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Percabeth Origins
#oh my god I'm so excited to see there friendship grow#percabeth#percy jackson spoilers#percy jackson#pjo tv#pjo#percy jackon and the olympians#annabeth chase#percy jackson series
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A New "Friendship" has Born
Kim Mingyu x Male Reader
cw: idol au, top mingyu, reader is in an idol group, size difference kink, manhandling, full nelson, fingering, strength kink, semi-public sex, cum swallowing, gaping hole, rimjob.
an: i'm struggling with titles 😭
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during the whole award show some kind of a strong sexual tension could be felt between yn and mingyu, stares between them. the groups they belong to, sitting just a few seats apart. when mingyu performed yn was stupefied seeing his huge, muscular arms and how his chest bounced every time he jumped ‘he's so tall and big.. fuck’ thought yn biting his lips to prevent a moan to come out of them.
then it was time for yn's group to perform and it didn't go unnoticed by mingyu, every time yn looked directly at the camera, mingyu got excited, seeing the sweat drops falling down his face and his little frame… so perfect to snake his arms around him and fuck him dumb, thought mingyu.
“hey.. you're performance was awesome” mingyu complimented the smaller one, “oh thank you thank you” a flustered yn responded “yours was perfect too, mingyu extended his hand “nice to meet you mingyu”, yn also extended his hand to shake mingyu's, the latter realizing that his was much bigger than yn's further increasing his desire to take him right there and wreck his ass in front of everyone, “nice to meet you too i'm yn”, making eye contact after saying that.
all of a sudden they were in the bathroom, with mingyu's fat cock drilling into yn's ass, his eyes rolling feeling the stretch caused by it while mingyu covered his mouth with his hand so no one can hear him moan “so fucking tight” murmured mingyu, “shit i can't with this.. you're so big” cried yn, tears falling down his cheeks. “already begging me to stop but i'm not even halfway in, c'mon you can handle it all” with a last thrust all his cock was now buried inside the other, balls deep “you looked so hot on stage and so sexy that my cock got hard for it… now take responsibility” mingyu groaned starting to thrust like a beast not stopping until that hole is gaping and full of his seed.
mingyu stopped his thrust when the door opened, someone had entered the bathroom so they couldn't make noise, however, yn felt the other's cock growing even more inside him. a tiny muffled moan escaped the bottom's mouth but it seems than the other person didn't hear it and left the bathroom right away. “you were gripping my dick so hard i almost came. something tells me you like the idea of being caught, right?”. yn shook his head in a no motion, but mingyu grabbed him by the legs and left the bathroom, carrying him still with his cock inside the other's ass. "what the hell are you doing, they're going to see us here?" a worried yn cried and tried to free himself from the other's grip. "that's the idea” laughed the tallest.
the next half hour mingyu fucked yn in a full nelson alterning between his cock and his fingers to insert in the already gaped hole “it's too much” moaned the small one.
“pretty little sluts like you can take this and more so stop being annoying”, growls and degrading words escape mingyu's mouth due to the pleasure that yn's hole gave him. mingyu then puts down yn on the counter and fold him to appreciate the messy masterpiece he made, yn's gaping hole clenching on nothing “look is asking for more cock” mingyu mocks spitting on it “but i'm gonna give it more than that”. yn found himself moaning feeling the intruding tongue exploring his insides and covering them with saliva. “oh my god… this is so fucking good” screamed yn, at this point he doesn't care if anyone caught them he just wants mingyu to ruin him even more.
in the next minutes mingyu's tongue and cock were abusing yn's hole, eating him out during some seconds and then resuming the fucking “the mix of your juices and my cock's taste so delicious ynnie, i can't stop sucking this perfect ass” he says slapping it right after.
“fuck i'm gonna cum where do you want it?” mentions mingyu, his thrusts getting sloppier. “inside please put it sll inside meee” begged yn “i promise i'm not gonna waste any drop” his words going straight to mingyu's meat. “woah are you that desperate for my cum?” he laughs “then take it cumwhore” with one last powerful thrust he filled yn up with his load.
yn felt so full with the big piece of meat inside him throbbing while spurting the thick cum, “yeah there you go” growled mingyu letting himself fall on top if yn trying to regain forces “that was hot.. you're so hot” the taller sighed then laughing along with yn who replied “you're hotter”...
since that day a very strong friendship was born between both idols.
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Secret crush
Y/N: 6 years old
Wanda: 30 years old
Natasha: 32 years old
Story: Wanda comes back from Sokovia after 2 years…
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NO ONE'S POV
Natasha and Wanda have known each other since their college years. They became best friends almost immediately, but in reality both have way deeper feelings for each other. They're just scared it could ruin their friendship which none of them wants.
Their feelings only grew deeper when Natasha's parents died and she had to take care of her youngest sister. Yelena was 22 back then, already having her own apartment and running her own coffee shop, so the blonde didn't need as much care as the newborn sister. Wanda was there, helping the two sisters with everything, especially with the newborn baby which only made the feelings between Wanda and Natasha stronger.
However, the past two years Wanda spent in Sokovia. Her parents had some troubles with health, but both are good now, so Wanda's moving back, ready to go back to work.
Y/N's been super excited to see Wanda again. She's been asking Natasha about her almost every day and even called her from Natasha's phone if Natasha allowed it.
"Y/N, is the fort gone like I asked you too?!" Natasha calls from the kitchen. Y/N's been playing the whole afternoon, but Wanda should be here soon, so she had to clean her fort up.
Y/N runs to the kitchen where Natasha's cooking the dinner. She hugs the redhead's legs tightly on which Natasha looks down with a smile, running her fingers through Y/N's hair.
"Is the fort gone?" The redhead asks with a smile, raising her eyebrow.
"All cleaned, Natty" Y/N smiles back, lifting her arms up for Natasha who smiles, lifting her little sister up and sitting her onto her hip.
"Wanda should be here in any minute, so I expect you to be on your best behavior, okay?" Natasha says, giving Y/N her stern look.
"Natty, I'm always good" Y/N pouts, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Sure you are, детка" The redhead chuckles and kisses Y/N's pout away which makes the little one giggle and cuddle up to her big sister just in the moment the doorbell rings. "That must be Wanda. Can you go to open the door, honey?" The older woman smiles and stands her sister on the ground. (baby)
Y/N smiles, nodding her head and running to open the door. As soon as the door swings open, Wanda smiles widely at the little girl she missed so much.
"Oh my god, hi, Y/N/N" Wanda smiles even more, bending down to Y/N's level. "You're so big. Who allowed my little monkey to grow up when I wasn't here?" Wanda raises an eyebrow, booping Y/N's nose which makes the little one giggle and blush. "Will Wanda get a hug?" She smiles, opening her arms for Y/N. The little girl immediately smiles, wrapping her arms around Wanda's neck. The brunette lifts Y/N up, spreading kisses all over the little face, making Y/N laugh.
"Stooop" Y/N laughs out, trying to push Wanda's face away with her tiny hands.
"Not until you tell me how much you missed me" Wanda teases, continuing the kissing attack.
"This much!" Y/N immediately gestures with her arms, opening them as much as she can.
"I missed you more" Wanda smiles, rubbing the tip of her nose against Y/N's. The little monkey smiles, cuddling up to the brunette who presses a kiss to her head, rubbing Y/N's little back with her hand.
Wanda manages to take off her shoes without putting Y/N on the ground, leaving her suitcase on the hallway as she's staying at Natasha's house for a while, and walks towards the kitchen.
"Now I would like to know… Was Natasha nice to you while I wasn't here?" Wanda teases as she steps into the kitchen, Natasha turning around with a smile on her face.
"No" Y/N giggles, lifting her head up and looking at her sister. Natasha gasps, putting her hand on her chest and playing offended.
"You cheeky little monkey" Natasha chuckles, tickling Y/N which makes the girl laugh and scream for help.
"Nope. Not my little monkey" Wanda smirks, pushing Natasha's hands away. Wanda kisses Y/N's forehead before standing her on the ground. She pulls Natasha into a tight hug. Y/N not wanting to stay behind, she hugs the two women's legs, joining their hug that way.
"Hey" Wanda smiles at Natasha as they pull away.
"Hey" Natasha smiles back, staring into Wanda's eyes that she missed that much.
"Natty, Y/N's hungry" Y/N says, tugging on Natasha's sleeve. Natasha smiles in response, lifting her sister up.
"We should do something about it then" Natasha pokes Y/N's little tummy which causes another laugh from the tiny girl.
The three of them take a seat at the table and Natasha serves them the food she prepared. Y/N gets into eating straight away, mumbling to Wanda about everything that comes into her little mind.
The time flies fast and it's Y/N's bedtime already. Y/N runs back into the living room after her teeth are brushed, showing Natasha how well she brushed them.
"Can Wanda tuck me in please?" Y/N asks, looking at her sister and then at Wanda with her puppy eyes.
"Of course, sweetheart" Wanda smiles, sitting Y/N on her lap.
"You don't have to, Wands. She's been clinging to you ever since you came here and I bet you're tired after the way" Natasha smiles.
"Nat, it's fine. You know how much I love this little monkey. I'll be happy to put her to sleep" Wanda smiles, tickling Y/N's tummy, earning giggles from the little girl. "Okay. Say night night" Wanda stands up with Y/N in her arms.
"Ni-night, Natty" Y/N waves to her sister, pouting her lips for a kiss afterwards. Natasha stands up with a smile and gives Y/N a kiss.
"Sweet dreams, детка. I love you" Natasha smiles, pressing a kiss to her sister's forehead. (baby)
"I love you too, Natty" Y/N smiles, snuggling up to Wanda tiredly.
Wanda walks to Natasha's bedroom as Y/N insisted on sleeping there tonight while Natasha makes her way over to the kitchen to clean that place up. Wanda places Y/N on the bed, laying down next to her and the little girl immediately cuddles up to her.
"Will you go on that dinner with Natty?" Y/N asks, staring up at Wanda with her big green eyes and twirling her finger around a strand of Wanda's hair.
"Natty wants to take me out on a dinner?" Wanda asks curiously, hoping it's not just one of Y/N's imaginations.
"Natty told Yelena that she wants to take you out on a dinner, so Lena has to watch me" Y/N answers before laying her head down in Wanda's chest and letting out a yawn.
Wanda hums in response, a smile forming on her face. She'll definitely have a talk with Natasha after Y/N falls asleep
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Please I'm begging with everything I've got in me! Is there a possibility that you might feel inspired enough to make a 2nd part of your most recent gojo fic? 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
I accidentally already wrote part three (it’s posted lol) without writing part two so ohemg let me do that rn bb🫶
“I’m saying it would be beneficial for both of us.” Gojo continues with his proposal like it’s the most casual thing he could ask.
Having just choked on your glass of wine and dabbing at your face with a napkin, you look at him like he’s lost his damn mind. He probably has, he’s somehow grinning at you as you try to regain your composure and hide your blush.
“So wait, let me get this straight. You asked me to dinner because you wanted to start a friends-with-benefits relationship with me? Oh my god…” You shake your head and look nowhere, enveloped in sinful thoughts.
“I promise you’d like it.” Gojo says with a mischievous smirk and a quirk of his head.
“It’s not whether or not i’ll like it that I’m concerned about, Satoru-” You start with furrowed eyebrows.
“-God, I love how you say my name-” He interjects happily.
“-it’s how this could change our workspace, and our friendship.”
He sips his wine carelessly. “We’ve kissed before, what’s the big deal?”
If your jaw could drop any more at his audacity, it did.
“The big deal is that we’d be fucking! I don’t know if I want to be fucking you, -thank you-when did you have this idea anyway?” You rush out your words, thankful when the waiter sets down your meals and walks off. You have a good distraction now so you can avoid his excited eyes.
“Darling, everybody wants to be fucking me.”You roll your eyes, “And four days ago, at that party. You looked so pent up when I kissed you, and I know for a fact you didn’t go home with anyone that night. Admit it, you’re not getting any action. You need this as much as I do.”
You take a bite of your chicken parm, groaning at the amazing taste. You mull over his words and wash down the nibble with a gulp of your wine. He waits with a guise of nonchalance while anxiety chips at his heart.
“Why would you need this? You can get with any other girl at any time, you don’t need me.”
Gojo shrugs and swallows his rising feelings of jealousy when he remembers seeing another man touch you at that party. “Convenience. It’s easier to just be able to call you when I need a fuck rather than go out and work for it.”
