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diveinyouastro · 9 months

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Some more observo🫶🏻

If a SCORPIO starts liking you, he/she will ask for your pictures. Not "those" pictures. Your bare faced one. Ik that's kinda scary. But they love anything raw and bare. 🥹🫶🏻

Speaking of scorpios, DO NOT under any circumstances, LIE TO THEM. Please🛐. They'll know it. And if you happen to like a scorpio, and you show them your best, show them what YOU think they'll like, No don't do it. BE RAW, BE REAL, TAKE YOUR STAND IF SOMEONE HUMILIATES YOU, etc. Just be real, that's all they ask. They will love your dark side as well.

Lilith in the 4th, might have been suppressed or humiliated in their home for expressing themselves. Their emotions weren't valid. Their parents made them feel guilty for even enjoying little things🥺. Which is why they usually leave their home and never come back.🙃

If you have aquarius moon, or a friend/someone close, with an aquarius moon, TAKE CARE OF THEM😡. They don't show emotions. They really don't. It's not that they're embarrassed, it's like, so many times when they tried, they were either made fun of (got comments like "omg you feel that way???🤣 thats so childish 🤣) or they were unheard. Alot of the times. 😔💔

Also- no matter the placement or sign or planet or whatever. If one is insecure and doesn't love themselves, they won't be in their form(the placements and planets in their chart) like for example- if someone is Capricorn sun, and had a very rough childhood, were neglected, treated badly. If they dont heal themselves, they won't be like how Capricorn is. They'll start playing mind games, will seek attention, validation, might make their friends to only talk to them. Same goes for Capricorn moons, though they have tendency to be a major narcissistic person if they don't heal themselves.

Having mars in scorpio/ 8°/ 20°, very heighten intuition. They usually avoid fights, because they can 🔪⚰️. Don't make them mad, you won't like it :). Don't lie to them. Be straightforward, even if you did something horrible. HOWEVER..... if you do then wrong........🌚🌚🌚🌚 good luck gaining their trust back🫶🏻

If you have a Capricorn friend (cap sun, moon, mercury, venus, Mars, rising, pluto) don't do them wrong. EVER. istg you'll regret it. They have this aura with them and the energy they carry, you won't get it again. I promise you that. 🚫😊

Whatever sign you have in your 7th house (tropical), you are more likely to love them. You will FEEL something for them. Like when people say "oh i cant fall in love, idk what love is" just wait until you meet that sign that is in your 7th. Especially with mars and venus, it grows even more. 😋💕

Someone's sun in your 8th, no no. Don't. They'll hurt you eventually. You will FEEL something inexplicable when you first meet them, but with time, you'll see all the red flags and their dark side. You'll end up hating them.

The sign you have in your 12th house- (if using tropical- you'll like them, but eventually end up getting irritated by them, only if it's very prominent energy like sun. (If using sidereal) you'll hate them. For example, you're an aries rising, you'll hate pisces suns, cause that's in your 12th (sidereal), if taurus rising (tropical), you'll be irritated with aries sun. But will still somehow endure their energy. ☺️(🤢)

Speaking of 12th house, be VERY VERY CAREFUL when someone's planets, doesn't matter inner or outer, majority of the times, they fuck you up mentally. Because of them you'll start having trust issues with everybody. BASTARDS💩

The moon on the day you were born on, you are kinda connected to it. It grounds you, calms you down. Your emotions are stable. Like for example- born on a waxing crescent moon, you'll feel very comfortable and safe under it. 🌛💕

Libra placements are not flakey😭😭😭, they just have this side to them where they can't seem to turn people down. Believe me they feel bad and awful when they say no💔. Because of this soft and innocent side, they usually become a doormat for people🥺. So if a libra placement rejects you, THEY FEEL BAD ABOUT IT. they'll start feeling awful within 5 mins.🥺

For my dear GEMINI MOONS, the moment you start feeling anxious about some person, leave them. Don't give it a 2nd thought, just leave. Let's say your love interest is making you feel confused, he/she is telling you that they only talk to you and shit and you see a story of them with someone else, or catch them with someone else , IF YOU FEEL IT IN YOU STOMACH, ITS REAL, THEY'RE FUCKING WITH YOUR EMOTIONS😀😀. Don't make anyone make you feel like shit. ( I recommend to smack the shit out of them or go ahead just stab them 🫶🏻 I'm with you)

Also if you're a gemini moon, and into crystals too, wear a labradorite/ rose quardz or Tigers eye. They stabilize your emotions. Don't forget to clean and charge them.

LEOS LEOS LEOSSSSSS, always give princess treatment to their close ones, their friends, their lovers, their family 🥹❤️. They're very energetic and chaotic😭💕 trust me you'll like them even if you prefer silence or quietness. (That's for the prominent Leo placements, or Leo stellium)

Sagittarius + libra placements- number 1 flirtersssssss😙 BUT but but... when they fall for someone, they forget their flirting skills, and are devoted to their love only. 🫶🏻 same goes for scorpio + libra placements.

There's a misconception about scorpios being toxic, manipulative, jealous, and controlling. They're not like that. They usually have abandonment issues, weird attachments styles where they either become anxious or avoidant. And usually it is both, first they avoid, then become anxious or vice versa. They NEED reassurance. They just wanna know you ain't playing with them🥺. That's when their jealousy and other things comes' at play. They control, so they don't get hurt. They feel veryyýýyyyyyyy deeply🥺❤️‍🔥 but if you make them feel loved, supported, validate their emotions and understand them. You'll notice, all this jealousy and controlling thing will disappear. They're ride or die fr🫶🏻🫶🏻

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Thank you <3 😋🤪😍🤤💕❤️😙

#astrology observations #astro notes #synastry observations #synastry overlays #libra #scorpio #aries #astro community #astro placements #astrology placements #synastry #leo placements #scorpio placements #libra placements #gemini #gemini moon

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ppeonppeonhan · 5 months

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The Sexiest 2023 BL Scenes

I think we can all agree that there is an art to executing a sex scene -- and not everybody's an artist. This year, we (and, by that, I mean you) gif'd a couple of masterpieces that range from romantic to...educational. Here are the ones that live in my head rent free, in order of PG-13 to NC-17:

BEST ROLE-PLAY SEX: Bed Friend

If you had told me last year that incorporating cat ears into foreplay would result in one of the hottest scenes in BL, I would've given you bombastic side-eye. But James, the actor who plays Uea, pulled it off, and is probably responsible for a lot of Amazon orders till this day. (Episode 6)

BEST BEACH-SIDE SEX: The Eighth Sense

This entire sequence was so beautifully lit in golden tones, with soft touches, and romantic moments. It almost made you forget about the depression plot. Almost. (Episode 6)

LONG-AWAITED SEX: Hidden Agenda

Joke yearned for Zo in a way that was borderline comical. From the moment Zo kissed Joke like he was trying to give him CPR and then promptly shoved him out of his apartment, I knew every kiss after that would have to come with a parental warning. I'm surprised Joke didn't move in. (Episode 8)

DO-OVER SEX: Love Class 2

The music for this sex scene was so perfectly matched with the caressing and hand closeups. And the fact that it happened after the initially-ghosted Joo Hyuk got Sung Min to reconsider made it even sweeter. (Episode 9)

BEST WET SEX SCENE: Kiseki: Dear to Me

I may have enjoyed Ai Di and Chen Yi's love story more, but Fan Ze Rui and Bai Zong Yi were helping us all live out our tall boy fantasies. When he mounted him with a soft bounce, I knew the gif Gods would giveth. (Episode 7)

BEST EUPHORIC SEX: Only Friends

Ray looked like he reached nirvana when he made love to Sand in that sardine can of trailer, so of all their sex scenes, this was my fave. (Episode 9)

BEST INSECURITY-INDUCED SEX: Only Friends

Say what you will about Boston -- and the fandom has said a lot lol -- but if you had to choose a cast member to get you off, you'd choose him in a heartbeat. And yes, this scene was grimey. He f*cked his friend's potential boyfriend in the backseat of his car after manipulating him into believing he was cheated on, but can you blame him? He was probably tired of always having to give and never receive. Plus, Top did this vibrating move that made me wonder who told Force to do that... (Episode 3)

GIF by wanderlust-in-my-soul

BEST CENSORED SEX: Wedding Plan

I'm still mad that this scene wasn't in the Youtube cut. It paints an entirely different picture of their dynamic and their personalities. But thank God for the gif'ers, otherwise I would've missed how ravenous they were when they weren't...wedding planning. 😳 (Episode 6)

