#once you get that acceptance? that supposed reassurance that 'you'll be fine'? suddenly all your fucks go out the window.

[snekdood]

i understand its sensitive. i understand you got other problems in your life. but when its so easy to just *not* do something, when it hardly takes away from your life besides not pleasing your every sensibility? what the fuck is the restraint for

[butsomeofusarelookingatthestars]

“Touch her again, and you'll regret it!" With luke please!!!😘

Here you go! This is probably the longest one yet (I got a bit carried away) but I hope you like it! I really enjoyed writing this one - I love any excuse to explore Luke’s protective nature :)

PROMPTS, 6 – “Touch her again, and you’ll regret it!”

“Sorry, I didn’t see you there!” You giggled happily as you accidentally bumped into someone at the crowded bar. You stumbled slightly in your high heels as you tried to readjust your balance.

“Hey there, are you okay?” Strong hands gripped your arms to steady you. “You look a bit unsteady.”

You smiled widely as you looked at the man who had come to your aid. “I’m good.” You flashed him a dazzling smile as you pushed your hair behind your ear. “I guess I’m just a bit clumsy once I’ve had a couple of drinks.” You bit your lip to conceal your grin.

“No worries.” The handsome man stared at you curiously, his blue eyes filled with desire as he took in your attire. You were wearing a tight-fitted dress which skimmed your thighs, the cut-outs around your torso displayed your toned stomach.  You saw his gaze darken as his eyes roamed your body hungrily. You had him.

Little did the man know but you were working undercover for the BAU. The team was hunting for an unsub who had murdered five women after picking them up in nightclubs and sexually assaulting them. They’d determined that he was highly socially-skilled, intelligent, charismatic and charming. Unfortunately, this meant that he’d been able to easily evade law enforcement. The team had decided that the best way to capture him would be to implement an undercover operation.

You’d eagerly volunteered to assume the role of potential victim. Cases like this always seemed to get under your skin – ones involving female victims who had endured sadistic torture. You couldn’t stand the thought of the pain they had to endure. You’d do anything to capture the monster who perpetrated these crimes. The rest of the team had been reluctant to let you go into the club, it was an exceedingly dangerous situation, but they knew they had to take action to prevent the unsub hurting another victim. You could still see their worried faces. Garcia’s anxious voice still echoed in your head.

Above all, you could vividly recall the reaction of your colleague, Luke Alvez. His dark eyes had been full of concern. It had unsettled you greatly to see the tough and courageous agent so troubled. You’d tried to lift his spirits with a joke before you’d left, but you were met with a strained smile rather than his usual soft chuckle. You’d both developed a close relationship since he’d joined the BAU all those months ago. Out of the office you were at ease with each other, spending time hiking in the Virginian woods with Roxy and grabbing a drink with your colleagues at O’Keefe’s. In the field you trusted each other implicitly, always there to provide support and protection.

It was strange not to have him by your side right now. You shifted uncomfortably as you became acutely aware of his absence.

The unsub moved closer to you, swiftly interrupting your thoughts. You forced a bright smile onto your face.

“Do you want to go outside to get some fresh air? You look like you need it.”

You pretended to hesitate, you had to make him entice you outside. That was what he liked.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be right beside you…for protection.” His teasing grin made your stomach churn. You couldn’t help but think about the women who had stood in this position before you. You quickly dismissed your apprehension, you knew your team were right outside. They wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

“Why not?” You shrugged your shoulders as you looked at him through your eyelashes. “I suppose spending time with a handsome stranger wouldn’t be too dreadful.” You felt repulsed by your own words, but it was a necessary evil. They had to catch him in the act in order to make a conviction stick in court.

He grinned wickedly. “And I’d love to spend time with a beautiful girl like you.” He immediately wrapped an arm around you possessively. You could feel the pressure his hand was exerting near your neck. You hoped he’d put your racing heartbeat down to excitement rather than disgust. His other arm moved to grope your waist, his fingers digging into your skin greedily. He eagerly led you outside into the dark alley.

