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ignore this its for all my tags! will make pretty later, sorry for bad organization i’m NOT reorderign all of these i wish that was possible.

[asterias-record-shop]

—𓆩[cufflinks (s.r.)]𓆪—

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𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Husband! Spencer Reid x Wife! BAU Profiler! Fem! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - fluff, angst

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 1.4K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Spencer and a wedding ring never fit to you. The idea of marriage fit perfectly with him, but the idea of a band around his finger? No way. Instead, you both settled on cufflinks, both engraved with your initials and the latitude and longitude lines of where you both tied the knot. It wasn’t obvious though, not until a serial killer pointed it out.

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - Cursing & foul language || mentions of sexual assault – not specific – please be wary || Y/F/I means your first initial idek || killer threatens Spencer through you || Spencer gets violent and angry || I think that’s it, let me know if you think any should be added!! ||

You didn’t have a problem with Spencer not wearing a ring, not one bit. He was always extremely open about how he rejected other women, always saying, ‘I’m married.’ to anyone who ever said anything to him. Besides, whoever paid enough attention could see how much he not only stared at you, but the way his hand would graze your waist when he went around you to write or pin something on the board.

At home or in public that was extremely far from the world of the BAU, he would wear a ring, the gold one engraved with the same thing – your initials, the lines of latitude and longitude, and as a bonus because it didn’t fit on the cufflinks, a line from your favorite poem engraved on the inner band.

On yours, besides the white gold band and your favorite gemstone encircled with diamonds, it had his favorite poem line engraved in the inner band as well. It was a later addition to your wedding ring, after your five year anniversary where he stole it and got it engraved for you.

This case though was different.

The killer was easily seen as misogynistic, especially in the way that he killed the women he did, specifically targeting married women and killing them after sexually assaulting them and leaving them in their bed before their husband woke up, or if he was gone.

This posed only one question – who was going to interview him?

There were different ways to go about this, you and JJ could go in as strong married women and tease him, or Matt and Spencer could go in as married men.

“JJ, Y/N – get ready to go in,” Emily says, inhaling as she stared at the man staring mindlessly at the two way glass. “We need to find out where Lucy is.”

“Got it,” you say, rubbing your wedding ring as you look over at JJ. “Ready?”

“Always,” she smiled, offering her hand for a fist bump before Spencer shook his head.

“I’ll go in.”

“What?” Emily paused, shaking her head. “No, you’re not-”

Spencer walked in before she could say anything else, quickly ordering Matt to follow him in as Spencer sat down in front of Ryan, the man they profiled to have been murdering these women after he killed his wife who cheated on him with his best friend, and best man at their wedding. Ryan’s eyes catch on Spencer who sat down in front of him, Matt standing and leaning against the two sided mirror.

“It was Agent Reid, correct-”

“Dr. Dr. Reid,” Spencer corrected, quickly fixing his cufflinks as Ryan’s eyes flashed to Matt and he smiled.

“My apologies. Dr. Reid. So, I see why they sent this… man in here, that shiny silver band on his finger, trying to intimidate me,” he moved to look at Reid. “But you… you don’t show obvious signs of being married.”

Spencer doesn’t break eye contact or move, that he could tell at least. “I’m not.”

Ryan smiles. “What’s her name?”

“Who’s name?”

“Your wife’s.”

“I don’t have a wife.”

“I don’t know if she’d like you rejecting the fact that you're married,” Ryan mocked him, copying his straightened form and interlacing his fingers. “Is she an agent?”

“How did it feel when your wife cheated on you with your best friend?” Reid’s question made Ryan’s face flash, Matt straightening slightly. “Must’ve hurt.”

“Not really.”

“Oh no? It didn’t hurt you enough to kill not only her but also your best friend and five other women who you thought resembled her? Women who were faithful to their husbands?” Reid leaned forward. “Unlike yours?”

Ryan swallowed. “None of them were faithful.”

“How so?” Matt finally spoke, Ryan smiling slightly.

“Does her name start with… Y/F/I?” Ryan tilted his head. “Was R the original first letter of her last name or did you change it?”

Reid tried not to react. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not married.”

“Is she an agent?”

“I’m not married.”

“Was she that H/C agent? She looks like my ex, I saw it the moment she came in busting down that door. It was kind of hot,” Ryan smirked, leaning forward. “Is she like that in bed, Dr. Reid? Or is she more submissive? You don’t look like the kind of guy that takes control, but damn would it be nice to see her beg-”

“The only thing that you’re going to hear begging is your own voice in prison when every man in there is passing you around like a toy,” Reid responded, tilting his head slightly. “Do you know where rapists stand on the totem pole, don’t you? And where you’re going… you’re going to be one of their bitches.”

Ryan’s smile falters as Reid smiles, tilting his head. “Where’s Lucy?”

“Who’s Lucy? I’m focused on that wifey of yours.”

“Could it be where you and your wife got married?” Reid asked, watching as Ryan’s eye twitched. That wasn’t hard.

Matt was already walking out as Spencer started to stand, Ryan leaning back in his chair. “Is your wife faithful, Dr. Reid?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Reid responded, glaring. He knew you were faithful, going on being married almost eight years, sticking it out when he was arrested and through worse things like his addiction. “Those who cheat aren’t built for a relationship.”

“If she cheated, wouldn’t you kill her?!” Ryan sat up, attempting to force his wrists out of the handcuffs. “They were all cheaters, all of them!”

“My wife would never cheat.” Reid finally let the facade crack, slamming his hands down onto the desk. “Just because a woman cheated on a stupid, narcissistic, misogynistic man like you!”

“I should’ve hunted her first,” Ryan snarled, glaring up at Reid as he laughed. “Shoulda gone for the pretty wife of Dr. Reid-”

Reid’s actions were quick, his hand flying forward to slam Ryan’s face into the metal table, repeatedly bashing him into the table before Alvez came running in, wrapping his arms around Reid’s waist and dragging him out of the room.

“Reid, Reid!” You rushed forward, quickly running forward to cup his face. “Spence, baby, calm down. Calm down.”

It was as though you snapped him out of a trance, his body going stiff as your hands softly held his face, thumbs softly rubbing along his skin as you looked back at Luke. “Thank you, Luke.”

