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shellxrls · 2 months

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smut related and ik u get so many but more fluff and silly ?? idk 😭 but jj n reader in the spare bedroom yk being horny teens but theyre high asf and keep being so clumsy and giggly 🩷 like imagine almost fall off and falling on ur ass -💫

THIS IS SO CUTE I'M FREAKING !! this is actually all i want with jj frl just one night where we can roll around on his bed high :((. made jj's first name jesse here bcuz i thought it was funny.

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"shhh," he shoves a weed-dirtied fingertip against your face, fighting the urge to smush it even further against your lips when you try to pry your mouth open in protest, "they can hear us."

you lick his finger in defiance, to which he drops it and shakes his hand, eyeing you down with no real malice, "who can hear us jayj?"

"the cannibals, the ones in the sewers," he explains, cocking his head at you like he was having trouble understanding why you'd even need an explanation.

"you're so stupid oh my god," you laugh and push at his chest from your position seated above him, watching the way his lips crinkle upwards into a small smile, "bet you just wanted an excuse to stick your gross fingers into my mouth."

"mmh, i dunno, i got somethin' else you could stick in your mouth though.." he trails off as you scoff, dramatically attempting to untangle yourself and clamber away from him for his continuous perverted comments. "hey, 'm joking, c'mere," he tries to pull you back towards him, hooking his fingers underneath whatever extremities he could hold onto and pulling you closer.

"j-jj 'm gonna fall," you yelp, sliding off the bed as his grabby hands force the balance out of you and have you landing straight on the hard wood.

"should've just stayed on my lap," he shrugs.

"jesse james maybank — i swear to god," you lunge for his abdomen, digging your fingers into the muscled flesh until he's wheezing from laughter and slapping your hands away.

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zaacoy · 1 year

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traffic light trio posting!! heeheehoo

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Inspired by this tweet!!!: :D!!

#I made this yesterday and forgot to put it here oopsies #Sorry for forgetting about you Tumblr it will probably happen again ueue #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #Lmk #red son #Mk #Mei #mei lego monkie kid #mk lego monkie kid #red son lego monkie kid #traffic light trio #Rare non-frenoodles post wowee #Zaacoy art💫

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hikaru-sama · 5 days

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Miguel checking every once in a while your heartbeat because he needs the reassurance that everything is real, not a dream.

He still can't believe how someone as beautiful and perfect as you loves a monster like him. I mean just look at you!

Miguel who needs to lay his head in your chest to sleep, your heartbeat assuring him that you're alive, healthy and most importantly, with him.

#hikaru kaneoya 💫#hikaru post #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #miguel spiderverse

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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 2 months

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🩷💜💙

#the energy he gave off during humbug era was truly something else #it’s just so ?????#soft and irreverent and moody and delicate all at once #aghhhh #he’s just so beautiful 🥺#i don’t know what else to say i’m literally just staring at my own gifs of him because he’s so special i don’t even have the words 💫✨#alex turner #alex gifs #humbug era #arctic monkeys #my gifs #lulu posts

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wooeo · 8 months

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Hi!! I saw your request open ^^ I just want to request an ateez member!reader in wanteez (any episode will do) but if you haven't watched it maybe behind the scenes from their mv filming?? Thank you 😚

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☼ WANTEEZ MOMENTS — ateez x f!member!reader

note, i didn’t know which ep to do so i did moments from a few

ep 1

— wooyoung thought about the question for a moment, “i think (name),, she’s not gonna run,”

hongjoong nodded, “hm. she hates running,”

4th transfer student, (full name)

#VeryPolite #ThePerfectStudent

“what warm weather we’re having today,” you commented, walking along the path. your uniform shirt was tucked into your skirt, a shoulder bag hanging by your side. the cameras followed you as you walked, “i hope there’s something nice for lunch,”

before you rounded the corner a guy in the same uniform as you walked towards you with his hands in his pockets. a few steps behind him came a hoard of boys running, screaming at you to run.

you held back a laugh and stepped to the side, so they could run past you. a few tried to pull you along but you evaded with a grin.

you laughed as they ran past you before walking after them with peppy steps. you ended up besides the first boy who had walked towards you, “eunkwon?” you read his name tag, “nice to meet you,” you introduced yourself with a bow, him mirroring you.

