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invisibleraven · 2 months

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Imagine your OTP being next door neighbours that don’t know each other. But after a particular long night out Person A can’t unzip their dress (or can’t get the knot out of their horribly tied tie; get creative!) and they’re home alone. After struggling for a long time, they have to accept that they need help. And that’s what brings them to Person B’s door in the middle of the night.

Sweet tarts (this prompt would also be such an interesting canon-adjacent rulie lol)

Everyone expected a lot out of Carrie Wilson. She had to be perfect in every aspect of her life; body, face, voice, hair, dance moves, the list went on. They also expected her to live some lavish pop star lifestyle complete with limos, lush houses, and a multitude of servants.

She bet none of them would ever believe she drove herself in her beat up old sedan (painted her signature pink, of course) and lived in a normal apartment on the dodgier end of LA.

Carrie had grown up in the lap of luxury, so she knew better than most that money didn't buy you happiness. It didn't make your mother want to be in your life or your dad prioritize his work over you. It didn't erase loneliness or buy you genuine friends and relationships.

So Carrie decided to live a simple life, one where she relied on herself, and what she earned from Dirty Candi gigs to live on-not her dad's millions or name. Sure, it would have been nice to have someone to share it with, but for now she was fine alone.

Well that's what she thought until one night when she needed a hand. She had tossed off her heels as soon as she was in the lobby of her building, walking barefoot to the elevator with a sigh. Her wig was already in her bag, and her real hair released from the severe bun she'd had it in under the wig cap.

"Ah, sweet relief," she said as she shook out her honeyed tresses.

She didn't bother turning on the lights to her apartment-the moonlight let her see well enough to drop the shoes, her keys into the bowl, purse on the couch. A sprinkle of food into the fishbowl where Wanda was swimming around playfully while Cosmo was lounging on the bottom, blowing bubbles.

The only thing left to do was get out of this dress. It was a work of art, all ruffles, sequins, and daring slits. Flynn had really outdone herself, and Carrie loved it, but she also wanted it off now.

Unfortunately, it was also done up with the world's smallest and hardest to reach zipper. No matter how Carrie turned and strained, she couldn't clasp the tab.

Fuck, what did she do now?

She knew if she called Flynn, Julie, or any of the Candis they would come help. But they also lived a ways a way, and she didn't really want to wait (or admit to them she needed help). So who did she ask?

Suddenly she heard a door down the hall open and close and Carrie wondered if the cute guy down the hall was up. She had seen him in passing a few times, getting groceries, rushing off to work. He had given her a crooked grin or a wink with his spring green eyes every time, but they hadn't said more than a few hellos to one another. She didn't even know his name.

But any port in a storm right?

She grabbed her keys (the ones with the tiny can of mace that Kayla insisted she needed) and went out to the hall, stopping at the door, straining to see if she heard any movement.

There was the sound of music-a band she didn't recognize but liked the sound of-so she knocked. Loudly.

"Hold on!" a voice called and then the door opened-with a wet nose poking out, then her neighbour above it. "Hi, sorry, Dolly likes to meet new people."

Carrie snickered, crouching down to rub the pooch's face. "Well hello Dolly. Nice to meet you."

The dog let out a happy little bork and sat, panting at her. Her owner looked impressed and grinned at her. "Well you've got a fan for life."

Carrie shrugged. "All she wanted was a little attention."

"I meant me," he said with a blush, then coughed. "Anyways, what can I do for you? Mail mix up? Locked out?"

"This is going to sound really bad, but can you undo my dress for me?" Carrie asked. "I can not reach the zipper, and it's too nice to cut me out of."

The guy's jaw might as well have been on the floor as he processed her request. "M-me? Why?"

"I have no one else," Carrie admitted. "I literally just need the zipper lowered, nothing else. I'll owe you a coffee or I can walk Dolly here if you ever need me to."

The guy grinned at that. "Well I don't trust just anyone with my dog. How about we do names first and then I can be your dashing hero?"

Carrie giggled at that despite herself. He was cute, she was tired, and honestly she liked that he tried to be a gentleman. "Sorry, long night. I'm Carrie."

"Reggie," he replied. "And you've already met Dolly here."

"Pleasure," she said, then turned to show him the back of her dress. "Can I please have some assistance?"

"Sure thing." Reggie stepped out a little further, Dolly keeping the door open for him, which earned her a head ruffle and a 'good girl' as he let his eyes travel; over the expanse of Carrie's back. Finally he spied the zipper, and gently grasped the tab, giving it a firm yank.

Carrie felt like she could breathe again as the zipper rasped open, feeling the cool rush of air on her back. Reggie stopped it as he reached the middle of her back.

"You got it from here?" he asked. "Cause while I wouldn't mind doing the rest, I figure you might want some privacy for that part."

Carrie turned her face and gave him a eye roll but a genuine smile. "I'm god, but thanks so much for the aid. You're my hero."

He gave a mocking bow, and Carrie delighted in the faint blush that painted his cheeks as she clutched the front of her dress to herself. "How about tomorrow we meet up for that coffee? Say around ten? Pastry will be my treat."

"I'd like that," Carrie admitted. "Thanks again for the help."

"Always here for a damsel in distress... or a stuck dress," Reggie joked, earning a snort from Carrie that made him beam. "See you tomorrow?"

"Can't wait," Carrie replied. "Night Dolly. Until tomorrow my dashing knight."

Reggie grinned and went back inside his place while Carrie shut the door to hers, taking one last glimpse of him before shutting the world out. Giddy about the prospect of tomorrow.

And she bet no one on Earth would ever expect Reggie to be the kind of guy she would like, but she lived to defy expectations-and she couldn't wait to see how Reggie would defy all of hers.

#filled prompts #ficlet #jatp sweet tarts #julie and the phantoms

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giggly-squiggily · 11 months

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I binge read all of hell's paradise yesterday and it is now a new favorite. You think you could write something for Yuzugiri? Only if and when you feel like it of course. Headcanons are okay too.

*sobs* MY OTP!!! I adore these girlies so, so much! Thank you for giving me the chance to write for them, anon! I've gotcha covered!

Sagiri was a picture of calm as she meditated.

Her breathing slow and easily paced, her face smoothed free of emotion. She was still as a statue, so much so Yuzuriha was sure not even a typhoon could shake her. Dressed comfortably in a flowery yukata with her hair in a loose but neat bun, she was the perfect balance of relaxed yet composed.

Yuzuriha could stare at her for hours like this, alas, she rather liked seeing her girlfriend smiling more.

Creeping up slowly, she put her years of training to use as she silenced her footsteps, falling to her hands and knees when she was close enough. Forcing her lips into a flat smile, she leaned in so she was inches away from her girlfriend, eyes on the exposed skin of her neck.

Once there, she let out one long puff.

“EEK!” Sagiri let out a loud squeak, shoulders shooting up to guard her neck. Twisting around, her eyes widened upon seeing the playful kunoichi behind her. “Yuzu-AH!”

Another squeak when she was suddenly pulled backwards, Yuzuriha’s arms around her waist and face against her neck, kissing and nuzzling with all her might. “Yhuuhuhuhuhzurihiihihiha!”

“Yeees~” The other cooed against her neck, fingers pressing into the fabric of Sagiri’s yukata, wiggling into her sides. With her Asaemon outfit, it was difficult to reach there with how thick the belt was. This casual outfit proved much easier to push through. “What is it, Sagirin?”

“Sthahahahhaap! Aheahhahahaha! Ihihihihim trihhihihihying to meheheehheheditahahahaha-EhEHEHHEEHEH!” Sagiri let out a squeal when Yuzuriha blew a raspberry against her pulse point, pressing her fingers into the spaces between her ribs at the same time. “DOOHOOHOHN’T!”

“Don’t what? I can’t understand what you're saying, honey. You’re gonna have to speak clearer.” Yuzuriha leaned up to kiss her cheek before going back to her neck, giggling against her skin. “Do you want me to keep kissing you here?” She pressed one against the side of her neck. “Or here?” She went up against her jawline. “Or how about here?” He nuzzled the back of her ear, all actions producing a series of squeals and giggles from the usually stoic swordswoman. “All of them? Oh, Sagirin, you are so cuddly today!”

“Ahehehehahhahha! Y-Yuhuhuhuhuzuuhuhuhu!” Sagiri tried to break free, pulling at her girlfriend’s hands in vain. Whether the tickling zapped her strength or she really didn’t mind, she had no idea. She tried doubling over to block the attack on her belly, but that only sealed her fate for the upcoming attack.

“Oh ho- I know where you’d want kisses!” Yuzuriha cooed, something dangerous in her voice as she leaned back. “Right….about…here!” She then began nuzzling her shoulder blades, dead center.