Luke let him go as you quickly hold Spencer’s shoulder, pushing your hands down his arms to hold his hands and pull him to one of the private rooms, cupping his face as he immediately leaned into your chest. He inhaled sharply as he kissed your neck. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, sweetheart, I am so so sorry. I hated… I hated thinking of you with him… him touching you, anyone touching you other than me.”

“No one will,” you whisper back, pulling away to cup his face once again and press a firm kiss to his lips. “I’m yours, Spencer Reid. Forever and always, no matter what. You see this ring? I’m yours.”

He inhaled, nodding as he leaned forward to kiss you softly, humming. “I think… I want a ring instead of cufflinks.”

His words make you giggle, shaking your head. “You sure? I can get you more cufflinks.”

He laughed slightly, nodding. “Okay. I like cufflinks.”

“Then cufflinks you shall have, my love. And I’ll add something to that ring you have at home, too.”

He smiled, nodding as he leaned down and pressed a firm kiss to your lips. “I’ll hold you to that, Mrs. Reid.”

You giggled, nodding as you pressed another kiss to his lips. “You better.”

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[cosmicstarlatte]

A-Z Smut Headcanons (Obey Me!)

🔞⚠️18+ ONLY. MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT!

⤷ Event Status: CLOSED︱Last Updated: 10.9.2023

⚠️This is temporarily closed while I shift my focus to my main kinktober event since its experiencing delays.

As part of my kinktober'23, I will also be doing small short nsfw headcanons for a few of the obey me guys.

⚠️Keep in mind they'll be my hcs & I'll tag as needed. ^^'

1. Choose a character: Luci, Mam, Levi, Beel, Belphie, Dia, Barb 2. Choose 1 letter from this list 3. Submit & wait for me to fulfill the request! ^^ Note: With lists out now, I'll respond to any requests directly + link to the updated list!

Lists will start getting posted on October 1st They're out! I'll pick & choose letters on my free time until everyone is done, but requests will get priority! ♡ There's no deadline to this event or anything. ^-^

⬦— LUCIFER.

requested: d, completed (2): h,r,

⬦— MAMMON.

requested: g,l completed (5): e, f, j, v ,x

⬦— LEVI.

requested: completed (9): d, f, j, m, q, r, v, w, x,

⬦— BEEL.

requested: completed (6): d, o, q, r, x, z

⬦— BELPHIE.

requested: completed (3): o, r, s,

⬦— DIAVOLO.

requested: u,z completed (2): q, s ,

⬦— BARBATOS.

requested: completed (9): b, f, h, j, k, m, r, w, z

⬅Back to Masterlist (mega) ◇ Pinned Post ➡

⬅OM! Flufftober '23

[crimes-against-hair]

☆ Moon ID pack ☆

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Here's an ID pack themed around the moon. It's my first one so please tell me if there's anything I can improve. Names are (mostly) feminine, masculine and neutral. (But who cares, honestly ? ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

Please read pinned before interacting !

☆ NAMES

Moon : Moon, Lune (french), Luna (latin), Aadhira (indian), Célian (greek), Bader (arabic), Hilel/Hilal, N��oma (greek)

Divinities : Artemis, Diane, Selene, Hina

Stars, space and night (+ also moon tied) : Astral, Cosmic, Céleste, Layla, Esther, Philomène, Ismène, Luana

Bright, luminous : Phoebe, Ayla, Lux, Lucy/Lucie, Azhar, Anvar

☆ NICKNAMES

Moonie, Lun, Luni, Sel, Moonshine, Moonlight, Honey, nocturnal friend

(sorry, I don't have a lot of inspo for this)

☆ PRONOUNS

moo(n)/moon/moons/moons/moonself

lun(e)/lune/lunes/lunes/luneself

space/space/spaces/spaces/spaceself

lu/luna/luns (or lunas)/lunaself

night/night/nights/nights/nightself

owl/owl/owls/owls/owlself

sleep/sleep/sleeps/sleeps/sleepself

cos(mo)/cosmo/cosmos/cosmos/cosmoself

🌌/🌌/🌌s/🌌s/🌌self

🌙/🌙/🌙s/🌙s/🌙self

🌕/🌕/🌕s/🌕s/🌕self

🌘/🌘/🌘s/🌘s/🌘self

☄️/☄️/☄️s/☄️s/☄️self

Hope this can be useful ! ♡

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[mourningsaint]

hi hi!! :3

would you be able to make an NPT/ID pack themed around pink, cute themes, electricity, or light? /nf (more specifically the character 'wattson' from apex legends, but if you can't theme it around her specifically that's okay too! /gen)

thanks for your time and trouble!!

ID Pack Related to Pink, Light, Electricity, and cute themes!!

Names — Pinkette, Pinkess, Elle, Tric, Riri, Camellia, Rose, Rosa, Coral, Rosamaria, Royce, Roseo, Apple, Azelea, Barbie, Aella, Audra, Bronte, Corentin, Elektra, Lucian, Dawn, Lucy, Sunny, Sun, Apollo. . .

Pronouns — Pin/Pink, Pink/Pinks, Ele/Electric, Fla/Flash, Li/Light, Su/Sun, Ro/Rose, Rose/Roses, Glo/Glow, Cy/Cyu, Cu/Cute, So/Soft, Sweet/Sweets, Va/Vanilla. . .

Titles — The One/(PRN) who Illuminates, The One in Pink, The Cute One, (PRN)’s Luminescence, The Sweet One, The Adorable One, The Electric One. . .

Genders — Pastel Pink Gender, Pink Cat Gender, Rozreagender, Cupidgender, Monopinkcute, ♡gender, Sweetcloudic, Loveadored. . .

I’m so sorry it took so long! I was unable to base it off of the character alone, so I simply chose all of the other options!!

[iconmochi]

AROACE LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY

♡ — 001 : like / reblog && credit to use !

♡ — 002 : requested by @beeziewe033 !

♡ — 003 : check pinned for requesting info !

[sosorryjack]

[PINNED] 📌 Okay let's try this again

Timothy ♡ Annie

12/29

I draw mainly Borderlands and FALLOUT

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Please handle my ask box with care, ty!

