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Blue Eyes Part II
The Betrayal of Someone Close
CW: Manipulation, Attempted Murder, Chest Wound
Part I
Blue found great success in the thieves guild and there was a clear favoritism from Remy. Most members didn’t mind. Blue pulled his weight like everyone else and was able to charm anyone who might think otherwise. Rumors started circulating through the guild as Blue got older and came of age that there were going to be plans to start training him as the right hand of the guild. Opinion was generally positive in the guild, preferring Blue’s sneaky charm to the brutal but useful tactics of Cahir. Life progressed though and it was nothing but rumor of course…
Blue had been asked to help Cahir with a job. Years had passed since the rocky first introductions and while they never liked each other it was important for them to at least tolerate each other. Cahir being the official right hand and Blue being the surrogate son of Remy. Simple job, get in the house, throw a couple items into a bag, and then get out. The owner wasn’t even supposed to be there from all the information that Blue was told. Cahir though said that in his scouting of the home that the owner tended to hide valuables up in their rafters a tight location that was unsuited for Cahir’s build. Blue wasn’t one to turn down such a simple grab job, especially since Cahir offered him a pure split on the job.
The boy perfectly melts into the dark scenery and light around him. He had found it easy to live by night during his time in the guild becoming one of the masters of stealth. He finds himself at a small two story home. He hadn’t asked what the person they were robbing from did for a living but it wasn’t uncommon to place a bit of fear into the common folk as a guild tactic. It was actually something Cahir was fond of. He grins as he gets to the spot right next to the back fence not seeing Cahir anywhere, it was strange for Blue to show up before him. Just as he was patting himself on the back a voice from around the corner hidden in pitch black dashed his pride. “You’re late.”
Blue huffs, “Well excuse me, you just said evening. Didn’t exactly give a time.”
“Not that you would have woken up on time anyways.”
“Not true.” He’s given a skeptical look from Cahir. Blue rolls his eyes, “Whatever. Let's just get this job done.”
“Fine…” Cahir turns back towards the darkness of the Ally. “Keep up.” He is quick to scale the building using the fence then the uneven brickwork to get up to a higher vantage point. Blue is close behind him using his dexterity to keep up with Cahir’s pure power. Cahir pulls himself up frowning when Blue ends up right next to him able to get up with no help. He turns his eyes away from the much smaller boy and focuses into the night. Blue knows he’s looking for any trouble and mirrors the action but also takes his time to walk the perimeter of the roof.
He’s surprised when Cahir speaks, asking him a question. When it came to these kinds of tasks Cahir usually insisted on silence. “Have you seen Remy?” Blue looked over at him, not able to read Cahir’s face to gain insight into why he was asking. It was no secret that Remy had been missing for two weeks and no one was quite sure why. Blue was cautious, Cahir was his brother in the guild but Cahir’s distaste of him never really went away. He knew that if Remy was gone Cahir was in charge with no one to keep him in check. Which would mean that Blue’s place in the guild would be short-lived. Not that he would put up a fight, he knew better than to question a thieves guild leader even if it was something he didn’t agree with coming from someone he didn’t like. He had money and options, disappearing wouldn’t be a problem if he needed to. Though something tells Blue that Cahir is searching him for how much he knew, making Blue think that Cahir knew more of the answer to that question than he did himself.
“No I haven’t, have you?” He still can’t read Cahir at all. All of the tells that the man had were subtleties to his face.
“No…” His voice is a mix of wistfulness, anger, and maybe a little worry.
“Damn,” Blue moved to look over the edge of the building where he had seen a second floor balcony making bets on that being the easiest way in. “Well,” He plays it off as ignorance trying not to sound worried. “Remy wouldn’t have gone anywhere important for very long without telling us.” It wasn’t unusual for something sudden to come up where he needed to leave town. Blue was usually told of course where he was going or he was on good enough terms with Remy’s housekeeper that she would tell him. When he stopped by Remy’s mansion looking for the guild leader though he found she was also up and gone. Meaning that Remy took her with him. He wasn’t sure what that meant. She would occasionally go with him to places but the pattern of why was never very clear.
“Right…” Cahir sighed, rubbing over his face quickly, like someone trying to wake themselves up. “Well to the actual job.”
Blue nodded motioning down to the balcony, “Bet you not even locked.” Cahir nodded in agreement and soon the two were down onto the second floor and in the house the door gave them no resistance. “You take point,” Cahir mutters from behind and Blue nods moving in. He has the better dark vision of the two and it makes for easy moving around. He frowns as he looks down the hall. It’s just for a moment but as he moves his head he sees small glints down it. The effect was like looking at a spider web in the dark. Only able to see it when the light hit one of the threads just right. Meaning that the hallway was riddled with thin trip wires. He turns his head back whispering, “Hall’s trapped”
“Interesting.” Cahir dead pans as if it wasn’t surprising to him that this house was trapped despite the information that they had given no indication of someone who would trap their home like this.
“Just tripwires, I’ll get over them and mark for you.” He moves forward and steps carefully and stops at each trip wire to mark it for Cahir. Luckily this was the only hallway on the way to the master bedroom. Hairs stood up on the back of his neck something telling him that he was in danger but he wasn’t sure from what.
Once through the door at the end of the hall after giving it a proper look down, Blue turned his eyes up knowing that a hidden stash was supposed to be up there. This all seemed to be fishy but he wasn’t getting paid to ask questions about the strange job. Cahir took on weird clients and thrill jobs all the time so Blue felt like he shouldn't be surprised.
“There.” Cahir points and sure enough there is something up in the rafters.
“Give me a boost?”
“Of course.” He kneels down and Blue is quick to use his shoulders to be boosted up. He tilts his head looking at the lock for a moment.
“Hurry up.” Cahir hisses from under him.