Sagiri was an Asaemon- a swordswoman skilled in execution. She faced many sights in her training- horrid criminals to less than pleasing executions. She was trained to never scream, to never show fear in the face of such horrors.

All that training went out the window as an honest to god screech escaped her lips, muffled only as she crashed into her mat. “YUHUUHUHUZRIIHIHIHIHAHHAHAHAHA!”

“Ooo, what a pretty scream! Let’s hear it again!” Yuzuhira cackled, delighted by the reaction. Replacing her face with her hands, she laid against her girlfriend’s back, tracing and scribbling into her shoulder blades easily shifting to match the squirms and writhes Sagiri made beneath her. Sweet bubbly laughter escaped her lips, her face half hidden by her hair as it fell loose from its bun. Yuzuriha reached out and pulled it away, swooning at the breathtaking smile on her girlfriend’s face.

“So pretty. I could look at you for hours.” She sighed. It was like she was admiring a well constructed oil painting instead of tickling her girlfriend to pieces. “How did I get so lucky to have someone so amazing in my life.”

“AHEHEHHEHEHEEHEHE!” Sagiri couldn’t even respond, too caught up in her laughter to do so. With some effort, she managed to twist around, grabbing Yuzuriha and pulling her beside her. With even more effort, she was on top, pinning her shoulders as she caught her breath. “Thehehere! There!” She huffed, satisfied.

Yuzuriha blinked up at her, momentarily dazed. Then she smiled, stretching out like a cat and playing with a loose strand of silky brown hair. “There indeed. I rather like this view- you on top of me, flushed and pretty.”

Sagiri blinked, then she went bright red and staggered off, falling to her side against the mats. “Oh, you are terrible!” She huffed, earning a cackle from the other. Yuzuriha opened an arm invitingly, waggling her brows. “No tricks?”

“Not this time, honey.” Yuzuriha smiled, gesturing her over. Sagiri rolled her eyes before scooting over, resting her head against her chest as Yuzuriha stroked her hair. “That was rather unnecessary, don’t you think?”

“What, me tickling you? Nah, that’s very necessary.” Yuzuriha leaned down to kiss her crown, smoothing her hand down her back in an easy gesture. “You work too hard, even when you’re supposed to be relaxing.”

“I was relaxing.”

“Babe, you're a swordswoman. Practicing your breathing is not relaxing.” Yuzuriha snuggled her closer, closing her eyes. “This. This is relaxing. Nice, huh?”

When she didn’t get an answer, she peeked, finding Sagiri sleeping against her.

“Told ya.” She smiled, kissing her forehead again.

Thanks for reading!

#hell's paradise #yuzuriha #yamada asaemon sagiri #yuzugiri #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #I just-#they are precious to me your honor #my OTP

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bunsofhoney · 2 years

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Hey honey buns!

I'm just sitting in my corner shipping Wade, Peter, their past loves, other Spider-people, and Symbrock, in various configurations (burn your otps). Original fanfiction and reblogs of art and errata. NSFW content.

#My Work, #My Memes, and buns.txt have original content, or search by story title in the tags below for inspo and excerpts. Story descriptions below the cut.

Questions welcome! Look for #ask game for ideas.

Follows from my secret identity @harrowitzer

AO3: BunsOfHoney | Buy me a kofi

For the record, my favorite/recommend works are:

Snake Oil

Better than Beyond Beef (and Tear You Apart)

The Bell Jar (and Bed Bugs)

Watching You Watch Me

Toxic

Xanadu AU

Ongoing relationship AU, mostly cannon but a little head cannon. Peter's in college.

Pumpkin Spice

Peter hates Halloween, and Wade tries to get him in the mood with gifts of a decorative gourd and expired Halloween candy. Violence ensues. Rated T.

Touching Exchanges

Spider-Man and Deadpool have been fighting together a lot. Peter is growing increasingly... excited...by the various ways Wade touches him while they're working together. Rated E.

Sense and Insensibility

Baby's fist fanfic! Spider-Man and Deadpool have been palling around for months now, fighting together and building a rapport - but could it be something more? A major conspiracy falls in Peter's lap, and he and the Avengers need Wade's help to solve the case. To make matters worse, the mission takes Deadpool away right when things are getting steamy. Will the dynamic duo save the day, and will love win? Only Wade knows, because he read ahead. Thanks @babyblankyerror for some cute art :) Rated E.

Also there's an alternate Chapter 15 with a panic scene (rated T)

Love Heals All Wounds

One thing no one ever tells you about being in the Avengers: it's fucking hard work. Inspired by the art of @kodomon. Rated E.

Crime Rates and Ice Cream

It's too hot for the rooftops. It's too hot for leather and spandex. Peter and Wade look for something to cool them down. Something sticky and sweet, maybe. Inspired by @thefuzzyaya. Rated E.

Along Came a Spider

Wade is quite insistent about the inappropriate use of a nursery rhyme in the dressing room of a pop-up costume shop. Rated E.

Spatch' It To Ya

Wade's miffed when Peter doesn't call or text that he's running late. Oh and they're married now...A cute little spanking fic. Rated E.

Other AU

Toxic

Peter wakes up with a familiar if unsettling alien friend. He introduces them to Wade (it doesn't go well), fights some crime, learns about phenethylamine, and tries to start unraveling the mystery of Venom's illness. Oh, and don't forget the tentacles. Rated E. (In progress)

BAMFs

5 times Assassin!Peter tries to kill Wade and 1 time he doesn't. That's it, that's the fic. Rated E (In progress)

The Bell Jar

Wade and Spidey are friends, but Wade doesn't know the high-value mark he's just kidnapped is also Spidey's secret identity. Written with prompts from #febuwhump2023. Rated T.

Bed Bugs: the sequel to The Bell Jar with lots of food and cuddles and angst and healing. Rated M.

Snake Oil

1920s/religious AU. Peter Parker is the next in line to run the small Methodist church in Middle Grove, NY, a heritage he has begrudgingly accepted. But his flock is wooed when a snake oil salesman boasting supernatural healing powers comes to town. Peter is equal parts aggravated and entranced by the smooth-talking Wade Wilson, and the literal devil on his shoulder. Rated E.

Better than Beyond Beef Series

When a sudden explosion leaves them both badly injured, Wade discovers that Spider-Man's mutation can make him a little...feral. Wade makes an offer to help Spidey heal faster and satiate his craving. What's a little cannibalism between friends?

Part 1: Better Than Beyond Beef, Featuring Feral!Spidey, based on this post from @babyblankyerror. Rated T.

Part 2: Tear You Appart, an NSFW epilogue, basically PWP with hunting and chase scenes. Rated E.

Watching You Watch Me

Peter gets a little caught-up in watching Wade, who is caught-up in jerking it to Spider-Man pictures in the Daily Bugle. Or, five times Peter enjoyed watching Wade and one time he got caught. Rated E.

Parker Photography

"Photographer Peter Parker and his muse Wade Wilson who doesn't think is pretty due to scars but Peter thinks he's literal art." - @babyblankerror. Rated M.

Bullets and Unicorns

A 200 + 69(nice) word drabble about Peter's new gig as a cam boy. Rated M.

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phoenixrising0308 · 2 years

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Who’s the Boss

This is my reluctant entry to @smut-tember week 1! The rules are to use two from list A and one from list B... well I'm an overachiever... I used all of the words from list A as and location I picked workplace. If you know my OTP been there done that! The idea behind smut-tember can be found here but it's basically writing smut and making it cringe-worthy. So I also used some interesting words of my own.

Books: The Royal Romance 1-3 to Royal Heir.

Rating: M (18+) Sexual situation and adult themes.

Trigger Warnings: 🍋 so NSFW cursing

Pairing: Liam x MC

Disclaimer

Story Song inspiration: Brand new life (Who's the Boss Opening Title) - Steve Wariner

A/N 1: Jessica and Liam have a disagreement at the workplace (haha what's new)

L/N: Someone read this I choose not to name them in this shit show story I love you.

Word Count: 998 *As always, forgive my typos and grammatical errors.*

Reading time: 3 minutes

Liam flung open the door to his office, and he allowed Jessica to enter before he did; she turned to Liam and said, “Fuck you. I’m not a God damn subject, and I don’t need to follow your rules.”

Liam slammed the door behind them. “The fuck you do, Jessica Garcia. I’m the boss!”

Jessica gave Liam a deep curtsy and said, “Your Majesty. Now go sleep at Leo’s.”

“You know I hate when you fucken do that! And I sleep where I want!”

Jessica said through gritted teeth, “You have a problem with me questioning your policy. Your policy is bullshit, and it’s not possible anyway. You adjourned your meeting to yell at me. Your ego is as big as your dick!”

