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the-fiction-witch · 28 days

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Mrs Dawkins P37 - 39

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating SMUT!

Series: Mrs Dawkins

P1 - P5 P6-P10 P11-13 P14-17 P18-22 P23-27 P28- 31 P32-P36

My fears and my excitement thought a war in the bottom of my stomach who was winning I didn't know but I knew I couldn't dare ask him to stop. I wanted nothing more than for this night to be endless, for the sun to never rise, for my father to never return, to spend the rest of time within his arms. Our kisses were still hot and passion-filled, each of his warm lip movements against mine ripped the very air from my lungs, took the very shiver from my skin, goosebumps ran across every inch that he touched me, my heart raced in my chest and seemed to echo in my ears.

He kissed down my neck and sternum but he stopped as he reached my breasts, "May I?" He whispered,

I nodded and did my best to not gasp too fast,

He took my breasts in his hands softly cupping them in the palms of his hands, his eyes slightly widened as he took his bottom lip between his teeth staring down at my breasts in his hands, he was gentle at first pushing them up and then releasing his grip slightly letting the weight of them fall back into his grip, he did this a good few times before his fingers began to tighten around the soft tender skin as he pushed them up giving my breasts a gentle squeeze, this continued and each time he squeezed he got a little tighter, a little harsher.

"Enjoying yourself my love?" I teased,

"Umm very much my darling," He grumbled as he laid kisses on my throat, "Aren't you?"

"It tickles," I giggled,

"what about this?" He growled his right hand clasped my breast much firmer and his index finger circled my nipple slowly the rough texture of his fingertips against my smooth skin, he stroked in clockwise circles which tickled me and caused my breath to hitch, slowly but surely my nipple hardened from arousal. Once it reached a peak enough for his fingers to grasp his index finger sat above and his thumb below clamping my nipple between them and slowly rolling it back and forth between his fingers with a gentle pinch,

I whimpered and did my best not to whine as I looked up at the wooden canopy ceiling of my bed, the gentle twist and pinch felt strange but not unwelcomed, it made me want to clamp my thighs together and squirm against the sheets. He took notice of my reaction and hummed against my skin as he kissed down my throat and chest until he reached my hardened nipple he flicked it gently with his tongue forcing a pant out of me. He smiled smugly down at me as he continued to massage my breasts, letting his tongue circle as his fingertip had.

I squirmed and pushed his head away, "Jack no..."

"No? You don't like it? or you don't want me to stop?" he asked kissing down under my breast to the very top of my stomach as his brown eyes kept eye contact with me,

"I uhh- I-" I stuttered, "I'm not sure,"

"I can't keep going if you want me too?"

"No, something else I think,"

"Alright darling," He cooed kissing my lips, "How about I focus a little lower?" he encouraged his fingers trailing my stomach,

I nodded and shifted a little up my bed to rest my head on my pillow, he chuckled and joined me leaning his shoulder on the pillow too. He had a sly smile as he noticed the string on my bedpost, his smile grew as he tugged on it causing the curtains on my canopy bed to close giving us a sweet privacy as if the bed was our own little place.

"Just my hand for now?" He offered and I nodded, "Alright darling," He cooed as our lips met for a few slow and tender kisses his tongue slowly slipping through my lips, I allowed him and toyed with him a little as I felt his warm hand plant itself on my knee.

His hand slowly slid up my thigh as we kissed, he was slow and cautious with me well aware of my inexperience, at that moment it briefly occurred to me...

Jack is a doctor, so of course he KNOWS but... I'm not sure we had ever discussed how experienced he is. My mind began to spiral thinking about it, I'm sure he must be, he's a handsome man I can't be his first, and he was in the navy... likely visited a coastal girl on a docking day as any man would.

"Are you alright?" He chuckled noticing how distant I had been all of a sudden and that I'd stopped kissing him,

"hmmm ohh yeah sorry..." I shook my head out of it's foolishness,

"I'll stop if you want me to-"

"No, no, it's not that."

"Then what?"

"I just had a strange thought is all..." I blushed,

"Oh? yeah, you do find our mind wonders sometimes even in the most intimate of moments," He chuckled, "I mean I'm so desensitized to surgery now days I did an amputation the other way while trying to remember if I did my laundry or not,"

I couldn't hold back my giggles,

"What were you thinking about?"

"Ohh I uhh..."

"Y/n, you're to be my wife you know you can tell me anything," he cooed,

"I was... thinking... this is far from your first isn't it?"

"It is far from my first," he admits, "I take it, not yours?"

"No, very much my first," I blushed,

"Ahh... that would explain the not knowing what you want," he chuckled, "We can stop now, or later, or any other moment you wish. We don't have to do this tonight if you don't want to-"

"But your-"

"My desires. Can be quelled. I wouldn't feel never pleasure if I was hurting you,"

I shook my head, "No, I want this. I want this night to be like our wedding night,"

"Okay," He nodded, "whatever you feel, tell me. I'll stop if every you need me to," he cooed as his fingers slid up my inner thigh,

I blushed as his fingers slipped up my inner thigh, my breath hitched. Even just the feeling of his hand moving closer seemed to feel like a coil winding with tension in my stomach. Often we made eye contact which only sent more blood rushing to my cheeks, his hand massaged my thigh slipping higher and higher until he ran his rough fingers across my untouched soft skin.

"Jack i-" I gasped,

"I know," He cooed, "I've got you, darling," he purred putting his other arm around my back and his hand on my waist, he peppered my neck with small nibbly kisses which only made me giggle, as his hand stroked my lips and gently coated his fingers in the wetness of my flooding arousal, he stroked across my tender flesh before he murmured in my ear, "May I?"

"Yes," I croaked,

His smug look heightened as he gently moved letting his index and middle fingers glide across my clit in soft clockwise circles until it swelled with arousal, I gasped and my back arched a little off my bed my whole body tensing up at his touch, the coil tightening in my stomach. This seemed to amuse him and he continued to rub slightly harder and faster. His tone shifting, "You like that?"

"Yes..."

"Umm... more?"

"Yes," I nodded quickly,

"uhh- you are making it hard to resist you, darling," he growled, he moved his hand and circled my entrance before he slowly and carefully pushed his middle finger to slip inside me,

It felt strange feeling his finger inside me, he moved deeper until he was knuckle deep inside me and then back out again, it didn't hurt but it was a strange sensation, to say the least, but I rather enjoyed it, he moved back and forth a few more times and each time he did I enjoyed it more, feeling his skin rub against my insides was pleasurable, he keeps going forming a pace with his hand gradually speeding up.

I did my best to not blush, not to gasp and moan but he saw through my attempts, his eyes watched me with a dark lustful smirk of pride, he loved what he was doing to me I could see it in his eyes. After a while, he added his index finger inside me too which felt even better being able to slightly squeeze myself on his stiff fingers,

"uhhh! Jack..." I moaned trying to not be loud,

"Yes my darling?" he growled moving slightly to have his thumb rub against my now very swollen clit while his fingers thrusted and massaged my inner walls knuckle deep inside me coated in my wetness,

I moaned and squrimed holding his shoulders tightly, "My stomach it feels... like fire,"

"Fire? like a fire burning out of control?" he muttered,

"Yes,"

"Like a ache between your legs that you can't resist?" He growled,

"Yes..."

"Like a tight tension at the bottom of your cute little tummy?" he purred,

"Yes jack..."

"Humm," he chuckled, "That mean's your gonna cum y/n," he kissed my neck with sloppy kisses,

"I want to..."

"You want to? Ummm f-fuck! again... please say it again..." he whined,

"I want to, I want to cum Jack."

"Ughh! uummmm let me, let me please you, let me pleasure you, let me make you cum darling,"

"Jack please..." I began to whine feeling breathless my eyes rolling back,

he tugged me closer to my head was on his shoulder, "Kiss, bite, suck. all you want my darling." he cooed so I jumped and began to kiss his neck trying to find an escape from all this building pressure, "Uhh! You look so good like this darling, So needy, so desperate, watching my hand please your dripping cunt, God- you're so beautiful like this!" he purred his voice thick with desire, his next words so thick, so luscious I could hear his mouth salivating over these words, "I want to eat you out so bad,"

"Jack!" I blushed latching onto his neck and sucking to conceal my moans, and suddenly a moan rose in my throat, my body trembled and pulsed towards his body as it felt like a damn burst inside me and this wave went over me, curling my toes, throwing back my head, rolling my eyes, making me squeeze my legs around his hand, my vision blurring a little.