[lucyskyedesmond]

"Come. It is time to keep your appointment with The Wicker Man." ~Lord Summerisle (Christopher Lee)

Welcome to my (@the-loveliest-lotus) sideblog for my Metalocalypse OC, Lucy Skye Desmond. ♡ This is my pinned post, will edit this as links and my other OCs relevant to Lucy are added to the Wiki, or if I use her in other stories. ♡

Important Links:

~Read 'The Wicker Man' on AO3 (Explicit; Lucy is solo polyamorous)

~OC Wiki Entry for Lucy

~OC Wiki Link for 'The Wicker Man'

Playlists:

~Lucy Skye Desmond

~Angie Desmond (Lucy's Mom)

~Roger Desmond (Lucy's Dad)

~Jimmy Desmond (Lucy's Uncle)

~Babette Dufresne (Lucy's Aunt)

Ship Name Tags (Underlined Tags are also Linked to Playlists):

~Pickles the Drummer: Double Trouble

~Magnus Hammersmith: Monochrome Rainbow

~Dick Knubbler: Rainbow Sunshine

~Blues Devil: Rainbow Blues

~Vater Orlaag: Acid Witches

~Toki Wartooth: Sugar Blotter

~Skwisgaar Skwigelf: Deflower Power

~William Murderface: Rainbow Fite

~Charles Offdensen: Leather and Lace

~Nathan Explosion: Acid Explosion

[pretty-switchy-girl]

hello hello thanks for the follow~! i noticed the fandoms you wrote for and saw that fairy tail was on it 🤭 would you mind writing something with ler!natsu and lee!lucy they’re my favs 😭💕💞💓💗💖💘

Ahh my first request!! I love this pair so much! You didn't clarify for it to be romantic or not. So to play it safe, I just made it platonic for now!

Warnings: tickling, if tickling isn't your thing don't read!

Lee!Lucy Heartfilia and Ler!Natsu Dragneel!

It was not funny!

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Everyone knew that Natsu got motion sickness from any moving vehicle. And it just so happened that their next mission needed a train ride and of course Natsu hated that. During the entire ride he wanted to be sick. He was curled up into a ball laying down on the seat trying not to think about the moving vehicle. Lucy being used to this always made fun of him. She laughed a little "You always get sick huh? And I thought a fire user like yourself would be stronger" she laughed. Natsu groaned softly and weakly looked at her "Just wait til we're off of this thing" he groaned and covered his mouth.

Once their mission was done and he survived TWO train rides they were heading back to Lucy's place for some food, but Natsu had other ideas instead. Lucy unlocked the door to her house and walked in closing the door behind Natsu. "Okay, go eat what you'd like. But don't eat me out of house and home!" She warned him. Of course Natsu had other plans than eating of course. He had to move quickly though or Lucy could get the upper hand.

Natsu tackled Lucy pinning her to the floor "I think it's time I get a little revenge for all the times you make fun of my motion sickness" he chuckled. "Its funny!" Lucy panicked and tried her best to get him off but it was no use. Natsu huffed "It was not funny!" He began to poke at her sides and ribs just to test the waters, hes never actually tickled Lucy before. "N-nahahahatsu! Dohohohnt!" She giggled while slapping at his hands. Lucy did not think that Natsu would actually tickle her for making fun of him. Natsu smiled brightly, now that he knew she was ticklish this would make it a whole lot easier for him to get revenge. "Okay let's see, what's a spot that'll make you cackle" he hummed quietly. He then remembered a time that he did see Lucy being tickled, Erza had tickled Lucy before for some reason, she tickled her hips and bellybutton, Lucy lost it. "Okay, once you say you're sorry, I'll stop and leave you alone." He smirked and squeezed her hips with one hand and wiggled a finger inside her bellybutton.

As soon as Lucy felt those two feelings she completely lost it. "NAHAHAHATSU! I SWEHEHEHEAR IHIHIHILL KIHIHILL YOHOHOHOU!" She kicked her legs jerking from side to side, bucking her hips trying to get him off of her. "Mm I'm not hearing a sorry Lucy" he leaned down and blew a raspberry on her tummy while using both hands to squeeze at her hips. "OKAHAHAHY OKAHAHAHY! IHIHIM SOHOHOHORRY!" she cackled out. "Sorry for what~?" He blew another raspberry squeezing faster. "MAHAHHAKING FUHUHUHUN OHOHOHOF YOHOHOHOHU!"

Natsu continued for five minutes to make sure she was actually sorry.

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Authors note: I hoped you liked it! It's not my best work! But I think this is cute and I liked it!!

[arcanacards]

GREETINGS ... I'M AZEL I'M SILLY AND I ♡ POKEMON, HELLTAKER, LWA, & PMMM. more interests and info linked in my pinned! [ they/them ]

prev url: alolanmoon // please follow my Lucy and her art!!

[aurqlie]

'*•.¸♡Hello, I’m Aurelie!♡¸.•*'

This is gonna be my side blog, my main account is @everestica and you will be able to find a lot more of my works there, for example all my project sekai works, twisted wonderland, and some others just sprinkled in!

This account is mostly gonna be for any other animes I watch since I normally only get project sekai requests on my other account and wanna start branching it!

These are the fandoms and characters I will write for: 

Bungo Stray Dogs 

Armed Detective Agency

Atsushi Nakajima 

Osamu Dazai

Doppo Kunikida 

Edogawa Ranpo 

Junichiro Tanizaki 

Akiko Yosano 

Port Mafia 

Ryunosuke Akutagawa 

Chuuya Nakahara

Ichiyo Higuchi 

Yumeno Kyusaku/Q (Platonic)

Oda Sakunosuke

Elise (Platonic)

