#maybe I’ll check it out? idk never had much interest

[bellatriestowritesometimes]

To Know

aaron hotchner x reader

Summary: You attend your best friend's wedding where you see Hotch for the first time in four years since you were shot on your wedding day by Peter Lewis, forcing him to go into witness protection and leave you.

Part 2

AN/explanation:

Listen it’s been a minute since I’ve written anything and by minute I mean 4 years so bear with me!! There’s probably spelling and punctuation errors but I wrote this in the middle of the night so cut me some slack.

OK so a bit of an explanation on this.. so you know how everyone has their imaginary scenarios they make up before bed or wherever (and if you don’t you’re weird!) well this is mine!! OK not really but ever since I watched CM which was probably about 5/6 years ago now, Hotch was on my mind 24/7 and I have this plot in my head with YEARS worth of scenarios thought out with original characters and everything!! This is just a small snippet of the whole plot I have had thought out for Hotch and Alex (that is what I have named her in my head, but have obviously written it as a Y/N to make it more enjoyable I guess? Idk what people prefer!!). I could probably write a book on this crap but I’ll just start with this part. I am in the process of writing a part two to this so if anyone’s interested I’ll try to get it out before the weekend’s over as this is the only free time I have currently! Now if I ever was going to make this into a series (that’s a very big if) this would be a chapter towards the end of this plot that I have created. Anyways enough rambling…

I am an angst over any other kind of genre girly so that’s all this will be :D this seemed better in my head and it ALWAYS does but I just wanted to get it out of my system.

Hope u enjoy xx

Warnings: smut (a little not too much), cheating.

Word count: 3.9k

It was your best friend’s wedding and you couldn’t have been happier. Henry was your rock and pretty much the only family you ever had. He had been with you through everything, all the highs and lows, so he deserved today to be absolutely perfect.

You were helping Luca with his tie and giving him a final check over before he went out to marry your best friend. Luca knew how important you were to Henry and how important Henry was to you. The three of you were practically a throuple. OK maybe not a throuple but anyone who was important to Henry became important to you. They had been together for almost 5 years but knew each other for even longer. 

“He’s here you know...” Luca said “Henry invited everyone from the BAU..”

You raised an eyebrow at Luca whilst finishing up with his tie.

“I know,” you replied simply.

Henry was the one who got you a job at the BAU. He knew almost everyone and if he didn’t, he knew someone who did. He had helped out with several cases and knew everyone at the BAU well, so of course they all got an invite to his wedding which was in London. Henry knew your history with Hotch and that meant so did Luca.

“He has them all staying at the Ritz you know, booked a suite out for everyone,’’ Luca rambled.

“I know,” you repeated and rolled your eyes.

Of course he has you thought to yourself, money was never an issue for him. Not that it was for you either but you were slightly more modest than him.

Luca could sense that he wasn’t going to get anything else out of you so he decided to change the topic.

“You think we’re doing the right thing?” He asked referring to him and Henry.

“Absolutely,” you confirmed “he needs you Luca, I don’t even want to imagine what he would be like without you. It’s not something I’m prepared to take on” you let out a laugh. “You two have practically been married for the last 5 years, now it’s just time to make it official!” You gave his arms a squeeze.

“I’ll see you out there, no backing out now,” you gave him a wink and Luca gave you a nod with a smile.

You took that as your cue to leave and made your way towards the alter and towards Henry. As you made your way up to the front you saw all of the guests take their seats. You spotted JJ, Will and her boys a few rows from the front, who were staying at your place for the next few days. Emily, Spencer and Garcia were seated a few rows behind them and you spotted Morgan and Savannah seated on the other side of the room. You were trying to find Rossi and Krystall until your eyes landed on someone else. There he was sitting right next to Rossi with a brunette next to him which you assumed was Beth.

“How is he?” Henry’s voice snapped you back to reality.

“Huh?” Was the only thing that came out of your mouth as you slowly dragged your eyes away from the man that left you on pretty much your death bed and then divorced you.

“Luca – how is he? He’s not making a run for it is he?” Henry laughed but behind the laugh he needed the reassurance. He hadn’t been the perfect fiancé and has put Luca through the wringer at times, but there’s no one else for Henry other than Luca and vice versa.

“Stop being stupid!” You swatted him gently, “Of course not! I stopped him just before he got to the fire exit,” you replied playfully.

“Ha ha very funny,” Henry replied dryly, “And how are you? …You know with him being here.. You did say it was okay for me to invite him but I can send him home if you want. Just tell me and I’ll have him escorted out by security-”

“Please stop, it’s fine. Honestly I mean it. We’ve both moved on. I’m with Avery now and he’s with Beth,” you answered. “Besides today is not about me or my woes, it’s about you!”

-

The wedding ceremony was beautiful and it was now time for the reception. You made your way round to all the tables saying hello to the people you recognised until you reached the table you dreaded the most. Thankfully your husband Avery caught up with you to let you know that it was time to make your way to your seat as it was almost time for your speech.

You gave Rossi a smile in the distance before walking back to your seat, avoiding contact with Hotch for now who was sat right next to him.

-

After the speeches were done and the drinks began floating around the room, everyone felt a lot more relaxed. You were listening to the conversation Emily and Avery were having about a book they both had read, until you felt someone tap your shoulder.

“Hi you must be Y/N! I’m Beth, Aaron has told me so much about you!” Beth exclaimed as you turned around to face her.

“Yes hi! It’s lovely to meet you, I’m sorry I couldn’t introduce myself earlier,” you gave her a smile.

It was a genuine smile, she seemed nice and in any other situation you could even be friends. She is not to blame for what had happened between you and Hotch, however you did wonder what kind of things he has told her about you.

“It’s okay don’t worry about it! I understand how stressful weddings are,” she continued and for a second you thought if she had married Hotch without anyone telling you. Your eyes flicked towards her left hand that was wrapped around a champagne flute. No sign of a ring. You cursed yourself for still caring enough to check.

“That’s a beautiful ring” she said bringing you out of your trance.

You followed her gaze which was now on your own left hand. You hadn’t realised that you were twisting your own wedding ring with your thumb, reminiscing about how it felt when you had the ring on that Hotch gave you. It was a lot smaller than the one you have now. It had an oval diamond in the centre with three green sapphire leaves holding the diamond in place on each side. It was a delicate ring and you loved everything about it. Everything but the dreaded memories that came along with it. The ring was now replaced with a big teardrop diamond from Harry Winston and it was beautiful. It sparkled even in the dark and felt almost heavy on your finger. You had to admit that Avery had great taste, the two of you had now been married for almost 2 years.

“Thank you..” you smiled and let a breath out you didn’t know you were holding.

“Uhm this is Avery my husband-” you cleared your throat, almost forgetting to introduce him to her.

They shared a few polite words until Beth excused herself. You assumed she had gone to find Hotch as she disappeared into the crowd.

“She seems nice,” Avery said and gave you a small smile. He knew what had happened with you and Hotch and he wasn’t his biggest fan but he was never the one to bad mouth him.

“Yeah she does…” you replied quietly whilst your mind drifted off elsewhere. Emily sensed that you were uncomfortable and resumed her conversation with Avery in an attempt to take his attention off you.

-

It was several hours into the reception and you had stepped outside with Luca and lit a cigarette for you both to share.

You had noticed Beth was in the distance on the phone but Hotch was nowhere to be seen.

“Today has been beautiful,” you hummed as you took a pull of the cigarette and passed it to Luca.

“It really has been, thank you for helping Henry with the planning,” he expressed.

You both conversed about the wedding and your favourite parts until someone had interrupted you.

“Oh sorry,” your eyes followed his voice, “I thought Beth was out here,” he explained as he looked between you and Luca.

“She is,” you pointed with the cigarette between your fingers “she’s just gone into the gazeebo over there to take a call I think,” you replied.

“Thank you,” he looked into your eyes longer than he should have before he began walking her way.

“Is this the first time you’ve spoken to him tonight?” Luca asked whilst following your gaze that was still on Hotch.

“Yup.”

“There’s an explanation. I am sure he has an explanation,” Luca tried standing up for the man he barely knew.

You didn’t respond and instead focused your gaze on something else.

“You know… and I really shouldn’t be saying this but... I think Henry might’ve had something to do with it,” Luca continued.

“What makes you say that? Has he told you something?” You questioned focusing your attention back on Luca.

“Nope. He doesn’t tell me anything when it’s to do with work and I thank him for it. But it wouldn’t surprise me if he did. He would do anything to keep you safe. Even if it meant putting your newly husband into witness protection…”

You thought about it for a minute or so and yes maybe Henry was the one who suggested going into witness protection but that still doesn’t explain the radio silence from Hotch even after Peter Lewis was caught.

“I want you to have what me and Henry have,” Luca brought you out of your thoughts once again.

“I have that. With Avery, he makes me happy,” you replied not knowing if it’s the full truth. Avery does make you happy and you love him but you’re not sure if it compares to what you and Hotch had and it seems like Luca doesn’t either.

“Let’s get back in there shall we? I’m sure Henry is looking for you!” You perked up, trying to change a conversation that was becoming too heavy for your liking. 

-

Since you were one of the few people who didn’t drink at the wedding, you decided to give Emily, Spencer, and Garcia a lift back to the hotel whilst Avery, JJ, Will, and the boys got an Uber home back to your place.

The car ride back to the hotel turned into an episode of carpool karaoke with Emily blasting any and every song that came on the radio.

Once you pulled up to the hotel you helped Emily out of the car and then let Spencer take over. You were about to shut the passenger door when you noticed a phone on the seat Emily was sat in.

“You left your phone Beyonce!” You called out to Emily as she was finishing her 3rd run of single ladies from the start.

You caught up with her and placed the phone in her hand, she took one look at it and blurted out that it’s Beth’s and that she had found it by some gazebo outside.

You pressed the lock button on the side and the phone lit up revealing a picture of Hotch and Beth set as the lock screen.

“What room is she in do you know?” You asked Emily but she just shrugged her shoulders and carried on signing. Spencer and Penelope both gave you a shrug signalling that they didn’t know either.

“Right I will just leave it with reception. The three of you get some sleep ok, we have brunch tomorrow!” You shouted even though the three of them were already inside the hotel queuing up for the elevator.

You pressed the lock button once again making the phone light up just to stare at the lock screen once more. With a sigh you then began to make your way into the hotel and walked towards reception.

“Hello Miss can I help you with anything?” The lady asked.

“Uh yes actually, I’m trying to return a lost phone to a friend of mine but I don’t remember the room number. Could you please let me know? It should be a suite under the name Hotchner, they’re here for a wedding,” you smiled hoping she’d give you the information you needed.

She typed away on her keyboard for a few seconds before replying to your question.

“I have an Aaron Hotchner on the system along with a Beth Clemmons sharing suite 107?”

“Yes that’s the one! Thank you so much!” You thanked the lady and made your way to the elevator. Emily and the others were long gone, probably passed out in their beds by now you hoped.

-

You tapped softly on the door waiting for someone to open it and hoping that it wasn’t Beth. You weren’t even sure what you were doing, what you were going to say, what if Beth’s awake, what would happen then?

You had no excuse and no business to be knocking on his hotel door. Well aside from the fact that he left you on your wedding night right after you got shot, had someone serve you with divorce papers as soon as you came out of your coma and you still haven’t had an explanation even though it’s been close to 4 years.

After a few moments the door was gently pulled open and there he stood. Still in his shirt and trousers from the wedding. He looked taken back seeing you stand there in the hallway. Although you were the only one on his mind tonight, you still had caught him off guard.

“Hi…” Was all that he managed to say.

“Hi…” you breathed out. “..Beth left her phone at the wedding reception,” you said holding it up as proof.

You looked behind him and could see 3 mini whisky bottles that were now empty, lined up on the coffee table. On the left you could see two large double doors that were shut behind the sofa. You had assumed that’s where Beth was sleeping as there was no sign of her anywhere else.

“Oh… Well thank you for bringing it here, you didn’t have to go out of your way...”

“It’s okay I was dropping Emily and the others off anyway,” you replied whilst handing him the phone.

