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ihavemanyhusbands · 1 year
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sending another request for Will with 9 and 11 bcs i can’t leave him out ahhh I just want Will to be mean to me 😵‍💫🌱
Will being mean is so 🫠🫠 (BUT ITS BC HE’S NEEDY AND DOESNT WANT TO ADMIT IT)
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The morning started off with the firm press of Will’s body against yours. His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer as he kissed at your neck and shoulders.
Soon enough, as you shook off the slight haze of sleep, he pulled you onto his lap. His kisses became hungrier, more desperate, in which he also started using his teeth.
There were times in which he simply had the urge to mark you, leaving love bites and teeth marks scattered across your skin. He gripped your hips tightly, grinding you over his hardened length.
It was easy to get lost in such sweet torture, but you were still vaguely aware of time passing and the responsibilities you both had.
“Will, we’re both gonna be late…” you panted, but still tilted your head to one side to expose more of your throat to him. “You’ve got a lecture at eleven.”
“Don’t much care at the moment,” he rasped, nipping at your collarbone. “Let’s just call in sick. I’m feeling greedy. I don’t want to share you today.”
His deft hands slipped under your shirt, pulling it over your head. You were torn, not really wanting to stop him but knowing putting real life in the back burner wasn’t so simple.
“You know we can’t just take up all our sick days whenever you’re particularly needy,” you said, half teasing.
“You talk too much,” he grunted, pressing his hands against your shoulder blades as his lips trailed over your sternum. “How about we use your mouth for something else?”
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neverchecking · 9 months
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(Not a request, just rambling here :’D)
Brain rot says:
What if reader were to get kidnapped.
Some poor, unlucky soul (maybe someone from the Yiga Clan) somehow slips past the chain’s defenses and bam! Manages to snatch reader away. He thinks “hah, this will lure in Link and we’ll finally end his life” and reader is like “I don’t think that’s gonna work-“
“Why not?”
“Well, cuz it’s not just one... it’s eleven...”
Cue, poor bastard looks up and sees 11 absolutely feral Links ready to m u r d e r
(“No wait hold on we can talk about it-“)
Cuz i just wanna see them react (who’d lose it, who’s trying to think things through and make a plan but is shaking w anger and so-) to reader being taken and how they’d react when reader is finally safe and back w them (who’d cry or hug reader so hard it almost hurts or who’d immediately cover them in kisses to reassure himself that they actually got reader back)
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🌱anon!
Poor Yiga ;-; Not really though. Like that had to either be some expert level planning on their part OR Hylia blessed them with ulta-good luck just to see how it would play out.
FBOBFF READER JUST STRAIGHT UP-
(Picture if you will,
"I only count ten?-"
Sage just fucking comes out of nowhere, tackling whichever Yiga is closest.)
Time is a planner at heart. He gets so scarily quiet that the others have no choice but to just stand and listen when he does speak. And when he does it's a succint and well thought out plan that doesn't leave room for survivors. And when Reader is back in their arms? He's doubling patrols, circling the Reader when they travel, there is no window of opportunity for it to happen again.
Wars is another planner. But he's almost frantic about it. Like, in his Hyrule, he's always on a time limit. So in this, he's on an even bigger time limit to get Reader back. He's pressuring himself to make their time apart as small as possible. And when Reader is back, he's vigilant in watching over them. Constantly. They very rarely ever leave his sight (even when they think they do).
Sky probably panics at first, just a bit. But the panic doesn't last long before it's turning into a bloodthirsty rage. He did in fact kill a God. He has that anger within him. Now imagine what he would do to a few measly Yiga. And he's never letting go of Reader. He's holding them to his chest at every given opportunity, clinging to them.
Legend knows what he wants to do the second the news spreads to him. He's ready to leave and damn near does, if not for Twilight. But he's a silent, and deadly type of dangerous. They probably don't even see him coming before he's taking them out. He's a lot like Wars in the sense that he doesn't let them out of his sight afterwards. Ever. Marin left him once and he will not let Reader do the same.
