#don’t come at me it also works for bisexual jj

[flaminghotjareau]

correct me if i’m wrong but i think the first occurrence of the word “lesbian” in criminal minds was when that guy suggested that jj could be a lesbian and i’m so obsessed with this like yes sir your gaydar is correct

[cwritesforfun]

(Criminal Minds) Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader: Garcia's Bff

You were Garcia's best friend from a tech convention and she wanted you to meet her work friends from the FBI.

** I do not own the Criminal Minds characters

Y/N = Your Name

Y/N's POV

You hear someone shrieking your name and you look around to find your best friend. You see Penelope Garcia waving and smiling. Omg, I missed her so much!!! I walk over to her and we immediately hug.

After Penelope and I hug, I exclaim "I brought you two small presents. I saw it and knew you had to have it. Not to mention, they fit in your purse." I hand her the bag and she opens it. It's a sparkly purple fuzzy pen and a small bobblehead of a cat for her desk. She smiles and exclaims "This is perfect. I love this so much. Okay before I get distracted ... come and meet my friends." I follow her to her friends. She exclaims "Friends, this is Y/N. She is a fellow tech expert and one of my best friends. We met at a convention where she hacked this presentation and exposed these leaders for their dirty business. They ended up in jail and no one ever knew it was her. Well, I mean except, for me, of course! I can always tell Y/N’s trademark in code." I add "Please don't spread the info. I have a good job and don't want them to fire me. If you have to tell, I understand though." They all laugh and smile. Garcia replies "Honey, we are the FBI. We won't spill. We know everyone's dirty secrets. I’ve told you this before. Nothing needs to to be worried about." I smile. Garcia then says "Okay, to your left, that is Jennifer Jareau also known as JJ." We shake hands and I say "Nice to meet you, JJ. I've heard about how great of a mother you are and how you've helped Garcia. Thanks for being a great friend to my friend." JJ replies "Aw thank you." Garcia says "Okay, next to her is Emily Prentiss who you can call whatever she wants." We shake hands and Emily Prentiss says "You can call me Emily." I reply "Well nice to meet you, Emily. I hear you traveled a lot growing up and I must say I'm slightly envious. I would love to travel more. We'll have to talk about your favorite places." Emily replies "You might be disappointed. It was hard when I was growing up. I did manage to learn multiple languages, which is now useful for my job." I reply "Wow so she's a multilingual girl. Damn, that's cool. I'm glad you have these two lovely blondes to hang out with." Garcia exclaims "Ahh Y/N, you're so sweet. You really don’t need to give everyone a compliment every time you meet one of my friends. Now let's loosen you up a little. What do you say you grab us two piña coladas?" I laugh and answer "I like what you're thinking. Do either of you ladies want a drink?" They both shake their heads.

I walk off to the bar.

Emily Prentiss' POV

I watch as Y/N walks off. She is so hot.

When Garcia said she was inviting a friend, I didn't know she would be so beautiful and funny. The way she complimented JJ and I ... stop that was so kind. I like her already.

I hear a snap and look over at Garcia who is smiling. I ask "What did you say? I didn't hear it." Garcia says "I wanted to know how you felt about Y/N. Now I see that you like her because you watched her leave with a dazed smile on your face." Shit!! JJ says "Garcia said she is bisexual. You have a chance." I ask "Wait what? There is no way she is." Garcia replies "Yes. I've even kissed her." I gasp and ask "How was it?" Garcia answers "Look at Miss Nosy over here. It was a good kiss. We got dared to kiss. We may have both been intoxicated, but it was nice. There were no sparks though and we are still friends. That never changed." I hear "Ooh who are we talking about? Spill the tea!" I jump a little and see Y/N standing there right next to me. Garcia says "We were talking about our kiss. They were asking about your sexuality." Shit, she made that super obvious that one of us was interested in her and that it was me. It's not JJ because you can see her ring and Garcia has already been there and done that.  Y/N says "Oh yeah we did kiss. There were no sparks or butterflies for me either. It's probably a good thing because I don't know what I would do if there ever was a time without Miss Penelope Garcia in my life. Yes, I am bisexual." I ask "How long have you known?" Shit, why did I ask that? Y/N faces me and answers "Since I saw Megan Fox on tv one day and thought about kissing her." I smirk and reply "I was more of a Scarlett Johansson type myself." Y/N replies "Mhmm yes she is perfect. You have great taste."

I hear "Okay time for shots ladies!!" I groan and Garcia says "We don't have work. Come on, Hotch said he wouldn't call us tomorrow." JJ says "Yeah come on Emily." I look over at Y/N who shrugs. I nod and say "Let's do this before I have second thoughts!"

The rest of the night passes by super fast. I remember dancing with Y/N on the dance floor and I remember more shots.

I wake up to my arms around Y/N and we're both in our undergarments. I feel my head start hurting and my stomach starts to flip.

I carefully get off the bed and rush to where an open door where I see a toilet. I start throwing up. I sit back and lean against the tub when I feel nothing else coming up.

The door pushes open and Y/N walks in. She makes a beeline for the toilet and starts throwing up too.

After she's done, she leans against the cabinets. She looks at me and asks "What happened last night?" I shrug and answer "The last two things I remember are shots and dancing with you." She replies "I remember that too. Gosh, look at us, two women who just slept in their underwear together." I ask "Do you think that's all we did?" She answers "I have honestly no idea. But I saw the way our clothes are out there. Mine are in my laundry hamper and yours are pretty neat on the chair. We wouldn't have paused to neatly stack our clothes if we were all over each other. At least we wouldn't have while we were drunk after taking shots on a weekday. We were probably just really warm from all of the drinks." 

I suddenly remember I should be at work. I exclaim "Oh sh**! Work!" I get up and race back to the bedroom. I see my clothes on a chair and I find my phone. I check my texts. I see two from Penelope from last night. The first one was the contact info of Y/N. The second one said Have fun tonight with Y/N. You two look cute together even if it lasts one night. Please make it last longer. You deserve love and happiness. So does she. I see another one from her this morning one hour ago I covered for you. I'm picking you up to bring you to work during my lunch break. I will bring you your travel bag to change clothes. In exchange, tell me about last night!!!!!!! I want ALL of the deets!!!!!!!!

I check the time and see that her lunch break is in 20 minutes. That means she will be here well who knows where we are.

I look around and see Y/N is no longer in the bedroom or bathroom. I slide on my shirt and pants before leaving the room.

I walk out and I see Y/N in the kitchen area. She is wearing a robe and is cooking food while humming to herself. She's so cute. I walk up to her and ask "Hey Y/N? Mind if I shower in your bathroom?" She jumps a little, turns, smiles, and says "Of course. Go ahead. Towels are in the cabinets. Use whatever products you need. I have extra blouses too if you need one to borrow." I reply "Penelope is bringing me new clothes on her lunch break, but thanks." She smiles.

I leave and shower.

After my shower, I get out and wrap myself in a robe. I see my work bag outside the door and I bring it in to change into new clothes. This means that Penelope is here.

I see Penelope eating lunch with Y/N. They're laughing over a video on Penelope's phone. I ask "What are you two laughing at?" They both jump in their seats and turn around. What are they embarrassed to be watching? Penelope hands me her phone and I see myself. Penelope says "You said it was your Magic Mike impression." Oh no... I watch myself straddle Y/N and grind on her while slowly taking my shirt off. I exclaim "I am so sorry Y/N. Wow. Omg. I cannot believe I did that. Pen, why did no one stop me?" Penelope says "It was amusing to watch and it was good to see you let free." Y/N exclaims "I didn't seem to mind last night as far as I can tell." I half smile and reply "Right. Cool. Okay ... Penelope, you are here for lunch?" Penelope nods and says "Yes. Y/N made it. She's great in the kitchen and I'm sure you know where else she is great, hm?" I reply "I will one day." Shit did I say that too? This crush on Y/N has me all tongue-tied.  Penelope asks "Wait you two didn't sleep together?" Y/N says "Before Penelope asks questions, there is a plate and you can get whatever food you want, Emily. You can use the glass over there for water from the fridge too." I thank her and walk over to get food.

I hear Penelope say "You two are such a cute couple and you're not together yet. Or are you?" Y/N answers "Penelope, one does not kiss and tell." Hahahaha

I walk back over and sit down next to Y/N in the empty seat.

After lunch, Penelope hugs Y/N and tells me to be at the car in 5 or we'll be late.

I turn to Y/N and fidget with my fingers a little bit.

I exclaim "Look Y/N, I don't normally just sleep in the same bed as someone half naked within 24 hours of meeting them. It was weird for me. I guess drunk Emily trusted you... truth is, I find you attractive and kind. I like you. I would like to go on a date with you preferably with no shots." Y/N laughs and says "Yes Emily, I would like that very much. I don't sleep with people half-naked after just meeting them either. I also like you too." I smile. Y/N then asks "Is it too soon to give you a hug goodbye?" I shake my head and we hug. I then get my bag and leave.

......................................................................... THANKS FOR READING!!

[httpsbrie]

criminal minds sexuality and gender identities <3

if you don’t agree or say something about canon, kindly shush. These are my headcanons so what I think, not what the show portrayed.

Jason Gideon : okay so I know we see him written like a straight man, but in my heart Jason is gay. He just doesn’t let it define him, him and Rossi deffo had a thing at the start of the BAU and it took him awhile to come to accept himself as fully gay. Could also see him as a trans man, but not as much as I see him as a gay man.

David Rossi : omnisexual. I will take no criticism on this, he doesn’t care how you identify if he is attracted to you. He is attracted to you. As stated above, him and Gideon also definitely did it.

Aaron Hotchner : Hotch loved Hayley, I hate their relationship later on in the show. But you cannot say he didn’t love her. However, he had so much tension with Blackwolf in the S1 episode ‘The Tribe’. So, I don’t see him as fully straight. Until I find a label that better suits him either Unlabelled or Queer.

Derek Morgan : unlabelled or bisexual but due to Buford he is more reluctant to engage in a mlm relationship, I think he has accepted his sexuality but will probably be more reluctant to start a physical relationship with a man unless he fully trusts that man.

Emily Prentiss : lesbian.

Elle Greenaway : lesbian or bisexual, but with a female preference.

Jennifer Jareau : hear me out on this one, in the bar scene where she is having a drink with Will and she was building up to telling him something, I was so ready for her to come out as lesbian. There were small hints, and honestly I could see her as a lesbian. However, that didn’t happen and instead we had Will and JJ and I admit they have grown on me so. Before the relationship between Will and JJ was developed or even hinted, lesbian however I can see her as a bisexual woman.

Spencer Reid : bisexual possibly trans man, if not trans, agender or non binary at the least. Could also see him as a purely gay trans man, and would love that but he does work well with a woman as well. So if it is the bisexual, more with a preference for men. His tension with Ethan is undeniable.

Penelope Garcia : pansexual trans woman. Penny is my little queer baby, I can imagine her realising young that she was trans and her family being like super supportive.

Luke Alvez : gay. Luke is a gay man, that doesn’t understand what’s so important about who you are attracted too. He was a bit scared to come out, as I imagine him in a religious home but his family were supportive. His abuela, was just like “I know.” But I imagine him realising high school, but not coming out too his full family until about 18 years old.

Dr Alex Blake : bisexual.

Dr Tara Lewis : lesbian. No explanation needed.

Kate Callahan : unlabelled. If she likes you, or is attracted to you she just is. She’s never fully looked into all the different labels so, she just says she is attracted to who she is attracted to.

Ashley Seaver : lesbian, however she also labels herself as demisexual (she needs to have a bond before she can find you sexually attractive and want to sleep with you).

Jordan Todd : lesbian. Always thought she had tension with Emily, but she definitely isn’t straight.

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Enemies to lovers with JJ Maybank: Insults edition

Oh to be that blunt

Listen y'all, because I don't think I'm ever gonna release the fic, here are some "clever" insults and nicknames to use for your JJ Maybank fics, use them wisely, and please tag me to read what y'all do with them because I'm sure you guys would come up with really good shit, also if you do use them please just like or reblog this.

Anyway, here they are:

Dollar Tree's sad attempt of Brad Pitt

Oh my god, did you finally learn how to pole dance so I can call you stripper-tripper?

Failed launch of the limited edition stoner Ken that not even Barbie could love

How many JJ's does it take to screw a light bulb? Hmm, I don't know, but it only takes one to screw the whole island

Hophead is the only head you'll ever be good at

I see that your future won't be the only thing wasted

You know you actually have to be a good person to be spiderman? The inability to live without Mary Jane isn't the only thing that's required (he was gonna be dressed up as Spiderman in my fic so)

Leonardo Drinkaprio

Paul Wanker

Why are you working here anyways? Don't you charge for delivering STDs? Oh, wow, just when I thought I couldn't underestimate you more

You know, I always figured I'd see a rat on one of these boats eventually, but I never thought I'd see one who tried so hard to be a poorly made Chris Evans' Walmart version

Bitch please, I've seen the way you look at Pope, you're so gay for him you make Liberace look like he eats coochie for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (I ship JJPope so)

Besides raging closeted bisexual, impulsive, and horny himbo? What else did you put on your resumeé? Or did you just lie about having brain cells to make the cut?