You barely had time to adjust to your surroundings before the air was snatched from your lungs. He violently slammed you into the wall, shoving your face into the cold bricks. You reeled in shock and confusion. This didn’t fit the profile, he liked to take him time. That was the reason why an undercover operation was deemed appropriate. You felt your entire body freeze in terror as he pinned your arms behind your back.

“Do you think I’m stupid? I know you’re a fed.” His harsh snarl made your blood run cold. “But…” his tone changed, he sounded intrigued, “maybe you just wanted to spend some time with me.” You struggled desperately against his hold but he was too strong.

“Stop that now.” He shushed you, his breath on your neck as he moved even closer behind you. “How about I treat you like the whore you are? Don’t worry, I’ll leave you here so your friends can see your mangled body.” His hands roamed down your body as your tried to flinch away from his touch.

“Ah, there it is!” He pulled the distress signal device out from where it had been concealed in your dress, tossing it to one side. “We wouldn’t want to be disturbed now, would we?”

He ragged your hair back sharply to expose your neck. He pressed a kiss to your neck, biting your soft skin. “You taste so good…I can almost taste the fear on you.”

You couldn’t stifle the sob that left your lips. You were on your own. There were no cameras out here. The tracker had been thrown away. There was no way for your team to know you were in danger. The music of the club rang out noisily, it’s pounding would deafen anyone inside to your pleas.

“No one will hear you scream.” You felt his hand creep up your thigh as tears started to stream down your face.

You heard the unmistakable sound of a gun clicking. You didn’t dare look around.

“Matthew Woods, this is the FBI. Let her go now.” You’d felt relief wash over you at the sound of Prentiss’ firm voice. It was over.

You felt him release your arms and the weight on your chest lifted as he turned to face the team and local police officers. You sighed in relief as you rubbed your wrists gratefully.

The first thing you saw were Luke’s eyes. They looked hardened, fury evident in his glare. The only other time you’d seen Luke so enraged was when he’d arrested Daniel Cullen.

His jaw was tense and his knuckles were turning white because he was gripping his gun tightly. It disturbed you to see him like this – this wasn’t the caring and loving person you knew. You saw his gaze soften as his eyes met yours.

He approached you carefully, as if worried he might frighten you, gently capturing your hands to inspect your wounds. “Y/N, are you okay?” His voice was anxious as his eyes intently searched your body for more injuries. You smiled weakly at his concern. You’d really missed him.

A cruel laugh pulled your attention from Luke. You looked at Matthew Woods as he continued to chuckle to himself as he was handcuffed. He looked at you hungrily, his eyes gleaming, as you shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. “I’ll guess I’ll see you later then Agent Y/N.”

Luke suddenly seemed to snap. He flew in front of you protectively in order to block Matthew’s view. “I swear, if you touch her again you’ll regret it” he hissed angrily.

Matthew licked his lips tauntingly. “I’ve already touched-”

Before he could finish his sentence, Luke had grabbed him by his shirt. He shoved him up against the wall aggressively. “I’m begging you to give me a reason” he spat angrily.

Matthew choked slightly as Luke exerted more pressure. He actually looked frightened by the reaction he’d managed to provoke in the FBI agent.

“What’s wrong? Don’t like it when someone has the chance to fight back” Luke snarled.

“Luke, it’s not worth it. He’s not worth it” you told him softly, daring a step closer to Matthew to place a gentle hand on Luke’s arm. You felt his tense muscles relax slightly under your touch. You gestured to the police officer to seize Matthew as Luke allowed you to pull him away.

His gaze remained focused on Matthew, his eyes burning with hatred. “Touch her again, and you’ll regret it” he hissed as Matthew spluttered, still recovering from the altercation. The police officer nodded to you both, letting you know he wasn’t going to report the incident, before leading Matthew into the waiting police car.

“Luke, it’s okay” you told him firmly, turning his head to face you. “I’m fine.”

“Y/N-”

You shushed him softly. “Honestly, I’m okay Luke” you reasserted adamantly. “I should have known that the team would be there for me. That you’d be there for me.”

