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what does it all meannnn
#i'm losing my mind connecting the dots!!#interview with the vampire#daniel molloy#armandaniel#devil's minion#iwtv
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HADES II gifs (6/?)
#hades 2#hades#hades game#melinoe#charmes#supergiant games#hadesedit#gamingedit#indieedit#hades2edit#my gifs#hades 2 spoilers#hermes helps his bf 🥰#ITS NOT CHARON'S NOTE#IT'S FROM HERMES OMG#i'm losing my mind at people's inability to connect dots
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i like how they give annatar that stupid little bow on his head because it align perfectly with his need for perfection. sauron is vain. he care too much about his appearance, and the implication behind that bow means he put thoughts over his image and how other people perceive him. he wants to be seen as whimsical and welcoming, so there. a bow on his head that he personally braid with his own hands. "I am the personification of kindness :3 trust me please."
#txt#vi talking#the rings of power#trop#sauron#annatar#mairon#me overanalyzing all sauron appearance from this show like i'm losing my mind#“i connected the dots” “you didn't connect shit”#idgaaaaf i love the details they gave to him so i need to yell this to the void
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Man everytime I start thinking 'huh, maybe I can do NanoWrimo this year', I look at my Lucifer WIP and I feel utterly exhausted. :/
#oh outlining the second half is going great! I'm connecting all the dots#my draft: Oh my sweet summer child. Outlining is the easy part :)#me: *cries*#Literally how do people write long novels? How do they manage it without losing their minds?#Do they have coaches writing out their workouts for them each day and monitoring their heartrate and glucose levels#to tell them when to take rest and when it's time to do another interval workout?#Because I would really love the writing equivalent of a prorunner coach designing my schedule for me right now#Monday: Write scenes [x] and [y] with typing drills at the end to improve your speed.#Tuesday: Shake out with daydreams for 20 minutes and then marathon 5 TV episodes and write one page essays#about the implied characteristics of the protagonists displayed in each one.#No you don't get to daydream for longer. Do as coach says!#See? It would make life so much easier!!#Where's my physiological studies telling me when my brain needs to rest and when it needs to push through huh?#Writers need biology and data driven work schedules too! :(
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NO FUCKING WAY OH MY GOD
Hey elon ahh trend i keep seeing on twt
#utmv#error sans#HEY LIZARD SQUAD...... HACK THIS#I am literally so obsessed with lizard squad this is not even funny#I accidentally unfollowed OP because I didn't realise I was already following LMAO#How do I follow someone twice on tumblr dot com#as gay as Teletubbies#we have no buddies and our only friends are the mom's we have who let us stay in the basement getting fat#What you think of that? killing all your connections with a DDOS pack#I LOVE LIZARD SQUAD this is error sans real#I'M LOSING MY MIND I'M CRYUING#everyone knows a Lizard's life expectancy (which isn't long)#This is error dissing Ink trust#reblog
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OK I'm thinking aaron hotchner x wife!reader when he was sent to the middle east for a short bit to run a task force but then instead of him coming back for a "case" like he thought reader pulls him to the side and tells him he's gonna be a daddy for a second time! Just fluff
Mission: Daddy 2.0
A.H x Wife!Reader
Pure Fluff
Aaron Hotchner wasn’t entirely sure what he was walking into. After weeks overseas, running a special task force in the Middle East, he’d expected a quiet return, maybe a subdued evening with you and Jack. But the minute he stepped through the front door, he knew something was different.
For one, you were practically buzzing with excitement, your energy so infectious it made his jet-lagged brain suspicious.
“You’re back!” you exclaimed, throwing your arms around him before he could even set his bag down.
He laughed, the sound low and warm as he hugged you tightly. “I’m back,” he agreed, dropping a kiss on the top of your head. “Miss me?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe,” you said, looking up at him with a sly smile. “You hungry? Tired? Or are you up for… a surprise?”
That got his attention. “A surprise?” he repeated, his profiler instincts kicking in. “Should I be worried?”
You grinned mischievously, grabbing his hand. “Only if you hate good news. Come on, sit.”
Hotch allowed himself to be pulled into the living room, where you all but pushed him onto the couch. He sank into the cushions, his curiosity growing by the second as you began to pace in front of him, clearly trying to find the right words.
“Okay,” you started, hands on your hips. “So, you know how Jack’s been asking for a sibling?”
His eyebrows shot up, caught completely off-guard by the question. “I… do. You told him to ask Santa.”
You pointed at him. “Exactly! Which was a brilliant distraction, thank you. But, uh…” You trailed off, biting your lip to keep from laughing.
“But?” he prompted, leaning forward.
“But it turns out, we might’ve beaten Santa to it,” you blurted, throwing your hands up as if to say, Surprise!
For a moment, he just blinked at you, clearly trying to connect the dots. Then his gaze dropped to your stomach—though there wasn’t a visible change yet—and darted back up to your face.
“Wait,” he said slowly, his tone incredulous but tinged with dawning realization. “Are you saying…?”
You couldn’t hold back your grin any longer. “I’m pregnant, Aaron. We’re having another baby!”
His reaction wasn’t immediate. Instead, he sat there for a beat, looking almost comically frozen. Then—like a switch had been flipped—he was on his feet, closing the distance between you in two long strides.
“You’re serious?” he asked, his voice breathless as his hands found your waist.