You snort, “You’d still be working for it with me, Toru.”
He raises his eyebrows and asks after a moment, “So, what do you think? I think it’s a good idea.”
“Of course you think it’s a good idea,” You jab your fork at him, one cheek stuffed with food, “It’s your idea!”
You pause and make a face “Honestly, I don’t know. What if it ruins what we have?”
Gojo had thought about that before proposing his idea to you and decided it would be worth it. Anything would be worth it if he could hold you.
“It won’t. It won’t, I promise.” He leans in on that, kindness in his eyes even as he smiles proudly.
“Okay.” You throw the rest of your wine down your throat, “Let’s do it.”
Gojo’s smile takes over his face fully and he cheers, clinking his glass to your empty one. You enjoy the rest of your meals with easy chatter about work and your private lives, even with the heavy air hanging over the table.
Once finished, he pays the bill for both of you, despite your insistence you can afford it.
When you wander out to the front of the restaurant and face each other, he stops you from leaving. With your hands tucked in your pockets and a look of Hurry it up, I’m cold, you listen to him.
“We could start now. Right now. Go back to my place, have another bottle?”
“I’d be properly wasted then. Are you trying to get me wasted?”
His smirk grows, “I wouldn’t mind seeing that”
You chuckle and step closer, “Okay. Let’s see this dick that’s all the rage. It better live up to the rumors.”
As Gojo watches you walk towards where his car is parked and feels his heart beat faster, he pretends he doesn’t notice his helpless longing for you. It’s just excitement to get another girl i his bed, that always gets him excited.
You’re nothing special. Nothing at all, he tells himself as he opens the door for you, “My dick has it’s own rumors? Pray tell.”
to be continued -> part three
#oph.quickies#satoru gojo x reader#gojo x reader#satoru x reader#gojo x reader angst#gojo satoru#satoru#satoru gojo angst#gojo satoru x reader smut#jjk x reader#jjk angst#jjk x reader angst#satoru gojo x reader angst#gojo saturo x reader
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Intimidated
word count: 6,800
pairing: spencer reid x reader (romantic) / penelope garcia x reader (platonic)
reader's pronouns: she/her
warnings: none that I can think of
summary: you end up on the very same team as the person you looked up to all throughout school and your friend, Penelope, is there to help you talk to him
author's note: I have one word: FINALLY! I am so sorry this fic took me 2 months to write. I was dealing with some serious writer's block and personal life things. Then, tickletober came around and I was doing that too, so I just had so many things to do and not enough time to do it. But it's here and and I'm pretty happy with it. thank you anon for the prompt! Hope you enjoy!
You’d almost collapsed when Penelope had given you the news. You were in your kitchen making breakfast when your perky-voiced friend called you.
“HE SAID YES!” Garcia shouted through the speaker before you even had the chance to say hello. You pulled the phone away from your ear, wincing at the volume of her voice.
“Alright, first of all, it’s 8 o’clock in the morning. How are you that excited at 8 o’clock in the morning? And secondly, you’re gonna have to elaborate - my brain doesn’t work before I’ve had coffee,” You explained, placing the cellphone in between your head and shoulder as you flipped your eggs.
“Hotch! He said yes!”
You lifted your breakfast out of the pan and onto your plate. “…To what?”
Penelope giggled through a sigh. “To you being my assistant. He’s giving you the job!”
You set your glass plate down with a clunk onto the kitchen counter, steadying yourself before your knees buckled beneath you. Quickly, you yanked your phone from in between your ear and shoulder, placing Garcia on speaker.
“You’re kidding!”
“Oh-ho, I would not kid about this, my friend. You and I are about to become the nation’s greatest technical analysts.”
You smiled at that. “I’m pretty sure you already had that title before I got the job,” You jested, pacing the room just to have something to do. “God, I can’t believe he said yes! I-I’m just someone who works in IT, like, what makes me so special?”
“He probably thinks you’re good for me or something. Someone to reel me in when I become too much, but little does Mr. Boss Man know that I’m the one corrupting you.”
Silence overcame the two of you for a moment. You had to think about everything that had led up to this moment. Your perseverance through school and the program. The budding friendship between you and Penelope after a run in at the coffee cart. It seemed surreal how the stars aligned perfectly for this to happen.
“And…” Penelope drawled out after you’d been too quiet for too long, “…because you’re smart and deserve this job. The title may be assistant, but you’ll be treated as my equal.”
“Ha, that’ll be the day,” You let out a deft chuckle, reaching for your phone and plate to finally sit at your kitchen table. “I’m just thankful enough Hotch sees me as valuable enough to help you—help them catch criminals.”
“You’ve always been worthy enough. Your talents have just been wasted in fixing computers rather than helping me hack them.”
You kindly thanked her for the exciting news, telling her you could wait to start. A few days later, you found yourself walking into the infamous bullpen with Penelope by your side. You’d been in there only once before—having to fix an Agent’s computer—but the BAU had been gone on a case, so it was mostly empty when you were there.
The first thing you notice was how noisy it was. It definitely hadn’t been what you were expecting. For some reason, you thought the room would be filled with silence—only the clacking of keyboards and filing away papers to be heard.
No, the bullpen was rambunctious. Agents were having normal conversations. A laugh or two could be heard from the corner. It seemed out of character for a bunch of FBI agents.
Taking a deep breath, you prepared yourself for your introduction. You’d always been shy growing up and even as you got older, meeting new people never became easier. Not until you met Penelope. She had this way of helping you open up, so you supposed meeting her friends would be no different.
“Relax, they’ll love you,” Garcia muttered under her breath just loud enough for you to hear. You hummed a quiet, “Mhm,” back in response, plastering on a sweet smile as you walked up to a couple of other women.
“Emily! JJ! This is Y/N. She’ll be joining the team as my co-analyst,” Penelope gestured to you as you shot your hand out to shake their hands.
“Uh, assistant, actually. I wouldn’t put myself on her level quite yet,” You corrected, smiling shyly. Emily firmly took your hand into hers as you finished with JJ, giving you a bright and toothy grin back.
“Well, I’m sure you’re a genius if you were hired for that job,” She said.
“Seriously!” Penelope nudged your shoulder. “It’s not like I’m asking you to fetch me coffee. I told you that we’re equals.”
“Having two Garcia’s might mean we can catch the killers faster. I like it,” JJ chimed in, raising her cup of coffee to you. “Glad to have you joining us.”
“Aw, a party? And no one invited me?” A gruff voice sounded from behind the group. The four of you spun around to put a face to the voice. He had a smug smirk gracing his features as he stood with his arms out to his sides. “To think I was starting to feel at home around here.”
“Shut it, newbie,” Garcia shot back. You knew exactly who it was without her having to introduce him to you. Garcia often spent late nights on the phone with you, rambling on about something annoying this so-called ‘newbie’ had done or said. You smirked, holding out your hand.
“Ah, so this is the infamous newbie,” You drawled out. “I’ve heard quite a bit about you. Everything accept your actual name.”
You caught Penelope rolling her eyes, causing a small snicker to come from your lips.
“All good things, I hope. Luke Alvez.”
“Y/N,” You responded. “And no, according to this one over here, you’re… wait, how did you put it?” You turned to Penelope, feigning forgetfulness. “Oh, yeah! You have a way of making her coffee taste bitter just by opening your mouth.”
Giggles from Emily and JJ came from behind you as Garcia scoffed. “Half of what comes out of his mouth is unnecessary, anyway.”
Luke brought a hand to his chest and groaned. “Ooh, words hurt, Garcia.”
The entire group laughed, sans Penelope, who only rolled her eyes for the second time. You knew better than to think she didn’t like him even a little bit. She talked about him too much not to.
As the 5 of you conversed about your new role with the team, your attention was caught by a tall, scrawny man making his way through the glass doors. You knew exactly who he was and since Garcia had spoken to you about this job, you’d been nervous to meet him.
Spencer Reid had been someone you admired for years—work-wise. His thesis was exceptional and carried you through school and all the way to this program. He was basically the entire reason you started working at Quantico.
Now, as your gaze fell to his face and his physique, maybe your longing to meet him had more to do with your admiration for his talented brain. His light-brown hair was tussled, but still neat, and he walked with poise over to where everyone was standing and chatting.
He locked eyes with you, the slightest smile tugging at his lips, which in turn caused your cheeks to tinge pink. Your eyes averted to floor just as he joined the group.
“Ooh! Spencer!” Penelope shouted with a bit too much excitement for 8 in the morning. She stepped aside to make room for him and nodded to you. “This is Y/N. She’s—”
“Your co-analyst, yeah. Hotch mentioned that yesterday,” Spencer interrupted. His knowledge of you came as a shock, your head snapping up to look at him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
You knew about his unwillingness to shake hands—completely valid, you thought—and shyly waved at him. “You, as well.”
“Okay, okay, wait! You have to tell us how you and Garcia met and became friends,” Emily said excitingly as she gripped your shoulder, bringing your attention back to the whole group. You begrudgingly ripped your eyes away from Spencer as you retold the story of how you spilled boiling hot coffee all over Penelope, laughing as everyone chimed in with their own tales of misfortune with her.
Every once in a while, your eyes would flit over to Spencer, taking in his sculpted jawline and the way he chuckled at a few of the comments. By the fourth or fifth time you glanced over, you noticed that he was looking at you, too. Again, you blushed as you made eye contact and again, you looked away immediately.
By then, your mind had started reeling. Did he think you were weird for staring? Did he think you dressed funny? Was he looking at you because he caught you staring at him first or did he gaze over by his own accord?
Too many possibilities and none of them satisfied you. You figured the only way to get you out of your head for the moment was to completely evacuate the situation.
Just as JJ finished her recounting of a story, you spoke up. “Well, it was so nice to meet you all and I can’t wait to work alongside you, but I need to speak to Agent Hotchner,” You smiled at the group right before turning to Garcia. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
As you shuffled away, you let out a deep sigh of relief. You’d barely realized you had been holding your breath back there, but standing next to someone you admired for years and who was now your coworker was life-altering.
You were going to have to learn how to be normal around him eventually, but it was going to take time. A lot of time.
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A week had come and gone since your first day, a sense of pride coursing through your veins knowing that you assisted Penelope and the team in arresting a murderous tyrant in Austin, Texas. It was a high you were still riding on; you ultimately being the one to tell the team where the killer had been residing.
Everyone congratulated you once they got back and officially welcomed you to the BAU. Even Hotch shook your hand, telling you how extraordinary you did under pressure.
Spencer waltzed through the glass doors behind the rest of them, smiling at you slightly as you locked eyes.
“That was impressive for your first case,” He stated matter-of-factly. “You’re very talented.” He stopped directly in front of you and your entire being froze.
His height, among many other things, was flustering. You peered up at him, face on fire at his words of affirmation, and immediately refocused your gaze back to your hands.
“Oh, uh, thank you,” You replied back through a volume not too much louder than a whisper. Spencer took notice of your shyness, knowing that he had a similar issue, and left it at that. He walked by you without another word.
Once he was out of your line of sight, you felt this odd sense of remorse. Remorse for the conversation that could have been had you not completely shut down. You scolded yourself mentally as you left for the day, tagging along with Penelope over to her apartment.
She’d asked you to come the second she received word from Emily that they’d caught the killer and unsurprisingly, wouldn’t take no for an answer. You decided to appease her anyhow. This would be your first moment of relaxation since you’d gotten the job.
Following behind your friend, you were silent the entire drive, thinking and wistfully hoping that you’d be able to buck up and just talk to Spencer. Even if it was only about work—you wanted to take a peek inside his brain.
And if that led to a conversation about other things, then you wouldn’t complain.
A knock at your car door window startled you back into reality.
“Are you going to come inside or are we drinking in your car?” Penelope asked, her voice muffled from the outside. You let a breathy laugh shoot through your nose as you turned the car off and opened the door, careful not to hit her.
“Sorry, I just auto-piloted the entire way here,” You responded while shaking your head. Penelope looped her arm through yours to lead you to her place.
“Still on cloud 9, huh?”
You hummed, smiling and nodding. You weren’t going to reveal the real reason. “Yeah, it’s just so surreal. Hearing you talk about it and then actually doing it is so different.”
