#but im always the last asleep and first awake so i will never know

[lattesqueeze]

there’s something so overstimulating about listening to someone snoring and so clearly i can never share a bed with anyone ever

[fallingformatt]

“IM NOT THAT SCARY AFTER ALL” C.S.

dealer Chris x fem!reader

summary: what happens when you go to the beach with your dealer in the middle of the night?

warnings: smut! 18+ unprotected sex, mentions weed

word count: 1.9k

a/n: heyy everyone my name is lily and this is my first fic, please don’t be hard on me. Leave suggestions or requests! Hope you enjoy

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I kept tossing and turning in my bed, I couldn't fall asleep for the life of me it was so hot in my room that even only wearing my oversized t-shirt that barely covers my ass and a thong I was still too hot to fall asleep. I picked up my phone to check the time. "Fuck" I said under my breath as the phone screen read 2:37 AM "Well there is only one thing that can help me," I said to myself as I swiftly hopped out of my bed, rushing to my vanity. I pulled out my pink 'makeup bag' which really wasn't a makeup bag but a special bag that holds weed for when I want to smoke and that's the beauty of it, my parents would never think to look in my makeup bag that is placed on my vanity, hiding in plain sight.

I pull on the zipper revealing the contents of the bag: some papers a lighter and a small tin container "Bingo" I say to myself getting excited to smoke. I opened the container and was left shocked. It was empty not even a little left for me to smoke. I sighed as I knew what my two options were. Option one go back to bed and try to fall asleep in this hell-like heat or option two message my dealer who I'm scared of. I try to see him as rarely as possible. Chris is so hot but also hella scary and always seems cold and distant so I always kept it short and always buy enough to last me at least a month. I weighed out my options and decided that there was no way that I was falling asleep without smoking so I grabbed my phone.

"hey r u still up?" I texted him and waited for an answer hoping he was still up so I could get my weed.

"yeah i'm still up, need something ma?" he answered. He always called me ma or princess which I found weird but never dared to say anything about it.

"can I buy my usual? im all out" I text right back happy that he's still awake

"sure ma gonna be there in five" he answers

I quickly go out of my room and check if my parents are asleep. I go down the stairs and quickly sneak out of the backdoor as I usually do since it's the furthest from my parents room and they wouldn't hear the door opening or closing. I go around my house and he's already at my front door waiting in his car. I quickly get in the car. "hey ma I like what ur wearing" he says smirking. I look down and realize I forgot to put on shorts or pants and now I'm sitting in his car bare ass on the seat as my shirt raised up a bit while sitting down. "well I rushed outside and it's really hot outside" I said quietly. "Do you have my weed?" I continued right after. "Of course I do ma, here," he said and pushed a baggie with weed in my hand. My eyes lit up seeing my goods and a smile creeps on my face as I reach out my hand with cash "Damn, you're so excited over some weed. You know it's not good to do drugs right?" he says in a cold tone taking my money. "Well, this weed is the only way I'm falling asleep in this weather. Besides you should want people to buy weed it's how you earn your money" I say back. "Do you wanna go somewhere cooler?" Chris asks. " Well I don't know, my parents are asleep" I answer. "Exactly they won't even know you left the house," he says smirking again. "You've got a point, sure let's go," I say.

This interaction was a bit different than all other ones. He didn't seem as cold as usual but maybe I'm just imagining things.

We have been driving for at least 10 minutes now and I'm sitting on my side both my legs horizontally on the car seat as I look through the window listening to the music that's quietly playing in the car. "Where are we going? You never told me" I ask as I turn my head. I saw Chris looking at my ass as it was fully visible in the position I'm sitting in. "We're almost there" his eyes quickly shot to the road as he answered. "Were you looking at my ass?" I say changing my sitting position. "Well ur the one who's not wearing any pants" he scoffs coldly. "I didn't know we would go somewhere" I quickly answer. "We're here," Chris says and I look outside the window. We are at the beach, the moon is shining and the waves look so calming. We both get out of the car and head to the shore.

We find a good spot and sit down. We are the only ones here no people in sight, just me and him. Well if I think about it he could kill me and no one would ever know, the thought of that made me uneasy. "You good ma?" he asks "Yeah I'm fine" I answer looking at the pretty waves as the warm breeze hits my skin. "This feels so nice," I say quietly. "It does, do you want to smoke?" he asks holding a joint that he had just rolled in between his fingers "You bet I do" I answer and he puts the joint in between my lips and lights it. I take a puff and let the smoke out. We finish the joint and sit for a bit.

I look at Chris and notice his beautiful features in the moonlight, my gaze moving from his hair to his lips, as my eyes travel down further my eyes fall to his crotch and I feel my panties dampen. He turns his head looking at me and his clear blue eyes with a hint of red surrounding them meet mine. "what's up ma?" he asks not breaking the eye contact. "You know, you're not as scary as I thought," I say looking down at my fingers and playing with the sand beneath me. "Why do you think I'm scary, do you think I'm going to kill you or something" he shoots back a question. "That thought did cross my mind if I'm being honest. You're always so cold towards me" I say and he chuckles at my confession. "I would never kill such a pretty lady. I always love seeing you ma" he says and a smile appears on my face.

"You wanna go for a swim?" he asks "I don't have a swimsuit" I answer "Neither do I, let's go anyway, cmon ma don't be shy," Chris says looking at me shooting me a quick smirk before standing up and pulling down his shorts and his shirt running towards the waves. I get up and pull off my t-shirt throwing it into the sand and covering my bare chest with my hands as I have no bra on.

I start running towards the ocean as well, seeing Chris already in the water fully swimming. I swim to him and he looks at me staring me down, till he glances at my boobs and licks his lips. "Kiss me," he demands with a lustful voice. He takes my hand and pulls me closer until our bodies meet pushing his lips onto mine unexpectedly. His tongue exploring my mouth before breaking the kiss. He moves to kissing my neck sucking on it leaving a mark. I tilt my head back and let out a quiet moan as he hits my sweet spot. "Oh you like that don't you ma," he says and moves to kiss my collarbones leaving a trail of kisses till he gets to my breasts nibbling on my nipple. "Oh fuck" I moan. "Tell me what you want, and I'm gonna give it to you princess," Chris says in a deep voice. "I want you" I manage to say. He grabs my hand and starts running towards the shore as I'm following him. We get to the shore where our clothes are.

I lay down and he crawls in between my legs his chain dangling above my face his eyes full of lust staring at my lips before smashing his lips on mine once again as we share a passionate kiss. He pulls down my thong not breaking the kiss, doing the same for his boxers. As we deepen the kiss his fingers move up and down my heat before slamming them into me. I throw my head back as a loud moan leaves my lips. "Oh fuuck Chris" I moan out loud as he continues to thrust his fingers into me at a rapid pace. "Tell me what you want," Chris says as his voice grows deep "I-I nee-" I try to say but can't finish the sentence. Chris suddenly pulls his fingers out of me and my eyes shoot open in frustration "Full sentences princess. Tell me what you want" he says his eyes darkening with arousal "I need- I need you in me Chris" I manage to squeeze out as my hips buck up yarning for him. His thumb presses against my lips before I open my mouth sucking on it. Without any warning, he pushes deeply into me causing me to let out a scream-like moan, tears forming in my eyes. Without letting me adjust he starts pounding into me his tip kissing my g-spot "Oh my god Chris you're so big" I moan as I throw my head back. He pounds deeply into me keeping the same rhythm hitting my g-spot with every thrust "Look at me" he says but I keep my eyes shut. "I said look at me princess," his voice getting deeper than before as he grabbed my jaw, and our eyes met. "Look at you, taking me so good princess," he says as he pushes his lips on mine my hand travels to his wet hair lightly pulling it and he places his hand on my thigh, our bodies sticking to each other like glue.

He continues to thrust deep and hard as my moans slip against his lips, my hands traveling to his back. He breaks the kiss and throws his head back, rolling his eyes and letting out an animalistic growl I feel my climax coming. "I- I- I'm close don't stop please don't stop Chris" I cry out as I arch my back, digging my nails into his back leaving scratch marks, bucking up my hips to feel him even deeper. Chris lets out a moan as his thrusts become more aggressive and faster. I dig my nails into the sand holding on to anything I can "I'm so close I'm gonna cum" I moan out as I feel my walls tightening around his cock. Chris hearing that thrusts in me harder than ever making me almost scream out in pleasure. His breathing became hitched as he trusted a few more times before cumming letting out a loud moan, leading to the knot in my stomach to unravel, I let out a pornographic-like moan as my orgasm took over me.

As we both came down from our highs, he pulled his dick out of me kissing me before laying in the sand next to me. He turned his head to look at me and said "Come here ma" and pulled me closer as I laid my head on his chest. We watched as the sun started to come up "See I'm not so scary after all" Chris said with a chuckle. "We should do this again" he continued and I nodded my head in agreement. "Common let's get you home," he said and we got dressed heading for his car.

[mylovelo-ak]

meeting imbibitor lunae

pairing: dan heng x gn!reader

wc: 688

synopsis: it's been a while since dan heng left for xianzhou, and he came back looking different??

notes: established relationship; spoilers!!! wrote bc im stressed w school </3

"i don't know, himeko, i haven't been able to reach him for days."

himeko let out a light laugh before sipping at her tea.

"he's a strong guy, (name). i guarantee you he's fine."

it's been a while since you last saw dan heng on the astral express after he decided to go after the others on the xianzhou. and he hasn't been replying to your messages since. dan heng has always been quick to reply to you, so his silence was frankly, out of character.

you're worried he's been involved in something keeping him busy or in danger.

dan heng never told you anything about his life before the express, and he never mentioned anything about xianzhou. but his uncertain expression when the place was mentioned, was a dead giveaway that something must've happened before.

"well yes, but he's all alone there and—"

a loud noise cut you off, followed by march's excited voice exclaiming about something.

"well looks like they're back!" himeko smiled before getting up to greet the returning members. you follow suit, eager to see your stoic boyfriend.

your footsteps were hurried, and you only mumbled a quick hello to the rest and went straight to... dan heng?

"did xianzhou give you a voucher for a salon or something?"

dan heng looked different.

his hair was longer, ears pointed, and is that eyeliner?

"hello." was all he said as his eyes darted to look everywhere but straight at you. there was a faint blush on his cheeks, which you assume is a result of your staring.

"must've been a wild trip, huh?"

"so let me get this straight, you were reincarnated, then thrown out of xianzhou, and you're actually some former big shot over there?"

"something like that."

after slipping away from everyone, you and dan heng settled in your bed in your room. his head was nestled in your lap as you hand your back against the bed frame. it's a position you both resort to after a long day, or in this case, a week.

you were mindlessly toying with his hair, almost convinced it wasn't real. for not being in this form for so long, his hair was pretty smooth.

"can i braid your hair?" you asked, already separating strands because you knew what he was going to say. he hummed in response. he leaned into your touch and let himself relax.

it wouldn't be the first time that you've done this. he used to leave the express with tiny braids scattered in his hair.

you started at the part where his hair split into two directions. you figured it would be better to do two huge braids instead of potentially hurting his scalp by doing what you used to do when his locks were shorter.

it frustrated you a little since his position would make the braids turn out wonky and inconsistent, but it's been a long week for your poor lover, you'd rather he lie down and relax.

it took you a while to finish because you took so many breaks admiring dan heng, but eventually you did.

"hey, can you move so i can lie down with you?" you tapped his cheeks to grab his attention.

you waited but to no avail. dan heng was fast asleep on your lap. you took the time to properly look at him. he looked so different from the dan heng you first met. every feature felt amplified and a lot to take in.

you let curiosity take the best of you, tapping on the horns on his head. he frowned in his sleep. he shuffled a bit and you almost panicked that your tap woke him up. but he only moved to nuzzle further into your thigh.

he was still dan heng after all. a boy of a few words who rarely smiled unless it was with you. dan heng who loved to fall asleep on any part of you and would whine when you’d try to escape from his hug (he’d never admit to doing that when he’s awake though).

you'd endure your legs falling asleep anytime for this man.

[creepygirlcemetery]

˚　i'll burn your name into my throat ♡ i'll be the fire that catches you : ticci toby x reader

warnings  𓂅 fluff, confession, best friends to lovers, sorta cliff hanger kinda? ┊an : im gonna shart this is my 3rd time trying to upload this wtf ... reblogs are appreciated !

"psst toby" you whispered, turning to the boy next to you, the lesson being too boring for you to bother paying attention to. your best friend, toby, turned his head, looking at you in confusion. "i got you something. you then pulled out two concert tickets you had been keeping in the back of your notebook.

"are those for me? he asked you, raising an eyebrow. you excitedly nodded your head. "i know how much you love this band. i managed to get tickets last minute." you explained, handing him one of the tickets.

his heart skipped a beat, this was one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for him. he took the ticket in his hand, a small vet excited smile forming on his face.

"i bought two so i can come with you.. but if you dont want me to thats okay i understa-!" "i want you to come" he said softly, cutting you off. you spent the rest of the class period talking about how you were going to go about the concert. you two agreed he'd pick you up, since he had a car, and he'd drive the both of you to and from the concert.

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"i can adjust the seat for you if you want" he muttered. it was late, you had just gotten back to the car. your feet were killing you and it felt like you could fall asleep at any moment. you sat in the passenger seat. trying to get into a comfortable position.

"yes please" you replied. he reached over, whispering a little apology when he felt as though his arm was putting pressure on your stomach. he adjusted the seat so you could lay down and get some rest on the car ride home.

it was quiet, but in a comforting way. you were the only person who liked to hang out with toby. he never understood why you'd make an effort to talk to him, be kind to him, or stick up for him, but loved you and he never could have traded it for the world. so while you slept peacefully in his passenger seat, after bringing him to a concert he couldve only wished to go to, he accepted that things happen and sometimes you dont need to understand why.

he gently tapped you awake after parking in a random spot in your condo's parking lot. "we're here" he told you softly. you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. tiredly getting up and putting the seat back in its original position. "thanks for the ride toby" you mumbled, picking up your bag from the passenger floor. he replied with a "no problem" as you unbuckled the seat belt and reached for the car door.

"you okay?" he asked. you couldnt get yourself to open the door. you turned to him, a soft blush tinting your cheeks and nose bridge. maybe it was time for toby to understand. maybe it was time for him to understand why you were always the first to stick up for him, to be there for him with open arms, to treat him kindly, to love him. "tobias, i'm inlove with you"

[brooooswriting]

Hi!! I love your writing, so how about prompt 9 and 16 with Nat?