“Completely serious,” you replied, laughing at the way his face lit up.
He let out a stunned laugh, pulling you into a tight hug. “How long have you known?”
“A few weeks,” you admitted, resting your head against his chest. “I wanted to tell you in person, but it was torture keeping it to myself.”
Hotch leaned back, looking down at you with a mixture of awe and teasing exasperation. “You mean you let me get off a 14-hour flight and didn’t warn me I was about to have my life changed?”
You smirked, looping your arms around his neck. “I figured a little suspense would keep you awake. Was I wrong?”
He laughed again, shaking his head. “Not wrong. Just… unbelievable.” His hands slid to your stomach, resting there gently as if he were afraid of breaking the moment. “Another baby,” he murmured, his voice soft. “How do you feel?”
“Excited,” you said honestly, covering his hands with yours. “And a little nervous. But mostly excited. Jack’s going to lose his mind.”
That earned another laugh, and Aaron’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “He’s going to ask if he gets to name them.”
“Oh, absolutely. And the first suggestion will be something ridiculous, like ‘Spider-Man Hotchner.’”
“Or ‘Captain Jack,’” Aaron added dryly, earning a snort of laughter from you.
The two of you stayed like that for a moment, the excitement settling into something quieter but no less joyous. Finally, Aaron tilted his head, a sly smile curving his lips.
“You know,” he said, “I’ve faced international criminals, interrogated spies, and worked with some of the most brilliant minds in the world. But somehow, you still manage to outsmart me.”
You grinned, leaning up to kiss him. “That’s because I’m the real mastermind in this family, Hotchner. Don’t forget it.”
“Never,” he murmured against your lips.
And as Jack came barreling down the stairs a few moments later, demanding hugs and peppering Aaron with questions, you knew this was only the beginning of a new, beautiful adventure for your growing family.
#aaron hotchner#hotchner x you#aaron hotchner fluff#aaron hotchner x female reader#hotch x y/n#aaron hotchner x reader
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caught | j.m.
synopsis: in which they get caught
a/n: requested by @kkgirll272: Can you write about how JJ and y/n reader sneak out at sunrise into John bs van and things get smutty and then they all wake uk bc they were too loud and find them outside. (None of the pogues knew they liked eachother)
warnings!!: smut, p in v, overstimulation, oral sex (both made and female receiving), unprotected sex (be safe!!), squirting, semi-public sex, secret relationship, getting caught, cockwarming (for like a split second)
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The two of you were just hanging out with your friends, gathered around a small fire, drinking and laughing the night away. But there was something about JJ that night that had you all hot and bothered.
The way his hair sat on top of his head, strands adorning his chiseled face and the way the fire illuminated his blonde strands. The shirt he wore putting his biceps on display for you to admire, the way the muscles under his skin flexed with every move that he made. It ignited a fire deep within you, wanting to jump his bones in front of everyone right then and there.
But you couldn't.
None of your friends knew about the secret relationship that had blossomed between the two of you weeks ago. They had always made fun of you and the obvious crushed you had on each other, but hadn't connected the dots that you had let your feelings win and your desires drive you.
You had decided to keep the relationship a secret until you figured out what it actually meant, whether it was just a temporal thing or not, whether it was just about sex or not. And you had actually done a good job hiding it from them.
However, as the growing pressure between your legs grew, the fire deep inside getting stronger and stronger, you felt the need to get away from the bonfire and your friends with JJ and have your way with him.
But there was no way you could both leave undetected without causing suspicion.
"Are you okay?" you hadn't even realized you had zoned out until you felt JJ hot breath on the shell of your ear, his hushed voice causing goosebumps to arise on your skin.
"I'm fine" you said, giving him an unconvincing smile.
JJ got worried for a second, scanning your entire body for something telling him what was wrong with you. The moment his eyes landed on the way you were clenching your thigh together, he fought the smirk that was threatening to erupt on his handsome face.
He had made you horny.
His plan had worked.
There was quite nothing that got JJ going as knowing you were riled up in front of his friends all because of him, and not being able to do anything because of it.
He enjoyed the thrill of sneaking around everyone's back with you like nothing else in the world. Getting to hold you in his arms, kiss your breath away and make you lose your mind and fall apart under him made him think he was in Heaven, and you were his own personal little angel.
However, as he sat there next to you, knowing just how worked up you were and how wet you must be, he realized that his dick was starting to harden in his pants and would be visible for their friends to see on display. Something neither of you wanted.
"Seems like I'm not the only one dying to get fucked" you whispered seductively in his ear, seeing his pants start to constrain against his crotch.
His breath hitched, hating the effect you had on him which made his dick jump in his boxers from your words alone.
Thankfully, it seemed like God was on your side, because not even 5 minutes later, your friends announced that they would be retiring for the night, bidding their goodbyes.
You both waited until they all disappeared into the house before JJ took your hand and started dragging you towards the Twinkie.
"You seriously want to fuck in the Twinkie?" you said, feeling weird to fuck in your best friend's car.
"I don't want them to hear us" he hastily replied, quickly pushing you into the Twinkie and closing the door behind him.
You were sprawled out on the floor, your legs already open and waiting for JJ to finally have his way with you.
"You have no idea how much trouble you're in" JJ muttered, immediately leaning down and planting his lips against yours in a haste kiss.
