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Bigger than the Whole Sky | Part two: from Neverland to Wonderland

18+ Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Summary: she went from dreaming about a life where she was a mom and she's loved and appreciated for who she is... to actually being appreciated, being really, truly loved and a mom of not just the baby Aaron has helped her make, but Jack as well.

Warnings: canon typical violence, description of a case including torture, starvation and murder, Aaron gets shot in the arm, hostage situation, knife tw, needle tw. step-mom reader, dad hotch, Day dates with Jack.

(18+) multiple smut scenes, Shower sex, dirty talk, breeding kink, creampies, pregnancy tests, high emotions, anxiety attacks, crying

word count: 10.4k

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Everyone is already waiting on the plane when Aaron and Y/N finally arrive, they quickly hand their bags to the attendant and board the jet while trying to act like they weren’t madly in love with each other.

“Don’t you look nice,” JJ catches it first, noticing Hotch is in a tux instead of his normal suit and Y/N’s in a stunning light blue dress.

“Thanks,” she quickly brushes it off and takes the seat across from JJ, closer to the window while Hotch takes the aisle spot right beside Y/N. “We were celebrating my divorce being finalized.”

“Oh, congrats,” Derek reaches over to give her a high five. “What’s it like to be a free woman again?”

She just sighs as she relaxes back into her chair, “I wouldn’t know we barely got 3 bites into our dinner when the call came in.”

“Sorry to ruin your date…” Reid teases from his seat.

“It’s okay, we’ll have more, “Y/N can’t help but smirk.

“Wait…” JJ’s eyes gleamed, “you’re not together, are you?”

Aaron and Y/N stare at each other with similar smirks, “I don’t know, are we?” She asks. She knew they shared a wonderful kiss and they both admitted to loving the other, but they never got that far.

Aaron just nods, reaching out to hold her hand over the armrest. “We weren’t going to tell you but—

“Leave it to the room of profilers to know everything,” Y/N teases.

“We can keep it a secret,” Derek announces, knowing the other two would agree.

“Keep what a secret?” Penelope makes herself known on the little jet TV.

Y/N simply lifts her hand up, bringing Aaron's hand up with her own. “us.”

“Oh, my god?” Penny can’t believe it. “I knew this was going to happen, but holy crap-ola!”

“At first it was just nice having a friend and pissing Peter off but… but now I can’t imagine a life without being this close to Aaron,” she shares, unable to wipe the smile off her face.

“How are we going to make this work?” JJ is the one to ask the serious question. “We can’t have our emotions compromised on the job… we worked 1 case with Will and I was a complete mess, how are you going to handle it?”

“Uh… well, I was thinking Y/N could report to Derek and when it comes to making decisions in the field I’ll take orders from him if she’s compromised,” Aaron admits. “If we file our fraternization paperwork, that’s what Cruz would have us do anyway.”

“I’m fine with that,” Derek doesn’t mind taking on that responsibility. “But you’ve gotta listen, I’m not going to be able to hold you back like I did with scrappy little Jenny from the block, over here.”

“Hey, I’m scrappy 'cause you taught me how to fight,” JJ reminds him.

“You’ve always been scrappy,” Spencer teases.

“Excuse me,” the pilot announces from the doorway of the cockpit. “We’ll be taking off shortly, do we have everyone?”

“We do, thank you,” Aaron confirms, giving them the go-ahead for takeoff.

“Speaking of, are we ever going to hire someone new? It was nice having Emily back for that one case a few months back, but, we need someone.” Derek asks, “And I’m still fine taking over for Dave now that he’s gone… but we need someone to take my spot and Emily’s.”

“I know,” Aaron sighs. “I’ve been looking over applications, no one seems right, yet.”

“I have to agree… I’ve been stalking the applicants,” Penelope admits. “We need to persuade Emily to come home for good.”

“I’ve been trying,” JJ rolls her eyes. “But she loves Interpol, she’s having the time of her life travelling the world. This week she was in Egypt catching—”

“I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we have another abduction,” Penelope announces. “I think we should switch to talking about our case…”

“Agreed,” Aaron says, letting go of Y/N’s hand and reaching for the files.

—

The case is an interesting one.

Small, blonde women between the ages of 19 and 23 are being abducted, and held for 2 to 3 days, only to be dumped at Reaves Park in Norman, Oklahoma when they succumb to their injuries. They’re not sexually assaulted, however, they are brutally beaten, starved and dehydrated before being stuffed into cardboard boxes and left in the park. They’re found in common areas, the footpath, the playground, and even the softball diamond. Clearly on display but still discarded like trash.

It takes them a few days and one more murdered woman to figure out what’s happening, and when they do, they discover it’s a female unsub. It’s rare, but not a surprise when there’s no sexual aspect. She’s seeking revenge for all the time someone “prettier” and “skinnier” than she was picked over her in her life. She’s suffering from severe psychosis, she believes by torturing them like this she’ll feel better but the more she does it, the harder it is to stop.

Putting them in boxes was the way Reid came to figure it all out. The boxes have serial numbers on the bottom flaps which Penelope traced back to an Amazon shipping warehouse in Stillwater, Oklahoma. The serial numbers on the boxes they have recovered all belong to a set of 20 which were bought and sold to a woman named Sarah Freeman and shipped to a P.O. Box also in her name.

Sarah Freeman is the name of a woman who went to Oklahoma state university in 1998. Sarah was president of Cappa Delta Chi, one of the many sororities on campus. Not only was she in charge of the existing sorority members, she was also in charge of the pledges. Pledges are like nominees, they’ve applied to join the sorority but they’re only approved after a month of hazing. Hazing is just a term for the physical and psychological abuse each pledge is put through until only the strongest girls are left. Hazing is hard to go through, it’s even harder for the ones labelled as ugly ducklings… the girls who are bigger than a size 2, are typically non-white and anything but blonde.

They interviewed Sarah, finding out that they not only starved their pledges for weeks because they weren’t a size 2… they made one specific pledge in ‘98 try, time and time again, to fit into a cardboard box without breaking the tape seams or ripping the cardboard to prove she was worthy. They made her do it at parties, in front of the fraternity brothers, and the other pledges, and they even made her sleep on top of a pile of broken boxes that she couldn’t fit into.

Hence, why she now puts these women in boxes. Their final resting spot is one of complete humility, as well as a symbol of how she felt: sick and tired of trying to fit into society's idea of a perfect woman.

This woman’s name was Nina Coleman. She’s their unsub.

The only problem is that Nina Coleman hasn’t been seen by anyone in years. Her parents are dead, she doesn’t have siblings and her credit history seemingly stopped in 2003… then Penelope decided to run the name Sarah Freeman again, finding that there are 2 women with that name in Oklahoma. One who they interviewed, and is currently in police custody for her own safety and another, living in a run-down farmhouse just outside of Cleveland County.

All 5 of them get suited up in their bulletproof vests and split up into 2 groups, Reid, JJ and Hotch are together in one and Y/N is partnered with Derek. It’s nerve-wracking, as every case is, but this feels even scarier than it should. She trusts her team immensely… it’s just hard watching Aaron enter the creepy farmhouse knowing that she’s taking the barn with Derek. She wants to protect him but she knows it’s smarter this way.

Over the radio, Hotch announces that they’re inside, the first floor is clear and taking the basement. Derek says they’re still outside the barn, the perimeter is clear so they’re going in. She covers Derek's six, watching behind them in case the unsub is laying in wake and watching their every move. Derek kicks the barn door in, he checks both directions, “clear,” he whispers to Y/N. “I’ll go left, you go right, we’ll meet in the back?”

“Got it,” she agrees, holding her gun and flashlight, she’s hyper vigilante of everything going on. She tiptoes around hay piles, she sees bloody footprints on the floor and she’s startled by a scarecrow hung on the wall with a metal stake… it’s so fucked up.

In the distance, outside the barn and near the house, she hears 3 very familiar sounds.

Gunshots.

“Derek?” She calls out to him, “Did you hear that??”

“Yeah!” He says, racing her to the barn door and back to the farmhouse. “HOtch!” He calls into the radio. “JJ? Reid!?”

Nothing.

They race to the house, through the kicked-in door and right down to the basement. JJ is on the floor, a bullet has grazed her leg, Hotch is bleeding from his arm and pinned up against the wall of the basement, knife to his throat and 2 guns by his feet… Reid, stands with his gun locked on the unsub, quietly trying to calm her, but it’s not working.

She’s huge. Taller than Hotch, nothing but muscle and hatred, you can’t even really see him where he’s trapped. She’s so much more than they expected.

Both Y/N and Derek have their sights locked on her, slowly making their way down the last few steps, Y/N steps over JJ while Derek leans down to try and help her. One hand aims his gun, and the other works at getting his belt off so JJ can make a tourniquet and stop the bleeding.

“Nina, Nina, please, we’re just here to make sure you’re okay!” Reid tries.

“I’M NOT NINA!”

“Sarah!” Y/N steps in, “You’re Sarah Freeman, we know that… Sarah, we just came because your sisters are worried about you. You never RSVP’d to the Cappa Delta Chi reunion newsletter and they thought maybe you were hurt.”

Nina turns then, still holding the knife to Hotch but her face drops. She is full of concern and bewilderment at the same time, “they want me to come?”

“Of course they do? You’re a former president, aren’t you, Sarah? You’re a legacy now, of course, they want you to come,” Y/N keeps her voice low and soft, she even lowers her gun and holsters it. “Can you let go of my friend Aaron?”

“But— but they called me Nina?” She says, gripping him tighter.

“They were just confused, they thought Nina was going to hurt you, Sarah… Nina’s been hurting beautiful women just like you and that’s why everyone was worried, they thought Nina finally got the prettiest girl in all of Oklahoma,” she lies again, hoping to god that complying with ‘Sarah’s’ delusions would help them.

“Oh,” she understands, dropping the knife she starts to back away from Aaron. “You think I’m pretty?”

“So beautiful,” Y/N agrees, looking to Reid who agrees, even Aaron does. “See? Everyone here is just here to keep you safe… now, I actually spoiled the surprise, I feel so bad but… would you let us blindfold you and tie your hands behind your back so you can’t take it off, and we can take you to your surprise party at Cappa Delta Chi?”

She nods like a child, giddy with joy. She puts her own hands behind her back and closes her eyes. Hotch reaches into his pockets for the cuffs and puts them on her pretty tight and then rips a part of his already torn sleeve off, using it to blindfold her. Once they get the cuffs on her, Derek radios for their backup to come down and then radios for an ambulance.

“These nice friends of ours are going to escort you there, you’re going to have a police escort to the party,” Y/N continues to lie to her.

They get her up the stairs and they pass her off to the local police just as the ambulance is rolling in. Y/N stops one of the EMTs, letting the other go down to JJ. “You’re going to have to sedate her,” she points to the unsub. “Once she knows she’s not going to a party she’s going to go crazy and she can overpower all of you.”

“Got it,” the EMT says, heading back to the ambulance they get a vial of something and draw it into a needle. He follows Y/N to the ambulance and waits for the signal to inject her.

“Sarah? It’s me, Y/N, you did so good getting into the car,” she points at the EMT and he jabs her.

“What?! What are you— what… are…” and then she slumps forward.

“There we go,” Y/N smiles, proud of herself. She closes the door and then taps the roof. “you’re good to take her to the station. Make sure they know she’s suffering from delusions and have a doctor present when they read her her rights.”

The cops all nod, heading off while the other EMT races back into the house and down to JJ and Hotch. She runs then too, almost forgetting that Aaron was bleeding, she was so concerned with getting Nina away from him and now that she’s gone, she can freak out a little.

Downstairs, Derek and Spencer are checking out the unsubs lair… it’s a lot creepier than they suspected. She took photos of everything, developed them herself and hung them on the walls. During the 3 days she had each woman, she’d make them get into different boxes. Some metal, some extra small… one that even resembles the chokey from Matilda. It’s horrific. But she’s been stopped. That’s all they can ever hope for.

JJ gets help up the stairs and Hotch is just sitting on the bottom step, holding some bloody gauze to his arm, he’s going to probably need stitches when they get to the hospital. “Hey,” she makes her presence known as she sits beside him. “Are you okay?”

“I think so?” He shrugs, not having a chance to look at himself… even when he’s covered in blood and his shirt is ripped up, he’s still the most handsome man in the world.

She carefully lifts his chin to get a look at his neck, he has a couple small cuts from the blade and his arm is still bleeding. “Lift this up for me,” she says, taking his left hand and helping him lift his arm, “I don’t want you to bleed anymore, this will make it coagulate at the wound.”

“Thanks, nurse,” Aaron teases her. “But really, you did an amazing job.”

“Thank you… I knew she was delusional and she’s been living in a fantasy where she’s been making these pledges suffer, celebrating her was the only way she’d leave calmly,” Y/N explains with a shrug. “I really just wanted to make sure you were safe.”

“I’m fine,” Aaron assures her, still holding his arm in the air. “I’m always coming home with you, remember?”

She nods, “And me with you.”

—

They get right on the plane after the case is wrapped, JJ wants to be home and not in a hotel room with her stitched-up leg and Aaron feels the same with his arm. Turns out, he wasn’t cut with the knife, a bullet grazed his arm as he pushed JJ down to the ground. Protecting JJ is what enraged the unsub and cause her to pin him to the wall… he was protecting a skinny, beautiful, blonde woman. Of course, it triggered her.

She sits on Aaron's right side on the plane, she leans into his personal space and rests her head on his shoulder for most of the flight, she holds his hand too. She just wants to be close to him and never let him go. So when they land in the middle of the night, she makes him come home with her.

She drives his SUV because he’s tired from the blood loss and the case in general. He’s pretty adorable when he’s this tired too. He cracks little jokes, tells her she’s beautiful and on the walk up to her house, he snuggles into her side only to cover her in kisses once they’re inside. He’s had to hold off on showing her affection for almost a week and he’s done pretending she isn’t the most kissable person in the world.

“Okay, okay,” she giggles, gently pushing him back. “We have to go to sleep, you haven’t had a real rest in days… tomorrow we can spend the whole day making out, okay?”

“Just making out?”

