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I think it's clear Lion Guy has climbed AT LEAST to the top #2 on your fav twst characters list..... but do you think he'll ever surpass J word?? lately you've been rambling a lot abt Leona but tbh it's obvious you rlly rlly love Jade too from all the posts I've read abt your feelings towards him (which have helped me understand and appreciate him more, too!)
sorry if it's smth weird to ask btw, I know feelings/thoughts abt fictional characters sometimes can be pretty personal- so feel free to ignore this đ
For your reference, here is my personal Twst tier list ^^ Itâs up to date as of the recent book 7 part 12 update. (And to be clear, the characters placed in the same tier are in no particular order; just because Silver is first in the "tolerate" tier doesn't mean I like him any more or less than Deuce, who is next in the row.)
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I donât mind the question! This blogâs a place for me to express myself (whether creatively or critically/more analytically) and to share my opinions on certain aspects of Twst ^^
I don't really think to put specific numbers on characters most of the time because I personally get really anxious about rankings 𤥠According to the same friends that said all of this though, they basically agree that L*ona is pretty much second place or that L*ona has already surpassed J word. A particular friend likes to joke that âitâs Leoverâ, and another one says, âitâs like Raven divorced J word for L*onaâ. And honestly đŚđŚ if I'm being 100% truthful, I'm a little scared myself that some cat boy I disliked back in 2020 will shoot right up to the very top đ When I think about that... OOooOoOooooOOOGH, IT REALLY GRINDS MY GEARS BECAUSE HE'D BE SO ANNOYING AND SMUG ABOUT WINNING FOR ONCE. Finally clawing his way up from rock bottom... past second place (where he was perpetually trapped for most of his life; second place to his older brother, second place to that lizard, second place to eel)... to snatch the crown from the jaws of defeat... đ˘ (You can't see it, but I'm pounding the wall with my fists--)
BUT IT'S OKAY, IT'S OKAY GUYS (<- huffing copium) IT'S JUST THE CONTENT RELEASE BIAS... Like, L*ona has gotten SO much more focus recently that it might be a little unfair to compare the two right now??? He got that Nightmare Suit SSR and played an important role in the Halloween event, then immediately got his time to shine in his book 7 dream, on top of us being forced to go through all five Heartslabyul dreams with him. That's not even mentioning the fact that the Episode of Savanaclaw manga is hyping us up for his OB reveal in January, or his hometown event rerun that's currently going on in the JP server. I keep telling myself that as soon as J word gets a new exciting SSR or story content that I'll swing right back around to him đ He hasn't gotten anything substantial lately... And let's be honest here, L*ona has a complete advantage no matter what the situation is for J word simply because L*ona is a dorm leader and an OB boy. There will always be more attention and detail showered upon him and his development over J word's OTL There's just... more L*ona lore to chew on. The other part of it is a large chunk of what I discuss on this blog comes from interactions with my readers. If readers submit more asks about L*ona, then I'll naturally talk about him more. Pair this with the guarantee that he's getting more screen time because of the remaining Heartslabyul dreams, and it becomes constant lion reinforcement.
sdfhladiyofyfaey8gFP9MGEEGA ANyWAY, sorry if that didn't quite answer your question... I didn't want to give a definitive response because I can't really tell what will happen in the future but hey, you guys wouldn't think any less of me if something happens, right đ¤Ą
#disney twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland#disney twst#Jade Leech#Leona Kingscholar#notes from the writing raven#question#Jade Leech thirst#NOT L*ONA ROT#book 7 spoilers#jp spoilers#episode of savanaclaw#episode of savanaclaw manga
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U-uh- hi-!
I'm Pomni, at least... that's my new name.
Caine said this was for an adventure... it's not as bad as going to literal hell, but it's close.
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The other cast is here if you want to see them too-? including Caine...
Ragatha ⥠â @ask-ragatha-tadc
Another Ragatha I interact with sometimes â @sweetragdoll
Jax â @ask-jax-the-rabbit
...More Jax's, I guess. â @ask-jax-things & @ask-bnuuny-tadc
Zooble â @zooble-the-whatever-i-am
Gangle â @ask-gangle-blog
Kinger â @asksuperlightextras (old account: @askkingerthings )
Queenie â @askthequeen
Caine â @ask-teeth-eyes
Gummigoo â â @ask-gummigoo
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I have some other people I interact with that are cool... for the most part?
Friends â @shortmomma1993 & @hophopscotch
... "grandma", I guess. â @pakodelfandom
My (informally) adopted kid, bucket(and others, I think?) â @bubble-trubble-and-co
((ooc intro & rules under cut))
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Hello~!
welcome to the ask blog I made to feed my hyperfixation on these silly little characters!!
â You can call me Oreo, my main blog is @or3oartz ! â
I post a lot of tadc fanart, so if you're interested in that, go check me out <3 I also sometimes draw things based on the ask blogs just for the fun of it!
there are other ask blogs not listed here, which you can find on THIS POST!
From this point forward, when I'm making ooc posts/ comments on posts I'll speak like ((this))
I use "he/they" pronouns, if you're referring to me, please use them!!
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Few headcanons to be made clear!!
Pomni is biromantic asexual. But currently identifies as queer, she hasn't figured herself out yet :]
She's not a kid person, the only exceptions are Bucket and Ariah (only relevant to the blog)
Pomni's favourite animals are rabbits. (not connected to Jax./srs )
Pomni doesn't hate anyone, she may strongly dislike people, but in the end she'd still help people. They're all stuck in here together.
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Rules! âĄ
Some rules(and boundaries) to be aware of!
No nsfw at ALL! we're a family friendly establishment!!
Absolutely NO bigotry is allowed! (so no racism, sexism, LGBTQ-phobia, etc.)
Ships are allowed! You can mention them! (except pomni may not give your preferred response... so be warned.) The main ship here is JesterDoll, but I also ship funnybunny so little implications may be made/joked about by me. :] Does she like Jax? you'll never know...
Only 1 image/gif per ask! if you're sending art that isn't yours, credit the OG artist/state it's not yours!
DON'T SEND LINKS! Even YouTube links!
don't be overly mean/rude. That's JAX'S job đ (/j) (seriously though, there's enough hate right now)
Remember NONE OF THIS IS CANON! I'll reference the canon show, but this blog is NOT affiliated with Glitch Productions or Gooseworx in any way!
Don't dm me. Don't dm this blog, don't dm my other blogs. The only exception is if it's IMPORTANT! (ex. warning me about problematic people) It makes me extremely uncomfortable.
Only send asks related to the blog please. And don't send multiple asks for a conversation, just reblog.
If I don't answer your ask/reblog, please do not go out of your way to get me to answer!
NO MORE HAMSTER POMNI. That got old FAST. đ
Don't try to date Pomni?? Use character AI or something đ Also stop "kidnapping" her.
If misuse your anon privileges, I WILL turn it off. I'm serious.
Failure to follow these rules will get your ask deleted, and possibly blocked. You only get ONE warning.
#intro post#introduction#blog intro#introductory post#pinned intro#pinned post#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc pomni#the amazing digital circus pomni#pomni digital circus#ask pomni#pomni#ooc post#tadc ask blog
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#work is driving me insane đ#so the last Saturday I was told to go on my break at 18:30#so I said okay since it was still about 18:00#so itâs about like 18:34 and my manager was like you can go on break when this supervisor comes back#and let me tell you this supervisor piss off every two seconds so I had to wait until he came back#my manager was literally like where is he and I said I donât know#so anyway supervisor comes back and then leaves again for sometime#and the when he comes back I say to him btw Iâm going on my break so he knows to stay#so basically make my food and if Iâm not mistaken it probablly around about like 19:50-59#so go on my break which is 30 minutes#and I think I have a 5 ish minutes left and this guy comes to look for something in his bag#and he says the manager is raging and complaining that I took a 45 minute break#and I said to him I literally didnât Iâve got a couple minutes left#so as soon as my timer goes off I leave the staff room and the supervisor who always wonders off literally asked if I went on a 45 minute#break and Iâm like no#the thing that upset me the most if the people who went on their break after me literally took extra but no one told them off or looked for#them and Iâm like what the actual heck itâs like Iâm held to a different standard then other people#like itâs generally not fair#and apparently thereâs a new rule where they time peoples break and no if people didnât already dislike me#they are going to dislike me now and even more đ#Itâs just so frustrating to be accused of something you didnât do smh#gatherrambles#g/work
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making myself sad thinking about this
being the first moment in their conversation that really caught eddie's attention, and then him spending the rest of the season fixated on how he ran away after she died
#stranger things#eddie munson#hellcheer#edissy#i kind of hate thinking about eddie's arc because i don't like the way it's written so maybe thats why i never made the connection before đ#but these two just make me so sad yall#he feels like he failed her#not just because he couldnt stop her death but because he abandoned her after she asked him to stay#....and now that i'm thinking about it like that i dislike the conclusion of his arc even more#i will not go into detail because thats not what this post is about
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pls i need to provide updates
#basically yesterday night was chaharshanbe suri . which is a solar new yr tradition where we let go of the past suffering in our year#and like...start the new yr w fresh vigour . anyway so my friend was at the event and we were abt to leap over the fire#and she was like bro im im glad u blocked her (situationship) etc etc . and then. my phone started vibrating. and i look at it. and my f#friend looks at it. and its her. and were both like what the fuck?? i blocked her things r Over and anyway so i pick up the phone and shesl#acting like nothing happened (bc nothing DID happen for her) and she was like ohh ur doing chaharshanbe suri im not doing anything etc what#are ur new yr plans so i jusr .IDK WHY I DID THIS . but ig i didnt wanna come off as like lonely i said probably hanging out w family and#friends maybe reading poetry together . et cetera and she was like wait that sounds so fun why didnt u invite me!#LIKE WDYM YOUVE BEEN CONSISTENTLY MAKING IT CLEAR U DONT WANT TO BE IN MY PRESENCE . and i told her that after#everything i thought she didnt want to see me again and she was like you always think that đ . like. ?? ok anyway so she expects me to#invite her . and like. there is an above 0% but sub-5% chance she will actually show up . but the panic that gripped me#i started making calls to my friends asking them if they can come on the 23rd bc there must be an event and also i asked my mother#and she said actually yeah i am doing a thing on the 23rd :D it involves over 16 ppl (we live in a v small flat) of which like...7 are kids#so you wont have space to be in ur own room let alone invite others. which tbh like ...being around a bunch of loud kids doesnt seem fun fo#any of my friends or me etc so i thought maybe i should arrange things so that we all go out together and if she shows up she shows up đ¤ˇââď¸#but . im so. WHY DID I SAY THAT . i had to panic-call my research partner and ask him to get from oxf to where i live on the 23rd#and when he heard the explanation he like. the light in his voice disappeared đ but he potentially agreed so idk#THE ISSUE IS. 23rd im supposed to also have . a date#w this girl that i had a huge crush on when i was 15-16 (posted abt this b4 but id get shitty black coffee in the mornings just to spend a#few more minuted w her each day and she was the cleverest girl in school and she cared abt nothing but her academics but now shes very gay#scraggly homosexual etc etc shes cute) and YEAH IDK#like id have to go there on the date come back fast meet ppl POTENTIALLY (again under 5%) meet situationship girl#like is that even doable#but the thing is it would be so so so funny bc all of my friends dislike her sooo much#.........what if i invited the girl im supposed to have a date w over to hang out w us#god that would be so hilarious and chaotic . i wont do it tho im a mature person x#but it would be soooo funny#I HAVE AN ASSIGNMENT DUE TMRW 12:30PM IT IS 10:49PM RN I HAVENT STARTED IT bc i was rotting sadly in bed#popped a ritalin pill tho so here we go x#i have found myself in a state of such sheer agony and rage and sorrow and grief over this girl that atp i feel like#its just so entertaining . like i feel vaguely over it? ik nothing will come of it so its like just . have fun . vibe
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i swear i donât love the drama (it loves me) - carlos sainz
reader x carlos sainz social media au
she isnât happy about the way people treat her boyfriend and she isnât afraid to show it
a/n: i too am tired of the way people speak about carlos so there's this to show for it. this is no hate to charles in case it isn't obvious. no fc, but a couple rebecca donaldson pics for the plot. i loved carlos winning.
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Bahrain International Circuit
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y/nusername: repping chili and chili only this season đśď¸
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charles_leclerc: đ§
y/nusername: love you lord perceval đ
charles_leclerc: đ
user492: digging the use of red but no ferrari merch lol i know our bestie is mad
y/nusername: đš
carlossainz55: Naughty girl đ
y/nusername: shhh look away
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y/nusername
Bahrain International Circuit
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y/nusername: congratulations to lover boy, and lover boy only đšâ¤ď¸
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user914: sainz has handled the situation so maturely and his girl is out here being messy
y/nusername: thatâs because iâm not carlos, hope that helps đ´
user014: why is she doing the most đ
y/nusername: i wouldnât have to do shit if someone bothered celebrating his podium with him, so iâll take matters into my own hands đŤĄ
landonorris: we gotta take your phone away
y/nusername: try me!
carlossainz55: â¤ď¸
y/nusername: đĽ
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y/nusername: appendicitis couldnât take carlos down, everyone else can stop trying
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carlossainz55: â¤ď¸
landonorris: in your nurse era đŠââď¸
y/nusername: more like in my security guard and lawyer era đ¤Ş
user824: itâs carlosâ karma for every time heâs screwed charles over
y/nusername: oh bitch youâll know karma when it hits yâall square in the face
user624: unhinged era! love how she takes care of carlos
y/nusername: u get it
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Albert Park Circuit, Melbourne
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y/nusername: showing up to lover boyâs hatersâ funeral like
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user583: lmao she acts like heâs a champion she has bragging rights about and not a second driver that is getting sacked
y/nusername: girl heâs back from a surgery with a two weeks recovery to drive a car going 300mph for 3 days, iâm really not hearing yâall today
y/nusername: plus, when he gets a podium, dare i say a win, iâll laugh
landonorris: pr must love you
y/nusername: i swear i donât love the drama, it loves me
carlossainz55: Thatâs a way to say it đ
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Albert Park Circuit, Melbourne
y/nusername: say hello to the only driver that has managed to end red bullâs dominance not once, but twice đŞđ¸đśď¸ (hello to the people who called me delusional for saying he might even win, i did laugh)
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maxverstappen1: I feel like you jinxed me đ
y/nusername: i prefer to call it manifesting â¨
user898: only because max dnfd lol
y/nusername: k. so why didnt someone else win it? quickly
user914: sheâs really out there celebrating another gifted win
y/nusername: hey i got a question did you watch the race? đ
user168: this is why everyone dislikes the sainz camp. no reason at all to disrespect charles and the team.
y/nusername: iâm literally sat next to charles celebrating over dinner but ok
user823: i love how she and carlos keep pretending charles likes them lol
y/nusername: somehow carlos, charles, everyone we know, and me are liars, but you people on the internet, who have never even met us, know the actual truth about the raging fight between c2
user463: iâm loving this y/n era, sheâs had ENOUGH đ
y/nusername: if not me, who? if not now, when? đš
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Albert Park Circuit, Melbourne
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carlossainz55: P1!! What a rollercoaster đ˘!! Special thank you to my biggest support, my lovely y/nusername đĽ°
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y/nusername: i got you always chili đĽšâ¤ď¸
user274: sainz supremacy!
y/nusername: period
user924: vile that he doesnât congratulate his teammate that let him win and condones his crazy ass girlfriendâs comments
y/nusername: yâall want me to chill and then comment shit like this. leave my bfâs post alone! also what is he gonna do ground me like a kid?
carlossainz55: Hermosa, calm down đ
y/nusername: shhh look away
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#f1#f1 au#f1 fanfic#f1 x reader#formula 1#f1 smau#f1 social media au#carlos sainz x you#carlos sainz au#carlos sainz x reader#carlos sainz imagine#carlos sainz social media au#carlos sainz smau
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Show You What Devotion Is â¤ď¸âđĽ
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female Reader
Genre: SMUT, fluff, MINORS DNI 18+
Word count:..... 12k...
Summary: After a lustful encounter on the jet, you and Spencer decide to try out a friends-with-benefits relationship. What you didn't expect was for his sex drive to be so high, and your need for him to lead you to his bed every night of the week.
Warnings: So many đ, oral (M and F receiving), public sex multiple times, multiple creampies, protection never mentioned, fingering, car sex, alcohol consumption, pet names, degradation, sir kink I think at some point, choking, mentions of spit and other bodily fluids, I'm sure there are more, too.
A/N: Well. Here it is. Big thank you to Jungkook for releasing the song that gave me this fic idea that I was fully convinced was just going to be a nice little song about the number seven. Here's my masterlist, and my requests and asks are open if you want to shout at me for writing 12,000 words of filth! Settle down somewhere comfy for this one đ Song inspo:
Monday
The jet was calm and quiet with just the two of you on it as you stretched yourself out over the seats, desperate to find a comfortable position to curl up in and find some sleep. You had been out the entire weekend on a death-row interview, and after three days of dealing with high security prison inmates and their guards, you were feeling a bit restless. You hated the feeling of being cooped up in there, even if you knew youâd be getting out eventually.
You were just thankful that theyâd sent you in the jet, because you sure as hell couldnât imagine driving back right now. And as your only company was Reid, who wasnât a fan of driving himself, especially over such long distances, it would have been a crappy end to an even crappier weekend. You looked up at the man now, and realised he was also trying his best to fall asleep, but he had a tense look on his face, and he was shifting in his seat, unable to get comfortable.
âCanât sleep either?â you asked him, finally accepting that you probably werenât going to get any relief any time soon. His eyes shot open, and he looked at you, finally registering that it was you that had spoken to him and not some figment of his imagination.
âSomething like that, yeah,â he said, and looked away, letting the silence fall over you again.
âDo you want to maybe play cards or something?â you asked hopefully, desperate to find something to do for the last hour of your flight. From everything youâd learned about the man opposite you in your six months as a member of the BAU, you knew it probably wasnât a good idea challenging him. But between being absolutely destroyed at cards and being caught in the discomfort of exhaustion with no ability to sleep, youâd choose the card games any day.
Besides, you could do with learning a little bit more about your coworker anyway. Despite earning your place on the team, and befriending most of the others pretty easily, Reid had always seemed a bit standoffish to you. He was always polite, of course, but the others had warned you that he didnât take well to change, and your addition to the team was a pretty notable change in your team dynamic.
You were now the youngest member of the team, and youâd been trained in press liaising as a part of your training at the academy, so you took on a different role from the others to allow JJ to get out into the field more now that she was officially an agent. It wasnât that you thought he disliked you, it was just that he needed to get used to you. Or at least that was what you were telling yourself.