"Oh- my god-" He muttered, "you look... so delectable," he growled as he slowed his hand, "There we go, nice and easy, that's my girl," he cooed as he slowed until he completely stopped and pulled his hand away, "How was that for your first?"

I gasped and struggled for breath doing my best to try and make words come out my mouth, "It uhh.... its ....uhh... very good... amazing... actually... thank you..."

he chuckled, "You're very welcome my darling," he smugly smiled before he gave my lips a soft kiss, "You don't have to thank me, but it's very cute," he chuckled,

I couldn't help but giggle a little as we shared a few more soft kisses,

"Now, more? or do you need to rest a little darling?"

"I... I'd like more," I blushed hard, "But, can I do something for you?"

His eyes widened and his eyebrow raised, "Uhh..." He stuttered, before he took my hands in his, "You don't have to do anything for me my darling,"

"But I want to," I blushed, "Please, I'd really like to,"

"Well... okay, but you have to do as I say."

"I will I promise,"

"good girl," he cooed kissing my head,

He blushed a little and I admit the heat rushed to my cheeks to think of what we were to do, or well… what I was to do. Jack shifted and shuffled a little getting us comfortable, a clear nervousness across his face. He squeezed my hand and gave my knuckles a soft kiss before he let my hand stroke down his bare chest his warm smooth skin fluttering against my fingers far smoother than any other part of him I had felt prior. I felt the urge to rest my head there to burrow my nose into his warm skin and sleep for all eternity, I continued to slip my hand down his breath hitching and blood rising to his cheeks. As I reached his stomach I found goosebumps across his skin, his fingers gripped my sheets and as I reached his brown trousers he took his bottom lip between his teeth. I slowly unbuttoned his trousers revealing his tight white undergarments,

"I- uhh-" I blushed,

"Yes Y/n?" he asked,

"I don't think I've ever seen a man's… before," I giggled nervously,

"Really?" He chuckled,

I nodded,

"You are so sweet," He cooed pulling me into a kiss, I happily kissed back and I slid my hand to the waistband of his undergarments,

"May I?" I whispered as I pulled back and met his eyes,

"You may," He nodded,

I moved my hand down and stroked across the soft white cotton as I did I could feel the stiffness below, as I ran my hand over it he quietly gasped, I slid the palm of my hand over the bulge and I felt him twitch up towards my hand, "Ohh- did I-"

"You're fine darling," he cooed, "That's how it tells you it wants you to touch it," He whispered kissing my neck softly and his hand moved to push down his trousers and his undergarments revealing himself to me,

I was a little shocked to see Jack like this, to see him truly exposed in front of me, I was fascinated immediately, to see his slender body, his pale skin, his thin waist, to see how the sweat slightly glistens on his skin, his stomach moving as he takes his breaths, and where my focus mostly was, on his cock. His shaft erected his head pressing to his stomach, the whole thing often twitching and moving slightly,

"May I?"

"Yeah, you can touch," he nodded, "Gently though remember,"

I nodded and moved my hand to slowly wrap my fingers around him without thinking I gave him a slight squeeze feeling the heat of him in my hand as well as feeling that all though he was hard he wasn't completely stiff there was still enough softness for me to squeeze but as soon as I did it stiffened even more getting harder so much so it was now completely stiff, I giggled a little and began to stroke my hand over him.

Jack gasped and tightened his grip on the sheets, his muscles in his stomach tightening,

"This okay?"

"You're fine darling…" He groaned,

I nodded and kept at my slow pace moving my hand from base to tip the longer this went on the more Jack squirmed and shifted, his breath getting more desperate and every so often groans and moans slipped from his lips, his cock throbbing in my hand, "Jack,"

"Yes, darling…"

"May I?" I blushed,

".. what?" He blushed a little,

I giggled but kissed his lips and continued to kiss down his stomach,

"Oh- Yes! Yes… yes, you may my darling,"

I nodded and gently took his cock into my mouth, I gently at first only took the tip and stroked with a pointed tongue around him gliding in clockwise circles, which forced a moan from him and his hips spasm towards my mouth, I pulled back and licked my lips to keep them slick before I parted my lips again and took the length of his shaft, at first I took the time to slowly get a pace moving my head back and forth as I gently sucked hollowing my cheeks around him, his eyes roll back and his head throws against my pillows.

Often I look up and make eye contact with him and he nods and smiles at me to let me know I'm doing alright, often when I moved down I felt his tip hitting the back of my throat which at times would make me gag a little but I just had to move back a little and return to my pace being careful to find my limit. which unfortunately meant I couldn't take all of him in my mouth but I kept my hand at his hilt to ensure that extra inch or two wasn't left out, my name and gentle groans fell from his lips like a waterfall his hips often buck and jolt towards me uncontrollably often with a moan to follow.

Once I got to a decent steady pace I moved my hands to his hips to gently hold him steady to prevent him from moving too much and gaging me by accident, and slowly increasing my speed and my sucking oftentimes ghosting my tongue over his desperate head, which made him moan louder.

I could tell each time we made eye contact he was getting closer, and struggling but still doing his best to conceal the sounds he so desperately wanted to scream, as our eyes met his hand brushed my hair from my face and slid his fingers into my hair looping it around them tightly.

until he clamped a hand over his mouth to muffle his loud moans as his hips bucked hard out of my grip on them making me gag a little my eyes watering from the sudden shock of it, his cock twitched in my mouth and his body quivered as he panted and his cum flooded my mouth with a warm slightly salty taste, as soon as he realised his cock went limp and his whole body relaxed against my sheets,

I moved away and slowly swallowed everything even if it was a strange taste and texture,

"uh…. thank you…" He gasped,

"You're welcome," I blushed, "you don't have to thank me,"

"Ohh I do," he nodded still struggling for breath as he wiped some saliva and cum off my chin and mouth, "Cause that was fucking amazing…"

"I did okay?"

"you did perfectly," he cooed, "trust me I will be Bolting home every night if there is even a chance my lovely wife is going to do that for me,"

"Really?" I blushed,

"Really." He smirked, "I think my lovely wife could get me do just about anything if she's going to be doing that,"

I giggled, "Well I'll be sure to remember,"

"I bet you will," He growled, "Now… I need to take care of my darling don't I?" He smirked grabbing my hips and flipping us over so I laid on my back he stroked my thighs and pushed them as far apart as possible, "Ummm I've wanted to do this for so long… I'm not waiting any longer darling,"

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pinkanonwrites · 2 years

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🤧🎇🌻🔪🎫 for jack howl plz

🤧 How far will they go to take care of their sick s/o?

Jack is simultaneously so stern and so caring when you happen to fall sick. He'll be scolding you for even getting sick in the first place while bringing you hot soup, fluffing your pillow, and tidying up your room. He's so pushy about making sure you get enough fluids in you, constantly spiriting your water bottle away to fill with fresh, cool water.

🎇 Are the feelings they have like a whirlwind or are they able to keep it under control?

Jack likes to act like he's got all his emotions properly contained and tucked away, but he's so obviously smitten for you from literally anyone else's perspective that it's painfully obvious he does not. He's the type of guy who always feels his emotions so strongly, and his feelings for you are definitely not omitted from that standard.

🌻 Will they do anything for their s/o? Will the crocodile tears win them over or are they stubborn on not giving in?

He does his best to be firm and stubborn, but if you actually start to cry he buckles so fast. Once he learns that they're just crocodile tears he makes more of an effort to stand strong, but he really hates to disappoint you and even then he's prone to bend more often than not.

🔪 Do they try to be a good influence on their s/o or do they not care?

Absolutely he does! Jack knows his weaknesses, mainly his temper, so he tries to be a 'do as I say and not as I do' type of positive influence on you. He'll scold you for getting into unnecessary trouble, but in his heart of hearts he knows that he really doesn't have a leg to stand on.

🎫 How do they celebrate their s/o’s birthday and how would they like theirs to be celebrated with them?

Your birthday is a bigger deal to him than his own birthday. He's willing to do whatever you want on your birthday, from going to that restaurant that you love that he hates, to spending the entire day tailing you around the mall carrying your bags, to just lounging around home and having an all day lazy day in with you, it's your day and he'll do whatever you like to make sure you have the best birthday ever. His biggest concern is making sure he finds you the most perfect birthday gift, he spends weeks ahead of time hemming and hawing over what you may like best.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst #twst imagines #jack howl #jack x reader #jack imagines #my writing #anon #emoji event

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twistyprefect · 1 year

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MMM: (G) Care of Magical Creatures

"I think I have Care of Magical Creatures." They said, showing the timetable with the abbreviation to the table. Ace and Deuce grinned, with Jack nodding happily.

