#putting them in much closer contention AND THATS FINE

[anna-pavlova]

twitter gymternet likes to go on and on about how simone has been “working on stuff” any time someone not from the usa gets any kind of attention and it’s so weird because like… everyone else is? do they think everyone else is just sitting at the gym looking at the equipment?

[kittyhui]

“we should stop” trope with cheol

no smut, just suggestive MDNI

content tags: mutual friends to lovers (???sorta), cheol is a smoker (dont smoke..), reader is introverted, mentioned alcohol use, making out, being a bit freaky outside, cheol is hot

meeting your friends’ friends always had your introverted head reeling. “do i have to go?” you whine to jeonghan, one of your closest friends.

“no but you really should leave the house, y/n” he laughs. he was right. it was only a small get together at joshua’s (your other friend) apartment, it would only be a few other people, “you’ve met most of them anyways. plus you can stay with me and kyeomie as long as you want” he smiles at you as you finally agree to coming along.

…

surprisingly, it wasn’t as bad as you had thought. even though it was getting tiring dokyeom pulling you to meet all the people you haven’t been introduced to before, it was manageable.

“oh! i almost forgot” dokyeom says, looking at you, “you need to meet, cheol” he grabs your arm again, walking you over to another person youve never seen before. “coupsie!”

you watch as the man dokyeom calls for turns around, red hair looking like fire around his head, arms looking oh so delicious in the black shirt he was wearing, and his lips; god his lips, looking cherry red like he had just bitten them so hard they bled. he looked so intimidating with a scowl on his face, until he looks at kyeom and pouts.

“i told you to stop calling me thatttt” he sulks, lip jutting out. he finally seems to notice your presence, raising his thick brow before speaking again, “is this your friend you were talking about?”

“im sorryyy, the name is so cute, cheol. but yea! this is y/n!” dokyeom introduces, your face heating up with nervousness at the redhead staring down at you.

“hi. nice to me you…” you murmur, extending your hand for a handshake. what you didn’t expect is for him to take it and pull you a little closer to him.

“sorry” he laughs, “what did you say.. its too loud in here” you repeat yourself, stuttering over your words, before he finally pulls away, hearing the complains from dokyeom about cheol ‘teasing his friend’. “I’m seungcheol by the way. most of my friends just call me cheol tho. i prefer that.” you smile again before dokyeom pulls you away again to meet someone else.

….

the rest of the night went by smoothly, and now you finally had the chance to slip away from all the noise and step outside for a breather after having a bit too much to drink. the summer breeze felt refreshing compared to the heat coming from the apartment you were just in and you could finally take a deep breath in, admiring the night sky.

“too many people in there for your tastes?” you jump at the sudden voice, turning to see the red haired man from earlier, “sorry! i didn’t mean to startle you. it’s too many people in there for me too, if that makes you feel better” he smiles at you, before turning back to face the sky, putting a lit cigarette to his lips and inhaling the smoke.

“you know thats bad for you, right?” you say, backtracking when you see his eyes widen and him beginning to burn it out, “no its fine! i dont mind.. sorry im bad at small talk” you look down at your fingers, playing with them, still feeling his eyes on you.

“you’re cute.” he laughs. he takes another inhale from the cigarette before sitting on the steps of the apartment building. “sit with me” he pats the concrete next to him, signaling you to come.

as you sit close to him, you can smell the mix of smoke and his cologne on his clothes, the scent of them seemingly driving you insane, the alcohol running through your body making you scoot even closer into him, as if to try and smother yourself in the fragrance. “you smell really good” you say without thinking, immediately burning hot in embarrassment at the reality of what you just said. he turns to you, laughing loudly.

“thank you, cutie.” he smiles, looking into your eyes, “and you look very pretty. thought that since dokyeom introduced me to you. was trying to get you alone but hannie was protecting you like a mama bear.” you laugh before his words sink into your brain.

“what- what did you want to do when you got me alone?” you question, eyes looking him up and down. you were beyond close to each other at this point, you had practically one leg draped over his thigh, and you could feel his hand on it, steadying you a bit.

“you know what i wanted to do.” he says, eyes shifting towards your lips before looking back into your own, “i can still do it now.. if you’d like.” you only murmur a faint ‘yea’ and his lips touch yours, hands cradling your head, pressing you closer and closer together.

your mind sobers up a bit, realizing that you were currently outside, in front of your friends house, kissing a guy you met barely an hour ago. “we. should. stop.” you breathe out inbetween kisses. you know you don’t want to stop but your left brain was screaming at you to think logically.

“we- can. stop. if you want” cheol slurs out, lips kissing the corner of yours, a smirk resting on them. the moment you shake your head, he pulls you onto his lap fully, having you straddle his thighs. “you’re so pretty..” he sighs out, lips gliding down your neck, sucking a few times, leaving marks in their wake. your hands rest in his fiery locks, combing your fingers through them every so often as he pulls whines out of your mouth.

“cheolie…” you sigh out, grinding lightly on his thigh, testing the waters. he groans at the sight, pulling you in for another kiss before- ring ring ringgg

“fuck-“ he groans looking down at his phone now long abandoned along with his burnt out cigarette you didnt even realize was gone, “its shua. hold on, pretty. yea. uhhuh? oh. oh okay- okay bye.” you try to listen in but your attempts were futile. he hangs up the calls, lowering his phone and putting his hands on your waist. “‘m sorry, pretty. soonyoung is currently um- puking his guts out in a bedroom.. i’ll spare the details, but i have to help shua clean the mess.” he sighs, looking at you with guilty eyes.

you look at him a bit disappointed but nod, slipping off his lap. “its fine, cheol. go deal with that.” you smile and he smiles back before kissing your lips wetly once again.

“give me your number first. just incase i don’t see you before you leave.” he shyly speaks again, opening his phone again for you to type in your number.

“alright, here” you say, finishing up your contact information. “text me whenever.. now go! there’s vomit for you to clean” you giggle as he stands up and rushes inside again.

finally standing up again yourself, your legs feel like jelly as you walk into the apartment again, spotting jeonghan and dokyeom on the couch. “hey” you say as you sit down next to them.

“oh my lord, we were wondering where you were.” jeonghan say before looking at your state and gasping, “you look a mess? who were you with??” dokyeom laughs as your face heats up again.

“n-no one..” you splutter, biting your lip remembering the man you were just with. they roll their eyes at you, whining at the lack of details you were spilling as a ping comes from your phone.

Unknown Number

Hey. This is Seungcheol.

Want a ride home?

you can hear your friends gasp, obviously reading your messages at the same time.

You

yea :) would love that <3

you send your response and jeonghan nudges you teasingly, “seriously, choi seungcheol? that loser??” all you do is smile dumbly, excited to see him once more.

[autistic-evil-xisuma]

image: a screenshot from a th3pooka animation of evil xisuma sitting on their throne.

the incoherent essay in the tags is entirely on you op. for telling me to talk about ex when it's after my bedtime. i was going to say a whole lot more but i ran out of tags so im going to take that as a sign from god to shut the up.

Hey, do me a favor.

Share your opinions on this bugger. /threat

[chosoisamalewife]

Hiiiii could you write suguru x male reader. Reader has been really bratty lately: screaming, throwing stuff and just flat out disrespecting Geto. He takes it because you know you'll be having some exams soon so he let's you take out his stress on him, until one day he sees you and Gojo flirting a little too much and he gets super pissed. He drags you back to his apartment and edges you to his hearts content

Top!Geto x bottom!male reader

A/N / SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG.

A/N / IF THERE IS ANY MISSPELLS I APOLOGIZE

WARNINGS : MINORS STAY AWAY-filthy smut- Dacryphilia-spit-mentions of threesome-oral-edging-anal-spit as lube-slight smacking-no protection-creampie- implied safe word-aftercare- I guess thats all. Geto is mean but ends soft and sweet…..let me know if I need to add anything

“Darling I don’t understand why are you stressing so much. You are a genius” You heard your boyfriend’s voice breaking the silence. Suguru was currently on your bed sitting with his back against the head board. You don't say anything just completely focusing on your studies. "Baby are you even listening to-"

"Yes", you responded quickly

"Okay then what did I say?" You didn't have to look at him know he crossed his arm

"I don't know"

"Why am I even here then?" He didn't realize he thought put until you finally turn to look at him with furrowed brows.

"Why are you here" You said before turning back. He gotten up walking towards you placing his chin on your shoulder

"Baby I didn't mean it like that. I want to spend time with you but right now you are more focused on that. You need to take break." He pressed soft kisses onto your cheek.

"Go hang out with Satoru." He stopped kissing your cheek at your words.

"You told me that yesterday, the day before yesterday and then the day before that. Baby I gave you a pass then because of your studies but now it just seem like you are pushing me away. It has been a week of you acting like this, acting like an ass. " You whipped face towards him at the last statement.

"Go" Y'all just stared at each other. "I said go so get the hell out Sugu"

"Fine, I'll be fucking glad to. Hey do me a favor and tell me boyfriend to text me when he gets his body back" He said leaving and slamming the door.

You didn't hear from your boyfriend the rest of the night, no calls no texts. He didn't hear from you either so the next day he was looking for you to apologize for the way he acted and for not being understanding of your stress. That though that need to apologize quickly went away when he saw you walking with Satoru laughing, smiling and talking. Satoru was showing you something on his phone what ever it was had yall smiling. Suguru couldn't take it he stormed over to yall.

"Hey ba-" He grabbed your bicep harshly pulling you with him. You talked to him all the way to his place but not one word from him. You knew what a part of this was about and you felt terrible for what you said the day earlier.

The moment you got to his place large hands push you against the wall of his room. His lips grazes yours. “ You’re such a filthy boy you know that” He whispered against them. You lean closer trying to fully press your lips to his but he instantly pulled his head back.

“Please suguru” You pleaded with him. He knew your favorite thing to do was to kiss him. Some nights you don’t even feel the need for sex, the feeling of y’all’s lips pressed together puts you at peace. His knowledge of it makes chuckle deeply. One of his hand left your waist to palm at your crotch. You looked at him with pleading eyes as your breathing picks up.

