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oh my, oh my. I adored your fics where reader is smitten over reid with his glasses and then where reid is smitten with reader in her glasses! can I request something similar with hotch, where he's the one flustered - or, at least, his reaction lol - by reader wearing her glasses for the first time? <3
thank you for your request <3 fem
“Hotch, can I ask you something?”
He hadn’t heard you knock, lost in thought behind his desk, and he knows you won’t begrudge him for failing to look up. “Of course,” he says.
“I went to the eye doctor a few days ago and everything was fine, but she said my contacts are gonna keep degrading my eye health, apparently, if I keep wearing them. Do you think I could wear my glasses in the field?”
Hotch takes a moment for your asking to catch up with him, desperately printing the last of his thoughts into a consult note. He makes a spelling mistake in his rush. Frowning, he crosses it out and corrects it neatly. “Uh, you want to start wearing glasses in the field?”
“Yeah. Do you think that would work?”
“I don’t see why not.” He stops himself firmly, before he can call you honey. Hotch doesn’t want to patronise or condescend you even in his thoughts, but he has to remark to himself that you sound adorably over-concerned. “Reid picks and chooses when he wears his own glasses, and he’s never…”
He’d finally managed to tear his gaze from his desk and found you standing further away than he’d thought, in a black pencil skirt that flares out gently at the end like a flower bulb, a neat shirt with a triangular collar showcasing just a slip of your chest and the small silver necklace you wear. None of this is unusual, Hotch is used to finding you charming and lovely by now, it’s the glasses that shock him. He hadn’t realised you’d actually be wearing them.
They’re not thick nor too thin, simple black frames made of a translucent plastic. They’re glasses like any other, and Hotch can’t diagnose his own reaction to it. Perhaps it’s how they sit on your nose, or the cutesying effect they give your expression. They make your eyes look a little darker than usual. They’re everything.
“Hotch?” you ask.
“He’s never had any problems,” Hotch finishes, ever so slightly breathless, his hands falling to his thighs.
“They look stupid.”
“What?”
You raise the back of your hand to your cheek and press it there with fingers curled loosely inward, “I know they look silly, I haven’t worn them in a while, but my eyes hurt everyday with those contacts, no matter how much saline I use–”
“No,” he says. He stands, and he swallows against nothing. It’s embarrassing for his age. “They don’t look silly. You should wear whatever makes you most comfortable.”
“I knew they looked silly,” you say again, turning toward the door. “Sir, you just stared at me. I never should’ve let Spencer tell me they looked cute.”
“They do look cute,” Hotch says, rounding his desk. He stands in front of it rather than crowd you at the door.
He isn’t unaware of his own influence. His moving has stopped you from leaving. His compliment, especially one far from his usual professionalism, sticks you like a flytrap.
“You look just as nice with them as you do without them,” he furthers. “I’ve never seen you wear them before.”
“Well, I was always underwhelming, growing up. I didn’t think glasses helped.”
“Underwhelming?” he asks.
You smile like you’ve caught him. He doesn’t like to be caught, and he turns away to pretend to look for something, but he’s saved by another presence on the landing.
“Oh my god,” Morgan says, looking you up and down with an affirmative, sweet appreciation. Morgan might make a show of it sometimes, but he’s genuine as he continues, “Sweetheart, what am I gonna do with you?”
“They’re not strange?” you ask.
“Is that what the boss man said?”
You look back at Hotch bashfully, and that look alone catches him all over again. Morgan watches through the doorway and he knows he’s doomed —Hotch’s feelings are, for that split-second, plain as day.
“He didn’t say they were strange, no,” you say gently.
Hotch wonders if he should insist on contacts after all. “They’re suitable for every day.”
“Suitable,” Morgan says.
Hotch gives him a you’re-pushing-it squint and everyone decides they have things to be doing, leaving him alone to panic. (He doesn’t panic, he’s not the type, he just remembers your new look and feels his heart give irregular pangs a few times an hour for the rest of the afternoon.)
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i dont think people are upset that the erins "weren't creative" enough with Moonpaw, they're upset that she's just. not a chimera. thats just a longhaired tortie and they justified it with chimerism. which is extremely insensitive because chimerism is a real medical thing that can cause issues in every species, including humans for those that dont know, and thats like. a big thing.
like, yay some disability rep (depending on how they write it. it wont be good. ughh) but like. its not going to be considered a disability when it can be in some cases. they are just going to say "ohh shes so special!!" like some people say with autism in this age (the infantilization of it) and its gonna be. weirdddd
anyways. sorry for ranting in your inbox.
Hey. Woah. THIS is insensitive and I don't know where you're getting this from. NONE of the three types of natural chimerism are a disability and it is extremely rare that fusion chimerism leads to medical complications.
Do not spread misinformation about a genetic condition because you're annoyed about the writing team confusing a common tortie fur pattern with chimerism. THEIR mistake is ultimately harmless. What YOU'RE doing is stigmatizing.
Quite frankly, after seeing a bunch of posts and receiving several asks about this, I don't think half of the people who are getting mad actually know anything about chimeras. I sure as fuck hope it's just ignorance, and that you aren't out here trying to call the state of being intersex a disability.
But I can fix ignorance. No need to assume malice. I will explain what chimerism is, and why you should stop going around implying it "causes issues in every species."
Chimerism is when a single individual is comprised of cells from two or more fully fertilized zygotes. There are two BROAD types of chimerism;
Artifical
Natural
Artifical chimeras are common with the advent of modern medicine. Ever had a blood transfusion? Organ transplant? You are a chimera. Or at least were for a while.
THIS can lead to complications and can cause disability, but it's not what Moonpaw is. She would be a type of natural chimera, which in and of itself has THREE subtypes;
Micro chimerism
Blood chimerism
Fusion chimerism
Microchimerism is so common that I could make a Your Mom joke out of it. It's caused by the passage of cells between the fetus and placenta during pregnancy. Everyone who has ever been pregnant is a microchimera.
While it can lead to complications, it can also be beneficial. Pregnancy could be considered a type of temporary disability, but no one would expect disability rep from every character who had ever given birth.
Blood chimeras are common in species whose twins typically share a placenta, such as cows and marmosets, but very rare in animals like humans and cats which usually don't. It occurs when tissue between two twins is exchanged through the umbilical chord. This type of chimera often ends up with a mixed bloodtype, hence the name.
This is the cause of freemartinism in cattle, when fraternal cow twins cause a sister to share her brother's hormones and act more like a bull. A type of intersex condition, not a disability-- so I sure HOPE you aren't trying to imply THIS should be "disability rep."
And even in the other case, would you automatically expect disability rep from a character that has two blood types?? No. Just like you wouldn't automatically expect disability rep from every character that had ever been pregnant, or every character who had ever needed a blood transfusion
And lastly, the one that Moonpaw ACTUALLY is. A fusion chimera. These are created when two fully fertilized zygotes fuse into a single individual.
These are extremely rare because you can't usually TELL when an individual is a chimera. There is no obvious physical difference between the "halves," with some cases of doctors insisting that patches are just weird birthmarks. They live their entire lives with normal health problems like non-chimeras. It mostly causes complications when DNA testing results in a false negative-- because the offspring of a fusion chimera occasionally end up being their genetic nespring.
Or, the two "halves" are male and female, causing gonadal differences. These people aren't disabled, there's nothing wrong with their bodies, but they're subjected to unneccesary cosmetic surgeries as children because they are intersex.
Say it. SAY IT. INTERSEX. I N T E R S E X. IM GRABBING YOU BY THE SHIRT AND SHAKING YOU THEY ARE INTERSEX.
Can some intersex conditions cause disabilities? YES. Are intersex conditions inherently disabilities? NO. Even when you're discussing infertility as a disability, tread VERY CAREFULLY because intersex people are fighting very hard to lift the stigma over their bodies.
Speak with care. Do not equate being intersex with being disabled. They are two different things.
You can be both and sometimes one could contribute to the other, but BEING intersex IS NOT a disability.
VERY rarely, even MORE rare than standard chimeras which are already very very rare and massively underreported because they are so unremarkable, a fusion chimera will happen LATE in utero. THIS can contribute to a chronic autoimmune condition where the cells reject each other, which is a disability.
And by rare I mean one case. Literally one. Of the 50 reported fusion chimeras in the review I'm referencing, Taylor Muhl was the only one with this. 4 were discovered via congenital abnormalities (unknown if connected to the chimerism b/c they were only tested because something was already wrong), 17 had fertility issues, and the remaining 28 didn't report immune conditions or birth defects but INTERSEXUALITY.
ANOTHER condition is often lumped in with chimerism, by people who do not know what chimerism is, which is mosaicism. Mosaicism, when there are two different sets of genes resulting from the same zygote, is NOT chimerism. MOSAICISM can be a cause of disability. CHIMERISM is usually not.
(Read the review in depth, as it includes mosaic cases for the sake of completion.)
They can both be fertilization errors, but are not the same thing. Follow me, I'm only going to woefully simplify a complicated topic once,
CHIMERA = Two zygotes in one body
MOSAIC = Two bodies in one zygote
CHIMERA = usually fine
MOSAIC = usually bad
And the last possible places you could be getting the idea that chimerism "causes disability" from, to my knowledge, is 1. This study that says the loss of a twin in early pregnancy increases the chance of congenital defects in the survivors (has barely anything to do with chimerism, this link is tangential, vanishing twin syndrome does not necessarily mean it was absorbed by its sibling)
Or, 2, this study of several animals where they correlated rates of benign tumors to % of chimerism based on SPECIES. BLOOD chimeras. It's COWS AND MARMOSETS AGAIN. The study ITSELF calls for further targeted research of chimerism cause of susceptibility to cancer.
It couldn't even link new growths or malignant tumors to chimerism in the mammals of its study. WE'RE mammals.
Correlation does not equal causation. Statistics 101.
So no. That's not "a big thing." Chimerism is fine, they're just very likely to be intersex if they're a fusion chimera of a male and a female zygote. Do not imply intersexuality is a disability. Please get mad about the actual ableism in the series, not the team being clueless about tortie patterns.
Also everyone say you're sorry to intersex Moonpaw. I better see you people making intersex Moonpaw pride flag edits as penance IMMEDIATELY.
UPDATE: Anon apologized! Growth! I still think this is an important post, especially in the context of the wider fandom conversation, so I'm leaving it as-is. Please feel free to reblog.
UPDATE 2: Clarification on infertility as a disability because I didn't word myself very well in one section!
#bone babble#Chimerism#Chimeras#Moonpaw#Changing skies#Intersex#She could ALSO be disabled but no it's not inherently because she's intersex/a chimera. Some people are just disabled.#She wouldn't be intersex if both zygotes were XX but ttshshsush. Hush. 100000 Intersex Moonpaw upon ye.#Every intersex person is worth their weight in gold btw#Also anon I'm not mad just disappointed
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[ SPENCER REID ] THAT'S A YOU PROBLEM
cw. headcanons for (unit chief) spencer dealing with a gen z reader (there will be a complete fic on this once i find the time!!)
tw. mentions of rape, sa, murder, etc
he's so confused all the time
this man knows practically nothing about pop-culture so he's very confused a lot of the time
on a regular basis he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose because of the unhinged things you say to UnSubs during interogation
- "Sorry, man, the fact that your father was a deadbeat sounds kinda like a you problem."
- "So, what? You did it for the plot?"
(he lowkey kinda loves it tho, bc it reminds him of gideon iykyk)
but aside from that he's also just perpetually confused when talking to you like what did you mean he has 'rizz'? (no one tell him)
one time you called something your 'roman empire' and he went on a 10 minute rant about the roman empire before you told him what you actually meant
- he thought it was embarrising
- you thought it was cute and would've let him talk abt it for a lot longer if rossi hadn't interupted
whenever the motive for a murder is religious you refuse to call god anything but she (he's giving up on trying to correct you)
the first few times you answered a statement with slay he was mildly concerned
you constantly quote movies and the team finds it very entertaining, bc what do you mean SPENCER REID doesn't know the origin of a quote
- when an unsub blamed his killing spree on his absent father your response was "cool motive, still murder" and another time with "that's rough buddy" (spencer asked garcia why everyone thought that was so funny once they were back in quantico)
yes, he did listen to you rant about the kendrick v drake beef for a full 20 minutes without complaining
- when penelope teased him abt it he said he was just returning the favour cause you always listen to him
he's sat beside you and watched you watch mike's mic appropriately unhinged recaps on plane rides (he was INVESTED)
the things you say "same" to concern him
that's it for now, i hope you liked it
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Housewardens React To Being Ignored As A Prank
Riddle Rosehearts
Collars you, no doubt about it.
Why are you ignoring him like this? If you have a problem, it's your responsibility to communicate it to him, is it not?
He's in a terrible mood the entire time. Why is his partner ignoring him like this? What has he done?
After finding out it's a prank, he'll end up inadvertently turning the tables. Not that he's ignoring you on purpose, he's just peeved, and he really doesn't want to see you right now.
Leona Kingscholar
He's mostly just annoyed with you, because this is obviously a poorly-planned prank. What exactly are you pulling on him?
Calls you out as quick as he can, and makes sure to inform you exactly how highly he thinks of that little thing.
He'll be a bit more grouchy, and yet, on the flip side, more clingy. Give the man his cuddles, please.
Azul Ashengrotto
Immediately gets to investigation. Why are you ignoring him? What exactly has he done? Or is it something pertaining to your mental health?
And pretty quickly, he finds you talking about your little prank. He's annoyed, but remains cordial as he confronts you.
