#ryan wolfe imagines

[rubyarrows]

It Takes Two

Amidst the bustling halls of the Miami-Dade Crime Lab, Ryan and YN stood in front of a large whiteboard covered with photographs, case details, and strings connecting seemingly unrelated pieces of evidence. Their camaraderie was palpable, having weathered countless challenges together, both on and off the job. Ryan, with his intense focus and meticulous attention to detail, balanced out YN's more intuitive and daring approach to solving cases.

The latest case on their docket was a complex one, involving a series of interconnected murders that had left the entire team perplexed. As they studied the evidence before them, YN's expressive eyes narrowed, her mind clearly deep in thought. "There has to be a pattern here somewhere," she mused aloud, her voice carrying a hint of frustration.

Ryan leaned against the edge of the table, his arms crossed, his analytical mind at work. "We've been through tougher ones, YNN. We'll figure this out," he reassured her, his tone calm and steady.

YN sighed, her fingers drumming lightly against the table. "I know, Ryan. It's just that... this time, it feels different. Like we're missing something crucial."

Ryan glanced at her, his gaze softening. "Hey, we make a great team, remember? We've cracked cases that seemed impossible before. This is no different."

She managed a faint smile, appreciating his attempt to lift her spirits. "You always know what to say, don't you?"

He chuckled softly. "Well, I try."

As the hours ticked by, the two delved deeper into the case, examining each piece of evidence from different angles. Ryan's attention to detail complemented YN's instinctive leaps, and together, they began to uncover connections that had eluded the rest of the team. It was this unique synergy that had always set them apart.

But despite their progress, frustration still lingered. YN ran a hand through her hair, leaning back in her chair. "It just feels like we're running in circles."

Ryan pushed himself away from the table and walked over to her, resting a hand on her shoulder. "We'll get a breakthrough, YNN. We always do."

She looked up at him, her gaze weary yet determined. "You have an uncanny ability to see the light at the end of the tunnel, you know that?"

He shrugged, offering a small smile. "Someone has to, right?"

YN let out a genuine laugh, the tension in the room momentarily dissipating. "Well, I'm glad that someone is you, Ryan."

As the night wore on, their collaboration deepened. It was during one of these late-night brainstorming sessions that YN's eyes suddenly lit up. "Wait a minute," she said, excitement creeping into her voice. "Look at this pattern in the victims' locations. It's not random; it's based on their workplaces."

Ryan's eyes widened as he studied the map she was pointing at. "You're right. The killer is targeting them based on their jobs."

YN nodded fervently. "And if we cross-reference their schedules, we might just identify the common denominator."

As they delved into this newfound lead, it became clear that they were onto something big. Their synergy and determination propelled them forward, piecing together the puzzle one fragment at a time. Hours turned into days, and their work began to yield results. Eventually, their efforts culminated in the identification of a suspect with a vendetta against specific professions—a breakthrough that led to the suspect's arrest and the unraveling of the intricate web of motives and connections.

In the end, it was the unwavering partnership between Ryan Wolfe and YN that cracked the case wide open. Their distinct approaches and mutual trust were the keys to deciphering the enigma that had stumped others. As they stood side by side, looking at the solved whiteboard, a sense of accomplishment and relief washed over them.

"You see, YNN?" Ryan said with a satisfied smile. "I told you we'd figure it out."

YN grinned, playfully nudging his shoulder. "Yeah, yeah, you were right. As always."

And in that moment, amidst the fluorescent lights of the crime lab, their unbreakable bond and shared triumph shone as brightly as the Miami sun.

#ruby arrows #ruby arrows imagines #csi #csi x reader #csi imagine #csi imagines #csi fanfiction #csi miami #csi miami x reader #csi miami imagine #csi miami imagines #csi miami fanfiction #ryan wolfe #ryan wolfe x reader #ryan wolfe imagine #ryan wolfe imagines #ryan wolfe fanfiction

[marinerainbow]

I have a Roo thought for you 😅😅😆

Imagine the Roo's dressing up as the Lion King's Hyena trio for Halloween XD Rena is obviously Shenzi and she & King (as Banzai) get totally into it; are making dumb jokes and cackling all night, while Ryan's Ed is just completely uncharacteristically silent and scowly, drinking whiskey or something XD

What Disney henchmen/or/sidekicks do you think your WFRR OC's might dress up as for Halloween? XD

(*cough* Lottie would turn up as full-on Scar.)

I need you to know that I literally squealed when I saw this notification. ROO THOUGHTS!!!

Oh my god XDDD yes. I love this. This is probably the one time King actually chose to get specially dressed up for the night XD I need Ryan being all grumpy in his hyena outfit watching his sister and in-law make fools of himself XD (if Maya was still around, she could have been Zazu? Or one of the background hyenas so Ryan won't be alone ^^ XD) And Lottie showing up as Scar is PERFECT!

Ohhh which sidekicks my OC's would dress up as?? Hm...

Ben: Doesn't dress up for Halloween in general, so I can't see him making an exception here. He's such a spoil sport (though, I do imagine him dressing up as The King of Hearts, even if he's not exactly a sidekick).

Henry: oh Henry would absolutely dress up as Honest John or Br'er Fox. C'mon, it's right there!!! He can laugh about the irony XD I can also see him pulling off Sir Hiss' outfit (even though it's just a hat and cloak XD), possibly the Sheriff of Nottinham? Might be too flashy for him though 🤔 (how would Rena react to Henry dressed up so handsomely like John or the Sheriff? 😏)

Moony: I can also see him wearing the Sheriff' royal garb- except he'd bring more muscle to the look XD KRONK!!! He could pull off a Kronk costume!! He's got a similar build to the guy anyway. Ohh he could be one of Captain Hook's pirates, too! Or maybe Scroop. It'd be easy, that alien only wears a cap and a vest. Moony can do that~ 😏

Poppy: I can actually totally see her dressing up as LeFou- either version. She'd look cute in the little French man's suit, I bet ^^ she could also pull off a Sir Hiss look, too! And with how small she is, it could look like those adorable designs of tiny characters with big and wide cloaks!! 🥹 ohh maybe she and Shiny can dress up as Anastasia and Drizella?

Shiny: Ok technically Pixar isn't the same as Disney, but Shiny would pull off Ken's outfits, with Barbie's spunk! It doesn't help that I've imagined her interrogating/torturing Greasy the same way Barbie does Ken XDD (also Shiny would be caught wearing her heels through her disguise, even if it's an astronaut suit XD). She also has soooo many burlesque outfits with feathers and fur; she can put her own spin on the animal sidekicks, such as Diablo or the Cheshire Cat (I am terrified of the prospect of a sexy Iago costume 😭)

Terry: Jasper and Horace. But they're so close enough to his style, everyone assumes he's just dressed as normal XD bro has to explain his own costume 🥲

If the weasels can count; Shiny is absolutely putting her own spin on Greasys suit (an open buttoned blouse instead of a pink tie, for one 😏), Moony can be Stu, he's the only one who can wear the shirt and carry the bat comfortably XD Henry called dibs on Smartass' suit, so Poppy wears Psycho's straightjacket (it looks comfy so she'd be happy either way. But I also think she could pull off SA's suit). Terry can be Wheezy, and Ben can be one of the deleted weasels XD

Thank you for asking! This was fun to think about!! ^^

#omg Greasy and Psycho reacting to their ladies wearing their outfits #i can only imagine how excited theyd get XD #asks #other people's ocs #Kingston Kangaroo #Rena Roo #Ryan Roo #Lottie Weasel #my own OC's #Henry Foxworth #Moony Wolf #Ben Cottontail #Poppy #Shiny Weasel #Terry Ratt. T #disney villains #disney henchmen #wfrr #who framed roger rabbit #tooniverse

[ashes-writing]

w a k e up | csi miami ; r.wolfe

|| taglist,babes + req rules + send ?s + masterlist + kinktober masterlist ||

** graphics made by me courtesy of pinterest + google image search. The list of prompts provided so generously by @the-purity-pen -huge thanks, y'all please go check them out. **

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚡 ; 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 + 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚡

Summary ;

--- falling asleep with him buried inside of you only to wake up and fuck him awake completely.

Pairing ;

Ryan Wolfe x fem!reader

--- no physical description given beyond having female parts.

Warnings ;

--- minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. In addition to the prior, pinv - unprotected, body fluids, reader is the instigator here, body fluids, kissing, petnames/dirty talk, cockwarming, teeniest bit of a breeding kink on Ryan's part if you really squint, hiiinted at somnophilia -consensual of course

Taglist ;

--- the people listed below are the only ones I have on my csi miami/vegas/ny taglist. If you'd like to be added, click the little link up top.

@beardedbarba @calmcoast

@justmeandanoverdrive

@uncrownedmox

The feeling of his cock getting hard inside of you all over again is what draws you out of the dream you were having, prompting you to fuck yourself up and down on his cock as it continues to grow. 

His fingers dig against your bare back and he groans quietly, the sound shattering the silence in the bedroom of your apartment. “You want somethin’, sweetheart?” he mutters as he grabs your jaw and pulls your mouth against his to kiss you. “Take it. It’s yours. I’m yours, fuck…” he growls the quiet command against your mouth as he starts to skim his hands up and down your sides, letting them settle at your hips, giving you a little squeeze when you start to move just a little faster because it feels way too good.

