#LET THEM B R E A T H E next to EACH OTHER

[secretsofblackthornhall]

Emma To Bruce

Dear Bruce,

Sorry I haven’t written in you much lately. It’s been busy times around here.

Tuesday Julian and I were having breakfast — it’s been nice and sunny this last week, and the kitchen was pretty cheerful. I’ve become besotted with crumpets, and Julian is excellent at toasting them over the stove. We were having them with honey and butter when we heard a knock on the front door.

Julian jumped up. Now, about a day ago we got a message from Ty saying he was coming with Ragnor to Blackthorn Hall. He seemed really worried that Julian would be mad, but Julian wasn’t at all mad. He was nervous. He went around all day looking distracted and bumping into things, so when we went to bed at night I took his hand and wrote on his palm, the way we always used to do, tracing each letter. W-H-A-T A-R-E Y-O-U W-O-R-R-I-E-D A-B-O-U-T-? 

We curled up together under the covers. He told me that he was worried because he used to be the person who took care of Ty, and now it had been more than a year and Ty had been taking care of himself. He said he used to know everything about Ty, when he got up and when he went to sleep, and what he liked to eat and do, and now he feels like he’s lost track of him somehow, like maybe it will feel like they’re strangers. 

I told him he would never lose track of Ty and their relationship would always be special, it was just going to be different than it had been because Jules no longer has to take care of everyone and pretend he isn’t doing it. He doesn’t have to carry this big secret weight around, and responsibility is always a weight no matter how much you love the people you’re responsible for. 

After that, he kissed me, and the rest, Bruce, is none of your business. Goodness, you like to pry.

Anyway, back to breakfast and the knock on the door. It was Ragnor, looking a sprightly shade of green, like an English meadow. He sailed right past Julian and began inspecting the drapes. Well, he was probably inspecting something magical, like the curse, but to me it looked like he was examining the curtains and the wallpaper. Maybe he’s thinking of decorating his own place. Or maybe he was just giving Julian some time alone with Ty, because Ty was still standing on the stairs, with a duffel bag over his arm, looking adorably awkward.

I wanted to run down and hug him but I hung back because I could feel in my bones that this was Ty and Jules’ moment. Jules was just standing in the doorway looking at Ty with his face all tight and then he said, “Come here,” in a rough sort of voice and Ty dropped his duffel bag and ran up the stairs and Julian hugged him so tightly I thought for sure he’d protest. But he didn’t. He just leaned into the hug. Jules rubbed his back and said, “Ty-Ty,” and I missed what happened next because I was keeping my eyes very wide open and trying not to blink. It’s the best way I know how to keep from crying.

Eventually they let go of each other, and we showed Ty and Ragnor around the first floor, which did feel a little weird, knowing that Ty had already been here two years ago with Livvy. I think we could all feel it, the sorrowful elephant in the room. Julian kept casting anxious glances at Ty, but Ty didn’t look sad, actually — more thoughtful. Eventually Julian told him he should go upstairs and pick out a bedroom. “Any room! There are lots to choose from. Whichever you want, you can decide how you want to decorate it. Anything you want to do.”

“And where will I be sleeping?” Ragnor said grumpily. “Stuffed up the chimney?”

Ty was already headed upstairs with Julian. I told Ragnor he could sleep wherever he wanted though I recommended the couch downstairs if he wanted to be Close to the Ghost. Rupert still tends to turn up most often in the dining room. Ragnor didn’t commit to this, but only wandered into the kitchen instead and started making tea. I offered him a crumpet to be hospitable and when Julian came back downstairs Ragnor was dripping honey on the counter. 

“Can I see the ley-line map?” Jules asked. “Or are you too busy attracting ants?”

“No ants,” said Ragnor, around his crumpet. “Not the season.” He licked his fingers, stuck his hand into his jacket, and pulled out a huge rolled-up parchment which, first of all, he did not fit in the jacket without doing some magic, so let it never be said that Ragnor doesn’t like a dramatic gesture, even if he claims to be above that kind of thing. He unfurled it on the long dining table and weighted it down with a candlestick and some books along the edges.

It was a map of central London—it’s hard to miss the distinctive shape of the Thames snaking through the middle—but absolutely covered in lines in several different inks—red, blue, green, gold. And along the lines were astrological symbols and arrows and numbers and the occasional bit of Greek. You could barely read the street names.

“Your map of London is in Greek?” Julian said. “Also, aren’t you going to get honey on it.”

“Honey is good for parchment,” Ragnor said. “It’s a preservative. And it’s Coptic.”

“Your map of London is in Coptic?” I said.

Ragnor regarded it fondly. “It is. Believe it or not, it’s one of the most readable ley-line maps of the city I’ve found. Some of them are just impossible. This one is from the 1700s, they just wrote in Coptic to be difficult. Warlocks are like that.”

I know, I wanted to say, but I didn’t, because Ragnor was doing us a favor.

“Is your ghost afoot?” Ragnor said. He had withdrawn a large magnifying crystal and was peering through it at bits of the map.

“Not sure,” I said. “Rupert? We have a visitor who wants to meet you.”

Nothing happened.

“So he comes and goes,” Ragnor muttered, as though to himself. “Interesting.” He took a small leather notebook from his pocket and paged through it.

“Is it interesting?” Julian said. “Maybe he’s just shy around new people. Before we showed up he was alone here for fifty years or so.”

Ragnor looked up at Julian. “My boy, there are telephone calls I haven’t gotten around to returning that are that old.”

“Well, you should be a better correspondent,” Julian said, folding his arms. “Do you see anything on the map?”

Ragnor kind of hmphed and returned to the map. After a while he straightened up and said, “All right. Do you want to hear all the nitty-gritty details, or should I skip directly to conclusion?”

“Conclusion, please,” I said.

“I thought so,” Ragnor said. He sounded grumpy, for no reason I could imagine. That’s our Ragnor!

“Taking into account the different types of ley-lines and the various intersections, knots, and traces,” he said, “and assuming that the other objects are likely in central London, since all the others have been, and assuming that the objects are likely to be in locations relevant to the Shadow World…” He paused and cocked an eyebrow at us.

“With you so far,” Julian said.

“I see here and here as the most likely next search locations.” He had produced a pencil from somewhere, and he circled two spots on the map. “Here is the church of St. Mary Abchurch. And here…” He trailed off.

Julian leaned over the map where Ragnor was pointing. “Yes? It looks like just a street of townhouses in Soho.”

“Well,” said Ragnor, “once upon a time, for many years, there was an infamous Downworlder salon in one of these townhouses. The Hell Ruelle, it was called. It was a very clever name, you see, because a ruelle is a name for a kind of reception French aristocratic ladies used to hold in their bedrooms, a little like a salon, and also a ruelle is a narrow alley, such as the one this house is on.”

“Also,” I said seriously, “it rhymes.”

“Quite,” said Ragnor. “I’ve no idea what happened to it. Salons have been long out of fashion, but Downworlders do like their old-fashioned things. I’d wager it’s still a club of some kind, probably as scandalous as it was back in the day. Scandal never goes out of fashion, I’ve noticed.”

“We saw a playbill from there,” Julian told him. “It was displayed at the Herondale house on Curzon Street.”

Ragnor’s eyebrows went up. “You went to the Curzon Street house? What’s it like now?”

So Julian started telling Ragnor all about our visit there, which was fine because I wanted to go check on Ty. I had thought he might come downstairs to assist or at least observe Ragnor, but he’d apparently find someplace he liked and had remained there. Or some terrible dark magic had befallen him. But probably the first.

He was easy to find, at least—there are a lot of bedrooms but not that many, and besides, these old walls don’t do anything to block sound, and I could hear his voice in one of them. The “gray bedroom,” as Julian and I call it. It has a nice view of the duck pond.

I guess he was talking on the phone to someone; I could hear the pauses where he was listening to the other person. I thought I heard him say, “Well, I have no idea why, but it hasn’t been that long,” in reference to something, and then the door opened and he came out of the room. He immediately started at the sight of me standing in the hall. “Emma?”

“I just came up to see how you’re doing,” I said. “I think we’re going to get some takeaway in a bit. Is that the bedroom you like?”

“Yes,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at the high windows. “It’s a good room, I think.”

“Were you talking to your sister?” I said.

He didn’t say anything — he sort of went red, then white. I wondered if he’d said something I wasn’t supposed to overhear, but I couldn’t imagine what. “I wasn’t listening,” I clarified. “I just assumed it was Dru.”

“Oh!” he said. “Yes. Yes, I was talking to Dru. She . . .”

“Probably wants to know what the bedrooms are like,” I said, trying to put him at ease. “Dru would definitely want the gothiest one.”

“Sure.” Ty and I started downstairs.  “I’m not a good judge of what’s gothy, though.”

“I think the idea is ‘as creepy as possible,’” I said, and we reached the kitchen, where Jules and Ragnor were waiting. Ty relaxed pretty quickly; it turned out all he needed was (a) some tea and (b) to talk with Ragnor about the details of the ley-line map endlessly until food arrived and finally stopped them. Bruce, I swear at one point Ragnor told a joke in Coptic and Ty laughed. They’re hardcore over there at the Scholomance. Maybe too hardcore for me. But don’t get me wrong—it was very nice to have them here. It reminded me that when this project is complete and all the Blackthorns are here and can make it their own, this house could feel warm and friendly again. It didn’t even feel that cursed as we lay in front of the fireplace playing Clue (they call it Cluedo here) until Ty was falling asleep.

Update: Sunday night. Ragnor and Ty left this afternoon. It was really great to have them here, it was good for Julian and I to have other people here in the house to talk to other than the builders. Ty and Julian spent a bunch of time roaming around the gardens, deciding which old statues are ruined in a decorative, attractive manner, and which are just ruined. We’re going to have to get some new statues when we redo the garden, which Ty was very excited about; he thinks we should have one of Holmes holding a magnifying glass, and one of Watson.

The only weird thing is that Ghost!Rupert was missing for the whole visit, and then reappeared an hour after they left. We showed him the map and what Ragnor told us, and he just said he’s sure Ragnor is right. And it turns out he did talk to Ty at some point. He said Ty is “kind to ghosts.” Maybe Ty made him a ghost sandwich or read him a ghost bedtime story or something. Ty certainly didn’t say anything about it.

So, that’s all for now! I guess we’re going to head to St Mary Abchurch tomorrow afternoon, and then depending how that goes we’ll check out this townhouse and see if there’s still a scandalous Soho club there. Though what Ragnor would consider scandalous might not be that scandalous to us. I guess we’ll find out! For all we know it’s just some guy’s house and he’ll be very confused to see us!

Good night, Bruce. It’s nice to think of what it will be like when all the Blackthorns are here and the place is full of noise and activity. It’s the first time since we started I’ve really been able to envision it, even through the curse. Meanwhile, I’m going to tuck a Polaroid of us playing Cluedo here between these pages in case you want something to look at later.

— Emma

#sobh #secrets of blackthorn hall #ragnor fell #ty blackthorn #julian blackthorn #Ghost!Rupert

[yourmomxx]

— random relationship headcanons for jj maybank —

male!reader

a bit nsfw under the cut

just to be clear from the very beginning, we are talking about a secret relationship here

I mean come on, jj has a dead-beat dad, he’s not just gonna go all out and tell him “yeah i’m fucking someone with a dick fyi”

ain’t happening

starting a relationship with jj was hard, he kept pushing you away because of his fear of attachment and his trust issues

But you didn’t let him push you away

It took a while for him to let you in

But after those walls were broken, he was justKirk the most affectionate boyfriend ever

Everyday he would wake you and not know how he deserved you, and the pogues would never hear the end of it

so yes, obviously the pogues know about your relationship

even if he kept it a secret from them, too, at first

kie was the first to actually figure it out

because john b is a bit slow

and pope thought y’all were just really good friends

(no one had the heart to tell him what really made the bumping noises in the next room)

but they all love you

while you’re dating jj, you’re a pogue now, like it or not

you most definitely had it easier than sarah

but hey maybe that’s because your brother wants a psychopathic killer

speaking of siblings, if you have some (younger ones), jj adores them

like, seriously, he always tries to include them whenever you do things together, and jokes and plays around with them

if your siblings are older, they’re a bit suspicious of him first, but eventually grow really fond of him and start seeing him like a sort of a little brother too

we ain’t mentioning JJ’s dad in this house

except for the times where you threatened to beat him up until it was him lying in a hospital bed rather than his son

jj always held you back tho

he told you his father wasn’t worth a sentence in prison

you always take care of JJ’s wounds, even when he’s reluctant about it at first

silent smoking sessions where the two of you simply enjoy each other’s company

“who’s the man in the relationship?” “there’s no man in our relationship, idiot, but if there was, it’d be me.”

he always brags about you when he’s with the pogues

“did you know that y/n did …”

“y/n actually told me …”

“have you seen how fucking good y/n looks today?”