You gasped from the intensity, which gave JJ to opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth, intensifying the kiss 100 times over. You were grasping at the hair at the back of his head, your legs winding around his waist to bring him even closer to you.
JJ groaned at the feeling of your wet crotch against his, his dick painfully hard in his shorts.
"Why? I was good, daddy" you whined out against his lips, humping against his clothes crotch in a feeble attempt to relieve the pressure between your legs.
The nickname could have made him cum right then and there. He growled against your mouth, pulling away to take off your shirt and pants in record time.
"Acting like a slut in front of our friends" he mumbled, pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss before his lips started making their way down your body.
He slowly inched towards your chest, his lips biting and sucking at the sweet spot on your neck that drove you crazy. You couldn't help but moan out, JJ always knew how to make you weak in the knees for him.
His lips traveled to your breasts, circling around your hardened nipple as his other hand pinched and twisted at your other. You gasped at the electrifying sensation, arching your back against JJ's chest.
"Jayj-" you moaned out, grasping his hair tighter.
He didn't say anything, instead kissing each of your nipples before he traveled towards the place you needed him the most between your legs. He planted feather kisses on the inside of your thighs, his breath tickling your aching pussy with each kiss.
You were growing frustrated at his lack of compassion and wanted to tell him off, but just as you lifted your head off the floor, he dived into your pussy like a man starved, licking a stripe along your aroused slit and all the way to your puffy clit.
"Oh my God" you gasped out, your hand gravitating to hold onto his blonde locks for support.
JJ did not waste any time, starting to suck on your clit like his life depended on him. He lapped at your pussy like it was his last meal, his tongue prodding at the entrance of your pussy.
You were whining and whimpering at the intense feeling, your head thrown back and eyebrows scrunched up.
"Shit, JJ" you gasped out when he inserted two fingers in your dripping hole, pumping in and out of you with a passion.
He looked up at you, his mouth and fingers not letting up for even a split second. Seeing you with your head thrown back, your back arched as he brought you pleasure like no other man ever could, made his already rock hard cock jump in his pants, painful against the restraints of his boxers and shorts.
But he was determined to make you cum with his mouth before he even thought about himself.
Like a man on a mission, he started sucking on your clit more aggressively, adding in a third finger as he was pumping in and out of your dripping wet entrance, knowing you were getting close by the way your walls were fluttering against his fingers.
The hot coil was building rapidly in the pit of your stomach, coming onto you like an unstoppable wave.
"JJ, I'm gonna come, shit, I'm gonna cum baby" you barely let the words out before you moaned loudly, your thighs clasping around JJ's head as your pussy walls throbbed against his face.
Your head was fuzzy, every nerve in your body was on fire as your legs were shaking in your orgasmic bliss.
JJ kept sucking on your clip throughout your orgasm, enjoying the feeling of you thrashing on the floor because of him, because of the things he could do to you.
He slowly slipped his fingers out of you, pressing a kiss to your puffy clit, which had you shake with overstimulation to your sensitive privates.
"That was so fucking hot, mama" he praised you, inching up and pecking your lips before he started taking off his clothes.
"You made me cum so hard, JJ" you laughed, your brain not even registering what you were saying or doing.
JJ chuckled, pride swelling in his chest. He knew he could make you feel good, but hearing it from your mouth was better than anything else.
After a couple of seconds, you slowly sat up just as JJ slipped off his boxers and threw them in the pile you had created on the seats. His throbbing cock slapped against his stomach, the tip an angry red and dripping precum. JJ hissed as the cold air hit his tip, eyeing your movement as you stared at his cock.
You slowly stood up and kneeled before him, eye-to-eye with his impressive length. No matter how many times the two of you would fuck, you could never get over how big and thick and perfect his cock was.
"Are you gonna help me out, baby?" JJ asked as he trailed a hand down your cheek.
Without warning, you wrapped your lips around his hot cock, swirling your tongue around the mushroom tip and sucking harshly. JJ groaned and his knees almost buckled, throwing his head back and closing his eyes.
You slowly began working your way down his shaft, bobbing your head up and down while your hands fondled with his balls. You were taking as much of him as you possibly could, pushing him down your throat past your gag reflex.
"Just like that, baby. You're taking this dick so well, baby. Such a good slut, choking on my dick like this" JJ praised you, taking a hold of your hair in a ponytail as he enjoyed the sight of you with his cock down your throat, tears in your eyes.
JJ closed his eyes and started grinding his hips against you, his cock hitting the back of your throat every single time. You were massaging his balls as best as you could, sucking him in every time he would hit the back of your throat.
Suddenly, an idea popped into your head which would make JJ cum even faster. You started swirling your tongue up and down the veins of his dick every time he would push into your mouth, which brought on the stuttering of his hips you knew too well.
"Fucking shit, I'm gonna cum, baby. Gonna give you so much of my cum, princess. Oh shit" JJ gasped out, pushing all the way until your nose was pressed against abdomen, his cock twitching and spurting long roped of cum down your throat.
JJ's hips kept stuttering as he slowly came down from his high, your combined cum and saliva dripping from the corner of your mouth. Your eyes were wide when you noticed his cock was still as hard as he had been 10 minutes ago, which made JJ chuckle.
"JJ junior has to fuck you before he retires for the night" he teased, making you laugh.
You rapidly laid back on the floor of the Twinkie, JJ coming to settle between your legs.