Part of her can’t believe he said that and the other half really hopes he isn’t kidding. She looks up at him curiously, “are you sure you’re ready for that?”

He nods, “Even if it’s just a few practice rounds… or we could start trying right away, I don’t mind either way.”

“Is it even safe to get all your blood pumping like that when you have stitches in your arm?” She asks, more concerned about him than anything else.

He shrugs, “We’ll see in the morning…”

“Okay,” she smiles, happier than she’s been in a long time. “Come on, let’s get ready for bed.”

She gets him up the stairs and into her room, she helps him get his shirt off and runs her fingers down his chest to his stomach, taking it all in as she reaches for his belt. “Did you want to have a shower?”

“Are you offering to help wash me?” Aaron teases.

She nods, feeling a little shy as the prospect of seeing him naked gets more real. "I can…”

“Do you want to?”

“More than you know,” she mumbles, taking in a stuttered breath, she really wants to help.

“I’ll wash your back if you wash mine?” Aaron teases.

“Always.”

She takes him into the bathroom, she draws the shower curtain back and starts running the water all while Aaron pushes his dress pants to the floor and steps out of them. He takes a seat on the closed lid of the toilet and starts to pull off his socks while she works on the zipper of her dress to no avail. “Can you help?” She asks, making sure her hair is out of the way and her back is to him.

“Mhm,” he hums, standing behind her he begins to unzip her dress. His free hand comes around to cup her stomach and once her dress is unzipped, he pushes the fabric to the side and presses a kiss to her back.

He pulls her in closer and kisses her neck, breathing her in and taking it slow as the room fills with steam. He pushes her straps off her shoulders and lets the dress fall to the floor and the hand that rested on her stomach makes its way up to cup her breast, over her bra. She can feel his excitement as he grinds against her…

She tilts her head to the side and lets him kiss all the way up to her jaw, taking it all in, she closes her eyes and hums, “You feel so good.”

“You’re so much softer than I imagined,” he admits.

“I’ll just get softer after we get clean,” she teases, stepping away from him and turning to face him. “Come on, I can’t waste all this water.”

She reaches behind her back and unclips her bra, slowly she slips the straps off her shoulders and tosses it to the ground. She watches his eyes drop down to her chest and then widen, “Wow…”

“Your turn,” she teases, referencing down to the tent in his boxers and trying not to look too excited…

“I take it you’ve been imagining things too?” He teases as he pushes his boxers down and watches her eyes travel down to his newly exposed skin.

She just nods, “Uh-huh…”

“Come on,” he steps closer to her, placing his hands on her hips and toying with the hem of her underwear, “what did you say about wasting water?”

“I don’t care, Derek is still technically paying for it,” she quickly explains and lunges for his lips again.

This kiss is messy and wet, his tongue is so warm against her own. He backs her up until her heels hit the lip of the shower and he catches her so that she doesn’t fall backwards, making them both laugh. He breaks the kiss just to keep kissing down her neck and chest until he’s dropping to his knees and kissing her stomach and feels up her legs. He takes ahold of her panties and pulls them down slowly, instead, covering her in more kisses in place of the fabric.

He’s up close and personal with her most private area and yet she has no fear for once in her life. He helps her step out of her underwear and then his hands trace back up her legs and he cups her hips. He presses another kiss to her lower stomach, the part where she feels the most insecure most of the time… but not today.

“You’re so beautiful… so, so beautiful,” he mutters against her skin between kisses. “I can’t wait to get you pregnant and kiss your belly a million more times as you grow our babies.”

She runs her fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his face and making him look up at her with his big brown doe eyes. “Then get up here and show me how a real man loves,” she whispers back.

She gets him to his feet and into the shower, he sighs at the feeling of the warm water cascading over him. He tilts his head back into the stream, giving her the chance to press gentile kisses to the marks on his neck and trace her hands down his big arms.

He wraps her up in said arms and spins them around so she has a chance to get wet… as if she wasn’t already. “I only have girly shampoos and stuff,” she says.

“I don’t care,” he replies with one hell of a smile. “Smelling like you might actually make me sleep better.”

She doesn’t argue with that, for one because she knows that when she can smell him, either on her clothes or when he’s sleeping next to her, she sleeps ten times better. And for 2… she’s pretty sure he uses the most boring “just for men” shampoo and body wash that this will feel like time at the spa for him.

They lather each other up between stolen kisses and fits of giggles, getting to touch every inch of each other in such a caring manner is so new to her but she never wants it to become old. So many things with Peter lost their spark, and so many aspects of her life dwindled to darkness that she’s absolutely terrified to overdo it with Aaron. She takes her time, she takes it all in and she lets herself live in the happy moment, never knowing when it’s going to come to an inevitable end.

He spins her around to wash her back he runs his soapy hands all over her, around to her stomach where he pulls her in close and grinds his cock against her ass. “I can’t take it anymore, you smell so fucking good I could eat you.”

She giggles, “is it really safe to fuck in the shower?”

“Mhm,” he hums in her ear. His hands drop lower and rest over her pussy. “Do you want to?”

“Please,” she says with a breath.

She leans forward, bracing herself with her hands on the shower wall, giving Aaron the leverage to line his cock up with her from behind. He slips into her with a little stretch that makes her moan as she pushes back against him, taking him as deep as she could.

“Holy fuck, Aaron,” she whines. “Split me in 2, why don’t you?”

“Not my fault you’re so tight,” he teases.

“It’s mine… it’s been too long,” she shares, straightening back up so her back is to his chest once again, she looks over her shoulder at him and catches him in a kiss. She reaches back to place her hand on his cheek, she moans into the kiss as he begins to thrust. His hand glides up to her breasts, massaging them gently, he keeps his other hand over her stomach and then he drops it lower. His middle finger slips between her pussy lips and starts to circle her clit, enhancing her pleasure tenfold.

The sound of their wet skin clapping fills the room, she breaks the kiss to lean her head back on his shoulder, still holding his cheek in her hand when he goes back to kissing her neck. “you’re taking me so well, baby.”

“Aaron,” she moans again, “I’m so close already…”

“That’s okay to let go, baby,” he encourages her.

Her nipples harden at the sound of his voice, he doesn’t miss a beat as he pinches and tweaks her pretty peeks. His tongue drags along her neck, up to her ear where he nibbles, he groans, feeling her flutter and tighten around him. “Finish with me.” He says it more as an order than a question. He wants to feel her finish as he pumps her full.

Her legs start to quake as her orgasm builds, he keeps her steady, holding her flush against his body with his large hand on her stomach. She feels the rush of pleasure course through her veins, she can’t help moaning out his name surrounded by obscenities, they echo around the room. Her orgasm washes over her just as he stills inside of her with a moan of his own.

Lazily kissing her neck, his breathing is heavy but he can’t help himself from saying: “I love you, I love you so much, Y/N.”

“I love you,” she’s able to reply, equally fucked out and spacey. Her eyes feel heavy, and her limbs feel weak. “Oh, my god…”

“I know,” he mumbles against her, still covering her exposed skin in kisses. “And there’s more where that came from.”

—

When she wakes up the next morning, she’s in her bedroom surrounded by sunlight and the feeling of Aaron beside her. His arm is draped over her stomach and the feeling of his breath on the back of her neck. He’s been tucked in behind her all night now, it’s her favourite way to sleep, feeling so calm and peaceful in his big strong arms.

All of her, all of him, intertwined. The golden daylight shines down upon them like magic. A fresh page of a brand new fairytale, one that doesn’t know darkness, one that only knows love and happiness and peace. Forever and Always.

She snuggles back into her pillow and shuffles back into him more so that he tightens his grip on her. He presses a sleepy kiss to her shoulder and squeezes her tighter just like she wanted him to. “Morning,” she speaks softly, still groggy with sleep.

“Morning,” he whispers into her ear before pressing another kiss behind it. “How’d you sleep?”

“Better than I have in months,” she admits. “That’s a lie, I slept okay all this week in that hotel with you.”

“Yeah, but in that hotel I couldn’t just slip into you,” he teases.

She shakes her head with a smile, teasingly, she asks, “Why didn’t you tell me before you’re so into doggy—

“I’m not,” he starts to laugh. “I’m just always behind you lately.”

“Okay, then,” she turns around in his arms so she could face him. She hikes her leg over his hip and he rolls onto his back, bringing her on top of him.

His hands roam her naked back all the way down to her butt where he grips her tight and smirks up at her, “You wanna try again?”

She nods, “if it’s always as good as it was last night… I hope it takes a little while to get knocked up,” she laughs.

“It won’t take that long,” he’s sure of it. “And if you’re this horny now… you’re going to be even more insatiable when you’re pregnant.”

“Oh yeah?”

He nods, “oh yeah… not to go all Reid on you but with twice the amount of blood coursing through your body, you’re going to be the most sensitive girl in the world for 9 months.”

“Mmm, that sounds fun,” she says with a wiggle of her hips. She lifts herself so she can reposition his hardened cock against her core and grind on him.

He tosses his head back against his pillow with a smile, “god, I love you.”

“I love you,” she smiles. Leaning in, she kisses his jaw and all the way up to his ear. With his hands on her hips, he helps her find a good rhythm.

She covers him in kisses, and she sucks on his neck just gently enough to get him going but not hard enough to leave a mark. They only have 1 day off, there isn’t enough time to let any hickies heal before they have to see their friends and co-workers again… when they get a little more time, however, she’s probably going to be the one covered in little marks. Small reminders of how much he loves her and advertisements of who she belongs to.

It doesn’t take much for them to get all hot and heavy. She lifts her hips just enough for him to position himself at her entrance and she slips down onto him easily. He squeezes her hips harder, little bruises in the shape of his fingerprints will surely show in a day or two, as he helps her ride him. He draws her lips closer, kissing her for real, this time. She moans into the kiss, rolling her hips to keep riding him… but her rhythm is off, she’s too into kissing him to do two things at once.

He wraps his arms around her back and cradles her body as he rolls them over. He breaks the kiss just to look between them, he grips his cock and the base and taps her clit with his swollen head, “fuck,” she whispers.

“Yeah?” He teases, rubbing his cock over her clit again, coating himself in her wetness. “You know, it’s easier to get knocked up if you’ve orgasmed already…”

He kisses her lips one last time, he shuffles down the bed, he grips her tits, pushing them together and kisses her right nipple, then the left and then he lets them go, gravity separates them enough for him to kiss the centre of her chest and down her stomach until he’s laying between her legs. She’s dreamed about this moment, the way he’d look up at her with greedy, lust-blown eyes just as he licks at her cunt. And he does just that, only it’s 10x better than she ever expected.

She reaches out to brush his hair off his forehead and grips it as best as she can at this length. It’s been far too long since anyone, including her, has focused on her own pleasure. Sure, she came last night in the shower but that was a mutual gratification. He’s currently just doing this for her. For the benefits it’ll bring her body. And fuck, is it ever good. He slips two fingers inside as his tongue toys with her clit, she moans in response, tossing her head back, “Aaron…”

Her free hand comes up to grip her breast, she needs something to hold, she feels like her soul is going to leap from her body if she doesn’t writhe and grind up against him. She moves with the waves of pleasure that cascade over her, drowning in love, she feels so overwhelmed as her orgasm hits and floods her shores.

“Aaron,” she whines. “Aaron, please…”

He kisses up her body again, his lips glistening as he licks them, “yes?” He teases. “What do you need, my love, tell me.”

“Fuck me, please, put a baby in me, Aaron,” she begs, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips. “Please?”

“Good girl,” he praises, guiding his cock into her, he hisses with how sensitive he is as he pushes inside. “shit… I could live here— quit my fuckin’ job and make love to you all day long.”

“Okay,” she doesn’t fight it, it actually sounds like a dream getting to stay in this feeling for life.

He grabs the pillow from his side of the bed, “lift for me, baby?” He asks, shoving the pillow under her hips as soon as there is enough room to do so.

He gets her at a new angle and situates himself on his knees so he can fuck her with a bit more power. Her arms slip away from his shoulders, and she traces down his arms until they reach the bed where she grips her sheets. He grips her hips, holding her steady as he does so, watching her arch her hips and toss her head back at the new waves of pleasure. She spreads her legs a little wider, feeling him as deep as humanly possible inside of her. He grips the inside of her thigh and squeezes the plush of her delicious thighs.

“Aaron,” she repeats his name again, “I need… holy fuck, Aaron…”

“Use your words,” he teases, enjoying how far gone she is from his touch.

“My clit, I need… I need more, st-stim-stimulation,” she struggles to speak through the pleasure. “Please?”

He’s quick to bring his forefingers to her clit in a circular motion, “There you go.”

“Thank—thank you, oh my god,” she whines again. Her grip tightens on her sheets, she wishes she could hold onto him but he’s too far away right now.

As if he can read her mind, he leans in closer, capturing her mouth in a sloppy kiss and her arms go right around him. She grips onto his back, dragging her nails over his skin, making him groan into the kiss. She can tell he’s close by the way his rhythm changes, he thrusts faster but offbeat. The hand on her thigh goes up to her knee pit, pushing her leg up against her chest he’s basically got her folded in half as he fucks her deeper than ever before.

Her second orgasm hits her like a truck, out of nowhere she feels it rip through her, all she can do is toss her head back, mouth open in a silent moan as her body quakes. As much as he tries to hold back, wanting it to last forever, he succumbs to the feeling of her fluttering around him once more. He drops his weight onto her, he wraps one arm around her waist and ruts into her until he reaches his finish. His other hand comes up to cup her face in a deep kiss as he reaches his high, he stills deep inside her, filling her up. She feels every drop. And it’s everything she ever wanted.

She giggles as she comes down, laughing against his lips and making him smile. “What?”

“You fucked me silly,” she teases him. She wraps her legs around him again, holding him there.

“Thanks,” he smirks. “you gonna let me go get cleaned up, or?”

She shakes her head, “Uh-uh, stay here. Keep it all in there.”

“You’re a freak,” he teases her. “Seriously?”

She just nods with a smile, “says the man who just put me in a mating press.”

“Hey…” he can’t even think of a comeback because he did just do that.