BEST WHIPLASH SEX: Be Mine Superstar

To be clear, WE were the ones getting whiplash. One minute, we were watching a sweet love story between an innocent college kid and his idol crush, and the next minute we were watching a masterclass on how to bang your one-night stand (consensually) until he agrees to date you. It's like...Sir, I'm on the train. Could you give a bitch a heads up? (Episode 8)

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While I am generally envious of every single one of these experiences, I'm even more envious of everyone's knee strength and flexibility. I could never. Rollerblading has ruined me. If I tried half of these positions, I'd have to get physical therapy. 🙃

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starrynights-sunnyskies · 1 month

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as the flowers bloom, my heart does too ⋆*·ﾟmisa x putellas!reader, social media au, (4/-)

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when your relationship ends and all you want to do is hide and cry, flowers suddenly start to appear on your doorstep.

or; misa hating to see a pretty girl cry and suffer and going out of her way to cheer her up while staying anonymous

fic: coming

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albaps9 hello maria isabel. albaps9 tell me, does my sister still hog all the bedsheets while she's sleeping? albaps9 and while i'm at it, tell her i'll kill her if she scratches my sunglasses albaps9 and you, if you hurt her in any way. accidental or not. vale? Seen

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a/n have a lovely weekend everyone🌻

#misa rodriguez x reader #misa rodriguez one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso social media au

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fountainpenguin · 8 months

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So in love with the Bdubs narrative...

"I stopped trusting Impulse, my secret girlfriend, ages ago because he's flirting with everyone, so it makes sense to side with the guy who's offering me a truce in the form of a clock."

"You can't kick me out of the base just because I'm on my red life. I built this place and I will simply not leave."

/neglects to mention he's still boogeyman when Tango brings him back. Like. why didn't you ride out the boogey curse until next episode and THEN ask to come back, you dummy (affectionate)

"It's fine to kill a teammate because he just set his spawn point in this room and all his stuff will be right here <3"

"Yeah I'll kill my fellow red ally because you promised me a life."

"Impulse, you would never kill me, right?" "... We're soulmates. We share hearts this season... Same team, Bdubs."

"When it was my turn to murder, I targeted the only guy who'd already died (a few minutes ago) because he was already on the way down emotionally; anyone else would have experienced an emotional roller coaster."

"It's okay that I stole from you a while back because NOW I'm coming with useful information. My morality is in the clear."

"I would turn on both my Day 1 allies so fast."

/crying over getting backstabbed, "What have I EVER done to SWEET IMPULSE??"

The entire rest of the episode snarking about how it's no fun to be backstabbed and Tango just "🙃 Thoughts and prayers, that must really suck. it must be the worst to get betrayed by someone you trusted. oh wow. oh man. who would do that? that's awful."

"I'm shooting my mom but it's just a prank."

"I won't defend you from Dad but I might try to stop you two from fighting."

All his allies like "I've just accepted the fact that I can't trust you while Etho's around because you'll betray me for him." / "Yeah, that's fair." They continue to let Bdubs stay in their base. He brags about how Etho lets him play pool in his basement and eat ice cream for breakfast. He would die for this man.

The fact that it's considered predictable that "of course Impulse gave you a clock again" so Cleo just sighs and asks to see it. Yeah of course Impulse clonked Bdubs on the head with that thing for another season, driving home I have not forgotten with every part of his being...

Nobody can trust this greasy little man and yet they adore him. He's just a sweetheart. Cinnamon roll. Everybody's angel. Haha he'll slam a sword through your stomach, loot your body, and walk off. He's never done anything wrong in his life btw.

I love the way Bdubs plays.

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jamil-s-wifey · 10 months

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Hello :3 Can I get a long scenario with my dearest Jamil?

I really love him so much >///< so here is my scenario, I hope you can accept

Jamil got sick and has a fever. MC stayed beside him and nursed him for 3 days without blinking and finally he recovered. He started to remember her care during his illness after his fever dropped. And when he woke up, MC hugged him tightly. A bit long, huh? 😅 I would be happy with little NSFW, not gonna lie.

Well hello there, fellow Jamil enthusiast~ It has certainly been a hot minute, hasn't it? It is my utmost pleasure to present you with the *long-awaited* scenario at hand! A bit of NSFW, some heart-warming fluff and Jamil finally getting a GODDAMN break, coming right up! It's not full on NSFW, just a lil bit, as requested, I don't know why it turned out like that- still, I hope this is good! (Tbh, it fits the scenario)

P.S. This hit close to home, I used to be a very sickly child and I still catch all sorta sicknesses a lot easier than normal people. So, what he will experience here is all based on very PERSONAL and very SALTY experience. 🙃

"What am I gonna do with you? You can't keep pushing yourself so much!" You murmured, pressing a cold cloth to Jamil's forehead as he slept soundly.

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Jamil hated being sick. Pretty normal right? Everybody hates being sick.

But to Jamil, sickness meant pushing through and continuing with his chores, regardless of his wellbeing. Imagine cooking above a hot stove with a high temperature. Can't be pleasant, can it?

But even the hardest stones could crack under enough force - such is the way the world works. It was towards the end of the day, as Jamil was preparing Kalim's dinner, when he felt his body give out under him. All day he'd been going around with a fever, he felt as if his own body was rotting on the inside, screaming at him to stop and have a break. His eyes were watery and felt as though they were burning in his eye sockets.

He couldn't even reach a chair to sit, before his knees buckled and he fell to the floor - too dizzy and too weak. Rarely did he ever get this sick, but this time it was bad. He moved to a more comfortable position and remained like that, trying to gather enough strength to get some medicine..... He most certainly didn't realise he'd fallen asleep, too tired to move, nor did he hear Kalim's worried voice when he found him on the floor in the kitchen.

And Kalim? Kalim was terrified! Quickly he called on his dorm members to move him to his room and immediately called you, crying on the phone, worried that Jamil might never wake up. (That's not how colds work, Kalim-) Worried about Jamil, you immediately rushed to the Scarabia dorm, medicine in hand.

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And now here you are, in the present, taking extensive care of your near delirious not-quite-boyfriend-but-kinda-love-interest. He'd occasionally wake up and exchange barely audible pleasantries with you, drink his "extra healthy and full of good stuff" chicken soup (whatever that was supposed to entail) and then fall back into slumber. His fever has gone down drastically, but the utter exhaustion left in its wake has kept him bedridden. Apparently it was a seasonal fever, which just so happened to hit Jamil, who in turn chose to ignore it in the beginning.

You'd taken the liberty to remain situated in his room for about three days.

Day one was the worst - high fever, clattering teeth and a sleepless night to boot. You'd change his shirt every time he'd drench it in sweat whilst fighting off the fever. You'd switch up the cloth every time it lost its cooling effect, you'd remained by his side the entire time, least he needed something anything at all.

"Once you get better, I'm so gonna yell at you for not taking better care of yourself.... You're lucky I love you." You'd mumbled, barely audible in the quiet of the room as he slept.

Day two was better - he slept through most of it and you could in turn prepare some soup, as well as cover most of his chores, get a pass from the teachers AND even leave him some of your notes for when he recovers. (Look at you go! He'd better propose imo)

Now, on day three he was evidently much healthier. Finally he gave up trying to get out of bed, and instead lay resting, drinking his medicine, feeling utterly pampered by you.

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"How long have you...been here?" You seemed pretty tired in his eyes. The moment you heard his voice you immediately threw yourself gently on him, gently crushing his bones in a hug.

"A while." You responded, face buried in his chest. In reality, you hadn't had a proper night of sleep in about 3 days. You DID sleep, Kalim even prepared a guest bedroom, but you chose to remain next to Jamil for most of the time. "Do you know how worried I was?"

"You didn't have to do all this, you know? You could've get sick too."

"I could've, but I haven't. For somebody with such a keen eye and monstrous deliberation, you really don't know how to take care of yourself properly." You quipped back, moving to sit on the bed next to him.

"As, so I'm being reprimanded now." His gaze softened. "Thank you....for taking care of me these last few days... I've forgotten what it's like to not have to worry or do anything... I feel like I've slept a lifetime... I don't know how I could possibly return the favour."

You can't stay mad at him. He knows it, you know it. Hell, even the Great Seven know it.

"Return it by recovering completely."

He chose not to continue the conversation. He knew arguing was pointless.

"You know, while I was sleeping, or trying to, I was mostly aware of what was happening around me." He began, pushing himself up, in a sitting position. "When you'd quietly hum to yourself, or cuss when you couldn't find something..."

"Ah- well, did you now? Sorry if you had a difficult time falling asleep because of me. " you felt your cheeks warm up a bit.