Blue rolls his eyes, he knows that Cahir can comfortably lift his weight with no complaints. “It’s trapped, give me a second.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Cahir mumbles under his breath angrily. It was hard to see but Blue could just make out evidence of a corner switch which if not pressed in would trigger some kind of danger. He pulls out his dagger from his sheath, beautifully etched one that Remy had given to him when he had proven himself a member of the guild. He presses it between the cracked opening of the chest. Keeping his blade down he slowly starts to lift the chest’s lid. In a moment Blue finds his balance uprooted. He scrambles trying to find a grip on the chest, beem, anything, but comes up short. Seconds later he’s landing on his back with a loud thud. Breath knocked completely out of him. He’s stunned, not sure what happened, not able to tell what way is up from his sudden fall. It makes him too slow to react when he realizes that Cahir is over him. “What-” Is all he manages to get out in a dazed voice before his breath is stolen from him again by a dagger being plugged straight into his chest. His hands fly up to the dagger feeling around in disbelief. He tries to take in a breath but white hot pain makes getting air in impossible. He runs through his head of what he remembers from his medical training. If you find someone stabbed don’t remove the object without a way to heal the hole. Don’t move the person until healed or unless necessary. Apply pressure to the wound until popper care can be dealt. Through labored breathing and hazy mind he manages to pull his cloak around his hands and apply it to the area. What feels like hours is only seconds before he loses consciousness.
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Hallmarks of the Season: Part 6
"Zuko!" Katara launched herself into her fiancé's arms before she even realized she'd moved. Zuko was taken by surprise, but he recovered enough to pull her into a tight embrace. Katara buried her face in the crook of Zuko's neck and took in a deep breath. She was shaking and a moment later, Zuko realized she was crying.
"What's wrong?" he asked, horrified. "What happened? Are you hurt?" Katara shook her head and wiped her tears away hurriedly. Zuko fished a handkerchief from the pocket of his leather jacket- because of course he had a handkerchief with his casual clothes- and pressed it into Katara's hand.
"I just had an awful day," she told him. Zuko pulled her into a hug again and rubbed her back.
"I'm sorry," he murmured into her hair. "What happened?"
"You didn't call me back," Katara choked out a wet laugh. "It's always a bad day when I don't hear from you." Zuko drew back and searched her face for a sign that she was joking.
"I'm so sorry," he said. "I got done sooner than I thought I would, so I moved my flight up. I was going to tell you, but Haru thought a surprise would be more romantic, and-and its sounded like a good idea at the time..."
"Remind me to have a few words with Haru," Katara laughed again.
"I'm really sorry." Zuko pressed his forehead against Katara's. She shut her eyes and took in a deep breath.
"It's fine," she said. "This was a wonderful surprise. Just...don't go radio silent me? You didn't have to say you were coming, but I tried to call and you weren't responding to my texts."
"Never again," Zuko swore. He leaned in to kiss Katara, but she flinched away. Zuko's brow drew down, confused and hurt. An apology was already on Katara's tongue when the door of the house swung open to reveal Katara's family watching the couple with wide grins.
"Zuko!" Hakoda's deep voiced boomed out into the night. "Great to see you again."
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Zuko was swept into the house in a flurry of laughs, loud welcomes, and jarring hugs. Kanna had arrived sometime while Katara was out, and she needed to be introduced in person. Sesi watched everything from between the banister rails. When Zuko smiled and waved at her, she waved back with a loud giggle and rushed upstairs to her room. Sokka shrugged at Zuko.
"She's pretending to be shy now," he joked. "Give her a couple of hours, and she'll decide you're her new best friend
Sokka, of all people, was the one to remember that they had someplace to be. When he announced that it was almost time to leave, and extended the invitation to Zuko, Katara's heart leapt into her throat.
"Zuko just had a really long flight," Katara reminded her brother. "Maybe we should reschedule."
"No way!" Sokka protested. "Su-I mean, everyone had to rearrange their schedules for tonight. I thought you were all anxious to drag Zuko around to everyone we know."
"I will!" Katara said, folding her arms. "But how about we let Zuko get settled first? He must be tired."
"I'm fine, actually," Zuko cut in. "I got some sleep on the plane. Besides, jetlag is telling my body that's it the middle of the morning still." Katara blanched. Her mind raced for a plausible excuse not to have to go to the bar that night. She had nothing.
"Alright," she relented. "Let me go get changed, then we can go." Katara fled the living room, praying that no one noticed her reluctance.
Katara grabbed fresh clothes and then went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She sank to the floor and dragged her hand through her hair. Maybe they would cancel if she said she was sick. Zuko would, she knew. The prospect of staying home and watching movies with Hakoda, Kanna and Sesi would appeal to him. Then she could get through the rest of this visit without seeing Aang again.
Sokka would ask questions, Katara reminded herself. And Zuko would notice her being evasive. Aang might not even show up. Or if he did, he would certainly not try to speak to her with Zuko there. Katara climbed to her feet and turned on the shower as hot as she could stand it. The steam had settled into a thick fog when she finally stepped into the shower, and she relished the the close feeling it gave her. She couldn't see much clearly aside from her own limbs. The water struck her skin almost painfully, but she welcomed it. She hadn't been able to get warm since she'd gotten home.
Katara got out of the shower before Sokka could start complaining about how long she was taking. When she went downstairs, her face still red from scrubbing so hard, she found Kanna and Sokka entertaining Zuko while Sesi helped Hakoda make snacks in the kitchen. The urge to just cancel the evening and stay home intensified. This had been all she'd wanted since Zuko said he'd join her family for the holidays. Sokka, though, was anxious to get going. In spite of herself, Katara was amused. Sokka had put on the best of his casual clothes. He was wearing a deep blue turtleneck sweater that played up his lighter blue eyes and warm brown skin. He was trying very hard to look good, and Katara was certain he wasn't trying to impress Toph or Zuko.
Not that Katara could claim her choice of clothes was completely coincidental. She was wearing a red blouse. Zuko had told her a few times that red was his favorite color on her. The way his eyes lingered on her as she walked down the stairs made her feel justified in her choice.
"You look pretty," Sesi said when she saw Katara.
"Very," Zuko concurred. Katara blushed and bit her lips to keep from grinning like an idiot. Still, Hakoda, Sokka and Kanna exchanged amused glances.
Zuko's reservation at the inn in town wasn't able to be moved up a day. He would be staying at Hakoda's house on the couch.
"I'll have a bigger bed in the guest room the next time you visit," Hakoda promised him apologetically.
"It's fine," Zuko assured him. "I did a lot of traveling volunteer work when I was in college. I've had a lot rougher sleeping arrangements than a comfortable couch in a nice home." Kanna sidled up to Katara and nudged her in her ribs.
"I like him," she whispered to her granddaughter. Katara grinned at Kanna and nodded.
"Me, too."
