#have a m!r draft coming up(soon or not)

[cz19y]

COOKIE ! [One Shot]

ITOSHI RIN × GN!Reader

THEME: Rin mad at your irresponsible care of your health.

Warnings — Fluff(ew), Reader likes to bake/cook, small argument(no against tho), reader has an attitude, living together, PLATONIC or ROMANTIC, friends/couple still learning, OOC Rin, curses[ofc].

NOTE: This writing is too cringe to my own good, stop reading while you can,, anyways, Happy late Christmas y'all. I'm trying to come back to (my rusty)writing and this dead ahh fandom(blue lock).

NOTE: Tired of reader having those bubbly personalities when they have a hobby in cooking/baking; so I made them have a little of an attitude hah

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It wasn't news to Itoshi that you obviously liked to cook and bake — to do something in the kitchen — in general.

Special occasion with special food? You got it. Special sweets just for fun? You already have a whole set of it. Need a hot drink on a winter afternoon? You're making the best hot beverage known to mankind with the simple ingredients that sat on the kitchen shelves.

It wasn't the first time, you didn't understand why he was so angry at you this morning — as you slowly halted your hand middle-way to feeding yourself a fresh out cookie. You blinked, not aware of what’s the big deal of skipping a night of sleep.

“... Want some?” You said, pointing down at the sweet. Turning around to fully face the sourned-mood Itoshi at 7:30 AM on the other side of the isle. “I just decided to bake some cookies, you know? No big deal.” Silence. His frown was more heated than the stove currently.

“Skipping a night just because you didn't feel like sleeping to bake some lukewarm cookies is not a big deal? Are you trying to mess up your sleep schedule again?” His frown only deepened when you rolled your eyes. “Lukewarm your ass, you're gonna enjoy these more than me anyways.” You huffed, filling the silence of the sweet air with your next set of words.

“You used to skip meals before, now if it wasn't for me..” Scoffing, you continued, “Huh, and you have the audacity to scold me when I skip one or two nights! You also spent the whole night out in the field practicing and pushing yourself.”

“...This was in the past. I don't do this anymore—” “—because of me—” “— I changed— “—because of me—” Rin stared at you in a deadpan face, you returned the look. rin made way into your personal space. you stared at him, a twitching eye as he sighted in disappointment, you could preview his next batch of words including the word ‘lukewarm’ and cut him short;

“Shut up, will you.” A cookie being shoved into his mouth made the trick as you had a taste of your own hard work too. Rin begrudgingly complied to eat, your eyes would still not meet his as your hands hovered around to sort the treats into a plate.

“You're being dramatic. Just take care of yourself, or are you too pathetic to do this too?” He leaned on the aisle beside you, annoyed, watching you set up your little stage to have the perfect picture for your series in your socials — which your followers flocked over your cooking skills.. Rin and some of his ‘friends’ included.

Though, making no sign of stopping your classification test for the better good-looking cookies for the picture or giving him a proper answer, you pondered in silence.

You knew of Rin’s soft spot for you, well aware of the privileges this had lent you, compared to the rest of his social group, you were the one of the few people that he would go out of his way to voice his worries. Even if he acted like an ass when doing so, you learned the hard way to be able to have the ability of knowing when he is just concerned.

While you continued, all in Itoshis’ mind was when would you answer. Was he being too much of a nuisance..? you called him out... Too loud maybe. But not only did he just intrude when he just had a treat offered to him, Rin ignored your proud words to make snarky comments. It was almost 8 AM, one thing he learned was that you didn't like to put up with bullshit in the mornings. He lowered his laches, thinking if he crossed something.

A sight made his eyes look at the figure in front of him.

“Alright, alright, I pledge to sleep early tonight. happy?” You gave him a side look, but an honest voice regardless of your small joking tone. Rin made no moves, only glancing at you, before looking away; nevertheless, bathing on his petty victory in his usual quiet tone.

A phone came in sight, ready to add into the collection of your camera roll full of dishes.

“What the-” you stilled, your reaction too slow to immediately react to watching Rin's hand snatch one of the cookies on the plate through the phone screen. “Bastard-” you could only graze his sleeve when he was already out of reach, disappearing to the hall of your shared apartment.

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[dayseedrawz2]

This is gonna be in my drafts until I at least get out every design for [Ring-Misstress] so Idk how much time I got-

So yeah I decided that I'm gonna write this AU in chapters so that it makes more sense when I make content about it, and yall can ask about it ig-

This all takes place after the events of the real series (that of which we have yet to see, so anything different can just be part of an alternate timeline)

Without further ado... Let's get to it!!

[R-M Chapter 1: The Relaunch]

Dialog guide:

Narration

*Perfoming an action*

"Thinking"

Pomni

•Caine•

°○Bubble○°

◆Ragatha◆

Jax

~Gangle~

Kinger

Zooble

Flinally!! After what felt like forever!!! With help from the others, Pomni and Caine found something groundbreaking!! The Games source code! Mostly, everyone was there to look for the exit, but they ended up finding something else...

*sigh* There's nothing here... can we go back now??

Yeah, honestly, this was a complete waste of time...

◆Come on now, guys! I'm sure they know what they're doing!◆

~Wait, look! They're back out!!~

*Pomni and Caine exit a jumble of One's and Zero's*

It's not much, but I think we found something!! But... I'm just not sure what it is... *She hands a small glitching object to Caine*

•Huh... It's... it's a developer's note! I haven't come across one of these in a while!•

Wait, what!?

Oh dang, that's right, it forgot this was even a video game-

~What's it say??~

*Silence fell as Caine read the text out loud*

•Let's see... "With the noticeable decrease in 'Bugged characters', the game should be ready for relaunch soon!" Oh...•

What... does "Oh" mean..?

•...huh? Oh yes! Uh, you all know how we have a designated place for Abstractions so that they don't destroy the place... and you?? How you have helped prevent some altogether?•

Yes..?

•Well I only implemented it after people stopped working on this game. They still think the game is okay to publish!!•

And? This is great news!! People play the game, realize we are stuck in here, and then we get help!! What are you yapping about??

•That's the thing- If more people, who for one are mostly children, come across this, they won't be able to help, and if worse come to worse, get trapped with us!•

◆oh... oh my, that does sound awful...◆

•Normally I'd be ecstatic, but I don't think it would be good if that many more people got trapped at once... let alone kids...•

Gee, missing kids in a video game. How tragic...

~Hey!~

•Wait, there's something else on here to- a "debugging code??"•

Did someone say something about Bugs??

•No, far from it... hey... this is a copy of the code for my "Ringmaster powers!" Interesting...•

Really? That's what you call em??

•Why yes!! What else could they be?? Anyways... now what do we do about this approaching situation of ours...•

Well, we're not just gonna have a ton more people in here being watched by one incompetent AI!

•... You're absolutely right, Pomni dear! Your little remark had given me an idea that might just work! Now... just how does one copy this...•

To be continued...

[Yippee, finally!! Part 1 done!!]

The second part is right here! (As well as the link to Caine and Pomnis blogs!):

[coolbeanzeaglbones]

Final chappy of a Wacky Weird Tale! Holy crap! There is epilogue, which I don't count as a chapter right after this and notes for the rough draft of the fic

Crash stood in the doorway, confused at the professor's sudden arrival, but welcoming nonetheless, “Won't you come in?” The professor smiled a bit wanly at Crash, “Yes, but I believe we need to talk.”

Meanwhile the kids were in the car, Christian had the knife and Ian was still trying to get out of Jimmy and Ricky’s hold, “Hey, hey, stop, you're kicking me.” Ricky whisper-yelled, “Please, I c-can stab th-them both, a-and then w-we can t-take the car, Christian’s b-been teaching m-me how to dr-drive.”

The other two boys turned and looked at Christian, “What? We have a driver's ed class and I've just been teaching the fundamentals.” he tried to sound innocent, but he sounded like he was going to laugh.

Finally though, Ian did give up his struggling and just glared daggers at the man's back. If looks could kill, the whole neighborhood would be dead, “Y-you guys are r-really s-strong, not fair.” He was pouting that they wouldn't let him stab the guy.

But then Crash came up to the car and opened the door. Christian dropped the knife and backed away. Crash's face was always gentle, but they were still scared of him, “Come on, we'll explain everything.”

Those words had an odd hold on Christian and, as much as he just wanted to grab the others and run, there would always be a little what if nagging in the back of his mind for the rest of his life…and the other three knew that.

Slowly, Christian got out of the car and waited for the others. He knew they had minds of their own, but he knew they were also curious. Soon, they were all out of the car and in the living room, Chad was also there, waiting.

The man who had given them a ride home was sitting on the couch, “So professor, what did you need to talk about?” Crash asked, sitting next to him on the couch.

The professor had his gaze on the children, “This was never meant to be, I'm so sorry.” That confused Christian.

Who was this man? Why was he called the professor? What was not meant to be?

Before he could ask all of these, the professor said, “I miscalculated, an error on my part. I thought the Aquabats wouldn't get together without some kind of intervention.”

“What's an Aquabat?” Christian asked, confused.

“You guys are…well, were supposed to be, see I thought it wouldn't be possible for you guys to form together, but I was looking into an alternative timeline, not this one or the one that I was looking at, it was one where you,” he pointed at Christian, “Had never gone to college, thus had never met Chad thus had never become friends this had never started a band.”

This was all a lot to take in. Christian had actually staggered back a bit. Chad and him? Friends? What?

Crash had a look of utter heartache in his face, “I'm so sorry, this I'm just sorry.” The professor quickly snapped a cuff onto his wrist, “In case you get emotional, now, I can reverse this.” That caught everyone's attention. How?

“How?” Ricky asked.

The professor gave a sheepish little smile, “I have a device, it will allow you to go back to the point when everything was changed. This timeline will never exist. You will go back to where you were. It will be as though it had never happened and yet, you will still have some lingering memories. You will have the bond you had, you always had had. It is a constant in every universe.”

“What about Crash?” Jimmy asked.

