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avis-writeshq · 3 days

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hi ! love ur fics <3

can i request reader as being a massive flirt publicly towards spencer but when its Intimate and Private, reader is suddenly Stunned and Speechless and Blushing and spencer kinda gets the confidence to Do Stuff

im sorry if that was the stupidest described ask ever achh but lov u !

pairing: s9!spencer reid x bau!fem!reader genre: established relationship, bombshell-ish(?) reader, fluff warnings: 16+ for kind of suggestive? he’s so in love UGH a/n: thank you for requesting !! wc: 1.22k

Spencer thinks that you are the most beautiful person in the world. He thinks that you’re glowing every time you walk into the room– no matter how upset or disgruntled you may be– and as cliche as it may seem, he’s certain that swarms butterflies fill his stomach and cloud his mind. In fact, he thinks that you have always had that effect on him, ever since he’s met you. You’re touchy, and despite Spencer’s general aversion to physical touch, he finds that he doesn’t mind your germs much.

Very often he finds himself at your mercy, with the way your fingers brush against his face as if it’s nothing, as if that movement alone was something that you do with everyone (you’ve only ever done it with him). There are other instances where you’ve been very blatant in your attraction towards him, so much so that he ends up with his cheeks hot more often than not. A part of him is grateful that though you work in the FBI, it isn’t his division. He doubts he’d be able to see the end of it.

“Spencer,” you gush, curling your fingers into the ends of his hair. Or rather, lack of hair. “You got a haircut. You’re supposed to consult me first, you know.”

He laughs, looking up at you as you stand over him while he sits at his desk. “Is that what a good boyfriend is supposed to do?”

“Yes.” You speak with mock indignation, properly running your fingers through his hair from his fringe to the back of his head. “It’s so short.”

“Do you hate it?” There’s a momentary pang of unease that strikes at his heart. “Maybe I should have consulted you.”

“No, baby, it looks really good.” You smile at him, pressing a kiss to his hairline. “You’re warm. Do you have a fever?”

Of course I’m warm, Spencer wants to say while you continue to dote on him, your hands travelling to his collar next and brushing against his throat. You’re touching me in the middle of the bullpen.

He opts to not say anything when he sees your knowing smile. You’re doing this on purpose. He clicks his tongue, squeezing at your waist lightly as you lean over him to kiss his forehead. He’ll let you win this battle; he’s going to get you back.

***

He doesn’t really know how to get you back. There are a few harmless things he’d thought of doing: sneaking into your department and hiding your mug on the top shelf (he fears that you’d ask someone, a taller more handsome someone, to rescue it for you), not wearing the tie you picked out for him that morning (he can already envision your disappointed frown and his chest aches at the imaginary you getting upset because of him), and putting toothpaste in your Oreos (he doesn’t want to die).

All of these ideas go down the drain and he ends up not getting back at you for days. It doesn’t help that he’s been gone for a case while you’ve been stuck at home. It isn’t all bad, and a part of him wishes that he can hold himself to the same level of confidence as Derek when Penelope calls him with flirtatious motives. You do virtually the same thing.

Your words are honey as you shower him with compliments, ending him with a simple “Hey, gorgeous.”

It is enough to make his heart leap to his throat and his cheeks to warm to a pretty pink. There’s not much overlap between the Human Resources Branch and the BAU, especially considering that you assist more on the training and hiring side of things, so there aren’t many opportunities for you to fluster him when he’s out of the office. He finds that you always make an excuse.

“Hi,” he responds softly, avoiding the teasing gazes of Emily and Derek. “Is… are you okay?”

“Do I need to not be okay to talk to my lovely boyfriend?”

You’re teasing him, poking fun at the way he so easily surrenders to you. He resists the urge to run out the room.

“Stop,” he warns half-heartedly. He says your name quietly, tapping his fingers at the edge of the table. “Is there something you needed?”

He can practically hear you smile as you respond, the sound of your mouse clicking in the background. “Oh, yeah. My computer says that my storage is full. What do I do?”

“Your storage is full,” he repeats, smiling. “That’s why you called me?”

“It’s lunchtime in Santa Monica, right?”

