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stellar-collective · 4 months
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was appalled to discover i could find no art of watcher!Grian as a peacock, decided to remedy that immediately
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sidesteppostinghours · 3 months
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*whispering softly* it all comes back to you, you little shit
small analysis about why i think this is a really good song for fhr under the cut
Is it really a complex or just lacking context/Why would someone go so far to be a walking lie?
this just. sums up step as a character. such a massive chunk of their story is exploring the identities they take up(puppet, step, and vsona) and the reasons why they use each one. why did step decide to be so many different people at once? is it safety? comfort? simply not knowing how to be anything else? the vagueness leaves it open for interpretation. a lot of the song is like this, which is why i find its really good for a wide variety of peoples steps.
Yeah, that don't sound like me/I don't think I'm that guy (enter beginner's guide)
technically not an analysis, but i have a really strong image of step singing all three lines (counting the one in the bracket as a line) with their three identities singing one line each if that makes sense.
Please, excuse our current appearance/I realize that it's quite a mess
this line can be taken as two things. either its step talking about themeselves– most likely post-heartbreak– and how theyre clearly not the hero they used to be. or the line can be about the rangers. the second interpretation makes more sense with the next lines:
And our deepest apologies for all of the noise/We're understaffed and we're over-stressed
i think with the previous lines being an interpretation of step, this dives more into their gripes with their villainy (eg, some steps are overworked, some steps are unsure of their own goals, some of them arent sure if they want to be a villain) and how the it affects their mental state ("the noise" in this case could refer to the stress and doubts, or if you want to get literal, it could be steps endless amounts of brain passengers).
with the rangers interpretation, though, i imagine it being one of them literally describing the state of the rangers at the moment. most likely ortega showing step the hq after the argent incident? in this case it could become a lot more sinister, since theres a lot of room for step to take advantage of the information ortega just handed them.
That I would lose (needed a change of pace)/Oh, I would lose/Between my left and right, one day I'd have to choose (gone without a chance)
honestly? this whole section is the kind of thing id imagine is running through steps mind 24/7. lots of missed opportunities, cutting back and forth, regrets everywhere you turn. and step still has to make a choice now to be better or worse than who they were the day before.
He found the man before him had died
looking in the mirror. finding a dead man. need i say more.
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locustime · 10 months
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you guys have loved my bug stuff so far and want to see more of my conceptual world, so here it is!
introducing the “Kayjid” species from the planet “Dragex”! They’re the same species as my avatar. This is the appearance of an average queen. May make something on the atmosphere/ecosystems of the planet next
Design notes and lore underneath!
Kayjids are the dominant species on Dragex - intelligent invertebrates that live in super colonies. As of the modern era, all Kayjid colonies have come together to form one cohesive society. Kayjids aim to conquer as much land as possible, having already developed space travel and having colonised several planets. The queens fulfil a core role in Kayjid society: producing more workers.
All Kayjids are sexless and genderless, not reproducing sexually. All Kayjids are infertile except for queens. Instead, queens are born with millions of “blank” eggs that are capable of developing into any caste, and are released constantly over a monthly cycle. At different points of the cycle, the queen’s hormonal levels vary, causing the eggs to develop into certain castes. Kayjids, as an alien species, do not have DNA and instead have a different genetic material which results in frequent mutations, meaning offspring still have a lot of genetic variation without sexual reproduction. However, in desperate times, Kayjid queens are able to use the stinger on their abdomen to extract cells from another Kayjid, and temporarily have all eggs produced be exact clones of them.
In the modern era, progressions in science allow Kayjids to manually change a queen’s hormones to produce eggs of a desired caste, or to only use 50% of the genes during cloning, meaning you may get the desired traits while still still having genetic variation (similar to our sexual reproduction).
Kayjid queens have one role: produce as many offspring for the colony as possible. They rely on others for support; their front legs are suited for combat and not everyday use, alongside lacking the opposable digits other castes have. Queens have no authority over other Kayjids, but do live a comfortable life being constantly cared for by carers, nursery workers and doctors.
Because of this, queens don’t interact much with the rest of Kayjid society, focusing solely on their job, wearing little jewellery, and rarely having robotic appendages. Currently only one queen has a seat on the Council.
Queens are one of the largest castes and are capable of living over a hundred (Earth) years. Around 250 eggs are produced per day by a Queen.
Kayjids are coloured bright green-blues, paired with red-pinks, as they originate from tropical rainforests populated with plants of those colours. They are heavily inspired by praying mantises, design wise, but I also took some inspiration from a variety of arthropods (ants and beetles particularly). I know they may not be the most alien thing of all time, but I just REALLY love the idea of a sapient bug society, screw me.
Fun fact: “Dragex” is a simplification of my childhood story with a planet “Draegon X” where I had insect aliens similar to the ones I’m making now!
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we-joyless-few · 1 year
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angst time again :) Arthur Hastings’s turn
cw: plague, major character death
I imagined Arthur foraging for more Histoplasma Mushrooms, and as he’s eating some, he realizes something horribly wrong is happening:
Somehow, some way, some of the plagued spores got onto one of the mushrooms he had gathered, and now they were in his system.
To his dismay, he’s all out of the antidote to save himself from the disease.
He sits there, defeated, as the plague overtakes his body and saps away the last bits of hope and life he had been clinging to.
Poor Arthur.
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sir-subpar · 10 months
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I just had some ideas/thoughts about vampires 🤔
We all know vampires drink blood, but I always liked thinking about *how* they did it.
Are they like vampire bats in the real world, who just use their fangs to cut open a small wound and have a straw-like fixture under their tongues to consume the blood through? Or would their fangs have straw-like tubes in them?