Sokka drove them to Toph's barcade. The Bind Bandit was only two years old, but it had become a staple among the young adults of the town. That evening the place was packed, but Toph had reserved a private booth for her friends. She was already waiting with Suki when Katara, Sokka and Zuko arrived.
"Hi!" Suki greeted them with a friendly wave. Then she turned to Toph and informed her of the trio's arrival.
"You don't have to give me a running commentary," she told Suki with a sardonic grin. "I can figure stuff out by context."
"Sorry," Suki apologized sheepishly. Toph's grin widened and turned mischievous.
"Oh, you're going to be fun to mess with," she said. "I can tell already."
"She's blind," Katara whispered to Zuko. "And she loves teasing people about it." Zuko nodded, then stepped forward.
"Hi," he greeted the women. "I'm Zuko." Then he stuck his hand out to Toph and waited a beat.
"Did he just put his hand out for me to shake?" Toph asked drily. Zuko, realizing his mistake, immediately shoved his hand into his pocket as the group erupted into laughter. Zuko even managed an embarrassed chuckle.
"Sorry," he said. "Force of habit." Toph grinned wolfishly and turned in Katara and Sokka's direction.
"Yeah," she said. "Tonight is going to be lots of fun." Then Toph clapped her hands and rubbed them together. "Alright, folks. Here's what's going to happen. You're my guest tonight to food, drinks and games are on me. Go bananas!"
"Alright, Toph!" Sokka cheered. "Suki, you have to try the banh mi sliders."
"That sounds good," Suki said. "I was looking a the fried cheese sticks earlier."
"Go up and tell the bar tender what you want," Toph said. "Tell them is for the boss's table."
Sokka and Suki volunteered to put in the orders for everyone and bring back some starter drinks. They were gone before Zuko could volunteer to help Sokka instead. Katara poked him in his side lightly and shook her head. Zuko's face lit up in understanding, and he winked at Katara. She let out a snort of laughter.
"It's so much fun when people have silent conversations around me," Toph drawled sarcastically.
"Sorry, that was rude," Zuko said, sliding into the booth behind Katara.
"I was just letting Zuko in on the little seeds of romance being planted," Katara told Toph.
"Those two?" Toph cocked her head towards the empty seats. "Yeah...I could see it. Suki's super into him."
"She said so?" Katara asked, her eyes widening in excitement.
"Not in words," Toph said. "But it's pretty obvious. She came in asking for his party and she kept casually bringing him up. I like her. Ex-military and she runs a martial arts studio, so you know she's no wimp."
"Sesi loves her, too," Katara said. She leaned into Zuko. "I really hope this works out. Losing Yue was rough on him. He hasn't been out with anyone since."
"Shh!" Toph nudged Katara. "They're coming back." Zuko turned and saw Suki and Sokka coming back carrying pitchers and a tray of shots. He turned back to Toph with a bewildered look on his face.
"How did you-?"
"I have my ways." Toph grinned, fixing her unnervingly sharp, sightless eyes on him. Zuko looked down at Katara, who just shrugged.
"You'll get used to it," she assured him.
Sokka placed two full pitchers, one beer, one soda on the table and stepped back to let Suki set her tray down.
"They're going to bring the food to the table," he said. "In the meantime, I think it's time to toast and get toasted."
"Hey, big brother," Katara reached over and pulled the tray of shots away from Sokka. "Did you forget you're our designated driver tonight?"Sokka's face fell instantly.
"Rookie mistake," Toph clicked her tongue. "You should've taken a cab."
"What if we leave the car here and take a cab home?" Sokka suggested.
"I'm not running a parking garage."
"Come on!" Sokka pleaded. "I never get to do stuff like this anymore." Toph thought for a moment, then a slow smile spread over her face.
"Alright," she agreed at last. "I'll let you leave your car here. Both out of the goodness of my heart, and because Sesi isn't going to understand that you have a hangover." Sokka blanched at that. He looked from the beer to the shots to the soda.
"Maybe..." he cleared his throat nervously. "Maybe I should get us a round of water. Just to stay hydrated." He hurried back to the bar, chased by the sounds of his friends laughing.
"So, Zuko," Toph turned towards him. "I already got the low down on Suki, here. Tell me about you."
"Well..." Zuko glanced around nervously and shrugged. "I'm not really sure where to start."
"Katara said you two met in Ba Sing Se?" Suki offered. "Were you born there?"
"No, actually," Zuko said. "I'm from Caldera. I moved to Ba Sing Se about ten years ago."
"Wait," Toph cut in. "Caldera? You're Zuko Kaji? As in The Kajis? As in the Sozin Inc. Kajis?" Zuko's face flushed a bright red.
"I haven't been associated with Sozin Inc in a long time," he said. "But yes, that's my father's company." Toph shook her head and let out a low whistle.
"I've met your dad," she told him. Zuko raised his brow expectantly. "He sucks." Suki choked on her soda
"Yeah, he does," Zuko snorted. "How do you know him?"
"My parents run a cyber security firm," Toph said. "They have a contract with Sozin."
"Oh!" Recognition dawned on Zuko. "You're a Bei Fong. Small world."
"Microscopic."
"Toph, I told you ages ago that Zuko was from Caldera," Katara reminded her friend. Toph just shrugged.
"I didn't put two and two together," she said. "I've heard about you. You stood up to your dad when he wanted to lay off a bunch of people to pay for a shinny new headquarters, then left the family business to do your own thing and took a lot of the people who'd been laid off with you. I'm impressed. That took guts."
"You did?" Suki asked. "That's really cool."
"Zuko's the most selfless CEO I've ever met," Katara said, beaming at him proudly.
"It wasn't all that," Zuko grumbled, drawing his shoulders up to his ears.
"And he's modest, too," Katara laughed. Zuko leaned in to kiss her, but Katara turned away at the last moment. Sokka returned with the water, distracting everyone. He set the pitcher down and looked around the table in confusion.
"Aang still hasn't shown up?" He checked his watch and frowned. "What's keeping him? Did he say he was going to be late when you stopped by his shop?" Katara could feel her cheeks heat up with consciousness. She shook her head uncertainly.
"Maybe he changed his mind about coming tonight." Sokka shrugged. "Still, you think he'd call or something." Katara made a noncommittal sound and poured a cup of beer.
"Why don't we grab a game or something?" Katara suggested.