“Jessica, you need to be more diplomatic about things, and sometimes I need to remind you that I run the show.”

“Screw you, Penedjo, with your I run the show bullshit. Kiss my sweet tan ass.”

“This is a working relationship. You can’t and will not EVER suck your teeth or roll your eyes at me during a ROYAL COUNCIL meeting again. Do that in our home and not the workplace.”

“Really, you want to keep things business here! Okay, so the next time my legs are wrapped around your neck on that desk over there, and you’re all up in my honey pot and begging to shove your trouser snake in it, I will remember that!”

Liam pursed his lips at the comment.

“Get out of my way.” Jessica snapped.

“Fine!” Liam quipped.

Jessica walked over to Liam’s floor-to-ceiling bookshelf looking for a particular law book she knew would prove Liam wrong. But life wasn’t easy for the 4” 11 brunette living in the 6” 5 blonde monarch’s world. She scanned the shelf and bent down slightly to see if the book was on a lower shelf; she would rather die than ask for Liam’s help.

Liam felt his man meat tighten at the sight of her round ass. It looked like two perfect firm melons ripe for the taking. Liam looked up her skirt and saw her lace cooter holder, and the urge to bury his crown jewels deep inside her secret cave became overwhelming. He knew what book she was looking for was on the top shelf but enjoyed watching her struggle hoping she would say the words “Liam, I need you” so he could shove his Phallus into her moist love canal.

She huffed when ten minutes went by, and she still couldn’t find the book. She stood up and saw the book neatly tucked on the top shelf. How it got all the way up, there was beyond her, but she began to jump to try and get it with little huffs.

Liam gave her a smoldering look. He didn’t care who was right or who was wrong and said, “I can get that for you.”

Jessica looked at him and softly said, “Please.”

Liam nodded and went over, quickly grabbing the book for her. Liam and Jessica stood looking at each other in silence. He pulled her close to his chest and gave her a lingering kiss. Jessica reluctantly pulled away and whispered, “I have to find the page.” Liam took the book from her hands and threw it on the floor. “You’re right. I’m a pendejo.” Jessica pressed a little kiss to his lips as a truce. Liam went back in for another kiss; his hands went to her hair, unloosing her messy bun, and Jessica rubbed on his johnson.

He reached down and grabbed her thigh and said, “Give me that coochie,” She wrapped her legs around his waist, running deft and nimble fingers through his soft hair. Liam backed up against the bookcase, pulling up her skirt, giving him just enough access to her labia, and he rubbed his thumb over her slick envelope. Jessica moaned softly against his ear, and he smirked.

Liam put Jessica down and unbuckled his pants, and pulled out his Wang Chung. Then pushed her against the bookcase and again lifted her leg, this time positioning the tip at the base of her hood. He began to push into her, thrusting into her meat pocket slowly. He gave her time to adjust as he bottomed out, and Jessica arched her back, the back of her head touching the large array of books behind her, almost keeping them in place as Liam began to thrust quicker.

It was all perfect until books began to fall around Jessica. She squeaked, both of them laughing. His thrusts stopped, but he didn’t pull out. Liam began to thrust quickly. Their moans filling up the room.

“Fuck Jess!” Liam shouted. Jessica put her kegel exercises to good use as she tightened around his man meat, and he hunched over at the sensation. Liam buried his head into her tatas and sucked on juicy Hersey kisses shaped nipples. She gave Liam a cheeky smile and said, “Who the boss?”

“You’re the boss,” Liam mumbled into her ear, his voice low. She tightened around him again, and he said louder and more pronounced. “Jessica, you’re the boss. You run the show. God, I love your fucken Vajayjay. Its a Penis fly trap sucking me in.”

Pleasure pooled in his balls. Jessica fell off of the edge first, her love juice coating his thick dicky. They both cried out as Liam spilled his baby gravy inside of her, some running down her thigh.

They slid down the bookcase and sat next to each other, trying to pull themselves together, and they looked at the chaos their coitus produced and laughed. Liam kissed her nose sweetly, then rested his head on her firm, ample globes and said, “There is something about you that drives me crazy in the most amazing way when you challenge my authority. I love you all the more for it.”

“I love that you let me,” Jessica said as she kissed the crown of Liam’s head.

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lorirwritesfanfic · 3 years

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Long Distance Love - Part 3: Synchrony

Author's note: Second to last fic of the OTP asks! [Original characters are creations of this author. The others are owned by Mishka Jenkins] Book: The Wayhaven Chronicles Characters: Nate Sewell, Farah Hauville, F!Detective (Stella) Pairing: Nate Sewell x F!Detective (Stella) Rating: T Word count: 1078 Reading time: ~4min Summary: Nate is having a hard time to focus on work. But soon, he’ll find out he’s not the only one. Based on the prompt: OTP question meme #28: What do they do when they’re away from each other?

The door to the library flies open as Nate strolls in and begins to look through the shelves. As usual, Nate is in charge of the research and data analysis about their next case. But when Agent Lovejoy mentioned Farah would spend the next days with Stella, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy.

As his fingers run through the book spines, his mind wanders. It’s a good thing Farah is working and watching Stella. Aside from being good friends, the detective actually manages to keep Farah occupied. But, if given the chance, he certainly would like to trade places with the young vampire.

After a few more minutes of search, Nate picks up three books and walks towards the sofa by the window. As hours pass by, he begins to wonder about how things are going at Wayhaven Police station. He can almost see her. Her attentive brown eyes analysing evidence. Her hands styling her hair into a bun to get herself ready for important tasks. Her delicate features going soft when she talks to witnesses, then twisting in a scowl when someone tests her patience.

But she changes when he's around. Her pupils dilate, eyes soften at the sight of him. Her whole body shifts into his direction. When they're alone, her assertive and solemn detective demeanour disappears and a part of her only a few lucky ones know comes to surface. Her dulcet voice goes husky as she calls his name, lips curl up in coy smiles as her cheeks and nose flush crimson.

His favourite part, however, is listening to her heartbeat. How it grows faster as he reaches for her hand or tucks loose strands of hair behind her ear. How it makes her honeyed smell more evident. How it slows down and beats in a steady pace as his lips touch finally hers.

His mouth goes dry at the thought of her. He suddenly realises there’s a reason why he wasn't assigned to stay with her. His feelings for her are no secret to anybody. And no matter how much he tries to focus, Stella is quite distracting to him, even when she has no intention to do so.

The sound of the door closing pulls Nate out of reverie and almost drops a book, but recomposes and catches it. Yes, he has become a little distracted lately. He can only hope it doesn't look so obvious to everyone else.

“Somebody is daydreaming, huh?” Farah gives him a cheshire cat smile. "What were you thinking about, Natey?"

"I—" He's suddenly aware of how his own heartbeat quickens. He probably looks flustered and it's too late to disguise any of these signs from Farah. His best shot is to change the subject. "Aren't you supposed to be at the police station watching Detective Lovejoy?"

"Nice save..." Farah winks as she walks through the shelves and picks up a brown parcel. "She’s handling paperwork today and her shift is almost over. I came back early to look for some documents she asked for."

He nods. As he watches Farah make her way to the door and leave, Nate opens his mouth to say something and then closes it. Should he ask her about Stella? Would it be too forward of him? They only have been on a few dates, he has so many doubts about dating etiquette nowadays... He then remembers he can call her. Or text. That is to say, if he can find the apps to do so.

"You know, work was pretty light today so we spent some time making paper airplanes and betting which plane would go farther."

"Again?"

"It’s fun. I mastered the technique to make it fly so far all my planes ended up here. Stella didn’t think it was possible, but I did it."

For some reason, Nate finds Farah's new fascination with paper airplanes quite amusing and often indulges her to keep talking. "Really?"

"Look outside."

Nate turned around and looked out the window. The sprinklers wetten six paper airplanes spread across the lawn. "Impressive," he comments as he sits back on the sofa.

"I sent Stella a picture. Her planes barely make it out of her office. But I told her I can help." Farah then grabs a small paper, folds into an airplane and sends it towards Nate.

"Farah..." He presses his lips together as the airplane pokes his arms and falls on the sofa when he sees the words 'unfold me'. His eyes widen as he recognises the handwriting. reaching for the plane, Nate unfolds it and smiles while reading the message:

Hey, wanna have dinner tonight? I'm making cheese ravioli.

- S

His heart beats faster once again. Yet, this time, Nate doesn't bother to disguise it. He simply looks up at Farah and asks. "What do you do to make your plane fly so far away?"

"I'm glad you asked." Farah beams and takes a seat next to him.

Stella takes her last mug of coffee of the day on the table and stands up, stretching her arms and back. A whole afternoon filing paperwork is anything but fun. No wonder Farah left as soon as she had the chance.