9. “Don’t panic, but I think there’s someone in our house”

16. “Don’t touch me! GET OFF”

A/n: my first prompt writing, let me know what you think :)

You were laying in bed with your head on your girlfriends pillow and your guys cat curled up to you. Natasha was on a mission for the last two weeks and there were one and a half more to come. You hated it when she was gone, especially since you guys moved into such a secluded house, it felt extremely lonely there. But you loved the fact that your girlfriend was saving the world so you never said anything. It was around 2 a.m. now and you just couldn’t fall asleep, you tossed and turned around until Liho came and lays down next to you.

You were about to doze off when you heard a crack making you jump awake again. It was loud enough to be on the inside and you were 100% sure that you closed all the windows which meant that it couldn’t have been the wind. Another sound was heard from the first floor making you jump again before turning to the cat. “Don’t panic, but I think there��s somebody in our house” you mumbled to the blob of black fur next to you but only received a purring as a reply. “Great to hear that you’re also concerned” you rolled your eyes before standing up to investigate where the sound was coming from.

With your phone in hand you waddled downstairs, turning every light on that you had passed. Your phone was on call mode, Natasha contact already open, just in case. It was kinda funny to you how your first instinct was always calling her, not the police or Tony, who lived like 8 minutes away when he flew with his suit and was currently home. No, it was her because you only felt save when she was there.

You looked around and went through almost all the rooms but there was nobody. “Well, I guess it was my imagination then. Right?” You whispered to yourself. You decided to drink some water while you were already in the kitchen. With your back towards the door you looked outside the window, watching how the wind blew through the trees and a sense of calmness overtook you.

At least until you felt an arm around your waist. You immediately let go of the glass and yelped as you started to hit around yourself. “Don’t touch me! GET OFF” you screamed once you felt yourself being turned around. Terrible scenarios building in your mind as you cried out for them to let you go. As soon as you were turned the grip on you disappeared and you felt the person take a step back.

“It’s alright, it’s okay. It’s just me love” The moment you heard the voice you calmed down, taking a moment to breath before doing anything. It was the moment you also noticed that you had tears streaming down your face. She repeatedly mumbled reassuring phrases until you started to talk.

“You asshole! I thought somebody was going to kill me” you whisper screamed at her, hitting her with the kitchen towel that was behind you. She couldn’t help but giggle as you kept on hitting her with the fabric.

“Im sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you that bad. But it was kinda funny” she grinned and hugged you tightly, her hand rubbing your back while yours wrapped around your neck.

“Why are you here already?” You asked into her neck, your hand playing with the back of her shirt.

“What? Not enough time to hide your side chick?” She laughed as she squeezed your waist, making clear that she was joking. “We found the suspect sooner and I couldn’t wait to come home. Steve snores like 10 men” you giggled before placing a kiss on her neck.

“I’m happy you’re back, I really am but I’m so tired” you sighed and placed the side of your head on her shoulder. The next thing you let out was a yelp as your girlfriend picked you up and carried you up the stairs and placed you on the bed. “Thank you” you mumbled with a small smile as you went under the blanket.

You watched as the redhead greeted the cat before changing into some sleepwear. “Now move over, I gotta cuddle my girl. You’ve had her for the last two weeks” she said to Liho and poked his belly making him stand up and lay on your other side. “Thank you very much” you couldn’t help but laugh at their antics.

“I’m so happy you’re back” you whispered as you nearly laid on top of her.

“I’m happy to be back too” she placed a couple of kisses on your lips as her hand rubbed your bare back. You chased after her lips making her smile but keep kissing you nonetheless.

“I love you, but if you ever scare me like that again you’re sleeping on the couch”

“Yes ma’am”

“Good, now give a kiss and then cuddle me”

“Yes ma’am” you kissed again before you turned to your side so she could spoon you.

“I love you too by the way” she kissed the back of your neck before turning off the light to let you sleep.

[knoxic]

A kiss may ruin a human life.

Oscar Wilde

-Masterlist- part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4

wc: 2,1k

warnings: miscommunications (but really there's almost no communication at all), self deprecating thoughts, mentions of death, ptsd, insomnia, anxiety, grief(?), angst,

i think that's it but please let me know if there's anything else!

a/n: this work implies that Hotch heard Haley's last breath. timeline is around season 6-7 but it doesn't really matter. this is heavily based on my own experience from death and hearing someone's last breath. Hotch is a little out of character but it'll get better i promise, this was supposed to be something just for myself but i decided to post it, that being said, im already writing part 2!

no use of y/n!

He was distant. 

He kept avoiding you, every day, even when you got back to the hotel and had no other choice but to be around each other, he showered and said some casual phrases that could damn well be said to a stranger.

You tried to understand, he was stressed and haven't slept well in days but, fuck, wasn't it happening to everyone else? And they weren't avoiding you...

Asking if he wanted something to eat or if he wanted that shitty coffee just got you a cold and empty answer. "No, thanks.", "I've had enough for today, thank you.", "I'll just finish some files," and etc. Sure he was polite, you don't think Hotch could be rude even if he wanted to, at least not with someone he was close to, but he was always so gentle and warm, had you done something to make him mad?

It started off just as every other day started, a new case in a city you've never been to before. Sharing a room with your boss meant a different routine than if you shared with anyone else in the team, late nights and early mornings, the sound of pen scratching paper being the first thing you heard when waking up and the last when you were drifting off, you wondered if he even slept at all.

The answer was no, he barely ever slept during a case, especially if he could hear you breathing all night. 

He was scared, scared it would happen again. It was unrealistic and he knew, it happened too many times already, but twice like that was terrifying.

Terrifying to the point he was paralyzed, every night you whispered that sweet "Good night, Hotch." and it flipped the switch, he would now spend the night awake to make sure that you would tell him "Good morning, Hotch" in a gentle yet strong voice. That whisper sounded enough like the gasp he heard that one time, and it always immediately set off every trigger he had of that unfortunate day.

Every night he spent with you in the same room he tried to distract himself enough not to hear your steady breaths, finishing random files that weren't so important and sometimes even going as far as writing them twice. When he got tired enough to pass out, he would lie down and hope that the second his head hit the uncomfortable pillow he would be asleep. 

It never happened.

He kept listening. You sometimes tossed and turned in your sleep, and he knew it meant you were probably having nightmares but it always soothed his mind. If you were moving it meant you were still alive, and the rustling of the sheets downed out the agonizing sound of your breath.

Sometimes he slept, but even when he did, he kept listening, gunshots echoed inside his head, his aching hands clad with blood holding her body, the sound... the horrific, terrifying, agonizing sound of her last breath.

He thought it had stopped, he has triggers of course but, it wasn't always that they were set off like this, usually it happened sometimes when Jack slept on his chest and that meant carrying him to bed, but he normally allowed himself a bit of self care and went to his own room, close enough from his child to hear if he called but far enough to not hear his steady breaths. Being stuck in a hotel room did not allow him that. He tried soundproof headphones after the second night they spent together a couple years ago, he quickly figured it was somehow more agonizing than being able to hear.

Now three days into the case, he was desperate for a night alone, to drown in complete silence and darkness. Thankfully, yet not what he wanted, you had gone to Emily's room to discuss something, he didn't know what it was and apparently you didn't care enough to tell him, or you just didn't want him to know.

He held himself from sprinting to bed right after you left the room, surely it wouldn't look so good if you were to come back because you forgot something or for any other reason, he let a couple minutes pass by, anxiously so, before he got up to take the fastest shower he could manage and jumped into bed, he almost decided against clothes before reminding himself that sooner or later you would come back. It took more time than he'd like but finally he was drifting off, quicker than expected.

"Emily..." you whimpered.

"Come on... it's Hotch," she rested a hand on your shoulder, "he's probably just going through something. I heard him tell Rossi last week that Jack was having some troubles in school, it might be that, right?"

"Yeah, but I feel like..." Emily was the only one who knew about your confusing feelings for Hotch and still you hesitated, "I feel like it's something else... he's been avoiding me and rarely looks me in the eye when we talk."

Emily went silent for a few seconds, looking away and seemed to be deciding carefully what to say.

"Listen, you know I love you and support anything you do, but..." oh God "You should talk to him, not me."

"I came to you exactly because I don't want to talk to him, even if I tried I don't think he would answer." You gave her the most pleading puppy eyes you could manage. 

"There's only one way to find out, honey."

After a few more minutes of licking your wounds you gathered yourself enough to face Aaron, walking a little too fast to your shared room just to make sure you wouldn't have time to back down and run back to Emily. Thinking too many things and nothing at all just to distract yourself you ended up opening the door loudly, scaring yourself when the lights were off and you could barely make out the person under the blankets.

Did you really just open a random door? Fuck! 

In your panic state your eyes caught a glimpse of Aaron's bag close to his bed, some files slipped out from it when he drastically dropped it earlier. Without realizing, you slipped into the room and closed the door quieter than you had opened it, unsure if Aaron was indeed asleep or if he was pretending just so he wouldn't have to talk to you, a shower seemed to be the best thing to do.

It was weird, a part of you knew he was tired, and going to sleep without someone else in the room is sometimes a lot easier, but, the bigger part of you kept thinking that he was doing this just to avoid you, to not have to force out a "Good night." when both of you knew it wasn't good for him, and it hurt.

Shower was indeed a good thing, the warm water doing wonders to your aching muscles and the sound of the water running was a good background for your mind to organize your thoughts. That same sound was what Aaron woke up to.

Looking around searching for what had woken him, he saw the light coming from the bathroom, the door didn't close all the way sometimes, you had to close it hard and he supposed you didn't want to make noise. He searched for his phone to check the time, see how long it took you to come back, but in his hustle earlier he had forgotten to pick up his phone, wherever it was he didn't feel like getting up to search for it.

In his sleepy state he had turned to watch the door, not really paying attention to what he was looking out for until he got a glimpse of you wrapping a towel around your body, he hadn't even that noticed the sound of the water had stopped, snapping himself out of whatever this was he turned away from the door, right before he saw the light getting brighter and your quiet barefoot steps getting closer, a zipper being opened, rustle of fabric and the zipper being closed, steps again but this time going away and the room getting darker again.

It didn't take long for you to come back, he could smell the soap you always used, it only took him a couple days sharing a room and a bathroom with you to know that every soap and perfume you used smelled mostly the same.

It almost physically pained him to not be able to smell it directly from your skin, he had hugged you and stood close enough to smell your perfume he knew it wasn't the same as your fresh out of the shower scent. It already smelled so comforting from this far, he was certain he'd go insane if he ever got the chance to hug you like this, out of any police department or hospital smell, just you. 

He was so lost in thought he hadn't realized you had already settled in bed.

"Good night, Hotch..." he heard you whisper, so quietly he almost missed it, it made his heart stutter and beat faster.

Did you know he was awake? Did you see him looking at you through the open door? He didn't see anything but the skin of your arms! Should he answer? No. Stop it, idiot.

You turned again, again and again. The mattress was hard, the blanket kept scratching your bare legs, the pillow made you feel like a stone would be comfier, not to mention the discomfort of having your mind tell you how uncomfortable Aaron must be that he even went to bed earlier just so he wouldn't have to see you. You must be so pathetic to even have wished him a good night when he clearly didn't want you here–

"Are you okay?" There it was, his husky voice, he was sleeping and you disturbed him. 

"Uh–yeah, sorry to wake you up." Wow, that came out so weak, he definitely thinks you're pathetic.

The sound of his body turning and his voice right beside your ear made you shiver. 

"You keep tossing and turning, your breath is faster than normal," he sighed. "So I'll ask again, are you okay?" It's now or never.

"Have you–you've been avoiding me." You could hear Emily's voice saying it wasn't so hard was it?

"No I haven't." That came out way too fast to be true, Hotchner.

"Yes you have, and you can barely even look at me when we're alone, you give me empty words and talk better to a rookie you'll never see again," you were rambling but now there was no way you would stop. "If I did something to upset you, please tell me. Because, I can profile you but I cannot read your mind yet, and I can't apologize if I don't know what I did wrong." 

"I-" God, you were so self deprecating. "I'm sorry I made you feel that way, you did nothing wrong." He spoke in a weirdly soft voice.

"That–that doesn't make me feel better..."

"I'm sorry... it's... not something you did..." Well, if you were talking then he should too, "It's you."

A couple seconds passed, they felt like minutes.

Your heart dropped, "What?" It couldn't be... you knew you weren't perfect but, to know your mind was right yet again felt... nauseous.

"Wait! wait," he was sitting up now, back to the headboard, making a calm down gesture with his hands, he did that once with a child, to make them stop their rambling, you really were pathetic.

"Not you, I meant... Fuck, it's complicated."

Now that you were already broken, you might as well just finish this, end what made you anxious for once, even if it meant losing your hopes of being with him.

Your breath was harder and lost its rhythm. You could be going into a panic attack right now but Aaron was relieved, after hearing the way your voice got so... pained, he thought he ended this, that you would get up and leave him. The memories came back in a rush that made him dizzy, but you were still here, and breathing hard, unlike the breath Haley–

"Then tell me, unless you have something else to do at 2am. I think we have enough time, tell me. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not as complicated as what we had going on." Your voice was steady, no longer panicked and embarrassed like someone who just got rejected by their crush, that was the voice of a person who took down serial killers for a living, who could damn well talk face to face with him if they were to fight. Now he felt small, he could tower over you if you two were standing up but he knew you were the bigger person.

[iid-smile]

sunset , shinazugawa sanemi

x fem!reader ! nothing much, just fluffy

author's note: dedicated to @sanemistar ! (congrats on 600 cutie mwah 🫶) im literally half asleep rn so my proofreading job wasnt the best

synopsis: you and sanemi watching the sunset together.

word count: 500<

a small hobby you and sanemi have picked up was watching the sunset before he goes on a mission. at first, it was just you sat by the window while he would get ready in the background, but nowadays he's been doing it earlier so he has time for you. do you mind? of course not. your moments with him are already scarce, and you're not aware when he comes to bed at night or leaves for work in the morning. even if he stays with you for five minutes, that's a lot more than what you used to get in the past.

leaning on the window sill, you adjust your nightdress so you could prop your feet up to be more comfortable. the estate has been empty all day, so you could only assume that he's busy; too busy to come home.

as the sky starts to change colour into hues of indigo and orange, you hear footsteps approaching the window, and then sanemi moving to sit beside you, his body facing towards you. "no surprise kisses? no hugs from behind?" you tease as a greeting.

he scoffs lightly, resting his chin on his palm. "you know that's not like me."

the two of you stay quiet, you staring at all of the scars spread throughout his face; his pretty face. he's well aware of your gaze, but he chooses not to look back. "i thought you were busy?" your head tilts to the side.

his eyes shut in a slow blink, and open, glancing at you. "i came back just for you."