"No no, please. It's fine. You've taken such good care of me. I just... couldn't help but hear something, which perhaps I wasn't meant to."

He reached out, tangling his hand in your hair.

"Something about you loving me?"

...

Nope, all that heat in your cheeks? Gone. Now it was just coldness and dread.

He saw your frazzled state and chuckled. "I guess I'm really lucky, to have you to take *such* good care of me, huh."

He leaned in, but stopped just centimetres away.

"I shouldn't."

You heart dropped even lower, if that was even possible.

"I could get you sick.~" There was a lilt to his voice, but his eyes showed concern.

"Oh, for fuck's sake-" you leaned in, smashing your lips onto his. He smiled into the kiss, pulling you towards him.

Naturally, you moved to sit in his lap, his hands moving to your waist.

"Your feelings are returned, for the record." He mumbled in between heated kisses. The more heated the kisses became, the more his hands would wander until-

In the blink of an eye, he flipped you over, so that you were underneath him. Skillfully he unbuttoned the first few buttons of your uniform, revealing more of your neck and collarbones. "I think I have a way of returning the favour. You took such good care of me, I think it's my turn~"

His attention moved to your neck, leaving heated languid kisses and playful bites on your skin. His hand trailed down to spread your legs, moving between them. Every single touch of his was intoxicating. Pretty quickly your shirt was thrown on the floor, the supple flesh underneath - covered in hickeys.

"Are you not going to undress as well? Or should I do that for you?" you asked, breathless, yet teasing in manner. Well. As teasing as one could get, given how achingly turned on you were. "Like you didn't have more than enough time to appreciate the view, during these last few days." he teased right back, but his hands moved to grip the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time." He practically purred, fingers gliding over your stomach, gently trailing lower and lower.

"Of course, you can tell me to stop anytime."

"I don't want you to."

"As you wish, my dear. Then I'll make sure to indulge, taking, tasting, touching every single part of you. "

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splitriverghostie · 1 year

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💙Wally Clark fluff headcanons💙

(Slight spoilers for episode 6 and death mentions)

As spoken by Rhonda, part boy part golden retriever

Mainly golden retriever

Being his cheerleader for absolutely everything

You're his #1 supporter in everything whether that's sports or anything else he feels like doing now that he's free and he wouldn't want anyone else in that place

Seriously mans would make you cute little props and stuff too like the corsage in episode 6

Being annoyingly cutesy at meetings

Absolute 100% physical touch/affection love language

He'll never get enough of running up to you, pulling you into his arms, and kissing your face all over

Like don't be surprised if he runs up and tackles you one day

It constantly grosses everybody else out but Wally that's not gonna stop him (Could anything really?)

Making sure he lives his afterlife how he wants

HIM GIVING YOU HIS FOOTBALL JACKET

Being absolutely chaotic together on field day

Imagine him trying to teach you to play football and you ending up hitting him with the ball on accident and him just giving you a thumbs up and being like "I'm alright I'm already dead!🙃"

SO many accidental innuendos and then watching him stumble over his words trying to recover

If you guys ever get into a fight for whatever reason no matter who's in the wrong he'd turn into an absolute b a b y trying to apologize and get you to forgive him he'd feel so bad

Wally never having to go to the dance alone again

💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

#school spirits #school spirits x reader #school spirits imagine #school spirits imagines #wally clark x reader #wally clark imagine #wally clark imagines #writing

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cherry-holmes · 7 months

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Glimpse of a life with Javier Peña (series)

Chapter 6

MAIN MASTERLIST

Summary: Talking about the past isn’t easy for everybody. But when you trust someone, it can be therapeutic and healing to the heart.

SERIES MASTERLIST

Previous chapter

Pairing: Javier Peña x Female Reader

Word count: +3.3k

Warnings: Angst & comfort❤️‍🩹 Mentions of parent loss and parent abandonment. Mentions of domestic violence. Brief making out scene. Mentions of virginity/first time sex.

A/N: Chapter 6 here we go. Honestly I never thought I’ll go this further🙃 glad I did tho. As always thank u so much for your support and your comments and likes and reblogs, means the world to me!

I’m taking requests, as always!

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Javier Peña was usually always angry and stressed due to the nature of his demanding and complicated work. You were used to see him walking around the office with a frown on his handsome face, leaving the base hurry, his gun tucked on his back, ready for whatever danger the next raid had to offer. He was professional and he was seriously committed with his work and his duties, he was focused on the reason that brought him to Colombia and he was certainly determined to catch Escobar.

However, every time he entered the room where you were, his whole world just lighted up. And now that you had became officially his girlfriend, he was just in a good mood most of the time.

Three days ago, you had accepted him to be your beloved one, and a sense of contentment filled Javier's from that day, a sharp contrast to his typically high-stress life as a DEA agent in Colombia. He still carried the weight of his mission, but your presence made it more manageable. The love and companionship you offered were precious to him, and he cherished every moment you spent together.

Javier wasn't going to lie to himself; he was used to satisfying his sexual needs quite frequently. Given how much he loved and desired you, taking things slow with you might indeed be the most challenging thing he had ever done. However, he wasn't a hormonal teenager, he was a grown ass man, he could keep his dick in his man pants and he could take care of himself.

He hadn't mentioned the idea of going to his or your apartment again, as he was waiting for you to take that step. He didn't dare to ask you such a personal question, but he had also spent the last two nights wondering if you wanted to wait because you might still be a virgin. It was something he had never thought about before, as he genuinely didn't care whether you were or not. He was well aware that both men and women had the right to enjoy their sexuality freely and willingly, and that included you. When he asked you if Diego knew where you lived, and you confirmed it, his mind naturally jumped to the assumption that something might had happened.

Now he needed to know if you were a virgin, just to be aware of your needs and what you expected from him. He was willing to wait for you, he can be patient when it's worth the wait. You were worthy.

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At the end of the workday, while you were organizing the documents you had translated into their corresponding file cabinets and preparing to pack your belongings, Javier appeared in your office. He had a cigarette between his lips and was still dressed in his suit.

"Hey," he announced himself, causing you to turn around with a wide smile. You rushed into his open arms, wrapping yours around his neck and planting a kiss on his lips. "Does that mean you missed me?" he asked playfully.

"I don't know, what does this tell you?" You responded in a lower voice, leaning in again to place another sweet and gentle kiss on him. His hands encircled your waist, squeezing your soft flesh, and he deepened the kiss.

Javier and Steve had been invited to spend the entire day at the Colombian Embassy, attending countless meetings with the new American Ambassador for Colombia. You hadn't seen him all day until now. He hadn't even had time to pick you up from your apartment in the morning, so you had missed him dearly.

"Maybe I should make you miss me more often," he suggested as you broke the contact, his hands pulling you closer.

"Don't you dare," you playfully responded, smoothing his suit and adjusting his tie. "You look handsome, though" you added casually, but when you looked up at him again, you noticed a change in his eyes. They had darkened, and a devilish grin now adorned his face. His playful demeanor took a more seductive turn.

You couldn't deny the chemistry between you two. Every moment with Javier was electric, and your attraction to him was undeniable. His scent, a mix of cologne, cigarettes, and the faintest hint of danger, drew you in. Your heart raced as his lips found yours again in a passionate kiss, and the room seemed to close in around you as he pressed you against the desk, his hands firmly gripping your hips.

Reluctantly, you pushed Javier back slightly, your hands still resting on his strong chest.

"Javi, I..." you began, but he silenced you with another soft kiss.

"I know, bonita," he murmured, his voice still tinged with desire. "It's okay." He took a step back, but his eyes remained fixed on you as his hands moved to hold yours. "I was wondering if you'd like to grab your favorite arepas for takeout and then spend the night at my place."

You hesitated, your mind filled with memories of past experiences that had left you wary of such propositions. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea," you started, your concerns etched on your face.

Javier gave you the most irresistible puppy-dog eyes as he gently lifted your chin with a finger. "Bonita, it's just dinner and share my bed," he reassured. "I promise I won't do anything you don't want, unless you ask me to. Please, you don't even know my apartment yet."

His sincerity and the allure of spending more time with him won you over. A smile crept across your face as you gave a small nod. "Alright, Javi. But if you get any funny ideas, you'll have to answer to me."

Javier grinned, his eyes lighting up. "I promise, bonita. No funny business, unless you're up for it," he swore and winked at you.

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The night sky was pouring rain as you followed Javier to his apartment. Luckily you had an umbrella, which you used to protect the both of you, holding onto his arm as you entered the building. However, your shoes were soaking, causing you to slipped as you tried to cross the hallway to his apartment.

