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nerdpoe · 7 months
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Omegaverse Worldbuilding for Coffee, Honey, and sometimes Hazelnuts.
do u really wanna know? fine.
Here are my disjointed, mostly drunk notes.
Genetics here from @omega-girl-in-heat
Packs:
Bonds between pack members don’t send emotions so much as they just send “I’m hurt” or a notification of death.
Death Notifications are always traumatic, and while everyone describes it differently, general consensus is that it fucking hurts.
Bruce felt so bad about Jason’s death because his bond not only did not dissipate, but it never sent the notification. It always just sat there, with no change. Like if Jason had gone to school.
Bonds can be forcibly broken only by Betas, and there’s Betas employed by shelters for abused spouses who specialize in breaking bonds when the other party does not want to let go.
Otherwise bonds can be broken by both party’s consent
The head of the Pack is the one who falls into that category; it’s actually usually Omegas, but it can be Alphas and Betas. In fact, in England it was a serious issue how many Noble families were actually Omegan-led instead of Alpha-led, and it was a general consensus that if you saw something, no you fucking didn’t.
The head of the pack holds sway over pack decisions. They have the house that’s used for get togethers, and keep in touch with other pack members when they are not in said house.
The amount of power said head has depends on the culture. In American culture, they can be rebelled against with little to no societal ramnifications.
Other countries have different rules, though, but again; it largely depends on the society.
Packs are unique to each person, but typically the family Pack will be their first, and that one has their Pack Leader or Pack head.
Society, General Overview:
Alphas were viewed as the more dominant and superior secondary gender (leftover mentality from England) until about the American Civil War, when Omegas and Betas forced themselves into the military, banding together to take out anyone in their way.
After fighting shoulder to shoulder, motions were put in place to guarantee equal rights for secondary genders.
Slavery still persisted, because humans love to discriminate against SOMETHING.
Norway, Denmark, Sweden, Finland, Iceland, and Greenland have had equal rights since the dawn of their civilizations, and the discrimination from other countries actually led to a few wars.
In China, Omegas are still seen as the superior secondary gender, and Alphas are seen as the lessor. Betas are often the butt of everyones jokes.
In Japan Betas are viewed as weak, and it is the Alpha and Omegas job to protect them. It’s a purely cultural thing, however, as on paper they all have equal rights.
In South Korea Nulls are seen as superior, and Betas a close second. In North Korea, the superior secondary gender is whatever the secondary gender of the current leader is.
In the middle east you get your more traditional Omegaverse setting, although there are many equal rights groups fighting to rectify it and most of the population of those countries knows those beliefs are bullshit.
Mexico granted equal rights a century sooner than America.
Too many countries to count and I’m drunko we good here to this extent.
Society, Historical Figures (why did i make this list????? but here it is????????? adolf hitler mention warning tho i think i was trying to show precedent that secondary genders really don't mean shit in terms of morality.)
Adolf Hitler - Omega. Stalin - Beta. Genghis Khan - Alpha. Albert Einstein - Null. Abraham Lincoln - Beta. Alexander the Great - Omega Cleopatra - Alpha Ludwig van Beethoven - Beta Michelangelo - Omega (the church def tried to paint him as a whore but they failed spectacularly) Isaac Newton - Omega Charles Darwin - Alpha William Shakespeare - Null
Abilities and Consequences:
Alpha Command -Primarily meant to lead others to safety Beta Coercion -Primarily meant to talk over conflict to offer a solution Omega Rebuke -Primarily meant to give out orders to Alphas and Betas
Scruffing someone who isn’t pack or in a good place to be scruffed will only activate their fight response, not their submission.
Basically, scruffing can only happen with the consent of the scruffed.
Attempting to scruff someone against their will can and will drive them into a feral state of self defense.
This can be bypassed by drugging the scruffee, however if you’ve drugged them then why scruff them?
Alphas and Omegas, while more fertile during Heat/Rut, aren’t really driven to have sex unless their significant other is present and they’re in the mood. Just slightly more horny, if at all.
While they can work during a Heat or Rut, it’s considered incredibly rude to force someone to work through it, so Alphas and Omegas typically do not. Mandatory PTO is in the USA regarding a Heat or a Rut, and even Betas and Nulls are able to get it via association with an Alpha or Omega that wants them nearby. (That last one is more recent, and it took years to get that, but it’s been in place for about fifteen years).
Omegas can Purr, Alphas can growl, Betas can do quieter versions of both and typically do what feels better to them.
Brief History of Transitioning:
It is possibly for someone to change secondary genders.
Earliest recorded instances in Medieval France of “Bitching”, or surrounding an Alpha with so many Alphas and Alpha scent and pheromones that the secondary gender transitions permanently to Omega.
Unethical Experimentation performed by Nazi Germany and Axis Japan led to the discovery of basically the ability to transition to any other secondary gender, and the discovery that secondary genders aren’t set in stone.
There are stipulations; the other secondary gender must be a recessive gene already present in the individual.
An AA Alpha cannot transition to an Omega, but an Ao Alpha can.
An OO Omega cannot transition into a Beta, but an Oa Omega can.
Any secondary gender can transition to Null, but once Null there’s no way to transition to a secondary gender.
A Beta cannot transition to an Alpha or an Omega, but they hold the traits of both genders anyways, just without Heats or Ruts. Beta bodies are designed to assist the pack as needed, so if more sires are needed Alpha traits will shine through, but if more Pups are needed Omega traits will shine through.
With the end of WW2, it was a battle to get transitioning legalized. Turkey actually legalized it first, and created some of the worlds best Transitioning centers.
Other countries followed, and by 1955, Transitioning is seen a legal pretty much anywhere in the world with the exception of Canada. (this is mostly because the Native Tribes practiced Transitioning freely, and the government is still trying to stomp them out, so it’s just overlooked for anyone who is not a Native.)
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hotdogdynamitezzz · 1 year
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The IT Girls of the Zodiac
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What's your opinion on IT Girl or Main Character placements?👀 for me it's Sagittarius & Pisces explained below. Also honorable mention to Virgo moon that is quite common
I don't think it's a coincidence all the current it girls have major Sagittarius placements. We acknowledge the other fire signs for being baddies but sag gets swept under the rug quite a bit I've noticed? I just think we really sleep on their charisma and attractiveness. I could make the same debate for mutable signs in general but look at Madelyn Cline, Nicki Minaj, Alexa Demie, Alix Earle, Christina Aguilera, Scarlet Johanson, Zoe Kravitz, Naomi Campbell, Kim Kardashian, Paris Hilton. They all have either Sagittarius in their big 3 or stelliums. And notably a good portion have the Sagittarius sun & Virgo moon combination which is a bit surprising. But all of these girls have been the it girls forever now yet we always say "Scorpio venus" or it's their "Leo mars" like noooo wake up Sagittarius is the IT GIRL SIGN LOL.
Like I've been thinking about this and looking at sooo many celebs charts who are it girls. The main character sign really is Sagittarius but let's not forget Pisces too. They're both traditionally Jupiter ruled which brings fortune, an expansion in their presence, mass amounts of attention or following, and over indulgence. Sagittarius is the explorer, they discover and create power while also giving others power. Just being in their presence can make you feel high as they carry that demeanour of knowing how to make everything or everyone work and fall for them.
Sag folk could be the biggest workaholic when it's something they truly care about as they fully immerse themselves into their passions. They become inventive and expand something that exists into another different category. I also don't think it's a coincidence Albert Einstein had a Pisces sun & Sag moon. Pisces rules the unknown and unconscious flow of spiritual knowledge. That man literally predicted so many things through science, he was ahead of his time.
Pisces is also significant amongst IT Girls. Because Neptune deals with illusions, deceptions, film, imagery, and dreams. Their effect on others means people project their fantasies onto the Pisces individual as a role to fulfill because their presence is always misinterpreted. The public creates a false narrative about them everytime. Although due to their identity literally being the publics fantasy this means they can either get away with a lot of the public puts them on a pedestal or they get blamed for everything if the public creates a harmful narrative around them because Pisces and Neptune create isolated space as this is the unconscious mind and realm.
For Virgos they're calculated in their interactions and know what to say because their adaptive and observant nature makes them pros at reading others and predicting reactions. Virgo is connected to angels and mythology actually. The symbol is the only goddess symbol in the zodiac which is Astraia the goddess of purity, innocence justice & precision (could also explain why I see so many virgos into law). She is the star goddess that left earth due to the brutal nature of humans. This connection shows people could often expect virgos to save them from their problems or use them as a source of escapism.
There's also a sense of idolizing virgos from the public because they're seen as pure and of higher good. The public often feels virgos have a duty to serve them so there can be a sense of obsession from the publics end on how virgos should behave or act. It makes me think of lily reinhart, blake lively, zendaya & beyonce. All It girls who are virgos that look like goddesses or have an angelic vibe? Like y'all see it too right? They have this pure (I hate the word pure but idk how else to describe this lol) and divine look to them. Plus they all have this incredibly high standard their personality has to live up to. You don't really see many virgo celebs acting out or being wild like a sag sun would.
Another honorable mention is Cancer risings or Amy Cancer placement in your inner planets. Cancer ruled by the moon which literally rules over behaviour and intuition means they can easily appeal and attract anyone due to their likable nature. People find them easy to talk to and their beauty is magnetic. The moon influences the public, the tides & animals. I think that speaks volume about how magnetic cancers really are. They are natural attractors like Angelina Jolie.
In general I believe any sign or placement could become an IT Girl or Main Character placement. This is just a different take on signs that are often ignored when it comes to their influence and beauty from what I've observed.
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myneurospicyspirit · 6 months
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Superstring Shifting Theory
In response to @doverealities asking for a logical explanation to shifting, I present to you: my theory on dimensions.
It should be noted that I am not a physicist. I just love learning and science! Also, this explanation is rooted in Superstring Theory (if I ever have the time I will try to do posts with other String Theory variants), which is a scientific theory but it is a plausible one.
The Superstring Theory of physics says there are 10 dimensions.
The first dimension (1D) and second dimension (2D) are something you probably learned about in middle school algebra: the x and y axis. To bring something into the third dimension (3D) the z axis is added. Thus, the 3D is actually 3 variables put together which form the observable physical world.
The fourth dimension (4D) is time, which is essential to shifting in two different ways. First, time is observable, but according to Einstein's Special Theory of relativity, time is relative - how time moves is dependent on the observer’s perspective. This is especially important to understand because it is what makes time ratios possible. A time ratio of 1 CR hour = 1 DR hour, means both realities have the same perspective of time; time moves at the same speed in both realities. A time ratio of 1 CR hour = 24 DR hours means time is “faster” in your DR from the perspective of your CR, but when you are in your DR you don’t experience time any faster than you would in your CR. It is all about perspective. 
Secondly, the 4D and 3D form coordinates to plot a point on the graph that makes up the universe. You know how people say “every time you breathe you are shifting” or “you are shifting every second”? This is what they mean. Every physical 3D change, combined with the 4D (when it happens) forms a moment different from the one before it and the one that comes after, thus we are constantly shifting to different “points” in the universe. When you shift to your DR, you are shifting to a certain moment in that universe and then continue to move along those points. Thus, this concept is important to understand so you understand what universe “graph” and the “point” on that graph which you want to go to and start at.