"Us too! Cool." Deuce said, grinning and giving the prefect a thumbs up. They smiled and gave him a thumbs up back before turning back to their breakfast. The other Gryffindors kept eating and chatting, preparing for the upcoming class. Jack seemed the most excited for it, though it was a bit hard to tell. They glanced at Epel, who had mentioned his Divination class which earned some teasing from Ace. The prefect smiled at their newfound friends, hopeful for their future in the house of the lions.

The group headed down to the forest edge, where Professor Serephim was waiting for them. She smiled and introduced herself, telling the students to sit in groups and wait for the rest of their class. The prefect smiled as they say with their fellow Gryffindors, joined shortly by Sebek as some Hufflepuffs reached the groups. Another Hufflepuff joined the group, grinning predatorily at the younger students.

"Ruggie! Didn't see you all summer!" Ace said, tossing an extra quill at the newcomer. The Hufflepuff, Ruggie, rolles his eyes and snatched up the quill.

"None of your business." He said, grinning at the ginger. Before Ace could retort, another student plopped down nearby. Ace paled and scooted away from the shorter student with bright red hair, who was glaring at the Gryffindor.

"You better be behaving. I won't hesitate to take off points." the Ravenclaw said. Ace groaned and rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out.

"Calm down Rosehearts, we're just having fun. That's not against the rules, as much as you wish it was." He retorted, causing the Gryffindor prefect to snort in laughter a bit. The Ravenclaw glanced at them and then back to Ace.

"Whatever." He mummbled before straightening his back, his eyes glancing at three new students nearing the slightly large group. All three were wearing the trademark green and silver uniform of Slytherin. One was freakily tall, with teal hair and a single black streak through it. He looked weirdly similar to Floyd, reminding the prefect that Floyd had mentioned a twin. The second student was a bit shorter, but still seemed kind of tall, his long black hair half braided and pulled back behind his head, his sharp eyes calculating. The student in between them was grinning and looking around excitedly, their two-toned ponytail bobbing as they waved to the professor. They definitely didn't fit in with the other two Slytherins, but it didn't seem to matter to them, or to the students the prefect was sitting with. Jack and Ruggie seemed to be more alert, glancing at the trio of vipers as they approached.

"Room for three more?" The middle student asked, grinning. Ace nodded and grinned back, immediately launching into an inquisition about their summer. The two students chatted eagerly, other members of the group eventually joining in. The prefect glancing around at the new students they hadn't met yet, unable to catch anyone's names yet. The professor clapped to call everyone to attention, splitting everyone into groups to meet some of the creatures they'd be working with that semester. Everyone eagerly gathered into groups, cooing over and petting the animals.

"So, now that you've all met the creatures, I have a surprise for you all! I am giving you a month long project. It will be with a partner, and you will be writing a report on your chosen creature! Multiple groups can do the same creature, but you will still be in pairs." She explained, lining the creatures up. The prefect smiled and looked over all the creatures, trying to decide which to pick.

"I think I'm gonna work with the Diriclaw!" The odd Slytherin (who had eventually introduced themself as December Rubio) said. The tall Slytherin, Jade, nodded in agreement, looking at the bird-like creature again. Jamil, the other Slytherin, expressed his interest in the Knarl, a small hedgehog-like creature. Riddle agreed with him, smacking Ace's head with parchment when the ginger teased him. Ace and Deuce both wanted to work with the Fire Crab, while Jack and Ruggie seemed to be vying for the Hippogriff. Sebek seemed interested in the Glow Bug. The prefect was surprised to see so few students looking at the Bowtrickle, only one small Hufflepuff student with wild blue hair seemed to be interested in it. The prefect considered their options for a moment before deciding on their creature and partner, heading to...

[what creature and which student do you want to work with?]

...the Diriclaw with Jade.

...the Knarl with Jamil.

...the Knarl with Riddle.

...the Fire Crab with Ace.

...the Fire Crab with Deuce.

...the Hippogriff with Jack.

...the Hippogriff with Ruggie.

...the Glow Bug with Sebek.

...the Bowtrickle with the Hufflepuff.

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mylittleredgirl · 2 years

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the thing about cracking open a long-established popular ship tag on ao3 is that it allows you to be extraordinarily picky, and i think it must be the closest thing i will ever experience to being filthy rich. i scroll along at super speed like no today i am only interested in fics with this precise range of words and one of these three tags. only authors i’ve heard of, please. hmm, i suppose i could consider an unknown quantity given its apparent popularity with the people, but… no, no, this summary doesn’t do it for me. no particular reason, it’s just… eh, i don’t need to explain myself. bring me 50 more like this for me to choose from and we’ll see.

#the modern day evolution of the dicks doth touch bard is a harried personal shopper #on fanfic #anyway i’m like 20 pages deep into the sam/jack tag by kudos and continuing to live my best life #i can’t even imagine how picky some of y’all get to be #ao3

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regonold · 7 months

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I kinda want danny who's been adopted by the wanyes to be schmoozing it up at a gala (because listen nothing is funnier than the image of Gotham elites being like oh whats this one's gimmick cus all the other's have something only for danny to just be a dude) only for like the giw to raid the place to get danny ( cus he's a ghost? Cus he's a Fenton? Who knows)

Only for danny to pick up a bottle chug it smash it and vault out a window shouting you'll never catch me alive

Now this increases his reputation with most Gothamites and rouges and absolutely worries the fuck out of the batfam why is the government chasing you danny and hiw are you so good at running

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dp x dc prompt #listen i just want danny to jump out a window is that so much to ask?#not for bad reasons #just #imagine it danny screaming and leaping pulling all the jack fenton energy he can

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kalims · 23 days

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pop !

giving them a balloon with a confession in it and running away,

premise. out of confession ideas? sick of the pile of stupid papers crumpled up on the leg of your desk? or perhaps you're just in the 'you only live life once' mindset. since the school year is ending, why not get rid of the annoying feeling of him tingling your mind? (in the form of a balloon, you never said you were gonna stick around!)

characters. all sorted by dorm

content. mc runs away after giving it, based on a tiktok I stumbled across approximately a year ago... mentions of marriage (one sign and some were speeding through the future)

note. savanaclaws part hmmm yummy

heartslabyul

unsurprisingly, riddle gets a lot of bizarre things from students and professors alike. confessions are one thing but having one in this... circular, red, full of helium balloon is certainly a surprise. creative, he'll give them that. if anything he's just confused with it in his arms as you just sort of, shove it in his arms and run away. he recognizes you easily but once cater plucks it out of his grip and shows him the message he just turns red.

trey is the type of guy to accept whatever you give him, honestly. it doesn't matter if you give him the most random of items, he'll take it without a single word of query (unless it's really questionable.) you could hand him a bottle of mustard in class, trey'll just blink and hold onto it patiently. a pair of batteries? thanks he guesses. a red, inflated balloon? he spares you a questioning glance but you're already collecting dust with how fast you ran away so he turns it and resists a smile. clearly spotting the bold letters.

the opposite of clover, cater just doesn't take anything from you unless it piques his interest or is just a casual 'hold onto this for a few' like water or something. things bordering past unusual is what he'd hesitate to take, though less given he trusts you. sometimes he doesn't take it all together simply cause he doesn't feel like it. caters probably updated on everything so when you shove the balloon in his arms and beeline he's pulling out his phone ready to scream his ass off in his dump account. (also gotta magicam this, duh.)

will most likely just dump it on the ground without another thought. or hand it back to you. ace does not care about balloons, he might even pop it in your face. that is, if you stayed for more than a second. he feels more inclined to peer further cause you ran away so fast. you looked embarrassed, and he finds out quickly why you'd proceed to never show up to his face for the following week when he spots it. stares at it dumbly for like, a minute before taking off after you... be scared ig.

added to the top ten best moments of his life note on his phone. deuce silently highlights your name on it with the same angry, red bump on his forehead because he accidentally ran into a pole midst trying to find you around the campus. he had the same idea as ace (twins) which is finding you immediately except once he read the confession he promptly lost all his braincells in the process. so he's very excited, slash embarrassed, slash shy? and can't conjure any logic cause it's just your face.