"and how long can you stay?"

"only a bit."

'a bit' is too broad. he made the choice to return home from god knows where he was, only to stay with you for 'a bit'?

"wouldn't that be a waste of time?" a waste of his time. you would hate to be wasting his time watching a silly sunset when there's always tomorrow or the future to do so.

his response is quick. "never." and he doesn't elaborate further. sanemi tries so hard to be nonchalant, but it's clear as day that he loves you.

again, you're both quiet. the sun has nearly completely disappeared, the slight golden glow close to its end. for you, it feels like only seconds had pasted until you notice him standing up.

"you're leaving?" your expression and tone is of obvious disappointment.

"it's been an hour. i'm already running late." he picks up his sword that was laying next to him. "make sure you sleep soon, i don't want to see you awake after my mission."

you wanted to protest, but sanemi places a hand on your head, carefully stroking your hair and pushing it back. he kisses your forehead, then your lips, and they're not small pecks either. "i'll be back, alright?" the rare smile that you love oh so much appears on his lips. it's reassuring and contagious.

once last time, he ruffles your hair and makes his way to the door. your heart and cheeks feel warm, a fuzzy feeling forming in your stomach as you grin. "alright."

[bbrissonn]

𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡

☆⋆｡°‧★ in which dahlia and will can't stop talking to each other

☆⋆｡°‧★ will smith x dahlia monroe

☆⋆｡°‧★ wc: 2k

☆⋆｡°‧★ au masterlist

when dahlia got back to her dorm room, she stared down at the new contact in her phone for probably ten minutes wondering if she should text the blond boy or not. she wanted to, she really did, but she just did not what to say. she choose to just wait for the boy to text first, after all he was the one with her number written on his hand.

dahlia went on with her night, doing her skincare routine as she listen to her music, trying her hardest not to constantly look at her phone to see if he had texted. 'his phone his dead' she kept reminding herself when the only message she got was from violette wishing her a good night.

it wasn't until she girl was about to go to sleep that the boy messaged her. it was just a simple hey :) yet the girl found herself kicking her feet slightly as his notification popped up. if violette were here right now, she would probably die of laughter at the smile plastered on her best friend's face.

dahlia

hi (:

will

thanks again for helping me

dahlia

no worries

honestly it was a little

embarrassing watching you

spin around in circles

i had to do something

will

wow

im wounded lia

dahlia

you get hit by grown men

and your ok

but a little teasing

and your hurt??

you're softer than i

thought smith

will

oh so yk my last name

wonder how that it

dahlia

oh-

good night.

will

good night :)

it was safe to say that the girl fell asleep with a wide grin as her mind played her encounter with the boy over and over again.

✧˖°˖☆˖°˖✧

the next day, dahlia found herself sitting in the same exact spot for the third time now. violette was next to her again, but this time her boyfriend was with them. dahlia did not know him very well, but she knew he was treating her best friend perfectly and that's all the mattered to her.

"something weird is going." violette mumbled to her boyfriend, alex, as she watched her best friend share a small wave with the blond freshmen.

the two had spent pretty much the whole day texting one another, beginning with will texting her good morning. the two got to know each other, their favourite colours, favourite movies, music taste, favourite meal, all the question that could be asked were asked. granted, will looked up his question online, but the effort was all that mattered.

dahlia had never been so attached to her phone before, always having it open as she waited for the boy's next message. even on his way to the rink, he was still texting her, and same for her, making her almost bump into a boy twice her height. that was also something that violette quickly noticed.

as for will, his attachment to his own phone did not go unnoticed by his friends either. when gabe had woken up that morning, his best friend was already awake, smiling down at his phone, which he pretty much spent the whole day doing. it also was noticed by his teammates in the locker room.

will was normally always locked in the second he got into the rink, barely ever looking at his phone. but today, he could not go more than a feet away from it, feeling the need to always check if dahlia had answered him.

"you guys all saw what i saw right?" gabe asked his fellow freshman as they all stood in front of the bench. the warmup was ending in less than two minutes and will had decided to make his way back to the locker room. of course, as he made his way down the tunnel, a wide smile was stuck on his face as he passed dahlia.

"he's so whipped." ryan laughed as they all started making their way down the tunnel as well. they all could not help but look at will's mystery girl, who was typing away on her phone with a smile that mirrored will's.

unsurprisingly to any of them, when they arrived in the locker room, the blond freshman was also silling down at his phone. the boys all exchanged smirks before going to their stall and finishing their pregame rituals.

"jeez man, you know it won't run away from you." jamie chuckled as he sat down in his stall next to the freshman. everyone had noticed how dependent of his phone the boy had been, and they were all waiting for someone to bring it up for them to really dig into the poor blond boy.

"huh?" will asked, looking up from his phone and over to his teammate. by then, pretty much everyone in the locker was looking at him, making will a little self-conscious. "what?"

"your phone. nothing's gonna happen to you if you don't touch it for more than a minute." jack said from the other side of the boy. some of the guys around the room chuckled slightly, making will blush a little, he did not think they had realized how much he was using it.

"who're you texting anyways?"

"uhm, n-no one." will stuttered, mentally cursing to himself for how he was acting.

"you sure it's not mystery girl?" ryan teased from across the room with a smirk on his face. his words made the whole team erupt in ooh's, while will's face became a dark red shade.

"there's no mystery girl."

"sure there isn't, buddy. we all saw that little smile you gave her." drew added. will had never wanted to disappear as much as right now.

"hey, who's phone number is on you hand?" jamie said, grabbing a hold of the boy's hand. somehow, will's face became even darker than before as more laughs echoed in the room.

"no one's!"

"is this no one the same no one that you're texting."

"maybe." will admitted. he figured his friends were not going to let this go any time soon, or that they would end up finding out the truth anyways, so what was the point of lying. "but it's none of your business, so just drop it."

will's words came out harsher than he had intended. he was never one to react like this, and all the boys knew that, meaning they stopped bothering him about it.

none of them brought it up on the bench when he would sometimes look back at the girl and send her a soft grin. or when their eyes would connect for a long time whenever will made his way back to the bench. but, just because they did not bring it up to him, it did not mean they did not bring it between themselves.

gabe and ryan pretty much spent the whole gossiping like a bunch of teenage girls, giggling whenever they would noticed their interaction. they knew will heard everything they were saying and laughing about, but the boy did not care. they were leaving him alone about it and that's all that mattered.

unfortunately, the game did noy go their way, losing 3-4 to denver, but will had scored two goals, so dahlia did not really care about the score. just as her, and the other two were about to exit the forum, her phone dinged, making her stop in her tracks.

will

did you leave yet?

dahlia

no

why?

will

wanna see you

dahlia

uhm idk

wasn't on my schedule

will

its almost ten

what could you possibly

have to do thats more fun

than seeing me

dahlia

im a busy gal

you'd be surprised

where do i go?

will

come near the locker rooms

you'll see me

dahlia

this is my third time

being here you think

i know where that it

"you guys go one, i have to meet someone." dahlia said to her friend. a smirk grew on violette's face as the pieces clicked in her head.

"smith?"

"maybe."

"you coming home tonight?"

"yes." dahlia said sternly to alex, making the boy frown slightly before the couple said their goodbyes and made their way out of the forum. the next second, will was calling her.

"hi." the girl spoke, a shy smile on her face as she moved to the side so people could make their way out.

"hey. you really don't know where to go?" the boy chuckled making the girl scoff a bit.

"no, i don't." the girl sassed, making while chuckle a little more.

"meet me at your seat." he said, and before the girl could say anything, he hung up. it took a couple of seconds for her brain to understand what had just happened.

eventually she snapped back and started making her way back to her seat. there was pretty much no one left in the area, only one or two janitors that had started cleaning. as she approached her section, she could see a boy leaning against the wall right besides the entry to the stands. he was holding his phone in his hand, texting his friends not to wait for him.

"hey." he said with a wide grin, slipping his phone into his pocket when he noticed the girl. he pushed himself off the wall and took a couple of steps to meet her in the middle.

"hi." the girl giggled, her nervousness taking over. when the two teens were standing in front of each other, they stared at each with wide matching smiles. will was the first to move, wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her close to him.

the girl was a little shocked at his boldness, but she liked it. it took her a couple of seconds before relaxing into his arms and wrapping her own around his neck. her head was resting in the crock of the boy's neck, his cologne filling her nose.

"thank you for coming."

"you played great." the girl whispered back, making the boy scoff a bit. "you did, will. last time i checked you're the only one with two goals."

"we lost."

"so? it's one game, there's a like i don't how many more left. i had a lot of fun watching you." the girl said, trying to cheer him up. the two now had their foreheads resting against the other's, their words barely being loud enough for them to hear. will's eyes were closed as one of dahlia's hand came up to his face, cupping his cheek and rubbing the skin on his cheekbone.

"it's just... hard." the boy sighed.

"i get it, sorta, i think? when i try a new baking recipe and it turns out horrible, i get mad. especially when i do everything right, and it just doesn't work." the girl explained, making the boy open his eyes.

"you bake?"

"helps me calm down. the best part is getting to eat though." she said, a soft smile on her face as the two locked eyes.

"teach me one day?" will asked, and the girl was quick to shake her head yes. "good." he added before leaning in a pressing a small peck to her cheek. the girl blushed, her eyes avoiding his as she bit back a smile.

"food?" the girl asked, trying her hardest to change the subject, while still avoiding his gaze.

"you pick."

soon, the two young adults found themselves sitting in a pizza place not too far from campus. the two spent the night laughing and getting to know each other even more.

the night ended with will walking dahlia back to her dorm, his hand holding onto hers. once the two arrived at her dorm room near midnight, dahlia turned around to hug the boy goodbye.

"thank you for cheering me up."

"you're too pretty to be sad." the girl answered boldly, her head laying against his chest as they hugged. when the two pulled away, dahlia pressed a kiss right besides his lips, grinning afterwards.

"'night, will."

"good night, lia."

[cyborg-franky]

Hello franky san! Hope ur doing okay

Is it possible to ask for comfort hcs of thatch with a s/o who struggles to fall asleep? I’ve been having this problem where my breathing seems to stop when im dozing off, which I then have to get up in my place and gasp for air. It goes on and on like that the rest of the night till I somehow manage to finally sleep. Sometimes I never even go back to sleep coz im just scared it will happen again.

It’s kind of a personal thing and I apologize to you and everyone else if it’s not something that u can relate to.

I hope u having a great day🩷

First of all. I think you MIGHT have sleep apnea [spelling?] and should go to a sleep doctor. That sometimes happens to me and my wife shakes me awake. It's pretty common and I think in severe cases you need a machine to help you at night. I am not a doctor I just know a big bunch of people who have this issue! I would go and check it out ASAP <3

Thatch x GN Reader SFW

Thatch was the type of person who would be fast asleep the moment his head touched the pillow. He was always out like a light, ready to rise with the sun.

But you were his complete opposite. You struggled to fall asleep and even struggled to stay asleep.

Every day, you wake up groggy and feeling unrested, yet you get ready for your job, doing your duties as a member of the 4th division. Thatch knew you had a hard time resting, so he would try to go easy on you in the kitchen, leaving you to simple chores that didn’t involve anything sharp or hot.

Thatch noticed you tried to avoid going back to sleep sometimes, too shaken up from gasping for air, much like a man who’d been drowning, breaking the surface of the waves to gulp in a breath.

He would comfort you as much as he could, and you’d feel a large, rough hand on your back, rubbing you gently and soothing you as your heart raced. You sighed and closed your eyes, trying to focus on his voice, trying to ground you.

“Shh, shhh, darlin’, it's okay.” he cooed and started to snuggle behind you when he was sure you wouldn’t mind his body against yours when your breathing normalized, and you didn’t seem to be in a state of panic.

“Ugh, I hate it, Thatch. I’m so worried I won’t wake up again,’” you confessed and turned to face him, your tired eyes meeting him as he hummed in thought. We should take you to talk to Birdbrain tomorrow. It’s not right to keep this to yourself. Ya never know. He might have the answers,” he said as he carried on rubbing your back. 

You nodded only half here as your eyes grew heavy. You kept trying to wake yourself each time you heard your breath deepening in a light snore. 

Thatch sat up, leaning against the headboard, his hand now running through your hair, fingers playing with the strands. 

“I’ll stay awake and make sure you're okay. How does that sound?” he offered, and you blinked.

“But won’t you be tired?” he shrugged his shoulders and chuckled. “I’ve already slept a near-full night. Let me stay up these last few hours, and if you stop breathing, I’ll be here to make sure you get up. How's that? My word!”

You felt warmth bloom in your chest. He was such a wonderful man, a perfect partner. “Really?” “Anything for you, darling. You just have to promise me you will see the doctor tomorrow.”

“I promise,” you sleepily mumbled and got comfy.

“Sleep tight,” he said, and you were already snoring softly, feeling safe with him.

[dirtybitfic]

Impromptu trip

Chris and Matt x y/n

(sorry this story is long asf I got really into it)(read time- Contains-smut, threesome , dom-Chris, dom-Matt, sub-reader, roughhh sex, use of names like- slut, whore, daddy, ma, baby ,sir. Slight dumbification kink. blue-matt orange-chris pink-y/n

Y/n pov-

Me , matt and Chris just landed in Michigan. We are here for about 5 days for a music festival they got invited to and brought me as a plus one. Im so excited since I haven't gone to a music festival but have always wanted to .

We're exhausted givin none of us slept on the plain and its around 5 am right now. We found our uber and made our way to the air bnb. The people who invited them booked the place we'll be staying at so we have idea what to expect but i'm just excited to get there take a shower and get some sleep before tonight. After about a 30 minute ride we reach a cute little cabin . We get out and grab our bags from the trunk and thank the uber driver then make our way to the door and type in the entry code . We make our way in and take a look around . It has a warm and cozy atmosphere . The living room is pretty spacious .

let's go check out the rooms chris says as he walks up the small set of stairs.

me and Matt follow as Chris opens one of two doors only to see its a bathroom.

we all look at each other in confusion since we expected it to be a bedroom.

we want to open the last door at the end of the hall and it opens to a large bedroom.

damn this is nice

yeah it is

uh guys... I say slowly realizing this is the only room in the house

they both turn to look at me .

what they say in unison

I don't know if you noticed but ...this is the only bedroom in the house

they both look shocked then look at each other.

well shit Chris says as he looks back at me .