As he took the phone from you he moved slightly to the side, almost inviting you in before actually saying it.

“Would you like to come in?” he paused for a moment, “…please come in” he pleaded. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you the whole night I just didn’t want to disturb you. Beth’s asleep so you don’t have to worry about her or we could take a walk somewhere,” he went on; desperation clear in his voice.

Instead of replying you walked past him making your way into his room, a completely different side of you taking over.

You made your away towards the sofa, never sitting down just standing in front of it. You turned to face Hotch who closed the door and walked towards you, stopping just a few inches away. You could tell he had been drinking. You had obviously seen him drink at the wedding but he left several hours ago yet here he was emptying the mini fridge in his hotel suite.

You eyed the bottles on the coffee table.

“Rough night?’ You asked but it sounded more like a statement. When you looked back at him his mouth was slightly open, almost as if he was thinking of what to say but no words were coming out.

You tilted your head to the side as you took in his features. He looked different. Good but different.  After all these years had passed, you never knew when you would be able to get a good look at him again, and god how much you’d missed his handsome face. The last memory you had of it was when you collapsed in his arms after being shot during your first dance as Mr and Mrs. You don’t remember much after that, just faint shouting in the distance as your vision went blurry until you eventually passed out in his arms.

“I- um I don’t know what to say Y/N… I don’t even know where to begin,” he expressed. Concern, pain and regret all clear in his voice.

Before he could continue you lifted your hand up in an attempt to stop him from saying anything else. That’s not what you came here for.

“I am so sorry,” he breathed out but you took a step closer to him and placed one of your fingers on his lips to silence him.

“Shh,” you whispered whilst you ran your other hand slowly down his chest stopping at the belt of his trousers. You could feel his pulse quicken as he took in what you were doing.

Never breaking eye contact you began to gently move your hand lower until you reached his crotch. You then began to palm him with a bit more force, feeling him harden underneath your touch. A slight smirk played on your lips as you realised how much of an affect you still had on him, how much his body still responded to you. You believed that you were the only one that could get him this flustered, to get him to cheat on his girlfriend, to get him this hot and bothered over practically nothing.

“Take off your trousers...” you hissed.

The concern and regret was now replaced with confusion and curiosity but he did as he was told and began to undo his belt. You watched him carefully as he dropped his trousers to the floor stopping at his boxers.

“You can leave those on, this won’t take long,” you instructed coldly and pushed him onto the sofa. As he sat down he reached over to switch a small table lamp off, leaving a soft glow on your silhouette that was coming from a floor lamp on the other side of the room.

You lifted your dress and rolled it up stopping at your waist whilst you straddled Hotch. The familiar feeling of his dick beneath you was enough to send you over the edge.

You lifted yourself up slightly using your knees and grabbed him through his boxers, silently thanking him for wearing a pair with the slit. He watched your every move and took in a sharp breath when your hand made contact with him and took another when you gently lowered yourself onto his dick.

You began rocking your hips, savouring every single second. You started to pick the pace up and you felt Hotch move in to kiss you to which you gently pushed his head back with your hand, not wanting any other intimacy other than the feeling of him inside you and maybe you inside of him.

You took two of your fingers and placed them on his lips again, this time using them to part his mouth. You gently slipped them inside and he welcomed it. You decided to push them in deeper. Not deep enough to hurt him but deep enough to your liking. Your fingers felt cold against his tongue.

At that point you knew you were close and so was he, your fingers in his mouth helped him to stifle his moans, whilst you watched him intently. After a few moments you felt him twitch beneath you as he threw his head back when he came and you shortly followed.

You removed your fingers from his mouth and gently stood up lowering your dress back down giving the man you still loved one last look before turning around to leave. Just before you got the door you stopped and turned around, he was now up grabbing his trousers off the floor.

“You left me… I was in a coma Hotch and when I came out of it you weren’t there. You left me Aaron.”

Without giving him a second to respond you left and closed the door behind you.

-

As you stepped into the elevator a thousand thoughts were racing in your head. You began to question yourself on why you had come here in the first place, but you knew exactly why. You wanted to see if you still had that control over him, you wanted to see if you could still have him, if he still belonged to you. And he did. You thought about how your relationship had evolved from being just co-workers to friends from friends to lovers and from lovers to strangers. That’s what it felt like being in that room with him. Just two strangers having sex. That was probably the first time the two of you had sex instead of making love. There was a difference between the two and you knew which one you preferred.

Deep down you knew why he had to leave and most importantly leave without you, but it still didn’t make it any less painful. You had thought back to what Lucas said earlier when you were outside, that Henry might’ve had something to do with it... But the truth is whether he did or didn’t it wouldn’t have changed the outcome. He needed to leave, to hide and go into witness protection. Not only for his and Jacks safety but for yours too. It all made sense. Peter Lewis couldn’t hold you over him anymore if you had no connection to him so he left. He left without you and then had you served with divorce papers.

The elevator doors opened and snapped you back to reality. You shook your head in an attempt to get rid of the thoughts. You didn’t want to go back there, you had tried your hardest to move past that part of your life and dwelling about the details and the what if’s is something you didn’t want to do anymore. You had wasted enough time doing that and you’ve moved on since then and so has Hotch. But sometimes late at night when you can’t sleep, those thoughts creep back in and they have a way of suffocating you.

“Did you manage to return your friends phone?” The lady behind the reception desk asked with a smile.

“Yes I did, thank you so much for your help again!” You replied and returned the smile.

You made your way to the parking lot and got into your car and made your way home… To your husband…. Who you had just cheated on with your ex-husband. You pulled out of the parking lot and let the memories from earlier fill your mind. You had glanced briefly at your watch and the time told you that is was quarter past three. You groaned at the thought of having to be up before 11 am later that day for a brunch that Henry and Luca had organised with a smaller amount of guests, which included the BAU team.

You had wondered if he’ll be there with Beth or if he won’t show.

To be continued....

Part 2

#ycriminal minds #aaron hotchner x reader #criminal minds imagine #aaron hotchner #hotch x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner angst #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #criminal minds x reader #aaron hotch fanfiction #aaron hotchner x fem!reader #ssa aaron hotchner #hotch x y/n #aaron hotchner x y/n #bau x reader

[kywaslost]

hey :) an idea for a oneshot/fic has been on my mind for a while, student reader in 1A gets kicked out from home and is homeless, aizawa realised something is up with one of his students and makes reader admit what’s going on, happy ending? (please i’m begging)

Happy Endings - Aizawa Shouta

A/N: This has been sitting in my inbox for lord knows how long and I’m so sorry. I turned this into hc’s since I haven’t written for BNHA in a long time. Idk, I kinda just lost interest and stopped watching. I need to catch up. Maybe then I’ll get back to writing for this fandom. I hope this is ok.

It wasn’t too hard to notice a change in your behavior

Aizawa is an extremely observant pro-hero

And he cares for his students more than he’d let on

So of course he noticed when you showed up in a slightly dirty uniform as opposed to usually wearing clean ones

Or when your hair isn’t as clean or neat as it used to be

Not to mention the bags under your eyes that were never there before

So the man asks you to stay after class one day so he could check up on you

It doesn’t take much prying for him to learn that your parents had kicked you out and you had no one else to stay with

Needless to say he was infuriated

And you were afraid upon seeing his eyes glow red and his hair raise, but only for a moment

Aizawa has a strange calming aura around him

Immediately assures you that he isn’t upset with you, just with your so-called ‘parents’

Dismisses you for class

But oh buddy that’s not where this ends

He finds you after school, Present Mic not far behind him, both dressed in civilian clothing

And that’s when they offer that you stay with them, just until UA finished building their dorms

Best offer you could have ever accepted, considering you literally didn’t have anything to lose

They even make sure to make your favorite food for dinner, just to put you at ease

And you may or may not have seen your old parents on the news next morning, found unconscious in the middle of the biggest and most popular park in town

#comfort #x reader #platonic #bnha #bnha aizawa #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #aizawa sensei #aizawa #aizawa x reader comfort #dadzawa #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha aizawa #eraserhead #bnha comfort #bnha fluff #aizawa shota x reader #platonic aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta head canons #shouta aizawa x reader

[toasty-melons]

Uhm idk if your request are open so i Hope im not bothering you (also Sorry if my english isnt perfect ) i wanted to ask what about maybe ellie x fem!reader where they're Just Friends and ellie Is stressed out cause She doesnt know if Reader likes her back or not so dina being a good friend ( and Sick of ellie complaining about this situation) sets up a truth or dare night with ellie , dina , Jesse and reader and dina dares ellie to kiss reader and tell her how She feels and yk going on like this( its ok if you dont like this or dont want to do It <3)

You guys could never bother me!!! And I actually really love this request! I adore the friends to lovers trope so this is perfect! Also you’re english is really good so no worries, lovely! <3

TW: cursing, mentions of alcohol

I got kind of carried away but i really loved how it turned out, i hope you like it darling!

If you see any grammar errors ignore them pls :)

Just to kiss you

Ellie Williams x Reader

Ellie Williams has never, ever had trouble with the women she had an interest in. She always knew the perfect words to woo a women until they were buckling in the knees and falling to her feet. But you, oh god. You were her biggest weakness. You were so sweet and kind, and so fucking pretty.

So pretty that she usually had to pinch herself to get her stop staring at you.

So kind with the way you spoke to her, always asking if she’s okay and how her day was.

So sweet that you always put your friends first and were always doing nice things for them.

Like right now for example, you had invited her and Dina out to lunch, which you so kindly offered to pay for too. Dina, a sucker for free food, and Ellie, jumping at the chance to spend time with you.

The sun was warm on her skin, but when you had started laughing at one of Ellie’s stupid jokes, she felt like her whole body had lit on fire. God, you were so pretty. Ellie comes back down to Earth when she feels Dina playfully kick her under the table and give her a knowing look. Causing her face to slowly redden at the fact she had been caught being mesmerized by you.. again.

And what Dina does next would cause Ellie to practically combust with nervousness.

“So y/n..” Dina’s voice was cocky and made the hair on the back of Ellie’s neck stand up. You give Dina your full, undivided attention, smiling at her sweetly to let her know you’re listening. “Me, Ellie, and Jesse are hanging out at my place tonight, you wanna go?” Dina glances at Ellie, and her smug smile on grows at the slightly horrified look plastered on her face.

You’re lack of hesitation has Ellie melting in her seat. The way your eyes light up and your smile brightens as you vigorously nod your head yes.

“Yes! I would love too.” You look over at Ellie with that big smile on your face and Ellie can’t help the smile taking over on her own face. Your phone pings and when you check it, a pout of disappointment settles on your pretty lips. You look up at the two girls and your voice is laced with sadness. “I have to go guys, my boss asked me to come in early. But this was so much fun. I’ll see you guys later.” As you’re grabbing your things Dina is telling you when to be at her place and thanking you for lunch. You, of course, say it’s ‘no problem at all’. Dina gives Ellie a glance and motions her head at you, giving her the signal that it’s her turn to thank you.

Ellie quickly rushes to her feet as you’re coming around the table towards her. You reach out to her with open arms and Ellie gladly welcomes your embrace. You squeeze her tight as you usually do, and the way your perfume takes over Ellie’s senses has her knees buckling. “Thank you, y/n.” You giggle and she feels her heart melt at the pretty sound. You whisper back a ‘anytime, Els.’

Once you’re gone Ellie plops back down into her seat and Dina is looking at her with a smug smile and a snark comment already on the tip of her tongue. “Dude.” Ellie can tell by her tone that she’s gonna be relentless. “When, are you guys going to get together?” Ellie’s gaze finally tears away from the seat you had been sitting and glares daggers over at Dina.

“Well let’s see. Probably never. Because she doesn’t like me.” Ellie leans over and places her forehead on the table in defeat. A sad sigh escaping her lips, causing Dina to gently pat her on the back.

“I guess we’ll just have to see.” Ellie can practically hear the evil grin in Dina’s voice and Ellie can only pray that things go perfect tonight.