I’d slap you, but that would be animal abuse

Brains aren’t everything. In your case they’re nothing

You’ll never be the man your mother is, at least she had the balls to leave your dad

The only good thing that could come out of your mouth is your tongue into everyone's ass

I don't have the time or the crayons to explain this to you

If I throw a stick, will you leave?

If I wanted a bitch, I’d have bought a dog

Shit happens, I mean… look at your face

I’d bet it took you a whole week to come up with that one

I thought this was a wit war, but I see you've come unarmed

Don’t be ashamed of who you are. That’s your father’s job

Do you smell that? I- I think is the stink of your mediocrity

If you want to be a smartass, you have to be smart. Otherwise, you’re just an ass

Anyways, hope you guys like them, love y'all

[garciaasfluffypen]

meeting the parent

“you think i’m happy? you think i’m happy in that house all alone, with your dad off with his new wife, one daughter who never saw... and the other…”

“the other what, mom?”

(or the on in which jj stands up to her mom and comes out as bisexual, which she definitely should have done in the show.) 

wc: 1.1k pairing: jj x fem!reader warnings: homophobia/biphobia, will slander (sorry will fans) 

gif credit: google 

you and jj had opted to stay behind this case, since her mother had needed a place to stay considering her “pipes burst”. you very easily could have gone with the team and refused to meet your mother in law who didn’t know she was your mother in law, but you figured now was a better time than any since you were literally surrounded by fbi agents. you were working in your office when you saw jj pass by with two salads, and she shot you a look that read “help me”. you let out a light chuckle, knowing you’d most definitely have to say something if it got to be too much.

you’ve only heard stories about mrs. jareau, and knew why jj didn’t want you to meet her. but you two were married, and she was the only one who didn’t know. mainly because from what jj implied, it was that she didn’t like the fact that jj was bisexual, and wanted her to end up with a man. you shuddered at the thought of jj being with anyone but you- you knew it was impossible, since you loved each other very much, but the thought still lingered sometimes that she could leave you any day.

about five minutes had passed before you decided to go down to the printer outside the round table room, to pick up some papers you had to print but also listen in on the conversation with jj’s mother- you were nervous for her, and frankly you were willing to step up for her if you needed to.

“oh come on, jj, you’re perfectly happy up here with your life just as it is.”

“the same way you’re perfectly happy with your life in east allegheny, right?” you could hear the sarcasm dripping from jj’s voice, even from all the way over here.

“you think i’m happy? you think i’m happy in that house all alone, with your dad off with his new wife, one daughter who never saw… and the other…”

“the other what, mom?”

you were sure you could cut the tension in that room with a knife as you kept a close eye on the two, knowing that you needed to go in at any second.

“the other…”

“likes girls? yeah, i said it. i’m bisexual mom, that’s a part of me you’re never going to be able to change. you can’t just pray it away like you tried to all those years ago.”

“don’t say that.”

“say what? that i’m in a loving relationship with my fiancée who happens to be a girl? yeah, i bet you didn’t expect that one, huh?”

“jennifer-”

“you don’t get to control my love life anymore, mom. okay? i will always love will, but i just can’t be with him.”

it was at this moment you decided to go into the round table room, pretending to look for a file on the far wall. it was better to be in the room in case something happened.

“what about the boys? what are you going to say to them? that their mother is a homo-”

“i’m not a homosexual. i’m bi-sexual. there’s a complete difference. and they love y/n just as much as i do. she was there for me more than will ever was. she was by my side through thick and thin, and sat with me in the hospital while will was off doing god knows what while i was in labor. she’s more of a father than will ever was.”

“i can’t believe you-”

“went against god’s word? yeah, i’ve heard that one before.”

you debated turning around, but knew jj could handle this by herself. at least, you hoped she could.

“i just don’t understand-”

“that i’m comfortable in my own skin? that i control how i want to be perceived by the world? it’s not that hard of a concept to wrap your head around. i’m happy. that should be all that matters.”

“how long have you and will…”

“been divorced? two years.”

“and you didn’t tell me?”

“because i knew you’d react like this!”

“i just-”

“you know what?” you turned around, glaring at mrs. jareau. “you’re being a dick right now, mrs. jareau.”

“excuse me?”

“yes, your daughter is all you have left, but you can’t control every single thing she does. she’s 40 years old, and you’re trying to puppeteer her life. to which i say, grow up. you need to leave your daughter alone and let her live her life, because i’ll be damned if i let another person ruin it. and she’s right. will was never there for her, because he’s a deadbeat son of a bitch who doesn’t care about anything except when he’s going to crack open his next beer. do you know the last time he saw the kids?”

“i-”

“two years ago. do you know the last time the kids asked for their father? three years ago. so, respectfully, shut the fuck up, and leave your daughter and her family alone.”

you stood there panting for a second before simply turning and walking out of the room, going straight into your office. you left the door cracked because you knew jj was going to be coming in any second, ready to cry. as if on cue, the door opened and shut and jj was standing in your office, on the verge of tears. you bought her in for a hug, closing the blinds as you did so and making sure the door was shut all the way. you wiped the tears from her cheeks, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“i’m so sorry.”

“no, don’t be.” jj sniffled. “that was extremely hot, what you did there.”

“she deserved it.” you chuckled. “no wonder you never wanted me to meet her.”

“she’d throw a hissy fit when she finds out you’re a lesbian.”

“she’s very lucky i didn’t show her what these hands can do.”

it was jj’s turn to chuckle. “god, i love you so much.”

“i love you more, my sunshine.”

“have you told off people like that before? or did you save all that for my mother?”

“hm? oh, i guess i have a lot of pent up anger. anger at her, anger at will, anger at literally anyone who tries to hurt you.” you squeezed her hands. “i don’t like seeing you hurt.”

“i know, darling.” jj ran her fingers through your hair, tucking it behind your ear. “i know.”

there was a moment of silence.

“oh fuck, she’s staying with us tonight.”

“yup.”

“she’s going to make this so awkward.”

“you can say that again.”

[kirisslut]

hi hi i’m here for a matchup!! i’m 5’4” shoulder length ish brown hair, brown eyes, and i’m mixed filipino and scottish.

afab demigirlflux, they/she pronouns, bisexual, preferred nicknames are babygirl, princess, darling, and love.

sub leaning switch, sometimes a brat when the vibes are right. both praise and degradation are <333 size kink i enjoy feeling small and delicate, and daddy/sir kink. light (???) pet play kink, puppy and kitty are mmmmm. i’m now realizing that i don’t have any super big kinks, i’m mostly just down for anything. limits are scat, vomit, and branding, though knife play, fire play, and impact play are all fine.

as far as personality and hobbies go, i’m very much a nerd, into both video games and reading, plus stuff like marvel, disney, harry potter, and percy jqckson. i’m also an arts and theatre kid, i love singing and musical theatre! in terms of personality and stuff i’m a very big yaomomo kinnie, feel like i have to live up to really high expectations, but i’m also a huge bitch despite having major social anxiety.

i think that’s everything?? yeeee, i’m very excited to see who you pair me up with!!

I match you with...

Denki Kaminari

Explanation (i can't make the text yellow apparently sorry-)

Okay so just based on personality alone, I think you would match up well. Now, hear me out, Denki would definitely love a partner who games, he wouldn't really get the reading part but he's Denki so- He'd like the fact that your an arts and theatre kid even though that's not generally what he'd go for. And he'd love love love watching Marvel movies with you. And then based on sexually, I also feel like you'd match up well. I feel like Denki's a switch and he's fine going either way most of the time, he doesn't have a preference. He'd definitely be into pet play, praise/degradation, I can see him being called daddy/sir so he'd definitely be a great match in the bedroom

Drabble

"That's a good girl, love," Denki said, pushing his two fingers deeper inside your cunt after you came around them. You moaned louder at this and Denki smirked.

"Do you like that, princess? You're such a little slut, huh? You look so adorable cumming around my fingers," he said, watching the way your cunt clenched around his fingers. Slowly he added another and you gasped.

"S-sir- Fuck," you mumbled, holding the sheets tighter as he worked his magic.

"Come on, love. Cum for me, then you can do this around my cock. Be a good little whore and cum."

And you listened, cumming around his fingers after another minutes or two. He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean, making a point of making eye contact with you as he did so. Then he moved his hands down to his belt, unbuckling it, "Now, baby girl, you gonna be good while I fuck that pretty pussy?"

I hope you enjoy this love sorry about the wait <333 - JJ <3

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So...

"Constantine" (2005) was a fun film but it didn't really represent Hellblazer or John Constantine as a character. It was kind of its own thing.

Then we got "Constantine" (2014, NBC) where we got perfect casting in the form of Matt Ryan, but the network let the show down between a bad US time slot, poor marketing and, to a lesser extent in my view, curbing the character from smoking too much on screen (it shouldn't be so important a trade mark, but it is). The other changes they made worked for me and for a more global audience (making Chas and Zed not English and setting the show outside of London was, in my opinion, a good idea) and the show really embodied the spirit of Hellblazer and adapted some of the comic arcs for screen really, really skillfully. And I feel like they would have gotten to portraying John's bisexuality in a second or later season if they'd gotten the chance (even in Hellblazer itself he only makes passing comment to it initially in the earlier stories). But the show got an untimely cancellation before it even reached an international audience.

Then the Arrowverse step in in 2015 and let the fans get a bit more of Matt Ryan's amazing portrayal of the laughing magician. We also get some animated films (ok, one was a series that *became* a film) voiced by Matt Ryan, and there's rumours of a tie in with Swamp Thing (2019) (but unfortunately, that show *also* suffers the exact same fate as the 2014 Constantine series so that tie in never comes)... Seems like a pattern.

In 2017 Legends of Tomorrow welcome the Mage on board for a few episodes that turns into a series regular slot in all but name and sadly, this seems to be where the journey ends for Matt Ryan's iconic, emotional and comic-accurate portrayal of Con Job (although, from the above you can never tell when the end is the end, I guess). Legends obviously had him rub off some of the rougher edges of the character to fit their show, but all in all, the character has kept true to his spirit and, in recent season 6 episodes as we wind up to the climax, has sparkled with Hellblazer charm and spirit (not to mention the mania and flaws).

But JJ Abrams is working on a new Constantine reboot, which seems to be why Legends have had to wave goodbye to the character (because like a lot of DC politics, mutliverses and their rules are... inconsistent at best, painfully unfair at worst). But again the character is being changed to suit a more modern audience and it's currently hard to say how much he will resemble the Hellblazer magician in spirit and characterisation.

It just seems to me that the powers that be don't like the character (which is an apt way of putting it considering Constantine's uhm... relations with "powers that be" in general, I know). We've had one accurate portrayal of him in live action and he has been hounded and hampered with cancellations, guest spots, uncertainty and being placed into a show that, by all accounts has made it work better than anyone could have imagined, but honestly probably made it a bit of an uphill battle for everyone involved because the character is such a stark contrast to the Legends' fun and OTT style. (Although, it's been a fun journey and it looks like a great time).

And, outside of Matt Ryan's portrayal, we've only so far had live action versions that don't really resemble the comics or the character at all.

So anyway, this was a long post just to say I'm disappointed with the way things are turning out (both as a Constantine & Hellblazer fan and as a fan of Matt Ryan as an actor in general) and I'm finding it difficult to get interested in the incoming Constantine live action stuff. Not because of the changes they're making to the character specifically (aesthetics aren't everything if the character is still there in spirit and personality - which remains to be seen), but because they are once again changing the character so damn much. And especially considering how hard Matt Ryan has worked and how much he has enthused about, and fought for this character to resemble the source material for 7 years! Without him, Constantine would not be as popular a character right now. Certainly I personally would never have picked up a comic book at all, never mind obsessively collected and consumed more than 300 of them and continued to seek out new series and titles where the character appears (don't get me started on the cancellation of the Sandman Universe Presents Hellblazer series! I am still salty).

But, I suppose it is not that much of a surprise. John's not exactly known for things going exactly his way. Why should I, as a fan, expect anything different?

[showf4lls]

Hello! I was hoping to send a request in for a match up, please! And congrats on 200 followers !! 🫶🏼

Can I have a romantic match-up for cc! characters, please!

I go by Jynx, friends call me JJ or Jy, I also go by they/them pronouns! My sexuality is bisexual, and I am 20! Also a scorpio (?) idk if that’s important

My vibes are all over the place? I’m usually laidback and giggly, but i can change to quiet and sort of standoff-ish, in a way. People say I’m very sweet, friendly, but I have a bitch side that gets protective over close friends; hate to admit but i get extremely wrapped up/competitive when it comes to video games unless it’s unneeded. I curse a lot, though I’m trying to work on it, lowkey I’m a hothead (does it same much if i’m a sapnap/punz kinnie..?)

My loyalty belongs to people who earn it; I only trust those who earn it as well. I suppose I can be marked as cautious? I’m known to be more ambivert. I cant make decisions for the life of me (hello i’m agender bisexual switch, i don’t make decisions lmao)

Top three hobbies are art, writing, and exploring. My favorite movie is Jurassic Park (series), favorite video game rn is Valorant, favorite TV show is Arcane

Top 3 favorite songs;

Bedroom Floor by sneaky peaches and the Fuzz

Myron Lil Uzi Vent

likewise by ericdoa

My aesthetic/fashion sense are both a bit of mess, but imagine living in streamer merch and then magically wearing something really cute one day then back to tights/jeans and hoodies. Just I wear hoodies a lot but I can “clean up” from time to time :)

Group wise; dream team or just the SMP in a whole (minors not included obviously!)