He's definitely going to hold a grudge over this. If this is early on in your relationship, he'll really lay on the cold gentleman act.
If this is later on, though, and he knows he can trust you most of the time, he'll go the opposite direction with his reaction, and get real clingy. It's pretty cute, actually.
Kalim Al-Asim
Is just genuinely sad. Why would you do this to him?
He's really worried that he's accidentally acted careless and hurt you, since he's been told he does that. He does whatever he can to find out what he did wrong.
You're the one to end the thing with a profuse apology, and an odd sense of appreciation at having such a caring partner.
Willing to forgive you easily so long as you promise him you won't do this again.
Vil Schoenheit
Thinks you're immature and says that straight to your face. He doesn't realize it's a prank at first.
Then, he checks his magicam feed and sees a prank video of the sort, and it hits him.
Vil looks at you, unimpressed, and tells you those pranks are staged and that there's no point in emulating. You tell him you know.
The conversation quickly evolves into less of a talk about healthy communication and more commiseration over both of your feeds being spammed by content farms.
Idia Shroud
Immediately catches on.
Well, kinda. Ortho informs him immediately, to be specific. Thank Ortho for doing that, because he just saved Idia from a bunch of agonizing, and in turn, you from a massive grudge.
Idia's still huffy with you, asking why you'd do that, and don't you know he doesn't get this stuff, unlike the normies?
Afterwards, he's torn between wanting your reassurance and wanting to be mad at you. Help him out here, please.
Malleus Draconia
Deeply confused.
Has he done something wrong? Or is this some human ritual he was unaware of?
He asks Lilia, who proceeds to show him the magicam trend, with one little lamentation about how this little trend is half of his feed at this point, and he wants to stop it's spread.
Malleus understands now.
He tries to play along, he's just... Not very good at it.
"No, human, why are you ignoring me? I am incredibly confused because I do not know about the current trend, you see. This makes me worried and I will now proceed to say something that gets you those little 'likes'."
Said in the most deadpan voice ever.
Afterwards, Malleus gets into pranks. He keeps swapping cereals. He recently told Sebek ligma was a term of high respect, and it's all your fault.
Your comeuppance is Sebek calling you a ligma worthy of Malleus, it seems.
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literally cannot stop thinking abt grocery runs with the family 🫠 Aaron will be carrying Ellie while she points out things she wants to add to the cart while jack is helping reader to push the cart 🥹 aaahhhh I cannot they're just so cuteee 😭😭😭
- 🪷
my heart is melting
hehe ellie simply refuses to sit in the cart seat. if aaron's in her line of vision, she must be with him, end of story. you'll put her in the seat anyway, to see if she'll actually choose to stay put, but every time: she's trying to wiggle out or she's holding out her arms for aaron to pick her up 🥹🥹🥹🥹
ellie's hoisted on his side, aaron's using one hand to grab items and toss them in the cart, showing/telling her what the food is, or what meal it's going to be apart of; "you see this? this is tomato sauce, and it goes with spaghetti. but don't tell your grandpa dave, this isn't the authentic stuff🤨" 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😭😭😭😭😭 and omg you know how cereals sometimes have certain characters on the box? ellie happens to see her favorite show, and is adamant it's bought. she's pointing at it and getting a bit whiny. aaron will take it off the shelf and she holds onto it for the rest of the shopping trip, wants to hold it in the car too 😭 the only problem though, she wants it for the character on the box 😭 say it's some fruity berry cereal, it's given to her at breakfast the next morning, and she detests it. refuses to eat it, jack doesn't like it either, so you and aaron eat it so it doesn't go to waste, although the two of you don't enjoy it either 😭 come the next shopping trip, ellie sees it and wants it again, and aaron's all, "but honey you didn't like it😭"
or when ellie's learning to walk/finally has gotten the hang of it, she holds aaron's hand and waddles down the aisle 🥰🥹😭 (depending on the aisle too, not near any jars or glass containers) she's grabbing anything off the shelf she can reach. aaron's just following her, putting things back 😭💞💓💕
and jack 🥹 hehe he can barely see over the shopping cart, but he's at that age where he wants to do everything himself 😭 he tries to push it as much as he can, but can't, which is where you come in 😭 hehe he's in front of you as you push the cart, standing on the lower level compartment and getting a free ride 🥹 but jack's sooo helpful when shopping, and wants to be 🥹 you and aaron tell him what to grab, are very inclusive when it comes to picking out dinners/snacks/special treats. like with ellie being young and in constant need of attention, it's a small way to make him feel special 🥹🫶🏻 if ellie's in the shopping cart seat - and not happy about it - jack's distracting and entertaining her too 🥹💓🫶🏻
#ellie hotchner <3#aaron hotchner#aaron hotchner x reader#criminal minds#criminal minds x reader#aaron hotchner imagine#criminal minds imagine#let's talk aaron <333333#🪷anon
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Hey! How are you?
May I request how the batboys would react to reader losing their job unfairly? I just lost my job for no reason after only working there for 2 weeks. I could really use some comfort rn 😭😭
Sweetheart, I know your pain in loosing a job unfairly, I’ve been there before and funnily enough they’re suffering to this day with ppl wanting to leave and or leaving. Karma is truly a bitch. I’m sending all the virtual hugs I can.
Jason
Livid isn’t even close in describing how he felt upon hearing the news but it was the closest word for how he was feeling right now. The fact that you had been let go and unfairly too after a short period of time was enough to make his blood boil.
No explanation just ‘yeah we’re letting you go for no real reason cuz we’re tight fisted cunts who can’t be bothered with bettering ourselves for our staff, and would much rather let them go without prior warning because we’re just that shitty of an employment.’
In Jason’s opinion you were the only one who actually knew how to do to do your job and will remind you of this constantly because it was the truth. You worked your ass off at that place and this was the thanks you get? Fuck that!
Jason was more then ready to let the piece of shit who made the call to drop you have a piece of his mind but you had to calm him down and tell him it wasn’t worth the anger and frustration. However to Jason it was more than worth the anger and frustration, his sweetheart lost their job because of some fucking corporate lapdog!
‘They fucked up babe, big time. They lost one of their best and I hope they fucking go bankrupt and loose everything they’re worth because of it.’ Jason would tell you as he presses kisses against your head as you played with his fingers before intertwining them with yours.
‘I hope so too.’ You muttered against his chest and Jason could only tighten his hold on you as he continued to shower you in praise, kisses and utter adoration in hopes of ridding the god awful taste that place left in your mouth and your self esteem. Jason’s as about to let you drown because of them, he’d gladly keep you afloat however he can because you deserve it and so much more than they ever gave you in two weeks.
Dick
‘They’ve lost out on the best thing going sweetheart, they’ll come to regret it sooner or later but you’ll be in a better position when they do.’ He’d whisper reassuringly as he held you close to his chest, his heart breaking when hearing your sobs.
He hated how affected you were by their decision and he hated how powerless he was to stop you from getting hurt by stupid employments like this one. They obviously didn’t see what he saw in you and that was their loss and his gain. You were dedicated, loyal, hardworking but apparently that wasn’t enough for them and so without much thought they dropped you.
So Dick, with the help of Hayley, would try his best to provide you with happier times to drown out the pain that came with reminiscing the shittier times.
They would try their hardest to make you cry tears of joy rather then sadness from their goofiness alone as both Dick and Hayley would rather see you happy then sulk over the decisions of some stupid employment. They -the employment- fucked up with you and Dick wasn’t about to let it be your problem to deal with alone because it wasn’t your problem to deal with in the first place. It was theirs.
So you spent the rest of your days with Dick trying his best in making you happy and smile more then you’ve ever have, that place was poison for you and he’ll try and be your antidote.
Tim would absolutely do everything in his power to ruin your old workplaces reputation out of sheer pettiness, whether it be digging up some dark/ shady stuff that they’ve tried sweeping under the rug or spreading their tendencies to mistreat their staff on a daily basis, Tim would single-handedly destroy their reputation by leaving it in complete shambles.
He was smart enough to do so and could do so if you were to ever say the word, he was more then ready with documents filled with evidence to back up his claims, all he needed was you to give him the go ahead.
Tim could be petty but his petty was unlike anyone else’s and could cause mass damage to corporate assholes, especially those who thought it was completely justifiable to release someone after two weeks of working there.
Give him 5 minutes and the workplace will have collapsed from the information he had released to the general public. That’ll teach them a lesson for certain for messing with you.
However you didn’t want him to get into any trouble because of you and would much rather cuddle with him in bed as you watched a movie on his laptop in your pj’s as you both shared some ice cream. That’s all you needed and Tim was more than willing to comply as he told you how stupid of a decision it was of them to let you go, they were only shooting themselves in the foot and digging their grave simultaneously.
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Early Morning Headcanons. ( Caesar x Reader, Noa x Reader. )
Don't look @ me I'm in my domestic era.
Caesar.
On average, he tends to wake up at least an hour before you do and he’s courteous enough to let you sleep in further if he thinks you need it. Just kidding, he’d let you sleep in regardless if he thought you needed it or not, he just justifies leaving you in the nest the mornings he actually has something to do by telling himself you need the sleep and that he doesn’t need to wake you.
Often spends that hour in self-reflection, sitting either by himself, or out with Maurice in the common area of the Colony. Not much is said, but enough is felt that Caesar feels proud and accomplished at how far Apes have truly come.
Some mornings though he does find himself dwindling by the nest, watching you sleep. The same sense of pride and accomplishment hit him when he looks at you and how vulnerable you were in your sleep; a testament that you trusted Caesar and you didn't fear your surroundings any longer and that the Colony was considered your home. Caesar… was considered your home.. You truly were the type of human he tried to convince the other Apes about.
Will place his hand on your head, drawing his thick fingers through your hair once or twice before lightly resting his forehead against yours in parting before leaving in the mornings, regardless if you’re asleep or awake.
*~When you’re asleep as that happens it occasionally garners Caesar a sleepy smile from you, half conscious, half consumed by sleep as you murmur a rather lazy ‘have a good day’, hand half-heartedly cupping the side of his face before sleep overtakes you again, Caesar draping an animal pelt over you and taking that as his bid to get going.
*~The mornings you are awake and he comes to bid you goodbye with the typical forehead touching, you like him to linger knowing that it’s the only affection you were going to get from him until that evening when you two were alone again. And linger he does; occasional morning shenanigans have left him late to a council meeting and late to meet with Maurice, Blue Eyes, Ash and Rocket for hunting. Never had an excuse for them. He doesn’t need one, being the Ape King.
Has slept in; maybe once or twice in the time you have known him. It’s not that he doesn’t want to or wouldn’t like to; in fact, he’s enticed with the idea of falling back asleep when he wakes up and you’re coiled in next to him. The sounds of your breathing, the sensation of warmth hitting like waves, your scent pulling him back under.
*~It’s a matter of Caesar’s status. He’s busy; he knows he’s busy, you know he’s busy. And as much as you want him to stay next to you for just a few minutes longer, you surrender to him knowing that he’ll come back to you later that evening.
There are mornings though where you share breakfast. The typical schedule of this is sharing a communal meal with the Colony; that’s how it always was and you thoroughly enjoyed it, getting to know Blue Eyes further, getting to know Ash, Rocket and Maurice-- and to his behest, you knew a bit about Koba as well.
But, Caesar noticed your reluctance to do that after laying with you the night before. You explained that you knew the other Apes could smell what you did the night before and you were mildly embarrassed by that, especially when they looked at you and hooted.
*~Caesar definitely sees no problem with it, that’s just how it was for him. He was their King, and if they had a problem with it, they could talk to Caesar directly. Not that anyone had a problem. ( Outside of Koba. ) He took his time to explain that to you, just so you understood it was really not a big deal, everyone who was anyone in the Colony could see a pair who just mated without even sparing a glance. It wasn’t a heavily judgmental topic.
*~Caesar relinquished though when you were adamant about your embarrassment, being self-conscious of their eyes on you in the moments; Caesar having to remind himself that it was purely a human thing in this situation and it wasn’t meant as a slight towards himself or the other Apes.
He low-key does like the morning breakfasts alone with you. Gives him just that more time to spend with you before the inevitable chaos of the day beckons him outside.
Greatest mornings are the mornings when you pull him to you and let him just go for it without reserve wait who said that.
Noa.
Considers himself to be an early riser, but compared to his mother Dar, or even Soona, he likes to sleep a bit longer. Will wake up on normal days right after dawn regardless of when he went to sleep the night before. ( Which, often, is very late. He likes to stay awake to work on things that could improve life around the village, or his favorite new hobby which was watching you sleep. )
Since taking over for his Father though, Noa does find himself waking up a bit earlier than before to go take care of the Eagles, typically done right before dawn happens. He’s often hopeful he can return back to the nest in silence before you wake up and he can sneak back in with you and be there when you wake up. Some mornings it works like that, and some mornings, Noa is late and doesn’t get his utmost pleasure at seeing you wake up.
Those mornings he is late can go one of two ways: You find him with the Eagles and he is profusely apologetic that he lost track of time or he finds you, already at breakfast with Soona, Anaya and his Mother.
~*When you find him: He does not stop apologizing for not being there when you wake up. Quietly, you place your hands on the side of his head and bring him in closer, lightly resting your forehead on him. He knows you’re understanding of his status, of what he has to do to maintain, and for that, he was forever grateful. He accepts the forehead touch, letting his eyes fall shut for a moment before Eagle Sun starts squawking for attention. Not from Noa, mind you. Eagle Sun enjoys your presence, so much so that Noa finds himself meagerly jealous that his bird would follow you. Only Noa was allowed to do that!