savanaclaw

jokes on you. you think he's gonna make an effort to catch your stupid balloon? leona just watches it drop to the floor. the effort is only exerted when he's absolutely sure you've run away on your slow legs, he's not bashful—not at all. maybe that's just denial speaking though. he takes one look at the balloon, and pops it with a single dig of his nail. the stare is so brief that you'd doubt if he ever read it at all, when the evidence of your apparent love is now non-existent in the physical world, very much still lingering inside him. leona comes to the predicament that he can't seem to sleep days after.

ruggie is all too familiar with the lack of appreciation some folks hold towards cheaper material gifts. like a luxury jewel, a big, shiny lil' thing ultimately rotting in the closet of some soul cause its the 'price' that counts. he spots the words easily, discerning the black ink. not entirely formed with straight lines, the keen eyes of his spots the wriggles some hold. as though whoever wrote was nervous and he bores an impish grin. (and some back corner of his closet holds no big, pricey jewel, but the deflated balloon is worth all the more to him.)

more likely to leave it on accident. after falling victim to the annoying pranks his other first year 'friends' like to do, with him as the victim apparently. he's more suspicious of it than anything, jack does not want a face full of whipped cream once again. he stares at it like it's an alien and only goes for the initiative to take it into his hands when it rolls and showcases the very bold text, highlighted and straight to the point. jack inevitably ends up accidentally popping it due to the fear that some other person probably saw it, he did not mean to wreck it. atleast not with a messy chain of thoughts, but hey. atleast he got the message...

octavinelle

well versed in catching you in a gentle manner, if you ever slipped (he definitely did not practice.) so azul's reflexes respond quick enough to capture the red little thing with ease. he recognizes it as one of your antics, and he rarely doesn't humor them since it was harmless ones that don't really get under his skin, unlike that of the tweels... the curiosity of looking forward to whatever you had far outweighed any annoyance, and great sevens he might actually combust. ("JADE PREPARE THE LOUNGE—") <- absolutely ready to initiate the plans he had detailed through a script ages ago if this were to ever happen, with a red face. ha, ha.

either clueless, or already got an idea based entirely on the adorably stiff look on your face. jade easily puts two and two together, it's quite funny because he picks it up and doesn't spare a single look. stalking off to find you immediately, and only then does he take a peek as to whatever made the balloon special, right in front of you cause apparently he's gotta witness your raw embarrassment in the flesh?

floyd is likely not interested in the ball in the first place, he thinks you want to play catch so he runs after you with a laugh that... makes you a lot more concerned. he flings it uselessly to the face of some poor soul before he sprint after you, probably traumatizing them when they spot the 'I like you' on it, and when they realize they got it from the resident terrorist whose definition of 'I like you' is 'you're entertaining, I'm gonna keep on playing with you'. (only blinks when you tell him about it, seeing as he isn't close to releasing you anytime soon from his arms.) caught you!

scarabia

sparkles, around the sun... too bright... kalim's blinding everyone else with his obvious joy. almost immediately turns it and it's clear he saw something he really liked cause he has one of those grins, really wide, showing off his teeth and his face scrunches up to the point where you could barely spot the red irises of his eyes. his lips are wobbly too! and he thought the notion was simply too cute... (so much he just had to send it back, so you could feel what he felt too!) except it comes in a hundred times balloons inside your home.

really confused. is this supposed to be a new form of comfort in the era that he hasn't caught up with yet? jamil does nothing much to stop you from running away, yeah. that's your choice but it did strike an inkling of suspicion in him. with the way you aggressively shoved the balloon in his arms before you ran away makes him think it's contents are supposed to be for him only. seeing as you collected dust with that sprint, so he brings it home. and damn, thank god he did because seven forbid if anyone else actually saw the flicker of bashfullness in his expression, hopefully not his warming ears either.

pomefiore

you try to fool him by not rushing up to him, shoving it and then speeding away for once. but instead calmly placing it in his arms and then walking away like it might be the last time yall have a friendship haha (👀) vil sees right through you either way. dare I say he thinks the whole execution is strange, he means, you could literally just walk up to him and say the exact same thing written on the balloon and he would've loved it either way but eh, atleast you got it out!

don't walk into his room cause you will probably the very prominent place the balloon has in his room. rook surprisingly did not put it on a pedestal which is tame for his nature, but it does have a place in the corner of stuff he absolutely adores. you'd think you'd spared yourself from the embarrassment of seeing his reaction cause c'mon, that was a confession. it's nerve-wracking! but NO cause you spy him outside the window of your class and suffer a heart attack (3rd floor btw)

wherever he read that, epel's jaw drops. people would mistake him as someone who escaped from a mental asylum from the way he's gaping at a balloon like he just got told vil schoenheit got canceled on magicam for some controversy (he in fact, did not.) spends so much time staring at it, and the following where he's managed to snap out of it is spent also staring off into the distance *wedding bells ringing*

ignihyde

uuuuhhhhh... either send it to him digitally or shove it inside his room and dip?? if we're going with the latter, idia doesn't even notice until like, a day after cause he's been playing for. and it isn't even him who notices!! it's ortho!!! even if he did find it he would've ignored it, but behold, ortho, who reads the text in a hilariously flat tone. idia thought his brother was professing his love until the boy reveals it was from you. (nearly falls off the chair, then actually falls when he realizes it's been a day. imagine getting ghosted irl haha)

ortho could be the delivery boy if you're too embarrassed lmao. will help you in constructing a more poetic way with words but honestly the "YOU'RE CUTE LETS DATE" gets it done. boy probably doesn't understand why you don't wanna do it yourself, and records the entire thing, reaction of the person? forwarded to you until he leaves. but now you're suffering through wanting to watch, and not because you're too pussy to actually do it.

diasomnia

what... malleus is the equivalent of '???' like he's seen a few of these unique, forms but he never got the purpose of them. so he assumes it's like, some nice gift of human traditions question mark. so he appreciates it either way, he looks content honestly which is funny cause the terrifying wizard looks kinda silly holding that balloon like it's a child. actually you should've just gave him a blank balloon cause once he spots the confession, oh honey. are you fine with early marriage?

if you can't find lilia might as well yeet the balloon in the ceiling. chances are, he's there and he's gonna catch it. there's already a cheeky smile quirking up the ends of his lips, usually he'd have some sort of retaliation on the personal attack you inflicted on his heart but oh dear, it's strangely blank. he's humming, the round thing upside down as he rubs his chin in contemplation. everyone's just scared at the echoing giggles of the already dark hallway.

an attack? AN ATTACK! unlike lilia who knows how to use the figurative words youth joke about all the time, sebek is... hilariously serious about most things, if not so much that it strikes just a teeny tiny concern in your mind. honestly you didn't take much into account, not the fact that he might consider it as an assault or something because you're already speeding away. apparently not having gotten too far cause he catches up easily and holds you up by the back of your collar like a cat. (you'd most likely have to mention the words cause all he registered was the apparent attack, when he does check he goes redder in the face and accidentally drops you. nows your chance to run!!)

*angelic voice singing* silver, my boo boo, I mean what...? felt something soft being squeezed into his arms, he knew it was you but assumed it was a pillow so he just?? used it as a pillow?? under his head now?? most folks would be confused at the sight of the sleepy guy laying on a balloon cause, one, it might pop and startle everyone in vicinity, two, there's words scribbled on it. although cut off since his head is blocking the way, but the 'LIKE YOU' is really obvious. so he wakes up, glances at it and goes back to sleep, except he couldn't cause the balloon actually popped comically the same time he absorbed it in.

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cringefail-clown · 10 months

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turnabout kids and their sprites! ive had an ask laying around in my inbox about them for far too long lmfao, so ive finally decided to draw em out

jane: mime porcelain doll + poppop

dirk: seagull + hal

roxy: wizard figurine + frigglish

jake: gcat + his dreamself

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thewulf · 27 days

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Bulletproof Bonds || Aaron Hotchner

Summary: Request - Maybe a husband!Aaron x Long Time BAU!wife and how there’s a new member to the BAU and she keeps trying to flirt with Aaron but he keeps turning her down🥲 but the new member doesn’t know that Aaron and reader are married, and new member just thinks of reader as competition to get with Aaron, eventually leading to reader getting really mad cause new member does something really stupid on a case that leads to reader almost getting seriously injured??... Read Rest Here

A/N: Really loved writing this one. Hope you all enjoy! Thank you for the request @viscade !