“can’t believe I fucking pulled that.”

the pogues mostly just smile and nod along, knowing how happy you truly make him

he’s just drooling whenever you walk over to him, shirtless with wet hair and only in swim shorts

his brain short circuits

It’s like that one slowmo scene in baywatch ya know

jj plans the cutest dates

like stargazing, small roadtrips, surfing together, campfires with roasting marshmallows

soft touches

and because you two aren’t in a public relationship, I am so heavy on this

like imagine you’re walking to the beach with the pogues, all together laughing and chatting

and you walk so close to jj that your shoulder always *accidentally* bumps his. all the time.

or bonfires

sitting next to each other and each talking to someone, but your knees are so close that they are just touching the entire time

you can feel jj’s warm skin against yours and it sends something like electric waves down your body

fingers linking slightly when you stand near each other or walk with the pogues to the beach

putting your head on the other’s shoulder because that’s not gay you’re “just tired”

shoulders or arms grazing when you’re close

your pinky linking with his thumb when your hands are placed near each other

f o r e h e a d t o u c h e s

hello and goodbye kisses

puts his arms around your waist from behind and lays his head on your shoulder or upper back when he’s tired (and you’re with the pogues)

falls asleep leaned against you when you’re at john b’s hanging out with the pogues

such dramatic golden retriever puppy energy

says he will literally die if he doesn’t get enough touches and kisses from you

jj practically lives at your apartment

he has his own toothbrushes over there and everything

when he’s at home he sleeps in your clothes because they smell like you and it comforts him

will literally return said clothes to you and tell you to wash/wear them because they lost your scent

with jj’s impulsive personality it’s hard, but the two of you do your best to argue as little as possible

and even when, you try your best to not yell and trigger him, but to be honest - the two of you rarely argue. like, heavily

of course there’s some harsh exchanges from time to time but not ever screaming fights or something like that

communication is key in your relationship

you’ve ensured that from the very beginning

you promised to talk things out when you feel like there are problems or something that needs to be talked about and then you can work on it together

there is literally no grudges you hold that could be thrown at each other to worsen arguments

cooking breakfast for him because you want to let him sleep in

stealing away from parties or bonfires to have some private time

his wardrobe is mostly your clothes

you would go to jail for each other

“jj i swear if you don’t stop pissing off police officers-“

you meet him at the beach to watch him surf

because he’s so talented, of course, not because you want to see him shirtless or anything

he’s the best at cheering you up

he’s everything but a dry texter

you mostly cook because the only meal this man knows how to make is toast and pasta

how he’s survived this long without you is a mystery

jealousy because, again, secret relationship

“I thought you weren’t the jealous type?”

“oh, I’m not.”

“so the girl over there that’s talking and smiling all over jj has totally nothing to do with the fact that you’ve absolutely crushed your plastic cup?”

“mhm.”

but not in an i don’t trust you and I think that you will cheat on me-way jealous, more in a you’re mine and seeing you with other people that i know don’t know that physically hurts me-typa way

has his own private smile for you, all teeth and giggles, and just so in love

you give jj your clothes and he gave you one of his leather bracelets to wear

knuckle kisses

just staying in bed all day and cuddling

he has less nightmares when he sleeps next to you

whenever jj got out of the water after surfing, he would make sure to hug you, no matter how much you struggled to push him off you, so you would get just as wet as him

— nsfw ————————————————

you actually had to introduce jj to a few things because he had never done them before or ever even heard of them

he’s good with girls but the whole boy thing? that was new territory

so you had to teach him some stuff

but it turns out, jj is a quick learner - when he wants to be

he’s a switch but mostly bottoms

it’s his inner child that just wants someone to take care of him

sometimes the sex helps him to calm down after his dad hurt him, but that is a thin line to walk

he whimpers

he has a praise kink

“so beautiful” “my handsome boy” “atta boy that’s a good one”

those just do it for him

there’s times when it’s just rough and emotional and angsty (cue choking, knife-play, heavy dirty talk and degradation)

and other times that are slow and soft and loving (cue praise, careful movements, private mornings, many and long kisses)

he takes a shower and you just surprise him by stepping in too

quickies on the boats that jj is supposed to clean (you officially keep him company for “moral support”)

his sweaty surfer curls sticking to his forehead after while he’s grinning at you😫😫

head in small caves at the beach

hickies because “if that girl tries hitting on you one more time, I am gonna hit her. with my car- ”

the pogues tease him about them the morning after

“ayo jj had a rough night I see?”

teasing. like so much. from both sides

whether it be “innocent” touches or well-placed words … it’s all over the place

high sex

handjobs in the back of john b’s twinkie

#jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x pogue!reader #jj maybank x male!reader #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank #jj maybank fic #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x male reader #jj maybank x reader #outer banks #outerbanks x reader #outerbanks imagine #rudy pankow x reader #rudy pankow #gay mlm #bi mlm #male reader #headcanons #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank angst #jj maybank smut #yourmomxx

[purpleyoonn]

The Line Between Love and War 8

C H A P T E R  8:  

JAMES CORDEN AND THE CROSSWALK

“It is said that the night sky is made up of tiny wishes that humans were never able to fulfill. That the stars only became bright by the fulfillment of those wishes. In your eyes, the stars that shine never seemed real, your childhood wishes dark and dim as you grow. But now, now you understand the twinkle in their eyes as they look down at you.”

Summary: Your experiences told you that soulmates were something you would never have the pleasure of having; something not given to you because of who you are, despite the soulmark that resides on your inner left wrist. During your solo trip to Los Angeles, you find out that you are more than capable, that your soulmates had been waiting for you for a long time, and would not be letting you go anytime soon.

Genre: soulmate au, bts au, idol bts, polyamory relationship, eventual smut

Paring: Idol!BTS x autistic!mc

Status: Ongoing (randomly updated)

Warnings: mental illness, talk of disability, lots of angst, miscommunication, feelings of depression, feelings of isolation, polyamory bts, stalking, dangerous behavior, eventual smut,

Chapter Warnings: a shutdown, nonverbal mc, eloping*, protective bangtan, protective seungho, not much

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*eloping: elopement involves leaving a designated area without permission. For some it can mean wandering off without realizing it, or it can mean running away. This is the definition associated/specific with the neurodivergent community. 

Masterlist // Chapter 7 // Chapter 9

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Previously on The Line Between Love and War:

The rest of the live turned out better than you thought. There were not many questions aimed your way, but you shared that your favorite color was blue, you were from California, and that your ult kpop groups were BTS (of course), Ateez, Iz*one, and Twice, but that you also listened to others as well.

The boys also learned something new, not even realizing that you listened to other groups besides them. They had gotten a little jealous that you liked another kpop boy group, but would wait until later to tease you.

The night ended with plenty more kisses and cuddles after the live ended, discussions of how the week would look, and falling asleep in each other’s arms as you squeezed in together on Jin and Yoongi’s bed.

When the boys woke up the next morning for their concert fittings, you weren’t with them. The place where you were sleeping against Yoongi was absent, and cold, making the group of soulmates frantic. They searched the hotel room for you, not finding you anywhere. They called your name but heard nothing in return.

“Do you think she went out? Maybe to the hotel gift shop? She did like the stuffed animals there?” Jimin questioned Namjoon, who was on his phone looking for Seungho’s number. Jin was on the phone with Sejin, letting him know that they might be a little late to the meeting room that Big Hit had rented for their fittings within the hotel.

Jungkook and Taehyung had gone back to the room to see if you left your phone or not when they heard some rustling from within the closet. Looking at each other, Taehyung motioned for Jungkook to open the closet door, and after rolling his eyes, he moved forward.

He was not expecting to find you, huddled up with your Shooky plushie and the headphones Yoongi got you, rocking back and forth. Jungkook immediately motioned for Taehyung to get the others while he kneeled on the ground, moving to be in your line of sight.

When you woke up that morning, everything was too much. You could feel everything, even the stitching within the sheets and in Yoongi’s shirt against your cheek. The sun burned your skin from where it was peaking in from the window and every breath had you wanting to gag. You were overstimulated…to the extreme.

You thought you had done well yesterday, but it seems your body disagrees with you. Sitting up, you noticed that it was still early and that the boys were still awake. You didn’t want to disturb them when they had a lot going on today, so you quietly got untangled from the mess of limbs and grabbed your headphones and Shooky plushy, rubbing your hands in a pattern over the soft plushie as you tried to find somewhere dark you could sit.

Eventually, the closet seemed to be your only option. You moved a couple of things that had fallen off the hangers and sat in the corner propped against one of Yoongi’s hoodies, his scent helping to calm you a little. 

You even put on one of Jin’s hoodies, pulling the hood over your headphones and eyes, closing them as you tried to calm down and center yourself, something your therapist had taught you years ago when you thought you were having panic attacks.

With your noise cancelling headphones on, you didn’t even realize everyone was awake, or that they had been searching for you. Only when Jungkook crawled into your little space and bent so he could see your face did you realize.

You saw his hand move, his lips moving as he spoke. You didn’t realize you were crying until he began to gently wipe away the stray tears on your cheek. Seeing movement in the corner of your eyes, you turned to see the rest of your soulmates, crouching down so they could sit in front of the closet door.

You watch him as he slowly moves to take your headphones off your head, their words now becoming heard by your uncovered ears.

“Hey baby, you okay? Is there anything we can do for you?” Yoongi’s raspy tone sends shivers down your spine. When you would normally get overstimulated, you would listen to BTS music, especially ones where Yoongi or Namjoon rap in their lower registers. You couldn’t explain it, but their voices were like heaven to your ears.

You knew before you could feel it in your throat that you would be nonverbal; for how long, you had no clue. You just stay quiet, knowing they wouldn’t understand you even if you tried to motion. They were probably just asking to be polite; it wouldn’t be the first time.

“Baby? Can I, can I hug you?” Jungkook asks, holding his hands out to show you his question as well as verbalizing it. You didn’t know if it would help, you’ve never had anyone ask to hug you when you were like this. Normally you had people moving away from you.

But, when you first met them, their touch had managed to calm you down significantly, slowing your racing heartbeat down and calming your anxiety. You remember the way all the tension left your body and how you relaxed against Jin on the couch.

You nod your head at his question, knowing it can’t hurt to try. However, you almost lose your sight to Jungkook’s chest as he moves quickly, bringing you into his lap and moving to get up with you in his arms. You can’t even yelp out of shock as he does so, you only grip onto him tighter, eyes wide as you look to one of the boys for help.

He moves his hands under your shirt and Jin’s sweatshirt, putting his hands on your back and rubbing up and down. His actions help tremendously to soothe you and help to regulate you. 

Maybe it is true what they say about soulmates, physical touch does wonders to the soul.

“Did you get too overstimulated yesterday, Y/n?” Namjoon’s quiet voice asks as he sits on the bed behind Jungkook, his eyes roaming over your face, trying to see if you show any emotion on it. He knows you have trouble with expressing emotions, verbally and physically, one of the reasons he spent countless hours studying body language. He wanted to be able to help you in any way he could.

You nod your head again, answering his question and inadvertently letting them know you weren’t able to speak right now. Namjoon nodded back, his hand moving to cup your hand, mouth going to say something when there was a knock on the open door, announcing the presence of Sejin.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt. I’m glad you were found, Y/n. But we cannot push back the fitting anymore if the stylists want anytime to make any changes.” Namjoon sighed as Jin stood up, moving over to Sejin. You could hear them speaking, Namjoon and Yoongi moving to join the conversation as well.

This meant there was space for Jimin to move in where Namjoon was sitting. He brought his hands up to trace his fingers down your features, reminding you of a dream you had. Smiling a little at the thought, you nuzzled into Jungkook’s neck. Jimin cooed at you while Jungkook blushed, squeezing you a little tighter and adjusting you on his lap.

Your smile remained on your face as long as Jimin traced your features, bopping you on the nose every once in a while. You didn’t want him to stop, feeling calm and relaxed, almost to the point of falling asleep. But all good things must come to an end.