“Ride me, baby. C’mon.” he’s chuckling as he says it, peering up at you through heavy lidded eyes as he watches you take his cock and use him. “Fuck. So fuckin hot, baby.” he groans out as a hand leaves your hip to clutch at the dark navy sheets on the bed as he bites his bottom lip. It’s probably the only way he wakes up in a good mood anymore, truth be told. Watching you ride his cock until you’re a teary-eyed mess and you have to lean down and cling to him to let him fuck you through the way your orgasm always shatters through you and leaves you a mess, dripping all over his cock as you kiss, nip and bite him almost frantically.

It feels so fucking good, to be wanted… Needed that much by somebody, so if you want to wake him up with sex and you can only fall asleep if his cock is buried inside you lately, he’s definitely more than happy to oblige.

“Ryan, oh.. Ahhh, fuck.” you whine, your cry shattering the silence in the bedroom and competing with the steady creak of the bedframe as he grips your hips and starts to slam you up and down on his cock as his own orgasm reaches a blinding height. “Baby, faster, c’mon..” you moan out, your hands planted on his chest and your nails digging against his skin as you bounce yourself up and down on his cock, your orgasm so close you’re aching for it. 

“C’mon, princess.. You know what I want.” he coaxes right as your orgasm slams into you and you melt down into him to giggle against his neck, “Your turn, fuck…. Feels so damn good, baby.. Please give it to me?” 

At your begging against his neck and the way you start to suck a mark into it, he’s fucking up into you, letting you raise up again and gripping your hips to keep you upright as he drives into you as deep as he can, absolutely buried inside of you.

His orgasm shatters him and he groans, his hips stammering before going completely still as he catches his breath and then starts to fuck up into you slower, fucking his spilled seed back inside of you. He pulls you down on top of him again and presses his lips to your forehead lazily. “We’re off today. We’re not gettin out of bed, I hope you know that, angel.” he chuckles as he says it and you yawn out against where your face is buried in the hollow of his neck, “I can live with this decision, baby.”

#ryan wolfe #ryan wolfe imagine #ryan wolfe smut #ryan wolfe fanfiction #ryan wolfe x fem!reader #<- minors absofuckinlutely not. general warning on all my adult content. #-> please read all warnings before proceeding to read this. #<- female reader ; vague description (female parts)

[happyunbday2u]

So I found this And I just HAD to make this

#ocean's 11 #the bad guys #danny ocean #rusty ryan #mr. wolf #mr. snake #when you can't draw that well so you trace #kleki paint tool #i tried #but imagine the crossover #what animals would everyone else be?

[nvrcmplt]

#» ᴍᴜsɪᴄ #» | × | Kamitami&Joey || Smh & Ily. Stupid Monster Hunters & I Love Yetis? || #» | × | Yuji&Suga || The Prettiest Boy I've Ever Seen || #» | × | Yasushi&Cosmo || Don’t Tell Anyone The Big Bad Wolf Is A Puppy In Disguise || #» | × | Kerberos&Cú || Mayhem Caused Why Are You Always So Mean To Me || #» | × | Beniamin&Seiichi || Touching Him Feels Like A Leap Of Faith You Didn’t Know You Had || #» | × | Curtis&Sullivan || The Perfect Blend Of Salty Cheese Curly Fries || #» | × | Hanazaki&Tarek&Kian || A Love Outside Of This World X2! || #» | × | Iseul&Vinnie || Like Comment And Subscribe || #» | × | Osakwe&Dominic || Limitless Imagination || #» | × | Renji&Artem || I Thought I Was On My Own But We Are Howling :: I Love You So || #» | × | Ryan&Mason || We Found Love In A Dog Filled Place || #» | × | Sophia&Koda || Love Story Of The Gothicclover || #» | × | Toby&Logan || Lets Do It Doggy Style So We Can Both Watch Xfiles || #» | × | Tyler&Kian || Whispering Candle Smoke Caresses The Starry Night Sky || #» | × | Tyler&Kousuke || A Sweaty Summertime Tangle Of Lips ||

[dangerehrenn]

duddddeeee okay so imagine reader is put in a kinda sexy outfit for a prank and the members are all just flustered as fuck while talking and teasing her

i LOVE this

fem!reader, kinda went off track lol sorryyyy

when you fluster (?) the guys

you’re wearing a nurse outfit you found in your trailer

but the skirt is far too short and the shirt is a tad bit too tight

you know you were put in this outfit to be a ‘distraction’

you don’t mind it though

all eyes are on you and you’re loving it

you’re not sure who’s idea it was, your bet is on spike

regardless of who’s idea it was, it’s getting lots of positive reactions

you casually walk up to the boys who are all sat in an almost circle, talking about stunts they have to do or have done in the past

knoxville is speaking as you walk towards them but he instantly loses his train of thought

not seeing you, bam starts to make fun of johnny for it while taking a sip of his beer

but chokes slightly as he notices you, cheeks going red as you give him a knowing look

“where’s this little get up from?” chris says

“dunno, it was in my trailer with a note saying for me to put it on”

“ok, who’s idea was this?” dave says after looking you up and down, trying his hardest to avoid eye contact

steveo wolf whistles you, telling you to spin

“yeah y/n, spin” wee man says

you do a spin and you hear murmurs of “damn” and “holy shit”

suddenly ehren has to excuse himself, causing the boys to erupt into laughter

“where you going ehren?” bam shouts

“no where!! it- it’s unrelated!”

you take a seat next to preston and ryan

and you fully realise that all your friends have a staring problem

and they all have slight blushes on their faces

it boosts your ego though, so you cant really complain

“you ever find out who left you that outfit? tell me, i wanna thank them personally” knoxville says with a smirk and a laugh

#jackass #jackass hcs #jackass headcanons #jackass x reader #johnny knoxville headcanons #chris pontius headcanons #ryan dunn headcanons #bam margera headcanons #danger ehren x reader #ehren mcghehey headcanons #dave england x reader #johnny knoxville x reader #bam margera x reader #ryan dunn x reader #steveo x reader

[hedwig123]

A List of Reasons We Should Be Allowed to Switch Kaitlyn & Ryan in the Last Three Chapters

RYLAN RYLAN RYLAN RYLAN RYLAN RYLA-

Kaitlyn bypassing the option to pull the knife out at all because she has first aid training and wouldn't even consider it

Ryan asking for the silver shell from Abi before going to the scrapyard because tbh it's weird that Kaitlyn didn't in the first place, so??? So if we're switching them anyway might as well make that an option

The chance to kill Silas in the scrapyard? So that instead of Chris & Ryan having the Mutually Exclusive Party Members narrative, Ryan gets a chance to save him but only if he thinks rationally and agrees to let Kaitlyn go with Laura since Kaitlyn will have the ability to actually objectively judge the situation unlike him & Laura 👀

RYLAN RYLAN RY-

Kaitlyn and Laura hanging out for 2-3 chapters. Let Laura talk to a another female character for more than half a second!

The scene we'd get if Ryan went to the scrapyard with Infected!Dylan??? Him telling Kaitlyn to run is already one of the best scenes in the game, imagine him and Ryan after Ryan's had a short segment of deciding not to shoot Silas (because Ryan/first time players wouldn't know what wolf it was)- and going to find Dylan only for him to warn Ryan away before turning??? Or if Ryan does shoot Silas it cuts to Dylan in the crane suddenly regaining his normal color and the tension just drains out of him and he's like "hmmm. interesting"

Ryan talking about his feelings of hurt and fear and betrayal with someone he trusts

RYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN

#the quarry #could have been the best story-based game... ever made #if they'd just cooked it for one more year #ryan erzahler #kaitlyn ka #dylan lenivy #laura kearney #rylan

[buckybarnesb-tch]