Matt looks at me with a small smile .

I mean it wouldn't be weird to all share a bed would it

I mean.. I guess not no

good thing its a king size then chris says as he flops down on the bed .

I laugh a little and hop onto the bed laying down too and Matt follows laying on my opposite side.

we all lay there for a minute in silence.

im so fucking tired I say and they both agree

lets set an alarm for like 2:30 since the festival starts at 6 and they have a car picking us up around like 4:45 Matt says as he sets an alarm on his phone .

I roll over facing Matt since I cant sleep on my back comfortably . We all fall asleep pretty quickly .

Fuck y/n you feel so good chris moans as he slamming into me from the back . Matt is in front of me shoving his dick down my throat as im gagging on it as moans escape my mouth from how good chris feels . mm fuck just like that sucking down my dick like a good girl matt groans as he pulls tighter in my hair ...

I jolt awake to the alarm with wide eyes . What the fuck did I just dream about. I just had a dream about having a threesome with two of my best friends and ... I hate to admit it but I can feel how soaked my thong is as I sit up.

Matt groans as he turns off the alarm and stretches out as Chris sits up rubbing his eyes.

sleep good matt asks me as he looks at my reddened face.

mhm- yeah slept great I rush out as I crawl out of bed and go to the bathroom.

I go pee as I try and wrap my mind around the dream I just had. I mean obviously Matt and Chris are attractive but i've never dreamed about them sexually. For some reason I feel guilty about it but I also cant ignore how turned on I am from the thought of having them both use me in that way.

I splash some water on my face to wake me up a bit then make my way back into the bedroom.

im gonna go shower in the downstairs bathroom real quick Matt says as he grabs his towel and leaves the room .

you care if I shower first chris asks me as he stands up from the bed and stretches. My mouth dries up as I watch his shirt lift and show his v line and a bit of his happy trail.

hmm I say as my eyes snap back up to his as I see a small smirk form on his lips .

I said do you care if I shower first he says tilting his head to the side

oh no your good I still need to pick my outfit anyways so go ahead I say trying not to get red from the intense eye contact hes holding with me .

mmk he says smiling as he walks out the door to the bathroom

I go to my bag and pull out three option each with a different vibe

outfit 1

outfit 2

outfit 3

I love them all but I just don't know which to pick . One is comfy but hot . Two is very risky and see through so picking undergarments is gonna be difficult . Three is so cute and has some character to it.

I sit on the floor looking at them debating when Matt comes in. Towel hanging low with water droplets still on his skin. I try not to stare for too long but he catches me and smiles causing my face to get red.

watcha doin he asks as he walks to his bag pulling out boxers and his outfit .

trying to figure out which outfit to wear I say truthfully. I look back at the outfits still trying to think about which one will be the best.

why don't you try them on and ill help you pick he says as he's slipping on his sweatshirt and boxers then his pants.

I look back at him and notice his outfit has beige in in making me lean more towards the 3rd option.

okay turn around and i'll put on the first option

he turns around and I change into the first outfit. I like it but I feel like it may be too plain.

okay you can look

he turns and looks me over making me nervous .

I like it . It's comfy but a little plain he says with a smile

yeah I was thinking the same thing I answer honestly

okay the next one is ... a bit crazy and see through so ...

he smiles and turns around waiting for me to get the second option on.

I grab a plain black thong from my bag and some black nipple tape I brought .

I throw tape over them in the shape of x's and then put the thong on then the outfit . I look in the mirror and shake my head . This outfit is very slutty and I don't know if I should be out it public wearing it but... whatever.

okay turn around

he turns and his jaw slightly drops .

damn... its I mean ... you look good

I laugh a little at his answer .

its a bit too much huh I ask hoping hell answer truthfully.

I mean its veryyy see through don't get me wrong it looks amazing but... I think its a bit too risky he says as he stairs at my body making my face heat up.

yeah I think its a bit too much skin showing . I turn and bend down grabbing the shirt for the next outfit.

I hear Matt clear his throat whisper "damn" under his breathe. I smile as I realize he just got a clear view of my ass.

I turn around and he whips around staring at the wall shifting on his feet.

I smile as I get the last outfit on . I smile in the mirror loving the way this one looks on me .

okay this is the last one

he turns and looks at me with a big smile on his face.

oooh this one is the best definitely this one he says shaking his head .

I agree I like this one I say as he turns back around . I put back on my shirt and shorts then Chris walks back in from the shower repeat of Matt walking in . He has his towel hanging dangerously low his hair still dripping water down his body . I turn back around but feel eyes on my back . I look over my shoulder to see he’s looking at me with a smirk. I blush as I go to grab a towel and going back to grab my hair products and body wash.

I’m gonna shower then get ready I say as I make my way out of the bedroom.

Alright Chris says as he goes to grab his outfit for tonight. My eyes linger in the way his back muscles move when he picks up his pants . I look over at Matt as he quarks a brow at me and smirks . I turn and walk out quickly embarrassed that he caught me staring at Chris for a bit too long after he already caught me staring at him when he was in his towel.

I take a hot long shower then hop out and throw on my towel before going back to the bedroom to grab my hair dryer , makeup and outfit.

I walk in and there eyes shoot to me both looking me up and down making me nervous.

I walk to my bag grabbing the stuff I need then making my way back to the bathroom to get ready.

Matt’s pov-

I couldn’t help but notice the way y/n looked at me when I came into the room after my shower. At the way her ass looked when she bent over in her thong. I know she’s one of our best friends and I shouldn’t be thinking the things I am about her but I can’t help myself she’s just so beautiful. The things I want to do to her are so so wrong but fuck I want her so bad.

I turn to Chris he looks at me brows raised waiting for me to talk.

Bro if I tell you something you gotta promise not tell anyone

He looks at me but smiles

Okay I won’t tell anyone now what is it

I… i think I’m into y/n

Fuck dude he groans as he shakes his head .

What is that bad

Yeah

What why I mean I know she’s our best friend but -

Nah that’s not why

Okay then why I ask looking at him with a certain look on my face telling his to spit it out

Because… I think I’m into y/n

Fuck I groan as I put my head in my hands. Me and Chris have never liked the same girl and usually we don’t like the same type of girls but I guess y/n is an exception . Now we’re both fucked

We sit in silence for a bit before he turns to me

Okay you saw the way she looked at me when I came back In from shower right

Yeah but… she did the same to me when I came in I answer In all honesty

So … what if she thinks we’re both attractive

I mean I don’t fucking know dude it’s not like we can share her

He looks at me before his eyes widen and he smiles .

I mean… we could though

My eyes widen as I look at him . That would be weird asf sharing a girl with my brother but also … if we both want her I mean … who knows .

I… wouldn’t that be weird

I mean a little but … it’s either neither of us get her orrr…

We both get her I finish his sentence as I sigh a little .

As we’re both deep in thought on our phones the door opens and she walks in .

She’s so beautiful her hair is curled and it looks like there’s … glitter in it but I can’t tell from this far away. Her makeup done perfectly her eyes holding a seductive look and god damn her body in that little outfit . It’s driving me crazy and I can only guess Chris is thinking the same things .

You look great I say as I look her up and down . She smiles at me widely giving us a little spin.

Thank you and hey looks like we’re all matching she says pointing out the fact we’re all wearing shades of beige in our outfits.

chris's shirt , pants , shoes.

ah damn your right I didn't even notice

well im gonna go grab a water real quick you guys want me to grab you anything she says as she makes her way to the door .

can you grab me a Pepsi please

same for me I say smiling at her.

she nods her head and turns out the door

I look at chris and he looks at me we both have a knowing look in our eyes.

okay ... I thought about it i'm down to share if you are

same just promise it won't be weird

it won't be I say smiling he smiles and we dap each other up in agreement.

she comes back in drinks in hand as she walks over handing them to us.

we thank her and watch her as she walks to her bag and grabbing her shoes for tonight.

y/n pov-

The way they both are looking at me right now has me nervous asf .

I try to ignore it as I take a sip of my water and set it on the floor.

I tried to tighten the small corset that goes with my outfit but didnt do a good job so I look at them .

can one of you help me tighten my corset real quick

yeah I got you Chris says as he sets his drink down on the bedside table and standing behind me .

he slides my hair over my shoulder out of the way causing goosbumps to cover my arms . Ever since that dream I had earlier any look or slight touch has my heart beating out of my chest .

okay how do I tighten this thing he asks as his hands move to the laces

okay go to the top laces and pull them out a bit then do that to the rest and then pull the long strings when your done and tie them in a bow I explain and he nods his head then starts pulling the top ones tightening the part thats on my ribs .

I gasp when he pulls a little too hard and I stumble back into him.

damn okay not that hard I laugh out as I step away and back infront of him.

matt chuckles and so does chris .

okay sorry ill be a little softer

he pulls the rest perfectly tight then pulls the long pieces trying to tie the them in a bow but failing with a frustrated huff.

here I got it Matt says as they switch places and Matt ties in in a cute little bow

okay all good he says patting my sides making me jump slightly

thank you guys

they both say no problem at the same time making me smile.

okay the car is gonna be here in about 10 minutes so lets make sure we got our passes and shit we need then were good .

can one of you guys keep my cards and phone in your pockets when we get there I don't have any pockets I ask as I look between them both

just bring your id I got you if you wanna buy anything there Chris says .

oh no you don't have to do that I say waving my hands like im saying no .

he shakes his head smiling

no really y/n we brought you as our plus one its the least I can do

I mean okay if your sure I say looking at him

im sure now come on put your id in my pocket and then get your shoes on he says as he stands there waiting for me to move.

I grab my id from my wallet and slip it in his pocket them go to put my socks on then my shoes .

I struggle to bend over since the corset around my waist is constricting my movements.

need some help Matt laughs as he comes over grabbing my shoes .

yes thank you sorry the corset is not easy to bend in

your good go sit on the bed and ill help you put em on

I smile and make my way over to the edge of the bed sitting down .

I cant help but smile at how sweet they are . They treat me with respect and have never once done anything to upset me at all they've never even raised their voices once at me which I appreciate. There are so many reasons i'm best friends with them I mean the list goes on so naturally I start to feel guilty for thinking of them in ways I did earlier. I mean I shouldn't be thinking about having them both use me in ways that I shouldn't but every time I get a flash back from my dream my stomach flutters and I feel wetness pool in-between my thighs.

the second Matt kneels in front of me lifting my foot so he can slide my boot on my thoughts go to so many other ways id like to see him kneeling in-between my thighs and my face gets red.

he looks up at me and I smile before looking away hoping he doesn't see how red my face is . The way he just looked up at me in between my legs has me pulsing around nothing .

you okay he asks as a small smirk appears on his face

y-yeah just bit hot in here I say trying to make up an easy excuse that may be believable.

mmm he hums and then puts my other boot on

alright y'all ready the cars here Chris asks looking at us

"yep ready" we say in unison making me let a small giggle out as I grab my phone and follow them out the room and down the stairs to the car.

we get in and the driver heads to the artist pass entrance.

Chris's friend is an artist photographer so he got us artist guest passes which is exciting but also nerve racking at the same time .

we get out of the car and I follow behind Matt timidly . I may be a groan ass adult but in situations like this I turn into a nervous little girl .

Matt notices and swings his arm around my shoulder making me smile.

no need to be nervous everyone is chill he says which shocks me a bit given he also has anxiety and I would think this environment would have him anxious but I guess not.

I nod my head and take a breathe making him smile

Chris daps a couple guys up some I recognize and some I don't

Matt daps them up too and all eyes turn to me making me gulp nervously

"you must be y/n" one of them says making me smile

yeah hi guys it's nice to meet you all I say smiling and giving a small wave

they all smile and we all start walking to a tent on the side of the stage

the festival has been so fun we all nod and sway to the music .

some songs I know since Chris plays rap 24/7 but some I don't but still enjoy

having fun Chris says wrapping his arms around my shoulders from the back resting his head on top of mine .

so much fun ... thank you for bringing me with you I say smiling as I watch the artist on stage .

of course it wouldn't have been as fun without you he says placing a gentle kiss into my hair making me smile. I know it was just as sweet friendly gesture but it has my stomach bursting with butterfly's .

I rest my head back into his chest swaying to the music .

I look over at Matt as he smiles at me winking them looking back at the stage . Again just a friendly gesture but has my knees almost buckling at how hot it was.

Chris friend with his camera ask if he can take some pictures of us we agree and he snaps a couple of us as Matt joins and we all stand with each other smiling having a good time

these are great ill send em to you later chris he says as he walks back to the front of the stage taking pictures of the artist performing.

after about 2 more hours we decide to head out before the last artist is done so we can get out quickly.

We hop in the car and the driver takes us back to our place .

We get home at about 1 am and decide to DoorDash some McDonald’s since we’re all starving

I go up stairs to change into comfy clothes . I didn’t pack and sweatshirts since the weather is so nice but the house is so cold so I walk back to the top of the stairs

DID ONE OF YOU BRING A SWEATSHIRT I CAN BORROW I yell hoping the answer will be yes.

YEAH LOOK IN MY BLACK BAG I HAVE A COUPLE YOU CAN PICK FROM Chris yells back and I smile before yelling thank you and going to his bag finding his brown and pink fresh love hoodie and throw it on feeling warm and cozy as his scent fills my nostrils making me sigh .

I walk downstairs as the food gets delivered and Matt goes to grab it .

We all sit on the couch eating and watching a movie Chris put on . After we all finish our food I take the trash and throw it away before going back to sit with them.

So what do you think of the festival so far Matt asks me as he and Chris look at me

I love it it was really fun to get too see so many different people perform I say looking between the two smiling.

I’m glad we brought you with us we knew you’d have a good time Chris says as he smiles warmly at me and I return it with a sweet smile.

I lay my head down on Chris lap as I put my legs up on Matt’s .

Chris plays with my hair since he know I love that and Matt gently rubs up and down my legs.

It’s not weird for this to happen we’re all very close but having both of their hands brings back memories of my dream and I start to zone out thinking about the things I’d want them to do to me .

Having both of their hands on me in making me think such dirty things that I know I shouldn’t but fuck me I can’t stop them from flooding my brain. I unintentionally squeeze my thighs together as the fantasy’s play out in my head .

You good Matt asks snapping me out of my thought

Oh um yeah why I say trying to sound as nonchalant as possible .

You were tensing your legs so I was just making sure you were okay he says with a small smirk on his face making me blush slightly

Oh yeah no sorry was just zoned out

I say as I close my eyes and hum as the feeling of Chris’s hands playing with my hair are soothing me .

