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'cql finale was bad' to YOU. I understand subtext and symbolism and unspoken connections and the realities of censorship and also they were literally together at the end what the fuck more did you want
#'ohh they were apart' so????? they came back together#I hate to pull out the media literacy card but if you truly hate the ending I don't think yoj like ubderstood any of it at all#cc lwj I can understand disliking but a temporary separation is not the WORST that can happen be reasonable#have you SEEN himym. game of thrones. wonder egg priority. now those are bad finales#imvm very passionate about bad endings actually. they are far more unforgettable than boring ones#cor.txt
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Spencer Reid x Female!Reader
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Request: Anonymous asked: Could you please write one where the reader and Spencer Reid have been secretly dating for over a year. The reader starts to feel ill a lot, which of course JJ and Emily notice and ask if she might be pregnant. She says it's possible so one of them buys her a few pregnancy tests. She ends up taking 3 and they are all positive. She is happy with the results so She shows the other two them. Emily and JJ are happy for her but they both immediately start trying to figure out who the father is. She refuses to tell who he is until she has the chance to tell him. That night at her apartment when Spencer comes over and she tells him. He is happy! The next few days go by and Emily and JJ keep bugging her to find out the father's identity. She says nothing but they do start to notice that Spencer is paying more attention to her. They begin to question him and he ends up cracking. They freak out and the others come over to them. That's when they find out about their relationship and baby Reid. Fluffy, please?
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“I urm. Guess I should go up first.” Reid said as the two of you approached the building. You watched him hurry through the crowds of agents and dart into the lift which closed before you had gotten halfway through the entrance hall.
By the time you came up off the lift, Reid was sitting on his desk, talking to Emily and Derek. Emily spotted you as you came in and smiled. “Hey!” She said cheerfully.
“Hey. What’s going on?” You asked. Reid glanced at you and smiled as you tried not to smile back in a way that would make Emily suspicious. You missed the look she shot Derek who wiggled his eyebrows and grinned.
“We’re talking bets on whether Reid can guess the number of people living in different cities.” Derek explained to you.
“He’s been right so far.” Emily muttered. Before they would give him another city, Hotch called you all to the round table room. As the meeting started you felt a wave of unease come over you and hurried to excuse yourself. Reid started to get up and follow you but Garcia beat him to it. She stood outside the bathroom stall that you rushed into.
“You know if you’re feeling sick you shouldn't go.” Garcia said. The door opened and you came out of the stall to find Emily and JJ had joined her.
“You’ve been sick a lot lately.” JJ said quietly. She glanced at Emily when you cleared your throat.
“Oh? Have I?” You asked. JJ reached onto the counter she was leaning on and revealed a box of tests.
“Maybe you should do one?” She asked and smiled, Emily did the same while Garcia’s eyes went wide as she started putting everything together. Reluctantly you took one of the tests and went back into the bathroom. You could hear Garcia excitedly talking about what was happening and you took a few moments to gather yourself before doing the test. You did all three that were in the box and came out.
“You knew.” Emily said and smiled.
“You did? How do you know?” Garcia asked.
“(Y/N) didn’t even bother looking at them.” JJ answered for her. She grinned and showed off the test. “So… who's the mystery man?”
“Hey guys if you’re all in there we need to get going?” Derek called. He had cracked open the door enough to call through but hadn’t come into the room. You sighed and smiled, yanking the door open, grateful for an escape. Derek looked quite surprised when you rushed past him.
JJ flagged down Hotch who stopped and spoke with her. “I’m staying here?” You asked before he could say anything.
“We can talk about you going into the field when we get back. I’d feel better if you sat this one out.” Hotch said quickly. You nodded, knowing that you wouldn’t win the argument and followed Garcia to her office.
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“Oh. Maybe it’s that guy. The one from…” Emily said eagerly.
“Ohh! Yeah. He liked (Y/N).” JJ grinned. Reid stood near them as they left the crime scene and frowned, following them slowly.
“Who liked (Y/N)?” He asked and tried rather hard to sound curious.
“Some guy at a store we go to for lunch.” JJ said quickly. He nodded slowly and said nothing else. Rossi grinned and hung back to talk to Hotch.
“So urm. We both know what happened right?” He asked. Hotch almost smiled though he held it back not wanting to look inappropriate to the detectives that were showing them around the crime scenes and nodded.
“Of course. I’m good at my job. I assume they’ll tell us.” He answered and hurried to the car.
“Or those two will guess it out of them.” Rossi joked as he followed. The guessing continued over the next few days until Reid had awkwardly snapped at them. Then the group was quiet and uncomfortable. Thankfully Garcia phoned not too long after that.
“Hello, hello all. In my brilliance.” Garcia started.
“Your brilliance?” You huffed. Reid smiled slightly which made Emily narrow her eyes suspiciously.
“Our brilliance. We decoded the pattern. It’s some kind of map. I’m guessing boy wonder can decode it but I have some programs working on it too.” Garcia explained. There was a series of beeping as the information was sent over to the group and it started to print out on the old printer in the corner of the room. “Nothing has come up on our end though.”
“Thanks Garcia.” Hotch said quickly.
“Oh, no problem.” You answered for her.
“Thanks (Y/N).” Reid started to say but found several people staring at him and stopped. Derek slammed his hand on the table and then pointed at Reid.
“You!” He said eagerly and grinned. Everyone frowned at him until Emily grinned too and nodded. Reid looked rather like someone who was caught and groaned.
“Oh my… you and (Y/N)?” JJ said quickly. She glanced around the room and then scoffed. “Of course, you two knew.” Everyone looked over at Hotch and Rossi who were watching the group with amusement.
“Well, when you’ve been in the game as long as we have you pick up on these kinds of things.” Rossi said, coolly.
“Game?” JJ said and scoffed with a smile.
“Which game, profiling or partners?” Emily said playfully. You were on the other end of the phone dealing with an excitable Garcia who was practically vibrating with joy. You managed to convince her to hang up the phone just as the group turned their attention to Reid.
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Will you please be quiet?
Summary: You have a song stuck in your head and Emily one has one way to make you be quiet.
Word Count: 1.1k
Fluff, kissing
Pairings: Emily Prentiss x fem!reader
!NOT PROOFREAD!
Reader POV:
“I wanna be your endgame, I wanna be your first string!” I sang as I was getting ready for the day. Music blasting through my apartment, as I pack my go-bag.
I go over to my vanity and put on some quick makeup and keep humming Endgame as it echos through the walls of my bedroom.
I hop into my car to go to work and put my Spotify on shuffle, Endgame comes on again. I’m not complaining but oh my god. This is going to be stuck in my head for days now.
Time skip to when reader gets to Quantico*
I’m minding my own business waiting for my coffee to pour while humming Endgame as Emily walks up behind me.
“Got a song stuck in your head?” Her hand lightly brushed over my waist as she went to stand next to me. Oh my goodness this woman makes butterflies erupt in my stomach by such a small touch.
“Ha, yeah. That obvious huh?” She let out a small laugh as she nodded.
“Yeah well you’ve been here what, an hour? And I don’t think I’ve heard anything but that time leave your mouth.” I lowered my head and shook it laughing at her observation, a blush coating my cheeks.
“Unfortunately, I didn’t come here just to talk about the song planting itself in that pretty little head of yours-“ I don’t let her finish, partially because the blush on my cheek is becoming too noticeable now and also because I know exactly what she’s going to say.
“We have a case.”
“Yes, we do, meet in the round table in 10.” She gives me a small smile and walks away.
Time skip to once they’re on the jet on the way to the case*
“Big reputation, big reputation, ohh you and me, we’d be a big conversation.” I mutter under my breath as I sit next to Emily looking over the file.
“Oh my god! You’re still going huh?” I’m snapped out of my thoughts by her soothing voice, I laugh and look at her honey brown eyes.
“Sorry!” I laughed as I looked back down to the file, her hand found its way onto my thigh under the table, careful not to draw attention to us. “It’s okay, I don’t mind.”
An uncontrollable smile bloomed on my face. I gave her hand a squeeze to say thanks and we both went back to the task at hand.
Time skip to when they’re looking through evidence at the local PD*
“You got anything?” Like asked Rossi.
“Nothing, if this guy did have any enemies he was quick to bury the hatchet as not to be tracked down.” As soon as he said this my brain flickered on with Endgame. Again.
“And I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put ‘em.” I hear a giggle next to me and look over and find Emily gazing at me.
“Don’t even,” I sighed “It’s starting to annoy me as well.” She laughed and shook her head and looked back down at the evidence like we had collected from the scenes.
Time skip to a little later*
“Hey what you humming?” Tara asked me as she looked up from the crime scene photos on the table.
“Endgame by Taylor Swift.” I reply without looking up, trying to piece together where the unsub was going to strike next.
“Oh my god! I love Taylor Swift! What’s your favourite album?” Before I could respond Spencer came into the room we, and the rest of the team, were in and started talking.
“Guys, I know where the unsub is going to strike next. The house he grew up in has been condemned and scheduled for demolition so that’s probably where he’s been taking his victims. If he sticks to his pattern, he’ll be going back there at some point after 10pm tonight.” We all started to pack up our things when Emily called out,
“Guys, we need to do a stakeout. We’ll scare him away if we go in there guns drawn and then he’ll go underground so, Reid and JJ, park on the curb near the house, Tara and Matt, go to the end of the road, Rossi and Luke to the other end of the road, you’ll act as a kind of covert roadblock and me and y/n will park up in an lay-by near the house.”
We all got up and went to our assigned SUV and started driving to our destinations. On the way there Emily turned the radio on.
“And I heard about you, ooh, you like the bad ones too.”
“Oh my god! It’s everywhere!” We laughed together at this. What are the chances?! We kept the radio on nonetheless.
As we pulled into the parking space we sat in a comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying each other presence and the peace of an evening stakeout. The sun was setting and I absentmindedly started humming under my breath yet again.
“I don’t wanna miss you, like the other girls do. I don’t wanna hurt yo-“ before I could finish I feel my chin being tugged to the side and a soft pair of lips meeting my own.
To say I was shocked at first was an understatement but I soon melted into the kiss, her thumb caressed my face as our lips moved together. It was the most amazing moment of my life to date. Emily slowly pulled away her face still barely a centimetre away from my own.
“What was that for?” I asked, still skeptical.
“It’s the only thing that I could think of to stop you from singing that damn song!” Laughter broke out between us and as it died down she pulled me back in again for a brief kiss.
“Dinner at my place tomorrow?” She asked gazing into my eyes with our hands intertwined.
“Are you, Unit Chief Emily Prentiss, asking me out on a date?” I smiled so hard my cheeks hurt.
“Yes, I am.” She giggled.
“In that case, dinner tomorrow sounds awesome.” I kiss her again, savouring the taste of her on my lips.
“I’ll take you to and from work so you can stay the night and not worry about your car.” I say thank you as I pull her into another kiss, this one lasting a little longer than the others.
Her hand reaches for the back of my head and pulls me in closer, her tongue swiping my bottom lip asking for permission. Granting it, I open my mouth and let her explore.
“Hey guy! Stop sucking each other’s faces and go back to the PD we got the guy!”
We make eye contact and start laughing hard.
Well Shit. At least I ahoy a date with em!
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A picture-Perfect Hello.
Spencer Reid picture-perfect.
Spencer Reid had no idea when he came home from a long case that his new neighbor would be the love of his life. And together they would create the picture-perfect life.
A four-part series.
Warning Contains spoilers for Season 13 as well as Season 12. Post prison Spencer Reid.
Ages 18 and over. Contains oral sex. Penetrative sex. Reader on birth control pills.
Spencer came home from a long case. A six Day one to be exact. He was surprised to see a pile of boxes sitting in the hallway in front of an apartment building that he assumed was still to be empty when he came back home. It's not that he didn't want new neighbors. He just didn't expect there to be any, given that that apartment has been vacant for the past seven months.
he was So exhausted from the trip back home that he really just wanted to go to sleep. But he knows that that would be rude not to even try to offer Any help to his new neighbor. So he unlocked his door and put his satchel inside. Going over to the refrigerator to grab something to drink, leaving the front door open So he could see if the new neighbor passed by. After a few minutes, he decided to shut the front door and go stand out in the hall. He made it to the front of his sofa before he saw a pile of boxes walking by his door.
"Oh, here, let me help you" he said, running out of his door.
" Oh my gosh, thank you so much that this so kind of you." He heard a woman's voice coming from behind the pile of boxes.
" Sure, no problem. Let me just grab these" he said, pulling two boxes off the top of the pile.
Spencer couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the woman that was behind the box. a Brunette with Short hair. And blue eyes.
" Hello" he managed to get out. " My name is Spencer, Spencer Reid. I live in this apartment right here". He told her, using his thumb to point back at the door.
" Hello my name is y/n It's so nice to meet you. I didn't know if anybody lived in this apartment. I've been moving in for the past two days and I haven't seen you."
" I was at work. I.. I'm, I'm an FBI agent, so I wasn't home for six days."
" Ohh wow. An FBI agent? That must be really exciting."
" It can be. It has its moments that it's exciting. Yes, I, you know, I I definitely enjoy the work that I do, putting away the bad guys and all that. Definitely rewarding, yes. Kind of tiring though as well if I'm being honest. But still, it's.. it's really nice work." Spencer began to ramble.
" Would you like to come in and put those boxes down?"
" Boxes? Ohh yes yes. But I would love to put the boxes down" Spencer answered, not even realizing anymore that he was holding boxes.
" Just try to find a place to put them down at. I'm sorry I haven't really officially moved in yet. I'm staying with a friend of mine while I get everything out of my dirtbag ex boyfriend's apartment." She explained to Spencer she was waving her finger around the room with her other hand on her hip.
"Oh, sure, no problem. It it's going to take some time to move in. I'm sorry about your boyfriend."
" Oh, don't be. He was a lousy piece of crap that wasn't even any good in bed. I mean, it is seriously Exhausting having to fake orgasms all the time. It would have been nice if I could have had a real one during the two years we were together." She huffed out angrily.
Spencer's face must have lost all color or the opposite turned as red as a strawberry when she was saying this. As she stopped right in her tracks and they started apologizing.
" Oh my God, I am so sorry. I don't know why I said that. I mean, I just met you like what, 5 minutes ago if that. And here I am already talking like this. Please forgive me. I understand if you don't want to help me bring in any more boxes and if you want to pretend that I don't even live here, I completely understand. Have a tendency to over share my feelings when I'm angry and Needless to say, I'm angry."
" no need to apologize. I understand you being angry and you know, I hear a lot of stuff being an FBI agent. Plus I do have three women on our team, so, you know, I I hear things."
"Wow. Three women on your team. That's impressive. I just assumed that the FBI thought that that was men's work. You know? Good to see that we're making a little progress in the world."
" Ohh no. The FBI is full of women. You really have made a lot of progress in the work world. You know, it's been statistically proven that women are more effective at catching serial killers than men in some cases." He Explained to her.
" Really? well. I guess if you piss us off enough, we'll hunt you down."
" I guess you could say that, yes. Uh, there's three agents that I work with that are women. And then there's our technical analyst, Penelope Garcia. She's wonderful as well."
" Well, that's good. Got to get rid of those bad guys, right? And bad ladies, I'm sure as well."
"Yep" He said, rocking back and forth from his toes to his heels. Kind of uncomfortable now that the conversation has ended.
" So do you have more boxes you need me to help you bring in or?" He asked, waving his hands around nervously.
" Yes, I do. I have five more boxes out in the car."
" OK, well here let me help you with that."
"So does you being an agent mean that I'm not going to see you much? Because that would be really sad. I think you're really cute. And you obviously are smart."
"OH no. I'm home when I can be most of the time. And if I'm not home or out on a case, I spent a lot of time on a jet too. You know, going to the crime scenes. It's a lot easier for me when it's local because then I get to come back home. It gets a little tiring having to be in hotels all the time. Sometimes it's really nice to just come home to the comfort of your own apartment and bed, you know?"
"It is."
After Spencer helped her bring in the rest of her boxes, she went over to a box marked kitchen and pulled out a coffee pot.
" Would you like some coffee? I love coffee and I can't live without it." Asked, holding up her pink coffee maker.
" Really. I love coffee too. Yes, I.. I.. I would love some. My friends always put me down. Well, my my coworkers. But they're like my friends. Actually. They're like my family. They make fun of me sometimes for loving coffee so much."
" Why would they Make fun of you for that?. Oh well. Between you and me, we could probably empty out the entire state of coffee beans."
" Yeah, we probably could." He said with a big grin on his face.
" So how long have you lived here?" She asked him.
" 14 years."
"Wow, 14 years. That's amazing. Must be really nice here. Well, for the amount of time that you hear, I guess you couldn't really judge."
" Well, I've been here long enough, yeah, to know that. That's. It really is nice. Yeah, but you're right, the amount of time that I'm actually here for. Really can't judge, but sometimes I am here for a week at a time."
She walks into the kitchen and plugs in the coffee pot.
" I know exactly where my coffee beans are. They're in that box over there marked coffee."
" Spencer Looks over at the box. "Ohh here let me get it for you."
" Thank you. You're such a gentleman. I mean, not only helping me move in, but also helping me make coffee. You'll find mugs in that same box, by the way."