Klaus Mikaelson Playlist

Werewolf-Motionless in White

Bad Moon Rising-Mourning Ritual

Game of Survival-Ruelle

Believer-Imagine Dragons

Ribcage-Andy Black

Kill of the Night-Gin Wigmore

Bodies-Drowning Pool

Last Resort-Papa Roach

Centuries-Fall Out Boy

Start A Fire-Ryan Star

Sink or Swim-Falling in Reverse

Why Worry-Set it Off

Immortals-Fall Out Boy

Just Pretend-Bad Omens

Seven Devils-Florence + the Machine

Legends are Made-Sam Tinnesz

Don’t Threaten Me with a Good Time-P!@tD

Beaten in Lips-Beartooth

Things We Lost in the Fire-Bastille

bad guy-Billie Eilish

Brother-Kodaline

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-Set it Off

You Should See Me in a Crown-Billie Eilish

Big Bad Wolf-In This Moment

Heathens-21 Pilots

I Will Not Bow-Breaking Benjamin

Killer in the Mirror-Set it Off

My Life-Billy Joel

Howl-Florence + the Machine

Victorious-P!@tD

Evil Angel-Breaking Benjamin

Feel Invincible-Skillet

Raised By Wolves-Falling In Reverse

Throne-Bring Me the Horizon

Untouchable-Motionless in White

I Told You I Was Mean-Elle King

Like a Villain-Bad Omens

Demons-Imagine Dragons

Broken-lovelytheband

Angel Eyes-New Years Day

Emperors New Clothes-P!@tD

Criminal-Britney Spears

Soft-Motionless in White

Popular Monster-Falling in Reverse

Messed Up-Once Monsters/Chloe Adams

Been to Hell-Hollywood Undead

Someone to You-BANNERS

Natural-Imagine Dragons

THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND-Bad Omens

The Devil Within-Digital Daggers

Monsters-Ruelle

Animal I Have Become-Three Days Grace

That’s What I Like-Bruno Mars

I’m So Sorry-Imagine Dragons

Fuck Away the Pain-Divide the Day

Born for Greatness-Papa Roach

Young God-Halsey

Just Like You-Falling in Reverse

Paint it Black-Ciara

The Resistance-Skillet

Hell Above-Pierce the Veil

Judas-Fozzy

Legacy-Motionless in White

Monster-STARSET

Come with Me Now-KONGOS

Sarcasm-Get Scared

Bad Mother Fucker-MGK

Whatever it Takes-Imagine Dragons

S.O.S-The Glorious Sons

In The End-LINKIN PARK

Masterpiece-Motionless in White

Human-Rag’n’Bone Man

In the End-Black Veil Brides

Dead Hearts-Stars

Monster-Reckless Love

Blood//Water-grandson

Born for This-The Score

#vampire #hybrid #tvd klaus #the vampire diaries #the originals #the vampire diaries imagine #the originals imagine #klaus imagine #klaus x reader #klaus x y/n #klaus x oc #klaus fluff #klaus fic #niklaus mikaelson #niklaus imagine #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x y/n #klaus mikaelson fluff #klaus mikaelson x oc #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson playlist #klaus mikaelson smut #klaus mikaelson imagine #Niklaus Mikaelson Playlist #playlist #vampire playlist #originals playlist

[theaawalker]

Fandoms I'll Write For

Marvel (not Iron Man, Starlord, Loki, Thor, Doctor Strange, or Hawkeye, Drax, Victor Creed, Antman, Adam Warlocke, AG's Spiderman, or Cyclops)

DCEU (not Peacemaker, Killer Croc, JL's Joker, RP's Batman, or anyone from Gotham except Jerome/Jeremiah Valeska)

Scream Queens (not Chad Radwell or Pete Martinez)

American Horror Story (only Murder House, 1984, Freakshow, and Cult)

Hunger Games (not Gale, Maymitch, President Snow, or Cato)

The Maze Runner (not Ava Paige, Jorge, or Janson)

My Little Pony

Once Upon A Time (not Hook, David, Rumple, Neal, Peter Pan, or Zelena)

Pacific Rim (not the sequel)

Twilight (not Seth, Edward, Carlyle, or Jasper)

Stranger Things (not Will Byers, Billy Hargrove, or Jim Hopper)

IT (2017, 2019, and tv series) (not Henry Bowers or Pennywise)

Jurassic Park/World (not Owen Grady or Ian Malcolm)

Jumanji (1997 & 2017)

Zathura (not the dad or robot)

Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill)

Girl, Interrupted (not Jared Leto's character)

The Black Phone (not the Grabber or Mr. Blake)

Teen Wolf (the film & series)

Equestria Girls

Teen Wolf (not Peter, Jackson, Theo, or Derek)

The Office (not Jim, Ryan, or Dwight)

Now You See Me (not Dylan Rhodes or Merritt McKinney)

Descendants (not Chad, Harry, Ben, Jay, or Carlos)

Sky High (not Zach or Speed)

Percy Jackson films (not Luke Castellan)

The Umbrella Academy (not Five)

TMNT (live action ver. only)

Dance Moms (not the final season)

Ender's Game

Wednesday (not Xavier, Tyler, or the Dean)

Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse (not Mentor Peter Parker)

Unbreakable (not Hedwig or Dennis)

Big Hero 6

The Black Mirror

Dynasty (not Culhane, Adam, or Blake)

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Spy Kids

Sharkboy & Lavagirl

Clue, Knives Out, & Glass Onion

Back to the Future (not Biff), Breakfast Club (not Bender), Sandlot, Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill), Mighty Ducks, The Outsiders (not Dally, Two-Bit, Randy, Bob, Steve, or Darry)

I’m willing to write imagines for underage characters so long as there's no romance (examples: hang out with the Losers Club at the barrens; go shopping with Eleven and Max; play baseball with Finney and Bruce). I’m allowed to deny any request and the longest I should take ever to write one is about 2 weeks. I’ll write smut, fluff, angst, poly relationships, LGBTQ+, etc. Generally most of my x readers are female unless stated otherwise.

What I won’t write-

I won’t write anything to do with rape, bestiality, necrophilia, incest, romance with anyone younger than 18, gun play, anything about poo(sexually), anything about urine(squirting is fine considering it’s not technically urine), age gaps. See guidelines for more details.

Thanks for reading❤️

A.A. Walker

#writer #academia #artists on tumblr #booklr #writers on tumblr #aspiring author #college #creative writing #nostalgia #on writing #fandoms #fandom list #request #requests open #taking requests #reqs open #requests are open #multifandom #fandom #my fandoms

[rubyarrows]

Job Offer

YN stood outside of Horatio’s office, clutching the letter offering her a job in the Orlando CSI division in her hand. This letter held the possible opportunity to further her career in a field she had dedicated her life to as well as being closer to her family. But as she lingered on the thought of taking the job, she couldn’t help but feel like this was a goodbye to the place she had grown to know as her home and the people that had become more than coworkers but her family away from her own. This was why she had to talk to someone and the only one with the most logical course of thinking was H.  

Taking a deep breath, the YHC haired girl knocked on the office door. “Come in.” said his voice as it resonated through the glass. As she entered, YNN found Horatio engrossed in a pile of paperwork. He glanced up and once he noticed it was her, he gave her a small smile. “YN, what can I do for you?” 

YN took a seat in one of the chairs across from him at his desk and laid the letter in front of him. He then opened it, reading the words before him and then looked up at the young investigator sitting at his desk. “I received that in the mail at the beginning of the week,” she explained with a tinge of uncertainty riddled within her voice. “Though I don’t know if it was my father’s doing to try and get me to come home or if I've been that noticed, but it’s a fantastic opportunity none-the-less. I can’t help to feel torn.” 

Lieutenant Caine leaned back in his seat; his piercing gaze fixed on the young detective. “What’s holding you back?” he questioned. “Father’s pull or not something else has kept you from taking this offer the moment you read the words on this piece of paper.” 

“To be honest with you, H, I don’t know.” she confessed. “Miami has been my home for almost 5 years. The team has become a second family to me. But I know I haven’t gotten to see my actual family as much as I or they would like and taking this job would change that.” 

Horatio nodded, understanding the dilemma she had found herself in. “Family is important. It's what grounds us, what keeps us connected to who we are. But I can see why this decision would weigh so much on you.” He said and leaned onto his elbows that rested on the desk in front of him. “But I do remember what you told me when you were first hired on, the reasoning you left there in the first place.” 

YN nodded, knowing exactly what he was speaking of. She had just moved down to the area after working for the city of Orlando for three years. It was the fresh start she had always wanted, and she was happy with the way her life had panned out since deciding to come south. Now she had considered going back to the place that she wanted to get away and stay away from. 

As their conversation continued, Ryan Wolfe, who had been passing Lieutenant Caine’s office, overheard snippets of what they were talking about. His curiosity piqued at the sounds of the conversating, so he stopped in his tracks and leaned against a nearby wall to listen in.  

When YN and Horatio had stopped talking, Ryan continued on his way. He didn’t know how to feel. YN was one of his closest friends, they were partners. Knowing that she might leave hurt him, but he knew that her family was important to her too. 

YN managed to catch up with him a few moments later. “Hey, Ryan,” she said with her signature smile. “Mind on taking a ride with me? Got a lead on Tavers.”  

“Sure thing.” he said as he fell into step beside her. “So, might be going back to Orlando, huh?” The girl beside him only nodded, not knowing what to say since she hadn’t known he was listening. “What did H tell you?” 

YNN looked over at him with uncertainty. “He understands why I'm willing to leave and why I'm wanting to stay but his advice was that family is important and whichever family I do decide to stay with, the other should be able to accept it and move on. And though I know that my parents, mainly my father, won’t do that and you all will, it’s still a hard decision to make.” she confessed her gaze fixed on the ground as they walked together. 

Ryan nodded. “He’s right, you know. Being closer to your family is important. Reason number one why you should take the job.” 

YN’s heart skipped a beat at his words. This coming from Ryan, of all people, gave her the biggest shock. He had been her partner and best friend since she had joined the CSI team. He had always shown her kindness and support in all her endeavors. But when it came to leaving Miami, it was a shock. 

“I wasn’t expecting that coming from you, to be honest.” she admits as she looked up at him. “But I agree, I just can’t help but feel sad thinking about leaving everyone here behind. That includes you. Especially you.” 