You noticed Jimin start to pout, scrunching your nose up in confusion you watched him start to get off the bed. You reached for him over Jungkook’s shoulders but he held you close.

“Darling, we can’t hold off our fitting. Is it okay if we take you down with us? We can make sure you have a chair down there, and one of us can be with you. We will take turns getting fitted.” Jin spoke to you as soon as Jungkook turned you around in his lap, not wanting to let go of you just yet.

Jungkook couldn’t explain it but he swears he could feel your own heart racing in his chest. He could feel your anxiety and restlessness like it was his own. All of his senses seemed to be in overdrive as he sat there with you and it had him wondering if this was what you experienced all the time.

It made Jungkook become protective, and your soul seemed to call out to his in that moment. He took the time to help put your socks and shoes on your feet and made sure that everything you might need was in your backpack. He even snuck some of your favorite gummy worms in one of the front pockets.

He held your hand the entire way to the meeting room they rented out, holding you close to his side as Jimin held your other hand. Made sure your chair would be near him and that he was your buddy first. He held you close, and like when in the room, he moved his hands under your shirt and held your sides, rubbing his thumb in soothing circles against your skin.

When it was his turn to get fitted, and Jin was on his way to be your buddy, he told his mate what to do, how you liked skin to skin contact and how it seemed to help your heart to calm down.

“Jungkook, I’ve got it babe. I promise she will be in good hands.” Jin reassured his younger mate, seeing just how much your state was affecting him.

By the time the fitting was over with, you were still nonverbal, but from exhaustion. You weren’t overstimulated or overwhelmed anymore, and you weren’t close to a shutdown. The skin to skin contact helped so much, and was now something each of the boys were aware of and placed inside the arsenal.

-*-*-

The next day was the Crosswalk Concert with James Corden taping for the boys. After your state yesterday, the boys were intent on keeping you with them. They had some fear that if they weren’t around you, then you might shutdown again and be alone. That was the last thing they wanted, as they promised you they would always be there for you. You came before anything that had scheduled.

The boys, specifically Jungkook and Yoongi, made sure you had everything necessary for the taping in your backpack. Jimin picked your outfit out this time, wanting to match with you even if he had to change when they got to the studio. He had fun taking selfies with you, saving them to post to Instagram later on.

Sejin had given you an official badge to wear that HYBE had sent in once you were announced to the management team. It had your name and the BTS logo, the words ‘soulmate pass’ on the bottom of the laminated pass. You even got your own BTS themed lanyard that had you excited and putting around your neck.

“Please wear this to all future events. Everyone working with us is fully aware of you and will look for your lanyard and badge when you are not with us or the boys, okay?” Sejin made sure you knew how important the badge was.

“What if it gets lost or taken?” You were worried that if you didn’t have it, you would be kicked out. That maybe they wouldn’t know what you looked like and would only look for the badge.

“That will not happen. Just like everyone knows who the boys are, they will know who you are.” While he thought that may have reassured you, it didn’t. Either way, they were not going to leave your side that day, and Seungho was instructed to remain by your side the entire time. Namjoon specifically told him not to leave your side even if someone else tells him to.

You were currently outside, watching as the boys and James did their skit to be shown before the crosswalk concert actually happens. The boys were in really amazing black and yellow suits. The skit is supposed to be aired on the show in mid-December, and it’s kind of funny listening to them talk about already performing at SoFi stadium.

You watch them practice the skit multiple times before they film it. As they film it, you get bored and decide to move closer to the sidewalk, watching as people move up to the fenced off sidewalk areas and begin to pile into the crosswalks in preparation for the boys’ performance.

It was amazing to you how word of mouth was; there were already what seemed like hundreds of people waiting. You even noticed a couple of cars parked a couple blocks down, waiting with their phones up, so they could move into the lane before the stop lights came up.

You watched James’ employee’s scramble over with all of the props, and the big trampoline practically calls your name. You see pancake and butter costumes which cause loud laughter to leave your lips. Even Seungho laughs a little at the food costumes that go with the “Butter” theme.

“James has a lot of funny ideas.” Namjoon appears behind you, a big smile on his lips as he too spots the butter costume.

Looking over at Seungho, who is holding onto the small handle of your backpack (you told him he could because you didn’t realize you kept walking off and making him freak out in worry, wondering where you went), Namjoon only raises his eyebrow at the bodyguard before pointing at you in question. When he receives a nod from Seungho, your soulmate can’t help but grin at you, dimples proudly showing his adoration for you.

“Yeah, he does! I wonder if he would let me jump on the trampoline after the skit is done. It looks fun.” You respond back, your eyes never leaving the big jumping contraption.

All too soon the shoot is back on, the boys moving into place as the cameras turn back on. You were standing a little bit behind the sidewalk with some of the crew and Sejin, Seungho still holding onto the handle of your backpack. You notice some phones pointed your way, even some people shouting your name or asking you questions you couldn’t quite make out.

“Am I allowed to answer their questions? Or say hi?” You turn your head a little to ask Seungho, knowing he is in charge of your security.

“I would not advise is Ms. Y/n.” His tone is apologetic, but you understand. You almost kind of assumed he would be against it. It didn’t really bother you. You were just curious.

You turned your head back to the boys, who were now rushing into the crosswalk and performing Butter. You saw the pancake bouncing on the trampoline, with the other costumes on either side. It was the first crosswalk concert you were watching and it was amazing what they are able to do in such a short amount of time.

What you loved though, was the people who were just ‘unfortunate’ enough to be stuck at the crosswalk. You noticed a couple of men who looked absolutely confused by the show. One even asked the girls in the car next to him what was going on.

Once the stoplight turned off, everyone rushed around trying to move so the cars could proceed forward through the light. You didn’t know anything past the first part of the skit and was delighted to see Jimin climb onto James’ back and be carted off the crosswalk. Well, more like Jimin was dragged onto James’ back. You were aware of the “Papa Mochi and Baby Mochi” relationship the two had, even if you did prefer Jimmy Fallon’s bond with them.

The boys move quickly to do a costume change, rushing back inside and into their second outfit. While they do that, James comes over to you and Seungho, who pulls you back into him a little.

“How are you enjoying this so far? This is your first time like, watching them do a skit, isn’t it?” He asks, pure curiosity in his eyes.

James was really nice to you when you were introduced when you arrived on set. He immediately made you feel comfortable and even congratulated you on finding the boys. He was actually kind of quiet in person which was nice.

“I think its really funny! I like the trampoline bit a lot. I do find it funny how many people just have no clue this happens and gets stuck at the light.” You tell him, holding your hand over your eyes to block out the sun. You didn’t have any sunglasses and added that to your mental list of things to buy when you got a chance.

“Oh, be right back!” James runs off really quick and to a table of things needed for the crew before coming back, something blue and black in his hands.

“Here you go! We have so many of these.” James hands you a pair of “The Late Late Show” endorsed sunglasses.

“Ooo thank you!” You bounce on the balls of your feet as you put them on your head. They worked really well and seemed to not just be a cheap pair either. They didn’t squish your head and blocked a lot of sunlight so you didn’t have to squint to watch the show anymore.

When the boys were done changing they didn’t have time for another break, moving right back into the skit performing Permission to Dance. This time there were summer backdrops and cactus props.

“You know, Miss Y/n, this would be a good time to start taking pictures and things for the soulmate account that Sejin and Bang PD approved.” Seungho whispered in your ear.

Your eyes widened as you remembered about the accounts you were going to make. Taking your phone out, you move a little more to the side so you could see the boys up close when they come back from the crosswalk. As they came back from the crosswalk, they noticed you holding your phone up and posed or smiled for you. Taehyung even coming up and blowing a kiss at you.

The boys changed once again to perform Dynamite on the crosswalk. They wore different colored suits and looked amazing as they practically glowed in the sunlight. During Dynamite you even noticed Liam McEwan in one of the cars, dancing through the sunroof. You got a little excited and tried to move off the sidewalk to say hi when Seungho tugged you back.

You had almost forgotten where you were. You managed a little “sorry” as your embarrassment grew, feeling the damned blush growing on your face.

“It’s okay Ms. I just don’t want you walking into the street.” Was his only reply.

Once the boys were done with Dynamite, they moved onto do a little more skits and their short interviews before we were given the okay to go home. The entire thing had taken a couple of hours and left you wanting to put on your headphones.

When you arrived back to the hotel room after the interview was filmed in the studio, which took several more hours, pizza had already been set on the small table in the living room with a couple liter bottles of soda and some cups by one of the boys’ staff members. You were grateful as you were hungry, and so without much question, you dropped your backpack on the floor by the wall and moved to grab a plate.

“Okay, so Sejin just informed me that our interviews tomorrow and Thursday have been canceled. There were some questions that both parties refused to take out so Sejin went ahead and canceled them. So, we now have two more free days before rehearsals Friday and the concerts this weekend.” Namjoon spoke as he scrolled on his phone, probably looking through the messages Sejin sent him.

You moved to grab him a plate with a couple slices of pizza, seeing he was the only one not eating.

“Here you go, Joonie.” Namjoon looks up from his phone to see you sitting in front of him, holding a plate out for him. He smiled before kissing your forehead.

“Thank you, baby.”

“So does this mean we can go out tomorrow?” Hobi asks Namjoon, who nods his head.

“Just talk to security.” Hobi nods his head at the suggestion, already thinking about which clothing stores he was going to go to. His parents and sister would be landing on Thursday and had wanted to take you out Friday while the boys rehearsed. He had security already prepared as well as a couple of reservations set up.

You were quick to realize that each of the boys wanted to do different things for their new free days. You had your own things you wanted to do. You wanted to do some exploring and finish your list of things you had planned from when you first got to LA. You also needed to get some more personal items like shampoo and lotion.

You turn around to Namjoon, resting one of your arms on his knee. “Hey Joonie?” You look up at him.

“Hm?” He hummed as he chewed a bite of pizza.

“Am I allowed to go out tomorrow too? I need to get a couple of things and I wanted to do some exploring?” You also wanted to get Taehyung a birthday gift, seeing as his birthday was at the end of the following week. You didn’t know if you would have any free time then.

“Of course, baby. Just message Seungho and let him know what time you wanted to leave. Did you want one of us to go with you?” You were happy he asked if you wanted one of them to go instead of assuming. While you loved the boys and were happy to be their soulmate, you were still introverted and needed time away to recharge. Plus, you didn’t want them to have to change their plans around to go with you. That wasn’t fair to them.

“No, it’s okay. I can go with Seungho. I like him. You guys can go do what you have planned.” You respond back with a slight shrug as you return to your pizza slices.

“Alright. Just keep in touch with the group chat, okay? Let us know if anything happens or if you need us.” You nod your head in reassurance, letting Namjoon know you heard him.

“I will.”

Once pizza was done you all just relaxed for a little while. You were lounging on the couch between Yoongi and Taehyung. Yoongi was napping and you were leaning on his shoulder as you looked through your camera roll.

You had forgotten until Seungho mentioned it that you were supposed to make a social media account, Sejin suggested Instagram, where you posted behind the scenes stuff for the boys. Well, Yoongi explained that it would be more like your own official Instagram account that would be public, while your own would remain private and just for friends and family.

You had a lot of photos already of you and the boys and then the boys separately. You particularly liked the funny pictures and videos you took of them, like Jimin doing a funny dance to Boy With Luv or Taehyung and Jin playing with the snapchat filters on your phone and recording themselves singing to Dynamite (they used the iconic puppy ear filter which made you have literal heart eyes for them).

“Hey Tae?” You turned to your soulmate who was scrolling through twitter.

“Yeah, love?”

“Do I need to talk to Sejin before I create that Instagram account? You know the official one where I would post “official behind the scenes” images and videos?” You asked him, moving and leaning your head on his shoulder instead.

“You mean your own official Instagram account? I don’t think so but it would be good to let him know. I can message him right now.” You watch him move from twitter and over to his messages.

“He says to just let him know your information like password and username. He also recommends making the username something to do with your name, so it’s easy to find and locate.” You nod your head as you move over to the Instagram app.

“Wait!” Taehyung exclaims as he takes your phone from you, moving to hold his phone in his other hand. He sends you something before moving back to instagram. He does a couple of things before giving you your phone back.