"Not that one with the song lyrics," Toph said. "I cannot listen to Sokka's off-key butchering of whatever song he half remembered from the top 40 chart." Suki slid out to let Katara out. Zuko hurried after her. They passed a row of noisy arcade games to the wall of board games in silence.
"We need to pick something that Toph can play," Katara explained. "There are games with braille on them in that corner."
"Are you okay?" Zuko asked suddenly. Katara froze and turned to him with wide eyes.
"What do you mean?" She busied herself looking for a game. Zuko caught her hands and guided her around to face him, but Katara kept her eyes on their intertwined hands. She ran her thumb over his knuckles absently.
"You've been off all evening," he said. "Are you mad at me?" Now Katara met his eyes with a gasp.
"I'm not mad at you," she told him.
"You keep pulling away from me when I try to kiss you," Zuko pointed out. "You only do that when you're upset with me." Katara blinked hard against tears that suddenly sprang to her eyes.
"It's not you," she assured him. "I'm not mad at you. I just...I don't want to talk about it here."
"Did you want to stay home tonight?" Zuko asked. "I can tell everyone the jetlag caught up with me, and we can get out of here." Katara took a deep breath and hugged Zuko tight.
"I'm okay," she said firmly. "I want you to get to know my friends." Zuko hesitated, rubbing circles between Katara's shoulders.
"Alright," he said at last. "But let me know if you change your mind about leaving." Katara smiled into his chest.
"I'm sorry I made you think I'm mad at you," she murmured. "You haven't done anything wrong. You're wonderful."
"That's good to hear." Zuko pulled away and gave Katara one last concerned look over. Then he took her hand and brought it to his lips. Katara allowed him to press a quick kiss to her knuckles. Zuko started to lead the way back to the table, but Katara stopped him.
"We're supposed to be picking games," she said with feigned exasperation. They grabbed a trivia game, a comparison card game, and a block stacking game. This last one Zuko looked at with uncertainty.
"Toph is scary good at this game," Katara told him. "You'll see."
Katara was recounting one particularly epic game night when she and her friends were in high school, where Toph managed to pull the last brick from a row without toppling the precarious stack of blocks above it.
"To this day, no one can figure out how she did it," Katara said as the rounded the corner to the table.
"Hey, look to finally decided to join us," Sokka said, gesturing at the other end of the table. Katara's heart stopped, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Aang popped his head from around the booth and smiled at Katara.
"...hi," Katara said awkwardly. She cleared her throat and glanced around awkwardly and set the games she had been carrying on the table. "Um...Aang, this is Zuko, my fiancé. Zuko, this is Aang..."
"Hi," Zuko greeted him. "Great to meet another friend of Katara's."
"Yeah," Aang laughed. "I mean we were a little more than friends at one point." That statement landed with a thud. Zuko's smile faded a bit and Katara was sure her friends could see that she wanted the ground to swallow her. Thankfully, Toph saved the moment.
"Oh, please," she snorted loudly. "You dated her for two months in high school. That's a very little more than friends." Sokka and Suki laughed a bit too hard at that. Two angry splotches of red colored Aang's cheeks, but he slid out to let Katara into the booth. He started to sit beside her, but Katara grabbed Zuko's hand yanked him in behind her, nearly knocking Aang over in the process.
"Sorry about that," Zuko said in a way that seemed...less than apologetic. An awkward silence settled over the table. This time Suki stepped in to break the tension.
"So, what games did we get?" she asked. "And can we turn them into drinking games?"
"We got the tower game," Katara said, grinning at Sokka and Toph. "How about whoever knocks the tower down takes a shot." Sokka inhaled sharply.
"Slow down!" he said. "My liver can only take so much abuse."
"If we're going to do this, we'll need more than a round of shots," Toph said. She stood up and headed towards the bar. She came back a moment later with a full bottle of soju.
"You're trying to kill me," Sokka groaned.
"I thought you wanted to get toasted," Toph said innocently.
"Toasted," Sokka repeated as he took the blocks out of the box. "Not black out drunk. That's okay, though. I've been playing this game with Sesi for years now. I've gotten a lot better."
"Make sure you eat plenty," Katara said, pushing the plate of banh mi sliders and barbeque wings towards her brother.
"Did you guys order anything without meat?" Aang asked crossly, looking at the greasy meat sandwiches on the table.
"We have fried cheese sticks and onion rings coming," Sokka told him.
"Great..." Aang folded his arms and scowled. "That'll fill me right up."
"Simmer down, Aang," Toph said. "I have a whole vegetarian menu. Go order whatever you want. It's on the house tonight."
"It would have been nice if someone had thought to order something for me," he grumbled, climbing reluctantly to his feet.
"Well, maybe if you had shown up on time, you could have asked," Toph retorted, unsympathetically. "Stop whining and go get your food." Aang snorted irritably and went up to the bar to put in his order.
"What's his deal?" Sokka asked, scrunching up his nose.
"No idea," Toph said. "But if he doesn't snap out of it, I'm going to make him go stand in the corner." That got a laugh from the table.
Aang managed to find a better attitude by the time he returned to the table. He poured himself a shot from the soju bottle when he sat down. Once the game started, he took another shot, and he seemed to even be back to his normal cheerful self. He chattered on about memories from high school, and cracked his friends up with anecdotes from his misadventures over the years before he returned to his hometown. He even made an effort to get to know Suki, and not so subtly talk up Sokka in their conversation. To Katara he said little directly. To Zuko even less. As the evening went on, the slight was becoming more noticeable. Katara did her best to keep Zuko from realizing by keeping him involved in discussions with everyone else and encouraging her friends to ask him questions. Aang would huff and sigh and then turn the conversation in a different direction. At one point, Sokka stood up and announced it was time for another round of drinks.
"Aang, come help me," he said after he'd gotten everyone's orders. Aang agreed after a moments hesitation and slid out of the booth. With them gone, the conversation migrated around to Katara and Zuko's engagement and wedding plans.
"We haven't settled on a date yet," Katara was telling Suki and Toph when Sokka and Aang returned. "I think I'd like a spring wedding, though."
"I don't have a preference," Zuko said with a shrug. "But, I don't really want a long engagement."
"Gran-Gran said the same thing," Katara told him with a wide smile.
"What's the matter Zuko?" Aang asked, addressing Zuko directly for the first time. He reached across the table to grab his drink from the tray. "Afraid she'll change her mind?" Aang gave him an exaggerated wink and nudged him just slightly too hard in the ribs.