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader,

Word Count: 3.1k

TW: Yelling, gunshot (non wounded)

In the bustling chaos of the BAU bullpen, Aaron Hotchner sat at his desk, his brow furrowed in concentration as he sifted through the multitude of case files scattered before him. A usual sight for the unit chief. The harsh fluorescent lights cast stark shadows across his features, accentuating the lines of exhaustion etched into his face by years of chasing monsters in the dark.

You sat by his side, a silent sentinel amidst the whirlwind of activity. Your own workspace dedicated beside him cluttered with documents and crime scene photos. The faint aroma of stale coffee hung in the air as you both delved into the intricate web of clues left behind by the latest serial killer to plague the streets. It was always so easy with him, your husband. The way the two of you were able to bounce ideas off each other was like none seen before.

The tension in the room was palpable, a heavy weight pressing down on everyone present as they grappled with the enormity of the task at hand. Each unsolved case seemed to loom over them like a specter, a constant reminder of the lives lost and the justice yet to be served. Amidst all the usual chaos, Agent Sarah Miller made her presence known. Her arrival heralded by the soft click of her heels against the linoleum floor. She moved with a confidence that bordered on arrogance, her youthful exuberance a stark contrast to the world-weary countenances of her colleagues. She had no idea what she was getting herself into.

Sarah's eyes lingered on Aaron as she sauntered past his open aired desk, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of her lips. She was young, ambitious, and hungry for success. Her gaze fixed on the formidable figure of the BAU's leader like a moth drawn to a flame.

Despite Aaron's cold indifference, she persisted in her attempts at flirtation, undeterred by his lack of response. Her tactics were shamelessly transparent, her words dripping with false sweetness as she sought to capture his attention. Agent Sarah Miller yet again walked past Aaron's desk, her gaze lingering on him for a moment too long before she turned her attention to you. There was a subtle flicker of annoyance in her eyes as she took in your presence, her lips curling into a barely concealed sneer.

"Hey, Hotch," she purred, leaning against the edge of his desk with practiced ease. "You must be tired of staring at all those files. Why don't you take a break and grab a coffee with me?" Her eyes kept looking back to you in brief flashes to gauge your reaction. You decided early on after her brazen attempts that you would give her none. A layer of disgust masked on top of the doe eyes she was attempting to give your husband was meant for you. She was very forward, you had to give her that one.

Aaron's response was polite but firm, his tone devoid of any warmth. "I'm sorry, Agent Miller, but I have work to do," he replied, his eyes never leaving the papers in front of him.

Undeterred, Sarah flashed him a flirtatious smile, her gaze lingering on him expectantly. "Maybe some other time, then," she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness before she finally strolled away.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at her blatant display of interest, the subtle scoff escaping your lips as you returned your focus to the files sprawled across your desk. "Some profiler she is," you muttered under your breath, the sarcasm dripping from your words like venom. It was a small act of defiance, a way to vent the frustration bubbling just beneath the surface as you watched Sarah's failed attempts at seduction.

Your comment earned a small smirk from Aaron, his lips quirking up in amusement as he glanced up from his work. His eyes met yours, a silent acknowledgment passing between you, a shared understanding of the absurdity of the situation. In that fleeting moment, you found solace in the unspoken reassurance that he was not blind to Sarah's antics, nor was he unaffected by them.

As the tension in the room continued to get heavier, you exchanged a knowing glance with Aaron, the unspoken bond between you speaking volumes. It was a silent reminder of the unbreakable connection that bound you together, a tether grounding you amidst the disarray swirling around you. In that moment, you drew strength from the knowledge that no amount of flirtation from the new agent could ever hope to rival the deep-seated love and loyalty that defined your marriage.

But beneath the surface, resentment simmered, fueled by the blatant disrespect for the boundaries of your marriage. Each lingering glance, each flirtatious comment served as a reminder of the fragile line Sarah was treading, unaware of the storm brewing beneath the calm facade. Yet, as frustrating as her antics were, you knew that the true test of your marriage lay not in her misguided advances but in the unwavering trust and devotion you shared with Aaron. A bond that would withstand any challenge thrown your way.

You had to give the girl credit. She certainly didn’t stop. It was not even an hour later that the girl came crawling right back to him. In the dimly lit bullpen of the BAU, the seasoned agents huddled together, their eyes darting furtively around the room as they exchanged knowing glances. Reid, Garcia, Morgan, and Prentiss stood in a tight circle. Their voices hushed as they leaned in conspiratorially.

"So, who's going to crack first?" Garcia whispered, her eyes sparkling mischievously behind her glasses.

Prentiss smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. "My money's on Y/N. She's got that poker face down pat."

Reid nodded in agreement, adjusting his glasses. "And she's got a wicked sense of humor. I don't think she's sweating it."

Just then, Morgan, ever the observant one, interjected with a grin. "You know what, I'm with both of you on this one. Y/N's handling this like a pro. She's probably just waiting for the perfect moment to drop a witty comeback."

The others turned to look at you, noticing your bemused expression as you observed the scene unfolding with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. The new agent, eager to impress, leaned in a little too close to Hotch, her voice dropping to a suggestive whisper. "So, Hotch, any plans for dinner tonight?"

Hotch glanced up from his paperwork, his expression remaining impassive. "Just finishing up some reports, Agent. Nothing planned."

Undeterred, the new agent persisted, fluttering her eyelashes coyly. "Well, if you change your mind, I know this great Italian place down the street."

Hotch merely nodded, returning his attention to the file in front of him. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Agent."

Behind his back, the BAU members couldn't contain their laughter, stifling their giggles as they watched the new agent's attempts fall flat. It was clear that Hotch was immune to her charms, his focus unwavering even in the face of relentless flirting.

As Sarah retreated, finally somewhat defeated, the BAU members exchanged triumphant looks, their silent bet settled. Hotch may have been unflappable in the field, but when it came to dodging unwanted advances, he was truly a master of his craft. And you, well, you were just enjoying the show, your amused smile barely masking your annoyance as you watched the scene unfold.

The breaking point came during a particularly intense case, where the unsub's erratic behavior had everyone on edge. You felt the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you moved cautiously through the dimly lit corridors of an abandoned warehouse, every nerve on high alert.

In the heat of the pursuit, Sarah's impulsive decision shattered the fragile equilibrium you had struggled to maintain with your team. Ignoring protocol and disregarding the safety of the team, she charged ahead recklessly, her actions sending shockwaves rippling through your ranks. Bullets flew past you like angry hornets, the deafening roar of gunfire echoing off the walls as chaos descended upon you.

It happened in the blink of an eye, a split-second decision with far-reaching consequences. A bullet sliced through the air like a deadly whisper, its trajectory aimed straight for your chest. But thanks to the protective barrier of your bulletproof vest, the impact was nothing more than a forceful shove, the fabric absorbing the blow with a sickening thud. The impact knocked the wind out of you, pain searing through your body as you stumbled backward, clutching your chest.

As the adrenaline faded and the reality of what could have been sunk in, fury ignited like a wildfire within you. You rounded on Sarah, your voice a crescendo of anger as you unleashed the pent-up frustration that had been building for weeks. Each word was a dagger aimed straight at her heart. Your tone laced with a venomous ferocity that mirrored the intensity of the emotions raging within you.

Coughing up blood, your vision blurred as you struggled to make sense of what had just happened. Anger surged through you like a tidal wave, drowning out the pain as you staggered to your feet. With a primal roar, you lunged at Sarah, grabbing her by the collar with a strength born of desperation.

"What the fuck was that?" you yelled, louder than you ever had before. And certainly not in front of the team. Your voice raw with fury. Each word was a thunderclap, reverberating through the warehouse like a warning shot. "You could have killed me! Or them! Do you even realize what you've done?"

But Sarah's response was a defiant sneer, her gaze unwavering in the face of your righteous indignation. "I did what needed to be done," she spat, her voice laced with arrogance. "I'm not afraid to take risks to get the job done."

The words were like a slap to the face, a cruel reminder of the recklessness that had nearly cost you everything. With all your rage, you shoved her away, your hands trembling with anger as you struggled to contain the tempest raging within you.

"You're a liability," you growled, your voice a low, dangerous whisper. "And if you ever put my life, their lives,” You pointed to Spencer and Emily behind you, “in danger again, I won't hesitate to take you down myself."

As you stood there, trembling with fury and pain, the rest of the team made their way over. You still hasn’t seen Aaron yet but the rest of them looked on in shock and disbelief. Derek surged forward, his strong arms wrapping around you as he pulled you back from the confrontation. "Easy there Y/N," he said, his voice low and soothing as he tried to calm the storm raging within you. "Cool off."