Ryurou Hirotsu

Tachihara Michizou

Gin Akutagawa

The Guild 

Scott Fitzgerald

Lucy Montgomery 

John Steinbeck

H.P Lovecraft

Edgar Allen Poe 

Mark Twain

Louisa Alcott

Decay of the Angels

Fyodor Dostoevsky 

Nikolai Gogol

Sigma

The Hunting Dogs

Jouno Saigiku 

Tecchou Suehiro

Teruko Okura

Danganronpa 

Trigger Happy Havoc

Makoto Naegi

Kyoko Kirigiri

Aoi Asahina

Byakuya Togami

Celestia Ludenburg

Chihiro Fujisaki

Junko Enoshima

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Leon Kuwata

Mondo Owada

Sayaka Maizono

Goodbye Despair

Hajime Hinata 

Chiaki Nanami 

Nagito Komaeda

Akane Owari

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Gundham Tanaka

Ibuki Mioda 

Kazuichi Soda

Mahiru Koizumi

Mikan Tsumiki

Peko Pekoyama

Sonia Nevermind

Killing Harmony

Kaede Akamatsu

Angie Yonaga

Himiko Yumeno

K1-B0

Kaito Momota

Kirumi Tojo

Kokichi Oma

Maki Harukawa

Miu Iruma 

Rantaro Amami 

Shuichi Saihara

Tsumugi Shirogane

Black Butler

Ciel Phantomhive 

Sebastian Michaelis 

Grelle Sutcliff

Undertaker 

Alois Trancy

Finnian

Elizabeth Midford

Ronald Knox

Book of Circus

Beast

Joker 

Doll

Dagger

Blue Lock

Team Z 

Hyoma Chigiri

Meguru Bachira

Rensuke Kunigami

Yoichi Isagi

Ryosuke Kira

Team Y

Niko Ikki

Team V

Nagi Seishiro

Reo Mikage

Zantetsu Tsurugi

Second Selection

Ranze Kurona

Ryusei Shidou

Rin Itoshi

Yo Hiori

Kenyu Yukimiya

Team World Five

Julian Loki

Leonardo Luna 

Pablo Cavasoz

Japan U-20

Sae Itoshi

Bastard München

Micheal Kaiser

Alexis Ness

Soul Eater

Maka Albarn 

Soul (Soul Eater)

Black Star 

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa

Death The Kid 

Liz Thompson 

Patty Thompson

Haikyuu

Karasuno

Daichi Sawamura 

Koshi Sugawara

Yuu Nishinoya

Ryunosuke Tanaka

Tobio Kageyama

Shoyo Hinata

Kei Tsukishia

Tadashi Yamaguchi

Nekoma 

Tetsuro Kuroo 

Kozume Kenma

Morisuke Yaku

Taketora Yamamoto

So Inuoka 

Lev Haiba

Yuki Shibayama

Aboa Johsai 

Toru Oikawa 

Issei Matsukawa

Takahiro Hanamaki

Hajime Iwaizumi

Shigeru Yahaba

Yutaro Kindaichi

Akira Kunimi

Kentaro Kyotani

Fukurodani 

Kotaro Bokuto 

Keiji Akaashi 

Akinori Kohoha

Inarizaki 

Shinsuke Kita

Aran Ojiro

Atsumu Miya 

Osamu Miya

Rintaro Suna

Date Tech/Dateko

Takanobu Aone

Kenji Futakuchi

Kanji Koganegawa

Shiratorizawa 

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Eita Semi

Satori Tendou

Tsutomu Goshiki

Kenjiro Shirabu

Nohebi

Suguru Daishou

Koji Hiroo

Naoyasu Kuguri 

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo

Yuji Itadori 

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugisaki

Toge Inumaki 

Kasumi Miwa

Blue Exorcist 

Rin Okumura

Shima Renzo

Kamiki Izumo

Kirigakure Shura

Shiemi Moriyama 

Twisted Wonderland

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts 

Trey Clover 

Cater Diamond

Ace Trappola 

Deuce Spade

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar 

Ruggie Bucchi 

Jack Howl

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto 

Floyd Leech

Jade Leech

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim 

Jamil Viper

Pomefiore 

Vil Schoenheit 

Epel Felmier

Rook Hunt

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

Ortho Shroud (Platonic)

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia 

Lilia Vanrouge 

Silver 

Sebek Zigvolt

Royal Sword

Neige Leblanche 

Chenya

Thanks for reading and rules will be in my masterlist, and it will be pinned at the top of the blog!

[ocglaze]

"I dont have a favorite oc" I say, giving Ivy the only colored portrait

[p-antomime]

heart-shaped b♡x!

𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 3K.

𖦹 content: mean dom!toji, unprotected sex, pinning, edging, fingering, size!kink, huge age gap, hints of pain play, nicknames, breeding!kink, mention of phone sex.

𖦹 pairings: best friend's dad!fushiguro toji x fem!reader.

ᥫ᭡. this is for The Dilf List!; collab by my pretty doll & lovey @cirigiri! <3 thank ya so much for letting me join the collab lucy, i love ya !

He was a nice surprise. Nice, tall, broad-shouldered that looked even nicer when he wore the dress shirts from his work with your father, greenish eyes that reminded you of the grass of the flat fields and calloused fingers that you knew made sparks run across your skin because of the few times they brushed against your shoulder or forearm. 

You felt that deep, deep down, deeper than you allowed yourself to shed light of knowledge, maybe you romanticized his figure too much, but boys your age didn't help themselves to make you have good judgment. And deep, deep down, deeper than you allowed yourself to remember the next day, was the way he pounded inside you with one hand over your mouth to keep you from making noise and waking your friend across the hall in the house. 

The truth was that you liked the sense of security Toji gave you with simple glances or sideways smiles that made his lip scar tug and the way you felt your heart blossom like a rose in spring every time he made some comment that Megumi didn't catch, but that you did. And if Toji was good at doing things in secret to keep you out of trouble with your friend, he was even better at saying things in secret, like the times you went out with him, your parents and his children and he would lean over from time to time to whisper things in your ear that almost always kept you up late; until the time he called you and your hand went under your pajamas and your ears picked up his heavy breathing on the other end of the call. 

Almost every day you would wake up wondering if he was going to come to your house with Megumi and Tsumiki in the weekend so you could smile brightly looking at the street from the bedroom window and pretend not to expect him to look up, stare at you and wave his hand like any of your dad's other work friends. 

The same goodbye Toji gave you today when he picked your dad up at home because the family car needed repair since last Monday and this week, he was willing to help him with the commute from your home to the commercial building in downtown Tokyo. But, in compensation, you would be home alone reviewing most of the college content that had unwittingly accumulated with the passage of time. 