You gave him a small smile, trying to convince him that you were fine. Luke’s expression was unreadable for a moment as he looked at you intently. He seemed to snap out of a trance, moving to shrug off his jacket. He draped it carefully around your shoulders. You pulled it closer around your form, accepting its warmth gratefully. You yawned widely - the dramatic events of the night finally catching up with you.

“Let’s get you home.” You smiled happily as Luke led you to the SUV. He opened the door for you, carefully helping you in and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head after he clicked your seatbelt into place. He went to shut the car door.

“Luke…” you quiet voice stopped him. He looked at you in concern. “Thanks” you murmured, your eyes suddenly becoming heavy as your vision blurred. You were so tired.

The last thing you saw before your eyes fluttered shut was Luke’s reassuring smile. You felt him press a kiss to your forehead.

“Get some sleep, I’ll stay with you tonight” his calming voice comforted you.

You felt your lips tug upwards slightly before you succumbed to your exhaustion.

You felt safe.

[kekkaisensen-imagines]

Hnnnnn ok tbh you'll probably get sick of seeing me hovering about your blog like some Kekkai Sensen imagines starved vulture (which I am), but oh well. Could you do a ✗♡△❅ or ❥ for Klaus and his crush? Whichever one you want (or all of them idk hun) and/or whichever one you haven't received for Klaus yet. Thank you so much

I’ll do the △ if you don’t mind ^^ 

Under the cut! (also this is over 1,000 words holy heck)

[Name] walked, heading toward one of the rooms in the building of Libra’s headquarters. There was some files that were inside that room, and [Name] needed to fish a few out. The problem was though, is that when [Name] found the closet, everything was disorganized. The closet was small, and it was nearly filled to the brim with papers and such. [Name] sighed. They started to take most of the papers out to organize them and find what they needed. Stack by stack, they took a little over half of them out of the closet, slowly getting the files that [Name] needed. Half way through organizing the papers, they noticed that the closet door kept closing and locking itself whenever it didn’t have anything to keep it open. They put a small stack near the closet door, since it prevented the closet from closing and locking itself. Having to get the key and opening it again is a pain, they decided.

Suddenly, [Name] heard footsteps nearby. Turning their head to the source of the footsteps, they saw Klaus. They brightened a bit, happy to see him. The first thing Klaus saw was the numerous amounts of stacks and papers surrounding [Name]. He stared at the papers strewn all about. [Name] blushed lightly, embarrassed that Klaus had to see them like this. “Sorry for the mess, but the files that I need are somewhere here…” [Name] muttered. Klaus shook his head. “It’s fine, no need to worry.” He reassured them. Klaus looked once again at how tired [Name] seemed to look, mostly from all the disorganized mess that surrounded them. 

“Would you like me to help you?” 

[Name] stopped flipping through the stack of papers that they held in their hand. They looked at Klaus, wide eyed. “O-Of course! You don’t have to, but I’d appreciate it.” [Name] quickly said, blushing a little. Klaus gave a small smile, then sat down with [Name] to help them. He enjoyed helping them, after all.  After [Name] (with the help of Klaus of course) finally organized the papers, they double checked the files that they had found.

 “Okay! Now then, here’s one, two, three, four, five, six… Wait. There’s one missing.” 

A look of disapproval and annoyance appeared on [Name]’s face, clearly frustrated at the missing paper. Klaus looked around, his eyes traveling back to the closet. “Is there any more in there by any chance?” He asked, pointing inside. [Name] looked to the closet, thoughtful. “Maybe. I’ll check inside, and I pray that it’s there.” [Name] said, hopeful. They stood up, stepping inside the closet. They looked at every shelf, their eyes searching for that familiar color of white. [Name] turned around, only to see Klaus tower over them. They stepped back a bit to make more space (and also because they were a little startled). Klaus held a stack of papers in his hands. “I believe it might be in this one, since we haven’t searched this stack yet.” He told them. [Name] blinked in surprise. “Oh, really? Where did you pick it up from?” They asked him, taking the top piece of paper on top of the stack. “Near the door.” Klaus replied. 