Alright… now here comes the fun stuff!
The fifth dimension (5D) is made of universes that have similar 3D and 4D to our current one. DRs (or maybe they should be DUs for desired universe?) like Fame and Streamer DRs, and even DRs that fall in the “realistic fiction” category (ex. Grey’s Anatomy, Bridgerton, NCIS) all reside in the 5D spatial dimension.
The sixth dimension (6D) is fairly similar to the 5D, except it stretches all the way back to the way the universe was formed at the Big Bang (not proven, but highly likely this is how the universe was formed). If there are differences in astronomy in your DR, it probably resides in the 6D.
The seventh dimension (7D) and eight dimension (8D) have a similar relationship to one another as the 5D and 6D do. The 7D describes universes that were formed in a different way than ours, and the 8D is where all the possible universes from the different 7D initial conditions reside. (If you aren’t understanding these two, don’t worry too much about it. In my opinion, these are the two least important dimensions to understand how they work in order to understand this theory).
The ninth dimension (9D) is where universes with different laws of physics are. This is where (I believe) DRs with magical and supernatural elements are. Because these elements often defy the laws of physics, they go all the way back to the 9D in order to be possible.
The tenth dimension (10D) is where anything anyone can imagine is possible. When in doubt, assume your DR resides in the 10D.
Note: just because one DR resides in the 5D and another resides in the 9D, doesn’t mean one will be easier to get to than the other. The dimensions explain how the existence of DRs is possible. They do not necessarily indicate distance.
I hope this helps!
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blowflyfag · 5 days
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WWF RAW MAGAZINE: OCTOBER 1998
a commentary by Vince Russo
Ratz!!!
I love this rat race.
I love getting in my rat car every morning, driving to my rat office and seeing what rats want to challenge me today. I thrive on chewin’ people up, sittin them out, then givin’ ‘em a ride on the bottom of my shoe! Dog eat dog. That’s what this society is all about. You play–or you die. Can’t hang? Why then tuck your tail between your legs and get the !@#$ out!!! Hey, I didn’t make the rulz–i just live by ‘em. 
What is–simply is what is.  You can either cry in your Snapple–or drown in your Red Dog!!! Sure, one day I’ll “Get mine”, but until then–I’m just gonna enjoy the game!
And it is a game. It’s all about strategy. It’s all about burying your opponent before your opponent buries you. Let’s face it–it’s every man for himself!!! Friends? PLEAZZZZ. Aside from the television show featuring those chicks with perky breasts–THERE ARE NO FRIENDZ!!! Remember, it’s a rat race, a rat war and we’re all rat soldiers!!! It’s all about winning at any cost. Hell, you might as well throw family in there for that matter. How many Generation Xers are already counting the days until they receive that big inheritance from Mommy and Daddy. Sounds cold? Maybe even heartless? Well, guess what, Einstein–IT IS!!!
But then again–it is… what it is.
Is there really any question about where the relationship between HHH and Shawn MIchaels standz? What will happen when the Heartbreak Kid comes off the DL and re-enters the game? The rat race? Personally, I think the only question is–who, what, where, and when. Kidz, one of these “friendz” is screwin’ the other and that’s all there is to that tune!!! EGO–GET YOUR ICE COLD EGO HERE!!! That’s what it’s all about. Caring? Honesty? Doin’ the right thing? Hey, watch the Rosie O’Donnell Show, because we don’t play by them rulz here in the REAL world. 
[Where does the relationship between Triple H and Shawn (above) stand? Would a friend declare to the entire world that HBK “dropped the ball” at WrestleMania XIV as Hunter–here nailing X-Pac with the Pedigree–did?]
How can there even be any question? Remember the day after WrestleMania XIV, when HHH declared to the entire world that HBK had fumbled? Dropped the ball? What a guy–what a “FRIEND”. Then, of course, there was the X-Pac incident, and the match to determine who would challenge The Rock for the Intercontinental Title at SummerSlam. Yeah, it was a real tough decision for HHH to screw his buddy–his pal. IT WAS A NO BRAINIER!!! And what about Chyna? How difficult was it for her to make her decision? No, the question is–HOW LONG BEFORE SHE SCREWS THE OTHER GUY–yeah, i’m talkin’ about HHH!!!
[How long before Chyna “uses and abuses” HHH. According to Russo, it’s the name of the game! (Right) isn’t Shawn the champ who “Doesn’t lie down for anybody”? Don’t friends like Triple H fall into that category?]
And what about Shawn? Isn’t this the champ who “doesn’t lie down for anybody?” One would think that “Friends” would have to fall into that category. I’d certainly think so. Use… and abuse, baby–it’s the universal language. Face it, there’s no “heart” in the Heartbreak Kid, and when it comes to his ass… or Hunter’s… HBK’ll be the one sittin’... or… sittin’ pretty. And, hey, there’s nothing wrong with that. Between the ropes–there is no morality… nor should there be. Morality doesn’t pay the bills. Friendship doesn’t put dinner on the table. Nobody gives–you gotta take. And those with the most by the end of the game… WIN.
It’s just that simple. So, go read all the uplifting, spiritual books you want, and believe that there is good in people… if you want. Go to church, say your prayers and take your vitamins. Just remember, the last guy who preached that… stabbed all the other rats in the back between breaths.
Later.
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sixbucks · 1 year
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Lemme see all my AARPeeps!
This list is floating around on the social medias. I can’t speak to each of these discounts, but some of them are legit.
Not all these are AARP discounts but are available to anyone over 65, 60, 55, or even 50.
I know there are at least 3 tumblrs who fall into this category, because I am one of them.
Embrace your seniority and go get that discount!
Dunkin Donuts gives free coffee to people over 55 .
If you're paying for a cup every day, you might want to start getting it for FREE.
YOU must ASK for your discount !
RESTAURANTS:
Applebee's: 15% off with Golden Apple Card (60+)
Arby's: 10% off ( 55 +)
Ben & Jerry's: 10% off (60+)
Bennigan's: discount varies by location (60+)
Bob's Big Boy: discount varies by location (60+)
Boston Market: 10% off (65+)
Burger King: 10% off (60+)
Chick-Fil-A: 10% off or free small drink or coffee ( 55+)
Chili's: 10% off ( 55+)
CiCi's Pizza: 10% off (60+)
Denny's: 10% off, 20% off for AARP members ( 55 +)
Dunkin' Donuts: 10% off or free coffee ( 55+)
Einstein's Bagels: 10% off baker's dozen of bagels (60+)
Fuddrucker's: 10% off any senior platter ( 55+)
Gatti's Pizza: 10% off (60+)
Golden Corral: 10% off (60+)
Hardee's: $0.33 beverages everyday (65+)
IHOP: 10% off ( 55+)
Jack in the Box: up to 20% off ( 55+)
KFC: free small drink with any meal ( 55+)
Krispy Kreme: 10% off ( 50+)
Long John Silver's: various discounts at locations ( 55+)
McDonald's: discounts on coffee everyday ( 55+)
Mrs. Fields: 10% off at participating locations (60+)
Shoney's: 10% off
Sonic: 10% off or free beverage (60+)
Steak 'n Shake: 10% off every Monday & Tuesday ( 50+)
Subway: 10% off (60+)
Sweet Tomatoes: 10% off (62+)
Taco Bell : 5% off; free beverages for seniors (65+)
TCBY: 10% off ( 55+)
Tea Room Cafe: 10% off ( 50+)
Village Inn: 10% off (60+)
Waffle House: 10% off every Monday (60+)
Wendy's: 10% off ( 55 +)
Whataburger: 10% off (62+)
White Castle: 10% off (62+) This is for me ... if I ever see one again.
RETAIL & APPAREL :
Banana Republic: 30% off ( 50 +)
Bealls: 20% off first Tuesday of each month ( 50 +)
Belk's: 15% off first Tuesday of every month ( 55 +)
Big Lots: 30% off
Bon-Ton Department Stores: 15% off on senior discount days ( 55 +)
C.J. Banks: 10% off every Wednesday (50+)
Clarks : 10% off (62+)
Dress Barn: 20% off ( 55+)
Goodwill: 10% off one day a week (date varies by location)
Hallmark: 10% off one day a week (date varies by location)
Kmart: 40% off (Wednesdays only) ( 50+)
Kohl's: 15% off (60+)Modell's Sporting Goods: 30% off
Rite Aid: 10% off on Tuesdays & 10% off prescriptions
Ross Stores: 10% off every Tuesday ( 55+)
The Salvation Army Thrift Stores: up to 50% off ( 55+)
Stein Mart: 20% off red dot/clearance items first Monday of every month ( 55 +)
GROCERY :
Albertson's: 10% off first Wednesday of each month ( 55 +)
American Discount Stores: 10% off every Monday ( 50 +)
Compare Foods Supermarket: 10% off every Wednesday (60+)
DeCicco Family Markets: 5% off every Wednesday (60+)
Food Lion: 60% off every Monday (60+)
Fry's Supermarket: free Fry's VIP Club Membership & 10% off every Monday ( 55 +)
Great Valu Food Store: 5% off every Tuesday (60+)
Gristedes Supermarket: 10% off every Tuesday (60+)
Harris Teeter: 5% off every Tuesday (60+)
Hy-Vee: 5% off one day a week (date varies by location)
Kroger: 10% off (date varies by location)
Morton Williams Supermarket: 5% off every Tuesday (60+)
The Plant Shed: 10% off every Tuesday ( 50 +)
Publix: 15% off every Wednesday ( 55 +)
Rogers Marketplace: 5% off every Thursday (60+)
Uncle Guiseppe's Marketplace: 15% off (62+)
TRAVEL :
Airlines:
Alaska Airlines: 50% off (65+)
American Airlines: various discounts for 50% off non-peak periods (Tuesdays - Thursdays) (62+)and up (call before booking for discount)
Continental Airlines: no initiation fee for Continental Presidents Club & special fares for select destinations
Southwest Airlines: various discounts for ages 65 and up (call before booking for discount)
United Airlines: various discounts for ages 65 and up (call before booking for discount)
U.S. Airways: various discounts for ages 65 and up (call before booking for discount)
Rail:
Amtrak: 15% off (62+)
Bus:
Greyhound: 15% off (62+)
Trailways Transportation System: various discounts for ages 50+
Car Rental:
Alamo Car Rental: up to 25% off for AARP members
Avis: up to 25% off for AARP members
Budget Rental Cars: 40% off; up to 50% off for AARP members ( 50+)
Dollar Rent-A-Car: 10% off ( 50+) Enterprise Rent-A-Car: 5% off for AARP members Hertz: up to 25% off for AARP members
National Rent-A-Car: up to 30% off for AARP members
Overnight Accommodations:
Holiday Inn: 20-40% off depending on location (62+)
Best Western: 40% off (55+)
Cambria Suites: 20%-30% off (60+)
Waldorf Astoria - NYC $5,000 off nightly rate for Presidential Suite (55 +)
Clarion Motels: 20%-30% off (60+)
Comfort Inn: 20%-30% off (60+)
Comfort Suites: 20%-30% off (60+)
Econo Lodge: 40% off (60+)
Hampton Inns & Suites: 40% off when booked 72 hours in advance
Hyatt Hotels: 25%-50% off (62+)
InterContinental Hotels Group: various discounts at all hotels (65+)
Mainstay Suites: 10% off with Mature Traveler's Discount (50+); 20%-30% off (60+)
Marriott Hotels: 25% off (62+)
Motel 6: Stay Free Sunday nights (60+)
Myrtle Beach Resort: 30% off ( 55 +)
Quality Inn: 40%-50% off (60+)
Rodeway Inn: 20%-30% off (60+)
Sleep Inn: 40% off (60+)
ACTIVITIES & ENTERTAINMENT ;:
AMC Theaters: up to 30% off ( 55 +)
Bally Total Fitness: $100 off memberships (62+)
Busch Gardens Tampa, FL: $13 off one-day tickets ( 50 +)
Carmike Cinemas: 35% off (65+)
Cinemark/Century Theaters: up to 35% off
Massage Envy - NYC 20% off all "Happy Endings" (62 +)
U.S. National Parks: $10 lifetime pass; 50% off additional services including camping (62+)
Regal Cinemas: 50% off Ripley's Believe it or Not: @ off one-day ticket ( 55 +)
SeaWorld, Orlando , FL : $3 off one-day tickets ( 50 +)
CELL PHONE DISCOUNTS :
AT&T: Special Senior Nation 200 Plan $19.99/month (65+)
Jitterbug: $10/month cell phone service ( 50 +)
Verizon Wireless: Verizon Nationwide 65 Plus Plan $29.99/month (65+).