~*When he finds you, it’s a little less intimate as you are already around his familiar base of friends and family. The smile you give him as he sits next to you, ready to eat breakfast always gets Noa in a good mood if he so happened to have woken up in a terrible one that morning. You know what he likes, having already gathered his food for him. Another thing to be grateful for and if you’re lucky and Noa is feeling a bit more bold, he’ll grab the back of your head and bring you in quickly to rest his forehead against yours before proceeding to eat. Just a brief second, and it leaves you reeling every time.
Has been known to sleep in from time to time though. Occasionally after a night of endeavors with you; they just leave him exhausted and he likes the feeling of waking up next to you after he thinks about what you did the night before. Will pull you in closer as you sleep when he recollects. If you’re already awake and he pulls you in to his body in a sleepy haze, Noa is almost guaranteed to be a bit late to anything he has to do that day.
If you find yourself awake before Noa, your favorite thing is to trail your fingers along his back. He does sleep on his stomach, more often than any other position, and those early mornings before the sun pounds down on you to actually get up, you find yourself idly tracing nonsensical shapes upon his shoulder blade. You like how he reacts to it. The muscles, involuntarily reacting to your simple touch, Noa himself? As direct as can be as he raises an arm blindly, eyes still stuck, tucking it around your hips and pulling you towards him, still half asleep. You succumb to his touch and fall into it, either right onto his back, which admittedly Noa really likes the feeling of your weight on him, or right next to him.
If you know Noa needs to wake up, he will not comply. He groans, rather profusely and rolls onto his side, facing away from you as you urge him, hand on his bicep. He's going to be late to meet with Anaya for hunting. Murmuring something that sounds like a small 'can't make me', you try again and lightly nudge his arm. Big mistake and moments later, you are absolutely crushed with the weight of Noa's body rolling on top of yours, a shout of laughter coming from your lips.
#caesar#noa#caesar x reader#noa x reader#caesar pota#noa pota#pota#kotpota#planet of the apes x reader#kingdom of the planet of the apes#andy serkis#owen teague#emmy writes#fanfiction#fanfic
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hi, do you have any tips on being less miserable (aside from mental illness treatment stuff, not asking for like medical advice lol more like lifestyle)
it fucking sucks so much ass but unfortunately all the basic stuff people tell you to try actually works. eating breakfast, washing your face, going for a walk, working out, hanging out with friends, they all actually make you feel better. the trick is to not get bitter when you realize this because that's how you psyop yourself into being a miserable [can't say that outside of Australia!] who sucks the joy out of every room you walk into because you're pathologically opposed to enjoying yourself, like some sort of Catholic. also find a productive hobby to get into, as in, one that literally produces some kind of finished product (be it art or an engineering project or what have you). playing video games all day is an easy skinner box trap to fall into but sinking that same amount of time into Perler beads or cross stitching will at least give you something to show off at the end of it. also drink more water, all your problems ever are because you aren't drinking enough water
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˗ˋ I was enchanted to meet you ˊ˗
warnings: angst with redeeming fluff
pairing: percy jackson x daughter of hypnos
summary: based on the lyrics “please don’t be in love with someone else / please don’t have somebody waiting on you”
A/N: @spadekip
you hated how everyone liked percy
you can’t blame them, but he’s your boyfriend
and the more you think about your relationship with him, the more you realize how you’re never really present
you’re always asleep, that’s the problem
and you curse your father for that
you can’t help but fall asleep all the time, and it sucks when you try to have a relationship with someone you really like but all you can do is sleep
“y/n, are you okay? you’re zoning out again” percy frowns at you
“yeah- I’m fine” you stand up, “will I see you later?”
“yeah, I’ll come by your cabin tonight” he kisses your cheek
maybe you should tell him how you feel later
no- he already has enough to worry about
you discard the thoughts for now, continuing on your way to your usual camp duties
- 💌 -
you wake up from your nap to a knock on your cabin
oh, it’s percy, you had forgotten all about him!
you quickly stand up, rushing to open the door
“I’m sorry, I fell asleep” you rub your eyes, adjusting them to the sunlight
“no, you’re fine. can I come in?” he asks
“yeah- of course” you take his hand and pull him inside, closing the door behind you
“y/n, can we talk?”
a look of terror makes its way to your face as you sit back down on your bed
“woah- no, I’m sorry, it’s nothing bad, I don’t think it is. It’s about you” he sits down beside you and takes your hands on his “I’m worried about you, you’ve been distracted recently. do you want to talk about it?”
you think for a second “there’s not much to talk about”
“well there must be something, you can always talk to me” he reassured you
you sigh “well I don’t know, there’s a lot- it started with just worrying about you- everyone likes you, and I’m not exactly that present in this relationship, I’m always sleeping, and I’m scared that you’ll leave me for someone better who can actually stay awake”
“oh y/n…” he hugs your side “I don’t care that you’re always sleeping, I don’t like anyone else, I promise, I only like you, none of those other idiots”
you play with his hands, “but what if you-”
he cuts you off, “no- there is no ‘buts’ I only love you, you’re so special to me, and I love that you’re always sleeping, I think it’s cute how you can always fall asleep in the weirdest places, and I love seeing you so content”
you go to speak but he cuts you off again, “c’mon let’s go to sleep, yeah?”
“percy- you came here to hang out with me not sleep” you roll your eyes
“you love sleeping don’t you?” he looks down at you
“I do, but where is this going?” you look up at him suspiciously
“if you love sleeping, then I’ll sleep too. I’ll do anything to make you happy”
#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo series#pjo fandom#percy jackson#pjo spoilers#percy series#pjo hoo toa#percy jackson x y/n#percy jackson x you#percy jackson x reader#xoxochb
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 & 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐒 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒
𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?
ׅ ꢾ꣒ find the MASTERLIST here.
PREVIEW. you always get what you want, spoiled with the love of everyone around you. and it's all innocent love, at least that's what everyone thinks. it comes with much surprise therefore, when heeseung makes a move on you. thirteen long years of being in the brother zone having made him utterly clueless that if he’s going to date you he has to pass through your actual brothers first. and he knows how scary they can be. especially since they are known to have a sister complex and he’s been the third scary one with them, numerous times before.
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PLS READ THE CONTENT BELOW ALL THE CHARACTER INFO IS LISTED IN JUST THIS ONE POST !
𝐈𝐈 tune in to the CHARACTER INTERVIEWS ( given by the characters themselves ! )
CHOI YN 20 ( fashion ), well what do i say? hello everyone i'm choi yn! im sure everyone knows me already ^^ .. what else do i say? hmm i love my life a lot! i love my brothers and heeseung and wonie so much, they are the closest people in my life! oh shit sorry riki too hehe oops. college has been fun since im doing exactly what i wanted and it's fun to hangout with won all the time. seungie brings me snacks all the time and binnie lets me eat cakes everyday even though junnie has scolded them not to cause i easily get dental problems and then he has to convince be to go to the dentist, eww.
LEE HEESEUNG 23 ( film ), if you ever stop hearing from me, please know that my day has come and i have chosen to be exposed. as much as jun and soobs love me, and as much as they love tiny(my yn, she's just real cute) if i ever dare speak of that kind of love with tiny in the same sentence it's my last moment on earth. jay and taehyun help a lot and i'd give everything to thank them for it but man they still haven't been able to actually help me get with yn?
CHOI SOOBIN 24 ( law school ), yes my sister is my everything, each one of her wishes no matter how stupid and idiotic they are, must be fulfilled. i think i was like ten when ynie said being a lawyer would be so cool, and it's been my life's motto now. law school kicks my ass yeah but whenever i think of how happy she'd be to see me as a badass lawyer it feels like nothing. i could easily help her win the divorce that's a plus point, i think i should start looking into divorce attorney things.
CHOI YEONJUN 25 ( model ), i swear scaring away my baby sister's admirers is one of my full time jobs besides runaway modelling but alas she is my sister of course she's a beauty. i know she will date and marry a motherfucking guy one day, and i won't be able to stop it but i hope that day takes the longest time to come. she was one of the first ones to say how good my dressing style was, if it wasnt for her i would not be one of the rising faces in the fashion scene today.
PARK JAY 22 ( music production ), being lee heeseung's childhood friend has been my life's greatest downfall. and being his emergency contact number one is probably the biggest mistake of my life. it's so so so infuriating to see him do nothing and panic over the fact that some might sweep her off her feet right before his eyes like fucker you gotta sweep her off her feet rather than worrying over how someone else might sweep her off her feet. taehyun probably understands me.
SIM JAKE 22 ( physics ), it's fun, so so fun i can not express it verbally man, 'm having a blast! there's so many new things to learn i am so happy with my major and my astronomy club thing is going so well too, it's been amazing so far. the only thing i dont like is my mates ignoring me, like i tell them about all these quantum mechanics things and how it's works like it's legit the coolest thing ever and they don't wanna listen me and then come to me for help with assignments like dude? there's no give and take here and it's not high school anymore? but i do it cause im nice :)
PARK SUNGHOON 22 ( communications ), first of all i gotta thank my man taehyun for letting me copy off of him to pass my semesters so far. as a full time commercial and photoshoot model, college is just a side quest for me at this point, just need an arm candy degree to show that i am infact educated contrary to what people think. oh and i'd like to tell this, don't tell anyone, i actually know all the drama going on and it's so funny but i gotta stay low if i wanna be safe. sometimes i do think of stirring things up but yeonjun man he scares me, i better be on his good side.
KIM SUNOO 21 ( journalism ), for real god am i the only one working my ass off here cause why the hell all these dicks be fucking up their lives and copying off people to survive like? look at me, every little gossip on campus and you know who to go to get the full info! exactly how it should be for a journalism major. i swear i am doing all the shit ass work here. i admit i slip sometimes especially with heeseung's secret in front of god forbidden yn but 'm just a human, and humans make mistakes yk? and please tell kai to fuck off please, thank you.
YANG JUNGWON 20 ( fashion ), it's a different feeling when three guys trust you with their precious sister. and it's a different feeling when that precious real spoiled girl treats you like the best buddy she could ever have. but it's not so fortunate when you gotta dash to protect anytime the brothers ping you, it's like a national secret agency part time job and it's the hardest thing when the target is someone like yn. i treasure her a lot, as a friend! yes, yet the times when her brothers get jealous of me are some of the most nerve wrecking times.
NISHIMURA RIKI 20 ( photography ), are we surprised here? no wtf have y'all not seen the pics i post on my twt like i got talent you have to accept it. especially a lot of talent in gaming and luck, my luck be through the roofff. just started lol a year ago and my YouTube Chanel six months ago and im already almost a diamond and about to hit a million subscribers.. talk about god's favorite! ha that's me. but the thing is more than that i wanna be yn's favorite like i know she says won and i are same but i know that kitty is closer. for now i like being glued to yn, but after figuring out things so easily it's hard to keep quiet.
CHOI BEOMGYU 23 ( film ), with the amount of hate train behind me it's a miracle i am still breathing and in one piece. praying all this ends quickly and my life is returned back to me or i'll go crazy it has been like what two? three? years already! i need my freedom. i can count and name with my fingers the people who hate me. actually no it's everyone. anyways, i share all classes with heeseung and lord is it the scariest part of my life. at least yeonjun and soobin would need time to hunt me down but lee heeseung? he's right behind me two rows, staring down my every movement. look it's not my fault okay?
KANG TAEHYUN 22 ( communications ), it wasn't consensual. it is very important to clear this up. i did not give my papers to park sunghoon by choice. he had to pay me hefty for that so there's no thank you man, dude is pretending. and i am fucking sick of covering for heeseung all the time like dude grow balls, real balls dig up some manly guts and fucking do it before i lose patience and fuck shit up. every moment of listening to him lamenting over his feelings is the most frustrating shit ever. make him hear this one for god's fucking sake.
HUENING KAI 22 ( journalism ), no matter how much everyone denies it, i know they won't survive a day without me like? i provide sunoo with all the gossip of our side? how else do you think heeseung sneaks around yeonbin with his feelings? god it's me i do the passing the parcel of info. i mean taehyun is also involved with them but then i am more useful than that reality check of a guy, i mean who needs reality when you can live in a fantasy! hehe i just outdid everyone with that! or not anyway moving on yn's cr— SUNOO: shut the fuck up bitch!
𝐈𝐈𝐈 learn about THE GROUPCHATS.
01. HEEYN TRUTHERS heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon, taehyun and sunoo: the group that has been supporting heeseung in pursuing his feelings since he first revealed it to them. for whenever he fucks up and they have to discuss how to save his ass. normal chats happen too.
02. BOSS BABIES yn, jungwon, riki: the trio that has been friends since middle school, and sticks together. yn spends most of her time with them, that is in college. often goes out to hangout and these two are yn's only actual friends!
03. SHOOTERZ 4 YN yeonjun, soobin, heeseung and jungwon: they use this chat to text each other whenever someone upsets yn or she's going somewhere alone and they need jungwon to secretly tag along to give them updates later.
04. PRINCESS & HER KNIGHTS yn, yeonjun, soobin and heeseung: the main stars— spoiled baby and her overprotective boys. usually text her when it has to do something with the four of them, like when yn goes out or she needs someone to pick her up or accompany her or when they have dinner at each other's place and someone's missing and likewise.