What were you thinking about

Chris asks as one hand moves to my cheek drawing small circles

Oh nothing I say trying to sound convincing and not give away any feelings from what I was thinking about.

No come on I can tell when your thinking about something you can tell us you know that he says as he smiles down at me

I close my eyes and sigh before shaking my head

No I can’t I say as I turn my head towards the tv looking away from both of them .

he moves his hand to my jaw turning me back to look at him.

come on y/n just tell us he says in a tone that almost has me folding .

I cant ... it'll make things weird I say as I cover my face with my hands sighing loudly .

matts hand moves to my thigh

I highly doubt that just tell us he says reassuringly .

I uncover my face before taking a deep breathe . Promise if I tell you guys you won't hate me I say weariness in my voice

they each nod and promise they wont

fuck fine okay ... earlier when we all went to sleep I kinda had a weird dream I start to say.

okayyy chris says as he's waiting for me to keep going

and it was kind of about you guys ... I say again starting to feel a bit nervous to really explain to them I had a full blown sex dream about them.

come on y/n stop teasing and just tell us matt says

okay we kinda sorta ... had a threesome and I know its weird trust me but its just been in my head on a loop I ramble as my face gets red and I stare at the ceiling not wanting to look at either of them .

wow I ... chris starts before looking at matt smiling

I mean was it at least good matt asks with a smile on his face .

I look at him with wide eyes shocked thats his answer.

I mean ... yeah I say before covering my face again feeling embarrassed

is this something you've thought about before chris asks with a small smirk on his face making me groan

I mean no but I don't know you guys are my best friends I feel guilty thinking of things like that I say honestly as I sit up .

aww sweetheart you don't have to feel guilty im not offended matt says as he places a hand on my back

I think its ... kinda hot to be honest chris says as he places a hand on my thigh rubbing gently with his thumb .

y-you do I ask as I look up at him

yeah I mean obviously your beautiful you know that so why should I be upset your dreaming about me he says with a smile causing me to smile and shake my head.

would this be something you'd want in real life matt asks as he rubs my back

what I ask shocked that he just asked me that

sorry let me reword that do you want us to fuck you he says titling his head with a smirk that has my breathe hitching

i... I don't know I say as I get nervous .

cause... we'd do it chris says as he squeezes my thigh with his large veiny hand

I ummm... I mean I start but he cuts me off

say you want us right now and thats all it'll take for us to take you upstairs he says as his hand inches higher as he continues squeezing

your serious I ask as I raise my eyebrows

dead fucking serious matt answers as his hand moves dangerously close to my ass

I - I want you - both I just ... I don't want to ruin our friendship I answer sounding breathless.

it won't we promise chris says as he smiles widely at me

o-okay I say as I look between them .

they both smirk as they stand up pulling me off the couch and booking it to the stairs.

I follow behind Matt as Chris walks behind me .

As we're about to reach the door a harsh slap lands on my ass making me yelp

sorry I had to Chris says with a chuckle

I smile as we walk into the room .

in two seconds Chris grabs me and slams me down on the bed attacking my neck with bites and kisses creating hickeys all over . Im whimpering and squirming . It feels so good and the way matts looking at me has the pleasure tightening more.

look so good in my hoodie Chris groans as he slides it off and throws it somewhere in the room before grabbing my bare tits and sucking on my nipples making me cry out.

that feel good sweetheart matt asks as he steps closer and runs his hand down my cheek

mmhm I whine out

He slaps me across the face

You answer me with yes sir am I clear

He grits out making me wince

Y-yes sir I whine causing them both to groan

Chris comes off my left tit with a pop as he looks down at me

Gonna let us use you like the little slut you are

He says with a smirk making me whimper

Y-yes I whispered out as they both stare down at me

Good girl now flip over ass up

Chris orders and I do as I’m told

Such a good listener Matt says as he gets in the bed kneeling in front of me . I can’t stop my eyes from glancing down at his large bulge .

He grabs me by my hair tilting my head to look up at him.

You wanna suck it sweetheart

He asks in an amused voice that has me whimpering

I nod my head causing him to slap me

Use your words

Y-yes sir I wanna suck it

Good girl take my belt off then

He says as I move my hands to his belt and pull it out of the loops then unzip his pants and slide them down his thighs he stands back up to fully pull them off and pulls his boxers with them as his dick slaps up on his stomach.

My eyes practically bulge out of my head when I see how long and thick he is.

All the sudden Chris rips my bottoms and underwear off as his tongue flattens against my soaked pussy and I let a moan out .

Matt comes back onto the bed right infront of me as his dick smacks my cheek and he lets out a low chuckle.

He grabs the base and slaps it on my lips .

Open he demands and I do

He takes no time sliding his thick dick into my mouth and grabbing my hair keeping it still as he starts thrusting into my mouth face fucking me

I gag on him as he hits the back of my throat repeatedly and he lets out a groan

Fuck your slutty little mouth feels so good he groans as I moan when Chris starts sucking on my clit .

As Matt fucks my face Chris goes to work sucking and licking like his life depends on it . The pleasure is building as im moaning and whimpering around Matt causing him to groan .

Chris comes up to my ear as he whispers to me

You think he’s big just wait he says and I can tell by his tone he’s smirking

Matt shoves me down farther so I’m deep throating him and the scary thing is there’s still a couple inches that won’t fit .

I’m gagging and choking on him as tears roll down my face and he’s groaning .

I can hear pants rustling from behind me as Chris is taking off his pants and boxers then steps back behind me .

Fuck just like that taking me so deep Matt groans as he continues abusing my throat

I feel Chris rub his tip up and down my soaked entrance and I moan .

He slaps my ass causing me to jolt forwards and take even more of Matt down my throat

Fuckkk Matt groans as I swallow around him

Chris lines his tip up to my entrance before slowly sliding in making me whimper

Fuck your so fucking tight Chris groans as he continues sliding in . The stretch hurts but with Matt’s dick down my throat I can’t say anything.

He pushes in more as he hits deep and I scream around Matt as my hand flys behind me pushing on Chris’s stomach .

Aww what’s the matter can’t take it I’m not even all the way in yet He says with a dark chuckles causing me to groan

He grabs my hips slamming himself all the way inside me . I scream and slap his stomach trying to push him out. He’s so big and he barely gave me anytime to adjust before he bottomed out .

He slaps my ass causing me to jolt back onto him.

Put your fucking hand down

He growls and I do .

good fucking girl he groans as he starts thrusting in and out at a normal pace as the stretching feeling starts to dissipate.

matts still abusing my throat as i'm moaning and whimpering around him.

I grab onto his thigh as I gag and choke on him as Chris pounds into me hard and deep . His tip hitting my cervix with each thrust painfully but it also feels so good .

matts groaning as his dick twitches in my mouth and I know he's about to cum. I decide to fully deep throat all of him causing his breath to hitch and a whimper to escape his lips.

fuck just such a whore for our cocks he groans as his hips sputter and he fills my mouth and throat with his cum. I slightly gag from the texture wanting to spit it out and he notices.

he pulls out and slaps a hand over my mouth.

fucking swallow it he demands and I do as I moan into his hand as Chris is still pounding into me .

he uncovers my mouth and I look up at him sticking my tongue out showing him I swallowed as my brows furrow and I moan loudly.

My orgasm is vastly approaching from the angle Chris is hitting deep inside me . Matt smiles at me as he grabs my throat and kisses me deep and rough. I try my best to kiss back but fail from how much pleasure im in.

F-FUCK im so close I cry out as chris grabs onto my hair and continues pounding into me .

yeah you gonna cum all over my dick he says in a mocking tone

y-yes fuck I whine out as my legs start to shake and I feel the pressure about to break

beg for it he says as I lock eyes with Matt above me .

p-please let me cum please I cry out as i'm holding back my orgasm waiting for his permission

louder slut I wanna hear you loud and clear he grits out as his grip tightens on my hair.

P-PLEASE DADDY PLEASE LET ME CUM FUCK PLEASE

I scream out as my eyes widen when I realize I call him daddy it just kinda slipped out

mm fuck yeah you can cum come on baby cover daddys cock he groans and im glad he wasn't set off by me calling him daddy he obviously likes it.

My legs tremble and give out as I cum all over his dick.

Fuck thats it such a good girl for me he groans as he pounds into me roughly hitting even deeper now since i'm flat against the bed.

f-fuck uhh I whine out in a raspy tone as I come down from my high .

He starts to loose his pattern as his hips stutter and his dick twitches in me

fuck gonna fill this pussy up he groans as he pumps deep inside me .

With a couple more thrusts he stills and I feel his warm liquids spill into me . I whimper from how sore I am from him pounding into me and my head falls flat on the bed.

He pulls out and lands two smack on my ass

flip over matt orders . I snap my head to look at him

w-what i... I get cut off by him

aww sweetheart you thought we were done with you he says in a sickly sweet tone as him and Chris switch places .

flip.over .now he orders and I reluctantly do .

You gonna take it like a good girl he asks with a smirk and I nod my head.

he smacks me on the cheek

im not goanna remind you again use your words he growls out and I whimper

y-yes sir

he smirks Yes sir what he asks tilting his head

yes sir ill t-take it like a good girl I whimper out as I look into his darkened eyes.

good he smiles as he lines his dick to my entrance and slides in with a groan and I whimper. Im still so sensitive from chris and matts just a tiny bit smaller than him so it doesn't help the sensitive feeling at all.

he starts pounding into me so deep my eyes roll back and I let out a scream .

yeah you feel how deep I am he grits out as he presses down on my lower stomach where hes bulging in me .

I try and push his hand off by grabbing his wrist but Chris slaps me across the face

you take what we give you now open he growls at me as he taps his dick on my lips .

I let go off matts hand and angle my head to the side opening my mouth letting Chris slide deep into my throat immediately couching and gagging on him. Matt angles his hips to hit just the right spot to make me squirt and the pressure he's putting on my stomach has my juices spraying out of me all over him , the bed and me. I scream onto Chris making him groan loudly as he grabs onto my hair.

Holy fuck atta girl he groans as my legs shake and I stop squirting.

He starts pounding into me again still holding his hand on my lower stomach . Im crying and whimpering as they both abuse my holes . I want to push Matt away from how overstimulated i'm becoming but refrain from doing so knowing it'll only make him go harder.

I squirt again and Matt has to pull out from the force.

I scream around Chris as my whole body spasms and my stomach contracts .

Fuck keep fucking moaning around me and ill fill this slutty little mouth in no time he groans as he speeds up his thrusts and i'm gagging and choking from how deep he's getting.

Matt thrusts back in making me scream out again and Chris whimpers as his hips sputter and his grip on my hair tightens . I cry out from how hard he pulling as tears stream down my face showing no signs of stopping until they're done with me.

Fuck this pussy is so fucking wet Matt groans as he grips my hips and slams so hard into me I can barely breathe.

I swallow around Chris and that makes him immediately fill my throat with his cum.

God damn he groans as he pulls out of my mouth and watches me swallow it down with a smirk on his face.

I look back up at Matt as he smirking down at me as his hair hangs over his hooded eyes and his horse chain dangles in my face.

My hands come around his back as my nails cut into his skin.

Only small whimpers escape me but no other sounds will come out .

what's the matter we fuck you dumb he asks in a deep cocky tone as he smiles down at me sending a chill up my spine.

mmmm I whine as I squirt again out of nowhere causing me to shake underneath him.

Fuck he groans as my juices spill out all over his dick and the bed under me. Im certain there will be a puddle when we're done.

M-matt i cry out as my nails drag down his back deeply . I can barely get words out . Im breathing heavy as my legs tremble and my back arches as I feel another orgasm coming in.

You gonna cum hmm he says in a husky voice

I nod my head as my eye brows furrow and my body begins too numb.

not unless you beg for it he says in a deep humiliating tone that has me pulsing even more around him.

I-- mmm p- I try my best to get the words out but I physically cant.

oh come on you can try harder than that he teases as his fingers come down to play with my clit making the pain of my incoming orgasm even worse.

mmmm p-PLEASE PLEASE SIR CAN I CUM I finally get out I didn't mean to scream it it just came out that way.

mmmm I don't know chris what do you think he says as Chris looks down at me smirking darkly.

mm I don't think she begged hard enough he says with a deep chuckle

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FUCK PLEASE I scream out as I stare into matts dark dead eyes.

he smiles cum he orders me and I do as my entire body shakes and my breathing stops for a couple seconds . My body slumps back onto the bed as my breathing is erratic and my whole body is numb and tingly .

My nails dig so deep I know his back will be burning for days but he doesn't seem to care as he just smirks down at me .

Chris comes down to my level stroking my face as tears stream down and matt still pounds into me . Seriously how the fuck does he have this much stamina .

Such a good little whore for us y/n he whispers and I whimper as one of my hands moves to his wrist as I slide his hand onto my neck .

He smirks as his eyes glisten

Aww did our little slut wanna be choked he says in a patronizing voice making my eyes roll back as raspy whimper escape my mouth .

fuck gonna fill this little pussy matt groans as he starts to loose rhythm and pounds deep and rough as he groans and his hips still as his cum spills into me and I whimper.

Chris leans in bringing me into a deep sensual kiss as he squeezes my neck making me whimper into the kiss.

he pulls away bringing his hand back up to my face and placing a kiss on my forehead . My eyes are hazy and my body is numb my legs feeling like 10 pound weights.

Matt pulls out making me hiss from how sore and sensitive I am.

J-jesus christ I whisper out making them both chuckle .

You okay matt says as he throws on his boxers and some sweatpants

mhm I hum as I nod my head as i'm still trying to catch my breathe.

Come on legs go get you cleaned up Chris says as he pick me up and carries me to the bathroom starting the water in the bathtub.

He sets me on the toilet letting me so my business while he grabs a change of clothes for me .

I finish up and he comes back in as I'm standing on wobbly ass legs holding onto the counter.

He turns off the tub adding some body wash making it a bubble bath and helping me get into the tub as I sit down my muscle instantly relax and I sigh in exhaustion.

he uses his hands to cup water and pout it over my hair washing away the sweat and tears that had dried in my hair line.

You doing okay we didn't go to hard did we he asks as he gives me a concerned look.

No no im okay it was the best sex ive ever had I say with a small laugh making him smile at me widely .

Good I think we should probably skip tomorrow I don't think your legs would be happy about standing around for hours on end he says as he runs his hands down my shoulder .