MISCELLANEOUS:
Great Clips: $8 off hair cuts (60+)
Supercuts: $8 off haircuts (60+)
Remember YOU must ASK for your discount!
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rejectshumanity · 6 months
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❝ doesn’t the universe fascinate you? I’ve been studying the active galactic nuclei and their accretion; more of it each passing day. In some cases, they are brighter than stars alone or what should be allowed, with relativistic flows, blueshift and redshift on the spectrometry-scale, and the acceleration of protons. They shouldn’t exist, yet they do. What does that tell us about the universe? ❞ —blueshiftting
unprompted asks | ALWAYS ACCEPTING
they shouldn’t exist, yet they do. one could say the same about any number of unfathomable entities, himself included. stands, too, would fall under this category.
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❝ when I, DIO, was born, ❞   he muses,   ❝ humans had yet to fully discover the solar system. newtonian mechanics informed our understanding of the universe in lieu of einstein’s theory of relativity, and einstein himself was but a distant glint in his father’s eye. ❞   the vampire considers her findings with a thoughtful hum, his lips forming a wry smile.   ❝ doesn’t it seem to you that every trailblazing discovery yields us more questions than answers? the gravitational forces which govern our universe might always remain an enigma, even to an accomplished astrophysicist like yourself. ❞
he holds out his glass of red, studying the swirling liquid with the utmost contemplation.
❝ — but your knowledge of this subject far surpasses my own, cordelia. i can’t help but wonder what you seek to gain from this conversation. an ego boost, perhaps? ❞
@blueshiftting
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@jinruihokan replied to your post “If you don't go to work, you are a bad person. If you don't do anything for 30 minutes, you are lazy. If you use words like...”
Don't say that, Frank!
You will note that your post was written in response to a series of posts which do the following:
- include the phrase "the good/awesome" multiple times in a single post ("The good, awesome Frank!" - the good, awesome Frank!")
- include the phrase "the awesome" multiple times in a single post ("Frank's awesome posts are awesome")
- make use of a number of phrases derived from this video ("the awesome Frank videos," "awesome Frank," "awesome YouTube videos," "awesome videos").
If I may offer my own take on this: I have noticed that Frank frequently uses "awesome" (and more generally, "genius") as a modifier on nouns. For example, in the post "the amazing Frank," the adjective "amazing" is modifying the noun "Frank," thus expressing the relationship between the two, and the sentence becomes a type of adverbial clause. Or, consider the adjective-modifier usage in the sentence "Frank's awesome posts are awesome." We use a similar adverbial construction with many adjectives and adverbs, especially those that have a positive valence, but which are not themselves typically considered to be adverbs - such as, perhaps, "awesome" and "good." The phrase "awesome Frank posts" is a new clause with the "Frank" subject, and it is joined to the remainder of the post via the semicolon - a conjunction. Note also that the adjective-modifier construction is in the active voice, and is thus an active construction; it does not fall into the simple adverbial clause category, and thus does not contain any "awesome" as a component.
We have already discussed Frank's use of the word "genius," which in certain contexts is the active equivalent of "awesome." Let us suppose that Frank is asked to compare his own intelligence to that of Einstein, and we have no doubt in our minds on the question of which one has more genius. Our speaker has already indicated that Frank is not himself the man of genius, and is thus implicitly asking if either Einstein or Frank has more "genius." Thus, Frank's choice of the word "genius" is less a demonstration of his own intelligence than of the comparative level of genius.
I hope this answers your question!
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lynggaardmarks39 · 1 year
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Reiki - Energy As Medicine
With such a large categories as "energy" and "medicine" it's not surprising how the Wikipedia definition has two different meanings: energy medicine that is proven to humankind - "veritable" (with that they mean energy science has verified) as well as medicine which includes not been confirmed by science - "putative". Energy like electromagnetism would fall inside former category while Reiki energy and those of other complementary alternative medicines (CAM as defined with the National Institutes of Health) fall inside latter. There's no doubt that science defines us for all of us and helps us to create a feeling of the seemingly inexplicable in our lives. We need science as well as smarts to stay discovering the as-yet-undiscoverable even as we continue to evolve being a species on the earth. At once, considered one of my personal favorite quotes by one of the world's most famous scientists leads me to think that humankind has to take a leap of faith where as-yet-unverifiable energy is involved: "It is better to believe than disbelieve; in doing so you bring everything on the arena of possibility." - Albert Einstein Before science laid bare the intricate workings in the body system we treated ourselves with techniques like leeches (still used today) and blood-letting (thankfully anything from the past). We used plants as well as their properties to deal with our illnesses and injuries: honey for burns, birch bark for salicylic acid, compresses of arnica for healing list is endless. Although some of such are nevertheless used today their use was subjugated through the emerging pharmaceutical industry and traditional medicine - more on that later. The volume of knowledge we've today regarding how the physical body works is staggering yet we might be moving your own selves towards extinction being a species as a result of things such as obesity. The World Health Organization offers these facts: *Key facts Worldwide obesity has over doubled since 1980. In 2008, 1.5 billion adults, 20 and older, were overweight. Of these over 200 million men and nearly 300 million women were obese. 65% of the world's population lives in countries where overweight and obesity kills the best way to than underweight. Nearly 43 million children under the age of five were overweight in 2010. Obesity is preventable. How is it that were so much smarter than our ancestors yet so dumb at the same time?! It seems just as if the plethora of choices we've has succeeded in removing and insulating/isolating us from your very essence of ourselves. This essence in conjunction with the wisdom of the physical body has been taken from us when both of these things need most to get kept near and close by. At the same time we were exploring and exploding certain myths regarding the body of a human - so how exactly does reproduction occur, what purpose does the brain serve if it's the heart that keeps blood circulating and the body physically functioning, exactly why do we've a couple of something (kidneys, lungs, ovaries, testes) in support of certainly one of other things (stomach, heart, liver) I have a very hunch we had been moving further away in the essence from the physical body. That as-yet-unverified type of energy on which the body depends to heal itself after an injury or illness remained elusive from the most probing scientists and tests although which may be changing. Depending upon what energy medicine book oschman want this essence or life force energy has different names: ki, chi, or prana for example. I think it's fascinating how the more something is invisible to humankind the greater we resist its existence. We are so influenced by our very own five senses and science to describe to us via those five senses that which we cannot see, hear, smell, feel, or taste in your world. Heaven help something isn't perceived through those senses - such as ki - because we doubt its existence. Moreover, when something profound and easy is discovered there's a rush to "technologize" something to make it complex. When science was able to unlock the mysteries of why certain plants worked to help the physical body in recovery from illness or injury there was a rush to isolate a really small piece - sometimes 1 or 2 cells - with the active part with the plant and artificially replicate that part. The result being that individuals began treating our symptoms of disease via non-organic means with drugs that is made in huge amounts using a large profit for drug companies as well as unintended negative effects. This is the not-so-nice section of science - if it works on this small way let's ensure it is bigger so that it can work in a larger way - better simply a part of this equation. Fortunately, we are coming full circle while not quite back to blood-letting in relation to science and medicine. **A 2007 study through the National Institutes of Health Complementary and Alternative Medicine states that over 38% of adults inside the US had tried some type of CAM. That translates to 1.2 million individuals who have awakened on the idea how the physical person is capable of assisting traditional medicine while using self-healing process and in reality, the self-healing process begins and ends while using physical body. We would be foolish to forget the quantity of knowledge gathered in the centuries about science and medicine and what works/what doesn't. That being said, it is time for science to once more train it's microscope about the most elusive of physical traits - life force energy - to confirm for humankind what we've already sensed and experienced: this self-healing energy is just as real and valid because medicine given using a syringe and many times, a lot less painful. Certainly, energy medicine techniques for example acupuncture have been around for hundreds of years but still haven't caused it to be into Western medicine being a viable treatment modality. Again, because from the allegedly invisible energy pathways - meridians - that are the muse of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) virtually all scientists choose - yes, choose - to dismiss the substance and effect of acupuncture around the physical body. Those times are planning to change in a huge way, gentle reader. There's so much research taking place in this area it's impossible to list out everything here. Suffice it to say where Reiki especially is concerned the US Army has got a part of its Warriors Resilience Program at Fort Bliss. Yale studied the end results of Reiki on cardiac event patients and located that Reiki improved pulse rate variability -time between heart beats. Reiki is used in over 800 US hospitals today and also the International Society to the Study of Subtle Energy and Energy Medicine is promoting entire academic programs around study regarding life force energy. These advances in both the use of and research of "energy medicine"will bring us full circle and back to your own essence and wisdom in the body. It's merely a few time before "ki"is verified by science the other more as-yet-undiscoverable item has become believed and moved in to the an entire world of possibility. I fear that when science gets their hands on this effervescent spring of their time it might attempt to clone it, develop alternatives and/or drugs that replicate its effects. Is it truly impossible for science to merely look for a lynchpin of humankind by leaving it's? I can't help but wonder, though, if we'll use a harder time relocating the trust we once suffered from in your own bodies and its particular inherent wisdom. We are so conditioned to finding the answer outside of ourselves and through lower than authentic means many people stopped searching inward for your answers we as individuals seek as well as healing paths for your cultures and world. I do have hope that through individual Reiki sessions this trust will surface once more. As many lots more people discover the life tool which is Reiki I have hope that rising tide of energetic body-centered medicine will swell and gently sweep away all that does not serve our highest purpose. In its place is going to be peace, love and compassion for ourselves and for the rest of the world. * **
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YCBK 253: Why campus tours keep Presidents up at night
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  If I am asked, what other schools are you applying to, how am I supposed to answer that question.
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Julia shares how she met Heath
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Heath answers the question, “Who is TCU”
How does the mission at TCU impact the educational experience
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TCU is known for its School spirit, the Horned Frogs, where does this come from and how does it impact the student experience?