05. PSYCHOS W/ SICKOS yeonjun, soobin, beomgyu, taehyun, huening kai and heeseung: well this is heeseung's other friend group with the yn brothers' friends that become his own after a while. this is yeonbin dominated friend group chat and beomgyu is main character lmao
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𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 (𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬)
the title is a lyric form 'you can't hurry love' by the supremes
𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗼𝘂 𝘅 𝗛𝗮𝗶𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗮! 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂 𝗚𝗲𝘁𝗼
(A/N): hello there, lovelies!
truly projecting with this one because my therapist did say to use writing as therapy and I am using it to manifest two hot dudes as my boyfriends in this life (not going to lie, me being single in this month does feel a bit... not very right).
I am considering probably expanding this fics with small slices of life from this couple so if you enjoyed this pls let me know and I'd appreciate the living shit out of it.
as always, comments and reblogs make me write faster and better!
have a lovely day!
SUMMARY: upon being forced into cramped spaces with two of your hot past friends, you are brought to confront some unsolved feelings.
“My friends told me that they’d have a room you could rent till you find an apartment”.
Albeit good news you weren’t eager to move from a former frat boy's house to another, although you couldn’t be exactly picky.
“... you remember Satorou and Suguru, right?”.
WARNINGS: romance and angst, hurt/comfort, slight mention of insecurities, burnout and depression, polyamory, slightly suggestive, gojo can be a tad too much at times and gets has an avoidant attachment style, reader is a mechanic, afab character, she/her pronouns, slice of life, getting together.
You can’t hurry love, you just have to wait had been the leitmotif throughout all your teens years where each one of your friends fell in love and into relationships, while you stayed - silently - single.
It had gotten you wondering for the longest time whether you were too ugly, too stupid or simply… whether there was something wrong with you.
Your poor mother had always had to deal with the worst of your rants and she’d always repeat the same: your one true love would come, eventually:
“It might take a bit of time, but it’s simply because they are going to be utterly wholesome and perfect for you. And you know what? These things do take time”.
As you had also gotten into relationships, as a late bloomer, you had soon learned that the dream of finally not being single was far overhyped and currently at twenty-five, with a stable job and your own circle of friends, you had other problems to rant to your family about.
Such as the one of you being currently without a stable apartment since you were far too non-confrontational to tell your former roommate that no, her boyfriend couldn’t move into your house in your stead.
He had been already living with her quite stably and in all truth, you hadn’t ever enjoyed nor her nor the apartment, hence it had seemed like a sign to actually seek out another place.
What you hadn’t accounted for was that you lived in a time period having the worst house crisis ever, which had you crashing at your brother’s place and as much as you loved him, he was a former frat boy who had never grown up at the respectful age of twenty-seven.
Yu might have been a good brother but as a roommate was even worse than your previous one. A fact that he could feel deep in his bones since you’d oftentimes be glaring at him for having forgotten the toilet seat up or having left dirty dishes in the sink.
With this threat over his head, of course, he had moved onto trying to help you find an apartment nearby and one special night he had come back with an ample smile and a prompt proposal.
“My friends told me that they’d have a room you could rent till you find an apartment”.
Albeit good news you weren’t eager to move from a former frat boy's house to another, although you couldn’t be exactly picky.
“... you remember Satorou and Suguru, right?”.
And such names brought you to further want to shoot down the idea.
As you and Yu were barely a few years apart in age, you had oftentimes hung out with him and his friends and you knew everybody in his circle, especially Satorou Gojo who had been your - impossible - teen crush.
An arrogant boy who had many times made fun of you and your obvious inability to stop showing your heart on your shoulder.
Geto Suguru was his best friend and now boyfriend; you had a happier memory of Geto; if anything because he was far nicer than Gojo, always trying to have you included in the conversation.
The thought of sharing an apartment, albeit your conditions, had you definitely a tiny bit resisting, especially as you hadn’t seen either since high school had ended and it’d have made for an uncomfortable fit.
Not to talk about the fact that back then they had been friends and now they were a couple.
You were desperate, but were you desperate enough to third-wheel a well-established couple of two people towards whom you had harbored teenage crushes for?
Evidently yes, as you had agreed to Yu’s suggestion and in a week, you had moved into Geto’s and Gojo’s apartment, thankful that only the former was there when you came with all your belongings and an awkward gratitude on your face.
Gojo was away on a business trip and Geto greeted you warmly; he did remember the past times and he was quick to have you at ease as you insisted that you were beyond grateful for the room and you’d be moving out as soon as you found something on the market.
“Don’t worry” he had commented, as you sat onto a box during a break from settling everything around the place “... it isn’t like we had put this room at use. In all truth, the whole apartment is quite big for the two of us, although Gojo insists that it’s necessary”.
“I am just glad that I get my own private bathroom with a washing machine. I swear to God that Yu broke his own the year he moved in” you had promptly joked back, as awkwardness was swiftly turned into a familiarity that felt better fit for now that you were adults.
For the entire week, you had been careful and a bit anxious, worried that a single mishap might send you back to your brother, although soon you realized such a thing wouldn’t have happened.
Geto was welcoming and while you worked in the body shop throughout the day, he’d spend his mornings in university to fill his position as a teacher’s assistant, oftentimes coming back in the early afternoon to deal with lessons and such at home.
You didn’t bother each other, although you worried the harder of the two might be Gojo.
You were a bit worried he might pick up on your crush and tease you, and when the bell rang signaling him coming back home - “he can’t be trusted with his keys, alone” - you had sprung up as if something had prickled your ass, fast enough that Geto shot you a slight amused look.
“Don’t worry, it’s just Gojo and I have warned him to be on his best behavior” such a comment didn’t ease your jumpiness, if anything it worsened it, because if Gojo had to be told to be on his best behavior…
«I am back, my beloved».
Well, he hadn’t certainly outwore the whole drama queen attitude and although it was a bit frustrating, you couldn’t help a slight smile at such a thing noticing that even Geto grumbled before coming to meet his boyfriend halfway through.
«… can’t believe that you didn’t even think of coming to get me at the airport».
«That’s punishment for that time you came to greet me at the airport with a PornHub sign, Toru».
You definitely hid a small laugh underneath your hand as the two came back and you felt like you should have definitely bolted for your room, although it might have been rude.
Satorou Gojo hadn’t grown any less ugly in these years, if anything his instant charm had definitely heightened and paired with Geto’s sullen beauty, you were halfway through drooling wide awake.
«Baby Haibara!» you were promptly greeted, though, and you were startled when Gojo brought you in a tight hug, his face eagerly looking into your own «… haven’t you grown, have you? You were right, Suguru! She’s quite pretty, isn’t she?».
You startled at the compliment, and in such a movement your attention shifted from Gojo upon Geto, who looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole, with pinkish cheeks as he went to lightly deck the back of his boyfriend’s head. Lovingly, obviously.
«I… well, I… it’s good to meet you as well, Gojo… I mean, Mr….».
«Mr. Gojo is my father and you are literally the sister of one of my best friends, hence the two things don’t match» he commented a bit more seriously, although with a softer smile «… have you grown bored with Suguru and his old man habits?».
«Fuck you, Satorou» Geto growled although without any true bite as he gently patted his boyfriend’s back. Even in such a gesture there was a casualty that had you feeling like you were far too much in such a scenery.
«I… everything.. I… I am doing fine» it was the worst and most awkward phrasing of the words that you could come up with, especially as it wasn't what you had been asked, but you couldn’t take it back, just sprint to your room under the excuse that you’d have a shift soon.
«Alright».
Gojo had pouted lightly, almost adorably and you had to stop halfway through the dining room and your own to catch onto your breath and curse yourself out for having behaved probably quite rudely.
Still, as you slowly regained a steadier heartbeat, you were startled to hear Geto and Gojo talking and albeit you were far more intruding, you were quick to lend an ear to such a conversation, if anything to assure yourself they wouldn’t be gossiping about you between your back.
«You had to go and scare her, didn’t you?» Geto screeched lightly, again more annoyance than true frustration «I told you to behave on the phone!».
«Oh, c’mon! I wasn’t that bad» you had a distinct inkling they might be talking about you, although you tried not to overthink it «… and it isn’t like I told her that she’s ugly or anything! I was just stating the obvious».
«And did you have to mention to her what I told you in a private conversation?».
You didn’t know what was more startling: that Gojo thought you truly pretty or that Geto had, indeed, told him that he found you beautiful.
Had this happened when you had been in high school, you’d have fainted, knocked your head into something and probably needed a trip to the nurse office.
Right now you almost simply risked stumbling on your feet.
«By the way…» you were definitely eager for a change of topic «… is that kikufuku?».
«Yeah, Satorou, your eyes are working» again that exhaustion although from the sound noise of a ‘smack’ you had an inkling that Gojo had just received a kiss «… she cooked it for you, by the way. Wanted to make a good impression».
You flustered at Geto exposing you: you had slaved the night before to cook the sweet treat as you had definitely wanted to at least ease whatever tease Gojo might be with food, thinking that if he was too busy eating his favorite treat, he wouldn’t have you flustered, although your cheeks did heat up and it was a perfect time to seriously go up your room.
Through this awkward moment, you had moved onto a more comfortable pace, especially as each of your usual timetables seemed to fit snuggly with each other, as Gojo would oftentimes work from home till late hours which would imply that when you came back from the graveyard shift, he’d be in the kitchen ravaging the expensive ice cream he got for such occasions till he got brain freeze.
After a few denials of joining him in the act, you had eventually moved into such an activity, swearing to keep it a secret from Geto although you were well aware that he knew it all too well.
Through the two months that passed, you learned soon that they weren’t anymore the immature boys they had been back there and although Geto kept his moods and Gojo his terrible humor, they weren’t so bad, enough that once the initial awkwardness was exhausted.
You had taken also onto hanging with them, although at first you had thought it’d be awkward and you’d be third-wheeling always, but instead as much as there’d be moments where Geto and Gojo would be each other’s partner, it never felt heavy nor intruding.
Aside from that time that you had been awoken through the night by heavy steps and barely held in laughter, startled to find that it was a wasted Gojo while Geto dragged him along inside the house.
«What happened?» you asked, not having immediately clocked the drunkenness out of Gojo, as Geto startled at your presence sending you a slightly hysterical smile of obvious awkwardness.
«He… well, he had one too much, darling» the pet name immediately had you flustered although you were startled when it was Gojo who reacted to it.
Not that it should startle you that a couple had a pet names.
«… no worries, I’ll put him to sleep. Sorry for having bothered you or woken you…».
«You should join our party!» Gojo murmured slurring through his entire speech as you shot him a tiepid smile.
«Can’t. Gotta work tomorrow» and you made to turn around as clearly you were intruding and you did have work in the morning, startled at the call out of your name «… huh?».
«Why wer… weren’t you… tonight?».
You didn’t understand Gojo fully as Geto tried to usher him and just resulted with his boyfriend slamming his lips onto his own, a bit sidetracked from whatever he meant to say.
That was decidedly far more intimate than you should have witnessed, still your feet were stuck on the ground as you witnessed the sloppy way in which the two exchanged an obviously passionate kiss.
You felt decidedly like a pervert, ducking away as soon as your feet started walking again, as you heard your name called out again although you didn’t turn around, smashing your head in the pillow and trying not to think about the scene you had witnessed.
Nor the way that Gojo had seemed eager for you as well, moving onto Geto only as a distraction.
Was it… no it wasn’t like that.
They were boyfriends.
Had been for the past four years and they were stable and wouldn’t have definitely any interest in you.
The awkwardness had by breakfast stemmed away with Gojo apologizing earnestly as you tried to hide your face not to show your obvious eyebags since you hadn’t been able to fall asleep after witnessing the whole ‘scene’.
Nothing had ever been mentioned and you had put any doubting thought to the rest, till the day that Gojo pushed you aside one day while Geto was at some seminary:
“I’ll be leaving for a month in a few days. A long business trip to deal with some family staff as well” he had explained without his usual slight amusement twinkling in his pretty blue eyes “Gotta ask you something. A favor if you will”.
You had promptly thought that it’d be to handle some stuff around the house, which you didn’t mind as you tried to make up for their help through both helping around the house - neither seemed to have a good hand for different maintenance tasks - and baking to Gojo’s heart content.
“Stay close to Geto, while I am away, alright?”.
You had been a bit taken a back but not startled, nodding eagerly.
“It’s no problem, I don’t mind usually… we actually had plans…”.
“I know” he had gently smiled as if thinking about you and his boyfriend going out without him, before growing serious “... when I am away… for long… he doesn’t do well”.
“I’ll make him company!” yeah, if you had had Gojo as a boyfriend, you wouldn’t have been all too happy to be left. Especially for a month “... no worries, at all! I actually…”.
“It isn’t just about company” again that somber tone which was so unlike his usual happy go-lucky and cocky attitude “... I… you must have noticed that sometimes… Suguru… he tends to isolate himself”.
You had, indeed, noticed that sometimes Suguru would overwork himself and the one fight that you had witnessed between the two had been about him not ‘properly taking care of himself’.
You hadn’t meant to snoop any further, rushing to get out and go bother Yu before the actual fight started but you had still heard Suguru’s defeated voice saying ‘you can’t fucking cure me, Satorou’.
“... he… he doesn’t do well, and I fear for long… time period”.
Well, that did complicate the whole idea you had had of ‘keeping an eye out on him’ while Gojo was away, although you didn’t mind it.
If anything, the sole reason why you suddenly felt a bit unconfident about it was the fact that you weren’t sure whether you were the best person for such a task.
Still, as if reading your worries, Gojo was quick to breath lightly and say:
“... he likes you. I do know that and I think that he’d appreciate it. Or at least I’d do”.
And fixed with those gorgeous bright blue eyes, you hadn’t had any choice but to agree to such a favor, being thanked by a tight hug that had you flustered as you brushed your roommate away, insisting that you’d be late for work.
