musically. Now, it's just a platform full of annoying kids who keep spreading misinformation and treating them as facts.

The thing that scares me most about TikTok is just the absolute power that one little app holds.

TikTok literally defined an entire generation and the amount of people I know who don't use TikTok can all be counted on just one single hand. I'm willing to admit that there are some positives such as the younger generations being introduced to new and interesting music (my younger cousin had no idea who artists like Celine Dion and Michael Jackson were until TikTok) and that it's a great app for editors!!

...but the weird and sharp rise of mental illness and more specifically body dysmorphia is something that needs to be addressed. I swear to God that TikTok is literally just making up insecurities as they go, I literally never even knew about things such as hip dips and smile lines until I saw a TikTok. The amount of people who shame themselves and others in comments of those videos is absolutely abhorrent and what kills me is that I don't see it going away any time soon. I'm also pretty sure that TikTok has something like a beauty filter AKA if you're conventionally attractive you have a much higher chance of becoming popular, they'll literally go out of their way to put you on everyone's feed.

It's also interesting how a lot of people use TikTok as something of a news source, the same can be applied to Instagram. Why bother going to a news website when there are already thousands of short little videos on TikTok about the subjects you like or want to know more about?

It's also interesting how other social media platforms are modeling themselves after TikTok. Instagram has reels and YouTube has YouTube shorts, both of which mimic the simple but effective dopamine hit that short TikTok videos give to our minds, especially to the minds of kids. I'm also positive that this app also kinda ruined kids attention spans but feel free to correct me on that. I also have a little name for kids that frequent TikTok often - TikTok brats. You can probably imagine how they look like, they're very entitled and think they're owed everything and are constantly glued to their phones 24/7.

Before anyone gets any funny ideas and tries to say something against me - I'm not shaming anyone for using TikTok. It's a popular app for a reason and it's a decent way to kill time but please don't let your life be consumed by it. It has a lot of weird and messed up content disguised as self improvement and I've seen people first hand fall for these tricks.