Yeah I agree im so sore I say smiling as I look at him with half open eyes . i'm so tired and the hot bath water is only making me more tired.

you tired Matt says as he comes on with a towel for me .

yeah exhausted actually I say as I start to get up and out of the tub as Matt wraps the towel around my body and rubbing me down to dry me off.

They both help me get my clothes on which consist of one of matts shirt and a pair of christ boxers.

I smile as I look in the mirror and go to rinse my face off since there was dried sweat and some spit mixed with chris's cum on my chin . after I finish washing my face off we all make it back into the room and lay down .

these sheets are different Chris says as he looks down at them.

Yeah cause princess over here made a big mess he teases making me groan and hide my face in embarrassment .

they both chuckle

hey don't be embarrassed it was hot chris says as he kisses my forehead .

yeah yeah im tired now lets go to sleep I say with a yawn .

goodnight matt says as he turns off the lights and turns the fan on .

"night" me and chris say In unison as he spoons me from the back .

Matt come to lay down and I sling my arm over his bare stomach .

we all drift to sleep happy with how are trip is going so far.

💋

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Something Golden, Something Glistening

Chapter Summary: Lucanis, Rook and Spite spends some time together in the quite, early morning. There is some light flirting and teasing involved. Rook/Lucanis/Spite

Hello again! I enjoyed writing these idiots so much and think I will add more chapters to this. Might just be small snippets in their down time when they are not running around saving the world. Im not quite confident enough writing fight scenes and following the main story and what not. We shall see what direction this takes! Again, english is not my first language so if you see any mistakes I will do my best to correct them. Enjoy! Added a picture of my Rook if you wanted to know how I visualise her.

Chapter 2

The first thing he notices when he wakes up is that he feels...well rested. His mind is clear, sharp. Then suddenly sits up and panics, how long has he been asleep? Did Spite try anything while he was out? Did he hurt anybody?

“Mmh. Why would I? I can behave!” Spite appears before him and smirks. Lucanis regards him for a second, he sounds sincere, at least as sincere a demon can be. But Lucanis does not trust him, he knows Spite. And Spite has never given him a break before so why is this time any different. He always makes Lucanis' life more difficult in some way when he falls asleep.

“Spite, you always misbehave. Tell me what you did. How long were you up causing trouble last night?” Lucanis asks. The demon gives him a long look, and seems to think before he answers.

“Sleep well?” He asks with a small knowing smile. Like he is in on some kind of joke. Lucanis shakes his head and begins to demand an answer from Spite when he hears the kitchens open. Somebody is here for breakfast then. He needs coffee before he can handle Spite in a productive way anyhow. Lucanis begins to move towards the door when Spite suddenly inhales and exclaims;

“Smells like vanilla, old books and candles. Rook!” He sounds way too excited and Lucanis doesn’t like it one bit. ‘Mierda.’ He still wants that coffee. 

When he enters the kitchen and makes his way to the small kitchenette with the coffee pot and cups Rook is already there, making herself something to drink. When she hears him entering she turns around to greet him with a big smile. There’s several books on the table along with some paper and ink, no doubt belonging to Rook.

“Good morning, Lucanis! I see you slept in today, good for you.” She says in a cheerful manner. His eyes widened, oh did he really sleep that long? ‘Damn’ Rook sees his panicked expression and gives a breathy chuckle, shaking her head. 

“I’m only joking Lucanis. Don’t worry, it's still very early. We are the only ones awake actually. You are way too easy of a target not to.” Rook is smiling even bigger now, cloudy eyes radiant. And he is a fool

“Hah! Rook is fun! Lucanis. Believes. Anything. Rook tells him!” Spite is having way too much fun and he is sick of it. He does not feel well rested anymore. ‘Damned demon.’ Lucanis looks his way and gives him a hard stare and thinks ‘Spite, enough. Let me have some peace and quiet.’

‘Will you. Beg?’ Spite now wears a wicked grin on his face. If it was possible to somehow punch a demon, he would find a way. Spite’s grin grows and begins to make gestures as if he got hit.

“Spite please. It’s not nice to tease before a man has had at least 2 cups of coffee!” Rook looks between the two now, and compared to Spite, a soft welcome expression on her face. “And one needs a full stomach to handle..your bite.” She teases back with a sparkle in her eyes.

Spite drops his smirk and looks to Rook. One could say he almost looked like a disciplined pet. Shocked, Spite is shocked and doesn’t know what to answer. 

“But!” He looks to Lucanis and then back at Rook “You just did! Ugh, you tease him!” Spite lets out a frustrated huff. She gives him a pointed look and after a moment he is gone. Lucanis feels a tight knot in his stomach, hot and flustered. No doubt this is Spite, and tries to shake it off. This just leaves the two of them.‘Right, Rook can hear and see him." Lucanis thinks and clears his throat.

“I’m sorry about him. He is…extra annoying this morning.” Lucanis scratches his neck and looks down. 

“Oh no, that’s fine. I shouldn’t have encouraged him by teasing you…I.”

“I’m s-“ she starts off. 

“No it’s-“ he exclaims at the same time.

Rook lets out a quick laugh and clears her throat. “How about that breakfast now hmm?” She leans closer, smiling up at him. 

“Yes, let me get it started.” Lucanis turns quickly and begins to prepare for the meal. He needs something to do with his hands and get out of this awkward situation as soon as possible. Lucanis makes his way to the pantry to get eggs, bacon, bread and fresh fruit. He spares a quick look in Rook’s direction and her expression is..unsure and one of disappointment. She’s fidgeting with her books, looking for something to occupy herself with

‘Let her help! Don’t ignore her! Rook wants to talk. With us!’ Spite bursts out in his head, scolding him. Lucanis hates to admit it but Spite is right, and he wants to spend time with Rook as well, she is a breath of fresh air. He has never really gotten close with many people before. But with her, with this team…it feels like it could grow to be one of the good things in his life. He should cherish this, see where it goes. The complicated feelings he has for Illario and Caterina, the love he has for them is unshakable and mighty. But being shackled and caged for a year by Zara has left both Spite and himself split open, full of torment, with jagged edges ready to maim. Now more than ever before. He pushes those thoughts away for now.

“Can I trust you with cutting the fruit Rook?” Lucanis offers in a soft tone. He feels Spite’s approval.

Rook shuts her book at the sound of his voice, meeting his eyes she gasps;

 “The famous assassin is giving me a knife?! Is it because it’s the dullest blade that you’re trusting me with it?” She blurts out in jest. It seems Rook is quick on her feet with her playful jabs. And Lucanis finds himself enjoying this side of her, basking in her attention. Surrendering into this feeling. 

‘Go on..’ he hears Spite softly muttering, hopeful. Lucanis flexed his hands and went to pinch the bridge of his nose. With a quick breathy laugh he said to her;

“Yes, I fear the fruit has a gruesome fate waiting for them. But don’t worry, I’m extremely skilled in cleaning up a crime scene. The others will not know a thing.” The amusement clear in his tone. ‘You do know how to be fun.’ Lucanis ignores him, full focus on Rook now. She looks away from his gaze and shifts down at the floor, pulling at her fingers. He makes out rosy cheeks growing ever so slightly redder. He catches himself thinking he likes that colour on them. ‘Taste like joy, lightning in the stomach, honey and passion. Delicious. Pretty Rook.’ Spite voices in his head. Now Lucanis' cheeks start to feel warm. He wants to ignore him and the tingling butterflies within him. But he agrees with Spite because she is radiant, like an angel. He snaps back to reality by the sound of her laugh.

“Well I’m in the mood to murder some oranges this lovely morning, are there any left since you and Bellara went to the market? How about some cheese too?” 

“Cheese and oranges? You mean to have that for…breakfast?” Lucanis asks bewildered. Bellara warned him about Harding’s eating habits, but nothing about Rooks. 

“When I woke up today it just felt like an oranges and cheese kind of day you know?” She answers like she didn't just tell him the most ridiculous breakfast combination ever. Now Spite decides to chime in cheerfully. ‘I agree with Rook. Feels like cheese and oranges. Today!’ ‘Of course you do, you exist to torment me.’ He feels Spite’s amusement before he gets a reply;

‘Now there is one more!’ 

They work in comfortable silence for a while before Rook drops what she's doing and cries out;

“Oh, I forgot about my tea! I need to try that new one Harding grew in her garden for me.” Chair screeches against the stone floor followed by hurried steps towards the kitchenette. The knife in Lucanis hand stills and he feels like choking on his tongue. The tea is for her. Spite brings him back to the present by adding ‘She wants honey! In her tea.’ 

[redrandomposts]

ivan will never just be ivan. ivan can't be ivan without till—because without till he has no purpose.

or: five things he's done for till and one thing he's done for himself.

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1.

ivan frowned from behind a tree, eavesdropping as he heard a group of friends discussing the rest of the kids in anakt garden.

after listening to them praise him, the stark difference was scary. they talked as if till were the one bothering him. as if till was the one who wanted be near him. "never in a million years," thought ivan, quite triumphantly. till's never wanted him, but ivan got into his space easily. that's how it is: ivan bothers till, and till looks away, stomps away, is dragged away by the guards.

still, ivan has to correct this misinformation for till's sake. he taps them on the shoulder and informs them that it's him who wants to be friends with till, not the other way around.

===

2.

ivan held a xylophone, playing a tune on it. he was in the learning stage, which he didn't have long (since he had to give this to till later) but he knew that till would be playing tunes on this, too.

dun dun dun, dun... ivan smiled. till would like this; a sweet lullaby.

ivan hid behind the doorway, peeking in. till was pulling a fuss in his collar. he'd unlock it after till fell asleep, he thought to himself, and began to play a tune.

(till was awake all night, eyes tightly shut, shivers running down his spine. the ghost had left long ago, the tune no longer playing, but still! that freaked him out!

later, when he found out it was ivan, he beat him up.)

===

3.

ivan had spent weeks finding out how to escape. passcodes, taming the dog, maps, exits... he did it!

till had long desired freedom so he could find his mother. all ivan had to do was show him the exit!

and he did! he laughed as he looked back, seeing how till smiled and smiled. he looked before him; this would be their future, their hope, their—

home?

ivan looked back again. till was frowning, hand slipped out of his. he watched, helplessly, as he ran back to the garden.

mizi took first place after all..!

===

4.

ivan stared at the lyrics he wrote. while he wasn't an expert like till, he knew how to string words together. pulling emotions from his heart and memories, he could give it life like till always had to his own music.

he hopes, internally, that till will listen. he wrote this song for him, after all. he doesn't even need to know the meaning, all he needs ... all he needs is to know that till listened.

(till didn't listen. ivan knows this because till didn't even give him a glance when he asked what the title of the song was. stubbornly, ivan ignored the hurt his heart pulsed with. there was so little time between rounds, he convinced himself, till deserved to use the time to rest.)

===

5.

ivan approached the room. it was a wreck, microphone on the floor and furniture tipped over. ivan didn't mind any of it. he approached the only being in the room; till. he was slumped over, unconscious.

ivan sighed. he unclasped the collar, holding till in his hands. it wasn't okay, but it's the cards they were given. ivan would do his best to make sure till would be the happiest he could be in this situation.

===

+1

ivan crossed the stage, eyeing till who looked away. the kiss was an indulgence, a thought of what he could've had in the garden. it was so violent, though; was this how it's supposed to be?

he wrapped his hands around till's neck, trying to be both as harmless and looking as violent as possible. mizi's last round had given him this idea. violence was against the rules and would lower his score enough to lose.

"sorry im being so selfish," he wanted to say. "i just can't live in a world without you."

till wasn't strong enough to bear a death on his back, this ivan knew. even if he despised ivan, he would care that he died right in front of him. that's how till was.

im sorry till, for forcing you to bear with my death.

for being the victim of my shallow emotions.

[pumpkinsy0]

i will shamelessly admit that *i* am the anon who has requested so much tarry from you🤚🏼 i thank you with every fiber in my soul for keeping me sane while being stuck in my room with a horrible stomach bug🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ this will be my last request … for now😌 also i check your blog EVERY day so thank you sm for posting!!

hcs for tarry being lovey/sweet on each other and each other’s siblings? please 🙏🏼

ur shameless,,,i like that,,, live free,,

i just realized, them as like a family is like the brady bunch, HOPE UR FEELIN BETTER BTW AND IM GLAD UR HERE CHECKIN UP ON THE BLOG🙏🏽🙏🏽

•tim sleeps in darrys room when hes comes over, but nobody exactly knows that bc darry and tim were always the last ones to fall asleep yet the first ppl awake so nobody knew where this mf tim was

•lets just,,,all imagine them as one big happy family or they share the same house or somethin cause i dont feel like explaining how the fuck curly and angela r at the curtis house as well

•tim and darry r the main cooks, tim also teaches darry how to make haitian food so pony and soda can have a wider food pallet, same w darry teaching tim some more american foods to feed angela and curly

•let tim tell pony and soda cool stories from his life,,,,YES i took this idea from the outsiders tv show, that show kinda cooked w their version of tim and thats the only thing that shit was good for

•tim and darry share clothes, theyre like around the same build anyways

•i already feel like tim and darry just give most of their stuff to their siblings so they could at least live a nice life, but then theyre like “U should take care of urself” and then they both end up spoiling each other but then not rlly taking care of each other??? they have a very odd cycle goin on

•curly, angela, pony, and soda all play pranks on em, pony doesnt even want to do it most of the time, he’s just so outnumbered he cant not join in

•ik all of them playing card games together is hell on earth, earlier tim taught pony and soda how to play dirty and now their card games last for hours

•darry w angela and curly, he never knows what to do w em, like ever, so he does the most mundane things w em, he takes them shopping at a thrift store n lets em get whenever he makes sure they got that shit ON

•i think darry taking angela and curly hunting or fishing would b a lil funny

•unlike tim whos more involved w soda and pony, darrys more of a observer kinda guy, takes curly n angela places and lets them have (ADULT SUPERVISED) fun

•every singular one of their lil bastards share the same room as and tim and darry can hear them fucking around bc the walls r paper thin, so tim yells “talk yall asses to bed🗣️🗣️”

•before bed darry kisses pony and sodas forehead but once curly moved so darry lissed his forehead as a lil prank and darry looked over at tim and was like “im gonna strangle ur brother one day”

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

hii mr. Cosmic!! im luma from ying’s server!! i was wondering if i could request a kokomi x gn!reader where reader gets injured and she patches them up, maybe leading to a confession? ty in advance and take ur time <33

Thank you for the ask Luma! And I most certainly can!

NOW YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!

“Again?” Kokomi thought to herself as she watched you limp through the night of watatsumi island.

This was not the first time you had injured yourself and tried to hide it from her.