“This past week you have been nothing but an ass to me. The only time you spoke to me was to yell or tell me to leave you alone”

“Baby I'm-“

“Shut up, You ignored but oh when it comes to my best friend you all happy and laughing with him” He palmed at your hard cock even rougher. The feeling of his actions made you whimper. You close your eyes, leaned your head back while letting out groans. He removed his hand from your crotch before you can protest he pressed his clothed cock against yours. He grinded slowly causing you to clutch at his shirt “Do you want to fuck him?” You shook you head which wasn’t enough for suguru. He grabbed your jaw making you look at him “I asked do you want to fuck him. I want to hear yes or no” He thrusted harder against you

“No” You moaned out. You can feel your orgasm approaching due the harsh grinding of your boyfriend clothed cock against yours and his doming demeanor. How pathetic you really must

“Are you sure, I mean if you did I wouldn’t be angry with you. I could invite him over one night to join us.” You let out a pathetically loud moan. “Aw you already close to cumming? You going to make a mess out of your clothes.” He tapped your face lightly with the same hand that gripped your face. You mouth went adjacent and he took that moment to spit inside "You're so fucking pathetic" He said removing his body from you. "Strip and get on the bed" You removed your clothes with shakey hands. Before walking to the bed. You felt a smack on your ass as you walked by him making a gasp escape you mouth. You climbed onto the bed sitting in the middle of it.

“I’m sorry, I didn't make my self clear” He chuckled as he grabbed you by your ankles pulling you to the edge of the bed. He gotten on his knees in front of you “Hm now that’s more like it” He purred as he gotten on his knees in front of you. He unzipped and unbuttoned your jeans. You raised your hips so he can pull your jeans off leaving you in your boxers. You sit up so you can watch him.

“You’re such a needy slut. Barely done anything to you and you were already so close to cumming your pants.” He chuckled as kitten licked the wet spot on your boxers, your mouth parted at the sensation. He stared at you with darken eyes like a wild cat looking at its prey.

“Sugu please” You begged. You are so close but the licks that he is giving on your boxers isn’t enough. You wanted more, you needed more

“Nope! Remember what I said, filthy boys don’t get what they want. So don’t even think about cumming.” He yanked your boxers off freeing your hard cock. He wrapped his large hand around your shaft causing a lewd sound to leave your mouth. “Such a pretty cock for someone so filthy” he licked your slit that was leaking pre cum. You bucked your hips up, you knew you were going to last long. You are already so close to the edge again. “Do not even think of cumming because if you do it will not be pretty” He licked directly on your slit tasting you before taking you fully in his mouth. Your hands shot into his black hair threading them through.

"Fuck" you groaned, your hands gripped onto some strands causing your boyfriend to groan against your cock. The vibrations sending a new sensation throughout the nerves. The warmth of his mouth and the gliding of his tongue against the underside of your cock had your mind fuzzy. You feeling and the need for release were right there. You couldn't help but to thrust into his mouth a few times desperate for the high. You could feel it it was right there when he took his mouth off you. He slap your thigh making you jump a little. Your upper fell back groaning and hands covering your eyes in frustration. He raised up grabbing and pulling only your upper body up. He brings his face close to your staring you directly in the eyes like the day before. However your look wasn't the same, your face reaks desperation. "Please" you whispered softly. He grips your chin making your mouth open slightly. He leaned in making you think he was going to pressed his lips against yours. His lips never came though just him spitting on your mouth.

“I want you on the bed on your hands and knees ” You shakily gotten into the position and you waited there as you heard clothing being removed. You had no idea if you were shaking in anticipation or for the fact of being on the edge twice alright just to never fall.

You felt the bed dip in places then you felt your boyfriend's body up against yours. His hard thick cock directly against your ass. You could feel him grinding against it slowly. His chest was completely against your back.He placed rough kisses onto your neck. His kisses went up to your ear whincing as he bit and pulled on it. You could hear how breathless he was getting. He has been holding his own since this started neglecting his needs and wants of your body.

"Suck on them" He brought two fingers to your mouth shoving them deeply. You gagged at the sensation. Your tongue danced around them licking all over and in-between them. "There you go get them nice and wet". He occasionally shoved them back deeper to where he first put them. You could feel drool pooling at the corner of your mouth. "Aw drooling like a bitch in heat huh?" He chuckled deeply the feeling of the vibrations of it driving you more mad

Once he was satisfied he pulled them out your mouth and moving from your body. You felt spit dropping from his mouth onto your rim. Then his wet fingers entered you. Tears automatically fell from your eyes not because the stretch was the painful. It was the pain of being so close and haven't been able to release. His fingers pumping out of you didn't help. You move one hand from holding you up to your mouth hiding you moans and whimpers. You were already almost there again. Your release were so close however it still seems so far

Suguru's free hand reach up to you hair pulling it "Don't you even fucking think about it. Remove your hand". You dropped your hand back to its original place. "You crying and I haven't even put my dick inside you." He drop his hand from your hair to give your ass a smack. His moment of his fingers became harsher

"Please I can't" You turned your head as best as you could to look at him. You hope that maybe your tears and the look on your face could help you receive sympathy.

"Don't give me those puppy dog eyes. We both know you can take it. All you have to say is that magic word baby" He was right, all you have to say was the safe word and it will all stop. You don't want it to stop though. You just want to cum. "Plus you brought this upon yourself". He removed his fingers from your. He brought his palm to your face "Spit", he demanded. You spit a good bit into his hand. He took his cock in his hand pumping and spreading your spit all over it. He aligned him himself before slipping completely inside of you. He let out shakily breaths giving you time to adjust more to him. Your arms that were holding yourself up gave up now. You face and chest were against the mattress. His large hands glided against the arch of your back up to the muscles of your back and back down to your waist. . It felt good and soothing. His touch being more gentle than before.

He grips you waist and begins to move in and out of you. His pace starts out nice and calm before it picks up. You bit onto the sheet in frustration and pleasure His trusts became fast and rough as his moans increased. "Fuck" he groaned another slaps on your ass making you whimper against the sheet. "Gonna fill this ass of your with my cum. You'll love that won't you. Such a cum slut." His thrist became messy and sloppy as his breathing picked up. "My cumslut" He groaned loudly as his body shook. He fucked himself through his orgasm. The feeling of his cum shooting into you making your eyes start to roll back.

He pulled out before you could finally get there. The denial again made you scream into the mattress in frustration. He flipped you over gripping your waist and entering your hole again. You felt him cum that was oozing getting pushed back into you. He couldn't help but to watch for a bit. His cock coming out covered in his cum before going back in making the most lewd sounds.

You were completely fucked out at this point your moans were just soft whines and groans. You eyes were puffy and red from crying. His eyes were now completely focused on you. From your fucked out face, to your torso he just watched you as he fucked you. You were close again tears started down your face again. One of his hands caressed your cheek wiping the tears he couldn't help but to smile

"Please, I'm sorry" You whispered softly, you have no idea if you heard you or not due to the noise of the room.

"I know , just a little longer okay. I want you to cum with me this time" He leaned over you placing his face in your neck. You drap your arms that feel like jelly over his shoulders. Gripping onto his skin as best as of possible. The feeling of pleasure hurts more and more with each thrust of his hips. Your mind short circuiting with each of his groans on your ear, with each time his cock hits your prostate. He lift his face to look at you again. His hips starting to stagger. You body begins to shake.

"Sugu" You breath were heaving heavy tears pouring down you face. Your grip of his back tightened. His thrust became heavy, desperate and messy.

"There you baby cum with me. You can cum." He pressed his lips against your for the first time as your body begin to shake. Your eyes rolled back as pleasure hits your like a freight train. He groans against your mouth as his body stutters as he cum in you again.

You have no idea how long you were gone. You came to your senses feeling kisses being pressed all on your face, lips, neck and chest. Hand rubbing your sides gently. When he noticed you he smiled "There you are" He pressed another kiss on your lips. Tiredness began to settle as you closed your eyes again. "No no no, you cant sleep yet. I got to clean" You groaned in annoyance. "Baby I don't think you want to sleep in cum". You could feel it oozing out of your body more onto the bed. He shook his head getting up walking to his bathroom turning on the bath tub. He cleaned himself up quickly before returning to you

He lifted your body up before you can protest gently putting you in the warm water. "I'll be back baby, I'm going to change the sheet." You just nodded

He came back to the bathroom once he was done wearing his boxers. He sat by the bathtub watching you lay there with your eyes close. He touched you softly "You okay baby?" Concern was heared in his voice. You open your eyes and smiled.

"I'm fine, just sleepy now. I love you sugu and I'm sorry. I won't study tomorrow." You reach for his hand holding it.

"I love you to baby, and it's okay. How about you just study for an hour tomorrow. Since the exam is the day after. " You nodded your head. "Just a question what were you are satoru laughing about"

Your laughter filled the bathroom. "How you were whining to him like a love sick puppy needing attention."

"He showed you the messages? I'm going to fucking kill him"

I don't know how to end shit 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

[m1sa-w1sa]

Can u do a head canon of Arlecchino with S/O who's also from the Crimson Moon Dynasty? that she wasn't be the only left.

(Sure!!! Tysm for your Request!! Sorry if this isnt to good i just read the lore rn to so i hope you enjoy!)

My Crimson heart

Its A little hard for me to picture Arlecchino to just randomly find you so of course, you were a descendant and you couldn’t just wonder around like a complete idiot so you would work as one of the caretakers at the House of Harth

When Arlecchini first met you she saw that you were playing around nicely with the children there, she felt like she had a pull towards you, like theres something about you that was similar to her in some sorts

She starting talking to you after all the kids were alseep every day, wanting to know more about you, the person she was so attracted to, some kids called you ‘mother’ as a quick scolding to them alrecchino of course didnt mind (not like she would say that at all)

When arlecchino found out you were a descendant from the Crimson moon dynasty she was shocked to say the least she doesnt know or meet anyone else that was also a descendant besides herself because she thought she was the only one left!

After that she got closer and closer, maybe getting you little gifts and a little excuse saying, “the kids can always be a hassle..so heres your payment” maybe jewelry or new clothing anything the she sees fit (maybe also going as far to tell the kids to call you mother)

When you and her got together she felt content, of course it was a few weeks or a month or two to get comfortable with each other but it worked out perfectly fine, at least Arlecchino has her Significant other

Arlecchino is (over)protective of you, since you are the last one left of the crimson moon dynasty what if she loses you? She wouldnt want to take that chance, she tries to be the best she can for you

Breaking up? Yeah ok buddy thats not a option, you need time to heal? Have a band aid! Your tired? Take a nap. You dont see eye to eye? She would bend down/ get on a chair to meet your eyes, but really she loves you dearly and she doesnt want anything happening to you in general

(OK IK THIS SUCKS ASS but i hope you enjoyed it!! I didnt know much so i tried to work with what i had in mind! Tags: @jadestone2 )

[lovelycrimsonredsnow]

hello, darling! Can I request the prompt 4 (from the list you shared) with a yandere Indra Otsutsuki? Don't feel pressured to write it if you're not in the mood. Take care!!

Ofcourse dear! To you as well ☺️ (holy cow I got carried away with this-)

(TW: blood, Indra being a moody bitch, slight dubious content, my poor grammar 🥲) (this was NOT proofread 😭)

Yandere Indra otsutsuki...(Prompt 4: "Stop struggling...it's hard to love you when your being difficult, my love")

You weren't sure how it ended up this way, With him pinning you down harshly on the prickly grass. Your clothes stained with blood and your limbs aching from the weight above you.