In the end, you had thought that it couldn’t be too bad, especially as the first week was pretty calm with you and Geto going to the movies on the weekend and then spending the evening in some diner downtown that he showed you happily, explaining to you a few anecdotes about Gojo having almost gotten banned from it.
The second week seemed a bit more trialing with Geto oftentimes overworking himself and you finding him still up when you came back early in the morning from a late night shift.
He was always working and although worried you believed he might be submerging himself in work to avoid thinking about Gojo.
When you updated Gojo - such a thing always left a bitter taste in your mouth, as you felt like you were slowly betraying Geto’s trust into you - he didn’t seem all too worried and the gravity of the situation didn’t hit you fully till halfway through the third week, when you got a message from Gojo asking whether you could check on his boyfriend.
“He usually tells me to fuck off with my morning texts but I got nothing”.
“Maybe he just forgot to charge his phone” he had been a few times and oftentimes asked to use your power bank when he meant to go to uni that day “... I’ll check”.
You had noticed since coming to Gojo’s and Geto’s shared bedroom that Geto must be still inside and upon knocking after a moment of hesitation, you had been told to come inside just to notice that the place was quite messy.
Not exceedingly but the desk was immersed by different papers - a few graded a few messily signed - and the laptop atop of it looked precarious.
The curtains were pulled and Geto’s face was smashed against the pillow, which you felt like wasn’t already an indication and you stopped just short of the bed, softly calling out his name as if not to startle him.
As if he hadn’t told you to come inside.
«… need anything» came a light peep that aimed to be far more curt than it truly was, having you almost giggle hadn’t it been that you were worried.
You now understood Gojo’s seriousness when he had talked about it with you.
«Not going to uni, today?».
You had by now learned their routines and usually Geto would be already out of the bed, having breakfast with you by now.
«… anything happened? Didn’t sleep well?».
«You sound like, Toru» he muttered with that same bitter tone as if he meant to discourage you from moving any further, although he didn’t know that you could be far more stubborn.
Your concern was genuine, not out of devotion for Gojo.
Although you wouldn’t have admitted it even under torture, you cared for your roommates.
Deeply and far more than a normal roommate, but such a thing would have been ushered underneath the carpet for now.
«Mmh, I am not half as pretty as him though» with a playful tone, you gently sat down on one of the sides of the bed, mindful not to touch him so as not to overwhelm him.
You cursed yourself for not having done further research or having asked Gojo for any other advice, as you felt severely underprepared for handling the situation.
«… no, you are» you were startled by the slight mutter, definitely thinking that he might have been saying something else and it was muffled by the pillow, but what he spoke of next was quite jarring «… and not half as annoying as him. Still, a bit because you want to fix me, but…».
«I don’t want to fix you» you stated clearly, a bit taken aback and trying to hold back the tight annoyance you felt for Geto’s assumptions «… but I also can see that this isn’t … healthy. Like did you get any sleep last night?».
Geto seemed startled by the comment, lightly turning to you to show you his face and from the prominent eyebags around his eyes, you could tell he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep, which in turn had you soften your expression much to his dismay.
«You don’t have to worry for me» he grumbled, making to turn to the other side «… whatever Toru got you up to…».
«Well, I… it isn’t just Toru» you shut him down promptly as you found that it was true. If you had come upon the scene unprompted, you’d have also wanted to do anything, because… well, because you lied Geto and you didn’t want him to suffer «… I am worried about you, alright? Is there… is there anything I can do…?».
«Just let me rot in bed».
That did seem like a rather… extreme situation, you thought as you lightly inched closer to him if anything to stall him in turning his face away.
«… this isn’t.. well, this isn’t your burden to bear».
«You talk so negatively, Geto» you couldn’t help but mutter, feeling yourself become flustered at your oblivious moment, although it did stall Geto’s own movements as he went to again hide his face in the pillows «… if I was bothered, I wouldn’t have asked, believe me».
«No, you’d have still because you are nice. So sweet like the candy that Toru can’t give up».
You almost wished for the ground to swallow you whole, as this man was suffering and you were having the time of your life under such revelations, although you should have taken them with a grain of salt; just because Geto thought you pretty and sweet, it didn’t mean that he’d have left his committed relationship for you.
Not that you wanted him to.
«… I’ll be fine».
«I don’t doubt it» you muttered gently as one of your hands finally did what it had been aching to do since you had been blessed with Geto’s bedhead, pushing a few strands away as you undid the man bun with which he had slept.
That couldn’t be comfortable, could it? It wasn’t an excuse to pass your hands through the silky tresses.
«… but I’d like to help… if… if there’s anything I can do, alright?».
For a moment, you thought the worst of it as Geto didn’t seem responsive and you’d be ushered out, which would have entailed for a rather anxious morning at work as you doubted that he’d have done anything truly… serious but the thought of him laying there definitely negative and catastrophic thinking had your heart clutch lightly.
As one would with a dear friend, obviously.
Then you were startled out of your thoughts.
«… can you… can you do something?» and you should have startled at how eagerly you’d have done anything «… hold me, please».
You were startled by the request, expecting for him to ask you to leave him alone or call Satorou. Not definitely such a request and while it filled you with warmth and comfortability, you couldn’t help but slightly frown and Geto noticed it as well.
«… knew that it’d be too much» he muttered and although his words were a clear grumble, you could feel the wetness in tears lacing them «… I am too much».
«No, no!» you rushed to pacify him, cursing yourself for your reaction «… it’s just… I am… I am not Satorou».
You started at the comfort with which you had called Gojo by his first name.
You had been roommates for months by now and yet, you hadn’t ever said anything so informal.
«… it’s just… I am not sure whether… it’d be… well, whether it’d be proper».
Considering what you had been thinking, it was the least you wanted to deny, but at the same time you didn’t want to break any boundaries nor take advantage of a moment when Suguru was so clearly and desperately vulnerable.
He seemed to catch onto the fact that your hesitation wasn’t due to him but your own awkward uncomfortability and insecurity.
Hence you were startled when his hand went onto your own and gently laced your fingers together in a move that was far too intimate.
You tried not to react so as not to startle him nor make him feel rejected.
«It’s no problem» he muttered gently as if he meant to be the one consoling you «… I know that you aren’t him. And he knows that I’d have asked you this».
You startled at the confession that they might have discussed this.
Afterall, Suguru had mentioned that he knew that Gojo had asked you to keep him company, although it was… strange to think that they had talked about you… also comforting him. It wasn’t weird, it was just… awkward.
As for the whole situation.
«I don’t want… I don’t…» you were stumbling and couldn’t help but feel like an idiot.
Your friend was definitely going through something and you couldn’t reign yourself in to give him a hand. Such a thought finally brought you back on Earth: it wasn’t like Suguru was trying to get you to cuddle with him for funsies, as he clearly needed just comfort.
There was nothing more than the willingness and need for help in such a situation and you’d have looked to it this way, ending the stumbling and silly words.
«Alright» you relented softly as Suguru seemed startled by your sudden agreement but still raised up the duvet to let you in comfortably which you did, ditching your phone on the nightstand «… better?».
You were startled when the Suguru smashed his whole body against you although he had, indeed, asked to be held, which you provided swiftly as your arms went around his shoulders while his own settled to your waist.
You were thankful he set his head in the crook of your neck because having to actually look at him in such an intimate setting would have left you scorching.
He hummed as he felt content with the position, all too glad when you resumed the hair caresses you had been indulging before and cooing softly.
His obvious darker thoughts seemed calmer as you felt him fall asleep within half an hour as he had to be exhausted.
With a considerable amount of stretches you reached to promptly get your phone and alert Gojo that things seemed settled for the matter.
“Hope it’s alright, we are cuddling” you wished to text him but somehow it felt a tad… crass. You settled onto a simple “I’ll handle it” just to be answered by a soft “... you are a little miracle, baby Haibara”.
You wouldn’t have ever outgrown the nickname, would you?
You also alerted work that you’d be taking the day off for a ‘family emergency’ and considering your streak of perfect presences they didn’t seem all that annoyed, unlike Suguru when he woke up a few hours later, right as your arms were starting to cramp.
After a few moments to realize his surroundings and a swift tightening of his hold on your waist to bring you closer, he startled.
«Shit! I…what are you doing here?» you thought for a moment of the worst, when he added «… shouldn’t you be at work? Shit… I… don’t tell me that I kept you from going, I swear to fucking…».
«No worries, I wasn’t looking forward to working on Naoya’s car» you muttered lightly as this specific client never trusted you with his car due to being a woman, bringing forward a rain of gaslighting and mansplaining that didn’t make you eager to face him or his car «… feeling a bit better?».
Although not fully convinced, Suguru nodded lightly, yawning.
«Want to try to get out of bed for breakfast?» he shook his head, instead lightly turning to have you spoon him as he backed into your chest having you giggle «… alright, I am bringing you breakfast in bed, but what… what about a shower, then?».
«Please don’t get up» he immediately shot down your idea and hadn’t you been worried sick, you’d have found him impossibly cute «… and not really… I just… I truly don’t want to get out of bed».
«Understandable» you said gently as you could only guess that he had been overworking himself to his own core. The thought having you guilty as you should have noticed it before «… well, what if I make you a deal?».
He perked up, although he didn’t turn around not fully acknowledge the thought of getting out of bed.
«… what if… well, what if we stay here for an half an hour more and then… then you get in the shower while I cook breakfast and we eat it in bed?».
The whole set up seemed quite romantic although you tried not to think about it.
«Are you… suggesting I stink?» at that you lightly nosed into Suguru’s hair, as he weakly laughed and you felt the remble brush against your ribs.
«Smell of smoke» you did notice him smoking a few times outside of the house and you could only guess he’d do it especially when stressed «… and a shower might be good. Always gets me relaxed after work, especially as I do stink».
Working with oils and cars wasn’t certainly the cleanest of jobs, although you enjoyed it.
«I just…» you waited patiently for his next works, lightly rubbing your nose against the exposed skin of his neck as you had noticed that Suguru seemed to enjoy it, relaxing the tension of his shoulders «… have this… fear that I’ll crumble. That everything will go to shit if I leave the bed».
It felt so… desperate and suddenly you wanted to hug Suguru tight to yourself and gently tell him that you wouldn’t have let such a thing happen.
That you’d have held him up no matter what, no risk of crumbling in your arms.
Still, you were his boyfriend. You weren’t Satorou and it’d have been… thoroughly inappropriate.
«… it’s silly» Suguru filled the silence that your reflections had created and soon you sprung in action leaving behind your overthinking.
«No, no it isn’t… I… certain days I… feel the same… I mean… I don’t pretend that I can understand what you are going through, but it’s very much not silly» you promised softly to him «… and what if I… what if I stuck around to ensure that you won’t crumble? I… I am a mechanic, I am pretty good in fixing things before they crumble in pieces».
It felt cheesy and you cringed at your words once they left your mouth but you also felt the way that Suguru stalled softly in his thoughts, his mind becoming quiet as he eventually conceded:
«I’ll try the shower» well, that was far more than you’d have liked «… but… but can you stay in bed? Not go to make us breakfast».
Your stomach did protest at that, but you nodded softly.
The rest of the day was spent with Suguru constantly beside you, as you spent the morning in bed with you putting on a silly TV series to help you both shift your minds away from your negative thoughts.
He felt better in the afternoon when Gojo called over and he did insist that you stayed there, getting absolutely teased for your Lightning McQueen pajama.
He did eat a light lunch and you managed not to make him grade any papers but instead read a bit and especially drink every hour when you’d show up with a bottle or a cup.
The following day was better although you did take the whole week off your job, much to Suguru’s mortification although you insisted that holidays were overdue.
And you enjoyed your time spent cuddling and chatting.
After the initial awkwardness of you being unsure of his boundaries, you had grown quite comfortable with Suguru in the next two weeks that followed Gojo’s return.
Still, it startled that upon the white-haired man being back your budding relationship with Geto was stalled.
You hadn’t expected him to be so physical with you - especially when it was clearly platonic, no matter the lingering touches - but it seemed that upon Gojo’s comeback, he had retired from you, speaking only when necessary.
It felt awkward and you were a bit hurt: on one side you worried whether you had broken some boundary as you helped him recover and he might be reinstalling them or actively hurt.
On the other hand, you couldn’t help the slight feeling of having been used and then ditched once Geto’s true partner came back.
You did console a bit through work and Gojo, who had insisted to return the favor you had done him by taking you out to dinner at your favorite place on a night when Suguru was out with some uni buddies.
You had been startled when he had held your hand on the way there and flirted with you so openly to the point that by the end of the night you were red, although aware it was nothing but playful. Still, it was comforting to know that you had, at least, the friendship of one of your friends.
And maybe… something more.
You were, by now, well aware of the budding feelings towards your roommate and they were starting to be unsightly to say the least, with Gojo’s charm and Geto’s coldness.
It felt like being stuck between a hot rod and frigid water and you were starting not to enjoy such a situation, hence why when your friend, Murasaki, told you of a solution for a new apartment, you should have been delighted.
In all truth, you were only partly listening to what she was saying.
«… and it has a gym nearby and a garden… we did take the little shitter that Megumi got…» and suddenly realizing you weren’t listening to her she slightly snapped her fingers in your face «… hey! The lights are on but is anybody in the house?».
«Yeah, yeah» you promptly waved her off «… I heard you».
«My sister says that they are ready to sign you on the lease as soon as you want».
Well, that was… scary to think about, because although your whole situation with both Gojo and Geto had come to a head, you weren’t sure… whether you wanted to move away.