When Spencer opens the box, he sees 5 bags of coffee and seven mugs.
" Ohh wow my friend Penelope. She would love your mugs. She's the queen of coffee mugs. Although in her case sometimes it's also hot tea, so mugs in general."
" I think I'd really get along with this, Penelope."
" She is wonderful." Spencer tells her where the chuckle.
Spencer hands her a bag of coffee, a pack of coffee filters and two mugs. A pink mug with a rainbow on it and a black mug that says I love coffee.
" I think this will be my favorite mug" he told her, holding up the one that says I love coffee.
" Well then, we will make that your special mug for when you come over, and that is if you want to ever come back."
" I want to come back. I I look forward to it."
Spencer Reid being a man of science, never really believed in love at first sight. But there's something about her he feels that he could spend the rest of his life with, even though he's only known her for about an hour tops at this point.
"You know, if you come back tomorrow, I have been known to make some pretty good muffins. By then I should be able to find my baking stuff. But that is only if you would like to. I understand. If you don't want to, it's. Completely understandable."
" No, not at all. I would love to come over. Muffins sound really good. Muffins and coffee? That's. That's really good. Yeah." He said with a chuckle, so happy that she would like for him to come back.
" OK then uh 8:00 be OK?"
" That'd be great. I don't start teaching until 10:00, so. 8:00 would be good."
" I thought you were an FBI agent".
"Ohh. Well, yeah, I ...I am. I am an FBI agent. But I also teach sometimes because I'm not Fully on the team at the moment, but that's a that's a long story for. Another time so". Spencer said nervously. What was she going to think if she asked him why he wasn't on the team full time? What if she doesn't like that he was in prison even though he didn't really commit the crime he was arrested for?
" OK, well, another time it is."
" So I can be here at 8:00." Spencer asked, wringing his hands.
" Unless 7:30 would be better for you."
" 7:30 would be great. That would be great. That would give me half hour more to be able to get ready to go and teach my class."
" OK, 7:30 it is. I should already be started by the muffins, by then"
" Great" Spencer said.
" Do you take your coffee?"
"Black with sugar." Spencer answered, placing the two Mugs next to the coffee maker that was just about done.
" Black with sugar, You got it."
There was a little bit of awkward silence as the coffee finished brewing. Before y/n Poured 2 mugs of it, adding the sugar into both mugs and going over to the refrigerator to get some Creamer.
" I know it's strange. I already have Creamer in my refrigerator, but says I said I've been moving in for a few days, so I don't really know why I have Creamer in my refrigerator. Didn't even have my coffee maker yet, but I'm a weird one. "
" Not at all. " Spencer said.
After the coffees had been made, the two of them sat down at her little kitchen table.
" You know, this table was actually left behind from the previous renter. I don't know why, but hey, I was happy to have it. " y/n said.
" Yes, well left behind furniture is always good. Unfortunately, nothing came with my apartment. "
" Wow. Usually somebody leaves something behind. " she says taking a sip of coffee.
" So can I ask what you do? Or do you not have a job yet in between jobs?"
" Ohh yes, I'm a Blogger."
" Spencer said, not really knowing what that was.
"Do you know what that is?" She asked him. Putting down her mug.
"No, not really. I'm sorry."
"No problem. I have a blog. It's a computer thing. It's on the Internet. It's a page Where I show you how to do things like highlight your hair and things I used to do. I also show a lot of cooking things, like how to make the muffins I'm going to make tomorrow, along with other things that I make."
" Oh, so you teach people how to do things via the Internet?"
" Yes, exactly."
" Ohh like life's important things like faking orgasms." He said with a chuckle as he took his first sip of coffee.
y/n Almost spit her coffee out at his response.
" Yes, exactly. I I really did do one of those. It was my most popular video to date, actually." She told him, laughing.
" Well, at least you're helping people with the important things in the world. Ohh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I really need to be getting to work. Umm, so I can come back tomorrow, right?"
"Absolutely. I look forward to it."
After Spencer went to teach another class, knowing that people really weren't going to be paying him any attention anyway. He was just kind of going through the motions. His mind, even though he was trying to teach about serial killers, just kept going back to His beautiful new neighbor and how he couldn't wait to get back to her apartment tomorrow.
Once class was over and he stopped at the grocery store to pick up something for him to eat for dinner. He went back home. He was so tempted to knock on his neighbor's door to see how she was doing. Or really just to see her face again. To ask her if she would like to come over and share his dinner, but he didn't want to be too forward, she said. I'll see you tomorrow morning, so tomorrow morning it would be.
He ate his dinner, took his shower, got in his pajamas, brushed his teeth and went to bed. Unfortunately though, for Spencer, sleep did not come easily to him. He just kept thinking about the beautiful woman next door. But was she doing? Was she sleeping? Was she lying awake, thinking about him, The way he was laying awake? Thinking about her?
He really needs to stop these Thoughts that are running through his head and try to get some sleep morning would come soon enough and he would be at her front door again, tapping on the wood, waiting to get inside.
Eventually, morning came and he did just the thing that he said he was going to do, ran out his front door before smoothening out any wrinkles that may be on his sweater. Before knocking lightly on her wooden front door.
" I'm coming, he heard being shouted from The other side of the door. He waited for a few seconds before he heard the deadbolt on lock the door opening, revealing the woman that he's awaiting all night to see. Wearing a light pink tank top and a purple apron. That had some baking flour stuck to it.
In all honesty, she was so beautiful and the fact that she was making muffins for him, it took all he had not to drop to one knee right now and ask her to marry him. It wasn't just because she would serve him muffins. It was because no one was willing to make anything like this for Spencer and his entire life. And even though he had only met this woman one day prior, he knew he was in love with her. He knew that this was the woman that he was destined to spend the rest of his life with.
" Hi, come on in. I'm so sorry I had to run to the store. So I'm a little bit later making the muffins and I thought I was going to be. I didn't have any flower. I forgot that I threw it at my ex when he told me that he didn't need my cooking anymore. It was juvenile, I know. But it was in the heat of the moment. So I just threw it at him."
" Oh, wow. OK, no problem. Take your time. If if you don't have the time to make the muffins right now, it's OK. I can come back tomorrow."
" Ohh no no, she cut him off. I have the flour, I'm just measuring it out now."
"OK, sure, can I help you make the muffins? I've never really baked anything before."
" Really. You would like to help me make muffins? OH my gosh yes. Thank you so much. I would love for you to do that. You know my boyfriend Will, my ex sorry-ass boyfriend never would have offered to help cook with me. He thought that cooking and baking was stupid and that it was just. Useless hobby."
" Well, that's not nice. Baking is a wonderful hobby. Cooking. We all need to eat to survive, right? So he didn't have any right to pick on you for that. I'm so sorry that he was like that to you. I promise I will never be that way to you. I mean, not that we're a couple. You know, I'm not presuming that you would want to be in a relationship with me. I'm just saying if it should ever come to that, I wouldn't be that kind of boyfriend. I'd be loving and supportive and help you with anything that you wanted." He began rambling.
" That would be wonderful, you know, if we ended up being together and cooked together, married one day. Just think. We would tell our children how we met and they would think it was so sweet."
Now Spencer's mind was really racing again. She's considering a life with him. She's actually thinking about a life with him and having children with him and telling them about how they met one day.
" Spencer?" He heard her saying.
"yes?" he answered.
" Would you like to come into the kitchen and help me?"
"Oh, Oh my gosh. Yes, yes, I would love to. OK, umm, So what do you need me to do?"
" Well, unfortunately I don't have a spare apron. And if you're planning on wearing this Sweater. You may not want to mess with the flour, but you can wash off the blueberries for me.
"Oh yes, of course." Spencer said, opening up the pints of blueberries and pouring them into a pink strainer to wash them off.
" I'm so sorry that you have to wait longer for the muffins because I forgot to get flour.
" It's OK. I'm actually happy that it happened because now I get to be a part of the muffin making process." Her as he finished straining the rest of the water off of the blueberries.
" That's so sweet, you can take and dump them into the bowl right there with the sugar."
The two of them stood side-by-side preparing muffin batter.
Before placing the batter into baking cups and putting them in the oven. y/n Pouring some coffee for them while they wait.
" So how did you sleep last night?" She asked, putting the two mugs of coffee down.
How did I sleep? OH my gosh how can I tell her that I couldn't sleep? Because all I could think about was her. How much I wanted to come back over here and see her. How I know she's the love of my life. How can I tell her that without her thinking that I'm crazy? Spencer thought to himself.
" I slept rather well, thank you." He told her he feels so bad about lying to her, but how can he tell her about his true feelings without scaring her away?
Once the muffins were done and they started eating them, it was the most delicious blueberry muffin Spencer had ever had.
" These are incredible" he told her before stuffing and other piece into his mouth.
" Thank you so much. I'm so glad that you like them. You know, I also make coffee cakes and strudels and stuff like that, so, you know, I could keep feeding you if you're interested."
If Spencer could have his way, he would make breakfast with her every day for the rest of his life.
" I would like that. he told her with a smile.
The next two weeks went on like this, meeting every day. Went to teach, unfortunately his teacher. Come to an end and he was forced to go back to the station.
" I'm back on FBI time now, so I may be gone for a little while. I'll let you know if I have a case. That way you don't start making something for me and I'm not here to get it." Told her, looking down at his thumbs that he was twiddling.
" OK, well, I'm going to miss you if you have a case, but I have a lot of muffins leftover. Would your team like some?" She asked him.
" I I think they would, yes, they're amazing. And if they don't want them, well, I'll gladly eat them."
" OK, great. I'll pack some up for you."
Spencer reluctantly left her apartment to go to the station, carrying with him a large basket of blueberry muffins. They placed them on the table of the round table room.
Luke came into the room and saw the basket of muffins along with Spencer sitting in his usual chair.
" Hey, welcome back Reid" Luke said to him.
" Hey, Luke. Thanks. It's nice to be back."
" Muffins. Are those for anybody or are they just for you?" Luke asked.
" There For anyone. My new neighbor Likes to bake, so she sent me to work with some muffins for you guys."
" She Ohh. I'm I'm not prying just is she someone that You might be interested in. I'm. I'm not meaning to pry. I just. I worry about you. You know, you go back to your apartment all by yourself and you don't really get any visitors. It would just be nice for you to have someone."
" I really like her, Luke. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know how to tell her. You know, I know that I'm the age that I am, but I don't have much experience with women. The only girlfriend long term that I really had got murdered in front of me. So I don't know how to talk to women." Spencer said sadly.
" Well reid. I can honestly tell you if a woman is willing to make you muffin's. And allow you into her apartment, I'm assuming."
" She did. I helped her move in."
" Then yes, she likes you." Luke told him before taking a bite of muffin.
" Really?" Spencer asked.
" Yes, really. And if she makes muffins like this my God man, go back home now and ask her to marry you. These are delicious."
Unfortunately for Spencer, he was going to have to wait to see his ladylove again. he had to go away on a case. The next three months' time continued to go this way. He would be home for a day or two enjoying the baked Goods with Her before having to go away on another case. They really didn't get to spend much time together anymore. They were both afraid that the feelings that they had for each other would fizzle away. But maybe, just maybe, people were right. Time apart does make the heart grow fonder. It left them both wondering though. Feel this way about each other. They're just neighbors, and they've never even kissed. Just enjoying talking about things over coffee and baked goods that Spencer often helped make. He really enjoyed the baking process and the fact that it gave him more time to spend with y/n but all of that changed quickly after Spencer finally had some time off since he was teaching again. So she invited him to come over and watch a movie. That was for the best, considering that Spencer really didn't have any movies that weren't foreign films.
"She picked (your favorite movie) To watch She Thought that Spencer would really enjoy it.
" I can't believe you've never seen this movie. I've seen it about 1000 times and can say just about every line with it". She told him.
" Well, I haven't seen very many movies that aren't in foreign languages, so this will be a fun to experience for me."
That night was a turning point in their relationship. As they sat on the sofa together, they realized neither one of them was really interested in the movie. They were more interested in each other. They've been away from each other for too long, and tonight was the night they were finally going to kiss.
However, Spencer Reid being amazing at everything was also in the world's greatest kisser. We've got turned on so much by the kissing that it wasn't long before Spencer was asking against her lips. "Can we take this to the bedroom?"
y/n Moaned a Yes, against his lips.
If Spencer picked her up off the couch and carried her into her bedroom, he knew exactly where it was. Not because he's been to her apartment so many times, but because the layout of her apartment was exactly the same as his own. Before he knew it, he was peeling off her clothes and kissing her passionately.
Shouldn't she was doing the same to him with the same urgency.
However, before Spencer removed her underwear. He asked if it was OK for him to do so.
y/n Couldn't get the word "yes" out fast enough. As soon as she was bare to him, he looked up into her eyes to make sure that She was OK with what he was about to do.
She panted out a yes before he licked right up her center. Causing her to moan out his name. Something that, if he was being honest with himself, was something that he was dying to hear over the past 3 1/2 months.
He took his time with her, loving the way that her fingers felt running through his hair. After he gave her two mind-blowing orgasms, he couldn't wait anymore. He needed to be inside of her.
"Do you have any protection?" He asked her, praying to the gods, anyone of them that she would have something.
"I'm on the pill and I'm clean". She panted out
the smile on his face, almost taking up his entire face at this point.
"Good" he panted out. Before slowly pushing inside of her. They both moaned out at the feeling. Something that they were both longing for, for so long. As he slowly moved inside of her, his fingers intertwining with hers.
The only sounds in the apartment at this point was the sounds of their moans and lips smacking.
" Where do you want me?" Spencer asked y/n Feeling that he was close told him.
" Inside, inside Spencer, I want to feel all of you."
And be more thrilled at these words. They both orgasm together and it was like pure heaven.
Spencer helped her ride out her high, and as he did, he couldn't help but stare into her eyes, seeing how beautiful she is.
Spencer eventually had to pull out. So sad for both of them since they both waited for so long. Both of them hoping that it would happen again.
They laid in her bed. Spencer's arms, holding her tightly to his body.
" Are you sorry that it happened?" Spencer asked sadly. As y/n Hasn't said anything since they orgasmed.
" No, not at all. Are you?" She asked with full of worry.
" No, absolutely not. I was worried that you were going to be sorry. I mean, it's been silence for a little bit." Spencer said with a gulp.
" No, I'm so happy that it happened. I waited for so long, you know, Honestly, I wanted you from the very first time I saw you, but I didn't want you to think that I was Trashy." She told him, running her hand up and down his bare chest.
" I would never think that, and honestly, I was the same way about you." Spencer told her with a smile.
"Who would have ever thought that me walking by with a stack of boxes would have led to this? that just a simple hello would have led to where we are today."
" I know. I guess you could say it was a picture-Perfect Hello." Spencer said before kissing her again.
Thank you so much for reading. Comments will be greatly appreciated and I look forward to writing the rest of this story. there should be another chapter out by the summer.
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i’m home, sweetheart.
pairing - jungkook x female reader
genre - smut
word count - 3.1k
summary: Despite a full schedule, Jungkook made time to see you in the evening because he needed to teach you lesson about not sending him nudes while he’s working.
warnings: dom!jungkook, sub!reader, oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk, degradation, spit play, deep throating, nipple play, slight exhibitionism, pussy spanking, fingering, basically just pure filth :]
“You up? I’m home and need you so bad, please.”
That text alone was enough to make you sprint from your apartment to Jungkook’s, despite it being almost midnight already.
You’ve only been together for a year but lately Jungkook had been very busy with his work schedule. That’s why you couldn’t contain your excitement when you saw the text and why you couldn’t unlock his door with the spare key he gave you quick enough when you’ve reached his apartment.
But when you entered, you were surprised by the silence instead of Jungkook welcoming you.
“Jungkook?” you shouted out, your voice almost echoing in the silence of his apartment. You were about to take off your heels when you heard steps nearing you.
“Leave them on.” Jungkook was standing the other side of the living room, looking devastating in a white dress shirt with the sleeves were rolled up to show off his veiny forearms, and navy blue slacks. His hair, styled to perfection, told you that he just came back from an event.
“What?”, you asked. You dropped your sleepover bag on the floor next to the door.
“I said, leave your heels on.” His voice was lower than usual today, you noticed. He wasn’t smiling or grinning cheekily like he often does. Instead, his face showed nothing but coldness today. But you had known him long enough to know that this meant.
You knew him long enough to know that this was him being in charge tonight, demanding full submission from you. It meant that he needed a stress relief and that you were gonna be the outlet for that.
You gulped and removed your hands from the heels, just like he asked you to.
Jungkook smirked. “Good girl.”
He eyed you for a moment in silence before he continued to speak. “I had a quite busy day, awards shows and interviews, back to back.” He folded his arms infront of his chest, causing his biceps to strain against the fabric. The image before you made you unconsciously lick your lips and you caught his eyes dropping down for a second to catch the movement.
“Yet, all I could think about the whole time was the fucking picture you sent me this morning. What was that about, huh?” He raised one eyebrow. “Were you trying to kill me?”
You smiled sweetly, loving to to rile him up even more. “Ohh, about that. Funny story, I accidentally sent it to you. My bad. My fingers were a bit clumsy today.”
