#god i could talk about her all day i love her soooo much!!

[poor-ciceros-voring-again]

Hello I'm here again but this time to ask you about your OCs!!! Who is your Listener? What are they like?

AAAAAAAAA I LOVE TALKING ABOUT HER !!!!

My Listener is named Niveria !! She Bosmer/Imperial ! She's the daughter of Lucien Lachance and a Listener from the 3rd era name Nicnevin(she was in the place of Ungolim, who is only a Silencer in my version of the lore). She was born into the Dark Brotherhood and raised alongside Ocheeva and Teinaava <3 she was taught as if she was a Shadowscale.

Tldr the events of Oblivion's Dark Brotherhood questline happen with some minor adjustments and changes -> Niveria ends up killing her mom from a distance, shot right next to the heart :( Lucien was a second too late to stop it. He sends Niveria to Anvil to figure out who the traitor actually is, but by the time she finds out and meets him at Applewatch it's too late and when she peeks in the window and sees him dead she RUNS

She stays running for 200 years. The Dark Brotherhood isn't actually looking for her, but she was only 18/19 and was panicked and still traumatized from all the terrible stuff she's been though and eventually she just got used to always going place to place, never staying in a single province for too long.

While going north to Dawnstar in 4e 201, she comes across Cicero. Normally she avoids strangers on the road after a few bad accidents where she got mugged when she was younger, but she felt almost physically compelled to help him for an unknown reason. When she finally went to leave after helping, she hears a quiet harsh voice mutter something to her, but she can't quite make out what she heard(it was the Night Mother trying to tell her Hey Bitch!!! It's Time!!! er, not with those words per se tho)

She did end up getting into the dark Brotherhood again by Astrid and became the Listener

Despite being a professional assassin, she's very kind to others. She doesn't really have a temper of any kind. She sees killing others as just a naturally occuring thing, and isn't bothered by death or blood or gore. She's good at manipulating those she seems necessary. She has her hands minorly dipped in politics and the like in order to expand the dark Brotherhood's reaches subtly throughout Cyrodiil. She's also very friendly with one of the Thieves Guild Nightingales, and they tend to work hand in hand regarding expansion of their guilds

[thebigqueer]

literally having the worst day ever and i cant ever be happy (has only experienced minor inconveniences today but they keep adding up)

[creativewritersposts]

delirious state - Luke Hughes

summary; Luke Hughes x reader

Luke gets injured and the painkillers kick him into a delirious state, which is quite funny.

warning(s); mention of injury, it's more fluff and funny, real head injuries are no fun! , maybe grammar errors

author's note; old but good! 4/4 fics done! Good night everyone ✨

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"Luke Hughes left the game and is on the way to get medical help".

This is how the disaster began. You stand in the emergency department waiting for Luke, completely worried and walking circles. "Mrs. Hughes? Mr. Hughes asked for you", an older nurse speaks with papers under her arm. You didnt know you're his wife but you're completely fine with that. Together with his nurse you arrive on a station where you can smell the typical disinfection scent.

"I'll leave you alone with your husband. Our doctor had to sew a wound on his head, two broken rips and a swollen nose. Because of the medical drugs and painkillers he can speak confused. He needs to rest. Are there any questions?", the nurse looks up from her pinning map with all informations, you don't care right now. You want to know if he's okay. "No i just want to see my husband, thank you". The nurse nods and walks back where they came from.

Quietly you open the door, afraid to wake Luke. Your poor Lukey. But damn you're wrong. Your poor Lukey smiles high and looks at you absolutely awake. He has a black eye, a neck support and plaster on his head where the doctors had to shave his head. He looks not good, hockey is a dangerous sport.

"Hey babbbyyy! Nice to see you", he waves with his hand and his voice sounds higher than usual.

"Hey, are you okay? My poor Lukey. Your family will be here in one hour. Traffic", you pet his curly hair and sit on his bed. "Oh yeah. Do you want to go to the cinema with me?", Luke smiles again not knowing what he tells. "You're not in the condition so I don't think", you giggle. It feels like you talk to a child. "You are soooo pretty", Luke does a gesture to show how much and curls your hair with his finger.

"You are pretty, too. Even with your destroyed face", you smirk. Luke is never that cheesy but as long he won't get angry you tolerate it.

"I really wanna have sex with you", he says without warning. It's atypical for him, he's very shy.

"Baby I dont think that works out right now",

"but whyyy?", Luke gets tearful.

"You have an head injury!".

"You think I'm a sucker in bed!", he replies in a stubborn tone.

"No don't get me wrong!", you never imagined you both have this conversation in the hospital one day.

"Yes you do. I'm lucky I married you before you could leave me because of that", his monitor signals louder because his heartbeat gets faster.

"You really need to rest and chill baby", you hope the topic is closed now.

"Just if you tell me you want to have Sex with me too!", you roll your eyes. "I won't say this!", you place your hands on your hip. A nurse comes in and controls his vital values until he speaks out, "Marriage is hard", he huffs. The nurse laughs off.

"We're not married. Before we reach this step you have to ask me!", your poor nerves. Honestly you need a drink to get through this. And chocolate cake.

Luke wants to stand up out of his bed, "babyyy lets go! I'm ready to get some actionnn with youu", he tipsy says. Luke's cheeks are rosy and and he looks like he gets fever. You lovely push him back to bed. "Lukey I love having sex with you but god damn lay down or I'll cain you on this bed!".

"Uhh I love when you take control", he smirks.

"Man you knocked out on ice and all you can think is about this?! and y'all say I'm the cheeky one!", you turn around behind you, hearing a familiar voice. It was his older brother.

Ellen, Jim and Jack watched this amused scenario. "Mooom", Luke groans. Ellen goes straight to his bed, hugs him and strokes his curly hair. "Can I help you with something? It looked really bad!", his mother says. "Why have you to interrupt me and my wife? Its getting hot in there", Luke is outraged.

"Lukey its fever and no sexual attraction, I'm sorry guys, he's dazed from the drugs", you try the best to get out of his embarrassing moment. "Mooom?", he calls her name again in a wailing way. "Yes?", she holds his other hand and focused. "Can I borrow your ring? I need to do a proposal". Ellen don't know what to say. Jim stays quite in the cornor as opposed to Jack. He grins the whole time and records some videos. "I have to send this to Quinn! Made my day!".

"Don't be so mean", Jim replies. "Daaaadddd?", comes from the big boy in bed. Jim steps next to Ellen, looking down to his son. "Why I'm the third one and not the first child? Didn't you make any effort to get me?", he whines. "Can't believe my smartest son asks such a stupid question", Jim shakes his head and hugs Luke, too. They don't care about this delirious state, the ony thing that matters is, he's okay. (Of course Jack will show their whole family these videos later).

[mandy-asimp]

Baby Whisperer

Early seasons pregnant JJ where will doesn't want the kid (no hate on will or nun) but yn takes JJ in cus they're in looove and they becaome a baby whispererer

Warnings: internalized homophobia so brief l, love Will right? But he's kinda an ass, so don't hate me and go saying I hate Will cus I don't. I love Will lamon-I need subtitles to understand him only sometimes-Tage.

A/n~ chat this has been in my drafts for months soooo I finally ended it so enjoy

Walking in, Y/n wasn't really expecting to run into a crying JJ in the garage. The woman looked absolutely destroyed and like she just needed anyone.

That's how she found herself in the parking lot of a local burger joint with the blonde. "Now...I only got us an extra hour before we have to go in....do you wanna talk about it?"

Y/n liked to approach everything carefully. It wasn't always her place, but she knew sometimes everyone wanted just someone else's company. She was honestly prepared for JJ to say that it was just a rough morning and she'd be over it in no time.

"I'm pregnant and Will left." She whispered. Trying with everything in her not to start crying again, especially when they were at her favorite burger place. "He..he said that he wasn't ready for a kid and I am. He said I could've have the kid, but if I did..."

"He'd walk..."

"I'm going to have nowhere to go. I can't afford a place on such short notice. I can't do that all and still worry about my job. I just...I can handle a lot. That's what my job is..but I-"

"Come stay with me." Y/n threw it out before she could even think it over. Her mouth just moved on it own. "I have two sore rooms. One can be yours and we'll make the other a nursery."

JJ furrowed her brows and was flushing red. "I-I couldn't ask that much of you."

"Yes you can. And you're not asking me. You would do the same if it was the other way around." Y/n took a bite of her burger. Eyes not daring to meet the blue ones that were for sure staring down her every move.

"What's in it for you though? I mean, nobody offers without anything in return." The blonde raised the question.

The short black bob shook. "I'm getting to know you and whoever you," she pointed towards her belly, "will be are safe every night. Plus, I'm kinda a baby whisperer so it'll give me the chance to get solid evidence."

A soft smile formed on the blondes lips. "And that's it? No other strings attached?"

"All you should have to worry about is taking care of yourself. I'm just here to help make it easier."

"Deal then." JJ agreed. "What if though-"

"Usually when people say deal they don't add any conditions after." Y/n had a sly smile on her face.

JJ was quick to throw her arm to wack the other's. "In return you get God parent privileges?"

Y/n was also quick, quick to shake her head. "There's nothing in it for me. That's my conditions. Plus Penelope would be on me for that title. All I truly will take is knowing you're safe."

JJ waited and watched for any sign that she could be lying. That there was some second meaning to this offer....but there wasn't. Y/n was honest in what she wanted.

"Alrighty then. I'll move in with you." JJ gave in fully.

~

By then end of the day, the two had everything planned out. They spent most of their time in JJ's office discussing how move in would work and how quick they wanted to get it done.

"No! You're not gonna carry everything. I may be pregnant but I'm not that type of pregnant yet." JJ folded her arms and leaned back in her chair. They had been bickering over a lot of things. Mostly because Y/n kept offering to be so nice.

The brunette shrugged, "well what if you carry the lighter boxes then? I just..I don't want you to strain yourself. Eventually, that baby is going to grow and your back will forever hurt. I'm trying to keep you free from that ache early."

"And I appreciate it, but I'm still going to do this job aren't I? I'm going to ache no matter what. You have to let me have some lee way still." JJ held her ground.

Y/n threw her hands up into surrender. "Ok. You tell me what you still want to be able to do, and I'll try my best to not helicopter around."

There was a knock at the door. It caused both woman to sit up and glance towards the piece of wood. Finding Penelope staring at the notepads on the desk. "What's this about?" She moved quick over to the papers.

She didn't get a chance to look as they both grabbed them from view. "Our marriage contract." Y/n was quick to drop. "We're writing what we won't do, it's mostly our worst habits."

"Oh...ok well Will is here to talk to you." She informed before giving one last suspicious look. "What are you two up to?"

"Thank you Penelope," Y/n hummed before looked back to the other blonde. "This is my cue to leave. Let me know what happens..."

Y/n bowed her head before leaving. Pushing Penelope away as well. They walked back towards the bullpen, passing Will on the way. Y/n couldn't help the look she gave him. JJ held him in high praise, so to think he would walk was crazy.

JJ was still holding the notepad when Will walked in. "We need to talk about this morning. I wasn't thinking but I don't think you are either." He began. "We're too young to have a baby Jayge! We shouldn't spend all that money now. Let's just wait a few more years. Get married first maybe?"

She took a deep breath in as the tears stung her eyes. "I want this baby. And if you don't, then you won't have anything to do with this baby."

"You will have nothing without me." He spat in defense. And for a moment, he swore he was right. That she wouldn't have anywhere to go. That she needed him.

"I don't need you. And especially with that tone, I will never need you. If you don't want to be a father yet, then you can leave." She shot him down almost instantly. Eyes trained to the window.

There was silence as he stood there. He huffed and rubbed his eyes. "You can't seriously be throwing away our relationship for a baby? It's still my baby."

She shook her head, "no. This is my baby. You have now openly said you don't want any child. So once again, I don't need you. We don't need you." Her voice was vicious as she bit him. Practically hearing his defeat before moving towards the door.

"You're gonna regret this. You're gonna need me." He pointed one last time.

Y/n laughed from behind him. "The only one who needs anything is you. And you need to leave." She folded her arms over her chest as the man left the building in a fit of rage.

JJ let her head drop into her hands as she started crying. Y/n was quick to close the door and draw the blinds. Giving the two perfect privacy as she came around and hugged the blonde. Letting her cry it out.

~

A few weeks go by, and JJ had been moved in to Y/n's place. "Ya' know, I didn't think you'd have a house."

"Really? I give apartment to you or what?" Y/n carried a few boxes up to the extra room. Training days with Morgan always seems to pay off.

JJ shrugged as she just followed behind. "I guess so. Why do you have a house? It's just you no?" The extra room was big. Bigger than what JJ had taken an extra room for. "No. It's too much."

"You already unloaded all your boxes. You're staying. And plus, I like having room to have people over, or to run around naked." Y/n winked over her shoulder. "You settle in, I'm going to cook dinner."

"And she cooks?" JJ furrowed her brows. Y/n has mentioned how she couldn't cook compared to Rossi, which JJ assumed meant she couldn't cook.

But the first night was all the evidence she needed. The host made orange chicken and it was beyond any takeout the blondes ever had. Even the rice was delicious. Too distracted by the food to even notice that Y/n left more for her than herself.

~

Four months had gone by and the two moved like a couple. From JJ's perspective, this was just Y/n being helpful.

Every morning she would wake to the smell of some breakfast and coffee. Trudging out, Y/n would be dancing around with her headphones on as she plated the dish of the morning. She would be in nothing but an oversized shirt.

That's how their mornings would all start. Having breakfast together.

Then they would drive to work and act just like colleagues. Minus how Y/n would always know exactly what JJ was craving and had it right when she wanted it. There they would eat lunch in the blondes office while discussing the work drama.

Y/n would leave the office by two and head back to her own desk. Working in silence as she thought of what she would be making for dinner.

"We're heading to lunch you coming?" Emily would offer by three.

"No I already ate with JJ. We had classic pb&j's." Y/n answered, reminiscing in how good they were.

Derek scoffed with a laugh, "you tryna steal the spot of baby daddy or something? Spoiling her left and right."

"Mm, I got that spot within the second month. Baby whisperer remember?" She smiled up from her papers.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Derek flicked her forehead. He moved faster so Y/n would have to actually get up and chase him.

She did get up, sending him a mean glare. "You're lucky my senses are tingling and I bet you right now, she needs something."

That's when JJ came in, "Y/n could you come help me for a sec?"

That stumped Derek, he didn't know if she was serious about the sense or if it was perfect timing. But he left with everyone else for lunch as the two headed to the file room.

JJ needed a box of old files and it was just slightly out of reach and she wasn't in the mood to try and reach for it. Her back had been killing her all day.

The box was heavy as Y/n carried it to her office. "That back still hurting?" JJ groaned, answering the question without words. "Come here, I saw this on Facebook."

JJ came closer, standing right in front of Y/n a bit confused. With a twirl of the brunettes finger, her back now faced her front. Leaving her blind to Y/n coming up behind her and her hands coming to hold her belly. Lifting it a bit and releasing the stress and tension on her back. The feeling made her practically moan and melt into Y/n.

"This is so being added into our daily routine." She hummed. JJ had closed her eyes and let her head lull back to rest on the shoulder. "Five minutes like this ok?"

Y/n chuckled, but had agreed. The two stood in the middle of the office in silence. Y/n enjoying being helpful, and JJ enjoying the weightless feeling.

It even was mentioned during dinner prep. It's what they did, JJ would sit on the backside of the couch and look at the files she brought home, while Y/n did wonders in the kitchen.

First it starts with getting drinks out. JJ had juice while Y/n had wine. Sipping on it slowly as she prepped the Thai noodles.

"So," JJ had came over from the living room. "If I told you my back was aching again?" She was given a laugh which told her she needed to do more. It's how her head ended up on Y/n's shoulder and her arms wrapped around her.

"Ya' know the roles are supposed to be revered right? I'm supposed to hold you not the other way around? And I am cooking, if you can get through dinner I will sit behind you and hold your baby ok?"

"Deal." She placed a kiss to Y/n's cheek before slipping back to the couch. Missing the blush that arose mere seconds after her lips left.

Later, JJ had been in her room lying when she thought of how much Y/n was doing. It made her heart beat a little faster than normal. Which she assumed woke the baby as he began to kick.

It kept her up and wasn't very comfortable either. She knew Y/n said anything wouldn't be a bother, but what could Y/n do about this even if she did go over to the room. It couldn't hurt she figured, maybe there was something Y/n could do.

She crept through the dark house, realizing just how quiet of a person Y/n was. The sound only being the faint tv noises coming from the bedroom. Giving the door a soft knock, JJ pushed it open more and peeked in.

From the bed, a sleepy Y/n stared over at the door. "Jayge? What's wrong? Are you ok?" She sat up and scooted over, patting the large bed next to her.

"The baby, he's awake and kicking...you said you were a baby whisperer?" She came up to the bed, crawling into the comfortable sheets where Y/n was lying. Feeling her warmth still linger.

Y/n hummed as they both got comfortable, then she slid to rest her head against the belly. Whispering out of JJ's hearing, but within minutes, he was still again.

JJ tried to pick up on the vibrations, hoping they could give any distinction on the words but it was useless. So she just let them carry her to sleep, knowing another day of work waited her.