Or do they just suck on the wound really hard (imagine getting attacked by a vampire and having a hickey 😂)
What if they had venom that functions like an anticoagulant? You know, to prevent people from blood clotting so they can drink blood faster?
Would they fight werewolves and zombies because they share a similar food source? Or would vampires be chill since they don't eat the entire human, they just drink the blood.
*(Not to mention, there's versions of vampires that don't drink all of the blood in a person, so technically they could leave people alive)
Would a vampire not drinking blood suffer symptoms of dehydration or starvation? Maybe a combination of both?
Are some vampires conventionally attractive because it means more humans will spend time with them? Y'know, lower people's guard and whatnot?
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foxprints · 2 years
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Kayorian head studies! My favorites are the Fire Salamander, the Golden Albino Axolotl, and the Ensatina Salamander....
@weepylucifer @federsturm @milfleeta -- I honestly thought I had posted this months ago I'm so sorry XD
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sirompp · 1 year
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every time i see people misusing/making fun of the word empath i lose a year off my life
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hannieehaee · 10 days
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idk if anyone has requested or mentioned this yet, but have u ever thought of sub hoshi??? also i love ur work, it’s absolutely incredible🤧 i love it sm😖💐
18+ / mdi
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content: sub!hoshi, softdom!reader, afab reader, smut, edging, handjob, oral (m receiving), penetrative sex, mentions of crying, etc.
wc: 1139
a/n: amazing concept, anon. not proofread btw sorry for any mistakes</3
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"w-why are you being so mean to me?", cried the boy as he hissed in sensitivity.
his complaints did not prevent your fingers from slowly running up and down his chest, gracing the nipples you'd just spent twenty minutes sucking and biting into.
"just let me go, i'll be good, i promise!", he whined as he pulled at the restraints you'd used to tie each of his built arms to the bed frame.
"i can't do that, soonie. you asked for this, remember?", you pouted mockingly at the desperate boy.
you knew soonyoung to be quite experimental in bed. he was really down to do anything at least once, which was something that kept your sex life quite interesting throughout the duration of your relationship. for instance, a few weeks ago he had insisted on testing out bondage, choosing to try it on you as he tortured you for hours on end. after the fact, he had insisted on your own usage of it, begging you tie him up and have your way with him.
and so you did it. again and again, and he kept coming back for more, insisting you play with him time after time as he begged for your touch, trapped and unable to touch you back.
it quickly became a staple in your sex life, with the strong boy becoming a weak mess under you any time the mood struck for him to lay back and allow you to do with him as you wished. you'd still switch roles every so often, but soonyoung had grown addicted to you having your way with him as of late.
even now as he begged for you to let go, you knew that no part of him actually wanted the torture to stop. that furrow of his brows and the heavy puffs of air he was letting out were all you needed to know he was deep into the torturous pleasure you were giving him.
"want more ... want you to touch me ..." he pleaded despite one of your hands already being on his chest and the other wrapped around his cock.
but that was the crux of soonyoung's problem. the feather-like touches you kept giving him kept making him grow dizzier by the second. you'd get him there in the slowest way possible, only to take your hands off him and play with yourself as he watched.
he'd beg and plead at you to let him go, to stop being so mean to him, but deep down you knew his cries demanded for you to continue, to take him to a point where his sobs would become pathetic and uncontrollable, forcing you to finally let him have his finish.
you'd only edged him three times thus far, playing with his cock and rubbing at his sensitive nipples while you fed off his pretty whines. you'd also edged yourself along with him, not allowing yourself to cum even once as you forced him to watch you without a single lick of gratification.
"touch you? but i am touching you, baby. see?", you squeezed his cock a little harder, "is this not enough?"
"need more, just ... want you, please."
"want me? what do you want, soonie? want me to touch myself again?-"
"no! no, please. need to touch you. just ... it's been long enough, just take off th- fuck ...," he groaned when your mouth suddenly went down to lick at the tip of his cock, interrupting his pleas.
"but soonie ... want your cock so bad," you breathed as you kitten licked at his tip, occasionally slipping it into your mouth as your hands continued to jerk at it.
the slamming of the headboard could be heard from the way soonyoung pulled at his restraints in attempt to free himself. groans of desperation accompanied the sounds of the headboard, with soonyoung clearly growing more frustrated than usual.
"baby, just ... let me have you, i- i'll be good, i promise. i've been so good for you, just n-need to feel you," he cried.
you only tortured him for a few more moments before finally pulling away, granting him with a sweet kiss before beginning to undo his restraints. not wanting to run the risk of him accidentally injuring himself (knowing that the promise of some pussy would likely have him taking such risk), you decided to finally give into him.
the sight of the boy under you was absolutely pathetic. tears stained his cheeks and his eyebrows remained furrowed, a permanent pout attached to his lips. his hands were delicate as they dug into your hips, silently begging for you to please sit on his cock. his hiccuped pleas for your cunt made you coo at him, finally giving in to him and sinking down on his blushing cock.
"a-ah, fuck, thank you thank you thank you thank you," he chanted breathily, "feel so fucking good ... finally," he sighed, eyes rolling back.
"been so good, soonie. deserve to feel so so good," you whined back, immediately speeding up and bouncing up and down his cock, not caring about how sensitive the two of you were after over an hour of edging.
"i-it's so good, so fucking good ...", he cried as tears began pouring down his face. his hips attempted to weakly hump against your own despite the immense sensitivity he was feeling, "'m gonna cum, fuck. can i cum? please, i need- i need to cum."
"cum, soonie, just wanna make you feel good," you nodded frantically, "been so good for me ... cum with me, baby. i'll cum too, i- i'll cum," you moaned.
the tightrope inside you snapped, leading soonyoung to wail out your name surrounded by pathetic cries of 'sorry' and 'thank you' as his stomach caved in and brought him to his orgasm.