Hyrule is the one who's panicking. Of course, he probably has some form of fairy magic that can track Reader down, he's probably more worried about them getting hurt or sick or dying. Are they cold? Are they hungry? He should've been there. If he had only been better this wouldn't have happened. He's constantly checking over the Reader the second they're back, making sure they never stray far and that he's always within arm's reach.
Four is planning as well. Only his are so...violent that even the rest of the chain have to be like '...Dude.' He's erratic and best and downright versatile. He can't settle, every color flipping through his head over and over, screaming at him to do this or do that. He's also the type to scold Reader, out of love of course, and demand they stick close to one of them at All times.
Twilight is trying to keep the chain together. They are falling apart at the seams and he's desperately trying to hold them together because he knows that it's his best chance at getting them back. But you better believe he is just as angry, just as vicious, just as blood thirsty as they are. Wolfie becomes a staple after the fact because wolfie can get away with tearing into someone's gullet right then and there. Twilight...Not so much.
Wind is Freaking Out. That's his nibling/parent/idk you pick! And they're just...gone? He's running around, demanding they jump into action, and yelling threats when they aren't moving fast enough for his liking. Much like Sky, he is all over Reader when they're returned. Him and Sky probably get into a fight fifbnf
Wild uses his Sheikah sensor. It can track things he takes pictures of, and you know that he has pictures of Reader. He's also ripping, ready to go, just barely remaining there-- only being pinned by Twilight's gaze on him. And when they're back? He's making them whatever comfort food they wish and is practically at their beck and call. whatever they need and he is all too happy to get it for them.
Cal is internally panicking. On the outside, he still has that flat, stone faced look, but he's ready to fucking cry. He misses Reader so much. And is wiling to do anything to get them back. And when they are? Congrats! You've just got a new, full time body guard! He's your new shadow. There anytime you need it. <3
Sage is gone. The second the news spreads, he's gone. He's leaving. He's on the hunt. Out of all of them, he's the most dangerous in that moment. You can't hurt him when he's like that. He has one train of thought and nothing is stopping him. He's not like the others in the sense that when Reader is back, he's not immediately all over them. He needs to cool down. However, late at night? He's crawling into Reader's bed mat and wrapping his arms around them, kissing their neck and promising that it would never happen again.
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ssahotchnerr · 1 year
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Okay okay hear me out.. Your first kiss with Aaron.
Either one that just feel right in the moment. Him being the absolutte gentleman and ask for permission before kissing you (consent is hot). You're not even on a date oficially. But still it feels so natural and both of you want to kiss so bad and it happens you know..
Oooor
You've been hurt and he get mad (not mad but he's scared cause he thought he lost you, and he hasn't told you what he felt). Rising his voice, not wanting to let go of you as you try to walk away, not wanting to be yelled at. And in the spur of the moment he just does it. He just kiss you. prolly in a rainy scenario to make it even more cliché.
- Anon 🌱 (claiming this if that's okay)
i’m such a sucker for desperate aaron 💓💓💓
every time you’re out in the field, there’s just always that nagging thought in the back of his head that he’s wasting time. time is precious enough as it is, and if anyone knows that - it’s him. but there’s just always been something holding him back that’s been keeping him from acting upon his emotions towards you.
so when you get injured, something in him just snaps.
when you’re being looked at by the medic on scene, every part of him is just screaming to do something, and the anxiety and tension of that is what causes him to raise his voice when he speaks to you. but it’s more in regards to him than it is to you.