Taking a sip, she glances at the station through the glass windows, then she stares at the door. Farah told her Nate is researching their next case, which means he'll be surrounded by books for days. Perhaps, it wasn't a good idea to ask him out. It probably was too forward of her. He must be busy and is going to politely refuse it.

The detective sighs and turns around to pick up her coat when something pokes her in the head and falls on the ground. As she looks down and recognizes her own handwriting, she unfolds the paper.

Hey, wanna have dinner tonight? I'm making cheese ravioli.

- S

Hi! Yes, I’d love to.

- N"

She turns back to grab her phone and call him when her eyes gleam at the sight before her. "Nate," she breathes his name, heart racing as he walks in.

Listening to the beat of her heart almost as fast as his, Nate smiles and says. "Good evening, Stella. I was wondering if you need a sous chef."

"I haven't thought about that, but I could use some help." She puts on her coat and saunters over to him. "Care to join me in buying some ingredients at the grocery store?"

Nate takes her hand in his and intertwines his arm with hers. "Lead the way."

#the wayhaven chronicles fanfic #nate sewell #nate x f!detective #nate x f!oc #lorirwritesfanfic #lorircreates

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ssaic-jareau · 4 years

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day off.

Luke Alvez x Female Reader

Summary: on a rare day off, the team goes laser tagging.

a/n: please excuse my poetic license to make my OTPs actual couples. Also, Aaron and Jack are out of Witness Protection, and Aaron has gone back to being a prosecutor.

prompt: take me laser tagging and then push me into a corner and kiss me. then shoot me and walk away.

word count: 3k.

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The team is wrapping up the paperwork from the week, when Emily exits her office to announce that the BAU has the weekend off, saying that the B team will handle any cases that come in.

Luke signs off on his last case file and speaks, “Am I the only one who feels like we haven’t been able to hang out off the clock for a while?”

Murmurs of agreement fill the bullpen.

Tara puts her legs on her desk, “Any plans for tomorrow?”

Reid’s eyes light up with an idea, “Let’s go play laser tag?”

“With partners?” JJ asks as she pulls out her phone to text Will, already anticipating Emily’s answer.

“Absolutely. You think Aaron’s going to let me out of his sight once he hears about my free weekend?”

Matt chuckles at that, “Yeah, I’m sure I can get Kristy to come along.”

Luke smiles, “And if Kristy is coming, so is Y/N. Because I’m pretty sure she loves her more than me.”

JJ pats his shoulder almost condescendingly, “Poor boy.”

Penelope asks, “Spencer, are you bringing Austin?”

Spencer’s cheeks heats up, “Of course I am. JJ, is Will free?”

Her phone pings just then, “Yeah, I just got confirmation. He’s keen for tomorrow, he’s already booking the sitter.”

Rossi passes through the conversation on his way out of the office, “You crazy kids have fun. I’ve got a wedding to plan. Arrivederci!”

Everyone shouts their goodbyes as Rossi leaves.

Tara speaks up, “Hang on, I’m not dating anyone at the moment, but I’m keen.”

Penelope laughs, “You think me being single is going to stop me from going with? Absolutely not. I haven’t seen the better halves of the BAU in a while,” disgruntled noises leave everyone’s mouths, “Oh hush, I love you all, but I see you enough.”

Emily asks, “Does noon work for everyone?”

Everyone nods, while Spencer asks, “Are we carpooling? It’s definitely better than filling the parking lot with 5-7 cars.”

Matt answers, “That sounds like a plan. Kristy and I can pick up Luke and Y/N, since they’re a few roads away.”

Emily turns to Tara and says, “We can pick you and Pen up?”

Tara smiles, “Sure,” and Penelope nods in agreement.

JJ looks up from her phone, “We’ll be able to pick up Spence and Austin.”

Emily smiles, “Alright, let’s go home. See you tomorrow!”

The team says their goodbyes as they head down to the garage.

****

You are in the middle of a bowl of popcorn, when you hear Luke’s keys in the door. Hearing the keys in the door, gets Roxy excited and she makes her way to the door to greet Luke.

“There’s my girl.” You hear Luke drop his go-bag and keys by the table next to the door.

Roxy barks excitedly.

Luke smirks when he sees you on the couch.

You smile at him and say, “Hey love, you’re home early.”

Luke bends down and presses a quick peck to your lips.

You pull him back in, “Greet me properly.”

Luke chuckles and kisses you more deeply, only to pull away to hear you panting.

“Better?” he asks.

You smile at him, “Much. How are you home so early, not that I’m not pleasantly surprised?”

Luke makes his way round to sit next to you on the couch.

“Well, the BAU has the weekend off. So Emily basically chucked us out earlier than usual.”

You burst out laughing, you’d expect nothing less from Emily Prentiss.

“So what I’m hearing is, I have you to myself for a whole weekend? The agony.”

He did love your dramatic flair, he pokes at your side, which results in him tickling you, “Ha ha, very funny.”

“Luke, s-stop.”

He stops tickling you and sobers up, “We’re actually playing Laser Tag with the team tomorrow, but Sunday you’ve got me all to yourself.”

You purse your lips, “Team meaning?”

Luke kisses your pout, “Partners included-”

Your phone buzzes and lights up on the coffee table, indicating a new text message.

Luke tilts his head to your phone, “That must be your partner in crime.”

You reach forward to grab your phone, and open it to see a text from Kristy.

Heard we have plans for tomorrow.

You light up and hear Luke mumble, “Do you light up like that when you see a text from me?”

You turn to him and smile, “Of course I do, but you’re never around to see it. You can ask Kristy tomorrow.”

Luke kisses your forehead, “I’m going to take a shower and then order dinner? Chinese or Pizza?”

You look at him, “Chinese, please.”

Luke gets up and makes his way to the shower, “Of course. Send my love to Kristy,” as you type out a reply to Kristy.

Booked a sitter? Or are you bailing?

Your phone buzzes almost immediately.

As soon as Matt told me, I called our sitter.

We haven’t been able to have our coffee date this week, so I’m definitely coming.

You smile as you reply.

Yay! See you tomorrow, sweet dreams honey!

Another text comes through.

Sweet dreams, angel.

Kristy has been your friend since you met at the café you owned. She came in round about the same time every day for the same beverage, juggling two boys under two. Kristy and Matt actually introduced you to Luke, and they never let you forget it. You’re friends with everyone’s partner from the BAU, but you and Kristy have a special bond. Everyone calls you two peas in a pod. You and Kristy are the ones who bonded due to your partners being in the FBI, when you and she had different career paths. She was your sanity during long cases and you were hers when Matt was with the IRT. You helped her during her pregnancy with the twins, that’s how you became their godmother. Now and then, you took them off Kristy’s hands while she helped the boys with their homework. That doesn’t mean you didn’t spoil the boys as well.

The doorbell rings, Luke comes out of the room, “I’ve got it!”

Luke pays for your dinner, and joins you on the couch.

****

You wake up to Luke pressing kisses all over your face, “Mi alma, time to wake up.”

“Morning babe,” you purse your lips, waiting for a kiss.

He rolls over to get out of bed.

You grumble, “You better not be getting out of this bed without giving me a good morning kiss.”

Luke turns around to give you a kiss, “I forget how grumpy you are when you don’t get a kiss.”

He gets up, “I put the coffee on. I’m going to shower, and then make breakfast.”

You groan at the fact that Luke probably came back from his run. You love him to bits, but the fact that he was a morning person was one thing you hated about him, especially on weekends. You’re lured out of bed by the smell of coffee and you make your way to the kitchen, greeting Roxy on your way. You pour two cups, hearing the shower shut off.

Luke’s arms wrap around your waist, he presses a chaste kiss in your neck, “Should’ve known the smell would’ve pulled you out of bed.”

You wiggle out of his arms, “I’m going to go shower and get ready, and you start on breakfast.”

You make your way to the bathroom and hop into the shower. You shower pretty quickly compared to Luke, he can easily spend 30-45 minutes in a shower. You dry yourself off and get dressed, throwing your hair into a messy bun. You grab yours and Luke’s cell phone on your way out of the bedroom.

“Babe, breakfast is ready.”

You smile walking to the kitchen and take a seat at the island, “Smells good.”

Luke smiles and joins you at the island putting a plate down in front of you.

“Ooh, French toast. My favourite.”

Luke chuckles, “As if you’d let me forget.”

You and Luke eat in silence.

You’re just about finish doing the dishes, when you hear a hoot from your driveway.

“Luke sweetheart, they’re here.”

“Do you have my-?” You pull his phone out of your pocket.

He kisses your cheek, “What would I do without you?”

You say your goodbyes to Roxy, and head to the car.