As you slumped in bed, fiddling with your phone and promising yourself that you would only start studying when the clock struck a rounded hour, maybe 2:30 or 2:40, an idea lit up your mind almost prematurely and eyes immediately fell on the closet. A deep breath made your chest expand; you fed your secret idea a little more. 

It wouldn't hurt to go visit Toji at his work, right? If Megumi asked where you were all day, you could tell him you were visiting your dad and, in the end, you might end up having dinner with him and making Toji spend more time with you for the rest of the day, since your father needed his car to get home. 

With this and, only this in mind, you went not only to take a shower, but also to get ready and choose the pink sundress that Megumi's own father had bought for you and you had told your best friend that it had been a gift from Nobara for your last birthday. He liked that piece of clothing, you knew it, he said it looked so "fucking amazing" because it made you look like a doll. 

After that, it didn't take long for you to finish getting ready and go to the nearest subway station, your heart beating faster as the stations passed by on the billboard and you got closer to the business district of their work. Every time it was the same: 

You saw Toji, even from afar, and it seemed as if your heart rebelled against your brain's willpower and denounced how much you liked — and your mind dares to whisper: loved — him. Maybe that man, that DILF would never get out of your head and out of your little heart-shaped ballerina box where he played the music and you danced as he wanted. 

"Whoa, whoa, where d’you think you're going, lassie?", was the first thing that hit your ears as soon as you stopped in front of the huge door of the building and turned around to check where exactly you needed to go to get in with your ID card.  

"Excuse me?", you replied looking over one shoulder; it wasn't Toji, much less your father, it was just one of the four guards who took turns guarding that entrance. 

"I said where do you think you are going, are you lost?"  

"Not really," you replied looking around, as if you were secretly searching for the only man you were interested in in that building, "Do y’know if I need–" 

"Your ID card, please.", his tone was firmer this time and you looked at him for long seconds before showing him what was asked and watching him take longer than necessary to check your age, name and photo, "That last name, did you come to see your father?" 

You bit the inside of your cheek, if you lied, what would be the consequences of that? 

"My father works here?" 

"You don't know where your father works?" 

"He doesn't tell me about his work, so, no," you reached for the ID card again, "But, I'm looking for a man named Toji, Toji Fushiguro, I have something to deliver to him!" 

Alright, you could tell from the guard's face that he wasn't taking you seriously and knew that if you weren't lying, at the very least you were mixing some truths with omissions. 

"Miss, I will–." a hand whose fingers you knew all too well placed itself on the shoulder of the tall man in front of you and a mixture of anxiety, anticipation and excitement poisoned you inside. Now, yes, it was him, just him. 

"Can I help this little lady here, Kento?", his voice sounded as melodious as ever and you almost felt your pupils turn into hearts as you finally got to stare at the same jade eyes as always. 

"I came to see you, Fushiguro," you knew that in the company they usually called each other by their last name. 

"Mhm, I can tell," Toji replied agreeing with his head before turning to the blonde still looking at you like you were a naughty child who stole candy from his basket, "You can leave it t’me, Kento, I know her father and I'll take her to him after she's done talking to me, ‘kay?" 

It was obvious that this guy trusted Toji more than you, and you couldn't really blame him. 

Almost as if by magic, you were walking into that big company that seemed less cold inside when you were outside and the brunette's hand was resting in the middle of your back dictating where you should walk until you reached the elevator and he pressed one of the higher floors. 

"You...," your voice came out almost as a whisper, "Aren't you going to ask why I came?". And he glared at you before crossing arms and making you look away from the floor so you wouldn't see the way his social shirt clung to his forearms and collarbones, "I know you well enough to know that you didn't come here to see your father, let alone Megumi even if he's your best friend." 

You felt your legs wobble a little, especially because of the sideways grin he opened when he saw that you didn't expect this response. 

"Are you mad at me?", the question came out without you thinking very carefully as you leaned against one side of the elevator. 

"I can't be mad at you when you're wearing this," his head jerked in the direction of the hem of it and then his attention went to the floor signs until his was reached. 

"Are you taking me to your office?" 

"Would you prefer I take you to your father's? Or take you to my home where Megumi is?", Toji asked looking over one shoulder and gesturing with his index finger for you to follow him until you both stopped in front of a wide door whose only name in the top center was 'Fushiguro'. 

"No, they'd both be kind of pissed about... everything," he gave you space to enter first and you felt like you were seeing a bit of his personal life that went beyond yourself, as his place somehow expressed a bit of his unique personality. 

"Next time you come in here unannounced I might have to tell on you, doll," Toji spoke up and motioned to the spacious couch that was diagonally across from his desk full of papers, you understood that you were supposed to go sit there and your voice only came back to you after you had done so: "But, there's nothing to tell on him, I'm just his daughter coming to visit him at his work.” 

"Even you don't believe that yourself, Y/N," he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to forearms and then crossed them over his chest before leaning back on the edge of the office desk to stare at you, "Now, speaking as the guy in charge of you today ‘till the end of my shift, I think you should be grounded for not thinking straight before coming here." 

One eyebrow slowly rose, you were asking him without using words if he was serious. 

"Yeah, I'm dead serious, girls like you, who are, y'know...," Toji walked towards you and took his place sitting next to you, "Smaller than me, easily breakable, shouldn’t just think that they can do everything they want"; a wan chuckle escaped your lips and you crossed arms before looking away. 

“Younger than you,” you corrected him and though his hand had sneaked up on your knee and a shiver ran through your body for it, your attention remained diverted. 

"Smaller than me," Toji spoke again, this time more firmly and along with that harsh tone came the bottom of your panties slowly getting wetter, the firm grip he had on you was insane, it was scary even. 

His hand went a little higher, crossing the edge of the dress and placing itself between your thighs before you instinctively opened them and let him reach the bottom of your undies. Toji could easily force your legs open if he wanted to, he had done it before and you weren't exactly against it, but he had recently discovered that it was better, more intoxicating if you silently humbled yourself and showed how desperate you were for his more experienced touch. 