The professor shrugged, “He'll stay here, find this universe’s Aquabats, as I can tell, they haven't formed yet.”

Christian looked to the others. They were going to go home. They were going home! Home! Home! Home!

He hugged the professor, which the latter wasn't expecting.

Crash gave a sad smile. He had grown to love them, but now, they had to go. It was sad, but understandable.

“How do you do it?” Chad asked, finally involving himself in the conversation. The professor reached in his pocket and pulled out a remote looking device, “Right, you guys haven't seen Sliders because it hasn't come out yet, but this will create a portal which will do all of the aforementioned stuff. It'll be like this has never happened.”

Christian looked to the others. To Crash, who had a look of encouragement, “Let's tango.” The professor pointed the device at the floor and a blue portal opened up, like a swirling vortex.

This was the moment they had all dreamed of. The moment that drove the hope of every day.

They said goodbyes, they hugged Crash. It wasn't like they would leave without doing that. And then they jumped and the portal closed.

Silence filled the household eerily, “Do you think they'll remember? Even just a little bit?” Crash broke the silence.

The professor put a hand on his shoulder, “The world may never know, but they will always have that knowledge. Deep. And maybe they'll never reach it. And that would be perfectly fine.”

[inkovert]

Find the word tag

Thank you @oh-no-another-idea for the tag. My words are ring, time, notice, and force. Bonus: piano! (I have like 2 excerpts with piano in an old draft of MDE but nothing exciting enough to share lol)

Tagging: @akindofmagictoo @somethingclevermahogony @a-crystallen-author @isherwoodj. Your words are: melody, leaf, smooth, and ache.

R I N G

[Spencer] dug his hand into the front pocket of his jeans, producing a thin fold of cash. “A-plus customer service, by the way. Do you also piss on your customers after they complete a purchase or do I have to join the rewards program for that?”

Jerking my head back, I narrowed my eyes. “Excuse me?”

He threw down a few bills and grabbed his bagged items, a silver ring glinting off the forefinger of his left hand. “Keep the change.” Turning, he walked casually over to the exit and out the door. 

T I M E

“Cami, is it?” Vince eased himself into my periphery. “I finally found out your name, which you so rudely refused to tell me the other day.”

I jerked my padlock. “Unless you’re the US government, you’re not exactly entitled to that information.”

He grinned. “Look, I feel like we got off on the wrong foot. Can we start over?”

I swung my bag off my shoulder and stuffed a book inside. “Sure. I’d be happy to go back to the point in time when neither of us was aware of the other’s existence.”

“I don’t think it’s possible for me to ignore the existence of someone like you.”

“Well, that makes one of us.” I smiled back, shutting my locker and walking off.

N O T I C E

I lingered after class let out, taking my sweet time packing up my belongings. As soon as the last pesky student with a long-winded question for Professor Huynh had left, I bolted up from my seat. 

“So, I couldn’t help but notice that I didn’t hear back from you about the pictures I sent.”

Her pen scratched against paper as she wrote something down. “I figured it was best to discuss this in person.”

“Says every critic who’s on the verge of delivering great news,” I muttered sarcastically. I spread my arms out. “Alright, lay it on me. What was the problem? Were the pieces too amateur? Too colorful? Did I use the wrong drawing utensil?”

Her eyes didn’t leave her paper. “Are you done being cute?” I frowned. 

F O R C E

I slammed my palms on her desk, my fingers curling, nails scratching against the wood. “You have no idea what I want,” I seethed. 

“Finally, something we both agree on. Because if you really wanted this, if I were in your shoes and I really wanted this, I would be throwing everything I had into the ring.” 

We held each other in an unwavering stare. 

“This is just a consultation. I’m not going to hold a gun to your head and force you to use these pieces. You asked for my help and my advice and that’s what I’m giving you. You’re free to decide against it. We can still put together a decent enough portfolio without them.” 

I clenched my jaw. I didn’t come this far, work this hard, for decent enough. I wanted excellence, perfection. I wanted every margin of error, every shadow of doubt to be swallowed up by unequivocal certainty.

[sehunniepotwrites]

HAAAAAAAI i'm so glad i could bring a smile to your face in your day through my messages heheheheh ☺️ how was your day today!!!

omg is this telepathy or what! i was just considering and thinking of whether i wanted to pursue a masters after finishing up my undergrad degree studies!! hehe what's your masters in if it's not too private to ask 🫢 i was just thinking of doing masters because of my current timeline!! it's rly rly tuff to find a job here after graduating because the mkt is currently just kinda meh :/ so i was just wondering if perhaps going for masters would put me in a better spot!! but then again masters is something i can decide at a later time so rn im just gathering opinions from ppl who have taken it! wbu!! do u have any thoughts or opinions? :")

OMGGGGGG have i mentioned im a SUCKER for childhood besties concepts cuz that's just so so so cute 🥹🥹 I LOVE IT I CANT WAIT!!!! 😍 and my goodness how r u alw so creative w your ideas??? iM so unimaginative that like stories alw amaze me 🫢 hehehehe and HELLO wdym u have a life like a fic odnfoenfoke THATS SO COOL AND SWEET N LOVELY gosh i'd WISH i had like one thing from a fic ever happen to me 🥰🥰🥰🥰

AHHHH im so glad u could meet your friends and hang out together!! wish u had as much fun as u possibly could!! hehehehe how nice would it be if we could always be hanging out w our besties and just spending time together 🥺 hope you guys r meeting again soon!!! sounds rly rly fun to karaoke together it's been so so long for me to both karaoke and meet my friends cuz literally everyone im close to or care about is on exchange this semester :/

which brings me to my never ending rant of how despresso espresso i am this semester >< it's a rly tuff time in my life rn cuz im trying to navigate and find an internship that matches both my interest and my degree cuz it is a graduation requirement for me 🤡 i guess im at least getting somewhere w the search cuz i did have a pretti good offer lately! and im currently just pending the outcome of another role i interviewed for under the same company before making a decision (if i do get offered by the other role too heh) 😊 but then im just rly rly LONELY this semester and im just sad cuz im attending classes and doing everything by myself :/ and i dont have friends arnd locally rn that i could meet and just unwind after a period of stress so its rly draining me a lot on top of my never ending assignments projects and exams 🥲🥲 and yea ldr is so so tough and its so hard to keep my emotions in check because of how big of an overthinker i am so im always just having sleepless nights, constant nightmares and sometimes even sleep paralysis 🥲 i guess im becoming more independent from this whole experience though! forces me to become a whole even without everyone by my side and to continue living and functioning, doing what i should be doing!

i love coming to talk to u and reading all your responses too!! 🩵 m alw looking forward to your replies and your kind words to me hehehehe keeps me going!!!

love, 🍑

i've spent the weekend in bed becuase i'm sick again! i binged s2 of the summer i turned pretty and i cried a whole bunch. i love how they really took the angsty route this season--really showed how diff people deal with grief! probs gonna call out tomorrow because i've been sneezing like crazy and my voice is lowkey gone ;; i think i'm gonna try to get some writing done and post a teaser for a story that may never be completed but it's too good to just stay in my drafts!!

oh sure, i have my masters in education. i went thru a one year ma program with a teacher's cred tied into it too. my program was unique in that they condensed a two year prog into one accelerated and it was the toughest year of my life tbh. working full time as a teacher and going to school full time for basically two degrees was tough.

i love all my ideas but i haven't been able to finish them!!! i really want to get them out to the world bc theyre too good to sit in my drafts but it's so incomplete!! the one i am thinking about posting can be a standalone because its such an open-ended ending but there's still WAY more planned for it.

if you have time, playing games together online is a good way to keep in contact. we played pictionary on a website and it was super fun during the pandemic a lot!

it looks like youre slowly getting your ducks in a row for the internship despite the stress! but i see how missing your so and friends can affect your mood. feeling alone is never the best feeling and i totally see where you are coming from. but look at you, you're already looking at the positives out of your stressful situation! that's so great! you can only go up from here, you know? and listen, this is something i always tell my students, each person has their own timeline--their own time to make mistakes, to figure out what they want or need, etc. you may take longer than others but you don't need to worry about others. worry about you and focus on the things you can do for yourself to make you better. and if you make a mistake, that's just a lesson you can take. it's all about your growth mindset!

love u lots!!!

[svtskneecaps]

hey so if you ever needed a reference for how irredeemably terrible i am at estimating how many screenshots a scene will take up, in my google document play it again was slated at 37 parts. since posting that has increased to 45 google doc parts.

i have taken probably 90% of the screenshots needed for the rest of the au

the remaining 7 parts come out to 95+ screenshots total

needless to say, i'll be splitting them

[ageofbarbarians]

School Blows // J.M.K

AgeOfBarbarians

A/N: this is so short and super rushed but i needed some filler content because i have a couple of huge fics in the works that might end up being a couple mini series and I’ve also just had this in the drafts for so long. I do have a couple longer Josh fics coming out super soon. anyway enjoy

Summary: Y/N has Josh help her ‘study’.

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI!!! Language, Oral (m & f receiving), Unprotected Sex, Choking

Word Count: 3k

M A S T E R L I S T

“Y/N, is that you?” Your mom called. You sighed and nodded slowly as you called out to her.

“Yeah, it’s me. I'm going to Josh’s house. We have an exam in a few days.”You grabbed water from the kitchen. There was a brief moment of silence and you waited for her to respond. Knowing her she was probably engulfed in her work like always.

“That’s fine. Don’t be gone all night!” She appeared at the top of the stairs and you walked back out the front door to Josh’s car. You sat in the passenger seat and sighed as you leaned your head against the headrest and closed your eyes.

“You okay, mama?” Josh asked as he backed out of your driveway. You put your head on the window and nodded.

“Just a headache. But, I surprised myself today.” You opened your eyes and looked over at Josh who had a confused look on his face.

“And why is that?” He looked back and forth between you and the road. He placed his hand on your thigh. He rubbed slow, soft circles and you could feel the butterflies in your stomach.