I believe that’s all i can think of, and I hope to get a match! Again congrats on 200, that’s a huge milestone !! 🫶🏼

― vibe check! i match you with... sapnap !

cw + info! fluff, headcanons / no CWs

includes! cc!sapnap

notes! tbh i tried to match you up with dream but it just didn't work honestly lol. also, for anyone interested, feel free to check out the event here!

– first off, zodiac shit: you're a scorpio and he's a pisces; both of those zodiac signs have correspondence with water, meaning that you guys understand each other. you're both emotional and passionate, which implies that you'll be able to understand each other's motivations and reasons behind taking certain courses of action or reacting in certain ways. essentially, you guys are similar enough to understand each other but different enough to have things still be interesting between the both of you

– absolutely doesn't mind that your vibes aren't super consistent. he's had a good bit of practice bitting with his friends, so he applies that and uses it to follow the way you're acting. doesn't mind it much either, just cares that you're comfortable and having a good time

– admires how protective you are of your friends, and reciprocates that in how protective he is of you. you guys are fiercely loyal to one another since you've both worked to show one another how trustworthy you are. he understands you being cautious when you're going into new friendships and agrees that it's a totally fair response to how weird people can be

– loves gaming with you; it's always a challenge. he doesn't have to worry about you letting him win to "be a good partner," or whatever excuse people use. not only is it fun to challenge himself while he games, but it's fun to bounce off of you with the banter

– y’all play valorant together, it’s cute. he likes buying you guys matching skins and paying for your battle pass every season - it makes him feel good about himself lmao (his love language is definitely gift giving). when people start flirting with you in valo lobbies (which happens more than you’d think) he lets you pull the boyfriend card before stepping in and causing a scene. you guys always have a good laugh about it later

– really likes your art! definitely asks if he can watch you draw, but totally respects your decision if you let him know that you’re not comfortable with that. would also probably bother you about drawing him sometime. uses the “paint me like one of your french girls” line to lighten things up

[shookspearewrites]

Ikemen Vampire as UNHhhh quotes

Hello my ducklings, I hope that you’re all okay! I received some pretty devastating news today so, I’ve made the decision to take a few days break from Tumblr just to clear my head and process everything that’s happening - I hope you can understand.

In the meantime however, I had this post ready a few days ago so I thought I’d post it now - I love Trixie and Katya, I just find them so so funny so I wanted to combine their show UNHhhh with our silly ikevamp bois ^^ Please enjoy!

- JJ x

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“I put all my cash in a hole and I fuck it,” le Comte

“Darling if you have a baby you can’t be the baby,” Vincent

“I’m thankful for two things: Violence and haircare,” Jean

“Sexy priest, sexy priest, sexy priest,” Faust

“If you listened to my body what would it sound like? I’ll give you a hint: wowowowowowo,” Dazai

“Would you French me?”

“No,” Arthur / Theo

“I love myself but I don’t like the way I am,” le Comte

“Maybe she’s born with it, maybe it’s clinical depression,” All of them tbh

“Thank you for flying Christian airlines, in the event of an emergency, suck on a caprisun and know that this is God’s plan,” Jean

“All my jokes are cries for help,” Arthur

“There’s no point looking back, there’s also no point looking forward that's why I close my eyes when I skateboard,” Leonardo

“If you’re gonna run away from yourself, do it on the treadmill,” Napoleon

“Honey, sale rack- ugh,” le Comte

“I have a ‘friend’ who lost his virginity using Gatorade as lube in a parking lot,” Dazai

“I can’t be this and argue for a case of ‘I turned out fine’. I’m not fine,” Arthur

“I think the only way we can fix this is through intercourse,” Arthur

“(I’ve got) four working limbs, five if I’m horny,” Theo

“I’m not gonna punch you in the face I’m just not gonna go out of my way to make you feel good,” Theo to Arthur

“I make loneliness work for me,” Isaac

“It’s so exhausting kind of like having to confront everybody’s deficiencies day to day, so I’d like it for everybody to rise up a little bit so I didn’t have to be so tired,” Sebastian

“If you’re feeling bisexual, come fuck me,” Leonardo

“Do fish have boobs?”, Dazai

“All these tattoos that scream ‘My religious upbringing affected me’ and then just this nice cat,” Jean

“And I’m hopelessly devoted to glue, sniff sniff,” Dazai

[dreamescapeswriting]

Labor Pains ~ JHS [Request]

WORD COUNT: 1.4K

PAIRING: Hoseok x Fem!Reader

GENRE: Pregnancy AU, fluffy with a little angst

The lights backstage were making you sweat as you waddled your way through the crowds of stage workers and managers trying to find Hoseok, tonight was their last show on tour and you didn't want to miss a single second of it. 

"Are you sure it's safe for you to be back here?" Jimin questioned as he held onto your arm, he'd been escorting you around the backstage area in the hunt for your husband. 

"Yeah, I'm not due for another three weeks, I'll be fine," You mumbled as you continued to walk with him, running your hand over your large bump as you made your way over to the side of the stage. Hoseok was standing talking with Jin and Yoongi about something so you leant against a speaker box, trying to catch your breath. Pregnancy was one of the most wonderful things you were getting to experience but also one of the most inconvenient things. You were running out of breath more, it was harder to walk around because of your size, not to mention all of your clothes no longer fitting you but it was all going to be worth it. To see your beautiful smiling child in your arms that you'd created with Hoseok, all of the pain and discomfort was all going to be worth it in the end. 

"Babe?" You looked up at Hoseok and smiled brightly, ignoring a pain that was running up and down your back as you wanted to show your support for the last show despite being told to stay at home. The Braxton hicks you'd been experiencing lately were getting worse as time went on but you ignored them, showing your love for Hoseok. 

"You should be at home resting," He hated the thought of you being out here while he was on stage but you would be fine. There were plenty of places to sit and watch him perform or you could go and sit in the changing rooms it was no big deal to you but to Hoseok it was a huge deal. His pregnant wife almost ready to give birth in a hot backstage area with too many hazards, he didn't want to risk it. 

"I don't-"

"Places!" Their stage manager screamed cutting him off before he could even begin speaking, he looked over your shoulder at one of the workers and smiled waving them over. 

"Can you take Y/n to the changing rooms, make sure the TV is on so she has something to do?" You stared at Hoseok sighing at the thought of not getting to see him do his last stage but he kissed your forehead. Leaving before he would get screamed at by his manager or by you now that you were unimpressed with him leaving you behind and with being carted off to a back room somewhere. You turned to look at the woman he'd left you with and smiled as you realized it was JJ someone you'd gotten close with over the tears of dating and marrying Hoseok.

"I'll take you to the room," You nodded following her towards the backroom when you felt a popping sensation before wetness ran down your leg. JJ frowned feeling something hit the back of her legs and she turned to look at you,

"O-Oh no," You gripping onto JJ as you tried not to scream out in pain and she frowned looking down at the floor to see some water leaking through your sweats. 

"Are you-" You nodded before letting out a loud groan as a contraction ripped through your body. Sending a pain up and down your back as you whimpered, panicked washed over JJ as she began barking out orders for people to get out of her way. Walking you in the direction of the changing rooms.

Taking deep breaths in and out you stared at JJ who had you laying on the shower floor in the bathroom, sweating dripping down your head as you tried to stop the pain.

"They're trying to get Hoseok off the stage but the earpiece isn't working," She told you as the door to the bathrooms opened to reveal an assistant carrying towels and blankets, 

"He's coming now, they waved him off the side of the stage." You whimpered rolling your head back against the floor as another contraction hit you. 

"Oh my god!" You groaned out, holding onto the bump as you screwed your eyes shut wanting nothing more than to be at the hospital. 

"You need to breathe through them," JJ reminded you as she held onto your hand, rubbing your forehead with a towel to remove the sweat as you shook your head. 

"It hurts, I just wanna go to the hospital," You panted as she smiled weakly at you, watching you as she waited anxiously for Hoseok to show up.

The door burst open and Hoseok stood there staring at you as you laid on the floor. Your legs were up with a blanket covering everything while JJ stared at him, 

"She's almost ready, there isn't time to get her to a hospital," She told him as you screamed out in pain when another contraction hit you. It was like having someone run a xylophone beater up and down your spine while kicking you in the uterus all at the same time. 

"I need to get to a hospital, I-I am not giving birth on a concert bathroom floor!" You snapped looking at Hoseok who was now kneeling beside you, holding your hand while JJ went to take another look, shaking her head at Hoseok. 

"Baby, you can't. We need to deliver here or there could be problems," Hoseok tried to tell you but you whined out shaking your head as tears rolled down your face, 

"I will run to the hospital if I have to!" You yelled at Hoseok but he shook his head at you, 

"We can't baby, it'll be fine here-"

"You pee out a watermelon and tell me you wouldn't run to a hospital that would be able to make this hurt less!" You screamed out, gripping onto his hand tighter as you felt your final contraction hitting you, you began sobbing while shaking your head. 

"I can't do this," You mumbled rolling your head back against the floor, mumbling out swear words as you tried to calm yourself down.

"You need to push for us Y/n, okay?" You stared up at the medic that was on-site and shook your head, your body felt weak but Hoseok helped crunch you up. 

"You can do this baby, squeeze my hand." He whispered, kissing your temple as he got you ready mentally to start pushing. 

"Push, in 3...2...1." The medic told you as she lifted up the blanket to check what was happening. 

"Arghhhh!" You screamed out, squeezing your eyes shut as you pushed as hard as you could. 

"No, N-No, I can't." You panted as you continued to push, the medic giving you encouraging words as you drowned her out. Not wanting to listen to anything she was saying,

"This is a concert bathroom, I can't do this, I need a hospital, I-I need a hospital," You cried out, laying back down on the pillows and blankets as you felt your body giving up on you. Shaking your head rapidly as you felt pain radiating through your body.

"No, no, I can't do this," You whispered as Hoseok told you that you could, trying to give you words of encouragement as much as he could. 

"It's too much pain, I can't Hobi," You whispered as he looked at you, kissing your hand as he lifted it up to his lips. 

"Babies are born and it hurts but everything is going to be okay, you're going to look at our little girl and you are going to forget all of this," He reminded you as he kissed your lips, you nodded weakly. Sitting back up as you began pushing harder as you screamed out in pain.

"I'm going back on the pill! We're never doing this again!" You told him as you kept pushing shaking heavily, 

"We're not having another oneeee!" You screamed out until you heard the crying of a baby girl, 

"Here she is," The medic said, wrapping your baby girl up in blankets before passing her to you and Hoseok as you laid back against the pillows, panting as you looked at her. The pain melting away instantaneously as soon as you laid eyes on her.

After being checked out at the hospital and given the all-clear you and Hoseok got to go home with your bundle of joy. Taking her to her own room where you and Hoseok stayed for the night, sleeping beside her crib for the first night. 

Tagline: @lyoongx @mitzwinchester @rjsmochii @taestannie @kneel-begyourpardon @innersooya @sw33tnight @sweeneyblue1 @jin-from-the-block @acciocriativity @that-anxious-bisexual @mwitsmejk

[imagineaworlds]

I Had a Dream (Part Six) -- BAU Team

“Broken and Used”

Written By: @desperately-bisexual

Request: None.

Warnings: Sir kink, Dom/sub relationship, Mistress kink, Master kink, dirty talk, bondage, BDSM, degradation, edging, fingering, oral (fem receiving), penetrative sex (using a condom), ball gag. The reader does go by they/them pronouns, however, the team refers to them as female when saying “good girl”.

Pairing: BAU team x Nonbinary!Reader (fem anatomy), Aaron Hotchner x Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau x Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau x Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan x Penelope Garcia

Word Count: 2203

“Look at me,” Reid demanded. My gaze immediately snapped to him. I watched as he stepped back towards the bed, then quickly stuck a single finger inside of me. “Who’s going to fuck you first?”

“I don’t… I don’t care…” I responded breathlessly, waiting for him to move his finger. I couldn’t focus on giving him a real answer when he was torturing me like this. The promise he made that no one would fuck me until I was broken had truly become my reality.

Reid curled his finger into my g-spot. “Choose.”

“You, Mister S. Please.”

His fingers slid out of me, and within an instant, he was kneeling between my thighs, unbuckling his belt as eagerly as he could. I readied myself for what was to come. Spotting Morgan and Garcia on the couch, he was busy cleaning her up, but I could tell that he was eager to approach the bed and tap in whenever Reid would be done with me. Hotch’s dream was about Morgan fucking me while they all pinned me— something I was sure was in my future. Until then, Reid’s turn had arrived. Since Rossi had taken a step back, leaving Reid to do whatever he wanted without a “teacher” hovering, Reid’s entire demeanor changed. He wasn’t obedient to anyone anymore.

 Hotch handed Reid a condom. As Reid’s erection sprang free, I tugged at the ropes holding my hands back since a sudden urge to scratch my fingers down his back ran through me. Not being able to touch him made it worse, though. Reid smirked at my struggle. “You’re not going to stop this,” he growled in my ear. I whimpered. “Just… take it…” He slid his length into me as roughly as he possibly could. “Fuck—” he groaned as he bottomed out inside of me. “So fucking tight for my cock.”