Detective Wolfe met her gaze with complete sincerity. “YNN, look, friendships don’t just end because distance separates us. No number of miles between us can change that we’ve been through so much together and have vowed to each other to be there throughout whatever challenges us next.” he said and grabbed her hand. “Besides a four-hour drive isn’t going to kill us every other weekend.” 

YN looked up at him with an amused look on her face. “Every other weekend, huh?” 

Ryan grinned. “Oh, you thought I was going to let you just go and not see you on occasion? That’s funny.” 

As they made their way out to the Hummer, YN couldn’t help but still feel sad at the thought of leaving but the talks with Horatio and Ryan did help. She knew whatever path she took they and the rest of the team would back her up a hundred percent. But she wondered what she wondered what her dad would say when she told him she wasn’t going to take that job. 

#ruby arrows #ruby arrows imagines #csi #csi x reader #csi imagine #csi imagines #csi fanfiction #csi miami #csi miami x reader #csi miami imagine #csi miami imagines #csi miami fanfiction #ryan wolfe #ryan wolfe x reader #ryan wolfe imagine #ryan wolfe imagines #ryan wolfe fanfiction

[musette22]

I’m sorry Minnie, this is a long one but I need to discuss with someone my thoughts about Seb’s latest casting as Trump.

The only way I’m seeing this work out is if they lean heavily into the comedy aspect of a dramatic comedy. I don’t know if you’ve seen Taika W’s Jojo Rabbit, but they make Hitler seem completely ridiculous.

If they don’t, I think it’s a serious ( & potentially dangerous mistake). Because no matter how many bad things they show the character doing, he will still seem aspirational to some & sympathetic to most. Look at movies like The wolf of Wall Street where Leo DiCaprio played Jordan Belfort - a categorically awful person- but you come away from watching that movie thinking what a badass or feeling sympathy for him. Look at Pam&Tommy, Sebastian himself made a sexist, wife beater with anger issues seem likeable, yes he’s troubled & clearly has issues, but you don’t hate him. But at least Tommy & Jordan are currently out of the spotlight aren’t politicians.

Imagine if they announced that Ryan Gosling was playing young Putin, we’d all be rightly horrified. It’s the same thing, you shouldn’t be giving unnecessary attention to current political figures. Trumps running for president ffs

If this is anything but a straight satire then I really hope as a fandom we can put our love of Seb aside and not give this narcissistic man a spotlight . I can just see Trump at rallies bragging that he’s getting a movie made about him and they’ve hired a good looking young actor to play him. It makes me feel ill.

Hi there, anon. Thanks for your ask. I'll be honest: I share your concerns. I'm not thrilled about this casting news at all. I heard some rumours to this effect on Tuesday but I still hoped it might not be about Sebastian's project, but apparently it is.

Fortunately, all signs point to this movie being critical of Trump, and not at all in support of him, but even if that's the case, the concerns you raise are still valid. However sure I am that Sebastian would never have any part in any Trump propaganda, and that he sees this as an opportunity to work with people he admires and tell a good story, which additionally criticises Trump, I still wish he hadn't taken this part. I personally agree that the less attention given to that cretin the better. Trump does NOT need any more publicity, good or bad. And the timing of this project is worrying too, imo.

I personally have no desire to see a movie about Trump - I already know everything I need to know about him as well as how I feel about him - and I have no desire to see Sebastian play Trump and forever associate the two. Even though I'm sure they'll 'uglify' him for this part, Sebastian is still Sebastian (i.e. charming and likeable irl), which I think is an issue in this case.

So as things stand now, I don't think I'll be seeing this movie when it comes out. We'll have to wait and see if perhaps it might turn out to be heavily satirical or something, but I'm not sure it will be. Only time will tell, I guess. Let's hope Sebastian knows what he's doing with this one, for all of our sakes, but for his own as well.

#i'll answer some more asks about this after work i think #but this is by and large my own opinion #sebastian stan #the apprentice movie #minnie answers

[ashes-writing]

a p p l e s | csi miami ; r.wolfe

** all images made by me. prompt credits go to the makers of the lists I used which can be found[ here ] [here] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [here] [here]and [here] - a huge thanks to all the wicked talented creators of these prompt lists. **

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 - 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐

↪ summary

--- you and your husband Ryan Wolfe take your 4 year old daughter to an apple orchard to pick apples. [ kind of a spoiler to a reader fic I want to write at some point ig. ]

↪ pairing / fandom

--- female!reader x ryan wolfe - CSI Miami.

↪ warnings

--- tooth rotting fluff. sexual innuendo if you squint. touching and affection. pet names used.

↪ taglist, babes

--- my taglist is [here] if you'd like to be on it. @tbmunson oh look its me bestie, on my crime show bullshit, lol.

@beardedbarba

@calmcoast 

@justmeandanoverdrive

@uncrownedmox

You can smell pancakes and this is what draws you out of bed. You make a blind stumble down the hallway and into the kitchen where you find Ryan at the stove, your daughter -and his little mini, balanced on his hip as Disney radio plays in the background and the two of them laugh like they’re both in on some little secret.

You make your way over and hug against his bare back from behind. “You two are up early.”

Ryan flips a pancake and removes it from the pan to place it on a plate filled with pancakes waiting nearby and after he shuts off the stove, he turns to face you. You melt against him and bury your face in his chest as you yawn. “You need coffee, babe?” Ryan teases quietly and you gaze up at him hopefully.

“So, I was thinking..” Ryan speaks up as he pours you a cup of coffee and you fix everyone’s plates and carry them over to the little dining table off the kitchen, “That orchard is open. Maybe we could take Angel and go check it out today?”

“You don’t have to work?” you ask, grinning and giving an excited fist bump when Ryan tells you that he doesn’t have to go in to work today. He chuckles and you smile as you sip your coffee. “They do have that petting zoo..”

“It’ll be fun.” Ryan coaxes and you smile, nodding. “ It’ll definitely be fun.” you take a bite of your pancakes and spear a bite for your little girl. She’s grinning and excited, rattling on and on a mile a minute about how she can’t wait to go pet animals at the apple orchard. Ryan takes a sip of his coffee and the two of you lock eyes, sharing a smile.

“If we’re goin, we better get moving. The orchard is two hours away, kiddo. C’mon.” Ryan picks up your 4 year old daughter and carries her down to her princess themed bedroom to get dressed and you hurry to get yourself ready. At some point, Ryan wanders into your bedroom and presses against you from behind. “Still feels like this is a dream sometimes, baby.” he mumbles against the shell of your ear in adoration and with a chuckle, he adds quietly, “I’ve been thinking…”

You glance over your shoulder at him and grin. Your heart is racing because you’re wondering if he’s been thinking the same thing you have lately. “Oh yeah, baby?”

“Mhm. I think our little girl needs a brother or sister.” Ryan’s muscular hands are moving up and down your sides and you’re smiling so much it hurts your cheek. You laugh softly and turn to face him, toying with the front of his plaid flannel and walking your fingers up and down his chest. “You do, huh? Well maybe I agree..” you’re staring at the buttons on the shirt and not looking up at him, but you’re grinning. “And maybe, after we get back from the orchard, when our little angel is out for a while… maybe we can start trying again?”

He bites back a groan and his hands are wandering again, the two of you share a laugh when your daughter races in, her favorite Barbie backpack slung over her shoulder. “Can we go now, please?”

“Are you ready, babe?” Ryan asks you and you smile, giving him a thumbs up. As soon as you’re in the car, your daughter is babbling excitedly and pointing out things as they fly past. By the time you reach the orchard, she’s been asleep for thirty minutes and somehow, as Ryan gets her out of the SUV, she doesn’t wake up right away.

So he carries her and slips an arm around you as the three of you make way to the apple cider stand to get some cider in an attempt to make it seem like fall despite the heat of midday sun beating down on you both.

“We’ll have to make a trip somewhere there are actual seasons one day, babe.” Ryan mumbles as you cozy up to him and take a sip of the chilled beverage. “Mmm. I like the sound of that.” you murmur as the two of you begin to wander through rows of apple trees. Your daughter wakes up and she’s seated on Ryan’s shoulders to pick an apple she wants.

You step away from them to take a good photo because it’s just too damn cute not to do so. As you snap photo after photo, you can’t help but think how lucky you are and how much you love your life.

Letting your sister Natalia set you up at her wedding was truly the best decision you ever made.