It was why you were on the jet in the first palace, having asked Hotch for the opportunity to shadow Reid while he was working on the interview. Heâd given you a look when you lied that it was to gain more experience, but he didnât have anything against you trying to get Reid to warm up to you a little bit more, so he didnât complain, and let the two of you go. But you hadnât realised just how busy you would be with the work, and you hadnât exactly become the best of friends either.
âYou donât want to play cards with me, Y/N,â he replied coolly, not even looking at you.
âEmily said you usually try to swindle people when you first play cards with them, why arenât you trying that with me?â you asked, growing a little frustrated that your attempts were being blocked. Itâd been the same when youâd invited him out for a drink the night before, and when youâd asked if he wanted to share a takeout in your hotel room the night before that. Polite rejections and the feeling of incompetence that left you wondering if youâd done something wrong.
âYouâre too innocent for me to swindle, Y/N. Itâd be too easy.â
âThatâs pretty arrogant, donât you think?â As a last ditch attempt to get him to bite, you thought insulting him couldnât possibly hurt.
âShit, okay, one game, the cards are in the cupboard over there.â He acquiesced and nodded behind him to the small kitchenette at the end of the jet.
âWhy do I have to grab them, youâre closer?â you pouted a little bit, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, looking away again.
âYouâre the one who wanted to play,â he grumbled. Rolling your eyes you threw off the blanket youâd wrapped around yourself and stumbled over to grab the cards.
On your way back however, the plane lurched to the side and you stumbled, dropping the cards everywhere and falling straight into the lap of Doctor Spencer Reid. He tried to catch you in his arms, but youâre position made it difficult for him to help you further. Having fallen face first, your torso was now pressed into the seat next to him, the rest of your body bent over his knee as if he were getting ready to spank you any minute.
One of his hands was pinned under your body weight, and the other that had come out to steady you was gripping dangerously close to your chest, not exactly helping with the mental images you were already fighting.
âShit, Iâm sorry I think we hit some turbulence,â you winced and tried to standup, and he groaned at the loss of contact as you moved.
âFuck, Y/N,â he let out the curse as you stood up, but you werenât upright for long before your legs gave out underneath you, another lurch from the plane depositing you directly into his lap, your legs straddling either side of his and your chest pressed up against his. This closer position allowed you to feel more of him pressed against you, and your eyes widened in realisation.
âFuck, Spencer are you hard right now?â You groaned from on top of him, stilled by the realisaton. He scowled at you, again, and ran a hand through his hair.
âSorry, itâs just been a long weekend, and I couldnâtâŚâ he let out a frustrated sigh and you waited for him to continue, suddenly not so eager to get out of the embarrassing position.
âHave you been hard this entire time? Shit, thatâs why you didnât want to grab the playing cards, didnât want me to see you like that, right?â you could hear the grin in your voice, and you knew you were being risky but you couldnât help yourself.
âShut up, Y/L/N, I really donât need this right now,â he groaned out again, but made no move to push you off.
âOh, Iâm pretty sure I know what you need right now.â
âDonât fucking tease, Y/N, Iâm serious. Letâs just pretend that this never happened, okay?â His mouth was saying one thing, but you were pretty sure from the hands that were gripping your hips now that he wasnât exactly being the most honest with himself in that moment.
âWhat if IâŚ. helped you out?â you whispered it out almost silently, and Reidâs eyes snapped open to look at you.
âDonât joke with me right now, Y/N, it isnât funny and it isnât cute.â
âIâm not joking.â Your eyes locked and you didnât say anything else, content to watch him wage a war in his own mind, curious about which side would win.
âGet on your knees,â he said eventually, and you did, climbing out of his lap and kneeling next to his seat, your heart-beating out of your chest now. âGood girl.â
The heat pooled between your legs with those words, and you let out a small whimper as he popped the button on his pants. He pulled out his dick and you stared at it in wonder. You could see the precum shining on his tip as he gave it a few preliminary pumps, his mouth open as he finally found some relief.
You slid your hands up his legs and rested them on his thighs, watching his face and ready to pounce on him the moment he gave you the word.
âLook at you, desperate little whore. You want to suck me off that bad, baby?â he crooned at you, and you found yourself unable to answer.
âBet youâve been trying to do this all weekend. Trying to get me back to that hotel room of yours, trying to get me to drink with you, when what you really wanted was for me to stuff my cock down your throat, right?â
It was taking all of your willpower to not just reach your tongue out and lick your way up his shaft, now, your body practically begging for you to touch him.
âWell, go ahead princess. Go ahead and show me what a needy little whore you are.â You waited for no further instruction, wrapping your hand around the base of his cock and your tongue around the tip.
You played with it for a few seconds, giving him a few strokes while you waited to see his reactions. He grabbed a fist of your hair, making sure to push it away from your face so he could see exactly what you were doing at all times. With that, you started pushing your head down on more and more of him, seeing how far you could manage to get before hitting the back of your throat.
When you hit your max, you pulled off of him and did it again, starting to pick up pace as you worked your hands over the few inches that couldnt fit.
âFuck thatâs it, princess, just like that.â He moaned, not taking his eyes off you for even a second.
You bobbed your head up and down on him now, feeling yourself grow wetter and wetter with each noise he let out.
âSucking me off right here on the jet, such a little slut, arenât you?â he said down at you and you couldnât help the moan you let out around his cock, the vibrations causing him to tighten his grip on your hair and hiss out a curse.
âThatâs it keep going, just like that baby,â he whispered, his hand now starting to push you down a little further on his dick each time, his head thrown back in ecstasy. You knew he was getting close, and you were desperate to feel his cum down your throat.
âFuck, yes, just like that baby, just like that keep going.â The muscles in his legs were tense under your hand as you pushed your head down right to the base of his cock, stretching yourself past your limits and breathing him in deeply. After that, it was only a few more seconds until you could feel the hot spurts of cum hit the back of your throat.
You looked up at him through his orgasm, and you swore it was the best view youâd seen before in your life. His mouth was open in a moan, and the hand that wasnât controlling your movements was raked through his own tousled locks.
Eventually, he pulled you off of him, and you swallowed the remaining cum still inside your mouth, going as far as to catch the few drops spilling out with your fingertips and delicately lick it off, knowing he was back to watching your every move.
He pulled you up to a standing position, his eyes still locked on yours, and you could see he was getting ready to give you another instruction, to use you again to find his own pleasure. Before he had the chance though, an announcement on the PA system had him jumping as far away from you as possible.
âHey, sorry about that earlier turbulence folks. Weâre about ten minutes out of Quantico, so weâre about to descend. You know the drill, seatbelts, please.â The pilot was off the line as quickly as he came on it, and you were left in silence once more.
Fumbling with his pants, Reid put himself together again before guiding you into your seat and taking up his place again in the seat opposite.
âI didnât mean for it to end like this, shit we donât have time for me to return the favorâŚâ he seemed apologetic about that and you were finally snapped out of your daze.
âReid, you really donât have to do that⌠I just helped you out a little, is all.â
âNo, Iâm going to pay you back for this. I swear.â And there it was again, the pounding of your heart as he looked at you like that. You unintentionally clenched around nothing, your frustration almost doubling knowing there couldâve been more if youâd had more time.
âFeel free to say no, of course, but how do you feel about making this a regular thing?â you asked, your voice low, trying not to reveal how desperate you were to be under him right now, certain it would put him off.
âLike a⌠friends with benefits, thing?â He asked, his head perking up in curiosity.
âYeah. If you want.â You gulped down. âObviously, you can say no. Weâre coworkers, so it could become weird, but it could also be really convenient to have someone on cases to help you out if youâre ever, you knowâŚâ
âY/N, youâre rambling,â he smiled at you.
âI know, I really want you to say yes,â you admitted then immediately cursed your lack of filter.
âYes.â He said. And that was that.
Tuesday
To say that stepping off of the jet had bought you back down to reality would be an understatement. After parting from Spencer with a terse wave and a strained smile, youâd spent your entire commute home thinking youâd just fucked up in the most major way possible.
As far as you could tell, the man didnât even like being in your company and was just okay with you being his coworker, and then youâd suggested you give him a blow job on government property? Yeah, you were insane. That was the only possible explanation.
Needless to say, you got no sleep that night. You could only imagine how shitty you looked dragging yourself into the bullpen the next morning, coffee in hand and twitching like a rabbit that knew it was being followed by a wolf.
âGod, Y/N, you look like youâve been through hell and back. I thought you and Reid only went for an inmate interview?â Emily questioned you as soon as you stepped through the door.
âYeah, yeah, it was okay,â you squeaked out, not quite adept at hiding your emotions just yet. âI just didnât get much sleep is all. Shitty hotel beds, you know?â You smiled at her, and she nodded from experience.
âOh, tell me about it, this one time I was sharing a room with JJ and the metal springs in the mattress weâre just sticking out the top. Itâs a miracle these places make any money.â
âWell, they always have FBI Agents blasting through desperate for a room, I guess,â you joked with her half-heartedly, still feeling the tension in the room.
âWhat are you guys talking about?â He creeps up behind you to join the conversation, but you know itâs him. You turn around and finally get a look at him. Reid stood there, looking relaxed, with a small smirk on his face. His hands in his pants pockets, leaned back against Emilyâs desk next to his, effectively cutting off your route to your own desk behind him.
âY/N was telling me about the crappy motel you guys got lumped in this weekend. Bummer right?â
âI donât know, I slept just fine. You do look a little tense, Y/N,â he looked at you again, and you couldnât help the glare you shot at him. He was messing with you. The fucker was actually messing with you.
âI mustâve just pulled the short straw.â You send him a strained smile, trying to end the conversation there.
âYou shouldâve said something about it on the jet, I wouldâve let you rest instead.â You freeze then. Surely he wasnât going to reveal to the entire office, or at least to Emily, what the two of you did on the jet.
âYou didnât have to play cards with me, you know. I know how exhausting it can be to keep up with me. I have pretty good stamina.â This time you didnât hold back and you did shoot daggers at him, which only achieved bringing him one step closer to laughter.
âOoh, rookie mistake. Donât play with Reid, Y/N, heâll take you for all youâre worth.â Emily shot back before making her way to the kitchen area, content with the advice she had given.
âYeah, Iâll keep that in mind.â You mumbled, eyes still locked with Reidâs as you made to push past him. His hand brushed yours as you did, and you almost jumped at the contact. God, why was he doing this to you. Up until yesterday, he hadnât ever bothered to even look in your direction, and now he was making you dizzy at work and you didnât know how to deal with it.
The rest of the day you did your best to ignore him, and you really had to try. Everytime you went to grab yourself another drink, heâd trail along behind you, leaving you to make a U-turn to ask Morgan or Prentiss questions instead. If you went to get some files, heâd do the same, and you found yourself grabbing the wrong files in your haste to avoid talking to him again.
It was a ridiculous game of cat and mouse, and you knew that eventually he would catch up to you, and then you would have to come face to face with the man who had consumed your thoughts for the last 24 hours. In all honesty, you werenât sure if it was dread you were feeling or anticipation.
In the end, he resorted to a more direct method that you couldnât ignore.
âHey, Y/N, I need to discuss some of the files from this weekends interview, do you have five minutes?â he said it loud enough for those around you to hear, so there was no escape. You took a deep breath and acquiesced,
âGreat, letâs go grab the files and we can get started.â From all your self-defence training, you knew you should never let your assailant get you to a secondary location, but with him, you knew there was no escape. You let him guide you to the storage room, not even bothering to make small talk on the way down.
The door wasnât even closed before he turned on you and started talking.
âIf yesterday was bad for you, then we donât have to ever do it again, but if you keep ignoring me like that, theyâre going to realise that something is wrong.â
âTake a second to think about why Iâm ignoring you, Reid. Youâve practically been on top of me all day, I canât think when youâre around and I have work to do,â you whisper shout at him, even though theres no one in the file room heâs pulled you into.
âI wasnât on top of you, Iâd have enjoyed it very much had I been on top of you. Instead, Iâve been trailing behind you because you wonât talk to me.â He replied, shoulders lifting to his ears in his defense.
âDo you not want to do this anymore?â he asked you and you took in a sharp inhale of breath. He was giving you an out. You logically knew that you should take it, push down whatever it was you were feeling and pretend like yesterday had never happened. But all thoughts of doing just that left your head as he moved one step closer to you.
âSpencerâŚâ you whispered into the room, as he moved closer still, eventually coming to cage you in against the wall.
âDo you really not want me to repay you?â he moved his hands down your body, a ghost of a touch really, not at all enough for what you wanted and getting nowhere near where you needed.
âSpencer, we shouldnât be doing this at work. What if someone comes down here?â
âDoing what? Iâm just asking you a question.â He gripped your thighs and pulled you again him, and you could feel the length of him against your stomach. âAnd besides, that didnât matter to you yesterday.â
âFuck, SpencerâŚâ you groaned out, screwing your eyes shut. He trailed his hands further still and they finally found your ass over your skirt.
âI felt just as unsure about this earlier, you know. Thought it was going to create a weird tension in the office. Then you walked in this morning, wearing this skirt and suddenly I didnât care. Just needed to have you.â He pulls your leg up, pressing his in between your thighs before you can think of closing your legs in modesty.
âI just want to feel you, will you let me do that?â He whispers against your skin and you whimper as his lips ghost over you.
âYes, yes Spencer, pleaseâŚâ your brain shuts off and you give in, and suddenly he has your skirt around your waist and you tights and panties aorund your ankles in what seems like only a flash of a second.
âSo fucking perfect and obedient for me, arenât you, pet?â You whimper as he trails a finger along your sensitive clit, and you twitch as he begins his movements, rubbing slow circles into you.
âFuck, look at you, clenching around nothing. I was just going to come in here and make you cum on my fingers but youâre begging to be filled, arenât you, Princess?â He murmurs finally pushing on finger into you as he continues to to rub your clit with his thumb. You bury your head into his shoulder and try your best to muffle the disgusting moans dripping from your mouth as you plead with your coworker.
âWhat was that, pet? Youâre going to have to say it a bit louder, I canât hear you?â He picks up his pace and you can feel the tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to spill down your face.
âFuck me. Please, Reid.â Not removing his hand from between your legs, he unbuttons his pants and you see his cock again for the second time in two days. You canât believe you managed to get the entire thing down your throat yesterday. You stare at him with lust-clouded eyes, begging him silently.
âI havenât got a condom, princess. Are you on the pill?â He asks, giving himself a few terse strokes, too far from your reach to help out. You nod vigorously, unable to form actual words now and not trusting yourself to keep quiet as your anticipation builds.
âPerfect baby, now relax and Iâll take care of you, okay?â He gently pulled his hand away from your core, quickly replacing it with his pulsating cock, pushing in slowly and deep.
âSo tight for me, baby, you feel amazing.â He pauses for a second to allow you to adjust to his size, but all too soon heâs hammering into you, not caring to control his speed or his strength, just using you like heâs a man delirious with lust and you love it.
You clutch his shirt, and with each and every thrust you scream a little bit, unable to hold yourself back from the pleasure thats ripping through you. Youâre making so much noise that after a few minutes, he brings a hand to your mouth, closing it over you and effectively cutting off any noises you make from escaping.
âYou need to be quiet, honey, as much as I want to hear you, we donât need anyone to come around here asking questions.â But youâre too far gone to care, your judgement too clouded, your head and body too full of him and what heâs doing to you to care at all who knows about it. You know heâs right, but you just keep moaning into his hand until finally, your body canât take the stimulation anymore and you feel yourself tip over the edge, tightening around him as you ride out your high.
âFuck, thatâs it princess, Iâm gonna cum inside you, okay?â He says and you use what feels like the last of your strength to nod as you feel him shoot his load inside of you.
You donât know how long the two of you stay joined there, but the post-sex clarity hits you like a tonne of bricks again as he pulls out and you genuinely start questioning your sanity as he cleans you up and pulls your panties back up into the right position.
âShit Spencer, we canât do that again,â you say. âWhat if someone had caught us?â
âDonât say that as if you werenât just turned on by the very thought of that happening,â he shot back. âBut yes, weâre going to need some rules if weâre going to keep this up.â You nod at him, and the two of you make for the exit of the room, aware that youâd already been away for suspiciously long.
Luckily, your teammates are all too busy to notice that neither of you return with the files you went to look for.
Wednesday
The knock at your door was sharp and insistent, but you were tired so it took you a few minutes to cross your apartment to reach the door. You werenât sure what you were expecting to greet you there at 9pm on a wednesday evening, but it sure as hell wasnât Spencer Reid, looking a little damp from the rain.
âIâm glad youâre home. I thought you would be considering you told Penelope you had no plans when you left earlier, but there was always the possibility that you wouldnât be and then I would be stuck out here in the rain again and I wouldnât get to see you and I really needed to see you.â He got the jumble of words out as quickly as he could, not even leaving you enough time to say hello before he was rambling.
âSpencer, slow down. What are you doing here?â You asked, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Truthfully, youâd spent the last half an hour doing your best not to fall asleep on your couch as you tried to get some reading in, so you weren't exactly the best prepared for guests. Youâd rid yourself of your work clothes as soon as you reached your house, the discarded clothes still laying in a pile in your bedroom, and youâd changed into an oversized t-shirt youâd bought a few years ago that was becoming a bit threadbare with constant use.
âI thought we could talk.â He said and offered no further explanation. It was cold and you wrapped your arms around yourself, but the door was letting in the cold breeze that accompanied the rain so you moved aside and gestured for him to make himself at home.
He took stock of your apartment as he walked in and you felt so exposed as he started taking everything in. He was a profiler, a really good one at that, and he was looking now at your bookshelves, the pictures around your apartment, the little trinkets youâd collected over the years. You should have been squirming under the surveillance of it all, but you almost wanted to show him around, talk him through it all and show you every part of you that he hadnât seen yet. God, you mustâve been crazy.
âSo, what did you want to talk about?â you asked, returning to your seat on your couch and gesturing for Reid to sit down, too. He took up a chair on the opposite side of the room, sitting only on the edge of the seat, body tense and shoulders set in a tight line.
âUs. I thought itâd be best if we set some⌠ground rules you know. After yesterday and the jetâŚâ you sat up then, too and tried not to avoid looking at the mirror you knew was on your shelf, knowing that all youâd see was the crimson staining your face and wondering what he would learn from that.
âYeah⌠Yeah of course, we should talk about that. That sounds⌠smart, I think.â
âI did some research, and apparently we should start with setting boundaries. Things we wonât do, things that would make this easier for us.â
âRight, what kind of⌠boundaries were you thinking?â Your heart was beating out of your chest waiting for him to continue. The sex between you was so easy that you forgot that neither of you was the best at communicating with the other, that your brain seemed to switch off in his presence and refused to turn itself back on until youâd ended up underneath him.