“Well, you kicked ass, my friend. This job isn’t easy and we put the purp away in just 36 hours. That’s never happened when I was working alone,” Penelope praised you as she unlocked her front door, leading you both inside. You shrugged your bag onto the chair closest to you, hanging your keys up on the hook. “Grigio or Noir?”
“Noir, please. I need something bitter,” You answered as you plopped yourself unceremoniously onto her couch. Penelope appeared at your side a few seconds later with a half-full glass of wine in front of your face. You accepted it with a hushed “thanks” and took a small sip, relishing in pungent taste it left in your mouth.
“So, now that you’ve met and talked with everyone, what are your thoughts on our little band of misfits?” The blonde asked, sitting down and turning her body to face you. You smiled and nodded.
“Everyone has been really great,” was all you said. Penelope kept her eyes on you, waiting for you to elaborate. After a few more seconds had gone by, she huffed and gently pushed your shoulder, causing your wine to slosh around in the glass. “Hey! Penelope! I have wine!”
“And I need details! I want all the hot goss!” She proclaimed with excitement.
“I don’t have any ‘hot goss’, Penelope,” You giggled as you made quotation marks around her choice of words. “I’ve only been here for a week.”
“Well, then just tell me what you think of everyone!”
Sighing, you took another sip of alcohol before placing it to the side and twisting your body to face her as well. “JJ is very sweet. She’s exactly how I expected her to be after you telling me about her.”
“Isn’t she!”
“And Emily is very funny and smart. She told me a joke just before the team left and I’ve been thinking about it for days,” You continued. “Rossi is wise. Hotch is… Hotch. He’s a definite leader, I’ll give you that… and yeah, everyone is super nice and I’m really glad to be working alongside them.”
You reached behind yourself to grab your glass, smirking slightly as you lifted it to your lips. Penelope glared at you, her head tilted just enough to know that she caught on to what you were doing.
“You’re not sneaky, honey. I know what you’re doing,” She accused you. You gulped down the rest of the pinot noir and sat your empty glass on her coffee table.
“You’re right, I forgot about Luke! He is very charming and funny, I can see why you like him so much.”
“WHA—” Garcia suddenly shouted. “I do not like him. He’s icky and weird.”
“Mhm, yeah, sure, I totally believe that.”
“Okay, fine, miss-weed-around-the-topic-of-conversation! Tell me about Spence!” Penelope shook your arm vigorously.
“I-hi don’t know what you’re talking about!” You laughed despite yourself. Penelope exhaled exasperatingly, sucking on her teeth as her eyes roamed over your body. You raised an eyebrow at her and opened your mouth to ask what she was doing, but whatever words almost came out turned in a squeak as she poked her index finger into the side of your belly and wiggled it around.
You grabbed her hand out of instinct, arching away from her. “Oh-ho no, Penelope, don’t!”
“Tell me about Reid,” She locked eyes with you, a smug grin forming on her face as your cheeks turned red.
“He’s nice! There!”
“Mm-mm, not satisfactory enough,” She said, snatching her hand out of your grip to pinch rapidly at the soft skin above your hip. You let out a strangled laugh, slapping her hand away.
“Gaharcia, no!”
“I wouldn’t have to resort to this if you would just tell me what you think about the genius boy!” She replied to your protest, scooting closer to you to trap your legs under her own. You made an experimental tug only to find that you couldn’t pull them from under her.
You weighed both your options. You could fully get out of this situation just by telling her about your feelings towards Spencer, but the pang of disappointment you might feel if she didn’t exploit this weakness of yours would be lingering on your shoulders for the rest of the night.
Then again, straight up refusing to provide her with the information she wanted was basically telling her that you didn’t mind being tickled—especially if it was with someone you trusted as much as you trusted Penelope.
But telling her about Spencer would be a one-way ticket straight to embarrassment, knowing without a doubt that Garcia would tell him about it when they were alone. Though, by not telling her, you may never get the chance to be normal around Spencer.
And you couldn’t decide which option you preferred.
Penelope took your silence as her answer, interrupting your train of thought once she began squeezing at your sides. You burst into howling laughter and slammed your arms down to cover as much of your torso as you could.
“WAHAHA! N-NOHO! I-hi wahahas thihinking!”
“Thinking about what? It’s a simple decision. Spill the beans about what you think of Reid or get tickled to death. It’s an easy answer!” Penelope responded as she moved inward to your belly, digging her fingers in next to your navel.
Your entire face burned like fire at her words and Penelope, ever the perceptive one, noticed almost immediately. She slowed her tickling fingers to a light scratching just to keep you giggling.
“It’s not an easy answer, is it?” She asked in amusement. You shook your head, hiccupping as her nails neared your waistline. She smiled endearingly down at you and had your eyes not been squeezed shut from laughing so hard, you might have blushed even darker under her gaze. “Well, seems like I’ll just have to convince you to tell me, then.”
Picking up the pace, Garcia shifted her hands up to the middle of your ribcage, nipping in between the crevices of the bones. Your hands shot up to grab onto her wrists, more mechanically than to stop her, and your head tilted back to rest on the arm of the couch.
“EEHEEAH!” You screeched, only raising in volume when she experimentally slid her hands closer to the back of your ribs, 4 fingers vibrating directly under your shoulder blades. “WOHOHOAH! NOHOT THERE! PEHENELOPEEHEE!”
“Ooh,” She winced in faux sympathy, “bad spot?”
“OHOBVIOUSLYHY!”
“I think a couple more minutes riiiight here should do the trick, then,” She taunted just before laughing maniacally at your expense. Her suspicions of your likeness of tickling were confirmed when you didn’t protest—you simply laid there and let her have her way with you.
Another 30 seconds went by before you broke, violently jolting one final time before asking for her to stop. “OKAY! OKAHAHAY, I’LL TEHELL YOU! MEHEHERCY, PLEHEASE!”
Penelope halted her attack per your request, removing her hands from you and resting them in her lap. You sucked in deep breaths to regain lung function, still giggling intermittently.
“So, Spencer…”
“You don’t plahay fair,” You looked at her while pointing with a half-assed glare. She chuckled as she shifted off your legs to let you sit up.
“Never said I did,” She shrugged. You cleared your throat, huffing out in exasperation.
“Long story short, I’d looked up to Spencer since I was a student at MIT. His thesis papers basically got me through school and now here I am working alongside him and his big, beautiful, brain,” You explained. “It’s just still so surreal that we’re on the same team. I don’t feel smart enough to talk to him, I guess.”
Fiddling with your fingers in your lap, you chuckled in self-deprecation. You didn’t dare look up at your friend; you knew she’d have a look of pity written all over her face. But you felt more than saw a hand rest on your knee.
“You are worthy of talking to him, honey,” Penelope assured you. “You wouldn’t have been chosen for this team if you weren’t the best of the best. The thing with Spencer is that he’s smarter than everyone, so don’t be too hard on yourself. Plus, I think he really wants to talk to you, too.”
“Mm, not so sure about that. Every time he tries, I barely make a sentence and stutter like a complete idiot,” You groan.
“Oh, so it’s more than just you not feeling smart enough. You like him, don’t you?” She asked ducking down to meet your gaze. The second your eyes caught hers you looked away, but yet again, she didn’t miss the color blossoming in your face. “Your secret is safe with me.”
You rolled your eyes playfully. “Mhm, somehow I doubt that.” Standing up, you grabbed your glass along with Penelope’s to refill them. Overall, you were glad your best friend knew about your inner turmoil regarding Spencer, but the thought of him knowing about it terrified you.
“Well, would you upset if I told him?”
“No, not upset, just…” You trailed off as you poured the wine. “I guess, scared.”
“What about if I slightly nudged him in the right direction without ever mentioning that you like him?” Penelope gave you another option. She reached her hand out to grab the stem of her wine glass, keeping her eyes on you as you rounded the couch to sit next to her again.
You pondered for a few seconds, the pad of your thumb circling the rim of your glass. “Fine, but if you tell him anything embarrassing about me, I’ll kill you in your sleep and the team will have to track me down.”
The two of you laughed, finishing the rest of the night with late night reality TV and an empty bottle of pinot noir. Nights like this were your favorite. You loved your job and wouldn’t trade it for the world but nothing beat lounging around lazily and talking until you have nothing to talk about anymore.
You longed for the day that you’d get to do it with Spencer. If you ever got to do it with him.
But Penelope was true to her word. Sort of.
It was only 5 days later when the team was out on another case and she began developing her scheme.
You sat in the office chair to her right, steadily typing away to try and find the suspect’s place of employment when Penelope’s chair wheels slid over to you. “I am asking you this because you’re my friend, but will you pretty please get us some coffee?”
You looked over your shoulder to see her put on her best pouting face, raising an eyebrow. “Weren’t you the one that said a couple weeks ago that you would never send me out to fetch you coffee?”
“Hey! It’s not just for me. You need some, too. We’ve been awake for 15 hours. I got the purp’s address already,” She told you. You swiveled all the way around, arms thrown out to the side.
“How do you do it so fast? Hotch asked less than 10 minutes ago!”
“Years of practice,” She waved her hand in the air. “Coffee? Please?”
You chortled a bit before sighing exasperatingly and evacuating your seat to head for the door. You glared at her non-threateningly. “You owe me later.”
“Oh, trust me, I’ll make it up to you.”
You grunted just before leaving the office and shutting the door behind you, giving Penelope about 5 minutes to execute her plan.
Immediately, she called Reid’s personal phone, hearing it ring twice before he answered.
“Hey, Garcia. What do you have?” He asked through the other line.
“What? Oh! I got the address, uh, looks like he works at an auto shop, ‘Buddy’s Body Shop’. It’s on 8632 Frontier Street. That’s not what I called for, though,” She said. Shuffling could be heard on Spencer’s end as the voices around him became quieter until they could no longer be heard, telling Penelope that he stepped away from the team.
“Okay… what did you need then?” He questioned, sounding unsure.
“What do you think about the new addition to our team?” Garcia interrogated, getting straight to the point.
“That’s what you called me for?”
“Yes! And you have about 3 minutes to answer. I sent her on a coffee run.”
“So she’s not in the room listening secretly?” Spencer whispered through the phone.
“No! I’m strictly a third party here. Now, hurry up! You have 2 and a half minutes!”
“Okay, well, uh, she’s really sweet. She’s shy and I like that about her, but I want to get to know her more.”
“So, you like her?” Garcia bluntly asked.
“Like her?”
“Do you think she’s cute?”
“Uh… well, uh, I mean…”
“I’ll stop you right there, boy genius. I get it. Luckily for you, you have me, her best friend, so I will tell you everything I can about her in the time we have left so that you can strike up a conversation with her the next time you see her, okay?” Garcia responded in a hurry, leaving Spencer no room to accept or decline. “Uh, so, she’s a Virgo, she likes pastries, she drinks an insane amount of sugar in her coffee—says the caffeine just isn’t enough—uh…”
Spencer giggled through the phone as Penelope continued.
“She loves cats, doesn’t care for dogs, she is a sucker for art museums, she’s super ticklish everywhere, but especially on the backs of her ribs, she can solve a rubik’s cube in under a minute, she went to MIT, and she’s coming back right now, okay, gotta go, bye!”
She didn’t give Spencer a chance to respond before she abruptly hung up the phone call. Less than 2 seconds later, the office door swung open where you balanced the two coffees on top of each other so that you could turn the doorknob.
Penelope smiled innocently once she turned to face you, her hand reaching out to grab her own coffee. “You are a life-saver.”
“Yeah, yeah,” You begrudgingly grinned back, sitting back down and taking a swig of coffee. You had to stop yourself from spitting it out once it hit your tastebuds. “Ew, ugh, this one is yours,” You cringed, holding the cup out to her.
Penelope furrowed her brows as she grabbed onto the other cup just as you snatched the one she was holding. You shrugged before drinking your own cup, moaning in contentment this time. “Much better. Yours didn’t have any—”
“Sugar,” Penelope let a breathy laugh shoot through her nose, finishing your sentence. “Got it.”
***
Since that day, you’d been none the wiser that Penelope had even spoken to Spencer about you. Everything carried on as normal for a week or two after that. Truthfully, you had forgotten about what you and Penelope had discussed—everyone on the team going on as normal.
You’d had a few spry conversations with Emily and Luke before leaving for the night and smiled shyly at Spencer as he did the same. No progress had been made and honestly, maybe it was for the best.