"so g-good. always make me feel so fucking good," he kept repeating while his hips lost control, filling you up without a care in the world.
once your orgasm subsided, you let yourself fall against his chest, kissing at his chest and neck as his own orgasm simmered down. his hands were still digging into your hips and ass, groaning endlessly at every bit of physical contact you gave him. his pretty gasps hiccuped between his groans, creating a choir of noises as his load filled you up in a seemingly endless manner.
when he finally made it to the other side, balls empty and out of energy, he caught his breath by breathing into your neck, holding you against him without minding your weight atop his own.
more thank you's were shared in whispers, kisses being exchanged as you took care of each other in the most intimate of ways, his cock still buried deep inside you. you fell asleep like this, entirely too relaxed and content as you held each other to sleep.
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chrollohearttags · 3 months
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long winded ass post I contemplated not writing but did it anyways. read if you’d like or ignore lmao.
so I feel as though this kind of goes without saying but a lot has changed on tumblr and the vibe has shifted a lot, sadly, not for the better either :/ I thought about this for a while and although last week, I was not posting any new content due to the strike, I’ve decided to step away from writing in general after this month. I could sit here and go on a tangent about how it’s the ‘algorithm’ and ‘dying fandoms’ but to me, this boils down to the fact that I refuse to exhaust myself to be unappreciated + disrespected. That’s not to say I’m ungrateful to everyone who reblogs and comments on my works all the time because I am incredibly grateful! I love each of you and I look forward to reading your tags/thoughts. However, it’s not lost on me that the anime fandom in general is becoming shrouded in toxicity and many of us are being pushed away. We’re in an age where people are seen as content machines and not humans so others feel entitled to their art and feel no need to be kind, understanding or empathetic to that person’s feelings. I’m not wasting my time trying to teach people manners that they should’ve learned a long time ago. I refuse to share my craft with people like that. And to say the quietest part out loud: y’all don’t want black writers around, PERIOD. One scroll through the dash shows that much. As someone who’s written primarily for AOT (not changing btw) and specifically the black side of the fandom, it’s almost laughable at the extreme lengths that ppl have gone through to see it be erased. And I don’t mean getting fics hit with labels or reporting (that failed so they switched to plan B.) since I began back writing in 2020-21, it was obvious that it was the most popular among black girls and I remember ppl telling me to write for them. Hell, it’s the sole reason I even watched. Needless to say, I fell in love with the show and it holds a special place in my heart. However, I realized I didn’t need any of the original material. Not only that, in all the years I’ve been writing, it’s the first time I’ve seen so many black girls resonating and happy with a group of characters. It was the first and only time I’ve seen stories where I didn’t feel as though them being a black character was a hidden secret or toned down to appeal to others (no shade). It was in my face and proud, even if I didn’t personally resonate with the reader or concept of the story. It still felt good coming from a fandom where I was literally the ONLY black writer in it. Fast forward and I clearly see that now, it’s not welcomed. We could sit here and blame it on non-blk (yt) having the problems but that’s a load of bullshit and the only enemies we have are one another. It’s been other black writers who have littered the tags with discourse abt the same stupid topic to avoid new fics being seen. It’s been other black writers who have switched fandoms when they were no longer the ONLY ones bc coexisting is just too damn hard apparently. It’s been other black authors who have made it blatantly clear that they are only interested in seeing and creating stories that are palatable to other races so they won’t be perceived in a negative light or to be seen as one of the ‘good ones’. Even down to not using black reader tags or avoiding coded language. So much so, they are comfortable laughing at anti-black rhetoric being pushed on other apps so as long as their new favs are not the brunt of the joke.
I’m not here to tell anybody how or what to write. I’m not here to say you ONLY have to like one show but what I am saying is that i will NOT be spending hours and days agonizing over a fic for it to be minimized to a joke for a bitch on TikTok. I will not spend the little free time I have trying to crunch and finish a fic for it not do well but watch y’all pile in my mentions to argue over nonsense. And I won’t sit here and watch y’all purposely try to run other black writers away bc they don’t fit ur aesthetic. Fiction is fiction and whether you resonate with it or not, it’s expression. I’m a boring ass country bumpkin from the middle of nowhere, Florida who’s got social anxiety, chronically ill, neurodivergent and is in bed by 10:00. I don’t smoke, never had sex and I literally never leave the house unless I’m grocery shopping. I never have and never will live the life of any of my characters, even the most tame ones. But I write for EVERY black girl and want everyone of them to be seen. The one space where that seems to be allowed is obviously not welcomed anymore. Arguing and trying to defend ourselves against people who are committed to misunderstanding us is pointless. Minimizing us down to ‘baby mama’, ‘hoodrat’ fics, simply bc you no longer like certain characters (many of which you all were writing for not too long ago) is quite frankly clown and coon ass behavior. Watching y’all become enraged by tropes that are used by ever race, every fandom, etc but turning the blind eye bc it suits ur narrative is fucking hypocritical and laughable at best.