“Hey Matt, it’s been a while.”

“Hey you. Yeah it has.”

You get in the back seat, not a little bit fazed that Kristy is sitting in the back as well.

Kristy says, “Luke, sit up front.”

You hear Luke mumble, “Ah yes, you need to spend time with the actual love of your life,” but he gets in the front seat anyway.

Matt, Kristy and you burst out laughing, “You’re just jealous. Matt doesn’t mind that Kristy is sitting with me, stop whining.”

Matt shrugs, “I know better than to get in between my wife and her soul mate.”

Matt pulls out of your driveway and starts to drive towards the arena.

“How are my children?” you ask Kristy.

“Jake and David are complaining that they haven’t seen you this week. Chloe and Lily have already began planning what to do at their next sleepover.”

You smile in amusement, “How about I pick the boys up from school one day this week, help them with their homework, as much as I can? And take them for ice cream?”

Matt gives Luke a look that doesn’t escape your attention, but you don’t question it.

Kristy tries you fight you on it, “Y/N honey, you don’t have to. They can see you at the next-”

You cut her off with a wave of your hand, “Nonsense! I’ll let you know which day, but don’t tell them. Let it be a surprise.”

Matt smiles at you through the rear view mirror, “Thanks Y/N/N, I’m sure they’d love it.”

Matt pulls into the parking lot of the laser tag arena. The four of you get out of the car and head inside to see that you’re the last to arrive. You greet everyone with hugs, even Aaron.

“Sunshine. How have you been?” Penelope greets you.

“I’ve been good and you?”

She smirks, “Better now that I’ve seen my favourite halves of the BAU!”

All the partners crack up, with no noise from the BAU team, “I’m guessing you made this comment yesterday as well-”

She nods with enthusiasm.

Spencer asks, “How’s teams working?”

You nudge Aaron in the side, “Do you think the BAU is still as good out of the field as they are in the field now that you’re gone?”

You hear scoffs from the BAU, and chuckle.

Austin says, “Wait a second. We’re going to need an extra hand to be even on both sides. I mean, if we’re talking BAU verses BAU significant others?”

Tara and Penelope turn to each other, “Rock, paper, scissors?”

Everyone watches in amusement.

Tara shrugs, “You know what, let me join the civilians for this.”

Luke and Matt are almost the first to protest, when Emily interrupts them, “No fair, didn’t you score a 100 on your gun evaluation?”

Kristy shushes them, “It doesn’t matter though. Her score doesn’t do much for this situation.”

You almost miss the wink between Tara and Kristy.

Aaron claps his hands, “Alright, looks like teams are sorted. Are we ready to gear up?”

Emily stops him, “Hang on, Mr. Ex Unit Chief. What do you say we make it interesting, since it appears you’ve lost faith in your team?”

Everyone is now watching the exchange.

Aaron smirks, “Name your price.”

Emily raises her brow, “Losing team pays for dinner after this, winner or kill shot decides which restaurant.”

There’s whispers of agreement amongst everybody.

Aaron almost grins, “It’s a deal. Let’s play.”

****

It was the final round, both teams tied 1 – 1.

You heard calls of “I’m out” from Aaron, Tara and Austin on your team, leaving your team with yourself, Kristy and Will and calls from Matt, JJ, Spencer, and Penelope on the BAU team, leaving Luke and Emily, the last two standing.

Your blood was pumping, from the rush of the previous two rounds, your team was counting on you, Kristy and Will to win this bet. All of a sudden, you’re pushed into the darkest corner unseen to the rest of the group. You’re about to let out a blood curdling scream, when your eyes adjust to the darkness and see Luke’s shadowy figure.

“Luke, you ass, you-”

Your words are cut off by his lips pressed against yours, you wrap your arms around his neck, dropping your gun, as his wound their way around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You would never get tired of the way your lips fit together. Luke pulls away as the need for oxygen increases, he tugs your bottom lip with his teeth. You pull him back in and he slides his tongue into your mouth. Your eyes close and your hands slide into his hair, as you groan in pleasure. It’s like he’s learning your mouth all over again. Luke pulls away with a smirk, seeing the daze the kiss left you in, he moves his gun to the front and waits for your eyes to open before he shoots you.

In the distance you hear Emily shouting, “Luke, I’m out. They got me.”

You’re pulled out of your daze to see your gun laying on the floor and Luke aiming his at you.

“Sorry babe, its war,” he winks at you as he fires his gun.

You shrug while switching off your beeping vest, as you see Kristy and Will closing in, “It is what it is. Kristy, Will, I’m out too.”

You pick up your gun from the floor and make your way towards where the rest of the BAU and your team are waiting. Luke smiles at your exit and gets back into game mode. He turns around trying to find a good vantage point. It’s all in vain, apparently, as he registers the beeping of his vest to indicate he’s dead. Will and Kristy give each other high fives as Luke stares in disbelief. They make their way over to the rest of you, and you’re the first one to register that Luke’s vest is still beeping.

You yelp, “Oh my goodness, we won?”

“Of course we did,” Kristy winks.

Will feigns hurt when he says, “Did you doubt us?”

Austin, Aaron, Tara, Will, Kristy and you pass high fives amongst each other, celebrating your victory.

You hear the groans of the BAU team.

JJ taking off her vest speaks, “Oh come on! We were counting on you.”

Penelope can’t help but get onto the hate-on-Luke bandwagon, “Yeah, newbie. We were counting on you.”

“What happened out there?” Matt asks Luke.

Luke glances at you, “I got distracted, and then, well, I got ambushed by your wife and Will.”

Emily whacks Luke at the back of his head, “That’s for getting distracted.”

You almost giggle when you see him rubbing the back of his head, you turn to Will and Kristy and ask, “Who took the kill shot?”

Will smiles widely as JJ slips her arms around his waist, and his goes over her shoulder, “Not me. This was all Kristy.”

You whoop loudly, as Aaron, Tara and Austin give her another high five.

“Thank you Simmons, you’ve taught her well.” Tara shouts at Matt.

You pull Kristy in for a hug and say, “Thanks for getting us that free dinner!”

Aaron and Austin laugh.

Matt pulls Kristy into his arms as Emily sidles up to Aaron. Spencer and Austin’s hands find each other, it’s kind of cute how they gravitate towards each other. Luke pulls you into his chest as his arms wrap around your waist. Penelope and Tara complete the circle.

“So Kristy, where is the BAU spending their money tonight?” you hear Austin ask.

She taps her chin in thought, “You know, Matt has been promising me a dinner date at that new restaurant on the corner of 5th street for a while now, so…”

The BAU except Matt and Tara groan.

“Well damn honey, you’ve got taste,” you smirk at her.

Emily smiles, “All right, let’s get going.”

You all make your way to the exit, and make your way to the cars you came in.

“Nuh uh, I get to sit with my girlfriend, seeing as I lost.”

Kristy pulls a face at him, but gets into the front seat.

While waiting for Matt to start the train of cars to the restaurant.

You turn to Luke and say, “You played dirty out there, SSA Alvez.”

Kristy shifts in her seat to face you, “Angel, you’re the reason we actually won, like I might’ve taken the shot, but it was definitely you.”

Luke raises his brow, “Was that planned?”

You shrug at him, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Will honks his horn, signalling that everyone is ready to go. Matt starts the drive to the restaurant, fairly quiet listening to you, Luke and Kristy banter about the game.

You get to the restaurant asking for a table for twelve. Luke pulls out a chair for you to take a seat, you hear Tara making a whip noise from opposite you.

And all of a sudden, it’s like the air is cleared from Matt’s eyes, “Oh wow.”

Choruses of “what?” come from everyone, except you and Luke.

Kristy, sitting in between you and Matt raises her brows at him.

“That right there,” Matt points to you and Luke, “is why we lost.”

And damn, it doesn’t take a profiler to see what Matt was putting down. Emily whacks the back of Luke’s head again from her seat next to him.

You rub the back of his head as Luke wraps his arm around your shoulder, “I told you I got distracted.”

Kristy nudges your shoulder.

Penelope sighs, “Seriously newbie?”

****

I’d just like to thank @thelukealvez for encouraging me to post this. I hope you all like this

#luke alvez x reader #criminal minds #luke alvez fanfiction #luke alvez fluff #matt simmons x kristy simmons #spencer reid x austin #emily prentiss x aaron hotchner #jj x will lamontagne #luke alvez #matt simmons #kristy simmons #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #jennifer jareau #will lamontagne #tara lewis #penelope garcia #criminal minds fanfiction

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birlcholtz · 3 years

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copying @parvuls @ivecarvedawoodenheart and @bi-ginny-weasley! this gets SO long i recced a lot of stuff so i’m putting the cut after the first 5!