If you still couldn’t strike up a conversation with him almost a month into being his teammate, then maybe the two of you weren’t meant to be friends, let alone romantic partners.
That realization was something you were slowly coming to terms with, though it didn’t help that every time you saw Spencer in passing, he’d wave or send a short ‘hello’ in greeting. Your heart would flutter every single time.
But still, you were too shy to come up with anything to say to him in response. You were sure that after a while, Spencer would give up trying to interact with you at all, which would be the last thing you’d want to happen. So, you were just going to have to pull yourself together and talk to him the next chance you got.
You just hadn’t known it would be right that second.
A knock on the door of Penelope’s office was heard from behind you as you were packing up your belongings for the night. It startled you, causing you to gasp and whip around quickly, only to find Spencer standing in the entry way.
“My apologies,” He stated, his hands out in front of him. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Gathering your composure, you set your purse down into your chair and leaned against the desk. “It’s… okay. I scare easy, anyway,” You admitted to him. Once you’d caught your breath, you glanced up at him, finding a small grin gracing his features. You shrunk into yourself self-consciously. “…What?”
“Oh! Uh, nothing, you just… finally told me something about yourself,” He responded, biting his bottom lip through a smile. Your face burned hot at the realization and you chuckled quietly.
“I’m not intentionally trying to keep things from you, Dr. Reid. You just… intimidate me a little,” You mumbled the last part quietly, coiling up even more. Spencer stepped fully into the room to stand closer to you, getting a read from your body language.
“Please, it’s just Spencer,” He corrected you. “Also I think you’ve spoken more words to me today than you have since we met. It’s nice.”
You hummed in response, not being able to think of anything to say. You could feel Spencer’s gaze on you even if yours was on the carpeted floor, and somehow your face hadn’t burst from the heat rising into it.
“Why are you intimidated by me? I’m just me,” Spencer continued. You scoffed as if he wasn’t the most interesting one on the team, as if he wasn’t Spencer Reid: Boy Wonder.
“Just you…” You repeated, nodding. “Well, just you is pretty amazing.” You began fiddling with your fingers, anxious at the mere thought of saying anything more than that. Spencer shuffled his feet over to where you were standing to lean against the desk, as well. Your shoulders were only inches apart and it was as if you could feel electricity coming from his skin and into yours.
“That’s very kind,” He said, a breathy laugh shooting through his nose. “But what makes me different than anyone else here?”
Shaking your head and keeping your focus on the floor, you sighed. He didn’t get it. He couldn’t see that he was everything to you.
“Come on! Tell me,” He sang out, giving you a quick poke to your side, causing you to squeak and arch away from his finger. Your eyes widened, looking between his hand and his face. Spencer wore an uncharacteristically smug grin that paired well with raised eyebrows. “Oh?”
Your entire body felt like it was on fire with how flustered you were that Spencer Reid had just accidentally tickled you. And with the way he stared at you predatorily, that accident was about to become purposeful.
“Uh… I—”
“Are you going to tell me why I intimidate you?” Spencer questioned you rhetorically, knowing you wouldn’t get the chance to answer before he seized this opportunity. You found that you couldn’t move, couldn’t think. You couldn’t believe that what was going to happen was actually about to happen. Your mouth opened and closed, as if you were trying to respond, but your words wouldn’t formulate.
Spencer took that time to scoot closer so that he was basically hip to hip with you and slid one behind your back to pinch rapidly at your waist, sending you into a proper giggle fit while leaning into him. With his free hand, he dug into your belly and grinned at the way you screeched in surprise.
“I-hi… just—Spehencer!” You whined through your laughter and even he couldn’t deny the butterflies he felt when you said his name. Your hands pushed his away with little difficulty; Spencer had mostly removed them from your torso before you could fully touch him. In that moment, you were reminded of his disdain for physical contact, especially with his hands. “Oh, uh, I—I’m sorry, I—”
“I don’t mind you touching me,” He assured you. “I mean, I did start tickling you on my own accord. It’s just people I’m not really comfortable with… and handshakes. I hate handshakes.”
Your cheeks burned bright as you realized what he’d admitted, another shy smile finding it way to your face.
“You intimidate me because… I looked up to you all throughout school. I read all of your papers and dissertations and I just can’t believe that I’m on the same team as you. It doesn’t feel real, yet,” You shakily said, sighing in relief that at least half of the truth was out in the open. You still couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, afraid he might have a disgusted expression adorning his face.
Out of nowhere, a fluttering sensation sparked up on the backs of your ribs, causing a loud yelp to escape your lips as you jumped up and practically ran across the room. You turned to face him with a stunned look. There’s no way he could have known that was your worst spot. Unless…
Spencer had an insufferable smirk plastered on his lips and immediately, you knew who had spilled your secret.
“I’m going to kill Penelope,” You whispered, shutting your eyes tight. With your sense of hearing now heightened, you instantly clocked the moment Spencer stood straight on his feet and took a couple of steps toward you. You gasped, eyes reopening as you took a step back.
“You are worthy of this team. Worthy of working with all of us. You’re smart, cunning, funny, beautiful, and I’m the lucky one in this situation because I got to meet you,” Spencer truthfully muttered. Speechlessness was all you could feel after his declaration. “Garcia told me some things about you—to help me get an insight of who you really are behind this shy façade—and I’ve come to understand why you’re her friend.”
“Spencer, I—”
“So, really I came here to talk to you today because I was hoping that maybe you’re too shy to talk to me because you might share the same feelings as I do.”
Your heart felt like it could beat straight out of your chest with how honest you knew he was. A fire starting in your chest, your cheeks, your whole body. Nodding, almost imperceptibly, you breathed out slowly.
“I do, yes.”
“Come out to dinner with me, then,” He said. It was a statement rather than a question. A sentence said so confidently that you had no choice but to say yes because you knew he meant every word. He gave you no reason to doubt that he wanted to take you on a date.
“I-I’d love to,” You stuttered, fingers fiddling with themselves. Spencer reached forward to grab your hands in his, again showing you proof that he felt at ease with you. His skin felt cold against your warmth, somehow calming your heartrate down enough to finally lock eyes with him. “You meant all those things?”
“Every word.”
And as you sat and ate together, you believed him. You could tell that he was falling for you just as you were for him. The way you two bonded over things that no one else could understand, how his hand never left yours for more than a few minutes at the time, how with each passing moment you became less nervous—it was easy with Spencer.
It only got easier as the weeks went on. By the fourth month you’d known him, you’d given him a key to your apartment. At the end of the year, 6 months after you’d met, you’d asked him to move in. It might have been a bit taboo, but he was over at your place more than he was at his own, especially after he returned back from cases.
Eventually, you did thank Penelope for all her interfering, even if it was embarrassing at first. She was ultimately the one to get you and Spencer to admit your feelings to each other, so you gave her a hug and spent a whole night telling her about your adventures with him (it didn’t matter if those adventures were mostly spent lounging on your couch. You loved them all the same).
Your most recent adventure consisted of watching a movie in your bed, though you weren’t really paying attention because of the roaming hands and lazy kisses being placed in those sweet spots you loved so much.
You never thought of Spencer being handsy, but damn, you were glad he was. Despite being a little awkward, he was assertive with you, making sure you were well taken care of in any and all ways.
You laid partially on top of him while kissing him chastely as his hands gripped your waist, happy sighs and quiet moans filling the room. Relaxing into him, Spencer’s hand lost some of its weight, consequentially dragging his fingers featherlight across the backs of your ribs.
“MM!” You squeaked into his mouth, rolling off of him in reaction. “Spence! You know I’m ticklish there!”
He laughed, shaking his head. “Ihit was an accident. It’s not my fault you’re so ticklish.” Spencer found a way to wrap his arms around you, intentionally digging into that same spot, making you cry out in hysterical laughter.
You jolted in surprise, then tried to squirm out of his touch. “SPEHEHENCE! NOHOT THERE!”
“Ooh, right. Not there,” He clicked his tongue in faux realization. “How about here, then?” He cheekily asked, wiggling his nimble digits into your sides—still unbearably ticklish. “Seems like a good spot.”
“You’re—AHAH! Yohou’re ruining a mohoment!” You yelled at him, your elbows clamping down onto his hands out of pure instinct.
“Tickling you is my favorite activity to do, though. Want to know why?”
“Whyhyhy?”
His hands worked their way into the soft skin of your belly, lightly spidering around to keep you giggling rather than cackling. Your cheeks burned hot under his gaze—still a common occurrence even to this day—and from how easily he took you apart with just the lightest of touches.
“Because…” He drawled out, “It was the one thing that got you to talk to me.” Spencer ceased tickling you, now holding you tight to his chest for a different reason. You melted into his arms, letting out a few residual giggles.
“I thihink I’d categorize it as coercing, but…”
“Either way, it got us to where we are now and it makes both of us happy.”
“Woah!” You pulled back to look at him incredulously. “I never said that!”
“You didn’t have to. I can tell by the way you never fight back or run away,” Spencer called you out, poking your ribcage a few times. You laughed through a groan, but you both knew you weren’t annoyed or offended by his words.
“Ugh! Fihine! I guess I don’t mind it since it was kind of the thing that brought us together,” You slapped his wrist gently before wrapping your arms back around him. “But that’s all you’re getting out of me!”
“That’s all I needed,” He divulged, placing a fast peck to your forehead. Silence settled among the two of you for a while after that before Spencer spoke up again. “Did you ever think we’d be here 6 months ago?”
“Definitely not,” You answered quickly. “Sometimes, I still can’t believe it now. I still see you as that scrawny kid whose thesis papers I studied throughout grad school.”
“I obviously did a great job with those papers since it led you straight to the BAU.”
“Yeah, you did alright,” You smiled, kissing his neck sweetly.
As you fell asleep in the arms of the man of your dreams, you reminisced on how perfectly the stars had aligned to get you to this moment. It wasn’t luck, it was fate. At least, that’s what you’ll always believe.
Because being with Spencer Reid didn’t just fall into your lap. He was destined to be yours.
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Shiro, I love your angst. May I ask angsty with happy ending with Z? Maybe, smth caused by his fame or- OH! HOW ABT! Reader is also close friends with Robaire. Z and Reader likes each other but have yet to confess. (You see where I’m going?). Z is jealous of Rob but never said anything buy when Z catches Rob on top of Reader (Reader tripped and Rob tried to help. Maybe? Can be smth else), he kinda snapped as in “fuck this. I give up. Aight I’m out”.
Idk rlly, I just love angst with happy ending and you’re the angst provider so I trust you
praise be for the manga has inspired my return (these requests have been sitting here for like a good year i am so sorry 🙇♀️🙇♀️, but god this prompt is too good to let sit)
jealous! aaron z x reader headcanons~
‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ you are so down bad for z ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
i'd like to say you and z have been dancing around each other for awhile, like deadass doing the viennese waltz around your feelings if you will. (he's too shy to make a move and you're too unsure about his feelings for you despite the very clear affection).
i mean, you can't really blame anyone in this situation because why would you ruin a perfectly good friendship with romance?? you, z, and robaire were essentially THE highschool trio of friends. no matter how iffy the situation got between you three your foundation was rock solid.
with robaire being the overachiever and z being the shy and stoic guy he is, you naturally became the mediator between the two. often telling off robaire for not taking breaks and enjoying himself, and encouraging z to put himself out there more. essentially, getting them to live a little.
you had to admit though you were much closer to z, while robaire had his own things going on that didn't often involve your trio, z was always there in your corner. you are each others' biggest cheerleaders even as adults <33
this closeness slowly blossomed into feelings as you watched z grow from the sidelines...
It was a quiet night in the dance studio, you were helping Aaron film a fun freestyle choreography he had just come up with. Were your arms aching from the various takes you needed to do? Yeah, but for that smile it was well worth it. His expressions were perfect, his movements sharp and well-practiced, to say the least he was in perfect form.
The song ended and the CD stopped echoing from your speakers, you let Z hold his ending pose for a few seconds before stopping the recording. "That time was really good! Just like the last trillion takes~" You teased, already knowing Z was growing embarrassed from the way he pouted at you.
"Yeah, I'm satisfied... Wanna head out for dinner?" He suggested as he jogged over to where you were standing right beside his bag. Grabbing a towel and quickly wiping over his face as well as the back of his neck. "I know it's late so you could stay over tonight..." He added softly, that was the tone Z used whenever he was trying to play off something he really wanted. How could you say no?