Ellie’s leg is bouncing as she sits in the middle of Dina’s couch next to Jesse. He nudges her leg with his knee and she breaks eye contact with the wall to look over at him. “You need to chill.” Ellie scoffs at this and rolls her eyes, now focusing on Dina who walks towards her with three beers balanced in her hands. Ellie gladly snatches the alcohol from her hands and not even a moment later is taking a swig.

You would be here any minute now. Ellie can feel her body start to warm up from the drink and it relaxes her a bit. A soft knock at the door has her whipping her head towards it and climbing over the back of the couch to rush over. Jesse scoff as Ellie’s alcohol is accidentally spilled on him, but chooses not to say anything other than a mumbled, ‘chill out.’

Ellie swings the door open and you’re standing there looking slightly up at her with your pretty eyes and a sweet smile gracing your lips.

“Hi.” It’s the only words Ellie can think of. She internally kicks herself for being awkward again. But the way your smile grows and your eyes slightly crinkle makes her stomach flip.

“Hi.” Your voice is sickly sweet and so soft on Ellie’s ears. Ellie finally takes a step back so that you can come in. As you walk past her to greet Dina and Jesse, your perfume washes over Ellie and she has to bite the inside of her lip to keep from audibly moaning and embarrassing herself.

Two hours and beers later has you and Ellie laughing your asses off at anything and everything. Ellie is relaxed so much that she’s able to talk to you with crumbling and placing little touches on your arm and leg without combusting. Of course Jesse and Dina are all too aware of what’s happening, which is what causes the slightly tipsy Dina to start a game of truth or dare.

After silly truths like ‘describe your first kiss,’ or ‘what’s the worst date you’ve ever been on,’ and stupid dares like ‘prank call your ex,’ or ‘swap clothes with the person next to you,’ it’s finally Dina’s turn again. The look in her eyes has Ellie practically shaking with nerves.

You’re all too unaware of it, not tipsy but bordering on the edge. You’re giggling at the way Jesse has been tugging on your shorts he was dared to wear. The way his clothes hang off your body has Ellie screaming internally, wishing that it was her clothes instead.

“Ellie.. truth or dare?.” Dina’s voice is laced with a smugness and Ellie knows no matter what she picks, it won’t be good. You perk up and point at her accusingly, excitedly announcing to the room that, ‘Ellie hasn’t done a dare yet.’ Dina grins wickedly and leans back into the couch, crossing her arms over her chest. “I dare you to kiss y/n.” The rooms falls silent as Dina’s words settle over. A tension slowly rising between everyone.

When Ellie glances over at you, she surprised to find your face completely flushed red and your wide eyes staring back at her. You glance down at her lips and it has Ellie practically foaming at the mouth. Before anyone can say anything the silence is broken by a phone ringing. Jesses curses under his breath and grabs the phone hopping up. How convenient.

“Shit. It’s my work, I gotta answer this.” He bails out of the room and after a few more moments of tense and awkward silence Dina stands up.

“I’m gonna go get another drink.” She leaves the room just as quickly as Jesse did and now it’s just Ellie and you. You and Ellie. Alone. When Ellie looks back over at you you’re not looking anymore and her heart sinks a bit. Not being able to stand the pressure anymore, Ellie stands up next and she feel your eyes on her again.

“I’m gonna.. get some fresh air.” Her voice is mumbled as she rushes out the side door that leads to Dina’s private patio. It’s small but it’s decorated in lights and plants that has a really warm and homey feeling to it. Ellie takes a seat in one of the chairs and places her head in her hands, elbows resting on her knees. Her heart hurts, she had her chance and she blew it. And for a moment, just a moment, Ellie thought you actually wanted to kiss her and it felt so euphoric.

The sound of the side door opening again has Ellie’s head popping up. She’s surprised to find you sitting down quietly next to her. You don’t look at her, not at first. No, at first you fiddle with your fingers, a nervous habit Ellie noticed you had. You thought you looked so silly right now, hell you felt ridiculous still drowning in Jesse’s clothes.

Neither of you say anything for a while, just allowing the silence to embrace both of you. You shift and Ellie glances at you again, and finds you finally looking at her. You break the silence first, clearing your throat quietly. Before you can say anything Ellie groans and rubs her hands over her face, “Fucking Dina.. always causing trouble.” This makes you giggle.

“She has good intentions.. just awful ways to show them.” At this Ellie gives you a sad chuckle. It makes your heart clench and your brows furrow.

“Kissing me would be awful, huh?” Your eyes widen at the realization and you shake your head frantically.

Ellie watches as your face reddens, a look of fear on your face, so scared that you had offended her. “Oh. No, no, no. It wouldn’t be awful it would be amazing- I mean.. oh gosh.” You cover your face and laugh awkwardly at yourself. Ellie is silent, still hanging onto a thread of hope.

“Ellie.. You’re one of my best friends. I really don’t wanna mess up what we have, but..” You uncover your face and chew on your bottom lip.

“But?” Ellie’s voice is so small, so full of hope that it makes you smile shyly.

“But.. I really really like you Els. And know you don’t like me back and i’m sorry if i’ve ever made you uncomfortable with my flirting, but today with the Dina and the dare to kiss me..” Ellie is stunned at your confession. She honestly feels like she’s dreaming. You like her? And you’ve flirted with her? How could she have not noticed?

“Can I kiss you? Not for the dare.. just to kiss you.” You peer up at her through your eyelashes, face full of nerves. You hesitate but you nod. Ellie leans in slowly, so close to your lips but not quite touching.

“Ellie Williams if this is a joke.. it’s the worst one you’ve ever had.” At your whispered words Ellie chuckles softly. Her lips are on yours not a moment later. The kiss isn’t sweet or soft like Ellie expected it to be. Instead your hands are tangled in her hair tugging her closer. Ellie’s hands find your waist to pull you onto her lap. Her fingers rubbing up your hips and thighs. She feels your breath tremble into the kiss and she pulls away.

“Too much?” You breathily laugh at her question and shake your head, placing sweet kisses along her jaw. Ellie is melting into your touch with the way your hands are sliding around down her neck and chest. You mumble a soft, ‘not enough,’ that has Ellie going feral.

Before Ellie can ravish your lips once again the sound of the side door slamming open has both of you looking over, frozen in place with widen eyes. Dina is standing in the doorway, jaw dropped and stunned.

“Oh.. my.. god..” You’re scrambling out of Ellie’s lap, standing up and shyly looking down. A grin is plastered on Ellie’s face and she can’t tear her gaze away from your shy one. “You guys we’re gonna fuck on my patio.” Ellie watches as you tense up at Dina’s accusation and shake your head waving your hands around you frantically.

You stumble over to Dina and grab her hands in yours. “Dinaaaa.” Your voice is whiney and it causes something deep to stir within Ellie. She can only watch as Dina teases you playfully and you protest with more whines of embarrassment.

“Y/n.” You’re whipping your head back at Ellie when she calls for you. Dina takes the hint and bails once again, shutting the door behind her.

“Yeah?” Ellie reaches out, grabbing your hand and pulling you down onto her lap once again. No other words are spoken as she pulls your lips back onto yours. This time the kiss being much softer than before, a vulnerableness laced into it. “Els.. i love you.”

“Fuck.. you have no idea how much i’m in love with you.”

#ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie tlou2 #ellie williams #elliewilliams #tlou #tlou2 #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x fem!reader #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x female reader #ellie x reader #ellie x you

[alotofpockets]

Vests are better | Yelena Belova

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Request: Where Yelena meets us in a clothing store looking at jackets and she's like "Vests are better" maybe we're like "why do you care so much?" And she's like "it was the first piece of clothing I bought when I regained my freedom" or smth idk... I just thought this was cute

A/n: In honor of Flo's birthday, a fic of my favorite character that she has played :)

Masterlist | Marvel masterlist | Words: 1.2k

You were looking around a clothing store to buy a new blazer, only one of the blazers they had caught your attention. There were a few items left on the shelf but none of them were your size, so you walked up to one of the employees, “Hi, sorry, is there anyway you might have this blazer in size y/size in the back?” The employee smiles your way kindly, “I’ll have a look, one moment please.” You browse some other shelves while you wait for him to return. 

“Thank you for your patience, sadly I no longer have the blazer in that size.” The employee lets you know when he gets back.  “That’s too bad. Thank you for checking.” You’re about to turn around and make your way out of the store when you hear another customer say, “Vests are better anyways.” The comment wasn’t necessarily spoken to you, but they were a response to your interaction with the employee nonetheless. Usually you ignored comments from strangers, having when they would comment on your shopping, or feel the need to make conversation with you, but the words the girl chose intrigued you, so you reply. “How so?” 

You had startled the girl slightly, “Oh sorry, I was just talking to myself, I didn’t mean for you to hear me.” She turns around, and you find yourself face to face with the most beautiful blonde. “Don’t worry about it, I figured you didn’t say it to me. Your comment intrigued me though, vests are an oddly specific piece of clothing.” The girl in front of you was checking you out, just like you had previously done to her. Your cheeks turn a light shade of red with her eyes on you. “I’ll tell you all about it over coffee if you’d let me.” 

The millions of reasons you shouldn’t say yes to going out with a complete stranger faded to the back of your mind, as she sent the most amazing smile your way. You were in awe of her beauty, and still very intrigued what caused her to make a comment about vests, so you agree. “I’m Yelena, by the way.” She says extending her hand, you shake it and introduce yourself as well. Yelena pays for her items, none of which vests, before the both of you walk out of the store and find a nearby cafe. 

Once you’ve ordered and your coffee’s arrive, Yelena starts telling you about vests. “So, not to share the whole dark story on date number one, I’ll just say that most of my childhood I wasn’t able to make my own decisions.” You blush again at the mention of this being a date, but Yelena continues without acknowledging it further. “So, when I was able to get out of that situation, I could finally make my own decision, well basically about everything. One of the things being finding my own style of clothing, that’s how I found this vest.” She shows you a picture of her wearing a green army-like vest. “It was the first piece of clothing I ever bought for myself. That’s why it’s very special to me. From then on I found a bunch of other ones that I liked. It might’ve gotten a bit out of hand, but yeah vests for me are connected to freedom.” You had listened to her full of interest, never having thought that a piece of clothing could have such meaning behind it. Her voice was captivating, you thought you heard a faint accent, and were even more intrigued by the girl sitting across the table from you. “Wow, that’s beautiful, Yelena. It must have been so nice to find yourself through clothing, and of course all other kinds of things. If you don’t mind me asking, I believe I heard a slight accent, where is it from?” The girl smiles, “I don’t mind, it’s Russian. Though I grew up in Ohio, and basically all over the US after that. I only speak in Russian with my sister, and my adoptive parents, so it has mostly faded over the years. But enough about me, I want to get to know you as well.”

That date was a little over six months ago now, and you were so happy that you had said yes to going out with the beautiful stranger. Through many dates, the two of you got to know each other better, and better, until eventually she had asked you to be her girlfriend. 

You were on your way over to her apartment with a present and two cups of take away coffee, from the cafe you had your first date in. After knocking on the door, you are met with your girlfriend looking stunning, as always. “Happy six months, baby.” She pulls you in for a kiss right away, you smile into it as she almost causes you to lose your balance with her enthusiasm. “Happy anniversary, detka.” She beams as she pulls back from the kiss. 

“Brought you a coffee from our special cafe.” She takes one of the cups from your hand, and leads you over to the couch. You had decided that you wanted to celebrate in the comfort of her home and ordering in some food later. On the coffee table you find that Yelena had been to the cafe as well, only she had gotten the same pastries you had gotten on your first date, so it was perfect. 

You were very excited to give Yelena your anniversary present, knowing that she was going to love it. But since she asked so nicely, you let her give you her gift first. She hands you a small present, wrapped in a matte dark blue wrapping paper. You unwrap the gift to find a box, opening it to show a bracelet in which she had your anniversary engraved. “It’s beautiful, baby, thank you so much! Can you help me put it on?” She picks up the piece of jewelry with one hand, as she reaches for your wrist with the other. After clasping the ends of the bracelet together, she places a soft kiss onto your hand. You loved the look of the bracelet on your wrist, and were so happy with the thoughtful gift. 