“Mister—”

“Shut up,” he demanded, his hand wrapping around my neck. As he sat up straight, his hips snapped back until he was almost entirely out of me, his tip barely pressed against my lips. The loss made me whine. Reid rolled his hips in response to my eagerness that he wouldn’t give into.

“Taste them,” Emily whispered to JJ. I looked over to catch a glimpse of the brunette grabbing a fistful of the blonde’s hair, then forcing her to bend down until her breath was hovering over my clit. “Tongue out.”

JJ flattened her tongue and stuck it out. The second it made contact with my clit, I jolted, and Reid thrusted into me as far as he could without hitting JJ. I clenched around his cock. JJ wasn’t entirely sure about what to do. I could tell that she was trying to take tips from what Emily did to her, but it was easier said than done. Thankfully, Emily noticed, too, so she started guiding JJ with her grip fist around her hair. When JJ’s tongue flicked suddenly on my sensitive clit, I moaned and pulled at the restraints again.

“Shhh, princess,” Hotch cooed in my ear. I hadn’t even realized that he had knelt down next to the bed. “Just take his cock like a good girl.”

I threw my head back as JJ and Reid worked in tandem to please me. When Morgan came over to the bed with Garcia, that was when I realized just how quickly things were speeding up. Garcia’s fascination with my breasts returned, only this time I was incredibly sore since Emily pulled off the clamps, which meant that the second Garcia and Morgan both used a single hand to pinch one of my nipples each, I cried out.

“Gag them,” Rossi ordered from the couch.

“You wanna choose one for us, baby girl?” Morgan asked Garcia. She nodded. “Okay. Go.”

The gags were all stored away nearly in one of the drawers in the wardrobe. Hotch and I had just about every kind we could get our hands on. Rubber ball gags, plastic ball gags, O-gags, ties, bits, everything. Garcia pulled the drawer open, then hovered her fingers over all of the different options as she contemplated which one would suit me and their plans best. Finally, as Reid distracted me with a rough thrust followed by him squeezing palm around my neck, Garcia chose a purple rubber ball gag that had practically caught her attention from the get-go, it seemed. When I tried to moan, Reid tightened his grip.

He leaned over JJ so that she could keep lapping her tongue against my clit. Then, while staring into my eyes, he whispered, “You can’t help but be broken and used, huh?” I nodded, biting my lip to hold back every sound of pleasure that was building in my chest. “Is JJ going to make you cum on my cock?”

I literally didn’t know if I could cum again, despite the fact that my body felt worked up for another one. I was so weak. I had started off strong, tugging at the restraints again and again, but now I could hardly do anything but let them use me. And I liked knowing that. It turned me on to think that they could do anything they wanted to me for their pleasure, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Reid liked it, too. He saw the pain in my eyes, and he smirked. The broken look in my eyes was enough to encourage his thrusts. He was already close, I could tell. He was panting harder while trying to maintain this facade of alpha male— something he didn’t regularly let anyone see. With JJ still flicking my clit, my walls kept tightening around Reid, practically motivating Reid to cum faster.

Even though he was wearing a condom, he still moaned into my ear, “You want me to cum in you?”

If my breeding kink hadn’t been clear enough before, I think the whole room finally understood once I nodded and melted again in response to his words. That one line— out of everything else anyone had said to me thus far— nearly forced me to cum again. In fact, if they hadn’t forced so many orgasms out of me before, I probably would have cum. I wanted to cum. My mind was begging to let me feel that euphoria, but my body was trapped. And that knowledge sent Reid over the edge.

As Reid came, Emily pulled JJ out of the way quickly so that his hips could snap all the way into me, and so that he could hold onto my neck for support as his thrusts became sloppy. I felt him twitch and spill into the condom. His orgasm peaked, making him groan gruffly in my ear, driving into me one last time and resting there for a moment as he came down from his high. And then he slumped slightly.

“Fuck…” He let go of my neck and kissed where his thumb had surely left a bruise.

When he pulled out of me, I whined at the loss. I hadn’t realized just how hard he was fucking me until he was gone, leaving me to clench desperately around nothing. Emily immediately moved JJ back against my sore pussy.

“Clean them up,” she demanded. JJ stuck out her tongue again, this time moving into a better position now that Reid was out of the way. After he got off the bed and pulled up his pants, Emily gestured to him, “Hold her.” Reid did as he was told, replacing Emily’s hold on the back of JJ’s head to make sure she stayed pressed against me. “Try edging them,” she said to JJ. While Reid held JJ who was moving to experiment by pressing her tongue against my entrance, Emily walked over to grab one of the strap ons that she liked because it could be filled with the fake cum, which we both liked.

“Like this…” Reid brought my attention back to him and JJ as he ever so gently brushed the pad of his middle finger over the very tip of my sensitive clit. I felt that more than anything. The numbness I felt from the overstimulation washed away with that one touch. It was so shocking and stimulating, that I bucked harder than ever before, crying out for them to stop. Reid chuckled. “See.”

Suddenly, Hotch leaned down to pull the rope against my hips tight to make sure I had no more wiggle room at all. “Stop thrashing,” he said to me.

“I can’t—” I was stopped short when JJ tested Reid’s method, lightly dragging her tongue up from my dripping hole to my clit. Her warm tongue barely passed over it. When I tried to fight against the restraints this time, I found that my hips wouldn’t move an inch. “I can’t,” I admitted this time with more defeat.

“Do you want us to stop touching you altogether?” Morgan asked threateningly.

I shook my head while sending him pleading eyes. “No, Daddy.”

“Then, stop complaining.”

Garcia smirked from beside him as she turned the ball gag in her hand. Now that no one was in her way, she could step forward. Morgan was with her the whole time, his hand resting against her lower back, both of them leaning over the bed so that he could watch as I opened my mouth and she carefully slid the gag in. When I was biting down on the rubber ball, Morgan showed her how to tighten the straps under my hair. Hotch lifted my head so that they could see what they were doing.

When I was completely gagged, the leather straps digging into my cheeks, I felt JJ and Reid both flick a single finger over my clit simultaneously. I jolted. Reid smacked my thigh as punishment, but also just because he could. And since Emily was finally ready, she had JJ move out of the way. Reid pulled her up by her ponytail, then immediately grabbed her face and made her kiss him so that he could taste me on her tongue. They moaned into each other’s mouths.

“Couch,” he mumbled against her lips. They stumbled around with him pushing her backwards until they hit the couch, which was out of my view now that Emily was standing in front of my right ankle.

My eyes met hers. Since I couldn’t talk anymore, I tried to send her a look that begged for mercy since I knew just how cruel she could be if she wanted to. Like Reid, all she did was smirk. To my surprise, she started undoing the rope on my right ankle. Hotch seemed to catch the hint, because the next thing I knew, he was walking over to undo my left ankle. Though my legs had been freed from the tight restraints, neither Hotch nor Emily let me snap my legs shut. That wasn’t because they wanted to continue torturing me— though that was certainly one reason— but because it would’ve done more damage than good if I had immediately moved my legs around after being immobilized like that. So, they held me still until I was calm and they knew I wouldn’t snap. Their hands gently left my ankles. When I didn’t close my legs to prevent them from seeing or touching me, I saw them smile and both of them quietly complimented me.

“Princes...” Emily cooed teasingly as she crawled onto the bed, the stiff strap on flailing around in front of her. “You want to cum so bad, don’t you? I mean, really cum… No more of those horrible edges and ruins.” I nodded and closed my eyes to ignore the tear running down my cheek. She snickered. “I know, baby…” She kissed away the tears. “If you take my cock, and you don’t move, I’ll think about making you cum for me as I cum in you…” I moaned thankfully. “But if you move at all, I’ll edge you again; and I know you’re still sensitive,” she reached between us to press three fingers against my clit, “so it’ll just hurt to edge you again.” I cocked a brow when she suddenly pressed forward, our chests touching, and she moaned into my ear. “Fuck—” I tried glancing over her shoulder. All I could see around her hair was Hotch towering behind her. And then my suspicions were confirmed when I heard, “Sir…” Her moan sounded just as pathetic as mine had been when Reid entered me. I suddenly understood. When she sat up, I saw the way her back pressed against his clothed chest, and their hips started to move in tandem in order to please one another. She reached up and behind her to run her fingers through his hair.

“Fuck them,” he whispered to her.

Her hands turned into fists, tugging at the strands of his long, brown hair. I saw him pull out of her slightly so that she could focus on leaning over me again slightly so that she could line up her tip with my entrance. “Don’t move, princess.”

I nodded and tried to respond with, “Yes, Mistress,” but the gag muffled it too much for anyone to understand.

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criminal minds family: @gorgeousdarkangel @peggy1999 @alex--awesome--22 @oceaneblu @brithedemonspawn @absolutemarveltrash @bshelley322​ @rousethemouse​

[marauder-exe]

Intimidation- Spencer Reid x Reader

Request: hey could you make a spencer reid x reader where the reader is new to the BAU and she has more PHDs than reid. which makes him super intimidated and insecure (bc he also finds her very pretty) Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: doing a few cm fics tonight, so send in your requests!

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You took in a deep breath as you stood outside of the BAU. Now that you were stood here, it was a lot more intimidating. You had worked your entire life to get here. From the age of 10, you knew this is what you wanted to do, and it was finally here. 4 PHD’s 4 BA’s, and 26 years of life, you had finally made it. The boss, Hotchner, had given you a rundown of your new coworkers: There is Emily, a fierce bisexual woman, who can speak multiple languages, and will probably become your best friend. Jennifer, most call her JJ, also nicknamed the Pennsylvania petite, had 2 wonderful boys, and is easy to get along with. Derek Morgan, ‘The muscle with a heart of gold and a charming smile’ as hes been dubbed, and you'd been told you should watch out for his flirting, with both you and Penelope, which made you giggle. Penelope Garcia, Tech extraodinaire and queen of nicknames, he said she is very sweet and gets along with everyone, you couldn't wait to meet her. And the one agent you where most intrigued to meet: Dr. Spencer Reid, a fellow doctor, professional rambler and coffee addict, you couldn't wait to meet him honestly. Here goes nothing. You pushed open the doors to Quantico gently. Showing the guard your new BAU badge, he told you how to get up to your floor and you headed on your way.

You opened the doors to the bullpen, and quietly headed over to Hotchners office. The team stared quizzically at the strange woman making her way to Hotchs office. They all gave each other a look. “Who dat?” Emily questioned, coming over to the team with her and Reid's coffee. “Not a clue” Morgan said, raising an eyebrow. “New agent, by the name of (Y/N) (Y/L/N)” JJ came out of her office, talking to the team. “I think Spence will really like her” She giggled. Reid raised his eyebrows in confusion towards JJ, but she just giggled and walked away. “Id love to know what thats about” Morgan furrowed his brows. “Yeah me too” Spencer mumbled.

“I'm so glad to be here Sir!” You thanked your boss, shaking his hand. “We’re glad to have you. Would you like me to introduce you?” He asked as you nodded. He escorted you out of his office and into the bullpen were the team sat.You looked around at each of them, immediately knowing who was who by their descriptions. Spencer stared at you. He thought you where perhaps the prettiest woman he had ever seen. “Everybody, This is Agent (Y/L/N), shes your newest team member, and perhaps our newest genius” He smiled, as Reid looked up at you. “She can speak 5 languages, has 4 PhD’s, 4 Ba’s and is only 26!” He gestured toward you. The entire team looked at you in shock. “A new resident genius huh?” You and the team turned to the source of the voice, immediately noting that it was Penelope Garcia. You gave a small wave as she walked over. “Our boy genius finally has some girl genius competition” She smiled as a blush coated Spencer's cheeks. You smiled towards her. “Hello, everybody” You gave a sweet smile that made Reid's heart melt. He hadn't spoken a word to you and you already had this affect on him. But he also felt something else He felt really intimidated. He was usually the smartest person in any room. But this girl had a PhD and a Ba more than him.

Hotch left after he had introduced you, and you made your way to the coffee machine, where you saw Reid already making another coffee. “I suppose Hotchner was right about you being a coffee addict” You giggled. He stared towards you. You were undeniably beautiful. Your shiny (Y/H/C) , your bright eyes and your beautiful smile. He smiled as he admired you. “Anyway, gotta get back to work!” You smiled and walked back over to your desk, a blush dusting your cheeks. Morgan walked up to the coffee machine and looked at Spencer's blushing face. “Your babies will be smart and beautiful” He said in a dreamy voice.Spencer snapped from his daze and gave him a quizzical look. “What?” He looked towards his friend. “Oh come on Boy Wonder, its clear you've got the hots for Girl Wonder over there. Reid stuttered and blushed, trying to deny Morgans accusations, but he knew they where true. Morgan laughed at him and clapped a hand on his back. Spencer was left staring towards your desk.