Meanwhile Y/n was mumbling over what honey was and how it tastes in tea. Even offering to make him some in the morning instead of the coffee. Which she also apologized for assuming he would want coffee. She also mumbled about the different breakfast choices. Eventually drifting off to sleep herself.

~

JJ woke up first that morning, finding Y/n to be practically molded around the belly and so incredibly close to her. She could feel the extra body heat and enjoyed how it felt. She also enjoyed how Y/n's bed felt.

She realized this was the first time since moving in she was up before Y/n. Even on cases Y/n was up before her.

"My senses are tingling?" Y/n groggily spoke. "He wants the tea I told him about."

JJ felt a kick at the words. Making her question if it was witchcraft or Y/n actual was a baby whisperer. "He doesn't even know what tea is?"

"Yeah he does, I told him all about it. Just like I told him about honey. He really likes the sound of it." Y/n slipped from the bed, her hand delicately caressing the exposed skin of the belly.

The action made JJ shiver and the baby kick. "What else did you tell him about?" She let her hand fall to her stomach and began to get up with the other.

"I told him about music and what's the right type of music, also about what's the best type of fashion." Y/n rambled as she led them to the kitchen. Beginning to make the tea.

JJ frowned at the new choice. "What if I don't want tea? I like my morning coffee," she complained. Knowing that no matter what, Y/n always claimed to know what was 'gonna do it' for her, and she was usually right. "What are you putting in it?"

"It's with honey, sugar, and a dash of cinnamon. You'll love it just as much as he will. I've never steered us wrong and you can bet today won't be the day." She joked from the counter, rummaging to find the kettle that was tucked away.

When she pulled it out, JJ almost laughed audibly. "There's no way you're gonna use that?"

Y/n shot a look over her shoulder, "you seriously don't trust my ways?" She kept working with the kettle. Filling it before setting it on the stove. "He can tell you it's the right way even." The baby kicked and a new smile formed on Y/n's face.

JJ was entranced by it as the brunette came over. Crouching in front of her and whispering again to her belly. And it was the blonde who was smiling even wider. Y/n was an absolute wizard with the baby. Things just seemed to get so much easier for the both of them.

The moment made her think though. Would Y/n stick around even after the baby was born? Why wouldn't she though? Nobody's ever shown this much attention to JJ, let alone her baby. She was thriving in it and she hoped she would still get this side of Y/n.

The screeching of the kettle brought her back and she just barely processed the fingertips sliding from her sides. Had Y/n been holding her hips?

"Have you thought of any names yet?" Y/n let the question slip out as she poured the steaming water. "I know it's still early, but five months."

"Honestly? No. Usually it's something you would discuss with the other person...a unanimous agreement." She sighed as the tea was brought over. Bringing her nose down close to the mug, she smelt the steaming liquid. "This smells...amazing."

Y/n smirked, "I told you I knew what I was doing. And you do realize not every baby has two parents deciding their names. This is your bundle of joy, you name him whatever you want. Just nothing with some dumb spelling."

JJ laughed lightly at that. "I know, but...I always thought I'd be having a kid with someone who I was married to. The whole traditional family." Y/n rolled her eyes. "What?"

"I just think...traditional isn't the best for you. I mean think 'bout it...you're about to become a single mother in the FBI. Life threw you a curve ball, but you're about to knock it out of the park."

"A baseball reference really?"

"Yeah not my best moment but my point is, you should get the reward of naming him what you want. He's yours till forever." Y/n reasoned, meeting the blue oceans with a soft gaze.

The conversation got lost as they just stared in silence at one another. Y/n always looked at JJ with so much care. She's shown it enough that the blonde sometimes feels guilty for how much of Y/n's attention she holds...but she'd be upset if it was on anyone else. It was wrong, especially because they weren't dating. Not that...JJ would..it had to be the hospitality getting to her.

Y/n sighed before grabbing her mug and opening the fridge. "I'm thinking French toast with some fruit? Extra sweet? Oooh and maybe some icing." She thought out loud. Humming in delight when JJ huffed at the baby kick.

The rest of the morning was natural. They ate breakfast and chatted for a bit before going upstairs to change. That's how everyday started.

But the mornings conversation trailed around JJ all day. Even her following thoughts. Suddenly everything was being questioned by her. From Y/n to bringing lunch, to her driving them home again with her hand on the clutch.

Another night, when once again, the baby was up and kicking. It also became a regular occurrence. Soon, JJ just ended up following Y/n to her room.

"Ya' know, when I offered an extra bedroom, I didn't mean mine." Y/n joked as they were getting ready to settle down for the night.

"Five months ago was so long ago though. Plus, he likes you talking him back to sleep. You truly are a baby whisperer." The blonde tried to reach the straps on her heels, groaning when she couldn't.

It was the tiny things that Y/n noticed. Once the bed creaked, she was over and kneeling to take off the shoes. Doing it before she could even realize she was.

JJ would've described it as a domestic moment. And when the thought crossed her mind, her heart thumped in her chest.

"Yeah, I'm great." She hummed in agreement. Y/n stood back up and was looking down at JJ now. Her content smile slowly fading. "I'm always gonna be here for you, you know that right?"

The words were just that. Words. Yet, JJ felt them strike her heart and shake her spine. It had to be the hormones that moved her to tears though. "You mean it?"

A hesitant hand came up to her cheek, it was warm and soothing. "I do, I don't plan on leaving your side any time soon. I promise. I pinky promise you Jayge."

Y/n pulled her hand back and held up her pinky. Expecting the woman to just connect hers, but was greeted with a tight hug as JJ cried into her shoulder. The brunette held her head close to her while the other wrapped around her back.

That was the night that they both knew their relationship was bound to change. Both cared and needed the other.

Although, the change brought tension to the breakfast table that morning. Not bad tension, just tension. Neither one could say anything or stop looking at the other.

Y/n took it as the ultimate test as well. To see if she was truly a baby whisperer without talking to JJ. Through all the staring, Y/n had managed to decide on a breakfast.

Cooking in silence, she began to get lost in her work. Humming a sweet little tune as she swayed at the stove. Continuing her tune as she played the homemade breakfast sandwiches.

Usually in the morning, the two sit across from each other, but today Y/n nodded towards the couch. Leading over and dropping her plate before going back for drinks.

They sat thigh to thigh as they ate. The only noise was JJ's hum and her 'oof' at the aggressive baby kick. He also seemed to enjoy it.

Their silence traveled with them through the day. When they got ready, Y/n knew JJ's routine flawlessly and had anything she needed at the ready. The car ride to work? Only the radio spoke as Y/n drove their normal path. Her hand itched to leave the clutch and rest on JJ's thighs.

One thing Y/n wasn't ready for, was how cute JJ actually would look pregnant. It wasn't like she wasn't cute before, JJ's always been adorable in Y/n's eyes. But this, this was the softest looking Jennifer she had ever met.

By the time they got to the parking garage, they had a few minutes to spare. So they sat in silence and stared at each other once again. Both looking like they were trying to figure out the other. Yet, they never figured anything out as they had to go in.

~

Another month had gone by. Emily grabbed her bag as she was ready to leave for the day. "I'm going home and never coming back. This week has been so shitty." She groaned.

"Sounds like you need a drink," Derek smirked. He too had his bag in hand. "I'm sure Penelope and Spencer would love to come with."

"Not even gonna invite Y/n?" Emily nodded towards the still focused agent. Not leaving room for his answer as she came towards the desk. Tapping her out of her trance. "You wanna come with?"

"I'm on baby whisperer duties. JJ has been struggling to sleep since he keeps kicking around nine. I'm the one who talks him and her to sleep." She explained her situation. Not really minding that she'd miss another night out.

Derek squinted his eyes. "One, this is why I wasn't gonna invite her. Always on baby duties. And two, you're all this talk about being a baby whisperer but we've never seen it in action. JJ hasn't even confirmed this once in her six months."

"Well then let me confirm it now. Because id be absolutely exhausted without her. She explains what such simple things are and then she knows. She knows what this baby likes and wants." The blonde came out with her bag, handing it to Y/n's expecting hand. "And these? JJ sense's? It's like having a personal telepath."

Spencer rose up now, "do you really believe in telepaths though? Especially to a baby? How can you be so sure?"

"Well I can tell you right now, that for dinner we're having honey chicken biscuits on his request." Y/n's thumb rolled to point towards JJ's belly. And on cue, he kicked.

She shook her head and smiled. "Like a personal telepath. We are heading out though, I now know what's for dinner and we're both hungry."

"Baby whisperer," Y/n whispered as she wiggled her fingers before following out the blonde.

The team watched the two leave. Sharing the same thought. "They're so in love," Penelope spoke it out loud though.

Back home, the two sat and laughed over everything from the day. They never ran out of something to talk about. And they wouldn't once the baby was born.

"So, six months. Third trimester. Three months till you'll be asked for his name....any ideas?" Y/n pried from her seat. She sat criss cross to be able to look at the blonde.

JJ sighed on the topic again. "I mean a few but none that have tugged at me and stood out. What about you? Have you been thinking?"

"Mm JJ last month would've said this is a partner discussion. Why's this month asking else wise?" Y/n dug into the words. Meaning it in such a playful manner.

JJ laughed along, trying to ignore her heart beat. "Well you've done nothing but tend to me for the past six months. So you should get some say."

There was a hum in agreement. "I've thought a little bit, and all I thought of was Dakota or Henry." Y/n truthfully answered. Knowing that the decision was going to be JJ's no matter what.

"I like the sound of Henry, actually. How'd you think of it?" The blonde stood from her spot, knowing he would begin to kick again within a few minutes.

Y/n yawned, "I didn't think of it, he picked it." She so simply stated before her hands fell to JJ's back, pushing her towards the stairs. "I'm telling you, our best conversations are after you fall asleep."

"Listen, I've been with you on the whole baby whisperer but there's no way he chose his name." JJ was drawing the line of baby whisperer now. She slowly led upstairs, not noticing how Y/n's hand never left her back.

"Ok...back in college I double majored with criminal justice. I also have a PhD in philosophy. It's my retirement plan. But, one of the many philosophers I followed for a time was Henry of Ghent. I won't get into it, but he was an interesting philosopher. Made a big impact and I think so will he." Y/n gently poked JJ's side. A fond smile on her face as she thought of the next few years.

JJ was in awe. She knew Y/n to an extent but within the few months, she's met almost ever side of Y/n. And this new found knowledge of her smarts, it almost explained her always calm manor. Did she just question everything as well?

"A philosopher? You have some tricks up your sleeve still?" The blonde hummed out her question.

"I'm a jack of all trades," she whispered. If the two weren't as close as they were, the blonde would've missed it. Like how she missed the way Y/n was looking at her.

"Well I like it. Henry. Although what about a nickname?" She raised the next question. Opening the door and stretching her arms, her shirt lifted just barely.

Y/n caught the glimpse of skin. Wanting to reach out and touch, but knowing she would cause nothing but trouble if she did.

"You could call him 'Hen' for short...add a cluck or two after." Y/n smirked to her own joke. Not being quick enough from when JJ turned around to her arm getting whacked. "Hey!"

"Don't bully my kid," she squinted her eyes. Already beginning her night routine. "You could ask him?"

Y/n laughed from the bathroom attached to the room. She walked to the doorway with a fuzzy headband on her head, pushing her hair out her face. "Thought there was a line to my abilities?"

JJ, from the dressers, threw a look of pleading over. Standing straight up, tossing the clothes to the bed, and coming right up to Y/n. Standing toe to toe with the brunette who had a few inches on her. "There is, but prove me wrong."

Y/n heard the undertone. What it was fully, she didn't know, but she heard it loudly. "Challenging me?"

"Since day one."

And it was true in some sense. JJ had expressed early on she didn't believe in the sixth and seventh senses. They just sounded crazy and unrealistic. But as the months went on, it was clear Y/n did have these senses. How far they went, was something JJ wanted to know before the nine months was up.

Y/n's hand brushing back a strand of hair brought her back from her thoughts. She watched something swim in the e/c eyes that stared back at her. She saw it but couldn't pin it.

"You truly have been," Y/n huffed before leaving their moment. Heading deeper into the bathroom and leaving JJ to talk her heart down.

That night, Y/n had fallen asleep second. Leaving JJ to be awake by herself. It's how she found out her new favorite fact of Y/n. She likes to mumble in her sleep. But she didn't get to enjoy it too long as sleep soon took over her as well.

The next morning was the start of the final crunch. Three months, if all goes to plan, until the baby would be born.

JJ had woken to tiny feet kicking her from the inside. The second thing she noted was the lack of body heat next to her.

"Rise and shine! Happy Saturday! And boy do I have a question to ask you!" Y/n came in with tea and breakfast already made. The still half asleep blonde sat up. "Henry, still discussing nicknames, did decide on cinnamon Nutella crepes with strawberries. He's having a sweet tooth today. And his tea, just how he likes it."

The blonde couldn't help but blush at the tray sat down on her lap. "And your breakfast?" She raised a brow as Y/n sat down.

She made a quick oh before running to get her plate. Clearly eager to have a discussion. But it didn't come out right away, the question. Instead their breakfast was casual conversation.

"So, what was your question?" JJ asked as she finished her plate. "Absolute delicious by the way."

Y/n smiled as she cleared the plates. Taking a brief moment to run down to the kitchen and back up. "Have you thought of the nursery yet?"

The blue eyes went wide. "Oh my god, no. I didn't even consider a baby shower yet!"

"Perfect! Penelope is on her way to help us plan. We'll have it here of course. Whatever theme, well actually...Henry chose his theme already. I've explained him over the past few weeks different themes. And he chose pumpkins. Did I sway him based on the color scheme, maybe?" Y/n laid on her side as she explained everything. Hand propping her head up.

JJ was leaning on one hand, leaning closer to the other. "And this isn't you trying to pick the theme?"

Y/n looked up to her, "you wanna ask Henry?"

"Using that name free willing. How do you know I'll pick it?" She poked now. Enjoying their morning bicker.

The brunette made a thinking face, "maybe because I am some sort of telepath and I am able to read your thoughts. But..he'll kick in agreement with me. It's how we do. We locked in. One of the same mind." She began to joke a bit more.

It did earn her a laugh, one she enjoyed hearing very much. "If that's the case, how am I supposed to move out then? He'll never want to leave you."

There was a loud, echoing beat of silence. The two stared at each other. Like the night they knew their relationship was bound to change. The thought crossed their minds at the same time and the air suddenly became thick.

They were already so close.

Y/n sat up and a warm hand cupped JJ's right cheek. "Then don't leave...stay here with me." She was delicate with her words. A hopeful glimmer in her eyes that was begging more than her tone.

JJ could feel herself get choked up. These hormones were just horrible. Tears pricked her eyes as she leaned into the touch. "You couldn't possibly mean it?"

"I do. I..I find myself enjoying every moment with you here. It feels like a home actually. And even not for me..for him. Give him a home to grow up in." Y/n sounded a bit desperate to keep her. It was selfish and she knew that but it's what she wanted.

The blonde could read it off her body. The honesty and it warmed her entire body, feeling warmer when Y/n shuffled in her knees to be right there.

"Let me take care of you both..." she whispered. Her eyes dropped to the soft looking lips. How they were just barely parted. Then they snapped back up to JJ's.

They were watering as they sat there. Hearts beating as this was it. The moment they'd been beating around. The day their relationship was changing.

"Y/n..." JJ would faintly speak. Her eyes jumping all over. The other could sense her worries and knew she shared them as well, but everything has risks. Living in worries would lead nowhere.

The brunette close the gap. Pouring loads of affection into the kiss as she felt JJ kiss back. Smiles creeping on both their faces. Pulling back, they still smiled as they just looked at the other.

Y/n felt joy from her toes to every strand of hair. It's why she grabbed JJ's faces and kissed all over her face. Kissing away the few fallen tears. "I promise to protect you for everything I am. Both of you." She said right before placing another kiss to her lips.

JJ let adoration take over her face as she held the others face in her hands. "I know you will. You have already been and I can't thank you enough."

"You can thank me in kisses from now on?" She playfully raised a solution. Letting the blonde feel the heat that radiated off her cheeks with the blush.

"You can expect them more often," JJ began to get up. Turning to face Y/n who was risen on her knees at the edge of the bed. She sent a simple wink before getting off herself. "I'm going to change first, maybe shower as well."

"Let me know if you need anything," Y/n was about to leave the room. A hand holding her wrist stopped her. Her head turned as she questioned JJ.

There was this new look to her eyes. "It's hard to wash below the belly..."

Y/n turned a bright red once realizing what was being asked. Fingertips to her lips, she was shocked. "Are you sure? We don't have to really, that's not what I was trying to imply-,"

"Will you join me or not?" JJ cut off. Knowing that rambling could go on forever if she let it.

"Yeah...yes, yeah! Obviously." Y/n breathed out. Following the blonde into the bathroom, and she was thankful for having a spacious shower.

The air was silent as the water started. Both watched the other undress. Although, Y/n stared more. Her eyes not being able to tear away from the woman. Taking in every detail she could within the moment. How her boobs overfilled the bra, her thighs were more full, her belly smooth, her hair free from any styling, and a tiny bit of sleep in her eyes still.

She came close and slowly let a hand slip onto the belly as she smiled so wide JJ felt nothing but peace. "You are beyond beautiful."

That was the first shower the two shared, and JJ was instantly a fan of it. She enjoyed how Y/n was so cautious about where her hands went. Not overstep or rushing into anything. No, instead she did everything for JJ. Spoiling her with being able to just relax.