He relents, cheeks hurting from how hot and stretched out they are. “Yes.”

“Then it shouldn’t be a problem.”

He puffs out a breath of air, running his fingers through his hair. “You’re ridiculous.”

“You’re lovely.” He can imagine you batting your eyes, your smile saccharine. “Don’t you wish that you were here, gorgeous?”

He’s definitely going to get you back.

***

Spencer goes to your apartment once the case ends, his eyes dreary with sleep and the horrors that he saw only a few hours prior. Your apartment key hangs next to his on his keychain– a limited edition Tardis charm that you got him for his birthday. He huffs out a breath, unlocking your door and stepping inside. He’s met with you dancing around in your kitchen, headphones on whilst holding a wooden spoon. A part of him is concerned with how easily he could slip into your home without being notice, but the other part can’t help but smile at how carefree you look, and he leans against the wall to stare.

He doesn’t get the opportunity to stare for long. It’s comical, the way you jump upon seeing him, eyes wide as you rip your headphones off.

“You’re back! You scared me.” A smile stretches across your lips while you press your palm to your chest whilst taking steps towards him. “Don’t do that ever again.”

Spencer laughs, toeing his shoes off and resting his hands on your waist. His head dips down to meet your gaze, peering up at you with a soft smile. “You look beautiful.”

Your cheeks glow warm and you break eye contact. “Yeah?”

“Mm.” He hooks his pointer finger under your chin, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “I missed you.”

He notes the way you don’t respond, in some sort of daze while your lips part in both surprise and flusteredness. He understands your sentiments– it isn’t often that he initiates affection.

“Did you miss me, too?” Spencer asks softly, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as he speaks.

“Of course I did,” you croak out, heat building in your head.

Spencer chuckles, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He’s doing this on purpose, flustering you to the point of no return. He kisses you again, one hand holding the base of your head while the other squeezes at the flesh of your waist. It’s dizzying, the taste of coffee on his tongue and the feel of his fingers in your hair.

“Hey, gorgeous,” he murmurs once he’s pulled away. His thumb rubs a line from the back of your ear to where your jawline starts, and he can’t help but chuckle. “Where did that confidence go, hm?”

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foundheavenly · 2 days

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Despite everything I love you

Disclaimer: English is not my mother tongue so please be nice

Words: 2000

Plot: Toji hated this arranged marriage.

Pairing: toji x reader

Theme: angst, argument, arranged marriage, megumi’s mother

"Gumi, baby, be careful in the snow"

Sitting on the porch of your mansion, you watched Megumi playing and running in the snow.

Toji observed attentively his son from a distance. He was only a few steps from you yet he felt so far. And it was like this since you got married to each other. An arranged marriage actually. It never was a love vow. He never wanted this marriage to happened and you were supposed to feel the same. Yet, over the time passed with each other, you fell in love with him, despite his cold behavior towards you.

"Toji, why don't you join him? Megumi would love to have his father play with him" You suggested, still smiling warmly through the permanent pain.

"I have matter to attend to. He's better off without me anyway" He said without even looking at you and kept his gaze on Megumi. You saw how he kept watching over his son and for some reason his cold gaze actually had a glimmer of affection.

You sighed.

You didn't know how many times you have asked him to play with Megumi, and he would alwas make up excuses like 'I don't feel like it' or 'he wouldn't want me to be there' yet his son would always complaining about the fact that his father never play with him.

You weren't disappointed anymore, it was just frustrating. You could understand his cold attitude towards you, but not with his own son. Megumi never asked for anything, he never asked for his parents to get married by force. He was only five and he needed his father.

"At least be nice to the kid" You said in a voice filled with annoyance and desperation.

Toji brushed your opinion regarding parenting off. He didn't even look at you and simply ignored you as he was observing his son from a distance. After some time he turned around and entered again the mansion without saying a word.

"Mama" You heard your son calling you and you looked back at him. He was pouting, upset that his father didn't stay around and play with him. "Why daddy doesn't like me?"