Now it was your turn to present her with the gift that you had gotten her. You hand her a gift bag as well, your gift hidden beneath the dark green tissue paper. She starts pulling out the tissue paper to reveal a vest. Yelena takes the vest out of the bag and starts admiring it. “I designed it myself.” You say shyly. “It’s so amazing, detka, thank you so much!” She kisses your lips before she continues inspecting the vest. “I added a lot of pockets, because I know you love those.” You start pointing out things on the vest that you had added. “And last but not least.” You open up the chest pocket to lift the fabric, “I asked them to embroider our anniversary in it.” Yelena brings you in for a hug, “This is the best gift ever.” She tries it on immediately, posing for you, showing off her newest piece of clothing. You were so happy with Yelena and couldn’t wait what the future had in store for the two of you.

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#yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova imagine #yelena black widow #yelena mcu #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #avengers x reader #avengers imagine #mcu x reader #mcu imagine #black widow movie

[shaunashoochiebae]

Write something about a locked door or something? I don’t know (I too have no motivation but have two things I gotta write)

Locked Out

Word count: 1290 (my longest fic thing yet yippee!!)

Warnings: none just cutesy stuff kinda idk?? kinda Shauna x reader idfk yall also modern au.. GUYS IDK HOW TO LABEL THIS

a/n: so sorry this took me so long i was procrastinating so hard my bad ahhh also didn’t really know how to like.. finish it so it’s kinda shit but okay!!

You pulled into your driveway, the worries of the school day rushing out of you as quickly as they came. You grabbed your backpack from the passanger seat and got out of the car. Making your way up to your front door, you checked your pockets for your house key. Fuck. They weren’t there. You groaned in annoyance as you got to the door, dropping your backpack onto the ground and looking through it for your keys, but with no luck.

You pulled out your phone and called your mom. After a good five rings, she picked up. “Hello, I’m in work, what’s wrong?” You sighed into the phone, rubbing your forehead in exhaustion, “Uh, I forgot my keys. Is there like a spare under a plant pot or something?” You could practically hear your mom rolling her eyes on the other end, “No, there isn’t. Call your dad, he might be around,” she said just before she hung up. Alright then.

You took your moms advice and called your dad who picked up immediately, “Yes, hello, what’s wrong?” You huffed and explained to your dad what was going on, with a bit more drama. “Okay, so I had a shit day and I just wanted to get home and relax, right? Okay, so I got out of the car, checked my pockets. No keys! Just my luck. Called mom, no spare key apparently, so she told me to call you. Are you around or are you grocery shopping or something?” You could hear your dad sigh, which obviously meant “I’m about 34478 miles away.” You groaned and nodded to yourself, “Alright. I’ll see you later,” and you hung up.

You took a deep breath and decided to call your best friend, Shauna. Surely she could help you in some way? You dialed her phone number and it rang. No answer, no bother. Try again. You rang her again. No answer, fuck. Okay, third times a charm. Surely she wouldn’t leave you outside looking absolutely hideous and drenched in sweat after soccer practice. On the third try, she finally picked up, “Hello?” “Shauna, hey. Can you do me a favour?” You could hear from the noises around her she was still driving home, and lucky for you, she didn’t live too far from your house. “I could, sure. What’s up?” Chances are, she would most definitely do what you asked. You never asked her for much, really. This was nothing in the grand scheme of things.

“I forgot my house key, so I can’t get into my house. Could you take me back to yours? Just until my mom or dad gets home.” You dropped the bomb. Okay, maybe not a bomb but a hard boiled egg. “Uh, yeah, sure. I’ll come pick you up. I’m about fifteen minutes from your house. Just stay put.” A grin spread across your face. Success! Now all you had to do was wait outside for a good fifteen to twenty minutes, taking traffic into account, and no more worries.

You spent the next thirteen minutes scrolling on your phone and moaning to Van in your texts; “feel so stupid”, “forgot my keys”, “shauna my lord and saviour is picking me up!!!!:!:!2&/!:!” and Van would respond, “u are quite the interesting specimen”, “have fun with with the wifey”

After the excruciatingly long time of sixteen minutes, the last three minutes spent by counting the amount of leaves on the tree in your front lawn, your lord and saviour, Shauna, finally arrived outside your house. You waved at her quickly and picked up your backpack, swinging it over your shoulder. You ran over to her car and got into the passenger seat.

“Ugh, thank you, Shauna. I forgot my key, my dad’s out and my mom’s at work, so thanks,” you explained as she nodded along. “Why didn’t you just drive up to my house yourself?” She asked you, an eyebrow raised. You hadn’t thought about that. Fuck. “Uh, I didn’t want to take up too much space in your driveway..” you answered with a shrug. Sure, what you said made sense, but a shit excuse. Shauna just nodded, not really listening to your excuse, more so flattered you decided to call her out of all people.

“I hope your mom doesn’t mind, y’know. That I’m coming over and whatever,” you said, glancing away from the road for a moment. “Oh, no,” Shauna shook her head, “She doesn’t mind at all. She loves you.” That shocked you a little bit, usually when you came over to her house, her mom would give you looks, snarky smiles, the whole lot. But apparently she loved you? Weird. Your eyebrows creased together and, of course, Shauna noticed this.

“What? You don’t believe me?” she chuckled out, punching you softly in the shoulder. “I mean, usually she looks like a starving animal, watching its prey. Me, obviously, being the prey.” Shauna laughed, eyes widening in shock a little, “Really? That’s what she told me. She said, ‘You know your friend? The one who’s always over here, comes into the kitchen when I’m makin’ dinner? Actually a really sweet kid. I was iffy about ‘em at first, but,’ and then she shrugged. She does like you, trust me.” You listened intently to what her mom had told her, clearly interested in what she really thought of you behind all of the bitterness she showed you.

Shauna braked at a red light and handed you her unlocked phone, “Plug in the aux, Ms. Roan, if you please.” You smiled at her, opening her Spotify and playing her top playlist, whose name was “queen but like in a cunty way”, interesting. You picked up the aux wire, plugged it into her phone and pressed play on the playlist. The first song that came on was Red Wind Supernova by Chappell Roan. She looked back over at you as she continued to drive, humming along to the opening lyrics, whilst you sang, “She was a playboy, Brigitte Bardot. She showed me things, I didn’t know.” Shauna loudly sang after you, “Put her canine teeth in the side of my neck!”

You both chuckled at your equally horrible and loud voices, “So mad we didn’t get tickets,” you said with a frown. She groaned, “Ugh, I know. I would literally be screaming the entire way through. Got her CD, though..” She said in a sing-song voice. You shrugged, not satisfied with the outcome, “Not the same, is it?” She frowned, “Guess not.”

You pulled into her driveway and she parked the car, she got out after grabbing her backpack from the back seat and you followed. “Is your mom making dinner or is it too early for that?” You asked her as she unlocked her front door. “Uh, I dunno. It’s kinda early, so probably not yet?” You gave a nod as you walked into her house. “Mom, we’re home!” Shauna called out to her mom who was presumably in her bedroom. She kicked off her shoes and threw her backpack onto the floor near the door.

You walked into her living room and took a seat on the couch with a heavy sigh. Shauna came over and sat beside you, grabbing the remote from the tv off the coffee table. You pulled out your phone to see one new text message from your mom.

You unlocked your phone and read the message to yourself, “I’m almost at Shauna’s, I’m coming to pick you up in 10 minutes.” Sent 7 minutes ago. Damn. You huffed and showed your phone to Shauna who was flicking through channels, “Ugh, seriously? You just got here.” You shrugged, a guilty frown playing on your lips, “Sorry, man.”

#yellowjackets #yj #shauna shipman #shauna x reader #lesbian #wlw #my fic #daisys whimsical words #yellowjackets fic #shauna shipman x reader #help #shauna mom confirmed #van palmer #van palmer mentioned

[jaimeshonorhardon]

ned/jaime fic concept

modern au jaime post figuring out his trauma works at an animal shelter for dogs

Single dad Ned finds a bunch of “puppies” by the road and is like idk what kind these are and takes them to get checked and vetted up before taking them home and he goes to jaimes shelter and like he doesn’t expect him there and Jaime leaves him with a bad taste in his mouth but like his kids will love these puppies and is like hey can u tell me what these are and give them their shots so I can go and jaimes just like u dumb sexy idiot I have bad history with these are WOLVES how did you find theses?????? U were gonna give them to children ?????? Jaime instantly needing to have sex with this fucking idiot. Post cersei he hasn’t been with anyone in years due to insecurities/major blows to his confidence (cersei trauma and no hand trauma) and the lack of practice in genuine flirting besides a little thing he had with his bestie (brienne) but they were both going thru some shit and are just family now but he literally hasn’t been interested in anyone either (demisexual jaime rights) so he literally is just stumbling and blushing and then just blatantly flirting but ned thinks that’s just how he’s always been but maybe a little more nervous than usual so doesn’t really get it

But also later for jaime truly falling for him it’s because ned is just such a good dad (obviously ruggedly hot but that’s besides the point) with a heart of gold like he’s a single dad of fucking 6 plus Theon so 7 and is super busy with his company but makes time for all of those fucking kids and all of their activities and for ned—ned is just like wow Jaime is really good with these dogs they really like him animals know best plus he’s very very good at his job just something about an efficient man that animals like he seems changed and a good person now plus he’s gorgeous and my kids don’t mind him I’ll let myself love him :)

but Jaime at first is just purely horny for ned (that’s just what he tells himself) and then eventually is like oh no…..I am in love with this old caring father while said father at first had no idea what was going on but after they fuck he immediately and silently in his head decides he’s romantically seeing where things go and falls in love gradually and naturally compared to jaimes bomb of a realization one day as he has no practice in this besides having always been “in love” (imagine post trauma Jaime also air quoting) with cersei and ned was fully married and in love before

FUCK and of course Jaime has to go over periodically to check on the wolves growth and behavior cuz like that’s what ALL vets do right …right??!!?? He tells himself yes of course 😅 I’m not being too secretly crazy in love I’m just being helpful! He won’t catch on! Ned goes from oblivous to begrudgingly accepting into making it apart of his life and something to look forward to with Jaime in their initial stages of romance while jaime is just internally screaming that he hopes ned doesn’t catch onto his feelings and how much he needs ned in his life and cares and if he rejects him cuz cersei never gave a single shit about any of his true feelings and he cannot handle losing the best man he’s ever met even as a kind of friend he’s fucking and helping taking care of his wolves and kids (jaime is their second dad at this point he’s the only one who doesn’t know)

He also thinks ned doesn’t know what to do with all these dogs anyway he’s a busy man with 7 kids he needs help these poor wolves probably aren’t getting proper care and the children need rides to school which is on his way to work (jaime is the one not getting proper care and ned can tell the man is low key struggling on his own why not just add another one into the pack more the merrier)

And of course ned has a huge property and one of the pups gets lost late at night and he calls Jaime to help and they get snowed in at some cabin at the end of the property where the little pup took shelter (probs ghost bc he’s harder to find and quiet so it would take until nightfall) and ya know ~things~ happen between the two men

I need those two mfs to be locked in a cabin so bad idk …

#ned stark/jaime lannister #jaime lannister #ned stark #ned stark x jaime lannister #asoiaf #I was texting my friend gabi and it all just came out over text so I’m posting here cuz I need to relive this idea in my head once a week #always adding to this

[pinkandpurple360]

[PDJ anon] that's a fair read tbh! I think a lot of us wanted to think the show was doing more with Stolas than it has but it's just gotten worse n worse. he could have been an excellent villain or antagonist, or an interesting character study of a deeply flawed noble struggling to be better than the last generation & right now he's neither

and you're totally right - Stolas has been like three different characters at this point, maybe even five if you count the instas

1 pilot Stolas - fairly flat joke character but does actually feel like a demon lord. worst he does is call Blitzo and get, uh, overenthusiastic on the phone

2 murder family Stolas - retains the demon lord demeanour and speech patterns, escalates to trapping Blitzo in a deal for sex. stone cold predator out to get laid

3 rest of S1 Stolas - not a great father tbh but wants to be one. complicated home life. has some dimension outside of just wanting sex but still objectifies and demeans Blitzo. deeply flawed but interesting and not entirely let off the hook by the story

4 S2 Stolas - never did anything wrong in his life. If someone thinks he wronged them, no he didn't. Blitzo led him on, apparently; it's not his fault he was duped into coercing a lower class demon into sex they couldn't refuse! sad wet cat

insta Stolas - the closest to a decent person Stolas has ever gotten. flirts with Blitzo but doesn't push it. actually knows the names of the rest of IMP and gives a darn about both them and Blitzo's interests. has movie nights and probably the occasional consensual casual hookup w/Blitzo. actually teaches his daughter magic once in a while

it's hard for anyone to know what they're supposed to think of Stolas at this point tbh. Idk if PDJ minds his lyrics being changed or his song being used to essentially promote stol/tz. he always thanks people for their support so I suspect he was just happy to have eyes on his music. I feel bad for him, though. idk if he still likes what HB has turned into but he deserved more than to have his name buried at the end of the credits. He wrote it! His song Liquid Gold for Lackadaisy had his name right front and centre in both the title and desc. Wouldn't have killed Viv to do the same. at least he's doing bigger n better things these days

(side note, good point that Blitzo could have easily been seducing Stolas to get out of his room alive. his confidence noticeably comes back when he figures he can take control of the situation; before that he's tense and even scared)

Thank you paranoid DJ for putting your talent and skills towards this project, you deserved full credit and unedited lyrics. I’ll check out liquid gold soon! Plus Ringleader was his best Helluva song by far, it was intense and it hit hard. But thankfully fizz doesn’t hate Blitzø that much, or their story would be very cut and dry.