Out the shower was even better. All that she had to do was sit there while Y/n got her everything and hum her little tune.

"You enjoy this don't you?" JJ had asked. Never once letting her eyes leave Y/n. "Anytime you really like something you're doing, you hum. When you cook without headphones, you hum. At work when you're making the tea, you hum."

"Guilty. Took you long enough to catch onto that though. I've been humming around you for years." Y/n admitted, starting to dress herself. Her fingers carefully working at the buttons of the brown flannel. Tucking a bit of it into the grey sweats. "But besides that, Penelope is almost here. You take your time, but I will have a little fruit bowl cut up and ready for you."

"Is that how you know my thoughts? You've been working on being a telepath?" She laughed a bit, only because that's exactly what she wanted in the moment.

Y/n came over and placed a kiss to her lips, "oh absolutely. Why do you think we always had your coffee stalked specifically? I pay attention."

JJ rolled her eyes and pushed the other away. "Whatever."

She flashed a smile before disappearing downstairs. Beginning to get things ready for Penelope to come splay out all her party planning supplies. Which meant rearranging the downstairs to be open enough. Putting most effort into where the three would sit and look over everything.

It wasn't easy, but she knew it was beneficial. Y/n's seen the bubbly blonde plan before at her own house. It gets crazy. This time was no different either. She showed up, did her greetings and began to splay everything out.

Too engrossed in it, she missed the kiss the two shared as JJ came downstairs finally. Wearing one of Y/n's old college sweatshirts and a pair of sweats.

They began a hushed conversation as their guest kept working on laying everything out. "How long has she been here?"

"For at least fifteen minutes. Just know, it is opinion welcomed, but just know pumpkins were indeed my idea. Henry doesn't know anything about baby showers." Y/n came clean. Earning a wack to the arm.

JJ pointed her finger, "I knew you weren't that good."

Penelope spun around abruptly. "JJ! Mama of the shower! Are you ready to dive in?" Her smile was genuine and her hands clasped together.

With a hesitant nod, JJ walked over to the spot on the floor. Entering what might've been a planning nightmare to her.

~

It was any day now. Y/n wanted to stay back on most of the cases now, but JJ urged her to go anyways.

"It wouldn't serve them any good if we're both here. I will have Penelope by my side don't worry." JJ tried to reassure her every time. It did little to help, but it was enough to get her to go.

"Promise you'll call if anything changes?" Y/n had her bag slung over her shoulder. Eyeing the labor bag that was tucked under her desk.

JJ came from behind the desk. Being even shorter since she was free of her heels. Wearing the fuzzy slippers Y/n had bought her not too long ago. "Pinky promise. Now go," she placed a kiss, "save a girl." Playfully saluting, Y/n left the office.

Yet, she didn't. When the contractions started, she assumed it to be the false ones she's experienced before. So she brushed it off.

They only started after the jet had taken off for home. It would be another three hours before the team came back. Before Y/n came back.

As she sat next to Penelope, her hand held her stomach as she tried to avoid groaning (it didn't work). The friend picked up on these tiny groans after awhile. That's how they found out JJ was in labor.

But she wasn't ready. Y/n wasn't there and she needed her for this part. "I have to call Y/n..."

"From the car," Penelope ushered her out the bat cave. They walked through the halls quickly to get to the elevators, bumping into Emily and Jordan.

Emily furrowed her brows, "what's going on?"

Penelope beamed widely, "I am not a doctor, I don't even play one on tv, but JJ is going into labor!"

Emily shared the same smile now. Her head turning to look at Agent Todd. "I hope you're ready cause your job starts right now."

The two friends kept talking but the soon to be mother could only think of Y/n. Handles fumbling with her phone just to get the contact open. Each ring making her heart pound a little harder.

"Baby?" Her voice came through the phone. "What's up?" Face contorting, JJ groaned into the phone. "I assume Penelope and Emily are with you?" A small, pained, 'mm-hmm' was given. "Just breathe, it's gonna be ok. You've prepared for this. I will be there as soon as I can I promise you."

It was true, they've ran through everything together already. But when it came time to actually push, and there was still no sight of Y/n, JJ suddenly couldn't do it. This was too scary to face alone. Where was Y/n?

"I can't..." she whispered as the doctors came in. Her eyes were quick to look at Penelope. "No. I can't....where's Y/n?" The panic began to pick up and the room sensed it.

"The jet touched down awhile ago, she should be here any second now. But you have to breathe hun," Penelope tried to calm her. Her attempts doing nothing as she shook her head. "I'll have emily call her, but you have to calm down."

JJ felt the tears sting her eyes. Nobody was going to be there to hold her. They had talked about how they would do things together but now it was only her. The tears began to fall. "I need her. I don't know how to do this alone," she began to get even more worked up.

"She needs to calm down, the stress isn't good for her or the baby." The nurse whispered to Penelope.

It was agonizing for JJ to lay there alone. It tore Y/n apart knowing that as well. She was driving as fast as she could, tempted to turn the sirens on. But every turn felt like another, turn after turn, eventually leading to the hospital.

She was frantic with trying to get in. The lady at the desk could sense it as well as she gave up the room number. Watching as Y/n full sprinted to the stairs and up them. Bursting through the third floors door and towards the delivery room.

The sounds of JJ protesting to start pushing filling the silent hall. Y/n picked up her pace and barged in. The room turning to face her, but she was only looking to the blonde in bed.

"You're here!" She almost screamed. The tears falling finally as her hands gripped the side of the bed.

The brunette came closer, standing on the side of the bed, and placing a kiss to her forehead. "I am hunny," she calmed her. Hand slipping to hold hers and taking the squeezing.

"Alright Jennifer, you're ready to start pushing." The doctor finally came in. "Oh hello, you must be Y/n. Nurses can we get her ready?" They worked quickly. Scared honestly to take her too far away from JJ.

The team that came with sat in the lobby. Waiting for any update from the woman. "Ok...but did anyone else think they would've told us they gotten together?" Penelope raised. "Because coming in and calling her 'hunny'? It was almost natural, so it's been more than a week or two."

"Y/n is so that child's father." Emily sat down with a coffee in hand. "I'm just surprised that it took living with her for JJ to realize that she would've dropped everything ages ago."

"We'll factor in the job and she wouldn't have noticed if Y/n never feared her home." Hotch pitched into the building theory now. His eyes trained to his phone however.

Spencer came in shortly after. "How is she?" He didn't rush as fast from the jet to the hospital like Hotch and Y/n did. "Y/n make it in time?"

He sounded like he knew something and Emily and Penelope shared a look. "What do you know about those two?" One would ask.

He shrugged, "they've been dating since the start of the third trimester. They told me right away." He didn't see how important that information was.

Both women had their jaws dropped as the news had been broken. The lies they've been fed in that time as well. They had broken off into their own conversation. Discussing how they could've missed it and how well their teammates hid it. Also on reasons Reid would know first.

Spencer took the seat next to Hotch. "Did she make it though?" He asked, knowing how important this was to the both of them.

"She did. And those two came back saying it should be any minute." He gestured to Emily and Penelope. Then he looked back to the genius. "Why did they tell you first?"

"They said it was because they knew I wouldn't say anything anyways. Also because I caught them in JJ's office sharing a sweet moment." He explained.

The moment he had scene was Y/n whispering to Henry to calm down, JJ had been complaining of it for hours that day. Then right as he was about to knock, Y/n placed a kiss to the belly then shared one with JJ. Both smiling before realizing he was there. It left them with no choice but to mention it to him.

After that, the lobby fell into a peaceful silence as they waited. It was unlike the delivery room. Full of JJ's screams and puffing. Y/n's hands felt broken as she sat behind and encouraged her through everything.

But, she would admit, her broken bones were worth every second. Even as she brushed through JJ's hair as she finally could rest, she could only think of their future together now.

Pressing a soft kiss to her sweaty hairline. "You're amazing." She whispered into the others ear. "You're gonna be an amazing mom."

The blonde hummed in acknowledgement. Her hand slowly intertwining with Y/n's. "Thank you for everything." She felt the shift from behind her and groaned with confusion.

"You should get some rest. There's four agents who want to meet Henry." She explained her disappearing, placing another kiss to her forehead. "I'll be back in a few to sit by your side."

~

A few weeks had passed and it was a guessing game on who would come back first. Neither of the two had really mentioned anything to anyone.

"I'm placing bets it's JJ first. If it was love-sick Y/n, she would've mentioned her return in the group chat." Derek placed his money down. A twenty sat on Emily's desk, waiting for hers to accompany it.

"I place bet it's Y/n first," Rossi laid his while walking past. It surprised the two that he wanted in on it.

Emily had to think of a third out come suddenly. "I bet one of them resigns." She threw out the crazy possibility. Knowing she was loosing twenty in the end no matter what. Even the two men looked at her in question. Her only answer was a shrug and a lost 'I dunno'.

Meanwhile, JJ was up and getting ready for her return to work. Her heels clacking against the smooth wood into the kitchen. Smiling at the sight of Y/n dancing around Henry as she cooked for them.

"You teaching him some moves?" The blonde laughed as she found her cup of coffee. She moved to place a kiss to her baby's head. "Good morning, handsome boy."

Y/n beamed happily, "he already has them. I think it's from all the dancing we did. Good morning hun," the brunette spun around the island to give a morning kiss. "Are you ready for your return?"

JJ's smiled dropped slowly as she stared at Y/n. She was still in her pajamas and hardly ready for a day. "Are you sure this is what you want to do? No one is asking you to do this as much as I appreciate it."

Y/n lightly laughed, they'd been through this so many time within the last few weeks. "If I didn't want to leave, I wouldn't. But I know you love that job with everything in you and someone has to be here for Henry. And...maybe it's time I use my backup plan? The FBI was a good money plan that's given me a lot of skills, but I'm ready for a casual life."

The blonde searched for any sign there was a lie. That Y/n did want to come back with her. That it should be Y/n going back today and not her. But this is what she was choosing and there was no changing her mind.

So, she nodded and let the conversation go. "What do you have planned today?" Was the new topic.

Y/n plated the breakfast for the two of them, and the bottle for Henry. "Well, me and Henry are going to go out grocery shopping later. Then I'll come back and clean a little while he's down for a nap. But that's if I stick with the plan."

JJ hummed, "you truly are a blessing Y/n. The BAU will miss you." Her arms lazily wrapped around the others neck. "I'll miss you the most at work."

"Just gives you a good reason to come home at the end of everything. Two good reasons actually." She had a tiny smirk on her lips. "And because I can hear your worries, we'll be fine. I was an agent myself, I know how to kick ass. Oh but we should get a dog!"

The blonde shook her head at the sudden switch. Knowing these mornings would be her favorite moments. "I can't even tell you no, it's your house." She moved back to where her coffee mug sat.

Y/n playfully scoffed, "as if this is just my house." She came around from her spot and hugged JJ from behind. Placing a kiss to her shoulder, then her neck, then her ear.

The woman hummed in satisfaction. "You're right, it's a home. We just live in it." She joked. Remembering the first time that they realized it was their home.

"It's our home, baby." Y/n placed one more kiss to her head before slipping away again.

JJ knew this was when she would go change finally and get ready. It gave her time to sit with Henry and think of the luck she's been given. "She's right ya' know. It's our home." She spoke to the baby who just smiled to her. The blonde couldn't help the smile that came from her either. "You're gonna be in such good hands. We both are, we have been...we have someone who is our protector." The baby laughed

"Mm, I'll protect you till my final breath. Both of you." The other came back. She was in an old college sweatshirt and a pair of black leggings. Crew socks running up past her ankles.

She walked in closer to the two, placing a kiss to both their heads. Swearing in secrecy to literally put her life on the line for these two. That she was willing to give up her own life because of the love that swarmed her body every time they were near. Even when they weren't near, she still felt the connection flow so easily.

She sat in the stool right near the table. "You'll say hi to everyone for me right? Also before you tell them ask about the bet they probably have, I put money Rossi wins." Her smile was goofy but she knew the joke eased some nerves.

The blonde hummed softly, "you'll call if you need anything?" She stood and moved closer. Her hand coming to hold Y/n's face.

Her empty mug being taken into the others hands. "I promise to call. You promise not to worry too much?"

JJ chuckled before pressing a kiss to her hairline, "I'll try my best." She made work at getting ready to leave, tying her coat up by the front door.

Her hand grasped at the handle and before she could step forward, arms were around her holding her tightly. And then the realization hit in a little more. Y/n wasn't coming back to work with her. There would be a new open spot and there wouldn't be her on cases anymore. Honestly, a part of JJ felt like the other had this planned and it worked out in both their favors. So she turned and held her close and tight.

Both were suppressing the tears now. Yet, when they pulled away the brunette was smiling widely with glassy eyes. "Sorry, sorry. I just couldn't help it. Get home safe for me ok? I know I said I'd protect you, but I need you to stay alive to be protected, yeah?" JJ inhaled sharply and nodded her head. Words were only going to make her break and cry. "Ok," a kiss placed to her cheek. "Go. Get to work. Call me if you need anything, I love you. Get home safe. And ask about the bet."

The words of love almost were missed, but JJ caught them. They pushed the tears over and soon she was crying heavily while holding onto her girlfriend. Not caring if she was late before her first day back.

~

"Well look who's back first!" Derek wore his cocky grin as he walked to the small pile of twenties. Hand grabbing them and flaunting them around.

JJ shook her head, "she wanted me to ask about that. What was everyone's guess?"

Emily after rolling her eyes at the bald man sighed. "Derek said you'd come back first, Rossi said the other, and I said someone would resign."

She weighed everyone's chances of winning. "Well let me tell you, that one of you is right and it's not the man with the money." She tilted towards Derek who was still bragging. It really only left one answer and Emily shouted when she realized it.

"No!" Her eyes were wide and jaw was dropped. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" Her hands were thrown up into the air.

Penelope had just came in with the newspaper. "Oh Emily's dropping f-bombs before ten! What's the news?" She hurried over to the other two, eager to hear the new drama.

"I won the bet! And I'm not happy about it either!" She groaned before going up to Derek. Ripping the sixty dollars out his hand. "I'm not pleased to do this."

"Wait...but your bet.." her eyes jumped to JJ who was nodding at the unasked question. "She resigned?!"

The realization caused a heavy silence. Everyone focusing on the open desk. All her decorations were still on it but soon they wouldn't be. Everything felt surreal as they all knew Emily's side of the bet was truly a joke, but now that it was true they didn't think it funny anymore. The entire day was filled with quietness and sorrow filled glances to the vacant desk.

Towards the end, after going serial killer free, JJ's phone rang as she came into the bullpen. "Agent Jareau."

"Ooh so formal. Now I know you don't check your caller id." Her voice came through the phone. The smile she wore was evident. "Are you on your way home?"

"Yeah, everyone's finishing up right now. I should be back in like thirty minutes? Why? What's up?" The blonde slowed her pace and stood still in the moment. A flash of worry hitting her as soon as she finished asking.

JJ could hear the smile from through the phone. "You should invite everyone over for family dinner. Mostly because I may have cooked more than needed and need people to eat it all."

The blonde laughed lightly and looked over to her colleagues. "Right, well then you can expect everyone in twenty. I'll see you at home," she agreed and caught the attention of the group.

"Love you," was the last thing said before the line went dead.

JJ sighed as they waited expectingly for the invite. Almost like they knew what was being asked. "You've been invited to dinner by the chef. She expects your attendance."

They all cheered and were quick to pack everything up. Trailing slightly behind JJ who left five minutes before them.

It gave her enough time to make it home and catch a breather before they showed up. And when she walked through the front door, the delicious smell of fried chicken floated through the house.

"Babe?" She called into the house, being louder than the music that played. She moved further in, not surprised by the sight she saw.

Y/n danced around Henry in his high chair as she plated all the food. It looked like a feast with how much she actually made. Once she noticed JJ, her feet did their own dance over to her. Rising on her tiptoes to place a passionate kiss to her lips. "And the woman of the house is home!" She cheered, getting Henry to laugh and clap along. She pulled JJ towards the kitchen, letting her take in the smell up close. "I had an inkling you were feeling steak today."

The blonde side eyed her for a moment. "I thought the JJ senses only worked with the baby in me?"

"No they work because I love you, always have been loving you, always will be loving you." She gave her another kiss and slipped away to get wine glasses ready.

"Really? And when did you know you loved me?" JJ asked as she left to drop her bag in the study. Letting her hair free from the slick back ponytail and shaking out her hair.

Y/n looked into the air, like she was searching for the right memory. "The day Hotch sent me a photo of us on the jet. I never showed you or mentioned it because I didn't know how you were going to feel if I did." She confessed while grabbing more glasses.

JJ furrowed her brows before heading up to change and settle in. Only taking a few minutes as she only did change and let her hair loose of its ponytail. When she came down a glass was ready at the bottom of the stairs with her girlfriend smiling softly up at her.

"What was the photo of?" She had came back to the question of a few moments ago. Taking the glass and really kissing those lips she's missed seeing smile around every corner. "Hello, baby."

The delicate way the words were delivered made Y/n grow a shy smile and a heavy blush as telling the truth now seemed impossible. And even as she did try to look away and avoid it, JJ had her jaw and forced her eyes up. A curiosity swarming in her eyes that was darker than usual.