“Now you have a cute profile pic.” You look and see a really pretty candid you didn’t know he took. It was from the day you had gone shopping, you were looking up at Jin and smiling. But from the angle you could see your eyes looked closed and your smile was wide. You looked beautiful.

“Thank you, Tae.” You kiss his cheek in thanks before moving to the username section. You tap on your phone as you try to think of a good username. You didn’t want to include anything about the boys or being their soulmate in your username, feeling that it would take away from the page being yours.

You ended up just choosing a shortened version of your name, one of the nicknames the boys had begun to call you by. A grunt from Tae has you knowing you made a good pick. You think a little before adding the little number seven to the end of your username causing a little chuckle to leave Taehyung’s lips.

“Now for the bio.” You say aloud. You didn’t want anything to personal and decided to take a little inspiration from the boys’ own bios. You added your name, your age, and added a cute song lyric from one of your favorite songs. If this was going to be your official account, you wanted it to be your own account and not like a robot controlled it.

You made sure Taehyung sends Sejin the information he needed and received his approval, even sending him a screenshot of the ‘add account’ page. Once that was done you hit the ‘create account’ button, officially making your own official account. 

Sejin confirmed that he would make sure that you get the blue check mark for your account so that people knew it was really you and not someone else. He said they already had people trying to pretend to be you all across social media and wanted to be safe.

Unfortunately, you had no clue what to post first. You didn’t know what would be a good post, seeing as anything you posted would be scrutinized by people everywhere. 

Seeing your struggle, Taehyung grabbed your phone again and scrolled through your pictures before picking one of the eight of you. It was from lunch the other day. It was a selfie that you made Jin take of all of you, scrunched together and leaning in to the middle of the table to be seen. You all wore large smiles or were laughing as the picture went off.

It was one of your favorite pictures.

“This is a good one, baby.” He handed your phone back with a small smile and watched as you quickly typed in the caption that came to mind.

“happiest when im with you<3”

Very quickly, with the exception of Yoongi who was still sleeping, all of the boys and the official BTS account followed you. Once this happened, your phone was quick to begin to slow down due to the intense number of notifications you were receiving. Taehyung helped you turn off the notifications before putting your phone on the small side table next to him.

“Well, that was nerve wracking.”

Next Chapter 

#bts #bts au #bts soulmate #bts soulmate au #bts idol au #bts polyamory #bts poly #bts poly!au #bts poly au #bts poly! #bts x reader #poly!bts x reader #bts x autistic!mc #bts x autistic!reader #autistic!mc #autistic reader #the line between love and war #purpleyoonn

[s4turnzbarzzz]

billy lenz (black christmas 1974) nsfw alphabet

requested: no

tw: smut

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he tries to clean you both off but he doesnt do much other than grab a rag and wipe off any cum

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

he likes his hands since he knows how useful they are

he likes your ass since it jiggles when you guys fuck

C= Cum (anything that has to do with cum basically)

hes gross and perverted, cums anywhere on you and cums alot, if you edge him long enough it will get in your hair from how hard he cums

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

likes to watch you fuck yourself, just know youll get endless phone calls of him teasing you and being a bitch until the next time you fuck

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

he knows what to do, he just isnt sure how to do it

F= Favorite position

reverse cowgirl if youre on top

doggystyle if hes on top

(he likes to look at your ass alot)

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

hes kinda goofy when you have sex, he uses alot of pet names too

H= Hair (grooming habits)

he doesnt shave because 'its annoying to keep up with' (he knicked his balls once when he tried to shave and will never do it again)

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

hes rough and dirty when you fuck, he'll spit on you as well as choke and degrade you, hell throatfuck you and cum down your throat and on your face, he'll dig his nails into you wherever he can grab

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

he jacks off alot, yeah he has you but you cant always be at the sorority house and even if you are there, he likes to call you and tease you

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

choking, degrading, s&m, pet names, biting, spitting, dacryphyllia, praise, impact play, teasing, phone sex

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

anywhere as long as youre home alone

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick)

he loves to watch you go about your day, waiting for the perfect time to call you and get you hot and bothered, especially if its inconvienient for you

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

he'll try anything

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

he likes recieving but he loves giving, he loves the way you taste and the way you squirm when you get close

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

hes fast and rough but he only lasts 2-3 rounds

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

he loves quickies so much, he'll fuck you so many times throughout the day

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

he loves the risk of getting caught, especially if you're loud, he'll fuck you in your room and in the attic and on your desk

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

he can go for 2-3 rounds back to back and they last about 20 minutes each

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

he loves toys, he'll use them on you and he lets you use them on him

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

he doesnt like getting teased but he loves teasing you (hes a brat and secretly likes being teased but only a little bit)

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

hes loud, he makes noises and uses pet names for you (he still talks in third person though)

W= Wild card (nsfw headcanon of any sort)

he'll let you peg him but you have to convince him to let you do that

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

6.5 inches fully hard and kinda skinny but really veiny

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

his sex drive is through the roof omg

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

he'll half ass aftercare and then fall asleep right after

#slasher fandom #billy lenz #billy lenz smut #billy lenz x reader #billy lenz x reader smut #black christmas 1974 #black christmas #smut

[certifiedmattl0ver]

NSFW ALPHABET (matt)

lmk if u want me to do one for Chris

A-Aftercare

I feel like Matt would absolutely rail the life out of y/n and then give the sweetest aftercare as if he didn't just rearrange her organs. He would prepare a hot shower, get you water/food, and cover you with kisses.

B-Brat

If you've been a brat all day and he gets fed up with your bullshit he'll either ignore you for the entirety of the next day or treat you like a fucktoy and not give you the deserved aftercare he normally does.

C-Camera

Matt would totally be down to record the sessions you have with each other and save them for later iykwim

D-Deepthroat

I lowkey think that Matt would deepthroat the fuck outta you if he loses control and has a throbbing boner. Or if you've been annoying all day, and he needs to shut you up.

E-Expression

whenever matt is poundin yo shit in missionary, he loves to see the expressions on your face. your eyes rolled back, your mouth hanging wide open, tears rolling down your face, and just looking totally fucked out. of course, you love to see his face too. when he has his eyes closed cuz of the heavenly feeling when he's inside you, or when his mouth hangs agape when he's about to finish.

F-Fingering

Fingering is something Matt does almost all the time you two have sex. It's his way of prepping you. Depending on how he's feeling of course.

G-Greedy

Whenever another guy flirts with you Matt gets pissed tf off. He grabs you, drives you home, and obviously destroys your internal organs. While he's ever so hardly thrusting into you he lets out a low "mine" when he goes in and out.

H-''Hitting''

spanking is something Matt doesn't do often. he only does it when it's most necessary. iykwim

I-Intimate

Whenever Matt isn't pumping a child inside you at full speed, he can be pretty slow and sweet. like in the mornings when he doesn't want to hurt you too much or when he comes home and is tired but still needs you.

J-Jerk off

Whenever Matt's on tour, or just away from you in any way, he jerks off. he jerks it to the spicy pics you send him and the videos he took from times you guys were together.

K-Kink

Kinks Matt would have would definitely be like praise mixed with degradation, light choking, spanking, and whatnot.

L-Love

Matt doesn't just fuck you because of pleasure, but because he genuinely loves you and wants the both of you to feel good.

M-Moans

Matt absolutely LOVES to hear your moans. he could listen to them on repeat. You of course love to hear Matt moan too. matt does try not to be too loud so he can hear you properly. whenever you try to muffle your moans he says ''let me hear those pretty noises of yours baby.''

N-Noise

Noise is 100% you and Matt have to watch out for. matt not wanting his brothers to hear and make fun of him for the rest of his life whenever you two do it at his house, and you do not want any noise complaints from neighbors in your apartment when you guys do it at yours.

O-Oral

the head matt gives you a euphoric experience. his tongue does things to you and you could cum in less than a minute from the way he works it.

P-Pussy Power

Matt loves your pussy. he loves the taste and the smell, and he loves the sounds you make when he gives attention to it. anytime he's inside you it sends him to cloud 9. The way you squeeze around him is just absolutely perfect.

Q-Questions

Matt usually asks you if you're okay with him doing something. he always asks for your consent before he does anything to you.

R-Restraints

bondage isn't really Matt's thing (more Chris's). He'll hold you down with just his hands if you're squirming too much or pin your hands above your head if need be.

S-Sub

matt doesn't sub often but when he does he's all over you. he'll beg, call you mommy, and moan out like a bitch. ''please let me cum mommy please please...''

T-Tits

in my eyes matt's more of a tits guy. he'll mostly have you in missionary so he can look at them bounce while he fucks into you. sometimes he'll give them a little squeeze from time to time.

U-Underwear

When Matt undresses you the one thing you can never seem to find when you two finish is your underwear. If he's REALLY in need of your body he'll rip them off. you've definitely bought over 30 pairs of underwear because they keep disappearing. *RIP* ''matt! I just bought those!'' ''i'll buy you new ones baby I just need you right now''

V-Vibrator

matt isn't very fond of using toys, he'd rather pleasure you by himself. he does use your vibrator from time to time to push you a little further and to see you squirm and beg for him to turn it off when you've had too much.

W-Wet

matt can get you wet with ease. using his words, kissing your neck, etc. he doesn't even have to try. he can make eye contact with you and that would make you wet.

X-Xylophone

a xylophone is known for its colors. red, yellow, and green. you and Matt use the light system instead of safewords. green is go, red is stop, and yellow is slow down.

Z-Zzzzz

After brutally ramming you the two of you would normally fall asleep after aftercare.

AGAGHAHAAH AH

this took so long to make. ERM. ik I didn't use the same alphabet as other writers did but wtv I'm just original what can I say.

I've got finals coming up soon and I CAN NOT fail my second year in university so I may not write for a while

love you lots!!

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #alphabet

[tenebrius-excellium]

[Incoherent screaming about Avatar 2 in no particular order]

W I T H  S P O I L E R S ;  O B V I O U S L Y

Neytiri’s song!!!! I connected with her so much in that moment!! What a perfect way to recapture the first movie’s events!! Also her sentiment... her love for her people... her grief. She suffers so much.

That moment where Lo’ak swims into Payakan’s gaping mouth. Whoa.

The use of the color yellow in connection with Kiri. She’s like a warm hug. I love that so much about her and about that artistic choice

Tsireya be like Metkayina’s next top model

too. repetitive! they literally used shots from the first movie...!!!

the Ikran riding was nothing short of SPECTACULAR. I could have watched that endlessly.

I don’t like the boys being “military sons” because I can’t connect with that. To me, Jake was being way too hard on them. He was mad at them the entire time, yet didn’t look out for them at all. I mean, what was HE doing during all the time the kids spent training to be underwater?? He wasn’t devising any defense tactics, he was just like absent from the plot??? He didn’t even really try to fight back too?

visuals were STUNNING, music was underperforming. It’s like they didn’t even bother to write a new score. that was disappointing...

people randomly being absent from plot describes a couple things really well

SPIDER IS EVERYTHING. I know it looks like he’s not doing anything most of the time but that’s exactly the point! He’s a stray. He serves no purpose, no one wants him, yet he exists. He spends his time watching and observing how the circumstances he grew up in came to be. It happened before his time, so he’s trying to make sense of everyone’s point of view. And then he ACTS and it becomes clear that he was never going to betray the Sullys and I’m like aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

The underwater breathing butterflies... I WANT ONE.

Poor Kiri suffers much too... I wish she got some explanations.

Neteyam’s burial... I cried. I hate that Jake was waking up to his other kids’ existence only when they lost the eldest son. I’ll say it again, Jake was being way too hard on his boys and weirdly soft with the girls. Bleh. But that “I see you” he spoke to Lo’ak...that was the beginning of something awesome. One of the few emotionally powerful moments of the film.

I love that the battle against Quaritch’s clone happened rather spontaneously like “ok then let’s get this over with” lol. Also with knives only. So intimate. The one-on-one wrestling was so much more personal than a machine gun standoff could have been!!

The Sully kids saved both their parents’ sanity and Idk what to think about that. Yes they have been through a lot. No it should be the other way round - the parents taking care of and comforting the kids that were ripped from their home.

NEYTIRI’S WRATH IS A WHOLE AESTHETIC IN ITSELF TO ME. It was unexpected but so rewarding. It makes sense to me why she would choose this and it’s epic to watch. That moment where Spider hides from her - ,,, AUUUGHHHHH

Also the moment Spider fights back with a fire extinguisher lol. I love how he has both human and Na’vi characteristics. He’s a kid of both worlds and will use the environment around him accordingly.