“I didn’t kill anybody today!” You laughed and gave Josh a cheesy grin.

“What do you want? A gold star?” Josh sassed. You gave him a death glare and punched his arm. He pouted toward you and you rolled your eyes.

“Hey, that’s an accomplishment for me, you should be proud.” You rested your elbow on the center console and rested your chin in your hand as you stared at Josh. You observed his side profile and just admired how handsome he looked. Even doing some of the most basic tasks you knew you were completely infatuated with him.

“I’ve very proud of you, baby. Proud of you for not murdering anyone just like every other sane person.” Josh joked as you laughed.

“What am I helping you study for?” Josh inquired and you shook your head.

“Oh, nothing. I don’t really need help.” You shrugged as you looked out the passenger-side window.

“You know you don’t need to make excuses just to be with me, Y/N,” Josh stated. You could feel his eyes on you occasionally and you shrugged.

“I mean yeah I guess, but I wanted you to myself today. Plus, school blows, and I didn’t want to be on campus anymore.” You admitted quietly. You and Josh did have a lot of time alone together, but a majority of the time the two of you hung out with his brothers. Not that there was anything wrong with hanging out with Sam, Danny, and Jake, but you liked being alone with Josh the most.

“Why blow school when you can blow me?” He asked and you cringed at his comment. You turned your attention back to him and shook your head.

“First of all, that was a horrible joke. Second of all, maybe. Only if you’re lucky.” You smirked and you leaned over and pressed a kiss to his neck.

“Wait, really?” He smiled brightly and you just shrugged. Josh pulled into his driveway and parked his car, turning the ignition off. You grabbed your bag out of the back seat and unbuckled your seat belt. Before you even had the chance to open your door, Josh was on your side opening it for you. You got out and he closed it. His fingers intertwined with yours and you walked into Josh’s house. You kicked off your Vans and looked at the pictures you’ve seen millions of times.

“I still can never get over baby Josh.” You smiled. You saw his face turn a different shade of pink and he pulled you away from the pictures to lead you upstairs.

“Y/N, you make the comment almost every time you’re over.” You could hear the smile in his voice. Josh wrapped his arms around your waist before throwing you over his shoulder and you gasped.

“Josh put me down!” You screamed but you couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. He ran upstairs and swiftly opened the door and dropped you onto his bed. You looked into his brown eyes and he looked into yours.

“I don’t think I’ve ever told you how beautiful you are,” he mumbled. You felt your face get hot and you bit your lip. He came down and your lips connected. The simple kiss grew and before you knew it, your tongues clashed and you could feel yourself growing hot. You pulled away from him and pressed your hands against his face.

“I love you,” you whispered as you ran your thumb over his bottom lip.

“I love you, pretty girl.” Josh pecked your lips before moving away from you. He grabbed your bag and sat it on his bed. You groaned and covered your face with your arm.

“I know you said you didn’t need to study, but I know your calculus exam is the one that’s coming up. Y/N, you suck at math.” Josh stated blunted and you looked over at him.

“I do not!” You rolled over onto your stomach and rested your head against your arms.

“Yes, you do. Just let me teach you a few things and I promise we can do whatever you want after, okay?” Josh tried to compromise with you. You sighed but agreed.

You sat up against the headboard and pulled a blanket over yourself. Josh walked over to his closet and pulled his shirt off. You stared at his toned back and bit your lip as thoughts of you taking your nails down his delicate skin crossed your mind.

“Staring isn’t polite, Y/N.” Josh teased. You felt heat creep over your face and you continued to stare.

“I can’t help myself when you look like that,” Your voice was quiet but the list was there. Josh popped the button of his pants before sliding them down his legs and replacing them with a pair of joggers. You watched his every move as if he was moving in slow motion.

Josh came over and sat next to you and you turned your focus to one of the large textbooks. You opened your notebook to the few equations you had done and stared at the lined paper.

“What are you struggling with, mama?” Josh questioned. You shrugged and pointed at one of the problems with the end of your pencil. He handed you your calculator and he moved closer to you.

“Okay, so you take this number and divide it by that one,” Josh pointed. You punched the numbers into your calculator and wrote them off to the side so you wouldn’t forget.

“Okay good, now you multiply this number with the one you just divided, and that’s how you get your missing value,” Josh explained. You did exactly what he said and you got an answer that seemed like it was right.

“Just do that for the next couple of problems and I’ll show you how to do the ones after that.” Josh kissed the side of your head as he got off the bed and walked out of the room. You continued working on your problems and he came back a couple of minutes later with some water.

The two of you continued to work on the different equations and as time went on they just got much harder. You began to get frustrated as you got to the point where you didn’t understand the material.

“Josh, we’ve been doing this for an hour now,” you groaned. You set your pencil down and put your head back. You checked your phone and it was only four.

“Y/N we're almost done. Just a few more.” He chuckled. You rubbed your eyes and sighed as you continued writing down equations. He watched as you did the problems to make sure you weren’t getting anything mixed up. His hand was on your thigh and he rubbed small circles with his thumb you bit your lip as the unholy thoughts started coming back into your mind.

“Josh, I can’t concentrate with you doing that.” You said quietly. He looked at you with a raised brow and you kept going. Each time you got a problem right, his hand would move upward, getting closer to your core. You squeezed your thighs together hoping to relieve some pressure that was building up. Josh was making this harder than it needed to be.

You only had five problems left before his hand slipped under your skirt. Your breath hitched and you looked at Josh, who had a sly smirk spread across his face. You were thanking yourself in the back of your mind for wearing a skirt today since you typically wore jeans or leggings.

“Keep going.” He insisted. You sat your pencil down and shifted under his touch.

“I can’t focus with you—“

“I said keep going.” He demanded. You gritted your teeth and as you went on, his fingers brushed against your covered folds. His lips came in contact with your neck, instantly finding your sweet spot. You let out a breathy moan and set the pencil down again.

“I’ll stop,” he paused. You groaned and finished the last problem as fast as you could. You closed your notebook and pushed everything off the bed.

“There, I’m done. Can we please finish what you started?” You whined.

“I didn’t start anything, you were the one who made the suggestion earlier.” Josh deadpanned. You laughed and it soon turned into a quiet moan as he ghosted over your clothed core.

Josh’s hands rested on both sides of your hips and his lips connected with yours. Your arms wrapped around his neck and your breathing began to pick up. The slow, passionate kiss soon turned heated and rushed. You moaned into the kiss as his hand made its way back up your skirt again. You heard a tear and then a pain that soon went away. You pulled away from Josh's lips and whined.

"Seriously? That is like the seventh pair."

"I think you should just stop wearing them." Josh shrugged before his lips met your neck, instantly going to your sweet spot.

"Yeah? Just let you have me whenever you want?" You moaned as he found the spot he knew you loved the most. His fingers ghosted over your  clit and you adjusted your hips under him.

"I can already have you whenever you want. Don't forget who owns this pretty cunt," Josh's voice was low as his free hand came up and wrapped itself around your throat. 

"Yes sir," You struggled to get out. You knew calling him 'sir' was a weak spot, but it was almost like a rule between the two of you. Of course, you didn't have to call him that, but you could get almost anything you wanted from him.

"Good girl," Josh gave you a lazy smile before inserting two of his fingers into you without warning. Your mouth fell open and a deep sigh escaped your lips. Your eyes had already grown heavy as you surrendered to his touch.

He worked his fingers in and out of you at a brutally slow place before slowly speeding up his movements. His fingers curved upwards, hitting the spot inside of you that you so desperately loved. 

“Fuck,” you gasped “Josh, please don’t stop,” you moaned loudly. His thumb rubbed circles on the bundle of nerves. As pathetic as it was, you were quickly getting closer to your climax. Josh knew every inch of you like the back of your hand. He knew how to work you up and to get what he wanted from you every single time. Your walls tightened and Josh's pace sped up. He could tell from the action alone that you were on the brink of spilling over, but he wasn't ready for you to release around him. 

“Not yet,” his lips connected with yours and your moans became muffled. Your thighs wanted to close as you could feel them shake but Josh held them open as he removed his hand from around your throat

“Okay,” he smiled. You whimpered as you hit your high and let the euphoria take over your body. You breathed heavily as you stood up. Josh put his fingers to your mouth and you opened obediently. Wrapping your kiss-swollen lips around his fingers, Josh watched you with astonishment.

“Jesus fuck, I’m so lucky,” he groaned. You pulled away from his fingers, making a small pop.

“We aren’t finished, Kiszka. I made you a deal.” You got down on your knees and fumbled with the tight string on his sweatpants. You grabbed the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down along with his boxers.

His tip was flaming and there was a small amount of pre-cum leaking out. Your mouth basically watered at the sight of how big he was, something that never ceased to amaze you. 

You ran your thumb over his tip before taking his length into your mouth. You licked a bold stripe along the underside of his shaft before wrapping your lips around his tip, teasing him. Josh tilted his head back and groaned as he grabbed a fist full of your hair. You licked up his shaft again and took him into your mouth. Your movements were slow as you looked up at him through your lashes.

“Fuck, Y/N, I can’t do the teasing. I need to fuck you.” He pulled you up and pushed you back onto the bed. He wasted no time lining himself up at your entrance and pushed himself into you before starting his brutal pace, giving you nearly no time to adjust. You gasped and he raised a brow as you nodded. One thing you loved about Josh was no matter how rough he was with you, he would always make sure you were okay. Even if there was the slightest bit of discomfort, he would stop until you were ready for him to start again. 

Your nails came in contact with Josh's back to try and still yourself as much as you could. He winced at the scratching but he picked up his pace if it was even possible. It gave him a feeling of more power, knowing he was making you feel so good. You were putty under his touch. Your eyes rolled back before you closed your eyes. You bit your lip to try and quiet yourself some.

He slowed down for a moment to readjust his pace before he continued again. He hit your g-spot causing you to cry out. He hit the spot multiple times causing you to feel the familiar feeling of your second high coming on. It was approaching gradually but it quickened as Josh rubbed the bundle of nerves profusely.