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bubblecarr · 3 years
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The window of time for sleep deprivation to be like drinking 100 Red Bulls verses having .25 brain cells is so slim.... 5 hours and ur not a functioning organism but 4 and a half ur fucking Einstein
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Maybe Hotch Was Right
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Summary: Spencer and Reader don't get along, but things change when Spencer finds him during a personal moment.
Category: Angst/Fluff SpencerxMale!Reader
Content Warnings: homophobia, cursing, kissing, crying
Word Count: 1.4k
A/N: This was written for @imagining-in-the-margins's August Enemies to Lovers challenge, and I didn't procrastinate till the end of the month! Look at me go!! Anyway, I hope you enjoy my gay writing.
Y/N was the most insufferable person I knew. He was full of himself, he thought he knew better than anybody else, and he always had to be right. It infuriated me. It wasn't that he wasn't smart; he was. Incredibly smart, in fact. It was just that he had to make sure everyone knew it, and he'd rub it into people's faces all the time.
It didn't help that he was cute, too. If he'd been ugly, it would have made it so much easier to hate him. But he had these eyes that just drew me in. And that smile! Oh my god, that smile. If only he wasn't such an asshole.
He was nice enough, I supposed, just an arrogant prick. But everybody else liked him, and that just made my hatred for him that much worse. Why couldn't anyone see what he was doing? He was playing them all like a fiddle, but I wasn't falling for it. I knew that underneath that grin, he was just a self-consumed smartass.
He had been a thorn in my side throughout this entire case, too. Hotch kept pairing us up in hopes that we'd realize that our feud was uncalled for, but Y/N was just as stubborn as I was, if not more. The last straw had been when Hotch assigned us to the same hotel room.
"But Hotch," I whined, praying he'd have mercy on me and let me stay with Derek instead. "I won't be-"
He cut me off with a hand raised to my face.
"This isn't up for discussion, Reid," he warned. "You are sharing a room with Y/L/N, and if I need to, I won't let you out until you make up over whatever this stupid argument is about."
I rolled my eyes. Was he really treating me like a child right now? Still, I knew arguing would get me nowhere.
"Yes, Sir," I said in defeat before heading in the direction of my room.
Y/N was already in there, and I dreaded having to enter. With all the courage I could muster up, I opened the door and stepped inside.
It was dark except for the faint light coming in through the window, and I heard some sort of noise. A sniffle maybe? Was he... crying?
As the door closed behind me, I heard him scramble to hide whatever it was that he was doing. I mentally cursed myself for intruding on such a personal moment, even if I did hate the guy's guts.
"Are you, um, are you okay?" I finally asked after ages of silence.
I heard another sniffle come from his direction.
"Why would you care?" Y/N spat.
I approached slowly.
"Well, you're crying and-"
"Oh so now that I'm crying you suddenly care about me?" I stepped back again. "You don't have to pretend to give a shit just because I'm upset. You hate me, and I hate you. Let's just keep it that way."
I took a deep breath and resolved to sit on my bed, facing away from him. If he was going to be like that, I didn't want to deal with him. I closed my eyes and started going over the Fibonacci Sequence in my head to pass time.
"My parents found out that I'm gay," I heard his sudden, soft voice say through a sniffle.
My heart softened just a little bit at the words. I knew how hard it was to come out, how painful it was to get rejected. Even more so when you were forced out of the closet instead of coming out of your own free will.
"It didn't go well, then," I whispered. It was more to myself than to him, but he heard it anyway.
"What gave you that idea, Einstein?" he said bitterly. I could hear the hurt in his voice.
"I'm sorry. What did they say?"
"Why should I tell you?"
I sighed and got up off of my bed to go over to his and sit next to him. With the little bit of light that was in the room, I could faintly see Y/N's face. His eyes were red and puffy, and his cheeks were stained from tears. I wondered how long he'd been crying.
"I'm trying to help," I told him. "Talk to me."
I could see him contemplate opening up to me. Eventually, he wiped his eyes with shaky hands and looked down while picking at his nails.
"They said that I'm disgusting and that I'm going to Hell," Y/N admitted. My heart broke at the words.
"How'd they find out?" I asked gently.
"I was texting with my sister about a guy I like and she accidentally texted my parents instead of me. They figured it out from there."
A single tear rolled down his cheek. I fought the urge to wipe it from his face.
"I'm so sorry," I murmured. "How can I help you feel better?"
Y/N shrugged. He looked so defeated, I felt bad about the way I'd treated him throughout the case.
"What about this guy?" I asked. "Maybe you want to tell me about him?"
"I'd rather not," Y/N said as he cleared his throat. I noticed him visibly stiffen. After a moment of silence, he spoke again. "I know I act like a dick." I kept my mouth shut. "I have to be the smartest person in the room, and I have to do everything right."
I let out a short laugh as he admitted what we'd both known all along. This must have been his way of apologizing, so I let him continue.
"But that's not really me," Y/N admitted quietly. "I'm so insecure. I feel like I need to prove myself to everyone because, well, my whole life I've been fed the narrative that I should be ashamed of who I am. I guess I try to overcompensate."
I hesitantly reached over and put a hand on his shoulder. This man that I'd hated for so long was baring his soul to me, and I felt like I didn't deserve it.
"I'm so sorry," I repeated for the umpteenth time. "I didn't know. If I did, I wouldn't have been so rude to you." Then, I decided to take a chance. "So about that guy..."
Y/N shifted away from me uncomfortably.
"I kind of like a guy too," I whispered, slightly hoping he wouldn't hear me. "If that makes you feel any better."
In the pale moonlight, I could see his eyes grow wider. He turned to me with a shocked expression, and I couldn't help but laugh.
"But-" he cut himself off before he could say anything stupid. I shot him a sheepish grin. A wave of understanding washed over him, and he smiled slightly. "Can I..."
Instead of giving him a verbal answer, I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his lips. I started to pull away, but his hands caught my face and pulled me back in. I sighed into the kiss, and Y/N smiled. He tasted like mint and strawberries. I didn't want the moment to end.
But of course, nothing lasts forever. Once we separated, Y/N began to cry again. This time, it was a strong, shaking cry that overtook his whole body. Panic set in as I wondered if I shouldn't have done that. I pulled Y/N close and rocked him back and forth with me while playing with his hair and whispering words of affirmation to him.
"What's wrong?" I asked, afraid of what the answer might be. I desperately didn't want him to think our kiss was a mistake.
"We just... we've been fighting this whole time," he said between sobs. "We both knew. Don't lie, I know you knew it too. And yet, we spent this whole time fighting."
"It's okay," I assured him. "We can't take back the past, but we can change the future."
I planted another soft kiss on his cheek and guided him to lay down in his bed. Once he was situated under the covers, I crawled into the bed next to him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer.
"I love you," he choked out into my chest.
"I love you, too," I told him and pulled him even closer. "We'll get you through this. I promise."
Y/N nodded and cried until he was all tired out. We held each other tightly as we both drifted off to sleep, unsure of what may lay ahead. As I shut my eyes, I thought to myself, maybe Hotch was right.
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bluejayblueskies · 2 years
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You’ve already answered TMA for the fandom game so how about fandom of your choice! ❤️
send me a fandom!
i'm going to do rusty quill gaming!!
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)
wilde!!! i enjoyed the episodes without him of course ... but i did also count the episodes until he returned lol
scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)
this isn't quite 100% accurate for this category but grizzop is indeed very Shaped ... i enjoy his ears and i miss him 💛
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)
idk if he's unappreciated but i really grew to like carter tbh ... he's the kind of obnoxious i can deal with and the episode where azu brings him back from the dead makes me feel things
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)
einstein falls into this category i think lol ... i just really enjoy how unhinged he is 💕
poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)
hmmmm i don't know who's problematic etc. in the rqg fandom but i do like bertie even though he's objectively kind of horrible ... i would never want to spend time with him but he's an enjoyable character to listen to
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)
zolf ... specifically post-time jump zolf who's Been Through It. 10/10 would apply hurt/comfort
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)
also bertie alskgjaldsg. have fun in the poo dimension 💛
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keenesbeans · 4 years
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Two Heads are Better than One
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Requested by @amofbebbanburg: Hello! I know something to write 😝😝😝 if you haven’t written this already, how about a Spencer Reid x reader where they both are geniusses and both can get extremely involved in discussions and the team is always flabbergasted as they don’t understand a thing about them, except.. That Spencer and her have a crush on eachother and they make Spencer fonally act on it? Maybe some NSFW to it ❤
A/N: Takes place during season 5 and mentions Spencer being shot in the knee. Introduction takes place in season 5, episode 5 “Cradle to Grave” Sorry I went a little off of the request I had an idea and I ran with it, I still hope you enjoy!
Taglist: @amofbebbanburg  @thatsonezesty13​ @slutforthegubes​ @hazel-howell​ @rachelssafespace​ @lindaze​
Requests are Closed!
Category: FLUFF and SMUT! (NSFW)
Couple: Spencer Reid x BAU! reader
Warnings: Oral sex (male receiving), penetrative sex, chocking, Dom!Spencer, degradation 
Word Count: 2,889
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"The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits."
-Albert Einstein 
You were sat at the corner of Spencer's desk as he rambled on about a blog he had just found, you wouldn’t have stayed and listened cause the subject was boring to you, but you stayed because you loved to watch the first genius in the BAU ramble. Especially since he was shot you couldn’t spend a moment away from him, afraid that something like that would happen again.
You were happy to see Derek walk in to the office finally someone else that Reid could talk to besides you. But, before you could give Reid to Derek, he was questioning Reid.
“Reid, what did I miss?”
“Oh, man, you're not gonna believe this. Some moron just posted a blog called "what would Carl Sagan do?" Spencer completely oblivious to what Derek was asking him about.
“No, Reid, the case.” Derek asked him again annoyance clear in his voice. “What's the case?”
“What are you talking about? I don’t know about a case, do you know about a case y/n/n” Spencer now directed his attention to you. You shook your head no “Nope I didn’t hear about any new cases coming in.” You told the boys.
“These emails from Hotch.” "take a look at this, " "new case to review."
“Emails from Hotch? I didn't get any emails from Hotch,” Spencer replied back to Derek while he typed on his computer. “did i? Nothing.” Both you and Spencer were clueless about what Derek was taking about. 
The whole time he talked you and Spencer shared questioning gazes between the two of you as you played with his crutches, him stealing them away from you before you hurt yourself or broke them. 
Derek had walked to Hotch’s office before you could ask him what was going on you and Spencer just went back to talking about the blog, you both assumed that Hotch had asked Derek to consul on a case before it was brought up in front of the entire team. 
*****
“Kristie Taylor, runaway, drug addict, Reported missing from Farmington, New Mexico 3 years ago. Yesterday, she turned up off a freeway Outside of Rio Rancho.” JJ had begin debriefing the team about their new case.
“Sexual assault combined with ligature marks on her wrists and ankles.” Spencer stated reading off of the case file. 
“She was asphyxiated.” You shuddered as you stated that as you hand was brought up to your neck, you hated whenever victims died from this, thinking that one day it could be you. In the bedroom you were know as the kinky submissive type, completely different from the dominant personality you used at work. And one of the things that could always get you off was a little bit of breath play, choking, you just loved it when a man took complete control of you, when your life was in his hands.
Those hands, god you had to get over this crush on Spencer ever since he was shot you realized your feelings were more of the “I want you to absolutely destroy me”, then the overprotective family type that they other members of the team had for him.