I’m not insecure in my writing. Never have been and never will be. I know I pour everything I have into creating the best work I can and it’s for that reason that I won’t allow it to be treated like trash. I have over 250 drafts in my Google docs and best believe, that’s where they’ll stay until I see fit. Although I know it’ll probably mean leaving the last place I have any sense of community and social interaction in general, it’s not worth coming on here angry everyday in defense mode. Its not worth getting out of my character over and I rather just not be around if it means I have to play mean girl. My mind may change and all of this will just have been me getting shit off my chest but as of right now, this account will be archived come February 28th. Thank you to everybody who’s supported me this far and gave me a safe space. I love all of you so very much and hope that we can enjoy the rest of this month together 🫶🏾 🤍
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moremaybank · 11 months
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𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 - (18+) lmao but v much in the mood to think about JJ sneaking in through your window because he missed you, despite only seeing you a few hours ago, and he stuffs your panties in your mouth as he goes down on you, knowing your parents are just across the hall and you KNOW that man wouldn't come up for air even if he was on the verge of blacking out, so there's plenty of time to try and keep quiet and not get caught ;) - maybanksbabe
𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎’𝐒 𝐁𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
going feral over the thought of this btw
you hear your bedroom window slide open, followed by two light thumps onto the hardwood floor. you know it's your boyfriend, because who else in this day and age would climb through your window in the middle of the night — barring an intruder, of course. jj slips under the covers, excitement going straight to his now hardening cock when his hands roam your body and take note of the fact that you're only sleeping in one of his shirts and a pair of panties. his fingers lightly trace over your covered clit, pulling a soft whine from you. "missed you so fuckin' much, baby," he breathes into your neck, letting his lips dot over the expanse of exposed skin. "making me squirt in the twinkie earlier wasn't enough for you?" you ask teasingly, a smirk pulling at the corners of your lips. "it's never enough. never gonna get my fill, babygirl." he slides on top of you, lifting your shirt and pushing it up to reveal your body to him. he lets his tongue dance over your nipples, down the valley of your breasts and to your stomach. when he reaches the hem of your panties, he continues, letting the hot, wet muscle stroke your core over the dampening fabric. he can taste you already, and he's not up for wasting any time. his fingers hook into the material and he slides it down your legs. he comes back up to your face, pressing a feverish kiss to your lips and slipping his tongue inside. "gonna make you feel so good, princess. now be a good girl and stay quiet for me," he rasps, balling your panties up and stuffing them into your mouth. not an inch of your pussy goes untouched by his mouth as he leaves sloppy kisses over it. he'll fuck you with his tongue, and then switch it up by zoning in on your clit and working it mercilessly. his fingers slip inside of you, kneading your walls and going in on your g-spot. it's so hard to keep quiet, despite the balled up fabric in your mouth, that jj is forced to use his free hand to clamp down over it. "careful, baby. don't want your parents coming in and watching, do we?" he can feel your panting as you writhe around beneath his touch. stars are all you can see, and you're on the verge of passing out when you finally cum. that doesn't mean jj's about to stop though. not when you taste so fucking sweet and look so angelic below him.
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crystalitecloudie · 1 year
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It's 4 am and I know I should be asleep... BUT I HAD A SAHSRAU IDEA (specifically cult!au with creators and stuff) AND I CAN'T IGNORE IT
This is gender neutral btw
EDIT: here is the link to part 2
Imagine...
You first descend into this world as the player, simply falling asleep in our world, and waking up in theirs. You wake up in Jarilo-VI, specifically in the bountiful snowy landscapes outside Belobog. However, at first, you believe it to be simply a vivid dream.
This is because when you touch the snow, it feels lukewarm to you. In fact, you are simply in flowy clothes (dress, shirt and pants, doesn't matter). You're dressed for a breezy summer picnic, not the harsh, unsurvivable winters of the Eternal Freeze.
But that does not stop barefoot you. You simply do not feel the cold, and it does not affect your body in turn.
The fragmentum monsters also pay no mind to you. They do not actively try to befriend you, but extended periods of time around them does not corrupt your mind like a mere mortal's would. You simply co-exist together with them.
However, after months of living in the Eternal Freeze, you have come to realize this is not a dream. You have yet to realize you are in the world of Honkai Star Rail, and are simply living a peaceful and voidous life.
That is... until Sampo finds you. He asks you to hide him, and when guards approach you, you have been so detached from human civilization that you are barely able to make conversation. You think in full, clear sentences, but your words stumble out like that of a child learning to walk and talk. They are accusing you of helping a criminal, along with three others that you know to be Stelle, March 7th, and Dan Heng. However, you certainly don't let on any clue that you know these people.
You're smarter than that.
And with your babbling like a child, Gepard and the other guards quickly assume that your mind, likewise, is also dumb and toddler-like. Innocent and naive. And as you are led into the city of Belobog's overworld, you realize that you are okay with this. You are a pretty, innocent babbling face, and appearing so allowed you to get away with quite a few things.
For example, when the trio of friends was chased into the underworld, you were not faced with similar charges. Instead, Cocolia forced you into a room in her palace, saying something about how the creator deserved the utmost respect.
You didn't really understand why you were being locked in a room and not allowed to leave, but if it meant free food and all the toys in the world, you could not care less. Humans were interesting creatures anyhow.
Even when you came to understand that this was not a simple Isekai, you simply wondered how the Supreme Guardian knew of your divine heritage. You had planned to keep it hidden for much, much longer... but alas.