“Josh, please let me- ah fuck,” you were cut off by a moan. You put your arm across your mouth and bit down on the skin as your brows furrowed, your eyes never leaving Josh's.

“Let it out baby, I know you're right there,” Josh grunted before his thrusts started to become sloppy. You let your high take over you, your vision becoming blurred from the tears that formed across your eyes from the sensation. Josh grunted as he sped up his pace a little more before his mouth fell open, spilling into you. You watched as his eyes screwed shut and his mouth hung open before he leaned over the top of you, his face meeting the side of your neck as he whispered a mixture of praises in your ear. 

One sight that you would never get out of your mind was the way Josh looked when he came. The pure state of bliss and euphoria that washed over him, the way his cheeks were tinted pink, the way his chest rose and fell as he tried his hardest to catch his breath. Every little bit of him was something you would never forget. 

Josh pulled himself off of you, his breathing still somewhat heavy. He got up and slid his boxers on. 

"I'll be right back," Josh pulled himself off of you, his breathing still somewhat heavy. He kissed the top of your head before sliding out of you. You whined at the loss of contact with him and you could hear the small laugh that slid past his lips. His eyes were heavy, the fucked outlook that you were so used to. 

He got up and slid his boxers on. He quickly went to the bathroom and got a rag to clean you up as best as he could until you had the energy to go shower. When he came back he made sure that his movements were soft since he knew how sensitive you were after being intimate with him. He threw the rag into a dirty pile of clothes he had in the corner of his room and tossed you his shirt and you both crawled under the blankets. You turned the television on and put your head on his chest.

“Just stay over tonight, love. You have extra clothes.” Josh suggested. You nodded your head. It wasn't out of the ordinary for you to stay with Josh but there were times where you just enjoyed the comfort of your own bed. 

“Can we get Chinese?” You asked, looking up at him

“Yes, we can get Chinese.” He laughed.

“I will gladly stay over.” You gave him a cheesy smile and Josh wiped away a fake tear.

“Wow, you only love me because I buy you food.” He fake sobbed. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

“Joshua Michael Kiszka, I love you and everything about you. I don’t care that you buy me food or spoil the shit out of me even when I hate that you spend money on me, you are my forever.” You whispered the last part and you felt his lips kiss your forehead, lingering there for a minute.

“I love you so fucking much, Y/N,”

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Sinful | Spencer Reid

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smut | sub!spencer x bau!reader requests info summary | when spencer decides to let the witness flirt with him, you decide to have some fun of your own with derek. it becomes obvious that it's a mistake.

this was sitting in my drafts unedited!! I'm still trying to finish up Amortentia part 2 & the Ethan AU. They'll be up I promise, until then.. enjoy Sub!Spencer! This is my first real stab at a dom reader so I hope I did okay. I've read fics about face slapping as a kink and I just wanna let you guys know that I am not comfortable writing that so I probably never will include that.

Also I hate saliva so I probably wont write about spitting either. Sorry lololol

thanks @imagining-in-the-margins for the inspiration! (was totally inspired by "messy lessons" if you guys haven't read it...you should!)

At first you doubted he knew what he was even doing.

At first.

Maybe he wasn't trying to get in her pants, and maybe he wasn't trying to lead her on. But he was still letting her shamelessly flirt with him. You'd been with the FBI for years and made the silly mistake of assuming that working in the same department as your boyfriend would make things easier on you. Being able to see him everyday is a definite plus, seeing him in danger every time you're in the field is definitely not a plus. Watching a busty blonde witness flirt with him is certainly not a plus, especially when he lets her throw herself into his chest. Supposedly "distraught" but you see the cheeky smile peeking at the corner of her lips.

You see the thing about Spencer that nobody except for you knows, is that deep down he's a very naughty boy. The little mischievous glint in his eyes when his eyes meet yours from across the interrogation room proved that. You were professional however, so you were forced to stand by and watch him comfort her. Bitch.

"C-Could you get me some water?" Her voice was shaky, you still didn't buy it.

"Sure, Doctor-"

"Agent Y/L/N if you wouldn't mind?" Spencer's much more dominating voice cut through yours. Your eyebrows flew up as you shared a millisecond stare down with him. You could see the playful look in his eyes, flashed by the brattiest smile you'd ever seen grace his lips. Your lips stretched in a tight smile before you nodded and turned out of the room.

When JJ joined you near the kitchenette she opened her mouth to say something, but once she'd noticed you white knuckle gripping the faucet handle she changed her mind. She continued with whatever she was doing, not looking at you. It was a tense few minutes until she turned out of the room. While everyone in the BAU knew you and Spencer were together, it was easy for them to forget seeing as you never acted as a couple at work. For obvious reasons. Only in moments of danger, like when Spencer's helicopter went down and there were panicked tears streaming down your cheeks did they remember that you were in fact, together.

Apparently your usually good boy seems to have forgotten who he belongs to as well. The sight you returned to left tendrils of anger licking at the pit of your stomach.

"Oh really, that is so cool! I'll bet you're so strong!" The witness had perked up considerably since you'd left the room. Her hand reached up to curl at his bicep, and he didn't stop her. What a brat. Spencer sat next to her rather than across from her at the table, presumably to console her. Spencer beamed at her praise, an action you did not miss.

"Yeah, actually FBI agents are required to pass a variety of physical exams to insure they're physically healthy enough to chase down an unsub if need be-"

"Here's your water." Your voice was tense and you had to resist the urge to "accidentally" spill the water on her as you set the glass down. You didn't meet Spencer's eye as he stood to follow you out of the room. You could see the naughty façade fading as soon as he'd left the room.

"Y/N?" His voice was soft and his big brown eyes wide when you turned to glance at him. Your heart melted at the sight of those sad puppy dog eyes but you're not going to give in when baby boy broke so many rules.

"Shush." Is all you say, your voice sharp. You're not going to hide the fact that you're mad at him. And you're going to stay mad at him, no matter how cute he is.

"Yes ma'am." Spencer mumbles as he follows you towards the room Hotch is waiting in with the whiteboard. You try your hardest to focus on whatever Hotch is saying but all you can think about is that stupid witness pressing her chest up against Spencer, and the fact that he was practically bathing in the attention she gave him. You hated the fact that Spencer was getting exactly what he wants, he lives for your punishments. In a way, punishing him was also rewarding him but it was rewarding for you too.

After vaguely remembering Hotch asking for Spencer, you watched him scramble forward. You don't miss the fact that he nearly stops to ask for your permission to do so, you have him trained so well. A smile quirks at the corner of your mouth and you almost feel like forgiving him until Hotch speaks again.

"Reid, I want you to take Allison Calloway home..." he lists off where the rest of you will go but at that point you're no longer listening. You hear Hotch pair your name with Derek, which sparks a wicked idea in your head. He's having Spencer take the witness home? Is the world punishing you? You see Spencer steal one nervous glance at you before rushing to get Allison. You tongue your cheek before reluctantly following Derek out of the precinct.

//

You and Derek were apparently instructed by Hotch to go investigate the second crime scene, where a young man with his hands missing was found earlier this morning. You peek at Derek out of the corner of your eye, Derek is one of your close friends and he knows more than he should about yours and Spencer's...extracurricular activities. He seems to be in a good mood today, and he's unlikely to think anything of it. He'll definitely tell Spencer about it, which is sort of what you're hoping for. While this is hardly the place for you to "come on" to Derek, you're willing to do it. Spencer needs a taste of his own medicine.

"Odd, that the unsub removes the hands but repositions the watch around the victims ankle." Derek muses, his hand coming up to scratch at the stubble on his chin. Luckily the officers sent to patrol the crime scene are nowhere nearby. You circle Derek, trying to formulate the perfect sentence in your mind. It can't be too much, but definitely enough for him to inform Spencer. Derek is used to more lewd phrases coming from yours and Penelope's mouth, so surprising him enough to tattle to your boyfriend will be a challenge.

It can't be anything that would hurt Spencer however.

Derek views Spencer as his little brother and would never hurt him, and you wouldn't want to hurt Spencer either this is all in good filthy fun. It has to be a little risky, but not so risky that Derek would prefer keeping it from Spencer to protect him. If its too much Derek will approach you directly about it which would be humiliating and would entirely miss the point. This is a very delicate operation.

"Oh Derek, have you been working out?" You decide to take the easy route, adding a dash of sultry to your tone.

"Occasionally." Derek doesn't turn his head towards you, you haven't quite captured his attention yet.

"Firm is a good look on you." You tease, you'll need to ease him into it because he's going to have the wind knocked out of him when you finally lay it on him.

"Easy girly, you're venturing into dangerous territory." You hear the lilt to his tone letting you know that he's joking. You need to push it further.

"No I'm serious," you need to tread very carefully. You don't want to ruin a friendship you still want to keep, "it's a really good look on you."

Derek turns to you then, an eyebrow raised as he watches you trail your eyes down his body. While Derek isn't a bad looking guy, he doesn't even come close to comparing to your beautiful boy. Spencer is easily the cutest and sexiest man you've ever had the privilege of standing in the same room with.

"What's with you?" He asks, keeping the smile on his face so he doesn't alert you that he's concerned. You're on the right track but if you leave it here Derek will let it go. You need to drop that mini bomb on him, just a little more. You trail a finger down his shoulder, towards his bicep.

"Nothing, just admiring the view. The big, strong, sexy, view. What I wouldn't give to have you in bed Derek Morgan." There's the bomb. Your words have an immediate effect over him. The half-lidded sultry look in your eyes is enough for him to raise his eyebrows in surprise. Usually he can tell if you're joking but now he really can't tell. He's speechless, which doesn't happen to Derek Morgan very often.

"Y/N..."

"Call me if you wanna take me up on my offer." You send a wink at him before turning to head towards the black SUV. That should be enough for him to tattle.