Spencer shook you out of your thoughts as he mouthed to you “are you okay” you simply nodded your head “yes” and went back to listening to JJ talk about the case.
When you had tuned back in Rossi was talking about how “There are a lot of guys out there who like chains.” You giggled to yourself and girls too, you thought to yourself. Spencer was confused as to way the mention of chains made you giggle, but figured out the answer when he saw the way your pupils were dilated, the rising blush on your checks, and the way you bit you lip with desire. 
He blushed to himself, trying to get the imagine of you tied up in chains for him and only him out of his head. He cleared his throat and tried to get rid of the growing bulge in his tight pants.
Rossi asked JJ  “ Are we sure this is the same unsub?”
“Kristie Taylor's autopsy report also indicates a second connection between these victims.” JJ replied back to him
Spencer informing the team of the connection, “she was pregnant.” Flipping the case file closed as JJ said that she had just given birth, she was killed within minutes of giving birth.
You had a theory, “This unsub isn't your typical sexual sadist. Captivity and assault we've seen before. What we haven't seen is this signature-- The role he forces these women to fulfill before he kills them. Motherhood.” you told the team all of them looking shocked and terrified.
“Journalist William D. Tammeus wrote, "you don't really understand human nature "unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round "will wave at his parents every time around And why his parents will always wave back."
“So why would a sexual sadist make women carry his children?” Emily asked the team with absolute confusion as to the unsubs motive.
“Gary Heidnik kept a harem in a dungeon. His goal was to create a large family As a replacement for his own broken home.” Spencer answered then turned to look at you, you continued his explanation.
“Josef Fritzl kept his daughter in a cell in his own house, And they had several kids together.” 
You and Spencer were always like this, you guys were known to finish each others thoughts almost as if you too shared the same brain. It was absolutely sickening how adorable you two were with each other when you would get into your genius debates, rattling factoids about anything to prove which one was smarter. They were always wondering when you two would finally get together.
And to be honest you had finally had enough of the back and forth of the will they won’t they and you had decided (much to Penelope's constant nagging) that after this case you would finally tell Spencer how you felt, and fingers crossed, jump his bones.
***** The case had finally rapped up after what had felt like forever and you were glad to step foot back into the bullpen, determination coursing through your veins as you eyes landed on Spencer.
“Hey Spencie want to get takeout and do a movie night?, I’ll even let you pick out the first movie” You asked him hoping that he said yes, but he usually always did Spencer could never say no to the puppy dog eyes you were know to give him.
“That sounds amazing,” He replied as he laced your arms together walking you towards the elevator “your place or mine?”
“Yours” If this plan was going to end in the way you hoped it did you wanted it to be done at his place. You wanted him to take you on every surface of his apartment. You felt yourself getting wetter at the idea and before you even realized it Spencer was opening the car door for you to get in, you blushed as you thanked him for being such a gentlemen and got in the car.
*****
You had made your way to Spencer’s apartment without exciting yourself to much, in case he didn’t return the same feeling of attraction.
You sat on the couch as Spencer placed your usual order at your favorite Chinese restaurant. “It’ll be here in 20 minutes” he told you as he joined you on the couch and he set his crutches down on the ground you gathered up some courage to place your hand on his knee. 
“Does it still hurt Spencer?” You began to bring your hand up and down his leg in a teasing manner making sure not to put too much pressure on it. 
“Umm no-o not that much only when I-i try to put too much pressure on it.” Spencer didn’t know what you were trying to do but, he was hoping that you were finally going to tell him how you felt. 
“OK that’s good just tell me if this hurts” 
“If what hur...” Before he could finish his sentence you straddled yourself on his lap combing some hair that had falling in his face behind his ears. You smiled deviously as you felt his growing bulge resting at your core, you moaned at the sensation. 
And in that moment, Spencer had lost all control, the years of him holding in his feelings were finally able to be set free. He grabbed your chin bringing your face inches away from him. You felt his hot breath fan over your face, another moan escaping your mouth.
His pupils were extremely dilated, they were filled with lust and desire. “Is this why you wanted to do a movie night y/n, huhh?” He left one hand on your check as the other wandered down to your throat giving just enough pressure to make you a whimpering mess in his lap.
“Yes, Doctor” That’s all you needed to say to him before he captured your lips in a breathtaking kiss both of you moaning at the sensation of finally being together.
“That’s what I fucking thought.” Spencer manged to get out in between kisses.
Both of you exploring each others bodies like you both had dreamed about. 
His hands now harshly gripping your hips and grinding you against him. You ran your fingers through his lengthy curls, tugging at the ends eliciting several moans from him. He begin to work his kisses from your lips down to your neck leaving love bites in his wake, marking you as his.
With every kiss and bite you were a whimpering mess for him, grinding your hips against his, your core was pulsating and you needed him so badly at this point it hurt.
You finally began to undress each other, the want of him being inside of you taking over your body. You stood up to help remove his clothes making sure that you didn’t hurt his leg.
“Are you able to hold yourself up against a wall” You asked him with a smirk.
“Yes” 
You grabbed his hand and shoved him against the wall before getting down on your knees, you stripped yourself down to your bra and underwear. Spencer had to stop himself from practically cumming at the sight.
“You are so fucking gorgeous” He manged to get out in between moans as you began to palm his erection through his underwear. 
Finally having enough of teasing him you grabbed his underwear and dragged it down to his ankles, him kicking them off. You were shocked at the sight of him.
His tip was pulsating red with pre-cum as it rest against his stomach, you had never felt more aroused then you were in that exact moment you couldn’t wait any longer, you had to feel him.
You wrapped your hand around his erection, staring to stroke him gently. You stuck your tongue out as you drug it up and down his shaft, bringing it up from the base to the tip. You looked at Spencer, having a feeling that eye contact was a turn on for him, he moaned at the sight of you, which only egged you on even more. 
You finally wrapped your lips around the tip, giving it a kiss before you began to to take him in your mouth. You wanted Spencer to fuck your mouth and that is exactly what he did. You felt his grip on the back of your head tighten as he began to thrust rapidly into your mouth, you made sure to relax your jaw to allow him more room inside of you.
He guided your mouth up and down his length, him loving the control that you gave him. 
“You fucking love letting me you use that pretty mouth of yours. Fuck, it feels so good baby, you are taking it so well, like the good, slut that you are.” Between the praising and the degradation you were soaking wet and just dying to feel Spencer inside of you.
You loved that you were the only one to see him like this, the complete opposite of how he acted in work. He never cursed, he barely had the courage to take control. But, in this moment he was in full control and both of you were high off the feeling.
Spencer was so close to the edge as much as the idea of cumming down your throat excited him he needed to know hat it felt like to be inside of you first.
You pouted as Spencer yanked you off of him, dragging you up by the hair. You know stood practically dripping from how wet you were on shaky legs as he had to hold you up as he wiped the spit from your chin and the tears that fell from your eyes.
“As much as I wanted to cum into the pretty mouth of yours I think we would both enjoy it much more if I come in your fucking cunt.” Each word made you wetter by the second, he pushed your ruined panties to the side.
He started with two of those perfect and long fingers, that slipped with such ease inside of me, he roughly finger fucked me. He had to hold me up with one hand as we made out like horny teenagers.
As he pumped his fingers inside of me he began to rub my clit with his thumb, he could feel how close your were, the way you were clenching around his fingers, you had stopped kissing him to preoccupied with the feeling of his fingers deep inside of you. 
“Are you going to come for me, as I finger that tight pussy up against my apartment wall, for all my neighbors to hear. I want you to fucking scream my name as you moan. I want everyone to know who you belong to.” 
As soon as the words left his mouth, you came hard and quick a sting of curses and the doctors name falling from your lips. He never stopped his assault on your pussy, he kept pumping his fingers in and out of you as you came down from your high.
“Good girl, so fucking responsive to me and the real fun hasn’t even begun.”
He lead you to his bedroom him climbing up on the bed first carefully as to not hurt his leg, as soon as he was situated he told you to take off your bra and underwear as he patted his lap.
As soon as you straddled him he gripped your throat making your eyes roll to the back of your head, as his other hand guided his length into you. 
Your moans were echoing through the bedroom as he entered you, filling you to the brim completely stretching you out. “Fuck, you take my cock so good baby, so fucking tight.” He stated as he began to pound into you from below you ground your hips against him trying to keep up with his pace.
His hand still tighten wrapped around your throat he pulled you towards him capturing your lips in a kiss that seemed a lot softer compared to the situation that the two of you were in now.
“Fuck, Spencer you fill me up so good.” He moaned at your words only pulling you closer to him and thrusting deeper inside of you. You felt yourself coming closer to release as he groaned against your ear.
The hand from your throat was removed only to move to your bundle of nerves circling it, “I want you to come all over my cock baby, before I fill you up with my load. Understood?”
“Yes, Doctor.” 
“Come for me baby,” he pleads as he feels his release is close. A hot panting mess, you still managed to scream his name as you came.
Spencer wasn’t far behind you still thrusting into with such force, your pussy tightening around him added to his orgasm as he came deep inside of you.
“Oh, god, fuck that feels so good baby.” 
You two just sat there for awhile in pure bliss, both of you hot sweaty messes but neither of you cared. After a couple of minutes he pulled out of you you whimpered at the soreness that you felt, but knew that Spencer would take care of it for you. 
He gave you a quick kiss on the forehead before he hobbled (since he left his crutches in the living room) his way to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean you up, you flopped over onto your stomach feeling completely drained.
You couldn’t stop the giddy feeling that coursed throughout your entire body you had never thought this moment was going to happen, especially with a co-worker that you fantasized about on a daily basis. You had finally realized you were also madly in love with this man.
Unbeknownst to you Spencer had felt the same giddy feeling as he stood just there in the bathroom staring at his reflection in the mirror with a smile that spread across his entire face. He had to realized the love he had for you and couldn’t be happy then to tell you.
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“Some love stories aren't epic novels. Some are short stories. But that doesn't make them any less filled with love.”
- Carrie Bradshaw 
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Hi! You often give alot of insight into anons like this and your my fave CM blog so that's why I'm here! So I'm finishing up the last seasons (and lord it is hard to get through) and they just introduced Max and I cannot stand her. She was just so rude and it felt like she had 2 different personalities the entire time she was on screen. And I worried that this meant I was like hating women because I don't like other female characters like Maeve, JJ, Hailey, and Seaver. But then I started thinking and I honestly think it's cause these Characters are women poorly written by men. But then I wondered how they created likeable Characters like Emily, Kristy, Blake, Tara, and Penelope (leaving out others like Savannah because they're under developed in my opinion) I don't know what's the difference in the writing for these Characters or of there isn't any at all and I'm just being hateful in a way. What are your thoughts?
Ah, I think about this a lot. Thank you for thinking I’m interesting enough to answer this, also!
I think you’ve really hit the nail on the head with the writers doing a poor job at most of their female characters. However, I think it’s possible (and very common in this fandom) for people to dislike any character Spencer showed an interest in, which is also problematic and rooted in internalized misogyny. To me, it all comes down to why you dislike the characters.