"Not at all," Zuko replied gamely. "I just don't want to wait too long to be able to call her my wife." Suki, and to everyone's surprise, Toph cooed at that.
"That's really sweet," Suki said. "I'd love to find someone who feels that way about me, someday." Sokka choked a bit on his drink at that.
"Are you alright?" Katara asked. Sokka was flustered, but he nodded yes and ran a hand through his hair.
"Whiskey just went down the wrong pipe," he said. Katara caught his eye and wriggled her brows at him. Sokka shot her a dirty glare and then pointedly looked away from her, but Katara was not to be deterred.
"You know, Sokka here is great at that dance game," she said.
"Really?" Suki asked, turning to Sokka. "I love that game."
"Oh...?" was Sokka's intelligent reply. "That's cool. A-are you any good at it?" Suki's mouth turned up into a smirk.
"Well, I was three time champ at my barracks," she told him. "I'd say I'm pretty good."
"Impressive..." Sokka cleared his throat and took another swallow of his drink. "Would you be up to a friendly match?" Katara could have cheered for her brother, but she settled for bumping her shoulder against Zuko's in excitement. Suki accepted the challenge and they ran off to the game. They didn't ask for an audience and no one offered to go with them. Katara and Toph joked and laughed a bit over the situation, and made predictions about how long it would be before Sokka and Suki were dating. Katara was going to suggest going over to peek at how the contest was going, when a server rushed up to the table, looking nervous.
"Um...Ms. Bei Fong," the jumpy young man gave a slight bow.
"I'm not working tonight," Toph told him.
"I-I know," the server stammered. "But...there's a situation in the kitchen."
"Whatever it is, you guys can handle it." Toph folded her arms stubbornly. The server shifted nervously on his feet, unsure of what to do.
"Okay," he said at last. "We'll try, but...the fire extinguisher is missing." Toph froze for a beat and then growled in irritation as she dragged herself from her seat at the middle of the circular booth.
"Honestly, what do I even pay a kitchen manager for?" she muttered. The server gave Toph his elbow and guided her back towards the kitchen. Zuko watched her go in alarm.
"Should we start making our way out of here?" he asked.
"Nah," Katara said waving off his concern. "It's probably just a little grease fire. But I do need to go to the bathroom." Zuko started to ask Aang to get up so he could let Katara out, but Katara told them to stay where they were and slid the long way out of the booth. Katara glanced back at the table, uncertain of whether to leave Zuko alone with Aang, but her bladder reminded her that she had a more pressing issue to attend to. She wouldn't be gone long anyway.
Aang was standing outside the bathroom when Katara emerged a few minutes later. She paused when she saw him, but moved aside to let him into the bathroom.
"I...um...came to speak to you, actually," he said. He swayed on his feet, and it was clear that the three shots and his drink had caught up with him. Katara glanced around nervously.
"We can talk at the table," she said.
"Please!" Aang begged. "I need to speak to you alone. It'll just take a moment. I just wanted to talk about...well earlier."
"Aang, honestly, it's fine," Katara fidgeted on her feet. "Just forget it, okay?" She started to walk away when Aang moved to block her.
"I don't want to forget it," he said. "Katara, that kiss was...amazing. I know you felt it, too." Katara's eyes widened in shock.
"I did not," she told him bluntly.
"Of course you did!" Aang insisted. "You kissed me back!"
"No, Aang, I didn't," Katara huffed in irritation. "Let's not discuss this now. You're drunk."
"You did, too!" Aang reached for her shoulders again, but Katara backed away. "I know you're confused now with him here, but you can't deny there was something in that kiss." Katara gaped up at Aang.
"Do you think that because I didn't pull away, I was kissing you back?" she hissed. "I was surprised! You started an argument with me! I had just told you that I love Zuko! How did that seem like the right time to kiss me?" Aang seemed genuinely poleaxed, which only served to further confuse Katara.
"But...earlier at the shop," he said. "You told me that you were upset because he hadn't texted you because he was too busy at work."
"Yes!" Katara shook her head. "Because I missed him! I was worried he wouldn't make it in time. What on earth would make you think I was angry enough to dump him over that?"
"He takes you for granted, Katara!" Aang stepped forward unsteadily, and Katara took a step back. "He's not good for you! Why don't you see that?" Katara glanced around again, but no one was coming down the corridor for the bathroom.
"I think I'm old enough to decide what's good for me," Katara scowled at Aang. "It's real presumptuous of you to think you can come back into my life after a decade and tell me how to live my life. I'm with Zuko. I'm going to marry him. If you're my friend, then act like it. Be happy for me!" Aang balked, and searched Katara's face for...she wasn't sure what. Uncertainty? A sign she was lying? Then after a moment, his face fell.
"So...yesterday in my office?" he asked. "Today, when you said you wanted an excuse to see me? That was nothing? You were just leading me on?"
"No," Katara scoffed and folded her arms. "Yesterday and today was me doing you a favor as a friend. I was just trying to help you with your business because I'm your friend. Me coming to see you was an an excuse to get out of the house. If you read more into it than that, then I'm sorry. That wasn't my intention." Aang shook his head in disbelief. Katara was going to attempt to push past him again, but he was quicker this time. Aang grabbed her arms at the elbows and pulled her forward.
"It wasn't nothing," he insisted, and leaned in to kiss her.
"Aang, stop!" Katara pushed against his chest and turned her head away from him. Then, suddenly, he was off her. Zuko had him pressed against the wall with his forearm braced against his collar bone like a barricade.
"She told you to stop!" he said darkly. Katara scrambled behind Zuko and clutched the hem of his sweater. Aang was startled. He blinked at Zuko owlishly and made a feeble attempt to push the less drunk and much stronger man away. For a moment, Katara thought Zuko was going to hit Aang, and she wasn't sure she would stop him. But the moment passed. Zuko took a deep breath and grabbed shoulder of Aang's shirt, dragging him out of the narrow corridor and back into the bar room. Katara was close on their heels. Sokka and Suki noticed what was happening and rushed over.
"What's going on?" Sokka demanded. He looked from Aang to Zuko to Katara and back, trying to make sense of the situation.
"He's had too much to drink," Zuko said, shaking Aang. "We need to get him a cab and send him home." Sokka turned to Katara, with a questioning look. She turned her gaze the floor and rubbed her elbow.