“you’re almost late!” the teacher shouted, “you!” he pointed at you, “who are you? i’ve never seen you before!”

you held back a laugh, smiling politely instead. you bowed politely, hands folded in front of you, “hello. i’m a transfer student. today’s my first day here,”

“ah how polite,” he said hello as well, “go ahead,”

(name) attends school successfully

“i don’t run. i hate it,” you said, when asked why you didn’t. arm wrapped around wooyoung’s. you chuckled, smoothing down you braided hair, “i think it would take a zombie apocalypse for me to run,”

ep 3

— “did you play dodgeball in school?” one of the boys asked you.

“only when we had mixed gym class,”

jongho spoke up, “noona, the dodgeball incident,”

“what’s that?” yunho asked,

you let out a laugh at the memory as all the boys listened.

“we sometimes had gym class with the boys and we would play dodgeball. you know how whenever a girl gets the ball, they boys start yelling and screaming?”

wooyoung chuckled, leaning against your arm.

“i hated it, so whenever i got the ball and they’d start shouting, i’d walk to the front line and roll it over. i told the other girls to do the same, until the boys caught on and stopped yelling.”

“did you give them the ball then?”

“yeah,”

the all burst out laughing. chuckling along, you stumbled a bit as wooyoung leaned more of his weight on you.

“i didn’t want to play in the first place. i just did it cause i had to,”

ep 9

— the boys shuffled in, laughing quietly, “(name)~” seonghwa called out in a hushed tone.

you reacted with a quiet hum, eyes closed.

“how are you feeling?”

“tired,” your voice was a low whisper. curling your body into itself, “you’re loud,”

yunho chuckled, “cute~”

san’s hand went to your cheek, stroking it gently.

“san,,”

“hm?”

“can we get something to eat?”

quiet laughter was heard but you didn’t react.

“not yet, (name). you’ll have to wait,”

you whined, hiding your face under the blanket.

requests for member!reader stuff is open !!

#this doesn’t feel as good as i wanted it to TT #from 💫 !#wooeo post #ateez 9th member #ateez #idol!reader #member!reader #idol!au #ateez x reader #9th member of ateez

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appledaddyisbae · 2 months

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Lucifer: *nursing an accidentally self-induced black eye and pouting* Get me a coffee?

Lilith: *smiles softly* What's the magic word?

Lucifer: Please? 🥺

Lilith, jokingly: Actually, the magic word was "lotion" but I'll accept your please because you have a booboo eye.

Lucifer: Two sugars-

Lilith, getting up and walking away to get it: I know what to do.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel text post #hazbin hotel incorrect quotes #hazbin hotel lucifer x lilith #lucilith #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lilith #hazbin lucifer #hazbin lilith #the power couple #victorious #☀️💫#👑🖤

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stellar-skyy · 2 months

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columbina with a sibling who is just as graceful and ethereal as her; not identical in their looks but both sharing the same peculiar demeanor.

columbina whose sibling, just like her, has something not quite right about them; be it the listless gaze that drifts aimlessly across their surroundings, or how they walk with silent footsteps like they are gliding across the air, almost as if they're not even human.

columbina who hums lullabies to her sibling to get them to sleep, singing haunting melodies that echo right into their dreams.

columbina who lets her sibling weave braids into her hair, because they are always careful not to disturb her wings.

columbina whose sibling is safe to wander freely through the fatui headquarters, for everyone knows not to incur the wrath of the damselette.

columbina who would gladly burn the world to keep her sibling warm.

#💫 — rambles #it's never too early to start sibling-ifying characters that haven't even come out yet #columbina x reader #platonic columbina x reader #platonic genshin x reader #finally using my avie rambles tag again #i might start posting my random thoughts and ideas with it idk #i kinda made it and never used it

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katnissmellarkkk · 11 months

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Peeta : a sweet, genuine teenager who is crying on the ride away from the only home he’s ever known because he believes he’ll never return again and his mother all but validated his lack of self-worth in their probable last moments together.

Katniss : so what’s his angle? how does he plan to use this against me in the arena?