âThere are certain things I wonât do in the bedroom. I donât like being choked and I donâtâŚâ he trailed off, his face going bright red, âI donât like not being in control.â He finally finished, looking very shy for a man who just admitted that he took an exclusively dominant role in the bedroom.
âThatâs fine with me. Just for the sake of transparency, Iâm okay with that. Choking that is. And not being dominant.â You tripped over your words, trying to convey your meaning.
âGreat, thatâs totally great.â You sat there in silence for a few seconds before he spoke again. âIs there anything you wonât do?â
âOh right,â you thought about it for a few seconds and then gave him your reply. âAs exciting as that was yesterday, I think we shouldnât be doing that in the office again. Iâm not⌠against public sex, but Iâd prefer not to get arrested for public indecency by one of our colleagues.â
He nodded vigorously and looked like he was about to say something else, but you continued.
âOther than that, Iâm pretty open. No threesomes though,â You blushed, trying to find the right words to use. âIf weâre going to do this, I donât really want to share you.â
âThatâs a good point. We should be exclusive for however long we do this for. The increased risk of attaining a sexually transmitted disease when actively engaging with two or more sexual partners is around 11%, so itâd be safer for us both to just use each other.â
The way he said it was so clinical that you almost flinched, but he didnât notice your reaction and kept going.
âIs that everything? No other objections?â You thought on his question for a few minutes, and then shook your head.
âNothing I can think of, but maybe we should keep checking in? Just in case, you know.â
âYeah, communication is really important in relationships.â He paused for a second, as if realising what he said. âNot that this is a relationship, in the traditional sense, but every human connection can be described as a relationship, so I guess this is a relationship as well. You know what I mean.â You laughed a little at him then, his over-explaination relaxing you a bit, glad you werenât the only one who was finding this situation unavoidably awkward.
âSpencer, calm down, I understand. Is that all you wanted to discuss?â You look at him with a smile, crossing and uncrossing your legs on the couch, finally falling back into a comfortable position. His eyes trailed down to your legs then, finally taking in your appearance. He raked his eyes up your bare legs, your t-shirt barely hitting the tops of your thighs, his gaze lingering there for a few seconds before he forced himself to meet your eyes again.
âI never did get to pay you back for your help, you know?â He licked his lips, and you felt your pussy clench in anticipation. If this was how you reacted to a simple question, you were well and truly fucked if you thought youâd ever be able to function correctly with him around.
âI said you didnât have to, remember?â You tried to keep your voice even and low, but your body was alert in anticipation now
âBut I want to. Will you let me?â He asked, finally moving himself off of the chair and walking over to you. He knelt at your feet and ran his hands up your still crossed legs, grabbing them and gently coaxing them open.
âPlease, princess, let me show you my appreciation.â he begged you and you nodded, giving in so easily to his pleas.
âUse your words.â He said, still letting you know who was in control of this situation, even if he was below you right now.
âYes, Spencer, yes, you can do it.â His hands were trailing up the inside of your leg now, sending goosebumps up your arms, and growing the pit of desire that was burning for him.
âDo what? You need to tell me exactly what you want, right princess? Isnât that what we discussed?â He placed a chaste kiss to your knee now and your body was begging you to just twine your hands in his hair and press him between your legs.
âSpencer, please use your tongue and make me cum,â you begged him, and his hands instantly moved to pull your panties down. Once heâd rid you of the garments, he hooked his arms under your thighs and pulled you into him, spreading your legs apart and finally looking at you.
âThis wet for me already, princess?â he smiled up at you, a devastatingly sweet smile from his devilish position. You whimpered slightly and he finally, finally lowered his head, extending his tongue and taking his first swipe at your core.
You grabbed at his hair then, but he pulled away, grabbed your hands and pinned them at either side at you with his own and then went down again, beginning to lick and suck at your centre once more.
When he reached your centre, it was all you could do not to buck up into his face, involuntarily fighting his grip so you could get closer still to his tongue, feel even more friction as he drew small circles, before closing his entire mouth around it and giving you all the attention you had been craving since your interruption two days ago.
You knew from your experience in the file room that Spencer was somewhat naturally gifted in the bedroom, but you put that mostly down to the fact that he was a good size and had pretty notable stamina. But now you realised he was probably the best you were ever going to get. Most men youâd been with hadnât even wanted to entertain the idea of giving you head, let alone begged you for the opportunity and then drinking you in like you were the last drop of water in the desert and he was a man parched with thirst.
You writhed and moaned into him, feeling your orgasm gain on you as you felt his pace pick up. Looking down at him and catching his eye was the last thing you could do before your eyes rolled back in pleasure, the smile in his eyes so bright, enjoying having you on his tongue so much that you couldnât handle it anymore.
He didnât pull off of you immediately, letting you ride his face through your orgasm, your thighs squeazing him slightly before he let go of his grip on your hands and pulled himself away from you. You gasped for breath on the sofa, still softly twitching in pleasure, as he lifted himself off the ground.
âYou did so good, princess,â he said patting your head, and you became instantly aware of the painful erection he was sporting through his pants, face to face with it now he was standing up. You opened your mouth, readying yourself to ask for more of him when you heard a phone ring from the other side of the room.
You didnât recognise the ringtone, but it seemed like Reid did, as he dropped a curse and quickly moved himself back to the chair heâd previously occupied and picked it up quickly.
âHotch, what is it?â Spencer murmured into the line, and with that you knew you werenât getting anything else that night. After a short conversation, Reid hung up, and turned to you again.
âWeâve got a case. Youâll probably get the call in a few minutes. We didnât discuss this earlier, but itâs best if no one else finds out about this.â He said, gathering all of his things, as you covered yourself again. You made to pull your panties up your legs again, but he got to them first.
âNo, these are mine now.â He said, so confidently that you just nodded, slightly dumbfounded, and did your best to not pull him back over you again. You were seriously contemplating it, seeing how quickly you could make him cum when another phone rang, and you recognised it as your own.
He petted your hair again, grabbed the last of his things and stuffed your panties inside of his jacket pocket, and said a final goodnight, leaving you to answer the phone alone in your apartment. You sat there subdued in the moment as you realised you were in love with the man, and couldnât do a thing about it.
You were in love with him, and he hadnât even once kissed you.
Thursday
Alaska. The case had taken you all the way to Alaska, and you were suddenly desperate to get back to the rain youâd left behind in Virginia. You were cold and the wetness had seeped into your body from the day traipsing around the dumpsite of your newest unsub and your motel room was cold and you were miserable.
Your motel was small, but still large enough to afford each of you your own room, considering there was no one else passing through town at this time of the year, so you didnât feel bad about turning your light back on at 2am and grabbing the book off your nightstand, hoping it would help lull you to sleep.
Not even five words into the page, a quiet knock interrupted the unending quiet, faint but recognisable from when heâd knocked on your door only the previous night. Your heart raced as you moved to the door and you opened it for him quickly.
âHi,â you said as you saw him there, looking just as cold as you felt.
âHey. My room was cold, and I saw your light onâŚâ he whispered, letting his voice trail off. You opened the door for him and he came in quickly, not waiting to risk anyone seeing the two of you, even if it was the middle of the night.
âYeah, itâs not just you. Iâm one cool draft away from piling all of my luggage over me and hoping it helps me warm up. Youâd think theyâd have extra blankets or something.â
âOh, Iâm sure they did, I saw Prentiss walking up to her room with a pile earlier,â he laughed and you laughed with him, his smile infectious and the temperature leaving you deliriously sleepy.
âYou know, we could probably get warm if we got in together,â he suggested, and before he could explain the science behind it, you jumped at the idea.
âYes, please, Iâm willing to try anything right now.â You dove back under the covers, still wrapped in your fluffy pajamas, lifting up the covers to let him under too. He climbed in after you, and for a second you were wondering if he was just going to lie beside you for a while and then leave when he was warm enough. He quashed those thoughts the second he put his head on the pillow next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him, holding you as if you were a teddy bear.
You couldnât help the giggle that escaped your mouth as his breath tickled the back of your neck, huddling closer into him until your legs were tangled and your chests were flush against each other.
âStop giggling and get some sleep,â he whispered down at you through a smile, his eyes closed, unaware of the look of adoration you couldnât wipe from your face.
âYou know if we really wanted to huddle for warmth, skin-to-skin contact would be much more effective,â you teased him, and he groaned into you, gripping you that much tighter.
âDo not tempt me, Y/N. Itâs 2am and weâre working a case, we need some sleep,â he whispered down at you, but you were enjoying teasing him, so you continued, unrelenting.
âIt didnât take us very long any of the other times, Spencer,â you burrowed your head into his neck so he couldnât see you as you knew he was about to react to your challenge.
âYouâre a brat, you know that right?â he sighed, looking down at the top of your head and waiting for you to meet his eyes, but you just nodded into him, and he rolled his eyes and fell back into a comfortable position, but the insinuation in your words stuck to him. You felt him shift next to you, and started slowly trailing your hand down his chest.
âUnless you really want to be working this case tomorrow on one hour of sleep, Iâd suggest you stop this before you canât anymore,â he growled into your ear.
âI think Iâll take my chances, you say, your hand finally reaching his waistband and snapping it against his skin once, showing him exactly what it was you wanted. He grabbed your hands to stop your movements, but from the way he shifted his weight, you could feel that heâd already taken your words to heart.
âSo fucking desperate for it, canât even leave you alone for twenty-four hours before youâre sticking your hands in my pants, huh, princess?â His voice was a low grumble in your ear, and that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach was back.
âWell, Iâm tired tonight, so how about you show me just how much you want this?â He rolled you over, still pinning your hands with one of his larger ones, and started rolling your pajamas down your legs, just enough to access your pussy.
âTouch yourself, baby, get yourself ready for me,â he let go of your hands now and even in the dark you knew he would be watching your every movement. Lying on your side, you moved one hand down to your clit, beginning to rub slow circles into yourself, letting little gasps and moans escape from your mouth for his benefit.
After a few minutes of touching yourself, getting yourself ready, you reached behind you to Reidâs crotch, fumbling for a second before finally grabbing his dick through his pajamas. He didnât make a sound in protest, so you continued, stroking his half hard dick until he was fully erect for you.
You gathered some of your wetness on your fingers and pushed two of them inside your pussy, stretching yourself out, beginning to synchronise your two hands so youâd both feel the pleasure together. Spencer was still frustratingly silent, not even moving further than he needed to to allow you better access. Desperate for his attention, you decide to tease him a little bit.
âDo you like that, sir?â You feel his dick twitch in your hand, and throwing a glance over your shoulder, you can see that his jaw is clenched. You panic for a second, thinking maybe he wasnât into the pet name youâd just dropped from your lips, but he finally responds.
âYou just keep working hard to make me happy, princess, okay?â He says and you grin in triumph.
âYes, sir.â You respond. Instead of picking up your pace, you decide youâve gone long enough without him inside you so you release him and pull your fingers out of your pussy, licking your juices off your fingers. You push your ass back into position again, lining his tip up with your core as you reach behind you to grab the base of his dick and finally feel him enter you.
Unlike the first time heâd been in you, you didnât want this to end fast. You wanted to feel him filling you up forever, hold him inside of you. You started thrusting back in torurously slow movements, letting him get so far out of you that he feared he was going to fall out and then pushing yourself back on so deep there was nowhere else he could go.
Refusing to pick up the pace, you continue your movements for the next few minutes, but you feel him growing restless beside you. He lets out little hisses each time he feels the cold on his skin, and heâs breathing deeply, hands bawled into the sheets so he doesnât touch you like he promised he wouldnât.
But this feels too much like giving you control, so he starts talking to you again, trying to tease more movement out of you.
âSo content to be filled with my cock, huh, baby? You want to savor it, right?â You whimper at every question, the feeling of him inside you and his gravelly voice driving you insane.
âSuch a little whore, using my dick to get off when you should be sleeping.â Your pace increased after that, your body desperate to show him how eager you were to be taking all of him inside you.
âOh? Thought you wanted to keep it slow tonight, slut, youâre getting sloppier.â You were pushing back fervently now, desperate for release, begging him for more and more until you couldnât take it. Reaching back, you grabbed one of his hands and placed it over your breast, silently begging him to take control.
âShould I give my little whore what she wants?â You simply moaned in reply, unable to do anything else. But that was all he needed and he started matching your thrusts with his own, forcing your pace to increase until your vision was blurry with need.
You were hanging on by a thread now, his fingers rolling the nipple of the breast in his hand around, pinching it hard every few strokes.
âSpencer, Iâm going to cum, Iâm going to cum, please, please, pleaseâŚâ you had no idea what you were begging him for, but it seemed like he did, unrelenting in his thrusts.
âItâs okay baby, you can do it. You have my permission.â Once again, you came undone in his arms, and he wasnât far behind. You fell asleep there in his arms, not even bothering to clean yourself off or make him pull out, just the two of you holding each other on a cold night.
When you woke up, he was gone, and even though you knew it was what was best, you still felt a little crack in your heart start to form.
Friday
It had been over a week since Spencer had sneaked into your room in Alaska and he hadnât touched you since. With the case in full swing, you hadnât had the time to sneak off together, and the hotel had since fixed their heating system after a few timely complaints from Rossi and Prentiss, so you had no excuses to gravitate to each other either.
You were back from Alaska now though, and stuffed into a booth at your favorite bar with your team for a post-case celebration. The booth was round, and you were stuck in the middle with nowhere to move, flanked on either side by Morgan and JJ, who respectively had Reid and Prentiss on either side of them, Garcia, currently at the bar, rounding out the bunch.
âOkay, one round of shots for my favorite team of Special Supervisory Agents, and the Good Doctor of course - do not try to back out of this, itâs happening.â Garcia returned with six shots of tequila and you winced. Youâd never drank tequila and come out unscathed.
âPenelope I love you, but you know what tequila does to me,â you groan, trying to blink back the memories of the last time the poison had passed your lips. Youâd been out on a girls night out, and after a few rounds of tequila and not a care in the world, youâd started answering any and every question the girls had put to you like you were under the influence of a truth serum.
âExactly, sweetie, and itâs because I know that I want you to drink up, youâve been secretive these last couple of days and I want to get to the bottom of it.â
âWhat happens when you drink, Y/N?â Reid asked. You could heart the curiosity in his voice, and like everytime youâd felt his attention on you in the last week and a half, your chest thumped painfully, trying to burst from your chest and reach out to him.
âOh, it was hilarious. She was a venerable chatterbox, and she was so open with her opinions on everything. She was answering every question with the cutest sincerity.â Garcia filled him in on the details and you wanted to melt into the couch.
âWe asked her what drink she wanted next and she monologued for ten minutes about some of the different choices on the menu and whether she thought they would taste good.â JJ continued.
âAnd when we asked more probing questions, sheâd start by saying âIâm only telling you this because itâs you three and I love you,ââ Emily finished for them.
Thankfully, the three of them had noticed that you were quite a bit past it that day, and that they shouldnât be really asking you anything inappropriate that youâd regret answering. You were especially thankful for it now though, as you could only imagine the things youâd say about Reid if your tongue loosened. About how he felt when he was inside you, about how heâd given you the best orgasm of your life, about how you were in love with him and afraid that if you told him youâd never have him in your arms again.
âOne shot wonât hurt, Y/N. You had like five last time before you started spouting wisdom, whatâs the worst that one could do?â You sighed, knowing that you couldnât say no to Penelope Garcia, and thinking that maybe you didnât even want to.
âOkay, one shot, and no more.â You grabbed the salt and the lime, got ready for your shot as the others did the same, and then with one quick tip up, it was burning a trail down your throat.
âGreat, now that thatâs finished, Iâm going to get us some real drinks, any requests?â After a few shouts for beers and cocktails, Prentiss left the table and went to order the next round.
âHow about a game?â Garcia suggested innocently enough, âmaybe two truths, one lie? Truth or dare?â You rolled your eyes at her probing, knowing that she only had good intentions. Sheâd checked in on you a few times during your time in Alaska as well, after you started moping about the loss of Reid in your bed. It had only been the fact that heâd made you promise to keep your relationship to yourselves that had stopped you from spilling everything to Garcia the morning you woke up and realised he was gone.
âBaby girl, youâre scaring the kid,â Morgan laughed from his place at your side, and you breathed a sigh of relief, until he opened his mouth again. âThat being said, is there something you need to get off your chest, Y/N? Youâve been acting all sad recently.â
âIâm fine! Totally fine, just not getting enough sleep, I think.â
âOh, is it nightmares? Weâve all had them, I think itâs part of the job description now.â Emily returned with the drinks and latched on to the end of your conversation.
âNot nightmares, mostly dreams if Iâm being honest,â you sighed out, unable to catch yourself as she handed you your drink. You cursed yourself as you looked up to see the grin on her face.
âY/N Y/L/N, are you telling me that youâve been running on minimum hours of sleep because youâve been getting some action?â Whenever Emily full-named you, you felt like a little kid being pulled into a principal's office. You gulped and sent her a panicked look, unable to deny but not wanting to say another word. From the corner of your eye, you tried to catch Reidâs reaction to all of this. He was nursing his drink on the sidelines, not saying anything, but a small twitch in the corner of his mouth filled in the gaps for him.
âOh, thatâs my girl.â Emily whistled at you from the other side of the table, and for the next half hour you did your best to melt into the table and not make eye-contact with Reid.
Eventually, Morgan made his way to the bar to start flirting with some girls, and JJ, Emily and Prentiss made their way to the dancefloor, leaving you and Reid alone at the table. Theyâd tried to convince you to get up with them, but youâd convinced them to leave you behind, with promises to join them shortly.
âSo, youâre a truthful drunk, then?â Reid asked. Heâd moved closer to you when Morgan had exited the booth, but not close enough to draw anyone's attention. Now with the girls gone too, he took his chances and pushed up against your side, your thighs touching, and his arm resting on the back of the booth.
âDonât start, I barely survived that with my life, Reid, now they think Iâm seeing someone,â you groaned into your hands.
âYou are seeing someone. Granted itâs just me, and its not what they thinkâŚâ he trailed off, still staring at you with that smile on his lips, but you barely noticed burying your head further into your hands. It was almost infuriating that he didnât know that heâd never be âjustâ anything to you.
âNot helping, Reid.â He chuckled and took another swig of his drink. Obviously the alcohol was starting to have some effect on him, because when he returned his glass to his coaster, the hand that was holding it fell directly onto your thigh. With his other arm practically wrapped around your shoulders, and this movement now, you could only imagine that the two of you looked like a couple having an intimate discussion to anyone walking past.