After he found the key and opened the door, he stepped aside, gallantly allowing you to enter first. When he turned on the lights, you were welcomed by a bachelor apartment. The place smelled just like him: a mix of male cologne, cigarettes, whiskey, and a subtle woody undertone.

Javier's apartment had a rugged yet inviting feel to it. The living area was adorned with masculine touches and minimalist decoration. The kitchen appeared almost untouched, leather couches provided ample seating, and a center table with an ashtray took center stage. By the window, there was a small bar table, which gave you a hint that this was indeed a bachelor pad. There where photos nowhere to be seen.

Javier and you took off your shoes and then he gestured toward the living area with a smile. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll go grab our arepas. Anything to drink?" He seemed genuinely excited to have you in his space, his earlier promise of not pushing things evident in his demeanor.

"Will you have coffee by any chance?" you asked, and he nodded.

"Sure, darling," he said as he placed the plastic bag on the table and began setting up an improvised coffee maker on the stove burner. You offered to help, but he insisted you make yourself comfortable on his couch.

A couple of minutes later, he returned to you with a plate of arepas and two mugs of hot coffee. Your shared love for coffee was one of those quirky things that made your connection special. Neither of you was deterred by caffeine late in the evening; it seemed to have no impact on your or Javi's sleep.

"So," you began, sipping your coffee, "how was your day?"

Javi shook his head as he took a bite of an arepa. "Terrible," he muttered when he swallowed the food, "there were so many people. You know, the suit-and-tie assholes who act like catching Escobar is as simple as catching a fuckin' cat."

Javi's expression grew more animated as he spoke. "I swear, they sit in those conference rooms, drinking their fancy coffees, and spouting off about how they'd handle it differently, like it's a damn board game. It's frustrating, dealing with people who have no idea what it's like on the ground."

You nodded, understanding the frustration. "It's easy to have opinions when you're not the one out there, facing the danger."

He smiled, appreciating your understanding.

As you gazed at Javier, your admiration for him deepened. His dedication to his work, the pursuit of justice, and the fight against the drug cartels was nothing short of heroic in your eyes.

You marveled at his unwavering commitment to making the world a better place, even in the face of danger and uncertainty. He was a symbol of bravery and hard work, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride to have him in your life.

His strength, both physically and emotionally, resonated with you. You couldn't imagine the weight of the responsibilities he carried as a DEA agent.

"Your parents must be so proud of you," you said, as you felt a pang of jealousy. You wished you had that kind of affection.

However, you noticed how his eyes suddenly saddened as he bit slowly into his food and looked at you as if he were deciding whether or not to tell you something related to your mention of his family. You and Javier had talked about a lot of things through the time you had known each other, but family hadn't been part of the conversation yet. Both of you had a dark side to that soft spot.

"I hope so," he said finally, "I had to leave my father alone at his ranch back in Laredo, my mother passed away when I was fifteen," he explained. "I can only hope that everything is worth it."

You felt regretful for mentioning his family as soon as you heard him. You could see the pain in his features, memories returning to his mind.

"Oh, Javi, I'm so sorry," you said, suddenly losing your appetite. "I had no idea..."

"Don't worry, bonita," he assured you, softening his eyes, taking your hand to plant a kiss on it. You wouldn't push him to tell you something he wasn't ready to share with you.

However, Javier leaned back on the leather couch, his eyes distant for a moment.

"My father inherited the family business his grandfather started," he began, lighting a cigarette, "he runs a cattle ranch. He was a strict but loving father." He let smoke escape from his mouth, the movement accentuating his sharp jaw. "My mother, she was the real heart of the family, always caring for everyone. There was just the three of us on a big and prosperous ranch. They gave me a beautiful childhood. I learned from them the value of hard work."

A lightning bolt struck in the distance as he continued to open his heart, and the room filled with the smoke from his cigarette. "That was until she was diagnosed with cancer, and she didn't make it within the next six months. Her loss was so sudden, unexpected. It was a tough time, and after she was gone, things changed. I had to grow up fast and take on more responsibilities."

You listened intently, your heart going out to him as he shared a part of his life that he had kept hidden.

"I've always had a good relationship with my father," he admitted, a hint of guilt in his voice. "I felt torn leaving the ranch, but my father encouraged me to pursue my career, just as my mother would have wanted. We talk on the phone regularly; he's the one who keeps me grounded."

You nodded, understanding that the ranch was more than just a place for Javier; it was a part of his identity and a connection to his family. The ache of missing his mother and the responsibilities he had shouldered at a young age had shaped him into the man you knew today, strong and compassionate.

There was a moment of silence, announcing the end of his anecdote. Having shared a significant part of his own family story, he wanted to know more about you. "What about your family, bonita?" he inquired, looking into your eyes with genuine interest. "If you're comfortable, I'd like to hear about them."

You hesitated for a moment, debating whether to open up about your own family experiences. Eventually, you decided it was the right moment to share a piece of your own past.

"Well, I have two lovely older sisters, Sara and Silvia" you began, your voice slightly trembled, "but my relationship with my parents was complicated. We were the ideal picture of a perfect, happy family only when we were in front of others.'' Your voice quivered as you continued, and Javier sat closer, his presence a source of comfort, but he maintained a respectful silence as you shared your past.

"The truth was that my father was a violent, drunk man, and my mother was a strict and very religious woman," you explained, your eyes reflecting the pain of those memories. "She always hoped that our faith would save us from our struggles, but it wasn't that simple."

"As for my father, he left us when I was ten," you continued, your fingers toying with a strand of your hair. "But my relationship with my mother remained strained. She blamed me and my sisters for our father's abandonment. The pressure of her faith and our family's problems made things more difficult."

Javier's gaze remained fixed on you, his brown eyes filled with empathy. "Mi abuelo, my mother's father, was also very religious," you continued, a touch of warmth in your voice as you remembered your grandfather. "But he was so kind and cared so much for his only granddaughters after a family full of boys. He took care of us, and despite my mother's refusal to allow us to study, he paid for the three of us to go to university."

His hand reached out to gently touch yours, offering silent support.

"He and my sisters encouraged me to leave home and follow my dreams, although my mother still doesn't speak to me. She thinks I'm a whore and a stray for having left home 'without getting married,'" you explained. You got lost in the memories of your parents' fights and how you used to hide in the closet with Sara as Silvia played loud music in your shared room to shield her younger sisters from the screams and blows. ''I heard my father remarried and has two sons, but I can't be sure, he never came back to look for us.''

Javier listened to your story with understanding. He could see the pain in your eyes, and it made him want to protect you from the world. You had both shared your deepest scars, and the connection between you had deepened.

After a brief moment of silence, he gently whispered, "Thank you for sharing that with me, bonita."

"You too, Javi. I'm glad that you trust me," you said, leaning in to place a kiss on his soft lips. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a while, the rain outside providing a soothing backdrop to your intimate conversation.

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You weren't sure how things began to heat up. It began with innocent caresses, leading to deeper kisses, and then you found yourself reclined on the length of his couch, his body almost over you, kissing your neck as his hands squeezed your thigh.

Javier was waiting for you to stop him. He would stop immediately if you just pushed him back or said "no." He was waiting for you to take the next step or to put an end to it. And when you didn't, he simply decided to go further and see what would happen.

One of his hands reached to cup one of your breast over the fabric of your dress. You moan in the middle of a kiss as he massaged your soft flesh gentle but confident. Then, he workshiped your body along your waist and hips, until he reached the hem of your dress, lifting it just enough to travel on the soft skin of your bare inner thighs. You whimpered in his ear, causing a shiver to run down his back.

But as soon as you felt his broad hand cupping your core, you gasped and gentle pushed him back.

"Wait," you pleaded as you tried to sit up straight again, catching your breath. He gave you space, pulling back. "Javi, I can't..." you said, trying to find the right words. You noticed how he tried to cover the bulge in his pants with a knitted blanket as if it was nothing. But you knew it was something. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... you know, I..."

"No, I am sorry," he said, his voice doing its best to sound composed. "I promised you there wouldn't be any funny business. I just let myself carried away."

"It's not that I don't want to be with you," you began to explain, "I do, Javi, but I don't feel I'm ready in this moment... I've never been with anyone before, it's just complicated..."

Javier's expression shifted from intense to soft and understanding. "First of all, you don't have to explain anything to me. Secondly, thank you for trusting me enough to share that with me. I don't want you to feel pressured in any way, mi vida. I respect your choices."