The moment Lo’ak woke up on Payakan’s back. Also the moment where the tulkun shoots the water fountain and Lo’ak goes like “that’s disgusting” XD

The Metkayina were suuuuuuuuper pretty!!!!!!!! Also tattooed tulkuns WOOWWW!!!!!!

I LOVED the open dislike between Neytiri and Ronal!!! RARELY do you see two women hiss at each other DUUUDE

I’m gonna be really, really honest about something and I hope I won’t track hate for it... look, the use of sign language underwater was obviously really smart. However. I would have much preferred more Na’vi being spoken instead. I felt the use of sign language was introduced too early and too prominently. Like, this could have been cool in the third movie. But I basically hoped for the entire movie to be spoken in Na’vi. I came for the Na’vi, not for sign language. Sure, it could be interpreted as naturally overwhelming to the viewer as it must have been overwhelming to the Sullys... but it should have been addressed as overwhelming then. They adapted more or less seamlessly, the audience didn’t. ...yeah.

It was so good seeing Grace again. Sosososososososo good. 

So many plot holes in the overall movie lol

I missed Norm. And Trudy. I’m really mad that Trudy died.

Having a female officer/General whatever lead the RDA’s evil campaign this time was refreshing though.

The callback to Neytiri’s arrows and that fateful day where she shot Quaritch was really great. I love how he hunted HER, too. 

Leaving all the scrap metal and the corpses from the first battle to rot in the forest felt really insulting to the planet of Pandora and to the Na’vi lifestyle though. Like... would you really want your kids to randomly stumble upon skeletons??? Sure they possibly couldn’t find every dead body to bury, and their priority must have been the Omaticaya casualties, but it seems really disrespectful to the humans AND to the forest to just... leave everything an open battlefield. I’m sure the military base could have recycled the scrap metal, using it for repairs on their technology. Since they were kinda cut off from terran supply ships now, they must have kept their breathing, living and research equipment up to date somehow. And the forest deserved to be natural/untouched again. It shouldn’t have become a constant reminder of what went down. Anyway...

At first, I was a little bit confused by the long aesthetic, atmospheric sequences of the movie. Like, where’d all the action go? But somehow, it was relieving to not have constant battle disturb the visual feast and the relational developments. The Sullys got a little time to regroup. To breathe. Which is a main theme in this movie. I’m glad the action came just in time and didn’t disappoint. The director chose a different narrative structure this time and it confused the heck out of the audience. But the more I let it sink in, it was the perfect choice!!! It’s what we wanted and needed!!!

I’m sure there’s more to say but it will come to me in time. This post is long enough as it is. If you made it all the way down here, THANKS for reading!!!

#avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar 2 spoilers #avatar the way of water spoilers #wherethekiteflies #analysis #avatar 2 analysis #avatar the way of water analysis

[issie-https]

A-Z Headcanons

Izzy Stradlin X Reader Headcanons

A/n: Izzy is my babygirl(he’s like 3 times my age). Anyways, last headcanon for the week(probably).

Word count: 1001

Warnings: Smut!!!

Masterlist

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A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

He doesn't hate it but he prefers to cuddle and watch tv or have a smoke together.

B - Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's)

He loves his nose. He loves having you sit on his face because he can just devour you from there and oh lord, is it good.

His favourite part of you is your mouth. Same as Slash, he loves to fuck your mouth until you're tapping on his thigh for air.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

Cannot decide on whether he loves to cum everywhere or whether he'd rather cum inside you. Probably a bit of both, depends on if he's feeling possessive or not.

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Around the other guys or in public, Izzy is quiet and yk, seems like he doesn't like much. But in the bedroom(or wherever you decide to fuck), he's loud, loving and everything else in between.

E - Experience (how experienced are they)

Very experienced. All I'm gonna say.

F - Favorite Position (self explanatory)

From behind. Whether it be doggy, you bent over something, etc. . Cannot convince me otherwise.

G - Goofy (are they more silly or serious in the moment)

Serious. Like, he takes sex seriously. Not like a task or anything like that but he definitely prefers it to be serious but if you're both drunk or high(or both), a few giggles will be let out.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

He's fairly trimmed because I don't feel like he wants a bush but also doesn't want to be fully shaven.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

It's rough most of the time but every so often(or if you specifically ask), he can be so fucking romantic.

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

Hear me out...

He comes home from the studio and hears your moans from the bedroom so he walks in and sees you fingering yourself and boy, are you IN for it.

(Yes, reverse version of Duffs. Shut up.)

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Spanking, bondage, dacryphilia, temperature play(ice cubes) and some other stuff. This man is down for anything. I think he’d be into cnc but it’s not his number one kink.

L - Location (favorite place to do the do)

Kitchen(bending you over the counter), Living room(bending you over the sofa). Basically anywhere he can bend you over something.

M - Motivation (what gets them going)

Anything. This man is quiet in the streets, and a freak in she sheets.

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

Not much but he isn’t into knife play. He doesn’t like the idea of possibly causing permanent damage to you.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skills)

Edges you with his tongue until you’re a whimpering mess under him.

If you’re the one giving head, he’s holding your head down so he’s hitting the back of your throat and your tears are running down your cheeks.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual)

Fast and rough king. He loves pounding into you because of how loud you get for him. If you want a soft night, he’d be okay with it but the next night you fuck, he’s going twice as hard.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)

Prefers long fuck sessions but won’t turn down a quickie because the less time you have, the quicker he goes and as mentioned above, fast and rough king.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment)

Yes but prefers to stick to what youse usually do. But yeah, if you wanna try something new, he’s down asf.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)

3-4 rounds for about 30-45 minutes each round(wow that was randomly specific Jesus). But despite that, he could go all night gladly.

T - Toy (do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Y.E.S. Butt plugs, vibrators, ropes, cuffs, gags, blindfolds, etc. . I don’t think he’d use them on himself, like at all. But he uses them on you often. He also probably has some vibrating panties that he makes you wear in public because he loves teasing you.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

As said like 8 words ago, he LOVES to tease you. He’s a little fucker for teasing you. Wherever, whenever(we’re meant to be together(shakira)), he can tease you, he’s going to tease you and so much until you’re literally crying and begging for him to fuck you.

V - Volume (how loud are they)

Not too loud himself but loves when you get vocal. Loves to hear you beg for him in anyway. He also likes when you’re at that point of just babbling because you’re so fucked out to form actual words or sentences.

W - Wild Card (get a random headcanon)

You and him have a sex tape(not a Pam & Tommy situation. Just saying). It started off as a joke between you both but at some point, you talked it over and decided to actually do it so you(and by you, I mean him) can watch it when he’s on tour.

X - X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants)

Not giant but not tiny. I’m saying 5-7 inches because we all know that it’s not the size that counts but how well they use it(at least for me that is).

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Horny/dtf 24/7. He won’t always fuck you but you know he’s always horny.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

Literally never sleeps. Jk but you will have a full nap/sleep and he’s still awake(and smoking a cig because it’s Izzy Stradlin we’re talking about). I feel like he loves to watch you sleep but not in a sexual way(sometimes, yk, cnc).

#guns n roses #gnr #izzy gnr #izzy stradlin imagine #slash gnr #axl gnr #duff gnr #steven gnr #axl rose imagine #duff mckagan imagine

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Murphy's 500 Followers Celebration!!

masterlist.

in honour of this very exciting milestone, I thought I'd have a little celebration. i'm going to be writing short drabbles of your choosing!! i've created a prompt list, but I am absolutely encouraging your own ideas x

how to request -

pick a category - fluff, angst or smut

pick a character - there is a list below, but I am open to more suggestions!!

pick a dialogue prompt and/or a scenario prompt - there is a list below - feel free to choose multiple!!

then, send it in to me!! use the button at the top of my page, or request here !!

I'm gonna start writing next week, on 22/04. maybe earlier if I have the time. feel free to request multiple drabbles- the more I get sent, the more fun we'll have!!

Categories -

☀️ Fluff

🌧️ Angst

🔥 Smut

Characters -

Top Gun Maverick

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Robert "Bob" Floyd

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The Last of Us

Joel Miller

Tommy Miller

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Marvel

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Stucky

Sam Wilson

Matt Murdock

Frank Castle

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Succession

Stewy Hosseini

Kendall Roy

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Triple Frontier

Will Miller

Frankie Morales

Benny Miller

Santiago Garcia

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Narcos

Javier Peña

Steve Murphy

Colonel Carrillo

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The Bear

Carmen Berzatto

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Sons of Anarchy

Jax Teller

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9-1-1

Eddie Diaz

Evan Buckley

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Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Luke Alvez

Derek Morgan

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Dialogue Prompts -

1. "You love me?"

2. "Don't go on that date."

3. "Will you let me cut your hair?"

4. "Marry me."

5. "It's always been you."

6. "You're my best friend."

7. "You were my first love."

8. "I had a dream about you."

9. "I saw this and it reminded me of you."

10. "I have something to tell you."

11. "I thought you hated me."

12. "Is that all you got?"

13. "In your dreams."

14. "I don't deserve you."

15. "Talk to me."

16. "Is that my shirt?"

17. "I would choose you over anyone."

18. "You look so pretty like this."

19. "Most beautiful sound I've ever heard."

20. "You're killing me." / "You're gonna be the death of me."

21. "Just like that."

22. "Use your words."

23. "Good girl." / "Perfect girl."

24. "You like it when I'm mean to you?"

25. "Let's get out of here."

26. "You don't want them to hear, do you?"

27. "I need you."

28. "Let me see those eyes." / "Keep your eyes on me."

29. "Tell me what you want."

30. "I can't get enough of you."

31. "Wanted this for so long."

32. "Can I touch you?"

33. "Been thinking about you all day."

34. "You look so pretty on your knees."

35. "Better than I ever imagined."

36. "Let him watch."

37. "Let me hear you."

38. "Tell me you're mine."

39. "I'm yours."

40. "I love you."

41. "Don't you dare walk away from me."

42. "I can't do this anymore."

43. "You don't deserve me." / "I deserve better."

44. "Was any of this even real?"

45. "How stupid do you think I am?"

46. "Please don't leave me."

47. "I wish you were here."

48. "Do not raise your voice at me."

49. "Stay. Please."

50. "Don't tell me to calm down."

Scenario Prompts -

a. Kissing in the rain

b. First kiss

c. Electricity blackout

d. Camping

e. Heatwave

f. Childhood best friends

g. Grumpy / sunshine

h. Fake dating

i. Only one bed

j. Moving in together

k. Finding out you're pregnant

l. Catching eyes in a crowded room

m. Keeping the relationship a secret

n. Blind date

o. Reunion

p. Meet cute

q. Cheesy pick up lines

r. Exes

s. College friends / lovers

t. Roommates

u. Coming home drunk

v. Singing together / dancing together

w. An accidental kiss

x. A bet

y. Brothers best friend / best friends brother

z. Reading to each other

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these are just suggestions / jumping off points!! if you have an idea you'd like me to write a drabble for, just send it over. can't wait to see what you lovely people come up with. excited!! as always, so much love x

#prompt list #follower celebration #bucky barnes x reader #drabbles #joel miller x reader smut #joel miller x reader #bucky barnes fluff #triple frontier x reader #succession x reader #stewy hosseini x reader #kendall roy x reader #jax teller x reader #steve rogers x reader #frank castle x reader #matt murdock x reader #eddie diaz x reader #evan buckley x reader #javier peña x reader #steve murphy x reader #carmen berzatto x reader #tommy miller x reader #jake seresin x reader #bob floyd x reader #mickey garcia x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #top gun maverick smut #marvel smut #succession smut #reader insert #sam wilson x reader

[kazuyummy]

🎡 DAIYA NO ACE & READER:  AMUSEMENT PARK EDITION !

you're going to your local carnival together - so what sort of activities will your date be filled with?

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R O L L E R C O A S T E R S

these adventurous boys are all about thrill and excitement (even if it may not show outwardly for some of them at first!), and you can't help but get caught up in it. whether you're screaming your lungs out or perfectly calm on a roller coaster, he'll be holding your hand the entire time. when they show your pictures at the end, he'll get a copy and keep it as his wallpaper before he finds another fun ride for you to take on together.