"He-he tried to kiss me," Katara told him. Several emotions flashed over Sokka's face before he landed on anger. He yanked Aang from Zuko's grip and shook him, which Katara was certain wasn't helping his inebriation one bit.
"Are you serious, dude?" Sokka demanded.
"I was just-" Aang tried to say. "You don't understand, Katara is supposed to be with me." Sokka let go of Aang shirt and pushed him away roughly. Aang staggered back and bumped into Zuko.
"I know where he lives," Sokka said. "I'll get him a cab." Aang resisted as best he could, but Sokka dragged him out of the bar with little trouble. Suki wrapped an arm around Katara's shoulders and guided her back towards the table.
"Are you alright?" she asked. Katara nodded her head and swallowed hard against a lump in her throat.
"No, I'm fine," she said. "He didn't hurt me or anything. He just-" Katara sank into the booth and sighed. Zuko sat beside her and took her hand. Suki looked up at the door with her lips pursed.
"I'm going to go wait with Sokka," she said. "In case something escalates." Katara wanted to tell Suki that Aang wasn't a physical threat, but she found she didn't have the energy. Then she was alone with Zuko.
"Are you okay?" he asked. Katara was going to say she was fine again, but the words wouldn't come. She took a sharp shaky breath before falling into Zuko's arms. In a scene reminiscent of his arrival earlier that evening, she cried into his shirt. Zuko murmured comfortingly and rubbed her back while Katara gathered herself.
"I'm sorry," she said when she could speak again.
"For what?" Zuko asked. "You didn't do anything wrong." Katara shook her head. She knew he was right in her head, but the guilt and shame lingered. She told Zuko what had happened earlier that day. About the first time Aang kissed her. How she hadn't pulled away because she was too surprised. Understanding dawned on Zuko's face.
"And that's why you didn't want to kiss me?" he asked.
"I just felt wrong," she confessed. "It doesn't make any sense, but I felt like kissing you after that would've been...I don't know. A betrayal or something. I know it doesn't make sense-"
"That's...normal," Zuko said. "When someone you trust does something that hurts you, it's normal to want to try to blame yourself. But, Katara, it wasn't your fault. You did something nice for Aang, and he chose to read more into it."
"You're not mad at me?" Katara asked. She curled into his side and rested her head on his shoulder.
"No," Zuko assured her. "Although, I think you shouldn't be alone with Aang anymore. I don't trust him with you." Katara let out a snort of laughter.
"Not a problem."
"Crisis averted," Toph announced as she walked up to the table. "I had to go over how to handle a grease fire to my crack team of kitchen experts." Toph felt her way to her seat. "So! What did I miss?"
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The evening ended shortly after Sokka and Suki came back from putting Aang in a cab. Sokka was still fuming. After she had been filled in on what happened, Toph was equally as angry. She had the rest of the food they hadn't eaten packed up in to-go boxes and pressed them on Katara.
"You're always feeding people when they're in crisis," she said when Katara tried to refuse. "Let me return the favor."
Hakoda and Sesi were already asleep when Sokka, Katara and Zuko returned home. The couch had already been made up for Zuko, to everyone's relief. Sokka went up to check on Sesi, and then went to bed himself. Katara and Zuko lingered in the living room.
"I'm sorry this evening was such a mess," she said.
"I was having a great time, before that Aang guy went and ruined it." Zuko reached out and ran his fingers through the ends of Katara's hair. "I like most of your friends. I'm glad I got a chance to meet Toph and Suki." Zuko paused thoughtfully and rocked on his heels. "I was thinking... this town is pretty cool- well, what I've seen of it. Maybe we could have the wedding here?" Katara was stunned for a moment. Then she smiled.
"I think that's the best idea I've heard." She said good night and headed for the stairs. Then the paused and turned back.
"Forget something?" Zuko asked.
"Yeah," Katara nodded. She stood on her toes and kissed Zuko. "I love you."
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Thanks to a combination of the night's early end and Sokka's diligence in keeping everyone hydrated, no one woke up with an insurmountable hangover. That was fortunate because, as Toph predicted, Sesi had no concept of hangovers and was up bright and early, and ready for her day with her Auntie Tara. Katara shrugged at Zuko helplessly as Sesi prattled on excitedly about all the fun things she and her aunt were going to do that day.
"I didn't know you'd be here," Katara told him. "And I did promise Sesi."
"You can come with us, Uncle Zuko!" Sesi suggested. Zuko preened at his official title, and he seemed to be ready to take her up on her offer, but Hakoda clasped his shoulder.
"Actually," he cut in, "I think this is the perfect chance for you and I to get to know each other better. It's a father-son tradition to crack open a couple of beers and watch the game. What do you say, Zuko? Want to join Sokka and I?"
"I-I'd love to," Zuko seemed genuinely moved.
The doorbell rang as the family was making final arrangements. Sokka got to it first and was greeted by a large platter of baked goods. He looked up from the tray to the owner, and his face lit up.
"Suki!"
"Hi," Suki smiled uncertainly. "I wasn't sure if anyone would be up for company, but I wanted to see if Katara was okay. I brought some sweets."
"That's never unwelcomed," Sokka said. "It's cold, though. Why don't you come in?' Suki shook her head.
"I have a class in an hour," she explained. "I have to go set up. I just wanted to check in."
"Oh," Sokka tried to keep the disappointment from bleeding into his voice. "Well, thank you!" Suki nodded and started to turn away, but then she paused, and turned back to Sokka.
"We never decided a winner last night," she said. "How about a rematch?" Sokka straightened up and puffed his chest with a cocky grin.
"Name the day," he said.
"How about Thursday?" Suki suggested.
"You're on!"
"And maybe after I win," Suki continued. "We can have dinner?" Sokka almost fell over in surprise.
"Yeah!" he agreed quickly. "Winner treats?" Suki raised brow at that.
"Isn't it usually the loser who treats?" she asked.
"Yeah," Sokka shrugged, "but I don't plan to lose." Suki laughed and waved goodbye to him.
"I'll call you."
Sokka went inside and found his family watching him with interest in the foyer. Hakoda was grinning, Zuko gave him a thumbs up, and Katara just looked smug.
"Daddy?" Sesi tugged on Sokka's shirt. "Were you flirting with Sifu Suki?"
the end
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six
#atla#zutara#sukka#hallmarks of the season#anti aang#anti kataang#tw assalt#tw sa#nothing graphic but it might be enough to make some people uncomfortable
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Jon have more chemistry with these two than Jay could ever imagine. I said what i said.