Emily and JJ exchanged worried glances. Finally, Aaron found you after too many moments of losing it in front of everyone. His eyes widened in alarm as he took in the sight of blood staining your lips, his heart clenching with fear at the sight. "What happened?" he demanded. His usually calm voice was laced with urgency as he reached out to gently touch your arm. His fingers trembled against your skin, his touch a comforting anchor in the swirling chaos of the moment.

Still reeling from the confrontation and the shock of narrowly escaping serious injury, Spencer stepped forward, his voice calm but tinged with urgency. "Aaron, Sarah made a nearly fatal mistake," he said, his words cutting through the tension like a knife. "Her impulsive actions endangered everyone on the team, especially Y/N." You were thankful he was willing to step in because you weren’t quite sure if you had the right words.

Aaron's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching with barely contained fury as he turned his gaze on Sarah. The air around him crackled with palpable anger, his protective instincts kicking into overdrive. "Is this true?" he demanded, his voice cold and steely as he pinned her with a hard stare.

Sarah shifted uncomfortably under his intense scrutiny, her bravado faltering in the face of his unwavering gaze. "I...I was just trying to apprehend the unsub," she stammered, her voice wavering with uncertainty.

But Aaron's patience had worn thin, his temper flaring like a raging inferno. "You made a reckless decision that put the entire team at risk," he snapped, his voice echoing off the walls of the warehouse. "Until you can prove that you're capable of following protocol and putting the safety of your teammates above all else, you will not be back in the field."

The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the consequences of her actions. Sarah's expression fell, her defiance crumbling under the weight of his judgment. It was a harsh lesson, but one that she would need to learn if she ever hoped to earn back the trust of her colleagues and prove herself worthy of wearing the badge.

As Aaron turned away, his attention returning to you with a renewed sense of protectiveness, you couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the unwavering support of your team leader and husband. But as you tried to catch your breath, a sudden coughing fit wracked your body, drawing Aaron's attention back to you. Concern flashed across his features, his eyes narrowing with worry as he stepped closer, his hand reaching out to steady you.

"Hey sweetheart," he murmured softly, his voice a gentle caress against your ear as he brushed a strand of hair away from your forehead. "Let's get you checked out, alright?"

You attempted to speak, but the coughing fit continued, leaving you gasping for air. So, you shook your head in protest. You were fine and you knew it, but the damn bullet hit you right in the lung leaving you gasping for air. Aaron's worry deepened, his brow furrowing with concern as he knelt down beside you, his hands hovering anxiously over your shoulders.

"Honey, just breathe," he urged, his voice filled with tenderness as he placed a comforting hand on your back. "We'll get you to the hospital, and they'll take care of you. I promise." It wasn’t usual that he dropped those sweet terms of endearment to you in front of the team, but he couldn’t really care. Not when he could’ve lost you.

Despite your protests, Aaron's determination remained steadfast. With gentle insistence, he scooped you up in his arms, cradling you against his chest with a strength born of love and concern. "You're going to the hospital," he declared, his voice unwavering as he carried you towards his SUV. “I’m not taking no for an answer sweetheart."

As Aaron settled into the driver's seat beside you, his eyes flickered with concern as he stole glances, his hand reaching out to brush against yours in a silent gesture of reassurance. But despite his unwavering determination to get you to the hospital, you couldn't help but feel a stubborn sense of resistance bubbling within you.

"I'm fine, Aaron," you insisted, your tone tinged with frustration as you crossed your arms over your chest. "This is incredibly dramatic. You’ve been hit in your gear too."

Aaron's expression softened at your words, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Maybe I am," he admitted with a chuckle. "I also know what it feels like honey. I’d rather be safe than sorry."

You shot him a playful glare, unable to suppress the teasing smile that danced on your lips. He cared for you, truly. Every inch of himself loved you more deeply than even you could have fathomed. You also knew that love bore stubbornness and there was no talking him out of what he knew he had to do. You were just along for the ride now. "You just can't resist playing the hero, can you?" You spoke up after a moment of silence between the two of you.

Aaron chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he glanced over at you. "Guilty as charged," he replied. "Always remind me never to get on your bad side," Aaron quipped, a lighthearted smile playing on his lips as he attempted to alleviate the tension that hung heavy in the air.

You managed a weak laugh trying your hardest to hide the pain radiating from your chest. However, so grateful for his attempt to lighten the mood. "You looked like you were about to take matters into your own hands back there," he teased gently, his voice laced with affection.

The image of you, ready to throw down with the new agent, brought a genuine laugh bubbling up from deep within you this time. "Well, she did have it coming," you admitted with a mischievous grin. "But I guess I'll let you handle the heroics this time."

As the laughter subsided, Aaron's expression turned more serious, a hint of regret flickering in his eyes. "I'm sorry things got so heated," he said softly, his voice tinged with sincerity. "I should have stepped in sooner. I thought she was harmless. Dealt with her type so many times before." He sighed, running a hand through his hair before finding your hand and lacing his fingers within yours.

You squeezed his hand, a warm smile spreading across your face. "It’s not your fault you’re such a silver fox," Tossing him a wink you couldn’t help but to tease him right on back. It’s how you knew everything was going to be just fine. The two of you had dealt with so much worse and come out even stronger, this would be nothing but a minor blip on your journey together.

Aaron laughed at your playful comment, a warmth spreading in his chest at your familiar banter. "Ah, so you're saying my charm is both a blessing and a curse," he retorted with a grin, his gaze softening as he looked at you.

You nodded, a fond smile playing on your lips. "Something like that," you agreed, feeling a surge of gratitude for the ease with which you could navigate even the toughest moments with Aaron by your side.

As the car glided through the streets towards the hospital, a comfortable silence settled between you, punctuated only by the gentle hum of the engine. Despite the events that had unfolded, you found solace in the quiet intimacy of the moment, knowing that whatever challenges lay ahead, you would face them together. With each passing mile, you felt the weight of the day begin to lift from your shoulders, replaced by a sense of reassurance that only Aaron could provide. His unwavering love and support was everything you needed. He guided you through the darkness, illuminating the path forward with hope and determination.

As you arrived at the hospital and Aaron helped you out of the car, you knew that this was just another chapter in your life together. You couldn't help but feel a profound sense of gratitude for the man beside you, your literal partner in crime, your rock, your everything. Together, you were truly unstoppable.

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thetidemice · 1 month

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the belcher files. follow my brand new tweeter sophieletterson

#i like to imagine soph & jack's dynamic is the same as tina & bob's #theyre a happy family who are alive yayyy omg! hooray!#the walten files #twf #twf fanart #my art #illustration #jack walten #rosemary walten #sophie walten #edd walten #molly walten

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the-fiction-witch · 13 days

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Nurse Y/n

Media - The Artful Dodger Character - Doctor Jack Dawkins Couple - Jack X Reader Reader - Nurse Y/n Rating - Flirty Word Count - 1413

I finished up work with a patient on the ward and I noticed Captain Gains arrived at the door, I tried not to let panic rise to my face given Fagin was upstairs in my room counting out the score from our last venture. But I did my best to merely act normal as he came through with his usual sit, cane and chipper smile.

"Mr Dawkins," he said,

"Doctor Dawkins," I corrected,

"A quiet word?"

"Trouble with the prostate?" I joked,

"If you could be so kind doctor," He glared,

"Yes course," I nodded,

He led me to the stock room where he sat his book and pen, "Do sit down, doctor."

I sat down trying not to look sheepish, and the more I did the more I wondered if it was actually possible. Silence sat between us for a moment and I felt as If I wanted to break it, "What uhh... what is this concerning?"

He didn't answer at first taking the time to fully extend his tongue from his mouth and lick the tip of his pen before he began his notes. "Nothing to worry about Doctor Dawkins, just a formality during our investigation,"

"What investigation?" I asked,

"I am sure you have heard about these... dreadful atrocities in port victory."

I relaxed a little, "Yes, of course. Been the talk of the town," I nodded, "Wretched, horrendous, accidents."

"Apparently not." he said, "After much investigation, we have determined these... atrocities were not accidents,"

"Not- not accidents?"

"No, we have determined in our investigation... that these were not accidents,"

"Ohh goodness..."

"And we have determined they are likely the work... of a serial killer."