You were just a normal citizen in an unnamed village just north of the Great otsutsuki empire. You nursed people, that's all you did...nothing less and nothing more. How come someone as great as him come to be so obsessed with you then? Was it because you were attractive? No, Ofcourse not. You shouldn't be so arrogant as to think that. He was simply injured and you were the nearest doctor, that's all...

You were busy getting herbs from a nearby clearing for some medicine, one of your friends has gotten a rather awful cold. Thats when you saw him, laying next to a tree. His hands over his bloodied midsection and his brown hair a mess. As the kind person you were you couldn't just let this man die there...that would simply be cruel of you! You put your basket down and sprinted over to him, you tried your best to drag him to your clinic...which was hard since he was rather heavy for a man who looked so young. Thankfully he wasnt completely unconscious and seemed to understand you were helping him. You slung his arm around your shoulders and helped him walk to your clinic and immediately ran to get some thread to stitch the large hash across his stomach up. He was very quiet the whole time...you almost thought he died if it wasn't for the fact his eyes were open...staring at you specifically. It was rather unnerving the entire procedure.

When you were done you awkwardly suggested him to rest for a few days to prevent the stitches from popping out. He just stared at you with his black eyes...you swore you saw a hint of red in them.

For the next few days you brought him meals and attempted to keep him from getting up to much, you figured out quickly that he was the oldest son of lord hagaromo. Indra, was his name. He didn't speak much, other than saying thank you after you treated him and such. You just assumed someone as powerful as him was just disinterested in someone like you, which was understandable.

It was rather late since you just got back from a night out with your friend Hanna (if that's your name pretend it's something else-), you walked through the doorway and took off your coat. Yet the moment you turned around you were faced with the black eyed man. "Oh...! Indra! Did- did I wake you? I-im terribly sorry if I did-" you stuttered out a response, it scared you how close he was...yet the closer you looked you saw more red staining his clothes. "Did your stitches tear...?" You asked him with a concerned tone. When he once again gave no response you simply dragged him again back

to check his mid section, your hands running over the Injured area gently. Yet...the stitches were perfectly fine, not a single sign of stress. "Huh? Then how...?" You mumbled perplexed. Your thoughts Interrupted when he started talking. "Touch me again." ....huh? Did you...did you hear that right? "Are you deaf y/n? I told you to touch me again." He ordered. Though for some reason it sounded more like a threat. "..." You didn't bother to stop him when he forcibly grabbed you by the arms. "Tsk...and here I thought you were supposed to be taking care of me" he scoffed releasing you. You were rather shocked at that whole scene just now. slowly backing out of the room you made your way to a small kitchen like area to get some more medicine. Moody or not he was still a client....who could ruin your life if he wanted to... No pressure at all.

You opened the cabinet quietly and retrieved the herbal leaves from a bottle. Crushed them up and slid them in some sea for pain relief, hoping it would make him less agitated. You re-entered the room and placed the cup beside him before quickly turning on your heel to exit, yet stopping at the door, Curiosity filling you. "Earlier...I noticed you had blood on you. Yet your stitches weren't loose ...how?"

You saw him lightly glare at you, shit what did you say to offend him now? "You shouldn't give your attention on people who don't deserve it." You turned your heard twords him, was he taking about your friend...? Why on earth did he think he could say that...

"excuse me?" The words shot out from your mouth, though you probably shouldn't have questioned him. "Don't give them all your attention, I'm your patient. Focus on me y/n." He quickly snapped at you. "Weak, is what those people are. Why don't you stay with someone stronger?"

"what exactly are...are you suggesting...?" You tightly clenched the hem of your shirt, you kept feeling the urge to run from his tone... "Stay with me. I can protect and provide for you y/n, you don't need them." he got up and walked a few steps closer. He was acting so strange, like he was jealous or hungry...for you. The extra blood on him should've been a red flag for you to run before. He was dangerous and could kill you in an blink of an eye, was it to late to run now?

You didn't take my extra chances and started running...yet now looking back at it. Not the best decision...

He easily caught up with you, almost inhumanly fast. You remember ending up tackled on the ground, the impact on your back making it hurt. "Ach-!" You yelped. "Be quiet. You ungrateful brat. I gave you a generous proposition didn't I?" He said, his voice laced with annoyance and a hint of disappointment. You tried to thrash around in hopes of getting him off, but he shifted his full weight on you, making it hard to move. "Look at me y/n. Do I look like I have time for your shit? Stop being a little brat and come back with me. Do I need to kill more people hm? They should stop taking so much of your time." Wait, kill more...people? your brain froze for a moment, that blood from earlier. It wasn't his...oh God. Did he kill Hanna?! No...that was impossible you were just with her! Your eyes started watering a bit, how did things turn out like this?! All you wanted to do was cry and bury yourself somewhere...

You felt a rather cold calloused hand wiping your tears away, an uncharacteristically gentle touch compared to moments ago. "Just stop struggling...it's hard to love you when your being difficult, my love" you felt his face burying itself into your shoulder, the blood from earlier staining your current clothes. You yelped when he started biting it, teeth leaving marks everywhere. The second you made that sound his hand shot up to cover your mouth. "Shh...just stay still. Let me take care of you for once."

[legacyshenanigans]

My queen, I was thinking about MC and Marvolo’s dynamics. You said they would never be in a relationship, but I wonder if there would be any situation or something that would make our bad boy admit or show some “feelings” towards her more openly? Love you and your content as always, take care 💜

My little puddin'

Honestly, with me being not well, it makes me wanna write volo fluff SO bad haha, I just wasn't sure if people would want that 🤣

It's no secret now throughout this series of Marvolo posts that MC and Marvolo CLEARLY have feelings for eachother, it's so right but so wrong kinda thing, I think we all feel that way, don't we? I'm definitely not planning on putting them in a "relationship" Buuuuut I suppose I can do more fluffy stuff with him, if that's what you guys want? 💜 heres a little something that's kinda fluffy, in a way.

Love you too, and thank youuu 💜

I can try..For you 💚

MC and Marvolo lay in bed together after a session, MC was lay on her side facing him, as he lay half sat up on his back with an arm behind his head.

MC: Can I ask you something?

Marvolo: *chuckles* You say regularly after sex...Go on?

MC: Would you ever take me out on a date?

Marvolo: *raises a brow before he turns to face her* I have alot of enemies MC..Its not as simple as just taking you out somewhere fancy..I have to watch my back everytime I leave this house..You understand that, right?...I...I wouldn't forgive myself if you got hurt...

MC: *giggles* I can handle myself just fine, Marvolo.

Marvolo: *inches closer* I know you can..But you shouldn't HAVE to constantly be on your guard, and fight all the time..Thats what it would be like..Being with me.

MC: I dont need FANCY by the way, we could go somewhere secluded..Quiet..Somewhere that isn't your bedroom.

Marvolo: *narrows his eye's* Would you like that?

MC: Well..Yes, very much so.

Marvolo: *smirks* then I'll make it happen.. Ok?

MC: *smiles* Thank you..I want to know what it's like to be romanced by Marvolo Gaunt *giggles*

Marvolo: *chuckles as he reaches over, cupping her cheek, and running his thumb across her lips, while looking at them* I'm not one for Romance...But I can try...For you.

MC: Well, saying THAT is pretty romantic *giggles*

Marvolo: *playful smirk* Is it?

MC: Mmhmm.

Marvolo: *runs his other hand up her thigh, then rests it on her waist, pulling her into him slightly* I can almost guarantee the date would end in what we do when we get together now *chuckles as he leans forward and kisses her neck, going down to her chest*

MC: *giggles, holding him* If I allow that to happen after the date..

Marvolo: *smirks against her skin whilst still kissing her chest* Oh please..You can't resist me.

~

[kozykricket]

Been conceptualizing a minecraft modpack of my own, heavily inspired by Raspberry Flavoured (which imo is peak minecraft rn but thats besides the point) but, something im always caught up on, when it comes to progression and amount of content, is...

the item loss system. I know i've talked about it before, but let me walk you through some thoughts ive had: So, keeping in mind I want to use a gravestone-like mod for keeping items on death

"Oh, enchanting tables working with chiseled bookshelves! So once you find an enchanted book, you can just access that enchant pretty easily forever! I love that. I think I want reusable armor trims, too. Since I don't like having to duplicate them with diamonds" Ah, but... that doesn't quite fit with keeping your items on death... because then, its almost TOO easy, being TOO nice. whats the point of being able to trim more armors, if you're not gonna ever lose your armor? and... also, I think delving more into perma-progression like blocks that allow you new recipes, to quickly get back to where you were in terms of gear you lost... is a really fun direction! So lets go with losing items again! But ah! Now... I do have the fun reusable enchanting system, and I even get cooler progression! But certain items REALLY suck to lose now... like tridents, or anything made with echo shards. Because they aren't renewable. Any special reward / incentive that really has deep one-of-a-kindness to it like that... is a massive pain to lose. Don't want to be THAT cruel so, okay, fine. no item loss. you keep your stuff. but ... that makes resource progression less interesting. Who cares about diamonds anymore when you just need a few here and there to repair your tools? Or to duplicate an armor trim? Plus, what to do with enchanting..."

so, caught between a rock and a hard place. I'm unsure if I'd want to keep all my items on death if it meant I'd have to gather diamonds for freakin armor trim duplication lmao. I think I'd rather have an entire progression system designed around getting stuff back. I guess its just like, you want to put the permanence either into the item loss / lack of item loss system, or into the item gain system. Not both - that'd be too much Gain without much Need for many things I think, as I see minecraft clearly going the route of designing incentives around NOT losing items, and clearly eventually having something closer to keepinventory on by default... I'd rather design something ELSE! and so yknow what? incentives can just be... renewable!! or reusable!! yes, you can lose things. but you'll get em back easily! an armor trim, you just make new armor and trim it easy peasy, no needing to get a new trim. you have plenty of Steel from having gained access to the Nether now ! so. could make the mace just need a breeze rod and some iron. so it still is gated to trial chambers... but, put more emphasis on its enchants for its power level and, more things could be Stuff you Place Down. since you cant actually lose those! unlike items you keep on you! ...but then, if i go with this, that might mean i get way less cool modded content to really feasibly play with. a cool rare mob that drops a cool rare helmet? Well that just doesnt work.. so i have to pick between cool helmets and rare trinkets you wouldnt wanna lose... or a cool engaging enchanting and gear progression system! Bwah! I'm sure theres a middleground but. That sounds like the MOST headache inducing one, for ME anyways. to design.