“And last night you said you want to get me pregnant so you can keep kissing my big, round tummy… you have a breeding kink, Hotchner,” she profiles him. “How could you not tell me?”

He shrugs, “I didn’t realize that’s what it was until now.”

“So you didn’t fall in love with me just cause you knew you could keep me big and pregnant for the next few years?”

His eyes roll back with a groan, “okay don’t say that I’m going to get hard again.”

“Good,” she teases. “Fuck me like that again and I’ll be pregnant in no time.”

“Okay,” he doesn’t need to be asked twice.

—

When they’re really done and cleaned up again, Aaron slips out of the room to give Jess a call.

She hates the thought of him leaving but he does have a son and a place of his own to get back to. They were going to talk it all out before this last case, but that got cut short. So now, she sits in her room all alone, half-dressed, wondering what it’s going to be like when everything changes again.

At some point, she’s not just going to be Aaron's girlfriend and co-worker. She’s going to be his co-parent. The mother to his new baby and a helping hand with his original child. She knows just how much he loves Jack and she can’t wait to see up close and personal the way he is as a dad, to get a taste of what he’s going to be like with their children, too.

He gives her a kiss once he comes back in, “you okay?”

“Yeah, just thinking,” she gives him a small smile. “How’s Jack?”

“Good… he convinced Jess to take him to the museum today, so he’s been having the time of his life, he didn’t even think to ask if I was home yet,” Aaron shares with a smile. “He’s really getting into Indiana Jones right now, he’s moved from one George Lucas franchise to the next.”

“Oh, I remember when I wanted to be an archeologist, those were the good old days,” she can’t wait to talk to him about it. She too, loved those movies and not just because young Harrison Ford is hot…

“Do you want to come out to dinner with me and Jack, later?” Aaron asks. “We don’t have to tell him anything, yet.”

She nods, “Yeah, I’d love that… he’s not going to think it’s weird that you brought someone from work out—

“Dave and Spencer are at my house all the time, Jack's best friend is Henry… he’s very used to having my work friends around,” Aaron shares, calming her nerves. “And the more he gets to know you, the easier it’ll be when we tell him what’s going on.”

“What is going on?” She asks, her voice so tiny and cautious. “Are we just dating? Did you ever want to get married again? Are you going to be okay if I stop working to just be a mom for a few years?”

“Y/N,” he walks over and cups her face in his hands, he kisses the tip of her nose and stares into her eyes. “I love you, I want you in whatever capacity you want to share yourself with me and I want us to be a family. You, me, Jack and the baby we’re working on.”

She smiles, “I want to be a family with you, too… I just don’t think I can live through another heartbreak, so—

“I’m never leaving you, I’m like a scar that won’t ever fade. I’m going to stay here, attached to you, for the rest of your life,” Aaron says, he brings her in for another kiss and holds her there, breathing her in and sealing the promise.

—

They go at it once more before they have to leave to meet up with Jack and Jess. They agree on a local place, Jess isn’t going to stay for the meal, she has a date of her own to get to so she just drops Jack off with them, she shakes Y/N’s hand and makes her acquaintance and then she's gone.

“How was your day, buddy?” Aaron asks, hand on his back, he caresses his shirt with his thumb.

“Really cool, I got to see the new dinosaur exhibit,” Jack says with a big smile plastered to his face… he looks so much like Aaron but more like his mom. Specifically the picture in Aaron's office of her smiling on their wedding day. Their smile is the exact same.

“I’m so glad you had a good day… have I ever introduced you to my friend Y/N?” Aaron asks, extending an arm to her.

She waves at him, “Hi, Jack.”

“Hi… are you my dads' new girlfriend?”

“Jack,” Aaron can’t believe he asked that, but then again he’s 10, almost 11. He’s smart too… of course, he would know.

She nods, “I am. But I work with him too, so we’ve known each other for a while… are you okay with that?”

He nods, “You can keep him safe from the bad guys.”

“Yeah, I can,” she stands a little taller and smiles. “I heard this is your favourite place to eat with your aunt, so, can you tell me what’s good?”

He nods even more enthusiastically this time. “Come on,” he takes her hand and drags her inside the restaurant.

Inside, they get a booth and Jack sits beside Y/N, across from his dad, who always sits facing the door, watching everyone who comes in and who leaves. She never noticed it before, not until Jack tells her: “Dad says that if there’s ever a bad guy, he’d be the first to see it, so he’d be the first to help.”

“Your dad is the best at getting bad guys,” she agrees, it’s something she’s always admired about him.

“You know, Y/N is good at it too, she saved me from an unsub the other day,” Aaron shares.

“Really?” Jack looks at her all concerned. “What happened.”

“A crazy lady was keeping girls in boxes and she was like the size of a house… she would’ve snapped your dad like a toothpick but I convinced her she had a surprise party to go to, cause remember, she was crazy, and she willingly went right into police custody,” she shares like its no big deal.

“Wow,” Jack is blown away. “You’re really cool…”

“Why, thank you,” Y/N can’t believe he said that. “That means a lot to me.”

Jack gives her another big smile. “Do you have any kids?”

She shakes her head, “No… but I want to have some.”

Jack looks right at his dad, “do you?”

“Jack, buddy—

“It would be cool if you did,” Jack cuts him off. “We had sex ed last week so I know you need a boy to—

“Jack,” she cuts him off too and reaches out for his hand. “We can talk about it later, but not now, okay?”

He nods. “okay.”

Aaron looks at her with eyes that read “I’m sorry” She just smiles and shrugs as if to say it’s fine. Cause it is, she’s not embarrassed or anything. Jack is curious, he’s smart and he’s emotionally mature enough to see that his dad is in love with this new lady… and Henry has been learning about what it’s like to be a big brother. Cause JJ and Will are really trying to expand their family, so much so that she’s started doing IVF.

Jack and Henry do everything together. They’ve bonded over having 1 workaholic parent and their love of superheroes. They spend their weekends playing and visiting museums and parks… it’s only natural for him to want to be a big brother if Henry is going to be one too.

After that, they have a seemingly normal and wonderful meal. The food is good, just like Jack promised and their drive home together is pretty quiet. Jack stares out the window, the radio is on low and Aaron holds her hand over the middle console. They stop at a corner store for snacks, Jack has been wanting to rent the latest Marvel movie and so they pick it up too.

The 3 of them all cuddle up on the couch, Jack sits between them, and Aaron drapes his arm over the back of the seat so he can rub her shoulder every few moments and keep constant contact with her. They blow through their popcorn and candy, Jack stays up for the whole movie because of all the sugar and then he wants to stay there with them. He snuggled into Y/N’s side, tucked under her arm and everything. Aaron’s not surprised… he’s like this with JJ and he was like this with Beth too. He misses his mom and this is the closest thing he gets to having her back, so Aaron lets him stay up. And when he falls asleep, they carry him to bed and tuck him in together.

She has to wipe a stray tear once they close his bedroom door, overwhelmed with feelings… the biggest one is love. “He’s the sweetest.”

Aaron pulls her in for a hug, “So are you.”

“I loved tonight,” she says as she pulls back, she smiles up at him with gleaming eyes. “I loved all day with you, actually.”

Aaron cups her face in his hands, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Do you want to stay tonight?” He asks, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs.

She nods, “if that’s okay?”

“It’s perfect… I’ll take the couch, you can have my bed,” he says with a half smile. “It would be weird for him to see us in bed in the morning. He typically tries to crawl in with me when I’m home, I don’t want him to think we’re moving too quickly.”

“That’s okay,” she doesn’t mind at all. “We can still hang out for a while before bed, though, right?”

He nods, “Absolutely.”

—

She knew in her mind that getting pregnant wasn’t going to happen in an instant. She’s so used to going month after month with negative pregnancy tests and being over 35 and with Aaron in his late 40s… she didn’t think either of them would be able to produce a baby so quickly. But boy, was she wrong.

During dinner she got a whiff of Jacks mack and Cheese with Dino nuggets and felt sick, the smell of the powdered fake cheese mixed with ketchup made her stomach churn and she had to excuse herself to the bathroom to clutch her chest and wait for the nausea to pass. It was so weird, she didn’t understand what was going on. At first, she suspected that she caught something in their latest case, and then she turned to look in the mirror.

Her skin was clearer than it ever had been, her hair was shiny, and her boobs were perky as all hell… “Oh my god,” she whispered to herself as her hand traced down her chest to cup her stomach. “Oh, my god?”

It took everything in her to act normal the rest of the night but Aaron could tell something was up. He offered to let her sleep in his bed once again, he still didn’t want to sleep together around Jack yet. He’s still getting used to the fact his dad has another serious girlfriend. After losing Beth as well, Aaron is not ready to rush things on him. So, she refused his offer, saying she was fine when really she was panicking. The plan was to call Aaron as soon as she got home, instead, she texts him to let him know she made it safely… but she didn’t send that text from home, she sent it from the parking lot of Target.

She needed to go buy and test and cry in her bathroom, alone, no matter the outcome.

Her period wasn’t late, she didn’t test this month to know her ovulation window and this is nighttime urine. The best time to test would be in the morning, so she grabs 4 tests, a sleeve of red solo cups and a tub of ice cream and she heads home for real this time.

She kicks off her shoes at the front door, puts the ice cream in her freezer and races to her bathroom upstairs. She tears the package of cups open and a few falls to the floor, she grabs one and immediately pushes her pants down so she could hover over the toilet and pee into said cup… no one ever said finding out if you’re pregnant was pretty.

With a good amount of pee in the cup, she places it on the counter and finishes her business. When she stands again, she reaches for the grocery bag on the counter and takes out the pregnancy test box, reading the back hastily, she tears it open for a test. It’s fairly simple, submerge the test strip in the urine for 30 seconds, wait 3 minutes and then check for two lines.

So simple… so why is she freaking the fuck out?

She dips the test into the cup, counts 30 Mississippi’s and then sets it on a piece of toilet paper to do its thing. And instead of freaking out the whole time, she goes to her bedroom to strip out of her work clothes and into something comfortable so that the 3 minutes fly by. And they do.

When she goes back to the bathroom, she does everything but looks at the counter… she’s not ready to be heartbroken again. She crosses her fingers, she takes a deep breath and she looks down at the test.

At first, she doesn’t see a second line so her heart drops to her stomach, but as she picks it up and turns it towards the light, the second line is there but extremely faded. She can’t believe it. It doesn’t feel real in the slightest and instead of getting her hopes up, she believes it’s a false positive. She thinks maybe she left it in the pee too long or maybe she let it sit too long… maybe something different will happen in the morning? She has no idea but she doesn’t believe she’s pregnant.

So she goes to bed. She doesn’t sleep. But she lays there, staring up a the ceiling thinking of all the possibilities until tears roll down her cheeks and into her ears. She has never been this close to a positive before. Every single dream she had about her baby was back in her mind, just rewritten with a better man holding their tiny child in his arms.

Aaron is already such an amazing dad, thinking about him with another little baby is so easy to do. She can imagine lazy Sundays in bed as a family of 4, she can imagine trips to the store for groceries, and dinner somewhere quick like McDonald's, and screaming kids in the playroom trying to get along… she can imagine most of all the way he’d cup her gigantic tummy time and time again as they build a bigger family. She can imagine Jack helping around the house and getting her bottles and diapers from another room. She can imagine him holding the babies in the hospital, introducing his siblings to their new baby brothers or sisters and passing on the torch of older brother. She can imagine all of them in the crowd at Jack's graduation and surrounding him with all the love in the world. Because it’s what he deserves.

All the dreams that would’ve been, the babies that should’ve been… they’re nothing compared to what she already has with Aaron and Jack. But a new baby wouldn’t hurt. Or a few more after that.

—

When she wakes up in the morning, the first thing she does is pee in another cup. She dips the test in it for 30 seconds and leaves it upside down on a piece of toilet paper while she does the rest of her morning routine for the next 3 minutes. She really doesn’t want to stress about it, it’s going to be fine regardless of if she is pregnant or not. At least with Aaron, he’s actually willing to help her try this time and he had all the parts to do so… and boy, did he know how to use them.

As much as she is excited to possibly be pregnant, she kinda wishes the trying period was longer. Having sex with him was fun. She hasn’t had fun, loving, enjoyable sex in years and the thought of it stopping made her a little sad.

She heads downstairs to make herself some coffee and toast, her nerves aren’t making her hungry but she knows she has to eat before work. By the time the toast is popping up, her phone alarm is going off to tell her it’s time to check the test. Part of her wants to run up the stairs. The rest of her freezes. She’s really not ready. And she doesn’t want to find out alone.

So she stops the alarm and she calls Aaron.

He picks up right away, “are you okay?”

She wants to start crying right away, her whole body is shot with hormones and feelings, she hasn’t ever felt like this before. “I don’t know,” she manages to say with a quivering voice. “I think I’m pregnant.”

“Jess just arrived, I can be there in 15 minutes,” he says within seconds. “You’re okay, it’s going to be fine, I promise. I’ll be there as soon as possible— wait, do you have tests? Do you need some? Or anything else?”

“I already did a test I just can’t look at it without you,” she admits.

“That’s okay, love, I promise I’ll be there in a minute… do you want me to stay on the phone?”

“No… no, it’s fine. I’ll see you soon?”

“Yes, you will. I love you,” he says and she can almost hear the sweet smile in his voice.

“I love you too,” she says back, hanging up soon thereafter.

She doesn’t head back upstairs at all, she can’t bring herself to drink her coffee in case she is pregnant and it’s not like she needs it. The nerves alone have woken her up completely and also made her unable to eat anything she’s so anxious she could throw up… or is that from being pregnant? She doesn’t know.

When he pulls up, she’s standing on the front porch with a cup of coffee for him. “I can’t drink it if I am pregnant.”

“Actually you can have 1 a day,” he says with a smile, taking it anyway. He wraps one arm around her and pulls her in for a hug. He kisses her head and holds her there for a moment. “It’s going to be okay.”

“I know, I just needed you,” she says as she pulls away. She reaches for the door and lets them both back inside, locking it behind herself. Even when she’s awake she doesn’t ever leave the door unlocked. She’s been at her job too long to know any difference.