"Too small for my fingers, for my cock, even for my mouth," he spoke pulling the hem of your dress until it left your thighs and crotch completely uncovered, "Spread your legs, pretty thing", after that was out of his mouth, you looked up at him again and let legs move further apart from each other, "Unless you don't want me to get between your thighs, is it what you–" 

The elation and urgency spoke louder, you didn't think straight before interrupting him. 

"I want it! Want your fingers inside of me, Toji," he looked at you as if he was about to make you regret not thinking straight before acting and you ironically felt the bottom of your panties get even wetter. 

"You are so stubborn and rude today, where did the good girl I like so much go?" 

His fingers slid into your panties, pressed themselves against your clit and your thoughts began to break and crumble almost immediately, "But, I—'m still your good girl, Toji." 

By the time you finished speaking, he was forcing three of his large fingers into your too-small entrance to take them all at once. You tried to close your legs; his other hand kept them open. 

"You are, huh? A good girl would never try to close her legs when 'm being so good and nice for her, letting her use my fingers to get off," Toji replied staring at you and held you sitting against the couch by the waist as his digits slammed deep inside you and a whimper of pleasure mixed with pain escaped from the bottom of your throat. 

"Toji, y'know I can— cannot take your fingers like this, it's hur—" 

"That's why I told you that you're smaller than me, but you're always being so stubborn," he replied and moved his fingers again, this time curving them and making you gasp, the knot at the bottom of your belly getting tighter and walls compressing his digits harder, "And, besides this, you came here for this, don't ya? To be the fuckdoll of an older guy." 

That simple sentence from him almost had you cumming, you had to squeeze the edge of your dress to remind yourself that he never gave you permission to cum. 

"Wanna cum? This easily? You're lasting less than the last time I fucked you," he left a tender kiss against your cheek and, unlike expected, his fingers stopped moving completely, "If you wanna cum this bad, fuck yourself on my fingers and I may let you have my cock after it." 

"I c-cannot, your fingers ngh, too big, Toji," you didn't even care anymore if you were swallowing a few words, the only thing you cared about was being able to cum even though you couldn't take even his digits properly and he let out a mocking chuckle before curving them inside you and rubbing against your most sensitive spot. 

"You are not even trying so hard, doll, the only thing you need to do is move your hips," Toji moved them back and forth and up and down, literally as if you were a doll and you could see his fingers appearing and disappearing over and over again, "Like this, your pretty brain can make you do this, can't it?" 

All you did was gasp and keep moving without his help until you were really on your own fucking yourself on his big fingers that filled you so well. Every now and then he rubbed his palm against your throbbing swollen clit just to watch you squirm and try to get down faster. 

The wet sounds coming from your pussy and the sight of it being stretched almost to its limits made his cock so hard that it almost hurt from the discomfort of the pants. He knew he couldn't wait any longer to fuck you and make you go back to your home dripping with his cum, but, still: it was so cute and good to see you trying your best to chase your orgasm using only his fingers. 

You were so close, just needed a little more. If he'd curved his fingers, you’d have come at that very second — and Toji knew it, knew it better than anyone, your body was too easy to decipher and so he immediately pulled you onto his lap as he unbuttoned his pants and in a matter of seconds you were sitting right on his big fat dick, feeling every vein rub against your sensitive walls and the tip of it kissing your cervix. It was enough to make you cum and bite his shoulder trying not to moan too loudly. 

"Cumming just by having my cock inside you? Tsk, that's quite pathetic, doll," he grabbed your face by the chin to pull you into a kiss and used his other hand to start fucking you through your orgasm and down and up over his lap, "But, still, you're my pathetic pretty girl."  

You agreed dumbly with the head trying not to let the eyes water from the excess pleasure eating away at you, it was already expected that he wasn't going to stop after your first orgasm. Nothing with Toji was just one time thing, he always needed to push you to the limit and turn you into the drooling mess that only knew how to babble his name between moans. 

His cock went way deeper than his fingers and that's exactly what you needed: to be filled first until you felt the tip kissing your cervix and then to have his cum filling you from the inside all the way to the brim while his hands roamed and groped your body and his lips sucked and licked your tits as they were doing now; all while you bounced on his dick and finished milking him completely. 

His head fell back just as his cream began to spurt inside you and it was the perfect chance for you to leave a series of hickeys on the skin of his neck, just below the collar of his dress shirt, before his fingers rubbed your clit and pulled you into another climax. 

"Fuck, you're gonna get me in trouble someday, princess," he spoke between grunts, his head still slumped back as he moved your hips against his lap to make you take more of his cum and roll over his dick almost in a threat to keep fucking you. 

"You're so, so deep, Toji, I can feel you so deep," you whispered and looked down to see the white wheel of cum forming at the base of his cock still inside you. 

"Mhm, but you can take me deeper, can't you?", Toji held you by the waist and switched positions to have you lying on the office couch, your legs immediately placing themselves around his hips, "We have...," his head turned to the side and he checked the time, "Twenty minutes before Megumi arrives and comes to find me, think you can make me cum within that time?" 

A playful smile appeared on his lips and you promptly moved hips up and down in a silent positive response. The only things you could hear for the rest of that time in the place were your moans, his grunts and the wet sound coming from where the two of you were connected. 

You weren't even thinking of an excuse to give your best friend friend about why your legs were more wobbly than usual and how his dad Mr. Fushiguro Toji's clothes — father of two children, Tsumiki & Megumi — were too wrinkled. 

ㅤ🏷 tagging: @hirwishin @inu1gf @dukina @qudvxnkanx @slut4manjiro @kuroaka @sleepy3 @mizurimirai @semisgroupie @mrsvaleska @h-shibas @no-name-jack @scandescent @binglebonglerightonthemoney @zorosbozo @bontens-cum-slut @rxcked @rinsie @myarlert @medusalovessnakes @mxrga245 @simpforerenn @tonaken @imsatansqueen @imkumichan @lordbugs @haitaniwhor3 @kumikocchi @jjendeku @ushijimasthiccthighs @winterv-black @crown5 @scholarlogy @hannas16 @misss-chrisss @bunnozi @jiminjamms @ren-simp @momoewn @rosso-seta @alureasoley @todorokiskitten @tojidilfs @festive @wakasa-wifey .

— taglist! ┊ jujutsu kaisen masterlist!