[destinyc1020]

By the way Hollywood is i would just b content with Kaia being in her late 20s n Austin in his late 30s bt 20 (wen they met) is just so.. young. I actually enjoy Kaias book club n she said in the last one that was told a lot that she was very "mature" n a "old soul" when she was young n i definetly get that vibe from her, i feel like she thinks shes more mature bt by her interviews she sounds like her age to me tbh (nt a bad thing though shes still seems more stable than a lot of other nepo baby models).

I did think her n JE were going to last longer, they give off the same kinda vibe imo. In his print interviews he seems pretentious/wanting to emulate old hollywood stars or Health Ledger n Kaia mentioned smthin about how an artist isnt going to sacrifice their movie for someones kid (wrong lol) cuz thats not how art is made n she wants to "make art". Just by those comments i got why they were a couple ☠️ both of them can just sound very eye rolling to put it plainly lol kaia seems a lil more geniune wen shes nt ignorant about nepotism tho lol

Im srry bt the "rent a model gf" gave me a lil chuckle lmao it def helps wen her last n current bf have been actors n she wants to b an actress now. Anytime someone mentions her its either cuz her mom or shes "_'s gf". I think shes prob going to continue to have a deal with the paps until or if her acting career takes off cuz they give her visibility in hollywood

Late 20s would be fine....shoot... even 25 would be better and just fine imo lol 😆

I've always liked the fact that Kaia had her book club, and it's smthg she's done for years. She's a VERY avid reader, so I'm not even surprised that Austin was attracted to her, coz he loves to read also! 😊 Like, I can totally understand why they clicked, cuz they actually have quite a bit in common.

While I do think that Kaia has been forced to grow up VERY quickly in the modeling world, and probably isn't a "regular person's" 21 year old, she's STILL very young (imo), and pretty naïve and out of touch.... You can tell by her interviews. The funny thing is, she doesn't even realize it yet, which is why it's so ironic.

I'm not sure of the context of what she meant by "making art", so I won't comment on that, but part of me almost feels like she's just repeating buzz words lol. At least with JE, I feel like that's who he truly is, and what he truly wants. Although they sometimes looked miserable together lol, I actually think they were better matched? They were closer in age, and seemed to have similar backgrounds.

ALL of us were more naïve at that age though, so it's not a slight towards her, it's just a reminder that she doesn't have much life experience yet. 🤷🏾‍♀️ According to Psychologists, your brain isn't even FULLY developed until your mid-late 20s!

JE grew up pretty privileged, and so did Kaia. When you've been raised around wealth your entire life like Kaia has, it's hard to know how to relate to "common folk".

Re: JE.....

I'm not even surprised he's with Olivia Jade rn lol. 😅 They've actually lasted waaaay longer than I expected, so I guess he stopped cheating on his gfs lol. 🤭

Re: Rent-a-Model-Girlfriend...

Lol I'm sorry rofl 🤣 But after dating Pete Davidson, Jacob Elordi, and now Austin Butler lol, it just seems like I'm noticing a pattern here rofl 🤣 (Hot, up-and-coming actors who are going places lol)

As far as Austin is concerned.....

I'm probably gonna ruffle some Kaustin/Kaia feathers by saying this lol, but I'll say it anyway since I'm ALWAYS 💯% honest here on my blog....

First off, I'll just say, I think Austin is actually a very nice guy, and definitely seems way more humble and in touch with reality due to his background.

But boy does he have a bad woman picker lol 😂 Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying the women he's been with have been "bad women" at all (I actually didn't mind Vanessa back when they were dating pre-covid 🥴), I just think that his personality doesn't always align with who he's dating. So his choices are sometimes like, "seriously?" to me lol. Almost like, he doesn't realize that he could do better. 👀

Tbh, I've often wondered if maybe he got with Kaia because after the lengthy Vanessa rlshp and breakup, maybe he just wanted smthg more low-key, easy maintenance, a pretty girl on your arm for movie premieres and press tours so you're not asked about your ex all the time 🙄, and just someone who can be private, and not rustle feathers too much, or be overly obnoxious on social media. 👀

I could be dead wrong, but I kinda get the impression that he's more so focused on his career right now. Yes, he's been in the business for almost 20 years, but he's JUST now getting his big break, so he's a bit behind than some others who got their big breaks in their early 20s or younger. He could def date an older woman again in the future, but I don't think at this moment in his life that he's really looking for an older woman who might be wanting or pressuring marriage right now.... hence, KAIA. 👀 🤷🏾‍♀️

I actually wouldn't mind Kaia too much if she were at least 25 and came from a regular background like himself. She's private, she doesn't say anything about the rlshp, and many famous ppl need you to be that way when you're dating such a high-profile man. Maybe she took notes from Zendaya lol 🤭

Anyway, I think his focus at the moment is his career. You saw how QUICKLY those engagement rumors got squashed right lol? Rofl 🤣 😂 I'd be a little surprised if he gets engaged to Kaia anytime soon. (I could be totally wrong though)

But he is def a guy who seems to prefer stable, long-term rlshps though, so they will probably last quite a while! They might even surprise everyone and get engaged one day, but I don't see it happening tomorrow, in other words. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Honestly?? I actually think Austin would do well to just be SINGLE for 6 months lol. I know that's a TALL order for a handsome, nice guy in the industry lol, but imo I think it would do him well. He's been through a LOT. Not just his mom's death, but other things in his life as well.

Relationship-wise, he went from an 8-yr rlshp with Vanessa, to then a massive breakup, to then a rebound "situationship" with his Elvis costar Olivia, to then another rebound fling with Lily Depp lol.... like laawwwd dude rofl 🤣 😂 Can't you just be single lol? 🤣

I'll give him a slight pass though, cuz 8 years is a very long time to be with someone, and then NOT have anybody.... I always say that the longer your relationship was, the longer you rebound also. I don't even think they broke up in person face-to-face. 👀

Anyway, IF he and Kaia do breakup one day, I'll be looking to see who he gets with next, cuz if it's some young 21 year old again I'm gonna be giving him the MASSIVE side-eye.

🤨

Anyway, those are my thoughts/opinions.... you don't have to agree. 🤷🏾‍♀️

[stvrlyte]

"Yes, I've got the milk. I honestly don't know how you go through so much of it - Wait, you aren't feeding the street cats again, are you?"

Marius held his phone to his ear with his shoulder as he was examining tomatoes from the shelf. After squinting at a few he managed to find enough good ones to take home, putting them in the basket on his arm. He took mental note of what else he needed while trying to listen to his mother ramble again. Exhaling a sigh, he took hold of the phone in his hand again as he moved to the next aisle, "Mum, there's so many of them now. And they keep pissing at the building door. I'm afraid their going to find their way up to our window. Which, I swear, you better not - "

He had to stop himself when he glanced across the store towards the register lines. The closest line had someone standing in it that he knew all too well. Marius had to blink a few times, trying to tell if what he saw was real or not. After so many times of thinking he saw him, there he was, in the flesh. Sam looked the same as he always did, though his hair seemed a bit longer around his face now. But, as Marius got closer, staring at the man in line who was unaware as he seemed to be focused on his phone, he knew it wasn't a lie. It really was him.

"Mum - I - I'll talk to you when I get home." Before giving Adelpha a chance to answer he simply hung up and tucked the phone into his pocket. His heart was beating hard in his chest, but he continued to step closer to the line, ignoring the suspicious looks the people behind Sam were giving him. His focus was only on him, "Samuel?"

There was a moment, a pause between heartbeats as Sam looked up and blinked in surprise at Marius. The recognition came quickly and, Marius noticed, there was no sign of malice in it, "Marius? ...Hey, I didn't see you."

Marius couldn't help the smile, slowly setting his basket down on the floor, the groceries were an afterthought now, "No, but... I saw you. I... You look great."

There was a slight tinge of red to Sam's pale cheeks and he quickly glanced behind him to the line, giving an apologetic smile before continuing forward closer to the register, "Marius, please. Don't start."

"What? I can't give you a simple compliment? You do look good. But, you always have."

Sam just shook his head, stepping forward to empty the contents of his basket onto the belt. It was just a few things: bread and butter, a couple frozen pizzas, a few premade salads, and two bottles of cranberry juice. Marius just followed a step behind him, his eyes not moving from Sam's face, even as Sam tried his best not to look at him again.

The young woman behind the register looked between them, clearly noticing the tension as she bagged the food at a slower pace, "Is paper okay?"

"Yes, paper is fine, thank you," Sam answered quickly with a nod, fumbling into his pocket for his wallet.

Marius gave a half smile watching him, just basking in the fact that he was really standing there beside him, "Never thought you'd grow your hair out. You always said you preferred it short, even when I tried to tell you how good it felt when you would pull it while I was - "

"Here, please, keep the change," Sam spoke louder, cutting him off as he handed the cashier a large bill to cover and turned to grab the bags. He avoided her curious eyes as well, but he could tell her face was about as red as his was.

"Have uh, a nice day - " she said after him, her eyes dashing to Marius. Marius barely glanced at her before he hurried to follow after Sam, but it was enough time to give a wink.

"Sam, wait! Come on - I was joking."

Sam just shook his head, continuing to hurry to where his car was parked, "No, you weren't. And thats the worst part."

Marius chuckled, keeping pace as he remained a step behind him, "Okay... Maybe I wasn't. Is it really such a bad thing. You always liked it before."

"Yeah, well... Times change," Sam opened the trunk and sat the bags down, closing it again as soon as he was able. He kept his hands on it, still avoiding looking at the other.

Marius just paused, watching him as he moved to stand beside Sam. The little smile was still there, but his eyebrows knit together, "Come on... can't we just talk?"

"About what?"

"About... I don't know. Just -" Marius shrugged, the smile fading a bit now, "...I miss you."

Sam's hands curled into fists before he finally turned to face Marius, his face twisted in hurt as the memories all started to come flooding back, "Do you? Because you've said that before and I don't know what I'm supposed to believe."

"I never lied to you, Sammy, I swear-"

"- But you never told the truth either," Sam shook his head, his eyes intense as he stared back into Marius's, "You just hid it until I found out the hard way."

"Sam, can we just talk about it, please - "

"Oh? Now you want to talk about it?" Sam gave a hard laugh as he scoffed, stepping away from the trunk around to the drivers side, "Funny, because whenever I wanted to talk, you were too busy. You would always avoid the subject. Like - like talking about our relationship was such a bother to you. I guess I know why."

Marius's face twisted to match Sam's now, the frown set deep in his cheeks, "It wasn't a bother, it never was. You were never a bother. But - that's not why I avoided the subject. I mean... I guess in a way it was. But, it was never you. It was never your fault."

"No, because I'm not the one who was sleeping around. You probably couldn't wait for me to leave so you could fuck someone else. Was that it?"