There was a giggle before she seriously stared up, schooling her features. "The first case you started to come to me about talking Henry to sleep, we were on the plane and...maybe the man who never sleeps saw us all snuggled up on the couch. The next day he brought me in and had asked about us and I mean basically what I'm saying is Hotch has been knowing before we even were official."

JJ's jaw dropped as the other sprinted from her grasp and back into the kitchen. Being saved by the doorbell that was left for the blonde to answer. As she walked closer, she called over the music. "You're so dead when they leave." And with that she opened the door. Inviting in their loving work family who were all ready for a feast.

~

"So you decided to leave, why?" Derek asked while leaning back. His right hand slung over the couch around Garcia, while his left pointed with his beer that he brought close to him shortly after.

She followed his moves and leaned back in the chair as well, her own drink being set on the small table off to the side. "Well, I know- we know how much she loves her job. I don't think she would be ready to say good bye like that so easily. Plus my body's beginning to age...I can't kick ass forever."

Reid furrowed his brows, "you're only 26? How can your body already be aging where you can't fight crime?"

She shrugged anyways, "it just did. I have a kid now, and a baby." She beamed widely while the room lightly laughed.

The stairs creaked, "you just call me childish?" JJ had an arched brow as she went to grab her wine glass and come over to the living room. She passed the chair and an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her down and carefully into another's lap.

"No, I'm calling you my baby." Y/n smiled even wider somehow. Body tingling with affection and warmth that consumed JJ.

"So what are you doing now?" Rossi raised the next question. "You seem to have a backup plan already, so out with it kid."

"I'm guest teaching at the college for philosophy. Along with a few guest lectures for the academy. It's just something slight to keep and extra flow." She had explained it so easily. The team wasn't oblivious to the softness in her voice as she spoke of her next career. It was like she was relieved from everything bad in the world. "I'll mostly just be around to be with Henry otherwise."

"And mama bear how does this make you feel?" Penelope furrowed her brows, curious on how the blonde was handling it so well. Unlike her who was going to fight it anyways.

JJ shrugged lightly and looked down to the other, "it's sad knowing I won't have someone tending to my needs like her. Otherwise, it's comforting knowing someone will always be able to protect Henry."

"Yeah, but think of the homage meals you'll come home to now. Kid knows how to cook, makes me wonder why I'm the only one giving lessons?" Rossi raises a brow. "Seriously, why the holding out? We could've been sharing recipes."

The chef laughed, "because my cooking was nothing compared to yours when I started. I learned in silence so I could do this one day." It was earnest of her. Their family sat in her living room enjoying the time they had of just peace. Glasses full of drinks as they chatted about freely. Sharing stories and laughter that chased away the reality of their jobs. "To the day I could cook for my family."

Penelope gushed as she began to fan her face. "Sugar you're too sweet!" She laughed and a few joined her. Derek had pulled her closer in a hug.

"We'll miss you," Hotch had mentioned. He raised his glass towards where she sat. Everyone joined in as well. A silent toast given in her regards.

"Yeah, yeah, enough sappiness people! I'm not dying or anything, I'm always around still. You'll know where to find me and I'll always have something cooked." She nodded with a wide smile. "My rule is though, you can't bring work talk in here. Home is a sacred place."

"It's gonna cost ya..." Emily shrugged while looking for an offer to balance it out. Even if it Y/n's house, she was going to try and get something knowing how much they talked about work.

She rolled her eyes once more, "I literally said I'd always have a meal cooked for you! Was that not enough?"

"You have to send leftovers with JJ since we won't be here every single night." Derek pointed, Emily snapped and agreed instantly.

"Yea..yea leftovers get sent out way." Emily repeated it and it made the room laugh at the antics.

Their conversations continued on until glasses began to empty and everyone began to head home. Exchanging hugs as they went. And eventually it was just the two back on the couch leaning against the other.

"I love you, you know that right?" Y/n had hummed before sipping on her drink, they had decided one more to end the night.

"I wouldn't have ever doubted it." JJ nuzzled her nose against the others neck, placing a soft kiss to her pulse point. "And I love you."

The vibrations from Y/n's hum tickled against her lips. But when she pulled away her smile had slightly faltered at the sudden appearance of the black box. "What's that?" She whispered.

"A gift, a promise." Was all she was given. With a shaky hand she opened the lid, revealing the citrine ring that was surrounded by a few diamonds. It was eye capturing but just enough to not be too much. "It's citrine."

"Henry's birthstone."

"When the time is right, I plan to get you another ring. I promise I'll get you another ring because I promise to never leave you. I know we've had this conversation, but I want you to know and have evidence I mean it. I love you beyond my words. I love Henry beyond my words. I want you both in my life till forever runs out." She simply spoke. Her hands reaching for the ring and slipping it onto JJ's slender fingers. There she kissed the rock on her hand. "I promise my all to you Jennifer Jareau."

[ashtheketchum]

●Magic water●

Senku Ishigami X FEM.Reader

Summary: The village wants to take a break after all the hard work. So Senku creates some "magic water", also called alcohol.

Warnings: +18 CONTENT, FEM.Reader, mention of alcohol, missionary, VIRGIN Reader, VIRGIN Senku, no love just sex

A/N: I was gone for a long time and I´m very sorry :`D But now I come back and I also try something new! (Daryl is still in my heart and he will come back, don´t worry <3) Soooo, I hope you all like some anime content :3

Words: 3,1k

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PoV Senku:

I sat in my bed with a pounding headache. Well, if you could call it a bed, it was just a blanket and a pillow on the floor. God, my arms felt heavy and I felt sick. What the hell was wrong with me yesterday? And what the fuck was going on in the night?

When I looked around, I saw that I was in my house. Everything was quiet outside, my workers- uhm, I mean the rest of the villagers were still asleep. On the floor next to us, there were a few jugs on the floor and my clothes too. Holy Einstein, it looked like there was a huge tornado here. But what I found particularly strange was that there were other clothes lying next to my clothes. "What the…?"

At that exact moment, I felt someone snuggling up to my arm. I jumped briefly before looking down at (Y/N). She was lying naked next to me, with bite marks on her neck and shoulders and her hair all messy. She was sleeping soundly, breathing calmly and snuggled up in a second blanket. It didn't take long before I put two and two together and my face turned bright red. To be sure, I pulled the blanket off me and by Einstein, my guess was right! Damn-!

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PoV (Y/N):

Senku had forced us to work again. Well, what does forced mean? We liked working for him, but sometimes he seemed to feel too powerful. And today was no different. We were supposed to grind some purple grapes until a liquid like that was created. A few villagers had wished for a nice evening after all the successes we had achieved. The science kingdom was getting bigger and stronger and soon we would be able to really kick this Tsukasa's ass. But understandably we all wanted a break, just to have fun for an evening and Senku took this request to heart. Maybe he wasn't such a bad person after all.

"(Y/N), you're staring again," I heard Kohaku whisper to me. My cheeks immediately turned bright red and I looked away from Senku. Kohaku had to see everything too… "Let me…" I muttered quietly to myself, which only made Kohaku smile. "Oh man, you really couldn't have picked anyone better, could you? Why Senku, what's so great about him?" Kohaku asked me. To be honest, I didn't really have an answer and if I did, I could probably talk for hours about how great Senku was. But I didn't want to do that. So I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Okay, that should be enough! Now we shake the liquid into a huge bucket!" we heard Senku shout loudly. Kohaku and I just nodded in agreement before we each took a container and shook all the liquid into a huge bucket. Before we could even ask what it was all for, Senku sent us away. "I have to concentrate on this, if one thing goes wrong, all the work will have been in vain!" said Senku. I just nodded at him and turned to leave. But behind me I heard Kohaku talking to him. She asked him what exactly his plan was and I couldn't help but feel jealousy inside me.

I knew Kohaku and Senku didn't want anything from each other, but I was still jealous. I was jealous of Kohaku for being able to talk to Senku so easily. I could only stand quietly next to Senku, listen to him, nod, or shake my head. It frustrated me, it frustrated me so much. But inside I hoped that tonight everything would be better.

After several days, we had prepared a huge table in the village, which was full of food and empty cups were also there. We were all waiting for this magical water, which we had been waiting for and preparing for days. Senku called it alcohol or wine. "(Y/N), go help Senku carry the magical water!" Chrome called to me. Confused and a little excited, I nodded to him before going to the bridge. On the other side of the bridge I saw Senku trying to lift the huge bucket. He was having huge problems, you could see it.

So I went over to him, giggling. "Do you need help?" I asked him. My voice made him look up and hum quietly. A little sweat ran down his forehead. "Oh, (Y/N)… yes, that would be nice," he murmured quietly and knelt down again. With a nod, I went to the other side, knelt down as well and then we both lifted the bucket. Senku groaned briefly before we slowly walked over the bridge. "I wanted to thank you…" I suddenly blurted out. When Senku looked at me confused, I turned bright red again and looked away from him. "Thank you? For what?" he asked again. "N-n-well, for…! Y-you're treating us to this evening…" I murmured quietly. Senku just remained silent before nodding. "No problem," he finally said.

When we had carried this bucket over, we put it next to the table and opened it. I immediately saw the magical liquid, a dark color. "The alcohol isn't like the one from the old world… but we don't want to get too drunk," explained Senku. He really liked explaining scientific things, even when no one was listening to him. "It will definitely taste good," I said as I took the first empty cups and filled them with this alcohol. The first people came over to take the cups from me and hand them out. But the children didn't get any.

Within a few moments, we were all drunk, as Senku called it. Our cheeks were bright red, we were slurring something to ourselves, we were more honest and we were also a bit clumsy. Chrome and Ginro were half lying on the table and snoring loudly while Kohaku and I were just discussing something. "You know… y-you should talk to Senku…" Kohaku suddenly suggested. I hiccupped loudly before I looked at her uncertainly. Then I briefly looked at Senku, who was also sipping the magical liquid, but he seemed relatively sober. "S-sure…?" I asked uncertainly. Although I had probably already had several cups of alcohol, I still wasn't brave enough to confess my feelings to Senku.

"Just do it!" and with these words Kohaku pushed me towards Senku. Startled, I stumbled a little before I cleared my throat and walked towards Senku. My heart was pounding in my throat, but somehow I felt dizzy. As if everything around me didn't exist. As if there was only Senku and me. "S-senku…!" I then called, even though I wasn't even close to him. We were at least ten steps away from each other. But the scientist heard me and looked up. Our eye contact remained firm until I stood in front of him and took a deep breath. "I-I want to… w-get away from you…!" I then stuttered. Senku mumbled something to himself briefly before he stood up, cracked his neck briefly and then nodded. "Yes, okay…"

We walked over the bridge to his lab, which was also his house in a way. He had a hammock in his lab, but I could imagine that he hardly slept. Sometimes he had such big bags under his eyes that I thought he was going to drop dead. But Senku had himself really well under control. "So?" his voice pulled me out of my brief trance and I flinched. Then I slowly turned to him, he looked a little bored. But I could also see a slight red shimmer on his cheeks. Was he drunk too? He looked so calm… "II�� I just wanted to tell you that I…" my voice kept faltering as I suppressed my slurring. I felt a little uncomfortable speaking so unclearly.

"I-I think you're really hot!", I suddenly blurted out. But my expression changed to one of shock. Why did I say that so suddenly, was I stupid!? Damn it, what had that magical water done to me!? "You… uhhh…" came Senku's quiet reply. He seemed pretty overwhelmed and his cheeks took on a slight red tinge. Did the magical water work on him after all?

Swallowing nervously, I slowly walked towards him until I was standing right in front of him. Senku just looked down at me before grabbing my arms. "(Y/N), I don't think that-!", before Senku could reply, I pressed my lips against his. I could also taste the magical water on his lips, and coupled with the kiss, I felt even drunker. But instead of Senku pulling away, he returned my kiss even more deeply. When I gasped in surprise, he pressed his tongue into my mouth and I felt like my head was spinning, just like the whole world. Our tongues played around each other before Senku pulled back and we both panted heavily. "S-senku-!" "Well… I have to…", I didn't understand him any further, as Senku led us both to his hammock.

"Take that off…" Senku murmured softly against my lips. A cold shiver ran down my spine before I nodded and took off my clothes. While I was taking them off and holding the clothes in my hands, Senku had laid a blanket on the floor and a pillow. My insides were tingling. He was preparing everything to perform the act of love with me.

I had read about it in a book before. Children are created when a man injects his sperm into a woman and the sperm then penetrates her egg. It sounded scary somehow, but we had so many children in the village that it couldn't be that bad. So I pulled myself together.

While I was lost in thought, Senku had also taken off his robe. I looked at his body with greedy eyes. Although he had no stamina and was a complete failure at sports, Senku was really well built. I licked my lower lip briefly before throwing my robe somewhere and walking towards him again. In the background I heard something fall to the floor, but I ignored it and so did Senku. Although he only dropped it, he didn't hesitate for a second to press me into the blanket and kneel over me. His red eyes scanned my entire body up and down until he finally stopped at my middle. His gaze was so intense that I had to press my legs tightly together, but Senku stopped me by grabbing my thighs and spreading my legs.

"Stay like that… I want to be able to see everything…" he murmured quietly, but seemed to be far too focused. It almost seemed as if he wanted to examine my body. But before I could say anything, Senku lowered his head and licked my middle. He hit some spot that made me gasp immediately. "O-oh, Senku…!" I gasped loudly. My reaction made Senku look up before he let out a small "I see…" But my head felt far too foggy to notice anything exactly. I only felt the incredible feeling that Senku gave me.

Again and again he licked that one spot that made my insides contract and made me moan. My hands stroked the blanket that was beneath me before going to Senku's hair and grabbing him. I greedily pressed him closer to my lip, which made the brilliant scientist moan. His moan made me arch my back and I gasped again. Slowly I propped myself up on my elbow to look down. But before I could even see what Senku was doing to make me feel so good, he pulled away from me again and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Lie down…" he murmured quietly, his voice a little rougher and deeper. My body immediately shook, but I nodded immediately and lay down again.

Senku rested his arms next to my head and looked down at me. His eyes, which usually shone in the sunshine, were very dark and seemed much more intense. When he lay down between my legs, I swallowed hard as I felt his penis against my abdomen. However, it didn't seem hard yet, at least not completely. "I guess… you've never had anything like this before?" Senku asked quietly. In response to his question, I just shook my head. "No… b-but you haven't either, have you…?" In response to my question, Senku also shook his head. So neither of us had ever had an experience like this before. So it would be the first time for both of us.

"Will it hurt…?", my voice was quiet, uncertain and hesitant as I asked this question. Although Senku had never had it before, I hoped that he had an answer to my question. Like always. Senku always had an answer. "… I don't know… probably…", Senku whispered quietly. Before I could reply, his penis was already pressing against my center and I had to gasp sharply. We both looked down briefly before Senku looked deep into my eyes. While we maintained eye contact, he pushed his half-hard member into me. "Fuck…", Senku cursed quietly the deeper he sank himself. There was a stronger red glow on his cheeks.

"S-senku…!", an unpleasant feeling spread in my abdomen and I held on tightly to his arms. My legs were shaking and, to be honest, I didn't know where to put them. Or whether I should stretch them out. Swallowing hard, I finally decided to simply spread my legs further so Senku could press his pelvis more firmly against mine. Whimpering softly, I squeezed my eyes shut while Senku buried his face in my shoulder. Only in a daze did I notice that he was biting my skin. "T-that's… not what I expected…" I heard Senku whisper softly. Before I could reply, Senku grabbed my legs, wrapped them around his hips and then slowly moved inside me.

I could still feel the slight pain, but when Senku started to move, the pain quickly faded. I could even feel his member getting harder inside me. Soft moans and gasps escaped me, Senku growled softly against my skin and moved a little faster. My grip on my legs tightened, as did his bites into my skin. My own hands ran down his back and through his hair, never staying in one place. ,,S-senku…! That feels… incredible…~!" I moaned softly, gently tugging on his hair. This made Senku look at my face. His expression showed pure lust and desire.

His cheeks were very flushed, his eyebrows were slightly knitted together, and his mouth was slightly open. A few loose strands of hair hung in his face, making him look even hotter. "Surprisingly… very good…" Senku agreed. Then he moved his pelvis even faster, the slapping of our skin getting louder, just like my moans. If I wasn't so drunk, I probably would have worried about being heard. But that was the last thing on my mind at the moment. While I was moaning, panting, and whimpering loudly, Senku only let out quiet growls or moaned quietly once or twice. It was almost as if he was completely focused on me and wanted to hear everything.

After several minutes of just looking deeply into each other's eyes and giving ourselves over to each other, I felt my lower abdomen contract. It felt strange, almost wrong, but my desire didn't pass for a second. Since I didn't know what this feeling was, I gently pulled on Senku's hair. The scientist had closed his eyes to better surrender to the feeling, but when he felt me ​​pulling on his hair, he opened his eyes. "I-I have… a-a strange feeling inside me~…" I moaned quietly. Senku immediately stopped moving and looked at me confused and curious. "What kind of feeling? Where do you feel it?" he asked me curiously. He looked me up and down before his eyes landed on mine again. "I-it feels like… my insides are about to burst… M-my stomach…" I murmured quietly. At my answer, Senku sighed quietly, but then nodded and buried his face in my shoulder again. He had already bitten it raw, just like my neck.