I feel like one way this could be salvaged is if they took his substance abuse issues seriously. Those mood stabilisers that he abuses are supposed to suppress unhappiness, they might even give him a high. So when he’s on those at a normal dose, maybe he’s personality 3, he’s a super gentle kind loving father, he can get through the day, he doesn’t devolve. But when he is in withdrawal or ODs that’s when he starts obsessively “loving” blitz and needing to see him and nobody else, because he can get an adrenaline high from him, guilt free.

The best stolas is 100% the 3rd personality, with the occasionally delve into the 2nd one when nobody is around but the imps.

You just can’t write personalities 1 through 3, then get 4 out of nowhere, and pretend he was actually personality 5 all along. What the hell?

The Instagram guy sounds nice but that’s nothing like the canon and it’s too late to pretend it is. In fact I’m starting to think having an Instagram cast and a canon cast alongside each other was a bad decision. Especially if they are this inconsistent. Because now the only justification we have for his behaviour is inserting stuff from the non canon instagrams. Offscreen from our canon. Not to mention the silly insert of phone pictures and texts. For crying out loud have them discuss Ozzies in person not via text?? Text that nobody can read without pausing??

I cant name a single person in the fandom who was happy with that decision.

I think the most interesting route that could be taken was to have 2 be his dark side that introduces conflict and, his kindness towards Via just makes him a villain with a kind layer. It gives blitz a bigger reason to not just kill him, he’s conflicted that a family man can act like this badly. Even the most racist nastiest people are super gentle and kind to the people they select to be good enough for it. This also opens the door for more Octavia importance, she could be someone between the commoner and wealthy classes. Nothing about her screams royal at all.

Last point like—literally! The whole scene was horrible to watch and the fact they met one time as kids makes it plain disgusting to me. Like why is stolas sexualising this guy who has been a child in his mind this whole time? LooLoo land was the perfect opportunity for them to have met as adults and mention the book. It even works better in the timeline. Blitz leaves the theme park to become an assassin instead. And here’s how - steal that book. Idk it’s just weird. And having Paimon buy Blitzo like he’s nothing, just because stolas feels sad, is unforgivable to me.

“I recall how you like making an entrance 😏” you mean whe—-when he was practically a baby..? When he made a balloon horsey and was 7 at the oldest? That’s sexy to you?

#helluva boss critical

[spicyicetea]

Ok- obligatory apology for being absent. I did say I’d have some new chapters out before February ended but I’ve been rather sick (just found I react badly to my migraine meds and it apparently runs in the family- why did no one tell me :,) ). On a better note, I’ve been using this to finally watch Jojo’s bizarre adventure, I’m currently halfway through the stardust crusaders. So JJBA fans I see you, I understand the hype… I also understand now what you mean by most people in this show are fuckable and it scares me that I now agree so quickly. I will probably try and finish watching it over the next few weeks, but I am thoroughly enjoying it. I won’t name characters but every main character death so far has made me upset.

So here comes the question I wanted to ask- are any of my fans interested in some x reader stuff? Maybe some Yandere JJBA x reader? >:). I don’t mind whether it’s just little one shots or longer multipart stories, it’s my current hyperfixation so I’m so down. I do have an idea for a much longer story that would go through all the parts with the same Y/N (ya know some reincarnation shenanigans) where the Y/N is aware of what happens and is trying to prevent the deaths the best she can, she may or may not have some extra powers to help her out as well but shhhh. Idk would anyone be interested in that. As per usual with me it would be a yandere story (I don’t and never will endorse IRL but in fiction it heals my abandonment issues ok don’t kill me-) and the updates would happen as I watch and go along with the anime. This would basically be a harem type thing. I am going to have a poll under the read more for some of the things about the Y/N character/reincarnations, if it gets enough votes I’d start writing once the poll ends. Anyways thanks for reading my jabbering.

I think all of these ideas for Y/N and her powers would lead to a fun story. Now MINORS THIS ISN’T FOR YOU I’d hope that no minors are on my page anyways but I’ll say it here- this story would/will contain smut/sexual content and Yandere behaviour, none of which is ok for anyone under 16, so MDNI.

Also a further note, for main characters who are already in a relationship, I won’t be vilifying their other halves but just saying they never got together. For characters that need to, where they have kids that are main characters later, they either would have divorced/split up or had them through a one night stand. The characters will probably already be written somewhat out of character due to the Yandere nature of the story so I’ll try and stay as accurate as I can.

(Not spelling or grammar checked- can’t be asked sorry guys)

#x reader #yandere x reader #jjba #jjba x reader #jjba x you #jjba x y/n #yandere jjba #yandere jjba x reader #yandere jjba x you #yandere jjba x y/n #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader

[f0xgl0v3]

Octavian and Michael Kahale

I wrote out this post during school on a different device and now I am going to try and relay it as best as I can without like forgetting or whatever,

Let it be known that I was working on this instead of reading TSOA because I got to the Scyros part and I didn’t want to read Deidama(?) and I had to read the cave scene earlier that day after finishing a text.

But anyway, Octavian and Michael. They had a weird and in my honest opinion bad dynamic the two had (not to note the lackluster or contradictory characterization of them) and along with a conversation (can I call it a conversation? Maybe idk) @zazzander (who is amazing go check them out they’re super cool) a while ago when I first talked about Michael Kahale- and I’d want to say my re-imagining of their relationship (that would be canon to my re-imagining of Camp Jupiter in generally; which includes the map I’ve been working on :D)

But anyway Octavian and Michael- the idea that Zaz brought up was to make the two cousins! And I really like that idea because it makes a lot more things make a lot more sense.

Somewhere (or the community agreed? Idk where we believed it but I agree) we have agreed/the books have mentioned (idk) that Octavian is descended from the whole Julius Caesar, Augustus, etc lineage. And I find that an interesting concept. But this makes the family being legacies of Venus (as Julius Caesar claimed himself a descendant of Aeneas, a son of Venus) and this is when I that Michael is from the Venus descendent, he is a millennia old Legacy. (This explains why he doesn’t usually show any powers from what I know of. Even though the Aphrodite/Venus cabin/kids get the shortest end of the stick and I don’t like what Riordan really did with the Aphrodite cabin, or their power sets and like everything-) but it at least makes more sense why he doesn’t show very strong powers (as long as we forget that Frank exists for a second and we go with how I think legacies work. I’ll probably write on that)

But Octavian is from a branch off of that, where sometime much more recently there was a child of Apollo that can be tracked back (I’d say still fairly recent in the scale of generations-) so Octavian can have his much more potent prophecy thing or whatever.

This also makes sense of Michael just showing up at camp rather than Octavian’s father just like spawning into existence at Hawaii, pointing at Michael and going, “Alright kid, your joining the military” (totally not how it went down but like- you get the idea)

They were little buddies over. silly little cousin duo, Michael’s legacy parent chose to go to Hawaii (or maybe the families been out there, though I’d think they’d stay in New Rome) and occasionally Michael would visit over for the holidays (not the other way around because I stand firm by the ‘Octavian has never left Camp Jupiter or New Rome’. His quest to become Centurion probably puts a dent in that but idk- for now that quest in my head is being Terminus’s assistant. Julia *who is totally Octavian’s little sister, anyone who says otherwise is completely entitled to their opinion but I think it’s cute* is just the next in a long line to take up that ‘quest’ it’s really just and excuse by the family to try and get their kids more letters of recommendation, ANYWAYS-)

This still makes them little confidants AND it gives us a good reason to have a Michael Kahale. In this re-imagining, he can have a personality and a narrative function- I’d see it as a character that is genuinely worried for Octavian and doesn’t really know what to do because it’s the legion or it’s Octavian and we get to let Michael have this strong emotional moment at some point (whether that’s at his death *which I personally don’t know if I’m killing off Octavian in the re-imagining, I probably won’t for my biases- but if I do I’m giving him a more reasonable death than the stupid random death they gave him in BoO* or during a moment of weakness or whatever)

And it gives Octavian another person to bounce off of. It gives him someone to interact with so we see a friendlier version of Octavian. So we can see this hesitation and distrust of strangers (which is valid because I too am closed off and awkward and a little rude at times with people I don’t know in real life- please it’s literally just because I don’t know you.) but with Michael we’d get to see a more comfortable Octavian, see him positively interact with someone.

Okay I’m on my way to the airport and just wanted to get this out before I had to get on my flight but that’s all I could think of right now, so uh- let’s hope I get to Cali safely :]

#idk how to tag this #pjo hoo toa #hehe :3 #camp jupiter #hoo #pjo octavian #hoo octavian #hoo headcanon #michael kahale #okay bye #I have to go to my grandparents house and I’m honestly just tired

[thehours2002]

Any advice for getting into and getting through Masters/PhD programs? Since you're a professor and all.

well, i’m a graduate teaching fellow/adjunct professor which i promise is very different from a “real” professor, but here’s what i’ll say off the top of my head about these apps

get a professor whose terminal degree is a phd on your side! even better if they’re willing to help you go through your application closely and give you feedback on your personal statement, writing sample, etc.

in fact, send your writing for the application to as many trusted advisors as you can for feedback.

in your personal statement/statement of purpose, be as specific as possible about what your research interests are. it’s possible (even likely) that your research interests will evolve as you continue your graduate education but showing that your current interests are specific shows the committee reviewing your application that you have direction and you know what sort of thing you want your thesis or dissertation to be on (like this will of course change but i think it shows a level of maturity in your thinking about your scholarship)f

try to attend conferences and get teaching experience under your belt that you can put on your CV. i was pretty shocked that no one else in my cohort had teaching experience so it’s not *necessary* but it may be something that helps you stand out. having gone to conferences also shows that you’re serious about research and being part of the field

if you can help it DO NOT GO TO GRAD SCHOOL ON YOUR OWN DIME. especially at the phd level. if your program accepted you without giving you a fellowship then you shouldn’t be there. (i think this used to be more of a thing and has maybe dropped off). i would think that you should only be paying your way through grad school if you’re CERTAIN there’s a lucrative job on the other side of it for you. and for those of us pursuing grad degrees because we want to be professors, there usually isn’t.

if you take the GRE and your math score is low don’t worry about it if you’re going into the humanities. mine was awful and apparently they didn’t care. also, i think i took the GRE twice and did no studying in between and my verbal score shot up to 96th percentile the second time, so if you have the money it might be worth taking more than once if you think you can bump up your scores. a lot of programs are eliminating subject specific gre requirements (like a special english lit gre test or something idk i never took it) or not requiring the GRE at all. so check and see what your programs require before you invest too much time in the GRE stuff.

apply WIDELY. by that i don’t mean you should apply to a zillion places, but don’t apply to places that won’t be a good fit and don’t limit yourself by arbitrary factors like geography. i applied to places on the west coast and in the midwest and it is just sheer luck that i ended up in nyc, exactly where i wanted to be

dont be discouraged if you have to apply more than once. a LOT of this is luck of the draw and how you fit in with the current body of students and whether there are professors there who are capable of mentoring you because you share research interests

but take all that with a grain of salt because it’s just off the top of my head… and it’s been 3 years since i last did this so i’ve probably forgotten some things about the process.