He pressed his lips against yours, his hand traveling to grasp his aching cock. He ran the mushroom tip over your slit, coating it with your arousal, before slowly sliding in your pussy, the both of you moaning in unison at the feeling of being joined, once again.
"You feel so fucking good, baby" JJ moaned, going in until he was buried to the hilt, his tip already nudging that sweet spot inside of you that had you seeing stars.
You moaned out, your hands reaching for his hair to have something to hold onto.
Slowly, he started sliding in and out of you, your walls sucking him in with every thrust. He was slowly building rhythm, wanting to make sure you felt every single vein in his dick, every single part of him that was devoted to you.
"JJ, holy shit" you gasped out when he started thrusting at a more urgent pace, your eyes rolling in the back of your head.
"You're doing so good for me, mama. This tight little pussy swallowing me hole, made just for me to fuck" he groaned, leaning down to bury his face in the crook of your neck.
You could care less about your friends who were sleeping a couple of feet away from you, the danger of being caught non-existent in your cock-drunk mind.
You were holding onto JJ for dear life, your nails digging into his shoulder blades as he rocked in and out of you at a rapid pace.
Your nerves started tingling, the second orgasm of the night coming in faster that you had anticipated. But this time, something was different. You couldn't tell what, but you were about to find out.
"Jay, I'm gonna-" you couldn't even finish your sentence before his hand reached down between you two, his rough fingers pressing down on your clit and rubbing quick figures on it.
You screamed, the feeling of having to pee becoming overwhelming as the coil burst and you suddenly squirted all over JJ's cock, squealing at the intense feeling of JJ's cock fucking you through your orgasm.
JJ kept rubbing and pressing on your puffy clit, coaxing more and more squirt out of your poor pussy. He hadn't realized the effect it had had on him until he could feel his heavy balls tingling.
You were hazed out, eyes closed as pathetic whimpers escaped your lips.
Taking a hold of your lips, JJ started pounding mercilessly into you, the pace had you moaning and screaming out from the intense feeling of overstimulation.
"That was the hottest shit I've ever seen, princess. Fucking shit, I'm gonna cum so hard for you, gonna cum so deep inside of you" he groaned, making you cry out as he sped his movements even more, your breasts bouncing as the Twinkie thrashed wildly with JJ's unforgiving pace.
His hips started stuttering and then you felt him still inside of you, burying himself to the hilt as ropes of cum painted your inside walls, JJ's pelvis spasming against your as he moaned out loudly. The feeling of his cum inside of you triggered yet another orgasm from you, your walls spasming around his length and milking him for all he was worth.
The feel of your walls milking his cock prolonged his orgasm, turning the both of you into a joined moaning mess.
"Holy shit" you exclaimed as you slowly came to your senses, your hands wrapping weakly around JJ's shoulders and bringing him in for a sweaty hug, his softening cock still buried deep inside of you.
"That was the best sex we've ever had" he chuckled, making you agree and nod.
You stayed like that for a while, the occasional spasm of your walls against his softening dick making the both of you whimper silently.
Neither of you had even thought about your friends, not bothering to be silent as you were having the sex of your lives.
A knock on the van window made you both sit up hurriedly, JJ's cock slipping out of you and making you both shudder.
"I can't believe you guys fucked in my van, man!" John B exclaimed from outside, turning around when he saw you were both naked.
"The whole fucking street heard you, Jesus Christ" Pope added, while Kie just smiled and winked at you from the corner of her eye.
You and JJ looked at each other before bursting out laughing, leaning against each other.
Oh, that was going to be a funny story to tell.
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Do you guys ever think about dementia Charles seeing Pietro and getting sad or becoming really happy because his poor mind connects the dots that he's Erik? It dosn't compute that this wouldn't be Erik because hes too young to be Erik rather assuming that he is young Erik and not exactly having the logic to understand that they are so differently aged.
"Oh! My old friend, you've gotten a haircut. Quite bold of you. It makes you look much younger."
".. yeah, yeah, old man.." he mutters, trying to avoid him best he can, but sometimes, when the others are busy, he can't stand to leave him alone. Coming to sit with him just to litsen to him gab about random nonsense, talking so fondly about his X-men and memories dear to him.
"Do you remember?"
"Do I remember what?"
"When Jean got her first bad grade and she cried to you about how cruel I was to her." He chuckles softly. "And all she got was a B-"
Pietro stares at him like he's crazy. Jean cried to his father? But why? He had his own children to take care of. So why would he treat her like that? It makes him a bit angry. "No.. I don't. What else?"
"Hm?"
"What else happened? With jean and my da- erm. Me."
"I believe it's Jean and I." He corrects his grammer, making the younger man roll his eyes in annoyance. Once a professor always a professor I guess.
"Sure. Jean and I.."
"You acussed me of being too hard on her, but when I explained it, you laughed... I haven't seen you laugh like that in so long.." It's sort of now that Charles remembers what's going on. Who he's talking to.
"..Im sorry. Who are you again?"
"Well you like to call me speedster."
"Pft. No I do not. Mr. Maximoff.. you've grown so big since the last time ive seen you."
'You just saw me yesterday' he thinks but makes that awkward smile and nods. "Yup.."
"Youll have to forgive me. Im not always.... here."
"I know.. are you alright?"
He shrugs in his chair. "About as alright as anyone could be in my situation." Ah yes. The paralyzed old bald man who was losing his mind still had jokes. Funny. But sad. He remembered him being so similar and yet.. so different.