It probably wouldn’t be the last either!

She would think that you would be a lot more open with her considering how long the two of you had known each other.

But no! You were just as bull headed about everything as when you and her first met!

She was going to give you a piece of her mind!

She was going to heal you, and then, while doing that she was going to berate you!

Just like all the other times she’s *had* to heal you.

Sure, she trusts the doctors and healers on the island but you were special.

So that meant she was the only one who could heal you!

She didn’t make the rules, she just had to follow them.

Well, she did make the rules but that’s unimportant!

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

You hissed quietly with every step.

That Traveler person was good.

You still won the spar, but something told you another important fight was about to come up.

Probably one with Kokomi about your injuries.

It wasn’t anything major, just a couple of broken bones, some lightheadedness, and a bit of trouble breathing.

Still, she’d make a fuss out of it like she always had.

You weren’t complaining by any means, you loved to have her around.

Still, you do wish she’d take breaks more often.

It wouldn’t do for her having to be taken care of by you.

That would end only in disaster.

A disaster the both of you would enjoy for sure.

A disaster that would cause political shockwaves across Inazuma however, would best be avoided.

You heard familiar footsteps behind you and you turned around, ready to give your greeting and to be chewed out.

“Heya Ko-'' you began before stopping, and noticing several things.

Were there always two Kokomi’s?

How long has it been since you last breathed in?

Why was everything going dark?

You then promptly collapsed.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

When you awoke for the first time, it was to Kokomi looking at you like she had just lost and found you again, tears in her eyes and blood on her hands and face.

You tried to tell her not to cry but blacked out again before you could.

After that, it was a constant switch between barely conscious and completely unconscious.

And the only constant in all of that was Kokomi watching over you.

It was comforting to see that.

To know that someone like her was watching over you.

Then one night, you managed to wake up for real.

You had been interred in the main sleeping room of the Sangonomiya estate.

You had been interred in Kokomi’s room.

Why did that make you feel so warm in the face?

Wait, Kokomi!

Never mind that, who knows how long you have been out!

You needed to see Kokomi, to let her know you were alright!

You attempted to sit up but then something pulled you down.

That something being the slender arms of a certain priestess.

A certain priestess who forced you to face her despite her being asleep.

A certain priestess who looked very much different from the way she usually did.

Bags under her eyes, her beautiful hair losing color, skin going pale from exhaustion.

Was this all because of you?

Before you could continue that train of thought, Kokomi began to speak in her sleep.

“Please… no… please don’t leave… I… I love you, you idiot!” she muttered in fear, seemingly in the middle of a nightmare.

“Idiot” that was something she only ever called you…

That would have to wait, Kokomi was having a nightmare.

In your opinion, that needed to stop.

You tried to gently shake her awake.

It did not work.

You tried to shake her a little harder, it did not work.

You then did something that only ever worked in fairy tales.

You closed your eyes, and you kissed her.

For a moment Kokomi went still, then she kissed you back.

The two of you held the kiss for a long while, but then, the trifling need for oxygen forced the two of you apart.

Then as soon as you regained your breath and before Kokomi could say anything you pulled her close to you and blurted out.

“I love you Sangonomiya Kokomi! I have for years!”

Kokomi was silent for a moment before tightening her grip on you and saying through tears “I love you too you idiot, so please, never get hurt like that again… my heart could not bear it.”

[thedeerman]

Do You Want to Know?

Hey all, I've been writing nonstop because im obsessed with these stupid idiots and im so excited for whats coming up!!

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

Ch5: Realize

Alastor woke up earlier than he’d like. A lot earlier. But… He woke up. Which meant he fell asleep. He tried to think of falling asleep the night before, vaguely remembering tossing and turning late into the night. But at some point, for the first time in days (weeks?), the radio demon had at least a few hours of solid rest. Alastor sighed. A deep, heavy, appreciative sigh. I don’t know how it happened, but bless the sins it did. He had no fretful dreams. No sudden, panicked waking. No feeling like there was still a hole torn into his chest. 

The demon shook himself awake, not allowing his little bit of rest to be spoiled by thinking of how unrestful he’d been recently. Don’t ruin a good thing, he thought as he prepared for the day. He picked up the envelope on his desk on his way out and made his way toward the kitchen to make coffee. His shadow followed wordlessly, seeming to smile wider than it had in days. Alastor ignored it, figuring maybe the thing had been tired too. Does it get tired…? He wasn’t sure. He’d never thought about it before. 

Coffee was made, and the daily chore board was still out and displayed in the meeting room. Charlie was nowhere to be seen, but it looked like the board had been updated. Curiosity led the radio demon into the room to get a closer look. No senseless chores with Lucifer today, thank the stars. Only his regularly scheduled hotel running nonsense. He went to turn away, but his eyes caught something before he could. A name. Lucifer. What’s he going to be doing today…? Alastor stopped himself suddenly. This is enough. This needs to stop. He cringes, remembering the contents of the letter that he had written last night, before getting some well needed rest. Why was his mind so frustratingly stuck on Lucifer recently? Alastor skimmed over the schedule again and decided that the morning meeting wasn’t important today. Nothing was important today. There was one place and one place only that he needed to be if he was to fix this, and it sure as shit wasn’t under the same roof as Lucifer.

Alastor waited until Charlie made herself known to excuse himself for the day. The princess seemed disappointed but understanding, as always. He patted the girl on the head before handing her his daily envelope and taking his leave. 

Lucifer’s morning was uneventful. Really uneventful. As in, out of the two most noticeable beings in the building, only one was present for their morning meeting. There were plenty of sinners in the hotel, but as far as Lucifer’s fleeting attention was concerned, the only souls that mattered were Charlie and Alastor.

Lucifer stops mid-stride at that thought. What in the absolute fuck? This was getting to be… too much. Like, genuinely honestly too fucking much. The king of hell had spent a lot of time alone. His wife had left him decades ago, taking Charlie with her. After the loss of the only light in his eternal life, he didn’t really get out much. Depression took over, he spent day after day working on silly little rubber duck toys (okay, maybe he still does make them here and there, what of it?) and there were times when literal years went by without so much as touching another living soul. That screws a guy up, right? 

Lucifer continued aimlessly wandering down the long, empty halls, letting himself reason that this was all just a response to some kind of mental illness or something. It’s not like a mentally healthy individual would want anything to do with Alastor… But then his mind does what his mind does. It spiraled. And by the time he’d looped around the entire ground floor of the hotel, he was already wondering if Husk would make him a breakfast cocktail. Husk… Suddenly, the king gets an idea. It might not be a good idea, but it’s an idea nonetheless. He put the idea aside, letting it simmer a bit before deciding on it. For now, he was going to go back to his room to read today’s letter. 

Once he got to his tower, Lucifer carefully pulled the papers out of his pocket. He glanced over today’s writing prompt first, already wondering what question would put Alastor at the forefront of his mind yet again. Well, aside from the question of where he’d gone off to early this morning. Not your business. Not your problem. The king looked over the mostly empty page. On the top, the prompt read: “Name one thing that you assumed about your person but have since realized that you were wrong about.” Lucifer let a few stray thoughts run through his mind. I assumed a lot about him. Some of it was right, like… he’s an asshole. But some of it was wrong, like… Lucifer glanced at the radio on his shelf, thinking again of the calming music that he fell asleep to the evening before. The angel was too deep in his own thoughts to get this done right now. He turned his attention to the sealed letter addressed to him. Tearing and tossing the envelope onto the floor, he slowly opened the perfect square inside. Lucifer’s eyes ran over the words. It said:

“Name three interesting things you’ve noticed about your person.”

One thing that I’ve found interesting about you has been your sudden dedication to the hotel. You weren’t around before the attack, but ever since, you’ve been here every single day. A second thing that I find interesting about you is that you tend to walk most places, even though teleporting would be easier. The third interesting thing that I’ve noticed about you is your new bowtie. 

The color suits you. 

If Lucifer’s jaw could have hit the floor, it would have. The first point stung a little, the awful guilt he felt over not being in Charlie’s life up until now was still pretty fresh. But he takes a moment to also acknowledge that it mentions his continued dedication since getting here. The angel shrugged at that, okay, so that part isn’t ALL bad… and moves on to the next point. It was true, he did walk most of the time. He hadn’t realized that anyone noticed. Walking gave him a few minutes to process going from someplace comfortable and private to going someplace filled with other troubled, tortured, miserable souls. It was a soothing routine. And that brought him to the final point in the letter… It was… a compliment! A straight up, no nonsense compliment, no hidden meaning that he could find, just a genuine nice thing being said about him. 

Lucifer glanced at the corner of his desk, locking his eyes on the two perfect little squares that sat there. He opened each of them up and read all three of them, one by one. First,

One thing I admire about this person is his raw power. It has a lot of potential. Another thing I admire is his determined unwillingness to back down from a challenge.

Next, 

One thing I am curious about is your absence throughout the day. Aside from scheduled meetings and chores, you almost always seem to be missing.

And finally,

One thing that I’ve found interesting about you has been your sudden dedication to the hotel. You weren’t around before the attack, but ever since, you’ve been here every single day. A second thing that I find interesting about you is that you tend to walk most places, even though teleporting would be easier. The third interesting thing that I’ve noticed about you is your new bowtie. 

The color suits you.

The fallen angel read the notes over and over, and noticed that the first letter was formatted differently from the others. Like the writer was answering the question directly to whoever had asked, rather than to the person intended to read it. Lucifer stared at the pages like they would eventually give in to his questions, telling him exactly who was writing to him. Not knowing who he was assigned to didn’t bother him much before, it was a gentle curiosity at best. But now, this person complimented him. There had to be some ulterior motive, but how? How could someone manipulate his feelings about them when he didn’t even know who they were? People didn’t just give compliments to him. Not even his own wife (ex wife…) gave out free compliments. His mind flashed to his typical, pre-mixed mess of anger and depression that always took over when he thought of Lilith, but it was amazingly short lived. Lucifer didn’t let his thoughts take hold and drag him into an ex-wife shaped emotional breakdown. He managed, somehow, to break free of the thoughts almost as soon as they started. He looked down at his new bowtie and then back at the final page in front of him. His cheeks warmed up noticeably as he again read the line at the bottom. 

The color suits you.

Several minutes of silence later, Lucifer remembers the idea he had earlier. He decides that he doesn’t actually have much of anything to lose and opens a portal down to the hotel bar. 

Cannibal Town was one of the more pleasant areas of Hell, and all credit was due to the overlord ruling over the territory. She was tall, sharp, wise, and kind. She was also one of Alastor’s most trusted confidants. As the radio demon pushed the door in front of him open, Rosie’s head turned towards the sound. She immediately lit up at the sight of her dear friend, rushing over to greet him. “Alastooor! I wondered when you would stop by again!” He nodded, and quickly said, “Rosie, dear, do you have a moment?” The cannibal overlord’s smile widened as she rushed her visitor into the small sitting area in the back of the shop. It was closed off from the rest of the building and Rosie had made it nice and private. Alastor sat at the table, as he had many times before, lost in his thoughts. His thoughts about…

Rosie interrupted his wandering mind with “Are ya hungry? Want a little something to nibble on?” As much as Alastor typically loved Rosie’s assortment of fingers and legs and whatever else she may have gathered up, he just couldn’t find his appetite. “No thank you, but I do appreciate it.” Then he added, “I’ve come to ask for some advice.”

Rosie left the snacks where they were and went to the table to sit across from her friend, bringing only a small tea cup along with her. Alastor could feel her black, endless eyes watching him, quietly, as he formed his next thought. Once he could find the words, he leaned across the table just a bit, as if someone would be listening in. “I’ve been experiencing some… problems.”

“What kind of problems, hun?”

Alastor’s smile was strained, almost a snarl, as he thought about the past few weeks. His sleeplessness, the flashbacks, the panic, and of course… “Lucifer.”

“And what has the king done now to deserve such a reaction?”

Alastor closed his eyes for a moment, trying to mold his thoughts into words. “Nothing. He’s been very… civil” the demon starts. “But… There's something else.” With a heavy sigh, he began explaining the princess’s new activities to Rosie, and that he was being forced to write anonymous letters to the devil. He went on, describing his inability to sort his thoughts on the fallen angel. At first all Alastor wanted was for him to leave. His very presence jeopardized all of Alastor’s plans, ones that he had painstakingly put together over the course of months. He told her about his contradicting thoughts, how he wanted to be far away from the king, but also as close as possible. How he couldn’t get the idiot out of his head no matter how hard he tried. He told her what he had written in the letters, how all he could think of the night before was that the angel was actually listening to his radio broadcast, how looking down at the wide eyed king made his dead heart beat louder. 

Rosie listened in silence, sipping her tea and dunking a severed finger into the hot liquid before biting into it. She waited patiently as Alastor continued.

“That isn’t all. I’ve been experiencing these terrible flashbacks… From the battle.” He took a moment to remind himself not to let the anxiety take over. “I keep seeing it again and again. I can’t sleep. I can’t even walk down an empty hallway without being strangled by my own memories.”

Rosie spoke up. “I didn’t realize the invasion had affected you like this…” Her frown was quickly replaced with a gentle smile. Then she asked, “Is there anything that helps?” This made Alastor pause. After a moment, he admitted that the previous night, he actually slept for a few peaceful hours. For the first time in weeks. But he couldn’t fathom why.

When he looked up, the overlord in front of him had a mischievous smile on her face. She was trying to suppress it, but it was obvious that she was failing. “Now Alastor. Didn’t you mention that you spent the evening thinking about Lucifer and how he’s been tuning into your show?” The radio demon was still. He stared into the black holes that were Rosie’s eyes, confused. She let out a sweet, giddy laugh. “Alastor, honey. I’ve known you for a long time. A long time. And I genuinely never thought this would ever happen. But who am I to deny what’s clear as day in front of me?” Alastor was getting uncomfortable, but only slightly. He forced himself to take a breath and looked again at Rosie. 

“I find suffering just as fun as anyone else in Hell, but even I am lost at your response to my… problems.” Rosie looks at him with a knowing look in her nonexistent eyes. 

“Okay, listen. First off… with the battle. You’ve never been one to run from a fight unless it’s looking dire. So I suppose I’m right in assuming that you got hurt pretty good?” Alastor gripped his microphone protectively, willing his mind to keep him here, in Cannibal Town, in front of Rosie. “Yes” is all he says. 