//

When you return to the precinct, you watch with pleased eyes as Derek immediately pulls Spencer into a side room. Derek briefly glances at you, and you send him a smile but do not receive on in return. You don't think anything of it, Derek will get over it eventually with an explanation. You watch carefully as Derek begins to speak and an unreadable expression crosses onto Spencer's face, you expect he's just absorbing what Derek is telling him. Any minute now that look will cross onto his face, those dark eyes that warn you that you've officially annoyed him.

Derek keeps speaking, you can see his lips moving. What are they talking about? It shouldn't be taking this long. You're too far away to really make out their faces, so you subtly sneak closer when Spencer's eyes flash to meet yours and you gasp. There is no anger on his face, no playful annoyance, instead you see pain. Hurt. Betrayal. Derek tries to reach out to grab Spencer but the door to that side room opens and Spencer comes rushing out of it. Not bothering a side glance at you as he makes his hasty exit.

"I was only kidding." You explain quickly as Derek emerges. He doesn't look amused.

"It was too far Y/N. He's crushed." Derek snaps, brushing past you. Immediately you turn and exit the precinct, quickly finding Spencer tucked away in a secluded corner. He's sitting against the building, his head tucked into his knees and the absolute worst part is the fact that he's softly crying. You kneel in front of him in an instant, although you're not sure what to even say.

"Oh baby boy, I was only kidding. I didn't mean it, I said it because you flirted with that blonde witness!" You explain in a hurry, trying to reach out to take him in your arms. Spencer resists, instead lifting his head to look at you. His eyes are glossy and red rimmed, "kidding?"

"Yes precious, I was kidding."

"But Derek is more...attractive then I am." Spencer whimpers softly. You reach forward to firmly grasp Spencer's chin, ensuring he looks at you.

"Spencer Walter Reid you look at me," You order, and hesitantly Spencer lifts his watery eyes to meet yours. "There is not a single person who is more attractive then you are, you are flawless."

"But deep down you want Derek-"

"I was kidding Spencer. I only want you, my good boy." You purr, and you see a shiver run down his spine. You lean forward to press your lips to his before your thumbs come up to swipe away your tears.

"I'm not a good boy, I don't deserve it." Spencer whimpers once you help him stand up. Even though you're looking up at him, it's still very clear that you're the one in charge. "I flirted with Allison."

"You're right, you haven't been very good have you? I'm sure you'll make it up to me in the hotel room." You smile pressing a kiss to his flushed cheek. He nods immediately, it warms your heart.

"I love you." Spencer whispers after he catches your hand as you're about to open the door. You press a kiss to his palm, "I love you precious."

//

You could feel the nerves rolling off of him when you opened the door to your shared hotel room. The door shut with a soft click as you kicked off your shoes. Spencer remained at the hotel room door curled in on himself and wringing his hands together. You have to hide the smile as you shed your jacket from your shoulders, beginning to reach for your jeans when you pause. You take a seat on the bed, watching Spencer eye you carefully from his spot by the door.

"Come here." There isn't a question in your tone, it's more of an order. An order Spencer hastily obeys as he scrambles to stand before you.

"Undress me." You instruct, and Spencer kneels immediately to grab at the hem of your shirt. He carefully lifts the fabric off your body and tosses it aside before reaching around your body to unclip your bra. "No touching baby boy, you were naughty remember?" You snapped, and you saw him turn his head down in shame before turning his attention towards your pants. He unbuttons your jeans and helps pull them down your legs. Spencer's breath gets caught in his throat when his eyes land on your clothed pussy.

"Like what you see precious? Maybe if you were a good boy and didn't let that woman run her hands all over you, maybe I'd let you touch." You purr watching the disdain in his eyes when he realizes what his punishment is going to be.

"Tell me the truth baby boy, did you let her touch you in the car?"

He nods, but that's not good enough for you. You reach down to roughly palm him through his slacks.

"I said did you let her touch you?" You punctuate every word with a gentle squeeze around his cock. Finally, Spencer seems to find his voice.

"Y-Yes!"

"Where? Show me where she marked what's mine." You hiss, not even attempting to disguise your frustration. Spencer lifts one hand to his chest and trails it down his stomach, dangerously close to the hem of his pants before thankfully he stops.

"You let her touch you, this close to your cock?" You snap, tearing your hand away from him.

"I-I'm sorry!" He stammers, his eyes wide and his hands resting on the tops of his thighs. Boy does he look pretty on his knees before you. Not pretty enough for mercy however. There's a pleading look in his eyes, and a desperation. A desperation to please you.

"Make it up to me." You snap and as soon as the words leave your lips, Spencer's fingers are curling around the waistband of your underwear and tearing them off your body.

"Y-Yes ma'am." You lean back on your elbows as Spencer lowers his head between your legs, his eyes flickering to yours briefly. With a nod of your head, Spencer is delving between your legs with the enthusiasm of sex deprived teenager. Your head tosses back immediately as you feel his tongue licking thick stripes over your entrance. He continues to lap at you, his tongue teasing your entrance before he returns to his heavy licking. You moan softly, your fingers digging into his curls and pulling his head closer.

"Just like that, you're being such a good boy." You praise through breathy moans, and Spencer can feel his chest swell with pride. He loves being your good boy. But he isn't your baby boy all the time, sometimes, with a bit of coaxing, he becomes daddy. Spencer reaches up to prod a finger at your entrance before he's sinking in knuckle deep, his mouth curling around your clit. Spencer pumps on finger, to stretch you a little before slowly working a second finger into your suffocatingly tight heat.

"Yes Spencer, don't stop." You beg, feeling yourself climbing closer to reaching the peak, especially when his tongue flicks expertly against your clit while his fingers pump steadily into you. "Oh God, my good boy-" You praise again, and this time Spencer moans against you. Your toes curl as the vibrations send a course of pleasure through you, you've got to make him do that again.

"Do you like being my good boy Spencer? My good, obedient boy. So eager to please me, to make me feel good. And you do, you make me feel so good because you're such a good, good, boy." Your heavy praise causes Spencer to release a low groan, and the feeling is enough to launch you over the edge. Spencer keeps pumping is fingers into you, his tongue swirling soft circles over your clit to help you through your orgasm. Once your body has stopped jerking, you finally pull him off you.

"I forgive you precious, but unfortunately I still have to punish you." You inform him as you pull him back up to his feet. You hear him whine as you push his chest to lay him back against the bed.

"Do you have to?"

"Are you talking back to me baby boy?"

"N-No!" He squeaks instantly, his cheeks painted red. You stand over him, laying beneath you and you can't fight the soft moan that escapes your lips upon seeing him. His hair is disheveled from you raking your fingers through his, his brown eyes are wide and innocent as he looks up at you, and his cheeks are dusted such a beautiful shade of pink.

"Take off your clothes precious, I want to see all of you." You instruct, and you love the shy look on his face as he reaches up to remove his shirt. You let your eyes shamelessly roam his body as he slowly exposes more skin to you. Despite having been together for a few years now, Spencer is still incredibly insecure. Deep down he's worried you'll grow tired of him. Worried that you'll seek out other men despite being with him. Spencer is worried he's not enough to keep you interested. Which is wildly untrue, it's already been over 3 years and if anything you become more interested as time goes on.

"So beautiful baby boy, your body is a work of art." You breathe under your breath. Spencer blushes even deeper then he was before as he nervously fidgets underneath. You swing your legs on either side of his waist, your palms on the bed next to his head. "Your punishment, precious boy," your hands drift to his that are resting on your hips, "is that you can't touch me." You finish, moving his hands to the bed.

Spencer's eyes widen as his head drops back. A whine escapes his lips, but like a good boy, he grasps tightly at the sheets. You reach between your bodies to grasp his cock, pressing the head against your entrance before you teasingly lower onto him. Spencer's eyes squeeze shut at the feeling of your velvety walls around him- it's almost too much for the poor boy. It doesn't help that it's been a few weeks since you two last had sex, meaning you're tighter then you normally are. In fact you're so tight that Spencer can't even breathe properly while he's stretching you open.

"Oh baby boy, you feel absolutely wonderful. Your cock stretches me open so good." You purr, your hands landing on his chest for leverage so you can bounce on him faster. Spencer whimpers softly, the feeling is overwhelming, you can tell he's struggling to contain himself. Your hair drifts down your back when you throw your head back, his cock hitting places deep inside you.

"Getting close," You moan and Spencer knows that's his cue to reach down and begin rubbing circles over your clit. As soon as his thumb makes contact you're moaning loudly, your free hand digging into his hair to hold onto tightly. "Yes Spencer, yes." The phrase becomes a chant you repeat in your head over and over again. Spencer continues to rub you, desperate to help you find your release. When you slam down on him again, his cock hits the place deep inside you that makes your toes curl. You cum instantaneously, your body nearly falling top of Spencer's from the sheer force of it. Spencer's arms come up to steady you, offering shallow thrusts into you to chase his own release.

"Y/N...c-can I?" His voice is wrought, and you smile weakly.

"Yes precious, you can cum." As soon as you give him permission, he's cumming in hot gushes into you, his face buried in your neck. You run your hand down his back as his heart rate slows back to normal, and Spencer's arms stay curled around your waist.

"Spence?"

"Hm?" You can hear the lazy drawl in his voice that lets you know he's getting very sleepy.

"Don't ever break my rules again, or your punishment will be much worse."

"Yes ma'am." You press a kiss to his lips before pulling off him, and curling yourself into his side.

[flower-slut004]

Soft ABC’s

note: i’m trying to clear my drafts and i’m left and right with ideas.

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

In the beginning KC wasn’t as affectionate but later on she became super affectionate but only in private. She isn’t big on the whole PDA thing unless she’s jealous.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

With spy life and school life, KC finds it hard at first to balance your relationship. The more dates she missed due to missions the more distant she felt you were. KC finally made the best of both words and turned your date nights into study dates.