#ryan wolfe #ryan wolfe imagine #ryan wolfe fanfiction #ryan wolfe x fem!reader #ryan wolfe x fem!reader imagine #ryan wolfe x fem!reader fanfiction #<- safe for everyone. a general tag for all my safe to read works. #-> female reader ; female parts + connection to Natalia Boa Vista #<- fall into fall 2022 writing #... lowkey wanna write the thing tbh ... we shall see ig

[strawbs-screaming]

☆ how the boxers react to being flirted with ☆

Sorry for dissapearing (again), i was busy damaging my hearing, enjoy my woobification teehee

Glass Joe

- Really depends on how you flirt with him, if its poetic or really straightforward hes gonna turn into a tomato

- hes not giggling, its just your imagination nuh uh

- he def rolls in bed like a rotisserie chicken while thinking about ur pick up line

- hes gonna try to flirt back until its just a competition of who blushes the hardest

Von Kaiser

- actual jaw drop from him, the more poetic the better

- in shock, his brain literally turns off

- has to check his pulse because GODDAMN his heart is beating harder than usual (You may have a heart palpitation, kaiser)

- you live rent free in his head now congratulations

Disco Kid

- right back at you, if youre a bit too straightforward he may need to tell you to slow down

- youre getting a response IMMEDIATLY. And i mean it, fresh out of the oven, thrown at you with some sprinkles on top

- giggling while he calls you cute names like sweetie, honey, baby etc etc

King Hippo

- nice try, HES AROACE!! (GET HEADCANONED IDIOT!!)

- he laughs it off while making it clear hes not into you or anyone

- flattered though, appreciates the fact that you were willing to go out of your way to approach him

- if he was not aroace or only ace, he'd just smile, the more poetic you go with him the better you have chance of making him go red

Piston Hondo

- hes suddenly cosplaying a cherry

- loves poetic rizz, will definitely go back at you until both of your flirting attempts sound like two lovers mailing each other in opposite sides of the world while one is at war

- if youre straightforward he just gets flabbergasted, like what do you mean there isnt a build up for it with 20 poems inbetween??

- cant focus rest of the day, hes internally screaming off a mountain

- the sight of you just makes his ability to focus evaporate

- draws and/or writes about you rest of the day

Great Tiger

- if you use something clever you can get a small blush out of him

- if you're the type to go for poetic lines youre gonna need to call 911 because his soul literally vanishes from existence, tiger dont go into the light stay with us PLEASE

- has to have his clones give him flirting advice because his flirting skills are not there (like 80% of my hearing)

- his flirting attempts are just "damn, are you a construction worker?, because you are a building." no matter how much he tries

Bear Hugger

- he makes his reactions clear, literally emotes while you flirt with him

- if youre poetic or straightforward he literally just says "woah"

- he just turns into that one cartoon wolf im not kidding, literal "ohh mama hubba hubba" from this man

- his flirting style is very straightforward, not "hey babygirl" type but "youre so pretty i would leave all my belongings and change my identity if it ment i could hold your hand" type, do you understand??

Don Flamenco

- replies 1.2 seconds after you, he needs to have the last word here (or last rizz in this case)

- literal mirror, the more more straightforward & atrocious your lines are the more straightforward his are going to be until it devolves into both of you sounding down bad, when they go low, he goes lowER

- poetic lines makes him have a heart attack

- its actually possible to fluster him

- unironically says babygirl to anyone hes flirting with when approaching, it doesnt matter how tall, strong or flirty you are, your gender doesnt matter, he can and will call you babygirl, its a gender neutral term for him, corners you while doing it

Aran Ryan

- evil cackling, if you put a organ over his laugh you suddenly get a scooby doo villain, he sounds less like hes flustered and more like hes about to detonate a nuclear bomb

- unhinged lines, ends up getting restraining orders thrown at him

- brings things he finds cool to flirt, ranging from flowers to rocks (he was a evil crow in a past life trust me his left eyebrow told me)

- cartwheels away

Soda Popinski

- maniacal giggling, even if its not THAT good & ridiculously straightforward

- his pick up lines unintentionally sound like god tier shitposts & end up working somehow

- corners you (in the romantic way) if you're really direct

- has the silliest giggle when flustered, literal "hehe" coming from this man that could snap you in half if he wanted to

Bald Bull

- you think the others are bad at handling flirting?? Then you havent seen bald bull because OH MY GOD HES ABOUT TO LITERALLY FLY OFF THE EARTH

- hes actually fairly difficult to fluster but once you find his weak spot hes gone from there

- cannot flirt back, blurts something dumb out like "sorry im all red pretty people make me nauseous"

- he literally goes (> - <) when blushing & covers his face with his hands

- the more direct you are the closer he gets to passing out

- stutters a lot (omg y/n is that you)

- Bull, this is bottom behavior

- people use the most unhinged pick up lines on him, someone once told him "let me milk you."

- his hands automatically go 👉👈 if hes too flustered

Super Macho Man

- Stop boosting his ego please, he may be flustered but youre kinda enabling him

- dumbest pick up lines

- also another unironic "hey babygirl" user

- if he doesnt know what to do he just throws money & valuables, 5000 dollars be upon ye

Mr Sandman

- oh my god he has the sweetest smile ever (if you dont go too straightforward), he doesnt blush a whole lot but he just chuckles a bit

- if youre direct, his jaw also drops like huh??

- his weak spots are poems & small gifts

- a little bit dense but once he gets it he smiles like crazy

- giggling kicking his feet whenever he remembers that

#punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #don flamenco #punch out headcanons #bald bull #piston hondo #glass joe #aran ryan #great tiger #von kaiser #bear hugger

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

SKZ DRABBLE-OT8

The one where the first heat is expected and the second catches everyone entirely off guard.

Or PART ONE of the fourteenth installment of the SKZ!pack Prequel Series.

A/N: Listen. I haven't been able to write for two weeks. So. This has been marinating and getting more complicated and more involved the longer it stews in my head. So. Two parts it is. SORRY NOT SORRY.

Tags: Skz, Stray Kids, Stay, OT8, SKZ!pack, skz!abo, poly!skz, omegaverse, pack!prequel, skz!pack prequel, prequel series, new, update, bang chan, lee minho, seo changbin, hwang hyunjin, lee felix, han jisung, kim seungmin, yang jeongin, y/n, skz x you, skz x reader, ot8 x you, ot8 x reader, angst, fluff, skz imagines, skz reactions, skz scenarios

Genre: Angst, Light fluff? idk honestly

Title: Sleepless in Seattle (Seoul Style) Part I

When you enter Hyunjin’s dorm, the first thing you notice is the smell-overwhelming, tangy, mouth watering citrus, lemons and oranges-coating everything. 

The second thing you notice is that the TV is currently blaring the soundtrack to “Sleepless in Seattle,” Hyunjin’s go-to favorite rom com when he’s feeling down, or sick, or just overly sappy in general. Entering the living room, you see Hyunjin and Felix curled up on the couch together, bodies wrapped around each other, stuffing snacks into their mouths, their eyes riveted to the TV, as Meg Ryan reads an entirely too personal letter from Tom Hanks. 

“Ah, shit. That time already?” You comment with amusement, leaning against the doorframe and taking in the two omegas, their fingers intertwined, Felix’s head resting on Hyunjin’s shoulder. 

Hyunjin glances up, large dark eyes reflecting the light from the screen, and sticks his tongue out at you. 

Protectively, his fingers stroke Felix’s hair. 

“Preheat sucks okay? This is the ritual.” 

You grin. “So this is like, the pregame before the actual game? Like a tailgate party.” 

“That’s after the game, noona.” Felix remarks now, giggling slightly, as he glances at you, freckles melding as his nose crinkles with his smile. 

You shrug and cross the room to sit beside them, scooting in beside Felix as you wrap your arms around his middle and rest your chin on his shoulder. 

“I know nothing about sports obviously.” Hyunjin scoffs. “Obviously.” 

They return to watching the movie, and you let your nose rub back and forth across Felix’s shoulder absentmindedly, featherlight, taking in the hints of orange that preheat seems to bring out stronger than before in his scent. 

Saliva pools beneath your tongue, and you swallow, trying to focus on the movie. 

“Why do they write letters anyway?” You ask after a moment, if only to distract yourself, and Hyunjin looks at you like you’re stupid and have just insulted his mother, as Felix shifts slightly in your hold. 

“Because it’s romantic?” Hyunjin quips back, and you hum under your breath in response. 

Your fingers tickle Felix’s side, and you’re not really paying attention to the movie, surrounded by the omegas’ warmth, your nose nuzzled snuggly against the skin of Felix’s throat. 

Without really thinking, you let your nose drop, brushing across his scent gland, the smell of oranges dizzying, intoxicating, and Felix squirms in your arms, letting out a little whine that has you instantly snapping back into focus and pulling away from him. 

His fingers snag your wrist, stopping you from pulling away completely, and his pupils are dark and large, swallowing up his irises, his lips slightly parted. 

“No. Don’t leave.” 

You realize your alpha pheromones are reacting to his preheat heightened omega ones, the room quickly filling with the smell of frost settling over an orange grove on an early winter morning. 

Hyunjin is covering his nose with his hand, but your gaze is locked on Felix. 

Your teeth ache. 

“Felix-” 

Felix swallows, you watch the way his throat bobs, and his chest heaves. 

“I promise, alpha, I’ll be good just-” His eyes are shiny now, like he’s about to cry, and your wolf snarls protectively. “-don’t go.” 

“Lix.” You say again, gentler this time, and carefully unlock his fingers-one by one-from around your wrist. “It’s probably best for me not to be here during preheat. That was stupid and selfish of me.” 