#everlark #thg #hunger games #Katniss everdeen #Peeta mellark #text post ✨✍🏻🤎#she’s so funny #he’s so sweet #2000 #✨💫⚡️

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ssaahthings · 5 months

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I aimed to help you, in return you helped me too. (Reciprocity)

Sometimes you noticed when things were off with Hotch, it seemed like a glitch in his armor. Specifically moments when you would hand him his coffee if it was out of reach, as he would move around any table the team was working at; walking and thinking. Your fingers would brush and his grip would tighten. It happened when you would squeeze by to step into the elevator at the office in Quantico, arms brush by, and he would freeze. It was never a noticeable thing, if anything it was only retrospectively apparent in those moments.

When it became clear to you, that he was likely touch starved, was when you needed to hold on to his arm to balance yourself because you had a rock stuck in your shoe; you felt his bicep flex under your fingers and heard his breath hitch yet when you casted a glance up at him he was focused on the squad cars parked in front of the crime scene you were needed at, your interest was piqued then.

After that you began noticing he would never partake in the physical camaraderie; Emily would hug and lean on JJ, Morgan would ruffle Reid's hair as he passed the genius and throw an arm around Penelope when she joined them from her office, and Rossi would pat their backs in a paternal manner when he spoke to them. Sure he had Jack, to hug and cuddle with but you deemed it was different with a father-son relationship, he most likely thought he was giving his son what he needed. Aaron Hotchner is selfless like that, one of the reasons you love him as much as you do.

For a while it was all observations and your heightened sense to notice patterns, especially when it was regarding the man himself.

You were already having a bad day today, the team had made a miscalculated judgement based on the competency of the officers in the local precinct, who were also ridiculing you as well as the whole of the team, but because of the past days, past week, past month it hit you harder than the rest of your coworkers. It's not like you don't know you can go to them with your troubles, considering they're also your closest friends, it's just hard to paraphrase it in a way that would make sense. It felt like everyone was going through something this time of year, but with the jobs you all had, there wasn't much else to do but move onward.

So here you were, standing next to Hotch who was holding a piece of gauze to his forehead from where the unsub's submissive partner, the team had failed to profile, struck him from trying to save the offender you were after. Your eyes roamed his face, his arms, his chest cataloging to make sure he wasn't harmed anywhere else. When you heard the paramedic say he didn't need to go into the hospital you sighed in relief and took some of the fresh pieces of bandages that had been placed beside him and offered to take over cleaning and bandaging him up, making sure he was okay.

"Y/N, you know you don't have to do this." You heard Hotch mumble, seemingly far away but still alert enough to be aware of his surroundings, always on guard like that.

You nod and smile softly and you say, "I know, but it's making me feel better to take care of you right now." You finish cleaning off the blood from his face, gently press the ends of the butterfly bandage in place, "There, good as new." You let him know you were done, squeezing his arm for nonverbal punctuation.

You notice again that he tenses and avoids your gaze, "Hotch? Are you okay?"

"Aaron?"

Still no response, you think back to when he got injured and you don't remember his arm being hurt, so then you start to remember all the other times he's tensed up and you remember all the evidence that leads to him being touch starved, you remember the time you had to physically lean on him for support.

But by the time you're ready to do something about it, he's already assigning tasks to the team and then it's back to the hotel. You have to stop by the precinct to wrap up and grab your work and personal belongings when you overhear some officer make a snide comment about you and your team, it puts you on edge and in order not to make things more complicated you keep quiet and leave for the hotel.

You're quiet and they all notice it, they see how your shoulders are tense and that you're not joining in on the conversation, and you fail to hear the others making plans for dinner or to notice how Hotch is acutely observing you, trying to piece together why you're feeling the way you are in that moment.

His room is on the same floor as yours, across from yours even, so when you walk up to your room and just stand there, Hotch is watching you from the doorway of his. He takes a step forward leaving the door open, observing you.

"Y/N?" Aaron spoke softly as to not disturb the quietness of the hallway.

You turned around and looked at him, he seemed to be concerned. "Hmm?"

"Are you okay? You've been off since we got back to P.D." His voice tender, eyes shining under the lights.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine, Hotch. Don't worry about me." You wave him off unconvincingly.

"You sure? Because you could come in and we can order room service for dinner, the others already left. You could consider it making things even for you patching me up." He vaguely gestures to his head.

That amuses you, so you smile and agree, crossing the way into his room, looking it over your eyes fall on the open windows on the opposite side, "You got a really nice view of the city, I just face the nextdoor building." You sigh dramatically, side eyeing him so he knows you're just teasing.