âWhat are you doing, Spencer?â You panic a bit, worrying that any second a coworker of yours would catch sight of the two of you and realise just who youâd been dreaming about these past few days. But your back was to the booth and it wasnât in their line of sight at all.
âOh, itâs Spencer again, is it? Thought you liked calling me sir,â he whispered in your ear and the feeling of his hot breath on your neck was enough to disable the brain cells that remained.
âSpencer!â You hissed under your breath at him, the heat rising in your cheeks. âCan we not do this here?â You asked, exasperated.
âWould you prefer to do this at my apartment, or yours instead? Or your car is outside, if you just want to get straight to it.â You werenât used to this from him. Sure he was dominant when you were in the middle of the act, but before and after he was almost ten times more awkward than usual. But with a bit of liquid courage, heâd had you trapped in a corner, unable to escape, and not caring who saw you.
âSpencer, theyâre going to see us. That was the rule, they canât see us.â You whispered in a low voice, not wanting to take it any higher, despite the pounding music in the bar.
âAnd they wonât but you need to answer me baby, my place, your place or your car?â Your heart-race picked up as you saw the serious expression on his face. He needed this. Needed you so badly, that he couldnât even wait for a natural exit, needing to carry you off to the nearest convenient location and have his way with you. You realised in that moment that you would drop anything just to give him what he needed.
âCar.â You said, letting go of your worries, and just letting him take care of the situation.
âPerfect, princess. Now, youâre going to lean on my arm and act like you have a headache while I go and make our excuses to the others, okay? Do not say a word, and maybe Iâll give you a nice reward, how does that sound?â You nodded vigorously at his instructions, suddenly very excited for whatever he had in store for you.
You stumbled your way to the dancefloor, tracking down Garcia and the others as Spencer informed them of your condition. The three of them tried to ask you questions, but you were sure that Spencer was serious about that reward, so you kept your mouth shut, leaning against Reid innocently and just nodding your head at the appropriate times. Morgan was still chatting at the bar, and Reid gave him a nod on the way out, knowing that heâd soon be filled in as well, and you were suddenly out the door.
âGood job, princess, you did so good for me in there.â He cooed into your ear as he guided you back to your own car. Unlocking the doors, he threw your bag into the front seats and immediately climbed into the back, pulling you along with him by your hand.
He pulled you over him, making you straddle him. You knew he wasnât going to take his time with you, not here, but that didnât matter. You needed it just as much as he did. You wondered for a second if his reward was going to finally be him pressing his lips to yours. Youâd changed into a short skirt before joining your friends at a bar, that material so tight over your ass and thighs that in your new position, he didnât even have to move it out of the way to gain access to you, having already ridden up all the way to your stomach.
âSo beautiful baby. If you need to stop for whatever reason, you need to tap my shoulder here two times, okay?â You were confused about the introduction of a new safety gesture, but when he wrapped one of his hands around your neck and squeezed just as he starting rubbing your soaking cunt you suddenly realised it was necessary.
The strong grip on your throat was limiting your breath, the lack of oxygen you were getting intensifying every stroke he made. It was only a few minutes before he was pushing a finger into you, and beginning to pump it in and out quickly. You grabbed at the arm attached to your throat, using it for balance as you used your remaining energy to grind down desperately into his hand. He stilled his movements then, letting you use his hand to get off, humping yourself into him like a bitch in heat.
âYou said you liked this, but if Iâd have known you meant this much, Iâd have done this much sooner.â He tightened his grip around your throat a little bit, still doing his best not to hurt you. You were seeing stars now, the car windows were fogged up from your desperate pants, and you were so close to just finishing right there on his hand.
You felt your vision go black as you finally tipped over the edge, tapping his shoulder quickly as you felt your orgasm rip through you. He instantly let go of you and caught you in his arms, wrapping them around you, and instantly doing everything to make sure you were okay.
âWhatâs wrong, are you okay? Did I squeeze too hard?â There was a panic in his tone, but you let your breathing even out before you replied, content with the feeling of him stroking your hair as your head rested against his chest.
âItâs okay, Spencer, it was just getting a little bit too intense for me, is allâŚâ you let out a small yawn then and nuzzled into him in the backseat, your eyes drooping closed.
âPrincess, Iâm going to get you home now, okay? No more tonight.â He whispered sweetly into your hair, as you fell asleep in his arms once again. The last thing you felt before you fell under was his lips press a sweet kiss to the top of your head.
Saturday
When you woke up again, you knew you were in his arms, and your heart practically sang at the contact. Your eyes opened and there he was, next to you in your bed, face inches from yours, arms wrapped tightly around you and legs tangled in yours.
You stared at him for a few moments, not wanting to wake him and shatter the peace with awkward exits, not wanting to distance yourself from him for even a second. Your eyes drank all of him in. His messy hair, his long, delicate eyelashes, his lips. You found yourself staring at them for more than a few moments.
What would they feel like pressed into yours? You tried to bury the thought, but you just couldnât. He was asleep, and youâd not talked about kissing when youâd discussed things you wouldnât do. It was human nature to be curious, but the need to know him, to experience him and everything he had was consuming you from the inside, and you couldnât help yourself.
Just as you were about to let your impulses control your movements and press a kiss to his lips, you felt him stir next to you, instantly snapping your eyes shut and laying as still as possible as he roused himself from sleep.
You felt him shift, but you could hear nothing over the sound of your heart beating in your ears. Did he know you were awake? Was he going to leave without waking you? Was he going to try to wake you up?
You felt his fingers against your cheek now, tracing a faint line down your face, and then he did something unexpected, and he cupped your face in his hand, and you felt him growing closer and closer until you felt the softest of touches against your lips and realised that he was finally kissing you.
Completely forgetting you were supposed to be asleep, you responded to his kiss, angling your head to better match his and pushing your lips back into his as he made to depart, encouraging him to keep going. He did, with each connection of your lips growing more and more passionate and loving, and like if he was given the chance heâd never stop holding you there in that moment. He only pulled away when he ran out of breath, and you were thankful that he did, as when you opened your eyes, the sight of him robbed you of yours too.
âGood morning, princess.â He whispered, tenderly, letting his forehead come to rest on yours, pressing another chaste kiss to your nose as he did so, and drawing out a giggle from you.
âGood morning, Spencer.â He drops another kiss to your lips then, almost as if now that heâs started he canât stop.
âSpencer, please, why are you so touchy this morning?â you giggle up at him between kisses.
âI donât know, you just looked so beautiful, is that a crime?â He smiles at you agan, continuing his kisses down your neck.
âWeâve never kissed before,â you vocalise your fear, and he stopped his movements before you could rush to backtrack.
âWe havenât? Oh god, we havenât,â his eyes go wide as he looks down at you, his expression mirroring yours. âShit, Iâm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I just assumed after everything these past two weeks that weâd kissed at some point.â
âNo, no, itâs okay, donât apologise,â you try to speak, but he keeps going, rushing to get the words out all at once.
âI think I was misremembering kissing you, maybe I thought my dreams were real or something, so if I overstepped a boundary or something about this makes you uncomfortable, say the word and Iâll never do it again.â There was a ringing in your ears as you took in his words.
âYou dreamed about kissing me?â you asked in a whisper, almost scared to hear the answer. He struggled to find the right words to say for a moment, but then he nodded.
âI thought youâd have guessed by now from my enthusiasm about all of this,â he replied, still holding you, his hands hot on your waist.
âWait, Spencer, for how long?â
âPromise you wonât be freaked out?â He groaned, looking like heâd rather bury his face in your pillows than admit what he was about tp.
âI promise, now spill.â
âSince you joined the team. Like since the exact second. I saw you when you walked in and it was like a bomb went off in my head or something, and I had to avoid you for most of that first day so you didnât notice I was being a creep and just imagining what it would feel like to kiss you.â The grin on your face grew with each of his words, hope sprouting there and taking root.
âGod, Spencer, I thought you were uncomfortable around me. I thought you hated me a little because I threw off the group dynamic!â you laughed at your own stupidity now, raking a hand through your hair as his behaviour became more understandable, now.
âNo, god no. It does take me a little bit of time to warm up to change, Iâll admit, but by the end of the first week, the change I was imagining what our kids would look like.â You froze with his words, and the roots in your heart grew deeper, twining around themselves and holding you with a fervid strength.
âKids?â was the only word you managed to gasp out, as Spencer realised what heâd said.
âFuck⌠That is, I didnât mean to⌠It was just a stupid thought, if you donât feel the same way, itâs totally fine.â
âFeel what way, Spencer?â you had to hear it from his lips, had to hear the words you so desperately needed.
âY/N, you have to know by now that Iâm obsessed with you. I canât get enough of you, Iâve been following you around like a lost puppy for the last two weeks. Iâm completely devoted to you, Y/N. I love you.â The flower in your chest bloomed, and the tears from your eyes spilled to water it.
âDonât cry, please donât cry,â he kissed the tears away from your cheeks, happy to continue showing you his adoration from earlier, but you pulled him away, needing to look him in the eye when you said it.
âSpencer, I love you, too. Maybe I didnât realise as soon as you did, but somewhere in my subconscious I was so aware of you, I wanted your approval so badly, wanted you to smile and laugh with me the way you were with the rest of the team. Iâve spent this last week with the words stuck in my throat because I thought you couldnât possibly feel the same, because Spencer you deserve all the love in the world.â Your tears were free flowing now, with your confession, and you could see some moisture forming in his as well.
The two of you didnât need to say anything more after that, your lips doing all the communicating for you.
These kisses were different, so much deeper, more romantic, more needy. He moved his leg over you and pressed some of his weight down into you, wrapping you in his warmth. He pulled away from your lips to continue further down your neck. Each time he pulled away, he whispered a confession into your skin.
âSpencer, I want to feel you inside of me, please.â You moaned into his touch, and he quickly agreed. Now that you two knew you had each other, you wanted to waste no time. He was hard already, having woken up with the perfect reason to hold you. He carefully lifted your legs up and apart, giving himself all the space he needed to make love to you.
âGod, youâre so perfect for me,â he said, pausing to spit down on your pussy, spreading the wetness with his heavy cock. He sat there rubbing himself against you for a few minutes, his lips having reconnected with yours, swallowing every moan you made, along with any he couldnât control from himself.
The two of you were so lost in each other, in the moment, that it felt like it lasted forever. With one last rub to your sensitive areas, he lined himself up with your hole, and slowly lowered himself in. Encouraging you to hold your knees up into a tighter position, he grabbed your hips and began setting a relentless pace. It wasnât the slow sensual fuck from your motel room, or even the hard and fast mess of your first time in the file room, but somewhere in the middle. You could feel the passion and the love he held for you in his kisses, and the lust you had cultivated over the weeks in each thrust, and it was driving you absolutely crazy.
âYes, Spencer just like that, fuck,â you moaned out when he finally moved away from your lips, pressing his mouth into your neck again and biting down. It wasnât hard enough to break the skin, but just hard enough that the pain heightened your pleasure.
With each thrust, your arms became weaker and weaker, your legs shaking furiously as he gave you all of him.
âCome on baby, just a few more, you can hold out for a few more,â he whispered in your ear, licking and sucking at the place heâd left his bite mark.
âI donât think I can, I donât think I can for musch longer, Spencer, please,â you whimpered your arms falling away from your legs. He replaced yours with his, pushing your body further into the bed, doing all the work and letting you just experience it.
âOkay, baby, you did great, you think you can come on my cock now, baby?â He asked and you immediately nodded, feeling the tell-tale bubbling of your orgasm beginning to rush through you. Your whole body stiffened as you screamed, his pace unrelenting as he rode you through the orgasm. He moved one hand down to your clit, rubbing you through it and keeping you sensitive, and even though youâd just had one of the most powerful orgasms of your life, you knew he meant to make you do it again.
âThatâs my girl, taking me so well. I love you, sweetie, youâre doing so perfect for me,â you gasped and moaned into his ear, unable to think for the twitching in your cunt, driven slowly insane by the sensitivity.
âIâm almost there, baby, gonna fill your cunt with my seed.â He grunted in your ear, grabbing either side of your neck in his hands, resting his forehead against yours and thrusting harder and harder into you. You felt the second wave start to hit then, more drawn out than the first as he did his best to breed you, to plant himself firmly inside of you. He lasted only a few more thrusts before his hips stilled, bottomed out inside of you, and you felt rope after rope of his cum spurt into you.
âFuck, princess, I love you.â He pressed another quick kiss y=to your lips, but you were whimpering from the continued contact now, and he quickly pulled out. He stopped to watch his cum drip out of you, knowing that heâd fully claimed you now, that you were his forever, and, resisting the urge to push into you again, left to grab something to clean you up with.
You laid there, gently coaxing your legs back into a comfortable position until he came back. He cleaned you up, bundled you up in some fresh pajamas, and returned you to the bed, wrapping you up in his arms once again, almost as if nothing had happened.
âItâs saturday, so we can just relax for the rest of the day, okay, princess?â You hid your face in his chest and nodded your approval, gently shutting out the rest of the world. It was you and him now, everyday of the week it was you and him.
Sunday
After two weeks of constant attention, you had to set a boundary with your new boyfriend very quickly, and you chose breakfast on the sunday morning to do it.
âSpencer, you know I love you, right?â you opened the conversation, filling up his coffee mug as he set the small table in the corner of your kitchen.
âYes, you said it 246 times yesterday. I said it 274 times, but whose keeping count, right?â You laughed at him, and pulled him into a hug quickly, pressing a chaste kiss onto his lips.
âI love you, but we need to talk again.â You smiled up at him, trying your best to keep your poker face as you threatened to crack seeing his eyebrows knit together.
âDid I do something wrong?â he quickly asked, but you stroked his hair reassuringly, signaling for him to just listen to you.
âI really like my job, you know. I like working out in the field.â You smiled up at him, watching his confusion deepen.
âBut if you keep fucking me like Iâm a little whore everyday of the week, itâs only going to be a matter of time until I canât walk, you know?â
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one piece social media + dating feat: kid
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_ynln: kid waiting patiently infront of the den den mushi
13 mins until the @/dominicfike album releases!!!
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Ok but how are the crazy f1 dads with their daughters dating? Who on the grid do they like?
oof this is a loaded ask bc they really are all out of it đ they just love their babies fr
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dad! kimi | growing up räikkÜnen!
FIRST OF ALL kimi doesnât really vibe with most people in general, let alone anyone whoâs trying to get with his little lumienkeli. kimi was lucky to raise a little girl similar to him, who listens when he places a no dating rule lasting until sheâs 21 (as far as he knows anyways). despises the guys on the grid trying to get with her; he was one of them once so he thinks of them as animals, especially leclerc whoâs known for his brow-raising dating life. also hates pierre but he already didnât fw him bc heâs french. he is SLIGHTLY more easy going with women around his daughter so any grid guys with girlfriends might have an advantage. he finds that he wants the im-a-dog-and-ill-do-whatever-my-girl-says type for his daughter, but he dislikes unintelligence. he does not like anyone on the grid, but he best tolerates:
mick schumacher!
oscar piastri (+lily)
he vibes with kika okay but hates pierre đ
bonus! he actually really likes max but his hate/distrust for jos overpowers that so heâs not letting that happen
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dad! jenson | growing up button!
OK SO JENSON is a bit less intense than kimi, however he is much more publicly affectionate with his daughter which means that he has definitely gone on public rants about how no man is good wen enough for his baby. that being said, he is a decent judge of character so he doesnât hate anyone on the grid. but he gets real serious when he notices people hitting on his baby. this is mostly bc he was def a whore when he was younger so he isnât quick to trust guys who are living the same lifestyle he was. he kind of turns on dad-mode when he notices anyone eyeing her up. but alas, he raised his own mini-me, who attracts just about everyone, and who likes to flirt back. it takes warming up to, but he can see himself fine with most of the drivers. he most prefers people who are friendly and who didnât act like him when he was in f1 like:
george russel
daniel ricciardo
lando norris
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dad! fernando | growing up alonso!
NANDO IS DEFINITELY one of those guys who thinks heâs a âcool dadâ bc heâs a young father and his daughter is his best friend. but in reality heâs one of those intense, fiercely overprotective dads who have impossibly high expectations for his daughters partner. 100% the type to punch a mechanic for saying gross things about his princesa. heâll be calm and in a good mood then someone on the grid (or any man ever) mentions his daughter and heâs like đ. UNLESS! itâs carlos. carlos is the only one who meets his standards, sorry to literally everyone else. but even with carlos, he can be a little stern just to get his point across about not messing with his only child. he just feels the need to personally approve of his daughterâs partner bc heâs hyper-paranoid about someone hurting her. his list looks something like:
carlos sainz!!!
thatâs it
i mean if you put a gun to his head maybe max bc heâs a winner but he needs to learn to speak spanish so-
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dad! jos | growing up verstappen! unfortunately
FUCK JOS VERSTAPPEN obviously, however this man is one crazy dad who we have to discuss. his love for his youngest daughter is wild and unpredictable, and itâs very different from the way he treats his other children. his baby has some extreme one-sided beef with him that heâs smart enough to know about, so he isnât too forceful about bonding, itâs definitely more desperate since max found success in f1 and she sticks with her big brother now. her entire life, heâs never allowed her to date, and when he found out about her first secret bf, he got arrested for trying to kill the kid so. he has IMPOSSIBLY high standards for his daughters partner and definitely wants her to marry within the f1 community, but he hates losers and despises half the grid.
suddenly heâs charles leclercâs biggest fan !
lewis hamilton but heâll never admit it
MAYBE carlos sainz
bonus! max obvi likes daniel ricciardo best but jos doesnât fw him like that
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Ren
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I contemplated a lot whether to reblog that post because i think most of it was wrong, but the addition is so great and refute pretty much everything while raising some amazing points so if i could reblog only the addition without the original posts i would.
Itâs just funny to me how every time i see ppl âhere are Marikaâs crimesâ they list like 50% is what she actually did, and the other 50% are things that either was during Radagon time (when Marika couldnât even have a proper statue that depict her as being the one in control), done by some other guys, or after she got strung up inside the Erdtree. Yâknow, literally impaled and knocked out cold ?
The ritual sword and shield talisman (which depict sword and shield of Crucible Knights too btw) pointed at Radagonâs face to say by his time, all ritual combats in honour of the Erdtree had died out, but in LoS it was maintained and Messmer even had a talisman of Godfrey in his castle. A talisman depicting Godfrey accepting the duty to be his Motherâs Lord. Without wavering.
The ritual combat is just another thing that will remind people of the first Elden Lordâs devotion to his Goddess, which would do Radagon no good. so that, along with the Crucible Knights, gotta go.
All this just show how by Radagonâs time, the Golden Orderâs ideal no longer reflects the Erdtreeâs - another testament at how far from each other his and Marikaâs will have diverged.
