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licollisa · 11 months
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Three Earthlings
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In which Sans was a dinosaur kid instead of a space one (.)
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driftsart · 3 months
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Starscream and Skyfire's young years
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hayleysstark · 3 months
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bbc merlin + text posts
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latenightsundayblues · 7 months
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How bout that hoffman? How about THEM apples?
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sythrick · 1 month
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pov: you're a cashier at the local gas station
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wtfforged · 1 month
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made it to enies lobby with my friend:)
this is a redraw. heres the original screenshot!
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dumplingsjinson · 7 months
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It starts with Character B kissing their cheek, the corner of their mouth, their jaw, down to their neck. Soft, soft pecks, all innocent; light touches of their lips to Character A's skin.
And then—
"I like it when you kiss my neck," Character A admits when Character B pulls away to look at them. Character B lets the confession linger in the air for no longer than a second before they take that as a sign to trail even more kisses down their neck, lips attaching to their neck in almost an instant.
Character A tilts their head back for easier access, letting out hushed sighs and soft moans and gasps as Character B trails open-mouthed kisses down their neck, hand on the nape of their neck to pull Character B impossibly closer; unable to get enough of them no matter what.
This spurs Character B on even more — excites them, even — as they pull the collar of their shirt down to trail more open-mouth kisses on their exposed skin; resists the temptation to leave marks on an empty canvas; presses themselves flush against Character A, leaving no space between them untouched.
Their legs are tangled together, Character A's fingers are in Character B's hair, Character B has Character A pressed against the bed, body against body.
And it's addicting, in very different ways for the both of them (but also to an extent, in the same ways).
"Fuck," Character A lets out in a rushed breath when Character B pulls away to look at them and Character B grins, leaning down to leave a soft, lingering kiss on their lips.
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blueskittlesart · 29 days
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wait holy shit the coliseum au turns 4 today
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zaerxa · 9 months
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Thanks for the high life (I’d like to think that you’d stick around)
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dragon-spaghetti · 3 months
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You're a loser just like me ✨
(Please click for better quality!!)
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wonderhoiiiii · 3 months
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If they both got in the coffin together ❤️
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pinkcadavart · 2 months
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You can tell I don't like drawing the other eye lmao
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minthara · 2 months
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Minthara's new ending kiss.
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caycanteven · 3 months
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himb, Balsam, Bal if you will.
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rapidhighway · 1 year
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Dean shut the fuck up he is watching hi herbert (with dedication to @ladycavalier bc she was very nice to me today lsmfosmfkns)
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greg-montgomery · 4 months
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hi hi!! can i maybe request a rly cute and fluffy one shot of aaron just comforting and taking care of the reader 🥹
like maybe there was a thunderstorm in the middle of the night and reader subconsciously just runs to hotch’s room and he comforts her udhaidbsjanxb
also maybe a cute lil age gap to feed my daddy issues pls pls pls
ANYWAYS ILYSM NEVER STOP WRITING, I LIVE FOR UR STORIES BB
hiiii!!! <3333 thank you for the cute request and your sweet words!!!!
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Nothing would ever beat sleeping in your own bed. Nothing could beat the comfort that the fresh scent of your sheets brought you, or the little light you always left on the entire night since you were a child.
Being away for a case meant you had to learn to sleep without those comforts. And you were really good at it; but the thing you could not get yourself to adjust to, were the unfamiliar sounds of a new place. Sometimes it was the sound of a passing car, and others some annoyingly loud neighbor.
That night it was the sound of a thunderstorm. And the hotel you and the team were staying at was definitely not soundproof enough to let you sleep in peace.  
You had been tossing and turning for more than an hour, unable to calm your heart down. It wasn’t just the thunders that scared you; the rain was pouring like crazy and the wind was almost whistling. Suddenly you felt like a little kid again, afraid that the walls weren’t thick enough to protect you from the strength of that storm.
Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes and gave trying to fall asleep one last shot. But at the sound of another thunder, the face of a certain man appeared on your mind.
Hotch.
The truth was when you thought of “safe”, you thought of him: your boss who always had all the answers. Maybe it was his older age or his intimidating appearance but he made you feel like no matter what the problem was, he would fix it. Hotch always made it better.
Without thinking about it twice, you got out of bed and ran to his room. Well, you didn’t have to run much anyway, since his room was right across from yours. He’s definitely awake, you thought; always staying up most of the night to work on the case while everyone else rested.
That was why you were surprised to see Hotch wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants answering his knocking door. But the thing that made you the biggest impression was his disheveled appearance. Sleepy Hotch was the cutest thing you had ever laid eyes on.
“Y/N? Is everything alright?”
“Hotch,” you whispered, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t think you’d be asleep. I’m gonna go back to my room.”
You made a move to turn around but Aaron was faster and grabbed your elbow, gently pulling you into his room.
“Tell me what’s wrong,” he said closing the door once you were both inside.
“I was scared,” you admitted. Seeing him raising his eyebrow in question you continued. “Of the storm...”
You were relieved to see a little smirk on his face. You guessed he was relieved too after finding out that the thing that scared you wasn’t something actually dangerous.
“I’m sorry I woke you up. I don’t know why I’m here.”
“It’s okay.” As tough as Hotch looked, he was the most gentle man you had ever got to know. “You can always come to me about anything.”
And you had the audacity to wonder why he was your safe place?
“I know.”
He sat on the edge of his bed and patted at the spot right next to him, signaling you to take a seat; so you did. You were close enough that you could smell his after shave. It made you dizzy.
“Have you slept at all?” he asked.
 “No. And I’m tired.” You let out a heavy sigh. “Maybe I should just pull an all nighter.”
“Nonsense.”
“But-”
“What if you sleep in my room? Will you still be scared if I’m right here?”
Your stomach was suddenly filled with butterflies.
“Wouldn’t that be inappropriate?” you asked.
“I won’t tell if you don’t” he said, and offered you his pinky finger to cross yours with.
You did it with a huge grin. "Deal."
“Come on now,” he said playfully while getting under the covers. Without any hesitation, you did the same, finding your place at the other side of his bed.
It was almost perfect; almost, because his arms weren’t around you, but instead were resting on his stomach.
“Hotch?”
“Hm?”
“Does the offer come with cuddles too?”
“You wanna cuddle with your boss, honey?” he smirked, and reached out his arm so you could curl up in his embrace.
“Yes, please,” you said, and the two of you ended up in each other’s arms. Being around Aaron had always felt safe, but being in his arms? That was a whole new level of safety and comfort.
“Good night, Hotch.”
And just like that the sound of his beating heart made it hard to focus on the rain hitting on his window.
His lips on your forehead and the words “Good night, sweetheart,” were the things that finally lulled you to sleep.
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