You met his eyes, relieved by his response. "I appreciate that, Javi. I've just had some complicated experiences in the past, and I wanted my first time to be with someone special, someone I really care about." Your hand reached for his cheek, brushing a thumb on his growing facial hair. "I care about you and I want to be with you eventually, I just need a little more time," you assured.

A tender smile spread across Javier's face, and he leaned in to place a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I'm honored that you've shared this with me. I promise to be patient and to take things at your pace," he murmured, showing his understanding and support.

"Javi," you said, cheeks burning red, as you noticed he was having a tough time trying to conceal his desires. "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Javier chuckled softly, clearly appreciating the humor in the situation. "Yeah, maybe I should," he replied with a lighthearted grin. "I'll be back in a minute. Don't go anywhere."

You flushed. "Don't worry, I'm not planning an escape."

He disappeared into what looked like his bedroom, and you couldn't help but giggle to yourself. The situation had shifted, but it was comforting to know that Javier respected your boundaries and was willing to take things at a pace that made you comfortable.

A moment later, Javi returned with his hair wet and dressed in sleeping pants and a t-shirt. You realized that you had never seen him like this before: so homely, relaxed, vulnerable, simple.

You couldn't help but smile at the contrast between the fierce DEA agent you knew and the cozy, relaxed man he was right now. You were used to seeing him in his usual shirts, jeans, and boots for raids, or suits and business shoes for meetings. The man in front of you looked like he had never used a firearm before, like he had never chased a drug dealer. He looked just like an ordinary early-middle-aged man.

As Javier settled down next to you on the couch, he let out a contented sigh. "This feels good," he admitted, looking around his own apartment as if he was appreciating it in a new light.You nodded in agreement, appreciating this intimate moment of vulnerability. It was a side of him you cherished, and it only made you feel closer to him.With a sense of peace, you snuggled up beside Javier on the couch, and you both enjoyed the simple comfort of being together in his cozy apartment, where for a while, the challenges of your lives were left behind.

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lovejosephquinn · 1 year

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Heyy! Love your work!

I have a request: Joe and reader on their wedding day! The whole thing... the anxiety before the altar, the ceremony, the party...

Thanks in advance! 🙃

Thank you so much! 🥰

No words, just here sobbing at the thought of our sweet boy being happy. I hope this is fluffy enough for you. Enjoy x

You take one last look at yourself in the mirror, you'd never ever thought yourself ugly nor insanely attractive, but the beautiful white dress you wore changed your mind, you looked outstanding. This was the last time you would see yourself again before you were to marry the love of your life, the moment your father walked you down the long aisle at the alter to your about to be husband, today you were to become Mrs. Quinn.

You'd be lying to yourself if the anxiety hadn't taken over and you'd not slept a wink last night, you were so nervous; the clumsy fool in you constantly imagining you tripping over your dress and falling over. Or maybe even the worry that Joe would change his mind at last minute, in the darkest depths of your mind you knew you were being stupid. Your parents commented on how beautiful you looked, you'd shared a first look with your bridesmaid, your best friend yelling towards you how repulsive you looked whilst she practically sobbed her heart out. You got into the car with your dad, whilst your mum took the other ride to the church with the bridesmaids, the sun was shining above you, the summer breeze flew through the crack in the window, your dad clung his hand to yours, squeezing ever so slightly a sweet silent gesture that he was there with you all the way.

Joe was already there welcoming all the guests along with his best man and his parents. His mum had already shed a few tears, worrying about ruining her make up and rushing off to the bathroom several times. His anxiety mirrored yours well, you hadn't spoke since yesterday morning, mainly as you were both kept busy and distracted from the day ahead but purely because you wanted to keep this going the traditional way.

Joe took his place at the front, his best man and indeed best friend of his life Wesley, patted him on the shoulder. "This is it mate." he whispered as the music began to play. The photographer stood in the corner, snapping shots of Joe, through the lens you could see the way the entirety of his body was shaking, the way his hands clenched together and the way he smiled as he watched your bridesmaids walk down the aisle. The music hit it's dramatic point, everybody stood out of their seats and the notes of the song began flying high which gave you your grand entrance into the church, linking arms with your dad and holding onto your flowers like your life depended on it.

The guests, your family and his all watched you, but nobodies gaze was more beautiful than that of your future husband's, tears streamed down his face without warning the moment he saw you walk through the doors. You stared at him all the way down, your features beaming. He shook is head in disbelief, in a way of saying how did I ever deserve you? Even Wesley shed a tear, the both of you had got a long the moment Joe introduced you to him so it was practically a given that he'd get emotional too, especially down to the fact that his best friend had found true happiness.

What felt like a mile, was about 30 steps down and you finally came face to face with Joe, you turned to your dad who stroked your cheek and gave Joe an accepting nod. "Look after her son." Joe smiled a fully enamoured smile back at him. "Always." Joe took your hand and kissed onto your knuckles.

"You look absolutely beautiful, baby."

Seeing the tears refilling in Joe's eyes saw yours setting off too, you'd managed to keep it all in until that very second. "You look as gorgeous as ever." You returned the compliment, watching Joe's cheeks flush just as yours were. You turned to the minister who began the ceremony.

"Welcome everyone, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of two lives. These two separate people have chosen this special time and place to be married to each other. The decision to marry is not entered into lightly, but rather is undertaken with great consideration and respect for both the other person and oneself. You as friends and family are able to celebrate with Joseph and Y/N in the making of this important commitment."

The minister drabbled on in the usual speech, but you and Joe had filtered out into your thoughts, your eyes just burning into each others souls with pure love and happiness. The minister cleared his throat bringing you back down to earth, earning a stifle of laughter from the guests, clearly learning you were both caught off guard.

"Now we celebrate the love that Joseph and Y/N have for each other and as family and friends you give social recognition to their intention to permanently accept the other by reciting the marriage vows: Joseph. Do you take this woman to be your wedded wife?"

Joe let out a huge exhale, the two words he'd practiced so much in the last year were finally here and it was unlike any other script he'd had to learn in his career, this was both the easiest and hardest moment of your lives, with his head held high, he shot you the most beautiful toothy grin. "I do."

"Will you love her, honour and keep her, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, and keep yourself only unto her as long as you both shall live?"

"I- I will." his voice stuttered through the hitch in his throat, watching as you wiped your tears from your face.

The minister repeated the same traditional montage to you and of course you replied the same as Joe. He then took it in turns to recite the main vows of them all.

The minister started and Joe copied bit by bit. "I, Joseph , take you Y/N, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part."

The same was repeated once again from your lips, Joe's eyes shimmering, you could almost see yourself through the reflection.

The ring bearer, one of your little cousins brought the silver plated rings over, his dutiful little walk and his head held high had you both grinning down at him, gaining an aww from the audience.

You pledged your love to one another, fitting the rings onto each others left hand, all shiny and new. Your hands shaking held in each others grasp now.

"Joseph and Y/N have formalized their vows and the bond between them in your presence and in mine, by the powers vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Cheers, applause and flashes from the camera erupted the room, bouncing off the walls with delight as Joe leaned down and gave you the sweetest kiss you could've ever imagined. Nothing too much but nothing too little. Perfect.

Your guests were took outside by the staff, all stood in few lines making a pathway for you and Joe to walk through. Confetti at the ready and happy tears being shed here there and everywhere, shortly after you both walked out as the newly married couple and were coated in fake petals and confetti. The photographer shot so many happy images, the two of you absolutely thrilled, you'd truly never loved one another more than this moment in time. Spouts of laughter and chatter clung to the air as everyone gathered in a beautifully decorated garden to have champagne, conversating and watching over the two of you having your photo taken in several different poses. Your bridesmaids joining you, Wesley, your and Joe's parents and the rest of your families.

The last photo saw you and Joe in the most natural pose, smiling up at one another. Joe muttered to you just after the flash hit, "I love you so much, Mrs Quinn."

You couldn't believe that you were finally his little wifey, the day you'd practically imagined since you laid eyes on him, the day that you shared your first date, the day you fell in love with him, the day he asked you to be his girlfriend, the many happy memories you shared together over the last few years and the moment he proposed to you on that beautiful starry night under the gleaming Eiffel Tower.

"And I love you so much, Mr Quinn." Joe slowly brought his lips to meet yours in a more passionate kiss, it felt like time had stopped for a split second and that it was just the two of you, his hand cupping your cheek and your fingers gripping to his waist, leaning up onto your tip toes to be able to feel the way his lips moved against yours.

Your foreheads pressed together and you stood in pure silence in each other's own little world for that mere instance, your own little fairy tale wedding, your own happily ever after. Him.