"Yeah, but I'm sure it's a great building." He retorts, "What would you like to eat?" holding the phone and menu card in his hand

"I think we've eaten enough around each other for you to know what my preferences are." You turn to face him, with a brow raised.

He huffs out a laugh and nods your way, afterwards placing your dinner order. It was a timid sense of normalcy, forgetting what the day trailed behind the two of you, your nerves come back so abruptly it it feels like a force knocked a breath out of you, and of course he notices it. He notices you.

"Y/N... I'm here if you want to talk about what happened. I noticed that you seemed a bit shaken up after we came back." He comments while moving to stand before you, the sincerity in his eyes gives you the illusion of making them brighter, and your heart clenches for him in affection.

"It's just... been a tough day, Hotch." You confess, keeping your eyes wide in order to combat the stinging behind them that you know means you'll start crying soon, "at first it was one of those days, you know? The kind that you just go through the motions, but ultimately you're alright in the end. And then I had to deal with those officers, they belittled me so much but I know with this job and being on this team, we have a duty to a sense of professionalism, so I kept my mouth shut, reserved. And then you-" You blinked and a rogue tear escaped, keeping your eyes closed for a moment while you let out a hushed, "I was so scared when I saw you get hit... It was hard to focus because I needed to make sure you were okay but we also had a job to do."

Your eyes begin to sting further with oncoming unshed tears, blinking rapidly to fight the sensation and giving up the fight to falsely show your resolve. With your view downcast you noticed one of Aaron's tells for when he was contemplating something; his thumb would move up and down his index and middle fingers. Up and down two times, switch, up and down two times more. Your mind begins to race, what could the eloquent Aaron Hotchner be contemplating saying or doing in front of, or to you.

Whatever it was you looked up and locked eyes with him, something unspoken passed and all you could do was nod your head minutely. Standing still, allowing him to make the steps to come to you, and to wrap his arms around you. One around your shoulders, and the other around your waist. You laid your head on his shoulder, face tucked between the crisp fabric of his shirt and the soft skin of his jawline. You took a deep breath, and wrapped your arms around him in return. Sliding your palms from his midsection, feeling the muscles ripple in their wake, to then connect your hands together in a lock.

"It's okay to asked to be touched, you know." He startles at the sound of your voice.

"I... It's been a while. Not since..." He trails off, knowing you would understand.

"I know, but it's okay, Aaron."

"How come you're the one comforting me now, I was supposed to be consoling you."

"Well, that's what partners do right? An equal give and take for what's needed," You inquire, "And don't think I didn't notice the subtle topic change, Mister."

"Oh we're partners, now?" He says playfully, giving your side a squeeze in further acknowledgement of what you said.

"Well yeah, I mean..." Trailing off when you feel a soft press of his lips to your temple, "Oh..." You breathe out.

"I was teasing you, Honey." He says with a chuckle. Clearing his throat he begins, "You know, I didn't think I'd ever get the chance to feel so much again, for someone, for you. Everyday I see you at the office in the bullpen, or in a precinct when we're away, or if I'm lucky enough to see you sleepy in hotels. Y/N, it feels like a second chance I'm not certain that I deserve."

You move to pull away, so you can look at him in his eyes when you say the words you heard unspoken, but his arms tightened around you, you smiled brightly.

"Aaron, love," You give him a squeeze for emphasis, he viscerally reacts to the term of endearment "I think we all deserve a second chance in life, in love."

After you're able to step back enough to press a kiss to his cheek, right where it meets the corner of his mouth. He gives you the privilege to see his blinding smile.

fyi: it's been a little while since i've written anything like at all but !!! i'm trying my best now to get to writing and post things because it's one of my favorite things to do ❤

this is for: @greg-montgomery @criminalskies @htchnr @ssahotchnerr

#aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner #i haven't written anything in ages help me #oh this is also friends to lovers #clingy!aaron #touch starved aaron #for rome 🌱#for fay 🌸#for katie 🤍#for aurora 💫#post ep 100 #aaron hotchner x reader #safe for gender neutral readers #aaron hotchner x gender neutral reader #or #aaron hotchner x female reader #or even #aaron hotchner x male reader

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