Also, i really like the fact that the Zamor and Ice Dragons allied with Marika to fight the Fire Giants who had chased them from their home, because to me that means at the start of her age, Marika was extending her help to people who needed it (with ulterior motives, yes).
Her age wasnât built in a vacuum. She was a healer Godling with no offensive spells, Messmerâs health just got a bit better, Godfrey with all the implications in SoTe, was probably just a simple bear hunter? What on earth those 3 could even do in a land where the Hornsent royalty reigned supreme?
Go somewhere else, recruit as many people and make as many alliances as they could. I have no doubt the world under the Hornsent was a violent one (hell, it still is now, every time i went into a Gaol i want to go back and smack the Hornsent inquisitors a few more times). And for a new God to appear, and instead of stuffing people into jars, delivering Death, entrapping their followers into watching over some flame for eternity, running away and leaving their Lord to get backstabbed by a tyrant, this new God⌠healed people? Big shock!
So of course people would flock to Godfreyâs banner, believing in a Goddess that could barely fight, but soothed away all of their pain and sorrow. Sounds fucking familiar isnât it.
Btw, why do people like to invent a bunch of authority and power for Marika then at the same breath will say whatever her kids do is to⌠spite her and show kindness to the oppressed?
So she is an all-powerful tyrant that could kill whoever she dislikes, and by some pplâs standards she dislikes literally everyone in Lands Between (đ), but Godwyn could just befriend a dragon and spread a cult about them within the Capital, Messmer could have an albinauric as his Commander (to command an army that she paid wads of cash to and bless them with her hammerâs power???), Miquella and Malenia could go their merry way and build a whole ass tree castle (where is the fund. Where is the fund) and she couldnât do anything to stop them? Even though those actions directly affect the strength of her army? What?
I swear i canât even see other peopleâs Marika as Marika. Because their Marika sounds dumb as hell and a doormat too. Like what is this???? đ do you think i sacrificed my back and wrist to draw Elden Ring characters as beautiful as possible, so they could go be devote to someone like the Marika some of yâall envision? The bar was on the floor for you but not for me.
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Donât Annoy Sylus
Summary: You and Sylus play a game of Twister. You wind up losing and donât react well to it. The twins and Mephisto make an appearance. Itâs long Iâm sorry đ Lee! Reader, Ler! Sylus
Warnings: tickling, spoilers, suggestive comments/content, begging, (sorta) removal of clothes (but nothing sexual), being tied up.
Sylus didnât like being poked.
It was one of the few things you could do to actually annoy the man. For someone who had no problem eliminating inconveniences, it was surprisingly hard to irritate him. He seemed to have much more patience with you. In fact, most of your attempts to rile him up actually amused him. He would smirk and pat your head in a patronizing way and say, âYouâll have to try harder than that, sweetie.â
You discovered his dislike of poking when one day, you saw him the kitchen. He had his back turned to you and was humming a song you couldnât recognize. Taking the opportunity, you walked up behind him and jabbed him in the lower back with two fingers.
Sylus let out a quiet gasp and straightened his back before looking down at you. âIs that how you say hello to everyone?â He asked with a frown on his face. You didnât have time to answer when he told you to pick a spice for the dish he was cooking. You smirked at him, but complied. Since that day, you took it upon yourself to poke him whenever you could.
Sylus was relentless when it came to annoying and teasing you. That time when he made you spend the entire day and almost the entire night trying to capture that brooch in exchange for going to the auction? Beyond irritating. You wasted your whole day trying to get the brooch from him!
âKeep this on you,â Sylus said, pinning it to your shirt when you finally managed to take it from him. âIt will let you in and out of the N109 Zone as you please.â He had you pinned to his bed, and he was basically on top of you. Poking fair game. Payback, if you will. Someone had to humble that man. He was so arrogant.
You were spending another night at Sylusâs place in the N109 Zone. You and Sylus were playing Twister with Luke and Kieran. Mephisto was the referee. âCaw! Caw!â Mephisto called out.
âIs it really fair to make the bird the referee? None of us can understand him.â You said.
âYouâll have to blame the twins since they both insisted on playing,â Sylus replied. âHe said, âright foot, yellow circle.â The yellow circle wasnât that far from you.
This isnât so bad, You thought.
âCaw, caw!â
âRight hand, blue circle.â
Luke lost his balance and fell on top of his twin. They both cursed.
âWhoâs dumb idea was this anyway?!â Luke complained.
âIt was your idea.â Kieran muttered, and you were sure he was rolling his eyes under the mask.
âCaw!â Mephisto said. He spun the spinner and looked at the twins. âCAW!â
âI think he wants you to get off the mat.â You said. The twins grumbled and crawled off, trying not to knock over you or Sylus in the process. As they did, they both bumped heads and cursed again.
âRemind me why I agreed to this?â Sylus asked. The twins stood up and walked off, both muttering about how dumb the game was even though they wanted to play in the first place.
âCaw!â Mephisto replied.
âOh right,â Sylus shook his head. âI only got in this situation because a certain kitten wanted me to entertain the twins for once.â
âYou could have said no.â You pointed out, but when you looked up, you saw he was smirking at you. That smug face! Why is he looking at me like that?! Ugh I just wannaâ
You suddenly hear a deep chuckle. âDid you not hear what Mephisto said? Are you getting distracted, sweetie?â You snapped out of your thoughts and realized that Mephisto was repeating âcaw!â over and over again, clearly annoyed that you werenât listening.
âIâm not distracted, I just spaced out for a moment,â You said. âWhats Mephisto saying now?â
âRight foot, red circle.â Sylus replied. It was like that for a while. You were doing good early in the game, but your luck was running out now. Sylus kept smirking at you.
âItâs not a hard game, sweetie,â He taunted. âIt just requires someâŚflexibility.â His face was close to yours, and you could feel his breath brush against your ear. It gave you goosebumps.
âIâm a hunter,â You replied. âIâve done more physically challenging things before.â He chuckled again.
âCaw caw!â
The game was getting increasingly difficult. You had to stretch more, and sometimes wind up in uncomfortable positions. Like right now. Youâre not sure how it happened, but Sylusâs upper body was hovering over yours. A part of you wondered if Mephisto did it on purpose.
âOh. Look at that. Miss hunter is struggling with her flexibility,â Sylus said. He leaned in close and whispered. âI can help with that, you know.â He kept making suggestive comments over and over again. When you couldnât take it anymore, and your face was flushed, you started contemplating if you should just poke him to make him fall over.
âCaw caw!â
âLeft hand, yellow circle.â
Just as you were about to make your move, you lost balance and fell on your butt. You lost. Mephisto shook his head and flew away. Maybe the bird wasnât sabotaging you. Sylus had already stood up and held out his hand for you to take, his signature smirk on his face. You felt as if his red eyes were burning into yours and you blushed in response. You took his hand and he helped you up. Sylus folded up the mat and put it in the box with the spinner.
âI thought you were a hunter, who did more challenging activities than this?â Sylus teased as he walked over to the shelf. You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes. Then your eyes widened. He was distracted. You could get revenge pokes after all!
Sylusâs arms were raised as he organized the shelf in front of him. Quietly, you smirked and walked up behind him. You stifled a giggle before rapidly poking his sides with your pointer fingers. Sylusâs eyes widened and he nearly dropped the box. He gasped loudly, and looked down at you with a raised eyebrow. You noticed his ears were red. You tilted your head. You never got that much of a reaction before. Sylus put the box away and stepped away from the shelf, and leered down at you with his arms crossed over his chest.
âY/N, I already told you to stop doing that.â
âWhy?â You asked, and before you could stop yourself, you followed up with, âDoes it tickle?â He raised an eyebrow again. You felt your face heating up. That was such a random question. Why did you ask him that?
âTickle?â He chuckled. âThatâs what you were trying to do? Tickle me?â He stepped closer. You froze. Your heartbeat was rising and you suddenly felt very warm and jittery.
âIâwhat?â You stuttered. âNo. I was just curious. Thatâs all.â
âHm.â He nodded and laughed dryly. There was a beat of silence before he got closer and looked at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
âAre you ticklish, sweetie?â He asked. You blinked. Your heart was pounding. You were screwed.
âI am not.â You shook your head.
âAre you sure?â
âIâm sure.â
Another silence. Suddenly, Sylus picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder. You let out a suprised gasp.
âHey, Sylus! What the hell are you doing?!â You asked.
âDonât worry sweetie. Iâm not going to hurt you.â
He continued walking down the hallway. You passed familiar doors and knew where he was taking you: his room.
Oh shit
You squirmed and tried to get out of his grasp, but it was no use. Sylus opened his bedroom door and tossed you onto the bed. Before you could make a run for it, he got on top of you and pinned your wrists down.
âAre..are you mad at me?!â You asked, your voice came out shaky and quieter than you wanted it to be.
âMad at you?â He shook his head. âNo. Iâm annoyed but Iâm not mad at you, kitten.â
âThenâŚ.why are you holding me down like this?â
He used his energy Evol to tie your hands above your head and he sat down on your lap.
âBecause,â He whispered into your ear. âI want to show you what happens when you annoy me.â He leaned back.
âWhat? What do youââ Your question was cut off by a gasp. Sylus made his hand into a claw shape and gently dug into your ribs, moving his hand up and down.
âWait, wait, no!â You squirmed and bit your bottom lip. He used both his hands on either side of you. âAh! Sylus!â You jumped and squirmed more. He tickled faster, which made giggles escape your lips.
âI thought you said you werenât ticklish.â Sylus smirked and tickled even faster and harder. You threw your head back and squealed. Sylus wiggled his fingers up and down your ribs and even between them.
âWahahahait! Is thihihis your plan?!â You giggled.
âIt isnât obvious?â Sylus paused. You stared at him. He wasnât serious right? Thereâs no way the leader of Onychinus was actually going to tickle you to pieces in his bedroom. Thatâs just silly, which is the complete opposite of him. He gently clawed at your ribs again.
âAre you kidding mehehehe?!â You giggled.
âIâm very serious, sweetie. You do seem quite ticklish, after all.â He teased and brought his hands underneath your shirt. Your eyes widened.
âW-wait, donât-â
âYou donât tell me what to do.â He scolded. Sylus gently walked his fingers up and down your sides.
âNooo!â You whined.
âIâm not even doing anything yet!â He laughed. He started slowly spidering your sides with his fingernails. It was feather light and he was barely touching, but it tickled. You squealed again.
âWahahahait! Dohohont!â
âItâs too late.â Sylus started scribbling your sides and poking too.
âAhhh! Nohohoho!â
âHow do you like being on the other side, hm?â He teased and tilted his head. He brought his fingers back up to your ribs and poked faster up and down.
You let out high pitched giggles. âHehehehehehe!â
âOh my,â Sylus cooed. âYou sound so adorable!â
âNohohoho I dohoho nohohohot!â
He paused the poking and dug into your ribs.
âHahahahahaha!â You squirmed and thrashed, but it was no use. You could barely move. Sylus moved his hands to the spot between your upper ribs and underarms.
âLetâs seeâŚif I do thisâŚ.â He gently tickled with his thumbs.
You squealed even louder and laughed. âHahahahaha! Thahahahats sohoho bad!â
âIt is, isnât it?â He paused and rested his fingers on your underarms. You were panting and your cheeks were red. You could feel yourself starting to sweat. Sylus used his pointer fingers to slowly circle your underarms. He just used the tip of his fingers and he was barely touching you. You bit your lip and stayed as still as possible.
âOh, come on,â He teased. âAre you really going to tell me youâre not ticklish here?â His circling fingers were getting closer and closer to the center of your underarms.
âY-you should just give up!â You said.
âNot a chance. Iâm not done with you yet.â He reached the center of your underarms and tickled gently. He started tracing different patterns on your underarms.
âEeeeek! Nohohohoho!â You thrashed and tugged on your binds.
âThatâs what I thought.â Sylus used all of his fingers to poke and wiggle up and down your underarms.
âAhahahahahaha! Sylus plehehehease!â
âYou can hold on a little longer, canât you, miss hunter?â
âNohohohoho!â
âThen I guess itâs time for a different spot.â
You watched as he rested his hands on your stomach.
âNo, no, no, no-â
âSweetie. Pleading is pointless.â Sylus lightly scribbled all over your stomach, sending you into another fit of high pitched giggles and squirming.
âAhhh! That tihihihihickles!â
He started wiggling his fingers, gently digging into the skin. You squealed.
âHahahahahaha! Not thehehehere!â
âNot here?â He tickled faster.
âAaaahahahahahaha!â
âWhat aboutâŚ.here?â
His hands came out from under your shirt and he scribbled on your thighs.
âNohohohoho!â
Sylusâs tickling finally came to a stop. You took some deep breaths. âYou know,â he smirked. âThereâs still one more spot I want to try before I let you go.â
âNo, please, Sylus donâtââ
He pulled down your shorts a little bit, along with your underwear. Your face turned red.
âRelax,â He held up his hand. âIâm not going to do anything inappropriate.â
âT-thenâŚ.why did you-â
âIâm going to tickle your hips.â
He scribbled on the sensitive flesh. You thrashed and shrieked. âHahahahahahahaha! Nohohoho plehehehease! Stohohohop!â
He slowed his fingers down to tease you more. You squealed.
âPlehehease Sylus!â
Sylus used his thumbs to dig into your hip bones. He rubbed them in circles and from side to side. You practically screamed âHahahahahahahaha!â
He kept tickling your hips for a few seconds before finally stopping. He released your arms from his Evol and got off your lap to stand up and stretch. You were exhausted. You fixed your shorts and underwear and laid there on the bed, your cheeks still flushed.
âIâll be merciful this time,â Sylus said. âBut now that I know your weakness, Iâm going to have so much fun using it to my advantage.â
You groaned. Of course he was going to tickle you more often now. You climbed off his bed and headed for the door.
âLeaving so soon?â Sylus asked.
âIâm tired,â you replied. âIâm calling it a night.â
Sylus nodded. âFair enough. Have good dreams, sweetie.â
âGood night.â You went to the guest room. As soon as you collapsed onto the warm bed, you fell asleep.
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Hello again, lately I've been obsessed with Valeria Garza and I decided to write some headcanons about her because I'm tired of only talking to bots đ
VALERIA GARZA HEADCANONS (realisct maybe?) (a little subjective??? I don't know)
She is a woman with a strong personality, fearless, focused, stubborn, arrogant.
She is el sin nombrĂŠ, owner of the biggest cartel in Latina America, she certainly had many women. She has a preference for chubby women, she likes to squeeze, you would probably be an anti-stress ball for her.
I have a lot of doubts about her being bisexual or lesbian (or straight if we could even add that option) but I believe she is a lesbian, a furious one at that, about her relationship with Alejandro I believe she used him (she appears to have a personality narcissistic and manipulative) she used him to get information so her plan could work.
I believe that when she was a soldier in the armed forces, she was totally confident and determined, many men were around her because she was beautiful (and hot) so she had a razor instead of a tongue I believe, she was always shouting insults or belittling men, only with her commanders she was more... well-behaved.
In the interrogation part, we see her tell Alejandro that she didn't take orders anymore, but then you can understand that he was her commander, and she was certainly angry with him.
After she became owner of the cartel, her life became extremely stressful, she doesn't trust any of her men (I think Diego was an exception) she believes if something needs to be done it's perfectly fine to have a woman do it because she thinks men they don't think.
I like to think that she has a trophy wife that she only takes to events like parties, bars and meetings. The wife's only job is to stand there being pretty and not say a single thing.
Now let's talk about this truly passionate woman of ours.
If you are in a long-term relationship (5 or 3 years) she would be completely in love with you. The type of wife who comes home and gives you a long kiss and hug, to make up for lost time.
Every month you go out to eat at a fancy restaurant and then spend the night together. (a long night I can say)
In public, like at events or on the street when you go out together, she rarely shows any type of physical touch, she prefers to remain secret. When she's in the Cartel it's totally different, she makes a point of kissing and grabbing you in front of everyone without caring, she would probably touch you sensually in front of her men but if someone is bold enough to think they can have fun together, She shoots twice. One on the head and the other on the penis.
She is a possessive woman, she would politely (not so politely) ask you to have her initials tattooed on your hip. She would also have a tattoo about you on the back of her neck.
about Family, this part is a little confusing when I create the headcanons. Most of the hcs I read said that she had mommy issues, I believe she was a daddy's girl, while her mother was narcissistic to the extreme, always belittling her for simple things.
Her mother probably had a lot of problems with medication. I also think that Valeria always had an attitude, never lowering her head to anyone. No matter the occasion.
Her family on her father's side loved her and disliked her mother, she probably had kind and caring grandparents and aunts. I like to think that she spent a lot of time with her grandmother, cooking, helping her with everything.
She must have had cousins too, she and them would turn the house upside down.
There's a part in the interrogation scene where Alejandro is saying that she ruined the army and he says "and your brother too?" It makes me think that Valeria joined the army to prove that she had the same value as her older brothers (to prove to her mother that she was capable too)
I imagine her brothers being strong, big and courageous lieutenants, she could be close to one of the two, while she didn't even make a point of saying good morning to the other.
that's it for now âĄ
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Invictus: Author's Note
Now that we've all survived the horrors, I figured I'd do a bit of a commentary on Robin's nightmare below the cut...
I guess the central themes we were going for within Robin's dream were threefold; the fact that he feels lonely/alone with the burden of his gift, that he's worried about Alex, and that his friends (and some other's) are annoying/confusing him, so let's break that down to begin with.
Robin was always destined to be the last one alive, mostly to compound his feelings of desolation, but also because planning/executing various endings would've taken way longer than 2-3 months to plan on my own đ
He doesn't dare tell anyone about his abilities due to the fear of being judged or ostracised and I don't blame him. Most people wouldn't believe him, and those that might would probably avoid him or at least act differently around him even if they supported him; he's also paranoid that if a medical professional found out, they'd want to study him or god knows what else, hence the scepticism from the group when he told them (in the nightmare) and his twisted view of Doctor Abbott (who's actually a perfectly lovely psychologist in the waking world).
Alex hasn't written for over six months at this point and Robin doesn't know why; it's not as if they've slowly been losing touch over time with less and less communication either, her letters stopped without warning! Half of him expects there to be a reasonable explanation, but he can't help worrying. Clearly his subconscious mind ran away with all that concern...
Robin's classmates personalities were spot on (thanks to Robin's gift) but slightly exaggerated since each one of them is a proverbial thorn in Robin's side at the moment.
Levi: Extra impulsive, standoffish and contradictory within Robin's dream, I think it's fairly obvious Robin's still pissed at his friend. I toyed with the idea of Robin being the only one to make decisions that we could vote on, but thought the loss of control he'd feel from not being able to stop bad outcomes from happening off the back of other people's choices was far more apt. Levi continues to tread a questionable path irl and Robin can't stop him.. if only he'd just apologise!