“Well, that fact isn’t going to change. What’s happened is done and over. But sometimes in a near double-death experience… Well, physical wounds aren’t the only ones that need time to heal, you know?” Alastor took a moment to consider this. There were very few times in his life or death where he felt so helpless. He didn’t remember dying. The bullet that killed him had gone straight through his brain and his death was over before Alastor even knew it had started. The only other time previous to the invasion where he felt so helpless was…

He forced his mind away from the thoughts he felt beginning to rise to the surface. Another unhealed wound, the demon thought to himself. He was silent for a long time, and then let out a sigh. “I suppose you may be right. Perhaps this will pass in time.” Rosie’s smile grew again. 

“Now, with your other little-” she chuckled at the height joke, “issue.” Alastor leaned forward, his mind now firmly placed in the present. “Do you really not see it, dear?” He shook his head, confused as to what this woman could be possibly going on about. “Please,” Alastor says quietly, “If you understand how I can remedy this, explain it to me simply. In plain words.”

Rosie took a moment before sharing her thoughts. “Okay.” Her smile fell a bit as she continued, “Now, all I know is what you’ve just told me. But I’ve been around a long time, and the way souls interact with each other is my specialty. You know that.” Alastor nodded slowly. “So, what I’m about to say may sound odd to you, but keep in mind that I have very good reasons to say it.”

It was quiet for too long. Far too long. Alastor was about ready to fill the building with an unholy amount of radio static just to bring an end to the silence when Rosie finally spoke again. “The feelings that you’re describing to me aren’t a problem, dear. It isn’t hate at all, it’s interest! You’re interested in him. There’s nothing wrong with that!” The radio demon’s eyes narrowed at his friend’s words. “Interest?” He questioned.

“Yes! The kind of interest that one soul gets for another. The kind that leads to spending more time together…?” As Rosie waited for the demon in front of her to piece her words together, Alastor sighed. “You think I want to be friends with him?” Rosie laughed, “No! Oh Alastor, you’re too funny. I guess I’ll just come out with it.”

“Yes, please do,” Alastor hissed, losing his patience. Rosie is overcome by another fit of giggling, trying to hide her wide smile behind the cup in her hand. What she said next, she said in a sing-songy voice, with a smile wider than even that of the demon sitting in front of her. When she finally says it, it’s like she’s been holding it in for hours. 

“You have a CRUSH, Alastor!!!”

The bar isn’t entirely empty today. Angel was sitting on one of the barstools, watching Husk with a really odd level of intensity. I mean, the guy was just wiping down the counter. What was so interesting about that? He sat down a couple of seats away from the spider demon, not wanting to intrude on anything. And yet, before he could even ask for a drink, Angel was perched on the stool next to Lucifer, staring. Staring at… him. The king felt his face get warm at the sudden attention. He opened his mouth to speak but it was too late. 

“Heya, short king~” He didn’t know how to respond to that. Before he had to make a decision, a fluffy paw set a drink in front of him. It was the same drink as last time. The king gazed up guiltily at the bartender. Husk grinned and said, “Uh huh. Figured.” Angel watched the interaction without a word, but Lucifer could just vaguely make out a sudden feeling of annoyance coming from the demon. Or maybe it was jealousy? Why would this literal porn star be- But the discomfort was gone as soon as it arrived, dissipating immediately as Angel’s eyes met with Husk’s. And then both sets of eyes simultaneously looked to the king. 

Lucifer started stuttering, “Uhhh… If you were in the middle of something, um, I can, I can go, I-” It was Angel that interrupted him. “No, that’s not it. We uhh… We wanted to talk to you about somethin…” Lucifer’s eyes went wide at this. They want to… Talk to me? He struggled to put on a casual look. “Yeah! Yeah of course! Uhh.. What’s, um, what’s up?” His smile was beyond forced, probably looking as ridiculous as it felt, and his mind was racing trying to figure out what it was these two demons wanted to talk to him about.

Angel continued, “See, Husky and me have been noticin’ some things.” Husk spoke next. “Yeah. Some worrying things.” If the devil was capable of having a heart attack, he would've found out right about then. He didn’t even get a chance to ask what they were talking about before Husk continued. 

The bartender let out a heavy sigh. “Listen, highness. It ain’t my business really, but it’s getting a little…” Angel spoke up. “Weird? Obvious? Embarrassing? Oh, definitely embarrassing. The second hand embarrassment I get watching you two is-” Husk glared, stopping Angel mid sentence. The cat demon went on. “I seen the way you look at him. And you might not notice, but he’s been looking at you a hell of a lot too.” He shrugged. “All I’m sayin is, everyone’s already expecting it now. Might as well give it a shot.” Lucifer was lost. Completely and utterly lost. 

Angel piped up then, adding “Okay, but all I’m sayin is you betta hit that. You might be the only one that can!” Husk put a new drink down in front of Angel, briefly distracting him with the bright pink liquid. Lucifer can’t figure out how to speak all of a sudden, but manages “Ummm… I… I really honestly don’t know what exactly is happening here… Who exactly.. Uhh, what are we talking about again?” Was he drunk? No, he’s barely had a sip of his liquor. So why isn’t this making sense?

Husk speaks again. “Look, everyone in the hotel notices the tension. It’s getting painful. The two of you can’t even be in the same room without making the new residents uncomfortable. None of them understand what’s going on. They’re constantly waiting for some kind of blow up between the King of Hell and the Radio Demon.”

The… Alastor? What? The king must make a face of some kind, because Angel puts his fluffy head down on the counter with a thunk. The devil could barely hear the muffled voice say “Really has been a while for ya, huh?” Lucifer was past confusion. He mentally started back at the beginning of this interaction, hoping to understand this better the second time around. Well, he came down to the bar to ask Husk about Alastor and-

Oh. 

Ooooooohhhhhhhhh.

Shit.

“Now he’s gettin it,” Husk mumbles to Angel. The spider peered at the king for a moment before downing his drink and turning his body fully to face Lucifer. He put his hands on the king’s shoulders as if afraid that the man was going to flee from the conversation. Angel’s large, mismatched eyes drilled into Lucifer as he said “Listen up, short king. I know it’s been a long time since you’ve been in the game, so I’m gonna help ya out. First things first, let's get it all out there. You’ve obviously got a thing for the strawberry pimp radio star.” Lucifer opened his mouth to speak but Angel's second pair of arms appeared just in time to put a finger up, stopping him. “Don’t try to argue, we’re past that point. You like him. And lucky you, Husky over here thinks Mr. Fancy talk radio voice himself has the hots for ya, so no need to worry about that!” 

It’s a good thing Lucifer didn’t actually need to breathe. Because that was absolutely not on the table right now. Angel kept speaking, watching the king closely. “Now, here’s the hard part. You have to actually initiate something. I get it, sin of pride and all. But if one of ya doesn’t start this talk soon we’re all gonna lose our minds.” Husk sighed, leaning against the bar. Angel looked at the king for another long moment and finished with “We’re here to help ya. So now that that’s outta the way, why don’t ya start spillin’ it?”

Alastor didn’t host his radio show that evening. After his visit, he needed some time to think. Before leaving Cannibal Town, Rosie gave him a small stack of literature on various topics involving relationships. The promise to return the books to Rosie was the only thing keeping the demon from burning the things on sight. He did not need a relationship. He did not want a relationship. Alastor had never fallen in love, in life or in death. He had become close to others plenty of times, Rosie being an example. But of the many times someone had been interested in Alastor, it was never reciprocated. 

The radio demon sighed. Now he was the one with the interest. He sat at the desk in his tower.  Alastor’s shadow then motioned towards the pocket on the demon’s coat. Charlie had given today’s envelope and paper to him on his way back in, after his brief trip out. He’d placed it there and forgotten about it. It wants to read the letter…? Alastor eyed the entity suspiciously before quickly opening and disposing of the envelope. The paper inside read:

“Name three interesting things you’ve noticed about your person.”

Alastor,

I’ve noticed many interesting things about you. The first was your shadow. It really is an interesting being. 

At this, the demon’s shadow practically purred. Alastor’s eyes went wide at the response before waving his hand to motion the thing away. He continued reading. 

Another thing I’ve noticed that I find interesting is your coffee mug. It’s a silly pun, but still funny. And the third thing I find interesting is your radio show. It isn’t what I expected. 

Ignoring the mention of his shadow (again), Alastor thought about the other two points. His smile widened a bit at the mug reference. It was the radio demon’s favorite piece of dishware, afterall! And then… Whoever’s writing to me has listened to my broadcast… At that moment, Alastor wondered for the first time if maybe, possibly, the resident writing to him was the same resident that he had been writing to. 

But the thought didn't take root, as Alastor knew of multiple others in the building that listened to his show semi-regularly. And his simple, jazz-filled broadcasts always seemed to surprise, so it wasn’t exactly new information. He appreciated the sentiment though, reading the words over again in his mind. Alastor was never opposed to being complimented. 

After a moment, the demon remembered the other half of the project. His letter to Lucifer. The letter from today’s envelope was smoothed out and placed in the stack with the others. Glancing over the new paper, he read the writing prompt. “Name one thing that you assumed about your person but have since realized that you were wrong about.” Alastor closed his eyes, replaying the events of the day. It’s not until shortly before he goes to sleep that he finally puts words on the page in front of him.

It’s Quiet Time. That’s what Niffty called the short span of time between the night owls and the early birds, where absolutely no one was around. Well, not no one… Nifty’s favorite part about Quiet Time was the visitor she sometimes got, an old friend. The little maid had known Shadow for as long as she’d known Alastor, and that was quite some time now. In the span of those many years, there were plenty of times when Alastor was asleep and Niffty was not. And during those hours, Shadow and Niffty spent their time together. 

Shadow had not been coming to see Niffty much after the angel’s attack. Niffty knew what that meant, Alastor wasn’t sleeping. The being was odd, it had the ability to leave Alastor, going quite some distance before restrictions set in, and yet rarely left the demon’s side during waking hours. It’s something that Niffty would ask about, if Shadow could speak. But he can't, which sometimes leaves him limited. He can write if there's a pen around, but most of his thoughts can be made perfectly clear to Niffty without the need for words. They’d spent decades together, words weren’t necessary. But now, for the second night in a row, Shadow was here! Smiling and spending time with the quick little demon running up and down the halls. 

Shadow stopped suddenly, frowning. It took a moment before Niffty realized her companion was no longer behind her, having stopped her scurrying at the end of the long hallway. But looking back, Shadow was motioning down another hall. Niffty ran back to the entity to see what she’d missed. But when she gets there, she sees nothing of note. She glances at the shadow on the wall and then hears it. Ever so faintly. Music. The little demon tiptoed carefully towards the sound, wondering who else in the hotel would be up and about at such an hour. And playing music? What instrument is that? It sounds familiar… When she finally reached the source of the sound, she and Shadow both peeked around the edge of the doorway, into the room that Lucifer and Alastor had recently cleared out. Is that…? She suddenly realized where she had heard the instrument before. That first time the king came to the hotel… He fought with Alastor and played this thing.

Realizing that the fallen angel was facing away from the door, the two watched a moment longer. The maid took note of the shiny, golden instrument Lucifer held as he played a sweet tune. Niffty and Shadow share a moment’s glance before silently backing away from the room, leaving Lucifer to play his music in peace.

[zinphandel]

A Moon Shaped Pool- Radiohead

hey guys welcome to another episode of kate rates dans favourite albums of the year! today we are listening to A Moon Shaped Pool by Radiohead!

Initial Thoughts?

GOD i’m so excited to get into this one. I'm a big fat radiohead stan (but like just the music i don’t really care about the band if u know what i mean) personally, I'm a kid a and in rainbows girly, but amsp still bangs

Is this a first time full album listen through?

no! however im not gonnna lie its been a while since I last did a proper a moon shaped pool listen through. I know I'm gonna enjoy this one!

Listen through:

• lets gooooo! thom yorke is a weirdo but his voice is so hauntingly perfect, it transports you as soon as his vocals start. I love the use of the strings in the opening track, it builds in such a satisfying way and sets up the rest of the album really well. This feels very much like the 'classic radiohead' sound that we know so well taken up a gear.

• the soundscape that opens up 'daydreaming' lives up to the name of the song as it is soooo dreamy, and it builds slowly and gorgeously throughout. The lyrics are melancholy but to me feel secondary to the ethereal instrumental, they let the soundscape shine!

• This is 100% a night-time album. This was meant to be listened to in the dark, in the limbo between being awake and asleep. The perfect album to fall asleep to.

• The production on this album is SO beautiful. truly next level

• I want to listen to this album alone on a deep space mission, looking out into the dark empty endless void of space, seeing nothing but tiny pinpricks of starlight in the distance

• This album feels like the calm after the storm. the big horrible sad thing has happened, and you are now looking back on it, embracing the sadness and accepting your fate, it's depressing but beautiful. Its truly a cathartic listening experience.

• It feel like the mature, calmer yet sadder older brother of kid a

• you NEED to listen to this album with headphones to hear all the subtle details. its so gorgeous

• 'Ful Stop' is explosive and expressive, definitely one of my favourites -its both exciting and emotional

• The haunting piano and strings that open glass eyes pull you straight in and back down to earth after the more uptempo Ful Stop, its emotional whiplash in the best way possible!

• This album feels like a fully realised journey with peaks and valleys, it always keeps you guessing and every new song is exciting. Its so clearly the work of people who have been in the industry 20+ years and are putting all those years of experience to work in both the production and the lyricism.

• hoooooly shit the strings on 'The Numbers' are otherworldly

• god im enjoying this album so much i can't wait to listen to it on a cold dark lonely night

• true love waits is the perfect album closer. A song that's been worked on for 20+ years (it was first performed in 1995!) this particular arrangement is beautiful, with the minimal piano. If radiohead never releases another album, this is the most gorgeous goodbye imaginable. its mournful, melancholy and beyond beautiful.

Favourite song(s)?

Ful stop, Glass eyes, Identikit

Least favourite song?

Present tense

Would i listen again?

God i cant wait to add this back into my album rotation and listen again, I have no idea why its been so long since I've listened to this! Its still not my favourite radiohead project, but it is their most, mature, fully realised version of them. Hauntingly beautiful

Do i recommend?

Absolutely! I'm not sure i would recommend it as your first introduction to radiohead (do kid a, ok computer and in rainbows first) but i’d defo recommend you listen to it. perfect late night listening!

What would I rank it out of 10?

9/10

GOD i love radiohead. dans music taste is truly elite! cheers danny boy! see you all tomorrow for a super exciting (controversial) one!

thanks 4 reading xxx

read my 2015 reviews here

read the rest of the my 2016 reviews here

listen to the playlist of highlights from dans favourite albums here