“We have a case” Hotch came through the bullpen, alerting the team. He had explained the ins and outs of the case. You piped in with a fact about the case, but you saw Spencer shrink down into his seat after you said that. After the briefing was over, everyone headed to the Jet. You where in awe of the fact they had an actual private jet. You looked around, everyone already seemed to be engrossed in whatever they where doing. You spotted a free seat next to Spencer, so you sat down. He seemed to be reading a book very fast. He seemed to shy away from you. “Hey, Genius Boy” He looked towards you, putting his book down. “I'm not trying to take your place as resident genius” You gave a small smile as he thanked you. “I know your the OG genius anyway” He furrowed his brows, obviously not knowing what you meant. “Original” You corrected. “Oh right” He nodded. He took sight of your eye bags, he noted you probably had a sleepless night, preparing for your first day. “I- I can move if you need a nap before we get there” He fiddled with his tie. “Do I really look that bad?” You giggled and watched him stutter, trying to explain himself. “I'm kidding, Spence, its totally fine” He blushed at the name. “I have trouble sleeping on a good day” You explained. “Yaknow, some sleep experts have said that sleeping with someone around, and or cuddling with them, actually improves sleep.” You stared at him in admiration as he rambled on. “I personally don't believe in sleep studies, or dream studies for that matter, but it could help” He stared at his lap as you giggled. “Are you asking me to sleep with you Spencer Reid?” You joked as he stuttered. “We could… try that, if your okay with it of course” You looked up at him through your lashes, seeing him smile. He usually doesn't like contact, especially with people he had just met, but you where different. “Yeah. I'm good with that” He smiled as he reclined into a lying position on the sofa, opening his arms for you to lay down. You happily accepted as you clambered on the small couch. You had around 5 hours till the flight landed, so a little nap wouldn't hurt. You turned and out your head on Spencer's chest, his arms wrapping around you. It was surprisingly comfy, despite his pipe cleaner like stature. Soon you where drifting off to sleep. Around 10 minutes later, JJ was going to make some coffee, then she spotted the both of you cuddled up on the couch. She smiled sweetly, bumping Morgans elbow, and nodding her head toward you two. “Damn Pretty Boys got gameeeee” Derek laughed. Everybody looked toward you two on the couch. “Shut. Up.” Reid grumbled. You can bet Emily snapped a picture before they landed.

[reidgraygubler]

Could you write some headcanons about Spencer and his bisexual gf going to Pride together I’m deeply closeted and I’d appreciate it a lot—❤️ I understand if you don’t write for female readers btw

omg yes i love this! mostly bc i too am a closeted bisexual girl! bear with me because i’ve never written hcs before! but here’s what I came up with! i added reader coming out as bi to spencer! i’ve also only even been to one pride festival and it was the VERY last day, almost the last few hours...

Spencer going to pride for the first time w/ his bi girlfriend:

You and Spencer had been in a relationship for a little over a year now. It was like a match made in heaven.

After the first few months of dating and getting comfortable with each other, you decided to tell Spencer that you were bisexual

Of course, you were very worried and scared about his reaction. 

Would he be mad that you kept something from him? Would he be hurt? Would he leave you? You were worried about all the stigmas of being bisexual in a “straight” relationship. 

You didn’t want to lose Spencer about this. Being bisexual was apart of who you were and you didn’t want to change who you were for someone.

So, you went and got coffee when you told him. 

The two of you went to his favorite cafe. 

It was silent for the first few moments, taking in the way Spencer watched you and looked at you.

Part of you was worried that he was compiling a profile on you and why were acting a little… off.

“What’s going on? You’re really quiet,” he asked, watching as you lowered your coffee back to the tabletop.

You swallowed roughly as you tried to avoid his gaze. 

“Yeah, everything is okay.” You half lied, even though something wasn’t okay.

The look on Spencer’s face worried you a little bit, but you brushed it off and shook your head. 

“Actually, I have to tell you something, Spence,” You spoke, shifting slightly in your seat.

Spencer sat closer to the edge of his seat and folded his hands on the table in front of him. It was clear he was worried about what you needed to tell him.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about how I wanted to tell you this.” 

The two of you had a fair share of emotions go through your heads.

Spencer was worried you were about to break up with him, or he was thinking you were pregnant. So it was fair that he was worried. 

“I’m… Basically, I’m bisexual.” 

The words fell from your lips so easily and smoothly. You weren’t sure if you actually said the words.

It felt like a weight was off your shoulders. Your body relaxed slightly once your confession/secret was out to him. 

You were actually out to someone who wasn’t your best friend. And it felt so, so good. 

But then the realization of it hit you and you looked back at Spencer. He was looking at you with furrowed eyebrows. 

“Thank you for telling me… And for trusting me with something like this.”

He reached out and grasped your hand. 

“It doesn’t change the way I think about you. You’re still the person I care deeply about,” 

“You’re not mad… You’re not going to leave me or anything? You don’t think I’m going to leave you for JJ or Emily?” 

You blabbed, your words kinda slipping from your mouth because of how anxious you were getting. 

Spencer laughed. But you weren’t hurt by his laughter, you were relieved in a weird way. 

“No, I’m not mad. I’m not going to leave you… And, I trust you enough to know you won’t leave me for JJ or Emily… Considering JJ is married.” 

The relief you felt was exponential. He trusted you.

A few months later, and it was mid-June. Pride Month

You’d always wanted to go to a pride festival and/or a pride parade. You’ve never gone because you didn’t want to go alone.

You’d mentioned it to Spencer once or twice that you wanted to go to the DC festival, that it’d be a lot of fun, and you wanted him to go with.

He wasn’t sure if it was possible, due to work commitments.

That was until one morning, Spencer appeared at your door with a small gift bag and a smile pasted on his lips. 

You weren’t sure what he was going on when you invited him into your home.

“I got you something,” he smiled as he handed over the bag. 

You raised your eyebrows before pulling the tissue paper out of the bag and pulling out an object. 

Spencer looked at you with a playful smile as you unwrapped the gift. 

It was a bisexual pride 

Your heart filled with so much happiness as you looked between the gift and Spencer. Tears filled your eyes from how much emotion you felt.

“I also heard the pride festival started yesterday…” He smiled as you pulled the plastic wrapping off the flag. 

You looked at him with wide eyes and a wide smile. 

You pushed the flag to the side before throwing your arms around Spencer’s neck and pressing your lips to his cheek.

“We can go if you want to. I know you’ve wanted to go to one for a while now,” 

“Of course I want to go!” You exclaimed as you looked at him.

And just like that, you two set to get ready to go to the festival. 

You changed into a pair of shorts with fishnets and a pink crop top.

You also managed to attach the bisexual pride flag as some sort of cape over your shoulders

Spencer was content in what he was wearing (which was his usually wear. Black slacks, a button-up, and his signature cardigan)

Spencer drove and he could tell you were buzzing with excitement.

When you actually got to the festival yourself, you felt so welcomed by everyone there

Even Spencer felt the same way!

Hand in hand, you two walked around the festival, taking in everything and everyone. 

People complimented your outfit and flag.

People even hit on Spencer (which you honestly found mildly humorous, because it totally went over his head.) 

Some places of the festival held some LGBT+ artists (both singing and art)

Spencer was interested in a lot of the books and art in the “artist alley” whereas you were interested in the “Concert” and food truck alley

One vendor stopped you two and offered Spencer a makeover.

At first, he was a little apprehensive. He wasn’t one to wear makeup or glitter or anything “feminine” 

Sure you’d convinced him to wear nail polish once or twice, but it didn’t last too long.

He eventually caved and got the makeover.

He looked great.

The vendor put rainbow highlighter and glitter on his cheekbones and a dark berry lipstick on his lips. 

His eyeshadow (and liner) was flawless. You were definitely jealous of the purple, blue, and magenta shadow and perfect cat eyeliner. 

He got even more compliments from fellow LGBT+ members. 

When you guys eventually made it home, you were still excited but equally exhausted. And Spencer could tell. 

“I had a lot of fun today, Spence,” you looked at your boyfriend as you sat beside him on the couch.

He wrapped his arm around you and looked down at you. 

“It was a great idea. I’m happy I could go to your first pride,” he whispered before pecking your forehead. 

“The parade is in a few days… Would you want to go?”

“We’ll see,”

[loudsuitlover]

Doctor Harry XIX. Cuarto movimiento: La realidad

A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Preview

“You take off your clothes.” He whispers. “If you’re brave enough to wear that around me, you should be brave enough to undress yourself in front of me.” He smirks.

My eyebrows raise on my forehead and I give him a little smirk. He chuckles.

“D’you want a show?”

He grins as he nods, resting his back on the couch.

“And what do I get in return?”

“Oh, you’ll find out after the show.”

BLUE’S POV

Coco and I are late. When we enter the café, I tell the waitress Olivia’s name and she leads us to our table. The three of them are already sitting on the table and Ollie smiles relieved at our presence. She might be really hungry or maybe she just doesn’t know what to do about Marie and Jason.

They had a fight the other day. Apparently, it had to do with David Dick. Marie said something bad about it, also known as the truth, but Jason said she shouldn’t be talking about him to people who didn’t even known them. I have stayed out of this. No one has asked for my opinion either, thank God, so I’m just on backstage, waiting for them to make up.

The second Coco and I sit down, Ollie waves the waitress. She tells us we can think what we want while they order but I already know what I want anyway. A strawberry milkshake and the Nutella croissant. Coco orders a waffle and a vanilla milkshake and Marie gets surprised at our quickness. I just smile at her.

I tell them about the wedding while we eat and they keep swooning and making comments that make me blush. I show them the hundreds of pictures we got, for his mum and his cousin Laura had been stealing shots at us and also the photographer of the wedding thought it important to get pictures of the bride’s brother.

“Jesus Christ, he looked good.” Ollie says.

I laugh and she gives me a naughty smile.

“So do you, of course.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“No, seriously, Blue” Coco insists “you looked like a movie star.”

I don’t know how many times Coco’s seen the photos but she’s always been the supportive sister and ever since she’s in love, it’s just been something else. She’s so happy she has enough bliss to give the rest of us.

“Can you believe” Ollie says when she comes back from the loo “that I’ve forgotten to put on knickers?”

“What do you mean you’ve forgotten?” Coco laughs.

“I’m just not wearing any.” She shrugs.

“And you realize now?”

“When I went to the loo.”

Marie shakes her head with a smile and I chuckle at my friend’s careless being.

“Yeah and she would have been terribly late if I hadn’t called her.” Marie says. “It looks like she had a busy night with Mario.”

Olivia smiles.

“Right, because Adam and you were surely asleep at 9 pm.”

Jason laughs out loud.

“So Indie, what time did you go to bed last night?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“Actually, pretty early. I think it was like 10 pm and I slept alone. In my own bed.”

“Oh, did Harry have work?”

“No” I chuckle “he was home, I guess. We don’t spend every minute together, you know?”

JJ shrugs.

“If I were with a man who could pull off a white fucking suit like Harry, I know I would be with him every minute.”

Then it’s me who shakes my head and laughs.

We haven’t been out all together since last week when we went shopping and even then, Jason wasn’t there so it feels like ages that we don’t just chat around and have something sweet together.

Marie tells us about her grandparent’s golden wedding too and we all drool over the pictures because they look so adorable.

“¡Madre mía, Marie!” My sister says. “You look so good too! Look at that red dress! Where was the red carpet, madam?”

Marie blushes and giggles and Jason smiles tenderly at my sister. I see the way Olivia’s looking at her, with her teasing smile, and I know Coco’s in for some Olivia jokes.

“Guido must be good.”

Coco’s confused eyes drift to Olivia’s.

“Or have a huge dick.”

My sister clicks her tongue and shakes her head giving our crazy friend a look but she just smiles.

“If it has anything to do with genetics” she starts “that should be the case.”

We all laugh and my sister’s cheeks tinge pink.

“Oh my God, it is!” Jason celebrates.

He seems so happy. He’s been laughing and joking around and even though sometimes he still gets a little into his own head, I reckon he’s gotta have to deal with a lot of thinking these next months. I remember when Javier and I broke up, it was like that for me too. Yet that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

I wish him and Marie would make up. They are good for one another. They complement each other like sweet and sour and I know Marie’s sorry. I can tell by the way she looks at him.

After breakfast, the five of us go shopping. I’m not a big fan of shopping, to be honest, I get headaches and hate trying clothes on but these guys love it so that’s what we’ll do. Coco and Ollie are a very dangerous duo. If it wasn’t for the rest of us, they’d be in debt by now.

They make Jason walk into Agent Provocateur even though he tries to remind us that he’s actually bisexual and can’t really give his opinion on this without getting killed.

“You can keep saying you’re bisexual, you know? But you’re gay, pal.” Olivia says.

“Again, the fact that I am not sexually attracted to you does not make me gay.” Jason smirks.

“No, I know, it’s the fact that you always look at guys.”

“I look at girls too. I just don’t tell you about it.”  

“And who exactly would kill you?” I tease him, changing Olivia’s crusade on making him gay. “Mario and Adam are teddy bears, Guido’s shorter than you and Harry’s not jealous.”

He laughs.

“D’you think Harry wouldn’t mind if I saw you in lingerie?”

“I don’t think so, no.”

Jason smirks. I know it might be hard for him to understand but he is a jealous guy. He knows that, we all do. But Harry isn’t or if he is he handles it like a master and I think that’s the most beautiful thing he could do for me. I never understood why my friends in high school thought when their boyfriends acted like cavemen was something to be happy about. I mean I never really understood that well-trodden thought “he’s jealous because he loves me.” No. “He deals with his own jealousy and lets me be free because he loves me.” That’s how I see it.