You felt a pang of sadness and your heart sank at his words. You sighed, picking him up, and brushed a lock of hair away from his forehead as the snow flakes fell on his tiny head. "Daddy loves you, Gumi. You did nothing wrong, okay? Daddy's always been like that"

Megumi looked up at you with innocent and sad eyes. He didn't hate his father but he didn't understand why he didn't get as much affection as others got from their fathers. He was only five years old and seeing him like this break something inside you.

"I wish things were different, my sweet boy. I wish your daddy would show us more love" You whispered to him as you held him close to you and kissed his head. Megumi wrapped his arms around your neck and leaned against your shoulder. "Come on let's get inside, it's freezing outside"

Some hours later, you decided to let Megumi watching his cartoons and you went to the kitchen. You needed coffee. At that moment, footsteps echoed in the hallway and Toji entered the kitchen. You knew Toji was going to make himself the same dark coffee he does every day. His face was as cold and stern as always. He placed his hands inside his pockets and looked straight in front of him, not paying any attention to your presence.

"Toji" You said his name as you looked up at his back.

He finally looked back at you "What is it?" His voice remained emotionless and you sighed for the hundred time in the day. The only sign of any emotion from him was the way his brows were knitted and the slight annoyance that showed on his face.

“…” You took a deep breath and gulped. It was always so hard for you to ask anything from him. Yet it was the bare minimum. “Megumi needs you”

The slight annoyance from his previous reply turned into a look of surprise as he raised his eyebrow upon listening to your words. It was clearly not what he expected you to say to him. He thought you were going to start another argument and scolded him about how he was behaving with you.

"He has you" Toji simply replied, sipping his dark coffee.

“Why can’t you just understand that it’s not enough? I may be there for him but Megumi still needs you as his father.” You said and you sighed, rubbing your face as you were clearly annoyed and exhausted by this situation. It was tiring. You were tired of this and it wasn’t healthy for any of you in this house. “I get it, you hate me. But don’t push your son away. Please, that’s the only thing I’m asking you”

His expression remained unchanged despite your words, he didn't even bother to defend himself with some excuse or a sarcastic reply; he simply shook his head as he took his cup of coffee and left the kitchen.

Is he serious right now?

“Toji.”, you called his name almost in a whisper. “Toji!” You followed him as you raised your voice and Megumi looked curiously at the both of you when he heard you.

Toji stopped in the living room and turned around the moment you shouted his name and he looked at you in disbelief. “What do you want?" He looked at you annoyed despite the fact that you're actually begging for him to have some compassion towards a literal child. His own child.

“You’re seriously asking me this?” You looked at him in disbelief and clearly annoyed. He can’t be serious. Right?

"Yes I'm asking you what you want?" His tone remained annoyed.

“I just want you to act like a father to your son. Why are you even doing this to him?” You kept raising your voice. “He’s five years old for gods sake!”

Your words did managed to shock him which was obvious from his expression. His face twitched and he seemed surprised at how bold you managed to be right now. He’s known you for years and all you would do was keep silent anytime he was rude or cold to you. It was unexpected.

"You’ve never spoken like this to me before..." He was also annoyed because you were making him feel guilty about it, and he didn’t want to admit it.

“I’m tired Toji! I’m so freaking tired of this unhealthy situation!” You raised your voice and felt the urge to cry coming back but you hold your tears back. You couldn’t cry in front of him or Megumi.

Toji was a bit shocked again by how emotional you were getting, it was obvious that you've reached your breaking point. He knew he was in the wrong at this moment and there wasn't anyway to deny it.

When he looked at your teary eyes, Toji felt his annoyance fade a little bit, he had no intentions of making you cry but now that you were literally on the edge of crying, he felt guilt start to seep into him.

"Fine" He muttered while looking away from you, his tone also changed to a slightly softer one.

“Fine? That’s all you have to say?” You frowned and glared at him. You couldn’t believe it.

"what do want me to say?" Toji sounded just as annoyed but his tone became more aggressive this time. "Am I supposed to fall on my knees and beg you for forgiveness?" His eyes narrowed at you as he waited for you to reply.

‘Yes’ that’s what you wanted to say. Because yes, he should’ve beg for you. He should’ve beg for you to stay with him. He should’ve beg for another chance. Yet he didn’t and you were exhausted. So exhausted.