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richonnesbitch · 2 months

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No no no don’t get me started on the later TWD seasons. Everybody knows the show had already taken a dip in quality by that time (nobody was here for all that damn leaning and monologuing… And suffering through 2 seasons of it for it to not even end in a death… I need them to bffr. But the new dip in quality post bridge was lethal.

There were so many things wrong! Obviously it was already a problem before but my god, there were too many damn scenes in the dark. You couldn’t even see half the stuff that was happening. They kept introducing new characters instead of building the ones that were already there! By the end of it you barely knew or cared for most of them?! Like, the head on the spikes thing did not hit. Half the people it was like.. who dis??? And the other half it was like.. ok?! Sure, I’m sorry *for* Carol; losing another child, I’m sorry *for* Ezekiel. But *I*’m not really feeling any type of way about Henri dying. And there was Tara. I’m not saying it endeared Alpha to me but… I was not mourning either 🙃 The way they had everybody treat Lydia (ex-Whisperer) as if the people complaining were not themselves former Saviors or didn’t roll up to the prison with the Governor, Tara. The whole Negan redemption arc, period! And that redemption happening partially through his relationship with Judith! And Lydia too. And having him on some kind of „I would never and did not hurt kids“ bs. Ikyfl. And and and. But the worst offence to me was definitely how everybody was treating Michonne! Catch these hands!!! The way they gave her no grace and leeway after Rick’s death! Having to go through a pregnancy alone! Jocelyn! Meanwhile Maggie did a lot of similar things or even worse but nobody batted an eye. But everybody is mad at Michonne. The f#cking charter. To this day, I will celebrate Tara’s death because of the charter, idc idc. Stealing the charter -write your own if it’s so important???!- because it’s collecting dust in Alexandria just so you could (checks notes) let it collect dust at the Hilltop? And then Michonne isn’t even one of the people signing it??? And don’t even let me get into the torture p0rn that was Scars… And I actually need to stop here because I’m getting heated fr fr 😤

You said it perfectly! Keep on ranting all you want. I'm totally agreeing so far.

#michonne grimes #rick grimes #richonne #the walking dead #twd #the ones who live #towl

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centralperkchenford · 9 months

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Could you do one we’re Lucy get sick but goes into work anyway and everybody is asking her if she’s ok but then grey makes Tim go home and take care of her

A couple of summers ago I had a bad sinus infection and the headache was so bad I went to the emergency room so this is based on that. Also they never diagnosed me with a sinus infection because my nose wasn’t runny but I definitely had one 😅🙃

Touch me and you'll never be alone

Lucy coughs once and then twice and she groans her chest hurting as she does. She sees Angela give her a concerned look from her desk and Lucy busies herself by looking at the paper on her desk. But she can’t concentrate, everything hurts, from her chest to her head to her muscles. She feels like she can’t move without groaning in pain. Tim left before her today but if he had known she wasn’t feeling well he would have insisted she stay home. And then he would have been worried all day about her.

But Lucy is stubborn and she hates missing work and she hates worrying Tim. So she sucked it up and came to work.

She coughs again and this time she lays her head on her desk for a minute relishing in the coolness of the wood. She lifts her head up to see Angela standing over her.

“Lucy.” She says sternly. “Are you okay?” Lucy licks her dry lips and the nods, trying not to grimace.

“Yes.” She says hoarsely. “I’m fine.” Angela looks around the station as if she’s looking for someone and Lucy shakes her head again despite her head pounding when she does.

“Don’t tell Tim.” She says. “He will freak out and if he’s on a case he will lose concentration.” Angela looks hesitant to agree to that but Lucy smiles at her. “I’m fine. I promise.” She says and takes a drink of water, the coolness feeling good on her now sore throat. Angela nods and goes back to her desk. Lucy feels her eyes on her every so often.

***

Lucy is not fine and she knows it. But she powers on as she gets up to deliver something to Carradine. She gets dizzy and has to hold onto the edge of a desk before continuing, tears burn in her eyes as the lightheadedness slowly dissipates.

“Woah Chen. You don’t look so good.” Carradine says as soon as he sees her. She waves him off much like she did to Angela.

“Does Bradford know you are sick?” He asks hesitantly. And she does her best to glare at him but she imagines she looks pretty pathetic.

“No. And he doesn’t need to know.” She says quickly. “He will just worry.”

Carradine raises his eyebrows at her in half amusement and half exasperation. “He is your husband Chen. He is suppose to worry.” He says but Lucy waves him off again turning around to do a quick undignified cough. “I’m fine.” She says not looking at him and handing him the papers.

Carradine raises his eyebrows again but doesn’t say anything so Lucy turns around and walks away her eyes burning once again as she does.

***

Lucy is pretty sure she’s even sicker than she was when she started work. It’s past lunch time but she didn’t have anything, her stomach clenching anytime she thought about food. But once again she powers on knowing she only has a few more hours to get through. She leans back in her chair and closes her eyes. She’s not sure how long she’s been asleep but she feels someone gentling shaking her.

“Lucy.” Comes Grey’s voice and she blinks up at him. Her head still pounding as she tries to focus on him.

“Hmmm.” She mumbles and she hears Grey huff out a laugh.

“Lucy you are sick.” He says gently. “You need to go home.” But Lucy shakes her head and sits up.

“I swear I’m fine.” She says but Grey gives her a dubious look.

“You have been telling everyone that.” He says. “But I don’t buy it.” Lucy sits up pin straight and then grabs her pen from the desk.

“I just have to finish my work.” She says her voice coming out much more nasally than before. “I promise.”

Grey gives her another dubious look and then walks off and she gives a sigh of relief. She looks around to make sure he’s out of sight and then leans back again. Her eyes haven’t even been closed three minutes when she hears yet another voice from above her except this one is.. soothing. Tim

“Luce.” Tim says and she feels his large hand on her forehead smoothing back her hair. She opens her eyes and sees her husband looking at her in concern. “Luce, how long have you been sick?”

Lucy shrugs arching up so she can feel his hand more. “Since this morning. Well technically last night. I suppose.” She admits. Tim shakes his head and then pulls her up into his arms and she immediately nuzzles into his chest. As much as she didn’t want to worry Tim, she can’t resist being in his arms. He is exactly what she needs. Her remedy.

She feels a light kiss on the top of her head and voices around her but all she cares about is Tim’s warmth.

“I’ll take her home.” She hears Tim say to someone. “I got it from here.” She feels Tim gently leading her out but she’s really not aware of where she is. She hears Tim unlock his truck and then lifts her in when she refuses to let go of him.

“Luce.” He mumbles when she is still holding on to his shirt. “I need you to let go baby so we can get home and you can go to bed.” She shakes her head and clings to him tighter not wanting his warmth to go away.

“I will cuddle you when we get home.” He says softly. He places his hand on her forehead, and she hears him growl a little bit. “Did people notice you were sick? Other than Grey.” He asks. Lucy winces a little not wanting to tell him both Angela and Carradine had noticed and insisted she go home.

“I felt fine.” She lies. Tim tuts a little and Lucy finally relents and let’s go.

“I’m going to have a talk with whoever knew you were sick.” He says firmly. “I want to know right away.”

Lucy is about to say something but Tim is gently closing the door and next thing she knows he’s backing out.

She dozes off on the way home, her head still pounding. She feels Tim’s hand on her hand rubbing soothing circles on it. And then she hears the truck turn off and the driver side door opening and closing. And soon Tim is pulling her from the truck and back into his arms. She relaxes immediately as he pulls her into the house. He deposits her on the couch, and in her dizzy and delirious state she just sits there.

Tim comes back pressing two aspirins and a cold water bottle into her hands. “Take these and drink the water.” He commands firmly but softly. “And then you are going to take a shower to clear up your sinuses and then you are going to bed.” Lucy reaches for him and he puts his hand on her cheek, his wedding ring cold against it.

She does as he says and then he’s lifting her up again and pulling her towards the bathroom. He undresses her gently and normally she would want to jump him but she can barely move. He gets her undressed and into the warm shower, the steam helping her breathe a little easier. Tim helps her wash and then wraps a towel around her when she’s done. He pulls out her pajama shorts and one of his shirts knowing those are her favorite thing to wear to bed.

He places her into bed and she’s vaguely aware of him gently kissing her forehead. She falls asleep pretty quickly after that.