“Should we get the same set?” Ollie asks Coco. “You know, in order to surprise the Matteoti brothers.”

My sister blushes and giggles and Olivia grins.

“I hope to God they don’t talk about that to each other.”

Olivia giggles.

“I used to think every man did but I actually think Mario doesn’t.”

“And you’re offended by that?” I offer.

Jason walks towards us swaying his hips like Beyoncé placing a bra over his sweater and the knickers over his jeans and Coco laughs and rushes to his side to stop him. The two of them go to the “funny section” where the crazy lingerie sets are.

I see my sister laughing at whatever it is that crazy Jason is telling her about the outfits.

“No, I just don’t know how he’s still with me.” Ollie says.

I frown as I turn to look at her.

“Hey, guys, do you like these ones?” Marie shows us a red lace crazy knickers with holes where fabric should be.

“I have no idea how you put those on.” Ollie shrugs.

“What do you mean?” I interrupt her.

“I genuinely don’t know with these many holes, it’s-”

“No, I mean about Mario.”

“What about him?” Marie asks.

“She just said she doesn’t know why he’s still with her.”

“What?” Marie frowns.

We both look at Ollie, whose blue-grey eyes are busy with the underwear she’s holding.

“I just don’t know how someone that’s… such a saint can be with me.”

I look at Marie but she just shrugs and gives me her best pursed lips.

“I mean… You guys are very different but that doesn’t mean anything.”

“I like him.” Olivia confesses. “I really do, what I don’t like is to constantly feel like I’m waiting for the moment he realizes he doesn’t want to be with me.”

“Why do you say that?” Marie frowns. “I think it’s rather obvious that he’s crazy about you.”

“Yeah,” Ollie tilts her neck “now.”

“You are wonderful and it might not work out but that’s that. Every single relationship might not work out but that’s when you show you’re brave. If you get hurt, well, here we are for chocolate ice-cream or popcorn and movies.”

“Thank you,” she chuckles “but that’s not even what I meant. You guys know I’ve… Fucked around.”

“So?”

“Guys don’t like to thrust their dicks in a public hole.”

Her words freeze my blood. I hate that she thinks so low of herself and I hate society for putting that idea on her mind. I can’t pretend I understand her and I don’t know what I would think if I were her so as much as I want to tell her that’s silly, it might not be. I mean it certainly isn’t if it’s something she really thinks but also, I feel bad and I feel bad because I have been a part of that thought, unconsciously but I have.

I told Harry I didn’t want to be another notch on his belt. Isn’t that the same thing? Only, with men. But didn’t I somehow make him less worth it just because he had been with a lot of girls?

“Don’t you ever speak that way about yourself again.” Marie threatens her.

I am taken aback by her reaction but I let protective Marie take the lead her. I am foolishly speechless.

“I won’t even comment on how degrading and sexist the “public hole” thing is because what’s important here is that you are not a hole, Ollie, for goodness’ sake. Do you really think Mario sees you like that?”

“This is not about Mario.” Olivia defends him.

“Still, don’t insult him by thinking so little of him.”

“And don’t think so little of yourself either, Ollie.” I add. “Fighting sexism starts with oneself, don’t be sexist to yourself, let yourself be free, yeah? And just for the record, if Mario ever left you, it’s clearly his lost.”

“So clearly.” Marie adds.

Olivia just chuckles and wraps her arms around both our shoulders, pulling us into a hug in the middle of the underwear store.

I want to tell her to talk to Mario, to let him in and let him hear how she feels and what she thinks so he can have a chance at telling her the same things about himself but I couldn’t bring myself to be such a hypocrite. How could I tell my friends to talk to their boyfriends when I never do that with Harry?

I mean, we’re getting better or at least I think we are but there are still so many things to work on. I don’t want to hurt him and that means I don’t ever want to talk to him like I usually do. I’ve been thinking so hard about it, since that day he insulted me when we were having dinner at Bellamond. It sounded so terrible and it made me feel so little and unwanted and stupid so to think that’s how he’s felt every time I’ve done it makes me very angry with myself.

I’ve already seen how easy it really is to talk to him. I did at Marie’s house after I said those terrible things to him and he hasn’t made a big deal of it. So then I don’t understand why it is so hard for me to talk to him about what I think, how I feel and what I want… Because the truth is- I want him. He already knows that, I think, but I don’t think he knows how I really feel about him.

I would like to maybe text him right now and tell him I miss him, because it’s true, I do. I’ve barely seen him this week because he went on a congress from Monday to Wednesday and after that we’ve both been busy but I don’t know what’s holding me back. Am I really that scared of rejection?

I can’t get our fight on Marie’s house of my head. I think he let me know that night that he was addicted to me but he didn’t mean it like a good thing. He was sad that I was. I keep thinking lately… Did Javier really break that much?

What if that relationship has turned me into an abuser? I can’t believe I called Harry a junkie. I just… And then what? Then I cried so he would forgive me? I mean that’s what they do. Am I toxic to him?

I know ever since Dylan died I haven’t really been myself. I don’t even like the person that he left behind. I have felt… Empty and cold and heartless, I really have but… That has changed now. It has changed. But what if it has turned me into some sort of monster? What if I’m not capable of loving?

Out of all the people in the world who doesn’t deserve that, Harry’s the one who least deserves any of that.

“You can tell me.” Jason says.

We’re both sitting down on two velvety armchairs as the girls try things on. I give him a look.

“Whatever is troubling you, you can tell me.”

I sigh.

“Do you think I’m cold?” My eyes investigate his so he can’t lie.

“How do you mean?” His eyes narrow.

“I mean… Do you think… Do I remind you of David?”

“Of David?” He almost stands up from his chair as he frowns and turns to look at me. “You? Of course not! You’re nothing like David!”

“Well, you don’t know the way I treat Harry…”

Jason straightens his back before he sighs.

“Well, why don’t you tell me what you did so I can decide?”

“Because I’m embarrassed.” I shrug.

“You’re sorry, that’s what you are, which means you’re nothing like David.”

“What if I am? It’s not enough with being sorry, is it? The thing is never doing it again and I keep hurting him.”

“How?”

“I… I speak very harshly to him sometimes and I tell him terrible things… I… I don’t want to hurt him, you know? He’s become someone important to me, someone I care about. I would never hurt him and yet I keep doing just that and I don’t even know why.”

I look away from him and Jason sighs again.

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”

I tilt my neck to look back at him the moment he quotes The Perks of Being a Wallflower. He’s stern and understanding. I frown, I don’t know what the fuck does that have to do with anything of this but I listen because I love this guy more than I love most people.

“Indie” He reaches for my hand “is it possible that you do that when you feel like he’s getting too close?”

I look away. I don’t think it matters why I do it. I don’t think it would have hurt less that I had known the reason why Javier had me tied up on the bed. And what if the reason doesn’t have a solution? I mean what if the reason is my subconscious is trying to put him away from Dylan’s place? What do I do about that?  

“Indie, I can’t pretend I understand what it’s like to lose somebody you love as much as you loved Dylan-”

“I love Dylan.” I correct him.

“You love Dylan, sorry. But… Dylan… I mean… D’you think he would want you to be lonely?”

I don’t answer him nor do I look into his eyes that investigate me.

“Put on his shoes.” He whispers. “Imagine the story the other way, imagine you were him and he was yourself. What would you want for him?”

I let his words take me to that parallel world sometimes I wished it was the real one. If I had died that night, then Dylan would be here and if angels existed then I would be the one for him and I would look after him and protect him from whatever cloud angels get on the sky. But what if I saw him with another woman? What if I heard the same things he said to me said to her? What if he loved her more than he loved me? What would I be then?

I remember my therapist trying to sow that idea in my head- that we have to let go, that no person can live in the past forever, and that letting go doesn’t mean disrespecting. I wonder where’s the balance, I wonder if someday I’ll be able to find a way to feel good without feeling like I’ve forgotten all about him. But I know what I would want if I had been the one dead that night.

“I would want him to be loved.”

I feel tears on my lacrimal and Jason’s hand wraps around my arm and gently squeezes me.

“I know that’s what he would want to.” He whispers.

“I haven’t been able to go to his grave once.” I whisper. “I think if I could… Talk to him… Maybe let him now, I love him and I always will but… I think I love someone else.”

I hear Jason taking a deep breath and only then I realize what I just said. I tilt my neck so I can see his face. I don’t know what I’m expecting neither do I know why I’m expecting him to judge me. But he just smiles.

“I already knew that. Your face lightens up when he’s around or when someone talks about him. I saw that on Marie’s house the other weekend.”

I take a deep breath and give up. He’s right.

“Don’t worry, it’s the same for him. He treated you like a queen and was always looking after you and I think you guys understand each other pretty well.”

“We understand each other? We fight like cat and dog.”

“The way I see it, you’ve had your misunderstandings but you’ve always figured it out. D’you think any other person would have stick around long enough for you to figure each other out? And I’m not talking just about him, I mean, he’s got some issues too.” He frowns.

I finally chuckle. He does have some issues but they don’t come close to all the other good things he has.

“You know, I’m happy you got him. It makes it easier for me to finally do what I’ve always wanted.” He smiles.

“What is that?”

“The States.”

My mouth shuts. My lips pursed and I want to cry.

“The States? You’re leaving too?”

First Ollie and now him. No, no, no, there’s no way Marie and I are going to overcome this. They can’t leave; he can’t leave. I need him. My pulse accelerates. I never thought I was going to be losing my best friends so fast. He smirks and nods his head.

“I need it, Indie. I didn’t go because of David and he… He treated me like shit throughout the entire relationship and I didn’t lose you guys because you are fucking angels from another planet but I think I just need to go away for some time, figure myself out, do what I want for a change.”

I take a deep breath. I really need to stop being so selfish. I don’t even know how long for he’s planning on leaving but the least thing I can do as a decent friend is to support him not matter what. I’ll miss him, sure, but I won’t lose him just because he goes to another continent. He’d have to change his name and go to a secret location for me to lose him.

“If that’s what you want and what you think you need, I’m all in.” I smile. “I’m gonna fucking miss you but I’m happy that you’re doing your thing. I hope you know, even when you were with David, you never changed the person you really are and I think that says a lot about you. What happened to you was not your fault, it was his, and it could have happened to anyone. God knows we both know how they find the way to get into your mind. but you’ve always been more than what happened to you.”

He frowns despite his smile and I can tell that’s his way to try and hold back the tears. He wipes the ones that scape out before he holds my hand.

“I fucking love you.”

“I love you too.”

“And you call me dramatic but look at what speech you gave for three months that I’m leaving.”

“You’re leaving for three months?” I frown and he laughs. “Then why would you say it like that? I thought you were leaving for good.”

He laughs.

“And miss your wedding and your pregnancy with Harry’s babies? Never.”

“Hey, hop off the horse!” We both chuckle.

“Just be honest with him, Indie.” He tilts his neck. “You’ve got him here” he flexes his fingers to gesture a handful and taps a finger on it “and here” he taps a finger on his chest where his heart is and I smile. “Now, why don’t you get some sexy ass lingerie for him?” He wriggles his eyebrows. “The straight guy in me can help you decide.”

“You’re on.” I smile.

I try on about five of them. The girls are the judges but they all know I’ll end up choosing whatever I like. I never listen to advices when it comes about clothes. I know what I like and what I don’t and that’s that.

I do have a thing for underwear. It’s the only thing I actually enjoy buying so most of my underwear is cute and lace or silk or nice soft cotton but I do get excited at the idea of surprising Harry with something sexier than usual.

Maybe high stockings would do, I could wear a skirt and underneath it some high stockings hooked up to the waist of a lace bodysuit or something like that. I find a black lace one almost see through except from some parts strategically covered with the black flowery pattern, the cut between my legs and my nipples. The straps are silk and from the one around my waist, the two clasps for the stockings fall on my thighs. I love it.

After getting our underwear and going go with JJ to the male section of Gucci and Yves Saint Laurent, we finally sit down on a terrace surrounded by bags and have a drink. I order a Martini because I guess I’m feeling fancy after all and my friends order a sort of fancy cocktail each, except from Coco that goes with a beer. Her and Ollie are the ones who look fancier by far, Marie does too but in a way that lets you know she’s the good girl in the family, whereas Ollie looks like the one who’s always late to family meetings and Coco looks straight out of a magazine and yet there she is with a beer on her hand not caring about the contrast one bit.

In front of the terrace, there’s an Italian restaurant where there are two guys at the door, opening them for the clients. I have caught them staring at me more than once but every time I look the look away. I’m afraid I even have a boob out with all the staring but when I look down I realize I don’t. Jason’s sitting next to me and I wonder whether he’s noticed too or I’m just being paranoid. I look up at them and one of them look to the floor. Jason laughs.

“Geez, they could get a photo.” Jason says.

Alright, I’m not crazy.

“You’ve noticed too?”

“They haven’t taken their eyes off you since you sat down.” He chuckles. “And I’m sitting right here, I could be your boyfriend for all they know.”

Olivia tilts her neck and turns her head around being the blatant bitch she is before she gives me a smile.

“Well, they can keep trying, they’re trying to get in the place of an Armani underwear model.”