1) first fic you’ve bookmarked (i’m taking to mean ‘of all time’ instead of ‘in 2020′)

Shitty’s Flow/Jack’s Ass OTP: The Samwell Men’s Hockey Team Tumblr by Downward Stroke (casual_distance) (m, 2.3k)

my god this is a throwback. i bookmarked this fic in august of 2016. it’s a detailed imagining of a tumblr run by SMH and it’s exactly as chaotic as it sounds

2) most recent fic you’ve bookmarked

grooves by YourPalYourBuddy ( @ivecarvedawoodenheart) (t, 2k, lardo/ransom)

this weekend was inexplicably Rando Weekend and i ADORE syd’s take on them. this fic is romantic and beautifully written and it has like.... a silver-y glow idk how to describe it. read it

3) a fic from an unusual pov

Señor Bunny by WrathoftheStag ( @wrathofthestag) (g, 2k)

señor bun POV of bitty’s life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! do i really need to say anything more

4) a comfort fic

I’m sorry I said I wanted you dead by Thunderhel ( @dexondefense) (g, 9k, zimbits, background lardo/snowy)

Jack didn’t go to Samwell but plays for the Falconers. Bitty, Ransom, Holster, and Lardo go to a Falcs game, play FMK in the car, and then Jack hits Bitty in the face with a puck. Iconic. (i don’t know why i used proper capitalization for all that but i love this fic sjglhsdjfg)

5) a fic you wish could be a movie

starting to get to me by playingforkeeps ( @mainehoe) (t, 12k, nurseydex)

buzzfeed unsolved-inspired ghost/cryptid/monster hunter AU!! features ‘confess and BOOK IT’ which is one of my favorite tropes of all time

6) a fic you have reread multiple times

In Your Head They Are Dying by peppermintlegs ( @peppermintlegs) (t, 33k, zimbits, nurseydex, shardo)

zombie AU with some KICKASS graphics and a twist that makes me gasp out loud literally every time i read it even though i KNOW it’s coming

7) a fic from your to-read list

like riding a bike by unconventionalturtle ( @unconventional-turtle I’M GONNA READ IT ONCE MY BRAIN ISN’T FRIED IM SO EXCITED) (g, 2k, zimbits)

about how jack never learned to ride a bike, that’s pretty much all i know but i’m excited to read it!!!

8) a fic that is pure tooth-rotting fluff

try a little tenderness by poindextears ( @sincerelyreidburke) (t, 8k, nurseydex)

ohhhhhh my god. nurseydex long distance relationship, dex drives to nyc to see nursey, fluff ensues

9) a fic you wish would have a sequel

something you give yourself by YourPalYourBuddy ( @ivecarvedawoodenheart)

what can i say i love avatar AUs and would gladly read like 800k of plotless rambling about this universe

10) a fic with your favorite trope

Jack Zimmermann is a Masochistic Fuckwit by PorcupineGirl ( @porcupine-girl) (t, 11k, zimbits)

fake dating with an UNGODLY amount of pining. my favorite part is probably every time jack thinks about what he would do if he was smart and/or not masochistic and then does the literal opposite of that

11) a fic with a trope you don’t normally read but still loved

Pen Pals by coffeegoose ( @somethingnurseywoulddo) (t, 20k, nurseydex)

i don’t always read pen pal fics..... but when i do..... they’re this one

12) a fic with a ship that isn’t your main ship

Seven steps to heaven (but that stairway’s just too steep) by Thunderhel ( @dexondefense) (t, 6k, lardo/snowy)

i ship MANY things so i’m picking one i don’t read a ton of, mainly because there’s not a lot out there :/ anyway i ADORE this fic so much, it’s set at the stanley cup party at jack’s apartment and everything about snowy’s shirt makes me cackle

13) a different meeting au

the road leads back to you by heyfightme (i have no idea what their @ is if they’re on tumblr) (m, 56k, zimbits)

jack didn’t go to samwell, but poots did. jack’s an A for the falcs when he accidentally meets bitty, poots’ secret long-distance bf from samwell (no infidelity dw)

14) a fic that made you laugh out loud

honeys who makin’ money by miastree ( @omgpoindexter) (t, 1.8k, nurseydex)

i don’t even know how to describe this but it’s about sin bin fines and it’s glorious

15) a fic based on a book/movie

best behavior by winchysteria ( @winchysteria who i can’t tag for some reason) (t, 56k, nurseydex)

to all the boys i’ve loved before fusion featuring nursey as lara jean, dex as peter k, and chowder as josh!

OMG TOTALLY FORGOT MY FREE SPACE

16) free space

One Hundred and Ten Percent by writingonpostcards ( @17piesinseptember) (g, 1k, zimbits)

jack saves bitty from a terrible date and they find themselves on the run from the entire soccer team, hilarious and cute!!

good god this post is long. ANYWAY.

my results: tRIPLE BINGO!!!!

#i'm so proud of myself #fic recs #omgcp #fic #also wow this took a LONG time #i had to filter my bookmarks so many different ways #and hunt down the senor bun fic

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spiltscribbles · 3 years

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Baby stop stressing over this is not good for your head. Leave it in the past, that’s the only way you learn from your mistakes. All the love cutie🥰

I love you so much honey bun!!!😩😩😩

I think you’re right, i’ve said my piece and I’ve explain to myself and my thoughts and I’ve apologized multiple times. I think that’s as much as I can do, and I don’t think it’s healthy if I keep replying to Anons like this and making myself feel like shit... I’m afraid that if I continue this I’ll just be afraid to ever write RS again tbh....And they are my OTP and I love them so much🥺🥺

If there’s anyone who wants to have a discussion about this that’s respectful and off Anon I will readily agree💜💜

#letters #sugarplums #discourse #thank you for all your kindness angel face #!!!!

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leon/asra pain :) technically during shb but no major spoilers, iykyk (reposting from ao3 from a ffxivwrite prompt; asra belongs to @ ambalambs)

“What?”

Asra’s voice was barely above a whisper as he stared up at Leon, eyes wide and full of a desperate sort of terror. Instinctively, Leon felt his arm twitch toward him, aching to touch him, to assure him that things were going to be alright. That he would protect him.

But that was what he was doing now, was it not?

So, with steel resolve, he forced himself to maintain eye contact. It was the least Asra deserved. “We should end things.“

His own voice was neutral and dry—the best he could do without breaking down on his own. He watched as Asra’s eyes grew watery and he stepped closer to Leon, who immediately backed away, watching as Asra deflated, realizing this was indeed what was happening. It had to be a clean break.

“Why?” Asra cried out. “What have I done?”

Leon had considered many times what he would say. The truth would not do more than bring Asra closer to his side, refusing to leave. It would just put him in more danger. So instead, Leon said, “I have too many things to worry about as is. I cannot have you on that list as well. I’m sorry.”

Cold. Neutral. He hoped it was enough.

It was the furthest thing from the truth. Asra was the reason he was doing this—any of this. He would do anything to keep Asra safe, including break both of their hearts.

Perhaps when he was gone, his mind lost as a sin eater, or if they managed to kill him while keeping the light contained, Asra could move on. It would only be a few days, when they went to Eulmore.

“Leon, please . Tell me what I did. I can fix it.”

Leon flinched at those words, recalling the ones he said to his mother as she shoved him away. Again, he wished to pull Asra in his arms and beg forgiveness, to explain himself. But he could not. He supposed this made him no better than his mother.

“There is nothing to fix, Asra. It’s over.”

And before he could break, Leon spun and left the room, almost running directly into Thancred. “I heard—“

A sob from Asra cut him off, and then he turned immediately to Leon—he was leaving, Asra was upset. He must have known that things were uneasy. “Have the two of you had a row?”

Leon turned away from Thancred, not wanting to see his friend’s face. “Keep him away from me.” The words were cruel, as they were meant to be. He only hoped that Thancred of all people would understand, after all was said and done, that he had said them out of love and not malice.

He shoved past Thancred and finally allowed himself to feel the sting in his eyes, the hollowness in his chest.

It was worth it, if it kept Asra safe.

#ffxiv #my writing #otp: honey buns #aint so much honey here tho lmfaoooooo #you can thank lunaria for me being inspired to post this again

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helihi · 4 years

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The Good, The Bad, and the Dirty: Spop season 5

I’ve stopped screaming, and I took the time to rewatch season 5 with my little brother. So, here are my thoughts:

The Good

Horde Prime - The cult™ : I really dig the aesthetics, that combo of religious fanatics + fascism hit good. The crew did a good job at portraying Horde Prime as the ultimate villain of the show. He was engaging to watch and his ideology was pretty clear. The way they played with the hive mind concept was really fun, and it was Horde Prime’s biggest strength. He was also a very good manipulator, successfully playing with Glimmer and Adora. He was unsuccessful with Catra because she had already hit her lowest point.