(A LOT More Below - Bit of a Rant)
The first step I took when reflecting to see if this was my problem was rewatching and seeing which female characters I loved. Along with the ones you listed, I also found a number of side characters I greatly enjoyed, including Lila, Austin, Dr. Linda Kamura (from Amplification, the anthrax episode), Einstein, Megan Kane, and a few other random case characters. So, right off the bat I found multiple characters who Spencer showed an affinity for. I also greatly enjoyed Cat’s character, although I found her to be underdeveloped in canon (Fanon has done a good job, IMO) and often contradictory in her character design.
If you didn’t like any of these women, and your reason is related purely to Spencer’s reactions to them, chances are you might be suffering from a bit of jealousy rather than improper character design - not that you need to like them all (or the ones that I like), but because they are all very different. You should, theoretically, find something to enjoy about at least one of them.
But the CM Writers have a TERRIBLE habit of writing women that are easy to hate.
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There’s a bunch of controversy I see over Haley Hotchner, but the truth is that they wrote her to be hated. That was her sole purpose. Her character’s decisions were poorly thought out and she was shown to be malicious 80% of the time. This was intentional. She was written to personify the trope of the nagging housewife. If you dislike her, you have done nothing but follow the narrative.
That being said, you should also criticize why they wrote her this way. Because it didn’t make any sense. She married a prosecutor - a dangerous, time consuming job. She had Jack when she knew he was with the BAU. Why did she randomly change her tune? Why did she suddenly demand he gives up on his dreams that she was fully aware of for years? I’d argue they wrote it like this to further the narrative of “the wife who traps you with a child to force you to do what she wants” which is garbage writing. I wish people could look at the potential she had if they hadn’t written her like... that.
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Maeve, I find, is problematic on multiple aspects and I’ve talked about it before. Her narrative was poorly thought out because as soon as they pitched the idea of a long-term love interest for Spencer, everyone (most notably Gubler) rejected it. They didn’t think it was necessary for his character, who already had a lot going on with the ignored plot lines of his drug addiction and mother.
There were multiple problems associated with her character that were never addressed. The fact she essentially just took advantage of a patient because she was bored, she seemed to “correct” his interests and show annoyance when he disagreed with her, she lied about having a fiance, she was shown to be considering breaking up with him... there’s a lot.
Her character is poorly written. It had a lot of potential, but they just kind of stopped caring once they decided to kill her off. She had more faults shown on screen than redeeming qualities. For many, they liked her because they see there was a potential that we’ll never see (fair). But for people like me, we interpret it as a idealized fantasy of what could have (but probably wouldn’t have) been, which is not healthy for Spencer.
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JJ is an interesting character because you can feel the constant struggle between AJ Cook and the writers. They really sabotaged JJ at every step of the way. I’ll be honest and say that I think there are some reasons to hate JJ, but they aren’t the reasons I see most often. Almost all of the JJ hate I see is surrounding the idea that JJ is an evil, manipulative, jealous bitch. But.. she’s not. Even in Truth or Dare, when she pulls that asshole move that was wildly OOC for JJ (in my opinion), she isn’t shown to be jealous or cruel about it.
I think she’s the most likely target for people who’s hatred is driven from jealousy or disliking conventionally attractive women and assuming them to be bitchy by nature of looking “beautiful.” I think Lila Archer* also falls into this category.
But as I said, JJ was also written with a lot of flaws. I think it’s fair if you don’t like her character or the way she treats Spencer, but I also hope that you similarly criticize the whole team in the same way, and don’t just pity Spencer because he is smol uwu babie who needs protection.
(* Yet another reminder that I ask everyone to not message me about J Depp or Amber Heard. Reactive Abuse is an extreme trigger for me and I will block you if you try to get me to talk about it)
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Seaver got a lot of hate based off one line of dialogue. I think it was a bad line. If they had left it out, there would be essentially no reason in my mind to dislike Seaver. I used to dislike her a lot, but the more I rewatch the show, the less she bothers me. She was just a young student who wanted to learn about her father/herself. She was MASSIVELY underdeveloped because they kicked her off just as quickly as they invited her in.
NO character was developed that quickly. Her scenes were a bit cringey and the plotlines were bad, and her character was mediocre. I don’t think she deserves the hate she gets. She is a lukewarm character.
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I hate everything Max’s character represents. She was introduced to show that Spencer could be trained to be “normal” and it’s anti-autistic bullshit. She had no personality besides “I hate my low-brow job as a teacher and couldn’t be fucked to change it until a man told me I was smart.” She was cracking high-school-clique jokes while her family was about to be murdered. She immediately abandoned said family to make out with her boyfriend who just admitted to enjoying kissing the woman who tried to murder her family.
Her character makes absolutely zero sense. I do not understand how she is so liked. I really don’t (other than the fact that RLC is absolutely wonderful).
If they had left her character out, I think we would have been better off for it. We could have seen Spencer wrestle with defining himself by the women in his life and learning to love himself (without just replacing those women with... another... woman...)
That being said, those who cling to Max for hope of a happy ending for Spencer... I felt that. Fanon and fanfic can solve all character deficiencies. I believe in you.
So, yeah. I’d say if you’re worried about why you dislike women characters, you’re probably on the right path. I’d just reflect on why you dislike the characters you do and whether they are written as misogynistic stereotypes. It makes complete sense to reject characters written for the purpose of making you hate them, but we should all pour one out for the brilliant actresses that had characters with so much potential if not for men ruining it.
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Baklava
Book/Pairing(s): The Royal Romance || Liam Rhys x F!MC (Jasmine Wilson) LAW STUDENT AU
Category/Warning(s): Teen || none
Word count: 2.7K
Premise: A different take on how Liam and Jasmine could have met. Liam and the gang search for baklava, and Jasmine is a law student and a talented baker, working in her mother’s bakery.
Author’s note: This is for the 200 FOLLOWER GIVEAWAY WINNER #2: @texaskitten30 . Congratulations! Hope you enjoy :)
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New York City is known for its culture, fashion, Broadway musicals. Its approximately 8 million people.
Maxwell sighs. “C’mon, Liam. There are so many other desserts. Pie, cake, cupcakes, those drizzled thingies...”
He is right. The deserts here are magnificent. Every one of them is fireworks on someone’s tongue, the rich flavor evading the mouth.
Drake surprises him. “For once in my life, I’m going with Beaumont.”
But there is one thing New York City seems to not have.
“No,” Liam responds.
Baklava.
Maxwell open his mouth, but then closes it, flabbergasted. 
“Who are you, and what have you done to Prince Liam?”
The prince chuckles wryly, a sarcastic leer taking place. In a few months, he won’t be able to do this again. In a few months, he will marry a noble with no love in between. 
In a few months, his freedom will be over.
He has to make those few months worth it.
And he will.
By finding baklava.
However, Liam almost gives up. Every bakery they went to in New York City had everything, including Indian sweets, such as laddu, gulab jamun, jalebi.
But they weren’t selling anything from the Ottoman Empire. They weren’t selling baklava.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees a small building. A bakery. It has a small cupcake on the top of the name. 
The prince clears his throat.
“We’ll stop in this bakery. If they don’t have baklava either, then we can go buy cupcakes and go to a bar.”
Maxwell fist bumping the air and Drake sighing of relief, tells him they are both comfortable with his plan.
One more bakery.
That’s it.
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Slow Dough.
That’s the name of the bakery. Immensely creative.
The three men step out of their rented car, the sun’s rays showing off its magnificent light, creating shadows as they take each step towards the bakery.
They open the door, the jingling bells on it acknowledging their presence.
It looks beautiful. The inside of the store takes on a more pastel theme, the baby pink with white stripes adorning the walls. There are sky blue tables and chairs, adorned with a vase of pink roses on each table.
The front of the bakery has a glass counter-shelf, filled with delicacies. Cupcakes, cookies, chocolate, ice cream. You name it.
Maxwell seems to have that same idea because he says, “Maybe we can steal some cronuts and-”
“Maxwell!” Drake admonishes.
“Hello? What is the commotion here?”
A woman, probably in her fifties, with natural tanned skin, paces into the room from the silver doors ahead of the counter, which Liam assumes is the kitchen. Rather than taking a chiding tone, her voice is laced with concern.
Liam glares at his two friends, Maxwell sporting a nervous smile. Drake shakes his head at Maxwell’s antics.
What good friends he has.
“Apologies for the loud... conversation ma’am. We were searching for a dessert named baklava in New York City. We searched almost every bakery we could find, but left empty-handed. We were hoping we would find some here?”
The woman grimaces. “I’m so sorry, son, but we don’t sell baklava here.”
The prince sighs. 
He knew it. Of course he did.
After mentally calming himself, he sports a tender smile.
“No worries, ma’am. In that case, would you mind giving us three cupcakes? One vanilla and the other two chocolate, please?”
“Now that, I can give you.”
She smiles as she opens the counter, probably finding the best cupcakes she could find.
The woman is probably the most solicitous person she ever met during his bachelor party.
The men sit down on of the chairs, surprisingly more comfortable than Liam imagined. They fall into an agreeable silence, with Maxwell playing with one of the pink rose petals, and Drake glued to his phone.
And they are interrupted. By a soft voice.
A beautiful voice.
“Excuse me, sir, but... did you say baklava?”
He stands up immediately to turn towards the voice, addicted to the melody.
And hazel eyes meets blue.
The lady looks like an exact copy of the older woman, only more younger. More irresistible.
Striking.
Even with glasses on.
For some reason, his heart starts beating faster.
Silently scolding himself, he straightens up and nods his head affirmative.
“Yes, is there a reason why you ask?”
“I happen to know how to make baklava. Do you want me to make some for you?”
Shock rolls over him as he mulls over her words. An American tries to help him?
He glances back at Drake and Maxwell. In return, they give him an exact sense of a whammy blown on them. They are probably thinking the same thing, too.
Liam discerns the older woman slapping her hand on her forehead in an almost idiotic sense, walking to stand next to the younger woman.
Twins.
They are practically twins, if people count out the wrinkles.
“Apologies, son. She is my daughter. She knows how to make almost everything.”
Liam softly grins at the mother and turns to look at her daughter. 
A beauty.
As if she came from a painting.
Majestic.
As if reading his thoughts, she takes a glimpse of his face and smiles. He catches a glimpse of a faint blush creeping on her neck, even with the tanned skin.
Liam allows himself a quick smirk and hurriedly straightens his face to a more gentle expression.
“What’s your name?”
She clears her throat and looks at him straight in the eye. “Jasmine.”
Maxwell gives her a wide smile. “Nice name!”
Liam and Drake nod their heads in agreement, looking back at Jasmine. She grins from ear to ear.
Her smile is infectious.
And Liam just met this girl.
“I’ll get started. I can set up a mini cooking show for you guys. This might take over an hour though. So, are you sure?”
Before Liam can respond, Drake interrupts.
“We can wait. This dude, here, was acting like he was waiting for baklava his whole life. If he doesn’t get his hands on one, he’ll probably punch something.”
“Drake!”
Before he can give him a new one, he hears Jasmine’s laughter, music to his ears. He only knew her for about 10 minutes, and something makes him want to get closer to her.
He can see scars sprinkled on her chest.
She’s an air of mystery.
Mystery.
“I can most definitely understand that feeling. I’ll go gather the ingredients!”
She flees like a small human Sonic, and he infers for a second that she did track in school. 
Maybe she did.