Penny: Robin strongly dislikes Penny, hence her being super annoying.. not that she's much better in the waking world! If the psychic doesn't rate someone, I'd say it's a pretty safe bet they're not such a great person.. I'm sure he wishes his friend wasn't so into her đ
Aster: I think the fact that Aster's stood up for Robin twice now had a big impact on how he acted; he tried to keep the peace where he could and was the only one who supported Robin after he'd told the group about his gift. Robin doesn't know him very well outside of his dream though, so some of this could just be a projection based on what little evidence he has đ¤ˇââď¸
Jacob: Robin's a bit annoyed/put off by Jacob right now.. he barely spends any time with him and Jude anymore and as they've gotten older, their personalities appear to be veering in different directions. He's volatile, haughty and obsessed with girls, hence his distrust toward Robin after the revelation of his gift and his less-than-stellar treatment of Tess.
Tess: Tess goes where Jacob goes, simple! Though Robin feels bad for her because he knows that she's way more into Jacob than he is and he's not faithful; that's why he so obviously dismisses his own girlfriend within the dream. In the waking world he's much more convincing, but Robin knows better.
What the hell was "x" about?
The dolls - they were usually found pointing toward danger and/or bad decisions, but did we listen? NOPE! Instead we chose to vilify them đŠ
The Lab - this was actually a warped version of the seed vault/hydroponic garden Robin, Wren & Oscar explored in Granite Falls. That's why the retina detection system recognised him, 'cause he has technically been there before. I'm not a professional, so don't quote me on this, but apparently our minds can't conjure up people/places/things from nothing, so what we usually see in our dreams is stuff we've seen before or an amalgamation of various things mashed together, even if we don't actively remember them.
The Asylum - Sunnyside Asylum is a real place Robin read about on a late night internet delve down a rabbit hole (don't judge him, we've all done it) he just forgot he'd read about it or seen it before đ¤ˇââď¸
The butterflies - they're Alex's favourite animals (along with the humble moth!) so Robin thought they were leading him to her, but they were not ;-;
"So, I suppose you know-..." - what was Aster going to say!? Aster was about to assume that Robin knows he has a crush on him, and he'd be correct! Robin never really picked up on it before, but after recent events it's pretty obvious.. to Robin at least! Does he like Aster back? Well, maybe he doesn't know yet, or maybe it's a secret, but (spoiler alert) Robin's pansexual, so there's a chance he could.
Doctor Abbott - briefly mentioned before, but let's dig deeper!
Dr. Abbott is the psychologist Oscar/Courtney sent Robin to a while back for his selective mutism after it started hindering him/his schoolwork etc since starting high school. He's terrifying simply because Robin's terrified of him-.. though I suppose not him personally. Robin's torn between a rock and a hard place when it comes to professional help; on the one hand he'd love to offload all his troubles and get some real guidance, but the other side of him worries what that'd mean. He can't tell anyone the full story, so how could anyone truly help him? Is his mutism even connected to his gift, or does he just use it as a convenient excuse? What if they didn't believe him and labelled him insane? What if he IS insane and imagining everyone else's thoughts? What if they do believe him and want to experiment on him?! đą If he's gonna tell anyone about his abilities, it sure as shit isn't gonna be some stranger he doesn't trust, even if it appears they mean well! He'd love to know where his gift came from though. Why him? Where'd it come from? Does anyone else have it?? He doubts anyone would be able to answer these questions but it still kinda ties into the whole theme of being experimented on etc. I think at this point he's wondering who he is (as every teen does around his age) or who he'd be without his abilities too, like another part of him is worried he'd be a mere husk of himself if science somehow explained away his world. It's just a part of who he is now and I think he's starting to accept himself as is, so the thought of someone picking it all apart after his acceptance is perhaps more scary than letting anyone in to help make sense of it. Maybe it's just one of those things, or maybe he's bonkers and has no idea? He doesn't know.. he's very confused, hence the complicated feelings around poor, well-meaning Dr. Abbott.
Mr Handy - he gets an honourable mention because it's funny to me.. like he's usually on the players side, right?! Yeah, but Robin isn't fond of technology in general so in dreamland good ol' Mr Handy is a dickhead instead lmao đ
Some fun what if's & titbits...
I'm not gonna break down all the what if scenarios because there were a LOT but I still wanna take some time to point out some fun stuff n' share a few fun things we missed out on đ¤¸ââď¸
If Levi tried to scare Robin, it wouldn't have worked in the slightest which I just find amusing đ¤
If Robin n' co. chose to hide instead of run earlier on in the dream, he would've gotten stuck in a closet with Aster eheuheuheu (this is the fun thing I said y'all missed out on!!)
There were numerous ways for Levi to piss Penny off during the duration of the dream (somehow he only managed one so well done ig) that would've potentially changed their demise and one was Tess falling off the ladder and Levi helping her.. look at those mad lil fists on Penny LMAO đ You can also see another lovely doll pointing in the direction of the monster that was chasing them but everyone would've been like ewwww! even tho she was just trying to help.. shame on us tbh ;-;
Just Aster being cute tryna keep the peace.. IF HE'D SURVIVED! T-T
Mr Handy being absolutely demented.. love that for him.
Robin being yeeted back to the asylum.. skjsk idk I just like these screenshots lmao
Aster being a menace to both Levi and Penny ehehe
I had such fun creating this little project (I say little but it literally took months fkfjgkj) and October was kinda shitty for me so thank you to everyone for reading along, voting and generally having fun with me, it gave me something to look forward to! đ§Ą
I love horror and taking a break from a more realistic style of storytelling is always good fun, dreams especially 'cause they can be as wacky as you like!
I suppose my main inspo for the what if's/voting was Until Dawn but I think we can all thank games like Silent Hill, Outlast, Resident Evil, Amnesia etc etc for the general vibes I was going for đ¤
EITHER WAY! Very fun.. 10/10 would recommend trying to stretch yourselves into doing something something similar, I had a blast!
I think I covered a fair amount of questions n' stuff but feel free to ask anything else! ILY đ§Ąđ§Ą
#ts4#sims 4#simblr#ts4 edit#fib#fib extras#fib invictus#weeeeeeeeeeee#have an essay on this fine monday evening#đ¤
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đ Ë â ęł * ࣠đ Ë â ęł * ࣠âJealousy Jealousyâ â Geto Suguru
Synopsis:- He dislikes you and you dislike him, rather simple an ordealâexcept itâs not. Not when youâve got one bed to share and your rival is Jealous for your attentionânot when he canât get enough of hearing your moans.
â word count:- 7.7k words ||Masterlist||
â A/n:- I wouldnât consider myself a writer if I didnât write a ârivals to lovers x one bedâ trope so here it is. Poor jelly Suguru whoâs also a little nasty but we like em like that. Au! Where Suguru doesnât leave btw. Also smut starts after a long whileđ
â Tw:- !Porn with Plot!MDNI!AFAB! Reader x Geto Suguru; perverted suguru!+perverted ex(?) hints at masturbation (both male and female); cursing (a lot of it); use of sex toys; geto is a thief (lmao); geto calls reader âdollâ; spanking; dom! Geto to sub! Geto and then back to dom! Geto; oral (m and f receiving); pussy spanking; implied blackmailing
Kyoto and Tokyo.
Housing the two sister schools, they also housed three of the strongest sorcerers. Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto and youâand irony lay bare that two of you did not like each other.
At all.
Insufferable heâd call you and exasperating youâd bounce back. And that was all their was to itâfor the longest time and thatâs what you two showed as well.
An eye roll here and a prodding middle finger there, you couldnât even remember a time when youâd actually said âhi,â to himâconsidering your first meet was at the Goodwill event during a round.
So your annoyance was all too understandable when you walked into Principal Yagaâs room to find him lounging on the couchâears stuffed with his earphones listening to shit you never liked.
âYes sir?â You prompted, taking a seat across the man while Suguru didnât even do so much as look at you.
Idiot.
âThereâs a mission,â his eyes closed in on yours, âbefore you begin, donât,â he was quick to addââHeâs already agreed to it and it has been decided that you two are the best suited for it. I will take no further questions.â
You find yourself raising a browâno further questions? And he obliged?
âWhy?â You asked regardlessââthere are perhaps a hundred better pairs than usâwhy?â
âYour grade, your promotion and his to special grades depends on it,â the old man answered quietly, all too aware that his piercing gaze worked much better to shut you down than his wordsââNow, any and every arrangement has been made. I just need you two to leave by tomorrow morning,â
Tomorrow morning? You could feel the gears in your brain turning fastâyou wouldâve asked more questions too, had the silly little Ijichi not dropped by, nervous and clammy, âSir?â Heâd called outââYouâre needed in the groundsâŚâ voice timid, thoughts perhaps more so but nothing compared to your form left alone with Suguru Geto.
A silence.
Long silence.
âWhy did you say yes?â You let out finally, frustrated to have that question knaw at your mind so longâ only to be answered by another silence. Of course, he would play you just about now of all times.
You found yourself gritting your teethâ feet moved up close, his eyes staring at you all the sameâ âwell?â You questioned again.
An eye roll passed, a sigh escaped, âDonât go about getting ideas princess- Iâm not keen of doing it with you but a promotion is promotion nonetheless. You should be glad youâve got me helping you around,â
âExcuse you?â Your words very quickâsharp, âyouâll help me around?â You barked out a chuckle, âDonât you go around being the princess with ideas Getoâmuch rather be helped by pigs than you,â
âBecause pigs are the ones saving your ass every mission?â He quirked a browââImplication being youâre equable to pigs?â You smirked.
Your smirk only widened as he exhaled sharply, âListen,â he began, âI want that promotion and so do you. The least we can do, for this one time is help each other. Itâs a mutual goal, donât fuck this up,â
You stared at him.
A brow raised, thoughts ran quick as you scanned his faceâannoyance settling deep inside for his too stood sharpââFine,â you muttered, âFor the mutual goal it is.â You heard him sighâin relief? Mayhaps.
It was his turn to smirk now, âMy my, sheâs actually thinking this timeâmiraculousââ
ââShut up,â you interrupted his words, âWhat exactly is the mission?â
He gazed at you quietly, âHm, well, simple really. Someone like youââ
ââwhat is it?â
âInformation extraction, and a side thing for this local deity whoâs apparently a special grade. Thatâs theoretically all,â he paused, frowning, âitâll take efforts,â
Your eyes narrowed up at himâ âDonât worryâIâll figure it out.â He mumbled to nobody in particular.
You found yourself scrunching your face up at him, âDoes it turn you on or something? To act like youâre the best?â
âI am,â he grinned,
âAt being an idiot,â you addedââand it turns you on at least,â a wink he passed with thatâyour gag followed next.
What Suguru wanted, Suguru got.
Never a question about, never an objection eitherâyou shouldâve known.
âLetâs just call it a night Geto,â your voice bleak, tiredââSo what if itâs shady? I know the owner,â
His eyes trained themselves upon you carefully, âItâs a fucking brothel y/n,â he paused, âand I know itâs well past 12 and youâre tired but pull yourself up a bitââ
ââI can even land us a discount,â whiny, your brows furrowed you pouted.
A grumble and a sharp exhale- Suguru didnât do so much as grunt as he tossed you over he shoulder- silencing your yelp as he shushed you, âIâll carry you- lead the way,â evident with his voice, he was tired and so were you.
You grinned and squealed internally, softly whispering directions in his ears as he lead the way through the foreign state.
You watched, and watchedâeyes wandering onto his bun- the one heâd hurriedly made to help the heat, onto his fingers which held you closeâgrip tight to make sure you wouldnât fallâit was embarrassing sincerely to be paraded around such but maybe, just maybe, with him, you liked it.
âWhere the fuck is it?â A grunt- you smiled bashfully- âThink we walked past it some 5 blocks agoââ a giggle fell off your lips, his fingers pinched your sides- never playfully.
âThe fuck are you-â an eye roll, an inhale, âyou know what? Amazing,â and just with that he jogged back- the path retraced wher you came from, the shy pointing from the kids once again.
Five extra minutes you cause him, searching for the hotel- or brothel as Suguru deemed itââIs this it?â Both your eyes watching the multi-story building in front of you.
It wasnât half as bad as youâd thought itâd beâpretty decent, Suguru realised.
âYouâve called the owner?â
Before a âyeahâ could fall off your lipsâclammy fingers gripped your waistââY/n!â A voice boomed, the owner- an old ex of yours.
Face flushed you faced him, âOh hey,â you mumbled hesitantly, âLong time Hm?â
The man in front of you only smiled wideâa creep, Suguru muttered under his breathâsliding a firm handshake for the sake of formality.
Your ex chuckled- unsettling, âAnd this is your new man huh?â Your face flushed- Suguruâs did tooâ but he held his ownâeyes narrowing at his words.
You however, chuckled nervouslyâand when youâd told Suguru you knew the owner, he thought, he never shouldâve listened to you.
âNot uhâŚâ you looked down, ânot boy-friendâjust uh, justââ you move to face him, a silent plea for helpââColleagues,â he nodded.
âJust colleagues, yeah,â a nod you passed- relieved just a little.
The second guy only ever raised his brows, âSure,â he smirkedââCome inside,â he ushered- hand, suguru noticed, too close on your back.
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âDonât tell me,â His face hidden behind his palm he spoke, âYou said you knew him,â
âI do!â You prompted, helplessness evident in your voiceââHeâs forcing you to fuck him,â Suguruâs expression a deadpan.
Your shoulders dropped-âHeâs notâŚforcing me,â you bit your lipââThe only other option is us sleeping together geto,â
His eyes widened incredulously, âAnd thatâs what you should chooseâfar more safe,â
You staredâof course you couldnât sleep next to Suguruânot whenâjust no.
He sighedââReally are an idiot,â you groaned internally- for the first time, agreeing with him, âBe glad Iâm literally next doorâcall me at any moment that pervert-â
â-Geto!â
He shruggedâa fact was a fact nevertheless.
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And now you lay awake, still, motionless in the cramped bedâso close.
So close the manâs body lay, the one you used to know all so wellâthe one which disgusted you now.
âY/n,â he called for the nth timeâyour mind getting all too hazy to answerâfuck was that his hand on your thigh?
Mind a mess, eyes barely open and jaw slack- you got up, not a wordânone at all as you pushed your way through the room.
A knockâand then two more.
He was fast to open the door, a glass of wine in hand, brows raised in amusementââAnd I was correct?â
Rage all over you, a hand pushed him awayââShut up,â his brows only ever raised higher.
âBother me with a drink?â It didnât sit as much of a question â a glass poured for you all too soon as you settled on his couch.
âThanks,â you mumbled, grabbing it with both hands, fingers you found to be shivering a little too much.
Eyes narrowed, he watched you, taking a seat beside you, âPray tell,â he began, âDid he say something? A fight between the lovers?â
A hint of jealousy did you catch? No- of course not.
You played with your silence, and his mindâjust guilty eyes meeting his, as you sipped.
âDonât tell me,â he whispered and you pin point a sudden anger insideââGeto,â you mumbled, âitâs fine,â you but your lip.
Suguruâs brows furrowed, it most definitely wasnât, surely you knew thatâright?
A sigh left your lipsââSit down please,â your fingers tapped the place beside you. He nodded simply- taking a seat beside you quietly, closer to how he usually would.
Another sipââwill you just sit here orâŚâ his words were quiet, an initiative to not make you uncomfortable, more than you already were.
âThis was the reason we uh,â you paused, eyes boring into the ply wood, âback when we broke up you know,â
Another nod- nothing to offer and when you didnât say anything else, he tilted his head, âThatâs it?â You snorted.
âIâm sorry it wasnât a 3 hour documentary,â
âThank everyone it isnât, I was afraid Iâd have to hug and comfort you and all,â
âDisgusting,â and you both chuckledâsettling into your seats. Maybe someday youâd open up more onto your ex to Suguru, something in his eyes told you that you could. But as of now, just sipping on the off-brand wine seemed alright.
In a momentary silence you two sat in, nothing too comfortable but nothing otherwise eitherâuntil a moan was heard.
Your eyes snapped to him and his to youâa bewildered âWhat?â Spilling from both.
Youâd have asked âdid you just moanâ had the series of moans and grunts not continued and instantly, all too clear it was.
You see, the brothel had walls paper thinâpitiable were the customers of courseâand this specific night, the both of you.
âIsnât it your room?â Suguru questionedâa chuckle included, âWhat the hell,â you responded back- disgust prominent on your expressions.
Another chuckle, and another until the both of you sat there giggling all together- âIf thatâs how he fucked you, i am very sorry,â he grinned, âno wonder you used to be so frustrated all the damn time,â
Your jaw fell first, âShut up?â You laughed, âWas not frustrated at all,â
âNu uh doll, pent up sexual frustration is very realâIâve seen it in Yaga and Gakuganji-â
â-Donât you dare compare me to him,â your voice was shrill- now above the grunts in the room beside yoursâshriller than the pathetic moans your ex was paying the girl to make.
And just so, two hours the two of you spent together- shy glances and touches shyer still- but enjoyable nonetheless.
It wasnât the first night youâd drunk together, no, and such nights were always differentâthe grimaces that Suguru and you wore around each other during the day were always thrown awayâsmiles and grins, hidden glances and soft touchesânothing more, nothing less.
It was true that you guys barely ever talked when drunkâbut it was all too obvious. But tragedy lay in the way you would simply forget, you would too and he would just the same. The nights were spent flamboyant, silly flirts and sillier jokesâall means to just adore each other As to what Satoru would call it.
Shoko on the other hand called it your idiocy, the sheer annoyance masked her expressions everytime sheâd watch Suguru and you tumble around each other the next morningâas if the night before never happened.
Two hours spent laughingâ every once a while Suguru would gaze at you, youâd do the same. It wasnât ever weird, no.
If respectful could be the word to define any sort of staring, that would be how you did it.
Were curses and insults only thing to befall both your conscious mind and lips for each other? Yes. Would you two actually bare your life for each other? Satoru and Shoko had always guessed a definite yes.
And just so, flitting eyes captured between his, soon jumped to his clockââItâs 12 already,â you mused, his eyes never leaving your faceââI should head back,â
âTo that pervert?â He shot instantly, âHad he been good at sex Iâd understand but heâs toxic, perverted and finished in 5 minutesâbet he didnât even get the whore to cum,â
A drunk gasp escaped you as you smacked his thigh laughingââYouâre so drunk,â you mumbled, head lolling to the side, only to end up on his shoulderâit fit perfectly.