Entrapta: honestly, she was the most hilarious character this season. Not only was she engaging to watch and listen to, I felt really connected to her this season. The fight with Mermista hit really good and it hurt, but you could see her trying her best. I love how open she is and how accepting of everyone and everything. I’m glad we got to see so much of her this season.

Scorpia: baby, she only deserves good things in life. When she got mind control, you could see how fucking powerful she is, but luckily for us, we got to see her shine independently before that. Her interactions with Swift Wind, Perfuma, and Double Trouble made her shine. She’s smart, talented, and without an evil bone in her body. I’m happy she can move on from Catra and find love and friendship. (I hope she reconnects with Lonnie, Rogelio and Kyle in the future too)

Mermista: babe, you were always mood. She has been consistently funny, her get ups and plans are so entertaining to watch, but also: her relationship with Sea Hawk is great! They are definitely made for each other. I’m sad she was mine controlled for the other half of the season, but I’m happy we got to see a lot of her before. (Also she burned someone’s ship OMG GANGSTER SUIT)

Sea Hawk: happy to see him back. He was funny as always, and I’m happy he got his moment with Mermista at the end.

Perfuma: “ADORA, WHAT DO YOU HAVE THERE?” “A TANK” “NO!” Her relationship with Scorpia is so good! I wish we could’ve seen more.

Netossa: I was one of those who was sad to know the 2 canon lesbians of the show were just background characters. I am so incredibly happy to see her shine this season! SHE SAID MY WIFE. She is the queen of the roasts and I stan.

Spinnerella: Dude, I didn’t know you were this powerful what the fuck. Also, your wife is super cute and she draws like Noelle.

Emotional Support Cat: Bro, I love Melog’s design. I think it was a really clever way to have Catra express her feelings and process them out loud for the audience by giving Catra a supernatural cat.

New She-ra design: I see the subtle reference to Bow, Glimmer and Catra in the design. Honestly, Adora looks 100% more badass.

Not Hordak: I really wish he had picked a name from himself. Aside from Entrapta, this might be the other hilarious character of the season. He goes through his individualization process in a healthier way than Hordak and showcases that the clones can be different from Horde Prime and rehabilitated. I wonder how he will feel about Hordak? But we got no epilogue so idk I guess.

Darla: I can’t believe they named the ship, but I love it.

The Best Friends Squad: I swear to god, when Bow, then Glimmer and then Catra interrupted Adora’s train of thought, I knew we were going to have a great dynamic. The way their characters play of each other is hilarious. Bow, who usually has the only braincell, is cautious and a total dad; Adora is the dumb jock with the heart of gold that gets herself into trouble; Glimmer is the chaotic enchantress with no patience; and finally Catra who’s got all her walls up, but gets shit done. I want a show of them together going on misions and almost dying in the process, thank you.

Catra Redemption: You wanted it, and here you have it! I was cheering for Catra this whole season while proclaiming I’d die for her (which I had only reserved for Scopia previously). Though things may be a little rushed, Catra takes her time to process things, and goes back and forth a couple of times. She deflects, lies, and runs away, but in the end she opens up and rushes back.

In general, the season was packed with content. I was never bored through any episodes and I honestly laughed outloud while watching it alone and later with my brother. There were moments when we paused the episode to discuss what had just happened or to process new information. This makes me feel even more weird about the bland season 2/3 division.

The Bad

Okay so, let me make this clear: I will never attack a ship or anyone who supports it. In this blog we multiship like adults and respect other people’s OTPs.

That being said, while this season was long and packed with content, it also felt rushed when it came to the relationships of the main cast

Glimmer - Catra: The prison episodes had barely any interactions between both of them. I wish they’ve had had more time to talk and to connect. There were Glitra moments that make me feel happy, and my brother was for a moment convinced that they could be canon. They are foils of each other after season 4. The conversation they had, where they realize they had a lot of things in common could’ve been a catalyst for both of them to grow and heal. However, Catra has her change of heart really soon and saves Glimmer, which prevents any deep interactions between them in the future. Aside from the jokes, Catra must be with Adora, and Glimmer must be with Bow, so everything else gets dropped.

Glimmer - Adora: The conflict between them after Angela’s “death” was one of the main plot points of last season. When they reunite again, their issues are solved in a couple of minutes and then brushed off. They really don’t have big interactions after that, which feels completely OOC and empty.

Glimmer - Bow: I wasn’t the only one who felt the sharp turn of their relationship. In previous seasons, it was really platonic, but as soon as they see each other again you know they are going to end up together. The camera zoomed on them, Bow was always holding her protectively, the way they looked at each other change. Since Glimmer is not allowed to have intimate moments with anyone else, it kinda dulls everything up. Don’t get me wrong, I love some best friends to lovers, but in this case it felt rushed for me. If I pinpoint the moment things turned romantic for them, it’s the first time they interact in person this season. It didn’t feel organic (contrast with a ship like Korrasami, where you can point at the moment Asami realized she had feelings for Korra, and then later when Korra’s attitude towards Asami changes after the time skip).

Adora - Catra: Honey, we all knew this was going to be end game, and I love the fact that Catra is dealing with her feelings and Adora acknowledges that. However, after the end of season 3, I’d have expected things to progress a little slower. Catra did put some resistance with the chip scene, but even afterwards, what would’ve been better paced with more episodes, was condensed in a few. Don’t get me wrong. I love that Catra redemption, but I’d have loved a better pacing.

BTW for anyone interested: I ship Glitradora, so any of the 3 ships ending up canon were good for me, and I liked Bow/Glimmer, just preferred them as bffs.

There’s a list of characters that barely show up that could’ve had more screentime:

Huntara: barely appears at all. She’s seen fighting, but there are no references to her or a storyline with her.

Lonnie, Rogelio and Kyle: briefly shown. The gay couple of the century have adopted the baby demon and are now the best dads in the desert. Lonnie is their braincell.

Double Trouble: at least they had a scene and lines, but I feel like they could’ve been more involved after they were discovered by Scopria, especially since they escaped with Sea Hawk and Perfuma.

The Star Siblings: idk man, they were part of a whole episode and then faded into the background. It was a glorified cameo for an episode where Glimmer and Bow fight.

Glimmer’s Aunt: sorry but I was asking “where the hell is she?” until she finally showed up late. She barely had any purpose.

The Dirty

Hey, guys, girls, and nonbinary pals, can we sit down and talk about redemptions?

IDK about you, but just because a show is aimed at kids you shouldn’t “redeem” all the villains. This trend bothers me specially when it touches on abuse or totalitarian leaders.

Shadow Weaver was an abuser until the end. She shouldn’t have had a heroic sacrifice, and her “I’m proud of you” line was bitter for me. I’ve said before I was raised in an abusive household and I don’t think it’s healthy to tell children that you can change your abuser or that you can expect them to change without therapy. I’m glad Shadow Weaver died, but I wish her death wasn’t in any way shape or form considered a “redemption”. A heroic act of sacrifice doesn’t erase all the pain she cause and the years of trauma Catra and Adora have had to endure.

Hordak. HEY HEY ETRAPDAK SHIPPERS DON’T COME FOR ME! I was weirded up by the ship until I realized Etrapta is in her late 20s. I’m happy they found each other but I think it’d be better if Hordak had to redeem himself through a life of service to Etheria. He can't erase the horrible things he has done, but with the help of Entrapta and others, he could give back to the community he ruined. Since we don’t have an epilogue, we just see him reuniting with Entrapta at the end and that’s it.

ALSO SOMEONE GIVE MICAH A HAIR TIE. My man, you are not in a hostile island anymore, go rock a dad bun or a dad ponytail!

How do you guys feel about it?

I’m here looking at cute GIFs of Catra and that kiss scene on repeat. I want a Rogelio poster, he was my boy.

#spop #stop spoilers #the good the bad and the dirty #me

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Kirito/Eugeo fun fact #3: Kirito is a glutton, but he’s a great cook himself

1) So what is the real OTP here?

Kirito x Sandwich?

Kirito x Honey Pie?

Kirito x Meat Bun?

Or Kirito x Cup Noodles?

2) Kirito’s gluttony is obvious, but he isn’t a shabby cook at all, either!

A few screenshots of Kirito making his own pasta in Ordinal Scale:

In “If You Were Here” (official 32/33 AU where Eugeo lives), in a tea party between Administrator & Cardinal to discuss peace, Kirito made a really great shortcake with Eugeo’s help that shocked all women in Central Cathedral.

That day was also Eugeo’s 20th birthday, so Kirito had a secret present for Eugeo: a whole shortcake Kirito made himself!