once you’re deemed fine, the worst will be some lingering bruises, aaron grabs you by the arm urgently (so so gently of course) and pulls you off to the side out of view from anyone. he starts going off about recklessness, his voice is shaking, he’s flustered, his eyebrows are furrowed in anger. but again, his display is more about him than you. he feels reckless because he hasn’t gotten the chance to tell you how he feels, despite the fact he’s had numerous opportunities. that something could’ve severely happened to you, and he could’ve never had the chance to have you in his arms, right where you belonged. he also can’t shake the feeling that filled his chest when jj’s voice entered his earpiece, reporting something had happened to you. she hadn’t been specific, so for a few moments the panic set in that you were gone.
he had been too late. he should’ve saved you. he should’ve told you.
all he can do is grab you by the face -firm and urgent, yet with all the tenderness in the world- and kiss you. he’s kissing you as if the world is simply going to end in a few mere seconds. desperate noises are leaving the back of his throat -his long lasting craving is being finally being satisfied- especially when you kiss him back just as hard. his hands are roaming all over your body, confirming to himself that you’re here and alive and he didn’t lose you. your fingers dig into his fbi vest, pressing yourself against him.
and you can guarantee, he’s never going to be reckless again.
(and omg omg of course welcome!!! :D)
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frogchiro · 2 years
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Hihi, me again I saw something where someone head cannoned that capitano was a abyss lector/abyss creature and because we know pierro is from keanrea’h (I’m not sure how to spell it) I thought maybe pierro and capitano would be close friends like if they use to be general and soldier or smth, that being said since they were close I think pierro would “share” his little wife with capitano on days where capitano has had a rough mission and his little wife would go check up on him, make him tea, help patch him up and stuff like that but now capitano is hopelessly in love with pierros wife.
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hello 🌱! it's actually a very good and interesting point! i have a little headcannon/theory about capitano being a creature of the abyss or got corrupted by it like childe except that no one helped him in the times of need and ended up as an abyss being
but this has so much potential?? like you said, imagine that not only since they are coworkers now since they're both harbingers, but they also know each other from a long lost past life it seems only they remember so they formed a close bond reaching past the dry 'we work together' acquaintances
fem! reader, mentions of wounds and violence, slight cursing, mentions of possibly yandere! pierro, sad capitano noises, this is set in the handmaiden!reader au
so when pierro married his wife capitano was actually very happy for his friend, the white haired man was a lone wolf since he can remember, even with khaen'riah still standing he never seemed to care for settling down or even having a romantic relationship with anyone, so when pierro announced he was courting you, the tsaritsa's personal handmaiden and that her majesty actually agreed to his request capitano was indeed a bit stunned but he was also strangely relieved that his friend wouldn't be alone anymore
you were a good match for the lord jester, you were tough, knew how to handle yourself and had quite the personality, capitano sometimes got to observe you while you were out doing your archon's deeds; qualities that you simply had to have in order to work in your very peculiar line of work
but on the other hand you were such a kind soul that at first the harbinger was thrown off by it; sure you were still young, but your innocence and kindness wasn't really something he'd expected to see, especially in a potential spouse of pierro of all people
yet here you were, the lovely, proud lady wife of the director of the fatui sitting next to him, the capitano, fretting over him and patching him up after a recent minor battle with enemy forces; sure they were few in numbers but they were vicious fucks, managed to nick him on his forearm quite deep, black-blueish blood leaking from the wound, definitely not something you'd see often, but you weren't even a bit disgusted or frightened, surely having gotten used to your husband's *unusual* khaen'rhian anatomy
besides since before even marrying you, pierro gained a very specific habit of 'sharing' you, his little dove, with capitano; not in the way the man understood at first, even recoiled at the thought of doing something so vile like taking advantage of you in a sexual manner, but with a glare and gruff explanation from pierro it quickly became clear that the sharing had absolutely no sexual context to it, it was merely meant as a friendly act of services like helping him dressing wounds, patching him up after a rough mission, making him tea and sometimes keeping him company
capitano was understandably a bit miffed by the proposal, he knew about pierro's...well, possesivness of you, almost to the point of obsession, always keeping a watchful eye on you and basically growling the second he saw that kid-tartaglia was his name? come close to you to chat, but he couldn't really refuse, after all not only it was pierro who we're talking about here letting his darling little wife do simple acts of service for him but it also was an opportunity to let go a bit and *deflate* from his usual rigid posture, figuratively and literally
capitano couldn't really explain it but in your presence he felt calm, like he could breathe easily again and didn't need to carefully watch his every step as to avoid getting, literally, stabbed in the back
before he knew it, he started to enjoy these sessions with you. every time he came back with new wounds you'd freak out a bit and basically drag him to his quarters to patch him up before making him tea and continue fretting over him. since capitano could contort and shape his body at will, he'd make the wounds seem deeper and scarier than they were in reality since it would earn him a tiny gasp from you and although it would also mean a scolding too, it was still worth the feeling of your soft little hands touching his unnatural body...