You took a deep breath and looked away. Tears fell from your eyes and you shook your head as you felt pain in your whole body. “I can’t keep doing this”

He frowned. The second you said those words it hurt him. Deeply. More than he would have thought. Because Toji knew that this meant you were reaching your breaking point but also that the situation is becoming increasingly more serious than before, but instead of showing sympathy towards you, he instead felt anger build up within him.

"Keep doing what? What the hell are you talking about?”

“This!” You pointed at both of you as your voice breaks. “I can’t keep doing this wedding!”

His heart literally dropped to his stomach. He felt sick. All the anger and annoyance melted away when you said those few words. “wait...wait, don't..." Toji was stunned. “Are you telling you want a divorce?”

You wiped the tears away and sighed. “Would it be different from what we have right now?” You suddenly said bitterly.

Your comment was so hurtful that Toji looked away to avoid making eye contact with you. It was like knives stabbing into his heart. You were absolutely right. This wasn’t healthy nor an actual marriage where you two loved each other. It was just about putting up with each other and pretending everything was okay. Yet suddenly all he could hear was his own heartbeat and the silence that followed after your question. He never thought it would get to this point, he actually made you hate him that much.

And hearing you both arguing like this, Megumi suddenly started to cry loudly. His cries broke your heart. You really hoped he wouldn't have to get involved in all of this but you guessed Toji and you couldn’t have it all. You hugged him tightly while talking to him in a soft and gentle tone, "Daddy and mommy only having a conversation. It will be okay, bunny."

Toji kept silent and looked at you taking care of his little boy. His heart broke everytime he heard Megumi, he couldn't stand seeing him like this because of his careless behavior. He was his father and had to act like one.

“Hand him to me” Toji asked you as he came closer to you.

You were surprised by his random request but you still handed over Megumi to him. You watched carefully as he held his son tightly against his chest and Megumi immediately stopped crying as he buried his face in his father chest.

After some time, Megumi was calm again. You looked at them and your eyes widened as you saw Toji not only actually holding his son but also gently rocking him.

He did care after all.

“You’re okay, kiddo?” Toji asked his son, still rocking him carefully.

"Mhm" Megumi nodded and murmured against his father’s shoulder. At least something came out of this. In just a few minutes, Toji's whole attitude towards his child changed. It suddenly became much more tender and soft-spoken, almost as if he was a completely different person altogether. But the truth is that his son was his weakness ever since you got pregnant. Megumi was his blessing, the best in his life. And he couldn’t bear to see him in this state.

You suddenly found yourself drawn to his gaze and for some reason it made your heart fluttered. You couldn't help but feel embarrassed for the feeling that started to bubble up from inside of you...It always have been there.

“I’m sorry” Toji said in a strained voice, there were obviously many things he wanted to say but he chose to not say them and instead tried to talk calmly. “I’m going to prove myself to you both”

You almost fell down when you heard those words. It would be a complete lie if you said you didn't feel anything when he apologized. “You’re going to start acting like a father, is that what you mean?" You asked him with a shaky voice.

"I'm going to treat you both the way you deserve" He answered in a voice that was soft and reassuring as he looked at you directly in your eyes.

You let out a choked sob as you couldn't hold back the tears, seeing him finally acknowledge the pain he made you go through for years was like a weight that was finally lifted off your shoulders.

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littlelightfish · 2 days

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As a member of Mickbell Nation, and a honorary member of Kuro Nation, for Kuro's and Mick's sake I will speak up. I loved this scene on anime.

When they arrive to the island, the first thing Mickbell does is go to the window and try see outside. He can barely see anything aside the sky color, that's why he wonders what time is it. Kuro leans towards him, or is looking outside the window, or both, I can't really tell. Here we can see that Mickbell could tiptoe and try to see outside, but I believe he doesn't because: a) he'd still be too short to see and knows it and/or b)he is expecting Kuro to hear him.

Now, he could be just wondering and looking outside with no real wanting of looking outside further (he's ok with just looking at the sky), but his body language tells he wants to peek outside.