"Sure! But you should go change, all the offense when I say you reek of sweat." You giggled to hide the excitement that was bubbling in your stomach. Spending the night at Z's as adults was much more fun than in highschool, the two of you would stay up and drink for a bit before cuddling (platonically!) on the couch to watch movies. "I'll wait out in the hall." You suggested as you began to step out but one muscular arm proceeded to block you—
"I reek huh? Well then, before you go how 'bout I give you a thank you hug~?" Z asked teasingly before quickly grabbing you by the waist.
"Noooo!!" You laughed, "Ugh you nasty!" Quickly writhing out of Z's hold, you jumped out of his arms and bolted for the door. "Just go and change before I drown you in perfume!" You threatened before shutting the door and taking a seat on one of the hallway benches.
You took a few deep breaths before finally letting the warmth spread on your cheeks, god that was embarrassing... You wondered if Z could tell your heart was racing, all of his usual actions have been taking a different effect on you lately and you hated it. Your relationship with him was supposed to be the one steadfast and assured thing in your life, these feelings would only rip that away.
Before you could lament on your feelings too much, another familiar voice called out to you.
"Hey (name)! I didn't know you were here too!" Robaire called out joyfully, carrying a seemingly forgotten shopping bag as he exited the office next to the dance studio. It was weird to admit that you and Robaire drifted after highschool, sure you were still friendly and familiar with each other, but your relationship didn't quite retain the same quality as yours with Z.
Robaire casually took a seat next to you, placing the bag next to him. "It's been awhile since I've seen you alone, usually you and Z are joined at the hip!" He exclaimed as he leaned his back against the wall, a nostalgic smile taking over his features. "Not that that's a bad thing of course. I'm happy you two are still close!" The last part felt... forced. Maybe Robaire lamented letting you drift away to Z's side so easily?
"It's honestly easy to be around him, although he's changed a lot since highschool." You reflected evenly, watching as Robaire exhaled and gently leaned his head on your shoulder. Now this was nostalgic, you remembered the days when Robaire would seek you out to take a break from all the stress and responsibilities he put onto himself. Letting his head rest on you just as it did now as he closed his eyes to let himself have a moment of silence.
Robaire regretted taking on so much at the expense of leaving your relationship in the dust.
"Does that mean... I'm still the same?" Robaire asked, his tone showing genuine curiosity.
You thought about that for a bit, although more mature and knowing how to pace himself a little better now, you couldn't truly pinpoint if Robaire had changed in your eyes or not. "You're still my Bear." You settled on that answer, he retained his dependability and sense of responsibility from when you were teenagers, but you could tell he still craved affection and acknowledgement every now and then. Same old Bear.
"Your Bear huh..."
Even from a distance Z could see the grin forming on Robaire's face from where he stood and he hated it. He felt invisible to the one person who always saw and looked in his direction, and it hurt.
to say the least, z and robaire's relationship was complicated.
they care for each other! they really do it's just...
everyone saw robaire, everyone looked at robaire, from highschool until now he was the one who had everyone's attention and expectations. and yes yours included but you never left z out, you never left him behind.
even when everyone's eyes were on robaire you looked for him, when everyone noticed robaire you made sure to notice him. everyone else could take the backseat when it came to you because you were z's priority. z almost felt bad depending on you this much but you proved time and time again you would be there for him and make him feel worth it, that alone made him so unbelievably happy.
maybe this was some sort of punishment for him being selfish, for him monopolizing your feelings, for him falling in love with you, any other rhyme or reason for the building pit in his stomach his heart named it. he should have expected this, he should have known.
fuck this, he's done. if you wanted robaire and robaire wanted you, he'd let it happen. it's the least he could do after so selfishly keeping you by his side this whole time.
"Welp, that's enough reflecting. Do you need a ride home?" Robaire offered as he detached himself from your shoulder. Ignoring the bubbling feeling in his chest at the expectation of your answer.
"Oh, I'm having dinner with Aaron actually..." You rejected politely, you could see his green eyes falter slightly before quickly returning to normal as he nodded. Standing up from the bench, he grabbed the forgotten shopping bag then turned back to face you, "We should hang out again sometime, us three. I miss you guys y'know?"
At that you smiled, the thought of rekindling your friendship with Robaire was nice. "Definitely." You replied, waving him off before standing up, now how long does it take to change a damn shirt? Z loved complaining when you took a while to change but he sure was taking his sweet time.
You walked down the hallway back to the dance studio, your footsteps echoing as the lightbulbs blinked above you. Was their agency... always this creepy at night? Now you were a bit scared. "Z?" You called out as you saw a tall figure in the hallway, "There you are!"
Sighing in relief you ran towards Z, your friend's back was turned to you however even in the darkness of the dimly lit hallway you recognized the same old worn out t-shirt he liked to wear in his down time. You got it for him on his birthday after all. "I was worried you left me there for a minute!" You laughed as you went to grab his hand, but surprisingly he pulled away.
"What happened to Robaire?" He asked, with a tone of voice... You hadn't heard him use that in a long time, monotone yet polite, one he only ever pulled out when talking with strangers. "I thought you were gonna go home with him instead." His back was still turned to you, he was refusing to look at you? Why...
"Are you okay?" Was your first instinct to ask, grabbing his wrist and pulling him closer to you. Trying to grab ahold of the situation, "Where did all these Robaire questions come from? I thought we were going back to your place?"
When he finally turned around to face you it was with an apathetic expression. After all those years of friendship and learning his expressions you couldn't read him for once. Aaron wouldn't meet your eyes and it hurt.
"We were. Until it seemed like you wanted to go home with him instead." Z grumbled under his breath, his eyes hardening as he tried to pull his arm out of your grasp once more but you wouldn't let him this time.
"Aaron, talk to me. Why are you making these assumptions when I already made plans with you?" You groaned, frustrated, it was as if you had just met all over again and you hated it. "Did I do something wrong? What happened, why are you so upset all of a sudden?!"
"Because I love you even though I know I'm not enough."
That took you aback.
First of all, Aaron loves you?! Second of all, he thinks he's not enough?! Third of all... Actually there is no third of all, you were just gonna get this boy home so you could have a proper heart-to-heart and talk it out.
fast forward to you shoving z into his own car and driving him home, with you literally grabbing onto his hand and dragging him to the vehicle, you had the spare key cause he had no one to give it to so there was no issue getting in.
z was supposed to be the quiet one here, so with you immediately going silent after his (admittedly horrible) confession, he was worried that he had completely ruined the relationship between you two. maybe he was too rough, too stoic to properly convey that he just wanted to see you happy even if it was with robaire... (i mean he definitely was but still!)
so to his surprise, the moment you got to his house you sat his ass down at his coffee table and began heating up leftovers for dinner. anytime he'd awkwardly move from his position in an attempt to help you'd give him the death stare which made him immediately sit back down.
you slammed down two bowls of chinese fried rice and some spring rolls onto the table before sitting across from him, clasping your hands together before seriously looking at him and saying; "Talk. To. Me."
You ate your food morosely across from Aaron as he hesitantly narrated the moment he saw you and Robaire sitting together on the bench. The moment he got to Robaire leaning on your shoulder and calling him ‘your Bear’ and his following thought process you absolutely wanted to face palm. This stupid boy... This stupidly, emotionally repressed boy—
You casually set your bowl aside as you walked over to Aaron, immediately engulfing him in the warmest hug you could muster. Feeling him stiffen before relaxing in your hold as he wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head into your shoulder. "Oh Aaron, you foolish foolish boy." You chuckled as you nuzzled your face into his hair. "You're so lucky I love you."
The moment he heard that his face shot up, his eyes meeting yours for the first time that night. And slowly you could see him emerge, your Aaron, as tears built up in his eyes at hearing you loved him too. "R-really...?" He whispered, you could practically feel the longing in his voice hoping that what you just said was true.
"After all those years of being your friend have I ever lied to you? Even once?" You asked gently, cupping his cheek in the palm of your hand as he sniffled, feeling the warmth spread across his cheeks that inevitably mixed with the tears that started falling from his eyes.
"I'm s-sorry... For bein' mean to you..." He tried to sob as quietly as he could but at this point Z just couldn't hold back anymore. "I love you... so so so much it hurts." You brought your friend back into your embrace and sighed softly, pressing a kiss to his hair as he buried himself into your chest asking for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry too." You apologized, "God do you know how long I've been pining for you? I was just too cowardly, I didn't want to ruin what we already had."
"We're both cowards I guess..." Z sniffled one last time before chuckling. More of in relief that you seemed to forgive him and the fact that he didn't fuck everything up with his outburst.
"Pff, yeah." You agreed and gently took Aaron's face into your hands, cupping his cheeks in your palms before pressing kisses all over his face. "But really though, I love you. I love you Aaron." Repeating it twice, properly announcing your feelings in a way that left no doubts or insecurities.
"I love you too (name)..." Aaron grinned before pulling you down on top of him again, kissing you with all of the affection he had held back for so many years.
The two of you did more than cuddle on the couch at the end of the night~
with your relationship solidified you, aaron, and robaire could finally repair the issues that had sprouted between the three of you.
aaron's slight inferiority complex combined with robaire's desire to achieve was definitely a deadly duo to deal with, and you're still working on it to this day. but with you by his side aaron was definitely more self-assured, you gave him the confidence he needed to be more forward about his feelings.
for now, aaron loves you and you love him, that's all that matters.
#4town#4town x reader#4town aaron z#aaron z x reader#request#i am back and holy shit is this long#i didnt even realize how long this ended up being#hi anon sorry for keeping you waiting for like... half a year#4town headcanons#4town fanfic#anyways robaire unrequited love era
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Hi!! What are your season 3 thoughts?? And most importantly, what are your Jiara related season 3 thoughts? :D
alksjdfhlaskdfj i have. so many thoughts. i've never ever written something short so uhhhhh.....stick with me, lmao.
first, non-jiara thoughts:
cleope was SO cute!!! i wanted to wait for the writing to convince me on them as a ship because I really wanted something more than "these two aren't with any one so lets put them together" for cleo and pope and I've been completely convinced. They both bring out a different side to each other and the way Pope opens his family and his home to her is just alkdjfhlksajdfhlkajsdhf it's unbearably sweet. i love her interactions with the heywards and i love how instantly she fits in. the scene when he leaves her in his room and she does a tiny dance and then falls back on his bed and says "thanks, pope"..... yeah i think i was cosigning on that ship as soon as I saw that asdklfjhaskdfl. and the scene in 3x06 where she stops him from shooting rafe and he cries in her arms.... oh my god. it single handedly saved that episode for me. AND THEIR KISS???? oh my god.
i also LOVED Cleo's friendship with JJ. When they are on a mission together, they are right there with each other. and, speaking of friendships, I loved that we got more JJ & John B, best friends since third grade content. the fact that they physically started fighting... idk, I think it just made them feel even more like brothers to me.
i also just really loved some of the (for lack of a better term) girlboss moments this season. there are SO many moments that i was loudly cheering for my girls. Cleo having the only brain cell like 180% of the time when Kiara is kidnapped. Kiara betraying rafe and stealing that boat (i was fully cheering ala kiara during the cliff jump scene like that is my GIRL) (also madison bailey the woman that you ARE the way she never even a little bit played into the r*ara of it all. any time Rafe looked or spoke to or was in the general vicinity of Kiara, she looked SO uncomfortable and I love that for me). and I really REALLY loved Sarah manipulating Topper lmao "you're such a giver" "it's just how i was raised" KLAJDHLAKSJDH
and, actually, I think the inculsion of topper in the heist was super funny and exactly the type of shit i want to see from him (if wheezie had been there to give him shit, it would have basically been any fic i've ever written with topper in it). when topper is being used purely for comedy, he's kind of a genius character - Austin North can deliver those bat shit Topper lines really well, and the rest of the characters (particularly Kiara) react SO well to him. he's so easy to make fun of!!! but then.... having Sarah go back to topper again was uhhhh not it. I think they should have kept the s2 or the s3 stopper storyline in, but not both. sarah going back to something that reminds her of a time when her life was easier while shit is absolutely hitting the fan and she has nothing else is like, very much in character, and that's what happened both times. the fact that they didn't show her growing through that in this season, but instead regressing..... idk, i'm excited to see a Sarah with more growth. also, canon comedic topper is dead to me forever after burning down the chateau so, i guess that's a loss on both fronts (i can't talk anymore about the chateau burning down but i have a lot of feelings about it).