yet what really bothered, and even scared the harbinger were the feeling he started to catch...dangerous feelings that could quite literally destroy not only his career, everything he worked for, but also his precious friendship with pierro...and you, someone he came to like at first before foolishly catching feelings
capitano truly felt pathetic; he thought he had seen and experienced just about everything, a seemingly fatal wound that would kill a normal man in the blink of an eye, the countless deaths, the cruelty of battle, the delicious smell of fresh blood...yet it all somehow paled in comparison to falling in love with you friend's wife
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master-xochimilli · 6 months
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Hi sir! This is the same anon you called a chatty puppy (oh my goodness that was so sweet). I wanted to be a really good boy like you said so I did the task you gave me and it felt really good!
Master likes big words, huh? Catch me scrutinizing a thesaurus and expatiating the most involuted way of asking you to top me 🤭
Any chance I could be 🌱 anon?
And as expected, you still are so chatty~ It's cute... and what a good pet you are, being obedient and doing your little task~
Also. Shut up. I do not know what that means and now you have me kicking my feet and blushing. I would absolutely adore fucking those words out your pretty little mouth~
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tetsutits · 2 years
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hello👋
i wanna start off by saying i really liked your recent mitsuya post. it was so cute and that's kind of how i imagine mitsuya. so it was really fun to read it.
also, if it's alright with you i'd like to make a request. can i request draken with a fem!reader who tends to overwork herself and downplay her bad health even when it's obvious that she is suffering in pain or just not feeling well at all.
you can make it cute and fluffy and/or add nsfw stuff if you want to. whatever you fee like.
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✰ PAIRING — draken x fem!reader
✰ TAGS — fluff <3 barely edited!!! reader has a caffeine addiction lol. tends to forget to eat/drink water. i think that's all
AN: oh gosh i am so SO sorry that this took so long! i was on vacation and on hiatus for a while. but thank you for the love on the mitsuya piece it really means a lot <3 <3
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your eyes are starting to strain.
you don't know how long you've been sitting here — staring at your laptop screen on your dining room table with the lights dimmed low. wasn't the sun up when you first sat here? you really can't remember. it's dark outside, and the apartment is deathly silent.
you're on your third cup of coffee, your back feels as stiff as a wooden board with how long you've been sitting down. for the most part — you've been productive, even getting ahead of your work and what's been asked of you.
you notice there's a pattern every time — you sit down, telling yourself it would only be for a little while, then you start remembering things that still haven't gotten done, the to-do list gets longer; and you find yourself still in the same spot hours later.
you distantly hear the faint sound of the front door opening and closing, and a few seconds pass by as you wait for the greeting you're always met with.
"i'm home!" draken yells out. he cant see you yet, still in the foyer, but he knows you're here.
the thud of footsteps gets louder and you see him enter through the doorframe of your kitchen. you think it's pretty funny how he has to slightly dip his head down to make it through, his height always getting in the way.