***

Lucy wakes up and she glances out the window, it’s still light out. She groans as she rolls over and buries her face into Tim’s pillow. She breathes in his scent and then realizes it’s not enough and she needs the actual thing. She rolls out of bed slowly, her head wasn’t pounding as hard nor did her muscles ache as much. She makes her way into the living room where she found Tim on the sofa. He looks up as she comes into the living room, he gives her a soft smile as he meets her halfway.

“How do you feel?” He asks kissing her on the forehead. She sways a little bit and Tim leads her to the couch.

“Better.” She says truthfully. Tim purses his lips and pulls her down so her head is in his lap.

“Thanks for taking care of me.” She mutters. Tim pushes some hair out of her face pressing his finger to her pressure point. It immediately soothes her.

“Of course.” He says. “I just wish you would have stayed home. There is no need for you to feel miserable at work.”

Lucy closes her eyes and just hmmms quietly. Tim chuckles softly before grabbing Lucy’s hand and holding it.

“You promised me cuddles.” She says suddenly. Tim runs his hands through her hair, softly and gently.

“We have all night for that baby.” He says and Lucy nods satisfied with his answer. And to be honest they have the rest of their lives to cuddle and take care of each other. And Lucy wouldn’t have it any other way.

#chenford #the rookie #chenford fanfic #tim bradford #tim x lucy #lucy chen #chenford fic #anon answered

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texasbama · 2 months

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Hiya I know you're a safe space and I need to get this out, so sorry in advance 🙃.

I see how amazing canon bi buck is for the queer community and I don't mind how it happened in canon. But while I should be happy, I actually kind of feel like I'm mourning? I'm so attached to eddie, maybe unhealthily so, and the ensemble found family dynamic is what first brought me to the show. For a while it's been a struggle having the fandom basically shove buck into every spec or storyline and act like he is a perfect angel and the centre of the universe. But there was always the eddiezers and it was more balanced. But now literally EVERYBODY is all about buck and tommy. It feels like the rest of the show doesn't even exist. I know its only been a couple of days but going on social media now just makes me anxious and idk why really. I'm worried about future eddie storylines, I'm desperate for marisol to disappear, but the vibe is that now buck is bi nothing else matters, we've won apparently, who even cares about eddie or the other characters because buck kissed a man.

Also I'm sex-repulsed ace and people saying how if you don't like it you're a purist and an evangelical and homophobic and biphobic actually makes me feel like shit. I never really understood wanting two characters to have sex 'because why not', because I don't understand why anyone wants to ever lol. I can only read buddie smut in very specific scenarios and most of the time i skip even that. And the rhetoric in a lot of tumblr space recently makes me feel like a bad person for not being all for it 100%. I don't think I've explained myself well here but I tried. You don't have to reply or post this either, I just wanted to reach out to someone in fandom who won't jump down my throat for it 😅. 911 is kind of a hyperfixation of mine so even though I'm trying to stay away as much as possible so as to not make myself more upset but I have no idea what to do with myself otherwise 🫠. Thanks for reading and sorry for unloading on you

Please don’t apologize, im happy you felt like I was a safe space. Im gonna break this into two parts and I hope I can articulate myself correctly lol

1) the first few days after an episode, any episode but especially one like this, isn’t indicative of fandom as a whole. Emotions are heightened due to what happened in the episode. Everyone is screaming about something and it’s in your face ya know? This week something HUGE happened, so yes people are talking about it. It was to be expected. We must make space for people to be happy about it. It’s a beautiful thing and queer joy MUST be celebrated.

This show (for the most part) has done a beautiful job of giving each character their time to shine(some more so than others but thats a conversation for a different day). Coming off 7x04, yes the headline is Bi Buck. And it will continue to be for a while, but it’s important to remember that YOU curate your fandom experience. I don’t blame you at all for what you’re feeling, ESPECIALLY as an Eddie girlie(gn), like I get it! Trust me! I’ve had to carefully maneuver through some emotions this week myself. I’m human! But filtering and being able to step away is everything.

Being excited about the storyline and also hoping and wanting more from other storylines are two things that can be true at the same time. It’s not one or the other. Remember that.

2) im going to say this and just know the caps is because I am just passionate. I promise you, its yelling at you with love okay?

I know it is easier said than done, but don’t you EVER allow ANYONE on this fucking hellsite make you feel less than or that your asexuality is anything but 100% valid. YOU are valid, you hear me?

Okay. I had to make sure to say that first. Whew. Now. As for the fandom piece of it all, we have to remember that there levels to it. You are allowed to feel the way you feel about sex, BUT it’s also important to remember that sex positivity (and those who express it) is also a good and valid. If you feel like there are blogs that talk down to you, imply that YOU are homophobic or biphobic simply because YOU are not doing cartwheels about different sex acts, then block. Unfollow. Do whatever you need to. Those people are scum.

Listen to me *pulls you close*, this is always a safe space. You are a valid, your existence and experiences are valid. And anyone who makes you question that can fuck right off. And lastly, HAPPY ASEXUALITY DAY TO YOU SPECIFICALLY! MUAH! 💜🤍🩶🖤

#this got REALLY long and I am sorry for that lmfaoooo #911 asks

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Hey, so I'm the person who sent you the ask three days ago asking how you cope with burnout and such. I just want to say the advice you gave was hands down the best writing advice I've ever gotten, and it gave me so much hope. I have to thank you for not answering how many tend to do with the passive-aggressive "Perhaps writing just isn't for you if you can't push through burnout. 🙃" as well, because I can't tell you how much that has beat me down.

I've now gone from an average of thirty minutes of writing a day until I lose motivation to THREE HOURS. That's the quickest, most drastic progress I've EVER made.

You inspired me so much. I wish I could hug you. Ily.

You've been given silly advice in the past. The only time I would ever warn someone that way (and I say "that way" loosely because that delivery SUCKS) is if they were trying to live 100% off of their writing, because bills are bills and you can't wait for inspiration if that's your job.

But writing as a hobby, as a skill, as an act of creation that humans frequently engage in? Absolutely there is room for everybody. The people that tend to be hit hardest with burnout (in my experience) burn the brightest when actively in the act of creating. They can put together things in a short span of time that would be impossible for other people. We all have our strengths and weaknesses and rather than hold one brain wiring or whatever up as "better" I think learning how to work with what you have will eventually work with you to create something that feels worthwhile. You just need to be patient and kind to yourself until you get there.

I've also had some pretty bad writing teachers. I'm not interested in being that kind of hurdle to "overcome" in anyone else's writing journey by being anything other than encouraging.

Congrats on the progress!! I hope it stays with you, and when it lapses again I hope you enjoy having time to rest and enjoy yourself in other ways so you're ready to go again when the time comes :}

[Sends a virtual hug your way.]

#glitch answers #writing advice #saying that people that burn out a lot aren't fit to be writers feels a bit ableist to me as well lmao don't listen to that #and even professional writers deal with burnout!! they just have so much experience writing they know how to ride it out better

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joyswonderland1108 · 1 year

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🙃

I know i said that my biases are Jimin and JK but i never said i wasn’t a big fan of 3J which means that if Hobi is being disrespected imma snap your head in half!

Every time i come here to talk about something nice there’s a whole mess going on that at this point my blog is turning to a rant blog ffs. When did this fandom become like this? When did the toxicity became huge to the point where you can’t go a day without something disgusting being spread online?

So by now everybody knows that Hybe posted an announcement about Hobi’s upcoming enlistment that he started the procedure already, we saw that coming but it’s still upsetting of course, we still felt sad knowing how real it’s becoming that Hobi is leaving for MS too. So we’re trying to come to terms with it and another announcement only this time it’s a happier one:

We were also able to see our Sunshine live

(Credits to Dalto on Twitter)

Now i believe you see where this is going right? So Hope on the street is a single set to be released on March 3rd, key word here : SINGLE. One song. But of course dickheads have a thing to say right? Saying how he is interfering with Jimin’s solo if he couldn’t release it before why choose now bla bla bla rat language.

I’ve mentioned in my previous post that even one song can take a while let alone many, some artists spent 2 3 years on one song, it’s called perfectioning it, working on every possible flaw so that the end result is something that lets the artist feel satisfied with the hard work he put in it. So to answer the “why didn’t he release it before?” simply because he couldn’t “why won’t he release it later?” simply because he can’t.

Now saying that he’s interfering with Jimin’s solo.. There are 20 days between March 3rd and March 24th (not including both dates) and again am going back to the key word, it’s a SINGLE it’s only one song how tf is that interfering with Jimin’s solo? There’s enough time to give attention to Hope on the street and also be ready for FACE.