i really hated big john. i'm so sorry, but looking back, John B should have left that man in the fucking bell tower. I think the amount of screentime he took is my biggest gripe of the season (i did a scrub of the show for just jiara scenes after my first watch and the amount of times i had to scroll by that man.... my god). and not only did he take up a shit ton of screentime, he kept John B away from the pogues - both physically and emotionally - for most of the season (the lack of goofy happy pogues moments is my second biggest gripe with the season). If you've read pltc, you know that I had a lot of thoughts about Big John and his relationship with the pogues but...... when he died (actually, this time), it was only dry eyes here lmao. I feel bad for John B, obviously, but everything (and i mean EVERYTHING) Big John did this season was so shitty for John B, I can only say that i think John B is better off without him.
i think the thing that has me the most conflicted is the 18 month time jump. narratively, it makes so much sense - and logistically, aging up the characters as the cast ages makes a lot of sense. i don't love that we'll miss alot of jiara and cleope but I'm coming around to the thought of it all by opening ao3 and waiting for those time jump fics to pour in. @ josh pate if season 4 opens with JJ slamming Kie against a wall as they're making out i'll forgive literally everything, i'm so easy to please.
i guess this is the perfect transition to the jiara of it all. the first few episodes literally bodied me. every interaction on Poguelandia bodied me - the way they were living their poguelandia/surf trip dream, the "just like we talked about", the angsty silent conversations they were having when they saw the plane. kiara getting kidnapped hit - I think the way JJ was so focused on getting her back was so perfect, the dock hug was actual literal perfection. I am a Hug Girl first and foremost and oh my GOD?
the first almost kiss floored me. i did not expect it. the transition from their dumbass little jokes to almost kissing.......... i'm gonna die. i literally fell off my couch. I think Pope being the one to break it up was inevitable, as was their conversation. idk how i feel about it, i know pope was always going to have opinions on jiara and i'm glad it wasn't super salty but.... i'm gonna need to rewatch it a few times i think.
episode 4 absolutely ended me. those conversations and the way Kiara knows JJ and the way JJ was imploding.... absolutely insane. the framing of that episode (like the actual cinematography not the writing lmao) was not my favorite, but the content was SO good. it was everything i wanted I was losing my mind. JJ telling Kiara she's a kook HURT. Kiara knowing that he's lashing out cause he's scared made me yodel. the talk in the chateau's yard about truces immediately followed by another almost almost kiss made me want to scream into a pillow. 10s all around.
I also love Heist Jiara. I loved seeing JJ at the carrera's house for the conversation about the cross, and the way he's a little bit like a caged animal around Mike is perfect!!! Him self destructing by stealing the money clip is just literally JJ 101. Jiara bike ride to Kilby Girl is now my entire personality!!!!!!!! also the fight about the money clip - that's not really about the money clip at all - followed immediately by JJ almost dying and Kiara being like "don't you ever do that again" is just aksldjfhkasjdfhlkjasdhlfkjasd i could YODEL.
the gate fight absolutely took me by suprise. the "i love you dude" was not what i was expecting AT ALL. JJ's buffering reaction and the way he's trying to downplay it was 10298/10. the hurt in kiara's face made me want to cry, and then John B fucking everything up feels... well, a little inevitable. I also love that even in their angstiest, jiara is still together, and in episode 8, they are sitting on the couch and kiara's playing the ukuele LIKE. they are best friends. they are so important to each other. nothing is ever going to change that. I also love love love the part where he's like "i'll tell you on the plane." idk it makes me feel buzzy.
episode 9 is a literal fucking feast. the feral jj, the way he KNOWS something is up when she doesn't show up, the way he drops everything and then ends up in kahoots with Barricuda Mike to get her back. "I kind of got a date" ????!?!?!?!??!!!!! then the whole thing about Marley the cat (josh I KNOW you are on the ao3 tag just drop me the username please) and Kiara immediately knowing it was him as soon as she heard "blond". the "me?". the KISS. the giggly happy in love couple that they are!!!!! i do wish the kiss had better lighting for my giffer friends but i know we're gonna get the brightest kiss in the world in s4 to make up for it (pates make it happen!!!). and i think my favorite scene of the entire season is them being so happy and giggly on the plane and the high five into a handhold alkdjsfhlkasjdfhlksadf.
episode 10 is obviously a drop off lmao. it sucks to leave the season on that note but we did get the "it's an adventure baby" and little background moments. I'm happy the pates didn't write themselves into a corner too much this season, and in a lot of ways I'm really glad that jiara is open ended because that means there's a lower chance of unnessecary bullshit being thrown our way really early on into s4. i would have liked a more definitive ep 10 moment but ultimately, espeically since we know we have s4, i'm not concerned in the slightest about it.
so, overall, i think there were parts of the season that felt slightly choppy (personally, I'm of the belief that they filmed a lot more than we saw), i think the first half was generally stronger than the second half, and I think i'm really, really fucking glad we have s4 confirmed so I don't have to stress about it even a little & we'll get to filming sooner. my sanity is hanging on by it's fingernails but it is in fact hanging on.
at the end of the day, i had the time of my life watching it and i had some really great people to share it with and I'll always be so unendingly grateful for that!!!!
#outer banks#obx#obx spoilers#obx s3 spoilers#jiara#my thoughts are all over the place (CLEARLY)#this is just my general brain rot if you have specific questions i might have half way intelligible answers#i'm sure i'll have more thoughts and I'll probably change my opinion on some things with more time#but here we are!!!
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PRIDE: I hear that you’re calling from the UK.
Jinkx Monsoon: Yeah, I'm in Cardiff, Wales. I haven’t begun shooting Doctor Who yet, but I’ve been having meetings and costume fittings. And my god, it’s just… it’s a dream come true. I’ve had a lot of dreams come true recently.
This is so exciting! I know you can’t spill any tea yet, but how excited are you to join the cast and the universe of Doctor Who?
I’m terribly excited. It’s not easy to encapsulate how excited I am with words. I was saying to the director yesterday, the role that I’m playing, it’s like everything I ever dreamed about doing as an actor in one character. It’s insane. It’s like all of my actor fantasies have been rolled into one character, and now I get to do it all on a show that I love, written by a prolific writer, a voice of our generation who has written so many astounding things. And this is just one example of his brilliance, Russell T. Davies. But it’s just… it’s extremely thrilling. And when I was dreaming, when I was a little boy, dreaming of growing up and being an actress, this is what I was imagining.
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I know you’ve been friends with Russell T. Davies. How did that friendship come about and when did you get the call to join Doctor Who?
It was kind of a perfect storm, how we became friends. I was dating my now-husband, Michael Abbott, who’s a good friend of Russell’s. So our holiday show was coming through Manchester at a time that Russell was in Manchester, and my husband reached out and he came and saw the show. And that was maybe four years ago. And then over the years, Russell has come to see many of my shows.
And I’ll tell you candidly, after I was offered the role [on Doctor Who] and I accepted it, Russell told me that he saw my show Together Again, Again with my music partner, Major Scales, which is a show where I play myself in my 80s, a kind of dystopian look at my future. Russell said that he walked home from the show that night and decided, ‘Jinkx is the person I want to have play this role.’ So he advocated for me to play this role, and it’s just one of those moments where everything fell into place at the perfect time. I think old me would’ve been nervous, like, ‘Oh, is he just giving me this role because we’re friends and he’s taking pity on me?’ But with some things that have happened lately, I guess I’m trusting my abilities and my know-how a little bit more. (x)
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IM HERE. IVE ARRIVED. I HAVE THOUGHTS. when i said i might not come back here cuz i was busy? yeah, FUCK THAT. only divine intervention can keep me away from ur account. THE NEW THAWED PART?? WHAT THE FUCK. i wake up this morning expecting a chapter like, late afternoon but i forgot TIMEZONES EXIST . so u can imagine my absolute shock when i check my notifications bar and hit tumblr writer user sixosix posted new thawed part??
dude. the scream i scrumpt when lyney recognized the reader OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD. i knew it was over when the flower landed by her feet but him saying her name had me DSINFIDSJFJDS?!?!!??! DURING THE SHOW TOO. HE DIDNT WAIT UNTIL IT WAS OVERIJ DSJUFUDJSFIJDSAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! even rereading that part now as i write has me going crazy like i cant even put my excitement into words its SO?!?!?w??VFDXJDVNDSFNC
god. okay. the scene where he grabs THE READER BY THE WAIST. 'CAUGHT YOU' ????? YEAH AND I CAUGHT FEELINGS YOURE NOT SPECIAL LYNEY?? THE GRIP ON THE WAIST. AUUUUUUUGH. ARUEGJHHH. ARHGHHRJGFDKD... IM ON MY DEATH BED!! TAKE ME TO THE BEACH SO I MAY GAZE UPON THE SEA ONCE MORE!!!!
the mr lyney. miss lynette. falls to my knees. dies. dies. dies. BUT GOD THE FACT THEY THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD TOO? no wonder lyney chased after her !!!! if my girlfriend (one-sided (?)) turned up alive out of no where i would do the same fr. a real man would drop to one knee and propose right there (grow some balls lyney)
LYNETTE!!!!! SO CUTE!!!!!!!!! IM GONNA BITE HER SOKFDOSAKDASIJD THE SLOW APPROACH LIKE A TIMID CAT AND THEN THE SMIEL AUHGHDJFSKJFD?!w?FDDJNFODSJKFND!!!!! i cant imagine how she felt finding her bff again im so AUUURHGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! i know she knocked some sense into lyney afterwards LMAOO
also reader pretending to be working under tart... ohh i know thats gonna backfire on her later in the story. ALSO CHILDE MENTION YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
do i have my doubts about lyney and lynette believing readers lie? absolutely. you dont grow up with someone and not know when theyre lying.. especially lyney. have u ever watched barbie in the dreamhouse?? theres this episode where ken tries to get a job but he doesnt bc each time barbie has an emergency, so he just becomes a (barbie)house-husband.. thats the vibe im getting from lyney and reader
the 'i'm happy to see you' from lyney, and reader (kinda?) dismissing it with the 'goodbye miss lynette and mr lyney' ????? AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH ??????? sending u the number and email to my therapist rn ure paying for my next session.
also i love aether, paimons and readers friendship, especially their little banter at the end.
ALSO. SIGH. reader calling rosalie maman. when i tell u i screamed i MEAN IT. THEY MEAN SO MUCH TO ME. I LOVE THEM SO BAD IM GONNA SOB!!!! ............im gonna say, im a bit paranoid though.. youre not gonna hurt rosalie right. righ.t Right. blinking at u. blinking at u. blink blink blink . BLINK. BLIIINK !!!!!!!!!!
ok sorry for clogging up ur asks with this . i have no idea how to end this its so long LMAOO. there are so many other parts i loved (brief melusine scene, audience reactions, etc) but i just didnt know how to convey my feelings into words ifgjdifjdji. i love thawed and ur writing SOSOSOSO much and im so excited for future updates!!!!!!!!!!!
THATS ALL I GOT TO SAY!!!!!!! ramble mode OFF!!!!!!!! BYEBYE AND TAKE CARE MUAAAAAAAAAH
HIII LIS!!!!! ohh seeing your asks rlly brighten my day. LMFAOOO your comment actually had me laughing out loud “I JUZT WOKR UP WHAT RHE DICK” HAHSA
YES. DURING THE SHOW!!! i want to emphasize that lyney did not care about the audience or the weeks of practice for this very moment if he sees the reader !!!! HELPPP nooooo dont lie on your death bed yet we still have a few more chapters to go through 💔💔
ONE SIDED GF 😭😭😭 IJBOL he definitely wouldve proposed if it wasnt for aether im telling u. YESSS LYNETTE APPRECIATION i love her so much i try to add her as much as i can bc her interactions w lyney are so fun. Theyre literally siblings 😭❤️❤️
CHILDE MENTION !! this is definitely gonna bite her in the ass later but hey thats for another chapter
YES I E WATCHED BARBIE DREAMHOUSE IMQHAHSHEH thats so funny that you said that im saving that as a screwnshot LMFAOOO
Yes i want to up the angst and pain. reader my self destructive thawed!reader … ❤️ but i also need the therapy please do send my number
Rosalie. rosalie, rosalie, rosalie. our maman. reader’s maman especially. Anyway.