"hey," you smile at him from where you sit, "how was your day?"
he visibly slumps at the sight of you, like the relief of finally being home gets to him. he places a white bag—that you assume has takeout in it—on top of the counter and sighs, "long, tiring, but, it was pretty good. inupi and i finally settled down in the new shop. it was hectic."
he approaches you from behind, and rests his forearms on the back of your chair. "whatcha up to?" he places his chin on the crown of your head, a habit he's picked up while living with you.
you cant really look at him when you talk, so you laugh lightly and tell him, "just work, its been really stressful lately. and there's still so much i have to do! i'm not even near being finished," you groan.
"have you. . . " he pauses, and he looks around at the state your space is in: the empty coffee mugs, used napkins, pencils and papers spread out. ". . .have you even taken any breaks?"
"or, drink any water? because all i see is coffee mugs here, babe," he continues.
you suddenly forget how to speak, because, no, you haven't drank a proper amount of water today, and no, you don't think you've taken any breaks either. it finally hits you, and you realize just how long you've been sitting down.
"I—yeah. of course i have," you say slowly. and it so obvious that you aren't telling the truth, because he feels your body tense and your voice crack.
he drops his forehead now on the back of your head, and sighs deeply. his arms come down to circle around your upper body as much as the chair would allow him, "what am i gonna do with you?"
silence engulfs the room. you really don't have anything to say, but you know better. he's always asking you to take care of yourself and to make sure you aren't overworking. but, if he's not here to remind you, then who will? you definitely can't rely on yourself when it comes to something like this.
"there's. . . water, in-in the coffee," you say, trying to lighten the mood but he only huffs out a breath of laughter and it makes you crack a smile too.
"y'know that doesn't count, silly girl," he lifts himself, and you're suddenly yanked away from the table, the chair pulled back by him.
"k-ken! what're you doing?"
"c'mon, get up," he says, walking in front of you and pulling your arms.
"but i'm not done! there's still-"
he throws his head back and sighs loudly in frustration, but you know he's not angry at you, "babe, i'm sorry, but your work can wait. it's literally the weekend and i'm so hungry i think i could die,"
you're out of your chair, and you look up to see him already gazing down at you, "i've brought food, I'm not eating all of that on my own."
there's a beat of silence before your stomach growls, loud enough that both of you can hear it.
"tch," he flicks your forehead playfully, "of course you haven't eaten anything. do i need to watch you 24/7 to make sure you're living like a proper human?"
you look away, too embarrassed to face him anymore, "I am taking care of my self! i just, i get too caught up with what i'm doing once i start,"
he turns around and barks out a laugh, "sure you have!" he says sarcastically.
he makes his way back into the kitchen, "help me set the table, i've been dyin' to tell you about this dog thats been wandering into the shop recently. he kinda looks like inupi,"
you smile, and you realize that even if you can't seem to put yourself first, you know that draken will always be there reminding you to care for yourself.
you don't know what you'd do without him.
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reblogs and feedback appreciated <3 — my requests are open!
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citizenoftmrrwlnd · 8 months
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self care for : a grass type pkmn trainer (pokemon) with stuff for gardening and reminders of their team! requested by 🌱anon
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hazyhae · 1 day
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HIII HAZY!! Coco + Hazy = Cozy!! Wowowow anyway how are you today?? I feel like I haven’t seen you on my following in a bit BUT THATS OK LOLLOLOLOL, anyway drink water and smoke good BYE BYE
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hiii 🌱anon!!! that’s cute asf lmfao cozy 😭😭 yeah i havent been as active for a little bc (tldr on a previous update) im on a weed cleanse bc i greened out a few days ago so recovering mentally and physically FHJSHDhdhshchsjjfjfnjs but thank you!!! make sure to drink water as well and also smoke (safely) 😊
also anonie ur request is on my to do list i did not forget about it!!
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How many blogs do you have now?
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I have a few-
I have two personal ones. An agere one ( @aew-kun-age-regression ) and a non agere one ( @aew-kun )
I then run this blog and @cg-zestial when big and @lilclaracarmine when small.