"oh... I see..." I nodded, "What... does that have to do with... our conversation today?"

"It is very obvious the body's damage was caused by someone with... medical knowledge."

"Are you implying-"

"I am not implying anything doctor Dawkins," he said, "Merely asking questions,"

"Yes.. of course,"

"You wouldn't happen to have noticed any medical equipment going missing of late?"

"No, no, nothing of note."

"I see... you and Doctor Sneed are our two residents? there isn't another doctor lingering about?"

"No, Myself, Doctor Sneed and Prof. That's all," I explained,

"I see," He made a note, "Have you noticed any other changes in staff?"

"Ohh uhhh a couple of nurses retired last month and we brought in replacements,"

"Well, nothing to worry about there then. Would you be able to tell me where you were on the evening of the 17th?"

"Here." I answered, "Caring for my patients," I lied even though I was defiantly not here, I think on the 17th I was either down the cat and bagpipes stealing Darius' watch or possibly across town stealing Mrs Asterlynn's diamond necklace,

"Yes... and various nurses and patients could collaborate on that,"

"Uhhh..." I scrambled, "Unfortunately the patients from then have all passed on,"

"Pity, your nurses then?" he asked, "I'm sure one of your nurses would be able to confirm your presence that evening,"

"Hetty, my head nurse would yes." I nodded hoping to god he wouldn't call my bluff because she was currently mad at me and I got the feeling she was at the right level of throwing me under the carriage mad,

"I see... you're head nurse," He chuckled, "any others know you were here?"

"...ughhh... Yes." I lied, "The uhhh the new nurse." I said, as it suddenly hit me that the new nurse who works down in the morgue with Tim, the little one, always has pigtails, she had a day off on the 17th so she wouldn't know I wasn't here, "yes, the new nurse, she was at my side helping me all night, I was showing her the hospital and such,"

"I see, you don't mind I ask her of course. For the records."

"...No, no of course not," I lied,

"Good take me to her then," He said as he got up,

I nodded and led him down the corridor trying to think of what the hell I was gonna do, why did I say that, why didn't I have a plan, what nurse could stand me enough not to get me hung, I couldn't ask hetty she's mad, and I already called her my head nurse so he's met her before... I saw the new nurse, the one who had the day so coming up from the morgue in her usual nurse's dress, with her hair in sweet pigtail braids, well I hope to god she plays along. "Nurse," I spoke up as I don't know her name yet...

She stopped and seemed puzzled as to why I was talking to her, "Yes Doctor Dawkins?"

"Captain Gaines just wanted a word with you," I said, "About the 17th, when we were working... on the ward... together... all night..."

She looked at Captain Gaines and then at me for a second seeming confused, "I'm sorry the 17th?"

"Yes, you know nurse when you and I were working on the ward together all night, and I showed you around, we cared for patients, did some paperwork..." I lied giving her a rather pleading look almost begging her to play along,

"Oh, yes the 17th. of course." She nodded and I relaxed, "Yes of course what did you wish to ask me about Captain?"

"You can confirm Doctor Dawkins was here in the hospital that night?"

She glanced at me and we shared a look, "Yes I can,"

"Really?"

"Yes Captain I swear on my life," she said putting her hand to her chest, "Doctor Dawkins was ever so kind to me, I only just started and he took the time that evening to give me a tour and run me through some procedures. Letting me shadow him for the evening,"

"And he didn't leave your sight all evening?"

"No Captain, we worked on the patients together until dawn," She smiled,

"Yes we did, yes... never left my sight did you?" I asked,

"No, absolutely not," She smiled,

"And would there be other nurses that could confirm this?" He asked,

Ohh shit- "Ughhh well..."

"Well unfortunately," she said, "Most of our lovely nurses had already taken to bed given such a busy day, the few who were still working, I am sorry Captain but we were so busy popping around the hospital we don't recall any names of nurses still awake and I doubt they would remember us was given how short a time we were in one place,"

"Right," he made his notes,

Hum... damn she's good, I glanced over at her and she gave me an innocent little smile,

"I see, it's interesting who you two were working all evening, together, and yet not a single other nurse or patient can confirm such information,"

"Well, admittedly a lot of our work was... down in the morgue." I lied,

"Yes, down in the morgue popping up for other business of course," she smiled,

"So you were alone, in the morgue together?" he asked,

"Yes..." I nodded,

"And what work were you doing, exactly? For the records?"

"I believe that is our business Captain," she smiled her hands slipping around my arm,

I looked down at her a little confused about what she was doing but as she laid her head on my shoulder it clicked... oohhh... she's going that angle with it... smart. Certainly explains us being alone together.

"I see. Thank you. Any other questions I'll be sure to ask," He nodded folding up his notebook and heading away,

As soon as he was gone I let out a sigh, "Thank you, nurse,"

"You're welcome," she smiled, "Figured you were in a spot of bother,"

"Yeah think I was for a second..." I sighed,

"What did he want?"

"I think... he thinks I have something to do with the deaths in town,"

"I see... do you?"

"No! Of course not!" I protested, "I was just out doing... other business,"

"Understandable then," she nodded,

"What about you?"

"Humm?"

"You were gone then?"

"I was,"

"Do you... have anything to do with his?"

"Doctor Dawkins how are you insinuating such a thing," she faked protested, "No no, I had... other business too,"

"I see," I nodded, "You uhh you don't have to hold my arm anymore you know,"

"I know," she shrugged, "you're kinda comfy,"

"ohhh ughh thanks," I blushed a little, "you uhhh you're... kinda cute."

"Thank you," she giggled, "Well if you need a cover story again, you know where to find me, Doctor Dawkins," she smiled as she tapped my arm and headed off down the hall,

"Ughh yeah, wait! Ughh what's your name again?"

"Y/n!" She yelled back before turning the corner,

"Hu... Nurse Y/n," I smiled a little before I headed up to my room.

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pinkanonwrites · 2 years

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👁👀🔍💛❤ for jack howl plz

👁 What’s their favorite part of their s/o?

Your hands. Whether they're work-worn and calloused or gentle and dainty, Jack adores the feeling of your palm against his, the way you absentmindedly lace your fingers together. It grounds him, keeps him connected tight to you even when his emotions are getting the better of him.

👀 Are they protective?

This is Jack Howl, staunch defender of literally anyone and everyone's honor when he feels that someone is being wronged, you can absolutely bet he's protective of you. Sometimes it can get a little bit annoying, honestly, the way he's always trying to do things for you, and you may even have to put your foot down with him on occasion. But he doesn't do it because he thinks you're weak, or can't handle yourself. He does it because protecting those he loves is the easiest way for him to show how much he cares.

🔍 Do they ask for advice or just deal with their crush on their own?

He's adamant about handling it on his own time and of his own accord, but he's also so painfully obvious that his fellow first-years and his senpai Ruggie are quick to catch on. He'll never say it out loud, but he really does appreciate their advice.

💛 Do they drop hints that they like someone and what are they?

Oh, absolutely not. You may be able to catch on when he's suddenly more stuttery or helpful, and doesn't admonish you so much for being 'needy' or 'annoying' (he's still a tsundere after all, so these don't completely go away.) But he's definitely not consciously dropping any hints or acting any different. In fact, he's desperately trying to act like nothing's changed while he figures himself out.

🖤 Do they enjoy loving or being loved?

He loves being loved so much he almost can't handle it. It's embarrassing, it makes him stutter and fluster and blush up to his ears even though he just can't stop his tail from wagging. But just knowing that you love him, you care about him, you're thinking of him even when he isn't there... He never wants you to stop.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst imagines #jack howl #jack x reader #jack imagines #my writing #anon #emoji event

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twistyprefect · 1 year

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MMM: (H) Care of Magical Creatures

"I think I have Care of Magical Creatures." They said, showing the timetable with the abbreviation to the table. Sebek grinned, as did one of the younger students they'd yet to meet.

"Me too! I love all the cool creatures." The small student said, grinning at the prefect. They smiled and gave him a wave back before turning back to their breakfast. He introduced himself as Ortho Shroud, a third year excited to finally get to do some elective courses. Ruggie mentioned that he was also taking CoMC, making the prefect smile wider. The other Hufflepuffs kept eating and chatting, preparing for the upcoming class. They glanced at Silver, who had mentioned his Arithmancy class which earned some teasing from Sebek. Silver rolled his eyes before tossing an orange at Sebek who dodged it and mocked Silver. The prefect smiled at their newfound friends, hopeful for their future in the house of the badgers.

