[ PRESS ] for the shorter muse to take hold of the taller one’s face to pull them down so they can press their foreheads together.
[ dream and calliope...]
In the Meme Vault
@unheardmuses
There aren't many in any realm of existence that would even dare to touch Dream of the Endless. It was an indulgence the Muse should not have allowed herself...should not have dared. There were too many things left unsaid between them, after all--so many things that she had not yet found the words for, and things that he would never even attempt.
But just for a moment, the time and the pain between them was nonexistent; something Calliope could wade through as easily as she could any calm waters. Her hands were soft and warm as she brushed fingers across the sharp planes of his face, finally cupping his cheeks in her palms.
Once she'd taken the indulgence, she allowed herself one more...and pulled him carefully down to meet her. Calliope's brow pressed to the dream king's, dark lashes brushing her cheeks as her eyes slipped closed. For these few breaths, nothing else mattered.
"I have missed you, Oneiros."
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Hey Babe,
Today, I wanna share something with you. I know you love watching me show off and weighing my curvy, voluptuous, sexy, jiggly body. From the top of my head, to the soles of my feet, and all points in between you'll find a fluffy, fat, delicious playground that can satisfy any appetite. My plans were to step on my scale, but I broke it as I was standing on it. Yes, BROKE IT!! LOL, looks like someone got chonkier ;)
That aside, I guess we'll have to shit down and I’ll just tell you more about how I built this playground. So I want you to sit back, relax, and pay attention cause I'm gonna tell you more about what makes Jazz extra big, extra fat, and extra FIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!
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Wisdom Teeth
Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader
Liz came barreling into the room, obviously upset by something but that was not the primary reason Aaron was focusing on her. Her cheeks were swollen, some gauze peeking out of her mouth, but Drew following her intently also grabbed his attention. He watched on as she plopped into a chair at her desk, grumbling at Drew, and anyone who would listen before she raised her voice under the effect of the anesthesia.
“Drew wouldn’t let me drive,” She growled, “I’m a big girl, I can drive.”
“I’m sure you can, Liz.” Drew replied half-heartedly, reaching under her desk for her go bag. Her eyes widened as she brought her hands to her face.
“Why can’t I feel my face?” She practically yelled, “I can’t feel my toes either!” She frantically prodded at her face, before turning her attention to her feet, haphazardly shoved in her boots. “Oh my god your hair is so fluffy.” Liz turned her attention to Reid, taking in the boy band haircut that he now donned.
Aaron took this opportunity to leave the doorway of his office, and approach her as he declined the stairs. Liz had now turned on Derek, poking his arm periodically, mesmerized by something the rest of them couldn’t see. Before anybody could ask any questions, she looked up, her eyes wide.
“I have muscles too!” She exclaimed, raising her arms in a flexing position, “See? I have a six pack too.” Her face slid into a suggestive smile. “Wanna see?”
“O-okay, that’s enough.” Aaron voiced from behind her desk, and Liz got up from her chair to come over to him. She placed her hands on his face, and then proceeded to move them to hers, and then back again.
“How come I can feel your face, but not mine?” She continued her movements, brows furrowed, “You have a pretty face. Why can’t I feel my face? You have a pretty face.” Liz sighed into a smile, stopping her movements, but still cupping his face.
“Thank you?”
“You’re welcome pretty man!”
“Drew, what is she on?” Reid asked the visibly defeated man who was leaning against Liz’s desk.
“Anesthesia. She had her wisdom teeth out today.”
“So why is she here?” Emily interjected.
“She thought she would still be able to work today.” Drew rolled his eyes, in disbelief. “I told her she should go home, but nope. Work today.” This caught Liz’s attention and she broke away from holding Aaron’s face to point a finger at Drew.
“Hey! I can--I can--I can work today butthead.”
“You can’t even get your words straight.”
“What? Pffffffft yeah I can. Right Morgan?” She almost stumbles over.
“Sure hot stuff, sure.”
“You need to get to bed, Walker.” Aaron spoke up, placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Aar, I’m fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.” She says, definitely not fine.
“Drew?” Aaron nods toward her, but Liz is already off. She’s attempting to run around the office, poorly dodging obstacles, but they’re still forced to jog after her. Liz clambers into Dave’s office, shutting and locking the door behind her and making faces at the team standing outside.
“What are you doing kiddo?”
“They’re trying to make me go to bed!”
“Oh no.” Dave said rather sarcastically. “How dare they.”
“Look I don’t need to go to bed!” She tried to explain around her gauze, “I need to work! I feel like I could run a marathon!”
“Probably not the best idea-- feel free to hang out in here until you inevitably crash.”
“Silly Dave, I’m not going to crash. I’m going to rule the world!” She said, sitting down on the couch, “Rule the world I tell you!” Liz yawned, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. In another minute, she was out cold.
Dave rose from his desk and unlocked the door softly, determined to not wake her up.He motioned for silence before pointing to Liz on the couch, fast asleep. Drew sighed in relief, but Aaron reached her first, picking her up, carefully cradling her in his arms. Drew nodded, and Aaron walked out of the room first, while Drew made his way to grab her bags, and a couple files to keep her occupied at home.
To Aaron, it felt like a short walk to Drew’s pickup, slipping her into the passenger seat and gently strapping her in with the seatbelt. Whispering, he told Drew that he’d follow him to the house, so Drew could get some rest while Liz was sleeping.
When Liz woke up, she was on the couch in her apartment, with Aaron’s arm around her, while Jeopardy was playing softly in front of them. Aaron was fast asleep, and as Liz could feel the anesthesia wearing off, she relaxed back onto the couch, careful not to wake him up. He looked so peaceful while he was sleeping, the dark circles underneath his eyes fading with time.
She turned her attention back to Jeopardy, watching Alex Trebek reveal yet another bit of information that Reid probably already knew. Drew came out from the kitchen and gave her a tired smile before settling down on an armchair near the two of them. Pulling the blanket off the arm of the couch, he placed it on his lap before falling asleep too, not long after.
The last thing she remembered before falling asleep again was the answer to a section on the show.
“What is caring.”
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hi magical john!! hope you're having a nice day today! <3 what are your thoughts about goofy, mr bean and the babies?
thankssss for the welll wissshes.
goofy… keeeeps tryinnng to ssssteal everyyythinng. I rrrrrespect that. Mossstly becausssse he shhhhares some with me.
mr. beeeaan is alriiiight. I think… I thhhink he think’s a plaaant. keeeeps sssaying bean, nevvvver heard him sssay annnythinnng else. never ssseen him withhh a difffferent expresssion either. Makessss good tea.
the kidssss are jussst lovvvvely. Jefffferson can baaaarely talk, but he keepsss beeeaating me at blaaackjaack. Without thumbssss. Good lad.
Gilllbert trrrried that horrrrible pitchhhhforrrk trick on me. sssstuck it innnn my arm. so I sssstuck his fingerssss in the ssssocket. Heeee’s fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.
Kidsssss are grrreat. :).
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