It's not long before Jean comes to give him his medicine again, convincing him that it was for the kid's saftey. "You don't want to hurt them. Do you, Charles?"
"No... but I'm not that gone yet. I can decide when it's best to take my medication."
She smiles so sweetly at him. "Professor, you made this time schedule yourself. Im just doing what you told me. You always knew best for us."
"Oh.. well, alright then."
Before Jean can walk away, He stares at her.
"....Why did my father like you?"
"Excuse me?"
"Charles... he said.." He trails off, not sure how to say it without talking too quickly.
"He said you cried to my father. And.. he defended you."
Jean tilts her head. "I wouldn't say defended. I was just a child having a fit." She admits then shifts, looking at the walls as if remembering.
".. He was here a lot.. and then he just.. stopped coming. Im sorry. I don't know why. Like I said I was just-"
"Didyoureadhismind?"
"Uhm.. just a couple times."
"Jean used to con you into getting her ice cream." Charles smiles, closing his eyes, reminiscing.
"He.. got you ice cream?"
Jean's not dumb. She understands his frustrations, glancing at the old man and then to Pietro again. "Like I said.. I was just a kid.. I was just excited to be able to use my powers. I didn't mean anything by it. I didn't even know he had other children."
"...He never got us ice cream.. he didn't even bother sign my birth certificate.."
"Im sorry, Peter... Professor? Tonights dinner is potatoes gravy turkey with apple sauce. Remys making it so it might be a little spicy."
"Oh, that's alright. He means well. Erm.. thats the blue one right?"
Jean snorts. "No Professor. He's the card one."
"Oooh yes. Reeemmyy... right." He says his name slowly as if trying to connect 'the card one' to 'Remy' in his brain.
"...Bye Peter." She says, now awkwardly leaving.
"Remys that rat from the cooking movie" Pietro whispers and Charles' eyebrows raise. "Ahhh! Remy! That's right."
He might be an x-men. But he could still pull a little evil here and there.
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Hello! How are you? Can I lose for a reader with chronic leg pain? After an accident they chose not to amputate their leg and they feel very strong pain and were recommended by doctors to use marijuana and the reader kind of doesn't tell Jason? 🌸🌸🌸🌸
You smoke?
Jason Todd x Reader
wc: 0.6 K summary: Jason finds you smoking weed for medical purposes warnings: use of weeds, fluff, mentions of chronic pain a/n: I'm good, thank you!!! I won't put any pretty pictures in here because I'm afraid of it getting taken down😭😭😭but the divider is really pretty (here): @animatedglittergraphics-n-more, also sorry this came out so short, enjoy!!
After moving in with Jason, you didn‘t think of telling him about the weed. It was necessary, so you feel sure that he won‘t mind if you get to tell him one day. As usual, you build a joint on a peaceful evening, and settle yourself on the balcony. You watch as the busy streets of Gotham fill with hundreds of cars, passing by under your balcony and create a rather relaxing atmosphere. Finally, you take a drag and exhale slowly, waiting for the drug to work.
The first drag feels like a relief, feeling light tingles across your body for a moment before you relax into the chair. You take the moment to calm down and close your eyes, to forget about everything around you. The rough back pain that was lingering on you, slowly fades into the background, finally starting to enjoy the light breeze around you.
It works, after a few more drags, however you jump up at the big figure beside you, not having noticed it before. You act on instinct and throw the lit joint at it, seeing how it falls to the floor after hitting its chest.
Jason keeps his eyes on you behind his mask, staying as still as possible. He doesn‘t know how to react, thousands of thoughts racing through his mind, many of them being possible worst case scenarios.
Before he could think of something to say, you exhale and speak up, realising who it is.
»Jesus, don‘t scare me like that… I was just taking some drags, no need to give me a bad trip.« You mumble out and get off the chair with a low groan, suddenly not as relaxed as before. Jason keeps standing in front of you, finally gathering his thoughts.
»Since when… why do you smoke that?«
You pay attention to him, realising you still haven‘t told him about it. Sure, he knows all about your chronic back pain and how it came to that, but he doesn‘t seem to connect the dots.
So, you try to explain as best as you can, while being high.
»I, uh… you know, my back? The pain? I have to… to smoke because of that. Doctor told me, I have two doctors, one to give advice for the best weed and the other—«
»The best weed? What, is he a drug dealer or something?« Jason interrupts, gently guiding you back inside with his hand on your lower back.
His retort made you chuckle, resulting into a brief giggle-fit before being serious again.
»No… maybe. I don‘t know, but it works. Really, I‘m not joking, I tried to tell you before, but… never came to that.« You shrug and slowly sit down on the couch. He follows suit.
»And how long have you been doing this? How many times a week?«
You think briefly before answering him, easing his nerves at the same time.
»Only when the pain becomes unbereable, like now. So… probably, like, about every three months. Once, I mean.« He nods in thought and sighs out in relief, finally taking his mask off after hearing your reply. Jason was genuinenly afraid this was something you struggled with and was a serious problem he somehow didn‘t take notice of before.
Seems like there‘s nothing to worry about after all. He carries you to bed and gets out of his suit before joining you in bed and caressing his hands over your back soothingly. You end up falling asleep in no time, curled up against his chest and dreaming about whatever your high brain comes up with.
a/n: i think he would be really scared when he catches you smoking, but he is an understanding man, so there's nothing much to worry about. maybe he'll try to sneak in 'healthier' methods whenever you're in pain
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Stargazing
Summary: You and Bucky are spending some time together under the stars.