I roll my eyes and so does Marie. My eyes drift to her.

“You’re so exaggerated.”

“He could be one.” I defend him.

My friends and sister giggle and I blush but join in. It’s true, he could really be one and I miss him and want to see him.

Ollie’s call coincides with the moment Jason gets up from our table to go to the toilet and Marie gives my sister a smile.

“Coco, how are things with Guido? Are you happy?”

“Oh, I’m very happy.” She smiles. “I’ve never had this before, you know? Knowing my feelings are reciprocated. It just feels great.”

“Oh, I’m happy to hear that. You deserve someone like that.”

“So do you.” I tell Marie. “How’s everything with Adam?”

“He’s a dream.” Marie shakes her head. “I do worry that everything is too good.”

“Why?”

“Well, he’s so gentle and loving and caring… I keep thinking when it is going to end.”

“Why would it end? I mean, obviously there’s always like the first few months where everything is just perfect and all that and after that there’s more comfort and less romanticism but… Don’t worry about that. It’ll come naturally.”

“See? But that’s what I don’t want! I don’t want him to walk in the bathroom while I’m peeing or for him to see me with my hair on a towel and a face mask on.”

Coco giggles.

“Well, maybe not now, but it’ll eventually happen if you guys stay together for long enough.”

She looks away from us and takes a deep breath before she speaks.

“The other day he told me to leave some things at his place.” She all but whispers as if it was some sort of secret. “Well, he got micellar water even though he didn’t know what that was because I told him once that I couldn’t stay over at his house because I didn’t have my micellar water to wash my face.”

“Aw.” Coco rests a hand on her chest and Marie’s lips pursed.

I giggle.

“And why is that a bad thing?”

“It’s not a bad thing.” She shakes her head. “It’s just… Are we not moving too fast?”

“I mean he asked you to leave stuff at his house because you need stuff. It’s not like he asked you to move in. I stay over at Harry’s all the time.”

“Don’t you think I’ll freak him out when he realizes I’m a high maintenance girl?”

“I mean, Marie” Coco’s sweet tone makes my friend look at her “I think he might have an idea already?”

“I mean” I giggle “he’s been to your house.”

“Yeah, but my skincare is all carefully kept in the bathroom cabinet.”

“Well” I smile “I don’t think that’ll be a deal breaker.”

She sighs.

“Maybe some day you can let him in the bathroom while you do your skincare routine. I do not think he’s gonna be faced by that.”

Her brown, good-girl’s eyes investigate mine whilst she considers my idea. I can’t believe she actually think that would be a problem. Adam is crazy about him. I don’t think there’s anything she can say that would make him not want her.

Jason comes back before Ollie does but it doesn’t take her long to stand next to our table.

“Guys, this was a very lovely day” she starts “but I won’t lie to you. Mario just called me, he said he had a hard day at the hospital today and I want to cheer him up with incredible sex and cuddles so-”

“We did not need to know about the incredible sex.” Marie tells her but Ollie just smiles.

“And of course you can leave to be with your lover, Ollie, no need to explain anything to us.”

“Right.” She smiles. “Then see you, guys.”

With that she picks up her uncountable bags and leaves and Marie bites her bottom lip.

“I think I’m gonna leave too, guys. I have a skincare routine to share with someone special.” She smiles at Coco and me and we both laugh.

“What?” Jason chuckles looking at both Coco and me. “I’m kind of tired too, girls. Your shopping gave me a headache.”

“I’m pretty sure you bought more stuff than me.” I reprimand him but he just rolls his eyes.

“Anyway, I love you all. See you.”

Coco and I walk together to her car and on the way there we both chat about how the group has changed in just a few months. It’s like we’ve grown up more in this year than we have in the last five. Jason went out of a terrible relationship and came out being stronger and more confident than ever and he’s going to the States for that internship he wanted; Ollie’s finally moved on from Jack and her inner crisis and seems to be done with being insecure and afraid of love; lovely Marie found her knight in shinning armour and is living the dream; and even Coco and me left the past behind and meet someone great.

I might miss the way things used to be because they’ve been like that for a long time but… I think they’re only getting better.

I dare to do it, if Marie’s going to show her skincare routine to Adam and Mario called Olivia because he had a hard day and needed comfort, I can tell him.

Indie: Miss you x

I rest my phone on my thigh and look out the window trying not to torture myself if he doesn’t answer straight away. He might be busy, he might be asleep even or he might be with his family.

Harry: Fuck, I miss you too

I grin like a kid on Christmas morning. Harry’s typing…

Harry: Are you done with your friends?

Indie: Yes :)

Harry: Can I see you?

Indie: Yes :)

Harry: Bien

I giggle like a teenager and Coco tilts her neck to give me an amused look. She’s not used to it.

“Do I drive you home or directly to Harry’s?”

“Do you have plans?”

“I wanna go home to shower but I’m going out with Guido afterwards.”

“Are you taking the car?”

“Yes.”

“Do you mind dropping me at Harry’s then? So I can shower and stuff before too.”

“Sure, no problem.”

“Awesome. Thank you.”

Harry: Did you have dinner?

Indie: Yes.

Indie: Are you at home?

Harry: Yes, I am. Are you coming?

Indie: Are you inviting me?

Harry: You’re always invited, love.

Indie: Then how about I visit you in an hour?

Harry: Can’t wait xxx 

After the shower, I butter my body with my strawberry and vanilla body lotion and put on my new lingerie set before I put on some lip balm and mascara. I put on a terracotta colour soft woollen sweater and a high waist black denim mini skirt that covers my stocking so they look like normal tights.

I’m excited to see Harry but on the way to his apartment while Coco drives and tells me about some of Guido’s jokes that had her laughing last time they saw each other, the excitement turns into nervousness.

Will he think this is too much? Will he find it funny? Because I would be mortified if he does and after all, this is not a special occasion. It’s just a random Friday night. Oh, God, he might think I’m crazy.

As I stand on the lift to his apartment, my sister’s compliment on my outfit gives me some nerve. I mean it’s just Harry. If he finds it funny or thinks it’s too much, I can always play it cool and pretend it was a joke all along.

He’s waiting by the door with a big smile when the lift doors opened and I make my way towards him keeping both hands on my brown jacket. He takes it and places it on the couch before we make our way towards his living room.

“Would you like anything to drink?” He offers.

“Um, maybe a cup of tea?”

He smiles amused.

“I was thinking you were going to say something alcoholic because it’s a Friday after all but you always surprise me, Blue.”

I chuckle.

“How was your day?”

“Good.” He nods his head as he turns the kettle on and takes two cups from the cupboard. “I had lunch with my mum. She asked me about you.” He gives me a smile that melts me. “How was yours?”

“Good too. We had coffee and then went shopping until we were hungry so we had a dinner and then a drink.”

“Sounds like torture to me.”

I laugh at his comment.

“That is not true. I’ve seen your closet, you’re into fashion.”

He smiles dimply because he knows I’ve caught him. God, I have seen him smile countless times in the last five months but still it makes my heart skips a beat. I approach him when he’s giving me his back checking on the water in the kettle and when he turns his head for he noticed my presence, I’m inches away from him. He wraps his arms around me and understands what I want so he leans down and kisses me. I let my tongue tell him how much I missed him and he hums as it pushes between his lips and caresses his. His hands find my ass and I moan against his mouth but the kiss is sweet and tender and we only pull apart when the kettle whistles.

We sit down on the couch and have our cups of tea as he tells me more about his lunch with his mum and I tell him more about my day. He also tells me about his congress and about an interesting case he had this week and I realize then how easy it is to talk to him. I didn’t realize there were these many things I wanted to tell him until I had him in front of me.

He’s been very handsy too and I’m sure so have I even if I don’t notice, but his hands have never left my legs and I’ve been a little nervous that he might move them a little higher and realize what I’m wearing but so far, he’s just been respectfully caressing my knee or calves.

“How is Jason doing?” He asks.

I find it so sweet that he asks about my friends.

“He’s better. Yeah, I think he’s doing good. He’s going to the States though.” My hand finds its bicep as I try to catch his undivided attention even though I already have it.

“What do you mean he’s going to the States?”

“Well, it’s only for three months.” I turn the drama off a little. “It’s this internship he got while he was with David Dick, he said no because David wanted him to stay but apparently he’s gotten a second chance and he said yes this time.”

“Wow, that’s great. Your friends are as nerdy as you.” He giggles.

“I’m not going anywhere though.”

“Yeah, thank God.”

He grins and his hands find my hips before he pulls me closer until I’m straddling him. He captures my lips with his in a long peck. Still, somehow, he hasn’t seen my stockings. I peck his lips again.

“Nah, I’m kidding, I would be very happy for you if you were going abroad for an internship or something too. You know that, right?”

I nod my head.

“I would miss you a lot though.” I confess and he grins.

“I would miss you too.”

I kiss him again and he kisses me back in a long, loving kiss until I pull away.

“I haven’t asked you: what did you get today?”

I lick my lips and feel my cheeks heating up. I’m sure when women wear these things, they don’t feel so shy. Plus, I have no reasons to feel shy when all Harry’s done is worship my body. I don’t know why I’m even doubting myself. He’s going to love it.

“I can show you.” I whisper.

I can feel his heartbeat accelerating under my hand and smile. Every doubt I’ve ever had flees my mind as I grab a handful of my sweater over my belly and pull from it so as to get it out of the hem of my skirt. His green eyes drop to my hand and his hands adjust to my hips over him. He swallows.

When my sweater springs free from my skirt, I just pull it up so he can see my lingerie bodysuit over my belly and his fingers sink of my hips as his lips part.

“Fuck me.” He whispers.

My lips curl up into a grin as his eyes search mine.

“You perfectly know what you do to me.”

His hand squeezes my hip once and I almost moan but then he takes his hands off me and rests them on the couch next to his hips.

“Well, do you want to see it or not?” I whisper.

He nods his head but doesn’t say a word. His eyes challenge me.

“You take off your clothes.” He whispers. “If you’re brave enough to wear that around me, you should be brave enough to undress yourself in front of me.” He smirks.

My eyebrows raise on my forehead and I give him a little smirk. He chuckles.

“D’you want a show?”

He grins as he nods, resting his back on the couch.

“And what do I get in return?”

“Oh, you’ll find out after the show.”

His green eyes, playful and filled on lust, narrow and this time it’s my pulse that accelerates. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I rest my weight on him as I get up from his lap and find my phone still on my purse. I go on Spotify and play Love Is A Bitch by Two Feet and hand him the phone so he can hear the song better. His grin turns nervous.

I have never done this before and I have no idea of how to dance for an striptease but here goes nothing. I sway my hips slowly much like I do when I’m fucking him because I already know he likes it from the times we have danced together. His eyes are set on me but instead of feeling nervous, I feel sexy and hot and lucky that he’s looking at me like that.

I turn around and give him my back before I bend over sticking my ass in the air to get my shoes off. Barefoot, I turn around and unbutton and unzip my skirt pushing it down my legs and letting him see my mid-thigh stockings. The corners of his lips curl up and he silently mouths fuck me.

Funny, I’m thinking the same thing. I caress myself like I’d like him to do, starting with the sides of my thighs and my hips and then my belly and my flanks, pulling my sweater up. I cup my own breasts under the sweater and don’t miss the way his Adam’s apple bops as he swallows. Still swaying slowly to the music, I grab the hem of my sweater and take it off dropping it on the floor.

I stand before him on my lingerie and feel fire burning inside me as his eyes roam my body up and down. He’s shifted his position on the couch but I can intuit the bulge between his legs.

“Do you want me to go on?” I whisper.

He shakes his head.

“Come here.”

I do as I’m told and his touch cuts my breathing halfway. His hand sticks to the exposed skin on my thigh and lustfully moves up to my hip where he squeezes.

“You must be fake.” He almost chuckles and I do.

“I’m real” I rest one knee on the couch next to his thigh and resting my hands on his shoulders, I straddle him “and yours.”

“Fuck.”

His fingertips press on the back of my neck and our mouths find each other with greed. The way he’s looked at me and the way he’s touched me and how hard I can now feel him against the inner side of my thigh drives me crazy and I push my tongue inside his mouth hungrily. My eagerness takes him by surprise but he’s just as eager as I am judging by the strength of his tongue against mine and the squeezes of his hands on my flesh. He pulls away but my mouth follows his blindly.

“Calm down, love” he chuckles against my lips “we’ve got all night. Let me enjoy you.”

I pout but instead of getting another kiss, he grins. I can’t say I’m disappointed with the outcome of my pouting. I love that he still looks like a child when he grins even when he’s acting so much like a man, full of lust and need.

“How did I do?”

Grinning, he takes my hand and lets me feel his hard on. It excites me to the point that my walls clench. He’s so hard and so hot… I want him inside me now. No, I don’t want him, I need him.

“I had never done that before.” I confess.

“Are you serious?”

I nod timidly and he sighs.

“You’re a natural then. That was the hottest thing I have ever seen and this thing…” His fingers caress my bodysuit “fucking hell, Blue, I’m gonna be dreaming about this.”

I laugh.

“Now you have to show me what I get for it.”

He grins and licks his lips as he tilts his neck.

“Well, when did the show end? You did ask me if I wanted you to go on.”

“And you said no.” I frown.