"Everything's okay…~," Senku moaned softly and moved inside me again. His thrusts had become a little more irregular and sloppy. Heavy panting and breathing escaped him as he began to sweat profusely. "I-is everything okay~…?" I asked quietly, trying my best not to be too loud. But Senku just nodded and kissed my cheek. This made my heart beat even faster than it already was. "Yes, I~…! Ah, fuck~… I'm just about to come~…", his answer made me pause briefly in confusion, but I ignored it. It was probably some kind of speech I still had to learn. So I just nodded so as not to ruin the mood. "I-me too~…" I said quietly.

After three more thrusts, the oppressive feeling in my abdomen burst and I moaned loudly. Senku gasped in shock before he pulled out of me and shot his sperm onto my stomach. I immediately let my head fall into the pillow and I breathed heavily. His sperm literally burned on my skin while Senku fell next to me. "That was... incredible..." I sighed loudly and grinned broadly. Unbelievable! I had sex with Senku! I couldn't be happier right now!

"Yes, but… I imagined sex to be much more… annoying…", Senku muttered quietly before grinning triumphantly. Then he took his robe and wiped the cum from my stomach. Then he threw it in a corner, turned to me and closed his eyes. "Sleep… your body needs it…", Senku just muttered before we both fell silent. But I was far too excited to even think about sleeping! Or so I thought… because within a few seconds I was fast asleep.

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PoV Senku:

Damn, I never thought I would go this far with (Y/N)! But I had to admit to myself… that sex felt incredibly good. Not love, love was still a very strange feeling for me, but sex felt incredible! Maybe I could have sex with (Y/N) more often… she certainly wouldn't mind.

[moneymartin]

teen gf Shauna headcanons pleaseee

🐶 - losergf!shauna hcs

warnings: mostly fluff but a lil smut under the divider :p

a/n: i know u didn’t ask for loser but shauna shipman is soooo loser girlfriend u cannot tell me otherwise. kinda messy and trash… i’m so sleepy rn i’m writing this half awake nd lowk a lil drunk UGH

taglist: @deerlottie @ultrone

my brown eyed beautiful baby where do i even start.

def the most athletic yj i will stand by this till the day i die

MUSCLE MAMAAAA

rolls up the sleeves of her flannels so you can see her muscles pop 😮‍💨

not a gym freak though but she works her arms 100%

cuddlebug fosho

little spoon and you can argue with me about that all you want this girl loves to be held

when she big spoons though she’s burying your face into her chest all the time

she plays with your hair tho no doubt abt it

even when you’re cuddling her instead

super soft kisses all over you while you doze off

sleeps after you do just to make sure cause sometimes you end up sleeping a lil too hard and she needs to make sure you aren’t dead

well thats what she thinks.

wakes up early even though she sleeps the latest out of the both of you

when you sleep for way too long she ends up full on wrestling you until you wake up

music geek

she def loves the smashing pumpkins, radiohead, the cranberries, the cure, mazzy star, jeff buckley, pavement, the cardigans. artists and bands of that genre

had a walkman like nat’s that you guys share on walks together

also has a vinyl player that she keeps at hers so you could listen to music with her when you come over

writes about you in her journal while she listens to the music

also writes these cute little love letters for you and she’ll write what songs she listened to while writing

sleepovers all the time though she’s one of those girls

drives you all over the place too

no matter how far so that you know she truly loves you

she goes absolutely nuts when you’re wearing her clothes i fink

esp her flannels

the moment you’re seen wearing one she can only think about taking it off of you cause it looks so good 😞

loves when you wear her jersey too

or her letterman jacket

funny sock gal

wears the one w monster faces on em or something like that

south park socks… hmo

SMARTY PANTS

got accepted into brown for a reason

she’s always helping you with assignments in case they’re too hard

she runs through them so fast though it actually baffles you to how she can do it

book geek too

has probably read harry potter a million times

edgar allan poe is her main dude she def likes poems and stuff from him

genuinely has a momma instinct

before you even get sick she tells you to be careful with the cold

and you don’t listen.

so you do end up getting sick and she has to take care of you until you’re all better

babies you but is also teasing you cause you didn’t listen to her warnings about it 😭 she could tell beforehand that you were gonna get sick

unlike lottie i think shauna has the ability to cook and stuff like that

not a 5 star chef but she’s good enough for you

being touchy in her public is her thangggg

you guys are always touching somehow

pinky holding, interlocked arms, holding hands, her just grabbing your wrist. she’s always gotta hold you no matter whaaaat

not very possessive but definitely a jealous person

makes it known she’s jealous w her attitude

has those anger issues we all know it

is not afraid to make a scene in front of a bunch of people she will cuss someone out for even looking at you

but she’s just jealous cause she’s really insecure :( poor girl my god

she thinks that the people you talk to are better than she’ll ever be

you have to reassure her countless of times so she can feel better about herself cause she’s always questioning you abt it

she loves little make out seshes behind the bleachers

its def the thrill of being caught like she loves that so much 🥸

when she kisses you she isn’t rough i think she’s very gentle actually

caressing your jaw and cheeks so you know she’s there and its not just some dream 😭

loves sitting on your lap while kissing cause it makes her feel like she’s the one in charge

also cause your hands are always in the spots where she wants them without her having to ask

biting…

teeth marks EVERYWHERE!!!

dom fosho but that’s not relevant rn

during arguments this girl is ruthless

not because she wants to hurt you but it’s because she’s always bubbling up

bottles up everything cause she’s afraid people won’t listen to her

but she’ll apologize eventually after if it looks like whatever she said got to you

won’t mean anything she tells you she just gets so mad at everything cause she can’t express herself as well :(

she regrets it so fast too like she’s immediately saying sorry afterwards

def a lace girly

loves showing off her new sets for you…

red black and white are the favs

OUUHHH

whiny as fuck but also holds her noises in cause she thinks they’re embarrassing

PANTER AND GROANER FOR SUREEEE

switch i think

like if she really wanted to she could top you but she’d rather be a power bottom

have you ride her strap or whatever…

its blue.

loves when you eat her out though cause she gets to pull on your hair

makes you talk her through it and when you’re topping but when she tops shes SO bold

she loves when you praise her thats the only thing she wants to hear from you during it

makes you kiss around her tits for sure

thats where she always wants you to be

when she’s jealous you’re constantly asking if she’s okay which leads into an argument

meaning that it’ll probably lead into really hot angry sex from her

the car scene really spoke to me

initiates everything too

anyways i’m done i’m so tired

[minxmut-cafe]

SUCCUBUS

Pairing : Jimin x Reader

Authors note : I'm pretty sure I was drunk when I wrote this. Soooo ignore any typos lmao. Also I have a Kofi account linked on my Master list. If you like my writing be sure to check it out. Your support means the world to me

Warning : Suggestive tones. Jimin is suffering from success. Mentions of cock, innuendos and MINORS DNI.

Synopsis : " When Jimins sweet, innocent, girlfriend is an actual devil in disguise "

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Jimin was a strong man.

Or at least, he used to be.

Now? Now, he was a shell of the man he once was.

Exhausted. Drained. Depleted.

And it was all your fault.

Ever since he became your first, you had turned into something else entirely. A beast. A creature that needed him constantly, day and night, as if he was oxygen and you would simply perish without him.

And for a while? He took it as a compliment. Of course you wanted him—he was your first, your only, the only man who had ever touched you, ever made you feel that way.

But now?

Now, he was practically limping around the house, chugging protein shakes like they were holy water, staring at his reflection in the mirror wondering if this was how ancient kings felt before they dropped dead in battle.

And you?

You were thriving.

So much so that when he finally sat you down, hands clasped together like a man about to deliver his final words, you just blinked at him, all sweet and innocent like you hadn’t been riding him like a mechanical bull the night before.

“Y/N,�� he started, inhaling through his nose. “We need to talk.”

You tilted your head. “Okay.”

Jimin steeled himself. “Baby, I love you. But—”

Your eyes narrowed instantly. “But?”

Jimin winced. “You have to understand,” he continued, carefully, so carefully, “I am a man. A human man. And unlike you, my body has limits.”

You pursed your lips. “That’s your fault.”

Jimin froze.

“…Excuse me?”

You folded your arms. “This wouldn’t be a problem if you were bad at it.”

Jimin’s soul momentarily left his body.

“Baby, that is not the—”

“You took my virginity, Jimin,” you interrupted, tilting your head. “You awakened the monster.”

Jimin opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

His brain short-circuited.

“The—what?”

You placed a delicate hand on your chest, blinking up at him so sweetly it was a crime. “The monster, Jimin. You woke her up.”

Jimin wanted to scream.

“This is not—baby, listen to me, I am literally physically suffering.”

You huffed, arms crossed. “Well, I am suffering too.”

He stared. “How are you suffering?”

You jutted your lip out. “Because the monster is hungry.”

Jimin felt something inside him snap in half.

A deep, tired, exhausted exhale left his lips, and he physically pressed his fingers into his temples.

“Oh my God.”

Meanwhile, you continued to glare at him like a wife who just found out her husband forgot their anniversary. “I don’t think you understand what you’ve done, Jimin.”

“No, I understand perfectly what I’ve done,” Jimin hissed, looking at you like you were an actual demon. “And I’m paying for it.”

You narrowed your eyes. “So what you’re saying is that you don’t love me anymore.”

Jimin threw his head back in agony.

“THAT IS NOT WHAT I SAID.”

And yet, you were still pouting, lower lip trembling, fingers curling around the hem of your dress as if you were suffering, "certainly feels like it..."

And Jimin, weak, weak, weak man that he was, sighed in defeat.

“…Goddammit, Y/N.”

That’s how he ended up back in bed, limbs tangled with yours, watching as his soul ascended into the next life.

And as he stared at the ceiling, body completely spent, he could swear he saw the grim reaper in the corner of the room.

He was a man of principle, of discipline, of self-control.

And yet, he had nothing left.

Absolutely nothing.

Not when you—his sweet, precious, soul-sucking girlfriend—had officially drained him of his life force.

He was one session away from perishing in this bed.

So, drastic measures had to be taken.

That’s why, as you sat beside him, eyes twinkling with that look, lips curling in that too-sweet smile—he held up a hand.

“No.”

You blinked. “No?”

“No.”

A pause.

A deadly pause.

Then—

“…What do you mean no?”

Jimin inhaled deeply, preparing himself.

“You,” he said, slowly, firmly, “are on a ban.”

Silence.

A horrifying, bone-chilling silence.

Then—

“...A ban?”

Jimin clenched his jaw. “A ban.”

You squinted. “A ban from what, Jimin?”

“You know what.”

A slow blink. Then, voice innocent:

“I don’t think I do.”

Jimin let out a long, exhausted exhale.

“A sex ban.”

Your entire body recoiled.

Like you had been personally insulted.

Like he had just kicked a puppy in front of you.

“…Excuse me?”

Jimin sat up straighter, bracing himself.

“You heard me.”

You gaped at him. “You’re banning me??”

“Yes.”

“From you??”

“Yes.”

“Jimin.”

“Y/N.”

You gasped, placing a dramatic hand on your chest. “You can’t do that!”

“I can and I will.”

“This is cruel and unusual punishment.”

“This is called self-preservation.”

You huffed, crossing your arms.

“This is so unfair,” you muttered.

Jimin just shook his head, rubbing his temples.

“I need you to learn self-control.”

You scoffed. “Me??”

“Yes, you.”

You huffed, looking away. “That’s your job.”

Jimin paused.

“…What?”

Your pout deepened, eyes narrowing.

“You heard me,” you muttered. “You’re supposed to make me feel limp and exhausted. You’re supposed to leave me so tired that I can’t even think about it.”

Jimin’s eye twitched violently.

Then he pointed accusingly at you.

“SEE??” he cried. “SEE WHAT I MEAN?? YOU’RE DEMONIC.”

You scowled.

“I am not demonic.”

“Yes, you are! You are a menace! An actual succubus!”

You pouted, glaring at him like a disappointed teacher.

“This is what happens when you’re too good at it,” you muttered under your breath.

Jimin threw his hands up.

“THERE YOU GO AGAIN.”

You huffed, turning away with a sassy little wiggle, mumbling, “Should’ve just been bad at it.”

Jimin groaned, rubbing his face.

“You are unhinged.”

“And you are a traitor.”

“I am trying to keep us alive.”

“No, you’re just torturing me.”

Jimin groaned louder, throwing himself onto the bed, covering his face with a pillow.

This ban was going to kill both of you. Mostly you

SEX BAN DAY 1 :

Jimin had been strong. Resolute. Unshakable.

For exactly four hours and thirty-two minutes.

Then he noticed the way you were sitting at the kitchen table.

Sulking.

With a bowl of snacks clutched in your hands.

Just staring at him.

Like a malnourished, starving, abandoned puppy outside a restaurant window.

His eye twitched.

You slowly popped another chip into your mouth, crunching aggressively.

Jimin sighed, rubbing his temples.

“Y/N.”

Crunch.

Jimin closed his eyes for patience.

“Y/N, you can’t keep looking at me like that.”

You tilted your head, eyes glassy with suffering.

“Like what?”

Jimin pointed at you.

“Like I’m a five-course meal.”

You gasped, placing a dramatic hand on your chest.

“I would never objectify you like that.”

A pause.

Then, voice quiet.

“…But if I could just have one bite—”

“OH MY GOD.”

Jimin turned away, frustrated, dragging his hands down his face.

You just huffed, stuffing another chip in your mouth.

“I told you this would happen,” you muttered.

Jimin groaned, pacing the kitchen. “Y/N, you’re not gonna die.”

“Easy for you to say.” You threw another chip in your mouth, chewing aggressively. “You’re not the one suffering.”

Jimin scoffed. “Suffering??” He whirled around, pointing at himself. “You think I’m not suffering??”

You squinted.

“…You don’t look like you’re suffering.”

Jimin gasped in outrage.

“Oh? OH??” He yanked up his hoodie. “LOOK AT THESE DARK CIRCLES. LOOK AT THIS WEAKENED FORM.” He gestured wildly to himself. “I AM A SHELL OF A MAN, Y/N. AND LET ME TELL YOU, SHOWERING WITH A SCRATCHED UP BACK IS NO CHILD'S PLAY"

You huffed, popping another chip in your mouth.

“Well, maybe if you hadn’t unleashed the beast, this wouldn’t be happening.”

Jimin’s jaw dropped.

He pointed at you, eyes narrowing.

“SEE. SEE??” His voice rose in frustration. “YOU KEEP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT. THIS ISN’T NORMAL, Y/N.”

You just pouted harder, staring at him like he was a forbidden buffet.

Then, voice mournful:

“…You taste better than chips.”

Jimin screamed into his hands.

SEX BAN DAY 2 :

Jimin had thought Day 1 was bad.

Day 2 ? worse.

Because you—his sweet, cursed, insatiable girlfriend—had officially entered the sighing phase.

You were sighing at everything.

At him.

At the couch.

At the sky.

At existence itself.

And to make it worse?

You were stress drinking juice pouches like a woman on the brink of collapse.

Jimin sat across from you at the dining table, arms crossed, watching in deep concern as you aggressively slurped down your fourth juice pouch in five minutes.

You caught his stare, eyes glazed over in suffering.

Then—another long, mournful sigh.

Jimin groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Y/N, for the love of god, stop sighing.”

You huffed, stabbing another straw into a juice box. “I’ll stop sighing when I’m happy, Jimin.”

Jimin threw his hands up. “It’s been one day.”

“You don’t understand my pain.”

“Oh my god.”

You tilted your head back, taking an obnoxiously loud sip.

Then, eyes locking onto his, voice soft and dreamy—

“…You know what I’d rather be slurping on?”

Jimin whipped around so fast his neck nearly snapped.

“STOP.”

You just sighed again, staring longingly at him while sipping dejectedly.

Jimin groaned, pressing his hands into his face.

You took another slow, suffering sip.

“…Doesn’t taste the same.”

“Y/N, I SWEAR TO GOD."

SEX BAN DAY 3 :

Jimin was done—he had reached his breaking point.

It was supposed to be a peaceful morning. A quick shower, a few minutes of quiet. But of course, nothing could ever go that smoothly.

As soon as he stepped into the bathroom, he heard the soft scraping of a stool.

He didn’t even need to look. He just knew.

It was like a horror movie—he could feel the tension creeping in as he turned the water on, preparing for the inevitable.

You were in there.

Again.

And you weren’t just sitting there. You were watching him.

Not in some innocent way, no.

You were staring at him, not bothering to hide the way your eyes traced every inch of his body.

It wasn’t subtle. It wasn’t coy.

You were sitting on the stool, staring at his ass.

It was like the world around him disappeared.

“Y/N,” Jimin muttered, not even turning around. “Why?”

You sighed, dreamily, eyes glued to his cock, “You’re just so… perfect.”

He didn’t even flinch. Not anymore.

“I’m just trying to shower, Y/N.”

But you didn’t care. You were too busy sighing and practically melting at the sight of him.

He hated it.

No, he loved it. But he hated how it was making him feel—how he could feel his body reacting to your stare even as he tried to pretend he was unaffected.

By the time he was rinsing the shampoo from his hair, you were practically leaning forward on the stool, eyes locked onto him like you were about to devour him.

Jimin exhaled slowly, trying to ignore it. He really did. But his patience was nonexistent at this point.

He finished his shower, wrapping a towel around his waist, and started drying off.