AWW its okay!!! dont ever worry about your asks being too long !! i meant it when i said i love reading through them. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT ❤️❤️❤️❤️ TAKE CARE TOO LIS MWA MWA
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Imagine,,, Sweetheart and Rococo as kids,,, exploring Orange Oasis,,, and finding the sacrifice chamber,,,,, and just breaking into the safe,,,, and SWH sacrificing one of two moles for the ritual,,, and them meeting the Unbread Twins
Sweetheart and Rococo get into another argument that escalates as quickly as they always do, resulting in Rococo running away from her, as he always does. Frantically looking for a place to hide, he runs towards the Man on Fire area. SWH follows him, tapping on the risen pieces of bread since she likes the noise they make.
Then, a passageway opens up, and SWH insists they go down it, forgetting their argument immediately. Rococo's not so sure but agrees anyway, not having the energy to start another fight.
They walk down the passage, discovering the sacrificing area. SWH wonders what would happen if they sacrifice one of the actual moles, so despite the fact that Rococo's vehemently against it, she does. Then, they fall through the floor, landing on a bunch of flour, and realise where they are.
They know the stories of Breaven, of the Unbread Twins, and believe them. Of course they do, they grow up with the twins as deities. And as far as SWH's concerned, she's just gotten them into the home of two gods by accident.
They walk into the holy kitchen, incredibly excited to meet the gods that Orange Oasis worship, and find... Two kids. Only a little older than them. Baking bread. Alone. In a holy kitchen.
D&B don't react well, freaking out about people having invaded Breaven and saying that they should have implemented those booby traps they'd wanted to. Then Rococo pacifies them (having had plenty of experience with calming down SWH over the years) and they just,,, stand in silence for a little bit
Needless to say, everyone's a bit confused, especially when Biscuit speaks and Rococo & SWH understand him perfectly. Learning his language was mandatory for them as citizens of O.O., and they're very happy that they've found him and Doughie
SWH can now claim that she's met gods and has been to Breaven. Rococo's just happy that he has a chance to make some new friends :)
The twins' idea of tentatively offering friendship is handing Rococo and SWH rolling pins and telling them to get to work. SWH is furious at being ordered about but she can't exactly object because hello, gods. Rococo's a little disheartened but sets to it anyway, and the two of them start to enjoy making bread.
The Unbread Twins start answering their questions when asked, the group learning trivial things about each other (and less trivial things, like the twins' experiences over the millennia they've been alive for) as they get to know each other better. The twins, socially awkward as always, declare them friends and say that they look forward to meeting the two again before abruptly sending them out of Breaven.
From there, at random points, Rococo and SWH find themselves face-to-face with the deities again, or being whisked away back to Breaven, Waking up there becomes a regular occurrence, they're chill with it and the twins like sleepovers & surprises (when not aimed at them). Doughie and Biscuit learn of Rococo and Sweetheart's flair for the dramatic, while they discover the twins' enjoyment for playing jokes.
I'll probably want to write more on this tomorrow but I'm tired and want to get it out there. Share your thoughts! I just love these little sillies and want to see more content of them out there :D
The four of them would make such an unstoppable group and also be chaotic emotionally unstable messes together. Change my mind <3
(Oh, wait. You can't <333)
#omori#omori headspace#omori sweetheart#omori rococo#omori unbread twins#omori fanart#omori doughie#omori biscuit#orange oasis#you ever think about how the Unbread Twins are canonically gods in OO?#yeah me neither#they're so powerful and ancient#but they're absolute disasters#they leave the house for the first time in years#and immediately gamble away all of their money#swh and rococo aren't much better tbh#if this was canon doughie and biscuit would absolutely call swh out with the whole keeper/locking rococo in the walls thing#swh is the biggest disaster of them all#and we love her for it#omori bosses
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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 (Finale)
Serial Killer! Harvey x Ex-Lawyer! Reader - Chapter 2
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Year 1, Summer
3 months passed since you first moved in. You had grown to become very fond of the town and it’s people. It was so easy to talk to everyone, especially some more than others. You particularly got along with Maru and Harvey as you made sure to get check ups especially after going to the mines. They were both very intelligent making it easy to nerd out with them.
Harvey sometimes even gives you free check-ups for reasons you still aren't sure of yet. You assume it's his own way to show he appreciates the friendship you both have. He really seems like a sweet and gentle man. Perhaps even the sweetest man you've encountered in the Valley.
Anyways, summer had come around and you had already planted some seeds. You decided to take a rest day and admire the change in scenery. While walking around you saw that the usually abandoned ice cream cart was teeming with people. Going closer to it you saw the cart being manned by Alex, with some of the town’s younger folk there.
Haley was flirtatiously stroking Alex’s bicep, while Sam was taking out his wallet to pay for his and Vincent’s ice cream. Haley’s eyes met yours and did a little eye roll. "Ugh it’s summer why are you dressed like that." You saw that Alex and Haley were both wearing almost nothing whereas you were in your overalls and a shirt. Perhaps she was right, shorts and tank top maybe more comfortable in this heat.
Alex opens his mouth before you, "God Haley the farmer just moved in. Besides at least they aren’t as bad as that depressed guy." Haley gasped "Omg yas that guy really wore the same thing everyday like that homeless weirdo."
You were standing their dazed wondering who they are insulting, and that too so openly. You can’t recall any depressed folk around here. Sam interjects their laughing, "You guys shouldn’t talk about Shane like that. I spoke to him a few times during our shifts he seems like an okay guy."
Alex replied "Well whatever that guy has been missing for so long. Maybe he really did kill himself this time." Just as he started laughing, a tiny voice spoke up "T-thas not true. J-Jas told me her uncle is coming back. You are a meanie." Dropping his ice cream, Vincent runs away with tears in his eyes. Sam shot the now feeling bad Alex a look handing him 2 coins and walked away from the stand.
You didn’t know Shane was depressed, hell you barely knew him. It now makes sense why Marnie and Jas are especially worried about him. You hoped he was fine where ever he was
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After that incident with Shane, Harvey had a new found confidence growing within him. Harvey was quite excited for summer as he knew it was his next victim’s favorite season - Alex.
Harvey only had unfortunate accidents whenever he was around that numbskull jock. Last summer, Harvey was enjoying the beach view when an all too familiar leather ball hit him on the side of the face. The powerful force knocked him back onto the sand, feeling a ringing in his ears he slowly opened his eyes to see that tanned lunatic.
"Oh, didn't see you there! You're so pale you blend in with the sand heh." Alex said picking up the ball. Alex saw the wound left on Harvey's temple, "Geez you're bleeding from my ball? You're a doctor right I'm sure you can patch yourself up." He then turned around getting sand into Harvey's eyes. He was now wounded and even more blinded than he originally was.
And this morning he saw Alex trying to make you, the sweet farmer, laugh with his pathetic tasteless jokes. Harvey can't lie, he did grow very fond of you more so than he has for any other towns person. He couldn't stand to see Alex pull pathetic moves on you. Harvey knew he had to teach that prick who peaked in high school a good lesson.
From Alex's yearly check-ups Harvey knows Alex's patterns quite well. Alex is the type to go to sleep early around 10pm and wake up at 5 am to go on a jog before starting his strength training in his room. Harvey spent a few mornings getting up early and stalking Alex's route to pick the perfect spot.
Alex's jog ends at the secluded area at the hills, the spa area. Harvey knew that would be when Alex is physically the most tired before heading home. Harvey would have a slight physical advantage over Alex during this time. Luckily not even the resident's at the carpenter's shop, including Maru, leave the house before 8 am. So Harvey has nothing to worry about in terms of witnesses.
The next morning, Harvey carries out his plan. Waking up at 4am, Harvey packs his bag with a special heavy item he will be using to make sure his plan is successful. He makes his way over to behind a tree near the spa where the grass is long enough for him to blend in with. At about 5:30am Alex arrives on the road to the spa just as predicted.
Alex sits down on the ground with his eyes closed and music booming through his headphones. It was still a bit dark, so Harvey had to carefully make his way to the jock without stepping on any branches. Taking his item in hand, he crept up to the other man. Harvey with all his might brought the item up above his head and BAM slammed it onto Alex's skull.
Alex as expected of a jock, immediately tried to fight off the attacker with his arms and legs. Harvey being an agile man from his aerobics classes was able to dodge Alex's retaliations. Quickly Harvey pinned Alex to the ground with his knee and repeatedly slammed Alex's head with his weapon.
Harvey checked Alex's pulse to make sure he was dead, from there he continued the rest of his plan. He quickly cleaned up the blood Alex spilled and dragged his body into the spa building. In there, he stuffed Alex's heavy, limp body into a locker and locked it. He changed into spare clothes he had brought for himself and left quickly for work.
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The news of Alex missing spread like fire in the town. Some were wondering if Alex left for Zuzu city in the middle of the night for drinks and just hadn't returned yet. Others grew suspicious of perhaps a more sinister evil doing all of this.
#harvey x farmer#sdv harvey#harvey x reader#headcanons#stardew valley#stardew valley headcanons#stardew valley harvey#writing#stardew headcanon#sdv#stardew#stardewvalley#sdv headcanons#sdv bachelors#sdv x reader#sdv bachelors x reader#sdv harvey x reader#Harvey x reader
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I really love the idea of Nevan and Malak having one another after captivity, I'm so excited to see their friendship grow.
IM SO EXCITED THAT YOU’RE EXCITED
I cannot wait to write more of them oh my god… I’ve been a bit less motivated lately and stuff has been very crazy for me the past week but I am just sooo excited to start writing more of their friendship :D
I keep forgetting that I’m still planning on writing more stuff with them bonding and… haven’t actually… written it… so no one else knows how they’re super best friends because they haven’t been able to read the stuff in my head BUT I WANT TO GET TO IT VERY SOON
I’m just. So excited. I really hope these pieces I want to get to turn out well and that I’ll be satisfied with them >:)
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Okay I have a question for you re Brian/Michael. Now I'm no huge fan of Michael's mostly because I just find him boring overall as a character. His personality traits aren't something I enjoy in my faves he's just meh.. each to their own nothing to do with Brian at all. Michael's just screams safety and vanilla to me whereas Brian/Justin are excitement and danger yk.
Whilst I don't hate Michael as some people do or completely despise his friendship with Brian. I can see why they're friends and I understand the importance of them in each others lives - that's not to say I enjoy it. There are aspects on both sides I find irritating and make me roll my eyes.
But the one thing I've never been able to understand are the Brian/Michael shippers. Like what do these people find appealing about shipping these two romantically. How does it scream reciprocal to them? I mean on both sides they would absolutely be the worst couple purely from a non biased shipping stand point just no...
Could you ever see them as an actual couple to root for?
Yay QaF ask!!
Oh dear GOD no to the couple thing! I absolutely could not.
To backtrack a bit: no worries about not liking him--to each their own! To that extent, I imagine something appeals to people about their dynamic. If it appeals to some, like, you do you boo I don't care, have fun. From my perspective, though, there was 0 way to make a Michael/Brian romance work from a storytelling or character perspective.
But I do think the fact that the original British show does have their counterparts (Stuart and Vince? was that his name?) getting together might have created the expectation. But ultimately, Stuart and Brian, Vince and Michael, and especially Nathan and Justin were very different characters. Also, while the UK version is very well-done, its themes are much less idealistic than the US version, and it's a bit more realism-based in terms of tone.
I honestly don't think Michael was ever in love with Brian so much as he was in love with the idea of Brian. Brian was this... idea of safety and childhood to Michael, a hero. Of course, this is ironic because Brian and safety do not fit together lol (well. Besides condoms). Essentially, it's a paradox (and a complex one, which is why I love Michael actually--I loooove complexity!):
Michael truly loves, but is not in love, with actual Brian as he is, flaws and all. Michael wants this Brian around forever as his BFF.
Michael is in love with an ideal romantic image of Brian that does not exist and which he knows damn well does not exist. But:
Michael genuinely, from season 1 episode 2, states that he does not want Brian to change. So if Brian changes to Ideal!Brian, Michael wouldn't actually have the person he actually loves anymore.
Hence, it's impossible for Michael and Brian to ever end up together. Michael was pursuing what he knew he could never have. He does this partially to avoid having to grow up himself and partially out of low self-esteem (not believing he deserved to be loved back).