THEN he picks up Mickbell without him asking Kuro to do so. Kuro sees his small friend who can't get the vew strugling and decides that he would lift him up to see. He could have just told him "it's dawn", but he decides, without no-one asking him to do so, to do this. Did Mickbell expected this to happen? Yes, you can see it on his face. He's quite happy being lifted up to see outside the window.

This is meant to show that, even tho Mickbell is his boss, Kuro very much does what he wants. Wich is often what Mickbell wants. Because they know each other so well that Mick can be certain that if Kuro hears him, not even complaining, but wondering what time is it, he would be picked up to see by himself.

On anime, it happens backwards. The first thing we see is Kuro lifting him up. It takes off the sweetness of "oh, he can't see, I'll help him" that we get when Mick asks first and Kuro lifts second. Even when we still get the message if we look at this images, it's not quite the same. At least at first glance. But... Isn't it lovely that he looks at his short ass friend, thinks "is he trying to look outside? He can't, he's too short. I'll help him". And the little surprise on Mick's face? It gives that Mick wasn't expecting this care. He was just looking outside with thia "Well I can't see shit, I wish I was taller sometimes" look in his eyes. Then he gets just a tiny bit surprised as he feels hands grabbing him, but nothing else. He's so used to this he doesn't even turn around to see who picked him up. He alredy knows.

Here, Kuro looks at him, Mick is trying to look outside with not a word. I at first didn't liked that he sayed nothing. The idea was that Mickbell, knowing how his friend would react, sayed something. Bit the "up we go" Kuro tells him as he lifts him up its everything I needed to keep on the living laughing loving.

And after he can see outside he wonders what time is it. Wich... is a bit wierd... Because he now can see, not only how the sky is, but how the town down there is. It's not dificult to know if it's dusk or dawn by looking at the people on the streets.

So yes, me (detail-obsessed fish) is quite happy with the comeout after a bit of analysis. But I still feel it could've been better to leave as it was on the manga.

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itsangelll · 4 hours

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𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ✰

A/n:hey cuties finally a fic out after a month 😭 this is a collab with @tomssexdoll I think we absolutely did amazing she’s a fabulous writer!! I hope you guys enjoy <33

parings: 2011 Mafia Bill x Freader

genre:angst to smut to fluff?

MDNI

warnings:A LOT of swearing p in v dom!bill sub!freader a bit of abuse please please do not read if your uncomfortable or sensitive with these topics!!

You and bill were forced to get married, the promise of your businesses improving if we did. You guys obviously agreed to this wanting to make as much money and more deals if you could.

You and bill had a lot of sex mainly during a middle of an argument, you were both very stubborn and immature, not willing to accept yours and his mistakes. You both had your good moments together not everything was terrible with him, sometimes he’d hold you and tell me how much he loved you, but his actions would be speak a lot more than words. Most nights Bill would be gone coming home at midnight or even later, lying to you constantly the question that always lingered in the back of your mind was that did he really love you or was he just using you?

You both had multiple fights a week some even becoming more abusive than usual, one got so bad he almost succeeded at throwing a chair at your head. You guys hated being like that towards each other but you couldn’t help it. It was way too stressful and overwhelming of being one of the top mafia couples in the world.

Bill came home late one night again saying goodbye to all his buddies as they sped off, he fiddled with the door before swinging it open and slamming it shut, You were in the lounge, it was pitch black having a cigarette lit your legs crossed, you felt like scaring him making him mad anything at all.

As he went to walk up the stairs you startled him with your voice, “And where the fuck where you exactly.” “Jesus Christ don’t scare me like that why are you in the dark for?” he grumbled before turning on a light noticing your red puffy eyes.

“Have..have you been crying?” he scoffed “As a matter of fact I have did you know how fucking worried I was about you what if you got shot?” You raised your voice after talking a long drag from your burning cigarette.

“Fuck sake like you’d care wether if I was dead or alive, can’t I have my fucking fun? I’ve been stuck here for a week with you for work” he went over to the liquor cabinet taking out his aged whiskey and sitting in his chair pouring the burnt umber drink into the glass.