Jasmine comes back with nuts, cinnamon, dough, butter, sugar, water, honey, vanilla extract, and a lemon. After buttering up a thick pan, she sprinkles in a bunch of nuts and cinnamon.
Just like those chefs gave him a show and made baklava for him back in Greece.
Maxwell starts speaking, most likely attempting to make small talk during the awkward silence.
“So... where are you originally from?”
She softly smiles.
“Queens, New York. We moved to the city when I was 10.”
“What made you move to the city?”
“Oh, well...”
Jasmine slightly hesitates.
“My father had passed away, and we had to do something for a living. So we started this bakery...”
A tense silence invades the bakery, Jasmine quickly swiping her eyes. Maxwell grimaces, and Drake takes over.
“We’re so sorry. We didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable...”
She shoots him a weak grin. “It’s okay. It still hurts, but we’re trying our best to move on.”
At this point, she places two sheets of dough into the pan, and butters it up. She then layers it with nuts and repeats the process. The prince makes a mental note to remember these steps the next time he attempts in making baklava.
He tried to make baklava once, but failed, even after searching the internet to find the recipe.
It had been proved to his friends how much of a bad cook he is.
Liam attempts successfully in changing the topic, in a way to console her.
“Are you a student or...”
“I am! Final year law student at Yale.”
His eyes widen. “Yale? That’s impressive.”
Her mother comes back from the kitchen. “Wait till you hear how she skipped five grades and will be graduating as a lawyer at the age of 21.”
The gang’s eyes widen.
Wow. 
They’re speaking to mini Albert Einstein.
“Mom!”  The law student covers her cheeks in an attempt to stop the light rose pink that’s flooding her face.
Maxwell smiles wickedly. “That's so COOL! Liam, here, is the same! He managed to even excel better than his tutors. One time, he was making fun of them because they got a calculus problem wrong, and he managed to solve it in less than five minutes! He skipped three grades, but always managed to make tutors mad and made them speak to his parents because of his smart mouth-”
“Maxwell!”
Drake chuckles.
“What? It’s the truth!”
She chortles again. That melodic laugh.
“It’s alright. I did that every time, too.”
Jasmine cuts the baklava into diamond shapes and puts them into the oven. She stretches her arms out, unsubtly displaying off her muscles.
Damn.
“Alright. This’ll take about 50 minutes.”
Comfortable silence flows through all of them, Liam enjoying the clock ticking surrounding the small building.
Drake cuts it off. “We forgot to tell you where we’re from. We live in-”
“Cordonia, I know.”
Liam's breath catches.
A part of him wants to berate himself for being so idiotic. For believing that maybe one person won’t know who he is. But he should have known.
He should have known.
Drake closes his mouth and opens it again, unable to say anything.
“Wait, so you know Liam is a prince?”
“Crown Prince, yeah.”
“Then, why didn’t you let us know and treat us like normal people?”
“Because I know.”
Turning to him, she says, “Liam, all you’ve ever wanted was freedom.”
His eyes widen. He feels like he’s being mind-read by a fortune teller. At that moment he should’ve felt uneasy, but all he wants to do is open more of himself to her.
And that petrifies him.
“How... how do you know?”
Jasmine’s expression turns stoic, indecipherable.
“Your eyes. They express everything. You feel like you’re being locked in a jail cell. I was once like you, you know so I know that look anywhere...”
Her eyes turn misty, but she quickly shakes her head.
“You do want to lead your people, but you want to be free in choosing someone at the same time. You want someone you’ll fall in love with.”
Her educated guess is mind-boggling. Straying his eyes back to his friends, they appear as if they’re seeing Liam in a new light. Shocked.
That they didn’t know anything about this, and they’ve known him for years.
Maxwell shakes his head. “Wait, but... if you knew who we were, why didn’t you address Liam as ‘your highness’? Don’t get me wrong, we liked how you didn’t...”
Jasmine snorts. “Because even through he has royalty flowing through his blood, he is a human, just like us. I don’t mean it to be offensive, I swear. While titles also show respect, they put more benefit for someone than for another ‘commoner’. And I don’t like that.”
Liam becomes curious. Jasmine is not one of those average girls who shrieks over a celebrity. She is one of a kind.
And that makes him want to know everything about her.
“Say if... you became a queen one day. How will you rule?”
The law student takes a deep breath before responding. She unconsciously touches her dark brown hair, and twirls a curl over her finger.
“I... I would never go by the rule book. While rules are good and all, sometimes... it would lead to injustice. As Princess Diana said in her interview with Martin Bashir, I would  want to become a queen of people’s hearts, not just for a country. I would be there to do good, not cause harm or difficulty over another citizen’s life. I’m not a violent person. Quite the opposite, actually. I would want to be treated as a typical person with a typical life. I would want to be treated as an everyday person. And... I would want everyone to reminisce me as a woman who did good works, not as a woman with a prestigious title.”
Everything is confirmed. Drake’s mouth opens and closes as he tries to respond to what Jasmine just said. Maxwell has a goofy grin on his face.
Liam, however, has a cheeky smile that one would actually say is of respect and admiration. He admires her.
Even as she now bites her lip, he wants nothing more press his lips to hers. 
And they’ve only known each other for about an hour.
The oven alarm lowers the mounting tension in the bakery. Jasmine jogs over to the oven and takes it. The delicious smell of baklava invades Liam’s nostrils, and he immediately wants to taste it. Looking at the pastry, the gorgeous crispy brown of the dough stands out, with green nuts garnished.
“Take caution! It’s really hot.”
Maxwell smirks slightly, already reaching for a baklava. “Oh, I don’t think it’s that- HOLY SQUIDS!”
The once smirking Maxwell now has a face of pain etched on his face, holding his right hand after it burned a little. Jasmine, seeing this, snorts.
“Told you so.”
Shaking his head, Liam -carefully- takes  a piece of baklava, blowing it slightly to soothe the heat. Once it is lowered to a considerable heat, he takes a bite out of it and-
My.
God.
It is scrumptious.
And it appears that Drake and Maxwell are thinking the same thing, their friends’ eyes filled with astonishment.
Jasmine bites her lip, most likely unaware of the action. God, if he could just-
“So, did you like it?”
Shaking off his dirty thoughts, he responds, “Like it? This is the best baklava I’ve ever tasted.”
Her wide eyes contain jouissance, Liam can tell.
“Thank you! Glad I didn’t mess it up!”
Jasmine blushes again, something Liam just knows is a rare sight for anyone.
Just then, her mother comes in, sauntering hurriedly up to them. Her eyes are tense and full of worry.
“So... how is the baklava?”
Liam smiles, hopefully soothing her mother with the action.
“I can reassure you, even the most famous chefs in Greece hadn’t made me this tasty baklava before in my life. It tastes like heaven, ma’am. Your daughter has talent.”
She sighs in relief. “Thank you, sons!”
Without hesitance, the mother kisses Jasmine on her cheek, and in return the daughter kisses her on her forehead. The act reminds him of his own mother, before she died.
“How much does this cost?” Drake interrupts.
“This? This is free.”
What?
Liam refuses. “Oh, that’s not possible, we have to give you something-”
Jasmine laughs. “I insist. First of all, this wasn’t even part of the menu, although we do need to add it to ours. Second, you deserve this. For the first time, other than my mother, I felt like someone else got me.”
The words make the prince look at her deeply into her eyes. Jasmine stares back, not one of them blinking. Finally, the law student breaks the contact.
Just then, Drake clears his throat. “I hate to interrupt but we have to leave. Is it alright if we take more of these?”
The mother smiles. “Sure, sweetie! Take as much as you need.”
As Maxwell and Drake grab more of the baklava, Liam goes up to Jasmine.
“Well, I guess this is goodbye,” he says, his tone with a hint of heartache.
She smiles wistfully. “Yeah.”
And they hesitate before hugging one another tightly. Liam closes his eyes, in what could be his last moments of freedom. He makes this time worth it. Jasmine reluctantly pulls back and clears her throat.
“But hey, something tells me we’ll see each other again soon,” she adds, with a hint of a smirk.
And just like that, Liam starts to have second thoughts.
Maybe New York City is not that awful.
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Narrator: Jasmine was right in what she said. They will see each other again. And they marry, and they make babies-
Author’s note: First Liam x MC fic lol. I hope I did this some justice HAHA. Anyways, if you’ve made it this far, thank you! ♥️
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A/N: (from wattpad): heyyy...how y'all doin? ugh i'm not too happy with the sex scene (even though i'm grateful that a friend of mine helped me with one of the paragraphs) but this is the best i can do right now with the mental state i'm in. pls bare with me with posting, my personal life has gone downhill so fast it's crazy. i wanted to get this up on halloween but it sadly didn't happen. i do apologize. but i hope ur excited for this fic! thank u so much for reading ilyyyyyyy :) (from tumblr): ok last post until tonight! sorry for the spam, i only had this so far so i thought why not throw it all on here now lol. but ok enjoy :)
Category: smut
CW: daddy kink; degradation (from both men to clover); penetration (female receiving); oral (m+f recieving and giving); drunk sex; praise kink; this chapter is not full of smut but you don't have to read the smut if you're uncomfortable
Word Count: 3235
positions | prologue
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~Clover's POV~
~Two Years Later~
It's been two years since I joined the team, and I've never felt more at home than I did on my first week. Luke, Spencer and I have been named, 'The Golden Trio' thanks to Penelope. We've been stuck like glue ever since I beat them in poker, like the best friends I always wanted but never had. Because of what happen when I was a kid, I always stayed close to my dad and never felt the need to make friends. Sure, I'd have people that I'd see 5 days a week at school, but nothing as close as we were. During our days off, we'd get drunk and have a poker night or a chess night, teaching Luke how to play but he never seemed to understand it, so we'd slowly switch to UNO or Cards Against Humanity.
Today, Halloween of all days, was just another paperwork day. Sure, being out in the field was exciting, saving American citizens like how Emily saved me, but I found relaxation in looking over files and sending my behavioral advice. Everything was calm in the office with everyone doing their work, and some days we'd watch a movie in the conference room or play games when we either got done with our work early or, as Garcia would say, "All serial killers have taken the day off. Maybe even went to therapy."
As I walked back to my desk after turning in the last of my files to Emily, Rossi came out of his office and stood at the railing. "Everyone," he announced, "I think it's safe to say that for the first in several years, we do not have a case on Halloween night!"
Everyone cheered, especially Spencer. Halloween was his favorite holiday, you learned. He was very passionate about its spooky nature by dressing up in a scary mask at work, before having to take it off because of a case. He would pout when he would see Emily, Rossi, or Garcia come out, telling the team that we had a case. This year, however, I noticed a grin on his face that stretched from ear to ear.
"In honor of that, I will be throwing a party at my house and you're all invited. But don't think you could run away from my grandmother's recipe!"
I turned over to Spencer, who's desk was right next to mine, a curious grin growing on my face. "So doc, what are you going to be for Halloween?"
He leaned back in his chair and looked over to me, his left elbow pressed against the armrest. "I was originally going to go as Tom Baker's Doctor Who since I still have the cosplay from when Garcia and I tried going to a convention, but with how my hair looks now, I think I'll go as a mad scientist or, if I want to be more specific, Einstein himself."
"I can see you dressing up as Einstein," I smiled, "Hell, you could even go as Dr.Emmett Brown, himself."
"Who?"