He chuckled suddenly, rolling his eyes. Before he answered, he toyed with his lip piercing. “Jesus fucking christ, Y/N, don’t act coy with me. We both know that’s a fucking lie.”
It was.
It was a lie and he was right that you really just wanted to tease him.
He had been busy with his work schedule for the last three weeks and you barely saw him. You didn’t just miss hanging out with your boyfriend. You also missed your boyfriend’s dick.
So you couldn’t help but send him that picture this morning with the new lacy set you had ordered a few days ago, teasing him what he was missing out on.
“We both know that’s a fucking lie and that you’re just a fucking slut, who wants attention and some dick”, he said, fully knowing that degradation was huge weakness of yours. “Isn’t that so?”
You didn’t answer him, too surprised by his word and demeanor tonight to speak.
“Well, guess what. That little pic of yours made me walk around with a raging boner almost the whole day. Making me jerk myself off backstage in the fucking bathroom and then again back in the hotel.” He exhaled raggedly.
“I zoned out so much during the fucking annoying interviews, did you know that? It was fucking embarrassing and all because I couldn’t stop thinking about your. Fucking. Picture.”
His jaw clenched and you noticed a bulge slowly forming under his slacks.
“Well, not my fault that you get turned on so fast like teenage boy by a picture.” You shrugged, tilting your head with a smirk. You loved riling him up.
His tongue pressed against his cheek. “I will fucking make you pay for that, sweetheart.” He unfolded his hands and put them in his pockets and leaned back against the window behind him.
You couldn’t drag it out any longer so you decided to follow his rules. You wanted to fuck as much as he did and you showed it with your submission to him.
“Take off your clothes.”, he demanded.
With shaky fingers, you followed his order until your clothes were nothing but a pile on the floor, the last piece being a pair of shorts.
Jungkook sucked in an audible breath, savoring the sinful sight infront of him. “So fucking gorgeous.” How he’d missed seeing you like this.
Your blood was rushing in your ears as you stood there and awaited his next words. Even though Jungkook knew every inch of your body, standing there bare infront of him made you feel so vulnerable but yet your heart racing from adrenaline.
“Get on your knees. Then crawl to me.”
Your jaw dropped slightly at his command. Nobody had ever made you crawl to them, it felt one of the most degrading things to you and yet you could feel your slick thighs rubbing against each other as you got on all fours and obeyed him.
Jungkook followed you with dark eyes, taking in the way your breasts were swaying with each step you took or how your soft lips were slightly open, making him want to push his painfully hard boner past them and into your throat.
When you reached his feet, you looked up to him through your lashes.
It was his right hand that emerged first from his pocket and cupped your chin to tilt your head up. Then his left hand followed, opening his pants and pushing it down with his boxers. His red, swollen cock was already leaking with precum as it sprang out right on your eye level.
His right hand pressed on your cheeks, making lips form an “O”, and with his free hand he wrapped his cock and pushed it into your mouth. “Suck.”
You engulfed him deeper into you until his tip hit the back of your throat, and when you swallowed around him he let out a low, guttural curse. “Fuck, just like that.”
Your head bobbed feverishly and your tongue glided along the underside to follow a prominent vein. Since it’s been a while, your throat struggled to relax so you tried to cover the rest of his cock with your hand. But before you could do that, Jungkook stopped you.
“No hands. If you can’t take it all, I’ll help you.” With that, he grabbed the back of your head to push you closer to him while his hips bucked into you. You gagged around his cock and tapped his thigh, gasping for air when he pulled out.
“Oh no, is my baby out of practice?” he cooed, jerking himself off with his free hand while waiting for you to catch your breath. “I’ve been neglecting you too much, haven’t I?”
When you didn’t answer, he tapped his cock against lips. “Answer me.”
“Yes. Yes, I am.” You choked out, your throat slightly raw of the sudden intrusion.
“Well, then there’s only one thing we can do about that. Open up.” When your lips parted, he pushed himself into you deep enough to hit the back of your throat again. This time, you held your breath and tried to control your gag reflex. “That’s it, you’re doing so well for me.”
He repeated the action for a few times, entering and withdrawing fully before entering again. You, as well as he, could feel your throat slowly relaxing with each time. “I fucking missed your mouth.”
This time, instead of withdrawing fully, he started to shallowly thrust and sped up gradually.
When he tried to push a bit deeper, hitting the back of your throat, you could feel your gag reflex coming up but you successfully suppressed it.
“Just like that, you can take it, baby. Just breathe.” His hips started to move faster as he used your mouth to get himself off. He was so lost in bliss that he threw back his head, revealing the delicious, veiny column of his neck.
The hand on the back of your head pushed you closer to his hips again and this time your throat was loose enough that he entered your oesophagus. He let out a loud groan. “Fuck me, your throat feels so fucking tight.”
Jungkook continued to carefully thrust and you could feel him going deeper down your throat, as your eyes water from the stimulation. He looked down at you, cupping your face with his free hand.
“You look so beautiful like this. Kneeling infront of me, naked. Choking on my cock.”
Suddenly, he pulled himself out and yanked you to your feet. When you were eye to eye, he hastily pressed a rough kiss on your lips, his tongue demanding entrance that you granted.
His teeth bit on your lower lip hard enough for you to flinch and pulled on it before he released it again.
“Come here.” Jungkook yanked on your arm again and positioned you infront of the tall window. The city was lit up by street lamps, tail lights from cars passings by and lights coming from windows of other buildings. “On your knees.”
He pushed you down by your shoulders and your knees protested from the rough impact, but before you could complain, he said: “Open your mouth.”
When you’ve obeyed, he didn’t waste a second to spit into your mouth. Twice.
“Keep it open.” Jungkook grabbed his cock again and pushed it into your mouth, thrusting slowly as he covered himself in his saliva. “I’m gonna fuck your throat until you fucking cry.”
You could only manage a single nod before he picked up the pace and went deeper past your gag reflex. Like a madman, he bucked his hips, fucking into your throat, and barely gave you anytime to catch your breath. You could feel a stream of tears sliding down your cheek but Jungkook gently wiped it away.
“Look at you. Getting face fucked infront of the whole city.” You could tell by his breathlessness that he wouldn’t last much longer. “Anyone who looks up could see you right now, you know that? They could see what a slut you are for me. On your knees like this. Letting me use your throat to get myself off like a fucking whore.”
You whimpered and let out a moan to show the effect his words had on you. The vibrations of your moan traveled straight to the tip of his cock, causing him to groan out. “Fucking hell, Y/N. I’m gonna come.”
You could tell that he was by the uncontrolled jerks of his hips. And you’ve already expected him to come inside your throat, but instead he pulled his cock out of your mouth again. You gasped for air, feeling your sore throat finally relaxing again before shooting him a questioning look.
Jungkook wrapped a hand around his cock but his movements were painfully slow. He was edging himself.
“Give me your hands.”
“Wha-“
“Your hands, Y/N. Or have I already fucked your brains out?” His harsh tone made your walls clench.
You did what he said, lifting your arms up and offering your palms to him, in which he spit a few times.
“Rub them on your tits.”
Your pussy throbbed at that command and you stared up at him as you cover both your breasts with his saliva, kneading them roughly and pinching on your own nipples until you had to suppress a moan. Meanwhile, Jungkook was getting himself off as he watched you intently, his eyes zoned into your wet and hard nipples.
“You look so fucking hot right now. You like that, huh? Dirtying yourself with my spit like that?” You nodded and pinched your nipples again as a proof.
“I love covering myself with your spit, Kook. My body is yours.”
At those words, Jungkook’s hand around his cock sped up. “Damn fucking right. It’s mine and mine to do with whatever I want to.”
One of your hand left your breast and instead, traveled down to your clit. Your throbbing core needed friction so badly, it hasn’t been touched since you arrived here and you were sure you were gonna explode if you didn’t touch it soon.
But before you could reach it, Jungkook stopped you with a growl. “Keep your fucking hands where they are.”
You bit back a protest and stared up at him with defiance but his dark eyes told you not to mess with him tonight if you wanted to walk tomorrow. So you had no choice but to listen and return your hand to your breast.
“Good girl. Don’t worry, you know I will take good care of that tight pussy of yours.” Jungkook smirked. With his free hand, he moved yours away until your chest was bared to him.
A surprised yelp escaped your lips when he delivered a sharp slap to each side, repeating it twice until both were red and warm from his assault.
“Your tits are so fucking perfect, baby. Look at your nipples,” he tweaked the right one roughly, “They love getting pinched like this, don’t they?”
You let out a moan and nodded weakly. “Y-Yes, they do.”
When he removed his hand, you continued to knead your breasts, pressing them together, tweaking your nipples to overstimulation just like Jungkook liked it. Your beautiful moans resonated in the apartment and the sight of you like this pushed Jungkook closer to his high.
“Fuck fuck fuck–“ He stuttered. His hand movements were getting faster and sloppier. ”I-I’m gonna fucking come. Open your mouth for me, baby.”
You obeyed instantly and ignored the upcoming gag as Jungkook pushed deep into your mouth and shot his cum straight down your throat.
You could feel his cock twitching inside you as he rode as his orgasm with a guttural groan.
His thumb was gently rubbing your cheek as he looked down to you. “You were so fucking good for me, Y/N.”
He pulled his softening cock out of you and while you were catching your breath, he unbuttoned his shirt, before discarding it to the side together with his pants. His torso was covered in a light sheen of sweat, making his abs glisten in the dim light of the apartment.
Even if he looked devastating every outfit his stylists put on him, nothing could beat the sight of him naked.
“Come here.” He leaned down to scooped you up and threw you on his shoulder like a rag doll.
“Jungkook! Let me down,” you protested with a light giggle that was interrupted a yelp when his palm landed on your ass with a smack.
Only then did he placed you down onto the kitchen island, the cold marble greeting your back.
He roughly yanked your thighs open, taking the sight of your drenched folds and the way your entrance was clenching around nothing. “My girl is always so fucking wet for me.”
Before you register what happened, he lowered his head and gave your clit a long, bold lick, followed by a sharp smack against your pussy.
You could help but let out a yelp, a mixture of pain and overstimulation coursing through your body. “Fuck, Jungkook!”
His thumb toyed with your swollen clit, making your toes curl from the blissful sensations before he entered two fingers into you.
With his free hand, he wrapped it around your throat and made you look at him. And as he spoke, he continued to graze against the sweet spot in you that your legs quiver.
“It’s time we take care of this sweet pussy, right? You’re gonna be a good girl and take whatever I give you, as a punishment for that damn picture. And then I’m gonna fuck you so hard, all you can say will be my name. Do we have a deal, sweetheart?”
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Oc! Oc! Oc!
Some yan oc hc with a cute chub GN reader
Yandere Serial Killer
Everyone was on edge. The amount of murders that occurred in your part of town amped up to a debilitating degree; to the point that the general public no longer walked outside. If the lack of people outside was bad enough, your buddy system was failing. Your roommate who worked at the same place used to walk with you from place to place only for them to recently have to move away due to family issues.
Now you are on your own.
To work. To school. To the store. You had to move as fast as you could.
No more than 30…that's what you told yourself
30 minutes to do whatever you had to do before leaving. You couldn’t keep it together any longer. Suffering from the collective paranoia of the entire town you kept to yourself, no friends, no family, you were on your own. Even the people you know that you buy things from no matter how many times they smiled at you or offered their help. They couldn’t be trusted. No one could.
“Oh (Y/n), how are you today? Everything okay on your walk over?”
It was Penn, the owner of the grocery store that was within 30 minutes. Smiley and bright before the events of the serial killer he was a known favorite. Even so you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything but the typical response.
“I’m fine.”
“How’s your jogging routine going? Are you still doing that?”
You huffed as you continued putting your items on the belt pretending to not hear the question as the same person that subjugated you to it in the first place. Before Mo you were fine with yourself exercising when you wanted and doing as you liked when you liked. But with a person like Mo there was no getting around it. Mo was your landlord, a nutty fellow that had an outward appearance of being a lovely parent over the tenants. In truth they were a crummy old person that liked to practice their helicopter parenting on everyone and her latest victim was you.
Forcing you to run ‘to fix that weight of yours’ many times you had tried to inform them about the fact this was simply your body shape but she refused to listen. Promising to lock you out of your apartment if you should ignore their ‘advice’ again; you tested them one time and ended up sleeping outside your door before they woke up.
You saw Penn make a face before ringing up the rest of your items.
“H-heym you’re looking for a roommate…”
Your head snapped up as you were finishing your payment, as you cautiously asked.
“How do you know that?”
He was blushing in embarrassment as he shuffled his feet.
“Your roommate suggested I ask you…I’m looking for a place.” Seeing the disbelief on your face he put his hands up in defense.”I-i have the money with me in cash if you want it right away.”
He seemed desperate and for as long as you’d known him never once did you question his character. Was it really okay to break your rule?
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“Thanks so much for inviting me to take a look around (Y/n)! I really appreciate it!”
Against your better judgement you let him come over and like a puppy he dashed around taking in every bit of the apartment.
You shook your head as his eyes darted around the vacant room. A smile started to creep on your face as you thought of the possibilities…maybe he could be your new buddy. It’d be a shame if someone deprived you of that in these dangerous times.
Knock
Knock
“Hey (Y/n)! Who’s in there with you?!”
Your door unlocked and in came Mo smelling as if they dunked themselves in the worst smelling
Perfume they could find. Trudging past you they came to look at Penn who was now also looking surprised at the gremlin who let themselves in.
“Ohh my goodness is that you Penn? What are you doing here? I doubt they actually took the time to go ahead and invite you over.”
He laughed awkwardly as he sent a worried look over to you before centering back on the fast approaching landlord.
“A-actually they did. They let me come over to see the room I’ll be getting if they let me be their roommate.”
“Oh please, if you need a room I can do that and more for even half the price!”
Was your landlord really trying to hit on and steal your potential roommate? You just rolled your eyes as you leaned yourself on the nearby wall just waiting for Mo to get tired enough to show herself out. Unfortunately she didn’t plan to do that; and ended up attempting to flirt with him for nearly the whole afternoon. Looking outside it was getting dark out and you began to worry about Penn and against your better judgment you intervened.
“Uhm Mo, hey I think you should be letting Penn leave seeing as it's getting late and a serial killer is at large.”
“Oh you're such a worrywart (Y/n)! Penn’s a strong man; he'll handle himself. But if you want I can offer my room! It’s a suite–!”
“I-uh actually would rather not..if I was going to stay I definitely wouldn’t be staying with you.”
“What?! And you’d stay with this chubby kid?”
You were going to blow it off, another statement to ignore but Penn apparently wasn’t having it. The man you’d never see so much as scrunch his eyebrows in anger held your landlord by their shoulders holding them at arm's length with a shadow on his face. Amazed and slightly worried for Mo you stepped in putting a hand on his lower back. Immediately he snapped out of it looking at you and his arms in surprise before releasing your landlord who grunted and angrily stpmped out of your door. You both sat in the silence of relief before you broke it.
“I-if you do want to stay with me for the night, I don’t mind. And if you wanted to move in that’d be cool too, that is if she still lets you.”
“Ha-ha, thanks and if it's cool I’ll totally move in. But I can get home okay,” he headed for the door before turning with one last smile towards you. “I really appreciate it. I'll text you when I get home.”
“Sure, okay bye.”
You leaned against the door before leaning a bit as you imagined him being your roommate.
Having someone around that defends you didn’t sound so bad. You shook your head as you went off to complete your chores. After all, you had to do some cleaning before your new roommate may start moving things in.
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“Hah~hah (Y/n)--(Y/n)--(Y/n)-ergh!
Disheveled and breathing heavily, Penn was sitting with his pants down in the hallway just outside your door. He tried to catch his breath while still replaying the euphoria that he felt just three minutes and 40 seconds before. Not only did he get to see your living space with the lights on but he even got to feel the plush warmth of your hand on his back. Penn growled silently as he thought of why you did but nonetheless it reminded him of his future plans for that night.
He grinned as he sent the text to you before pocketing his phone and knocking on your landlord’s door. When it opened Penn batted his eyes and puckered his lips like he’d done so many times before.
“Oh Mo, I didn’t mean to be so aggressive earlier! I was just playing with you, I do want to spend the night and I want to do it at your place.”
“Were ya? Well I’ll be, make yourself at home handsome while I freshen up.”
Penn smiled, pulling back his hair and putting on his beloved latex gloves.
“Take your time dear,” he spotted the decorative knife block on display in the kitchen.
“Take your time…”
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Something to laugh about
Stars Align - Maki Katsuragi & Yuu Asuka
A/N: Second commission to none other than @wertzunge! I really need thank you for asking for such a sweet duo. I felt so nostalgic while reading their wiki pages and rewinding some of the anime's episodes, wahhh ~
Summary: Maki feels like there is something off about Yuu today, so he comes up with an unusual plan to lighten up his friend mood.
Word count: 2033 words
Maki spinned the pencil between his fingers. Legs crossed one over the other and his gaze lost in the distance. The open notebook in front of him failed to capture his interest a long time ago.
Yes, he should be doing homework. Yes, he could easily solve those questions. No, there wasn’t really a good reason to daydream like that.
Except that there was, indeed, a reason.