#dc comics#dc#superman#jonathan samuel kent#jon kent superman#ash lazarus planet assalt on krypton#dreamer Nia#beast world
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WHYYYY AM I GETTING BOTS T_T i am but a small small block men blog how are they finding me. why are there so many
#i got like none the past 2 months but now im under assalt#why me. im so tiny and small how are they finding me
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I have a question. Why is Horus (from Ennead) in your list for people not to write for. I actually like his character and think he's one of the least problematic people
didn't he sa Seth🕴
#MULTIPLEtimesmightiadd#i hate him#he literaly assalted him in two chapters#😍#seth and annubis are really the only good characters#also i think that one dude with a beard is okay#i think
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"What if they kissed?" (Angelica and Thresh)
@angelicaaster
Send "What if they kissed?"
and I'll write a scene where our muses kiss, even if they aren't shipped together. it is it's own thing and doesn't have to lead to an official ship. a "what if scenario"
Unexpected? No. Thresh had already seen this one would be troublesome at times. He could be rough with her until she learned the proper manners and to respect his orders. Well, he liked both obedience and a more rebeilous one, so either way he was the one in the advantage there.
They had been sharing a bed on that night, another test to see her resolve. He wasn't planning on doing much more than just have her sleep by her side, but her defiance... well, it was not welcome.
The demon pinned the woman down on the bed, claws digging into her shoulder as the other hand held her face, preventing her to move and turn away. Thresh then leaned in, pressing his lips onto hers and slipping his tongue in forcefully into her mouth. All that time, he pressed his body against hers to keep the woman from trashing about too much. Angelica was his plaything after all, he would do as he pleased and she should never forget it. He could even go even further if he so wished but he wasn't in the mood for that just yet.
There was something else he was doing while kissing her, enjoying the taste of her spirit in his mouth. Some of her essense was sucked right into him, making him stronger and her by consequence weaker. Such was the power of the Spirit of Obcession, he obviously drew some strengh from his colection.
He pulled away, licking his lips as if he had just the most delightful meal, and watched the other expression with clear enjoyment.
#tw: abuse#tw: assalt#tw: violence#v: death blooms to all#m: chain warden#putting under read more because of the TW#angelicaaster#reply
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Hammam Street #cityscape #travel #hammamstreet #alsalt #assalt #salt #jordan #kingdomoftime #visitjordan #lovejo (at As-Salt) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cee-qykvk84/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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If he's never coming back again
WHAT WAS THE REASON THEY HAD SO MUCH CHEMISTRY???
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is harper’s type of men anyone who amerie has interest in?
#girl#'i was trying to help' if someone gets assalted by the police and ur first act is to have sex with them as a way to 'help'.....#theres a lot wrong with you let's just say that#'i thought they had broken up' said breakup happened 20 minutes before u had sex with him#im just sojkfjvkjvldlsl#it's hard to try to keep a positive opinion of her
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wap wednesdays are here
God I love when he adjusts his tie like that 🥴🥴🥴
I like to think that I could play at being my usual hard-headed, bratty self with this man but I know the second he looks at me like that I'd be on my knees looking up at him like
(and ashamed of myself lmao)
#yes i do the cooking yes i do the cleaning#and by cleaning i mean polishing his balls#sly how dare you#you come into my home#and assalt me like this#id call my lawyer but he's my lawyer#andy barber#💌
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The thing about testosterone being a controlled substance means that acess to it for hrt is restricted. While it makes access a significant issue for many people and an easy and effective way to prevent trans men and mascs from transitioning (as we've seen terfs campaign for and succeed at doing in Britain) it also means that is very easy for health care professionals to be able to take it away from trans men/mascs arbitrarily. This is most aborant in cases where trans men/mascs are forced to detransition to gain access to abortions after being raped. However, the first sign of an issues tangentially related to hormones a gp, without any training in trans people or hormones, can and will stop a person's testosterone. Apart from how stressful it is to know that for the rest of your life you'll be dependent on the goodwill of a random person, this has measurable negative consequences for a trans person subjected too it.
Going off t fucking sucks at the best of time, but being forced off t will most likely result in depression and worsening mental health for a trans man/masc, who are already one of the most likely groups to attempt suicide. It can also put a trans person at risk if they suddenly start being visibly trans again, especially if they're closeted in, say, a work place environment. Trans people, including trans men, are already one of the most targeted groups of harassment and violence and sexual assalt and forcibly reducing or stopping t can out people and risk their safety. And a gp won't see this or care about this, or attempt to treat a trans man/masc first or ask for their opinion or situation.
Ultimately, testosterone is seen as entirely optional and so the first resort when something goes wrong it to take it away, when it should be considered the last resort, and is considered the last resort for cis men. And as long as testosterone continues to be a controlled substance it will remain like this.
(edit for clarification: I am a kiwi, this post was intended as a general critique of accessing t through health care systems - based in my lived experience in NZ and what ive heard from international trans ppl; including but not limited to the USA)
#Transandrophobia#This rant brought to you by my gp threatening my health and safety by stopping t for a couple conditions that would be treated if I were ci#Excess hemoglobin is documented but not well understood in trans men but there are option available that aren't no t#And high blood pressure runs in the family but no one's making my dad take t suppressants even though no medication is particularly effecti#If she asked me I would rather have gout and t than neither#But I don't get an option#And if I shout to loudly I'm scared they'll not let me ever take it again#She won't even put me back on the weekly injections I'm supposed to be on now that the shortage is over#Despite the fact she's worried my t levels are too high after the injection#(Which given they're normal after a week and how much I dislike the roller coster effect should be the first thing)#But if I start on the limited options and how t is seen as so optional shortages don't matter and different options don't matter
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Moony! Moony! Can I ask for a Kamo x fem!reader headcanons, where they both eat aphrodisiac chocolates?❤️❤️❤️
OH OH OH.
Eating aphrodisiac chocolates with Noritoshi Kamo
Warnings: presence of NSFW content
All starts thanks to Mei Mei. Yes, she is the main culprit, because she is the one who gifts you with a luxury box all wrapped in red paper and giving off a sweet scent, full of little chocolates too tempting to say no...