[burnieblanders]

The boys react to Mc turning into a cowgirl: fat, huge boobs that leak milk, lil horns, cow ears and tail, can only speak in moos, inspired by milqilin* on ao3 (idk if they have a tumblr...)

(This is my mc♡♡ i love her)

Basically they all love it tho♡ lmao

Lucy: tries to keep his composure but secretly loves it, as soon as he gets mc to himself (he invites her to his room of course) he drinks her sweet milk gently. He ties her up, wrists and ankles bound to the bedframe and fucks her slow...loves the jiggle of her curves. (To me he seems like the type whod fuck all night, switching between brutal merciless overstimulation to tender and sweet aftercare.)

Mammon: cant contain how much he loves it, cant stop touching and hugging mc, plows her as soon as theyre alone together. He tastes her milk but find he doesnt love it as much as he loves to just squeeze her nipples and hear her whine.  (To me he seems like the type to go like 4 rounds back to back, defs a cuddler after sex)

Levi: omg its just like a hentai...so he goes hentai mode and ambushes her while theyre hanging out, (doin that classic trap ur love interest against the wall) tho hes visibly flustered and stumbles a bit so mc throws him a bone and acts submissive for him, hes still not the best at being domineering though, hes too self depreciating, so mc just pins him down and rides him

Satan: like lucy he tries to keep his composure but loses it a lot faster, he invites mc to his room, saying they could look through a book on pregnancy and breast milk together. As theyre sitting next to eachother and looking through the book he starts to get distracted, theyre reading about breast feeding and he tells her he wants to try it...so naturally things escalate from there...it starts with him simply suckling her breast milk and ends with him pounding her into oblivion, smacking her ass, pulling her tail, pinching and pulling her nipples, calling her a slutty cow and just generally bullying her♡.♡

Asmo: he lures her in with promises of a massage and a bath with rose petals and scented oils along with candles and incense to set a romantic mood. He rubs down her whole body and relishes in her softness....They do it in the bathtub and splash water all over the floor lol. After they get out of the tub they do it again in bed, then standing up, then back on the bed 2 more times. He constantly compliments her beautiful body as he gives it to her slow, gives her tons of kisses and hickies. (What kind of avatar of lust would he be if he couldnt go multiple rounds?? Lol)

Beel: ambushes mc in her room, acting like a spoiled brat and demanding a taste, he gets on top, drinks her milk and relishes in it, sucking too hard and making her struggle against him sometimes, he takes the hint and tries to hold back so he wont hurt her. He continues to  suck and play with her tits as he fucks her (to me he seems like the type whod go hard for a long time, leaving her completely exhausted from multiple overstimulated orgasms, i think he could do1 or 2 very long rounds before he needs a snack break)

Belphie: loves to hold her, lean on her, and cuddle with her when they nap together. Some nights as theyre cuddling he wakes up and while shes asleep he puts his dick between her thighs and ruts against her slow. She'll wake up wanting more so he gives it to her from behind while pulling her tail. Hes the type whod fall asleep inside her of course...

Dia: loves it unashamedly, invites mc to his room for tea and a chat. When theyre together hes straightforward in asking to taste her milk, as he does he gets excited and touches her. He asks if shes ok before he continues. They get naked, he eats her out and fingers her until she cums twice making sure shes proper wet and receptive. He then picks her up effortlessly and bounces her on his massive dick like a doll. (Another one that would fuck all night tbh, hed leave mc absolutely drained)

Barb: very intrigued by it, requests to try some of her milk in his tea, having heard breast milk is creamy and tasty. After trying it in tea he tries it plain, then he requests to try it from the source. Hes mesmerized by the warmth in his gut that he gets as he listens to her embarrassed moos, hes more proper than to just whip out his dick in front of the young miss, so he excuses himself and jacks off desperately thinking about how hed love to get a tit job from her before hed put it in her slick. How indecent!!

Simeon: admires her from a distance ;_;

Solomon: he wants to help in some way...so he gives her one of those lil milking machines so she can get rid of some of the excess, she gives the extras to him so he can drink it or cook with it >_>.....he makes her a potion that should help reduce milk production at least a little bit and indeed she stops leaking so much that all her shirts get soaked, shes very grateful to him for that. So how can she thank him? With some good old fashioned sloppy toppy of course....jeez i couldnt think of anything good for my fave character!! 😩

[hi-im-otter]

yay thank you for the tag tia!!

1. are you named after anyone? nope! my parents just agreed on my name bc they thought it fits me

2. when was the last time you cried? last thursday i think :p

3. do you have kids? no and i dont really think i would make a good parent even if i wanted to

4. do you use sarcasm much? sometimes i do but not very often

5. what sports do you play/have played? i played volleyball during high school and i hope to still be able to play it at collage! i also exercise at home a little

6. first thing you notice about other people? its really hard to say tbh maybe if they are wearing any cool or unique jewelry, charms or pins, it says a lot about the person i think

7. eye color? blue-ish? or some kind of gray?

8. scary movies or happy endings? i dont really watch horror so happy endings ig?

9. any special talents? i can crack almost every joint in my body and it terrifies people its funny

10. where were you born? poland warsaw 😬

11. what are your hobbies? drawing, crocheting, filmmaking and reading maybe

12. do you have any pets? two cats! their names are Lusia (Lucy) and Bolek (short for Bolesław) and i love them a lot! ♡

13. how tall are you? 167 cm i think (but im also the tallest being in the world)

14. fav subject at school? chemistry i think also biology and maths (not for the few last years tho) ah i also liked polish a lot

15. dream job? well i would love to be a filmmaker (but thats kinda unobtainable :p) and theres also scientist :)

tagging: @t4r0t-c4rd @hellva @arsix2012 @czesca @extrat413 @queen-alluka @babygirlchuuya @helenawa-art @spageddy29 @futuredaysbycan @alex-wf @sushipotato26 @c-a-n-d-y-h-3-a-r-t @depengu @themoonawaitsherexecutioner but no pressure ofc!!

was tagged by @tuisong to do this! tysm tūī!!! <33

15 questions for 15 mutuals

1. are you named after anyone? nope

2. when was the last time you cried? mmm one or two weeks ago maybe?