"No! Sam, please," Marius stepped closer to him, his eyes trying to beg to him now, "I made a mistake. I know that, I accept that."

"No, Marius, making a mistake is a one time thing. One mistake. How many did you make in that year?"

Marius hesitated, not wanting to touch the subject, "It was still -"

"How many, Marius?" Sam was insistent, squaring his shoulders as he tensed himself for whatever answer may come, "You told me how sorry you were then, but you would never tell me the number. How many people was it?"

Marius took a breath, holding it for a moment. He really didn't want to go down that road again, "...It was 3."

Sam pressed his lips together for a moment, looking up to the sky as he took a breath, "Jenna?"

"...She was one, yes," Marius sighed, closing his eyes now, "But she was only once. That one truly was a mistake."

"And the other two?"

"One was my neighbor," he opened his eyes again, though he avoided looking at Sam now, "The other used to deliver to the restaurant. But, they were the only consistent ones, I swear."

"Oh, bravo," Sam sneered, "Good on you managing to cheat on me with just two people long term. You must feel so proud of yourself."

"I am ashamed, Sam."

"Why?" Sam feigned curiosity, his tone still full of venom, "Because you got caught? Because you clearly didn't care while I was gone. How long after we broke up did you find someone else to sleep with?"

"Sammy.. -"

Sam shook his head, taking the key to unlock the door, opening it, "Don't. I have nothing else to say to you, Marius."

Before Marius could say anything, Sam sat down in the seat and closed the door. He wasted no time to start the car, ready to peel out of there as soon as he could. Still, Marius knocked on the window repeatedly until he lowered it just enough to hear him.

"Is there really nothing I could say that could change the way you see me? I mean it, Sam, I swear. I would do anything for you to give me another chance. I still love you."

Sam just stared back at him, slowly shaking his head, "No, you don't. You only think you do because you can't have me. You're selfish, Marius. Maybe you should fix that before you fuck up someone else." With that, he rolled the window up and backed out of the spot before driving off.

Marius could only watch him drive away again. Watch as he walked out of his life for good this time. Defeated, he leaned back against the car behind him, his eyes filling with moisture. It was over, there was really nothing else he could do. Marius knew he did this to himself, and he wasn't even sure if deep down he meant everything he wanted to say. Maybe Sam was right, maybe he only missed him because he wouldn't talk to him. But, it didn't make it hurt any less. Even if this feeling was forced or fake, the fact he still loved him was real. But... it was time to let go. Let him go and finally move on.

"...fuck."

[windalchemist001]

Chaim watched sakhr acting like a toddler throwing a tantrum as he was complaining about their failed heist. Honestly it made him roll his eyes and looked to his familair who was sitting content on his shoulder smiling softly he reached up to gently pet the bird.

Though he made sure not to become fully unaware as such when he saw something coming at him from the side of his vision he slightly shifted his posture before the sounding something whizzing past his head followed by the sound of wood hitting the cavemen wall.

Sighing he turn back to the elder with a raised brow and connecting to Irfan as to speak, as simple as push to talk really. "/Now sakhr, you keep destroying the furniture than our next hiest is going to have to be a furniture store./"

"Fuck off! This was your fucken plan and if we had done it my way, im sure we wouldn't have ended up empty handed!" Sakhr emphasize his point by hitting the table hard enough that the wood cracked.

A sighed left him as chaim found himself shaking his head. "Scratch, that given your apprent hatred for furniture, I think that would be an unwise choice, maybe a stone yard or just a block of wood?/"

Chuckling and motion for Irfan to fly off to his tree as sakhr walked closer, since he was unsure if the other was going to start a fight or just get in his face, a lot for someone so tall though.

And it seemed that it was more of the latter since he found sakhr walking up to him and glaring rather darkly, getting super close and he had to crane his neck to look upwards at the male that was over a foot taller than himself.

"/are we feeling small again? Because we both know that it isn't my fault that the heist went belly up./" letting a hand chaim gently patted the elders cheek. A hidden smile behind his mask that showed in his eyes.

"You know my dear friend, that no mater what no one here thinks poorly of you. So you don't need to worry so much, and perhaps it would have been best to have chosen another for point." He hummed and slip under sakhr's arm as the elder try to reach out to him, maybe to strangle him? Who knows.

He didn't look behind him as he walked towards the center and addressing everyone who was watching this spectacular. "/do the rest of you agree with sakhr? That this heists was a complete failure?/"

He waited for the others to say something, before sighing. "/I see, guess this means you all have forgotten who I, but thats fine, guess it means the surprise will go to waste./"

As he begin walking off Irfan return to him. But it seems everyone was now invested. And kept asking him to spill the beans in which he kept teasing them not giving them the answers they wanted.

While he continued to tease everyone he felt a large presence walk up behind him, and since their was only one person here brave enough to do so he wasn't surprised when he heard the booming voice of sakhr. "Come on! Out with it!"

Chuckling he smirked beneath his mask. "/I guess since everyone is so instead, I simply have no choice but to show you want I manged to get a hold of./" putting his hands into his pocket he pulled out some keys and with a quick toss in the air to let everyone see it he caught it again, and begin walking off knowing that everyone in the room will follow.

The walk to the chamber he had left was actually one of guys are known as engineer since he didn't have an actual name, but is called that because he was good with making and putting things together, no where near someone who had learned how to do so but was pretty damn good.

As he walked though the cave passenge the sound of an vehicle could be heard and another sound and it took a few moment before it seemed to click and he watched as everyone race passed him, though given the presence still behind him and the fact he didn't see him, sakhr was still hovering behind him.

"What did you do?" Sakhr was annoyed, but chaim rolled his eyes.

"/Showing off what I manged to grab/" as he step out of the passage it seemed the others were already excited by the gift.

And while he isn't a dog person, he felt that he couldn't just leave puppies to be raised by such ass holes, so while escaping he grab them and put them in a car he had previously checked out and took off in.

Once sakhr enter behind him. "You got dogs?"

"/puppies, more correctly, but yes. I also got us the jeep that I drove the stuff here/" chaim went to pet Irfan

Sakhr clicked his tounge and something told chaim they were going to have a long discussion on him bringing the dogs, but he could at least do something to at least get the elder to calm down.

Pulling out the snacks from his bag he slap it against the other chest waiting till he felt the other grab it. "/I got you some roasted sesame sticks, so do try and let them have a little fun for now."

He heard the other grumb, but it seemed the snack was really received since he heard the bag being open beside him. Honestly if sakhr would cool it, perhaps things will be a lot better, but again a later talk, since for now he should go in and give the others a warning about taking care of the puppies as well as the new ride they at least manged to get out of this.

And perhaps he'll deal with things on his own, at a later time, but for now he still had this to deal with.

Chaim and Sakhr - Ko-Fi Quick colored lineart comm A commission for @windalchemist001 of their TWST ocs Chaim and Sakhr ^^ This was a fun screenshot redraw of Aladdin and the King of Thieves : D Brought up lots of nostalgia feels for me! :3 Ko-Fi || Blue Sky || Cara || Ko-Fi Commission Info

[savnofilter]

Wisdom Teeth Aftercare

                    LoV + Giran x [GN]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sav attempting fluff, mentions of wounds & medicine doses, def an insert, semi established-relationships.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k [5 mins].

READ MORE: masterlist + [students & adult masterlists]

A/N: im in so so so much pain. wrote this because im lonley and would kill to have one of these beautiful characters to aid me. these would be longer if i wasnt so delirious rn. (not proofread)

Dabi knows what to do but also does not. 

hes been through a lot of painful situations wheres hes needed to take medication, and most times he isnt even able to take any. 

hes trying his best to comfort for you in his own little warped way. 

"Hey, sit back down" Dabi snaps at you in annoyance as you attempt to leave your bed, and rolls his eyes at your mumble-whining. "You're delirious right now, don't argue with me."

he makes sure that your night stand is always replenished. hes like a little nurse and even in your medicated haze, you find it super cute.

♱ you cant tell him that tho… he'll get pouty. not something you hate but its the bratty behavior that follows it.

gives you tons of forehead kisses because he cant give you cheek ones cuz of your swollen cheeks. 

its practically killing him he cant just cup them while theyre big the way they are. 

is definitely teasing you as he takes care of you. sometimes putting stuff out of your reach or eating a burger in front of you knowing you wont be able to do that for a couple of days. 

"Fine fine, say ahh-- oh wait." Dabi snickers. 

he really thought he ate, huh? i guess he did (literally).

Shigaraki does not know what hes doing. 

"You want cuddles or sumthin'??" He tilts his head as you look at him with the most annoying puppy dog eyes you can muster up. 

he unfortunately believes that you could suck it up but we all know its because deep down he enjoys pain a little too much. 

is actually persistent on giving you your meds for you to heal with.

although dont expect it to be accurate all the time…. 

he isnt as attentive and usually drops by to spend some time with you since he doesnt want you to be alone too much. 

even with how awkward it is, he'll give you the "normal'' amount of affection and give your head and cheekbone area light kisses for you to feel better.

"You know I can go steal a way stronger dose right?" 

If you could frantically shake your head no you would.

he'll sometimes let you play video games with him so he can also keep himself entertained as well. 

he doesnt assimilate into your schedule like Dabi does but he tries his best to still help you no matter what.

Toga in a very odd way is ecstatic that youre in pain. 

♱ not like she isnt “odd” already,,

shes very excited to play nurse and help you heal. probably dresses for the part too.

"We'll get you back up on your feet in no time!"Toga declares happily, shoving a small spoon into your mouth with applesauce on it. 

is whistling or humming as she helps you out and somehow acquired some non-prescriptive cute glasses. she'll tilt them up or press them closer as she checks the doses. 

shes actually pretty on top of it (but you do have to double check if its correct because you know how careless she can be without ill intent).

she'll get you stuff animals and blankets for you to nap in. 

has it so shes sleeping over (not that thats new anyways).

gives you lots of affections but makes sure to be soft so she doesnt hurt you by accident.

if youre in any kind of pain, you can always count Toga be there to aid you. 

frantic. 

youd think with Spinner's cool demeanor would make you think otherwise but nope. 

hes clocking your schedule and making sure you got everything set. 