I looked back at him, jaw falling to my desk. "You know, from Back to the Future?"
He still looked confused.
"Don't worry about it, Clover," Luke said as he walked over and sat at the desk in front of me, "What he doesn't know won't hurt him."
"Now I'm curious about this movie." Spencer said, his curious face getting curiouser and curiouser.
"Maybe we can sneak away from the party tonight at some point and watch it." I wink at him and the two began chuckling.
"Those movie's are the closest to nerd I'll ever get." said Luke, which sparked Spencer's interest even more.
"So what are you going to be tonight, Kingsley?"
I looked over at him with a smirk."Oh, Alvez, THAT is a surprise."
~That Night~
"They did the monnnster mash!"
Music was coming from all over the backyard and in the house. Everyone from the BAU was dressed up in their spooky (or sexy...or cutest) best and was dancing the night away with champagne in their hands. I had walked in a little bit late compared to everyone else, which somehow Rossi didn't give me a sassy but funny remark about it. Rossi and Krystall dressed up as Bonnie and Clyde, Tara, along with Jj, Emily, and Garcia, went as nuns, and Matt went as Rickey while his wife, Kristy, was Lucy.
Luke ended up going as Magic Mike, not because he was full of himself, that was way out of line for him, but because the team would joke that he could become a stripper if he had to and played along. Spencer was, indeed, Albert Einstein. Garcia must've helped him with his hair, getting it to stick out like Einstein's and spraying gray hairspray in his hair. Both looked really good in their costumes, I couldn't complain.
I walked in as a sexy devil. I'm not scared to dress sexy when I could. I was comfortable in my body and I wasn't doing it to get someone's attention. I just love to feel myself from time to time, almost like a confidence boost if I needed it. I walked over to my two dudes and saw their eyes bulging out of their heads as they turned around to see. I was in a tight red crop top that showed off the girlies, with red short shorts, black fishnet tights, and red heels. I had horns on the top of my head thanks to a headband, and a tail that was attached to my shorts. The two were completely shocked, but were the respectful men that I always knew they were.
As the night went on, I was kind of getting bored. While I loved being surrounded by my coworkers turned family, I wanted to get wasted. It was Halloween night for crying out loud, but I didn't like being drunk in front of a lot of people. Even when I would go to the club, I would just have one drink and then dance with everyone on the dance floor. I didn't trust my drunk self, not physically but just how my personality changes. It embarrassed me to no end, so I only trusted a few people. Two of them, obviously, being Spencer and Luke.
At one point, I was sitting on the couch in the living room by myself. Luke and Spencer came in and sat down next to me, asking me if I was ok. When I explained to them what I was feeling, they both grinned in unison as they looked at one another, then back at me. I knew exactly what they were thinking, and they were in for it. We said goodbye to everyone, grabbed our coats, and headed out the door where we all met up at Luke's place.
When we walked in, Spencer and I sat on his couch getting Back to the Future ready while Luke made us all drinks. As we watched, we ended up leaving our glasses on the table and started taking turns drinking the vodka bottle, numb to the burning sensation. After taking the last shot in the bottle, I set it down and lay back against the back of the couch and blacked out, letting the alcohol take over my mind and body. The last thing I remember was leaning my head against Spencer's shoulder, while my feet were on Luke's lap...
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Clover was giggling on Spencer's shoulder as her foot slowly rubbed over Luke's lap. Luke shifted his position on the couch, trying not to notice what that was doing to him. Not like he had a foot fetish or anything, but the amount of friction caused his pants grow tighter by the minute. Spencer, who had never been this drunk before in his life, started playing with her hair as he moved his arm around her. Spencer could tell that she was just as drunk as he was, but he didn't expect her to lay her hand on his chest, playing with the necklace he had around his neck. He tried to focus his attention to Back to the Future III, but once she started playing with the gold piece of metal with her mouth, he couldn't help but to look down at her, her eyes never leaving his.
He looked over to Luke, who had moved Clover's foot over and started palming himself  through his pants. Spencer quickly looked away, trying not to give in to his own urges. He moved his focus back to Clover, who's eyes were still locked on him. Before he could do anything, she let go of the necklace and began to slowly move her hand down Spencer's chest.
"I know why Luke moved my foot away," she whispered as her hand gently fell on his lap. She moved her fingers ever so lightly over the bulge that was growing in his pants. She had also moved her foot back onto to Luke's bulge, rubbing over it softly.
The two looked at each other, almost in confusion at first. But then, they silently agreed that they were up for it, as Clover clearly was as well. Luke moved her foot off of it and stood up, pausing the movie as Spencer moved her hand out of the way and lifted her head up as he started to get up. He takes her hand and helps her up, grabbing Luke's hand before wobbling their way into his room. She jumped onto the bed as Spencer shut the door, letting the light from the moon and street lamps illuminate the room. The two stood in front of her before she motioned her finger for them to come over.
"You're one hell of a brat, Kingsley." Luke slurred as the two quickly walked over to her, plopping down on either side of her on the bed.
Clover leans in and kisses Luke while Spencer went for her neck, cupping her left breast and massaging it. The touch alone had a moan leave her lips and into Luke's as he moved his tongue on her bottom lip, asking for entrance. As their tongues melded together, Spencer moved the fabric of her top over and took her breast out of the cup of her bra, leaning in and began licking her nipple before taking the whole thing in his mouth sucking it. Clover broke the kiss and let out a whimper, which made both men chuckle as she leaned both of her arms behind her on the bed for support.
Luke looks over to Spencer as he lets go of her breast and looks up to Luke. "Do you think she'll stop being a brat if we do something like this?" Luke asks before moving his fingers down to her core, rubbing over her shorts. Clover bites her lip to hold in a gasp, which Luke wasn't too pleased by.
"Are you going to behave, little one?" Spencer asks as he plays with the waistband of her shorts, his lips ghosting her cheek.
Clover nods, still holding in a moan just from being touched.  Luke grabs ahold of her jaw and quickly turns her face to look at him. "Use your words, princesa."
"Please," she whines.
Spencer has Clover buck her hips as he pulled her shorts and tights off of her. They notice how turned on she was on her panties and both lean in, biting and sucking on either side of her neck. Spencer's fingers linger the inside of her thighs while Luke went back to rubbing her through the cloth. She moves her hips against his fingers, begging for more.
"You were such a tease just a few minutes ago, and now look at you. So helpless and needy in a matter of seconds." says Spencer in between kisses.
Hearing that made Clover take her panties off in a swift, but quick, motion. She couldn't take it anymore, she needed their touch.
"Eager little girl, aren't you?" Luke chuckled.
It took a minute for her to realize that Spencer went straight in, sticking two fingers inside her and pumping slowly while Luke rubbed her pussy. Her brain had turned into mush full of pleasure that when they went in, she couldn't help but let out a loud moan. They sped up their movements, making her let out a silent scream.
"Fuck, daddy!" She gasped out.
The two were shocked, but didn't complain about the name. "Which one of us is daddy, kitten?" Spencer asked.
"You can't think straight, can you?" Luke asked.
Clover pulls Spencer in by his tie while pulling Luke in at the same time by his belt. "Shut up," she says breathy, "just shut up and fuck me."
"Don't go back to being a brat now," says Luke finally after a moment of silence, "You are going to behave or you'll be punished. And I don't think you'll like what we'll do."
Spencer continues to finger her quickly and deeply, curling his fingers as he hit her gspot every time while Luke rubs faster on her clit. Clover falls onto the bed as wave of pleasure hit her like a train.  She closed her walls around Spencers fingers, getting closer and closer to release as he sped up his pace even more.
"Cum for me, little girl, I want you cum so hard on daddy's fingers."
Spencer connects his lips back to her neck as she screamed, letting the waves of pleasure shoot through her body. Luke rubs her slowly to let her ride out her orgasm as Spencer pulls his fingers out and sticks them in his mouth. The way he cleaned her off made her ache all over again, wanting more and more. She didn't want this to end; This was the most pleasure she's ever had.
Luke looks over as Spencer finished devouring her, removing his fingers from his mouth with a small pop. "She tastes so sweet."
Without a single word, Luke gets off the bed and kneels in front of it, pulling Clover by her knees closer to him. As Spencer started making out with her, Luke dives right in between her thighs, licking a single thick stripe up her core, making her moan through the kiss. As their tongues fought like swords in their mouths, Spencer starts to unbuckle his belt and pulled his pants with his boxers in a swift motion, letting his cock spring free. Before it could hit his stomach, however, she grabs onto it with her left hand and starting pumping him slowly. He groans into her mouth before breaking apart, watching her stroke his aching cock.
"Please, daddy. I need your cock so bad fUCK!"
Neither of the two knew who she was talking to, but they did know that it didn't matter. Luke gets up from the floor and takes his costume off while Spencer moved his position so that his knees were on the bed. Clover moves up a bit so that Luke could get back on. The two pump themselves a few times before they pushed themselves in. She took Spencer's cock in her mouth as Spencer grabs a handful of her hair, slowly pushing her down as Luke thrust. As soon as she was comfortable of their size, Luke began thrusting slowly. Clover moaned and grind against him, begging for more, which he happily obliged. Spencer groaned under his breath when she moaned, making him buck his hips forward, shoving his cock down her throat. She gagged on it, tears piercing her eyes.
Clover was at this moment, and maybe even every moment after this, beneath them. Spencer and Luke were exercising their rights to dominate, belittle, and humiliate her. Her holes were filled as her mind quickly unraveled from the rush of pleasure from every minute pulsation. She couldn't even follow their taunts anymore, and the only bit of rationale that she could muster was to be the best sex doll for her two dominators. Her pussy ached for more punishment as they admonished her sloppy performance. She moaned hungrily as she was ravaged, playing the broken slut; no, she was their broken slut. Eagerly enjoying their obvious amusement.
The knot in her stomach was getting tighter and tighter again. She knew Luke was just edging her, making her wait to cum until he was ready. He looked to Spencer, who was holding on for dear life, almost getting into some sort of sub space of his own as the look on his face was begging for release. Clover felt both of their cocks twitch inside her, letting her know they were close.
"Cum for us, princesa," Luke growls, "just one more time for daddy. I know you want to, baby."
Clover turned into a screaming, moaning mess as she came all over Luke's cock, making a huge mess on the bed. That was the last straw for the two men, as they both released inside her, filling her over the edge. The two pulled themselves out, Spencer laying next to Clover (who was showing him that she swallowed every last drop of him) while Luke watched his cum pool out from her, enjoying the view before he lay on the other side of her. Clover wiggled her arms through theirs, focusing on something to cuddle her way into. Spencer quickly grabbed tissues from his side of the bed and cleaned her up.
"You did so good, Clover." says Spencer. He throws the used tissues away in the waste bin beside him and turns back to see tears prickling from her eyes again. "Ssh ssh, it's ok," he coos as he wraps his arms around her. Spencer's soft praises mixed with Luke's gentle hand playing with her hair helped her come back down from the cloudy headspace she was in. She felt cared for and safe with them comforting her.
Clover snuggles into Spencer as Luke's arm wrapped around her waist, spooning behind her. Spencer kissed the top of her head as she nestled her head on his chest, letting the sleepiness that alcohol gave take over them.
As she drifted off to sleep, Clover hoped that she wouldn't forget this perfect night.
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