In preview of “If You Wish It” (”If You Were Here” sequel), Kirito and Eugeo are trying to make a baked cheesecake, there is some serious problem and it’s one day before Administrator’s deadline, but they’re trying their best.

Thank you Kawahara for creating this crab/cakes timeline, as a YujiKiri fan I really appreciate it!

Above is a screenshot from the original artists’ twitter, not the fanarts themselves, please find their artworks at ro__no@twitter and goobal@twitter

#Kirito #Kirigaya Kazuto #Eugeo #YujiKiri #KiriYuji #Sword Art Online #SAO #Alicization #sao alicization #SAO Funfact

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dueliz · 4 years

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7, 9, and 12 for the otp meme!

7. Who tries to playfully scare the other person and who always knows where the other person is?

Oh heck, Ashera is a master at sneaking, but knowing someone so intimately means knowing almost everything about them. Jespar either catches her before she can scare him or scares her first. Depends on his mood.

9. When their partner has a bad day, what is something the other picks up to try and make their day a little better? Ex - Fast food, flowers, a punny card, ect.

Look, I want to pick something sweet and cute, but I’m pretty sure Jespar would be a jerk and get Ashera a date cake just to poke fun at the first gift she got for him when they first met and Ashera would be so mad and embarrassed and just throw a pillow at him while he laughs his ass off. It’s fine though, it’s like an inside joke between them.

If Jespar actually feels like being a sweetheart, he’d probably get her something like a honey nut bun or some sublime bread. :3333

Ashera, on the other hand, is too much of a hopeless romantic and supplies Jespar with cuddles and kisses, meals in bed, tells him horrible jokes until he cracks a smile. You know, the works!

12. Who presses their nose against their partner’s cheek before kissing them?

Ashera. She’s too cuddly for her own good.

#I'm not used to talking about cutesy couple stuff omg #i love it though #Enderal #Jespar Dal'Varek #oc: Ashera #Ashpar #thank you for the ask!#ask game #micahtheprophet

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Hope Mikaelson

Do you love/hate this character? love love love my sweet honey bun!!!!!! would die for her

What’s your favorite trait of this character? i guess how much she cares for everyone, and how she’s willing to risk everything for the people in her life

What’s your favorite moment/event involving this character? when she broke down at the ms mystic falls pageant. she needed it

If you could have one power/attribute/etc. of this character, what would it be? her witching abilities lol

When did you fall in love/hate with this character? i feel in love with her in the originals but legacies solidified her as baby

Who’s your OTP for this character?: either hosie or hizzie.

Put a character in my ask box.

#joanabianchi #thanks for asking #c:hope mikaelson #tv:legacies #queen #sweet honey bun

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canyouimaginethatstory · 5 years

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Beautiful Nightmare (Lucifer/OC Story)

AUTHOR NOTE: This imagine is kinda AU (alternate Universe) basically for this Chuck kept writing the books. Only so it makes sense guys. Enjoy. Also being as this is a Lucifer imagine please if you don’t like Lucifer then please ignore. Please DO NOT leave negative comments about the character and especially about the actor who plays him, Mark Pellegrino. I will not tolerate hate toward him at all.

Imagine: Imagine Becky coming up to you and telling you that you and Lucifer are her OTP. (I kinda twisted this one, but I had to do it because there are not many good imagines for Lucifer, which annoys me).

Summary: Mara Andrews runs into a young woman who frankly kinda creeped her out. The girl told her basically Mara was a monster hunter and was somehow the love interest of Lucifer. She doesn’t believe it of course, but then she has a strange nightmare?

Mara was walking home from work one evening when a girl ran up to her. “Oh my god,” the girl said, “your Mara Andrews,”.

“Um do I know you?” she asked the girl. She didn’t look familiar to her. She had blonde hair and crazy eyes.

“I’m Becky,” she said, “huge fan. You and Luci would make such a power couple together,”.

“Luci?” Mara asked confused.

“Yeah, Lucifer,” she said, “from supernatural,”.

“Honey, are you feeling ok?” Mara said becoming a bit concerned for the girl.

“You don’t know who you are do you?” she asked.

“Umm, do you know who I am?” She asked.

“Mara Andrews, smart, witty, and a badass monster hunter,” Becky said her face lighting up.

“Monster hunter?” Mara asked.

“Yeah, and the unknowing love interest of Lucifer,” Becky added. Mara was becoming freaked out.

“I don’t understand,” Mara said, “where are you getting this?”

“You’ve never read them have you?” Becky asked.

“Read what?” Mara asked.

“The supernatural books by Carver Edlund,” Becky said.

“No idea what you're talking about,” Mara said.

“It's a book series,” she said, “but they are so totally real. You meet the boys during a ghost case and soon meet Lucifer and it so looks like you two are gonna become a thing,”.

“Yeah,” Mara said a little scared of the girl now, “sweetie, you should go home and rest,”.

“Oh, yeah ok,” Becky said and walked off.

“Wow,” Mara said as she headed up the steps to her house. Never noticing the figure watching her from the shadows of the trees down the street. Mara sat in her living room relaxed on the couch playing around on her laptop. She decided to look up the books the strange girl talked about. It was a real series. There was a character named Mara Andrews. She hunted alongside two brothers named Sam and Dean Winchester. According to the latest few books, Mara does become the affection of a fallen archangel named Lucifer. “You’re giving this too much thought,” she told herself as she closed her laptop and placed it on the coffee table.

She threw the blanket on the back of the couch over her and fell asleep watching TV. Lucifer appeared in the room and looked down at the sleeping woman. “Mara Andrews,” he said to himself. “Why has my father chosen you to captivate me? And how was he so right?” The archangel moved a lock of her dark hair from her face. He couldn’t deny she was beautiful. Then he noticed a slight look of distress on her face. “What are dreaming of?” he thought to himself as he touched his two fingers to her forehead. He saw her in a dark field and a man was chasing her. He zapped himself into her dream.

Mara walked backward never taking her eyes off the stranger walking toward her with wide eyes and a creepy grin on his face. She found herself against a tree. The man grabbed her by the throat and she closed her eyes. “You sure that’s wise?” she heard a voice ring out through the field.

“This doesn’t concern you?” the guy said.

“Oh, but it does,” Lucifer said displaying his glowing red eyes. The man dropped Mara and tried to run, but he didn’t get far before Lucifer snapped and he turned into a puff of smoke. Mara sat against the tree trying to catch her breath. Lucifer walked over to her. “Are you alright?” he said offering his hand. She had this nightmare plenty of times, but she had never seen this man in it before. He wore a dark gray suit, his blonde hair combed back, and bright blue eyes seem to almost glow. She took his hand and he helped her up.

“Thank you,” she said, “what happened?”.

“I think I must have spooked him off,” he said.

“Oh, I’m Mara,” she introduced herself holding out her hand. Lucifer didn’t wanna scare her by giving his full name.

“I’m Lue,” he said taking her hand and planting a soft kiss on the back of it. Butterflies shot through her at the touch of his lips on her hand.

“I’ve always hated this nightmare,” she said, “it's so creepy,”.

“Even with nightmares you can find beauty,” Lucifer said.

“What do you mean?” she asked confused. Lucifer smiled.

“A nightmare is a dream right?” he asked as she nodded, “and in a dream, you can do anything,”. He looked at the sky and saw it was pitch black. He waved his hand across the sky and bright stars appeared. He snapped his fingers and the dead trees and plants popped to life with bright colors and she could smell the flowers.

“It's gorgeous,” she said looking around. Lucifer smiled.

“Nature often is,” he said as he snapped his fingers again and she found herself in a black dress that ended just above her knees and it had long sheer sleeves on it that had a floral design to them. He hair was up in a french braided bun. “And your beauty only enhances it,”. She felt a small blush on her cheeks. He snapped his fingers again and soft, romantic music started to play out of nowhere. He held out his hand. “May I have this dance?” he asked.

“Of course,” she said taking his hand. He walked her into the middle of the field. He placed his hands around her waist as she placed her’s on his shoulders. They moved perfectly to the music that played. Mara was finding herself more and more attracted to this dream man. She found herself fighting the urge to stare into his beautiful blue eyes. He smiled and dipped her. He leaned down and whispered into her ear.

“See even nightmares can be beautiful,” he leaned up enough to look into her bright green eyes and then softly placed his lips on her’s,”. That’s when Mara woke up. A wave of sadness hit her at the thought of all that being a dream. It was odd, but she could still feel the softness of his lips on her’s. She went back to sleep hoping the beautiful nightmare would return. Lucifer watched from the doorway of the dining room behind her. “In time my love,” he thought to himself and vanished.

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#lucifer supernatural #fanfiction #imagines

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