Pairing: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader
Warnings: None, just a whole lot of fluff. Nerd Bucky. Nerd Reader. No use of Y/N. My poor attempts at being funny.
Word count: 1K because I'll kick myself I can't make anything short.
Prompt: we're sitting on your roof at midnight and you're pointing out every constellation but out of every star, you shine the brightest.
A/N: I wrote this story in like two hours, so bear with me. I don't know a lot about Astronomy, so I googled everything I put on here. I do know my fair share of Mythology but I realise some things may be wrong or just simply different from things you know, who knows Mythology knows there are a lot of versions of the same story, anything I wrote here are the version I've learned over the years, so no hate, but I'm always open to talk about it more if anyone wants to. Always respectfully, of course. Also, I wrote and posted this from my phone so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes.
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“And see those three stars that make an angle?” Bucky points up to them. “That's Coma Berenices.”
One thing not many people know about Bucky Barnes is his love of Astronomy.
Back in the 40s he loved studying the constellations, learning as much as he could. So, after he regained control of his mind and joined the Avengers, he spends his free time catching up in all things space related he's missed since.
You have never been particularly interested in Astronomy, but seeing how passionate your boyfriend gets when it comes to it, you can never say no when he asks you to stargaze with him.
That's why you've spent countless times now in the position you are right now: Laying on a blanket next to Bucky on the roof of the Avengers Compound, looking at the stars and listening to him tell you all about them.
“That one's Cassiopeia…” He points to it. “That one's Lacerta…”
You giggle a little at the funny name and look at him. “Lacerta?”
“It means ‘the Lizard’.” He informs you with a grin while looking at you too.
“Of course it does.” You say playfully and look back up.
“That one is Camelopardalis…” He traces the stars to give you an idea of the shape.
“Now you're just making things up.” You tease him while looking back at his face to find him glaring playfully at you.
“It means giraffe.” He says matter-of-factly.
“Alright, you little geek.” You smile at his indignified scoff but you can see he's fighting a smile, and losing.
You look at each other with goofy smiles for a moment before you softly say, “What else?” prompting him to go on.
He looks back at the stars for a moment before he starts tracing another constellation.
That's something Bucky loves to do, like the most intricate game of connect the dots ever, and he wins every time.
Sometimes you've even made it into a game, trying to find all the stars in a constellation before the other, but he has the unfair advantage of actually knowing them all. But you always have fun playing, even if you end up behaving like children.
And looking at him right now, his eyes on the stars and his hand up to trace them with his finger, you can't take your eyes off of him and you know, out of all the constellations, he shines the brightest.
“That…” He traces the biggest constellation he's shown you tonight. “is the Ursa Major.”
His voice snaps you out of it and you look back up. He's shown you these same constellations time and time again, every time with the same passion and every time you listen intently, just enchanted by his voice.
“And that one…” He traces another one. “is Pegasus.”
Huh, that was a new one. You look at it while tilting your head. “Pegasus?”
“Yeah, that one I don't know what it means.” He chuckles, about to move on to another set of stars when you interrupt him.
“Pegasus is a winged horse from Greek Mythology.” You say before you can stop yourself.
Mythology is something you've always found fascinating and, much like Bucky with Astronomy, you've always tried to learn as much as you could about it.
Unlike Bucky, you've always kept this small passion to yourself, which is why Bucky is looking at you right now with a confused yet amused raise of his eyebrow.
“What? Can't a girl know a random fact?” You say playfully while looking back up at the stars to hide your slight blush.
“So that's all it is? A random fact?” Bucky asks, his eyes still on you and you know he can tell there's more to it. He knows you pretty well, after all.
“Maybe…” You say playfully, finally looking at him with a small smile.
“Tell me more about it?” He says softly, not pushing you to talk but letting you know he's open to listen if you want.
“Well…” You say quietly after a moment, looking back at the stars as you think about what to tell him. “Pegasus was born from Poseidon-”
“Poseidon?” He interrupts you with a small frown. “The god of the ocean?”
“Yeah…” You chuckle, looking at him. “He's also known as the God of Horses.”
“He is?” He frowns more. “Why?”
“Well, according to Greek mythology he invented them.” You explain with a smile. “He created them out of foam from the ocean in order to be elected as the patron god of a new city. But Athena created an olive tree and the citizens saw that as more useful and chose her, naming their city Athens.”
Bucky looks at you with awe, his entire attention on you now as you enthrall him with your words.
“And he was the father of Pegasus?” Bucky asks you, just wanting to hear more of your voice.
“Yeah, Poseidon was his father and Medusa his mother.” You look back up at the stars, trying to recall more details of the story. “He was born when Medusa got decapitated by Perseus. The blood from her neck fell into the ocean and, out of the white foam, came Pegasus, along with Chrysaor.”
“Chrysaor?” He asks, his eyebrows rising in surprise. “Another horse with wings?”
“No, he was a boar with wings.” You correct him. “Chrysaor comes from a name that means ‘he who has a golden sword’. Pegasus doesn't have a meaning, but it symbolizes divine inspiration or the journey to Heaven, because…”
You keep talking about Greek mythology as you look at the stars, Bucky’s eyes on you the whole time.