"You have everything for 12 pm right?" He checks in and takes your small little nod as a yes. He releases a small sigh to himself and leaves to take a tinkle. He let's out one of the most loudest sighs of worry you've ever heard from him. It's pretty funny when you realize he's been trying to keep composed this whole time.

unlike Toga, he has actual glasses. 

looks like such a grandpa taking care of you. 

youre so entertained by him that honestly it distracts you a bit from the soreness and the pain. 

he gets mopey when he cant cuddle you on days where youre in too much discomfort. 

has you basically nesting as you recover. 

a little all over the place? yes. would you still rate your experience with his 10/10? 

of course.

literally do not expect too much from him. 

with all Twice's sides it really differs on what youre getting that day (sometimes throughout if its a hectic 24 hours).

he is trying his best since he doesnt like seeing you in pain and gives you lots of kisses. 😭

idc what anyone says out of the whole league, hes the most caring. 

when hes attentive, hes on it. 

checking your temp, getting your foods, making sure you have your cool & hot pads. also has alarms so he can remind himself when to check up on you. 

unfortunately he doesnt want to seem like a bother so he tries to not to be too much in your space </3

he knows you dont mind but he gets self conscience as he normally does. 

even when hes not tending to you hes just chilling in your vicinity when you two arent interacting. 

he thinks he couldve helped you more but you think he did great. 

Mr Compress is all the extravaganza. you said calling in sick, bro heard "time to pamper and preform".

even if its the smallest things he'll give it to you in fun little ways so you arent bored out of your mind. 

♱ and also so you dont feel skipping out on doses and actually take them. 

you werent aware but this mf also has multiple costumes?? youre pleased to have learnt this. 

he is a show man after all…

of course he doesnt over do it, he wants you rested not overstimulated. 

is a very chill man to be around when hes not doing flip and tricks and you cant decide which of him you like more (you dont choose ultimately).

of course he has a little something up his sleeve to keep you on your toes but you cant complain with that. 

did he essentially treat you like a kid? yes. 

do you care tho? not at all. 

Kurogiri is the most put together out of them. 

(youre supposed to be surprised by this revelation.)

i mean, what do you expect from a man who has taken care of another man for years…?

makes sure youre doing everything so you can recover expeditiously. 

isnt doing all that affection stuff honestly. 

he drops in, replenishes everything you need and dips. 

he kind of treats you like youre sick and it lowkey hurts your feelings with how much he avoids you. 

in general hes give an average amount of affection so you sometimes have to speak up when he hasnt cuddled you for some time. 

even with all your requests he never seems bothered how much you ask and what you ask for. :')

he is pretty good but sometimes you wish he could be a bit softer (sue me).

imagine Toga but 2.0. 

Magne isnt as energetic and into the role of the 'nurse' but is very much still doting. 

feeds you in the beginning stages before you gotta remine them that they definitely dont have to. 😭

when youre feeling extra cranky theyll try and coax you into it (consensually ofc who do you think youre with?!)

"I know you don't feel like it but you'll feel much better once you take it." Magne rubs your shoulder as you whimper in pain, and presses a gentle and chaste kiss to your temple. 

even with how bubbly and outgoing they are, they are just as stern. 

is one to make sure youre having a laid experience while making sure your lazy attitude will not interfere with your healing process. 

makes sure to have a big celebration thing when you are fully healed and gives you all the cuddles that you may have missed out on when you were healing. 

AHT AHT stfu hes on the list dont say anything. 

Giran's methods may be ghetto but he gets the job DONE. 

"Y'know I got my own knocked out by and old friend of mine" 

"Mmphwha…?" 

"Crazy shit, I know! But he's some psychiatrist or sumthin' so I trusted the bastard anyways!" 

um… moving on…

is in and out of your place but makes sure that youre well taken of when hes there. 

its like a roulette if when you wake up he'll be on your bed watching TV or if hes nowhere to be seen without a trace. 

will give you the rare kiss but more of his gentle behaviors are like little pokes to your cheeks just because of how puffy they are. 

♱ got you those get well presents and theyre so cute. </3

his treatment is nothing special but it definitely helped you feel better. 

[xnchxntmxnt]

LKJFHSKJ ok ok i hope i’m not past the deadline with this!! and happy birthday to both you and koi!

for the event, i would like to pull a 4 star! could i request headcannons for simeon and satan (if you don’t write for simeon then just satan is fine ^-^) where the reader has had a long day/week and is stressed about it? cuddles and reassurance from them would be nice! again happy birthday and i hope this fit all your rules

(if not feel free to tell me and i can resend)

thank you for all the bday wishes my dear /p - vic

Fandom: Obey Me! Shall We Date?

Characters: Satan, Simeon

Warnings: swearing, no extra warnings on satan’s; simeon: mc is not a math person, food ment.

Notes: tbh ive never written for either of these two so there’s a first time for everything!! Plus how can you NOT love satan like cmon. Simeon too i just love my little nerd

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Satan

Its not that he wouldn’t notice

I think he would

But hes more likely to wait for you to come to him

Thats what asmo told him to do anyway he doesnt want to overstep his boundaries and doesnt wanna make you uncomfortable or push your buttons

Plus his brother knows people, and youre a person right

Thats literally how he says it to himself in his head

So in the event that you do show up to his room in need of some comfort he is right there

He actually turned down an invite to go to a bookstore with levi earlier that day just in case you came looking for him. He wants to be there for you whenever you need him

So when you walk in the room and fall onto his bed, he puts his book down and gently rolls you over so he can see your face

“Hi, sweetheart” 

You, rolling back over onto the bed and sighing

He laughs a little and lays down next to you, reaching out for your hand. Again, doesnt wanna push it, but he wants you to know he’s there

“Would a hug help?”

You slowly work yourself around so youre laying almost on him, arms wrapped around tight and face buried in his chest

Asks if you wanna talk

If so he lets your rant to your heart’s content, offering advice if you need it, or simply getting mad with you. Not overly so but little comments like “oh yeah, that was a dick move” and things of that nature

If not, he probably grabs his book and reads. But this time he reads to you. Nothing better than fiction for a good distraction

Not the best person to go to when upset but not bad either 7.5/10

Simeon 

Its so irritating that he just kinda knows shit

You could be hiding it so well that youre having a rough week and he just knows

But it took him till the end of the week because he was hoping it would blow over

Because it didn’t and you didn’t come to him about the issue, he decided to (gently) step in

You show up to your room after a long, grueling study session with mammon, trying to wrap your head around pre calc before your test next week when you noticed your door was slightly open and the lights were on

Inside was a perfect scene: simeon adjusting and fluffing the throw pillows on your bed (some were his), a plate of snacks on your bed-side table and chill, comforting music playing softly from his phone

You could have melted when he smiled at you man

He greets you at the door and takes your things and sets them down without a second thought

Guides you to come sit with him 

He's so wonderful with words sometimes but other times (like rn) they escape him and his way of showing you how much he loves you is physical affection

He sits you on your bed and it doesn't take long before you're curled up in his lap, nose buried in his shoulder

“What's all this about?”

“You've been working too hard this week. I wanted to take care of you” 

If you're gonna cry anything out, do it now. Nerves, stress, anxiety, its so perfect

He runs his hand up and down your back if you cry or if you just cuddle closer

Eventually, he’ll ask you what's wrong but he’ll never push you to talk about it. Simply reminds you that he’s there whenever you need an ear to listen 

The two of you spend the night munching on snacks, cuddling and talking because youre too tired to do anything else

He does everything he can to make sure you know how much he loves you. secret: its a lot

9/10 good solid care

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Something More (Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader)

pairing: aaron hotchner x fem!reader

summary: Written as a request for the loml, Abby! (@heliotropehotch!) "Could I have a hotch x reader request thats got a love confession- maybe a hurt comfort scene where the reader is maybe torn up about something like self deprecation or some cop makes an off-handed compliment and he cups her cheeks and wipes the tears away? Pretty please 🥺"

word count: 3.2k

includes: love confessions! hurt/comfort, protective!hotch, mutual pining!!!, kissing, a little teaser of sexytimes, work tension, BAU!reader, crying and other emotions, rude af deputies, fluff soooo much fluff

rating: 18+ (cursing, crude nicknames, suggestive sexual mentions, and brief explicit sexual content at the very end)

a/n: HELLO BESTIES! I hope you love this one! If you want a smutty part two, let me know. PLS (!!!!!) interact if you liked this fic; rb, comment, like and/or send me a request if you have ideas for future fics! i love y’all! - rivka💞

some pals tags: @arsonhotchner @laurensprentiss @mrsh0tchner @ssahotchie

“It’s time to give the profile,” Hotch announces.

Six words. One sentence. Zero hesitation.

“Go and gather everybody in the bullpen,” he directs Spencer, who nods and quietly exits the conference room to collect your team and the rest of the Sherrif’s department of this small, Wisconsin town.

You stand on the opposite side of the table from your boss, looking at him expectantly. Hotch meets your gaze. His tongue darts out from between his lips as he glares at you from beneath thick lashes. You wait for your instructions, but the instructions don’t come. Rather, you both stand there in a staring contest, unmoving.

You can’t help but feel bare under his scrutiny, but this feeling is nothing new. Every time Hotch looks at you, it feels as if every fibre of your being is on fire. It’s been this way since the very first day you started with the BAU, and, over time, the flame has only burned brighter.

You and Hotch have grown close over the two years you’ve been with the team: closer than he’s been with any of his other agents, even Rossi. It all started with one long night spent together in his office, sharing cold Chinese food, scribbling away at mountains of paperwork. It was then, sitting across the desk from him, laughing at his incredulous reaction when he dropped some Lo Mein on an After-Action Report, that you knew: you were in deep. From then on, your Chinese food office “dates” became a regular occurrence. And then, those regular occurrences transformed into other regular occurrences; to name a few: rides on the jet, side by side, sharing soft glances and tired smiles after hard cases… holding hands to comfort each other when emotionally vulnerable… and even bringing you your favourite coffee on mornings that you’ve needed an extra boost. All these little moments of kindness and care are what made you fall in love with him. You would cross the line from coworkers to more in a heartbeat if you knew for certain that he felt the same way about you. But you refuse to take a risk on losing what you currently have with Hotch for the chance at something more.

The way that Hotch looks at you now, tall and commanding, feels very much like something more… it’s incredibly intimate. He’s effectively stripped away all the layers of protection you’ve built up to do your job with one pointed glance. What you don’t know is that he too feeling the same way, and is toeing a line between being your boss, being your friend, and being your “something more.”

Hotch breathes out hard through his nose. You watch as he swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he does. His jaw ticks. He shifts on his feet.

“I want you to sit this one out,” he says.

“Hotch?” You question, puzzled. Nothing about this day has prepared you for him to say that. You start racking your brain, trying to figure out why he would give you such a ridiculous order. Did you piss him off somehow? Did you play-flirt with Morgan too much in the car? Overlook an important lead? Did he not like the coffee you made him this morning?

Looking over at him, you swear he almost looks conflicted… but it doesn’t last.

“This is not up for debate. Do you understand me? You’re sitting this one out.” He repeats, steadfast.

“I don’t understand, what did I do wrong?” You ask more defensively this time, wishing he would give you more information. Something, anything besides the “SSA Aaron Hotchner” routine he was pulling on you now.