“Yuu,” Maki sighed, resting his head on his hand as he leaned a bit on the table, “are you really okay?”
“Mhm”, they nodded, smiling slightly before placing their pen down. “You worry too much, Maki, I’m fine.”
Yeah, he didn’t buy that.
Maki couldn’t exactly recall how they end up like this, just that he agreed to have Yuu over for a quick study session, do some lessons here and there and have dinner together. Simple as that, no sweat. But as soon as they got out of school, Maki felt that there was something wrong with them.
Yuu wasn’t really the talkative type, right, but they were less receptive than usual. While walking to his home, Maki noticed how his friend seemed a bit… gloomy. Despite the gentle smiles and the cheerful attitude, it felt off, like if something was out of its place.
And this sensation didn’t go anywhere anytime soon. When they got to Maki’s apartment, the little, but heavy sighs that came from Yuu didn’t go unnoticed. They were tired, maybe? No, it wouldn’t be something like that, Maki thought, focusing his eyes on a random spot on the wall while he tried to figure out what was wrong with Yuu.
“...”
Could it be related to something that happened in the club? Probably not, Maki thought, it wasn’t like any of the boys would pick on them. Besides, at school - at least, during the first classes - Yuu seemed to be doing fine. So whatever upset them, must’ve happened later on…
“...ki..?”
Perhaps… could he have said something that made Yuu upset? Maki closed his eyes shut, putting up some extra effort in recalling what they were talking about earlier, nearly reviewing the whole thing as if it was some kind of script, looking for that one line that could’ve saddened his friend. But… they were close, right? They would tell Maki if they said something bad or if anything didn’t land right in their head… so what could be it, after all?
“Maki!”
He jumped, hitting the table with his knee and letting out a loud, but quick cry right after. Maki fell onto his bed, wrapping his arms around his knee while trying to soothe the pain. “O-ouch… y-you scared me…” He whined, letting his head plop into the nearby cushion.
“I-I’m sorry, are you alright?” Yuu muttered, getting on their knees as they tried to get a clearer view of their friend, reaching out a hand - even if they were unsure of what they could even do in such a situation. “I didn’t mean to and-”
“I-it’s fine, hahah… It’s my fault, I didn’t mean to doze off like that,” Maki chuckled, ignoring the fainting pain as he sat back up. With his hands behind his back to give his body some support, Maki looked up, pondering for a second before looking back down to his friend. “Ahm, can you repeat yourself?”
“Ah, right,” Yuu nodded, looking down to their notebook and checking one of the notes, “I was asking if you managed to finish the exercise nº 3. The question seems a bit tricky and I couldn’t really figure it out.”
“Ohh, that, right,” Maki hummed, crossing his legs as he leaned back forward, taking his notebook with both hands before starting to go through the text once again. Word after word, his eyes scanned the page, hoping to make some sense out of that question and, of course, finding out the right answer by the time he got to the end of the page.
However, as soon as Maki reached the question mark, he lifted his head and stared at Yuu, giving them a puzzled look. “Ah… I see why you couldn’t answer it.”
“Right?” Yuu nodded, letting out a light hearted giggle before looking down to their notebook. “Maybe my head is getting a little tired, I can’t seem to think properly anymore.”
“Hmm, we should take a break, probably,” Maki suggested, tapping the table with his finger while giving his own idea some more thought. This could be the chance he was looking for, he considered in a second analysis, to figure out what was wrong with Yuu. “We’ve been studying the whole afternoon, after all.”
“Mhm,” Yuu nodded, dropping their pencil on the table and letting out a small sigh. “Thinking about it, I’m indeed a little tired.”
Maki was about to close his notebook when those words reached him. His eyes widened and an idea formed in his mind. Indeed, this was the chance he was looking for. He just needed Yuu to take the bait…
“Oh? Are you?”
“A bit, yes,” Yuu continued, placing a hand on their shoulder as they moved it in circles, trying to stretch out their muscles after sitting for so long.
Maki stood up, walking around the table, slowly approaching the other. He had the perfect excuse and the perfect method in mind. “I know something that can help with that, Yuu.”
“Huh?” Yuu tilted their head, looking at Maki approaching. “And what is it?”
“The guys taught me this method to relax in the club. It works wonders whenever someone is tense or tired, I never thought it would come handy outside the club, but here we are!” Maki beamed, trying to not raise the other’s awareness of his actual intentions. “Would you like to try it out, Yuu?”
Before Yuu had the chance to ponder the pros and cons, Maki had already sat by his side. There wasn’t much room left to think about it, but Yuu didn’t feel like they needed it anyway. “Right, let’s give it a try.”
They couldn’t help but to think it was a little weird that said “technique to help one relax” didn’t ring a bell. Yuu was always there to support the guys in the club and, even though they didn’t join every single activity, they would know about something like this. Maybe it's something they came up with when they weren’t around? Whatever it may be, Yuu thought, they knew they could trust Maki on these matters.
“Alright, turn your back to-” Maki stopped, with his hands already on Yuu’s shoulders, noticing the nearby table. He hit it himself not long ago and, considering his plan, it was likely that Yuu would end hitting it too. “Actually, let’s move a little away from the table.”
“Hm? Why do we need to move away from it?”
“Because, uh… you won’t be able to stretch properly, that’s why,” Maki lied with a plain face, hoping to sound convincing enough. Yuu gasped softly, letting out a small ‘oh’ as he accepted that explanation. So innocent, Maki smiled as this crossed his head, but it was all for the greater good, after all. “Ready?” He continued after they moved away like they were told to.
“Yes, Maki,” Yuu nodded, looking back forward after giving Maki a quick glance.
There, all set for his failess plan. Maki positioned himself behind Yuu, his fingers poised to strike. “Alright. One… two… three!”
“Ah!”
A surprised squeal escaped Yuu’s lips as ten fingers suddenly dug into their sides, wiggling and tweaking at the spot, sending something like an electric shock straight up to their brain. “M-Mahahaki! Wait, t-this tihihickles!” They giggled, shooting their arms down and pressing them against their torso, hoping that it would be enough to make the ticklish feeling come to a halt.
But Yuu knew, just like all the others in the club, that Maki was restless when he had a goal set inside his head.
“Hey ~” Maki sang teasingly, pinching the sensitive skin through the shirt, switching from wiggling his fingers to rapid pokes and then pinching wherever he could reach. “This is supposed to make you relax, Yuu. How come you got even more tense?”
“B-becahahause it ticklehehes!” Yuu laughed a bit louder when Maki’s hand found their way to the lowest pair of ribs. Their reaction, much to their demise, didn’t go unnoticed and Maki made sure to give said spot a couple more pokes, prodding playfully just to make Yuu’s laughter rise a notch.
The ravenhead smirked, satisfied with the results he got so far, but still determined to go on - after all, his ultimate goal wouldn’t be achieved by just this. “Sigh, it’s not my fault you’re so ticklish, Yuu! Here, let me switch spots…”
“M-Maki, nohoh!!” They giggled nervously, watching in horror as Maki wrapped one of his arms around their chest, pulling them into a hug, while his other hand began to claw and tickle his unprotected stomach. So mean! “P-plehehease! AhAHAha, n-not thehehre!”
“Huh? Why not? I switched spots because you said it tickled before,” he feigned ignorance, being thankful that Yuu couldn’t see the large smile that took place on his face, “I thought this would be better, Yuu…”
“I-It’s wohOHOhorse, MahAHAKI!” They laughed, scrunching up their shoulders as just Maki’s breath against their neck was enough to send an awful shiver down their spines. The combined assaults against their midriff and neck proved to be more than enough to turn Yuu into a mess of giggles and squeals. Their face quickly began to flush, turning into a light shade of pink.
“Hmm, worse?” Maki hummed as if pondering about the newly received information. His fingers, however, didn’t stop moving for a single second. While one of his hands continued to tickle Yuu’s stomach mercilessly, the other one - that was wrapped around their chest - began to poke the sides of their chest, finding a way to tickle their highest ribs even with their arms tightly clasped to their torso. “So… should I stop? You didn’t say anything, so I just kept going.”
Those words made Yuu’s face turn into a brighter shade of red. They could feel the warmth of the flushed skin, with the blush spreading from their face all the way to the tip of their ears. With laughter pouring nonstop from their lips, Yuu simply nodded, embarrassed to have something like that pointed out.
“Alright, alright,” Maki cooed as the tickling came into an end, “sorry, I didn’t mean to overdo it.”
“N-no, hah…” Yuu sighed in relief, allowing themselves to lean against Maki’s body, “i-it was… fun, I guess.”
“Good,” Maki hummed, patting Yuu’s stomach as if praising them for taking the tickles, “I thought you could use a good smile.”
“H-huh?” They turned their head slightly, trying to look at Maki, “w-what?”
Maki raised his eyebrows, noticing he was caught red handed. No way out of this one, he supposed, “well, you seemed a bit down when we left the school and I thought there could be something troubling you,” he said, scratching his cheek as he tried to find the right words, “so I wanted to do something to cheer you up.”
“Maki…” Yuu muttered softly. An unknown, but warm feeling spread across their chest. “Thank you.”
“E-eh? No need to thank me or anything,” Maki giggled, “it’s too early for that, Yuu.” He added quietly, letting the silence fill the room as realization struck his friend.
“W-wait, I don’t n- aHAHAhA, M-Maki! WahAHahait, I wahahas tahahalking!” Before they could protest or say anything else, those nimble fingers went back to work.
Maki smiled, this time moving one of his hands to tickle Yuu under their arm and the other to squeeze his waist. He couldn’t help but to laugh along as their friend kicked and squirmed, but never tried to stop him. “Let’s keep going some more… just to make sure, okay? ~”
He could not know exactly what happened or what was making his friend sad, but he could make sure that Yuu knew he would be there for them no matter what.
And to give them a good reason to smile and laugh again.
#stars align#stars align tickling#maki katsuragi#yuuta asuka#yuu asuka#lee!yuuta#ticklish!yuuta#lee!yuu#ticklish!yuu#ler!maki#tickle fic#commission#nim's coffee shop#to: wertzunge
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rory culkin characters during nnn || ♡
a/n: woo, doing this again. first part here!! i had trouble deciding if this should be part 2 or 3 because the first one was a collab soo.
characters? charlie walker, clement, marcus (his part was super short, also almost completely a joke 😓).
charlie walker..♥︎
it was actually brought up during a conversation with him and robbie. the three of you just laughed it off, not thinking about the concept too much.
but later, when you and charlie were alone, you decided to really bother him a little more with the idea. much like danny, charlie just wants you to be happy. so of course, he'll participate in nnn if you want him to.
he does alright for the first.. two night, maybe. he just gets so horny all the time. especially when he's with you! just lounging on your bed and watching a movie with you, he cannot keep his hands to himself. he's so handsy with you, he just wants to fuck you.
it's definitely safe to say that he doesn't make it past the first week. at all.
one night, he just couldn't get you out of his mind. he went straight for the lotion on his bedside table and lubed his dick right up. he doesn't like going too long without cumming, so he lost himself completely. he's so much more sensitive after not jerking off/having sex for a little while. he also gets agitated way easier than usual, which usually he never really does.
ohh, and he was so nervous to bring it up to you. he was all like, "um. i came last night. im sorryy 😣." he didn't want you to be upset with him.
but don't worry! because when you two are back to fucking (almost nightly), he goes back to being the somewhat cocky nerd that you're used to.
clement..♥︎
he thinks it's a little fun. he participates every year.
but this year, he's got a problem. he's dating you, so touching himself isn't the only thing that would throw him off. he's gotta deal with fucking you now.
but he makes it pretty far into the month, maybe two or three weeks in. just going along with his everyday life.
but thats when he falls apart.
poor boy gets SO needy for you!! he's hugging you, nuzzling his face into your neck and whining like an upset little puppy dog. his arms wrapped so tightly around your waist as he began to kiss your neck.
when he finally got to fuck you, he was a little upset with himself for cumming. he usually got way further into the month, sometimes the entire month. but because you were just sooo tempting to him, he lost early (but he'd never really blame you for it).
marcus..♥︎
it's a challenge between the two of you. to see who's the first to give in and cum. it was his idea, too.
but here's the thing, he's also an incredibly horny bastard, sex is a necessity to him. so he came up with a rule (kinda). he decided that the two of you can have sex, as long as neither of you cum.
it didn't workout as well as he thought it would, after a few minutes of that, the both of you got carried away and really started to go at it (as per usual).
so long story short, you both lose together and keep fucking like rabbits daily.
#rory culkin#i ❤ rory culkin#rory culkin x reader#rory culkin smut#charlie walker#scream 4#clement hick 2011#clement/rory culkin#hick movie#rory culkin hick#marcus swarm#rory culkin swarm#swarm 2023#nnn
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Love your works, keep going but don't forget to take care of yourself!
Its my first time requesting so bare with me, though you dont really need to do this. I just want angst hahahah.
Hsr men
You know the thing like if either they pick the world/everyone's sake or you thingy, hahahahah
Anyone really but put bladie first.
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A/N: ohh I absolutely love that idea! It makes for great angst, so I hope you'll like this! And thank you for the request!<33
Featured characters: Blade, Jing Yuan, Welt
Content: Established relationship, angst, hurt/no comfort, mentions of betrayal (?), just pain
Reader has no set pronouns!
((Not fully proofread))
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》Blade
It wasn't the world or anyone else he had to choose between. No, for him, it was the revenge he sought after for so long and you. Revenge is what motivated him and kept him going. It's all he wanted, all he needed. If he could get his revenge, then he'd finally be free from this hell.
And he was a selfish man. A man, who ultimately only cared for himself in the end. Who always prioritised himself over anything and everything. Including you. He told you this, he told you how he thought and how he was. He gave you a warning and you still stayed. He laid out the red flags for you and you still stayed.
So why were you so surprised, when he chose his goals over you with such unashamed ease? Did you really think, that he'd change for you? That he'd give up everything for you? Perhaps you were foolish to think that he would.
Not that he seems to care, as he leaves your crying and broken form behind. Ignoring the painful ache in what was left of his heart, before it too diminishes by the lack of you near him.
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》Jing Yuan
It was Jing Yuan's duty to protect the Xianzhou Luofu and it's citizen. He swore it under oath centuries ago, he spent years and years of training and energy to perfect himself for his job as well. It was important to him. So important, that he couldn't think twice, when it came to choosing the ship over you.
And it was so painful. It tore out his soul. Destroyed his heart, until there was nothing left. He wished, that he would never have had to choose and yet it was for the greater good. Even if you hate him after this, surely you'd still be able to live on safely.
He can't even look you in the eyes anymore, the shame fighting his guilt, as he steps away and apologises for the 1ppth time. Then he leaves, his eyes trailing over your broken form in pain and heartbreak, before they also turn away.
He takes it as his last memory of you, so that he can remind himself of the consequences of his sacrifices and suffer for another lifetime for them.
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》Welt Yang
It was always the world for Welt. Always. No matter what dimension or timeline it was, he always protected the world. And his world included you, but even that wasn't so simple. In order to save you, he had to let you go, he knew that.
So he didn't hesitate to send you away, promising that in another life, or dimension, you two could finally be together. But you ofcourse don't understand. Why can't you choose him here? Why was the world so much more important than you? Why can't he just choose you for once?
His heart rips apart, as he can only silently walk away, unable to answer any of your questions. He thought, he'd be stronger than that. He thought, that he was used to this. And yet, it took him all his strength to not turn around and go back to you.
In the end, he secretly felt like it was all for nothing. He may have saved the world, but lost you in the process. And what's the point, if he can't have you next to him?
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A/N: Alright, I hope that was angsty enough for you, Anon! Thank you again for the request!<33
#honkai star rail#honkai star rail fanfic#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail x you#hsr x reader#hsr blade#hsr blade x reader#hsr jing yuan#hsr jing yuan x reader#hsr welt#hsr welt x reader#hsr
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P.S. I Want You | Chapter 3
Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader
Warnings: none other than fluff I guess?
Words: 8.5K
AN: It's been so long since I last posted for this story. But here's the long awaited Chapter 3!! I hope y'all like it! P.S. the end is NOT angst. This entire fic is supposed to be pure fluff, I just suck at writing an end for chapters.
P.S. I Want You Masterlist
Natasha currently stood in front of your apartment door with a small bouquet of different colored roses and of course a postcard from Budapest. Her nervousness was through the roof. She never thought that she could feel such an intensity of the emotion, let alone caused by a person. With a heavy sigh she lifted her hand to knock on your door but paused before her skin came into contact with the wooden door. "You got this. You're the Black Widow for christ sake!" She mumbled to herself, trying to encourage herself but her own words didn't hold any weight. The door opened, she came face to face with a beautiful woman not older than you. "Oy, I thought I heard someone foreign here." The girl smiled at Natasha. "How can I help?"
"I.. uhhh.. is-is Y/N here?" The Avenger asked. The confusion was clearly written all over her face. "No. She'll be back soon though. You can come in if you want to?" She offered the other woman. Natasha shock her head. "Oh no, I don't want to intrude."
"Please come in, I can get you a coffee. Y/N always says I make the best coffee ever." She gestured for the red head to step inside. The words made Natasha jealous. Sending you the postcards made her think that you were hers in a way, though she knew that you two were nothing yet. The thought of you being together with the women in front of her brought up anger and sadness. She needed to get out of here quick. "No thank you. It was supposed to be a quick stop by to say hello anyways."