Aaron follows her up the stairs and into her bedroom, he takes a few sips of coffee and places it on the night table on his side of the bed. He notices she’s not even dressed for work yet, so he sends Penelope a text to let her, and the others, know they’d be late.

“Are you ready?” He asks, watching her as she stands anxiously in the doorway of her bathroom.

She nods. “I think so.”

“Even if it's a negative, we have lots of time,” Aaron reminds her, he places his hand on her back and smiles. “And I’d be more than willing to go to your fertility doctor.”

“Yeah?”

He nods, “if we need a little help, there’s no shame in that.”

“I love you,” she leans into his space and kisses him right on the lips this time. He tastes like coffee and hope… so she’s ready. “Let's go look.”

“After you,” he says, letting her into the bathroom first.

She stands at the counter, her hands gripping the linoleum top. She takes a deep breath and flips the test over.

It’s positive.

Very clearly and darkly positive. Two lines standing side by side, bright pink and happy to be there.

“Holy shit,” Aaron is the first to speak.

She just stares at it with her jaw on the floor… she’s never seen a positive on her own test in her entire life. After almost 80 tests. 8 years. She has a positive. She’s having a baby.

Aaron’s baby.

She turns to him with tears welling in her eyes, they slip down her cheeks as she starts to laugh… its absurd. She doesn’t know what else to do as she jumps into his arms and holds him tight. His big hands land on her back, he buries his face in her neck and gives her a few kisses. “We did it.”

“We did it,” she repeats. “We fucking did it!!”

They celebrate with a few more kisses and then she turns back to look at the test again. “I need to take a picture of this, I’m going to send it to my mom and maybe even frame it. Holy fuck, I’m pregnant!”

“You’re so cute,” he reminds her. “God, I love you so much.”

She can’t stop smiling. She does take a picture of it, she puts it in a plastic bag for safekeeping and slips it into her night side table. She’s so sidetracked, talking a million miles a minute about doctors' appointments and how they should tell their families and the team and so much more, Aaron can’t even keep up. She says everything while walking around the room, looking for something he would help her find but she isn’t talking about it, she’s stuck on the baby.

“Baby,” he uses her pet name to draw her out of it, he holds her by her shoulders and looks in her eyes. “What are you looking for?”

“I don't know… I can’t remember? What was I saying?”

“Something about a baby registry? Honey, we have 9 months. Just get ready, we have to go to work.”

“Right, sorry,” she’s so out of it.

“It’s fine,” he doesn’t mind, at all, actually. He thinks it’s cute, he just knows the team will have more questions every minute they’re alone in the office.

She picks out a pair of dress pants and a white dress shirt with muted blue and pink lines on it… subtle, but it also screams “A baby is coming” and Aaron wonders just how long it’ll take everyone to start placing bets. If they haven’t already.

He finally gets her already and into his car, he makes sure she didn’t forget anything with everything that’s on her mind already… and then they’re gone.

“Aaron, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to be normal today,” she admits as they pull up to the building. “I'm so scared to move or jump or do anything in case I miscarry.”

“I know,” he reaches over and holds her hand. “You can take it easy and we don’t have to tell anyone why and when you start to get uncomfortable being in the field you can switch to desk duty… you can even help me hire your replacement and we need someone to still cover where Derek was before he took over for Dave.”

“Yeah… yeah that sounds doable,” she agrees, trying to hype herself up.

This is the furthest she’s ever gotten on the road to becoming a mom and it’s terrifying just how quickly it can be taken from her. She’s older than she thought she’d be when having her first baby but she’ll take it. She’s too excited while also terrified and in love with their baby and him and this whole situation. It’s perfect, no matter how scary it is. It’s perfect.

“I can’t believe it’s happening,” she admits with tears in her eyes. “We did it.”

“You’re the one doing it,” he reminds her. “you’re spectacular, you’re going to be a fantastic mom, this is all about you. I’m going to make sure you feel as special as I know you are, the whole time.”

“Aaron,” she whines, eyes welling with tears. “God, I’m already so emotional I’m not even that pregnant?”

“It’s been almost a month, hasn’t it?” He asks, “If you don’t mind me asking… when was your last period?”

“When we were on the Nina Freeman case… I had it when my divorce was final, it didn’t last that long so… oh my god I was in my fertile window when we had sex in the shower?”

“And then 3 more times the following day,” he brags, smug as hell. “And then a few more times these last 3 weeks…”

Thinking back to it, this is the most fun she’s had in years. This is how it was always meant to be. “I’m probably 4 or 5 weeks pregnant… no wonder I’ve been so tired and horny and why jacks dinner made me want to barf last night.”

“I knew it,” Aaron teases, pulling into a parking spot at Quantico, he throws the SUV in park and turns to her. “I knew you didn’t want to sleep over for a reason.”

“I’m so used to taking the tests all alone and doing all the work that I just resorted back to my normal routine and it made me really sad,” she admits. “I never want to do anything without you.”

“I never want you to do anything alone ever again,” he reaches out to hold her hand, brings it to his lips and kisses her knuckles. “You’re mine forever now, I’m not going to let you feel lonely ever again.”

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Head Over Heels (Law X TomBoyF!Reader)

(A little dabble I thought while taking a piss 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 like 3 minutes ago)

Warnings⚠: None

[Part 1/?]

Law meets Luffys older (by like a year) sister who honestly the type of girl he’d imagine being the big sister to the Straw Hat and BOY is she just fiiiiiiiine!

3 brothers!

Imagine growing up with 3 idiot brothers with only one of them being less stupid. Fist fights, rolling around in mud and dirt, covered in blood from hunting, needing a bath every night to not get sick. Haha God I love those idiots!

Law doesn’t know why he’s here, walking down a random street on a random island with the idiot Straw Hat Luffy. As the two walk, Luffy lets out a loud yell as he sees a familiar older girl walking down the street. “HEEEEEEY! (YYYYY/NNN)!”. He calls way too loudly, drawing the attention of everyone including the girl. She turns in confusion, the gasps as she looks over with wide eyes and a bright smile.

Luffy jolts off over to the girl, the Captain of the Heart Pirates groaning as he slowly walks to catch up. He sees her wearing baggy long pants and a bikini, saddles and a small pack bag through the belt parts of her pants. Luffy jumps and hugs her, who hugs him back. “No way! It’s so good to see you again little dude!”. She greets him. “I’ve missed you so much!”. Luffy cries. (Y/n) pulls off the younger kid, putting him in a headlock as she ruffles his hair with his knuckles.

“You little fuck! I thought your ass was dead you little shit! Scared me half to death! I swore I saw the light!”. She snaps at him angrily, tightening her hold as he starts to choke. “I-I’m sorry! Please don’t kill me!”. Luffy breathes out, spazzing in her hold.

The Heart Pirate Captain finally catches up, looking at the two with a raised eyebrow. “The hell are you?”. (Y/n) asks the taller man, looking up at him. A thump goes through his whole body, strange. “Th-this is my friend!”. Luffy chokes out, now trying to pull her arm away. “No shit! Can’t believing you made a friend that isn’t some 30 year old guy!”. She says happily.

Law looks at his now turning blue friend, his cheeks reddening at the sign of his face so squished against her boob. “Hope this little turd hasn’t been too much of a pain in the ass”. She tells him, finally letting go of Luffy to let him fall to the ground. ‘Yes, he has been a giant pain in my fucking ass’. “No, not at all”. He responds. ‘Damn it!’.

She then hums, getting on her tippy toes and leans right up into his face. “Holy crap! You’re that Law guy! I heard about you! Your bounty is like crazy high at like 3,000,000,000 berries!”. She points out in shock. “Yeah! Isn’t he awesome!”. Luffy cheers, now back on his feet. “It is quite impressive, I must say”. She hums, holding her chin with her hand as she nods.

“Uh…th-thanks”. He mutters, gripping the brim of his hat to lower it to hide his slowly growing blush. ‘What’s with this woman? Why am I like this? Damn it!’. “So, whatchu up to these days?”. Luffy asks his older sister, the two turning to each other. “Oh ya know, just traveling around looking for anything to do! Probably doing the least to piss off the old man out of us kids”. She answers, leaning with her hand on her hip.

“How bout you? I’ve seen that your bounty has only been goin up so ya still trying to be King of the Pirates?”. She asks. “Yep! And it’s only gonna go up and I’m gonna be king!”. He responds happily. She chuckles at her little brother. “I believe it! Remember I’ve been your number one supporter since day one”. She reminds him, nudging his arms with her elbow.

She then turns back to the other captain, feeling an arrow go through his heart when her eyes meet his. “Mind if I hang with you guys for a while? Just for a bit, I wanna catch up with my baby brother”. She asks him oh so kindly. Law felt as if his heart stopped, chocking and spitting out his own spit. Luffy laughs at his reaction while his sister just stares.

She reaches into her bag and pulls out a handkerchief, holding it out to him. “Do you…need this?”. She asks nervously, never really seeing a guy act like this before in her life. “Uh…”. He takes the handkerchief from her, feeling the soft fabric on his fingers. “Thanks”. He thanks, raising it to clean his face. “Oh man! You should have seen your face!”. Luffy laughs at his older friend.

He holds the handkerchief back to her, her hand grazing his as she takes it back. Her finger tips are as soft as silk, her fingers smoothly sliding off his. Laws nose suddenly bursts, blood gushing out his nose like a hose. “Holy crap!”. The girl yelps, jumping back while Luffy bursts out laughing again. “Hahaha! Now you’re like Sanji!”. He laughs, holding his stomach from all his laughing.

(Y/n) looks at her brother with a concerned expression. “Is he uh…usually like this?”. She asks him. “Hehehe, nope!”. He simply answers. All Law can do it turn away from the two, his face a dark beet red. Never in his life has he been this embarrassed just because of some girl. (Y/n) leans over so she can whisper in Luffys ear. “Should I leave and we catch up a different time?”. She whisper asks him, causing the younger boy to turn and look at her.

“No no it’s fiiiine! Just give him a minute”. He reassures her. She hums as she leans away from her baby brother, then just to lean back over. “He said he acts like a friend of yours, what’s he like?”. She asks him. “Oh you mean Sanji? He usually acts like that around girls, he really likes girls”. Luffy answer. Oh…OH!!! Oh~. “Oh I see~”. She coos, leaning away from her little brother again.

“Huh? Get what?”. Luffy questions. (Y/n) then grabs Laws hand, gaining his attention and causing him to freeze in place. “So Law, are you here for long? Perhaps we can meet up and you can tell me some stories of dumb shit my baby brother has done?”. She asks him, sending him a little wink. His nose starts to bleed again, but he’s able to muster out a nod. “Cool! Now why don’t we go somewhere nice and chat!?”. She says happily, linking arms with her brother and dragging the two down the street.

Trafalgar Law, Died Age 26

Death By Blood Loss & Heart Attack Caused By Luffys Hot Older Sister

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pinkandpurple360 · 5 days

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Thank you, I think you just nailed what it is about Stolas that bothers me.

Like, you said how Asmodeus encourages Fizz to build a support system outside of him. He calls up Blitzo despite literally talking shit about him the episode before, just because he trusts Fizz’s forgiveness and knows he needs support, both physically and emotionally, that only Blitz can provide. And he doesn’t seem to mind that Fizz has interests outside of just their relationship, like performing (unless it’s Mammon). Not to say that Ozzie or the relationship is flawless (none are), but at Oz seems to genuinely just want Fizz to be happy. If by some bizarre twist Fizz broke up with Ozzie, I think the big guy would be sad, but ultimately would rather see the guy who taught him love be happy without him than be unhappy with him.

…Meanwhile, Stolas acts like Blitz solely exists to be his taboo imp lover. Stolas has never shown any interest in Blitz’s actual work, his hobbies, his family, his friends, his past, anything. He literally dirty talks to him while he is literally getting shot at. He doesn’t ever actually listen to him, and if the recent alleged Full Moon plot leaks are anything to go by, he’s never going to. This isn’t even getting into the coercion. Even if that wasn’t a factor, I feel like if Blitz were to move on (which let’s be real, he’s trying to) Stolas would mope and blame Blitz for all of his problems, and believe he is entitled to Blitz’s affection. That’s why I’ll never be able to get behind the ship no matter how much it’s stuffed in our face. It’s built on not only literal SA and class exploitation, but an incredibly unhealthy idealization and victim complex.

Oh wait, did I say would? This is literally canon.

Exactly because I know Asmodeus is very protective but who wouldn’t be? After seeing mammons behaviour I completely understand. And giving fizz someone else to provide safety was an act of kindness, uh, even though fizz wasn’t too happy about it🤭 he seems to notice how important Blitzø is to fizz more than fizz does..might be a bit of a shock to come later…I just love how he doesn’t force fizz to be with him, he’d always give him that choice.

EXACTLY anon. The coercion is a massive problem, but this ship is so incompatible that it’s still deeply flawed without that factor. “They’re both bad at communicating!” Is something shippers say to imply they’re clumsy in love and so similar to each other..when..no..poor communication is why relationships fail, why they end up abusive, and why they shouldn’t continue.

Stolas never cares that it’s a bad time, he uses blitzø as his security in LooLoo land despite not even needing it. To fuel a fetish of being saved by him, which in western energy nearly got him killed. When he learned Loona had to get a vaccination, he didn’t give a damn. He wanted IMP to drop everything and come to his aid, when he didn’t even feel in danger until the phone call ended. “I believe he has me bound by blessed ropes, limiting my ability to free myself I’m afraid. 😏 so I think you should come save me 😌”

While explaining about the blessed rope, and not having his grimoire in the human world, he’s smiling in both scenes. Think about it, his supposed weakness plot devices give him an opportunity to manipulate the situation again, to spend time with Blitzø against his will. In seeing stars he used violent intimidation tactics to get the three to bend to his will and do him favours. You can see the dark character he truly is with this pattern of behaviour.

There’s a lot of talk that Stella is mad about the cheating with an imp, but consider that seconds before he sees Blitzø at the party, Stella pisses him off by talking about how bad their sex life was. He then decides to jump in bed with said imp, which is even what he refers to him as. “Sir, we caught this nasty imp” “come with me, imp.” That’s a race play fetish right there.