He finally understands why you love hearing him talk about Astronomy so much even though you have virtually no interest in it.
The way you talk about Mythology, the knowledge and the passion you show… It's breathtaking to see, and Bucky never wants to stop listening to you at this moment.��
If you were looking at him you'd see the same look you have on your face when you look at him talking about the stars, the same look he has when he's looking at the stars…
He may love to stargaze, but the biggest, brightest of them all is laying right beside him, and that’s definitely his favorite.
#bucky barnes#avengers x reader#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes au#bucky barnes x female reader#bucky x reader#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky x you#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes one shot#bucky barnes oneshot#marvel fanfiction
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THE WAY TO A GREAT WIDE SOMEWHERE (a the mandalorian x beauty & the beast crossover) - sneak peek
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pairing: din djarin x f!reader. a/n: i don't really know what i got myself into. i suspect this is going to be a very lengthy oneshot >': have i given Din a big scar on his face? yes. have i made him blind in one eye? yes. am i losing my mind connecting all the dots between both worlds? ohh hell yeah. leaving this here for some motivation as i'm at 4k and it's only like 10% of the story 🫠 if anyone wants to be in the taglist for this one please do let me know. love y'all <3
He eyed you for a little longer, Mrs. Kri’gee lying in wait. He didn’t need to kill you yet, first he needed to find out why you were here and if you were part of a larger group ― if there was a remote possibility of someone looking for you, he had to know.
Din signalled to Mrs. Kri’gee to come out of hiding but to not attack yet. And so it did promptly. The droid walked out in front of you, startling you so bad you almost fell backwards.
“Identify yourself,” his droid asked you.
You snorted, hand slowly moving backwards towards the blaster pistol on your holster.
“You identify yourself, you little piece of― metal,” you bit your tongue back.
“Nicknamed Mrs. Kri’gee by my Alor. IG-11 assassin droid. Serial Number 730X21G. Manufactured by Holowan Mechanicals in 1 ABY. First assigned to―”
“Alright, alright. Whatever,” you scoffed, fingers curling around the grip of your gun. “What is a droid like you doing here anyway?”
While you were distracted chatting to Mrs. Kri’gee, Din had come out of his hiding place, heavy boulder on hand. Stealthy as a predator, he raised his arm above your head and smashed the rock against your skull with no hesitation at all.
You plummeted to the ground instantly, rendered unconscious in a split second. Towering above you, Din walked around your body and crouched down in front of you. His gloved fingers moved a few strands of silky hair out of the way, following the tiny stream of blood dripping down your temple. The wound wasn’t too bad ― he was sure you’d survive the blow.
“Pick her up,” he commanded the droid, who willingly complied. In a matter of seconds, Mrs. Kri’gee was carrying you over the shoulder, as if you were a light sack full of gloomroots.
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The undertones behind Walter and Jonathan's relationship that you might not know about
I'll be calling attention to traits present in their dynamic that are unknown to most players in the West due to incomplete localization.
Now... where do we begin? Oh, right. In the part after you're done with Naraku and get to spend the holiday with the other two.
This scene is presented in almost the same way in both languages but Jonathan's reaction seems emphasized on a specific word in the Japanese script.
"T...t-t... that's crude, Walter. I would never... such a thing like that to women..."
In either case, if this ended at Jonathan's response, it would be mostly nothing worth commenting on. Jonathan is the Law representative raised by a family that worked in the Monastery so naturally he's gonna behave in a more chaste way, correct?
But then you have Walter's posture becoming uncomfortable followed by immediately changing subjects as if he's already in the know of what Jonathan was anxious about compared to the player (thus Flynn) being rather out of loop about what was going on.
The thing is... the meaning was actually already available for the players, even prior to SMTIV's release! That is, if you accessed the official website and clicked on the interviews with the Japanese voice actors (which included in-character voice clips). All of the translations presented in this post were done by takujilvr
"I'll only tell you this because it's you, all right? Only because it's you! I'm afraid I can't bring myself to like women very much. Being raised in a household with two elder sisters and one younger made me lose any illusions about them I might've had. You're a man, so I feel much more at ease with you."
Certainly, he doesn't seem to specifically refer to anyone in this clip. It could be Flynn or probably anyone else as long as they're a male.
But there are other voice clips aside this one that point towards a more definitive interpretation.
"Enough of that "Ooh, you'll catch cold!" drivel, Jonathan, you sound like a naggy old wife. I can't abide being constricted, this chest must stay bared!"
"S-Stop pulling my hair, Walter! It won't straighten out, I got it from my mother!"
They don't have voice clips directly acknowledging anyone else, leading to the impression that Walter and Jonathan were being more marketed as a duo over their dynamic with the main character.
But the shocking reveal comes with this one:
"I'll only say this if you promise not to tell anyone! Cats, I just love 'em. When I see one outside, I can't help but crouch down and give it some pets! Wait, no. I mean, listen, I can't stand fish. And they can take it off my hands, can't they? That's why I love cats. Right."
A player that reached the part where the party gets hit by Yaso Magatsuhi's scent in Roppongi will thus connect the dots:
How one interprets the twist of this scene might change entirely with the voice clip in mind. It opens the possibility that, differently from many players' assumptions, Jonathan was acting like a feline not because he's secretly a cat lover. But, most likely, due to WALTER liking them. And he would have no way of knowing that unless Walter told him off-screen.