"Okay" As soon as Nat saw the other girl nod, she walked out and towards the stairs. She was so busy with her thoughts that when she arrived at the bottom she didn't see someone opening the old elevator door. She walked right into it, her head hitting the wood hard. "Fuck.." The person walked back out. It was you. "Nat?" You were stunned to see the red head again, it actually felt like a fever dream but in a good way. Natasha looked up to see you and god damn you looked way more beautiful than the last time she saw you. "Y/N.. h-hi." She stuttered out. "I-it's good to see you. Let's go upstairs."
"I don't wanna intrude." She told you. "Oh you would never. I only need to talk with Réka for a second and then we can go." You took her arm and dragged her into the elevator. Natasha was confused, where would you two go afterwards? This was your apartment where your most likely girlfriend was too. Were you too ashamed or embarrassed to stay long here? "Ohh you don't know yet.. would have thought Yelena told you." You mumbled still not telling Natasha the news directly. The other girl's heart was already starting to break, the possibility of you not being available anymore hurt her, you weren't even hers yet so why did it that thought hurt so much? "I moved into another district. It's an apartment I've wanted ever since I moved her and I finally had enough money to live there." The red head felt such relief and joy that she could shed a tear or two. "That's great! Where exactly did you move to?" She asked before she realized she still hold the small bouquet of roses and the postcard. "Also these are for you." She handed you the roses but hid the card. She decided to give it to you later. "Aww Nat. You really didn't have to!" You blushed. "But thank you so much. I love it. And I live in the inner city now. Near the metro station Astoria if you might know it?"
"I heard the name somewhere but I'm not sure. I never had the time to explore Budapest." You nodded in acknowledgment. "For how long are you here?" It wasn't a want to know it, no you desperately needed to know it. "For the next 2 weeks. I took some time off. Maybe you can show me around?" She wasn't sure but was hopeful that you wanted to spend time with her and show her around. You look at her shocked. Two weeks of Natasha?? And she wants you to show her around? What did you do to deserve this heavenly time with her? "I-I uhm yeah sure. I do have to go to work though. Luckily you arrived on a friday evening. We got the whole weekend for us, no interruptions unless Yelena is also joining." You joked before you knocked on the door. "Helló Y/N. Kérlek fáradj be."
"Helló Réka! Mennyi a posta ma?" (How much mail is it today?" It was Natasha's first time hearing you speak in hungarian and oh boy did that do something to her. "Egy levél és két képeslap." (One letter and two postcards.)
"A levél az én munkámból származik?" (Is the letter from my work?" She nodded and handed you your mail. "Alright well I told them my new address again so you shouldn't get mail for me anymore." You gently laid the roses on the table, opened your letter to see what your work wanted from you, then looked at the two postcards.
Hey Y/N Y/L/N!
You still haven't texted me your new address so I'm still gonna have to send them to your old place.
Greetings from the "Big Apple."
~ Yelena
The other one said:
Hiii Y/N Y/L/N,
it's me again! You have to come visit me whenever your vacation is. I have so much to show you!
Greetings from Ohio.
~ Yelena
P.S. yes I did copy my big sister, don't you dare tell her!
"That tiny little szuka.." (bitch) you muttered. "Thanks again. If there will be more mail just text me?"
"Will do!" She smiled and nodded you goodbye. You turned to Natasha, who seemed to be in a frozen state. "You good?" She hummed in a higher pitch. She was fine but at the same time not at all since all she could focus on how hot she found you talking another language. While she basically ogled at you, you put the postcards into your backpack, then grabbed the roses with one hand and with your other free hand Natasha's wrist.
Even though it was just her wrist you were holding, she felt all of the sudden super shy. Nat tried so hard not to blush in front of you both but of course you saw the tint of red on her face before you dragged her out of the apartment and down the stairs.
Right before you went out of the gate, she gathered herself and took her confident front while her insides were all jelly. It was a mask she mastered a long time ago. The mask or the acting was the main reason why she even came as far as she was now. You on the other side had an open and happy look. It sure was something new to you, being close to the girl you liked who also seemed to like you back but having Natasha by your side gave you a huge boost of confidence. And thanks to the boost, the huge urge to hold her hand in front of everyone came along. You were not someone who like pda much, the red head could relate to that. She wasn't used to affection so it made her very nervous when she felt you sliding your hand from her wrist to hold her hand. You notice her sweaty hands almost immediately but didn't comment it, assuming that this must be a lot for her already or simply just a gay panic but even calling that out or teasing was something you knew would be embarrassing for her.
After a couple of minutes you asked her if you guys should take the metro or walk the short distance. "Is your new apartment far?" She wasn't used to walk any kind of distance. Europeans constantly walk a lot and they don't even mind it which is mind boggling for her. You saw her hesitation. "You get to hold my hand for 20 more minutes love." You proposed to her. "If we take the metro we'd be there in mere minutes. It's your choice though." She was quiet for a minute. Thinking over her options. She'd love to hold your hand on the way home but the thought of 20 more minutes in public scared her. She knew that love wasn't just for children but kinda acting like all love like, triggered the familiar feeling and struggle of the mantra. "Let's take the metro yeah? It's not far from here either and the sooner we get home the more privacy we'll have." With a nod from her you lead the obvious shorter girl to the metro station, no words were exchanged during that time but you didn't mind it.
After buying tickets you rode down the first escalator, this time you guys stood behind one another since it's normal to leave the left side free for people who want to walk faster. As you turned towards Natasha who was behind you, you noticed the height difference was gone now. "Ohh look you finally don't need to look up to me anymore." You teased her with a slight evil glint in your eyes. "Rude!" She slapped your shoulder lightly. You only chuckle before stopping and giving her a big happy grin. "You're lucky you're cute." Natasha told you. She just didn't know how else tocounter back but you of course knew. "Cute? I'm offended Natasha. Don't you think I'm a lot more than cute?" You turn back around because you knew the escalator was almost done. "What if I told you that you're only cute and nothing more?" She said when you two stood next to each other at the platform. You once again took her hand, looking at her face to see if there's any kind of uncomfortableness, when you didn't see anything you answered her. "I guess I have to accept it then since I don't want to end whatever we have going on right now."
"Would be a shame if you end it. Especially since I came here for you only." Your assumption of her coming here for you was correct and that did something to you. Not only did her words make you blush, it also gave you a rush of what felt like butterflies. This was the first time you didn't know what to do and say. Instead you silently went into the metro. You were glad that it arrived in the perfect moment. When you guys got out a station later and you still hadn't uttered a word, Natasha was worried that she fucked up. She knew that couldn't have fucked it up that badly since you still held her hands on the way up to the streets. As if you sensed her self doubting you apologized. "I'm sorry. Sometimes I go all quiet when I don't know what to do or say." Nat walked next to you as you softly guided her through some smaller streets towards your apartment. "Thank you for telling me that. It'll definitely help me navigate my way around you." You snorted. "Why does it sound like you're-" "I just.. I don't want to make you uncomfortable by putting you in a situation where you feel like you don't know how yo act. I like our teasing and flirting nature but if it gets too overwhelming at some point I'll slow down."
"Nat, you honestly can make myself speechless as much as you want. Just promise me you'll pick up the conversation afterwards because I for sure make shit super awkward with my silence and body language." Your heart filled with warmth. Nobody ever was this respectful and thoughtful with you. She halted at a corner, wanting to say these next words directly to you so that she could read your face. "I.. I can't promise you anything but I'll try my best if that's also alright with you?" You nodded and gave her a smile. "Of course. Thank you for trying. I appreciate it." Natasha looked down, feeling a blush rising up that she didn't want anyone to see. She was being very open and soft with you. It's terrifying her but at the same she liked the feeling. You leaned against the wall to give Nat some space after seeing her struggle with things innerly. The blush was noticeable for you too but didn't usher a words about it. She pulled herself together and wanting to continue walking but the place you two were at gave her flashbacks. This was the place where she and Yelena ran to her sister's bike to flee from Taskmaster. A whole ass car flew right down the street but it seemed like there was no damage left. "Oh my god. This is where we were running from-" She stopped herself, realizing you didn't know a thing about what happened last year. She also didn't dare to look at you, fearing a curious look sitting on your face but nothing came from you so she stole a glance at you. You stood there so carefree while taking Natasha's whole form in. The red head looked absolutely fine in that outfit of hers. Black jeans, some tshirt or top which you couldn't tell since she wore a leather jacket over it and of course some sneakers. Nat saw the look you gave her. So she came closer and cornered you, even pressing her body against yours. The two of you were as close as it could get. Breaths were mixed, heartbeats were beating out of your chests and legs were feeling like jello. How either of you were surviving that moment was a question nobody could answer. Your eyes fluttered close as you were about to close the distance of your mouths. "I have to tell you something major." Nat whispered. She desperately wanted to kiss you but the guilt of not telling you about her real job was holding her back. "Is it important?" You opened your eyes while seeing a certain urgency in hers. "Yes."
"That's alright. Let's go to my apartment then, it's literally right around the corner." She leaned back and nodded. You took her hand once again and lead her to your apartment.
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"I'm an Avenger." You look at her puzzled. The word rang a distant bell in your head but nothing concrete came up so you asked her. "What's an Avenger?" Now she was surprised. "You haven't heard of the Avengers? Iron Man? Thor? The Hulk? Hawkey? Captain America? Black Widow?" Only after hearing the superhero names, you kinda realized what she was talking about. "Ohhh ain't that the group of superheroes or something?" When she nodded you felt your heart sink. Was everything she told you prior just a big lie? It all confused you, at the same time it also made you sad and angry "So you were lying about being an agent." You didn't even ask, you just stated it as it was a fact. Natasha was quick to defend herself. "No. There is some truth behind it." But she didn't explain further. And you swore that if she wouldn't tell you why exactly she lied then it'd be over. Lying and then not laying all your cards open after getting caught is a deal breaker for you. You looked at her and waited patiently for her to explain herself further, hoping desperately that she won't fuck this up. Minute after minute passed by, your hopes were now crushed, even when you saw a hint of a struggle in her eyes but honestly that wasn't enough for you.
"I value honesty more than anything." You tried again. If she wouldn't take this chance then it'd be over before it even started. When nothing came again you sighed while trying to come up with the best way to break whatever this was off. Natasha stood up and walked towards your window. She looked outside with a grim expression. Both of you were quiet and in your heads, thinking of right words to say to each other. When you opened your mouth to say the words I can't do this any further she beat you. "I was a Shield agent before joining the Avengers." For Natasha it was enough explanation, for you not so much but all you asked of her was honesty and that you got. "Alright. I just don't see why hiding that information was such a huge deal."
"We're huge overseas and I guess I was just very cautious." You nodded and believed her but you also felt like she still hadn't fully told you the whole story. Unsure how to move past this you continue sitting awkwardly in your living room. The other women started to notice the awkwardness and remembered what you said earlier. "Are we still good?" Were we? You honestly didn't know but your heart still craved her so you let this incident slip. "Only if you can explain your postcards to me." You needed answers, ones only she could answer. So the second she nodded and walked back to the seat she was sitting before, you stood up and got the stack of postcards she sent you. "They're in order."
The first one was from London. She started telling you why she hadn't written to you in the months before. "The Avengers were broken up and fought against each other which ended up pretty badly with half of us breaking the law and get arrested. I was hiding in Norway before my sister, Yelena, contacted me and I traveled to Budapest. We had a little undercover side mission here and it lead to London. Where we had to lay low but then I saw a souvenir shop one day and it reminded me of you." At that her face started to get a pint of red. "I uhh quickly wrote the postcard and somehow that was the start of it all."
"You chose a very unique and pretty card. It ended up immediately in my collection!" You told her. "Since Rome was such a short stay do you have something to say about that or wanna jump right to Norway?"
"Well all I can say to Rome is that it was really short but beautiful. Norway was once again more of laying low. I still was on the run. Then Toronto came and somehow met another fellow Avenger. Clint or rather Hawkeye. He actually dragged me to a big league hockey game." Nat grunted in annoyance at the memory. You on the other side grinned at her reaction. This is exactly what you imaged her to act like when you read the Toronto postcard. "You don't like hockey?"
Her expression was unreadable but she voice her thoughts before you hurt your brain by trying to read her intensely. "It's alright but watching it was boring. Dragging long, let me tell you that." To get more comfortable you lifted your legs and sat cross legged. Nat followed your example and did the same, though her position was sideways so she could look at you better. This time you copied her, also wanting to get a better view of her. "What if I told you I love watching hockey and american football?" She raised her eyebrows but also looking at your face to see if you were just teasing her or not. "Then I'd say don't you dare to make me watch it with you."
The biggest shit eating grin was plastered on your face. "One day.. one day I'll definitely dare to make you watch it with me." The read head's heart was suddenly beating wildly at your words and the grin that is still on your beautiful face. She didn't know how you could make it so easy for her to feel like this. Her eyes flickered down for a second. There she saw the Berlin postcard. The horrendous things that happened there flashed in front of her eyes and felt the weight of that trip drowning her again. You reached out for her hand and held it when you saw that her mood changed completely into the opposite direction. "I-I got caught.. they interrogated me for two months before a deal was even brought up. I was allowed to finish my side mission with Yelena. It lead us to Berlin, the authorities weren't keen on having me back in the country since we Avengers made a lot of destruction there. One thing led to another and somehow the person we wanted to save-" Her breath got caught in her throat. The words the wanted to say died. Your heart broke at the sight. Seeing her broken and this distraught gave you an ache in your heart. "I went back to my parents house. I needed change and comfort. In that time I didn't write you and I had hoped that I didn't fuck things up with you."
"Nat, I'm so sorry that this all happened to you." You scooted closer to her and put your arms around her. She immediately leaned her head against you. Your warmth made her feel safe. "Let's talk about the rest another time, yeah?" Her head brushed against you as she nodded slightly. "I never was much of an open book." She admitted to you in a hush of a whisper. "And that is okay. Nat, I only want you to be honest with me. If there is a situation you feel like you're not ready to share then just say that. I don't ever wanna push." After Natasha agreed, you tried to lighten up the mood by asking her about her superhero stuff. "Sooo.. Do you also have some kind of superhero name?"
At that she smiled and leaned back from you. "I do. It's Black Widow!" The name coming from the hero herself sounded so damn hot and mysterious. Plus you instantly loved the way she said it. "Hot damn, Nat that sound so freaking badass! What about a suit? Or like what else do you wear while fighting the evil?" Your bubbly nature of asking made her feel super warm on the inside. "I have a couple of suits that I wear if the mission is gonna be bigger. Otherwise I wear just normal simple clothes." Your mind immediately jumped to her in a superhero suit. "Oh to see you in action in one of your suits." You almost moaned at the thought of how sexy she'd look. "What kind of in action though?" She wiggled her eyebrows. You let out a gasp before you slapped her arm in a teasing manner. "Natasha Romanoff! Get your head out of the gutter." Then you cleared your throat before admitting that you wouldn't mind what she had in mind too. "Yeah? I can promise you that the suit slips on and off pretty easily." She teased you. Meanwhile you were stunned by the teasing you got back from her. "Oh my goddess. You really need to stop putting more ideas in my head!" You groaned out loud. Nat had a smirk on her face while looking at you like you were prey. She came closer and pushed you on your back easily. Then crawled on top of you, hovering over you but never really touching any part of your body. That action left you breathless. "Care to share those ideas? Would only be fair for me to know right?"
"What? You want me to tell you specific details of how I imagine I get railed by you?" She nodded. "That my dear Widow is something you have to seduce out of me but the only thing I'm willing to tell you right now that it definitely involves a strap on." Even though you felt confident to tell her that, a huge blush crept on your cheeks. Since Nat was so close to you, you felt how her breathing increased. She got turned from what you said. "Ohh who knew that such a pretty mind had all those dirty thoughts?" At that you couldn't bring out a word, you didn't even know what to say to that. She saw that so helped you by asking if you wanted to go on a date with her the next day.
"Yeah sure. Do you have something in mind yet?" You asked since it was her idea. She smirked at you. "Ohh I have plenty in mind but nothing of that is appropriate." You tried so hard not to let it get it to you since you blushed way too much around her already. "I really think you should stop teasing me."
"I know I should but seeing you like this is making me go wild." She confessed.
"Maybe we need to get this out of our systems before continuing with the romance part?" You said. Natasha pondered for a second. "Do you really think that once I get a taste of you, I'll be able to get it out of my system? "
"Could be since the having sex with me might be so fucking awful." Natasha snorted at your words. "I can't imagine that. You look like someone who knows what she does." You felt honored that she believe that but it was the exact opposite. "First time." You whispered, the word barely got out of your mouth. That shocked Natasha, she did not expect you telling it the information this honest. Some small joy bloomed in her chest, while you probably hinted at your first time ever she herself hasn't had sex with a woman yet, with your confession she didn't feel alone. When you saw her expression you realized it'd be her first time too. "No way." Natasha knew exactly what you were talking about. "Yes way." She got all shy but you still made her feel like she didn't need to be embarrassed in any way. "Had there been someone before or would it be your complete first time too?"