You blamed it on comfortability but still…
«… need time to think» you eventually stumbled out «… is it alright with your sister? I wouldn’t want to slow her or…».
«What is there to think?» your friend lightly protested «… you have been on the lookout for an apartment for a whole year and I thought that your settlement with those two was just temp… oh».
«Oh what?» you asked confused as your friend’s face opened in a smirk.
«You liiiikeeee them».
«Of course, I like them, they are my roommates» you tried to play dumb but your friend wasn’t convinced in the slightest.
«You know what I mean» she counterattacked, as you gave up and raised your hands.
«Either way, they are together and there isn’t much that I can do».
The thought of breaking apart those two for a selfish desire truly had your heart clenching, as you felt like they were perfect together and in all truth, you wouldn’t have known who to pursue if they had ever broken up.
Gojo and Geto came as a pair.
«I mean… they wouldn’t have to break up to be with you» your friend commented much to your confusion «… there’s such a thing as polyamory».
«And there’s such a thing as not even knowing whether they like me» you shouted back, finally releasing all your insecurities as you felt like you truly had no chance with either of them and their kindness for you was at first pity and now comfortability «… it’s just… it’s complex. One more reason why I should… get my head out of my ass and sign».
Murasaki must have caught the obvious discomfort on your face as she simply gently clutched one of your hands and smiled gently over the table.
«Take your time, alright?» she comforted you gently «… my sister can wait a week. If not more if you need to figure out stuff…».
«A week is enough» because if this whole situation went further than a week, you’d have definitely gone mad.
After the talk with Murasaki you had thought of taking a few good hours stuck in your room to reflect on how to move forward.
You wanted to examine the house better as you had heard static while talking with your friend and you needed to clear your mind. Desperately.
Still, right as you walked inside, you were shaken by laughter and all too soon in the kitchen you found Gojo and Geto chatting animatedly between themselves.
Although not enough for you to sneak in unnoticed.
«Back early?» Gojo called out while you distinctively noticed Geto’s slightly lowered brows as if not to raise your attention «… though you were having girls’ night».
«I am too old for that» you tried to humor the situation «… and it was just a coffee. A few updates needed to be exchanged».
«Anything interesting?» Gojo insisted noisily as Geto tried to hold him back.
«That’s none of your business, Gojo».
«Oh back to surname basis?».
«Actually…» it was a good idea to rip the bandaid as letting them know about the house would definitely have you feeling a bit better and more sure in your choice «… my friend … Murasaki… her sister is leaving her apartment and it’d be… well, it’s a nice apartment and I… well, I think I might have found another solution».
You had expected cheers at least a slight bit of happiness while a chilling silence fell between you and the boys.
And then after a swift exchange of looks, Gojo started up:
«I am telling her».
«No the fuck you are not, Satorou» Geto replied irritated, as he shot a slight look of concern to you «… you aren’t telling her shit at all».
«You aren’t the boss of me, Suguru» Gojo said with a bite as his eyes turned to focus upon you, who was growing more and more confused by the second.
«Well, I am about to be the fucking death of you, Satorou».
«What… what is going on?» you couldn’t help but mutter, definitely feeling uneasy at their fighting scene, especially as you seemed to be the main cause «… please guys, don’t… don’t fight… I am sure that…».
«Suguru likes you»
Well, that was the last thing that you ever expected to be told from Gojo, as the black haired man didn’t immediately register the words but when he did he shifted his attention swiftly from you onto his boyfriend with a betrayed look.
And then his gaze became devilish.
«And fucking Toru over her has a crush on you as well».
Well, that was certainly the last thing that you expected.
And you suddenly felt faint.
«I need to sit».
All too soon you were propped on a chair, guided by a soft hand while a calloused one offered you a glass of water that you declined.
«I don’t need to drink anything. I need a hearing check» you muttered grumpily startled by the giggles that followed your words «… did you… did you say that? Did I hear you right?».
The two exchanged a look and you thought for a moment that you had either not heard them right. Or they’d be denying it. Which would be within their right, although you don’t think that you’d have survived such a notion.
Thankfully, Geto spared the two of you as he nodded before adding.
«Satorou wasn’t meant to spur it onto you» well, that’d have been… better.
A bit chiller.
«… please forgive the asshole».
«She wants to ditch us, babe, I was just doing damage control» Gojo shot back sickly sweet as he sent a slithering smirk on Geto’s way before turning to you «… thought you should know, sweetie».
And finally it hit your brain that what you had heard was true and right.
They both liked you.
«Shit» you hissed through your breath, as Suguru tried to push the water glass towards you while Gojo gently rubbed comforting circles on your back, through the skin that wasn’t touched by the chair «… I… I am sorry. I… I didn’t mean to… I didn’t mean to break you apart or… shit, I am a fucking homewrecker!».
Again that awkward silence, which was stilled by a laughing outbreak coming from Gojo.
Of course, he couldn’t be serious in such a terrible moment as you realized the essence of your actions although you had yet to know how two gorgeous hot guys had fallen for you.
Or better, they liked you.
«I’ll move away as soon as possible, I… I am again… sorry I swear to God I didn’t mean to…».
«Hey, hey!» the hand on your back rubbing circles, stopped suddenly as you took a sharp intake of breath, aiming to calm yourself down «… breath, sweetheart, breath. In and out».
You followed the suggestion promptly and it did ease you up a bit, not to see dark anymore as you looked up at the two men, probably a bad idea as the sight was dizzying with the two looking worriedly at you.
«… when you are ready we can talk about it, alright?» exactly what you had hoped not to do, you thought, readying yourself for what was to happen «… take all the time you need and…».
«You both like me» you dumped down, repeating the obvious «… and I… you don’t want me to… move apartments? Why?».
«Because we both like you» Gojo told you as if it wasn’t obvious and at your disgruntled sight he went onto adding «… you are worse than Suguru over here who got into his head since you comforted him, when he realized he liked you».
Suguru refused to meet your gaze at such a confession as you turned your head towards him in utter startelement and disbelief.
Although it did make sense: he had pushed back for a specific reason and it hadn’t been because you had crossed any boundary but because he had.
«… not everybody can be as insisting and annoying as you, Satorou» he simply retorted «… excuse me for actually wanting to be decent».
«Literally not going to lie but I’d have liked Gojo’s whole behavior, because I was thinking that I had ruined our relationship» you blurted out turning slightly to Geto «… not that we have a relationship. A platonic one and…».
«Would you like a non-platonic relationship?».
Of course, Gojo had to ruin this.
«Alright I take it back…».
You went to say but Gojo lightly pinched one of your shoulder blades, getting Geto to stomp on his foot as you hissed at the pinch.
«Be nice or she won’t give us a chance!».
«At least I am doing something, Mr. ‘Wait-Till-We-Are-Sure’!».
«Can’t blame me for wanting to take things slow!».
«And boring! You forgot to mention taking things slow and boring!».
«Hey!» you called out again their attention as they had the good idea to appear ashamed at their outburst «… I still don’t understand shit, so don’t scream at each other. Fucking explain me».
«She’s hot when she’s assertive» oh God, you were already regretting this.
«Why aren’t you throwing me out if I destroyed your relationship?» you went to question.
«Why are you so dramatic?» being said by Gojo felt almost humorous «… you didn’t destroy anything. Aside from Sugu's balls, by the way».
«Satorou…» it was a low threat, although it had your cheeks lightly heated.
«Long story short: we both realized we were into you» Gojo went on ignoring his boyfriend «… and it wasn’t a simple crush, especially considering that we both seem to feel the same for you. And it’s an identical feeling to what we feel for each other».
Well, if that was unexpected.
«We like you. Genuinely and we’d like to pursue a relationship with you» Gojo went on straight to the point «… or at least that’s what Suguboo right there would say».
«… stop stealing my words» Suguru said through gritted teeth, before turning to you bashfully «… yeah, I… we… were trying to find a … better way to break it to you. To sound whether you’d be interested, which… you don’t have to be…».
«But it’d be kind of … you know… awkward if you weren’t» Gojo added much to your and Geto’s annoyance, who were trying to keep this moment as serious as ever.
Especially as you were definitely feeling a bit overwhelmed: you had come home with the intention to tell them you’d be moving soon and then now you knew they botched liked you. And they wanted a relationship with you.
It should have thrilled you, instead, you felt a dread: what if… what if things didn’t work out? What if it was a mess?
Never aside that moment you realized what Geto said about suddenly crumbling to pieces.
«You don’t have to… please ignore, Satorou, I just…» Geto’s voice took you aback «… I also would like to … apologize for how I behaved after… you know. I just… I just got worried and a bit self-conscious and I… well, I am sorry and yeah, you don’t have to…».
«Is it … is it alright if I think it over?».
It just felt too good to be true and you needed - desperately - to find the catch.
Never in your life had you been the focus of two men.
And what men were they.
Satorou with his confident and cocky arrogance but a warm gooey heart and Suguru’s tension and gentle strength.
They were far too much for you.
«Of course!» Suguru immediately answered as his own hand went to your shoulder comfortably «… all the time in the world».
«I’ll go to Yu’s house tonight, alright?».
It did feel a bit like running away but you needed it, although you did notice the slight dim in their encouraging gaze, especially as Satorou lightly huffed before assuming again his confident stance.
«Alright» Geto murmured tight-lipped but let your shoulder go and you were off for the stairs with your heart beating so fast that you didn’t know what was louder: the thumping of your feet or your heart.
You quickly packed an overnight bag shooting a message to Yu that you’d be soon at his house.
As you went downstairs, you found that the humorous laughter of when you had come inside had been squashed into a more hushed talk and when you stopped to say ‘hello’ they regarded you both tired and sad, with Geto gently kissing your forehead as a ‘goodbye’ of sorts, probably the first touch that wasn’t accidental in weeks.
“Send us a message when you arrive, alright? Don’t keep your boys up with worry” Gojo instead had teased although with his usual charm, smirking as you nodded shyly.
In the car you ditched your bag in the back and then locked yourself inside, with your hands already gripping the steering wheel tightly.
And it hit you: your crushes both corresponded to you.
It wouldn’t have ruined their relationship as you’d be simply added to their dynamics. It was the best of possible endings so why did it scare you so much?
“Because what if a day they wake up and realize that they don’t want me anymore” which felt a bit insulting to them but also spoke greatly of what motivated your honest reaction: you felt insecure.
Still, you couldn’t let insecurity dictate your life.
What if everything went bad?
What if everything went good?
At the risk of sounding as a manifestation Pinterest board, you took a deep breath and swiftly pulled on the car handle to turn around swiftly and get back in the house much to the startle of the two men who immediately came to threshold to greet you.
«Did you… forg…?».
«… was anything wr…?».
«I want to be in a relationship with you» you confessed as they immediately shut up «… and I am a bit scared. Sorry for running away and all, I just… it’s scary, alright? I never was… it never was like that easy for me with relationships. I… I was a late bloomer and this is… overwhelming».
They seemed taken aback, not even Gojo speaking with his usual chagrin.
«Still… I… if I didn’t ruin anything with the apartment and by saying I’d do to Yu’s…».
«You can’t ruin anything not even if you stepped on mine and Satorou’s heart» well, that was strangely graphic and having you flustered «… it’s… I get it, my first instinct was to run…».
«Had to stop him by the hair» Gojo sufficed a bit more relaxed than before.
«… but yeah… you can take all the time and you shouldn’t feel guilty…».
«I don’t and I don’t need time» you muttered flustered although seriously as you switched from looking to Satorou and then Suguru «… if you still want me…».
«Don’t ever doubt us that we don’t want you» Gojo was quick to shut you up as his arms wrapped around you comfortably «… we wanted you from the first moment that we saw you in our house. You fit perfectly so please don’t move away».
«Not at least till Satorou’s name is on the lease and we have free rent» Geto sufficed more relaxedly having you giggle as he squashed you and Gojo in his arm.
«You just want me for my money!»
«What else is there, babe?».
And giggling at the absolute buffoonery of your partners, you couldn’t help but think that after all your mother had been right: it might have taken a bit of time for true love to hit you in the face, to meet your ideal match.
After all, it was two of them!
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So I found this recently on Instagram, and the first thought I had was you. Afterall only you could do this justice. Over to you master❤️🫶🏻🫂
Oh my god, imagine Anthony storming into her office and being absolutely thunderstruck by the woman sat behind the desk looking up at him with one eyebrow raised.
“Can I help you?”
Anthony was a little taken aback, truthfully. Usually he carried a little more sway in places like this. “I’m Anthony Bridgerton.”
“Ah.” Her lips parted a little with the noise as though she’d half been expecting him. “Then let me thank you in person for your very generous donation. Usually people just… wait for the fruit basket at home.”
Anthony shifted a little uncomfortably, “I’m here about the painting actually. My brother… brought the wrong one. I’d be more than happy to donate something, charity is very important, but… that piece I’m afraid is… not for sale.”
The woman, Kate Sharma, the brass desk plate read, leaned back in her chair, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders and adjusted her glasses. “I thought it might be a mistake. Which is why I confirmed with…” she looked down at some paperwork, “Gregory, three times. But he insisted.”
Anthony’s jaw clenched. “Gregory is… not an appreciator of art. He wouldn’t know a Monet from a Picasso.”
Kate but back a smile, “Bless. I do have your Monet though.”
Anthony cleared his throat, “Well, you understand of course, so if you could in fact send back my Monet I’d be happy to arrange another piece for your auction.”
She leaned back in her chair again, surprise written on her beautiful face. “No.”
Anthony, who’d already turned to leave, nearly fell over. “No?!”