Also yeah holy crap. Blitzø says he’s being used as a sex toy and stolas….cries? then kicks him out of his house? What a little bitch… “I will make amends” no you won’t liar 💀 then Blitzø will apologise to him and fawn over him like he used to for Fizzarolli? I feel sick..

#stolitz critical

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rinwritesfics · 2 months

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Hunt You Down

Plot: Kix swears up and down if you avoid medical attention again, he will come after you.

Warnings: Minors DNI, this gets sexy at the end. Fem!reader

Word Count: 1070

Author’s Note: Many of you showed immediate interest in this one on the poll – here's Kix, @the-rain-on-kamino (holy crap I can’t believe you found my little blog! I'm freaking out over here.).

“I told you, I’m fine! It’s just a little scrape!” You waved your hand through the air. Well, the one he wasn’t working on, anyway.

Kix didn’t look away from his work. “It is not just a little scrape! This almost required stitches, Y/N!”

You grumbled and sat back in the chair. “But it didn’t.”

He scowled, pausing his bandaging of the back of your hand. “Why are you so averse to getting medical treatment?”

“I don’t need it.” You giggled. “I exist just to piss you off, Kix.”

His eyes narrowed. “That’s Fives. Tell me the real reason.”

Your stomach did a flip-flop. The real reason was something you couldn’t tell him. “Well, you’re a combat medic. You have more important things to do than this.”

Suddenly, his voice got uncharacteristically soft. “This is still important.”

The sound made you melt a little and your lips parted. “Well, uh, thanks Kix.”

He finished wrapping the cut and gently examined the job he did. You wanted him to let go of your hand – you were enjoying it more than you were supposed to.

“Anyway,” continued Kix as he cleared his throat and glanced back up at you, “Don’t make me come find you for things again. Because I will hunt you down.”

“Okay. Can I go now? I have to finish installing that fuel line.”

Kix sighed. “Just wear gloves this time.”

“Sure, doc. Thanks!” With that, you darted out of his medbay, internally cursing yourself for getting into his proximity. You were supposed to be beating back the feelings you had for him. He was one of the main medical care providers, and it was inappropriate for you to be his patient and want to date him at the same time. There was no reason for you to pursue him.

A few days later, you heard a yell for you and your blood ran cold. It was Kix, and he had come to find you. Damn it, what had you done?

You were pretty sure you hadn’t done anything this time, actually. You had meticulously cared for your cut and ensured you hadn’t even stubbed your toe. So, what did he want you for?

“Kix, can whatever it is wait? I’m almost done with my shift.”

“I’m going to stand right here until you are done,” he said, his tone dangerously low. It scared you, to be honest. What was so important that he was acting like this?

That whole time, you tried to act like he wasn’t there. As soon as you took off your gloves, Kix dragged you by your wrist to the medbay. He pulled you in through the doors and then to a smaller office.

You laughed nervously. “What am I doing in here?”

He cleared his throat. “I have a sensitive medical matter to discuss with you, as you’ve put off your health again.”

You crossed your arms and leaned against the wall. “Oh, yeah?”

“You’ve been putting off your pap smear.”

You blanched, then blushed. “How… how is this relevant? How did you find out?”

“I checked your medical records to see if you had any outstanding needs on file. Since you’re a civvie, I have to make sure your health is tip top, too.” He cleared his throat again and sorted a couple datapads on the desk, briefly glancing up at you.

“So, you brought me here because of a pap smear?” You fumed. “Kix, we’re at war here! The least important medical procedure to focus on is a smear!”

He growled back, “I told you not to make me hunt you down for your health!”

“I don’t think a vaginal examination qualifies!” you shouted. Both of you mirrored each other, furrowed brows, flexing fists, and pursed lips. Then it occurred to you and you deflated slightly.

“Kix, you could have just sent me a message about it. Why did you find a missed examination like this one so important?”

His whole body tensed, but his face relaxed in embarrassment. “I, uh….”

You waited a moment, but he didn’t say anything. “Okay, well, I’m leaving.”

“Because I care about you!” he said loudly and rushed. You stopped in your tracks.

“You care about me?”

“Yeah, more than is appropriate, actually.”

You started to laugh, relieved. “So you hunted me down to give me a smear? All because you like me?”

“Well, when you say it like that, it becomes really inappropriate.” He rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled, his face getting a little darker in a blush.

“Yeah, yeah it kind of does.”

He sighed. “I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let it get this far. I tend to stop thinking properly when it comes to you.”

You paused, the said softly, “Maybe you should refer me to another medic.”

“Oh,” he choked out as his face paled, then put a hand on his datapad and dipped his face so it was harder to see his eyes. “Right.”

Oh, dear, he misunderstood. You rushed to continue, “I mean, that way I can admit something to you and it’s no longer inappropriate.”

His head shot up and his glassy eyes met yours, his mouth open slightly.

“I’ve got feelings for you, too, Kix. It was just never appropriate for me to admit it.”

He dropped the datapad on the desk, then glanced down as he belatedly realized it. “Y-you do?”

“Yeah,” you said softly.

He looked between you and the datapad, a hunger suddenly in his eyes.

“Maybe you should fill out the form before you kiss me,” you whispered.

“Y-yeah. Right.” He picked up the datapad and began to furiously type. As soon as he sent it off, he rounded the desk, then paused in front of you.

“What are you waiting for?” you asked quietly. He looked above your head, then pointed his finger at a comms chime as it came through. Then he grabbed your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss. The kiss was sweet, then got heavy and hungry. When he pulled back, an odd look was in his eye.

“You realize someone else will have to perform the exam, right?” he asked.

“It doesn’t mean I won’t let you stick your fingers in my -” Before you could finish, he kissed you again. He had obviously been waiting a long time to do this, and now, he was not going to waste any more time.

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steddiealltheway · 1 year

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Part 7 (holy crap) of Meet Ugly :) Part 1. Part 6. AO3 Link. I have to put less links because tumblr said so :(

Eddie decides that making Steve laugh is one of his favorite things he’s ever done. “You’re telling me that Dustin’s birthday is ‘soon’ when it’s actually in two months?!” Eddie laughs exasperatedly.

“Two months is soon!” Steve tries to argue.

“Two days is soon. Two weeks is barely soon. Two months is not soon.” Eddie twists his phone cord around his finger, nose scrunching when it gets a bit too tangled.

“Two years is not soon. Two months is pretty soon.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how birthdays work, Steve.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how you work, Eddie,” Steve lamely shoots back.

“Good one,” Eddie says with a snort. He untangles the cord and wraps his hair around his finger instead. He wonders what Steve is fiddling with on the other end - if he fiddles with stuff while he talks. He probably does or talks with his hands even when no one can see him.

“What are you think about?” Steve questions across the line, so close but so far.

Eddie answers without thinking, “Wondering what you’re doing with your hands.”

“What-”

“Oh my god. Not- Not like that. I mean... When I was picking the lock you talked with your hands a lot, and I was wondering if you are now. Because I’m playing with my hair and you’re...”

“Playing with nothing on this end,” Steve jokes easily.

Eddie’s cheeks turn bright red, and he clears his throat. Gosh he’s out of practice when it comes to these things. Friend things. Very friendly things. Just friends. “Good one,” Eddie says chest slightly tight.

“I’m honestly fixing my hair in the mirror every few minutes. Robin calls it an obsession, and maybe it is because who is even here to see it?” Steve easily changes the question and brings it out of flirtatious territory. Which is a lot of what Steve has been doing for the past few days now.

Eddie thinks Steve is just flirtatious by nature but kind and aware enough to sprinkle it in every so often, never pressuring Eddie to flirt back or forward enough to scare him away.

He’s perfect.

A perfect friend. Which is exactly what he needs when Brian’s pile of belongings – aka shit – is still sitting untouched in a dusty corner of Eddie’s living room. He’s secretly hoping a spider or two crawl in the stuff and lay some eggs.

“You okay?” Steve questions gently.

Eddie sighs. “I need to get rid of Brian’s stuff.”

“Robin and I have a firepit in our backyard.”

Eddie laughs at the idea. He would be lying if the thought of burning his ex’s things didn’t cross his mind more than once. “I think it’s probably bad for the environment, and your neighbors would likely hate you.”

“My neighbors are most definitely listening to our conversation through the wall right now and trying to plan a way to crash the bonfire. At least one of them is and then translating to the other.” Eddie will never cease to be amazed by the random things in Steve’s life. Steve continues, “So what are you planning to do with his things? Cut little holes in his clothes? Wash his things with toilet water? Put very fine glitter in all his things? It’ll never come out.”

Eddie lays back on his bed and stares at the ceiling, eyes slightly wider than they were before. “Remind me to never piss you off.” Steve laughs. “But actually, I’m thinking of doing the cruelest thing of all...” Eddie trails off, voice deep and full of suspense. He can practically hear Steve hold his breath on the other line. “Nothing.”

He can hear the breath Steve lets out on the other line. “Nothing?”

“Yeah, think about it. You’ve terribly wronged an ex and your last memory of him was when he threw a mug at you as you ran out the door.” Steve lets out a startled chuckle which makes Eddie smile as he goes on. “You’re assuming he did the worst. Maybe put some itching powder in old boxers, burned a few things... And you’re prepared for that. But then...”

“Nothing. You look through every single item, anticipating something is wrong with at least one of them, but there’s nothing but paranoia,” Steve finishes for Eddie.

“Exactly!” Eddie says with an enthusiastic point towards the ceiling.

“Remind me to never piss you off. That’s brilliant, Eddie.”

Eddie’s heart skips a beat or two; maybe he will never get used to Steve’s compliments either.

Steve yawns. Eddie glances towards the clock, noticing it’s already in the AMs. “Okay, it’s time for bed, Mr. Harrington.”

Steve groans on the other line. “Does it have to be?”

“If you want to survive the middle school drama and hormones, you need sleep and you know it,” Eddie reasons with him.

“But maybe I enjoy talking to you and can risk a few minutes of beauty sleep?” There’s another voice on the other line than Eddie can vaguely hear yelling at Steve that sounded something along the lines of “Gross!” Then there’s something trying to muffle the line as Steve yells back at Robin to go to bed. Why are you awake? Eddie snorts.

“Sorry about that,” Steve says clearly into the phone.

“You’re good. But I was thinking...” since the first day Steve called but he won’t tell him that, “we should hang out. We can go to that store and get Dustin’s dice before it’s two weeks before his birthday and you’re losing your mind. Maybe get something to eat.”

“I would love to,” Steve responds stifling a yawn.

“How about you meet me after Mike’s guitar lesson again? Or we can call tomorrow night and figure out a time?” That would make it six nights of calls in a row.

“I like the sound of that. And you’re sure I can’t get you to stay on the line for a few more minutes?”

Eddie rolls his eyes, knowing this to be a strange ongoing staple to their night routine, “Goodnight, Steve.”

“Goodnight, Eddie. Sleep well.”

They both stay on the line for a few more moments, neither wanting to hang up. Eddie eventually gives in after whispering “goodnight” again. He puts the phone back and stares at his ceiling wondering how soon is too soon to seriously fall for someone and move on.

-:-:-:-:-:-

“What is Mr. Harrington doing here again?” Mike complains as he makes his way out of the practice room.

Eddie’s eyes land on Steve and his heart thuds. “I invited him.”

Mike looks between Eddie and Steve and asks, “Him?” As if it’s the most disgusting thing he’s ever thought of.

“What about him?”

“You like him of all people,” Mike says again, and really Eddie wonders what Steve did to piss the kid off although considering Steve teaches gym class... that’s explanation enough.

Eddie looks down at Mike unimpressed. “We’re friends.”

“That’s what Nancy says about her and her one friend, but they’ve been looking pretty cozy,” Mike huffs hefting up his guitar case and stalking off towards Nancy who is once again occupied by Robin looking totally enraptured in whatever she’s saying.

Steve stares on from a distance, smiling softly at his best friend. Eddie wants to pry about the Nancy and Robin situation, but he knows it would be a shitty thing to out someone. Maybe he can pry and play matchmaker later on though. He just hopes Robin and Nancy are the ones getting cozy with each other.

“Hey,” Steve says, startling Eddie out of his thoughts. “You okay?”

Eddie nods his head and genuinely smiles which has Steve grinning in return. “Ready to leave and escape Keith’s endless staring?”

“Keith?” Steve questions with an adorable tilt to his head.

Eddie leans in and whispers, “The guy at the register who will stare blankly into the depths of your soul. You have been warned.”

A slight flush appears down Steve’s neck, and wow, if that isn’t an ego boost. Friendly thoughts Eddie... He looks up at Steve who is... having a showdown with Keith who in turn is looking slightly uncomfortable under Steve’s gaze – an entirely welcome change.

Eddie glances towards Keith and catches the exact moment he gives in, giving Steve an uneasy frown before heading towards the backroom. “Steve Harrington, you have secret powers.”

Steve shrugs, “I just have experience dealing with middle schoolers with the same disinterested yet slightly invasive look. It’s fun to give them a taste of their own medicine if they start making people uncomfortable. Plus, I didn’t like the way he was looking at Nancy earlier.”

Eddie speaks without thinking because teacher Steve apparently does something to his filter. “I would’ve failed if you were ever my teacher.”

“Why is that?”

“I would never stop staring,” Eddie explains and realizes this is blatant flirting, and Steve is looking a bit too pleasantly surprised at the hole Eddie has dug himself in. He tries to reason himself out of this mess, relying on his great ability to lie under pressure. “Because of the challenge... I wouldn’t give in...”

“Right,” Steve says trying to hold back a smile while locking eyes with him. Eddie looks away quickly. Shit.

Eddie is not a good liar under pressure.

When he glances back up sheepishly, Steve has broken out into a grin. “Come on, let’s head out to the place you were telling me about,” Steve suggests because he’s an angel.

Eddie glances over to where Robin and Nancy are waiting alongside Mike at the door. “Is Robin coming with us? I wouldn’t mind, really,” Eddie rushes to clarify. Goddamn, where is his smoothness and charm?