You don't notice her smirk; you think the present is for the favor you did to her the last week, so you don't suspect anything and accept the box with a great smile
Of course you decide to share it with the man of your heart, Noritoshi Kamo; so, you wait for an occasion to be with him, and while you two are cuddling on the sofa or hugging each other, you give him the box with starry eyes and a radiant smile, suggesting to eat some chocolates to relax more after the long day
You don't even wait for his answer, but take one of them, a chocolate shaped in the form of a rose, and you put it in his mouth before doing the same with yours, chosing a heart shaped chocolate
Mmmm, it is so sweet and tastes really good, but there is also something other... is it hot pepper?
You giggle, feeling your throat in fire but in a pleasant way, and close the eyes to savor the delicious chocolate, while starting to sweat a bit and feel hot. A little too much.
You open the eyes only when you sense that, next to you, Noritoshi feels the same, and you glance at his face, covered by an adorable shade of red
The silence is total
The next chocolate is full of almond, and the other one of ginger. Every chocolate feels better than the previous one, and your body feels great too. The heat starts to arise even more
And it is not an impression: slowly but steadily, both of you are closing the already tiny distance between your bodies
And then, with a trembling hand, Noritoshi takes another chocolate and rubs your lips with it, before sticking it into your mouth; but he doesn't withdraw his fingers, so you end up licking and sucking them while you stare at him in the eyes, the chocolate melting into your throat
And at this point is too late for anything, because you give in to your desire and climb into his lap, and without any mercy you pin his body to the sofa, grabbing his face and kissing him eagerly
Alternatively, it is him who grabs your hips and drags you on top of him, assalting your mouth and neck in kisses and bites
Clearly the most heated, intense and satisfying making out of your lives together, followed by long and passionate sex. Your body is covered in sweet, your breath frantic, while the sensations are tripled and every caress and stroke is pure heaven. The skin, the flesh, the soul, everything is burning, inside and outside, and the movements are bolder than usual, filled with urgency and lust
Not so much screaming or moaning because the mouth is busy playing with the other one, also the breath is lacking here
Congratulations Mei Mei, the aprodisiac chocolates really worked. Now the room is a mess, there is a couple filled by animal desire and an entire evening and night ahead. Well, it is not that bad, after all.
Eventually, you both stay speechless, one next to the other, too overwhelmed and exhausted to say anything
What an experience.
#kamo noritoshi#jjk noritoshi#noritoshi x reader#noritoshi jujutsu kaisen#noritoshi kamo#noritoshi smut#jjk#kamo noritoshi x reader#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen
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criminal minds- fics recommendation ✯
spencer reid
twisted (series) (@dreamwritesimagines )
→spencer reid x serial killer daughter! reader/ i absolutely loved this and couldn't stop reading
reiding-writing's s.reid masterlist (@reiding-writing )
→love everything they post, specially cold!reader and unsub!reader series
clue (@pathologicalreid )
→spencer reid x journalist!reader. i loved this!! feels so much similar to the movie and so fun
spencer reid x youtuber!reader (series) (@anothermansjeans )
→love this series so much!!
you were like an angel to me (@januaryembrs )
→post prison!spencer reid x sunshine!bau!reader. love this!! one of my favs rn
flu shot (@unholyobsessions )
→spencer reid x reader tw: flu shot
instagram pov (@hotchaways )
→spencer reid x reader
secret life (@radiant-reid )
→spencer reid x reader tw: tiniest mention of insecurities
swooping in (@radiant-reid )
→spencer reid x reader tw: alcohol consumption
lover (@nycreid )
→spencer reid x popstar!reader. the swiftie in me died. dead. rip me
wisteria (@boldlyvoid )
→spencer reid x single mom!reader tw: mentions of kidnapping and murder, cheating
an inconvenient affection (@differentkettleoffishalltogether ) (unfinished)
→spencer reid x reader tw:adult themes, stalking, alcohol consumption
the in-betweens (@fandom-imagines-stories ) (on going series)
→spencer reid x reader tw: trauma, violence
if you love her (@girl-next-door-writes )
→spencer reid x reader (secret relationship)
is this your card? (@inkedobsidian )
→spencer reid x reader
a well-kept secret (@astrophileous )
→spencer reid x reader im a sucker for secret relationships so this is all i need
girls can't drive (@dream-a-little-bigger-x )
→spencer reid x reader / tw: sexual assalt/harassment
memoriam (@dream-a-little-bigger-x )
→spencer reid x reader/ best friends to lovers/ tw: talk of murder/pedophilia
love story (@boldlyvoid )
→spencer reid x swiftie!reader/ spencer being the best bf ever
pretend bf (@reidsprentiss22 )
→spencer reid x fem!reader / tw: creepy guy
so happy together (@babymetaldoll )
→spencer reid x reader/ fake dating/ friends to lovers
soulmates, myths, philosophers and invisible strings (@leahblackk )
→professor!spencer reid x professor!reader/ inspired by invisible string by taylor swift
that i know (series) (@idmakeitbehave )
→spencer reid x reader/ tw: memory loss
BFF (@babymetaldoll )
→spencer reid x fem! reader/ bff reunion after 12 years apart
i love you? (@reidreaders )
→spencer reid x reader
it's a date (@sincerelybubbles )
→spencer reid x reader. so cute!!
peace (@velvetm00light)
→spencer reid x reader. so adorable
aaron hotchner
something more (@headkiss )
→aaron hotchner x bau!reader. one of my fav hotch pieces ever!! so incredible
delicate (@honeypiehotchner )
→aaron hotchner x reader tw: age gap, alcohol consumption, harassment
snippets of our life (@hotch-stufff )
→aaron hotchner x reid!reader tw: injuries, gunshot, child death, birth
quality time ( @specialagentlokitty )
→aaron hotchner x peralta!reader a criminal minds/ brooklyn 99 crossover is all a girl needs
you're hotch's favorite (@rramblingreid )
→aaron hotchner x bau!reader
ask (@happiest-hotch )
→aaron hotchner x reader. based on my request!! loved it
derek morgan
stay stay stay (@blushingbucky )
→derek morgan x reader (inspired by taylor swift) tw: arguing
the first time (@specialagentlokitty )
→derek morgan x reader
begin again (@imaginesfordifferentfandoms )
→derek morgan x reader. based on 'begin again' by taylor swift
(if you are not comfortable being tagged here, please message me so i can edit this<3)
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