“No.” Panic flashes across Felix’s face, and Hyunjin wraps his arms around his middle in a comforting gesture, nuzzling against the other omega’s scent gland to try to calm him. Felix stays tense. “It already hurts, and it’s just gonna get worse and if you’re not here-” “I’ll come whenever Jinnie calls for me.” You reassure him, not daring to touch him again, in case it sets him off, in case you don’t have the will to uncurl his fingers a second time. “I promise.” 

The air smells like something else now, something stronger, tart and enticing, and you realize with a start that it’s slick. 

Felix’s slick. 

You clench your jaw and bite back the groan of frustration that wants to break past your teeth. 

“Felix.” 

Hyunjin says the other omega’s name firmly, turning his chin to force him to look at him, holding his gaze. 

“Focus, baby. Take a breath.” 

Felix takes a deep breath, and when he glances at you again, his pupils have shrunk-if only a little-and his cheeks have reddened, his expression sheepish and slightly embarrassed. 

“Sorry, noona.” 

“It’s okay.” You hurry to reassure him, reaching out to pat his hand, which feels stupid, but you’re not sure how much more you can do without pressing his control or your own. “Preheat. I get it.” 

Felix nods and sighs. 

“Yeah. Preheat.” 

There is a knock at the door, startling you-and Felix, if his sudden jump is anything to go by-and Hyunjin barely glances up as he calls out casually, “Come in!” 

The door opens, then closes, and suddenly, the whole apartment is awash with the smell of incoming rain. 

Every hair on your body bristles. 

“Hey, Jinnie, thanks for letting me hang out till Changbin is done-” 

Chan walks into the room, glancing down at his phone, but when he makes eye contact with the three of you-especially you in particular-his easy going demeanor shifts into something wary, and his words trail off into nothing. 

Your hackles rise even further, and you can feel yourself baring your teeth into a threatening start of a grimace. 

“Jinnie. What’s he doing here?” 

You’d like to blame the icy, venomous quality to your voice on Felix’s imminent heat, but you’re fairly certain it’s just Chan’s presence in general that brings out this ugly side to you, and to your wolf. 

A snarl is building in your chest, your eyes locked with Chan’s. 

“He’s just hanging out until Binnie is done with his class. They’re headed to the studio together. Noona.” Hyunjin reaches out to place a calming hand on your forearm, his scent spiking in an effort to placate you. “It’s fine. I invited him, Felix okayed it.” 

You shake his hand off of your arm and stand from the couch abruptly, and Felix’s overly sweet scent-heightened by preheat-suddenly takes on an edge of something bitter, like cookies burning in an overly hot oven. 

Small, warm fingers close around your wrist, and Felix’s voice is suddenly a whimper, on the verge of tears. 

“I’m sorry, noona. Don’t go. I promise I”ll be good, alpha, don’t leave, please.” 

You tear your gaze away from Chan, still standing silently in the doorway, not quite sure what to do, and glance back down to Felix, the omega looking up at you with wide, shiny doe eyes. 

You lean over to press a kiss to his hot forehead, and gently unwrap his fingers from their place around your wrist. 

“You did nothing wrong, baby. You’re a perfect angel, Lixie, always so good for alpha. But I just need to go for a while okay? Just-” You carefully set his hand back down in his own lap and try to ignore the hurt look that washes across his face. “-I promise, baby, I’ll come right back as soon as you need me okay? I’ll be here as soon as you call. As soon as it starts.” 

Hyunjin wraps a protective arm around Felix and gives you an exasperated look, but sighs tiredly, as if he doesn’t want to get into this with you now. Not yet. 

“Noona will be on speed dial, Lixie. I promise.” 

With Felix curled up against Hyunjin, you glance back once more at the pair of omegas, and leave the dorm without a second look in the other alpha’s direction. 

He’s still standing silently in the entryway to the room when you slam the door behind you. 

******

As you slide into your usual seat at your usual table in your usual campus cafe, you’re loath to hear what Hyunjin has to say about the whole ‘Bang Chan possessive alpha omega in heat pissing contest” incident that happened several days earlier.  

However, as soon as you sit down across from the other omega, iced Americano in hand, you note immediately that something is terribly wrong. 

 “Whoa.” You remark, suddenly worried, as you lean toward Hyunjin, his head slumped down on his forearms, coffee untouched. “You don’t look great.” 

“Yeah, well, funny, considering I feel like shit.” He grumbles, squinting at you, as you raise a hand to his forehead. 

He’s hot. Really hot. 

“Shit.” You swear, taking back your fingers from his skin like you’ve been physically burned. “You’re hot.” Hyunjin, ever the flirt, regardless of how crummy he’s feeling, offers you the closest thing he can muster to a smirk and a wink and says weakly, “Thanks, baby. You’re not too bad yourself.”

“Jin, no, you’re like-” You reach back out hesitantly, letting your palm rest against the curve of his skin beneath his bangs, and he bumps into your hand clumsily with a relieved sigh, as if the chill of your own skin is satiating some of the burn of his. “-really hot.” 

“It’s probably just the flu.” Hyunjin mutters, his face once again buried in the safety of his arms, as if the overhead lights are too bright for his current state. 

“Are you sure you’re not-” You start to say, and the omega snaps his head up, glaring at you with as much guile as he can muster. 

“I’m positive. I track religiously.” 

You hold up your hands in a peace gesture and stare at the flushed omega until he finally lets his head drop back down to its previous spot. 

“Okay, okay.” 

“I told you, it’s just the flu.” Hyunjin complains once more, and his voice is hoarse, as if his throat is scratchy with the beginnings of a cold. “I’ll go to the doctor’s office on campus this afternoon and see if they can give me something to speed up the recovery process.” 

You give him a pointed look, knowing he won’t notice anyway, not in his currently miserable state, and say firmly, “Do you promise?” 

The omega sighs and rolls his eyes. 

“I promise.” 

There is silence for a brief moment, you stewing in worry, Hyunjin suffering, and then the omega raises his head again with effort and pins you with a serious look. 

“Do you wanna talk about what happened the other day?” 

You sip your Americano. 

“Do you wanna talk about how loud you and Changbin were this morning?” 

Hyunjin cringes. 

“Touche.” 

You smirk and raise your glass to him in salute. 

“Conversation over?” 

Hyunjin sighs heavily and lets his head slump back to the cool table top. 

“Conversation over.” 

*******

You enter the keycode to Hyunjin’s dorm without looking, balancing the coffee you hold in one hand expertly, the soup dangling in a takeout bag from your elbow, warm as it bumps lightly against your hip. 

Pushing through the door, you call out loudly, alerting the omega to your presence, “Jinnie, I brought you some soup. And I swear to god, if you’re as stubborn about it as Changbin, I will personally shove it down your throat.” 

There’s no response, as you dump your offerings onto the kitchen table and take off your sneakers, shoving your backpack onto one of the chairs. 

It’s not odd, per se, the lack of answer, because your boyfriend could have headphones on, could be taking a nap, but something inside of you goes on high alert regardless, your wolf suddenly bristling to attention. 

“Jinnie?” You call out again, carefully making your way from the kitchen and down the hall, toward the closed door of the bedroom. 

Your wolf is growling dangerously now, clawing at the pit of your stomach.

“Hwang Hyunjin, if you’re not answering me on purpose, just to make me worry-” You start to say threateningly, trying to keep a teasing tone to your voice, even though your heart is hammering so loudly in your ears you can feel it. 

Your hand splays on the wood of the bedroom door, and you’re about to push it open, privacy be damned, when a sound from the adjacent bathroom makes you whip around, ears pricked, wolf crouched and ready. 

There is the sound of something crashing to the floor, louder and more violent this time, and without thinking, you’re flinging open the door and unceremoniously bursting into the bathroom. 

“Jinnie-” You gasp out, your words stuttering to a halt in your throat at the sight of the omega curled up tightly in the bottom of the tub, fully clothed, surrounded by fallen product bottles. 

“Fuck.” 

You rush to him, dropping to your knees beside the tub, and reach out a careful hand, not quite letting your fingers drop to his shoulder, not sure if you should touch him when he’s visibly shaking, curled in on himself, eyes tightly closed. 

“Hyunjin.” You try again, voice softer this time, and you let your hand make contact now, barely stopping yourself from pulling back at the heat of his skin, even through the thin t-shirt he wears. 

He cracks open an eye, vision blurry, and his chapped lips part, and you’re not even sure if he totally recognizes you, not until he speaks, voice raspy and weak, “(Y/N)?” 

“Yeah, baby.” You reach up and push sweaty hair back from the hot, sticky skin of his forehead, trying not to wince at the feel of the burning fever beneath your fingertips. 

Hyunjin’s eyes flutter closed again, his lashes wispy against the red skin of his cheeks, and he weakly nuzzles into your touch, chasing after the cool feeling of your skin with a little whine as you pull back, digging in your pocket for your phone. 

“Jinnie, I’m gonna go call Changbin real quick, okay? He can come help us. Get you back to bed, more comfortable-” 

“Please don’t leave.” Hyunjin’s fingers encircle your wrist, and his eyes fly open again, desperation lacing his wavering words, his bottom lip trembling, fingers shaking where they come into contact with your own. “I don’t want to be alone.” 