I would write more but just seriously need to go to bed istg
Just credit me if you use this concept I guess idk I'm tired
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nebulairis · 7 months
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ive been reading kavetham fic lately and sometimes the dialogue is too direct. it's important to keep in mind that alhaitham is a cheeky asshole and says things to force kaveh to defend himself, while kaveh knows alhaitham well enough to perceive his emotions and actions and be very annoyed by them
for my own indulgent writing i am using the following formula to good effect, this can be well observed in canon dialogue if you're obsessed like me
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another thing to consider is that alhaitham wants kaveh to be living with him, it's just that kaveh feels guilty for existing, so as long as kaveh feels like he's doing something to earn living there he can accept it without spiralling into guilt and self-loathing. and alhaitham is being annoying on purpose because again a bit of a cheeky asshole
another thing is that a big reason for kaveh being a bleeding heart is because of his guilt, which alhaitham dislikes because he doesn't think kaveh has anything to feel guilty about. alhaitham telling kaveh this is the big thing that caused them to separate in the akademiya btw
leading up to that was them disagreeing about "genius" as a concept, kaveh believes it doesn't exist because anyone can achieve and learn with support, whereas alhaitham believes that some people (like himself and kaveh) are smarter than others. nahida says that she has a special preference for kaveh because of his perspective so maybe his opinion on that is a part of it
and kaveh actually has a greater understanding of the inequality in sumeru because, despite the whole lion keychain "this is sumeru where even healthcare is free" it's not free everywhere per dori's backstory and people still obviously have to pay for rent and food and housing so if you can't work, then what?
this ended up longer than i thought it would but hope you enjoyed
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devilanon · 1 year
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A request for a nsfw alphabet for ghost (or any/rest of them up too you) 👀 that size kink drabble lives in my head rent free btw you write him so damn well 😣🥲
hi hi :-) thanks! ghost for now, and gaz as well because i have garrick brainrot [nsfw below cut]
GHOST.
Aftercare = (what they’re like after sex) If he's post-subbing, he's the most needy fucker alive. All over you, despite how sweaty he is, plastering himself to your chest for a bit of cuddling as the little spoon. Dom Ghost will provide aftercare if you're actually in a relationship, but if it's just a quick fuck he's gone after a bare minimum check-in with you to make sure nothing's broken. But if he does have feelings for you, he's drowning you in praise, kissing lightly over the bites and bruises left in his wake, helping you sit up against his sturdy chest, bringing a bottle of water to your lips. B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Simon Riley has a huge fat fucking uncut dick, and that's just the truth. He likes seeing you struggle to take all of it, splitting you open on his cock. He's also an ass man. Loves to watch your cheeks bounce when he fucks you from behind, ripple when he spanks you, loves burying his face in your ass to eat you out.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Do not let this man fuck you raw he is fertile.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He's an exhibitionist, and he definitely wants everyone else on base to know who's fucking you and just how well he's doing it. He'll start groping you in risky high-traffic areas hoping someone sees. Swears up and down he had no idea anyone was coming down the hall.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Ghost fucks. There's no way Ghost doesn't fuck. This man has been whored out in like 80% of the countries he's been stationed in. He's great at mindless, meaningless, rough sex, but it's difficult for him to be slower, gentler, to stay present when he's actually making love and not just fucking. He tries, though, bless him.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Doggy. Like I said. Ass man. He will bend you over just about any surface if you let him.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He's pretty serious aside from the occasional snide remark. When he sets himself to a task he wants to carry it out as well as he can. This extends to fucking you silly.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) He has a shortly cropped blond happy trail. I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He's... not great at intimacy, but he makes an effort, if he's having sex with someone he harbors an emotional connection with. His dirty talk is softer, he's a bit gentler, less rough around the edges.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He has a pretty high sex drive and usually masturbates just to sate it, rather than to sit down and enjoy himself. He rarely uses pornographic material, just fucks quickly into his hand replaying some memory.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Exhibitionism, as mentioned. Pet play, d/s, anything with power and control dynamics essentially. He likes to be on both ends of the spectrum. Humiliation, degradation, etc. Again, giving and receiving. Body worship (on him, but he'll do it for you as well). Size kink. L = Location  Anywhere he can get away with it, really.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) He enjoys the concept of both dominance and exerting his will over you, and the release that comes from submitting to another person and allowing them to take the reigns. He really just teters back and forth between the two depending on his his self esteem is doing that day.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Simon Riley will not fuck you if you're even a bit tipsy or inebriated. Hard no.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) This man loves to eat ass. He also loves to shove his dick as far down your throat as he can and hold you there until you're bucking against him for air.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Rough, though not necessarily fast. If he's feeling particularly worked up or mean sex can definitely turn into an endurance test he knows you'll lose. Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Simon wants to fuck you as often as he can, whenever he can, wherever he can. On a roadtrip? His hand is down your pants while he drives. Doing laundry? Lifting you up onto the dryer. In the hallway? Broom closet looks very inviting, wouldn't you say?
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He's open to a fair amount of things, if not out of interest, just to try them and know whether or not it does anything for him. S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) He's a military man. He's extremely physically fit. If you let him, he'll fuck you until he physically can't anymore. Regardless of how quickly he might cum. He'll just use his fingers or his mouth until he's hard again.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He'll never admit it, but he does get jealous of inanimate objects for making you cum. Why not him? He can do it ten times better and faster. Watch.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Don't edge him, it won't work. He's bigger, stronger, and has more stamina than you, and he's stubborn as hell. You, though? If you let him, he'll make you beg for it. He'll edge you until you cry. He's also prone to trying to fluster you whenever he can, especially in front of other people, grabbing your hips to move you aside, brushing against your ass when he passes you in a tight space, things like that.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He's fairly quiet, especially if he's subbing. He'll groan, but it will be rare. He does enjoy a fair bit of dirty talk though. W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Wants to fuck his cum into you and then force you to walk around base leaking into your underwear. :-)
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Here to preach Chunky Simon RIley gospel. He has abs but they're under a layer of fat on his tummy. You can't see them unless he flexes. He has fat fucking tits. Big enough to grope. Has a pudgy little pubic mound. His arms and thighs are fucking huge. Big fat breeder balls. Has a light dusting of hair on his chest, and is fuzzy from the waist down.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) High, man.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) You will never catch Ghost sleeping after fucking you. He barely sleeps as it is. He'll just sit with you until you're asleep or ready to do something else.
GAZ.