"There were times I had to for missions but not with any women."
"What do you mean you had to? Please don't tell me you were giving yourself up for the sake of a mission." When no answer came you felt the heaviness of your heart breaking for her once again. Tears were trying to break free but you held them as good as you could. "Oh Nat, I'm so sorry. You don't ever have to do anything you're not okay with around me and with me okay? You can also always tell me if you changed your mind because that is also an important option."
"Thank you. Truly, thank you so much Y/N." She was extremely grateful for your reassuring words. You nodded, then shifted the conversation a bit. "Soo.. I think we need to figure out the pace for whatever relationship we currently have because I don't think I can handle these mixed paces."
"That's truly going to be a challenge since I wouldn't mind having you in bed already while at the same time I want to get to know you more." Natasha confessed. You were taken aback by her boldness for a moment before truly realizing how your body reacted in its own way. Your cheeks were warm and red. You really couldn't believe that the goddess that Natasha was, was actually interested in you. "Well you'll get to know me more on the date tomorrow."
"That I will." She too looked shyly away. The new and unfamiliar emotions were getting a bit overwhelming. "I think it's a good time for me to go." You nodded sadly but understood that this day had to come to an end at some point. "Okay.. but don't forget to send me a text so I finally have your number and can send you the details for it then." Natasha looked confused at you since she doesn't know what you were talking about. "What? How am I supposed to text you? I don't have your number." This time it was your turn to be confused. "B-but I gave your sister a postcard with my number on it. She was supposed to give it to you."
"She didn't." Natasha was pissed at her sister. How could she not give her the postcard with your number on it? "Ohh.. well I thought you saw it since the postcards kept coming but hadn't the time to shoot a simple text." It made you sad that Natasha never received your postcard. You knew it was just a piece of paper but you still couldn't shake off the loss of the postcard. "If I had your number I probably would have sent you a photo from each location I was at and tease you with the great postcards I had found for you."
"That would have been exciting! Not only that but you also did a great job with the photograph you took in Rankin Inlet so I can only imagine what other great pictures I would have gotten then." You complimented her photograph skills. "If you give me your phone number now, that still can happen." She smirked. "I'll also be on Yelena's ass for not giving me that postcard." You held out your phone to Natasha. She took it and texted herself after adding her number to your contacts. "I can't wait for tomorrow." She smiled at you. "I can't wait either." Natasha surprised you by kissing your cheek before walking out.
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Today 05:37 AM
Brunch picnic date?
Today 09:21 AM
What time is considered 'brunch'?
Today 09:23 AM
9:30-11 AM
Today 09:24 AM
Nat I just woke up omg
Today 09:24 AM
Just lunch then?
Today 09:26 AM
What about a late breakfast date and depending on what we do afterwards either lunch or a picnic?
Today 09:26 AM
Multiple dates in one day?
Is that even acceptable?
Incoming call
"Did you even ever go on dates with your ex-girlfriend?" You greetingly joked as you can not fathom her confusion.
She felt the need to defend her as the words of her ex lover rang in her head. You only have time for your job! You're basically married to it! "We went on dates! Took her on more dates than she ever deserved."
"Nat? That was a joke okay? I'm sorry it didn't came across that way. I just can't seem to come to the conclusion why you'd think that it'd be multiple dates." You gently told her.
"What else could it be??" She asked confused, hoping for clarity from you.
"A long date? Or a never ending one?" She snorted as if that's the most ridiculous idea on earth. "That's stupid." Your heart went down your pants, fearing that this would be the end of planing a date. "So should we cancel it then?"
"What, no! I didn't mean it like that." Natasha said it fast. She was irritated by your opinion but it never meant that she didn't want the date to get cancelled. You broke out into a wide smile after hearing her being in a bit of distress that you put her in. "Just kidding with you." She groaned super load. "Y/N come one!" You giggled at her antics, liking the way she reacted. "Admit it. You love it."
"Pff. How can I love it when it's irritating?" She asked. "Well maybe because I challenge you in a different way and you're not used to it?" You pointed out. She hated how right you were. It made her feel vulnerable and that was something she did not want to explore more right that moment. "I'm ending this call."
"Natty noooo. I'm sorry for being so forward with you. I might be super comfortable around you already so I guess I have to hold back a bit."
"I don't you to hold back for my sake. I don't want to change you. What do you think about breakfast in one hour?"
"I'd be alright with it even if it were in half an hour." You truthfully told her. Natasha told you she'd be by your door by then before she ended the call abruptly. You didn't know what just happened, what triggered her mood to shift in the middle of the conversation. You needed to ask her about that later. For now you got out of bed and made yourself presentable for the date. And it was not long after you finished putting on a bit makeup when the door bell rang. When you opened the door Natasha stood there in a brownish-red shirt and black pants. "I hope I'm not late?" She asked while being a bit out of breath. You shook your head, then glancing down at the apple watch that you wore. "Why would you be late? You're right on time."
"I honestly didn't know what to wear." She said. "I then realized that I only brought some pants and tops. Also a dress for some reason." At the mention of a dress your eyes almost bulged out. Though you loved everything she wore, you couldn't stop imagining her in a dress. "I'm gonna need that dinner date." You muttered to yourself. Natasha smiled at that, already excited at the thought of your reaction to seeing her dressed up. "Breakfast is casual anyways so you're all good." You gave her a grin before complimenting her how beautiful she looks. The red head wasn't used to compliments and especially not when she wore casual civilian clothes. She didn't know how to feel but she knew how to put on the acting front and so she did, she suppressed her feelings and complimented you back. You two were quickly walking outside after that interaction, going in the direction of your favorite place to get breakfast. It was called Zoska and wasn't even a minute away from your apartment. "How does it feel to be back here?" You asked her. Nat took a second to think how to answer. "It feels weird. I have a lot of negative connections towards the city."
"Must be hard for you. Is Budapest as bad as you described São Paulo in the postcard?" As soon as the words left your mouth, you wanted to take them back. It was so insensitive of you to ask that. Natasha visibly froze, she regretted ever sending off that postcard but she was too shaken up to care at that time. "Forget that I asked." It was awkward for the rest of the walk and it continued up to the point where she asked you what food you would recommend. You had a hard time to recommend her just one thing since everything on the menu was just amazing so you just told her what you'd get and that were the Rántotta Menu. You'd get scrambled eggs with two toppings and coffee. "That sounds delicious. I think I'm gonna take that and... - wanna share some pancakes?" You looked up from the menu card, her green eyes were already on you patiently waiting for an answer. "Sure." You mumbled as you got lost in her eyes. They were so mesmerizing and calling out for you. "Has anybody ever told you that you have the most stunning eyes in the world?" The redness on her face didn't register in your mind, you were just too hypnotized by how her eyes looked at you. This whole situation was new for Natasha, she usually wasn't fazed by people looking at her but your gaze was something else, it was intense yet so soft and curious. "Well..I guess someone just did." She teased. "Good because that someone definitely wasn't lying. That someone is also sorry to stare at you for so long but they can't seem to get out of the trance those beautiful eyes put them in."
"Well that someone has one of the most beautiful eyes too." She shot back in the most seducing tone you ever heard. But since you were bad at taking compliments you had to give one back. "My eyes are nothing compared to yours."
"How would you know? You can't see yours unless - Y/N do you by any chance stare at yourself in the mirror?" She was teasing, you knew that but it still gave you a bit of a nervous-panic rush. "What? No!" Your eyes widened and suddenly you were thrown out of the trance. "I'm quite the opposite if you must know." Natasha lifted her eyebrow."Yeah? Tell me more about who you are." You smiled at the redhead and shook your head. "I'll tell you only after we order and eat the food. That's the main thing we came here for." Natasha simply took the opportunity to flirt more with you. "I definitely came for the pretty girl and not the food." Your body heated up everywhere. You didn't know how or why her words affected you so much. "Are you always such a smooth talker?"
"Perhaps but honestly just wait until you hear my dirty talk honey." You gulped. "Teasing me like this right now is just plain rude!" Shortly afterwards, a waiter came and took your order, it didn't take long until your food was ready to be devoured. Natasha was in heaven with this food, almost moaned loudly. Praised you for the great spot to eat breakfast. After breakfast you walked back to the little park that was basically right in front of your apartment, you guys strolled through there, you itched to hold her hand again but did no such thing after yesterday. Instead you asked what she'd like to see of Budapest for the rest of her stay. Your favorite places were the first thing she said. She wouldn't mind tourist spots but wanted to avoid crowdish places in case someone did recognize her. You understood from where she was coming from so you suggested museum's and doing a segway tour through the city.
After just aimlessly walking through the streets for a while you both decided to go back to your apartment for a quick break from the heat that started to build outside. You offered her something to drink, she chose a coffee while you chose a chamomile herbal tea for yourself. For a while the two of you were simply sitting on the couch with your legs crossed, knees touching each others and the warm drinks of your choices in your hands. "I guess I can see now why you stayed in Budapest. It's beyond beautiful and the atmosphere here is very pleasant." You nodded. "Well there are many other beautiful cities in the world and I've been to a lot already but I guess only Budapest's beauty made itself a home in my heart."
"That sounds lovely." Natasha said while a sudden longing build up in her to have the exact same feeling of home for a city as you had. She felt a hand on one of her legs, the warmth your radiated gave her a fuzzy feeling. Natasha wasn't used to physical touch and therefore kinda hated it, she forced herself not to shove you away since she had to admit that it felt nice to have you touching her. You saw the slight sad look in her eyes, you knew that longing of wanting to feel home too well. That's why you put your hand on her leg, it was your way of giving a bit of comfort. You were glad that she didn't push your hand away, in fact she even put hers over yours after a couple of minutes. It didn't dawn on you until that moment how touch starved you actually were. The warm feeling with the weight of her slender hand had you craving for more skin contact with her. You wanted to be as close as possible all the time.
The quietness in the room was comfortable, yet you felt super awkward about it so you had the urge to turn on some music for it to play in the background quietly. "Let me put on some music. I have a great new ambience or instrumental playlist." With that you withdrew your hand from her hold, turned towards the coffee table to put down your mug and reach for the remote of your speaker. Quickly you turned it on while lowering the volume since you knew you had in on max the other day, before connecting it with your phone. After you started shuffling the playlist you turned all your attention back to the red head who was looking down at her hand that you abandoned. You tried your luck again. You gently laid your hand near hers, slowly inching forward, the second you touched her fingers and played with them you heard her let out a small sigh of relief. "Please tell me if this or anything else I do makes you uncomfortable."
"This-this is.. nice?" She said it in more of a question then a statement. "It feels weird but at the same time good?" You realized that she must not have gotten a lot of physical affection as she grew up and that's why the feeling of any touch is foreign. "When was the last time someone hugged you?" You blurted out. Then being super shocked at your own boldness. "The last vivid memory was from last year with Yelena." You nodded, not sure if she even saw it since her attention still was on your joined fingers. "Would you be alright if I hugged you? Maybe even sitting on my lap while I hug you?" She hesitated but started to crawl on your lap nonetheless, her short legs were resting next to each side of your hips while her arms were hanging stiffly against her own body. You slowly put your arms around her, watching her expressions closely. When there was no sign of discomfort you pushed yourself closer to her and hugged her a tad tighter. Natasha stilled in your embrace, taking in the new feeling of being close and being touched so gently. The second she decided this ain't so bad, she hugged you back and relaxed her head into the crook of you neck. "I read somewhere that we need four hugs a day for survival, eight hugs a day for maintenance and astonishing 12 hugs a day for growth."
"That's insane." She mumbled into your body. You agreed with her. After a few minutes of hugging, you felt it was a long enough hug for her as a start so as you leaned back you were really surprised when she pulled you back in again. "You smell nice." Was all she said as explanation. "Thank you. I actually put on the most expensive perfume I own." She inhaled your scent one last time before she removed herself from you.
"Your most expensive perfume you say.. and all that just for me? I feel honored." Her teasing made you smile. It all just felt so natural. "You absolutely should." There was a split of a moment where she froze before she looked super nervous. "I want to kiss you so badly right now." She confessed. "Can I kiss you?" You wanted to say 'yes' so badly but you didn't, instead you tried to tease her again. "I don't kiss on first dates." She huffed in hopes that you found her so cute that you change your mind but you didn't budge. "Then we call its quiets on the date. Problem solved." You started to giggle which made Natasha smile widely. She liked hearing you giggling and laughing. "I want it to be special." You looked down to your hands.
"Oh so this isn't special right now?" Your head shot up fast, seeing her lifting up her eyebrow. "Would you rather it be in public where thousands of eyes can judge our first kiss?" Your eyes widen, the image of your first kiss being public made you very uneasy. You shook your head. "Maybe I make an exception and do kiss on a first date."
"Yeah?" - "Yeah" And with that you both leaned in slowly and kissed each other with such care. After the kiss the both of you had such genuinely smiles on your faces that you wished somebody would have taken a photo of that moment. "How's that for a first kiss on a date?" She teased you. "How about a second kiss right afterwards?" You shot back. She didn't hesitate for a second as she dived into your space for your lips and kissed you a bit more desperate this time. It felt as if she was chasing something, chasing the feeling of belonging and home.
"What have you done to me?" She said in a breathless whisper once she put a bit of space between the two of you. "How is this even possible? We're still strangers." You wanted to answer, reassure her that even though they were still strangers that whatever was between them was right but you couldn't. A loud ringing from a cell phone blared through the room, it interrupted the precious moment between you, basically ripping the both of you out of the bubble Natasha and you had created. Who's phone was it? Yours? No that couldn't have been, you always had your phone on silent since the tone of a single notification of an app irritated you. It was Natasha's phone and it was on the cupboard at the entrance next to your front door. Recognition flashed across Natasha's face, the only ringtone she had for her parents was the sound that was currently coming from she phone. "It's my parents." She told you as she slowly removed herself from your lap and went to get it. "Take the call. I'll be in the bedroom to give you some privacy."
Natasha was grateful for that but she also didn't mind you being in the same room as she took the call. Alexei's and Melina's faces popped up as soon as she accepted the FaceTime call. "Natasha finally you answered! I was getting worried!" Natasha and her parents talked for a while. You didn't mind her taking the time to talk to them, it was cute but after some time you became thirsty and had to go out of your room to get a bottle of water. So when you quietly walked by her, you were surprised that her dad spotted you immediately. "Is that your girlfriend?" Alexei asked with a huge teasing smile while Natasha wondered where he got that ridiculous idea from. "What?" He repeated himself. "Your girlfriend? Yelena told us about her." Yelena and her big mouth would be the death of the older sibling. "I don't have a girlfriend! I've literally have gone on one date with her." She cleared everything up. "Okay, okay. Just don't forget to use protection!" You heard a slap and then a new voice. "They don't need protection they're women." She scolded the man. "Just test on std's and you should be totally fine."
You looked into Natasha's direction, her face was as fire red as her hair, which was even more of a darkish red than when you first met her. You found it cute too see her all embarrassed. For once in you life you were glad that you never had these moments with your parents. "Why are you guys giving me sex talk?? I'm old enough to know what I'm doing!" She shook her head in disbelief. Alexei answered that they couldn't do it with Yelena. "Just because she's asexual? C'mon we all know that asexuality is little to no sexual attraction, the whole sex thing can still happen." Natasha's embarrassment turned into slight annoyance.
"That is true but the way she acts whenever we only being up the word sex is telling me enough. You however give off strong playboy vibes-" You tried so hard not to laugh but that ended up with something that sounded like a snort that then turned into a cackle. "Sorry." You whispered. "I'm only getting a bottle of water!"
"Listen I-" Her mom cut her off though. "Enjoy your vacation Natasha. Stay safe and allow yourself to be happy. We love you, bye." The Black Widow couldn't believe it, her own mother just hung up on her like this. And then the audacity to even emphasize the enjoyment she should have on her vacation.. she was just stunned.
You sat on the countertop in the kitchen where you had a great view on the couch where Natasha still sat with hot red cheeks. She seemed to be in deep thoughts too so you spoke up to get her out of that state. "Nice parents." You commented. The answer she gave you was unexpected since it was a question instead of a comeback. "Do I really give off playboy vibes?" She asked with shame. Suddenly she overthought a bunch of memories, especially the ones with past partners. Natasha knew the main reason her ex girlfriend broke up with her was because of her being too busy with her job but she can't help but wonder if the playboy vibes were an additional final straw for her ex to break up.
"No, you are more intimidating and mysteries. A flirt too but still super respectful." You told her truthfully. "Nat look, the best advice I have is to not hang onto words parents say to your face. They always think they know you best but they don't." She sighed, not sure how to feel. You saw her struggle so you continued. "If you don't believe me then ask Yelena or your Avengers friends. They know you well enough too. And if we're being honest I once saw a viral video of Tony Stark.. now he's the definition of a playboy or rather a playboy. Believe me, you're nothing like him." And with that you went to her and hugged her for a split of a second.
"Thank you." She said. You asked her if she wanted to watch a movie, which she quickly agreed to. One movie lead to two movies lead to three movies which lead to you both falling asleep on your couch. At some point in the middle of the night Natasha woke up by a sound from outside. She saw you still sleeping peacefully but thought you'd like it more in your own bed so she picked you up and put you to bed, then vanished out of your apartment. The next morning came with no evidence that Natasha was even ever there.