And then you hit him with it.

You waggled the churro in your hand, a glint in your eye, before casually letting it dip into the chocolate sauce.

He had been bracing himself for everything, but this—this caught him completely off guard.

“Y’know,” you said, in the most casual tone, “what else is really long ,hard and deliciously thick that could use a little dip in chocolate sauce?”

Jimin’s head snapped around, eyes widening in complete shock.

“What—what the hell did you just say?!”

You just smiled, completely unfazed by his outburst, and took another slow bite of the churro, keeping your eyes locked on his.

“Just saying,” you said sweetly, “I think it’d be a nice snack.”

Jimin had to step back from the situation, a small gasp escaping him as his towel almost slipped.

“You’re insane,” he whisper yelled.

You didn’t even flinch. You were just so calm, so innocent—too innocent for this madness.

And yet, you were practically leering at him with that same look of hunger.

He could feel his resolve crumbling.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he gritted out.

“Why?” you asked, almost innocently, as you took yet another bite of the churro. “You’re so irresistible.”

Jimin was about to combust.

“Y/N, I swear…”

You leaned forward then, twirling the churro in your fingers as if it were some sort of weapon. “You know, I’m just admiring my boyfriend...and his Co—"

Jimin took a step toward you, gripping the edge of the counter for balance.

“If you don’t stop, I swear I’m going to—”

You looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes, full of false innocence. “What? Punish me?”

Jimin cursed under his breath.

He wasn’t punishing you.

He was slowly losing his mind.

The silence after his words was suffocating.

Jimin's eyes were like daggers, sharp and determined. There was no stopping him now.

You were done. You knew it the moment he took that first step toward you.

Before you could even react, he suddenly lifted you off the stool, throwing you effortlessly over his shoulder.

“What—Jimin!?” You gasped, squirming as your face flushed with both embarrassment and the rush of adrenaline.

“You’ve been warned,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

You were screwed.

“Jimin! Wait, I—!”

He didn’t care. His grip tightened on your thighs as he marched toward the bed, your protests nothing more than background noise.

With one swift motion, he tossed you onto the bed, his hands gripping your waist like a vice as he slammed you down.

And then?

The slap.

The loud, sharp sound echoed in the room, a crack of pure tension and frustration as landed a sharp spank on your ass.

It wasn’t just a slap—it was a punishment, a statement.

Your eyes went wide, body frozen. You didn’t even know how to process it, how to react.

But Jimin wasn’t done. He hovered over you, chest rising and falling as he struggled to keep his own breath steady.

“You wanna act like a leech?” His voice was quiet, but it was filled with barely contained fury. “Then you’ll be treated like one.”

You blinked, still dazed from the impact, and despite the shock, you felt your heart race. The heat on your skin made everything feel more intense, more real.

His hand came down again, gripping your chin, tilting your face upward.

“You think you can just get away with all this?” He raised an eyebrow. “Do you?”

You were starting to feel the weight of everything now—everything you had pushed him to the edge with. The wild neediness, the chaos, the relentless teasing… and the fact that you had really crossed the line.

He took a deep breath, and for a moment, he closed his eyes.

“You’re such a demon,” he muttered, shaking his head. “I can’t even—"

You smiled sweetly, still a little shaken from the slap, but you couldn’t help yourself.

“Well, you started it,” you whispered. “You’re the one who awakened this monster.”

Jimin’s jaw tightened.

"well then...let's see how long this monster lasts"

[mc-lukanette]

"Luka, do you believe in soulmates?"

Luka nearly stumbled after that question left Marinette's mouth. While conversation was common between them on their walks - regardless of if it was a walk to go somewhere together, a walk to find inspiration, or a walk to simply walk - he hadn't expected a topic like that.

Just about anyone wouldn't, actually, not when a vast majority of the population had soulmate marks. Luka himself sported one, as did Marinette.

He looked to her for clarification, but her gaze was distant, drawn up towards the sky like it might give her whatever answer she was looking for. Wanting to consider her question seriously, he asked, "Are you talking about destiny?"

"No ...maybe?" Her brows furrowed and she appeared just as confused as him by her own thought process. Throwing a hand out in exasperation, she tried again, "We're chosen. That's the idea, right? Because someone, or the universe, or something did it?"

"Yeah?" He supposed that was accurate even if he didn't know himself. No one could ever agree on the true cause and evidence was nonexistent, so it was largely left up to interpretation.

More religiously-inclined individuals would call it a God giving people a sign of their all-knowing nature, or giving their approval of two people being together. Depending on one's view, that theory ranged from being about a holy entity asserting their omnipotence to being about the most powerful shipper to ever exist trying to pair up the population to their liking.

For others, it was just a force of the universe, whether a conscious one or not. The way the marks changed as cultures did could answer questions about that, or it may only add them.

Some theories left it down to the individual: that people were magical or that their souls called out and found another, which ultimately manifested in a soulmate mark.

Luka didn't know, and it wasn't something that kept him up at night. The pondering of why soulmate marks existed and what they truly meant held about as much weight to him as why some random person on the other side of the world chose to eat an apple instead of an orange that day.

Of course, it wasn't always like that. There was a time when he was younger when he looked at the mark near Marinette's elbow, listening to her ramble excitedly about who her soulmate might be and what kind of person she hoped they were, and he felt jealous. He'd loved her knowingly for years, probably loved her unknowingly even longer, but he was happy.

In a way, not being her soulmate meant that she had no incentive or suggestion to be close to him beyond enjoying his company. That alone held great value to him, and he liked the simplicity: importance to someone without need of a fancy fate tattoo slapped on at birth to show for it.

"Ugh," Marinette groaned, running both hands down her face. "I get a headache whenever I think about it. It doesn't make sense."

"Which part?"

"Mm..." She pouted. "The good part?"

He still wasn't following, though he did like hearing her talk. He was happy to be her black-and-blue rubber duck if she needed it.

"Everyone thinks that soulmate marks are soooo great," she continued with an edge to her voice, waving her arms wildly, "but they don't always think about who, or what, or whatever's behind it! What if it—"

"Look out."

Luka caught a glimpse of what was about to happen just in time, reaching out to grab her shoulder and pull her back, the honest-to-God cream pie that'd fallen from above splattering on the sidewalk below. He looked up to lock gazes with the person who'd appeared to either accidentally drop or knock it over, but they were already ducking back inside in embarrassment.

Giving a quick glance at her shoes to confirm that the pie didn't get on them, his eyes went to her face next. "Are you okay?"

She didn't answer, staring solemnly at the dessert on the ground, though that may have not been entirely accurate. It almost appeared as if she were looking at things all around it that weren't actually there.

He knew then what was happening in her mind before she spoke again.

"What if it doesn't care about you or thinks you're a joke? What if it gave you a soulmate just for a laugh?"

Marinette had never had good luck. Having known her since they were both kids, Luka knew that for a fact. He'd become so used to it that anticipating and preventing whatever insanely unlucky moments he could was like muscle memory to him. His body simply felt the signs and acted on its own.

Thus, her conclusion didn't come as anything strange to him, however depressing it sounded. The thought that there was some higher being taking delight in... whatever this was, it didn't sound impossible.

Cautious with suspicion of what her answer may be, he asked, "Did something happen with him?"

He normally wouldn't say anything about that relationship, nor do so much as to speak the boy's name. After countless times of watching Marinette lamenting some perceived failure that was, more often than not, either terrible luck or the universe personally spiting her, he stopped bringing it up. It made her miserable to talk about it and he had a dog in the proverbial race, so it was convenient for both of them if he kept quiet.

No matter how much he wanted and also didn't want to know how it was going or if any sparks were flying, that was her business and he would only pry if he felt it necessary. Most of what he knew was simply that she had seen the soulmate mark by accident and her soulmate had yet to see hers.

"Ha," she scoffed, turning her face away from him. "Nothing happened, that's the problem."

She went to keep walking, not feeling right standing in the same place on the sidewalk, and nearly stepped in the fallen pie before he caught her shoulder again. She tossed him a grateful look and they continued their walk side-by-side.

"I just wanted to get to know him better! Isn't it normal to want to know what your soulmate is like?" She huffed, face pinkening in shame. "But any time I try to talk to him, it all comes out wrong and it doesn't make any sense, and not even in a way that makes sense!"

She held her hands out, feigning holding a box.

"And the other day, I put a box of my parents' macarons on his desk with a note on it, but Chloe took it and told him they were from her! He even bought it!" She stopped talking, squinting at nothing as she turned to him and corrected, "Her story, not the macarons."

He nodded along and let her continue.

"Anyway!" She faced the sky with a glare, fists tight against her chest. "Like Chloe would ever be caught dead in my parents' bakery. She wouldn't even take the time out to buy a gift herself unless it was for herself!"

He chuckled, though there was sympathy too. He couldn't imagine what was crazier of a thought: that Marinette's parents would sell to their daughter's bully, or that someone would be unaware enough to believe such a story in the first place. The macarons couldn't have been that good.

Head tilted up towards the sky, she clasped her hands together behind her back and sighed. "Maybe my standards for guys are too high, or I'm missing something about soulmates. That's why I asked." Eyes drifting towards where her partly hidden mark was, she grumbled, "I don't think it's a coincidence anymore that it's where my funny bone is..."

Luka hummed, a question lingering in his mind but not one that was relevant to hers: in all of his knowing her, she'd never dated anyone, so he couldn't imagine where her "standards for guys" had come from, but he thought better of saying it aloud.

Turning his head to look at the rest of the world, so far removed from the little bubble they'd crafted for each other, Luka took in their surroundings: the pigeons flying overhead, the cars passing by, and a couple having snacks at a table outside a cafe. His lips twitched at the latter sight as a thought occurred to him.

"Do you remember when we were kids?" He met her confused gaze. "My favorite Jagged Stone song was Bottomless. I thought it was the deepest song I ever heard."

Marinette snorted, a delightful noise that he always loved hearing. "And when he got asked what it meant, he said..."

With a dramatic groan hearkening back to the emotions of his childhood self, he lamented, "That he was hungry when he wrote it."

Her chest heaved as she snorted again, putting a hand over her mouth as she tried to contain her laughter. It was all in good fun and he had fond memories of her comforting him at the time as if the revelation had destroyed his psyche, wanting to protect his innocence.

"I was devastated," he half-joked as he slipped his hands into his pockets, "but then I realized that it didn't matter."

Her laugh cut off with a choke, shocked by the statement. He didn't blame her, as he'd never really expressed the thought to anyone before.

And Luka Couffaine, not caring what Jagged Stone had to say about his own song? Unheard of.

"It didn't change how I felt about it, or what it meant to me," he explained. "Just because he was the one who made it didn't mean I had to see it the way he did."

Marinette was smart, and he could see the parallel clicking in her head. His thoughts on Jagged's song were much like his thoughts on his mark, or soulmate marks in general, in that he couldn't care less about anyone else's theories or ideas about them. Maybe his mark genuinely meant that the person with a matching mark was destined to be with him, or the exact opposite. Perhaps it was a warning about someone he could never get along with, or there was no person at all who matched his mark.

But he knew how he felt. He knew what he wanted, and it had nothing to do with a nonconsensual tattoo he had on his neck.

"What about you, Marinette? What do you want your mark to mean?"

They came to a crosswalk, the warning sign flashing red. Stopping along with her, Luka's hands fell back to his sides as he waited for Marinette's response. Her gaze was locked to her feet, which shifted against the sidewalk while she mulled over her answer.

"...I don't want it to mean anything. My life's already complicated enough without thinking about what I'm supposed to do about it," she decided. "I don't need a soulmate either, just something simple: someone to talk to, someone who comforts me like I comfort them..."

"I think that sounds great." He beamed, charmed by the promised simplicity.

She continued, voice quieting, "...someone to go on walks with."

...Wait.

She gripped the bottom of her shirt with the hand furthest from him, tangling her finger in the fabric. "Someone to hold hands with..."

Then he felt it. It was the lightest of touches, but he knew with certainty the feeling of her other hand's knuckles brushing his. The way her face pinked at her cheeks only supported that.

It was a question in the form of physical contact: Do you want this? Is this okay?

Without having realized, Luka had fallen into the trap of assuming everything about soulmates without meaning to, contrary to his own opinion. Marinette had put so much weight onto it when they were kids that he didn't dare to imagine anything else but that she wanted them romantically.

Had she really just wanted to get to know them? Or had she wanted him to be sure that she wasn't interested in them first? Was that why she'd asked him in the first place? To know whether it would matter to him or not?

A car driving by, causing wind to rustle their hair, brought Luka back to reality. Not wanting to be misunderstood for even an instant, he took her hand in his and brought it to his chest, holding it there so she could feel his heartbeat.

She gasped, but didn't pull away, staring at their joined hands in awe.

"What else?" he asked, sending every implication at her through his tone.

"Ah—" The pink on her cheeks spread further along her face, but she still answered, "S-someone who will touch my face, like..."

She trailed off, lost for a way to describe it, but Luka needed no further instruction. Taking a single step to be even closer to her, he raised his free hand. Fingers bent, he glided the backs along Marinette's cheek, a pleasant heat coming off of it.

"Anything else?"

She opened her mouth, paused to swallow, then gave him a hopeful smile. With only a hint of shyness this time, she requested, "Kiss me."

He did, his hand going from her cheek to the back of her head as their lips met. Cars continued to pass by, but he couldn't hear them over his heart pounding so loud he could feel it in his skull.

"Lu—" Marinette started to say, but whatever it was must not've been more important than kissing him. She tightened her grip on the hand he'd been holding, the other pulling at his jacket to keep him close.

As if he would've ever gone anywhere but right in front of her. The mere thought baffled him.

When they pulled away, hands still intertwined, it took Luka a few seconds for the world to come back into focus. The crosswalk sign signaled that they could walk now, but he couldn't say for sure whether it had done that recently or if they'd been kissing for so long that they'd missed a prior chance to cross. He couldn't bring himself to care either, not when she held his hand like it was something precious.

She smiled gorgeously at him and tugged him along. He followed after her eagerly, silently wondering if she had any further "requirements" that he could meet.

[pupyuj]

jock g!p yujin that likes to brag about her length and about the countless of girls she has banged when in reality she's a virgin 🫢🫢 sub jock g!p yujin in short 😵‍💫😵‍💫

omgggg what if you're like, kinda popular and yujin has this big dumb crush on you but she doesn't know what to do with it so she just becomes super annoyinggg?? 😭😭 as anon said, boasts about the very much not-real girls that she has fucked just to build this fuckgirl reputation of hers bcs she thought it would make you notice her more... and it did! for the wrong reasons! one day rumors started going around that yujin has had sex with your friend jiwon but as far as you knew, jiwon was a virgin and she would definitely tell you if she got fucked by anyone! by ahn yujin, no less! and, according to the rumor, in that pool party you hosted two weeks ago!! so naturally, you started to investigate this bcs you didn't like that people were bothering your friend about the true state of her virginity 😠

apparently, your way of investigating was cornering yujin in the locker rooms after her soccer team's practice. smiling and waving at her teammates, even chatting for a bit, and appearing so warm and sweet until you turned your attention to yujin and became cold and intimidating. but maybe that was yujin's crush on you talking. she was taller than you, built, and most likely stronger, but you had her backed up against the cool metal lockers, her breath shaking and legs feeling like jelly. god, you were so pretty up close—yujin's cock was hard already.

"i don't like that you're ruining my friend's reputation just to boost your own." you had said, glaring up at the taller girl. yujin swears she nearly moaned as the sight of you swiping your tongue across your bottom lip for a split second! she was so whipped 😭😭

"w-w-well, what're you gonna do about it?" yujin knew she had lost the battle before it even started but she wasn't going to go down without a fight!! she didn't think it through though 🤨 yujinnie hugging a textbook so close to her chest while you leaned closer,,, god if looks could kill... yujin would be rotting underground right about now,, still, despite being fucking terrified for her life, her cock only grows harder and the slightest friction made her whimper,, and GOSH it didn't help that you were within kissing distance!! yujin feels your breath on her lips and she—did she fucking moan???

hehehsidjd yujin dropping the textbook to cover her mouth,, soooo embarrassed of herself while you stared at her incredulously,, then your eyes happened to roam further down and there it was...