Aftercare = (what they’re like after sex) He needs it. He's a sensitive boy, honestly, and if you just up and leave after having sex it's definitely going to hurt his feelings. He wants to pepper kisses all over you and snuggle. And maybe grind on you a little bit while doing so.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Gaz has nice, dexterous hands that can and will pull amazing sounds out of you when he's playing with you. This man fingers like no one's business. He's fairly attentive and will catch any noises or expressions you make while he's learning what you like, so he can do it more efficiently next time. He likes to watch your face when he fucks you, or when you fuck him. Your expressions do a lot for him.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He wants to come on your face. He'll beg for it, even. He wants to mark you anywhere, coming on your ass, your tits, your tummy, but your face is his go-to spot.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He's thought about stealing your underwear from the laundry room on base, when you leave it out. He wouldn't. Especially if you're not dating. It's just a thought. But he… looks. For a while. Especially if it's some lacy thing. Thinks about holding it in his hand while he's fucking his fist. Then goes about his day, chiding himself a bit.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Mildly? I feel like Gaz maybe got around when he was younger but has kind of slowed down, and he's even a bit ashamed of his fuckboy phase. He's seeking more of an emotional connection now instead of flings.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Facefucking is high up there. He also likes missionary so he can watch your expression change into something fuzzy and fucked-out.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He's definitely always smiling when he fucks you, right up until he's about to come. Whether or not it's a smirk or a goofy grin depends on what you're doing and the mood. He'll also tease and rib you lightly, especially if you're babbling nonsense after he's pushed you particularly hard and made you come several times.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) I headcanon Gaz as being fairly smooth? I honestly don't know why.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Gaz is sweet. He's one to break out pet names, compliments, occasionally praise; I don't think he has a lot of casual sex, so making love is more of a common occurrence than just fucking.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Gaz definitely has a folder on his phone of dirty pictures of his S/O that he pulls up when he's getting off. He prefers sex, but will look at images of you if you're not accessible at the moment. He'll send you images of him fucking his hand, sound clips if he's feeling particularly devious. If you let him take videos of you giving head or fucking him for use while he's away, he'll be very, very grateful.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Marking (with cum, but he'll leave hickies as well). Overstim. He likes to fuck you until you're unintelligible, then keep going beyond that, if you'll let him. Grinding / outercourse / thigh fucking. Service domming.
L = Location  He's not too adventurous, anywhere private.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Gaz just wants to make you feel good, honestly. You getting off gets him off.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Getting super rough, mean, or degrading doesn't do anything for him. Not only is he disinterested in it, it's counterproductive to what actually gives him pleasure, even if you ask for it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Gaz loves eat out for dinner :-) He'll keep going until you're squirming away from him and begging him to give you a break. Tonguefucking is a favorite. He likes fucking your face, making it sloppy and watching the drool run down your chin onto your chest. Bonus points if you wear makeup and he gets to ruin it. Bonus bonus points if you have to walk somewhere with that ruined makeup.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) It depends on his mood; he's normally pretty slow in the interest of being thorough and making you come as hard as you can, as many times as he can make you.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He's indifferent to it. It doesn't give him as much time as he'd like to unravel you, but if you propose it he's certainly not going to turn you down.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Gaz is fairly open to trying new things, but if it skeeves him out even a little bit he's unwilling to try it.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Multiple rounds are a given fucking this man. He wants you fucked stupid. He wants you braindead and drooling. He wants you unintelligible on his dick. He will buy a cock ring for the sole purpose of fucking you longer so he can watch your eyes roll back and jaw go slack as you come for the umpteenth time.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Gaz is fairly open to using toys; again, big fan of service domming, so he enjoys doing whatever he can to make you feel good. He would also enjoy leaving something inside of you while you run errands or do chores, just as a way to mark you, claim you without actually touching you.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He's not a super big fan of it; why edge you when he can make you come, and then make you come again? He doesn't hold out well if you tease him, either. The moment you flirt with him, brush up against him or make a suggestive statement, he's ready to go.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Gaz is very vocal, and he's not shy about it either. He's a whiner, making high pitched breathy sounds, and he's also prone to babbling in your ear when he's close to coming; "Hot, wet, tight, so good for me baby."
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Crier. Not in an emotional sense, but if he comes particularly hard he's thanking you and tears are rolling down his face.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) This man is cut. He has the "otter" build, slim, lean and strong. Veiny arms. Definitely has abs. Cum gutters. His dick is long and curved upward. Average thickness. His balls hang. Good for slapping against your clit when he fucks you from behind.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Gaz wants to fuck, man. Not so much that it's a constant thought of his, but he's easily swayed into being in the mood.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Sex doesn't knock him out, but he'll fall asleep cuddling you afterwards. (He talks in his sleep.)
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starscabaret · 2 months
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   ꩜ Welcome to Star’s Cabaret ꩜      Free Palestine
☆ i am 19 ☆ call me star ☆ ☆ i am in college, i study sex and history ☆ i love nu-metal, Sanrio, and stars ☆ i enjoy writing dark romance and smut… this does not mean i condone these things irl! ☆ i only write for fem readers for now ☆ there will be nsfw… I’ll try to put a tw if I see fit ☆ feel free to ask things or request! ☆ all of my oc’s are yandere or at least yandere like unless otherwise stated/ requested  ☆ dni racism, homophobia, transphobia, ed, MAPS, raceplay, SA, self-harm, incest, bestiality, etc just be a good person, please  ☆ I probably won't remember to put tw unless it's super crazy stuff so be careful! (murder, drugs, stalking, etc) ☆ feel free to dm me with questions or anything else! <33 ☆ this ✧.* will symbolize sexual content            ☆ my master list is below ☆
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emelinstriker · 1 year
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Macaque ♡ Private Play
I can't help but imagine Macaque using his Shadow Play skills to get money- now imagine the reader, his lovely spouse, being a regular of his shows and boom :D
Pre-Shadow Play episode btw cuz he do kinda be needing that lamp still
The pain of having to write this level of wholesome fluff when you've never been in an actual romantic relationship yourself- So I had a lot more fun telling the tale at the end and making it all more dramatic- omegalul
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♡ ~ Fluff ~ ♡
It was yet another night at the theater, and a certain shadow monkey was doing his usual routine of retelling tales that he knew of from his own perspective and memories. Nothing out of the ordinary happened of course. He didn't get many people to see his performance, as usual, due to his plays' times and because of people not usually being interested in the concept of shadow plays as they preferred movies.