“Okay, okay.” You soothe, reaching up with your free hand to stroke your fingers through his hair once more, continuing the motion until he has relaxed back against the tub again, his eyes closing. “I won’t leave, baby. I promise.” 

You glance down at the phone still clenched in your hand, and type out a hastily urgent text message to the other alpha instead. 

SOS. Hyunjin’s dorm. Now. 

Sliding your phone back into your pocket, you lean over the edge of the tub and continue your gentle touches in Hyunjin’s hair, letting your fingers trail across his cheekbone, down the slope of his nose, tracing his jaw, the lines of his throat. 

You watch the way he swallows with difficulty, the steady rise and fall of his chest, the minute trembling still apparent in his muscles, the way he’s curled in on himself, as if everything hurts and he’s only barely managing to deal with it all. 

Finally, you ask quietly, “Jinnie. What happened?” 

He sighs, the sound one of shuddering resignation as it leaves the part of his lips, and without opening his eyes, he murmurs back, “I went to the clinic.” 

You wait for him to continue, and when he doesn’t, you state softly, “It’s not the flu.” 

He shakes his head minutely, and the action appears painful, his features pulling into a wince, even as he replies tiredly, “No. So I asked for suppressants.” 

Your wolf growls, low and dangerous, and you have to force your voice to remain level, your fingers tightening over his own. 

“Hyunjin. You can’t take suppressants once your heat has already started. It’s incredibly dangerous. You know this.” 

You’re nagging, you know you are, but something inside of you is clenched with panic at the thought of the omega-your omega-putting himself in danger so stupidly, not even thinking to ask any of you for help. 

“I know-” Hyunjin lets his head loll against the edge of the tub, cracking his eyes now, staring at you, his bottom lip trembling once again, his voice shaky, barely above a whimper. “-but I’m not on schedule, and Felix is already down and out, and I feel so absolutely fucking miserable, noona, I just-” 

A tear leaks from the corner of his eye and down the fever-reddened skin that stretches across his cheekbone, and everything inside of you loosens up at the sight. 

“Okay, okay.” You placate, and without thinking, you climb over the lip of the tub and slide down the cool porcelain to sit behind him, your arms going around his waist, holding him against you, taking most of his weight as you support him. “I’m sorry. It’s okay, baby.” 

Hyunjin sniffles, letting his head drop back against your shoulder, and he closes his eyes again, tears still leaking from beneath the dark line of his lashes. 

“I don’t wanna do this.” 

“I know, baby.” 

His trembling fingers find your own, and he clings to you as if you’re his last lifeline to sanity, sitting curled in the bottom of the tiny dorm room tub. 

“I’ve been puking my guts out all morning, and the cramps are twice as bad as normal, and everything smells way too strong, and I can’t even get my body to cooperate to do anything-” 

He holds up a splayed hand, the fingers shaking, as if in example, and you promptly cover them with your own. 

“It’s okay, baby. I’m here now.” You nuzzle your nose into the skin behind his ear, brushing over his scent gland, and you feel him relax minutely against you at the action, the trembling decreasing, if only a little, for now. “And Binnie will be here soon and then-” As if on cue, the front door beeps as it’s thrown open and the sound of frantic, pounding footsteps sound from down the hall.

“(Y/N)? Hyunjin?” 

Changbin’s voice is frantic, and you can smell the sharp acid notes underlying his usual smell of muted smoke, your wolf whining in response to the other alpha’s obviously clear distress. 

“In the bathroom.” You call out, trying your best not to jostle the omega currently curled up against your chest, though he still winces at the sound of your voice, as if even that is too loud in his current state. 

Changbin skids into view in the doorway, and his eyes find your own, then fall to Hyunjin. 

“Fuck.” He swears quietly, vehemently, and his fingers curl around the door jamb so tightly that his knuckles lose all color. “What happened?” 

Hyunjin whimpers at the sound of the other alpha’s voice, but he doesn’t open his eyes, and you press a steadying palm against his forehead, keeping him locked securely against your body. 

You’re not entirely sure you trust him in this moment to support himself. 

“Surprise heat.” You reply back, quietly this time, aware of how the volume of your voice probably affects Hyunjin’s already pounding head. 

“Fuck.” Changbin reiterates again, eloquently, and you nod carefully. 

“And then-” You adjust the omega’s body weight to reduce a cramp in your thigh, and Hyunjin whines, his fingers digging into your arm. 

You barely breathe until his breathing has settled back into a rhythmic pattern again, then cock a brow at Changbin, still standing in the doorway. You’re sure he can read the blatant worry written all over your features. It’s reflected back openly on his own. 

“And then-” You repeat, softly, seriously, arms tightening slightly around Hyunjin as if to protect him from what you’re about to say. “-he went to the clinic on campus and lied to get suppressants. He took them after it had already started.” 

“Fuck.” 

“I know. That’s what I said.” 

Hyunjin stirs weakly, flailing a little bit in your hold, and you shush him, comfortingly resuming stroking your fingers through his hair, trying to ignore the way he’s growing hotter and more sticky with sweat as time goes on. 

“Don’t be mad at me-” The omega slurs out, trying to win the battle against his own body and open his eyes, even as he struggles fruitlessly in your hold, as if to try to reach out to Changbin. “Hyung, don’t be mad.” 

He sounds on the verge of tears, and Changbin finally moves, drops to his knees beside the tub and strokes a hand down the omega’s overly hot skin in a comforting, soothing gesture, his fingers pressing gently into the scent gland at the base of Hyunjin’s throat. 

“Shh, Jinnie. I’m not mad at you. Of course not, baby. We just want to help you feel better. That’s all.” 

Hyunjin sighs and relaxes back against you, and you glance over his head to Changbin. 

You’re wearing matching worried expressions. 

“What do we-” You start to ask, feeling a little more emotional now that the other alpha has appeared, able to drop your overly calm and collected facade in the face of Changbin’s obvious concern. 

And then Chan appears in the doorway of the bathroom, and everything inside of you seizes up. 

Your wolf immediately snarls, ready to pounce. 

“What’s he doing here?” You ask shakily, your tone reeking of betrayal, even as Changbin moves to put a hand on your arm, a silent plea to not engage, not right now. 

Chan’s expression is careful, but the concern is clear in his dark eyes as he glances first from Hyunjin, then to you. 

“I drove Bin here. He said it was an emergency and I figured my car would be faster than the bus system. Is he-” He glances back to Hyunjin, and there is open uneasiness on his features now. 

Before you can confront either of them, Hyunjin stirs again, probably in response to the sudden bitterness in your familiar scent, and clawing weakly at your arm, he whimpers out, “I wanna be with Felix. Please?” 

Changbin glances at you, and you take in a shaky, steadying breath, before you pet the omega’s head once more, and say gently, “Okay, Jinnie. But his dorm is on the lower level. Can you make it there?” 

“I dunno.” Hyunjin replies back, honest and broken and wounded. He sounds on the verge of tears again. “But I need Felix.” 

“I’ll carry you, Jinnie.” Changbin says immediately, glancing to you for confirmation, and after a moment, you give a short nod. “We’ve got you. We’ll take you to Felix, okay, baby?” 

“I can help if you need-” Chan offers from the doorway, and you immediately feel your wolf jump on the defensive. 

“We don’t need your help!” You blurt out without thinking, and Hyunjin whimpers and curls smaller against you in response to your tone. You take in a breath and try again, quieter, but no less venomous. “You’re not part of this pack. We don’t need your help.” 

Changbin’s fingers dig into your arm a bit. 

“(Y/N). Let him help. We’re gonna need every bit of extra strength to get Hyunjin down to Felix’s dorm, not to mention, currently, Felix himself is in heat. And when we get there, we could use an extra alpha on our side. It’s gonna be messy.” 

You huff a breath that sounds more like a snarl out between your clenched teeth. 

Changbin’s voice turns gentler. 

“I don’t need to remind you that Jinnie’s heats are bad even when he hasn’t fucked them all up with suppressants.” He glances at the omega, barely conscious, on your chest, and your heart squeezes, your protective wolf backing down a margin. “Let him help. Just for now. Just till we get him comfortable.” 

You force another long breath and don’t look at the alpha standing in the doorway, try to breathe through your mouth to filter out the smell of rain. 

“Fine. But once Jinnie is okay, he leaves.” 

Chan nods from the corner of your eye and takes a step toward your trio.

“I’ll leave as soon as he’s comfortable.” 

You glance at Changbin over Hyunjin’s head, and he gives you a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes, or break through the worry currently furrowing his brow. 

He reaches out a hand to help you stand. 

“Okay. Here we go.” 

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There are four books coming out tomorrow, plus one we missed earlier this month. Which of these have caught your eye?

Flower and Thorn by Rati Mehrotra Wednesday Books

One girl. One boy. A promise broken. A magic stolen. Irinya has wanted to be a flower hunter ever since her mother disappeared into the mysterious mist of the Rann salt flats one night. Now seventeen, Irinya uses her knowledge of magical flowers to help her caravan survive in the harsh desert. When her handsome hunting partner and childhood friend finds a priceless silver spider lily--said to be able to tear down kingdoms and defeat an entire army--Irinya knows this is their chance for a better life. Until Irinya is tricked by an attractive imposter. Irinya's fight to recover the priceless flower and to fix what she's done takes her on a dangerous journey, one she's not sure she'll survive. She has no choice but to endure it if she hopes to return home and mend the broken heart of the boy she's left behind.