His eyes gazed down at you, âYouâre drunk too- donât go to him. Sleep here tonight,â and had you been conscious youâd certainly have fought the idea- âI can defend myselfâ youâd have retaliated, which you of course couldâve but not like this. Not in your drunk state.
For the saying goes all too true, drunken words are sober thoughts.
So you nodded pliantly, head resting on his shoulder still, you nodded while he watched.
So close- just a mere inches and you couldâjust a little more booze and perhaps.
He noticed a lot in this position, your tinted lipsâthe warmness of your breath and bodyâyour messy hair and insignificant attempts to not stare at his lipsâhe found you adorable.
âCâmere,â he called as he slowly got up- careful to not cause you discomfort, âyou can sleep on the bed,â
âAnd you?â
A side-shrug he passed, âIâd be no better a pervert if I crept in beside you, you know,â
âItâs your bed,â subtle desperation- his drunk mind couldnât catch ââIâll be fine,â and just sometimes you had to curse the gentlemen to be all so gentle.
âNight,â you muttered as a yawn went past you- eyes following his form, tidying up his room to sleep on the couch you two just sat onââGânight idiot,â he muttered back.
And in your sleep you wouldnât realise of the little hurt he lay down withâchoosing that scum over Suguru? Thoughts such replayed in his mind over and over; he was simply aching, for your touch and feelâdrunk words were a sober manâs thoughts but what of the drunk thoughts never spoken aloud?
The morning came by fast- rays bright enough to break off your slumber, you let a yawn pass by.
Usually, a surprise wouldâve caught you, to find yourself in his bed but somehow- just for once, last night didnât lay forgotten â last nightâs memory embedded in the corners of the room with empty bottles lying aroundâsuguruâs short tossed on the couch as you heard the hum of a shower.
Unsure of the prospects, you lay just there- enveloped in the certain warmth of the duvet- until the water stopped.
The door opened swift, and to mock the gravity of situation, you close your eyes in the pretence of sleepâand you were partially glad you did for soon enough the soft thud of a towel falling entered your earsânaked Suguru stood, the view shielded only by your eyelidsâembarrassment yours grew.
And in that moment, you fought hard to not open your eyes- the scent of his body wash all too invitingâcitrus? You made a not to tease him on that later.
âYou can stop pretending, Iâm decent now,â your face grew warmerâyou maintained your silence.
An annoyed exhale he let outââWhen I call you dumb, instances like these are exactly what Iâm referring to doll,â
You scoffed- âFor someone who has the audacity to walk in like that, butt-naked, you shouldnât talk at all,â your act let go just a second after his words.
You got up from the bedâyawning and stretching, Suguruâs eyes trailed up your form as your loose shirt lifted slightly along your handsââThe waterâs warm right now- might as well go shower,â
You scrunched your face, âIn your shower?â Before you could add further argument, âYour other option is simply that fucker,â and you knew heâd won the argument again.
âMy clothes arenât here,â a last resort you had and you grabbed on it desperately- he tossed you a clean towel, and one of his shirtsââYou can wear these inside, Iâll just go grab your luggage right now,â
You rolled your eyes- he was relentless, stubborn entirely too much and you shook your head, having no option but to comply.
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Suguru was quickâall too quiet as he slipped into the room beside, a musky scent heavy in the room.
In bleak darkness he reached out his hand, to pick up what he assumed to be your luggageâlips turning to gag instantly when his fingers felt something slimy on it. Each and every plan to annoy your ex left his mind quick as a disgusted suguru quickly picked up the bag beside the mess heâd touched already- rushing outside, back into his room.
A sigh left his lipsâdisgust painted over his face as he wiped his fingers with a napkinâthe other hand settling down your bagâoddly heavy, and prodded out at certain angles, his interest was piqued.
Curiosity, he blamed it upon- focused fingers reaching out to zip open your bag- he knew it was wrong but thenâŚsomething told him, deep down, you wouldnât mind.
He heard the water falling come to a stop- heâd be quick anyways, hefty fingers reaching inside your bagâsuguru felt so bad but a smile guilty adorned him all the same, especially when his fingers came in contact with the silky fabric of your pantiesâred? he grinned.
Fingers prodded deeper still, products of your daily use coming in his hand until finally he found itâaha! His grin widened, fingers slowly pulling out the little toy in hand.
And shame would befall you all too deep for in his hands was your pink little vibratorâhe chuckledâhow pathetic, and on a mission? All the more. Suguruâs thoughts raced, faster than everâdirty, he felt in the best way possible until a sudden voice managed to creep to his ears.
A moan- again, different from last nightâthe source being all too different too.
From the bathroom he realised, face contorting to one of amusement as he thanked this time, the brother for having walls paper thin.
And as his fingers stuffed your items back inâpocketing the vibrator and leaving a single note in your bag, to be found hours later. Just so he was doneâmaterial worth stealing in his pocket and ears pressed against the door as he listened intently, finally the a moan of his name falling from your lips.
Thus he found, it truly was nothing more than that sweet little cry of his name from you that made him all so hard every argument, with your face so close to his- flushed red with annoyanceâit was amusing really, of how you threatened to kick his ass while all he could think about in moments such was to pin you hard against the wall and pound yours.
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Your fingers moved onto close the shower- assuming the thud of the door to be a sign of suguru leavingâa sigh escaped you as you propped yourself down into the bathtub.
Your fingers worked quickâyou had to be, for Suguru could be back whenever and the last thing you wanted was for him to hear you suchâand you let your head fall back- fingers quick to gather the slick around your slit.
It was simply desperate, you supposed, the way the thought of seeing him naked got you all so worked upâhis scent and the prospect of wearing his shirt.
But a mind so restless could only be helped so muchâthe inkling of him leaving the room had your legs spreading instantly, lips bitten down to control the moans.
Pathetic, you called yourselfâgetting off of your rivalâoff him, of the way he carried you the day before, hiked over his shoulderâpathetic.
More pathetic were the moans and slight groans you found yourself unable to suppress, fingers pumping in and out at a steady paceâyour clit glistening with no attention as you imagined him teasing you.
A gasp escaped your lipsâeyes widening at the moment as you imagined him between your thighsâheâd mark your inner thighs with kisses you knew, leave you begging for him too.
âFu-uck,â you muttered, the pressure rising upââmâclose,â you mumbled to nobody in particular and amusing was the fact that youâd left your clit untouched as you knew Suguru would too.
Desperate sighs and moans you let goâtrust in the assumption that he wasnât back yet- he couldnât be.
âPlease,â you beggedâperhaps to yourself for more stimulationââpleasepleaseplease,â your voice a whisper as a finger you thrusted and pulled out sharpâfinally a finger rolling slowly around your clit.
âFuck,â you drew out, as your moans fought to become louderââfuck mâlose suââ your eyes widened again, mouth turned o-shaped as the pleasure you chased finally arrived.
âMm!!â You moaned and finallyââFuck please Suguru!â Let out as you came on your fingers-not loud, just enough to tip him over as well as he sat listening outside your door.
Your fingers looked for it in a frenzyâyou were sure you packed itââReady?â You head Suguru call out.
âWait!â You shouted backââI canât find something,â Suguru grinned, âA brain is it?â Your door opened just as that, a shit-eating grin on his face.
âLook for it later,â he musedâeyes watching your hands buried in your bag, total concentration tossed into itâsweet.
âThe mission ainât waiting for your pleasure-satisfaction, I mean,â he chuckled- your eyes narrowed.
âWhatever,â you grumbled under your breathâwalking outside, basking in the warm afternoon warmth and your exâs gaze.
âHeâll join us,â you whisperedââwouldnât let me leave without well, threatening to kick us out,â
Suguru scratched his neckânerves racking and a thought constant to as why he hadnât punched your ex yet.
âSure,â Suguru sighedâto your surprise, âweâve to be in a club anyways, gonna maintain our distance from trash,â you chuckled beside himâa slight twinkle in the way you looked at him.
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You walked ahead of the two boysâaware of the unmoving gaze on your formâa small black skirtâa smirk you held, hungry eyesâtheirs.
âHow far is it?â You made sure to question your Ex, not once did your body tilt towards Suguru on the slightestâcruel.
âJust about here,â he replied, providing no help, but you smiled neverthelessââThanks babe,â you giggled.
Suguru merely watched.
And he watched the entire eveningâpotently, as you did the exact opposite of his entire plan. He watched as you swayed your hipsâwith the target himself.
He watched as you grinned and giggled, letting your ex roam his hands onto your assâhe wanted to punch him right there, but he watched.
He watched as you watched him, ass grinding back into your ex, a grin on your faceâand he watched as you downed three shots right after your bit of the mission was done and he watched as you draped yourself around your ex.
And as the fact lay, You werenât really sure to what you were doing, or why.
Suguru Geto had never meant anything exactly, more than a rival of course- and a drinking buddy- and the person you admired- and a classmate you wouldnât want to lose- and yes. Nothing more than all that, ever. So the sudden need to spite him? It was new- exhilarating, some may say.
So you wove the game- an open invitation shoved into his face; Never the watcher however, he finally moved, jaw tightened and annoyance all so present on his face.
And this time, you watched- you watched as he made sure to drug the target all too well, maintaining eye contact as he let the girls sway around him tooâyou watched as he slid his hands into the girlâs skirt, the one he danced withâplanting a soft kiss on her neck. And you watched simply, wondering how that couldâve felt.
But a game only remained one so long until you stepped it up a notch- turning around to kiss your ex, placing deliberately, his hand on your ass- a tease.
âGet away,â he spoke through gritted teeth, a shove to your drunk boyfriendâs shoulder.
âHey!â You yelpedââThe hell?â Your eyes wideâas if innocent.
âDonât âheyâ me right now,â he muttered dangerouslyâeyes boring into yoursââLetâs leave,â his hand reached up quick, grabbing onto yours to pull you away.
âWoah there pretty,â you called out, brows raised, âwho the fuck are you to tell me what to do?â
Silenceâexactly.
âYou can leave if you want Geto,â such condescension laced your voice, he was almost hurt.
âYouâre drunk,â
âSo are you,â you snapped backâhe wasnâtâyou knew he wasnât.
He blinked once, then twice, gaze persistentâbegging you to come; your hardened into denial.
He sighed one last timeââGet fucked bitch,â and before you could reply, he was gone.
Gone as thatâleaving you in a mess of your own emotions and an idiot of an ex-boyfriend.
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A three day mission, two days gone by, the larger partial of the mission dealt withâyou crashed onto your exâs bed the second night, no courage found to even meet Getoâs gaze after the scene at the club.
The smell of booze was intense, your mind slightly tipsy on its own accords. With a confused heart you scrolled through your Instagram, bored.
The snores of your exâand the girl beside him provided little entertainmentâthe thought of Suguru Geto in the room beside did nothing to help, you wanted relief. But all to no avail for your vibrator was âlostâ too and the energy to chase your high was not your preferred option.
Your eyes found its way to the clock- 12:02 a.m. it was lateââwould he be asleep?â You wondered, fingers adamantly rubbing slow circles around your nipplesâagain, desperate.
Eyes closed, you fought urges to call himâjust to tease of course, you could pretend to be drunk after all.
And so your thoughts fought quickâto lay bare without him or with him, eyes staring at the screen if your phoneâring!
Your eyes widened- the caller id read âBangsâ, you mentally convulsed. You stared at the second for a decent ten secondsâ11, 12, 13âyou knew he cut it any secondâ14, 15ââHello?â You mumbled quick, raspy.
âAwake?â He inquired- âNo,â you replied.
You welcomed his silence on the lineââCome here,â
âNo,â you echoedââdonât wanna talk to you,â you mumbled- mind hazy to how you couldnât help the fingers swirling around your hardened nipples.
âIâm not calling here to talk,â his voice was sharpâannoyedâa silence you offered him this time.
âYou think I donât notice doll?â You could hear the smirk, âYouâre probably wet just by the sound of me,ââyou wereââso needy,â
âYouâre the one whoâs calling me Geto,â you snapped, âReally needy of you,â
âMaybe I do need youâkeep rubbing, slowly, touch yourself doll, just slightly,â your mouth ran dryâyou obliged without a second thought, âand maybe I have something that you need tooâtell me though, can your silly little ex even touch you as good as you imagine me to, even in his dreams?,â a grinâa shit-eating grin, on his face you imagined. Such a fucking thief.
âDonât tell me what to do,â you muttered through your side of the line, an airy breath leaving you as your fingers dipped beneath your shortsâas you did exactly what he told you toââSure thing,â his voice polite with just the best undertones of condescension, âJust a request then, doll, check if youâre wet please,â
You could practically moan at his voice and wordsâyou were wet, nimble fingers prodding cautiously, âIâm not,â you lied- a moan bitten back, âSeems like your needy cunt really does need the pretty pink vibrator to get ya turned on Hm?â Husky, he sounded.
âGive it back Geto,â a whine, âCome take it,â a challenge.
And however could you deny a challenge from him?
A knock, and then two moreâjust like last time.
The door opened just as quickâbrows raised, âYes?â He questioned as if he hadnât just teased you through the phone 5 minutes agoâyou eyed him, âI believe you stole something,â
He grinned, your frown widenedââCome inside,â his hand gently found its way onto the small of your backâthe gravity of the situation slowly befell you, you regretted nothing.
You walked slow, as youâd last night, âWhere is it?â You questioned, brows furrowed, âWhereâs what, pretty?â
Fingers clenched you stared at him, âEnough with your games Getoâhand it the fuck back,â
You watched as he slowly walked around you, a slow pace as he ended right behind you, bending slightly to grab the soda canâsomething easily possible without managing to glue his dick to the round of your assâyour face burnt.
âMy my, such a dirty mouth you got there doll,â you neednât turn back to imagine his expressions, âMaybe I should punish you- youâve been bad all night anyways,â your blood boiled at the whisper of his words- âI wouldnât have to, had you not been the idiot you are,â
His fingers were quick on your waist, spinning you to face himâeven without a surface to be pinned against, you felt trapped under his gaze.
âSo mean to me,â he mumbledâeyes bearing into yours, a subtle smirk, âThere are other ways of getting into a guysâ pants you know,â
Eyes narrowed you scrunched your face, âRather fuck a-â
â-a pig before me,â he rolled his eyes, âYeah yeah, I know doll,â a sip of his soda he took, âBut thatâs not what you were doing this evening Hm?â His fingers were quick to grab your chin too, urging you to look no where but his eyes.
âTell me doll,â he pressed, âWhat were you trying to do Hm? Grinding against those guysâ cocks? Youâre that cock-hungry? A slut?â
Red- you saw red as his words registered in your headâa shake of the head was all to be offered, âSuch a pity I had to deal with this way because you canât control yourself,â your eyes widened, shushed by a shake of his headâperhaps, reassuring.
âSo tell me, what were you trying?â
You stared, like a kid caught stealing- you could only stand there guiltily, answer on the tip of the tongue, but too ashamed to mumble it out.
Suguru simply hummed, âToo embarrassed to accept it doll? Thatâs fineâmaybe me sending pictures of your little toy or the recording of you moaning today in the morningââ
Your ears rang- no way he heard that- your mouth hung open, âYou sound like a pretty bitch in heat you know,â it was simply insulting, to have him say all this- but it was in the way it felt goodâin the way it made you wetter.
âDonât,â you managed, he grinned further, âDonât what doll?â
You rolled your eyes, seemingly unable to get out of your predicament, âGeto please,â finallyâyou could see heâd mentally relented already, âPlease give me back myâŚâ you paused, swallowing, âplease uh- my, my vibrator, give it back please,â your face flushed.
His gaze remained fixated, âDonât think thatâs what it is, câmon dummy, youâre smarter than this right?â
Jaw tightened, you stared at him, âGeto please, can I have my- my uh, my pretty little pink vibrator back?â The way you bit your lip so hard, Suguru was sure it would bleed any secondâadorable.
He clapped right then, like a proud teacherâwalking closer to you, âsuch an obedient doll,â so close hope stood, his breath lingering upon your face, eyes observant to every breath and sighâsmiling when he noticed your relaxed fingers.
He knew you liked this.
âNope,â he chuckledââdonât wanna hand it back yet,â you wanted to scream at himâyou couldnât of course.
âAnd you havenât told me yet,â he continued, âwhy were you acting like a brat Hm?â
And somehow accepting this was worse than accepting the fact above- âI wanted..â he stared hungrily, âI wanted your attention,â everything in that moment felt more interesting than his expressionsâhe found you all too cute such.
âAha,â he smiled wide, âYou wanted to suck my dick so bad pretty?â
âNot everything is about your dick,â you flaredââBut this is, isnât it?â He sneeredâand you quietened down again for it was.
It escalated quickly here on, his hand moving to grope your breastsââCan i kiss you?â He murmured against your skin and as much as you wanted to humble him- to not feed into his ego, you nodded.
With his lips latched onto the supple skin of your shoulder he pulled you closer stillâso very close, a you let out a soft moan, having accepted it was a lost battle to fight him anymore.
âEager,â he gripped your jaw- making you face him again, âArenât we?â A chuckle rumbled deep in his chestâfingers betraying his composure too, in the hasty way they unbuttoned your shirt.
âEager, arenât we?â You mirrored his expression- smirking all the same as you unbuttoned his.
âShut up,â he muttered, a simple commandâbut youâd be fucked truly if you listened to him of course.
âDo it yourself,â you grin- already pushed underneath himââArenât even gonna tell me to stop? Thought you came here to get something? Or maybe the slut really did just want attention,â smile, condescendingâand he did shut you up.
And so there you were, pinned underneath him- hungry lips searching every inch of you, mapping your body in just a certain way.
âHad I known,â he grunted in midst the frenzied kisses, âthat you tasted so sweetâIâd keep you like this all the damn time rather than fighting,â you groaned against him, feeling his hard dick propped against your thighâseparated by all but a think layer of clothingââYou talk a lot, shut up,â
He let your words fall blatantly, mouth never parting from your face as it smeared around wet kisses all over it, letting a deep moan as your hands found their way into the tangled mess of his black hair, pulling slightly with every grind of his hips. A breathy moan escaped you tooâHis teeth nipping at the soft flesh of your earsââthis is what you want right? What you want all the damn time?â
You couldnât care less about his tauntingâuntil a sudden slap ended upon your face, jaw gripped by fingersââTell me, could those men have given it to you like I do?â Heat surged through youâpooling all the way into your abdomen.
A grin you passed and and nodâanother sharp slap, it felt euphoric.
Slowly, Suguru pulled away, enticing a low groan from youââget up,â he murmured and you obliged, black eyes staring into yours, âget up and on all fours,â
âReally gonna fuck in a brothel?â A cheeky grin you adorned, body working nevertheless, as per his wordsâwith hands and knees planted on the bed, you gave a soft arch to your back.