It’s actually funny to see people try to make it a competition between none other than Jihope like.. Be so fr right fucking now! It’s not like y’all are legally blind to not notice how close those two are, they’re besties, and more than anything they are happy for each other so for a bunch of low-life strangers trying to put their 2 useless cents of thoughts on the matter.. y’all just shut the fuck up

Now if Hobi just decided to enlist without dropping anything, people would be saying how he’s not appreciating Army he just left like that or why did he wait all that time to enlist if he doesn’t have more work to do or or or.. Of course there’s always something to complain about, this fandom is never satisfied and would you look at that, the boys still think about this stupid fandom and dedicate their work to them.

Honestly there should be a whole separate new fandom for our boys, a private one that is, Vip or whatever you wanna call it, like you can’t get into that fandom unless you pass the morals test, the personality test, etc.. Army be fighting with that other fandom (not mentioning the name but y’all already know who, no hate to the girlies they’re cool, can’t say the same thing about their fandom tho) when they’re no better, creating shit INSIDE the fandom to begin with.

It’s seriously getting tiring and sickening how people were just allowed to become this hateful, it’s like they forget that they got into this fandom that was started because of BTS like.. THE WHOLE BAND! Yes these 7 men are all different and unique but they’re also part of the same band whether you like it or not and if they wanted to go solo like many of y’all are dying for it to happen they would’ve done it a while ago it’s not the first time idols leave their band to go on a solo journey. If y’all have no respect for these boys as a band at least have respect towards your favs and what they want, what they wish for and the people they love.

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skibasyndrome · 2 months

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Hey Simon 💜,

I was wondering about 8, 9, 14, 24, 31, 33, 38 and 40 for the fanfic asks.

Please just pick the ones you want to answer :)

Hiiii, thank you so much for the ask, dear Sophia 🥰💜

8. How slow is a slow burn?

God do I love a slow burn. But at the same time! With Wilmon slow burn just feels near impossible. I feel like there's always already this spark of intense interest with them, at least when I write them.

But tbh, my definition of a slow burn is very wide. Do they long and pine for two chapters? Slow burn. Do they long and pine for 20 chapters? Slow burn. Whatever feels like it's right for the story.

But yeah, idk if I could ever do the more general definition of a slow burn justice, lol, I mean I had Wilmon hooking up in a club and Wille is already plotting their future together 😭😅

9. Thoughts on cliffhangers.

LOVE. They PAIN me, but fuck, do I love cliffhangers. I haven't really had a chance to use them because I haven't posted any longer fics but let me tell youuuu cliffhangers are coming!

14. Write and share the first sentence of a new fic. Just that.

Simon hurries along the path towards the lecture hall, backpack slung over one shoulder and camera in his hand.

(iykyk 👀)

24. Thoughts on flashbacks/flashforwards.

Hmmm, I've personally never used them a lot because I can never quite manage to weave them in organically imo. If I so have to refer to something in the past I generally try to keep it short and as vague as possible.

31. What was the most difficult fic for you to write (but in the end you made it)?

Hmmm... I mean I gotta say that back in the day I simply never finished fics that seemed too difficult 💀 But for my new writing "era" or whatever you wanna call it I reeeeaaaally struggled with Never Letting You Go because I somehow had all these doubts and all these fears and was convinced that everybody would hate it 🙃 But you know that best, Sophia, thanks for helping me get through that low 💜

33. Give your writing a compliment.

I like to think that my explicit scenes are realistic 👀

38. "This never happened" fix-it fics or "this happened but" fix-it fics?

Ohhhh, I love when people find a way to fix things while keeping the problem in there. That's just super impressive. Idk if I could do that though, I like to just ignore inconvenient parts of canon with no reason other than "because I said so".

40. Write a 9-word fic.

this is so fun but so difficult every time

They collided, setting fire to the air around them.

Please send me writing asks <3

#sillylittleflower #writing asks #answered

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https://twitter.com/jmnpromise/status/1584878533255364608?t=xtBET9bYwZQnFeXk5uGxZg&s=19

Goldy what's your take on tge shift of yoonmin dynamic? We know that suga used to adore jm and was close back in the days but at some point they get distant from each other, then we see them latly close again being paired up most of the time and suga tries to complement jm a lot, do you think that they hade some issues in the past and know they're working on their friendship?

Oh YOOOONMMMMMIINNNNNN!!!! My old love☹

Take a look here people- A true hyung dongsang relationship dynamic unfolding before our very eyes😍😍😍😍😍😋

Chilee not me feeling all warm and fussy inside🤧

Look at JM's cheek to cheek smile🥺🥺🥺🥺

No but Suga is so coola!

Glad to see him take a compliment back without cringing good for him.

He is what I wished I could be to Jimin if I didn't want to fuck him🙃

Just give give give to him but take nothing in return, want nothing, expect nothing cos I know my feelings will never be reciprocated🙃

But my toxicity would not allow me to be his friend 😴

Certainly not Jungkook's.

Neither he nor I are Santa and your boy gotta pay up

There's nothing wrong with them. That's just their dynamic. They're not in love but they don't hate eachother either. They bicker, then they go civil, then the next moment it's nuclear war and Jimin is cussing out in French Spanish and Swahili 😭

But it's all love.

If it helps think of JM as periodically having PMS around Suga. Sometimes it's nothing personal, he just doesn't want to be touched or dotted on or have people cling on to him while he trying to stand there serve looks and look pretty for the camera🙂

Seen his legs when he stands? I rest my case.

If your mom never slicked down your brows with her saliva in front of your friends you won't know JMs pain😭😭😭😭😭😭

You can't go anywhere with bangtan sometimes 😫😫

Other times too frankly his boyfriend just isn't in a good mood and he doesn't want to make things worse between them by feeding ships😕

Yoonmin are not the naturally gravitating towards each other duo in the group. Doesn't mean they have bad blood. But when you have Jikook constantly sitting together gravitating towards eachother it leaves no room for them to be seen with other people.

Sometimes its necessary the company steps in to pair members up if not we wouldn't get a single content on certain ships- AT ALL.

Curating ships by the company is an affirmative action and a way to guarantee equitable distribution else that's when they get accused of playing favoritism. That's when certain ships state complaining the company is hiding their ship content blah blah blah BORING.

And I think Jimin lowkey is aware of this so sometimes he tries. He tries to make time. Sit apart from Jungkook. Interact with other members lest they start complaining they've missed him etc.

When Jikook are "forced apart" most times they are on board with it- JM is. Jungkook don't give a fuck. No need to draw unnecessary attention to them or have people asking unnecessary questions like why yall two always together, why don't you hang out with this person or that person also.

Like how recently JM said he was gonna come fo a live with V and suddenly everyone is like do one with JK too, Suga too- then he's like I'll bring everybody. Jungkook would up said straight up he's gone what he's gone do.

Any way. You are right.

Jimin have always looked up to Suga within the group because he respects the man Suga is at his core. Suga gives sound advice and he's been a constant source of inspiration and encouragement- Jimin I really blessed.

Yoonmin isn't Vmin and so we don't expect the same level of vulnerability and intimacy that's the signature of Vmin in Yoonmin. That would be like comparing apples and oranges.

But there is a vulnerability to them in the way Suga being a senior takes care of this younger one. Or even in the way Jimin brings himself to take his nurturing and his advice.

Jimin is irreplaceable. He has the best voice among the singers or so Yoongi believes. And that's just the thing with them, Suga believes in the potential of Jimin just as Jimin believes in the potential of Jungkook. In a way those two ships can be very similar if you want to take the bangtan hyung/dongsaeng relationship dynamics as an equation.

I'd say Suga is the best hyung in the group in terms of his relationship with the younger ones and Jimin will come second to him- seen in his relationship with Jungkook. And if you want to take his relationship with the hyungs into consideration too💀

Hobi is great too but I don't see him mentoring the boys the way Suga or Namjoon does. Yet he is best at nurturing them and catering to their emotional needs. However you are not about to catch him taking anyone out to the bar to bond as per ethnic male culture or masculine traditions.

Suga gives off Rafiki vibes if you know what I mean

Its giving spiritual guide and sage to Jimin.

He's had profound influence on Jimin's self confidence than people give him credit for. He's always the one telling Jimin, go for it, you can do it, nevermind what people will say, don't be shy, there's nothing embarrassing about this. You are beautiful, your voice is unique, believe in yourself, I will always believe in you.

He affirms JM which is one of the purest ways to express love for another.

You know that nevermind tattoo is on his ribs for a reason.

Suga is wise but also very ambitious and a go getter.

That's something I see in Jimin also. But he needs a bit of a push sometimes and Suga and Namjoon are very good at spurring him on.

They are adorable.

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