Bonus:
Yelena was furious, the airline somehow lost her luggage, she didn't care about her clothes since they could be replace but your postcard was in her suitcase too. She was too proud and embarrassed to get in touch with you and tell you about the incident. Unfortunately the tiny blonde ex-assassin had no time to visit Natasha. She couldn't get in touch with anyone for weeks, she only hoped that Natasha took care of herself and went back home to their 'parents'.
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Lol I love your Lackadaisy reader insert 😩
I'm actually glad they animated it ..so can you write a romantic headcanon for Victor I love big beefy men ..👁️👄👁️
I kidda like if the reader is like a famous model and him a over protective male wife
I hope this make sense thou tell me what you think..
I love your works and have a good day/or night (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )
lol so i really cant see viktor as like, a "malewife" as hes p traditional and rough around the edges but this made me think of some HCs with him and a married reader so here ya go!! It kinda got away from me.
Femme reader ahead!
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Regardless of how you met Viktor -- perhaps you were both from the old country and came to America together, or you're a fellow immigrant he found common ground with once he arrived, or an American girl who actually bothered to talk to him -- eventually, you two married. You were a pretty girl and he actually had trouble talking to you the first few times. Viktor was quiet, but sweet, honest and reliable.
You and him only got a few years of married life before the draft came.
He wanted to do it, hoping it would bring some kind of opportunity for you both. At least the pay was better, as most employers felt a Slav was only good for dumb labor and low wages.
When he came back, he was Viktor, but not the one you married. Not quite.
The job at the docks was one he'd been able to stick to for some time, though you know he disliked it. He worked for your sake, so you wouldn't have to pull such long hours yourself. He did many things for your sake, silently and without complaint. He didn't used to be this quiet.
You didn't hear about the terrible riot, or his involvement. You just knew he never came home, and then some neighbor said he was arrested. Then - there was some lawyer? Some man named Atlas May? It happened so quickly. No one at the police station would help, as expected. But then that man, that Atlas May, drove up to your modest little apartment and explained in his polite, calm voice. There was no need to worry. He has a new job, and you'll be much provided for. He wouldn't tell you why Viktor was in jail or what this new job was.
Viktor had to move to a different part of St. Louis for this job. He didn't even tell you in person, he wrote about it, saying he'll send money and you shouldn't worry about him. If anything, you should move somewhere nicer and not think of him.
Obviously you crumpled that letter up and figured out where the hell he's gone off to. Once you find the Little Daisy, you look around and see your big husband in the garage. You immediately rattle off at him. WHAT does he mean by this and what happened to his eye and WHO is this man who paid for the lawyer and if Viktor thinks he can just upend your lives and not TALK to you--
Your language or his, he gets the point. The whole building probably heard you.
So, you find employment in the Little Daisy. The pay is generous; you wonder if Atlas is either placating you or feels bad for the whole mess. Maybe both, but it's much easier than the work you did before. And his wife Mitzi is friendly - you think she likes having female company for once. In spite of her fancy clothes and talk, she's quite down to earth.
Even if you don't mind working the cafe, Viktor feels a great deal of guilt for "involving" you in the business. Well, it is what it is. It's not so bad, on the quiet days. Sometimes he's home in the evening with you, sometimes he's out all night and gets in as you're getting ready for work. You'll share a kiss and give him a long, long hug before sending him to bed with no questions.
If he's wounded, Viktor doesn't like coming home. He'll stay at the speakeasy and get it fixed there, and recover there if need be, until you drag him back home. You are not above cornering Mordecai, dangling a rat by the tail and making him spill what Viktor got into.
"You wouldn't - I just cleaned this room, do you realize how quickly those vermin breed--" "Ohh, I would, and I'll get more until you tell me where he's laid up!"
Actually, you have kind of a weird friendship with Mordecai, like Viktor does. You know the surly cat keeps your husband safe and has saved his life before. When you tuck away some sandwiches and a thermos of coffee for your husband, you start adding some extra food and a thermos of tea for Mordecai, too. He doesn't say anything to you directly, but returns the clean thermoses and cups to Viktor. And comments it's nice to know someone around here can make a proper cup of tea.
If you know Slovak, that tends to be what you and Viktor speak to each other, even in front of others. Otherwise you two have a weird half-English half-Slovak and whatever else that most people only get every other word of. He finds your accent very charming, and kinda prefers that people don't know what you two are saying. It's more private that way.
If he's around, he likes to join you on your lunch break and yall get a nice moment alone. You snuggle up and lean on him and he quietly enjoys the affection. He growls at anyone who comes in and tries to interrupt Wife Time (tm). If he doesn't have something to do immediately, Viktor likes keeping you company while you cook up the food and work the register though he kinda scares the customers.
He REALLY doesn't like the idea of you working down in the Speakeasy, you're a pretty girl, and that's a rowdy crowd. Even with all their money, the men are the same. The few times you've had to go down for something or to help out, it only takes ten minutes before some Mister Whoever stops you and says you ought to be in magazines and the pictures. If Mordecai spots the altercation early, he beelines over to deal with it - because otherwise Viktor will come by, and his way of dealing with it is picking men up by their necks and all but full-body throwing them up the stairs. Atlas doesn't complain - it keeps the other patrons in line. Mordecai just doesn't want to deal with the mess.
(Sometimes it's just some harmless drunk whose clearly confused you for a different girl and you still have to pull Viktor away. "Dear, please, no one should get their teeth knocked out for a misunderstanding ...")
More than once Mitzi has taken you shopping and dressed you up. If it's a special occassion - New Year's is a big one for Lackdaisy - you should go all out! She makes sure your hair is done and lends you some jewelry, and floats the idea of you getting Viktor in a tuxedo. It would never happen, of course, but she'll try.
Yes, it isn't so bad to be here - the violence is frightening, but Viktor always makes it home back to you. Maybe just another year or two of saving and you both can find a nice house in the country.
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Oops time for another episode of Smash thinks she can write 👀 Inspired by a post about Eddie being your roommate and the walls in your apartment are VERY thin…
Summary: you’re working out some pent up frustrations from the week but get a little carried away
CW: smut. There’s no plot here, just gratuitous smut. 18+ only, MINORS DNI. PIV/unprotected, masturbation (m & f), oral (f receiving)
Also shoutout to @thefreakymunson for making this mood board, it’s perfect as is she 😌
Anyway, smut after the cut.
“Oh, fuck” I thought as I pressed the wand against myself even harder, breath catching in my throat. It had been one hell of a week and my god, I just needed some relief. I moaned quietly to myself as I clicked the button to kick it up one, two, three levels. The buzzing on my clit had me starting to writhe and before I knew it my thoughts started to wander to my roommate Eddie…aside from splitting bills I wasn’t sure he even knew I existed but my god, the way he walks around in those grey sweats, it’s obvious there’s nothing underneath them. I clicked the wand up another level, losing all inhibition, one hand cupping my breast and teasing my nipple as the other pressed the wand harder into my clit, completely lost in my thoughts…”Eddie please, right there, god Eds don’t stop, please…” I pressed the wand deeper into myself, all self control leaving my body. “Oh fuck, Eds I’m gonna cum…”
Eddie was laying there in his bed, gently playing his guitar, working out the finger placements for a new song he’d been working on. The walls in your apartment were thin, so thin. He was putting every ounce of his concentration into this chord progression and he almost had it, he would’ve if it wasn’t for those sweet whimpers coming from the other side of the wall.
Eddie was nothing if not a gentleman, he was fully prepared to ignore those sounds coming from the opposite of his bedroom walls. But still, he was only human and as he heard your heavy breathing and the faint slick of you abusing your walls, he couldn’t help but take himself into his hand. He leaned back against his headboard, slowly fisting himself as he listened to you take full advantage of yourself from across the wall.
“Ohh fuck Eds please, so fucking close” I whimpered to myself, voice trembling with anticipation. I closed my eyes momentarily and upon opening them saw him with a gorgeous look on his face, lips quirked into a silent smile.
“OH FUCK, EDDIE!!” I fumbled with my vibrator, face beet red as I scrambled to turn it off and cover myself with my sheets. “What the fuck are you doing here??”
“Walls are thin, princess. Couldn’t help but hear ya…” he said while crossing his arms and leaning against my doorway. “Sounds like you could maybe use some help?”
“I was doing just fine on my own,” I huffed, still trying to decide if I was angry or thankful for the intrusion.
“Oh I don’t doubt it, sweetheart. I’m sure you’re more than capable. But still…if you need a hand…?” he said, holding his up and wiggling his fingers in the most irritating yet endearing way.
“You wanna help, big boy?” I moved the sheets aside, so flustered that I was calling his bluff. “Come on then, let’s fuckin’ go.”
“Oh fuuuck baby,” he breathed as he crossed the room in two quick strides. Before I knew what had hit me, his lips crashed into mine, the kiss furious and frenzied, his tongue immediately begging entrance into my mouth which I gladly granted him. My hand came up to fist in his hair and as I pulled he let out a soft moan before attaching his lips to my neck, sucking bruises into that tender flesh. With a moan I flipped us so he was flat against my mattress as I straddled his hips, grinding my core against him, the thin cotton of my panties and his sweats being the only thing separating us.
“You been listening to me long, you little perv?”
“Mmm not long, only as long as we’ve been living together. And besides, you’re the one moaning MY name, you little perv…”
“EDDIE!!” I gasped as I smacked his shoulder. “What the fuck??”
“Don’t you what the fuck me princess, you’re the one soaking wet for me” he said as he ran his hand over my core.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I whispered as my breath caught in my throat…”I’ve never thought about you a day in my life…”
“Is that so, baby?” he whispered in my ear.
“Mhm, never not onc—“ I managed to get out before he was yanking my panties down over my thighs, tucking them into his back pocket unceremoniously. A tiny gasp escaped me and my grip in his hair tightened as he flipped me back over and settled between my thighs.
“Mhm, that’s what I thought, princess” he smirked just before wrapping his lips around my clit.
“Fuck, Eddie please…” I whimpered as he sucked even harder.
“Needy tonight, are we princess?” he breathed as he ghosted over me and then licked a broad stripe from my soaking entrance up to my clit.
“Eddie…fuck, daddy please…” I was about to explode, every flick of his tongue pushing me closer to the edge.
“Yeah baby? I’ve only just started, you want your daddy that bad?”
His tone made my walls clench around his tongue, the deeper he thrust the more I lost myself.
“FUCK, daddy…” I all but whimpered as my eyes rolled back into my head,
“Ohhh no princess, you’re gonna look at me while you cum” he growled. My release was already beginning to tear through me but I managed to wrench my eyes open and as I met his gaze, that coil behind my belly snapped and I was lost to him again, a string of curses fell from my mouth as I used his hair to pull him even closer.
“Fuck, Eddie…”
“That’s the idea, darling…” he whispered as I came undone beneath him.
I was still coming back down to earth as he kissed his way up my body, sucking bruises into my flesh, making me keen beneath him. He reached my mouth, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled one of my legs up to lock around his hips.
“Fuck, Eddie please…” I moaned as the tip of his cock flirted with my opening, he was dragging it from my entrance up to my clit, my breath catching with every pass.
“Please what, sweetheart? Use your words…”
“Need you baby, need your cock…”
“Say less, darling” he said with a twisted smirk on his lips, driving himself into me with one thrust.
“Oh FUCK, Eddie…” I moaned as his tip kissed my cervix. I wrapped my other leg around his hips, pulling him closer to me as my lips fell open in a silent scream. I dragged my nails up his back leaving marks that would last for days as he buried his face into my neck.
“Fuck baby, so fucking tight…not gonna last long” he breathed as he nipped at the shell of my ear.
“S’fine baby, I’m so close…” I gasped between thrusts and with that he threw my other leg over his shoulders, practically bending me in half as he drove himself into me relentlessly.
“Yeah baby? You’re close? Good, I want you to cum with me” he said as he reached a hand between our bodies, reaching down to rub relentless circles into my clit.
My hips bucked and I wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling him down into a frenzied kiss. “Fuck, daddy please, gonna cum” I whimpered against his lips. He swallowed my moans as his hips and his fingers kept up their unforgiving rhythm and before I knew it I was seeing stars, my body left the earth and all I knew was him and this feeling, his name falling from my lips like a prayer.
I felt his hips start to stutter and I knew he was close. “Come with me baby, let go” I whispered in his ear, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist as I felt his hot release painting my walls. He pressed his forehead against mine, both of us breathing as if we’d just run a 10k.
“You’re so fucking hot, baby” he said, out of breath. “Shut the fuck up, Eds” I laughed as I pulled him even closer. He moved to grab his previously discarded shirt and I whined at the slight loss of contact.
“We gotta clean up eventually darlin’” he said.
“Eventually. Not now.”
“Okay. Not now,” he said as he nestled his face into the crook of my neck.
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Cuddles
Media The Maze Runner
Character Newt
Couple Newt X Reader
Rating Cute af
Concept first cuddle
I smiled as I had finished up doing the dishes from dinner, heading out to the main area of the glade where the boys had built their bonfire and of course, were up to their usual business, of fighting, drinking, playing their junk drums and all sorts of other stuff they think is fun. I spotted a familiar blonde mop over by the deadheads so I went over and smiled as he glanced up, "Hi newt" I Smiled
"Ohh Hi y/n" He smiled back putting his moonshine down
"Would you mind?" I asked glancing to the space of the log beside him
"Course love" he smiled patting the grass beside him, I smiled and sat down beside him keeping a fair bit of space between us both of us blushing a lot. Me and newt had of course been friends since I arrived in the glade, he had always been a sweetheart to me especially given I was our only girl but a few months ago he asked me out and we had been on a few 'dates' and I say 'dates' as in getting dinner together, picnics in the deadheads, walks in the gardens, talking up on the tower all that sort of thing. I don't know if I'd call him my boyfriend. but I don't know if I wouldn't. we hadn't really done much else other than our few dates so I don't know I wasn't sure. We chatted about work and such for a while even if I couldn't help glancing between us where his hand sat on the grass, I was nervous but as he was talking about the planting in the garden I moved my hand over slipping my hand into his which stopped him short he glanced at me a little nervous blush across his cheeks before he moved his hand a little to intertwine his fingers with my own I smiled squeezing his hand tightly which made him pull back I was upset for a moment but he apologized "Sorry sorry, Kinda sweaty" He says wiping his hand on his hoodie before he took my hand again
"That's okay" I smiled giving his hand a squeeze "Your hands are kinda rough"
"Ohh sorry-"
"No it's okay, It's nice"
"yeah?"
"I Like it."
"It's probably from working in the gardens all day. I probably have dirt under my nails actually. If Uhh if I knew we'd be uhh then I'd have washed my hands better before dinner"
"it's okay" I smiled giving his cheek a quick peck which turned him an even brighter red
"Uuuuuuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." he blushed fiddling with his hair a little before holding his cheek with a wide smile "Could I uhh?"
"Of course" I smiled
He smiled widely before giving my cheek a little peck too much slower than mine like he was more nervous than impulsive like I was "that okay?"
"Very okay" I smiled turning to rub the tip of my nose against his as he was yet to move any further back which made him smile and do so too, I pulled our hands apart which for a moment made him a little upset but I took his hand in my left hand rather than my right like before, and moved it so his arm could wrap around my back and I shifted my butt a little to budge up next to him so out legs could touch, still holding his hand in my own just with it around me now which he clearly liked as he squeezed my hand and pulled my body a little tightly, So I gave his cheek another kiss before leaning my head on his shoulder. He smiled and leant his head on my shoulder giving my head a little kiss as he did "Your comfy"
"Your comfy too. I uhh I'd really like us to cuddle like this more often"
"I would too" I smiled
"Newt? Alby needs a word" Minho told him as he came over
"Really?" he complained "Fine" he sighed giving my head a kiss so I moved away he gave my hand a kiss before he got up "I'll see you later? maybe?"
"If your not too busy for me"
"Never love," he smiled giving my forehead a kiss "see you later"
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m pt. 18
ok ok i know there’s been so much back and forth between these too but for some reason i just couldn’t get past the idea of writing miguel and y/n without including the plot of atsv and the real issues with miguel’s behavior so this part and the next will lead up to the events of the second movie before ending the series with the aftermath and a quick explanation of what i imagine will happen in beyond-tsv
but i will continue posting bits and pieces that can either be read separately or as part of the future of their relationship after this bc i am obsessed with these two atp.
cw: hangover, some smut, more marking, big fight, breakup?
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you woke up with a tequila headache two missed calls and someone banging on your door.
you were still exhausted, and groggy.
“Y/N”
you groan and pull yourself out of bed
“Y/N are you here”
you open the door holding your head
“ay dios mío stop banging please”
“did i wake you up”
“what do you think”
he pushes into your apartment
“uhh ok, what are you doing here”
“you weren’t answering me and.. i didn’t want to track your watch so i just came to check”
“ohh he does learn”
he flashes you and annoyed look
“is that my shirt”
“uhm.. i guess. i must’ve brought it with me on accident”
“oh uh huh definitely an accident”
“i’m not arguing with you this morning my head is killing me”
“i thought you were babysitting”
“i was.. and then i ended up babysitting a bottle with my sister”
“is that why you didn’t answer me”
“uh i didn’t see it until super late, figured you were asleep by then”
“i didn’t sleep last night had to clean up after the mess gwen made last night. besides still could’ve texted, so i didn’t have to come banging on your door.”