The clink of his belt entered your ears, the low shudder of his clothes thrown awayââSince you love acting like a prostitute, it would only make sense, right?â A hand reached to pull away your shorts too, save for the little black thong you woreâa smirk on his face as he admired the view. His fingers were soft in the way they exploredâtouching and prodding every inch of your back, resting just a little too long at the curve of your ass.
Suguru geto was simply cruel in the way he administered the pleasure on you- handing you a little and taking away a whole lot for the moment his fingers came close to your clothed cunt, the moment your sensitive core could feel the slightest touch, he was gone. All too aware of the wet patch on your panties, you dared not question a thing.
Body shifted to face you, he kneeled on the bed tooâyour eyes widened slightly, scrolling down to the length of his cock, it was pretty you had to admit. A decent length with a girth that you knew you would have you crying laterâan angry pink-ish tip welcomed you, pre-cum leaking over it.
âGo on,â he commanded, ânot gonna put your whorish mouth to use doll?â And normally youâd have reciprocated his words- but just the way his hands gripped your hair, bunching it up into a ponytail of sorts- you knew he was playing. You inched closer, hesitant eyes staring up at him as you shyly licked the tip, it was salty, nothing that you truly minded.
You gulp- uncertain lips as they wrap around the top, an experimental flick to his tip you passed- a hiss escaping his pretty lips, grip tightening on your hair.
âCome now doll,â he sneered, âdonât go all shy over me nowârun your mouth the way you used to suck up for that ex of yours,â you pass him a glare- mouth pulling away from his upturned cock entirelyâhe chuckled.
âNo lie right? After all, you were begging to sleep with him doll, cozied up beside him yeah?â All the while he kept pressuring your hair, a soft cry you let out.
âYou act very smart yaknow,â he rubbed his chinââTry that again,â and with no choice but to comply â you open your mouth and insert the tip of his cock, your jaw loosening to accommodate the familiar girth of his length protruding from your oral cavity to the walls of your throat. Geto hissed at the swirl of your tongue on the underside of his dick, his free hand now on the top of your head with tufts of your hair in his fingers. "...mmhmm, this is how you should use that mouth doll, not in all that chit-chat you do,"
And if you could, in the moment you only wanted to bite his dick off- it wouldâve been hilarious, had he not been holding onto the pictures and recordingsâand you suck as you could, the precumâs taste all over your tongue while his grasp on your hair tightenedâ fingers roughly pushing your head to bob up and down.
It simply felt disgusting to be treated this way, like his slut- like his toy and only worse was the wetness between your legs that couldnât seem to stop growing.
âShit,â he breathed out, âAhâ shit shit, jusâ like that doll,â it felt Dirtyâbut so good, to have him falling apart at your touch, even if he held the control, âsâgood for me yeah?â Raspy, he sounded-hips bucking into your mouth and before you could register what was happening, his fingers pushed your face to his base, his cock prodding deep down your throat, tears were quick to pool around your eyes.
And just then, he pulled out, leaving your mouth feeling hollowâfinger quick to pump his shaft, lubricated by all but your spitâa string of saliva joining it still to your mouth. And right before you, Suguru came with a sharp hiss, âA-ah, fuck,â he groaned, cumming all over your face and chestâpaining you in his mess.
You watched him like that for a second, unspent, eyes huge as you instantly get to suck on his thumb he shoved right into your face.
âGood girl,â he murmuredâ âSo good fâme,â he grinned, he wasnât done yet- not until youâd be too exhausted to even move.
He eyed your form, on all fours for him like a true slut, his eyes only held adoration as he watched his cum stain your faceâhis eyes, however, weâre quick to take note of your drooling mess soon.
He stood behind you now, face level with your clothed pussyââHow pathetic,â he grinned, âYou got so fucking wet by me using your mouth doll?â It was the way he said itâmaking the statement sound so innocent and yet, âOr was it the call? You got all so wet by just my voice? But then again, shouldâve knownââ
âsmack!!
Your body lurched forward with the sudden forceâa cry escaping your lips. You heard him chuckle, âsuch a tease, you have to be punished right?â A shake of your head he offered, nothing against his predefined course of actions.
Another spank he lay downâlips biting down onto suppress your moansââIâm talking to you dollâfucking answer me,â another spank, you couldnât help the pleasure the pain from his palm provided.
Quick enough, his belt was grabbed- grabbing your arms, he shoved your form into the ass-up-face-down position, classic.
âSorry,â you mumbled helplesslyâaware of your bare ass being exposed to him as he slowly pulled down your panties.
âFuck doll,â he bore, âyouâre fuckin glisteninâ,â you knew it and the fact that you knew made it all the worseâjust so another spank came crashing down, a rough squeeze he offered this time too, âthink I should gag you with these eh?â The cockiness all too prevalent in his voice as he pocketed your soiled panties.
A whimper you let out at his wordsâneedy.
His eyes stared at your core, âSpread your legs for me pretty,â and even that small murmur seemed sweet to you as you obliged quicklyâhe chuckled.
âSo obedient for me, youâre far better when youâre like this you know,â
âSavour it while it lastssss- ohâ your words interrupted by a dega of his fingers down your slitâfilthy.
Quick to inhale the scent of youâ he spanked you again, âonly use your mouth to moan and scream for me or to tell me to stop ok?â You nodded, head pressed into the mattress, heart racy.
And in that momentâthe power handle shifted just a bit as Suguru moaned wantonly, nuzzling up his nose between your foldsâfor just in that moment, he let you guide him. A tentative tongue swivelled through your foldsâlapping onto it like he was hungry, and perhaps he was top, for your attention and praise.
âFuck- right there yes,â you moaned hazily, the grip of his fingers tightening around your thighsâsure to leave bruises, he sucked reverently, as if worshipping you in this state and form.
He didnât tease you anymoreâhe couldnât, for as much as he wanted to see you cry for him, for his touchâhe was starved. And he wanted to show you too, that even in your palm he treated you better than any guy ever could.
âMmm su!â You cried softly, mouth hanging open to just let out out moans and cries-âjusâ like thatâsâ perfect,â you arched your back more for himâletting him better access to your hole as he whimpered against your clitââSo so good for me Su,â you mumbled mindlessly as His moans against your slick cunt vibrate you to your core, as he greedily laps you up, tongue-fucking the precise spot that you praised him for finding until the coil in your stomach tightens, and you brace yourself against his shoulder.
âLike that?â He groaned against your cunt, pulling away slightly only to insert a finger suddenly, âfeels good baby?â He questioned, spitting onto your pussy and rubbing it all over your core messilyâanother finger inserted, he stretched you out slowly.
âCould your boyfriend have done this Hm?â You took note of the green in his voiceââof course he couldnâtânothing could right doll?â You nodded hastily, too focused on chasing your high untilâsmack! Another spank to pull you out of itâyou whined.
âSâtight dollânot even your fucking vibrator yeah,â slowlyâthe slight buzz of it entered your earsâeyes widening.
The hum only ever got louder as he brought your toy closer to your coreâchuckling as you clenched around still airââso desperateâwho do you belong to Hm?â
Silence you offered, not even a moan as he rubbed the vibrator around your coreâhe grinned devilishly, âNow is not the moment to play games dollââ you groaned at the touch of the vibrator.
âOh?â He smiled, âdonât want it? Isnât this what you came for in the first place?â
Another swift smackâthis time on your pussy, you clenched and cried all togetherââAh!â His fingers curled up inside youââIâm talking to youâMm! Yeah- talking to you doll,â he grunted, watching you fall apartâanother sharp spank on the same spot had tears building up in your eyes again.
âWho does this slutty pussy belong to? Who do you think about when you cum doll?â You never wanted to feed his ego but in the way, he cruelly pulsated his fingers inside youâteasing your clit slowly with the vibrator you couldnât help it.
âYou,â you breathed out- âFuck sâyouâall you,â
âScream my name doll, let your ex know it too,â and just then he pulls his fingers away too, and the vibratorâlatching onto your clit, his tongue again, swirling and swipingâuntil, it was there.
And all in a moment, it hits you like a waveâpleasure washing all over you as you cum all over his tongueâshuddering and shaking through it, riding his tongue out as you did so.
If you could look behind and spot him, youâd be all too pleased I assure you, with cheeks flushed he kneeled behind you, lips swollen and covered in your cum.
âShit,â he groaned after a moment of silence, his and yours, âPretty sure you woke the whole hotel up with your moans ya know,â and just like that, he was back at his usual selfââShut up,â you mumbled, moving your arms to remind him to untie you.
He was quick to settle you back into a sitting positionâpropped against his chest you lay, head resting on his shoulderââYou want something? Water?â He inquired, concerned eyes boring into yours, you shook your head, he nodded.
You sat there a moment, âItâs 1:30 already,â you mumbled, just like last nightââI should go,â he grinned again, âI would, had your ex been a better fuck than me,â you giggled at his wordsââCertainly more entertaining,â you gingerly spokeââLiar,â he chuckled.
âAnd please,â his fingers teasing your nipples nowâslow, steady circles, âIâm not letting you go until Iâve made you cum at least thrice more,â
âSuguru!â
âAnd now you say my name?â A deep laughed rumbled as he held you closeââuh- suguru,â you looked at him closely, âCan you delete thoseâŚthe pictures and all?â
He chuckled againâalready aware of your angry gaze the moment he replied, âmy doll really is dumb yeah? You think I would care enough to film you when I could cum at the sound of you moaning?â
âWhat the fuck Geto?â
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Hi! I really like your self aware au, could I request Jing Yuan, Blade and Dan Heng(IL) seeing reader crying over Simulated universe swarm disaster? ( it's kicking me in the ass and I'm stuck at difficult 2 :') )
SIMULATED UNIVERSE: a literal disaster
jing yuan, blade, dan heng (il), gepard x gn!reader
summary: you struggle with the new swarm disaster event while you cleared the rest of honkai: starrail's content with ease, how to they react?
cw: self-aware au, comfort
enyo's note: i combined two requests because they were very similar, i hope that's okay! also this was so relatable, i strongly dislike swarm disaster đ
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jing yuan
honestly, i can see him being amused at first.
you never really struggle with anything in the game â even the hardest boss battles won't get you and your team down.
so seeing you struggle like that with the new swarm disaster event, that's a rare sight and he just can't help but find your little fit of frustration kind of cute.
but when it gets out of hand, his amusement is quick to fade away. tears form in your eyes when you fail the challenge again and now the general gets worried.
"are you okay, y/n?" he asks as you exit the simulated universe. there is no playfulness in his voice, only worry.
you shake your head. "i don't know what i'm doing wrong."
jing yuan helps you through this tough event to the best of his abilities. he tries a little harder in battle, going past his own limits to get the job done. he gives strategic advice and coordinates the rest of your team alongside you, like a true general.
to him, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, he's proud of you for not giving up immediately. he's there to catch you after another defeat and celebrates with you when you finally clear a new difficulty level!
blade
he definitely shares your frustration.
not a part of him is entertained by your struggles. if any, he's just as upset as you are. when the two of you work together, nothing ever goes wrong. then why can't you get past the swarm boss?
but even now, his soft spot for you resurfaces when you tear up in sheer frustration. another defeat. another failure. you just want to give up. to shut down your device and punch a wall. although blade is more than ready to commit a sin as well, he tries to keep his cool for you.
"let's try again," he growls, tightly gripping his blade. "i'll bring those bugs their demise."
every time you want to quit, he convinces you to go on, and blade keeps pushing his boundaries just to get you through another level.
defeat only fuels his fire, and he won't rest (and won't let you rest) until you clear another difficulty.
because he does everything for you.
dan heng (+ imbibitor lunae)
as a nameless in his human form he already tries his hardest for you. he knows you are frustrated and so is he, limited by the aforementioned human form.
he doesn't really show it, he doesn't complain. he just stays quiet and does his very best, urging you to move through the various panes with a silent nod.
dan heng hates seeing you struggle, especially since he knows you got through the game's previous content without issues. he's also quite confused, why is this so difficult?
okay, at some point you start noticing his frustration too, as he grows a little reckless during fights. there's anger in his usually solemn gaze as he goes on.
yet, regardless of his own frustration, he still consoles you after every defeat, pretending to be confident in winning at some point even though he isn't confident at all.
so when he gains access to his vidyadhara form, unlocking a newfound strength, he goes all in again, just for you â with newfound hope.
it actually goes better now, but as you reach the swarm it proves to be quite difficult still. but he convinces you to not give up, no matter how many attempts it takes.
when you finally clear a new difficulty level, you might even catch a faint smile. "you did well, y/n."
gepard landau
the captain of the silvermane guards always gets you through whatever the game throws at you. with his strong defensive abilities, he keeps your team shielded and alive in the hardest circumstances.
so he's slightly caught off-guard when your team keeps dying in the new event.
while he writes it off as an unfortunate coincidence after the first few defeats, he seriously starts doubting his capabilities when your team dies again. he doesn't show it but he's secretly afraid that you're disappointed in him for not keeping the team alive.
but his will never falters and every time you try again, he too tries harder and harder. even when you get so frustrated that you're about to tear up, he motivates you to go at it regardless because he wants to make it up to you.
"we got this, y/n," he speaks resolutely.
'giving up' isn't in his vocabulary, so he too pushes his own limits. but it pays off, because you make it past the swarm boss at some point and clear the difficulty level you had deemed impossible.
gepard is so relieved that he prove his worth again; he got you and your team through a difficult challenge, successfully fulfilling his duty.
he's proud of you, and please tell him you're proud of him as well!!
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Can I get a hcs of Loki, Beelzebub and Hermes knowing that only one human (us) is their worshipper in the modern days? These Gods are not worshipped as much as back then so what would be their reaction to that? (Platonic/romantic is up to you! I'm fine with any of them)
Tyy <3
Ofc!!! I'll do my best. đ
â ď¸Just a disclaimer, I did some research on how the gods were worshipped by their different believers, so please forgive me if I get anything wrongâźď¸â ď¸
Ror characters reacting to only one worshipper
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Loki
- Loki was known for being a trickster, and it's not uncommon to dislike him. he plays tricks, pranks, and is just over all annoying.
- He sure is aware of people's distaste for him and his little games, but it never did bother the man one little bit. Why should he care anyway? He was only in it for the fun, nothing else.
- that was how his mindset worked until he found a certain little mortal wandering out and about, making an offering to him. Now that? That REALLY sparked his interest.
- you wouldn't imagine that evil little grin of mischief on his face. I mean, he was never worshipped before, this was an entirely new feeling to him!
- Even knowing the horrible deeds he's done, or what type of person he is...you didn't care. You did your thing anyway, showing your respect to him. That little tint of hope on your face, completely determined to worship him...
- That was one hell of a turn on.
- He was so so so so soooo excited. overjoyed and overwhelmed with emotions, is this what respected gods get to experience? And HE, out of everyone, was missing out on the fun???
- After that day, the gods were always left with someone lacking in a meeting. Or perhaps, the room just wasn't as full of sly comments or remarks. It was eerily peaceful to say the least. But it's better than putting up with some green headed jerk, right?
- Loki on the other hand, would always be seen watching over you with lovestruck eyes. Sometimes going into the mortal realm and turning into little insects, spying on you.
- Mans was lovestruck as hell.
- Like forget playing pranks on people, he had a new form of entertainment. Probably giving little clues in your surroundings whenever you ask for signs that he was listening.
- he'd learn your name, and get incredibly upset whenever your attention was not on him. You were his worshipper, so you had too act like it, no arguments needed.
- I just imagine one time the gods are in a meeting, he'd randomly brag about his dear loyal worshipper, making comments like "oh, my dear beloved (y/n) also has a thing like that in the mortal world~" when Thor was literally in the middle of talking about a brutal slaughter that occured somewhere around the place. đ
- it even weirds out the deities thinking about how much he knew about you.
Beelzebub
- now, beel here is different. He's been known to be evil itself, and all the works written about him is just all the brutal and horrible things he's done.
- He was also aware that many disliked him, but what could he do? He was rumoured to be Satan himself. it wasn't his fault, but all the fingers were pointing at him.
- then he found you, a very determined worshipper with sworn loyalty to him. You believed that he was innocent, and it wasn't his fault. Catching him off guard for once.
- that of course, made him feel a little nice inside. But he had to stop himself. You were just a pitiful mortal with hope, and hope doesn't last very long.
- it made him nervous. What if he repeated the same mistake he had committed before? What of he kills another innocent life who wanted nothing but to worship him?
- he'd try to send signals to you, a sign that you should stop. Trying to get you off his back. But you never did, you didn't care.
- it made him warm, and nice. For the first time in ages, he experienced a nice feeling. And now that he's more controlled with his emotions, he could atleast try. Maybe give it a little chance.
- he found out what your name was, and it brought him peace whenever that same name took up some space in his thoughts.
- Maybe here and there, he'll help you out a bit, Getting rid of those who've done wrong to you. Maybe even showing vulnerability in some occasions.
- and on very very rare occasions, he'd get a little jealous. A little jealous when you show care towards another. He actually did enjoy your love towards him, and had gotten used to it.
- even if he was cold and unapproachable, He had a little soft spot for you in his heart.
- He wanted to cherish this feeling, just for a little while.
Hermes
- mf literally goes around spying on people's private affairs. You know when Poseidon 'killed' adamas? Bro was literally eavesdropping, but got caught anyway. Not even afraid of admitting that he was a rotten scoundrel/cause for a few problems.
- that's why the gods keep an eye out for him, knowing that if word ever got out about anything, it may as well end in chaos.
- he's pretty chill, unless you try him. Finding out that he had a worshipper did quite amuse him in a way. Not to the point where he'd be like Loki..*cough*
- maybe a word would slip out of his mouth, a little "oh my.." possibly.
- I have a little headcanon that since he's pretty handsome, he has a few share of admirers. Maybe nymphs and so on. That's why a worshipper wouldn't really come off as too much of a surprise. I could be wrong.
- But all that aside, seeing your desication and loyalty to him was a nice feeling. especially since nowadays, there weren't many who bothered worshipping deities they couldn't even see. Some growing detached from their own beliefs, and giving up.
- The world is a big place, yet you were the one to catch his eye the most. And maybe he might've grown a little fond of you.
- in his spare time, he'd be composing beautiful melodies dedicated to you. Ehem, as a way of showing his appreciation of course. Don't have your mind wandering off any further than that.
- There were probably also deities out there who hated his guts, not that it mattered to him. He has no more interest in that. he was more busy and happy to give his attention towards you and your little beliefs.
- Maybe at night, you might hear the faint sound of a violin, a beautiful melody that puts you to sleep. Waking up to believe that it was just a dream..or so you thought.
- that's right, just close your eyes and let him take care of you.
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