“Because I don’t want you to take this off just yet.” His tongue licks my lips like a cat. “But… If you want, I would love to watch you first.”

“Watch me?” I frown. “Doing what?”

He grins. He takes my hand in his and brings them both to my sex making me cup my dripping lips myself. I breathe in through my nose. He’s so close to me and he’s smiling in the way that turns my insides into jelly and I’m so wet and so needy… I need some relief now.

“I want you to touch yourself for me, baby.”

“You mean… Right here on top of you?”

He nods slowly but his fingers move over mine and make me caress myself. He does that a few more times before he removes his hand and lets me work alone. I keep doing what he was doing before and press circles on my clit as my eyes set on him. His hands hold my hips to give me more balance and I slip my fingers underneath the soaked fabric. His eyes move from the place I’m touching to my eyes and stop at my breasts.

“Fuck…” He whispers. “How does it feel, baby?”

I slip a single finger inside before I get another one.

“It feels better when you do it.” I confess.

He squeezes my hips and pecks my lips.

“I can show you how I do it.” His lips press on the exposed skin over my bra and I feel a current of electricity on my body. “D’you want me to?”

I keep touching myself with lips part, enjoying his kisses and his whispers. I love how his voice turns deeper and raspier when we’re having sex. It drives me crazy.

“Why do you want me to touch myself instead of you?” I whisper.

“Because having you pleasuring yourself on top of me… Fuck, baby… You don’t know how sexy you are.”

I bite on my bottom lip but his thumb pulls from it liberating it. I look into his eyes.

“If you do that, I’m gonna burst.” He smirks. “Do you not touch yourself?”

“Yes, I do.” I move my fingers slowly against my clit because I’d cum already if the rhythm was any faster. “I guess it’s just… I’m nervous.”

“Why? You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”

“It’s not that.” I gasp. “I do, I just… I want you.”

He grins and cups my breast on one hand making me moan.

“I’m right here, love. I just want you to cum like this first and then we can do whatever you want. Only if you want though.”

“I do want.” I stop him. “Just show me how you do it.”

He slips his own fingers the fabric of my bodysuit and guides mine.

“You have to start here” he covers the upper side to my clit, the part closer to my belly and presses slow circles “slowly, yeah, like that and don’t be nervous, baby. If you don’t cum on your own, I’ll help you.”

I half laugh half moan and he chuckles. I keep moving my fingers like he told me to do until I find a spot that sends electricity through my body. I start rubbing faster and the feeling is so good I almost don’t notice he removed his fingers.

“That’s right, baby, faster, faster.”

I feel the lower part of my belly tensing up and my nipples hardening and I moan as I relax my neck and throw my head back.

“Now stop.” Harry’s hand covers mine and stops my movement and I frown and give him a death glare that only makes him laugh. “And do it slowly again.”

I let him guide me and move my fingers against my clit watching him watch me. His eyes are fixed on my hand and my pussy and he’s biting his lip. God, this is so hot. I’m horny as hell.

One of his hands move from my hips to my inner thigh and he slips his fingers under the fabric again, slipping two fingers inside me and making me moan out loud.

“Fuck, I just wanted to see how wet you are.”

He moves his fingers slowly in and out of me and between that and my own stimulation on my clit I am afraid I might faint. I bite on my bottom lip again and he pulls from it with his thumb.

“What did I say?” He whispers as his fingers keep moving in and out of me so I bit my lip again so as not to scream. “You’re not really as good of a student as I thought.” He chuckles.

He gets his fingers out of me and I whimper making him chuckle again.

“You do it, baby.”

I curl two fingers inside of me and move them with the rhythm he was using and one of Harry’s hands squeeze my hip. I shut my eyes and gasp.

“Imagine it’s me, love.”

“Oh, God.”

When I open my eyes, I see he’s stroking himself over his jeans and my eyes drop to his bulge.

“You don’t know how much you’re turning me on, baby.”

No, he has no idea how much this is turning me on. I thought this was something only done in porn but this is fucking hot. Having him right here as I pleasure myself, hearing his voice thick with lust and knowing how much watching me is turning him on drives me crazy.

“You’re always so good with me.” He captures my earlobe between his teeth and pulls from it and I moan.

“Touch yourself, H.”

“D’you want me to?” His voice comes out strangled then and I feel the power he gives me burning my skin.

“Yes, like I’m doing.”

I hear his zipper going down and feel him lifting his hips from the couch to take his pants off. My eyes set on his hard length, already leaking precum, shinning and tight, and his fingers wrap around himself.

I try to take this time to focus on what he does to himself so I know how to touch him better next time so I slow the rhythm of my fingers for otherwise I’d finish already. Harry’s mouth attacks the side of my neck so I can no longer see him because my neck tilts back without my consent to grant him better access and he keeps kissing my skin.

“I’m not going to last long watching you, baby.” He whispers.

“Oh, God, I’m very close already, Harry… I fucking… This is so exciting.” I moan.

“Fuck me, keep talking.”

“Oh, Harry… I want you to cum so I can cum too but…” I can tell his pumping accelerates and so do my fingers. “It’s such a shame you’re not on my mouth like last time… You taste so good.”

A guttural sound cuts his breathing halfway and I feel a hot liquid spurt on my thigh. That sends me into overdrive and I moan until my throat stings. Harry’s hands hold my hips as I sigh and try to catch my breath and then I smile at him.

“Stop that or I won’t be able to stop fucking you.”

I laugh softly.

“Then don’t stop.”

He smiles mischievously at me and I know he was hoping to hear that.

“I can’t decide whether I want this off or not.”

He says staring down at my bodysuit and I laugh.

“I’m glad you like it.”

He doesn’t say anything, instead he just smiles before he leans in to capture my lips with his. We kiss intimately for a while and then his hands pull my hips down and he penetrates me slowly. He swallows my moans as he keeps kissing me lustfully but slowly, almost calmly.

His hands hold my ass and he lifts me and sinks me back down so he’s fully controlling the rhythm, a very slow, torturous one that lets me feel every inch of him as he stretches me on his way inside. I feel him so deep too, I don’t think he’s every filled me like this but I love it and I let him known, with moans and bites on his bottom lip.

“You like it slow, baby?”

I hum and nod my head and we kiss each other as if we were the only people in the world. Right now, he is to me.

“Spread your hips wider apart.” He whispers.

I do as I’m told and replace my knees further away from him. His hands hold me in place as he slowly pushes back in and I feel him paving his way through my channel inch by inch until our pubic bones touch and we both gasp.

“Oh, God.”

And we repeat again. He pulls out almost entirely and then sinks in again. He kisses me passionately and I press my body against his as if we could get closer. He captures my bottom lip with his teeth and pulls from it like I normally do with his and when my lip sets free from his prison, we both smile at each other. He fills me again and, in this kiss,, it’s me who pulls from his bottom lip. I have never felt more filled of him and of feelings for him, lust and love bubble and mix together inside my belly and burst in every kiss.

“Fuck, Harry, you’re amazing.”

I hear him giggling.

“Don’t laugh.”

He slaps my ass cheek and I jump a little.

“I’ll laugh if I want to.” He grins.

I smile too.

“You’re right. Don’t stop laughing. I love it when you do” I gasp as he fills me again, he rolls out “And I love your smile, you’re so handsome when you smile” when he fills me again, I tangle my fingers on his hair and pull from it “and your hair, I love your hair and your eyes, when you look at me…”

He shuts me up with a passionate kiss and I hope he understands how I feel about him through this intimate encounter.

“Blue…”

I wait for him to speak but he doesn’t say anything even though his hips don’t stop moving against mine.

“What?” I press him.

“Nothing.”

I would have insisted but his hips attack mine hard and it cuts my breath halfway. I cling onto his shoulders and he keeps thrusting inside me hard and fast. I pull from his hair and listen to our skins clapping together and the wet sounds of our intimate encounter. His hand cups and squeezes my breast and I arch my back and tense up as I cum again.

His thrusts become faster and sloppier until he cums himself and before I have time to react, he’s standing up and carrying me on his hips to his bed. He lies me on my back and smiles as he stares at me.

He spreads my legs opened and gets on his knees between them and his hands hold my ankle and place it on his shoulder before he unclasps my stockings and put them down my leg. He does the exact same thing with my other leg and caresses my entire body before he takes off my bodysuit.

He then hovers me and pecks my lips a few times before he pecks my nose and my cheeks and then my neck and my collarbones and he leaves kisses in every inch of my skin. I almost giggle when he kisses the spots that tickle and I feel a different type of excitement on my belly at his attention for these kisses aren’t even lustful, even though we’re both now naked. I feel adored and I feel cared for and wanted and I feel my heart about to explode with love for him.

He kisses my legs and from the inner side of my thighs he moves back to my belly, kissing my skin there again before he smiles at me.

“What do you want from me, Harry?”

“Everything.” He smiles as his face reaches the level of mine and he pecks my lips again. “I want everything from you.”

My breath catches on my throat. I want him, no, more, I love him. I love him. I swallow and play with his hair as I stare into his eyes.

“Careful what you wish for” I whisper “If you play with fire, you’ll end up burned.”

“I’m already burned.” He smirks. “And here I am.”

I smile but the smiles turns into an o as he thrusts inside me again. God, this man is insatiable, but I can’t get enough either. He fucks me slowly again and he keeps biting my lips and squeezing my flesh as we both gasp and moan.

I sink my nails on his back as he licks and sucks on my nipples and I moan his name once and again whilst his hips keep drilling me to his bed. I wish we could stay like this forever. When the delicious torture on my breasts is done, he grants me again with the heavenly image of his face and that’s all I can see as he rests his forehead against mine and keeps on moving in and out of me. I feel his breath on my face and swallow his grunts and moans.

I am not sure he feels the same way I do. I don’t know if he loves me but I don’t think I could feel any of this if he didn’t. I don’t think he would make love to me like this if he didn’t love me. I think he wouldn’t touch me like he does, I think he wouldn’t squeeze my flesh so gently if he didn’t. I think his kisses wouldn’t feel like this if he didn’t love me too.

“You feel so good, baby.”

I feel my pulse on my skin and I feel the knot on my belly about to untie and with another push of his, I lose track of space and time and my head sinks of the pillow. I can’t even breathe for some seconds until I moan out loud and feel my throat raspy and becoming inflamed. He lets go too, groaning in my ear and shivering on my arms.

It takes him a few seconds to roll out of me, but he stays laying on top of me and I hug him to my chest as we both fight to catch our breaths. I don’t know what any of this was but he filled me in every level and I still feel my heart pumping proudly at the newly found sentiment.

Harry’s breathing pattern changes and becomes calm and deep. Carefully, I pull back just enough to look into his eyes but they’re close and his expression is peaceful. I kiss his forehead.

“You’re falling asleep on me.” I whisper.

“No…” He frowns but his eyes are still closed.

I smile and try my best to pull from the duvet so I can cover us both but I’m not strong enough.

“I just need help to cover us up.”

“I’ll warm you up.” He mumbles.

“You’ll freeze too, come on.”

With one hand he lifts my back from the bed and with the other he pulls from the duvet and rolls us both under the duvet before he hugs me again. This time he rests his back against the mattress and pulls me to him so I’m the one resting my head on his chest. I trace senseless figures with my fingertips on his bare chest.

“Blue”

“Yes?”

“Give me a goodnight kiss.”

I chuckle before I lift my head and peck his lips. His eyes are still closed but he frowns.

“Kiss me well.” He complains.

I press my lips against his again, not quite knowing what he wants, and lick my way inside his mouth, getting a lazy response from his tongue. When I think I did well, I pull apart and peck his lips as closure but he opens his eyes and the intense green in them paralyzes me.

“I want one of your kisses.”

Still impressed by his gaze, I press my lips against his again and I put all the affection I have for him on the kiss until my belly erupts in a fist of butterflies and my chest feels funny and warm. We kiss one another with love, it can only be love, and when I feel like my pulse has reached my brain, I pull away and Harry skims my nose with his.

I rest my cheek against his chest before he opens his eyes and realizes I’m blushing and I hear his heartbeat against my temple. His breathing slows down just like the movement of his fingertips on the low of my back and he sighs.

“Blue…”

I hum.

“I love you.”

[dylanobrienisbatman]

I like JJ x Kie but there have been TWO scenes now, one in each season, where Kie could have come out as a lesbian or bisexual and the fact that they didn’t… cowards.

S1: the scene with Sarah!! When the boys trap them on the boat and Kie’s reason for hating Sarah is… she didn’t invite her to her birthday party? No!!! No!! It’s that Kie had a huge crush on Sarah and when Sarah started pulling away she got her feelings crushed and she lashed out!! (I literally thought Kie was about to confess her feelings when I first watched that scene, and then the reason was so… lame. Like it’s a very believable like “we were 14 and you hurt me” vibe but also… no.)

S2: when she tells Pope that their night together was technically perfect, but it just didn’t work for her… like sure it’s that she wasn’t actually into Pope, but also… she’s gay!!! The night was technically perfect but Kie is into girls!!!! (I didn’t think she was gonna confess that here, but I’ve seen people say that she should have and they’re right!!!)

All I’m saying is I’m really fine with any direction the ships on this show take but… Kie likes girls and if the writers don’t confirm it… they’re wrong and they’re cowards.