➤ umemiya seiichi, kuramochi yoichi, isashiki jun, shirasu kenjiro

C A R N I V A L G A M E S

guess who'll be that one person carrying around a pile of giant stuffed animals all over the park? that's right - you (of course, he'll offer to carry them all once he's done winning all the games). he's determined to show off in front of you despite the fact that the games are rigged, and whether or not he's a pitcher, you bet he'll want to try knocking down those milk bottles. he'll spoil you with all the cotton candy and treats you want as you take in the bright lights and excitement of the crowd with him by your side.

➤ narumiya mei, furuya satoru, yuki tetsuya, maki yosuke

F E R R I S W H E E L

what's better than a scenic view with your date? a view high up in the air, of course - this classic romantic ride won't get your heart racing from adrenaline, but from the intimacy of being so close with your carnival date. he'll hold your hand and point things out with the other - the setting sun and stars twinkling into view; the neon lights of the stalls below; the way the fireflies flicker in the shadows of trees. he watches you as you stare in awe at the sights, leaning forward slightly and mouth agape. and cliché as it is, he can't see anything out there more beautiful than you.

➤ shirakawa katsuyuki, kominato haruichi, kawakami norifumi, takigawa chris yu, matsubara nao

B O U N C Y C A S T L E

your date knows how to have fun and live life to the fullest. a bouncy castle is the perfect excuse to tease you - when you fall, he'll keep jumping higher as your lungs fill with laughter and he eventually helps you up, promising to hold you and not let you fall again. any inflatable ride? you're on that - zipping down the giant slide holding hands, racing each other on the obstacle course - touchy as a pair of young lovers who can't keep their hands off each other. you'll cool off with some colourful slushies or soda floats, and he'll get you the cutest little balloon animal to top off such a perfect day.

➤ todoroki raichi, hideaki tojo, nagao akira, sawamura eijun, kanemaru shinji

W A T E R R I D E S

your date is a bit more unpredictable - what's next? the splashing log ride? the tunnel of love? a paddleboat or lazy river? there's something about being by the water with you that he can't resist. first, something cooperative - you'll be paddling together, maybe some friendly bickering depending on the guy, but you're sure to have a lot of laughs along the way. next, something to get your adrenaline up - the log flume where you both get soaked and sit a bit in the sun to dry off. and last, an easygoing boat ride, where he looks deeply into your eyes and tells you what an amazing time he's had with you.

➤ kamiya carlos toshiki, amahisa kosei, miyuki kazuya, okumura koshu, masamune hongo

B U M P E R C A R S

get ready for a bit of friendly competition with this one - he'll be the one that rams into you every chance he gets, but absolutely terrorize anyone else who thinks they can bump into you. you'll have fun spinning around and trying to catch him by surprise, but he's always looking for you among the loud screams and chaotic cars. when the ride powers down, he's there right away, helping you out and catching you when you trip and lean a little too far into his chest. while waiting in line, he'll make playful bets like who most people are gonna target that round, and he might even sneak in a quick kiss on your cheek before you get in the car...

➤ sanada shunpei, watanabe hisashi, kominato ryosuke, yuki masashi, harada masatoshi

hi friends, hope you enjoyed this one! let me know what you'd be doing and with which character! once again, let me know if i missed anyone that you wanna see... though i added a few more. this is a bit of a short one, but just tryna warm up my writing again!

all images from unsplash, dividers from saradika

#💭-ani-mini #⚾️-dna #diamond no ace #amusement park #daiya x reader #daiya imagines #yes i hc that shirasu loves roller coasters. idk why

[yagurlhere]

Okay, I had this weird dream, but it was also really interesting. There were some other parts I vaguely remember that also interested me, but the one I mainly remember was this artist and their TADC fan-comics. They were silly and cute, and sort of continued off each other. And there was this one that was kind of a series. So, basically, Ragatha and Jax were at this anthropomorphic Cow's house, so Pomni rushed over there, and she accidentally crushed some flowers. Keep that noted. So, the Cow lady opened the door and happily let her in, but then she noticed the flowers. As Pomni walked in, she sensed something was wrong, she turned around to see the Cow lady holding what seemed to be a weapon stick-ish thing, like, a baton???? Let's call it a baton. Pomni screamed. Next comic, it cut to Jax and he was relaxing until he heard a scream. He ran down to see the Cow lady about to hit Pomni with the baton, (she might've been chased before,) so, out-of-character-ly, he quickly ran up and stood between Pomni and the Cow lady before it could hit her. And then the impending doom came upon him. And it was heavily implied that he was hit in the head with the baton. Cut to next comic (after some art posted by the creator, which made it feel even more real,) Pomni and Jax were in another room, heavily implying that they were able to escape and were hiding right now. Jax was talking to like, this leaf-bug thingy, about what was happening, and he shuddered as he remembered...t h e b a t o n. Pomni was on the floor, having a panic attack because of what was happening. And then, they heard h e r. I think Jax hid the leaf-bug thingy or told them to go find help, and he and Pomni quickly ran away. And so, the chase began. (I think.) They kept on running, trying to find hiding spots and escape routes, but Pomni kept on having panic-induced hallucinations, and it stopped her from running, so Jax had to go back and grab her, but he had a panic-induced hallucinations too, but he had to fight through it to escape. So he and Pomni kept on running, as the Cow lady pursued. Next comic, (after it also had some videos that I think were TikToks,) it cut to the Cow lady. I think she had lost Pomni and Jax in that comic. So, she was on the move, with the intention to kill, and I also recall that Pomni and Jax needed Ragatha, but it was implied that Ragatha was out of the house, doing something, running errands perhaps, and I was all like "RAGATHA GET YO BUTT OVER THERE" and anyways-I ended up going to, like, YouTube to check on something, but when I tried to go back, I couldn't find it 😨, and I kept on looking but it was still gone, and even worse is that there were other comics and the anticipation was killing me, and I wanted to find out what happened next, and then-

I WOKE UP.

I was in anguish after that.

It was weird, but I really wanted to see what happened next and finish it up, and now, I'll never know. 😭 I imagine that Ragatha would come to the house, find Pomni and Jax, they'd explain, she'd be shocked, and then furious at the Cow lady and yell at her. And then comforts a shaking Pomni and gets Jax a band-aid.

(Artist's depictions, please?)

#The Amazing Digital Circus #Dream #Weird dream I had #FunnyBunny #I guess???

[mccdreamys-writes]

smiles for miles – 4. the darkness within

you used to captivate me by your resonating light. now, i'm bound by the life you left behind. - Evanescence, My Immortal

S E P T E M B E R   1 6 T H   2 0 1 1

It had been two long days since we stumbled upon the grim discovery of the body, yet the case remained as murky as ever, shrouded in a thick fog of uncertainty. Despite our tireless efforts, the clues seemed to elude us, keeping the truth just out of reach. One thing we knew for sure: the victim wasn't Maile. The stark contrast in blood types ruled out any chance of her involvement. Still, the eerie similarity of the blood found on the body to hers left us uneasy, planting seeds of doubt in our minds.

Breaking the heavy silence, Garcia's voice cut through the tension in the room. "I found her phone number," she announced, her tone laced with hesitation. "We should call her, but..."

Before she could finish her thought, Rossi intervened, his words carrying a sense of gravity. "Blake should be the one to make the call."

Garcia nodded in agreement, her expression filled with empathy. "Yes, that's what I was thinking."

As their attention shifted to me, a sense of unease washed over me. The weight of their suggestion hung heavy on my shoulders, and the seriousness of the situation settled in with each passing second. What would I even say to her after all this time? How could I possibly bridge the chasm that had formed between us, deepened by years of silence and unspoken words?

"I'm not sure if I can do it," I confessed, feeling the weight of uncertainty press down on me like a heavy burden.

Rossi's comforting presence across the table offered a sense of reassurance. With a gentle expression, he leaned forward, his eyes filled with determination. "Blake, you're the only one who can make this call. Believe it or not, she'll be waiting for you."

His words struck a chord deep within me, stirring a mix of emotions. Despite the passage of time and the distance between us, there was still a bond that tethered us together, a connection that refused to fade.

Hotch's calm voice interjected, adding another layer of wisdom to the conversation. "You never forget your first love," he reminded me, his tone reflective. "No matter what form that love takes."

With shaky hands, I pulled my phone out of my pocket, feeling the nervousness fill the room. Gripping the device tightly, I felt a rush of jittery excitement run through me.

Beside me, a slip of paper lay, covered in a string of numbers that seemed to shimmer with importance. Each number held the promise of reconnecting with a part of my past, a chance to step back into a world I had longed to revisit.

My eyes stayed fixed on the numbers, tracing them over and over with a mix of anxiety and optimism. I'd been wanting to reach out for so long, to break the silence that had kept us apart. Now, seeing those digits in front of me, I realized this might finally be my opportunity.

Taking a deep breath, I ticked in the numbers, each press of the screen filled with both uncertainty and hope. As the call went through, my heart raced in my chest, the anticipation almost palpable in the quiet room.

For a moment, it felt like time stood still, the whole world holding its breath along with me. And then, as the ringing continued on the other end, I prepared myself for whatever might come next.

With an eager beep, the call went through, and her voice, like a gentle breeze, greeted me on the other end.

"Hey there, I'm sorry I couldn't pick up. If you leave a message, I promise to get back to you soon."

It was just a voicemail, a place where all the unsaid words and hidden stories reside. But in that fleeting moment, it felt like a lifeline, a bridge spanning the gap between us, no matter how far apart we were.

As her voice filled my ears, I closed my eyes, letting it wash over me like a warm blanket on a chilly night. It was the voice I'd been yearning to hear, a mix of hope and longing that stirred a whirlwind of emotions inside me.

In that instant, she wasn't just a distant memory; she became a real presence, filling the empty spaces in my heart with warmth and love. I could almost picture her smile, hear the joy in her words, and for a fleeting moment, it felt like time stood still, leaving behind only the fond memories of our shared past.

With a sense of resignation, I faced the unavoidable end of our brief interaction. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I bid my farewell, the words laden with the burden of unspoken apologies and letters left unsent.

"I'm sorry," I murmured softly into the empty space, hoping my plea for forgiveness would somehow find its way to her before the call ended.

Frustration boiled within me like an unstoppable wave, urging me to release it in a burst of physical energy. With a controlled yet forceful motion, I slammed my phone onto the table, the sound echoing through the room, though leaving no visible mark on the device's flawless screen.

"It's voicemail," I announced with an edge in my voice, revealing the simmering frustration that bubbled beneath the surface.

As my teammates exchanged worried glances, I pushed myself up from my seat, feeling the tension in my muscles as I struggled to contain the swirling storm of emotions raging within me.

"Blake," Hotch's voice broke the silence, his brows knitted together in worry, his eyes filled with genuine concern.

Taking in a deep breath, I struggled to gather myself, feeling the burden of unresolved emotions weighing heavily on my shoulders like a heavy cloak.

"Just give me a moment, please," I requested, trying to sound steady despite the turmoil brewing within me. "I'll be back." With a heavy heart, I assured my colleagues before turning to exit the room, the weight of my inner turmoil palpable in the air around me.

When I reentered the room, a heavy blanket of somberness enveloped us all. The worried expressions etched on each team member's face spoke volumes, reflecting the tension that hung thick in the air. Their eyes fixed on me, silently pleading for reassurance.

"I'm okay," I offered, trying to inject some confidence into my words. But the hollow sound of my voice betrayed the turmoil swirling inside me. It was evident that my attempt at comfort fell short, leaving an uneasy silence in its wake.

The weight of their unspoken concerns pressed down on me, a tangible reminder of the seriousness of our situation. With a sigh, I voiced the question that lingered in the back of my mind, even though I dreaded the answer.

"They found another one, didn't they?" I asked, already anticipating the grim confirmation that I feared. Their solemn nods served as confirmation enough.

As Garcia's fingers glided across the keyboard, the computer screen flickered on, casting a pale glow in the dimly lit room. A series of chilling images emerged, each one telling a grim tale of a life snuffed out too soon.

"The body of another thirty-year-old has been found", Garcia's voice cut through the heavy silence, carrying with it an air of exhaustion and sorrow. "Her name was Alyssa James."

As the photos of Alyssa flashed on the screen, a collective sense of dread settled over the team. The similarities to previous cases were impossible to ignore—the same gruesome method, the grotesque aftermath, and the unsettling symbolism left behind like a sinister signature.

"Same MO," Garcia continued, her voice trembling slightly as she recounted the disturbing details. "Face burned off, makeup, and that blood-drawn smiley face."