A bolt of panic went through [Name]. 

 “W-Wait. Was that stack-” 

Suddenly, the click of the door sounded. The room flooded with darkness. 

“-by the door……..” 

Klaus looked to the closet door in the dark. “Oh. Oh dear. I’m sorry.” He told them, guilty about causing the door to close. [Name] face palmed in the dark, rubbing their face. “No no, it’s fine Klaus. I should’ve told you beforehand, no need to apologize.” [Name] reassured him, not wanting to make him feel bad. [Name] did have the key, but unfortunately the door only opened from the outside, not the inside. Both hands immediately went to their pockets, taking their phone out. Quickly turning it on, they went to their contacts to try to get one of the others to rescue themselves and Klaus. The light from the phone gave some light, illuminating [Name]’s and Klaus’s faces as they both looked at the screen. Tapping on Leo’s name, [Name] put the phone to their ear. The phone rang on, and Leo never answered. A frustrated sigh escaped [Name]. They tried everyone else. Steven. K.K. Zed. Chain. Hell, even Zapp. Not a single one of any of the Libra members answered. [Name] looked to Klaus, a confused look on their face. “Is- Is everyone busy or something??” 

Klaus shrugged, not sure either. [Name] thought for a few moments, then quickly opened up the internet, looking up the news that happened recently. The first thing [Name] and Klaus read was something along the lines of “monster attacks HL.” 

“Well, that explains why no one is picking up… I’ll just text Leo for now and hope that he’ll answer.” [Name] concluded, sighing. Klaus looked down, still guilty. “I apologize about letting the door close-” 

[Name] quickly interrupted him. “No no! It’s fine Klaus, trust me. I should’ve told you anyways, it’s my fault.” They told him, waving their hands. [Name] sighed, making more room for Klaus. “I suppose we’ll have to wait here for a while.” [Name] sighed. Klaus shuffled around a bit, not wanting to make them feel squished inside the small closet. He felt awkward, as he was actually tilting his head down slightly so he wouldn’t hit the ceiling. A question popped in his head, wanting to at least make a conversation while he was stuck here with [Name]. 

“How was your day so far? Other than this situation, of course.” Klaus asked them. [Name] eyes blinked in surprise in the darkness. “W-Well, it’s been going fine. Nothing much other than what’s happening right now, haha..” They awkwardly replied. “And you, Klaus? What about you?” [Name] questioned, not wanting to end the conversation on such an awkward note. Klaus thought for a few moments, then replied, “It’s been eventful. I think this is the most eventful thing that has happened all day, actually.” [Name] smiled nervously. “R-Really? Same here, haha.” 

“I’m glad I got to spend this moment with you though, [Name].” 

[Name] froze. They felt their face heat up in the dark. “I- I am too. I’m glad it was you instead of anyone else.” [Name] stammered, smiling. They prayed their their liking to Klaus wasn’t too obvious. The darkness hid Klaus’s soft smile. He shuffled a bit, staying close to [Name] but not to the point where they would be up against the wall of the closet. [Name] felt themselves blush as their face lightly touched Klaus’s chest. They could smell the warm scent of tea from being so close to him. Klaus spoke again, breaking the silence. 

“Would you like to have some tea after this is over?” He hesitantly asked. [Name] stiffened in surprise. “O-Of course, I’d love to Klaus. Hopefully the others will be over soon, haha.” They replied, stammering. Hearing [Name]’s answer, then tension in Klaus’s body relaxed, glad to hear them accept. [Name] was thankful it was dark, so Klaus wouldn’t see how red their face was and how they were smiling so much at the invitation. They hoped that the two of them would get out soon.

After nearly 25 minutes, Klaus and [Name] safely got out of the stuffy closet. Leonardo had come to the rescue, after seeing [Name]’s text. The rest of the evening was spent with tea for both Klaus and [Name].