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

KC adores your cuddles, especially after long and hard missions. She’d yearn for the hours to end quickly so she could be wrapped in a big blanket with you watching movies.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

A picnic. KC wanted to make sure the date was perfect and no interruptions at all. She wanted to spend the date to get to know you. The picnic was in a beautiful meadow with a gorgeous view of the town.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

After long and stressful days, KC tries not to run you over so she keeps her cool around you. She doesn’t want to scare you off so she “walking” to your house and waits a few minutes to knock.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

It takes a lot for you guys to fight. She’s pretty chill and you’re pretty chill. The only time you fought was when you found out she was a spy. It was pretty bad, yelling and screaming. Trudie powered off to avoid the screaming.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

The typical nicknames, KC isn’t big on creating new names. “baby” “babe”.

H - Hi (first time meeting)

You were new to the school and had the pleasure of running into Marissa. She instantly hooked you around her arms when she saw your designer purse. KC was doing homework at lunch when she laid eyes on you. Sounds cliche but KC swore time froze. “KC this is YN! YN this is KC”. KC felt her face heat up when you smiled at her “Hey KC”

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

KC doesn’t have a romantic bone in her body. She may be smart but when it comes to romance, she isn’t the best at it. You’re the romantic one in the relationship.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

She's 100% the jealous type. Guys and girls are on her radar. If she feels someone is too close she’ll instantly wrap her arms around you and make it known that you’re hers. When you’re jealous, she finds it cute. She’ll remind you at the end of the day that she’s yours and your hers

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

Bc of her height ( if you’re taller than her, read the second part) she loves giving you forehand kisses as much as possible. If you’re taller than her, she loves giving you kisses on the shoulder/cheek. She usually gives you shoulder kisses on dates tho.

L - Love (when was the first time they said I love you or realized it?)

KC realized she loved you after she came back from a mission where she was almost killed. Limping back into her bedroom, you surprised her. With your rambling, she realized how much she loved you. That same day she told you she was in love with you.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

Keep in mind, you guys are still in high school. The first step into moving in together would be roommates in college.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

I'm not sure about this one since KC seems the type to not want kids, but if yall did have kids it would be a long discussion before you guys adopt

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

You guys are pretty open about everything the only thing that is kept away from you is that KC is a spy.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

KC loves photos of you sleeping/ wearing her clothes. You take photos of her when she’s studying or not looking.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

When you get nervous you hiccup. KC loves/hates It depends on her mood.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

You can always be found at KCs house so every night when KC comes home from a mission you already have ice pack and warm bath ready for her.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

Let’s be honest, KC won’t apologize if she thinks she’s right. Usually fights end up in tearful apologies or little jokes here and there

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

KC isn’t so big on PDA like I said earlier, but when she feels the need to come into skin to skin contact with you, she’ll hold your hand and play with your fingers.

U - Up ( waking up with them)

You wake up earlier than her and so usually you clean her room ( if needed) while you waited for her to wake up

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

With KC’s benefits from being a spy, she can practically take you anywhere.

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

You’re the one to propose. You propose to her after graduation from college at the library. Y’all get married in a nice small ceremony in a DC park. The honeymoon is in Paris where you go to look at art

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

KC loves how you don’t hold back from telling the truth. She loves your bluntness.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

As soon as she yawns, she can go out at any moment. Makes sure to carry a pillow

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

wrapped around each other, keeping each other warm

[faithfulwarrior-og]

Raya being a flirtatious little shit at Officer Namaari, Pt. 2! (Here’s Pt. 1)

As requested originally by @isitbussinjanelle

Requests to continue by @taro-egg, @tigerlillyruiz, @chaiteahd, and @indianaclems

~

Sisu walks up to Raya getting her things together. “Wanna tell me why ‘excuses to be at a police station’ is on our PC search history?”

Raya freezes. “Uhhh I mean I think the answer is obvious…?”

Sisu face palms. “Raya, you cannot be serious.”

Raya turns to her. “Sisu, this is the woman of my dreams—”

“You spoke to her for maybe five minutes!”

“That’s long enough. I just want to try to actually ask her out okay? Is that so wrong?”

“No but it’s a little stalker-ish.”

Raya glares at her. “She’s a police officer. Police officers work at the police station. That is just common information—”

Sisu sighs. “Okay fine, well, if you’re going I wanna go too.” 

Raya pumps her fist. “Sweet. I needed a get-away driver anyway.”

Sisu “UM—”

~

Sisu lets her head fall onto the steering wheel. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Raya pops a mint into her mouth. “No ditching me now!”

“Would you stop with the mints! You’re not gonna try to kiss her, are you??”

Raya shoots her a look. “Of course not! Unless…”

“Raya!”

“I’m kidding!! But I’ll hopefully be speaking to her and I don’t want bad breath.”

“That’s fair I guess. What’s your plan?

Raya rubs her hands together. “Okay. I have no clue when she works or if she’s even here right now, however, I need to draft a note that I can leave for her just in case.”

Sisu sighs. “Okay, well, do you have the note?”

“No not yet.”

“Raya, we’re in the parking lot of the police station!”

“I know, I know! I’ll write it quick but you gotta help me!”

“Fine, what do you have so far?

Raya starts writing. “‘Hey.. sexy…’”

“No.”

Raya looks at her. “What?? Why not??”

“Raya. You’re coming off as hella creepy.”

“Ok ok fine.” She pinches her lips together for a moment to think. “‘Hello.. beautiful..’”

“No.”

“Sisu!”

“Just give me that.” She snatches the pen and paper.

Raya huffs and slumps back into her chair.

“‘Dear Officer N’.. what did she say her name was again?”

“Namaari.”

“How do you spell it?”

“Uhhh I don’t know??”

“Ok I’m going with N-a-m-a-a-r-i.”

“Two a’s—?”

“Yes, shut up. Okay: ‘Dear Officer Namaari, I realize that I was rather forward to you the other day when you pulled me over…’”

“Hey!”

Sisu glares at her. “Are you gonna tell me I’m wrong…?”

Raya slumps again. “No.”

“Anyway, ‘I just wanted to thank you for not giving me a ticket, and I know this is a long shot but I am actually a decent human being, and I was wondering if you’d like to go out to eat sometime? If so, here’s my number: (XXX) XXX-XXXX. Sincerely, Raya Hart.’”

Raya huffs. “That was so formal I almost fell asleep.”

“Raya, you have to seem sincere if you want any chance of going out with her!”

“Yeah, yeah… I guess you’re right. Okay, let’s go in.”

“Girl, I am not going in, you’re going in.”

“Oh wow just leave me??”

“First off, you said I was the get-away driver, second, she’s your girlfriend!”

“Ok ok fine I’m going!”

“Good luck!

~

Raya takes a deep breath before walking confidently into the police station.

“Hello, how can I help you?” The man at the front desk offers.

“Hi! Actually, I was wondering if Officer Namaari is here today?”

The man’s eyebrows bob just slightly. “She is working today, but I believe she’s out on patrol.”

Raya rests her elbows on the counter. “Oh, okay. Do you think you could give this to her?” She holds out the note.

He takes it. “Of course! I’ll see that she gets it.”

She winks. “Thanks.”

“Hey Dennis, would you mind tak—”

Raya looks up at the officer striding into the room and freezes. The two look at each other for a moment, then Raya waves a little awkwardly at the women she had been hoping to see.

Namaari’s jaw tenses. “What are you doing here?” She turns to the man at the desk. “What is she doing here?”

“Um, I don’t…” Dennis begins.

Raya decides to help him out, her eyes never leaving Namaari. “I actually came to see you.”

Namaari sighs. “Ms. Hart—”

Raya lights up. “You remembered!”

Namaari looks at the ceiling. “How could I forget…”

“That’s sweet,” Raya says teasingly.

Dennis pushes his chair back. “Wait, is this that girl you were talking about, Fang?”

Namaari shoots him a death-glare.

Raya gives her a shit-eating grin. “Oh you were talking about me, were you…?”

Namaari walks up to the front desk. “Yes, Hart. You’re a rather unusual character to pull over.”

Raya switches to just leaning against one elbow. “I’ll take that as a compliment, dep la.”

Raya registers a snicker from Dennis, and barely contains her happiness at the flush she notices forming at the tips of Officer Namaari’s ears and neck.

“That means beautiful,” Dennis whispers at Namaari.

“I know what it means, Dennis.”

Raya picks up the note and steps into Namaari’s personal space. She watches the officer stiffen and scowl at her, but she does’t back down.

Raya knows she needs to say something before Namaari inevitably objects, “Actually, I just wanted to give you this.”

Raya reaches up and lifts the flap on Namaari’s breast pocket, which she noticed earlier was conveniently unbuttoned, and slips the note into it, careful not to touch her. She can’t help but smirk at Namaari who had clearly stopped breathing a while ago, and the way her jaw went slack at how brazen Raya is behaving.

“I hope to see you soon, Namaari,” Raya practically purrs after allowing her eyes to briefly wander over her features. Then she winks at her, and walks out without a backward glance.

~

“Do I need to go get you an AED, Chief?”

Namaari blinks and then frowns at Dennis.

He chuckles. “Well, what’s it say?”

Namaari pulls out the note and scans the contents with a quirking brow and amused huff. “She wants to go out to dinner.”

“I think she wants to eat a lot more than just dinner, personally—”

“Dennis, shut up!” Namaari quickly replaces the paper and walks out of the room.

“Namaari, you’ve gotta do it!” Dennis is following her.

“I don’t have to do anything.”

“Come on! You can’t turn that down! what’s the worst that could happen? She makes you blush again? Hahahah that was hilarious—”

Namaari stops and turns. Dennis almost runs into her. 

She goes to speak but he shrugs. “Look, just saying. Might be fun.”

“…I’ll think about it.”

Namaari shakes her head at Dennis’s laughter behind her as she walks away. “I knew you’d loosen up one of these days!”