The group headed down to the forest edge, where Professor Serephim was waiting for them. She smiled and introduced herself, telling the students to sit in groups and wait for the rest of their class. The prefect smiled as they say with their fellow Hufflepuffs, joined shortly by their other friends as some Gryffindors reached the groups.

"Ruggie! Didn't see you all summer!" Ace said, tossing an extra quill at the upperclassman. The Hufflepuff rolled his eyes and snatched up the quill.

"None of your business." He said, grinning at the ginger. Before Ace could retort, the professor clapped to call everyone to attention, splitting everyone into groups to meet some of the creatures they'd be working with that semester. Everyone eagerly gathered into groups, cooing over and petting the animals.

Ace and Deuce both wanted to work with the Fire Crab, while Jack and Ruggie seemed to be vying for the Hippogriff. Sebek seemed interested in the Glow Bug. The prefect was surprised to see so few students looking at the Bowtrickle, only Ortho walking over to the green creature. The prefect considered their options for a moment before deciding on their creature and partner, heading to...

[what creature and which student do you want to work with?]

...the Fire Crab with Ace.

...the Fire Crab with Deuce.

...the Hippogriff with Jack.

...the Hippogriff with Ruggie.

...the Glow Bug with Sebek.

...the Bowtrickle with Ortho.

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thoutisashark · 2 months

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Accidental Courtship :3

Accidental courtship

ft: Savanaclaw, Octavinella

cw: possible minor spelling errors (blame the dyslexia), established relationship, swearing, implied fem reader

Penguins have this adorable courtship ritual where the male gives the female a smooth pebble, if the female is impressed by the pebble she accepts the gift and mates with the male

I know that jade, Floyd, and Azul aren't penguins, but i thought it would be so cute if their s/o gave them a pebble and basically proposed but not knowing what it meant.

And for the beast-men (Leona, Jack, Ruggie) i thought it would be cute if there was a special beast-men way of courtship, I couldn't think of anything though, but then i remembered that for a lot of mammals (and animals in general) grooming is a form of bonding, so what if licking was a form of courtship?!?!

ENJOY

Savanaclaw

Leona: he awoke from his nap when he felt a pair of hands running through his hair, he sniffed the air, realizing it was just his s/o he closed his eyes once again, surrendering to the comforting feeling of your hands, he hated to admit it but he loved when you played with his hair, it was something he looked forward to and expected. what he didn't expect however was the sudden wet feeling that graced his cheek his eyes shot open and his head snapped in your direction

"so soon? at least wait till we graduate"

your so confused, he realizes that you probably dont know what you just did

"for beast-men, your lick was you asking me to marry you you dumb herbivore"

he wont admit it but his heart was pounding in his chest

Jack: he had finished his classes for the day and was walking around the campus grounds, when he spotted you his tail started to wag a bit, he attempted to stop, annoyed that he was giving away how he felt. he walked over to you, he wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him you smiled up at him, kissing his cheek, he smiled at you and walked with you to the ramshackle dorm, you guys sat in the guest room you had been working on you had been pretty bored all day and wanted to do something to make you laugh, why not lick your boyfriend see what his silly reaction would be, little did you know the implications behind this supposedly innocent action. as soon as your tongue brushed his cheek he was off to sofa and staring at you in shock, he moved so fast that your tongue was still hanging out of you mouth

"i-im not ready"

his voice was shaky and his tail was wagging at a super sonic spread

"i mean you need to meet my parents and my siblings, and i dont have any money, i mean were still in high school, marriage is a very large leap"

you were so fucking confused Marriage? when you asked what he was talking about he looked at you confused

"you licked me... you want to marry me...right?"

you blushed and told him that in your world its just a weird thing to do. he sighed in

"so no marriage then, good, i love you but im not ready for that yet... try again in a few years"

he winked, his tail giving away his feelings

Ruggie: you had gotten some powdered donuts from Sam's store earlier and you were super excited to eat them, you rushed to your dorm hoping to avoid the food thief you called a boyfriend but it was useless, he could probly smell them from 3 miles away, he saw you running smelt the sweet scent of donuts and took off after you, he caught up quickly, snatching the box from you hands

"watcha got here shihihi"

he held the box out of your reach and took a donut out, he quickly shoved it into his mouth as you pouted, you loved him to death but god was he annoying sometimes you noticed how he had gotten some of the powdered sugar on his nose and an idea of revenge sprung into your mind, you grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to you

"you gonna kiss me~" he teased you, he wrapped an arm around you resting a hand on the small of your back while his other held the donut box.

you licked his nose, he tensed up, his eyes widened and he stumbled back almost falling over

"i-i dont- i mean-" he turned around, he grabbed his ears and pressed them down, trying to calm himself down, he had never felt so flustered before, but could you blame him? his s/o just asked for his hand in marriage "i accept but... so soon?"

you looked at him confused, he took a moment, realizing that what is a marriage proposal for beast-men might not be the same for humans, but everyone was aware of the tradition, then it clicked, you weren't from here, you had no idea what you had just done. his blush was still there, and to be honest he was dissipated, he licked you cheek "that is a proposal for marriage" he admits, looking away embarrassed, he shoved the donut box back into your hands and quickly walked away mumbling a quick "i love you" his tail was small, but it was wagging as he zoomed away from you.

Octavinelle (penguin esc courtship)

Floyd: he hated working at the cafe, it was so boring, why would he work when he could be with his little shrimpy? he found you outside of the ramshackle dorm, you were on your hands and knees digging round a pile of rocks

"shrimpy~" he lifted you up and hugged you from behind "what are you doing?"

he asked, examining the rocks you held in your hands, you didn't answer, instead you picked on of the rocks you had and handed it to him, it was smooth, and had a faint blue undertone to it, he squealed and snatched it out of your hand, he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you till you felt like you were about to burst, he kissed you passionately before skipping off to tell his brother and Azul, you just stood there, confused as to why your boyfriend was so happy about the rock you gave him, i mean sure it was cool but was it that exciting for him? a couple hours later there was a knock on the door to the ramshackle dorm, you opened the door and say Floyd standing there frowning slightly

"do you know what a rock means"

you shook your head and you swear it looked like he was about to cry

"so you weren't asking me to marry you?"

you shook your head again, now understanding why he was so upset, you hugged him and kissed his cheek promising him to marry him one day, as soon as he heard that he was happy again, hugging and squeezing you all night long.

Jade: he was observing the mushroom he was growing, they had a strange mutation that he hadn't seen before and was eager to study, he was writing down the differences and comparing them to known mutations when suddenly you burst into his room clenching something in your hand, he turned to you smiling at you, he closed his mushroom guide and walked over to you, kissing your forehead and ruffling your hair, you hold out your hand and show a small smooth rock to him, he blushed, hugging you tightly

"are you aware of what your asking me?" he asked, his voice shacking lightly as he hugged you tighter, part of him wished you meant what mer-people mean when they give rocks, but he knows you arent used to the tradtions and culture in this world

he pulled away slightly and when he saw your confused face he smiled sadly "in merfolk culture you asked me to marry you" he chuckled as you blushed "i want to be the one to give you the rock dear" he mumbled into your hair he pulled away caressing your face before picking you up and taking you to the couch to cuddle.

Azul: he was in his office doing paper work and for the cafe, he was stressed, his hand was starting to cramp from the amout of writing he had been doing. the door to his office opened and you entered, his eyes lit up as he say you, your presence always made him feel better.

"hello my love"

he smiled at you softly, he open his arms for a hug and you wasted no time crawling into his lap and hugging him tightly, he kissed your shoulder, you reached into your pocket and handed him a pretty rock you had found earlier, his faced flushed with a blush

"m-my love? i- i mean y-yes ill marry you, but at least meat my family first, do you have a venue in mind? a dress? i can help you look- wait your not proposing? oh... you dont know do you"

as disappointed as he was that he wasn't going to marry you he chuckled and laughed

"my beloved your little rock was a proposal of marriage"

he smirked at you, watching as you face as you realized what you had done, he kissed you shoulder and cheek again

"just know love.... i will say yes, i will always say yes to you"

a couple days later when you walk into his office you she the rock you gave him on the shelf behind his desk, it was in a glass container, when you asked Azul all he said was

"its special to me, i wish to keep it forever"

End notes:

i had no idea what to do for leona and i think its pretty obvious, but i had fun writing this! its my first time writing for twst characters and i think i did ok... i hope

I am accepting requests :)

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