[angstyaches]

For a fluff request, maybe something soft where Charlie can indulge in his kink? Idk that just sounds kinda sweet.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for requesting this. There are several aspects to Charlie’s kink, so I hope you’re interested in what I decided to focus on for this!

This will be my last story of 2022, so the fact that it's disgustingly self-indulgent and niche is kind of perfect, really.

CW: kink exploration, lots of consent checking, straddling, body kissing, touch/affection starvation.

Not “typical” NS*W content, but y’know. We’re not quite typical around here, are we? So, minors, I'm especially pleading with you not to interact with this one.

Note: Shayne and Charlie take their physical relationship very slowly, and I didn’t intend for this to be “leading anywhere” other than kissing, but if you want to have different thoughts about it, I guess I can’t stop you lol 

___ 

“Hi.” Charlie didn’t lift his head or look away from his laptop. He seemed to be in the middle of typing a breakthrough sentence. The fact that he called out at all made Shayne wince, though.  

Shayne let out a little groan as he stretched across the bed. He was good at sneaking, but Charlie had gotten better at sensing when he was nearby, even with his back turned and his attention focused on something else.  

“I didn’t come in here to distract you,” Shayne muttered. He lay diagonally across the bed on his back, hooking both his arms behind his head. “I swear.”  

“Aw. Did you get lonely?”  

Shayne winced as he stared at the ceiling. He didn’t have it in him to be defensive, or sarcastic, or tough. “Mmm.”  

Charlie got up from the chair and came over to the edge of the bed. At first, Shayne thought he was going to just stand there and look down at him, maybe run his fingers through Shayne’s hair a bit, but instead, Charlie draped himself across the mattress, too. He matched the jagged angle at which Shayne had flopped down, but instead of his back, Charlie lay on his belly.  

Shayne felt like he should protest; he should apologise for distracting his boyfriend from his studies. Sorry, love. I’ll go back downstairs and leave you to it. But it was like his jaw had locked up, because he couldn’t bring himself to say anything of the sort.  

Charlie’s bright blue eyes still seemed a little unfocused as he examined Shayne’s face, as though he’d been concentrating on his studies for so long that he’d forgotten how to observe anything else.  

“Sorry I’ve been so busy,” he said gently.  

“Nah, it’s… not your fault.”  

Shayne had been about to say it was okay, but he knew that this didn’t feel okay to either of them. Charlie spent all week at college, and every second weekend at his parents’; that left four days out of each month that they could properly spend together, and while Charlie’s coursework was important, it stung a bit when it ate into their time.   

And on top of that, Charlie must have been starting to feel the toll of never settling in one place for longer than a couple of days at a time. The thought of Charlie overworking himself sent a shudder all the way into Shayne’s core.  

“I know it’s not,” Charlie smiled, “but I’d much rather be spending my free time with you.”  

Shayne tilted his head slightly, his eyes wandering back towards the desk where Charlie had set up his laptop and library books. He could at least try to keep Charlie’s mind focused on his task while they were laying there together. He seemed to have a web page full of text occupying one half of the screen, and a Word documents of bullet points open on the other.  

“What are you working on?” he asked, looking at Charlie again.  

“Mid-term essay.”  

Shayne raised an eyebrow at the lazy answer. “On?”  

“Um, it’s for my early childhood studies class. I’m still wading through the reading and deciding what I’m going to write about.”  

Shayne couldn’t help but make a face similar to the one Charlie made when he ate spinach. “The reading any good?”  

“You know what? Yeah,” Charlie half-laughed. “I hated studying in secondary school, but everything they give me to do in my course is interesting. Is this – am I a dork now?”  

Shayne wanted to tell Charlie that he’d always been a dork, from the very first day they’d met, but he didn’t have it in him.  

Shit. He must have been even more down than he’d realised, if teasing Charlie had lost its appeal.  

But on the other hand, he also didn’t want to risk tainting the glistening enthusiasm that reawakened in Charlie’s eyes as he talked about childcare. There was something extremely endearing about seeing him get so passionate about something, even if it was an academic paper that would have put Shayne to sleep within the first few lines. It made Shayne want to break out into a grin as though he was the one fixating on something he thought was interesting.  

He shifted his head, turning it more towards Charlie. “What – what do you like about it?”  

Charlie wrinkled up his nose. “Mmm. I don’t want to bore you.”  

“You mean you don’t think I’ll get it.” 

“No, of course not, I –” Charlie huffed and shook his head. “Alright, well… I don’t know if this just appeals to me because of how strict my teachers were in playschool, but I’m so obsessed with the idea of self-directed learning…”  

Shayne closed his eyes. The sound of Charlie’s excitement wasn’t just like music to his ears, but more like the best song that had ever been composed. It made him wish there was a blanket woven from Charlie’s thoughts and emotions, which Shayne could just bury himself in and never emerge from.  

A repetitive sinking sensation started to tug at his skull, and his chest.  

“… in their cognitive development,” Charlie said. “You know, I’ve never actually asked; did your parents send you to a – hey.”  

Shayne felt Charlie trace the back of his finger against his cheek. He shivered at the gentle contact, but he didn’t open his eyes.  

“What?” he mumbled.  

“See, you’re bored. I’m putting you to sleep.”  

“Mmm. No. No, you’re not. Something about… tectonic development.”  

Charlie scoffed. “Don’t just say big words you know. I said cognitive development.”  

“I know, I know,” Shayne half-opened his eyes, trying to shake off the sleepiness. Charlie had shifted in closer, and was lying with his face just inches away. “You said you’ll probably do your midterm essay on Montessori education because you like the independence it gives children.”  

Charlie raised an eyebrow.  

“See? I can listen.”  

“Why are you so sleepy, then, huh?” Charlie smiled and lazily slid a hand over Shayne’s waist. “What’s going on here? I thought the college student was supposed to be the tired one.”  

“Fuck. I know. Sorry,” Shayne said.  

If he was being completely honest with Charlie, he would have told him exactly how tired he was. He would have told him how hard it was for him to get to sleep when he was in the Mulberry house all by himself, wondering how many demons lurked in the forest, or how far Madelyn would go to get him back. He would have told him about the nightmares, the constant feeling of impending doom, the cold.  

But their limited time together also meant that Shayne was reluctant to be completely honest, especially when complete honesty could make Charlie doubt whether him being in college was a good idea, and reopen that whole conversation.  

And the thought of upending Charlie’s life made Shayne feel like someone was standing on his chest while wearing his own Doc Marten boots.  

When he snapped himself out of his thoughts, he realised that Charlie was still staring at him, cheek perched against his fist, hand still resting on Shayne’s side. The biggest, silliest grin was plastered across his face. Shayne could see the faint veins of turquoise that splayed out from the centres of his navy-blue eyes.   

His bangs had been allowed to grow a little longer, so that they curled down towards his eyebrows.   

Every time he blinked, his eyes seemed to glisten a little more brightly, as though they knew a secret, and for every second that Shayne didn’t share in that secret, the more delicious it became.  

Shayne blinked rapidly, hoping it wasn’t too obvious that his insides felt like they were melting.  

“Don’t you have to study?”  

“I do.” Charlie let out a wistful little sigh. He looked like the princess in the tower from one of the movies he’d made Shayne watch a few weeks ago.

Twisted? Tumbled?

“But you’re so beautiful," Charlie gushed, devouring the length of Shayne's body with just his eyes, "all stretched out like that.” 

A part of Shayne’s brain – most of it, really – wanted to pull his arms back from behind his head, folding them around his torso, and curl up on his side just out of spite. He managed to resist the urge, but something in him felt like it’d started to unravel. 

“Fuck college," Charlie whispered. Somehow, he made a profanity sound like the most romantic word in existence. "I’d rather just lie here like this... forever.”  

Shayne half-heartedly rolled his eyes at that, though he had to admit he was relieved to know that Charlie was just teasing him. Joking. Being an idiot; a cute one, but an idiot nonetheless.  

Ugh. He was looking him right in the eyes again, gazing at him... though he wasn’t smiling anymore. What was left on Charlie’s face was far more intense, and although Shayne couldn’t read his expression, he still seemed to feel what it meant.  

And what it felt like was a sudden swell of nerves, tingling in his stomach.  

When he blinked again, he could feel his eyes starting to water. His lips trembled, and his voice sounded faint as he said, “Stop.”  

Blonde eyebrows twitched as Charlie’s gaze faltered just slightly. “Stop what, lovely?”  

“Looking at me like that.”  

“Like what?” Charlie’s voice was so soft, so innocent, so full of gentle concern. Shayne knew his complaining had set him on edge slightly, but it somehow didn’t seem to break the spell Charlie’s eyes were casting. 

Like... like that, was all he could come up with.  

The inability to put the feeling into words pushed Shayne over the edge, from tentatively comfortable to mildly agonised.   

His insides had been fluttering gently throughout the touching and the gazing, but now it felt like the first pangs of a swirling ache.  

And it felt like it might dissolve him, from the pit of his stomach outwards.  

“Are you okay?" Charlie's tone shifted a little again. "What’s wrong?”  

“Mmm. Just…”  

Charlie untucked his hand from under his own cheek. “Yeah?”  

Shayne winced and lowered his gaze towards the zip of Charlie’s hoodie. Anything was better than continuing to view his gorgeous blue eyes, which only seemed to plunge his insides into even more indescribable agitation. 

“You’re making my stomach feel weird.”  

He felt Charlie’s hand move, fingertips brushing against the end of Shayne’s t-shirt. He barely touched the skin beneath the fabric, but the sensation sent warm shivers through Shayne’s muscles.  

“You’ve got butterflies?”  

“I guess that’s what you would call it,” Shayne mumbled.  

Charlie pushed himself up a little higher, dragging himself closer to Shayne with his elbows plodding along the mattress. Shayne still couldn’t meet his gaze, which was fine, actually, because it turned out that looking at his mouth was very appealing right now.  

Fingers tightening slightly at Shayne's waist, Charlie leaned down until their lips softly brushed together. Shayne shut his eyes and felt his head twitch instinctively closer to Charlie's face, deepening the contact without parting either of their lips. The hand on his side had been kind of cold at first, but now it radiated warmth through the fluttering mess in his belly. 

Charlie came away from the kiss with his eyes half-lidded and a shy smile pulling at his mouth.  

And then he sat up, legs still tucked to one side. He placed one hand on the bed to keep his torso up, and the other still rested gently on Shayne’s waist. His thumb rubbed tiny circles inside the side of his stomach, ruffling the fabric of his t-shirt.  

Yep, Shayne thought, finally meeting his boyfriend's gaze as he straddled his legs, it's going to dissolve me from the inside out.

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Charlie knew he was grinning more than any dignified individual should, but he couldn’t help it. He raised his eyebrows when Shayne kept giving him that same, skeptical glare. 

After a second of hesitation, Shayne's expression softened.

Charlie gently crawled across him, pausing at intervals and looking at Shayne’s face. If he changed his mind, Charlie wanted to know as quickly as possible. He didn’t want to wait to be told, because Shayne didn’t always manage to get the words out.  

He settled with his knees at either side of Shayne’s legs.  

“Show me,” Charlie breathed. His cheeks warmed and his chest was gripped with a throbbing, all-consuming ache as Shayne’s eyelashes fluttered in confusion. “Show me where you’re feeling these butterflies.” 