“nobody asked you to do that.. hold on what did gwen do?”
“don’t worry about it that’s a work thing, we’ll talk about it at work”
“but i want to know now. is she ok?”
“ay mi cariño don’t be like that. she’s fine. but seriously i wanted to talk to you”
you were suddenly feeling defensive, your talk last night with crystal had you feeling cautious about letting things get too close.
“we’re not together we don’t need to debrief every time we hookup”
“hey what’s up with the attitude”
“i don’t have an attitude i’m just hung over and tired”
“..you need food”
“don’t start with that again i told you i don’t get hangry”
“mmhm right” he starts pushing you towards your bed room “go lay back down”
you don’t fight him about that you’re eyes are still full of sleep so you just climb back in bed.
you’re half asleep when he comes in with empanadas and water
you eat but you refuse to let him think he was right so even though you feel better you just lay back down with a huff
but you feel him crawling onto the bed and you look up
“someone should really teach you not to just climb into someone’s bed without an invitation”
he just lays down next to you and pulls the covers down before he begins slowly pulling the fabric of the t shirt up.
“what are you doing”
“i was interrupted..very abruptly yesterday. i still need to finish”
he continues pulling your shirt up to reveal your tits but you push it back down
“finish what?”
he doesn’t even seem to care as he moves your hand away and pulls it back up again
“this”
he presumes to get back on top of you pulling your legs around him as his hand comes up to grope your tit and he begins kissing the other.
you tell yourself to push him off but it feels good, he feels good.
he sucks your nipple into his mouth which makes you moan despite yourself
“así es, tu cuerpo me necesitas”
that’s right, your body needs me
“i don’t- fuck- think i’m the needy one here”
“No soy necesitado”
i’m not needy
he looks up slightly offended
you look at him unconvinced but he rolls his eyes before continuing, switching to the other side
“estoy atento”
im attentive
“whatever you need to tell yourself”
he ignores you playing with your skin and leaving more marks all over your chest. he finally pulls back satisfied and just looks over you
he says quietly “perfecta”
“are you finished now”
“mm” he sits back and pulls you up with him sitting you on his lap “por que me apuras”
why do you rush me
he wraps his arms around you
“porque no volviste anoche”
why didn’t you come back last night
“i did i got here at like 130”
he gives you an exasperated look “Eso no es lo que quiero decir”
that’s not what what i meant
“i wanted to sleep in my own bed”
“Podría haber venido”
i could’ve come over
“Miguel.. we’re not a couple..”
“and yet.. sigues terminando en mi cama”
you keep ending up in my bed
“i’m being serious right now. we can’t keep doing this”
he let’s go suddenly
“what”
you gently remove yourself from him.
“the hookups, the fights, the sleepovers. it’s messy enough now but given… our pasts this will never be more than that”
“our pasts.”
“we’ve lost too much, and our lives now are too complicated this.. whatever it is.. doesn’t work”
a look of anger takes over his face “we’ve lost?”
“yes”
“your brother died, i lost an entire universe”
“don’t talk about my brother”
“you brought it up”
“you know what i’d ~like~ to bring up”
“id love to know”
“the fact that you only lost that universe because you didn’t belong there”
his face falls and then he looks angry again.
“what did you just say”
“you might not have done it on purpose, and it may hurt just as bad, but honestly i’m tired of you projecting your guilt and cannon theory onto every other spider person in attempts to come to terms with what you’ve lost because you can’t deal with the fact that your world imploded and you don’t actually know why”
he gets up
“and don’t even think about yelling at me, you know it’s true but nobody else has the balls to say it”
he stares at you seething
“don’t come in to work this week”
“what are you firing me now because i told you the truth”
“don’t.”
and then he just walks out slamming the door behind himself
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“well. thats one way to break up with a guy. get him so mad he essentially does it for you i mean really genius. i applaud you”
“we didn’t break up, we weren’t together”
“uh yeah- you were. maybe not in the normal healthy people way but that was a relationship”
“well it’s over now and i think it’s time i start looking for jobs in this dimension”
“seriously”
“what?”
“no way you’re gonna except going from helping superheroes hold the fabric of the universe..es together to working at a boring lab with a bunch of normal people”
“i don’t think i really have a choice anymore”
“there’s always s choice mana. if he’s as smart as he seems to be he’ll come around
“maybe”
“but you’re welcome to stay here until things blow over”
she goes to take the boys to the bus stop and head to work leaving you alone
lyla calls.
“hey.. so about you and miguel”
“what? there is no me and miguel”
“y/n please i know. i’ve known”
“well it’s over now so it doesn’t matter anyway. do you need me to come in?”
“uhh i wouldn’t. he’s upset right now, about what you said”
“why you think i was wrong too”
“i think it’s been a long time since miguel has thought about what happened with anything other than blind rage and self blame. give him time hon he’ll come around, until then i’ll keep you updated and do my best to keep him.. contained”
“thanks lyla”
“of course y/n… Oh! and one more thing gwen went to visit miles when she was supposed to be on a mission”
“she did?! why would she do that?”
“i don’t know, but things are getting a little hectic here.”
“if he- if you need me for anything call me”
“i will”
“good luck”
“you too”
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from the WIP ask game: 3zun mythical creatures sound FASCINATING please talk more
okay so!!
Currently im very undecided about what specific creature they are, because i keep moving it around lol
But tbe first idea is; Jiggy is half a fox spirit, half human. My notes on rhat are "BIG MAMA MENG is the fox spirit, a-yao is the precious treasure" i think im gonna stick with fox spirit, bc yes, but also?
NMJ was supposed to be like a bull-hybrid or something, but Im making him a minotaur/msht like that now bc I Can. (Shout out to NPC Bluud the minotaur from my dnd campaign who pushed me into fixation on minotaurs and centaurs. Love the guy.) Also i think i really want to give him the labyrinth symbolism. Like the haunted saber flesh cave thing from [nie-centric movie] but specifially for Him.
LXC is a dragon. I love dragons. I have zero (0) notes on him except "DRAGON, MATE MATE MATE" and half a note on egg-children. Love them.
The fic starts with a Xiyao meet cute with vaguely reversed dynamics? A-Yao is getting chased and caught by hunters and Xichen eats them :) what is one supposed to do, when a pretty, hurt fox is near your cave?
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It felt like his spine would snap any second. It was bent and twisted in impossible directions. His joints were pulled apart and squished together again, like he was just a tiny stress toy, for someone so much larger than him.
His innards were sloshing around, being made to fit all positions he was forced in.
Voices were screaming at each other, yelling commands, or maybe encouragement. He couldn’t tell anymore, for his ears had long since given up on functioning, trying to shield him from the cruelness of the hunter's words.
A high pitched sound came from somewhere above him.
He tried to get his eyes to open, to figure out which threat would come for him now. His eyelids fluttered, but refused to open correctly, for dried blood was gluing them together.
The sound stopped.
No more screeching.
The hands on his body pulled away and he could feel his body trying to snap together again.
A presence still lingered above him.
It seemed to bask him in shadow and cold, in silence and fear.
Something sharp tapped on his back, somehow caressing his body carefully.
“Are you alright?”
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(Again, just a draft And god i hate the word sloshing but i also refuse to look up synonyms out of spite.)
now that i think about it, Hydra!LXC is a fascinating concept. Or Hydra!JGY. He fits a hydra nicely maybe. Or hydra!wrh. Ohh, that'd be funky.
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After LXC saves MY they spend Yunping-like time tgt in the cave :) cave buddies. They discover the joys of companionship and homoerotic woundtending. Technically also homoerotic companionship but i typed out the word cock once and had to close the tab, so.
i do really wanna get into the nesting instincts of both dragons and *handwave* fox-ish creatures because boy do i love a good nesting.
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Meng Yao watched with half lidded eyes as Lan Xichen moved around. The dragon was collecting softer material and piling it atop the bed.
It ranged from blankets, over robes to simply linen sheets, that were softened from being washed a lot.
He carefully made his own way across the room, running his fingertips over the blankets, then the pillows, already at the headrest of the bed. He could feel his own instincts lurk under his skin, begging to be let out. Begging to be let loose, free to arrange, mix and match the fabrics, make his own nest, a safe spot for what was to come.
Slowly, Meng Yao lowered himself onto the mattress, immediately drawing his legs closer to his core, when he was seated.
Lan Xichen shot him a short glance, his gaze softening, impossibly full of affection, before turning away again, just to press a robe - light blue, with fine embroidery - into Meng Yao’s hand.
When the fox spirit regarded the robe further without doing anything with it, the dragon made a slightly unhappy noise. Immediately after he looked like a deer in the flashlights, frozen, surprised with himself.
“My apologies, A-Yao.”, he muttered, gaze falling to the floor in embarrassment. “I simply meant- will you maybe -”, he closed his eyes and took a breath, unsure of his own desires and ability to express them. “Would you wear the robe? I think you’d look splendid in them.”
An almost mean little smile flashed over Meng Yao’s lips, but he nodded and began unceremoniously to strip himself and exchange robes.
“If that is what the almighty Zewu-Jun wishes, who am I to decline?”
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(I do feel like i have to add that both exerpts were written like. In september LMAO its been a bit, whoops)
I was originally planning for them to just. Have a neat little fluff thing going on, where egg-nant jgy meets nmj and they bond somehow and *handwaving* wuuh 3zun, but now its more of a. Xiyao finds NMJ in the Labyrinth/Castle thing and either they play curse breaker (which actually would be a fun thing to get into, if one goes into the direction of "dragon blood solves/cures everything" or they get trapped there for a long time all tgt, and its like. Forced proximity but because they all have like. Specific things which i forgot cause its 8pm and my bedtime (/hj i need atleast 10 hours otherwise i hit a downphase agter 3 to 6 hours of being awake LMAO).
they get eggs. Rusong. Children. I need Xichen (who did NOT give birth to the eggs, rip him) to be likem. Snake-style coiled aroind them all the time. But not in snake-egg version, im goinf with hardshell eggs bc snake eggs are so cool and fascinating but im not having them "need to be up and not too close so they dont stick tgt and also dont flip bc otherwise the babies die"- thing going on. Snakes <3 so interesting and cool. Hensheng should be a snake that 'imprints' on MY and gets into hissy fights wirh lxc. They deserve it.
#mdzs#ask game#3zun#Cw mentions of pregancy??#Idk if it counts lol#I went so off travk like 4 times im so sorry#Wip#I kinda want to jist say fuck it and make it a greek myths(beings) AU /write thay but also#I think it eould just. Be me rambling about the myths and droppig so much funfacts that it doesnt count as a fic anymore#And would just be me talking about my favorite rhing ever (greek mythology and how it connects to society/literature and also hera <3)
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logical error cassie's fnaf spin + timeline stuff
i love her so much thank you @hearts4ggy and @viarayy01-blog for enabling me
also holy shit this is going under a read more. it's like 1300+ words oops
okay okay cassie got into fazco history first, and that was because she was pretty much drowning in the place from a young age. her dad worked there so she was at the daycare all the time, she met all the bots, when she was a little older she was allowed to watch her dad work on repairs in parts and service. the tech fascinated her from a very young age, and sometimes she would even be allowed to take apart scrap parts to see how they work! she's seen everything from wet floor bots to even freddy being fixed! she wasn't really supposed to be back there, but no one was gonna tattle, and she was super respectful of the tools and projects - never broke a thing, never stole anything, never got hurt. (her dad has his own workshop at home for personal projects, so she's had safety precautions around mechanical equipment absolutely drilled into her brain.)
so anyways, she of course cant exactly pin down when her special interest was sparked, but she was pretty young. originally it was just the differences in models over the years - the endos, the types of casing, the pros and cons of fur casing vs plastic vs metal, the variations between the different endoskeletons and how that changed what they could do (she was especially fascinated by just how different these models could wind up - circus baby's pizza world endoskeletons are WILDLY different from any of the others, what's up with that? ohh, those were made by the other co-founder, so all the other ones were mostly made by the other guy? maybe that's why they teamed up..)
while the models and tech stuff was her initial fascination, looking into all this, and especially trying to find knowledge on the elusive springlock suits and how they actually worked (seriously, they only ever made two?? the things she'd do to get ahold of one of those bad boys! even just the blueprints!), she came across article after article about mysterious disappearances around the place. suspected murders. horrific injuries. animatronics acting wrong.
one of the founders being accused of luring away and murdering children in the establishment, and then stuffing their corpses into suits.
what?
so she digs deeper! finds an old series of games by an indie game developer - stark crowthorne? there are eight main games and several spin-offs. (actually, she's played some of these spin-offs. the freddy in space games - aren't there some machines of those in the arcades at the plex? just who is this guy? AND he made flipside? she LOVES flipside!!!) she gets super, super into the fnaf games. some stuff in them lines up with real-life events - the murders, the shutdown of fredbear's, jr's, and pizza world.. and fazbear frights burning down - that all actually happened. the details tend to be either super vague, especially in the first two games, super embellished (surely someone would've noticed and reported a walking corpse, right? how did he even stay alive after that?), or it was just outright fantastical (you expect me to believe there's molten metal that the souls of dead children latched onto? you expect me to believe a dude injected himself with it just to be immortal??)
...but a lot of it seems to be based on real events. and this guy was hired by fazco for other projects, after he had already made these games..... and the more recent disappearances..
she's not quite old enough at that point - nor does she have enough information to piece everything together, but she does have a conspiracy board to put all her thoughts down on. her dad has absolutely listened to her talk about it before, but he was so lost the whole time. which, fair. she was like eleven and explained things poorly and he couldn't even begin know what was going on.
additional things before i move on to the timeline:
the indie developer stark crowthorne made every game, excluding security breach (it and ruin just don't exist).
flipside is what im calling fnaf world. in this world it was originally part of the fnaf series and called fnaf world, but the fans basically ignored it and fazco bought it, renamed it flipside, and slapped their new cutesy rpg on arcade machines.
fazbear frights burnt down BEFORE the games were made
help wanted is different. like, multiple minigames are just gone. have you seen the mobile port? that's what i'm using as my basis for the "official" final game, since the actual full length one was a beta tester version in-universe. unfortunately for me, the last time the wiki for it was updated there was a lot of stuff that we didn't know, so i'll just have to do my best (or buy the game myself, lol)
TIMELINE TIME BABEYYY
okay it's definitely a rough timeline, but
fredbears and circus baby's pizza world were planned to be open at the same time.
pizza world was shut down day one, while fredbear's was still open. elizabeth was the first death.
the bite later happens at fredbear's, on the crying child's birthday in 1983. fredbear's closes shortly after. the crying child was the second death.
jr's was opened at some point, and ran side by side with fredbear's until it closed.
jr's is the fnaf 2 location, and also where the missing children's incident took place.
the suits they were stuffed into originated from fredbear's, and are the same ones as in the fnaf 1 location.
charlie is murdered outside of jr's. this sparks an investigation. william is detained briefly, but let go due to lack of evidence.
jr's closed in 1987 after the second bite. mangle is the one who bit someone, in part due to their programming being really messed up due to their condition. the bite victim survives.
after the place is abandoned, william goes back and dies in the spring bonnie suit. the saferooms are ordered to be sealed in all locations.
a couple years later, the fnaf 1 location - just "freddy fazbear's pizza" opens with the newly repaired and cleaned up old models from fredbear's.
phone guy dies. they are shut down by the health department.
mike gets scooped, ennard is freed, and mike is officially on the path of suffering. this all happens at some point between freddy's being shut down and fazbear frights opening.
nothing else of note (that i can think of) happens prior to fazbear frights, which opens in 2017.
fnaf games begin to come out. all are released the same day as their real life counterparts, offset by three years.
prior only to fnaf 6's release, the events of 6 take place.
the vr title begins to be worked on. jeremy dies, tape girl ???, and vanessa gets glitchtrapped. (she's actually not even old enough to drink at this point. she's like eighteen.)
vr releases on the date of the mobile release.
another leap, pizzaplex opens like five years later in 2028. in that time, vanny makes her suit.
vanessa gets a job at the pizzaplex as the only night a security guard. takes night shifts.
whatever the hell goes down in ggy happens in between the plex opening and security breach. i unfortunately don't know enough about it to pinpoint anything more specific. but cassie's birthday where no one showed up happens during this time.
gregory accidentally frees himself from glitchtrap. that night, the events of security breach take place. the ending achieved is princess quest.
ruin takes place a couple years after, on cassies birthday.
additional info two <3
the crying child is cassidy/the vengeful spirit. they are not separate people.
charlie is the fifth in the missing children's incident. her corpse is the only one found, however it was days later. hence why the kids were still "missing". she wasn't the first killed, but she had a lot of emotion attached to her death, especially since she knew will. so she was the first to latch onto an animatronic. funnily enough.. susie actually was the first.
cassie knew ggy, not gregory :)
#x#logical error au#fnaf au#fnaf#tw child death#tw child murder#tw death#tw murder#ask to tag#x chatter#the things i will do for fnaf <333#this took SO long to write hope yall enjoy
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