Such a shame, really, they were missing out on a great show! At least that's what you thought everytime you would see only a portion of the audience seats having been filled. Your husband did such an amazing show and you would be awestruck each and every time at the visuals he was able to create. Not to mention, his soothing voice was a nice bonus no matter which tale he told. He even used his powers to spice up your private wedding a few years back, using his shadows to calm you down from your nervous high, as well as putting on a shadow play for the few guests you had.
Once the play you were currently watching was over, you and the other people in the audience clapped, delighted at the performance. Some even stood up while the demon man on the stage bowed at the applause.
It didn't take long for the last people to leave the room while you simply sat in your reserved VIP seat as usual. And it didn't take long for your shadow to become a portal for the hooded monkey either as he emerged from it, wrapping his arms around you from behind.
"Hey there, sugarplum, how was work?", he said while nuzzling the crook of your neck. He was still in his human disguise, so unfortunately you were unable to appreciate his fluffy fur. But that didn't make you appreciate him any less as you leaned back into his hold.
You actually showed him your workplace before, which is a rather small thrift shop. Macaque needed some human clothing because the red and black cloak he's using during his plays would not suffice in certain areas of the city. Him in a hooded cloak, being all dark and mysterious, would most certainly garner unwanted attention from demons and humans alike. That's when you showed him some stylization options. Everything you showed him was extremely casual and he loved it.
"It was alright. Not much happened today, besides one customer who didn't understand how a warranty works", you muttered. The monkey let out a low chuckle as you could feel his chest's vibration on your back, leaning further into you. "Anyway, once you're free we can go take a stroll. There's this new 24-hour shop we haven't been to yet." Finally, you decided to turn a bit to give him a quick peck on the lips, making him smirk.
"Well, you're in luck. This one just so happened to be my last play for the night. Just gotta clockout at the counter and we're off", he said as he removed his disguise with his ability, revealing his demon form. He was still wearing his hooded cloak however, nuzzling you with his fur now.
And as he said, he clocked out at the counter... Or rather a shadow clone did while he himself carried you bridal-style outside the theater and onto the dark streets. He didn't let go of you until you were in the darkness of an alleyway, embraced by the shadows. You knew he specifically did this to make you feel safer. Because something he told you early on into your relationship: 'You're a lot safer in the shadows. So don't be afraid of them, especially when I'm here.'
The two of you walked hand-in-hand down the alley, talking about whatever else happened at each of your respective workplaces. Apparently the theater had a major fangirl come in who couldn't stop squealing at Macaque's voice, overall mysterious demeanor, as well as shadow abilities.
You laughed a bit at the image of a random girl in the back of the audience having a fangirl meltdown. "She did stay behind after the play to ask me for my number. Of course I said no and showed her my ring, but can you believe that?" He rolled his eyes at the memory.
"Yes, I can believe that would've happened eventually. After all," you started as you made your shoulder bump into his in an affectionate manner, "you do have an irresistible charm on the character you're putting up while in disguise."
You could've sworn his tail wagged underneath his cloak from the faint movement of fabric your eyes were able to catch behind him, giving you an amused smile. He pouted at your word choice.
"Just while in disguise? Damn, guess I'll need to step up my game as amazing husband to top that character", he chuckled before pulling down his hood. "How about I top the 'mysterious storyteller' right now with a tale I know you'll love?"
You simply stared at him in awe before excitedly nodding your head to give him the 'go'. In response, he let go of your hand and pulled out his lantern from underneath his cloak, twirling it in a fluent motion before it abruptly stopped and lit up in all its purple glory. He then winked as he handed it to you for safekeeping before taking a few steps back towards the opposing wall.
Macaque used both his hands and body to make the shadows behind him move in the usual shadow play fashion you knew from his public plays. Despite being fully aware of his abilities, knowing he doesn't need to do such thing to create those visuals, you appreciated his need to be a bit more dramatic than necessary. It simply added a bit more flare to the experience and made it a lot more enjoyable. But this time he actually incorporated his tail into the play too.
He started out with his eyes closed and his hands behind his back, using his smooth voice to his advantage, "Welcome my loveliest viewer, to a shadow play. The likes of which have never been seen." The simian's eyes opened as he threw a loving glance at you before raising his hand to the night sky. His arm's shadow formed a monkey man behind him. You knew that was him from his previous plays.
"The tale follows up on a warrior's story told not so long ago... There was a lonely warrior, wandering the most darkest corners of an unknown town. Cast aside by his former source of light, the hero, he sought out to find another source to feel whole once more", he started as his shadow now depicted himself and Sun Wukong. The Monkey King seemed to vanish as if turned to dust before being blown away by the wind. Macaque's expression held a sliver of hatred, but was quickly replaced with a gentle smile as another memory resurfaced.