"oh."

yujin wanted to sink into a bottomless hole right then and there, but it was when you cupped her bulge that her mind goes blank,, quite literally, too! she couldn't move, she couldn't think, she couldn't do anything!! 😵‍💫 mmssdhjsdgdj softly squeezing her hard cock through the shorts she uses for practice,, staring at her so intently as she tries her hardest not to moan too loudly bcs people were still outside!! and yujin knows she could be loud :((( "hm? what? i thought you've done this before, yujin...? bending a girl over right there, on the sink... you love talking about that one, don't you?" you would say while she squirms and swallows down her sounds,,

"f-fuck... no, i-i-i'm sorry, alright?? i'll s-stop saying all that shit, i swear..." yujinnie whining :((( she didn't know whether she should stop you or not bcs on one hand, this was everything she fucking wanted in life but on the other, her pride is telling her to keep up appearances especially in front of her crush!! ☹️

"what? are you saying you've been lying?" oh you were so sick. your lips curling into a dark smile when the pup looked down in the embarrassment... "aww, big and tough jock ahn yujin is a virgin after all, huh?" you placed a finger under her chin and made her look up,, her eyes were tearing up from humiliation,, "you're lucky you're hot. or else, i would've destroyed your stupid reputation." and suddenly, you're pulling out her dick??!! "don't worry, yuj. after all of this, nobody will doubt that you've had some good pussy." fuck, yujin thought she was going crazy 😵‍💫😵‍💫

sitting her down on one of the benches, getting down on your knees and taking her cock in your mouth <33 eyes looking right into hers as you both sucked and jacked her off 🤤 her not knowing what to do other than just sit there and moan and whine :((( strings of curses leaving yujin's lips as her fingers brush through your hair, tugging at it lightly everytime you swipe your tongue over slit 🤤🤤 "what's wrong, baby? feels too good...? ah.." watching as yujin nodded helplessly,, god she was pathetic... slumping back against the lockers with drool dripping down the side of her mouth... you wanted nothing more than to break her 😵‍💫

feeling her get tense and stiffen up and immediately pulling your mouth off of her, "w-what... i was about to—" nearly knocking the air out of her lungs when you stood up and pulled down your panties 😳 "i know. this'll be way better." you climbed onto her lap, kissing her forehead before sitting down on her cock 😵‍💫 it took her by surprise, your warmth and how tight you felt around her dick 😵‍💫😵‍💫 yujinnie's head collapsing on your chest while you made yourself comfortable, her hands clutching your uniform tightly bcs she didm't know what else to do :((( having to grab her face to make her look up at you, "look at me while i ride you." oh yeah yujin was so going to jack off to this tonight—

gawddd her moans being louder than before as you bounced up and down her cock 🫠 it should be noted that the door opened and immediately closed at least five times while you were riding yujin 😭😭 thank god yujin's moans scared everybody away... or else they would've seen your pussy getting stretched out by this loser jock 😵‍💫

yujin screaming in pleasure as she held you close, face buried on your neck, "mmhn...! ahh—(y/n)... i-i think... fuck..!" and suddenly she's gripping your ass???

"i know... gonna come, baby? hm?" reaching under her shirt and cupping one of her tits, squeezing and pinching her nipple just to bring her to tears bcs of all the pleasure she was feeling 🫣 and somehow yujin finds it in herself to buck her hips upward and finally fuck you, moving your ass up and down while similtaneously thrusting,, she wanted to come, she wanted to breed you—everything! "good girl..! good girl, just like that, fuck mommy like the good dog that you are..." good god, yujin could quite literally faint.

that was all it took for yujin to finally release all of her seed inside you,, sobbing as she emptied herself in your walls, having to kiss her a bit to shut her up bcs wow she gets so loud... having to stay seated on her cock for a while bcs she came so much?? but what did you expect from a loser virgin who had the biggest, dumbest crush on you 🥴🥴

so.. now i have to write sub g!p yujin with a mommy kink, right??? RIGHT?????

[diejager]

hi so big fan :D, im terribly obsessed with literally all of your cod fics but oh my god stepdad könig + horangi drives me nuts-

just wanted to throw an idea in your brain because i cant stop thinking about it but imagine if reader used to go braless around the house (because its just her n mom) but after the introduction of 2 new unfamiliar guys in the house she puts on a bra when she leaves her room (but she also forgets sometimes and they call her a tease for it)

With time however, with all the fucking and the constant attention horangi and könig have been giving her nipples, theyre so fucking sensitive she like shudders when they scrape on surfaces on accident (ex. the edge of a table, fabric of her clothes) so she starts wearing a bra all the time to stop that from happening but könig and horangi don't like that so they take ALL her bras-

oh also another idea that popped up but what if reader who usually dresses rather tomboyish/masc also occasionally enjoys wearing very fem/provocative outfits. BUT könig and horangi have only ever seen reader wear masc outfits since theyve known each other. reader still wears her fem outfits but now she wears it under a bulky jacket and baggy jeans and changes out of it in uni/public toilet.

so like one day horangi is out and has to do a double take on reader out in public because they dont recognize them in their outfit (ex. a form-fitting sundress or a mini skirt with sheer tights and cute leg warmers) and he remembers reader leaving the house in something else. fuck i just know könig and horangi are going to get SOOOO many ideas on how to punish reader for that.

any ways thats it from me love ya <3

Hii, I looked at your illustrations and I LOVE them, they’re all so clean and nice.

Cw: DARKFIC, STEPCEST, DUB-CON/NON-CON, smut, size kink, possessive behaviour, delusional, tell me if I missed any.

König used to enjoy stripping you, the act of ripping your bra off and watch your breasts sway from his rough treatment. There was something empowering to it, a show of dominance and possession over you when he could strip you naked under him or watch Horangi straddle you and pull your shirt and bra off, sliding your panties down your thighs. He found pleasure in doing so when you walked around in baggy clothes, hiding your shape and curves from his hungry eyes, it was like unwrapping a long-awaited present that he’d been teased with for so, so long.

If he was especially lucky, he’d find you without a bra, your perky nipples pressing against his chest or peaking under your shirt, two small and hard nubs that tempted him with the prospect of something sweet to bite and suck. He liked admiring them, all swollen and slick with his or Horangi’s saliva, spitting or letting drool fall on your tits while they fucked you, marking your sensitive skin with the indentation of their teeth and dark splotches all across your chest. You always whined about it hurting, pushing them away with frail arms, fighting with weak hits and slow kicks. What you thought would be a deterrent, was fuel to their growing hunger, they were men who liked the fight, the struggle, a prey that wouldn’t fall too easily.

But now, he was growing annoyed that you always wore a bra, like an incessant pest that slowed him down from getting to his prize, even Horangi had complained about it and how intricate your choice of bra straps you bought, all the complicated knots and crosses that made their job much harder than it should when they were pleasuring you. How could you make it so difficult for them? They always made you come, their thick girth splitting you in half and filling you in hot and bitter cum. They tried talking you out of wearing bras, but in your rebellious phase, you glared and ignored their words. There wasn’t much they could do to convince you to stop wearing them, there wasn’t truly anything they could hold against you. So they took them away, making you ask for them if you wanted to wear one and it had to be reasonable.

It seemed that you didn’t like their decision, coming to them for a bra every two day to go out, it left them watching you walk out the door in nothing but jeans, a shirt under your jacket, headphones holding your cap down and a backpack slung over your shoulder, hanging low on your back. It irked him that you always hid your beautiful body, something you should be proud of showing off, but perhaps it was to keep your body for themselves, to dance and writhe in your nude for them only, a treasure that only König and Horangi were privy to. He figured it was something he should be proud of.

Then Horangi told him how he found you in a short skirt and a shirt that rode up your abdomen and showed your pretty bra if you raised your arms, the soft jacket you left home slung around your shoulders, dipping low enough to show your back, but your jeans, shirt and cap were gone, stuffed in the now-filled bag. König couldn’t help but mimic the deep sneer on Horangi’s face, teeth tearing into his lip at your audacity of wearing such promiscuous attire for the world to see and hiding yourself from them. It made them wrathful, a deep-seated anger and envy that boiled until you got home, changed into the same baggy clothes you left with. This warranted a punishment, to teach you a lesson about lying to them and holding out on them. 

“Come here, du scheiß Gör,” König growled, glaring at your shuddering figure. [you fucking brat.]

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[xiaorixx]

乖乖聽話(listen and behave) 🍏🍎

she/her pronouns and caleb

unrelated but bgm recommendation: 關鍵詞 by JJ lin, one of the lyrics goes “this is the first time i feel that love can be so kind and selfish” idk man the songs just extremely caleb coded,, also title from that one of the lines in the actual game!!

a/n: heavily inspired by @dudeidontcareaboutanything ‘s post on caleb’s nation because i absolutely believe it’s more reasonable to want to bite caleb’s head off than be so… avoidant about everything,, personally i don’t like how mc acts more caucious and avoiding when it comes to caleb compared to other li s soooo

tw: slightly manipulative caleb and ehhh slightly toxic? i think it’s okay but if you’re not into those then dni!!, not proofread !

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

🍏.

“did i scare you? im back” the familiar, yet distant man spoke,

her gaze lands on his dark irises, a breath she didn’t notice she held was let out, she didn’t know how to feel, relieved? shocked? happy? before her is a man who died, and more importantly was her everything; was

minutes ago, this man had put a detector on her neck, and basically investigated her like a criminal; maybe because she pretended to be someone else, but it was all justifiable, right? you know what’s not, someone who’s supposed to lie dead six feet under the ground, or burned into ashes, standing right in front of her.

that face and hairstyle is identical, even the voice sounds awfully similar, perhaps deepened, more hoarse, or maybe she hadn’t heard of it in so long she forgot.

“who are you”

“what, do you not recognise me anymore?” the voice asked with humour, almost as if nothing happened over all these time and he just expects her to, know.

“,, well not anyone’s brother” she quotes, misinterpreted as sassiness by the male, still unaware and expecting a more warm welcome,

her brows furrow, she might be out of the situation that she was caught red-handed, but now she’s in another somehow worse. she feels guilty that she’s not as happy as she should be, instead more angry and mad that everything he did, nothing was what she wanted.

she would question him, she would force him to explain, but not here, not now. now that they’ve met again, she has all the time to investigate him.

she looks at him as he puts away the detectors and smile. that same damned smile, those lips that curl up for either the most wholesome or sinister things, like god personally carved them, she sees the man look at her with a dazed, yet loving nonetheless, stare.

she had missed him, of course she did, hell she still does. he was her everything, she loved him wholeheartedly in all ways possible, how could she not miss him. so when he hugged her, she just hugged him back, too happy to cry yet too angry to smile, too betrayed to think, too confused to speak.

🍏.

caleb took the day off and brought her home, as he drives his jeep, somehow still the same good old functioning one second hand from high school, she could only stare, briefly brushing his finger tips against hers, just to feel his presence, that he’s physically here.

the ride was silent, like a silent agreement, or maybe they were both too scared to talk and break the thin ice, but what has to be done, has to be done afterall,

“caleb,

“where have you been all this time.”

“… pip, you know i don’t like to lie to you, so i won’t answer that question.”

he expects her to further pressure him to answer, he wasn’t going to anyways, but he still thought she’s the stubborn little girl, demanding the absolute truth from him always.

she nods, of course, he always stick to his morals and reasons, he thinks what’s good for the other party, but never consider the party’s opinions. it’s all kind of expected.

“…” he takes a left turn, the sky heaven roads are much more neat compared to linkon, less cars and less plants with falling leaves; even if there are vehicles on the road, they zoom by fast and never really stop for anyone, and you barely find dirt on or by the roads anyways. this was the first thing he noticed when he moved here.

everything is so neat and empty here.

he steals a stare at her during the rare traffic light break, as she blankly stares out at the roads, afterall who is he to expect her to be able to take in everything so fast, she’s only human,,

🍏sneak peak to her thoughts)

the silence is loud but i prefer it as it aids me to think, that’s the thing i want to do least, yet have to do most right now.

i came here expecting to figure out something new, but whatever may that originally be, it wasn’t this.

sure i’m grateful he’s alive but, i’d be lying if i said there wasn’t more to this. he’s … alive

why didn’t he come find me?

why didn’t he reach out to me earlier if he knew where i was all along?

why is he okay with hiding so much from me like it’s normal?

why does he expect me to be okay with a dead man just showing up and i should pretend like nothing happened?

i can’t stop him from doing whatever, and i respect his free will, but just, why?

🍏.

“they said you were dead. and on top of that, gone

“sure im a sinner, i have sinful thoughts ive done sinful acts, but at that moment, when i look at your empty casket , your uniform i folded that was placed inside, and this necklace” she hooks the metal chain with her index finger, “i complained to god, i barely took a bite of the apple, why did he have to take away my adam, and not even leave me with what’s physically left.”

“it’s like i’m not even worthy of visiting your remains.” she continues to look out to the roads, clear skies with barely any clouds.

maybe this is what she gets for falling in love in the worst ways possible.

or maybe this is the consequence for having him love her back.

“i’m sorry”

he never explains, it’s always been like this. he apologises, he comforts, he apologises, he never explains. he knows he loves her, an unbearable amount; yet that’s not equivalent to being true to her, and allowing her to feel his love she desires.

it’s like he tries to provide as much light for her as possible, shining bright and radiating, yet he stood there, and she hid in his shadows.

“stop mother fucking apologising.”

she snaps, she can’t hold it back anymore, not when she’s lost him and realized everything over time, shes not going to be a coward and avoid, not again

“you’re always like this, always, are you really sorry if you don’t say why? i have so many questions for you and— i’ll be honest with you, i wasn’t even going to be mad at you, my everything, the one person id do anything for just left me, and for months pretending to be dead. i wasn’t even going to be mad at you for that, and you still decide you don’t owe me an explanation” she stares at his distant gaze in the road,

“stop giving me that look. you’re not protecting me by hiding the truth from me. if the truth hurts you should let it hit. it’s still better than internally bleeding out yet i have no idea. one day— i might just die, you might just die, again, and ill still have no idea”

“you have no right to decide what’s good for me”

“you’re no one to think for me”

she breathes, taking deep breaths, that rambling she just did, took even herself by surprise, she wants to open up more to caleb sure, but she’s still scared her words were hurtful.

they’re right love and hate do come together,

“that’s all you have to say?” caleb asks, his eyes not leaving the road

she gives him one of her dirty looks with an eye roll, “a conversation goes both ways, i expect a response you know

“one with actual thought process behind and not just fucking, i’ll be the bigger person and shut up. you’re just being avoidant”

he nods, “i am. but id rather have that than you realising who i really am by nature and distant yourself from me”

the slight sorrow in his voice, hidden so perfectly within his lines of love and maybe genuineness, breaks her heart.

maybe they know each other too well, and the fact that they love each other too well. the fear caused, love allowing avoidance shuts their mouths up once again.

she breaths heavy, eyes blinking with a hint of irritation, “we’re never going to be able to talk like this”

“and since when does our relationship has to be validated through or convicted through words

“nothings going to change right?” he pulls the lever of the car as he looks at her with anticipation and those damned sorrowful eyes again.

he knows her too well, he knows she doesn’t want the past to change, he knows he loves her and she doesn’t want that love to change.

be it the ignorance or the nature of it.

“i…” she looks away, feeling weak under caleb’s gaze, she feels her hands taken by a much rougher, warmer pair, patterns circled on her numb skin

“it’s going to be okay pip…” she closes her eyes out of a failed desperate attempt to not get affected by that nickname

she missed him.

love does come with hate, but maybe like dominant alleles in our genes, love can completely mask over the effects of the other.

hey there! please leave a comment or reblog if you liked this, any kind of feedback really motivates me and makes me happy :D i appreciate all of you readers and hopefully it wasn’t too unpleasant to read this ass post lol!! lots of lovee

[maddyguru]

i was scrolling thru ur blog and i saw the words “saka-nii” and my THOUGHTS HAVE THUNKEN!!!!!! cuz cuz he would be soooo overprotective of his baby sis, not letting her talk to any boys her age cuz he believes that they’ll corrupt his innocent baby sister while knowing damn well he would NAWT hesitate to plunge his cock deep into her!!!!!

tw: non con, incest, dark content, masturbation, simp! sakamoto, corruption kink, mentioned loss of v card, all characters are 18+, MINORS AND ANTIS DO NOT INTERACT

oh my god, you guys don't understand! saka nii would be so overprotective of his baby sis. He would never let any harm comes to his baby sister. He loves his baby sister very very much, and would never leave her side. The scorpio sun in him is screaming for him to not leave you. You are his life, and he will always be loyal in protecting your life, protecting your innocence.

even when his own friends are interested in her, he would give them a deadly glare. Hell no. He will never let anyone come close to his baby sis. No way. His hands would grip on your waist very tightly, not wanting to let go of his babygirl, and at every mention of how beautiful you looked blushing at their praise, he would grip your skin so hard, bruising you.

You need to understand that you are his. Nagumo, Rion, anyone for that matter shouldn't praise you for being his beautiful girl.

They need to understand that eversince you were a baby, he took care of you. He was the one who raised his pretty girl. You were his baby, not anyone else's. He cleaned you up when you were too sleepy back in the day, draw you a bath, helped you with your first period and taught you about menstrual cycle and whatnot. You are his baby girl. There is no way some freaks could lay their hand on you.

He always taught you how men are disgusting. They would take advantage of you, not caring about your wellbeing at all. He taught you how scary men really are. But, he failed to remind you that he is also just a man. A man with desire for you...

He always, always, always, masturbated to the taught of you, To the taught of finally taking your virginity. Maybe someday he would make it a reality to gain what he deserves after all that work he put in raising you. He knows you would never dare to say "no" to your niichan. Although he rarely speak, but his actions proved how much he is serious in taking care of his baby sister. His actions always speaks more compared to his talks.

He nuzzles into your warm neck, listening to the way your breath hits everytime your chest move up and down. His dick was leaking so hard when he moves his arms around your waist and chest.

"My baby..." he whispered, nuzzling into your skin once more. You're his. This is his. No one can have you and your precious virginity. Someday, he would stick his dick inside your virgin pussy and make you his, birthing his children every year.

[r3starttt]

Hi Ren I absolutely luv luv your work!!!

I wanted to make a request on Ellie with a Mexican girlfriend yk ? Like a little blurb or head cannons or even a small one shot if possible 🥹🥹🥹 it would really make my day !!! It could be sfw or nsfw

Thank you very much!