“I never said you did anything wrong.” Hotch moves forward a step, finally breaking eye contact, opting to gather files and loose papers into his arms.

“So, then what it is?” You cross your arms, stepping forwards as well, challenging him with your posture.

He doesn’t respond, nor does he look at you. Instead, he lumps more files into his arms before rounding the table, moving swiftly toward the door.

You have never, ever disobeyed one of his orders because his orders have always made sense… until now.

“Hotch,” you say sternly, your stubborn feet moving to stand between him and the exit before your logical brain can stop you.

He’s practically up against you, cornering you between his solid body and the old wooden door. His height dominates your shorter frame, and the heat coming off his body is positively criminal. Your heart flutters in your chest as he stares you down, calculating his next move.

“Out of my way, Agent Y/L/N.” He breathes out, tensing his jaw.

“Fine,” you stutter, “just tell me why and then I’ll let you go.” Your confidence wavers as you’re a little taken aback by his official use of your title and last name.

You’re hurt, confused… and he knows this. No matter how hard you’re putting on your tough-girl FBI face, Hotch can see right through it. He knows this order is unjustified, but he has his own reasons: reasons that he can’t get into. Not now.

Hotch lets his eyes dart to the side, past your head, not daring to look you in the eyes. He wills himself to be gentle.

“I can’t tell you, but I need you to trust me. Sit this one out.” He verbalizes, looking at you a little softer now. His face relaxes a little more into the Hotchner you’ve come to know: the one who calls his son every night to read a bedtime story, the one who grins every time you beat him in chess.

You two stand there a moment longer, your heart racing from the heat of the quarrel and your current proximity to your Unit Chief.

Hotch opens his mouth to say something else, but a knock on the door behind you stops him in his tracks. You step aside and he whips open the door; a very apologetic Spencer stands behind it.

“Sorry to interrupt,” Spencer says, clearing his throat awkwardly, “but everyone is ready in the bullpen.”

“Thank you,” Hotch nods, stepping forward to leave, but you grab a hold of his arm.

“Hotch,” you begin, not entirely sure what you want to say.

“Later,” he answers, finishing the unspoken thought.

With that, he’s out the door and you’re left alone with only stale coffee and a bunch of disorganized files to keep you company.

You close the door behind them with a sigh, letting yourself rest against it again, closing your eyes for a moment in defeat. Three days on this case. Three days of hard work, interviews, and research just to get benched in the end zone. You wish that you didn’t love Hotch, because maybe if you didn’t, it would be easier to disobey him. Opening your eyes again, you scan the quiet room. Then, something in front of you catches your eye and you get an idea.

On the table rests one of the precinct’s phones. It is all too easy to use the conference feature to listen in on one of the other phone lines: specifically, one in the bullpen.

You grin and rush over to the device, feeling a little bit sheepish for not listening to Hotch, but you push the buttons anyway, and bring the receiver up to your ear.

At first, all you hear is the shuffling of papers and muffled voices. You take a seat, leaning back in your chair like the cat who caught the canary. Several more moments pass of bureaucratic white noise, but then, someone speaks.

“Where’s the slutty one?” A male voice whispers.

“Oh, Agent Y/N? Probably on her knees somewhere waiting for her boss to come back.” A second male voice snickers back, matching the volume of the first.

You gasp, the phone slipping out of your hand, landing on the table with a loud thunk.

Scrambling, you grab it again, your other hand coming to rest over your open mouth.

“Don’t know why he wouldn’t let us use her as bait. This whole case could’ve been wrapped up and done by now if we just stuck her in a skimpy dress and shoved her out on the street.” One of them muses.

“Obviously because he’s sleeping with her.” The other mutters. “Agent Hotchner looked like he was going to take your head off when you asked him about it. Thought he was going to deck you for suggesting disguising her as a hooker to lure this guy out.”

“Yeah, he did. She looks like the victims, though. Bet she’s a whore like them too.”

“Deputies, we’re starting.” You hear a third voice pipe up. This time it’s one you recognize: it’s Hotch. “This is your final warning. I don’t want to hear another word out of you for the rest of the day. Not only is this wildly inappropriate, but it is insulting and vile. If I hear either of you speak about, look at, or interact with Agent Y/N, I will make sure you are both charged with harassment and fired from this department. Is that clear?”

With that, your eyes nearly pop out of your head. The deputies mumble something back, but you can’t hear over the sound of papers rustling.

Stunned, you set the phone back in its holder and force air into your lungs.

Waves of thoughts come crashing down on you. You have so many questions and so many answers and it’s all just… too much.

Suddenly, you know that you need to be anywhere but here.

You stand, shoving the chair aside and burst out of the conference room, fuming. You power-walk down the hall, and past the bullpen, focused on getting yourself outside and into the fresh air. Understandably, you don’t look up as you pass the profile briefing, so you don’t see Hotch’s brow furrow at the sight of you. You also don’t see him hand his papers to JJ, excuse himself, and race to follow you out the front door.

Once you’re outside in the parking lot, you look up at the cloudy, grey sky, and the tears start to fall. You feel guilty and angry; part of you wants to run away and cry, but the other part of you wants to walk straight up to those men and kick them straight in the dick. They not only called you vile names, but they also called the victims – those poor, dead women – the same. You sniffle, thinking about how Hotch stepped in and protected you, stood up for you.

Hotch… the thought of him makes you cry a little harder.

You start to pace around, kicking gravel as you went.

Were you that obvious? Was your crush so rampant that two low-level deputies in the middle of nowheresville picked up that easily on how you really felt about your boss?

“Fuck you two,” you curse under your breath to nobody as you choke back sobs. You kick a large piece of gravel as hard and as far as you can, but it doesn’t help.

“Are you okay?” A voice prods from behind you, gently, hesitantly, as if not to spook you. It’s a curt baritone, laced with concern. It’s Hotch.

“Hotch,” you breathe, turning to face him, furiously wiping tears away from your eyes.

“What happened?” He frowns, stepping closer to you, a comforting hand reaching forward to take yours.

Any other day you would grasp it contently, letting him console you. Today? All you can hear are the deputy’s comments. Sleeping with her. Whore. On her knees. You’re embarrassed and ashamed, so, you involuntarily step back.

“It’s nothing,” you put your hands up, looking down at your feet.

“Y/N,” Hotch says, his heart pounding in his chest.

You look back up, locking on his beautiful, angular face. You see every feature clouded in a haze of sorrow and concern.

You know you must swallow your pain and try to get it out. He wasn’t about to let you off easy.

“You… they… I…” you begin, but never finish your sentence. Instead, you start to cry again.

Wordlessly, Hotch moves to cup your face in his hands. They’re large and slightly calloused, encasing your cheeks as his thumbs gently swipe away the tears. His soft eyes search your watery ones; despite your better instinct, you bring your hands up to rest on his chest. You feel his breathing hitch. One of his hands moves from your face to cover your smaller hand against his chest. The two of you stay there, just like that, for another handful of heartbeats. You focus on his hands and how warm and safe they make you feel. Soon enough, you stop crying and gather the courage to speak.

“I heard them.” You whisper, not trusting yourself to say another word. You know that Hotch knows exactly who “them” is, and exactly what it is that you’ve heard.

His brow creases and his hand grips yours tighter. He cleans another tear off your cheek, and then lets that hand down to ball in a fist at his side.

“I’m going to kill them.” Hotch states, furious and heartbroken.

“Me first.” You sniffle.

Your boss sighs, giving you a heartfelt look. Leave it to you to make a joke at a time like this.

“I told them this morning that if I ever heard them say another thing about you, I was going to have their badges. I should’ve kicked them off this case hours ago.” He huffs, closing his eyes, letting his other hand, the one that was covering yours, drop down to his side.

You know this look all too well. You know he’s blaming himself.

“It’s not your fault,” you offer, smoothing your hands over his chest to settle on his upper arms. “Hotch, look at me.”

He doesn’t at first, but eventually, he opens his eyes. His hands open and close at his sides, as if he’s fighting them to be still.

“I’m sorry.” He breathes out. “For everything. For handling this how I did.”

“I’m not.” You chime in, feeling braver, calmer now that you’re here with him. Your comment earns a quizzical glance and a slight head tilt from Hotch, urging you to go on. “You stood up for me. You honoured me. You respected me. You protected me. You –“

With a fierce momentum, your next sentence is swallowed by Hotch’s lips pressing into yours. His hands come up to rest on your hips, and then circle around your waist to pull you closer. He’s warm and soft and intense; you whimper into the kiss, moving your hands to rest on the back of his neck and card in his hair. The kiss is over far too soon for your liking, both of you needing to pull back and inhale.

Hotch looks at you with heavy eyes, hands gripping your hips. He smells like coffee and pine, with a hint of something spicier. Everything about him is overwhelming yet grounding.

“Finally,” you whisper, hands clasped around his neck. “It’s about damn time.”

“It is,” is all he musters, still dazed by the audacity of his own actions.

“Aaron?” You lick your lips, feeling his hands squeeze you tight at your use of his first name.

“Yeah?” He can’t help but start to smile, showing off his adorable dimples and crinkled lines around his eyes.

“I love you; do you know that?” You say in earnest.

Aaron giggles, giggles at your confession, and then attacks your lips again, making you yelp at the surprise. His lips detach from yours only to pepper kisses on your tear-stained cheeks, jaw, and forehead.

“I love you too,” he breathes out, giddier than you’ve ever seen him. He looks like a kid in a candy shop, and it makes your heart leap into your throat.

Just then, a car beeps on the road, startling you two. You’re suddenly reminded where you are, and why you’re here. The thought of having to go back inside makes you groan, and you bury your head into his chest for a moment. He hums into your hair, planting a kiss on the top of your head.

Reluctantly, you pull yourself off his chest to look up at him.

“Forget about them,” you say, “go finish giving the profile so we can close this case and get the hell out of this town so you can take me home and show me how much you love me.” You smile at him, pulling him in for another, lighter kiss.

He grins against your lips, meeting you for another smooch.

“Yes ma’am,” Hotch replies, giving you a kiss on the tip of your nose.

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Three months later, you and Aaron are coming down from your highs, sweaty and blissed-out after an amazing lovemaking session. After the team wrapped up the case and made it back to Virginia in one piece, you and Hotch went out to dinner the next night. He took you to dine in at the Chinese restaurant that you both usually ordered from on those nights you both spent pining and yearning in his office. It was… perfect. He was perfect. Just as your friendship had blossomed, so did your relationship. One date led to another, one gesture turned into more, and you and Aaron settled into life as a couple with ease. You hadn’t brought up the incident with the deputies since it had happened the afternoon that Hotch had followed you out to the parking lot to wipe away your tears.

Now, as you lay in his arms, wrapped in his strong, loving, embrace, your mind wanders back to their words. However, you don’t feel animosity toward them, rather it makes you giggle.