[musetta3]

Some Musings on Thedosian Calendars

So in one of the Dragon Age server I’m in, the question of the Thedosian calendar came up. So I did some digging and analysis, and found some really cool correlations. Please note that these are my opinions, based on the Dragon Age Wiki and canon sources. There are many interpretations, not just mine <3 

Southern Thedosian Climate Thoughts

Thedas is, from what we understand, in the southern hemisphere of their world, for the sheer fact of south = colder, north = warmer. However, if we look at the Common names of the months, there can be 2 different interpretations

-1. Either Southern Thedas has climate like an IRL northern hemisphere, where Wintersmarch = January = winter weather/snow, and thus follows seasons that way. It's easy to consider it that way, because the 8th month in Thedas and Earth, match: they're both August (according to the wiki, this is carried over from when Andraste was named Augusta in earlier drafts of the game)

 -2. OR the Thedosian calendar year starts in, say, what we would consider summer in the IRL northern hemisphere/winter in the IRL southern hemisphere (such as IRL March) and then follows a southern hemisphere pattern of weather. Considering the Tevinters first set up the calendar, and the Roman calendar year starts in March, that can also be a consideration.

either of these methods can work. I personally use the first method in my longfic, The Songstress and the Swordsman, but, as stated above, there are many proverbial roads to Rome, and different interpretations.

As for the Southern Thedosian climate: from what we see in the games, there’s so many different climates present in DAI. So you can interpret it a number of ways, including: 

-visiting different regions during different time of the year. We know that DAI takes place over a period of time, so that’s not a stretch. ex: ‘I’m visiting the Hinterlands in the summer, and the Emprise in winter’

-The Frostbacks could act similarly to the Rocky Mountains  in the Pacific NW of the US, where one side is lush and green, and the other is dry prairie/grassland

-some areas could be affected by magic, which would also affect things in its own way

But, we can mostly agree that it’s relatively temperate in Ferelden and the Free Marches. There's some snow in parts of it. 

What of Tevinter/the North, though? That's where things get interesting.

Tevinter Calendar and Climate

Here is the calendar, directly from the Wiki

so let's break this down. Tevene shares roots in Latin, so I used Latin to translate this... 

 1: Spring-month/Wintermarch; celebrate First Day 

2: 'it rains' (from that Latin verb 'to rain')/Guardian; celebrate Wintersend 

3: 'hazy/ cloudy'/Drakonis 

4: Eluvium: sediment/rock debris formed from running water or rain/Cloudreach 

5: I strive/work (or, alternatively a tweak of 'melior' which is 'better')/Bloomingtide; celebrate Summersday 

6: Hot/boiling (from 'fervens')/ Justinian 

7: Sun (easy: sol for sun)/Solace 

8: Pertaining to matrons/married women (further push it to Mothers)/ August; celebrate All Souls Day 

9: Small (can be interpreted as ‘little ones’ or children)/Kingsway 

10: Grain/Harvestmere 

11: Shadowy/cloudy/Firstfall; celebrate Satinalia 

12: Hollow or empty/ Haring 

Notice that we have a clear period of 3 rainy months, 2 intense summer, a harvest, and then a cloudy, empty period of not much going on. This, to me, follows the typical climate found in India. 

If we ascribe to the first theory of 'Wintersmarch = January = Winter' I would consider SE India, where there are monsoons during the IRL winter months (speaking from a northern hemisphere perspective, at least) 

 If we use Theory 2 'Wintermarch = IRL March' then this aligns with the SW monsoon pattern during the IRL summer (again, northern hemisphere perspective <3 ).

I interpret it as this:

Guardian-Cloudreach: monsoon season 

Bloomingtide: super short respite, planting season 

Justinian-August: S U M M E R 

Kingsway-Harvestmere: autumn 

Firstfall-Haring: winter 

Wintermarch: super short spring

Could it be that it these names are simply cool names slapped onto the IRL Earth calendar? Possibly. However, the correlations are a bit too coincidental for me to rule that out completely.  

Tevinter Calendar, The Weather, and Holidays

I found some correlations between the Old Tevinter names of the holidays, and the translated month names in which they occur

Wintersend/Urthalis: dedicated to Urthemiel, the god of beauty. How does holding tourneys match up with 'beauty?' well, two ways: flex your political muscles and put on some epic pageants/events that are beautiful. OR celebrate this right before the monsoons start, when the weather is still 'beautiful.' Parts of Tevinter will become muddy and muggy, soon, definitely not pretty

Summersday/Andoralis: dedicated to Andoral, the god of unity. We celebrate this in Bloomingtide/Melior, or the 'I work' month. Andoral is the god of unity, so why honor him during this month? To unify together and plant before the summer comes 

All Souls Day/Funalis: dedicated to Dumat, the god of silence. this is a very interesting holiday, because after Dumat rose in the first Blight, Thedosians rededicated the holiday to remembering those who have passed. In the South, it represents Andraste’s death, coming from August (Augusta was, remember, an old name for Andraste before the devs switched it over). Bonfires are common, to represent Her pyre. In the Old Tevene, Matronalis is ‘pertaining to matrons/married women.’ Andraste is the Bride of the Maker, a married woman, and mother.

It’s interesting to note that in some Northern countries, people dress as spirits and parade down main thoroughfares at midnight. Is it a carry-over from Dumat’s celebration in the ‘dead silence of night?’ Perhaps!

Satinalia/Feastday: originally attributed to the god of chaos. Now. This is like... two letters off or something from the Ancient Roman Saturnalia, and bears some really close resemblances (not to the month name, this time). Wild celebrations, masquerades, gift giving: in some areas, like Antiva, it lasts a whole week! So a whole week of chaos! Epicness! It’s my favorite holiday, and I never attended it before <3 

It’s a good thing to note that the holiday got its name from Satina, the second moon. It could be that, during this time of year, Satina is really visible/prominent in the sky, hence why the holiday is named for it. 

[profoundpidgeon]

Growing up with the Miya Twins!

(this was in my drafts for soooo long jeeez)

Also I think this is my longest post yet so have fun, it made me ✨e m o t i o n a l✨

Warnings: Fluff! And I mean... emotional? In a sense (at least for me but I'm just a pile of mush in general)

Also gender neutral reader!

~ur lovely Pidge 💖

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Y'all met when you first moved into their prefecture and it so happens that you were neighbors. They saw you playing in your backyard alone one day and decided to approach to see what you were doing

They asked if they could play and you wanted more players for whatever you were doing so you kindly accepted

And thus your friendship began

From this moment on, y'all did pretty much everything together whether that be going on mini adventures to pranking one another. There wasn't a secret kept between any of you, y'all were pretty much connected at the hip

When y'all got to elementary school, y'all made this promise to always go to the same schools, and y'all kept this promise.

They tried to impress to all the time, having compitions to see who can impress you the most.

They'd even went as far as saying they'd marry you someday and present you with flower crowns and other gifts.

When y'all got into middle school, nothing really changed much

Well except they got more involved in volleyball.

Like I said, y'all will be together through and through

I bet they tried to get you into volleyball but it just wasn't doin' it for you

so you settled for being the team's manager

and you bet they made you be their team manager for high school hooo boi.

Once high school rolled around, your bond with the twins was stronger than ever. You even became friends with the other team members and y'all just became a group of crackheads.

You would hang out with Aran and Kita while the twins were fighting since you were used to their baffounery. If you see Rin recording you ask him to send you the recordings so 1. you can keep them as a memory and 2. for blackmail.

OH GOODNESS they would be your protectors whenever you go to tournaments and such. Won't leave your side for a SINGLE👏SECOND👏. If you're ever alone for some reason or get lost and they find you and see someone flirting with you, hooo boi be prepared to have two tall bois just ~g l a r i n g~ at whoever is talking to you and than you being suddenly abducted.

anyways... moving on from tournaments...

GROUP HUGS!!! 💖💖💞

group hugs with these bois are the ABSOULTE BEST!

When they win a game, they'll be running up to you and almost knocking you off of your feet while you give them so much praise!

Either way, for Atsumu, whenever he hugs you be prepared to get the wind knocked out of you but in the end it's still worth it.

For Osamu, he would give you more side hugs than anything and the rare bear hug that's always so comforting and sweet. (for your eyes only tho.)

And you bet they both give you lil' cheek kisses now in then to show you lil' affection. Just to show you how much they appreciate ya. :)))

You would have many late night outings and help them with homework as best you can

Just imagine studying with Atsumu... Y'all would get no work done. That's where Osamu comes in and hits you both on the heads with Chem books. (Rip y'all would be getting headaches for days for how much y'all procrasonate)

I can just imagine y'all going out, creating whatever kind of foolery in a plain field with a sky full of stars and many laughs. (ooofff this is getting me emotional but MOVING ON)

Y'all just want to have as many fun times before graduation.

haha graduation...

many tears

many tears have been shead

mostly by atsumu

I mean he just kept on boasting all the time about how at graduation he's going to keep it together... well spoiler alert, he did not.

It got especially emotional when he got excepted into the Black Jackels.

So many tears of hapiness and joy (y'all were so proud of him and even had a mini celebration just the three of you)

And you BET it was the best celebration ever, you even drove out into the field like you used to all those years ago.

Now onto Osamu:

When he finally gets his dream in opening Origini Miya, Atsumu comes back to celebrate with y'all and y'all have a lil' opening ceremony!

There's little origini, sushi and ramen out on display and soon enough the restaurant will get the hype it deserves.

(if ya want, he'll probably ask you to become his sponsor of somethin')

Anyways all in all to wrap these headcannons up, this realationship lasts a lifetime and you're forever in eachother's contacts. (They'll be bothering you all the time by the way don't worry, they'll always be dumbasses and always proctect you, no matter where you are 💖)

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As always, thanks for reading my post lovelies!