“Nah, she’s having a girl’s day with Nancy,” Steve explains, going to the group and saying his goodbyes. Mike looks like he’s on the verge of rolling his eyes until they go wide, recognizing something outside.

“Will’s here! Bye!” Mike yells, practically sprinting out of the store with the guitar case in hand as if it weighs nothing. The four of them watch as he throws it in the trunk of the car parked outside and rushes to climb in the back.

Eddie holds back a chuckle, and he sees Nancy doing the same. He hopes she’s as astute and supportive as she seems, but one can never really know in Hawkins. He says his goodbyes to the ladies and follows Steve out of the store. He wishes he could reach out and intertwine their fingers, but the wishing has almost nothing to do with the homophobia in Hawkins and more to do with Eddie holding back.

In person, with the corners of Steve’s eyes scrunching up every time he laughs at one of Eddie’s terrible jokes and seeing rather than just hearing Steve mess with his hair, Eddie is beginning to question why he’s holding back.

When they get to the gaming shop, Eddie guides Steve towards the section specifically for dungeons and dragons. They find the dice sets quickly, and Eddie helps him dig through them trying to see if there are any like the one he drew up. His eyes land on a set towards the back, and he quickly grabs them and holds them out to Steve.

They’re not exactly what Eddie drew but the fire resemblance is stronger and honestly, Eddie thinks they look pretty badass. Steve glances at the dice and back up at Eddie for a moment, he glances around the near empty store before tugging Eddie close to him. Arms wrap around him, and he struggles to keep the dice in his hand, but he’s melting into the hug before he can stop himself.

Steve squeezes him impossibly tight in a way that makes him feel safe and secure rather than smothered or crushed. It’s perfect. When Steve lets go of him moments later, he says a quick thank you and heads towards the counter. Eddie trails behind him and stays at his side, carefully avoiding eye contact with anything that might tempt him – which is really anything in the store.

There’s a nudge on his arm, and he glances up at Steve who is giving him a concerned look. “You know you can look around, right? I’ll stay here for as long as you want to as long as you explain everything to me,” Steve says gently, not pushing him but giving him an honest suggestion.

Eddie hadn’t even realized that that’s what he was doing – avoiding the things that made him happy to appease Brian. But here Steve is, talking him through everything and not pressuring him at all and... he thinks he’s ready.

“You should come to Will’s birthday party next week at the music shop. I’ll be playing with my band, and Mike will be playing something, too,” Eddie suggests, making a plan.

“I’ll be there,” Steve instantly promises with no hesitation even with the abrupt subject change.

Then it’s set, after Will’s party once Eddie sees how Steve reacts to Corroded Coffin – the kid friendly version – and introduces him to them, he’s going to ask him out. Simple as that.

Part Eight

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raisin-shell · 9 months

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Hello, idk if you still do requests or not but I was wondering how you think each of the turtles would react to donnie having a human girlfriend? I always liked the idea of the nerdy turtle being the first one to pull and him just being so smug about it 😫

Love your work btw! Bayverse turtles for life 🤟

Ooohhhhh snap! Donnie boy being the first to land a lady?!? Holy bat balls let’s get into it!

Leonardo

Naturally being the leader and also playing the “big brother” role… Leonardo would be very wary and standoffish. He would worry nonstop about this human girlfriend.

“What are her intentions?”

“Are you sure she can keep us secret?”

“Are you sure you’re not just a novelty to her?”

All types of questions he’d have for Donnie among others. Not that he doesn’t trust his brother’s judgment but he knows that female persuasion could lead to some not so thought out actions. It would take Leo a long time to warm up to this new girlfriend but once he does, he’d welcome her with open arms. He loves his little brother and as such wants him to be happy.

Raphael

Good lord if you looked up jealousy in the dictionary Raph’s photo would be right damn there! He absolutely can not believe his nerd brother pulled a girl before him. Only him though. Not his other brothers.

“What’s he got that I don’t got?”

“She must be desperate.”

“He’ll fuck this up I’m sure. No way she’s that into that pip squeak when she could have all this.”

He flexes his muscles as everyone rolls their eyes. He gets pissed off anytime she shows him affection. Locks himself away in his weight area to keep from having to see all the lovey dovey shit. He absolutely can’t stand that Donnie has a girlfriend and he doesn’t.

Michelangelo

Mikey… oh mikey…. He can’t keep a straight face long enough to not embarrass the ever loving shit out of his brother. Says or asks embarrassing questions in front of Donnie’s s/o.

“So… are you two like you know…. Doing the nasty yet? Hmmmm?”

“Is Donnie a good kisser? He used to practice on his pillow when he thought no one was looking.”

“I just uploaded a bunch of Donnie’s baby photos… there’s this one where he colored his entire crotch area with purple marker! Probably why dad chose that as his color… wanna take a look?”

Alas… mikey always manages to embarrass the crap out of Donnie when his girl is around. He means well but… dammit Mikey!!

Donatello

Donnie with a girlfriend would actually be pretty shy about it at first… AT FIRST. But once it’s worn of the newness he becomes a lot more cocky about it. When Raph starts his shit he’s quick to snap back at him. When Leo gets on his case, he’s stern yet reassuring. When Mikey gets on his nerves he simply states some other thing that will equally embarrass the hell out of his little brother in front of a girl which turns out is fairly easy. He’s very proud of his girlfriend and proud of himself.

“Gosh Leonardo, you’re never going to get a girlfriend with that attitude!”

“What do I got that you don’t Raph? A massive penis. Gigantic…. And a fucking brain.”

“Yes Mikey since it’s story time how about we tell her about how you used to eat your own snot when you thought no one was looking? That actually still happened up until recently.”

Also thank you! And I apologize it took so long @senjuroprotectionsquad

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scotchfairy · 4 months

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s1 rewatch ep3

Yokohama Gangster Paradise.

Tanizaki’s apology: he really sounds like he thinks Atsushi is going to kick his ass. Maybe it’s just that everyone at the Agency is insane…

As that’s going on, check out the background. Dazai is rocking side to side, cooing something in a singsong voice that I can’t decipher. But it irritates Kunikida into sticking a foot into Dazai’s side. What is he doing? Flirting with the waitress? (At least he has an ass in this shot)

And the studio wasted no effort in making it clear what the Tanizaki siblings’ issue is.

But just to be sure, there’s this scene…

Kunikida gets the siblings to chill out some. Just in time to look back and see Dazai flirting with the waitress. “Would you strangle me with these fragile, delicate hands?”

Dude, no wonder Dazai is loopy. How many times does he get hit in the head per day?

And then strangled? The expressions are gold.

Kunikida being reminded that he was a math teacher (at a cram school?) Another winner expression.

And Dazai doing the “innocent, harmless” look. LIAR. He even blushes.

Reward?!vDazai's expression, and Mamoru’s voice acting with it. So done with this.

700 thousand?! Apparently that was enough to get Atsushi into the butt-up position.

I had to remind myself that “boo” is the japanese equivalent of “bzzt” in english.

Silly and cute. "Actor?" "Wrong. But that's so flattering." He's blushing again. Atsushi already has had it with the Cute and Innocent act. [Dazai's kinda like the tshirt my friends made for me: Pure evil and Innocent of murder]

During interview with Higuchi

Holy crap, she used her real name. No wonder Dazai made her so fast. The funny look he has when they all gather up to meet her is him thinking.

Then he propositions her for lovers’ suicide and Kunikida beats his ass.

Turn up your headphones and listen to what the VAs are yelling. It’s hysterical. As Kunikida steps back out of the machine room, a thoroughly beaten Dazai grovels on the floor, groping towards Higuchi and whimpering, “Ee shinjuu ware…” [Good/nice double suicide with me]

Dazai facedown on his desk with the headphones on after Kunikida beat the snot out of him.

Kunikida gives advice: don’t run into this guy. Apparently Dazai’s not too damaged, because he pops up and joins the conversation. No one knows much about the mafiosos, except Dazai (and he's not saying anything)

It’s not an accident that they give us a good look at Dazai being pensive when they talk about how dangerous this guy’s skill is. What’s his name? It’s Aktugawa.

Segue to Aktugawa dropping in at a police neighborhood station. To wreck the place.

Dazai stretched out on the couch, headphones on, singing a pop song about “You need two for a lovers’ suicide.” I love how even when he’s working, he goes out of his way to piss everyone off by acting like he’s doing nothing. “Poster child for Sloth” Kunikida calls him in one of the light novels. He tells Kunikida that he's "waiting for a message on high."

Oh look, he almost has an ass in this shot!

Atsushi still not understanding what he can do if he works with the Tiger.

And Tanizaki showing that he spends most of his time in denial.

Gotta explain everything this early in a series. Higuchi has time to drop her bag, unbutton her collar, put her hair up, her sunglasses on, get out her phone and call Aktugawa before any of the Agency fools think to move. I dunno about you, but I’d be outta there the minute she started saying, “ Sorry, I led you into a trap.” Yeah. Sorry, but I’m not sticking around to see what you had planned. Bye!

[ran out of pic slots. Continued next post]

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsdrewatch2023 #bsd season 1 #bsd s1 #bsd ep 3

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4x04

HOLY CRAP YALL WHAT AN EPISODE! SO GOOD ON ALL FRONTS NO NOTES ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL thanks to @chaotictarlos again for screaming crying and throwing up with me. I have a super early call time and three flights tomorrow so my thoughts are going to be kinda brief but holy shit. -Already 5 minutes in and i was getting high heart rate notifications from my Apple Watch -APD comes off so fucking useless in this episode like did they do ANY investigating at all? Seriously its ridiculous. They missed the false wall, they missed the ash in the fireplace? Like who is this detective and where is Detective Washington? But you know who was one of the best detectives? FUCKIN’ TK STRAND!!!!!!! HE’s come a long way from misidentifying statues as people! NO ONE is gonna stop him from finding his man. -Carlos you smart SOB, making that connection with Trudy. Also him talking about Gwyn and her love for TK being flowed through him...fucking wrecked me. I miss my mom and I hope I find someone like that. Carlos balancing his need to scream for TK standing right there but also trying to protect him from the crazy lady with a knife, can you imagine. -Ugh both Ronen and Rafael were SO GOOD in this episode. Probably the most intense we’ve seen from either of them, especially with Detective!TK. Sidenote, Ronen’s instagram stories were so funny.

-Okay also, some of these one liners were so good. Even if they were in stressful situations. The serial killer adjacent old lady being more of a LGBT ally than my own father lol: “I love the gays!” Also new favorite Owen line: “I’m a fireman. Our codes are like: Fire!” -I swear to god the last five minutes of this episode aged me like 20 years. SHE WAS SO CLOSE TO HELPING CARLOS! THEN TK AND GABRIEL WERE SO CLOSE TO HIM! UGH!!! Who else had TK having to do CPR on Carlos. I can’t wait for the residual trauma for the two of them! I know there’s limited time for that but that’s why we have fic writers. -ALSO, the B plot was crazy: I’m getting real pissed off with the FBI. They clearly have no idea how to run this investigation, they are treating their asset (Owen) with more contempt than the people they are trying to catch. Clearly Owen is scared/uncomfortable with their plan and they are doing nothing to assuage that. Like my god. -I also can see how they are going to set up an inevitable conflict between TK and Owen which I know Ronen has teased in previous interviews, why the two of them have kind of drifted a bit. I’m excited for that conversation to come, I can’t imagine how TK is feeling at this moment.

ALSO: “Are you kidding, you died!”, “Yeah, look who’s talking” I MEAN, exCUSE ME.....Fiancés that have-their-heart-stop-and-literally-die together, stay together. AND REMEMBER: ALL ROADS LEAD TO THE WEDDING All in all, an absolutely fantastic episode. I can’t wait to read some fics about it. I have a really early call time tomorrow (0500) and three flights (Orlando-Houston-Chicago-DC) so idk how available I’ll be, but I’d love to talk more about it with yall!

#9-1-1 lone star #911 lone star #tarlos #tk strand #Carlos Reyes #this episode was so good #i cant wait to read about it #i nearly had a heart attack #4x04 #911 ls #911 lone star season 4

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I had this insane dream that would make for a good Dabi and Shigaraki story? You know “Gaston” from “Beauty and the Beast”

So it’s based around between season five and six so Dabi or Shigaraki (separate stories,) have a S/O well Re-Destro and Trumpet find out about Shigaraki’s or Dabi’s S/O and they are upset about it and they pull off this “Gaston” crap like “ it’s not right for a villain to have a lover because we’re villains we don’t have time for that shit and this ‘lover’ of Shigaraki’s or Dabi’s and (she or they) are going to get in the way of our ‘evil plans’ ” type of crap.

So do you like try to blackmail and threaten the S/O to scare them off and end the relationship (she or them) with Shigaraki or Dabi but S/O doesn’t have the heart to tell them because they love Shigaraki or Dabi so much but then Shigaraki or Dabi found out on their own about what’s going on and they are pissed as hell about the whole situation and they confront Re-Destro and trumpet about it and those two are terrified as af and they leave Y/N alone.

plus even skeptic knew about what was going on and he’s on Y/N’s side, because even he knew it was wrong of them to try and get in between Shigaraki or Dabi and their S/O.

A/N: I really liked this request tbh, sorry it took so long though. The Shiggy one went a bit differently than what you requested but oh well. Not my best work but eeeeh, I didn’t want to work on it anymore, since I started writing this like a month ago

~Dabi~

He already knew that the Meta Liberation Army people loved sticking their noses where they didn’t belong, but for god’s sakes. He normally wouldn’t care, but now that it involved him and you, he was pissed. This also explained the fact that you seemed to be distancing yourself from him.

He marched straight to your shared room and basically kicked the door open.

You had been sitting on the couch by the window, and almost dropped your phone when the door busted open.

“Why the hell wouldn’t you tell me?” Dabi growled as he approached you.

“Holy shit Dabi, you don’t need to give me a heart attack to get my attention” you said with a mildly annoyed tone. “Also what are you talking about?”

“You know what I’m talkin about. That Trumpet guy has been tryin to get rid of you, hasn’t he?”