He watched Shayne’s hand trace lightly across the slight hollow that formed beneath his ribs when he lay on his back. He made a low sound in the back of his throat, drawing a little line back and forth across his tummy before whispering, “Here.” 

Charlie wondered if, perhaps, he was about to black out and die.  

He swallowed, following Shayne’s hand with his fingertips. “Here?” 

“Mmm.” Shayne’s hand slipped away, and seemed about to tuck it beneath his head again, just like the other one, but stopped himself. He rested it on his chest instead. But even leaving himself vulnerable without both hands to protect himself was enough for Charlie to know he trusted him. 

With his heart pounding in his ears, Charlie slid his hands up either side of Shayne’s torso, until his thumbs were adjacent the point where Shayne had guided him to. He looked at Shayne’s face one last time; his eyes were calm and, to anybody else, unreadable, but Charlie knew there was a difference between Shayne’s neutral looks and his blank looks. Blank meant he was dissociating, or about to be.  

Neutral meant that he was okay.  

Still, Charlie met his dark gaze and raised an eyebrow; the response was a soft exhale, almost like a chuckle. Is this still okay? – Yes, it’s fine, idiot. 

Charlie drew his hands downward again, hooking his thumbs under the end of Shayne’s t-shirt. He slid his hands slowly back up Shayne’s waist, taking the fabric with them. Shayne drew a sharp breath as skin met skin, and his own hand vanished from his torso altogether, lifting to rest on the pillow next to his head. 

Breaking the eye contact was difficult at first, given how intimately Charlie found himself able to read Shayne’s tiny motions and expressions.  

But then Charlie looked down, and it suddenly wasn’t so difficult anymore. 

He lifted Shayne’s t-shirt halfway up, stopping while his ribcage was still covered with the soft fabric.  

Fuck. 

No matter how many times he saw it, it always felt like it was the first time he was getting to look at the smooth surface of Shayne’s stomach. 

The first thing Charlie did was draw his forehead across the soft skin, his bangs drifting along the contours of his lower ribs. He raised his head as he felt Shayne's abdominal muscles shiver, and bit his lip at the sound of a faint, strangled laugh.  

"Sorry," he whispered as softly as he could. Watch the hair. Got it. 

When he planted the first kiss, Shayne gasped again, but it was a deeper sound this time. His ribs rose harshly, but then fell with a little more control.

Charlie sighed in elation at the thought of fluttery, tingly feelings simmering just below the surface of his boyfriend's belly, all because of him.  He wasn't sure which he liked more; the idea that his kisses were calming the butterflies down and making the fluttering feeling ease up, or the idea that his kisses were making them go even crazier.

The prospect of either made him feel like his head was going to explode. 

Charlie leaned in harder for the next kiss, which blended seamlessly into the next one, and the next one, until it could hardly be called kissing anymore. 

He squeezed Shayne's waist and felt a hand idly brushing through his hair. 

Charlie was barely managing to resist letting his teeth get involved as his lips pressed and pulled at the smooth skin, drawing barely-audible whimpers out of his boyfriend. His breathing was getting a little shaky, Charlie noticed, by the way his chest and belly only rose and fell slightly, and shuddered as they did.  

Shayne took his hand back from Charlie's hair, and although Charlie didn't look up, he could tell that he was reaching above his head to stretch slightly. The muscles and skin of his stomach tightened under Charlie's lips, holding the tension for a couple of seconds before melting into softness again. 

Fu-uck. Whether these reactions were genuine, or a performance for Charlie's sake, he couldn't believe this was happening. 

He lightly traced his lips downwards, leaving no inch of skin unkissed as he made a line towards Shayne’s belly button. His own breath was growing unsteady as he forgot to come up for air. His thumbs were still positioned at either side of Shayne’s stomach, the rest of his fingers tucked around his waist, and in a moment of flushed passion, he squeezed and pulled him upwards, as though he couldn’t get his face close enough.  

Shayne leaned into the pull, back arched just slightly in response to Charlie’s hands.  

Charlie wanted to bury his face deep in Shayne's stomach and scream until his lungs were empty.  

I love him. 

I love him. 

Shayne lowered his back again, and it felt like he easing his weight back into Charlie’s hands. Charlie wished – with an intensity so strong that he found himself gnashing his back teeth together – that he had hands big enough that could wrap all the way around him. Or that he was tiny enough that he could curl up on Shayne's tummy like it was a bed. 

He sank his forehead down onto Shayne's stomach as though in defeat. He made sure not to drag his hair across Shayne's ribs this time. 

“You’re... you're so beautiful," he murmured.

Shayne sighed sharply, ribs tightening. Charlie ran his hands up to rest on his chest, which was still covered with his t-shirt, just to show that he wasn’t just saying nice things because Shayne was letting him have his way.

One of Shayne's hands reached down to play with Charlie's hair again, fingers drawing slow figure-8s between the back of his skull and the nape of his neck.

Charlie turned his head and nuzzled his cheek against Shayne's belly, reveling in its warmth and its springy softness and its existence. He'd lie here for a few moments, until he inevitably felt the need to smother it in kisses again.

It deserved a little break to recover from his nonsense, as did poor Shayne.

God, Charlie felt giddy and delirious. Like he was drunk. At least three beers in.

"You’re just… so fucking lovely," he blurted.

He felt Shayne's fingers twist a little harder into his hair, and the next time he felt his stomach muscles twitch under his cheek, Charlie was almost certain that it was from a very light sob.

"Charlie," Shayne said, before Charlie had even had a chance to react.

Charlie lifted his head swiftly, his mind clearing in an instant. His muscles were preparing to launch himself off the bed and give Shayne the space he needed. His tongue was prepped to apologise and assure his boyfriend that no matter what he was uncomfortable with, his feelings were completely valid.

But Shayne's eyes, despite the tears glistening in them, were pleading with him in a different way than Charlie had expected.

"Will you kiss my stomach again?"

#StW Shayne #StW Charlie #Swallow the World #kink mention #stomach kink #kink fic #body kissing #stomach kissing #character kink #tummy kink #belly kink #light spice #butterflies in stomach

[tornrose24]

I don't know how much of that CU fantasy AU I’m going to actually draw, so I made a list of who gets to be who/what.

George–regular human child. Loves adventure stories and was the one who first proposed to try to stop the dragon. Uses a sword. 

Harold–half elf thanks to his dad (who left his mom before Heidi was even born) and was befriended by George. Still an artist and into illustrations. Uses a bow and arrows. Was hesitant about going after the dragon, but George convinced him to do it.

The other kids–

Erica–Maybe a paladin or a knight in training. Is actually the crown princess of the lands and is off exploring/checking on the people.

Melvin– human, but might later get briefly turned into a slime monster (Huh, I wonder what that’s referencing). Is from the boys’ hometown.

Bo–initially I was going to have him be an ogre, but I’m now leaning towards him being a giant who can magically change his size (lke Glogor from Star vs the forces of Evil). Is good friends with Gooch.

Gooch–probably a bard. (Not sure if I’ll keep the elven design from the original drawings or not). Has some misfortune wherever he goes with his pan flute.

Dressy–I originally had her as a fairy, but I think some sort of dryad or siren might be more appropriate.

Stanley–Probably human, because I can’t think of anything else he could be at the moment. Family would still grow stuff, and of course they suffer a lot financially given how a chunk of their produce is sacrificed to the dragon.

Jessica and the Sophies–I’m torn between having all three girls be fairies or have each one be something different. Definitely not human though. (And I admit it would be amusing if later on Other Sophie here IS actually queen of the Croco-bats, but never said anything about it to anyone).

Heidi–half elf like her brother. Absolute sweetheart.

Those from Harold and George’s town/nearby–

Barbara and Moses– Mom’s a scholar and dad is probably a blacksmith (instead of a mechanic).

Grace–the town’s artist. (There’s probably no fantasy version of a real estate agent, though I’d love to see a book about that). Has a thing for guys who aren’t human apparently.

Mayor–Same as in canon. Allowed the residents to vote on a human sacrifice to the dragon out of desperation.

Moxxie–a famous, daring knight. Teacher and protector to Erica. The only human the dragon genuinely fears, but she’s unable to fight him herself due to an injury.

Edith–was the town’s baker. To her horror, she was voted as the sacrifice since she has no family (and also… err…. There was another reason, but the adults would just tell the kids that she was an ‘unmarried woman.’) Does end up getting the dragon to stop terrorizing the town, but not in the way people had assumed.

Adults who are now obstacles or random encounters during the quest–

Ree–either a human or an ogre who is a well known fighter (and maybe an alchemist). Whatever he is would also apply to his brother. One of the few nice adult beings the boys run into on their quest.

Meaner–I’m thinking either a troll or ogre (which would also apply to his sister). Grace might show an interest in him (much to Harold’s horror).

Jerry–probably a fawn or stayr. Mainly because they are one of the chillest mythological beings ever and Jerry isn’t, so that combo would be hilarious.

Professor Poopypants–perhaps a gnome wizard. New Swissland is now a land of gnomes. You can guess how this encounter would go.

Ribble–a gorgon (as a reference to Wicked Wedgie Woman) but without being able to turn anyone to stone.

Anthrope–IDK on this one yet. It’d be funny if she was the most monotonous witch ever.

Fyde–a tree monster. Not a serious threat compared to the others.

Krupp–the dragon that terrorized the boys’ hometown by demanding sacrifices of food and money four times a year or else. Though that soon changed when Edith was dropped on his doorstep instead. (As for the dragon-man form, I’m torn between him being the result of a dragon and a man relationship, but he can’t become fully human like his brother can or it was alternatively the result of getting mixed up with a spell).

CU–Well if Krupp is a dragon then CU is a dragon. Takes an instant liking to the boys and helps them out once in awhile, while accidentally giving them hints on what direction they need to take on their quest. Definately on the boys’ side.

#captain underpants #cu fantasy au #too many characters to list LOL #random stuff would happen and the whole quest might as well be a dungeons and dragons game #the boys quest is them trying to stop a dragon #but it'd be funnier if there was like a second quest where they were stuck with said dragon and have to keep him from getting killed #mainly because i'm a sucker for any story where the boys are stuck with krupp in anysituation

[chuluoyi]

noooo 😭😭 who you gonna use the s-chips on then 😭

UNHOLY BLOOD!!! It's my 1st Vampire-related manhwa and it's so good!!! Hayan is such a GIRLBOSS! I LOVE THE MAGICIAN DUDE AND HIS LION 🥹🥹🥹 But yes Euntae and Hayan's relationship was too slow I couldn't take it... But at least they had such a cute relationship at the end 🫶🏻

do you know the manga artist has a new webtoon? I'm not sure what it's called but I heard it's good! I've yet to read it myself... On another note, I love the art so much it's so unique and different from other manhwas!

And hmm few of my faves are "Death is the only end for the villainess", "No longer a heroine!", and "The Couple breaker". The last 2 are by the same artist! The 1st is a regular "I died and was reincarnated as a villainess" kind of story, BUT It has a twist! It's in an otome game instead of a storybook! Quite interesting... The 2nd is based on the life of an actress. It's pretty realistic and is a little dark... Not much romance tho...The last is really drama HAHAH It's crazy like the name says it all. As for childhood friends to lovers, I recommend "The Secret Bedroom of a Dejected Royal Daughter". It's a little bit enemies to lovers too. And it has 18+ Scenes 😁🤭 That's a bonus.

For status?! Honestly I don't get how that works LIKE you don't feel anything for him? And yeah! I agree that we definitely want the real thing. Woahh but 23 isn't that bad! Exactly I don't wanr boys I want men.

And HAHAHA don't worry bae you're not lecturing at all! I kinda like it when people give me advice.

It's not hot but it's too rainy 😭 I love the rain but I'm on school break now and I wanna go out with my friends 🫠

HAHAHAH I FEEL YOU OMG! Like its so gut-wretching and painful but IT FEELS SO GOOD TO READ!