“What’s so funny hot stuff?” Aaron cracks open an eye and smiles down at you. One arm is tucked underneath his head, and the other is tracing patterns on the bare skin of your shoulder.

“Oh, just that case we had in Wisconsin a few months back.” You nuzzle deeper into his chest with another laugh.

Hotch frowns, recalling the memory, thinking about the way those awful men spoke about you.

“How is that funny?” He asks, hesitantly.

“They called me a whore.” You say nonchalantly, peering innocently into his amber eyes. You bring your palm up to swipe across his cheek softly, feeling the light stubble of his jaw underneath your fingertips.

Both of his eyes are open now, and his hand motions cease their patterns on your skin. He’s confused, and the face he’s giving you is downright adorable. It makes you giggle again.

You detach yourself from his grasp and sit yourself up, carefully shimmying down the bed. Aaron’s eyes never leave you.

You nestle yourself between his legs and look up at him with a smirk.

“They were partially right.” You offer, studying the small changes in his face, watching as his eyes glaze over with lust for the second time that night.

“I am a whore.” You pout suggestively and flutter your eyelashes. “A whore for you, Hotch.”

He shakes his head at you in amusement and chuckles, but it quickly turns into a deep, throaty moan as you wrap your lips around the tip of him.

As you start to bob your head on his already hardening length, you think to yourself: as much as I hate to say it... someone should really give those two deputies a raise.

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Pairing: Xiao x Reader

Pronouns: none specified; male reader request though

Content: cryo yaksha reader, comforting xiao, getting together but not by confessing

Description: memories of past days aren't always great, but you had each other.

Notes: speaking of xiao, I'm a Xiao main since first banner ! If yall want you can add me on genshin I really want genshin friends that are my age. I'm 16 :D also request on wattpad, ty !

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Things were better now, that's what you told each other.

Every so often the trauma from back then came back to mind, but as long as you two had each other it would be fine.

The only two yakshas who kept in touch, one missing, others dead. You only had one another.

You both sat at the mountain above the harbor, looking down at those under you and feeling the calm breeze of the ocean.

It was so calm and peaceful, you wished it was always like this. But you both had duties, that can't be ignored.

If someone called for you, it was obligatory you responded.

At least thats what you both felt like you had to do.

You needed to help those of the harbor and around you, it was your duty. That duty would never change, as you were both immortal.

Immortality was a curse an a blessing, you could experience so much more but loss just as much as well. The two of you sometimes wished you could have lived normal lives, but if it were like that, you wouldn't have met.

The two of you were once under the corrupt god but now you stood at the top, just you two, no one else to bother you. The only thing stopping you from a peaceful life was those duties you vowed to keep, not so much for the corrupt god or any god, but more for yourselves and the rest of the yakshas.

Xiao huddles closer to you subconsciously as you rest your arm around him, looking at the ocean and stars as you relaxed for a bit.

As much as you both hated immortality, it's the reason you are where you are, together. Sometimes you hate it, and sometimes you thank it, because if not you would not be in the position you are right now.

Having someone that understands you so well right by your side.

You think on the good things of the past and the present but soon enough your thoughts were interrupted.

You both tense as you hear someone call for you, immediatly leaving the comfort of the harbor and exchanging it for the yells of hilichurls and the screaming for help of the humans behind you.

The two of you nod at eachother before getting to work.

You worked well as a team, he was the anemo yaksha while you were the cryo yaksha. Anytime it was needed you both could help each other out with your own visions.

You swing the heavy claymore around as if it were as light as air, there was never a problem with the weight of your weapon even if it contrasted with your other weapon.

As soon as it was needed you switched to your other weapon, swiftly placing the claymore behind your broad back and materializing a catalyst.

The fight was easy, fights were never something that took too long but having to do them over and over again day and night, it did get tiring.

The humans behind you were in awe at the too of you, not even worried anymore. Spewing out compliments like, "he's so good" and "they always protect us well".

Humans were easy to impress, especially those without visions. They always wanted to see more and even in dangerous situations like this, they took time out of their day just to stand in awe of the two of you.

Many were thankful, others were used to the help. No matter what the reaction was you only bowed before leaving once again to where you both felt safe, alone just the two of you.

You sighed as you drop the catalyst, no longer needed and it evaporates.

Xiao stays silent as he looks down, he always gets this way when the duties just seem to be too much.

Both of you now sat at the end of your bed in the wangshu inn.

Tired from the days work, you took of your normal attire and put on something more comftorable as did Xiao.

He still was silent, little grumbles coming out from his mouth from time to time.

You knew he just had a lot on his mind, maybe there was a way to comfort him.

Xiao gets into the bed and so do you, usually you slept separately in the bed right beside Xiao's. But you knew he needed some sort of comfort and you thought this was the best way.

The two of you were close, for as long as you remember, so this wasn't anything that Xiao would react badly to.

He stares as you questioningly as you shuffle closer to him with a smile.

He only presses his face closer to his pillow and closing his eyes, expecting you to just leave sooner or later.

Instead you grab the back of his head and pull him towards you, his head now resting on your chest.

You place a kiss on the top of his head before slotting your chin on top of his head and closing your eyes.

Xiao's heart races at the action, you were close but never like this.

It came as a shock, but you only smiled in response. You've been wanting to do something like this for a while anyways.

He curls into you a bit more as he tries to calm down his erratic breathing, not only from remembering past memories but also having you this close to him.

As much as he wanted to pull away just to ask why you would even do this, he instead closes his eyes and drifts to sleep.

He could get used to this.

[1025 words; oct/3/21]

[heytherejulietx]

asshole - kit walker

↳ requested by @kitwalker02 - “Could you do 29 and 50 from the touching prompt list with kit walker🥺🖤 thank you so much i loved your other fic with him!!!” thank you so much love that means so much!! your ahs fics are all so *chef’s kiss*, i really hope you like this one! <3

↳ prompts;

29. tickling the other one

50. putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up

↳ content warnings - swearing, thats it this is all fluff lmao

↳ 1.1k word count

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“kids are asleep.” kit gently placed his hands on y/n’s shoulders and she sighed as his fingers squeezed gently, working to ease the tension in her upper back. she hummed quietly as she looked down at her book, and she didn’t have to turn to look at kit to know that he was leaning over the back of the kitchen chair to see what she was doing. his hands worked into her upper back and she had to fight to keep her eyes open so she could continue reading. she only had one chapter of her book left, and she wasn’t about to let kit distract her from it… again.

“what’re you reading?” he mumbled into her neck, before he placed an open-mouthed kiss to the bare skin just beneath her ear. her eyes closed for just a moment and she leaned back in the seat, further into his touch. he knew just what to do to get her distracted; he did the same thing every night.

“to kill a mockingbird,” she replied softly, and kit hummed into her neck as he left another kiss to her skin again. “i only have one chapter left.” she tilted her head up to look at him, and she watched as he grinned at her.

“well, i definitely wouldn’t want to distract you, then.” he teased, and she rolled her eyes, though she smiled against his lips when he leaned down to kiss her. she could feel his calloused fingers underneath her jawline to keep her head tilted towards him, and his lips curved upwards into a smile against her mouth as he leaned in closer.

“kit,” she whined as she pulled away from the kiss, and playfully pouted as she met his eyes again. “i really want to finish this book.”

“ouch, to think my own wife wants to finish a book over spending time with me.” kit sighed dramatically, his breath fanning out over the expanse of her neck as his lips traced along her skin again, and she giggled as her hand lifted to gently smack his shoulder.

“you know that's not what i meant, asshole.”

“name calling too?” kit tutted, and she flinched as his hands dropped to tickle her sides for a moment. “mrs. walker, that’s not very nice at all.”

“stop,” she giggled as she pushed his hands away, and picked up the book again, making a point of not meeting his eyes that time as she looked back at the page she had left off on. “i want to finish the book.”

“fine.” kit kissed her neck again before he pulled away, and only once she had heard his footsteps backing away from her did she turn to look at him, and saw him pottering around in the kitchen. satisfied, she turned back to her book, and only got another page in before she dropped the book in surprise when kit had hauled her out of her seat and over his shoulder.

“kit!” she gasped as he hoisted her out of her seat, and she smacked his back as he dangled her over his shoulder. his arms wrapped around the tops of her thighs to keep a hold of her as he walked down the hallway towards their bedroom, ignoring her protests as she wriggled in his grip, despite her obvious laughter. even as she squirmed in his arms he kept a hold of her and walked straight into their bedroom, and shut the door behind them with his foot once they were inside. she could feel as his hands moved up from her thighs to her waist, and she giggled as he practically threw her onto their bed before he covered her body with his own, not giving her a chance to sit up as he straddled her hips.

“i wasn’t finished reading.” she complained as she looked up at him despite her entertained smile, and kit shrugged.

“i never took the book off of you, sweetheart, you’re the one who dropped it.” he grinned, eyes lit up in entertainment.

“yeah because you kidnapped me.” she huffed and reached up to smack his chest, though he caught her wrist in his hand, and grabbed her other one before he pinned them above her head.

“wanting to spend time with my loving wife is not kidnapping.” kit huffed playfully and she giggled as his free hand ran over her side to tickle her ribs.

“of course not, why else would you have me pinned down?” she teased, and laughed again as his fingers continued to poke her side, and she wriggled underneath him again. “stop, kit, we’re being too loud, we’ll wake the kids.”

“you’ll have to be quiet then, huh?” kit teased, and grinned against her lips as he kissed her, before he leaned back and started to tickle her again.

she laughed and tried to squirm out from underneath him, but his knees tightened around her hips to keep her in place so she couldn’t roll over. her wrists strained in his gip to get him to let go of her as she laughed, though his hand didn’t budge; he only let go once she had started laughing considerably loud, and his hand moved to cover her mouth to muffle the giggles. she laughed into his hand for another moment, as her hands had reached down in an attempt to stop the onslaught of tickles, and after another few minutes he stopped and let his hand rest on her waist instead.

“we’ll wake the kids.” kit teased in a high-pitched tone to mimic her, and she continued to giggle into his hand at the ghosting of his tickles even though he was finished.

“that was so mean.” she pouted playfully in a poor attempt to hide her entertained smile once he had removed his hand, and she swallowed his resulting laugh in a kiss when their lips met again.

“finish your book tomorrow.” kit murmured into her jaw where he had started to trail his kisses downwards, and she jerked slightly as he poked her side.

“i will when you’re at work, so you can’t distract me.” she teased, and laughed as she felt his resulting huff against her neck. a smile curved onto her lips when his mouth was over her bare skin and she lifted one of her hands to tangle her fingers in his hair, and she felt the smile it gave his expression against her neck with the next kiss he left there.