Mwah besos !!! 🩷🧸

Bonita

ellie x mexican r!

a/n: lysm!!! besos 🩷 I’ve been wanting to write something about this for soooo long so I really appreciated this request

Warnings: none

Since she met you there was no day were she didn’t try to learn a new word in Spanish or ask you to teach her.

Her favorite words are the ones to curse of course.Those are also the ones she pronounces better.

She also shows a lot of interest in your culture. The food, the traditions, the clothes. She loves asking you about it because she knows you’re gonna tell her every detail.

And god, she absolutely adores the way your face lightens whenever you talk about Mexico. She looks at you with the must pretty puppy eyes ever.

“How do you say pretty in spanish?” “bonito” “You’re fucking boni-“ “Wait! Then it’s bonita, Im bonita” she nodded “extremely fucking Bonita” her pronunciation sucked so much but god, how bonita she was too.

She likes to celebrate all special dates in your way and learn about how is life like in Mexico. She’d always ask you to tell her about your experiences there when Ellie she can’t sleep.

“There’s no prom in Mexico?” she stopped the movie you two were watching, in complete shock. You shook your head “There’s something like that but it’s not really like prom”

She’s absolutely convinced Mexican food is the best food ever and gets confused at how the flavor changes even though it’s basically the same ingredients just in a different presentation.

“Aren’t tacos the same as these?” she pointed to the plate you’d just served her, they were enchiladas and it was the first time trying them “good point, I’ve never thought about it” you two stated at the plate, in silence “tacos have more verity though, and these have lots of sauce so, I guess they’re kinda similar but not really the same”

She just shrugged, already with food in her mouth. Once you took a bite too you could hear a hum, she had definitely liked them.

She can’t really choose what her favorite food is. However she really likes pozole and enchiladas of course, tacos too but she says it’s a basic answer. And even though most of the times food isn’t necessarily spicy she struggles sometimes because it’s too much for her.

She also finds it funny how your family calls her “güera” and insist that you teach her how to pronounce it properly.

At first she thought it was an insult and felt very awkward whenever she’d had to visit them but once she understood the meaning she found it cute.

———

“Babe, I’ve got a surprise for you” you murmur softly on her ear

You’ve been planning a trip to Mexico with your family since some months ago but didn’t want to tell her until if was official.

She groaned, still too sleepy to even understand what you were saying.

“Come on el, it’s also too late for you to keep sleeping” you rubbed her back, gently. Giving it some pats too.

She rubbed her eyes and sat on the bed. Half leaded eyes, plump lips, rosy cheeks and messy hair tied in a small ponytail. How pretty.

“We’re going to Mexico” her eyes sudden opened wide. She stared at you in pure confusion “Are you for real? When?” you nodded “Next month so… in two weeks or so. You excited?”

She didn’t respond. Instead she grabbed your face with her warm hands, pulling you closer to her and kissing every inch of your face. You giggled.

“I’m gonna eat like crazy” kiss “and I’m gonna spend all my money” kiss “and we’re going everywhere” kiss “and I’m gonna insult everybody” kiss

You slapped her shoulder softly, she let out a loud ‘owww’ and the kisses stopped

“Actually no, you cannot do that. Don’t even think about it” she rolled her eyes “I’m serious”

[jawllines]

OH. MY. GOD.

Chefrry would be the death of me. It's the hottest thing I've ever read probably and we aren't even in the filthy part yet. I usually see your fics in two categories... FEEL GOOD AND WARM and FEEL HOT AND HORNY. And this is definitely at the top of FEEL HOT AND HORNY. God!!! Liv everything about part 2 was so perfect, like every detail and every dialogue. Chef's kiss really. I need more and more and more. It was really cruel where you ended it but I love a slow burn so I'll take it

I would like to mention something I especially loved that...like scratched a weird itch in me that other fics with this kind of storyline couldn't. Y/N liking the puppy thing and feeling empty without his fingers in her mouth and then coming to conclusion that she liked these but it's only because Harry is the one doing it. If it were anyone else she wouldn't like it. Not being experienced in kink but still being ready to give her body to a "kinky sadist" to make decisions over. Her feeling pathetic and desperate that she's ready to do anything he says but realising that she's ready to look and be pathetic if that's what he likes and he'd finally do something with her, but she won't do it for anyone else. This....this realisation that she wouldn't probably like this shit from anyone else, it's just for and because of him, she'll do anything for him without any shame...this made me feel soooo... I think comfortable? Like I'm not a submissive by nature but I'd definitely be one if I'm interested in someone this much and attracted to them so intensely that I don't know if I'm actually having a situation with them or just hallucinating and imagining. It was relatable. And her becoming desperate for him to do something and then taking the risk and saying something so he'd know that she wants the same thing too. It was understandable.

Her constant back and forth in her head whether or not he wants her, thinking that she's not pretty or sexy enough for him to want her was relatable too. It makes sense why she was having trouble reading hus intentions because the way he was having interactions with her felt like edging on its own. One day he was being subtly suggestive that he indeed wants to hit it and the next day it was totally calm like nothing happened. He's been mentally edging her for weeks even before the physical edging happened. Which also makes sense given the kind of person he seems to be. And it also makes sense he'd treat her like a pet. He'd probably even call her a kid just so he could see her whine and protest that she's in fact an adult. It all perfectly makes sense.

And I also liked that she was like ready to do more so he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her. Yes she was gonna take whatever he gives sure but she was also like "I'm gonna make sure I get what I want". How she held his wrist in place when he had his fingers in her mouth and how she didn't hesitate to huff and whine when he snatched her orgasam saying she was ready even if he wasn't. It's all very much on point.

And don't get me started on her and Niall's friendship. I mean I'd kill to have a friend like him. Encouraging her all the time no matter what and then scolding her when she talks negatively about how she looks and doubting her charms and then telling her that she doesn't need to do anything more for Harry to want her? He's a gem.

I also like Adam and y/n's relationship and how caring he is. Honestly the reason why y/n is comfortable with Adam in the first place is because of Niall's relationship with him. Adam treated Niall as a friend and because Niall and y/n were close he also became close with her. Which is really impressive that he made an effort to get along with his junior employees and maintained this good of a friendship. Because if it wasn't for Adam's openness Niall wouldn't be so comfortable with him and if he wasn't y/n wouldn't dare be so chill with one of her bosses on her own. Adam deserves loads of flowers and chocolates for being so sweet.

Honestly it was so so so perfect in every way. Y/n is still adorably cute and pathetic, Harry is still intimidating, Niall is still goofy and Adam is still Adam. But the air around the kitchen has changed and it smells sexy af. I'm drooling and ready for more. I'd like to see some things in the next part though if you can make them happen.

I'd love to see jealous Harry obviously like I'd give up my favourite things to see him furious over a guy flirting with her but apart from that also I'd like to see the four of them hanging out outside of work where Adam wears those leather pants

Her prick ex seeing her and Harry together and her respectfully telling him to fuck off or Harry doing that for her so he stops bothering her. Harry being protective of her

The last bit also made me really anxious that Harry might just yell at her again for a mistake she didn't make when that hair guy showed up again. And I think I'd absolutely enjoy some miscommunication and misunderstanding and drama between the two of them that'd lead to her crying on Niall's shoulder and being hurt and not very cheery for a few days and Harry eventually begging for forgiveness at her feet. Honestly I'd eat that shit up

Most importantly though, I'd like to really really really know what was the exact moment Harry first thought of her as more than an employee. I need a peek inside his mind. Him paying close attention to her (god knows how long how many months he's been doing that without being obvious), noticing her mood change and making her cake to make her feel good? Him being indirectly caring? I can't wait for the day he becomes directly caring.

Aaaaahhhfghjfsdjn!!!! You're gonna kill me Liv!!! I NEED THE NEXT PART NOW!!!!

I ABSOLUTELY LOVED READING THIS!!!! OMTOGMGOFMGK

MESSAGES LIKE THIS ARE SOME OF THE TYPE THAT JUST GET ME SO STOKED TO START WRITING AGAIN! LOVE THAT HES IN THE HOT AND HORNY SECTION! AND IM HAPPY IT SEEMS LIKE YALL LIKE YN I FEEL LIKE SOMETIMES ITS SUCH A STRUGGLE TO CHARACTERIZE YN WITHOUT DOING TOO MUCH SO SHES STILL LIKE A LIL BIT LIKE A BLANK SLATE BUT ALSO NOT ANNOYING OFKF LIKE I FEEL LIKE WHEN IM READING X READER FIC YN BEING A DUD CAN MAKE OR BREAK IT FOR ME

ALSO THERES NOTHIN WRONG WITH A SEXY YN WHO KNOWS WHAT SHE WANTS AND HOW SHE WANTS IT AND ISNT AFRAID TO SHARE THAT….BUT I ALSO KNOW TJATS NOT ME, AND I KNOW I CANT BE THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS LIKE THAT SO WRITING HER KIND OF PATHETIC AND LOSER-Y IS SO FUN

AND NIALL :-) IM GLAD YALL LIKE HIM THEIR DYNAMIC IS SO FUN TO WRITE

ILL GET TO COOKIN UP A JEALOUS HARRY AND ILL LOOK INTO SOME MISCOMMUNICATION!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! ILL GET TO WRITING :D

[iwasneverprince]

Hi there bunny heart!

You sound like such a good and obedient and well trained boy!

I keep thinking about how fun it would be to test how well trained and obedient you really are. I want to take you away into a cute little mansion with me and some of my girlfriends where you would be our good little servant. You could wait on us and bring us food and drinks when we ring a little bell to summon you and have you always with a cute collar and all dressed up for us.

We could lounge around and enjoy ourselves wearing nothing but our bikinis and maybe even less than that, it would be so cute seeing how flustered and frustrated that you get all day having to look at us. Would you like that bunny heart? Being our good little servant and only being allowed to look but not touch?

Maybe just to tease you even more we could keep your cock locked up in a cute little cage? And we could play and tease you a bit while you helplessly throbbed away. I want to lounge in a sunchair and peel my bikini bottoms to the side and make you lick and kiss mommies asshole while I ignored you and drank some wine and talked to my girlfriends. Maybe after a few wines wed all start kissing while you licked away like a good boy for us?

I think if you were a really good boy for the whole weekend we might let you out of your cage and cum in front of us like a good boy? Would you like that bunny heart?

Does this all make your cock hard and leaky bunny? I hope you haven't been touching yourself to it and keep control of yourself?

I hope you keep posting bunny! You are such a good boy for us mommies :)

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OH my godddddddddd this is literally one of my biggest dreams oh my god mmoooyymmmyyy i feel so speechless oh my god thank youuuuu

Oh god it would make me soooo happy I promise id be soo good and obedient and do everything and everything you asked of mee!! Id love so much to cook and clean for you and wait on you and bring you food and drinks and yum treats and fruit and anything you wanted oh my god id be soooo happpyy

God getting to look at you and your girlfriends in their bikniinis all day would be sooo amazing i wouldnt be able to stop staring at youuu id be throbbing hard in my cage a dumb for you the whole timee.

God i love eating ass so much its the most amazing thing in the world that would be such a big amazing reward the whole thing would be such a big amazing reward even gettign to think about this is such a big reward i feel like im going dumb and crazy oh my lord

And there is something i love so much about a mommy drinking from a wine glass is so hot to me i dont even know why but you doing that while i eat you out id probably die from pure happiness im probably going to die from happiness right now i wouldnt be surprised

God if you kissed in front of mee that wouldd be sooo hot like a mommy getting to enjoy her sapphic side like that and just kiss her girlfriends is sooo amzing and cute to me such a big tease i loveee it ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Like if you sat on my face and let me eat your ass while you kissed them id just straight up die and go to heavn like this is killing me knowing that this exists in my brain as a concept im going to eternallly be tortured by how hot this is

Oh my god and then if you let me cum at the end and told me i was a good boy for you oh my gosh i feel like im gonna cry or something this is so amazing to me thank you so much eeeeeeee

I love it all sooooooooo much oh my gosh i actually feel emotional in a way with how hot this is to me like my biggest dream is to just look after a lot of mommies at once all living together like oh god i need to stop thinking about it now or my brain and heart are going to explode

Thank you sososososso so much im soooooo greateful and happy and bleesssed that you sent me this thank you sooo much i dont know how to thank you enough

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My Season 7 thoughts while watching (spoilers below obviously🤭)

Episode 1

-Ethari looks so good!!!

-"You're stuck with me now" ahhhhhhhhhh Rayllummmmmm

-Terry my beloved

-Soooo is Aaravos just gonna stay that big?💀

-Omg Soren and Callum hug my heart broke

-I want to hug Ezran so bad

-Bite of an arch dragon can kill Aaravos.... Mmmm interesting

-Aaravos just turns himself into a mountain??? Lmao okay

-"sunfire always hot" LMAO

-I MADE A PRIMISE TO THE HUMAN I LOVE AHHHHHHHH RAYLA

-SECOND KISS AHHHHHHHH

-Knew Ezran wasn't gonna react well to Runaan and honestly valid

-Yay Astrid go help!!!!

-Kosmo wtf do you know😭

Episode 2

-hate Rayla and Ezran fighting

-KISS RAYLLUM AHHHH FOREHEAD TOUCH AHHHHHH

-"that was salty" lmao

-Omg Callum saving Rayla and Runaan fuck

-Jesus fucking Christ Callum betrayed Ezran jfc adahsgsusdhhd I am not okay

-Terry better not fucking die

Episode 3

-Ezran and Janai parallel fucked me up

-That Claudia and Terry kiss was adorable

-Aanya is so smart and wise I love her

-Fucking knew she was pregnant lmao why not

-Oh god those weapons are cool but Zyms face :(:(

Episode 4

-Omg that Runaan and Ethari reunion stop🥹

-"My home is where you are" WHAT IF I JUST DIE😭

-Oh fuck you Aaravos that was horrible

-Damn those Moonshadow elves are harsh

-Family hug!

-My god that music was so sad....

-Terry taking care of the baby birds I CANNOT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH LET ME GIVE HIM A HUG

Episode 5

-Ohhh had a thought Terry might go to Ezran but kinda as a joke but omg love that👀

-Callum taking care of kids.... This won't end well💀 and yeah I'm speaking cause I know kids and work with them sooooo good fucking luck to Callum

-LMAO NOT SOREN GOING BIG BROTHER MODE ON TERRY💀

-Those elf kids are menaces afajasghsgshs

-NOT THEM TALKING ABOUT CALLUM AND RAYLAS BABYS I CANNOT💀💀💀💀

-CALLUM WANTS TO HAVE 10 BABIES WITH YOU HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE FUCK

-Another rayllum kisss ahhhhhh

Episode 6

-Oh no ..... That reflection of Callum.... Fuck

-That evil Callum gives me Void Stiles istg

-Omg Soren and Claudias mum😭 I bet it's Lujannes illusion

-Oh fuck no Callum do NOT use dark magic FUCK

-Fucking knew it was an illusion..... Fuck

-Arrow through the throat holy shit

-Trapping Aaravos like that..... Lets see if that lasts lol

Episode 7

-Ahhhh everyone getting help!

-Knew Claudia got to Akiyu before Callum

-Runaan saving Callum omg😭

-Mage fight mage fight mage fight!!!!

-Callum with the staff.... Claudia left it for a reason for sure FUCK

-AVIZANDUM??? FUCK

Episode 8

-Karim fuck you dude

-Lmao I was thinking Aaravos would crush him as a joke💀💀💀💀 sorry not sorry I laughed

-Damn rip Rex Igneous

-Rayllum kiss☺️ two kisses!!!!

-Callum is so gonna use dark magic and I am so ready and scared at the same time

-RUNAAN IS GONNA KILL CALLUM???  THATS WHAT HE TOLD HIM????? OH THIS IS SO GOOD BUT IT HURTS OMFG NO NO NO I LOVE AND HATE THIS HOLY SHIT

Episode 9

-Oh shut the fuck Rayla no omg but yes but no omg😭

-MY HEART FOR XADIA😭😭😭😭

-Omg Avizandum has dark eyes and if he bites Aaravos he could kill him and thats what Astrid said is the prophecy omg pls let it be true and let Callum live

-OMG CALLUM HAS WHITE HAIR FUCK

-Nooooo not Zubeiaaaaa

-Wait did all those dragons die???? The ocean one??? Jfc

-I am so not ready for the Callum and Ezran talk

-Yayyyyy hug🥹🥹🥹🥹

-ZYM JUST TALKED??? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH THAT'S A HELL OF A VOICE

-Okay okay I knew him saying that he'll return in 7 years and 19 days wasn't a random thing...... If we get the 3rd arc it would be about that right? Also 7 year jump..... Holy fucking yes

-Everkind is so cheesy I love it so much

-But also where the fuck are Ethari and Runaan

-Yeah also Claudia where did she go

-Oh god she is gonna wait too

-Oh boy Ezran and Runaan

-Ahhhhhh Ezran and Rayla hug stop😭

-No..... There is no fucking way...... Harrow is not in the fucking bird like the fan theories said💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY ADAKSGSJSGSJDHD

-Omg rayllum date?👀 It better not be a proposal lmao

-"You know what I love about you? Everything" STOP BEING CUTE FOR FIVE SECONDS😭

-KISSSSSS

-Leolas last wish...... Why did they have to do that to me????🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

-IS THAT A RAYLLUM DRAWING OF THEM MORE GROWN UP??????