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starhvney · 4 days
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Nutted everywhere when I saw your recent post It splattered all over the screen I fear /hj
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📸😨 caught you in 4k 🌱anon /j (so real for that tbh)
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I’m back…
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Hii☺️
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ihavemanyhusbands · 1 year
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omg the smut prompts are all so good, I’m thinking 13 and 26 with Hannibal, I just know that man goes wild over some begging UGH 🥴🌱
BRUFOSORKR OF COURSE HE DOES OHHHH MY GOODDDDD
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No one could quite keep you on the edge like Hannibal. It was utterly maddening at times, but he always made sure you remembered your manners.
You had to earn what he gave you, after all. Otherwise it wouldn’t be nearly as pleasurable, or so he said.
He had you against the wall, his dexterous fingers touching you slowly and deliberately. Based on your hitching breaths and the way your back was starting to arch, he knew that you were getting close.
And just as your abdominal muscles began to tighten, he stopped. You stared at him through a haze of desire and frustration, your pupils blown wide.
“If you want to cum then you’re gonna have to beg,” he said. “The proper way, or else it doesn’t count.”
You glared for one more defiant moment before sinking down.
Once your knees were against the hardwood floor, hands tied in front of you with palms facing each other, you looked up at Hannibal hovering above you.
His smirk was subtle, but the look in his amber eyes betrayed just how much he liked seeing you in this position — at his mercy, reverence upon your gaze.
 “Go on. Use your words, sweetheart,” he prompted. “Tell me how much you want it.”
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neverchecking · 9 months
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👉👈 do you have ref pics of aaliyah?
Askin for a friend (I just wanna try drawing her maybe if ur ok w that)
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🌱anon!
FBIKFBF I DO NBOFF I AM SO OKAY WITH THAT- Be warned I may cry a little.
Here's her TotK Ref sheet!
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And here's some of the pieces I've drawn of her- (including a new, unreleased pinup FHOFBF)
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Her skin tone is supposed to be lighter in that last one Idk what happened FJOFBF
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ssahotchnerr · 1 year
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Do you think Aaron would do the "That’s my gf/wife/partner!" yell when the reader does something really cool? Or would he be more subtle about it? Like I can imagine him doing both
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yes absolutely 🥹
it definitely depends on the when and where:
in professional settings — if you were in the bau — it would be little silent affirmations <3 say you figured out a huge part of the profile amongst the team and other detectives in the department, he would find your eyes - smiling at you with his eyes and since he’s your aaron you can easily see the smallest of smiles tugging at his lips - something no one else but yourself could pick up on <333333 and finally once he’s able to pull you aside, he quietly says how amazing you are hehe <3
in more casual settings, he’s more vocal!!! at home, team night outs at the bar — hehe you made a witty comment towards dave or derek, which makes aaron laugh and go “that’s my girl!” 🥹🥹🥹🥹 and meanwhile his comment makes them all 🙄 but 🥰 because the boss man is in loveeeeeee 🥰 sweetest man ever
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mrkis · 1 year
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alright guys, so I just listened to golden hour for the first time after getting stoned and I need you to listen to the last "wooo" and how he lowkey growls before it I- @ 2:24 this man is so sexy for no reason
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gonna keep this on the mind whenever i get high. need to experience this.
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you did an amazing job, please don't be hard on youself.
i know how frustrating this is, how it is to deal with a lot of responsibility especially when it comes to your family, but you can't demand too much from yourself since you're too young for all of this and did what you could too.
if you feel like you did something wrong, you could learn from that mistake instead of blaming yourself
please, consider thinking about it, i can garantee to you that no one thinks you did badly, and none of us want to see you doing that to yourself
if you want, i am sending telepathically the comfiest hugs that i know and this little sunflower for company 🌻
we love you big red -🌱
im almost an adult im not too young but thanks for the hugs
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