“No.” She confirmed. “I have a signature from you on this piece of paper,” she waved it at him, “Allowing me to auction it.”
“I… didn’t check the title of the piece!”
She clicked her tongue sympathetically, “Your sloppy paperwork really isn’t my problem, Mr Bridgerton. After all, you might have been condescending but Charity is very important.”
“Do you have any idea how much that’s worth?!” He spluttered.
“I do.” She nodded, “It’s sort of what I do.”
“So you’re just… keeping my painting?!”
“No, I’m keeping our painting.” She waved the deed again. “Because of this.”
Anthony stared at her in shock, “I- Never in my life-”
“You do strike me as someone who’s used to getting what they want, Anthony.” She tapped her pen on the desk. “If you tell me why it’s so important to you, you can have it back.”
Anthony froze. He couldn’t tell her that. He wouldn’t. She didn’t have a right to know anything about his father. Instead Anthony leaned forward, pressing his palms against the desk. Dropping his voice. “Come on, Kate. Surely we can discuss this over dinner.”
She blinked at him, a laugh falling from her lips. “We can if you want to hear the same answer over wine.” She stood, she was taller than he expected and looked him straight in the eye as she stepped around him and patted his chest. “I’m sure a man like you has a huge cheque book he’s just waiting to whip out. So… I’ll see you on the 17th and you can do some charity work, if you want your painting back.”
And she strode from the room leaving him there. Gasping.
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a thought about kabru and mithrun and their time in the dungeon. (I love kabumisu but this is more about their canon relationship)
I have seen several people say that they dont think that kabru really cared about or liked mithrun. that he was just doing things cause he had to, etc. but I feel like this ignores something pretty cool about kabru. Kabru always has an inner monologue going on, one that we get to see.
several times when we see kabru doing nice things we can see that his inner monologue doesnt actually match. we see him kindly doing things that actively distress him several times. we as an audience are made very aware when kabru is doing something he doesnt really like.
so what kind of an inner monologue does kabru have when he performs caring tasks for mithrun? does he think about the advantages of having mithrun or the canaries on his side? does he think bitterly of mithrun? does he think about how much he hates this? the worst he thinks is "to think I'd get roped into this for the sake of that lot." and "this isnt seeing to his needs, this is nursing!" pretty early on in their journey together. this is while he is still digesting the full picture of mithruns condition and all the things hes going to need to do, the full weight of the situation now apparent.
after this, all we see is compassion. him thinking he would like to make mithrun something nice to eat, even if it wouldnt matter to him. him empathizing and reflecting on how not having desires would be really rough. him coming to understand where some of mithruns quirks, like his sense of direction, come from.
by the end, he has trusted mithrun enough to tell him about laios, and mithrun has given him all the information he has been searching for for YEARS.
and this is just the dungeon. kabru continues to involve himself with mithrun when its not his problem anymore. when really, he should be doing anything but. and after everything is done, if he truly did not care about mithrun, he has NO reason to do anything he does in chapter 94.
they are FRIENDS okay??? Kabru cares about him. it isnt just obligation. ty.
as far as mithrun goes, he gives kabru information, he asks him what he wants to do with that little smile (doesnt wait for his squad), slaps him out of his panic attack, and then kabru is the person he eventually confides his true desire to.
theyre FRIENDS and Im tired of people acting like they dont even like each other just bc they dont like the ship. you dont have to ship it, but if you think these 2 didnt drastically change each others lives in a positive way and that they dont care about each other...you maybe need to read again.
and also I think a lot of these takes veer on dehumanizing mithrun. like how could kabru even like him or see him as a friend when hes like that. like do yall forget mithrun was busy keeping kabrus ass from getting killed. or the way he perceptively sees straight through kabrus bs every single time until kabru finally tells the truth? I know kabrus confession to laios is a lot more emotionally intense, but laios isnt the only character that forces kabru to be honest.
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"Hey Man I Love You, But No Fucking Way" Jamil Viper x GN Reader
Synopsis: The time has finally come for you to leave, but he isn't ready to lose you. Surely you'll hear him out, right?
Word count: ~900
A/N: I usually prefer fluff but thought I'd experiment with a little angst, though I don't think it's too intense. Never written any kind of yandere stuff before so sorry if it's tame.
Warnings: angst, yandere Jamil
This day was bound to come. He knew it, you knew it, everyone did. That didn’t make it any easier for him, though.
He knew you had started bugging Crowley harder about going home after the second overblot. And harder again after the third, then his, and so on. He wanted to meddle, but Kalim kept him busy. Plus, his faith in Crowley was so low he thought he’d have more time. Time to win you over, time to convince you that your place was with him. And he had made progress, you two had become very close despite what went down in Scarabia over the holiday. But the time for you to go had come regardless.
He knew you had people you missed and places you still wanted to see. He knew that at the end of the day, no matter how much he’d grown to like your presence, you were not meant to be in Twisted Wonderland.
But he still held onto that naive hope he had that you would hear him out tonight. Perhaps too tightly.
“You know how much you mean to me, don’t you?”
“I do.” You answer almost emotionlessly.
“Then… then please-”
“Don’t ask me what you’re about to ask me. Don’t do that.”
He should’ve stopped there, but he couldn’t. If there was any chance of you staying with him, he had to fight for it. So he kept going.
“Please… you don’t know what my life was like before you. Please don’t leave me like this.”
You don’t say anything back. He could already feel himself unraveling, but tried to hold it together the best he could.
“You’re the only person I can be myself around. You’re the only person who I can show what I’m actually capable of, the only-”
“Jamil, you need to stop this. Now.”
“I love you.” He admits with desperation. “I love you, please, you can’t leave me like this. I’ll never…” he trails off, holding back tears.
“I love you too, Jamil…” You sigh deeply.
“Just not enough to stay?” He snaps without thinking. The look on your face immediately tells him that was the wrong thing to say.
“How fucking dare you? You think you’re the only person I’m allowed to care about? I have people that I miss, Jamil. That I’ve been missing. I had a life before this school, sorry that hurts your feelings so badly.” He hadn’t expected you to get so angry with him.
“I didn’t mean-”
“I had a life. A life without magic and overblots. Where I didn’t spend every waking moment waiting for something else bad to happen. Where people didn’t want to fight me just for existing, and I wasn’t almost constantly in some kind of trouble or danger.” You’re crying now too, and you turn your back to him as you continue. “I can’t do it. I can’t stay. There’s nothing good for me here.”
“What…what can I do? There’s has to be something I can do-”
“No, there isn’t. I’m leaving tomorrow and that’s that. Stop making this harder than it needs to be.”
“I…I told you, I love you!”
“And I told you I love you, but I can’t do this for you!” You wipe your face as you turn to face him again. “You think I’m happy about leaving you? Of course I’m not! But I’m not going to suffer here for your sake. I have to do this, for me. Why can’t you understand that?!”
And in that moment, he finally did understand. You didn’t want to hurt him. You weren’t trying to, you just needed to look out for yourself. He couldn’t blame you for that. You said you loved him, and he believed you. He watches you sniffle in front of him and put your face in your hands. He feels remorse for how this world has treated you, and guilt for not getting what you really meant at first. Yes, he understands perfectly.
It was the rest of the world that was the problem. You could be happy in Twisted Wonderland, you just didn’t know it. With Crowley and overblots and other stress always wearing you down, of course you didn’t think you could stay. If you were constantly hurting, how could he expect you to?
But, why hadn’t you just said that from the start? If you knew how much you meant to him, didn’t you also know just how far he’d go for you? The mountains he would make move? The people he’d dispose of? Wouldn’t you do the same for him?
Of course, you would never have to do the same for him. He would do everything, take care of everything. Nothing would keep you two from each other. All you had to do was be with him and be happy. He could make that happen, he was sure of it.
He decides that those kinds of plans don’t matter right now, though. What matters most is that you’re about to make the biggest mistake of your life, and he isn’t going to let you.
“Look at me.”
“Jamil, I’m done with this. I-”
“I get that, okay? Just…please, look at me one more time.” He was pleading, and his voice sounded so terribly dejected.
You sigh again. You lift your head up from your hands and meet his eyes.
“I told you, I’m sorry. I really am. I-”
“Snake Whisper. Follow me. You’re not going through that mirror.”
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Hearing John's rough panicked voice sent a shiver down your spine as you squeezed your knees closer to your chest holding your breath. "Y/N? Dear, please, open the door. What's going on?"
"What do you care?" You croaked out sniffling, the silence deafening making you laugh, "Never cared before."
"Gorgeous, let u-"
"No, no, no. How many times do I have to say ..." Pushing yourself up, "no, " Turning and unlocking the door, "and to just go away?" Swinging the door open you glared at all of them.
They had all stiffened at the sight of you, your eyes were blood shot, cheeks flushed, dark bags under your eyes, you looked miserable and angry. "Luv."
"Go to Angie, tell her all your problems." The look of compete shock made you laugh pushing John's chest making him step back a little, "Didn't think I knew? She can't help but to walk around base talking about how all of you are pent up dogs eye fucking her and begging her to stay with you all." You hated even more that they were just standing there quietly, fear and worry in their eyes.
"Bonnie-"
"Don't, just..." Taking a deep breath as a few tears slid down your cheeks you groaned, "I may look stupid, we never said anything on being exclusive so you guys can do anything and one that you want. I know it's none of my business." The hurt in their eyes as you continued to speak make you choke up, heart clench but they hurt you first. You didn't want to hold back, "But seriously? John? As much as I've comforted you, held you and we've fucked I really thought you would be nice enough to tell me that you guys had some other medic on the missions." The visible flinch as if you had just slapped him across the face made you scowl, you waited a beat, still they said nothing. "Why didn't you tell me you replaced me?"
"I didn't-"
"Yes you did."
He scowled right back at you, you know he believes he didn't technically replace you, but to you, he really did. "I wasn't trying to dear, I jus..." You started crying, he froze, as he tried to step forward to wrap his arms around you but you stepped back shutting the door locking it again. Sobbing you fell to your knees, "Darling, I'm sorry ple-"
"She's touched all of you, I've seen it, none of you push her away, none of you do or say anything. She's clung to Johnny like a fucking desperate slag and you let her! Kyle is so fucking friendly with her you stand right in her shadow. You let her touch your beard, you let her..." Hiccupping you clenched your chest, "And Simon, you were actually gentle with her." You felt so sick, so tired, "I can't look at any of you, I may be overreacting but I thought that after everything you guys would actually care about me." Your sobs broke your speech up but they understood you loud and clear and they broke with you, as you laid before the door crying they all sat down in the hall breaking down with you.
It wasn't till late in the evening that you pushed yourself up and went to your bathroom sighing, taking a quick shower before slipping on a tank top and shorts, combing your hair you looked at your door. Taking small quiet steps you tried listening to the hall, hoping that they had gone to their rooms you opened your door and before you could close the door again Simon held the door open, "Luv, please let us talk to you."
Fighting to try and close it before groaning you pushed back, "What?"
You hated how they invaded your space and all you still wanted was to just lay down with them and have amnesia and live in ignorant bliss. God your heart practically stopped when Johnny got in your view, his eyes just as blood shot from crying, you've barely ever seen him cry before and the few times you have it kills you. "We've told her so many times to not touch us, that she is just there for papers that there's a medic." Kyle said, your eyes still on Johnny.
"We're not saying what you saw didn't happen, but please believe us when we say we reject her, every time." John said, you looked at all of them slowly, they looked just as miserable.
"Guys have only just glanced in my general direction and you guys loose your minds, have done things for even brushing past me. Yet there's a girl throwing herself at all of you and you don't do a thing to her but say some words that mean nothing to her." You say wrapping your hands around your waist.
"She'll get hers luv."
"Why, because now I'm upset and know?" You scoffed pouting.
As Kyle and Johnny slowly walked to you Simon's eyes caught sight of your papers on your desk and while you looked to the other two he read the papers. "Bonnie, ye are everything to us, we've set boundaries and granted we weren't as hard as when things happen to ye but that's only because even if she were to of done anything more compared to the guys getting close to ye..." He was before you and as much as you knew what he was saying that they could handle themselves against her and that she would certainly be at a bit of a risk if the men on base decided to go against her consent. It angered you and annoyed you but feeling the heat radiating from his body made your body tingle and hands itch to reach out and touch him.
"Gorgeous, we'd never let her get anywhere near us more than she was even able to. You're the only person we have ever let near, embraced or loved."
Snapping your head to look at Kyle your eyes widened, "What is this?" You looked at Simon and froze. "You're trying to transfer?"
Fuck, you felt lightheaded as they all looked at you, "I-"
"Darling." You looked at John, he walked up to you, cupping your cheeks he made you look into his eyes, your heart pounded in your ears as everything zoned in on him.
"I'm sorry." Not what you wanted to say but it was the first thing that came out, you felt like you all were mirroring each other in emotions and it was weighing so heavily on your heart how broken they were with you. "It was all too much for me, I couldn't st-stay. I didn't want to see you all with her li-like that." Grabbing his wrists you nuzzled your head into his hands sniffling. "I don't want to lose you guys but..." Looking up you sighed. "I'm tired."
Simon and Kyle flanked you, while Johnny pressed his chest to your back, hands grabbing onto you as John leaned down and kissed you. Breaking, you pushed into him and kissed him back, you felt everyone's lips on your neck and shoulders whispers of them declaring their love and how you own them in every way you ever could. Gasping against John's lips as Johnny ground into you whimpering of apologies and pleas to not leave him. Turning your head you kissed Kyle, hand reaching for John's shoulder holding him close. You'd never been with all of them at once, this was new and exciting as you were on the receiving end of their praise and love, their rough hands gently massaging and groping.