Michael's relationship with Brian is a good foil with Justin and Brian's, because Justin's is more like:
Justin is in love with Brian, but needs to learn who Brian is and what loving Brian means. It doesn't mean loving Ideal!Brian.
Justin knows his own worth--to an extent--and thereby is able to push Brian to grow into a better version of himself while still accepting flawed Brian.
But, demonstrating that Justin is actually in love with real!Brian, flaws and all, Justin insists in the end that he doesn't want Brian to entirely give up his vices for him. The Brian he loves and the Brian he wants around are the same.
Of course, in the end the Brian Michael loves and wants around are the same too, it's just not romantic. While Michael links Brian to childhood, Justin links Brian to growing up (losing his virginity, etc.) In a story that is essentially about Brian's Peter Pan Syndrome, that's significant.
Anyways, that's some convoluted rambling that I'm not sure if I conveyed well, but yeah. That's why I think they had 0 chance of every working together.
#ask hamliet#michael novotny#brian kinney#qaf#queer as folk#qaf meta#queer as folk meta#britin#justin taylor#brian x justin#queer as folk us 2000
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okayyyyyyyy I loooove the chapter (as usual) and I donno where to start or focus @ all asdfghjkl I mean Joon's birthdayy? Jimin's birthdayy? the whole fiasco in the brewery? the old hag being all bark no bite? the tournaments? sweet tae's handy work? and then halloween hit us like a truck and boom gotta say I didn't see that coming I thought they were done with being toddlers (?) different theories r already runnin wild in my mind abt that.. well the most plausible one is I have a feeling they fought about the u no paranormal stuff cuz that's what our joonie & jk bonded over and share a common interest in and our foxy had always been wary abt stuff like that not taking it seriously. And moving on (i hv so much 2 say asdfghjk) for a second I was abt 2 accuse u of being biased for our gothic style elk cuz his birthday got more exposure but then again can't say anything cuz a video camera didn't cost our girlie a fortune I'm ugly crying rgt now VESTAA omg I love horses and I'm soo looking forward to scenes with her and yayyyyyyy finallyyy fucking finallyyy our big bad wolf became sweet ( but now I kinda hv doubts aftr the cliffhanger lol) AND "he won, and the first thing he did was look for her"!!!!!!!!!! YOU DID NOT SAYY THAT OH MY GOD ( insert high pitched squealing) I am down bad for yoongi rgt now and I really love how all their relationships are slowly moving forward you need to win the trophy for best writer in the romantic/horror genre ASAP. Jinnie is a sweetheart and I'm happy his friend is fine and I'm so glad Tae is coming around again. The three note whistle of our foxy seems to hold some significance I'm intrigued but call me petty cuz I'm not gonna dwell on it, Foxy been getting on my bad side these days for some reason. but can't stay mad at Al cuz that's friendship goals right there Y/n has amazing friends. and the tarot interpretations were sooo cooool too. In conclusion lemme jst say the chapter gave me whiplash in the best possible way my love for Trouvaille is ever growing ig luv ya tc I'm already counting days for the nxt 🖤
fhdjakfsh YAY I'M SO HAPPY YOU LOVED IT!!!! There was so much going on in this chapter, and lots to discuss eeee.... Let's start! 🤭
The birthdays... I just love writing them! I can't wait to tackle the other guy's birthdays in the future, too-- (next up is Seokjinnie!!) And the brewery scene was a blast too. I like too add a little bit of tension between Alice, Hoseok, and Y/N, and Seokjin was so excited to eat at a restaurant and try new foods... then you have jealous Tae! And you're right, turns out that old hag is no match for Y/N, Jeongguk, and Namjoon when they join forces. (Luckily for them!)
Halloween... I might write a bonus scene for that closer to when the holiday is upon us! Like them decorating, prepping, more Samhain rituals. That could be fun, no? But the new fight that has been stirred up... they all need to figure out how to argue without it escalating. I suppose with so many male hybrids in the house, conflict is bound to happen, but they could certainly handle it better. I think you're onto something, with Hoseok's skeptical attitude towards the paranormal, he might have joked about something that offended Jeongguk, and Namjoon just happened to back him up... (Hoseok's still a little wary of Namjoon, too, keep in mind).
HEHE with the birthdays; Jeongguk's was quite a bit lengthier and more fleshed out. Since it was the first one to happen in the story, I wanted to demonstrate how Y/N is willing to plan these special days for her boys. While Namjoon and Jimin's birthday scenes are cut shorter, they also got special gifts that suited their personalities (also, if each of their party scenes were as long as Jeongguk's, I feared that they'd become a bit redundant, especially because those three's birthdays are so close).
Horses are so beautiful! I'm so happy that Y/N could reunite Jimin with Vista. Soon, he'll have even more horses to care for once they open up the stable for boarding, so that's something for you to look forward to! Also so heartwarming that Joon is beginning to trust and care for Y/N. As for Yoongi, he's just sooooo.... 🥵 he just wanted Y/N to celebrate his win with him (romantic!!!) Sweet Jin UGH I just wanna snuggle him, he really feels so close to Y/N. Next update, we'll hear more about his friend, Hannah. And thank goodness Tae is recovering from The Incident. 😩
I do get the Hoseok whistle question here and there! He's based off of Mr. Fox in Fantastic Mr. Fox. The whistle tone comes from the movie, you can hear an example of it HERE! Y/N does have some pretty solid friends, and I'm happy you like them too... if Alice knew about Y/N's feelings (she hasn't even decided them for herself, however) she wouldn't openly flirt with Hoseok. The Tarot interpretations were also super fun to research. The deck used in the story is The Wildwood Tarot. It exists IRL, if you're curious!
You're so sweet, and so kind-- thank you for such a wonderful compliment on my writing. I love sharing it with you all! I loved hearing all of your feedback, as well, thank you so much for sending it in. Love to you, and hope to talk to you during the next update! 💜🥰💜🥰💜🥰💜🥰💜
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✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ANON LOVE :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧
Just wanted to stop by and share what I love about you and it's your writing and general energy in the fandom! Tbh, your energy and excitement, the way you hype up others? It reminds me so much of early days of this fandom. In a good way, I swear! I know "the early days of the hetalia fandom" has a lot of bad, but some of the good is how much people hyped each other up, squeeing and cheering everyone on. It didn't feel like trying to compete with fellow creators back then, which sometimes it does now, and seeing the way you're so kind to fellow creators, cheering them on, it brings back wonderful memories of amazing friendships, even if I only ever knew them as their avatars/usernames. But you're also an amazing creator too, and that deserves so much more recognition. You have a very interesting writing style that is VERY engaging and keeps me reading, so even if it's a long chapter, it honestly doesn't feel like I've been reading all that long. You write in an almost interactive way, where I feel like I'm part of the story, even if it feels like I'm being held in place and forced to watch whatever madness is happening (no complaints, honestly, I'm loving every moment). I haven't gotten a chance to read the UK bros horror fic yet, but based on what I skimmed over before saving it for later reading, it already looks good! This is getting long, but I also needed to mention your art, too. I saw your art progression post, comparing a current and old drawing you did of Canada, and it's amazing! You're already doing so much better, drawing different body shapes, and I can only see you getting even better and better as time goes on.
Now spread the love! (But no pressure!) You can tag someone to say what you love about them, or if you're shy like me, drop some love as anon in their inbox! There's never too much love for us to share with each other 💖
I hope you know anon, whoever the fuck you are, is that you made my WEEK, I'm so happy right now oh my lord thank you.
Also as for my vibes, what more can I say, a homie is a homie even if it's an internet one, excersise safe caution ofc but also just vibe and dont be a cunt to others man, just dont.
Also thank you about my writing QwQ, someone said it was like lemony snicket but 83% more chaotic and yknow what I'll take that, and hahdjejdjdjd thank you for saying my writing is engaging oh my god I literally do not know what to say AAAAAAAA
and as for the art fuxk fuck fuck I never liked art at school but I'm acc growing to love it bc of this bloody fandom. and thank you thank you thank you for being so fucking nice I'm going to cherish this oh my god
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Hiiiiiii, it's me, Gouda 🧀 anon, but I am not on anon! lol I sorted out my Trumblr from all the cringy shit from years ago finally so I don't have to be embarrassed what I have on here haha (I saw you said you've been on Tumblr since 2015, well I've been on here since probably 2009 and yeah... Had to go down the memory lane and it was a bit cringe 😂)
I saw your message that Chapter 4 will be posted tonight and the giddy feelings that I felt, boy oh boy... Could barely contain myself in my chair!
This has been such a lovely update! It was amazing to see more interactions between Doc and Zoro. And his POV is just *chef's kiss*. It really helps to see that there's more to each of them than the other sees. And honestly, Zoro is being stupid because he can fulfil his promise and still get Doc so... *side eye* lol
I am honestly so curious to see what you have planned going forward: with Doc and Straw Hats AND Doc and Zoro. And if you grace us with even more Zoro POV to see his inner battle - I will devour it 😂
Also, I have to say - him bringing the beer and him bringing back the flower as an apology were one of my favourite parts in this chapter. Especially this one:
What he wouldn’t tell you, is because they only grew at certain times and usually in the snow, it made them one of the most resilient flowers because they could grow under any conditions.
ALSO, oh my God, this interaction in particular too:
“What do I gotta do to hear one of these world-famous Doc jokes?”
He waited until his face was neutral to look back at you. Both hands rested on his swords as he watched you fill the bottle to the brim and place it securely inside your satchel.
“For that kind of service? You have to be dying.”
We know what happens later and now I will wait with baited breath for doesn't matter how many chapters to see whether Doc actually says that joke 😂
I also love the ending, the fact that Nami is considerate enough to offer for Doc something to wear. It's a small interaction though I would think that it gives them a small part to bond to some extent ❤
As always, an amazing update and I am so happy to see these two continue to bond, even if they are both acting silly now. Really curious and excited for the next part to see how Doc reacts to Sanji and maybe even how Zoro reacts if Sanji flirts with Doc?! 😂
I have so many feelings to this story, I have to admit, I read Chapter 3 five times. Then I went to read Chapter 2. And then I read all chapters from the first one before this update because I have an insane amount of brain rot for OPLA Zoro and it's been consuming me this week 😂🙃 Also, because it's been bringing me joy and making me smile at a time in my life where I'm feeling a bit lost.
Sending you so much love and thank you for the update. I had a shit week so this has been such a mood booster that it is hard to put it into words how much I appreciate you and how happy I am that I discovered you and Chaos in Their Bones.
Hope you're having a lovely weekend, Jenn ❤
Osiyo my Gouda 🧀 Nonnie turned to my cheesy!! I am so happy to hear from you! The fact you did an intense cleansing of your tumblr makes me feel like I should probably do the same BUT 2009, you say?!? My bestie started a tumblr around that time too, I believe. What was it like? Was it wild? Lol
It makes me so happy to know you enjoyed the updated chapter! I was honestly very nervous about it cause I wrote it starting yesterday around 5 pm and finished by roughly 9:30 am. I just knew that once Sanji was introduced the story was going to be a bit more hefty, per say. There is the drinking scene, and I wanted Doc and Nami to have some time together, because she deserves a good wholesome friendship, okay?!
I’m so glad you love Zoro’s POV! It always makes me nervous because he is such a moody baby, but also extremely devoted to keeping his word/promises. I thought it was important to show his side and struggle, because he is so devoted to fulfilling his promise that I can envision him being completely blinded by that determination. I mean, look how he responds to poor Nami 😩😩
Oh man, we know Sanji flirts with EVERY woman lol so flirting is definitely implied and I may or may not have already pre-written the dialogue for most of that scene 🤣
I cannot believe you’ve reread Chaos in Their Bones so many times! But also, I completely understand why you would after reading the rest of your message. It is an absolute honor and a privilege to be a part of something that is bringing you joy in a time when you feel like it is most needed. I always look forward to your reviews and to see how you liked chapters. It means a lot to me to see your 🧀 in my ask box. I am incredibly sorry this week wasn’t any good, but just know I am sending you lots of love and good vibes that hopefully next week is better than this one. Sending you virtual hugs and Much Love 🖤
#thecheesyreader#answered#Chaos in Their Bones review#I hope all is well hun#and thank you for letting my little story be a place of comfort for you#you humble my story more than it deserves#but I am so truly honored to be there for you when you need it#wishing you so much joy#now I’m gonna go be emotional now ok?#opla zoro
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