The room fell silent as Garcia's words sank in, each syllable carrying the weight of their grim reality. She took a moment, her features a canvas of mixed emotions, before continuing.

"And another poem," she said, her voice heavy with the weight of the revelation.

With a somber nod, Garcia began distributing copies of the document to each member of the team. As the papers exchanged hands, a tangible sense of solemnity settled over the room. The pages were marred by dark stains, the ominous color casting an eerie shadow over the words written upon them.

Despite the tremble in her hands, Garcia's movements were deliberate as she passed out the copies. The pages were stained with a deep crimson hue, the viscous liquid pooling and spreading across the surface in intricate patterns.

The room felt tense as we all took in the gruesome sight before us. The pages, stained with blood, seemed out of place against the otherwise sterile backdrop of our workspace. It was a stark reminder of the grim reality we faced.

"It's more than the circle from last time," Garcia whispered, her voice barely audible. Her observation sent a chill down my spine, signaling that things were getting worse.

My heart sank at her words. "Have we tested the blood?" I asked, my voice shaky with fear. I hoped against hope for a different answer, but deep down, I feared the worst.

Garcia met my gaze with a somber look, confirming my worst fears. "It's Maile's," she said softly, the weight of the revelation heavy in the air. Her words hung over us like a dark cloud, casting a shadow of sorrow over the room.

As her words sank in, a whirlwind of emotions swept through me. Disbelief, sorrow, and a deep sense of emptiness wrestled for control. I struggled to keep my emotions in check, but the weight of her revelation was like a heavy stone on my chest.

In a futile attempt to contain the flood of feelings, I squeezed my fists tightly, feeling my nails dig into my palms. But it was no use. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision and clouding my thoughts with grief.

"Where are you?," I asked the universe, the words barely audible, as if speaking them aloud made them more desperate. And as the first tear trickled down my cheek, followed by another and then another, I realized that I couldn't give them any less than that - the raw, unfiltered truth of my anguish.

With a sudden burst of energy, Reid rose from his seat and strode purposefully towards the whiteboard, his movements swift and determined. The precinct's makeshift investigation hub buzzed with anticipation as everyone turned their attention towards him, eager to glean insights into the unfolding mystery.

"Reid, what did you find?" Hotch's voice pierced through the air, echoing the urgency that gripped us all. I tore my gaze away from the chilling poem laid out before me, its words like a knot in my stomach, holding me in a grip of unease.

Finally tearing my eyes away, I looked up to find Reid diligently transcribing the poem onto the whiteboard, his hand moving with purpose as he circled select words and phrases. His actions spoke volumes, signaling the emergence of a potential breakthrough in our investigation.

"I think she's trying to tell us where she is," Reid announced, his voice brimming with both excitement and determination. The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the sound of Reid's marker scratching against the whiteboard.

"How do you figure?" Morgan's question broke through the tension, prompting Reid to explain his reasoning. With a furrowed brow, Reid pointed to the circled words, deciphering the hidden meanings within the poem.

"See here," he urged, drawing the team's focus to the annotated verses. "'That my heart in your hand was where it's meant to be,' and then 'For what we were, would never be felt again,' followed by 'As I looked up like you said, the stars had withered far instead.'"

As Reid unfolded his analysis, a spark of recognition ignited within me, illuminating the puzzle piece by piece. "You think she's in KC?" I chimed in, a mix of realization and urgency coloring my voice.

"Looks like it," Reid confirmed, meeting my gaze with shared understanding. "But then there's this part: 'So, I looked down to the ground, but nowhere you'd be ever found.' Are there places in Kansas City you'd avoid at all costs?"

His question lingered in the air, challenging my familiarity with the city I once called home. Memories of forgotten alleys and derelict buildings flooded my mind, each holding the potential to hide the truth we sought. "Yeah, there probably are," I admitted, feeling the weight of uncertainty settle like a heavy cloak upon my shoulders.

"It must be a place devoid of light, because the subsequent lines suggest..." Reid's voice trailed off, his brows furrowing in concentration as he attempted to decipher the stanzas.

JJ's intuition kicked in, seamlessly completing Reid's thought. "The light was gone, my soul had dimmed. The sun withdrawn, my eyes had brimmed," she recited, her tone tinged with solemnity.

"Exactly", Reid agreed.

Feeling the weight of responsibility, I leaned forward, eager to crack the code in front of us. "But how do we discern the exact location from these abstract verses?" I asked, my brain working overtime to come up with ideas.

Hotch's voice broke through the uncertainty, his tone firm and decisive. "We might not have all the answers right now, but we've got to move fast. Dave, JJ, and Reid, you're staying here to dig deeper. Morgan, Blake, we're headed to Kansas City to follow up on other leads."

As the urgency of our mission sank in, we got up from our seats with a sense of purpose. But just as I was about to step away, JJ wrapped her arms around me in a comforting hug, pausing my movement.

Her embrace conveyed a silent reassurance, a glimmer of hope in the midst of all the uncertainty. "We'll find her, Alex," JJ whispered, her voice filled with determination.

#alex blake #criminal minds #spencer reid #aaron hotchner #penelope garcia #jennifer jareau #david rossi #derek morgan #bau team #criminal minds fandom #bau #dr alex blake #fxf #ssa blake #ssa hotchner #ssa reid #dr reid #ssa morgan #ssa rossi #ssa jareau #original character #alex blake x female character #alex blake x original character #alex blake x original female character #alex blake x fem!character #wlw #fic #fluff #angst

[purpleyoonn]

A Bond Made of Love 14

C H A P T E R  14

“I will protect you from all around you. I will be here don’t you cry. For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm… ‘Cause you’ll be in my heart. Yes, you’ll be in my heart. From this day on now and forever more. You’ll be in my heart no matter what they say, you’ll be here in my heart always.”

-Phill Collins

Summary: Your last owner had almost beaten you to death, leaving you at the very shelter he had adopted you from. This time, two tall men walk in, immediately drawn to you as you rested in your small cage. You couldn’t help but become attached, just hoping you wouldn’t be abandoned once again by the idols you grow to love.

Genre: fluff, angst, hybrid, bts idol au, mates, bonding, comfort/hurt, poly relationship,

Pairing: poly idol!bts x hybrid!reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: feelings of abandonment, major angst, fluff, polyamory love, mentions of violence, mentions of sexual assault, discrimination, some a/b/o dynamics, smut

Chapter Warnings: smut, fingering, teasing, implied breeding kink, marking kink, praise kink, implied subspace, mc being touch-starved, Jimin loving the taste of mc’s slick, maybe future slick/cum kink?, Jimin being a little hungry and getting carried away, voyerism if you squint, Jin getting lost in the mc, Jimin being such a good baby boy, sub Jimin, dom yoongi, dom jin, sub mc, anal sex, mc needing to feel full, aftercare, jin being the sweetest, slight subspace Jimin, slight overstimulation, 

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Masterlist // Chapter 13 // Chapter 15

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Walking forward, Jin placed you gently in the middle of the bed before stepping back. By now, you could see Jimin only had his boxers on, while Yoongi was moving to lay next to you, his naked body glistening with sweat as he brought his hand down to his dick, moving his hand up and down slowly as he looked at you.

You looked down realizing you were still wearing your shirt, well Hoseok’s shirt. You brought your hands down to pull it off you, your body feeling way too hot but was stopped by Yoongi’s hand.

“No baby. Your job is to just lay here and be loved, okay?” He placed a small kiss on your lips before pulling back. He was resting on his side, hand holding his head up as he watched the other boys. Jimin having trouble removing his boxers due to the accidental orgasm he had in the living room.

“Aww did baby boy make a mess?” Jin raised an eyebrow, moving to hook his fingers into the band of Jimin’s underwear, tugging lightly on it making the younger man let out a whimper.

Your eyes were locked on them, never seeing them like this before. You had seen them kiss, or even mark each other’s neck, but never like this. It had your mouth watering and more slick dripping onto the bed, something Yoongi took notice of.

“Here, let hyung do it.” Jin bent down, kneeling in front of Jimin and helping him out of his boxers. Once you thought Jin was going to stand back up, he brought his hand to Jimin’s dick and took him in his mouth, his nose pressed to Jimin’s pelvic bone before pulling back, licking a stripe up the underside of Jimin’s dick.

A loud whimper left Jimin’s lips, his mouth formed a small ‘o’ as he tried to hold himself back, knowing he wasn’t given permission to touch. He held his hands to his side, watching as his hyung took him in his mouth.

“Jimin looks so pretty like that, doesn’t he?” Yoongi whispers in your ear, eyes on your hands that slowly move down your stomach. He grabs ahold of your wrists with his right hand, keeping them in place as you both watch Jin and Jimin.

You nod your head in response before remembering what Jin had told you.

“Yes.”

“Good girl using your words.” Yoongi praises you, watching as you clench your thighs at his words.

You turn to look at him completely, wanting to ask him to touch you only to miss the look on Jimin’s face as he cums, Jin swallowing every last drop before getting up.

“Such a good boy, remembering the rules. Why don’t you go help Yoongi as a reward, hmm?” Jin looks towards Yoongi, his tip red and glistening with precum. He hasn’t been touched yet but the sight of you and Jimin cumming has him ready to orgasm himself.

“C’mon here baby.” Yoongi says, gesturing for Jimin to move forward, causing said male to practically lunge for the man. His hands already grasping onto Yoongi’s cock.

Your eyes are glued to Jimin’s hands, almost forgetting about Jin, whose body moves to kneel in between your legs, pushing your thighs apart.

“Oh baby, you’re so wet, darling.” He brings his hand to your cunt, pulling your lower lips apart so he can see you, your hole expanding and closing as he moves, as if beckoning him to come closer.

“You look so good like this, spread open and wet, so ready for me.” Jin’s words have another gush of slick leaving your opening, and he watches as his drips onto the comforter, a moan leaving his lips at the sight.

“Do you think she is ready Yoongi?” Jin asks the other man, looking towards him and seeing him now on his back, arms behind his head as he watches Jimin bob his head on his length.

“Hmm, let me check?” Yoongi says, bringing a hand down your body, from your shoulder, hovering over your nipples before moving down your stomach to your core. Before you can do anything, his fingers have you gasping as he pushes his index and middle finger in, pushing his fingers apart to test how stretched out you were before removing them. He sticks the two in his mouth, staring in your eyes as he does so.

“Yes hyung, she is ready.”

At this point you can’t tell what your body is feeling, as if you were floating in the wind. Each second with them, seeing them like this, has your body feeling almost too hot to comprehend. You needed something, anything to quench the burning in your abdomen.

“Look at me baby.” Jin’s fingers cup your chin, turning your head to face him. The glint in his eyes had you entranced, his stare holding you to him.

“Listen baby. I need you to use your words. You need to tell me if you are uncomfortable, or if we hurt you in any way. This is all about you and how you feel. I need you to be honest with me, can you do that.”

“Yes Jinnie.”

He takes the opportunity to surge forward, his lips locking with your own. The kiss was messy and wet, everything you didn’t know you needed. As he licked inside your mouth, claiming every bit of you he could, you felt him drag his tip along your pussy, smearing your slick along his length.

Jin pulled back for a second, needing to watch you expression as he entered you, needed to engrave it onto his eyelids. He watched your mouth open as he pushed his length in, slowly and stopping every couple seconds to let you adjust to his size. He made sure to watch for any show of pain, any movement from you had him pausing.

Once he was fully in, he adjusted his weight, leaning on one of his arms and using his heels for leverage as he was almost kneeling between your legs. You couldn’t help but start moving your hips, trying to bring him even closer to you causing him to chuckle a little.

“So needy for her daddy, huh?” Jin teased, using the nickname you gave him to his advantage, watching as your eyes widen, caught off guard as he began to pull out and push back in.

You feel him pull out of you, the tip getting caught on your entrance before he pushes back in, the power behind his thrusts causing you to move forward, your legs wrapping themselves around his waist to try and anchor yourself to him. But this only made him reach deeper inside of you.

You scrambled for his neck, wrapping your arms around his back so you had something to hold onto, the sensation still new and causing you to seek comfort. Jin took the opportunity to his advantage, his lips moving like a brush as he began to paint your skin purple. He couldn’t help it, maybe going a little overboard but he didn’t have to hold back.

He didn’t have to be careful of the claim he left behind. He could mark you as his and no one would be able to tell him otherwise. He moaned at the thought, sucking harshly at the skin of your collarbone. His lips moving further down to suckle at your breasts as his hips continued to move.