To summarize...
Jonathan is unable to feel attraction for girls and feels more comfortable with guys which would be inevitably an obstacle for his future considering his conservative background
Walter has phobia of fish despite what his family does for trade and has a soft spot for cats specifically because they eat them for him which would be defined as a 'weakness' to his self-reliant image
1 and 2 are each most's intimate secret and they revealed them for each other
"But how much does this add to the main plot?" Even when pushing aside subtleties from this extra material, attentive Megaten veterans would notice that the Law & Chaos representatives from SMTIV have an explicitly close bond compared to most characters of opposing sides in other titles of the mainline series.
[Jonathan was the most visibly affected by their breakup]
This extra material essentially adds more to the range of interpretation regarding their intimacy while also making them more relatable beyond their surface of Law & Chaos pieces.
On this note, moments where they "crack" their own alignments also happen briefly in-game.
They were two boys of the same age that became instant close friends however became unable to conciliate the differences emphasized by their caste system and reach the understanding of what would be the best for everyone.
All of this leads to the player's realization that Jonathan and Walter ultimately didn't perfectly antagonize each other as humans but were "pushed" towards their extreme roles by ulterior forces that would subsequently be further exposed in the sequel.
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I finally managed to finish the secret history yesterday. Today, I feel like I'm connecting all the dots even though I feel like I'm losing my mind
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Anyone consider that Bill might spend most of his time intoxicated? It occurred to me the other day while writing that he may be one of those people who's basically always drunk, high, or hung over. This is just speculation on my end without a whole lot to go off of but he's drinking when he goes to talk to Ford. He tells his cronies to hide the "time punch" when the cops show up, implying it's some kind of illegal substance. He pressured Ford into drinking with him and gets him wasted. He gets sloppy drunk after the breakup and causes havoc.
I know these are only a few references to alcohol but Bill himself doesn't have a ton of screen time as a character in general. Still, he's established as a nonstop party animal and he clearly likes to drink at parties sooo.... you connect the dots there.
Honestly, I think this headcannon makes a lot of sense. It fits with Bill constantly trying to avoid any sort of self-reflection and drown out his trauma. What better way to avoid thinking about your past than to be perpetually too intoxicated to remember half of it anyway. Hell, his manic behavior could also be partially a result of often being on something. Not just alcohol but, knowing Bill, he probably tries all kinds of crazy shit.
Furthermore, this headcannon adds an extra layer to him losing his mind in the theraprism. On top of everything else, this is possibly the first time he'd been sober (for any prolonged period of time) in thousands of years.
I don't know maybe I'm stating something obvious that other people already picked up on. I guess I picked up on this implication a while ago but it just dawned on me yesterday that he might have been various degrees of drunk or high in most of the scenes we see him and that's a bit of a wild thought to me. Enjoy AA mother fucker.
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[Spoilers for the Creeping Shadow]
"I missed you so much, Lucy."
I'm never going to get over this line. I'm losing my mind. Let's overanalyze the shit out of this.
The fact he says it right before they're about to run headlong into suicidal danger, it makes you realize that Lockwood needs Lucy there to ground him. He figures that the recklessness is okay if she's there to direct it, if it's reckless to be protective, not just for its own sake. And he missed this, missed how well they work together, how much she trusts him, how well she understands him. He missed having someone to fight for.
But more than that, he's just asked her to do something insane and she goes along with it because she's Lucy and he has never known her to back down from a fight. George and Holly and literally anyone else would've called him insane and insisted on doing things a different way, but she doesn't. They are so much alike in that way, just reckless and daring enough to win. Especially when they work together.
His love for her is practically bleeding out of him. He compliments her constantly, physically and emotionally protects her whenever possible. There's also his obvious discomfort whenever it's even remotely hinted that Holly might be replacing her in any way, shape, or form--the boy starts talking about orange juice of all things to get away from the topic of Holly staying over at Portland Row. He jumps at any excuse to bring her back into his life while also managing to respect her decision to hold herself separate from the agency.
The only reason Lucy doesn't connect the dots about all the attention Lockwood pays her is her own particular brand of oblivious insecurity. It's also the fact that Lockwood rarely says anything outright. He talks a lot, but true vulnerability is rare. I think short of an 'I love you' Lucy probably wouldn't realize. She's a Listener, she needs to hear it to believe it. And you see that in her reactions to the instances when he compliments her, when he's open and honest with her, when he says he missed her.
Lockwood, meanwhile, doesn't track Lucy's feelings for him either. Although Lucy leaves to protect him, all he sees is Lucy stepping out of his life (was it because of Holly? because he pushed her too far about her Talent? did she just get sick of him finally?). She doesn't necessarily show that she cares about him in anyway he recognizes, outside of how well she understands him, how well they work together. As repressed as Lockwood is, Lucy is terribly reserved, paying compliments or words of affection sparingly and only when she really means it. Short of a flat-out kiss, I'm not sure Lockwood would realize her feelings either. Lockwood has Sight, he's a liar and a charlatan, he needs to see something to truly believe it.
So he says, "I missed you" and fights off a dozen relic-men for her and he hopes it's enough.
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WHY am I losing my mind about Engage Physically being the only step that's the same out of the two of them like I'm just going insane right? There's no dots to be connected it's just a normal thing 🙂 RIGHT
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