“You’re a fucking asshole you know that right?” You glared at him your jaw slightly clenched “trust me I know” he lit a cigarette as well “you tell me everyday just as I tell you that you’re a whiny bitch all the time.” he gave you a sarcastic smile rolling his eyes and taking a huge sip from his whiskey.

“I can’t believe you just go out, stay out till 5 in the morning and I get no fucking call at all, you expect me to greet you with cookies and milk but yet you still think I’m a shit wife your the fucking, pathetic one here.” You shouted, “don’t yell at me you drive me up the wall here” Bill yelled back getting up from his chair and storming over to me, he grabbed your wrist with so much force pulling you up towering over you.

“oh you think you scare me? Nice try.” I snatched my wrist away, blowing the smoke in his face, Bill just stood there his gaze burning into mine a certain rage taking over him.

“You are so controlling can’t a grown man do what he wants when he wants?.” He huffed his chest heaving up and down in anger Bill was gonna snap at any moment. “I’m the controlling one here?! Aren’t you the one who gets mad at me for looking in another guys direction, you beat up any man I talk to refuse to let me go out when I’m apparently wearing something too “short” but yes bill I’m the controlling one you fucking hypocrite.” You scoffed shaking your head.

“At least I have good reasons, you’re the one getting upset over me being out late suck it up doll.” he spat his words cruel, “You just don’t get it do you? It’s not the fact that you’re out late I don’t give a shit do what you want, It’s the fact that I never got told where you are, I’m sitting here late at night wondering where you are and if I should call the police or not, I’m really fucking sorry for worrying about you is that so bad?” Your voice still raised anger coursing through your veins.

“You make me so fucking mad..” he grunted walking closer towards you narrowing his eyes at you. “Cry me a river,you’re a grown man aren’t you? Learn how to deal with your emotions properly.” You rolled your eyes, Bill grabbed your hair pulling you close “don’t fucking speak to me that way!!” he yelled inches away from your face.

You pushed him off slapping him harshly across the face leaving a bright red hand mark. “Don’t you ever fucking touch me like that” you screamed, “You know what I could kill you right now.” He yelled back rage in his voice.

“Shoot me then fucking shoot me.” I yelled my voice starting to strain. you and bill just stood there silent for a second both of your chests heaving up and down.

Without another word bill grabbed you by your waist and kissed you passionately his tongue entering your mouth searching for dominance, “Your so fucking whiny aren’t you” he muttered between kisses, his hand roughly slapping your ass you couldn’t help but moan. He pulled away from the kiss a string of salvia parting from your mouth, Grabbing your hand and taking you upstairs he had a pretty strong grip you almost couldn’t keep up.

When you guys made it to your room he threw you on the bed towering over you his dark brown orbs filled with such lust, wasting no time he ripped off your shirt then your jeans leaving you in nothing but your black lace set of lingerie. Bill groaned at the sight a large tent forming in his pants, “You’re so pretty f’me Schatzi” he said in a raspy voice, your breath hitched your core getting even more wet. Even though sometimes Bill was a complete prick you couldn’t help the affect he had on you.

He unclasped your bra and ripped off your underwear, your nipples and your wet cunt getting exposed to the cool air a shiver went down your spine running his fingers over your breasts. You whined “Don’t be a tease Billy this isn’t fair” he smirked and lifted your chin up “Does my doll want me fuck her dumb hm? Is that what you want?” His knee was rubbing your clit non stop, you could burst any second nodding desperately Bill without any hesitation removed his belt in one swift move, his jeans and boxers pool at his ankles letting his cock spring free.

Even though how many time you guys have fucked you could never get over how big he was. Bill swiped a finger at your folds his finger now coated with your arousal “I haven’t even done anything yet and your already wet for me doll you’re just that desperate aren’t you?” You couldn’t answer, He snickered without another warning he slammed into you then pulling back out fully before filling you up once again. You moaned loudly the way his cock fit your pussy was amazing, His hands made their way down to your waist gripping tightly bound to leave marks tomorrow. “Fuck Jesus you feel s’good around my cock love gonna fill this slutty hole with my cum” he groaned out.