Impulse buying HAHAH Makeup ain't Impulse buying it's a necessity 🫶🏻 WOAH 10 EPS IS A LOT- My best was like 4 eps maybe HAHAHHA

Omg You're so right my Twitter was always untouched until I started receiving notifs of Gojo being alive theories... And Gege continues toying with us till the very end...

AHHAHA To be fair I started Aot cause of Levi like PLS HE'S SO HOT idc if he's like 8cm shorter than me- But it's really ... complicated.... Too complicated for my liking...I understand where your girl friends are coming from ...

HAHAHAHA Karma hitting him hardddd

Also Karma is the guy on the screen (Gojo) coming straight home to youuuuu [If you listen to Taylor Swift you'll understand haha]

Also I flunked my excel exam... Idk why I have this module it sucks cause I'm not tech savvy... I think I aced my accounting test tho so that's good! Thanks for believing in me tho 😭😭😭 so touched rn..

We'd PAY to be Suguru's monkeys 🐒 🙈

Lmk once you read it omg I wanna know what happens I LOVE this AU it's so cute!

And hang in there, Chu!!!! You can do it!! Ik its already Saturday but still!!! Atb for next week babe!!

p.s. so sorry I took so long to reply, I'm overseas now...

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hii disco anon!! sorry for the late reply too i was just back from my weekend break!🥹

for christmas event?🥹 there must be a christmas event… right? i haven’t checked the chinese server yet but there must be! (#trust💁🏻‍♀️)

RIGHT it was so good and i’m glad i found people who also like them bcs my friends don’t seem to be interested😭 i know it’s so slowburn but the story is so great too. I KNOW I LOVE HIM TOO but wait i also forgot his name😭 but euntae is so hot i can’t—

really?! i’m looking into it now!! i really love her story and art so it must be good🤭

oooh i never have much affinity for isekai manga but now that you said it’s good then i’ll def check it out!!👀 i read no longer heroine too!! aaah that was so good i was on the edge of my seat every chapter🤧 and hey couple breaker seems interesting?? i’ll eat that up this weekend and oooh what’s that in the end👀👀 okay thank you sm for the recs!!🫶🏻

i have a rec too!! must be a happy ending! have you read it? the art is soooo majestic and the plot got me like 😩🥲🫣🤭 many times i love it so much from the start to the end!!

honestly i don’t really understand to till this day actually, but yeah she didn’t seem to like him that much because as she said it herself it was all out of “curiosity” which is a big red flag in and of itself💀 mind you not even a year later they broke up 🙄

(aww i’m glad you feel that way <3 when we’re close i tend to run off my mouth so…)

ahh school break!! i used to sleep in most of the time🤭🤭

it’s necessity for us but some boys are just too nosy *sigh* they be like “i love natural look!” and then be 🙃 when they see our bare face 😩 HAHAH yeah back when i had so much free time i spent it all on binge-watching🥲 do you have any show recs?? can be anything, even anime too!!

HAHAHHAA omg there’s this one twt account that always makes points about how gojo will live until this day 😭😭 i have accepted it by this point but evidently twitter nation is still going strong🥹

OMG SAME like i know levi but i didn’t know eren at firstt🤧🤧 he seems so cool and so fine (my bf 🙄 again at me when i mentioned that) even with one eye missing in the recent last part of aot too!!

OH YEAH I LISTEN TO HER THESE DAAAYS omg i must make a confession; her songs are the inspiration for my fics these days🥹🥹 like everything is so relatable and the tune are so easy to remember i love her songs 🫶🏻

ohmy i’m sorry🥺 i used to be sooo bad at excel (esp macros) too but ever since i’m following some yt tutorials i started getting better! and let me give you some shortcuts too:

chat gpt. believe it or not it works on codes! my friend who is a programmer cheats from chat gpt sometimes🥲 not totally recommended but it can be your last resort

excel forum. whenever i get confused regarding codes or formulas, i drop by the forum to ask. there are many kind people there! and most of their codes and formulas work too

whaa accounting!! i used to be so bad at it like i would tear my hair out to find “why are they not balanced?!” 😭😭 i love science subjects better🥹 and aw you’re welcome!!

i haven’t read the bakerlon card yet but i will tonight!! will update you once i do!!🥹

awww thank youuu disco anon!!😭🫶🏻 you’re so sweet thank you for interacting with me!!! and it’s totally okay! waaa i hope you enjoy your vacation!!✨

#🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 #—chu’s mailbox 📬 #💌: 🪩

[reminiscentreader]

hi hi my lovely silly willly table i just wanted to ask u smths just bc you did. if u dont feel like answering them then dont. if any of them feel personal, dont. but here,

fav nickname?

city youd love to go to when older?

your fav aesthetic?

favorite flavor of almost anything? like a go to flavor for anything

go to karaoke song?

fav sport?

fav word?

your personal definition of life?

first thing you do in the morning?

first thing you do after school?

rate school from 1-10

fav subject other than english? cause we both know that u n i r both english nerds

origami works u actually know how to do by the back of ur hand?

fav hour of the day?

opinion on the half empty / half full glass controversy?

best memory?

a word / sentence that someone would say and could cheer u up no matter the time / state ur in?

howd u find tumblr?

the most magical- not the best but magical, book youve ever read in your whole life? im making you choose 1.

favorite quote?

mwah, here are my questions fr u ml <# once again dont answer if u dont feel comfy with some

-love, your silly table, nqds.

heiiii xxxx I’ll do my best to answer these

jas def

ooo I’d love to live in London or New York or boston

Light/dark/romantic academia

hmm salted caramel or chocolate

Blank space (the best karaoke song)

badminton/netball

minimum 😭

This is kind of a hard one, but I think the purpose of life is to achieve something y’know

wake up 😭 jk I check tumblr

walk home then do homework

Hmm idk like a 7 because I hateeee maths but I love English and I like to see my friends, plus if I didn’t go to school I wouldn’t have a social life 😭

history, oml im such a history nerd

the heart, the paper rings 🤭❤️❤️

like 19:00 it just feels right

ugh don’t even get me started on that, it doesn’t make any sense, if the glass was originally empty and someone filled it, it would be half full, but if it was full and poured out it would be half empty (sorry I feel very strongly about this 😭)

I really struggle with these questions I really can’t remember I’m so so sorry, but maybe going to London?

honestly just a hug would be nice

well I guess I had no friends with the same interests as me so I came here x

ahhhh stop 😭 okay so since you said most MAGICAL I’ll have to say once upon a broken heart, not acftl and not tbona

”never be so clever, you forget to be kind”

Thank you so so much for these xxx I love you smm to my lovely xx my silly little Christmas tree

#asks open

[g-kat423]

about the fic rewrite, it depends on how much you want to change, IMO. Is it just rewritting to paraphrase stuff, adding a couple more lines and other minor fixes? Edit the previous chapters and make a new one as an author announcement, so the readers still subscribed can check out the changes. But if you intend to change more meaningful things in the fic like the plot direction or characterizations, I think making a new version is the way to go. Most writers I've seen doing this tend to delete the old one, but its fine to leave it as well. Nowadays in the lady d fandom new fics tend to not get as many kudos and comments as they did last year, unfortunately, but theres definitely still an audience there!

Hey, thanks for your response! I was thinking about making some major changes regarding my first completed fic so an entirely new fic would probably be suitable. I made all of my works private awhile back because I felt really self conscious regarding my writing ability and the fact I couldn’t see myself writing anytime in the near future with how sick I’ve been, but things are kind of improving(for now). When I think of my first fic, I’d describe it as a porn with minimal plot. It was mostly meant to be smut, but I feel it has potential to be something a bit more fleshed out. A lot of the descriptions and dialogue is clunky too. Back then it was like I was trying to get chapters out as quickly as possible even if they were short, barely moving the story forward. There’s also issues with tenses changing idk why I seem to struggle with that. Overall it was something I was proud of at the time because I had never written nor published more than a oneshot before, but being a couple years removed from it now I’m less than impressed.

I also am aware the fandom has been slowly dying out which makes me sad, but fandoms tend to do that if it isn’t a supermassive ongoing thing. Even for myself I lost interest while I’ve been struggling. In a way I feel like it would be good for me to write and get myself out there again even if it meant less attention, just to feel like I’ve accomplished something and then it’s out there if people take interest in that. It’s not like I was ever a big name fic writer to begin with. Im surprised any of my fics got attention.

I’d also like to resume my 2nd fic that’s been on pause for over a year now. I’ll be surprised if that gets the attention that it did if and when I update, but it’ll be nice to see it through to the end at some point. Tbh I’m kind of over the whole x reader thing and the au fic I was doing feels so far removed from the source material that I love and prefer.

I think what I’ll do is rewrite my first fic and retitle it(I hate the title, it doesn’t suit the story like at all lol) and note that it’s a rewrite, and maybe republish the original with a note that there’s a rewrite. I think I’ll maybe even remove the x reader aspect and go with an oc which I know will definitely get less attention, but 🤷🏻‍♀️ It’ll be a good way for me to get back into writing again especially since the bones are already there.

Edit: and should I rewrite the fic in its entirety I’ll publish the entire thing at once to not clog up the Alcina Dimitrescu tag or seem like I’m trying to stay on top with an old fic. It’s more for my own peace of mind anyway.

[justagalwhowrites]

OHMYGOD OKOKOK SO UM OK IM HERE AGAIN SO I JUST SAW THE NEW YEARLING TEASER AND…it slayed my house down. I was gagged to hell (in the best way possible) and OMG BAMBI LISTENS TO WEEZERRRR???

Girl my friends have been telling me to listen to weezer and modern baseball and shit like that THIS IS A SIGGNNN

(Idk why I’m writing this but I usually listen to Taylor or Summer walker or Lana or sza or Riri my absolute queens ❤️)

also idk if I said this in my last ask but I checked out the playlist and it’s def not my style but it’s good and I really enjoy it. Also I’m really really really loving the story even though me and Bambi are like polar opposites. Like I wish my mom put me in pageants and cotillion and shit and also I wanna date Bambi???? She just gives girlboss vibessss and what can I say I stan. also I know this is long and I’m sorry I’m sorry but also I think this fanfic just unlocked my southern side?? I’m listening to Dolly Parton now and I’m wearing pink sundresses with poofy sleeves like something happened to me

Anyways, ilysm im SOOOO FUCKING HYPED for the update now you SLAYYYY IN ALL WAYS POSSIBLE tysm for writing make sure to take care of urself slay I’ll be there when yearling comes out (also I’m trying to get into ur other fics the premises seem interesting you always manage to come up w a great hook)

Ok I’m sorry this is so long I’ll get out of your hair now byeeeeee

OMG HI BESTIE!

Bambi listens to like… EVERYTHING lol she is a musician at heart and will find something to appreciate and learn from in everything. Also in this chapter, some love for The Smiths and Johnny Marr 😍 (I saw Johnny Marr live about a year ago and it was a revelation, he played This Charming Man and I died, fully died.)

Related, Bambi in a no outbreak AU? Would fucking love Taylor Swift. A woman making a name for herself in the industry, writing her own shit, crossing genres like crazy? Bambi would have been at the Eras tour (maybe as Folklore/Evermore?) Related, I picture Sarah as a Swiftie too and she and Sarah would 110% have gone to the Eras tour together and covered Joel in friendship bracelets and he’d wear a themed shirt and just smile along with it all.

I’m so glad you like Bambi! She’s very different from me too lol being in her head to write her and watching her do her thing is so interesting for me because she’s so different. But she is DEFINITELY a girl boss lol I think she would have had her own ranch in a no-outbreak world and she’d be so damn good at it, always standing up to men in the industry at every opportunity.

Never apologize for a long ask lol I LOVE THEM and I love that this fic is making you explore a new side of yourself!

If you read my other fics, I hope you love them! Please let me know either way lol I think you’d like Doc from lavender. She’s a girl boss but in different ways! And Doll from Beskar Doll is just fully a badass. Din is hesitant to compare kill counts, he knows there’s a good chance he’d lose lol

Thank you so much for being here and for reading and for sharing your thoughts! It means a lot to know that you’re enjoying my work, so thank you 😍 love you bestie!

#fanfic #joel miller x female reader #kit answers #send asks #yearling