“Well he hasn’t tried to kill me or anything…” you downplayed the whole thing. “Besides, how did you even find out? I doubt he told you”

“That goth with all the computers told me. He loves to gossip apparently” Dabi rolled his eyes.

“Oh, I see. He does seem to know everything that’s going on around here” you grumbled.

“So, spill it” Dabi commanded.

You sighed and patted the spot on the couch next to you. Dabi sat down next to you and you explained: “Well, short version is, the MLA has big plans for you and they don’t need me to “get in your way” and “make you soft”, or something”

“What the hell?” Dabi groaned.

“Apparently their reasoning is that I take too much of your time, and you’d prioritize me over what you’re supposed to do. I don’t really know to be honest, they just don’t like me being with you”

“Those bastards…”

“It kind of got to me I guess. Of course the threats of violence had some part in it too, but I really don’t want to get in the way of what you need to do”

“First of all you’re not gettin in my way, and if you were, you wouldn’t be here. Second of all, I’m goin to burn that loud bastard alive”

“That’d be great, but I would rather you not incur the wrath of the rest of them, that’d just lead to more trouble”

“You think I care?” Dabi scoffed.

“Nope, but I thought I’d mention it anyway” you couldn’t help but smirk a little.

Dabi wasn’t going to let this stand. No one threatened his s/o and got away with it.

“I’m gonna go teach that Trumpet guy a lesson, he needs to learn to mind his business” Dabi shouted as he stomped out of the room.

“Oh boy” you muttered to yourself.

Dabi was intent on keeping his word. No one got to tell his partner what to do, well no one other than him.

He marched through the mansion in search of the damned politician, and when he finally got his hands on the man he did what he promised.

“You need to learn to mind your damn business. My relationships are none of your business” Dabi said as he decked the man in the nose.

“I’m just doing what’s best for the cause, you can’t fault me for that” he said as he held his now bloody nose.

“I don’t give a damn about why you did it, just know that you’re not going to do it again, or you’ll regret it” Dabi smiled manically, as he let go of the other man’s collar, making him stumble back.

“No, I won’t do anything, I swear” Trumpet promised.

“You’d better keep your word” Dabi hissed as he left the room. “Idiot”

~Shigaraki Tomura~

It’s not like he was the most attentive or observant guy around, but he wasn’t an idiot. He could feel you’d been getting more and more distant lately. He felt like he hadn’t seen you in days before you finally showed up at the hospital, about a day before he was supposed to start undergoing the experiments the doctor had planned for him.

“Haven’t seen you in a while” he said, staring out the window, not turning to look at you.

“How’d you know it was me?” you asked from the doorway

Shigaraki motioned towards your reflection in the window, still not looking at you.

“I’ve gotta come clean about something” you said as you walked up to him and placed your hand on his shoulder.

Shigaraki finally turned to look at you and he was surprised by what he saw. You were teary eyed and looked very upset.

“What is it? Who do I need to hurt?” he asked, with that familiarly malicious glint in his eyes.

You knew his malice wasn’t directed at you, but it still made you a bit nervous because you knew what usually followed. Someone was about to get hurt, badly.

“No, it’s not like that… Well maybe it is partly, but that’s not what I want to talk about” you sniffled, wiping your eyes with your sleeve. “I thought I could deal with this by myself, just do what he demanded and not cause you any trouble, but…”

“Who demanded?” Shigaraki had a feeling he already knew who you were referring to.

“Re-Destro” you muttered.

“That old man really doesn’t know how to keep his nose out of other people’s business” Shigaraki groaned. “What did he say to you?”

“He doesn’t want me to be with you, apparently I’m getting in the way of your greatness and potential and I have an unwanted influence on you. I don’t want to get in your way so I just kind of tried to stay away from you, the threats of violence added weight to his warning too” you explained reluctantly.

“Did he hurt you?” Shigaraki asked, sounding like he had to force the words from between his teeth.

“No” you lied, really hoping you wouldn’t make the situation any worse. “I just felt like I needed to tell you before whatever the doctor has planned for you, in case something happens…”

You already regretted telling him, because you knew he would gladly retaliate on your behalf even if you told him not to. You should have just kept your mouth shut, but there was no taking it back now.

“Nothing’s gonna happen to me, and after it’s all done, I’m gonna kill that son of a bitch to make sure he never even looks your way again” Shigaraki assured.

“That might be overkill” you rolled your eyes with a sniffle. “At least let his serve his purpose in the war, he can die after that”

“You’re too nice to someone who threatened you, he doesn’t deserve it” Shigaraki sighed with an annoyed tone and pulled you into a hug, resting his chin on your shoulder. “I’ll make sure he knows not to come anywhere near you before I’m back”

“Thank you Tomura” you smiled. “Also, I’m not being nice, I’m being practical”

“Whatever you say” he rolled his eyes.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #dabi #bnha dabi #mha dabi #shigaraki tomura #bnha scenarios #mha scenarios #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction

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leviathans-watching · 2 years

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"i didn't want to be here"

request from @retrospacealien: it's basically that, mc has a not so good life and so when they turned 18 they moved away to make a good life for themselves and when things are finally turning around for mc they get chosen for the exchange program and now mc's rightfully pissed and is actively trying to make everyones life harder like purposefully failing classes etc.

includes: the brothers & gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: 1.1k | rated t (for language) | m.list

a/n: hope you enjoy!! it kindof got away form me, hence the abrupt ending. my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback, so come say hi!

please reblog <33

“what in the world?” satan breathes as he watches you dump all of your stuff into your bag carelessly, straight up ignoring the teacher. you stand, drawing everyone’s attention, but don’t seem to pay anyone any mind as you leave, walking out of the classroom without a care in the world. satan had heard stories of you doing this type of stuff, but this was the first time he’s seen it first-hand.

he almost envies you; he doen’t want to be stuck in this dumb class, as he already knows all of the material, but he’s not nearly brave enough to leave like you had. maybe it’s because you don’t know the danger, or fully grasp the consequences?

but even as he thinks that, satan knows you just genuinely don’t care. your devil-may-care attitude (no pun intended) has been the talk of him and his brothers since you arrived for the exchange program. he does’t understand- you applied for the position, right? so why were you acting like you didn’t want to be there?

belphie’s ears perk as he hears you climb the stairs to his attic. he must admit, it hadn’t taken you nearly as long as he had predicted to disobey lucifer and come looking.

you’re grumbling to yourself, clearly pissed, and belphie wonders what exactly has you so fired up.

“hello?” you call, voice bouncing down the hall, and belphie shifts.

“hello.”

“oh, holy fuck!” you yelp, even as you draw closer. “i didn’t actually think anyone was going to be up here! hold on, are you trapped?”

belphie nods, putting on a pitiful expression. “yes, lucifer locked me up here, and nobody knows.”

you put your hands on your hips. “as much as that bastard gets on my nerves, i can’t imagine he’d do such a thing for no reason. you know what, maybe coming up here wasn’t a good idea.”

“wait,” belphie calls desperately as you begin to draw away. “please, free me!”

you give him a funny look. “i already have to deal with too much crap, you think i want to add to it? no, as far as i’m concerned, you can stay here. you look like you have it pretty comfortable, and i got too much shit on my plate. maybe when i’m less busy, but for now, it’s a no.”

belphie stares after you stunned. you walk back down the hall, not even sparing him a glance. have humans changed to all be so cold-hearted and rude or is that just a you thing?

mammon’s working on fiddling the screen out so he can sneak back into the house when he sees you doing the same from the next window over, only you’re trying to get out.

“hey,” he says, abandoning his window. “what are ya doing?”

“what’s it look like?” you ask, fixing him with an unimpressed look. “i’m sneaking out, obviously.”

“what- but- you can’t do that!” mammon stutters.

“of course i can.” you roll your eyes. “you’re literally sneaking back in as we speak.”

“okay, but i’m a demon. i can take care of myself. you, on the other hand, are just a human! it’s not safe for ya in the devildom.”

you finish popping the screen out, defly putting it to the side. mammon steps back as you begin to climb out, moving confidently. “if something were going to happen to me, it would have already. this is hardly the first time i’ve snuck out since getting here.”

mammon stares, gobsmacked. you brush off your hands as you land on your feet, squaring your shoulders. “well, i’m outta here. have a good night.”

you’re gone before he can even tell you to wait, that he’ll go with you. he really should tell lucifer that you’re sneaking out, but there's no good way to do so without implicating himself. he’ll just have to wait up to make sure you got back okay.

“mc, do you know why i called this house meeting?” lucifer asks, and you shrug.

“no clue.”

lucifer pinches the bridge of his nose, trying not to lose his shit. since you’d arrived, you’d been nothing but a nuisance, and it was reflecting poorly on the exchange program.

“it’s about your behavior. there’s been numerous- nay, countless incidents where you’ve purposefully broken the rules or disregarded your tasks. i want to figure out a solution so that we can get this year back on track.”

your tone is venomous when you respond to him. “well, sorry for not behaving politely to the people who basically kidnapped me! i didn’t even want to be here, so why would i play nice?”

“wait, what?” asmo asks, sounding as confused as lucifer suddenly feels. “you applied for this, remember? that’s how lucifer chose you.”

“what are you talking about?” you snap. “i didn’t apply for shit. i’m just living my life, and one day i’m snatched up and brought down here. completely against my will.”

“we have your application on file,” lucifer says.

“okay? and i’m telling you i didn’t fill it out. someone must have done it in my name because i sure as shit didn’t.” you cross your arms. “i’m not lying.”

lucifer squints at you. “actually, i don’t believe you are. that makes a lot of sense. we must discuss this with diavolo, figure out how the mix up occurred and see if we can get you back to the human realm.”

“well, hold on,” you say, “i didn’t say that. i said that i didn’t want to be here, not that i don’t.”

“what?” beel asks, and you shrug.

“what can i say, you all are very entertaining.”

lucifer feels a massive headache forming. “so you do want to stay?”

“yeah,” you reply. “why not?”

“because none of your actions show that?” satan says, and lucifer privately agrees.

“you can stay, but only if you promise to clean up your act,” lucifer decides, and you agree easily. if this talk was all it took to get you to agree to act better, he wishes he had done it weeks ago.

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tehaxo · 1 year

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Heyoo! Hope you're having a good morning/night, I thought I'd stop by and send in an ask.

I'm not sure whether this is considered HCs or not, but who do you think out-of-the-current U.A. staff would randomly take a week break.....Only to spend it by staying up all night?

Like, they wanted to have a ✨️restful✨️ break but ended up just making their schedules even worse 💀💀😭

Thank you!

!If this ask is not of your liking, feel free to ignore it!

OH MY GOD LOL ITS OBVIOUSLY AIZAWA FOR SURE! also i hope you dont mind, i made reader be with aizawa <3 i apologize if it’s not what you wanted.

pairing: aizawa x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: i hope you enjoy it! i had so much fun writing these.

People would be super concerned when he would randomly take the week off and try to contact him, only to be angrily told off and hung up on.

He’d be happy that he got the week off but now that he has it, he’s confused. He couldn’t sleep whatsoever, what was wrong? He was able to sleep everywhere else completely fine.

You were also part of the crowd who was concerned but all your questions were answered once you found him tucked in bed. You guys had a shared bed and his low huffs didn’t go unnoticed and it annoyed you a bit, to be honest.

“Stop tossing and turning, You’re taking all of the blanket! And quit it with your sighing, it’s so loud I can’t sleep!” “I’m trying to sleep, stop yelling.”

The nerve he had, YOU were trying to sleep too! But he ignored your complaints and tried to get himself to sleep.

He was quite jealous of you in the morning, he wished he was in your place- Sleeping and resting. Once you were awake, you saw him staring down at you and you nearly got a heart attack. “Holy crap, You look like shit! Did you even sleep?”

A day would pass, and his efforts still went to waste. He’d go to your guys’ living room and come up with a solution, to watch until he got tired. He put on a random show and waited till he felt sleepy, except he ended up getting engrossed in the show. Episode after episode there was another cliffhanger that pissed him off. He refused to do anything else until he finished it.

He ended up regretting staying up watching the show because the ending was shit. Well, what was he expecting? He already knew the show was bad enough at the beginning but still chose to watch it. “Hey, you didn’t come to bed last night. Are you o- Huh? Were you watching my show?”

After getting situated in the morning and dropping you off at work, he was relieved. He immediately hopped into bed and closed his eyes. Finally, he was falling asleep. He was in the most comfortable position ever, seconds from passing out. “Hey, don’t forget to clean the cat’s litter! And put food in his bowl,” were the words before you hopped out of the car and rushed off.

He cursed at himself, he couldn’t get one moment of peace. He’d angrily get out of bed and then do the chores you asked him to. But as he was about to return to the room, he noticed that the house was super messy. He tried to ignore it but the thought of you coming back to a messy house after work upset him so he’d get out of bed once again and clean the whole house. All the sleepiness he had before was gone and he could no longer fall asleep.

He was doing everything but sleeping, he was doing it to himself at this point. He’d sip on coffee for a whole day and then wonder why his eyes won’t stay shut when he tries to sleep. On other days, you’d guys go out and spend time together. So he gave up on the last days of the week and accepted that he wouldn’t be able to sleep.

During that week, goals were not accomplished. He did not get one day of proper rest. When it was time to return to U.A, he looked like he had his soul stolen out of him. Many of the students and staff would ask how his break was then he’d respond with a scowl.

“I’ll have you know, I slept a lot. All I did was rest and nothing else.” “Oh… Uhm, okay then.” He would lie in a furious tone, it was obvious he did quite the opposite to everyone. So they would try not to get on his nerves too much for a few days.

So there, his whole week of struggling to sleep. Perhaps he’ll be able to sleep today peacefully.