If You'll Have Me by Eunnie Viking

Momo Gardner is the kind of friend who’s always ready to lend a helping hand. She’s introverted, sensitive, and maybe a little too trusting, but she likes to believe the best in people. PG, on the other hand, is a bit of a lone wolf, despite her reputation for being a flirt and a player. Underneath all that cool mystery, she’s actually quick to smile, and when she falls for someone, she falls hard. An unexpected meet-cute brings the two together, kicking off the beginning of an awkward yet endearing courtship—but with their drastically different personalities, Momo’s overprotective friend, and PG’s past coming back to haunt her, Momo and PG’s romance is put to the test.

A Bright Heart by Kate Chenli Union Square & Co.

What if you could avenge your own murder? A brilliant young woman gets a second chance at life in this debut YA tale of vengeance, court intrigue, and romance, inspired by classic Chinese tropes. Mingshin outsmarted three princes to help the man she loved become king. But she doesn’t see Ren’s betrayal coming, not until she’s lying in a pool of her own blood on the palace steps. As she’s dying, Mingshin makes a desperate plea to the gods to turn back time and give her a chance to make things right. Mingshin wakes up two years earlier, her prayer granted, and swears two things: Ren will never become king, and she will never fall in love again. But the timeline in this life has changed: a dignitary gifted with dark magic is threatening her kingdom’s peace, and Ren’s thirst for power runs deeper than Mingshin could have imagined. She finds herself allying with Jieh, another contender for the throne. Mingshin knows better than anyone not to give her heart to a prince. But in the viper’s nest of the royal court, she and Jieh prove a phenomenal team. Can Mingshin avert the catastrophe of her past by once again learning to trust…and maybe even love?

All These Sunken Souls: A Black Horror Anthology edited by Circe Moskowitz Amberjack Publishing

Welcome to the Dark. We are all familiar with tropes of the horror genre: slasher and victims, demon and the possessed. Bloody screams, haunted visions, and the peddler of wares we aren’t sure we can trust. In this young adult horror anthology, fans of Jordan Peele, Lovecraft Country, and Horror Noire will get a little bit of everything they love—and a lot of what they fear—through a twisted blend of horror lenses, from the thoughtful to the terrifying. From haunted, hungry Victorian mansions, temporal monster–infested asylums, and ravaging zombie apocalypses, to southern gothic hoodoo practitioners and cursed patriarchs in search of Black Excellence, All These Sunken Souls features the chilling creations of acclaimed bestsellers and hot new talents, with stories from Kalynn Bayron, Donyae Coles, Ryan Douglass, Sami Ellis, Brent Lambert, Ashia Monet, Circe Moskowitz, Joel Rochester, Liselle Sambury, and Joelle Wellington.

The Blackwoods by Brandy Colbert Balzer + Bray

The Blackwoods. Everyone knows their name. Blossom Blackwood burst onto the silver screen in 1962, and in the decades that followed, she would become one of the most celebrated actors of our time—and the matriarch of the most famous Black family in Hollywood. To her great-granddaughters, Hollis and Ardith, she has always just been Bebe. And when she passes away, it changes everything. Hollis Blackwood was never interested in fame. Still, she’s surrounded by it, whether at home with her family or at the prestigious Dupree Academy among Los Angeles’ elite. When private photos of Hollis are leaked in the wake of Blossom’s death, she is thrust into the spotlight she’s long avoided—and finds that trust may be a luxury even she can’t afford. Ardith Blackwood has always lived in the public eye. A television star since childhood, she was perhaps closer with Blossom than anyone—especially after Ardith’s mother died in a drug overdose. Ever since, she has worked to be everything her family, her church, and the public want her to be. But as a family secret comes to light and the pressures from all sides begin to mount, she wonders what is left beneath the face she shows the world. Weaving together the narratives of Hollis, Ardith, and Blossom, award-winning author Brandy Colbert tells an unforgettable story set in an America where everything is personal, and nothing is private.

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TW: canon-typical graphic violence for The Quarry (all under the ‘keep reading’).

Particles and Waves: A Ghost/Love Story

Dylan Lenivy knew he was going to die.

Not in the abstract way that everyone knows they’ll die eventually, but right now, today, in about the next 30 seconds. To say he was too young to die would have been a cliché, sure, but it would also have been true. He’d graduated high school in May and turned 19 in July. He’d just finished two months working with his friends as a summer camp counselor. He was supposed to be starting college in a week, he’d already packed for his move before he set off for camp. He’d kissed his crush in a game of truth or dare beside a campfire just that evening, his heart in his throat and cheap beer on his breath. He’d even managed to save his friend Kaitlyn from a werewolf attack in front of the Hackett’s Quarry Summer Camp lodge. He’d lost a hand that night, too, so it wasn’t all highlights, but, on the whole, Dylan felt like he had kind of a lot going for him. He would have preferred to stick around.

Since not dying didn’t appear to be in the cards anymore, though, Dylan hoped his end would at least be quick, that the grotesque, oddly fleshy werewolf, drooling and snarling inches from his face, staring him down with its demonic red eyes, would rip his throat out in one bite and be done with it. Unfortunately for Dylan, this beast had other plans. It gave him entirely too much time, sitting there in the cab of the magnetic crane at the Hackett scrapyard, to anticipate what would be an unrelentingly brutal end. As soon as it had knocked the blowtorch from his right hand, his only hand, he knew the fight was over. His one available weapon had flown to the left side of the cab, where his handless arm dangled uselessly, at the same time that the wolf had grabbed his remaining intact arm in its jaws.

The werewolf (was it Nick, he wondered. Or his boss Chris Hackett? Or another of his friends who’d been bitten and turned while he wasn’t looking? Surely it hadn’t been long enough since Dylan had seen him for it to somehow be Ryan) was taking its sweet time gnawing through what had been Dylan’s good arm, tearing muscle and sinew, splintering bone. And there was absolutely nothing he could do; no way to fight, no way to flee. He could only curse and cry and scream, so that’s what he did. The pain was indescribable. It was so much worse than the chainsaw, worse than anything he could have imagined, and it just would not stop.

Dylan wished that Kaitlyn could have come put a bullet in his head, euthanized him. That would have been a relief. Failing that, though, he hoped she was running already, hoped she’d gotten a decent head start out of this werewolf choosing to finish him off so slowly. Run away Kaitlyn, he urged her mentally, run!

He’d expected to pass out from the hemorrhaging by this point, especially given that this was Dylan’s second bloody attack of the night, and the last one had come complete with an amputation, but no, that would’ve been too easy. His stupid, stubborn body was so determined to keep itself alive that it just kept sending out bursts of adrenaline that he could do nothing with but shake and suffer. He remained conscious and screaming for several more unbearable seconds.

Though the pain and the terror wouldn’t quite allow Dylan’s all-too-short life to flash before his eyes like a movie montage, he did get momentary visions. He saw his mother, who he knew would be devastated beyond all consolation, and the packed bags and boxes that would never make it to his college dorm. He thought of his ginger cat purring on his lap, of Ryan’s smile and that little beauty mark at the corner of his mouth that Dylan thought might be the most attractive thing he’d ever seen on a human face, and of how it felt to be on the receiving end of Kaitlyn’s infectious laughter. He thought of everything he would miss, the blazing blue summer skies and the sound of boat paddles softly churning the surface of the lake, the faces of his friends in the bonfire light, all the songs his favorite bands would put out that he would never get to hear. And none of this distracted him from the pain, it only piled on another layer. It filled him with longing and sadness and, worst of all, guilt. He was dying, through no fault of his own, really, and he felt so damn guilty about it, about what it would do to everyone he loved.

Eventually, the monster ripped his arm in two and tossed the severed forearm to the side. Dylan might have made a ‘no hands’ joke now if only he hadn’t been too busy with the whole dying in agony thing. The creature then grabbed him by the throat with its huge, clawed hand and he was ready for that, he welcomed it now. But instead of crushing his windpipe and ending his torment, it merely used the leverage to hold him still (wow, really? he thought, this is just gratuitous). Then, it switched its attention to his other arm, the one that had arrived to the scene of his demise already down a hand, and proceeded to slash that one completely off at the upper arm with its claws. He felt the arm tearing away and the gush of blood, but he didn’t cry out then—the blackness had begun closing in on him too quickly, and Dylan was grateful for that. He was barely even aware that the beast had ultimately gone for his throat with its teeth because it did so only in the very end, once there was not one single shred of mercy left in the act. His last thought, as his heart stilled and his breath left his ravaged body, was oh, finally, thank fuck.

Dylan Lenivy had died, but that was only the beginning.

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Redoing the landing pages for my fics because I finally learned how to use tumblr semi-properly. 😅 Late to every party. Don’t mind this if you’ve already seen it!

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