"One day while roaming the town in the dead of night, a thunderstorm approached. Desperate to find shelter, he came across a different kind of light. A light so powerful, its source did not seem to mind sharing it with everyone they met." His eyes dilated a bit as he turned to face you, seeing you hold onto his lantern with extra care, making sure not to block its light. You didn't even notice your own lovestruck smile until he smiled back. "That light was a generous and kind mortal human, who offered him their home to shield him from the cold and damp. They even offered him silent comfort from the sounds outside as lightning continued to strike."
The shadows now depicted a human holding their hands over the warrior's ears, making both gaze at one another in close proximity. Then it switched to a scene with both holding hands while looking at what could only be described as sunrise.
"As the storm faded into the night, so did the moon. The sun started to awaken as its rays made the warrior realize that this human was his new source of light. And yet he told himself he had to leave, for he did not feel worthy of their compassion." The shadow of the warrior let go of the light's hands, but then was quickly stopped by the light refusing to let go of one hand, lightly tugging him back towards them.
"However, the light proved him otherwise. They did not agree with his mindset and instead asked him to stay longer." The human now pulled the warrior closer to them before giving him a hug. Macaque couldn't help but let out a little chuckle as he recalled the memory. "And eventually, the warrior seemed to have been put under a spell so strong it sent him into a spiraling trance. One that would bind him to the light for the future to come." Your husband then slightly leaned closer in your direction with his signature grin. "It was a spell of love."
The scene shifted once more to show both of them kissing while sitting on a bench under a tree, one familiar one you recognized with ease. "Over the coming months, their love for one another grew, and so did the shadow's courage to propose marriage to his beloved light. He came up with a plan to meet up under the tree's branches once again, and he expressed his devotion to the loving light of his life..."
Suddenly, the lantern became dimmer by the second as he approached your now blushing form with his arms crossed, clearly hearing your heartbeat. "I believe you already know how this story ends."
And as the lantern's light faded away, you launched yourself forward to capture him in your embrace, giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. You were still holding onto the lantern with one hand behind his back. He wrapped his arms around you in return and leaned more into you. Once you pulled away for air, you gave him a bright smile as a few tears formed in your eyes from the joy you felt. Despite the dark that surrounded you two, the simian was able to see your happy response to his small, private play. Macaque knew how to pick his words far too well.
"You dork... I love you, Mac", your mumbled voice said as you nuzzled your face into his chest. His lips made contact with the top of your head as he pulled you closer to him, letting out what sounded like a low purr.
"I love you too, sugarplum."
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ddejavvu · 2 years
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What if hotch wants to date reader but isn't sure about the age difference but then in a game of truth or dare btw the BAU he finds out that she already dated someone older than him and she didn't mind the age gap and it gives him courage to ask her out (I just used she out of habit, feel free to make it gender neutral)
"Truth," The devilish glint in Penelope's eyes as she repeats your choice has you second-guessing it, "How old is the oldest person you've ever crushed on?"
"Oldest," You hum thoughtfully, visions of an ex flashing through your head, "Well, I'd have to go with Sean. Dated him for a while, he was in his fifties."
Aaron's flooded with instant relief. Not only that one, you don't seem to be turned off by an age gap, and two, that his brother Sean is definitely not the Sean you're talking about. He's sure he would find it hard to kiss you if you'd kissed his brother first.
You ignore Spencer's look of what you're slightly afraid is disgust, and Morgan's sharp wolf whistle. Emily takes a sip of her drink instead of responsding, but JJ smirks at the new information about you.
Penelope's jaw drops, in her typical dramatic fashion, looking much like a scandalized cartoon.
"Fifty? And you dated him? My god," She gasps, suddenly short of breath, "That's, like, an old man!"
"Pardon me?" Rossi cuts in, not entirely fond of the concept of the game in general, much less when it results in his friends demeaning him, "Fifty is not old."
"Yes it is," Penelope insists, "Did he have back problems?"
"Older men know how to treat women," You point out, sipping from the juice box the bubbly blonde had so kindly bestowed upon you, "Most times they've done it before."
Aaron's certain he'd have treated you right if he were still 18, but he doesn't tell you that. It wouldn't have taken any aging on his part to come to some divine realization that you're something special, but he mulls over your penchant for older men while you bicker with the blonde.
He's not into you because of the age gap. He's sure it would look that way, he's sure it does to Dave who's not particularly shy about his own tastes in women. But he lets himself forget the taboos around the pairing, and gives in to a brief domestic fantasy that clouds his vision, locking his eyes onto you.
You tuck Jack into bed with the same precision and care that he does, making sure that every corner of the blanket is as tight as it can go without suffocating the boy. You kiss him on the forehead on your way out, and Aaron fondly does the same, his lips pressing to where your own just landed. He turns out the light in his son's bedroom and finds you already undressing in your shared closet, but he pays more attention to the way that your body looks in his shirt than it does out of it. He grips your hips, tugs you in until your lips are mere inches from his, and-
"Hell-ooo," Hotch sees a hand waving in front of his eyes, and snaps back to attention to find that it's yours, "Are you okay?"
Your voice is a laugh, the sound sending his heart pounding even though you mean it accusatorily. He nods, zoning back into the room and finding all eyes on him.
"Yes," He finally breaks eye contact with you, shaking his head slightly to clear it, "I'm sorry. I must have lost focus."
"I'll say," Dave snorts, but for subtlety's sake Aaron doesn't bite back. You're still looking at him, though, so he glances back over, and you restate your question.
"Alright, Hotch, truth or dare?"
"Truth," He answers by default, and his team members deflate. He's not sure why they think they're going to get away with asking him to lick a toilet seat, like they challenged Reid to do, apparently he's smarter than the genuis.
"Truth," You sigh dramatically, but brighten up as you think of a question, a meaningful glint in your eyes as you ask, "Okay fine, how young is the youngest person you've ever crushed on?"
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