Bill moved at a rapid pace his tip kissing your cervix perfectly moans were spilling out of you uncontrollably, you were in pure ecstasy, your walls clenched around him every time he hit that gummy spot the knot in your stomach growing tighter with each passing second “Mm Bill fuck fuck I’m close!” you breathed out he moved his hand down to your clit rubbing his thumb in fast circles, “Cum on this cock for me doll” he whispered you were about to break.

Those words were all you needed to hear, your legs shaking bringing you over the brink you screamed out his name cumming all over his cock, “Fuck baby that’s it” Bill let out a low growl before shooting his cum inside you thank god you were on the pill. He collapsed on top of you, lifting his head up and pressing a kiss to your temple, “You okay my sweet girl? Did I go to rough?” he said in worry, you smiled “Yes billy I’m okay it was amazing” you replied.

“I’m sorry about the fight earlier Liebe you just mean to much to me and I can’t lose you ever I don’t know what I’d do” you were in awe “Billy you aren’t ever going to lose me I promise you that” you took his hand in yours and kissed him passionately you really did love him.

A/n:I hope you guys enjoyed! Me and @tomssexdoll worked really really hard on this, she did an amazing job. but I’m glad I’m writing again, I’m gonna try and write more mwah bye cuties <33

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flower-boi16 · 3 hours

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I Absolutely LOVE This Fight

Not just for the usuall reasons like the animation being solid or the creative use of glyphs, but just for the emotion behind it. Let's look at this fight from Luz and Eda's perspectives...

Eda

Oh Titan Where Art Thou shows how deeply Eda has grown to care about Luz, not just as her appirentance, but as a surrogate daughter to her as well. She wants to keep Luz safe no matter the cost, she's even willing to turn herself into the emperor's coven.

She also doesn't want to crush Luz with the news of how she doesn't have a plan to stop Belos, believing she deserves at least one more happy day before things crumble. She'd rather keep it a secret so Luz doesn't have to face the dread of the world-ending. But something that I haven't mentioned before is this scene in Edge of The World.

Eda doesn't want Luz to get involved in any of this. She's just a kid. She should've have to deal with this all this stuff, and Eda blames herself for all of that. It's so interesting to see a children's show starring kids/teenagers technically acknowledge that, these characters are children, they shouldn't have to deal with any of this stuff and they should be allowed to just be kids. The adults are the ones who should have this responsibility, not the children they are suppoused to protect.

Eda wants to keep Luz safe, she cares deeply for Luz and she blames herself for Luz getting involved in this. She's become Luz's second mother, and this fight perfectly shows that. Luz says that she can't make her run away, but Eda says she can, she WILL force Luz into getting taken in my Raine, whether Luz likes it or not, not as a punishment, but as a way to ensure her saftey and to make sure she's anywhere that's FAR away from Belos.

Luz at first to Eda was just some random lost child, but now, she's grown to care about Luz so much, and this episode and fight does a perfect job of showing that.

Luz

In Hollow Mind, Luz is faced with the truamatizing revelation that she helped Belos with his plan for the day of unity, and that the day of unity is actually a full-on genocide of witches. After that, she becomes very obbsessed with trying to beat Belos, thinking that she HAS to make up for her horrific mistake. In Ou Titan, Where Art Thou she's ready to follow whatever plan Eda has to beat Belos (not knowing the fact that Eda has no plan).

She wants to help Eda defeat Belos, she's desperate to try and make up for her mistake which she considers to be unforgiveable, a crime, something that she thinks that every one will hate her once they find out what she did.

So, when she's faced the truth that idea is planning on sending her away, she's...not very happy about that. She refuses to let Eda send her away, she isn't gonna go anywhere until Belos is defeated, she wants to beat Belos so badly, and she's upset that after everything they've been through together, Eda still sees Luz as "just a kid", still underestimating her abilities after all this time.

She wants to beat Belos now, and she isn't going to take it lightly when someone is preventing her from doing so, even if they have her best interests at heart.

This fight basically perfect to me in every single way, there's so much you can dissect and analyze from this fight once you look at both perspectives in it.

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