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Double Booked Cabin

“Y/n, are you sure you wanna go alone?” You smiled “Yeah, it’s just been a long work week, I already booked a cabin for all of us but I am gonna leave tonight to get an early start. You guys will only be a day or so behind me.” Mina smiled “Ok, just make sure you drive safe, you won’t be getting there til late.” You smiled and gave mina hug “I’ll see you guys soon”

After a five hour middle of the night drive you reached the cabin at 3:30a. “Now where did the woman say she was gonna put the key.” You checked under the rug and around the door frame and just before you were gonna give up and call the cabin owner, you remembered the creepy gnome under the front window was where she said she hid it. “Got you, you creepy fucking gnome.” After you grabbed the key, you grabbed your duffel bag and walked into the cabin. “Holy crap, I know I’m a few days early but.. damn they could of picked it up.” Soda cans scattered through the main room and pizza boxes stacked on the table. “Whatever, I’m gonna shower and catch some zzz’s before I clean this disaster tomorrow.” You walked through the house making your way to the master room. You tossed your bag down on the floor and walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. After a twenty minute shower you walk into the bedroom and check your phone. “I’m gonna grab a nap, the girls should be calling me to let me know if they’re coming tomorrow or friday.” You turned on the fan and crawled into the king size bed and doze off.

You barely heard your phone vibrating under your pillow “Fuckkk..” refusing to open your eyes you doze back off. Hours later you heard your bedroom door open and giggling and chuckling. You roll deeper into the bed to drown out the noise “Will you guy shut the fucking door and shut up!” A deep raspy voice rumbled from under your head. You jumped up “What the fuck!” You stood wrapped in a sheet. “UH-Y/n?” You looked at Mina standing in the doorway with a spiky red head “Apparently they double booked the cabin, the guys have been here for about a week and still have a week left, Kirishima said he’s willing to bunk with-” “UNLESS YOU HAVE A FUCKING DEATH WISH SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!!” Bakugou sat up as you glared at him “I’m sorry but we’re trying to figure out WHY YOU ARE LAYING IN MY BED!!!” Bakugou smiled “Wait, you were the one who crawled into my bed last night? I honestly thought it was Kirishima’s dog til this morning when I woke up to take a piss. You were undress and uncovered, so I tossed that sheet on you and crawled into the other side of the bed so you didn’t wake up and take a swing at me.” “You seen me nude!” You growled “Bakugou chuckled “You’ve got a pretty nice ass but figured you’d be pissed if I didn’t cover you up.” You went to move as Mina grabbed you “Ok, well I think that’s enough of a visit for now” as she pushed you into the living room. “Shitty hair, catch!” Bakugou tossed Kirishima his tshirt. “Give that to the girl so she can put some clothes on. Kirishima smiled “Probably a good idea considering her duffel bags in here and she’s ready to kill you.” Kirishima shut Bakugou’s door and walked into the living room and handed you the shirt. “Here, Bakugou tossed me a shirt to give you to wear til you didn’t wanna kill him and could grab your stuff.” You stood up and looked at Mina and Momo, “get the cabin owners on the phone NOW! This will be sorted out by the end of tonight. I’m going to go get dressed.”

You walked back to the room pissed as all hell and as you opened the door Bakugou stood in the center of the room pulling up his jeans. Your face flashed crimson as your eyes followed the outline of his abs “Well hello.” Bakugou said amused by your blushing face “Sorry, I just-” Bakugou smiled “Came to get dressed?” You smiled as you stared at him “Yeah, uh-” Bakugou walked over to your duffel bag and grabbed it “Well it’s supposed to be warm today so hopefully you packed light.” You grab your bag and walk into the bathroom sliding into a jean skirt and a crop top. You asked as you walked out of the bathroom fixing your shirt “Hey, what day did you guys get here?” You looked up realizing you were only a few inches from Bakugou’s chest as he pulled down his shirt “Last wednesday, does your face always turn red when you talk to guys?” You looked away trying to avoid his question “Alright, well I’ll see if there’s a hotel we can stay at until we get this straightened out.” Bakugou grabbed your hand as you walked towards the door “You don’t have too, I can crash on the couch and Kirishima can crash on the floor.” You sighed mumbling “Honestly it was nice sleeping next to someone for a changed.” Bakugou smirked “Sorry I missed that.” “Nothing” you pulled your hand out of Bakugou’s and he grabbed your waist and turned you around as you back into the wall. He leaned towards you “You can stop acting like you don’t want me as bad as I want you” You smirked “Is that how you get all your girls into bed.” Bakugou smiled “No, honestly most of the women I come across cant keep up with me, they can’t handle my personality.” You laugh “And you think I can?” Bakugou smiled “I think you’ll be a blast.”

You pull Bakugou towards you as he pressed his body against yours pinning you against the wall. You run your hands under his shirt and up his back as you feel his warm callused hands on you back. His lips pressed against yours greeting your tongue as your mouth opened. You felt your feet lift off the floor as Bakugou moved you from the wall to the bed. “Maybe I should of waited to get dressed” you giggled. Bakugou laughed “Nothing I can’t get off.” You smiled as he placed you on the bed and laid above you “You know you have quite the feisty personality.” “Shut up and just kiss me.” Bakugou echoed in laughter “Right to the point, I can do that.” Bakugou slid his hands up your side pushing your crop top over your head and off before his lips met the nook of your neck. Moans escaped your mouth “Shhhh, everyone’s still in the living room.” Bakugou said laughing. “Sorry, my neck is sensitive.” Bakugou smiled devilishly “Is that so.” Bakugou leaned towards your neck and sunk his teeth in forcing an echoing moan as you dug your nails into his back as his eyes to roll back. A knock on the door barely broke through the moans “Fuck off shitty hair, I’m busy.” You nudged Bakugou “Don’t be mean.” Bakugou smiled smacking your ass as you crawled off the bed throwing his shirt on. “Yeah?” You questioned as you swung the door open. “Mina stood there “uh? I heard something but going off the lack of his clothes and the lack of you wearing your own clothes and the realization what the noise probably was, I’m thinking I interrupted-“ “congrats you cocked blocked us, now go away” you turned around and glared at Bakugou. Bakugou crawled off the bed and picked you up throwing you over his shoulder “listen pinky, I’m not hurting her, she’s not hurting me, now if you don’t mind, I have a body to be torturing” Mina’s face turned bright red, “says the claw marks on your back.” Bakugou swung the door shut as he tossed you on the bed “may we continue” you bellowed in laughter. Bakugou rolled his eyes “I like the challenge you pose.” A smirk snuck across your blushing face. “How about we spend the next couple days getting to know each other and we finish this another night?” Bakugou rolled his eyes “I’m still going to tease you” You nodded “that’s ok, Two can play at that game.”

As the days continued you and Bakugou purposely did things to tease each other. You purposely cut in front of him grazing your hand against the crotch of his pants and he’d stand behind you as his warm breath lightly danced across your neck with his growing bulge pressed against the back of your jeans. Both of you buzzing on an oxytocin high, you knew you had him on the mentally squirming. So as the night of day 6 began to calm down and the storms outside began to get worse, everyone gathered around the tv to enjoy a movie. It was then that you decided your final move. Bakugou was sitting on the left side of the couch in front of a window. You got up out of your chair walked over to his side of the couch and leaned over him pressing your beautiful bouncy boobs into his face as you opened the blinds. Bakugou had to fight every fiber of his being as he sunk into your vanilla scent. “Oh, I’m sorry, I wanted to watch the storm. I hope I didn’t bother you.” You smiled mischievously. Bakugou glared at you “oh, you wanted to see the storm?” Bakugou stood up, threw you over his shoulder and walked you outside. “THERE!” Bakugou stood in front of you in the rain as you smiled at him “really? That’s your solution, put me out on the rain?” Bakugou laughed, “you wanted to see the rain, so I gave you the rain!” “Yeah and what if I wanted you!” Bakugou’s face reddened “well, you could of just asked!” You looked down at the puddles on the ground and sighed “what if I didn’t want to ask, what if I was waiting for you to ask..” you look at Bakugou who was dripping wet. His black tshirt formed to his body as the raindrops outlined his physique. He tilted his head placing his hand on your chin “I thought the teasing would of told you I wanted you.” You melted in his caramel scent as the wind blew it past your face. Rain dripped from your hair on to the mud under your feet Bakugou stared into your eyes trying to understand what he did wrong. “What made you think anything changed from the first morning you got here? I wanted-” “No, you wanted sex.” Bakugou laughed “No teddy bear, I wanted you. You aren’t afraid of me, you aren’t afraid to challenge me. I don’t usually find that in a girl. Even pinky over there walked away and said whatever when I got loud with her. You don’t, you get loud back.” Bakugou moved his hands to your waist and pulled you to him “just cause I just met you, doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.” You snuggled into his wet tshirt “Yeah? what happens when we go back to our homes tomorrow?” Bakugou smiled “Guess we’ll find out.”

The storm got worse knocking the power out forcing everyone to an early bed, after the week you had making new friends, everyone was dreading tomorrow. Momo and Shoto seemed to really hit it off, Mina and Kirishima realized they went to grade school together and both used to crush hard for each other.. and you.. you were fell in love with a blonde spiky haired, ruby eyed, bullheaded jerk who has the biggest heart you’ve ever seen. Cuddled up to Bakugou, you dozed off scared of what the future for the two of you had in store. As morning peaked and alarms went off, you hated your phone for waking you up. Momo and Mina had already packed the cars and kirishima and Shoto had already packed their things and were helping clean up the cabin. “Teddy bear, we gotta get up. Agreement was we had to be out by 11a..” You sat up and crawled out of bed throwing on a pair of jeans and a bra. “Here” a Tshirt landed next to you on the floor “what’s this?” Bakugou chuckled “well going off the shape and material, I’d say it was a tshirt.” You smiled and glared at Bakugou “no shit, Sherlock.” Mina knocked on the door “hey we just finished cleaning, all we got left to pack is your stuff, but we gotta head out soon!” You opened the door holding back the tears while pulling on bakugous shirt. “I’m coming.” You bent down grabbing your duffel bag. “Hey? You ok.” Bakugou jumped up asking. You turned around fighting off tears “thank for a great time. I hope we get to-“ Bakugou cupped your face “hey? Teddy bear, you act like I’m never gonna see you again?” You pulled your face away “I’m not saying that, I’m just saying I’m not gonna hold my breath either.” You walked out of the room and outside to the car putting your stuff in the back seat. You walked over to Shoto and kirishima giving them both a hug saying bye, then walked up to Bakugou and pressed you soft plump pink lips against his cheek “keep in touch, ok?” Bakugou smiled “I have to, you stole my favorite shirt.” You giggled as he walked you to your car and opened your door “text me when you get home teddy bear.” You nodded as you climbed into your car. Bakugou took one last look under the hood of the car checking the oil and checked the tire pressure before tapping the rear end of the car cueing you to go. As your engine rolled over so did the tears down your cheeks.

Three hours felt like forever driving home, but you were glad to be back home.. just bummed you weren’t with Bakugou. *ding* “is that him?!?!” “Hey Mina and I just made it back, I hope you’re doing ok. We’ll check in tomorrow after work to make sure you’re holding up ok.” You let out a disappointed sigh as you began to unpack your things and get ready to come back to normal life. As the days went on and life went back to normal, the text messages fell silent and you began to wonder if you meant anything to him. Your mind began to torture you. *ring* (Mina) “hey Mina” “hey! We’re gonna go swimming tonight after work, wanna come?” You sighed “um, i don’t know Mina, I kinda just-“ “come on y/n, I promise, it’ll be worth it.” You let out a small laugh “you aren’t going to let me say no, are you?” Mina’s laugh echoes through the phone “nope, meet momo and I at Centon beach about 6p” Mina didn’t wait for a response before she hung up. You let out a sigh followed by laughter as you continued your work day. On your way home you tried texting Bakugou hoping to get a response. “Maybe he’s just been busy.” As you get home, you left your car running while you ran inside to change. It was a 45 minute drive to this private beach, and you knew it’d be almost dark before you made it. You grab your phone to call Mina “hey y/n” “hey, so why the random beach quest?” Mina laughed “ just get here” and hung up the phone. You rolled your eyes and turned on music to drown out your thoughts.

As you reached the beach, you seen a flicker of a small campfire. You grabbed your bag and towel and made your way to the shore. “So why was it so damn important to get her.” You asked Mina smiling. Mina’s face was glowing in excitement as she stared at you holding her phone in front of her. “What are you doing?” Mina laughed “I wanna have it on camera.” You looked at her confused “have what on camera?” “Your face when you realize why she brought you here.” A familiar raspy voice sent vibrations through your body as oxytocin flooded every part of your brain. “BAKUGOU!” You looked around to see bakugou walking up the beach front. Bakugou broke into laughter as you ran towards him leaping into his arms. “Im surprised you didn’t see me, but then again, I did have my hood up so you couldn’t see my hair.” You smiled as he wrapped you tightly in his grasp “Im sorry I didn’t text you back, work was insane when we got back, then my phone disappeared so I had Kirishima text mina to get ahold of you but after Mina told me how bad you pushed everyone away and shut down, I knew I had to come explain to you everything in person and remind your stubborn ass that I care about you and that we’ll make this distance work. We’ve already been looking into transferring our jobs out this way and finding a place closer to your guys.” You giggled excitedly “I just can’t believe you’re here!” Kirishima walked up from the water “For a couple days at that. Shoto and I will be staying with momo and Mina. Bakugou we assumed-“ “he can crash with me!!!” Bakugou chucked “that was the plan teddy bear. It’s only for a few days, but we have other plans in motion for permanent move.” You smiled as bakugou pulled you tight to him. “Now. To make you pay for putting those boobs in my face at the cabin” Bakugou said devilishly as he walked towards the water. “ wait no! I have my phone! Bakugou!” Bakugou falls backwards into the water pulling you and himself under the calm waves of the night. You jump up pulling your phone out of your pocket throwing it to the beach shore. “Oh it’s on!!!” You yelled swimming after bakugou as the others laughed on the shore watching you chase him while trying to force him under water. “Bring it!” As the two of you chased each other through the water taking turns drowning each other the other four sat on the beach at the fire laughing at the playfulness you both demonstrated. “I’ve never seen Bakugou this happy.” Kirishima smiled looking at Shoto. “Me either, he really did meet someone who matches his stubborn energy.” Momo and Mina both giggled “honestly it’s been a long time since we’ve seen y/n this happy too. This will be good for her.” Momo nodded “both of them.”

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