Turning to Simon you moved his baclava up enough to kiss him, his tongue invading your mouth making you moan as Kyle nipped at your neck. Trembling slightly you gasped as you fully turned for Johnny who wrapped his arms around you holding you tightly as he kissed you moaning with you. Feeling as everyone was easing your clothes off, you leaned back slightly for Simon to pull your tank top off and Kyle removed your shorts and underwear. John wrapped his arms around you from behind, as you rest your head on his shoulder you gasped arching when he bit your neck moaning as Johnny kneeled before you, lifting a leg onto his shoulder he kissed your thighs before littering hickies and bite marks along your thighs and close to your dripping cunny, moaning.
"Johnny, please." Whining you pushed your hips closer to him looking down gasping when he latched his lips onto your clit making you moan and grab onto Kyle's shoulder.
"Look so beautiful baby, no one can even come close." Kyle moaned cupping your breast moaning against your neck. Huffing you started grinding against Johnny's face reaching down with your other hand to grab his mohawk keening when he teased your hole with his fingers, his tongue flicking your clit. Already your leg was shaking under you as you turned to Simon to kiss him, your moans muffled against him as you pushed your back into John. Shaking you threw your head back against John's shoulder whimpering before a strained scream ripped from your already sore throat, hips moving quickly with Johnny's pumping fingers. Your leg slowly giving out as you panted trying to push Johnny's head from your thighs.
"Shit, Johnny, please. I came, stop fuck." Groaning you squealed surprised when Kyle grabbed your leg and Simon grabbed the other, working together they hoisted you up, John tightening his hold around your waist as Johnny groaned against your clit the vibration going straight to your spine. "Oh god." Pushing both hands into his hair you tried leaning to Kyle whimpering when you couldn't reach.
As Kyle leaned forward you both collided hungrily kissing, panting into his mouth as Simon leaned forward sucking on your nipple. Feeling the second orgasm flooding through you, you tensed in their hold whining against Kyle's lips pulling harshly onto Johnny's hair making him whimper and moan as he slurped your juices as it trickled down his hand and wrist. As Johnny leaned back he slowly pumped his fingers into you, easing you through your release smiling when Kyle pulled back and you instantly looked down at him, new tears staining your cheeks from ecstasy. Your body shivering as he eased his fingers from you gently rubbing your clit as he put both hands on your inner thighs spreading you planting a soft peck to your throbbing clit and leave open mouthed kisses along your thighs before he stood up slowly kissing you. Kyle and Simon Carefully lowered your legs while John went to your bed resting his back against the wall as he sat in the middle of it, Simon and Kyle joined him on either side while you and Johnny got lost in your own world.
Looking at the others you gasped pulling back tasting yourself now on your tongue from Johnny, crawling up between John's legs you straddle one of his legs while pulling Kyle back to yourself kissing him. Moaning as Simon grabbed your waist and moved you back and forth on John's thigh earning a groan from the both of you. Having already came twice from Johnny your cunt was dripping wet and you were sure John's pant leg was already soaked. Feeling a thick pair of fingers slide between you and John's leg you sighed as Kyle slipped his tongue into your mouth exploring every crevasse moaning when you also slipping your tongue around his practically tangling the two of you. Feeling the bed dip behind you, you sat up and looked down biting your lip as John's fingers slowly worked your overstimulated clit. Griping John's shoulders you whined, "Mark me." Gasping as Kyle also slipped his fingers down, your slick making their fingers easily pass each other and play with your clit. "Please, mark me, fuck me. I want to mark all of you. Want everyone to know- shit urgh." Your hips stuttered in Simon's grasp as both John and Kyle's fingers teased your tight hole. "Want everyone to know you're all mine. Please."
"How could we say no to that darling." John moaned as you locked your lips with his, the others finding any space on you, sucking, biting, kissing, squeezing hard sure to leave hand prints. Being swept under the waves you leaned back and went to Kyle removing yourself from John panting as you frantically started pawing at his shirt and pants removing what you could with his help. Latching yourself to his neck making him groan as you bit and sucked at him like a leach as you drew a little blood with a bite that was a little too hard but you were happy to see it already start to bruise a little. Pushing him to lay down you went down his body leaving a scattered trail hovering over his pelvic when you felt Simon grasp your hips pulling them up a little. His tongue dragged down your slit, moaning at the taste before suckling on your clit his grip on your ass spreading you for himself.
Pushing fully back against him you continued to work on leaving marks now on Kyle's thighs, his shaking just as much as yours, his cock twitching. Grabbing his shaft you slowly dragged your hand up and down watching as his stomach tightened, moaning looking down at you. Feeling a swift slap to your back side when you tried to pull to sit up happy with the littered marks on Kyle's body you gasped looking over your shoulder at Simon, "Not done ye' luvie."
"But Si." You whined pushing onto his fingers that were pumping into you. "I want Johnny." Groaning as his fingers slid out of you before he man handled you up and sat you in front of Johnny. Dazed you clawed at him, his grin and shiver of excitement pushing you to leave darker marks on his neck his groan vibrating his throat against your lips.
"Come on bonnie, don't leave an inch untouched. Mark me to yer hearts content. I'm all yers. Always have been, always will be." It didn't take you long to scratch and bite your way around his body, loving how he sounded when you would suck dark hickies into him. The whine he made when you withdrew from him made you smile as you leaned over him kissing him, his hands squeezing your already bruising hips.
"It's John's turn baby." You whispered into his ear nipping his ear lobe giggling when he groaned letting you go.
Crawling and turning to John, you smiled as he had started removing his shirt for you, helping him remove his pants you couldn't help moaning with him as the guys took turns playing with your clit, building you to another orgasm. Settling between John's thighs you suckled on his cock, his fingers scraping your scalp before fisting your hair holding you tightly. Feeling someone's fingers pumping into you as the other two abuse your clit you lifted your head up, mouth letting go of John's cock with a pop, "God, please don't stop. I'm so close." You whined grinding your hips with them, walls clenching around fingers tightly before a breathy moan left your throat. Weakly sitting up you looked at Simon, he had removed his baclava, undressing him, you slowly trailed around his body, focusing on his arms mostly knowing that the rest of his body is always covered but on some rare occasions he does pull his sleeves up at times. You still wanted people to know he was just as well marked as the rest.
Straddling Simon after being content with your work you ground on him moaning when the head of his dick kept catching your clit. Getting up to slightly hover over him as he lined himself up with you you gasped as your cunt stretched around him as you lowered down. Moving slowly with his guided movements you looked at Kyle, leaned down by him and started suckling at his cock moaning as Simon started pounding up into you grunting as your walls fluttered around him. Feeling Simon's thumb rubbing your clit you felt close and moaned around Kyle's cock as he pushed the back of your head down groaning as he came down your throat and Simon pushed up into you as he held your waist down against himself cumming deep inside you as you also came.
Panting as you were laid down onto your bed, Simon gently moving himself. You noticed that as Johnny got between your legs, lifting your legs up to his shoulders, Simon had put his baclava back on, you wondered momentarily if he was also over whelmed but your mind blanked when Johnny eased his throbbing cock into your sensitive cunt.
You didn't see the slim figure in the hall or small flash of a light but Simon and John did, both irate, having clearly seen who had caught all of them and decided to take a picture of your most vulnerable moment. For the time being they continued to focus on you, deciding to give the person in the hall a show that will be their last.
John gently ran his knuckles on your cheek as you held your head off the edge of the bed guiding his dick to your open mouth moaning as Johnny's thrusts started rocking you into John, slowly forcing you to take more of him, relaxing your throat you thoroughly blanked out as the two fucked into you. Rightly using your holes as you came again, Johnny whimpering as you milked him but he refused to stop. Drunk off of you, he pushed your thighs down to your chest, his cock ramming into you as John rested a hand on your throat moaning as he could feel his dick fucking your throat.
Digging your nails into John's hips you moaned around him when you and Johnny came, the guys all pouring out their love and claim for you. John groaned as he pushed flesh against your mouth cumming, tightening his grip on your throat feeling his cock twitch, cumming deep in you along with Johnny. As both men slowly pulled out of you, you gasped whining at the lose and stimulation as you were moved careful to lay properly in your bed, Kyle laying with you as Johnny listened to whatever Simon was whispering to him. John got in behind you, cuddling you as everyone massaged your limbs.
Yawning, you wrapped your arms around Kyle resting your head on his chest, humming as John told you how much you mean to all of them. Falling asleep you whispered back to all of them, "Love you guys." When they were sure you were sleeping, Johnny and Simon quickly got dressed and left to retrieve the disgusting little intruder while John and Kyle stayed with you. You were none the wiser of what was happening but in complete bliss.
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I've been working on trying to get this done for the past few days and good lord!!🥴 I was so scattered brained trying to remember where each guy was and just absolutely getting lost in the damn fantasy. But here, declarations of love, group therapy, and some pizaz.✨ Really hope ya'll enjoyed. I'm thinking the next post will be a wrap up of this maybe two more posts but we'll see. I do have already another story brewing in my head that's bugging to get out but I want to finish this one. Let me know what ya'll think.
#call of duty#task force 141#x reader#john price#smut#18+ mdni#simon ghost riley#john price smut#johnny soap mactavish#john price x reader#kyle garrick smut#kyle gaz garrick#gaz x reader#simon riley smut#cod x reader#tf141 smut#tf 141 x reader#tf 141#cod men#lord help us all#go touch grass#close to wrapping up#im overstimulated
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Indifference and Excella
Today I'd like to talk about an issue like indifference and its consequences. But we won't talk about whether it's bad or not, I just want to discuss how Excella's indifference changed the history of all the following games.
Excella had known Wesker since about 2003, but had been directly close to him since about 2006, when she gained control of Tricell Inc. From 2006 to 2009, she was close to him, through which she began to experience romantic feelings that blinded her critical thinking. But even without the crush, she was indifferent to what kind of person he was, and that probably always annoyed him in people (Wesker's second report states how he hates people who elevate others only for their background and not for their personal accomplishments. Excella exalted Wesker perhaps not even for his research but for his looks, that is, she did not read between the lines at all and did not pay attention to who was actually standing in front of her).
Being indifferent to his personality, she did not notice at all, so unstable man was next to her. The object of her lust had a huge bouquet of psychological problems and inferiority complexes, which he hid behind a mask of calmness.
However, even this mask gave a crack in re5, you can tell by the animation of the sudden outburst of anger.
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Based on all of this, Excella hasn't been paying attention to the fact that the person next to her isn't what she thinks he is. Chris is blind to Wesker's psychological problems too and he is clearly not the person who would suggest he go to a psychiatrist, but he, unlike Excella, has good reasons for this. For example, he's blinded by his resentment toward Wesker (for the mansion, for kidnapping Jill, and so on), he's also blinded by hatred. But Excella treated Wesker well, was directly next to him, and still missed the fact that everything in his character screams that he needs help.
But while in re5 he's angry because his plan is slowly falling apart, in the Lost in Nightmares DLC, it's much deeper than that...
He just learned the truth about his life, and his anger is probably directed at that fact. He's angry at the truth and the fact that his past continues to haunt him (Chris and Jill). His past in the form of Umbrella, who he ran away from, has also caught up with him again, turning out to be the truth he had to face. Because of his pretense and “calm” image, he never learned to deal with his emotions, and I'm surprised that Excella never noticed it, since he must have been angry when the cockroaches mutated on his ship.
Yes, if someone had offered him psychological help, he obviously wouldn't have liked it, but he would have realized anyway that someone had shown him attentiveness. He would have felt that someone cares about something much deeper in him than his external image, and maybe that would have made a difference.
Just imagine that ONE caring person could have changed the course of further history by showing of the right attention. Especially if this person had appeared long before re5, for example in 2006, when Wesker was the most psychologically unstable because he learned the truth from Spencer. Feeling that someone didn't just sympathize with him, but wanted to help him deal with an deep problem, perhaps he would have made other decisions in the future.
And if just ONE person in his past had shown genuine empathy for his personality, advising him to see a specialist, maybe the whole RE story would have gone differently. There would be no Jill kidnapping, no Uroboros, no biological weapons and the organizations responsible for them, because Wesker, based on his words, is disgusted by war and pestilence. His dreams are of a world without decadence, a utopia where there is no destruction. And biological weapons are precisely the tools of war, pestilence and destruction. If he had other goals, Wesker would have gone up against BOW, and knowing how well he was able to counter his competitors, the bioterrorists wouldn't stand a chance.
After all, in fact, Wesker is not so much interested in Uroboros and power, as in getting people from it who would be equal to him and consider him. His main problem is a sense of detachment, as if he is superfluous, different from everyone else as a white crow, and so he needs a society made up of white crows like him. He strives to stop feeling "different". And for the sake of this, he has made the mistaken decision to “make others like him”, because he considers "ordinary" people unworthy.
However, he turns a blind eye to the fact that all these people he considers unworthy have a chance to merge with Uroboros and become like him. So it's the same "unworthy" people, just in a different cover, you know? This is another fact that proves that he doesn't care what kind of people will become the Uroboros users, he wants that they just exist. It's important to him that there are people like him.
Let's not forget that Wesker developed many weapons against bioweapons, the blueprints for which were later found by Blue Umbrella ("Albert System Weapon"). So even being a bioterrorist involuntarily, he developed means against BOW, indirectly speaking out against his own work
Draw your own conclusions, I was just sharing my thoughts on indifference and how Excella's blind love contributed to the situation <3
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