[vulpes-z3rda]

SFW Alphabet ~ Bakugou

a/n: i have a few things in my drafts that just need editing before i publish them and then i should have a bit more consistent upload schedule, i just have college starting again soon so i’ll have to balance it!

for now though, i hope you enjoy this! yes i am moving my wattpad content over here dont @ me shush

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

For starters, we all know he isn't the most... in touch with his emotions. But he's more than ready to show whatever emotions he has to for you. I mean, he doesn't just cuddle anyone when they seriously need it.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Well, you probably beat his ass somehow in some training activity Aizawa set. Or you stood up to him when you were younger to protect Midoriya. Whatever it is you did, it made him appreciate you so much more. Also, he'd basically be like your little bodyguard or guard dog so take advantage of it. He would never admit to any of this by the way.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

I mean... of fucking course he does!!! It's not like he'll go out of his way every time to do it with you, but when he's up for it, he won't want to let you go.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He never really imagined himself settling down with anyone ever. Of course, his mind changed when you can into his life. You're the first person to ever make him question what he wants his future to be like. The bonus to having him as your boyfriend is that he's an amazing chef and he cleans very well and often.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He'd be very reluctant to do it in all honesty. This is Bakugou we're talking about, he doesn't do anything without putting up a fight. Unless he has to do it to protect you... that's really the only way he'd ever let you go.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Well, the subject of commitment is very new to him. What, with him being emotionally constipated or whatever... but he'd probably ask you to marry him after a couple of years of dating.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Let's get real here, he isn't known for being gentle with anyone so why would he be gentle on you? However, he can be a big softie on a rare occasion or when he's drunk.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He's not that much of a hugger unless you really really need one. Honestly, he's surprisingly good at comforting people once he himself has opened up to them. So expect a lot of bear, comfort hugs from this man right here.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It took him a few months. Listen, he's not used to showing how he feels to people so openly, so when he did, he was a shy b o i.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

Well... most people think it's concerning how easily jealous he gets, but you find it adorable. The worst he gets is using his quirk on them, but usually he just verbally threatens them. Like I've said before, he refuses to let you go.. he loves you too much for that.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

They're kind of steamy and passionate. Every now and then, they're just soft and loving. He kisses you on the lips and neck normally and you love that as well as forehead kisses.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

We all know he's angry towards children or anyone for that matter. But his own brats? Well, his personality does a complete 180. It scares you honestly, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

You both cuddle for a bit when you wake up before actually getting out of bed. It's a slow start to the day for you both that involves lots of love and hugs and kisses to wake up.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

This is easy, you do some things that aren't PG and things that are very fluffy and soft. It's not abnormal for a friend or a family member to come over and see you both cuddled up, under a blanket with a movie on the tv.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

A couple of months into the relationship, he starts opening up a lot more to you. It comes in drabbles, but eventually, you get the bigger picture of Bakugou. After a year or so, you have every piece to the puzzle that you need to see the picture it holds.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very easily. He has a short fuse so if you push him too much, he'll snap and yell at you. I promise he doesn't mean it, angers just something he's never been able to completely control.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers a lot actually! He may be shit with remembering people's names, but when it comes to you he finds it hard to forget anything. The little things and the big things, he knows everything you've ever told him.

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

I'd say when you went in your first date together. He's never been so happy in his life to be with "his nerd" as he called you. But seriously, he loved it and although he might never say it out loud, he appreciates that you gave him that chance

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

I'm just gonna put it out there... he's very protective of you okay? Like, he saw one guy look at you wrong and the next thing you know he's over there telling him to fucking watch what he's doing. He just really loves you and doesn't want to see you hurt ever. Trust me, he goes off on one of you get hurt during training to the point were you have to be completely hidden from him during it.

He doesn't like being protected as much but if you do, he wouldn't really mind it and appreciates that you'd help him in a time when he's in danger or vulnerable.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He plans it really well actually. He takes you to nice places and simple ones just as much as each other, he gets you trinkets that he knows you'll love and big gifts on occasions

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

When he gets really angry, he uses his quirk and destroys something in the house. You're slowly growing used to it but it still annoys you because "OI!! I PAID GOOD MONEY FOR THAT POP ROCKS!!"

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

I'd say he's moderately concerned about how he looks. He gets beauty sleep still and even goes as far as to book spa retreats for you both under the excuse that he wants to see you relax. We all know it's because he likes the facial treatments they use... we all know that Bakugou. There's no hiding it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Omg... this pomeranian right here would be l o s t without you. You finally helped him realise his feelings and understand them and now you're just gone? Hell no. He'd slowly break in confusion but pretend like nothings effecting him

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He's a sucker for playing stupid board games with you. You make it, he'll play it. It doesn't matter what the context of the game is or the rules, he'll play and he'll win.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn't like it when his s/o talks down on themselves or gives up without a fight. I mean, he's gotten over a lot in life to get to where he is, so he wants someone similar to him in that sense. Sure he understand you'll have that odd day or time period, but if it's all the time it begins to annoy him.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

He mumbles his well known phrases in his sleep. So you'll be sleeping peacefully and then the quietest "die" you've ever heard will just come from him. It's super cute surprisingly!! Every now and then he'll mumble an "I love you"

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Sunday 7 May 1837

7

11 ¼

Slept in K.C. as since the 11th ultimo very fine morning –ready in ¾ hour sat talking to A- at her breakfast till 8 ½ at which hour F51° and set off with A- to walk with her to the school – went as far as the Crownest gates got there in an hour – A- very well these last 2 or 3 days but could not walk fast – sauntered home – peeped into the wheel-race – the water coming thro’ the drift called at Charles Howarth to know who had been at the meer-drift clow – some boys in the night – sent Carter to stop the water – home at 10 ½ - Mawson waiting for me – sent Mr. Gray with him to set out the road in the wood to the projected hay-barn and breakfasted in ½ hour and out at 11 – in the wood with G- and M- and then all went to the meer – John Oates and Pearson came – J.O. owned Mr. Husband had been guilty of great neglect – Mawson had just said the water could not be raised more than 4in. above the by-wash on account of the puddle-dike not being higher but JO- seemed to persuade him this would not signify and that the water could be raised a foot if the bank was raised and strengthened in the low weak part (about 40 yards long) and that M- would engage to do it for £20. heavy shower detained G. and myself in the meer-drift clow-place for shelter about ½ hour – came in (still raining tho’ nice gentle rain) at 12 40 – dressed – from 1 to 2 35 wrote out all but the 1st 6 lines of the journal of Thursday and all Friday and the 1st 20 lines of yesterday – Service began at 3 today 1st time since last year – A- wrote me a little note in pencil to remind me – very lucky – for I had forgotten the thing – took Mr. Gray in the carriage and off to church at 2 40 – A- there before us – only just in time – Mr. W- did all the duty – preached 16 minutes from Heb. iv. 14 – home at 4 40 – till 6 ¼ wrote all but the 1st 20 lines of yesterday and so far of today, and did etc and sealed up and directed (turned Mr. Adam’s envelope inside out) the draft of paper to sign (refused) respecting the £400 in trust for the grandson of the late Mrs. Ferguson to go back to Messrs. Parker and Adam solicitors H-x tonight by Frank – the parcel went – dinner at 6 ¾ - Joseph Mann and Charles Howarth brought word (before 7 – just after sitting down to dinner) that the meer water must be let off, or it would burst the embankment before morning – coming thro’ the middle of the bank to the east (near) the by-wash – Mr. Gray went down the moment he had swallowed his dinner – A- would not let me go – small rain and damp evening – not much harm done he soon brought word back – coffee at 8 but A- sleepy and went upstairs and lay sleeping on the sofa – read the newspaper and after Mr. G- had had his coffee had the thing taken upstairs at 9 ½ and A- and I had coffee together – put her to bed at 10 – kind letter tonight 3pp. and one end from Lady V.C- Richmond Park – Lord S- de R- not yet arrived – Lady Canning (Charlotte C-) ill in the small pox but slightly – Lady S- pretty well but very feeble – Note from Mr. Adam to say Mr. Wainhouse would be glad to have one thousand pound in – F43° at 10 ½ pm fine morning till about noon – afterwards very showery and damp small rainy evening

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M y   W r i t i n g

Here's what I have planned/ am working on currently.

Attack on Titan

Rivahisu

A Christmas Wish & A Birthday Gift - COMPLETED - one shot done for Christmas 2020.

Between - COMPLETED - although I may add an epilogue in the future when I get a spare min, just for closure. Will be added to Wattpad.

A Captain’s Promise - ONGOING COLLECTION. Nothing new planned yet.

A Queen's Request - 45/50 (approx) chapters. Currently being back-dated on Wattpad and AO3. Chapter 46 CURRENTLY BEING BETA’D. Hoping to now post by the end of the weekend 🙈

The Other Side of History - Okay this is AQR 2.0, in a word. I'm excited. Chapter 4 up by July 15th!

Stains (Working Title) - Highschool Caste AU Rivahisu. CAVED AND STARTED WRITING 🙈 No idea when I’ll start posting yet.

I also have a perfect Rivahisu prompt from @little--lotte in my @sr-writes inbox which I need to finish.

Other Ships

Red - An angst/hurt/comfort Levi/Nifa one-shot that's been sat in my drafts for time. It's focused on the loss of Petra and missed opportunities and how Levi and Nifa deal with this in a not very healthy but very real manner. It hurts. A lot. It's up in the air. I'd like to finish it soon, but I don't know what soon looks like lol.

Teacups & Test Tubes - Levihan collection. Will be updated as and when I get inspiration (or feel free to send me prompts for this one - I adore Levihan as much as Rivahisu, I've just spent more time thinking about the latter so the inspiration comes easier!) NEW ONE-SHOT INCOMING.

Somewhere, Beyond the Sea - A PorcoHisu one-shot that I began. The premise is kinda shoe-horned into canon, and I'm not sure it really makes sense, but one day I had the urge to have them meet and mess around with the idea that Porco is the last link to Ymir Historia would have, in both a horribly gruesome but then also very emotional way. Levi/Nifa will be done before this one, but again, would like to finish and publish at some point.

Fullmetal Alchemist

Royai

Wings on Fire - 3/? Multichap, post-canon fic that I was really excited to dive back into after AOT finished, thinking I wouldn't have anything to write about any more ... how naive I was! I would like to finish this one day, but it's currently on hiatus. (Oh my god I hate writing that word! It feels like defeat ugh).