3. do you have kids? no and i dont want them either

4. do you use sarcasm a lot? a little bit sometimes? but not that much i think

5. what sports do you play/have you played? basketball, ice skating and dancing (if that counts)

6. what's the first thing you notice about other people? im terrible at noticing things so ummm their physical appearance ig. especially their face

7. eye color? brown!

8. scary movies or happy endings? happy endings!! besides i cant stand scary movies...

9. any special talents? uhhh idk really... writing maybe?

10. where were you born? spain

11. what are your hobbies? playing video games, reading, writing, drawing, watching anime

12. do you have any pets? unfortunately not but i really want to....

13. how tall are you? around 168 cm

14. fave subject in school? chemistry (liked it so much im actually a chemist now lol) and i also really liked art

15. dream job? honestly just something related to what ive studied, something i like doing, that pays me well enough, isnt too tiring and where there is a good working atmosphere

tagging: @sstrawbearies / @astralx / @raeyginageorge / @skijjiki / @hardboiledteacozy / @skinwalkerbehavior / @distant-snow / @cosmic-opossum / @peach-tia / @solarings / @solarshadow / @spikeyys / @seapasture / @lunarelly / (only if you want no pressure!!)

[chaotixalex]

you belong with me

a 1k snowbaz hurt-comfort fic -that i totally did not reflect my problems onto- featuring Papa Malcom

an&tw: mentioned  homophobia, unedited and unbeated as always, finished in 30 mins because we die like Lucy

♡reblogs and likes are much appreciated♡

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“What’s wrong?” His dad asks.

Baz hears him ask. The question echoes in the empty hallway.

Baz wonders that too.

“What in the Nine Mages is wrong with you Basilton?” His hand curls around his wrist. He means to be harsh on him, Baz realizes, he means to hurt him by squeezing on his wrist. But he fails. He fails so tremendously.

“Answer me boy,” his hand unfurls and jabs a finger onto his sweater, managing to find the button of his shirt underneath, “what is wrong with you?”

The answer he wants to scream at his father’s face, also, echoes in the emptiness he is.

His father looks at his face, his mother’s face; eyes glassy, wet eyelashes clumped in raven spears, an unstable line where her smile would be. Baz doesn’t need to see his own face to know. His father has told these to him before, in the solemn moments he shared with Baz as a toddler when the monster in him was still sleeping.

The wind sweeps his father’s hair onto his face, still warm with no sun in sight and storm clouds rolling in. Baz feels cold. Colder than he's ever been.

“I don’t know,” he holds his gaze like Atlas holding up the storm clouds. “I thought you could tell me what you expected from me,” he sniffles, “and we could measure how much I went over your expectations.”

He steps closer.

“Tell me father,” he starts counting with his fingers, “what was wrong in me being the best at anything and everything I ever did?”

“Or taking care of everything when-” He feels the anger burn up the cinder in his throat when he unfolds his second finger.

“Or doing everything on my own?”

He raises his hand, “Or hiding away in the corners of your shame until I rot away?”

His father looks down at his hands. Farmer hands. Broad and strong.

“That’s what I thought.” Baz fixes his collar then turns on his heels.  His nimble fingers tug at his tie.

“If,” he takes one step, “you want to be in my life, fix what’s wrong with you first.”

             ♤ ♤ ♤

Simon looked at the door. And he waited for it to open, like he did for the last 2 hours. If he had been back at Watford, all the doors in the building would have burned away in 2 seconds.

“Can we meet?

       -M.G.P”

Simon’d found the envelope on the small coffee table; and read it with his phone wedged between his cheek and shoulder on his second failed call for Baz.

He opened and read the card once again.

It had the same posh curves Baz had in his e’s and g’s. Written onto a soil colored card with silver ink hidden in a cream envelope sealed with fancy red wax. He could not understand what Malcom meant by this, after all the silence. Was this a peace offering? Or was this the end of the noose around Baz’s neck?

He looked at the door again. He heard the unforgiving and insistnet bark of Mrs. Delores’ poodle. Baz was coming.

He threw the card at the table where he found it and ran to the door. The keys jingled.

“Si-” he looked at his face.

“Baz.”

Simon threw his hands around his neck. The collar of his shirt was askew and he was crumpling his tie in his hands, but Simon ignored that and squeezed his trembling body harder.

“It’s okay,” he whispered over the top of his head, “whatever’s wrong we can fix it together.”

In return Baz squeezed him tighter. He folded down into a small pocket version Baz; the tall man was gone. Simon felt like he could just pick him up and fit him inside his chest, his rightful place, between his lungs where he’d be safe.

Simon led them to the bedroom where he took off his shoes and trousers. He took the tie from his hands and undid the buttons of his shirt.

He wanted to speak about it, but Baz had shut down. He was almost transparent and Simon didn’t want him floating away like a ghost.

“Let’s get to bed,” he removed the comforter, “and I’ll warm you up some soup and blood.” He rubbed a hand on his bare back before turning to the door, “You look cold.”

“Don’t leave,” Baz said. “I’m freezing.”

Simon turned back at him.

“I’m not leaving, just gonna go to the kitchen. I made lentil soup-”

“No. Come to bed, Si. Please.”

He obliged. Not because he asked  or for the tears rolling down his face. Simon felt his gravity center move to the bed and then go deep into the core of the earth, that’s why. All his inhibitions were forgotten, the other half of his soul was sore in wounds and he could not find no doctor or cure for it.

He folded under the soft fabric of the comforter; over Baz’s body, as cold as steel.

“Can you turn my way?” Simon whispered.

Anyone reading this would say Baz’s face was even more poetic up close. That was total bullshit. Baz was all over the bed in sharp pieces.

Under his eyes had a muted purple where he must have rubbed. Simon kissed there hoping to take the pain hidden there. The side of his mouth twitched as he ducked in shallow wet breaths. He kissed there too.

“He said I don’t belong.”

Simon waited.

“Nowhere.”

Baz opened his eyes.

Simon waited again and fought the urge to say otherwise. He looked at his eyes, guarded by his wet eyelashes.

“Not even with you,” he breathed shallowly, “the worst chosen one.”

“Well he is right,” Simon said. “You don’t belong with me. You belong next to me. We belong together.”