Your moans sounded like heaven to Jimin, spurring him on to make Yoongi cum faster, not wanting to make him wait any longer. He needed to touch you again, needed to bring you to the height of pleasure. He wanted you to see stars as he made you climax.

A hand tugging at his hair had him pulling back in confusion. He hadn’t even noticed he made Yoongi cum already, the elder’s legs shaking in overstimulation.

“Got carried away didn’t you baby boy?” Jimin nodded in reply, the others already knowing he can get nonverbal in his headspace. They’ve all made sure that Jimin has other ways to communicate, taps on their thighs or hair tugs being some of the once used most often.

Yoongi nods, pulling the boy up his body so his dick was against Jimin’s ass. He moved his hands to hold Jimin, cupping the flesh there as he moved to finger is rim, eyes widening in surprise.

“Were you hoping someone would take you baby boy? Stretching yourself out for your hyungs?” Yoongi coos, moving to grasp onto the plug and pulling it from Jimin’s hole, causing small whimpers to leave his lips at the empty feeling.

“Don’t worry baby boy, hyung’s going to fill you right up.” Yoongi helps Jimin sit properly on his lap, before plunging into the younger’s hole, immediately moving to keep pace, knowing the way to get Jimin riled up after so many years together.

The sound of skin hitting skin was all that was heard, not even the sound of pleasure could take over the noise. Jimin was bouncing on Yoongi’s cock, trying hard to get himself off while Yoongi was moving his hand up and down Jimin’s, needing to see his skin coated in cum.

Jin and Yoongi were matching thrust for thrust now, Jin’s hips hitting yours with every thrust. You couldn’t hold back your moans even if you tried, each sound or moan of his name spurred Jin on, his hips now moving faster and harder as he brought forward your second orgasm.

“Jinnie please!” You moaned, gripping onto his shoulders as he adjusted his position, spreading your legs farther allowing him to reach even deeper inside you.

“It’s okay baby. I’ve got you.” He moaned, moving down to capture your lips again.

The knot you felt earlier was forming again in your stomach, the warmth flooding your system as you clenched around Jin’s length.

“Baby girl, if you keep doing that I’m not going to last much longer.” Jin groaned, eyes closing at the feeling. Soon enough, Jin moves his free hand to your core, rubbing at your clit to help you reach your climax. He could teel you were close, could tell you were reaching your orgasm.

“Cum for me baby girl.” His words seem to come at the right time, eyes closing as you see stars enter your vision.

You can feel Jin thrust a couple of more times before he cums, covering your walls with his seed. The feeling of being full is something you aren’t used to, but you find yourself loving it, not wanting him to pull out. You want him to stay where he is, the comfort you receive from him being so close has you purring.

Jin sees this, and moves to put his weight on you, still inside you as you adjust your legs to bring him closer. He wonders if cockwarming would be a good thing for you, seeing how relaxed and peaceful you seem right now. However, he needs to pull out and clean you up.

“No Jinnie.” You whine a little at the feeling of him pulling out, the emptiness the only thing you feel as he walks away.

“Don’t worry baby. I need to get you cleaned up before the others get home, okay? Don’t want you to be a messy baby when they bring home dinner, do we?” Jin talks as he moves into the bathroom, door open so you can see him as he gets a wet washcloth before coming back to you.

The sensation has you trying to move away, too overstimulated but he only tuts at you, moving his hands to grip at your thighs to hold you still as he cleans you up. He makes sure you are all cleaned up before moving to the dresser, pulling out a shirt of his own.

You watch him as he turns back around, looking at the scene next to you. You turn your head to see a starry-eyed Jimin and Yoongi who is massaging Jimin’s back and hips. 

“Jiminie is okay, baby. I promise. He just likes to be held for a while after sex.” Yoongi assures you, seeing the look of concern for Jimin crossing your face. You bring a hand out to push some of the hair away from Jimin’s face, his smile becoming large as you look at him.

“Jiminie okay?” You ask him, speech a little slurred as you try to piece together a sentence.

“Jiminie okay.” He responds, moving forward to place a kiss on your lips.

“Okay babies, why don’t we get you in the bath, get you all nice and clean before Namjoon and Hobi bring back dinner.” Jin stands at the edge of the bed, the hot water running in the tub with a bath bomb on the edge of the tub, ready for his babies to get in.

Without needing an answer, Jin scoops you up in his arms and brings you to the tub, gently lowering you in until you were covered by the warm water. A couple of seconds later Yoongi carries Jimin in, placing him in front of you so you were facing each other. Jimin wears the biggest smile, his eyes closed as he pulls you close, your body now in front of him as he holds your hands in his.

He holds your hands the entire time you are in the bath, helping Jin wash you and he himself ran his fingers through you hair, making sure all the shampoo and conditioner was out of it. They were so gentle with you, so sweet and caring that your eyes were becoming blurry, stray tears falling down your cheeks.

“What’s wrong baby?” Yoongi asks you, his hands cupping your cheeks as you now stood outside the tub, Jin’s hands holding a towel and patting you dry.

“Nothing. I’m just…happy.” You reply, searching for a word that could define your emotions only to come up short. You didn’t think there was even a word that could hold the meaning for everything you felt in that moment.

All three boys just smiled, Jimin even letting out a small laugh at your words, more than content with your happiness. Yoongi himself brought you in, lips on yours as he tried to express his own happiness with his actions.

Yoongi has never been very good with words, always seeming to mess up or not say something when needed. Unless it was written, he always made things worse. Miscommunication led to a lot of fights in their early days, most of the time he would be at fault, and it ate him up inside. But now, he finds it hard once again, but for a different reason this time. Yoongi finds that not even words can express his love for the seven people that inhabit his heart and soul.

Plus, he can’t seem to get enough of your touch, holding you close to him even when you were dressed in another shirt of Seokjin’s, a reluctant set of hands helping pull up a pair of panties covering your core upon your insistence.

After ushering you to the bathroom once again, Yoongi grabbed one of Seokjin’s combs and began to untangle your hair, careful of your ears as he did. This gave you an opportunity to look at yourself. You seemed to almost glow under the bathroom lights, their marks of claim covering your neck and collarbone. You could even see a couple peeking out from under your shirt on your shoulders. The blush that covered your cheeks was not as red and dark as the obvious claims Jin gave you.

“You look beautiful covered in our marks, baby.” You look to your side to see Yoongi’s eyes on you in the mirror, his fingers pushing your hair to the side as he sets his fingers on your neck, softly running his fingers over his own marks. A shaky breath leaves your lips at his touch, causing him to smirk.

“Yes, she does.” You both turn to the side to see Namjoon, his eyes set on your skin.

“I’m not surprised, with the way Jin loves to see us marked up. His possessive nature seems to take over during sex.” Namjoon smirks again, walking up to you. Yoongi steps back, a sending a quick wink your way as he moves out of the bathroom.

You turn away from the mirror, now face to face with Namjoon as he grasps onto your biceps, ribbing the skin that held some light bruises, he guessed from Jin. He held such a soft look as he held you gaze, an unknown glint in his eyes as he lets the roam over your figure.

“I hope they treated you like a queen, my love.” His whispered, his hands now cupping your jaw and tilting your head up to look him in the eye, his form now towering over your own.

You nodded your head, words all but lost from your mind. His presence always made you feel safe, your body relaxing in his hold. You couldn’t help but rest your head on his chest, letting him wrap his arms around you and hold you, your legs wrapping around him as he adjusted your figure in his arms.

“Come, darling. Let’s get you some food in your belly.” Namjoon spoke softly, eyes crinkling as his smile reached his cheeks, dimples out proudly as he held you close.

Namjoon had so many questions for you, wanted to know how your first time was. Needed to know how their touch made you unravel, but he also needed to know you were okay. He can only imagine your first time was a lot, considering the three were intent on working you up. Understanding that you might need time to process, he forced his mind back, letting one of the others speak up. He had already made two wrong decisions in giving you space and didn’t want to make it a third time.

There was a lot that Namjoon was unsure of, and there were things he knew he would never understand. His need for control left him searching for those answers, and unfortunately his observation skills were sometimes lackluster.  He was left wondering more every time he interacted with you, and just needed to come to the conclusion that there were things better left unsaid, better left unknown.

When it came to you, it seemed that he didn’t know how to breathe, your presence always managing to leave him gasping for air. Your touch making him crave more, leaving goosebumps littering his skin.

He only hoped that you felt even a semblance of what he did.

#bts #bts au #bts hybrid au #bts hybrid #bts hybrid fic #bts idol au #bts idol #idol!bts #idol au #bts polyamory #bts poly #bts poly!au #bts poly au #bts poly! #bts x reader #poly!bts x reader #bts x hybrid reader #bts x curvy reader #purpleyoonn #angst #smut #bts smut #a bond made of love

[glassartpeasants]

frankie nsfw alphabet if that's ok?

Yee Yee sorry that this took me so long

Frankie the Undead NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: basically what you usually get. Nsfw shit

A-Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Personally, I see him being very sweet with it. He'll give you a massage or run a shower for the both of you. And even cuddle and talk about how he loves you while cuddling.

B-Body Part ( what's their favorite part about you and theirs)

Cheesy as it sounds. Its definitely your smile. He loves when you smile up at him with love and adoration when he's fucking you. I don't think he has one for himself actually. He hates knowing that he's dead and is actually really insecure about the fact so he doesn't view himself very nice. But it does get thrown out the window when you compliment him and tell him how much you love and adore every part of him.

C-Cum (basically what it implies)

Inside or on your tummy. While he'd love to see you gagging on his dick he just can't imagine kissing the same lips that sucked his dick to the point of him coming inside your mouth. So he might just come on your face and even that's iffy.

D-Dirty Secret (pretty straightforward)

Wants to be a sub just once to see what ots like. Who knows maybe he like it and let you control the ropes more often.

E-Experience (Do they know what they're doing?)

He probably had a few one night stands before you so I can safely say he knows what he's doing.

F-Favorite Position

He loves seeing your face when he fucks you stupid. So any position where he gets to look at your face automatic yes from him.

G-Goofy (How serious are they during sex?)

Serious. His goal is to make you feel on cloud nine. He also feels as if it's a serious thing now way more than it was before he met you.

H-Hair (How well groomed are they? Do the carpet match the drapes)

Yes the carpet does match the drapes and he likes to be shaved so it's not too noticed but it's kinda like a small stubble.

I-Intimacy (how are they during the moment)

Depends on his mood. It's usually romantic but sometimes when he gets in the heat of the moment it gets a little primal.

J-Jack off (masturbation headcannon)

If he did, it's probably before he met you. Why would he need to when he has you?

K-Kink (their kinks)

Definitely has a sort of breeding kink. Bondage and orgasm denial. Other than that I think he's pretty tame

L-Location (favorite places to go down)

Bed or couch. Maybe shower if he's feeling up to it.

M-Motivation (what gets them off)

Everything about you sets him off. He loves you to the moon and back and everything you do makes him feel a sort of love that he can only describe in fucking you.

N-NO (something they wouldn't do)

Fucking you in public. No one else gets to see what's only for his eyes. Daddy kink is also a no go for him

O-Oral (presence on giving or receiving, skill etc)

This would be the o ly thing he's selfish about. He just loves the feeling of your mouth wrapped around his cock. It gets him a huge high.

P-pace (rough and fast or slow and romantic?)

Depends on his mood and yours as well. Cause he wants you to enjoy it too. So he'll go whatever pace you want but it does usual go a little rougher when he's closer to climax

Q-Quickies (their opinions and how often)

Not often. But it does happen once in a blue moon when you've teased him enough and some sort of event.

R-Risk( anything they're willing to experiment)

I don't think so. Maybe if you catch him in the right mood but other than that nah.

S-Stamina ( how long they can go for)

2-3 rounds tops. He holds out until you come first. It's just a weird habit he does

T-Toy (Do they use them)

No. You have each other and don't need some stupid thing to get you off when he's perfectly capable of doing that on his own

U-Unfair (how much do they like to tease)

Probably teases you in bed a lot. He could be pounding you to next week and he'd probably start teasing your desperate form

V-Volume

A fee moans here and there but I do think he'd just make loud sighs and pants

W-Wild Card (random nsfw headcanon of your choice)

Major slut whenever you praise him and Jack him off. He's jelly in your hands for awhile

X- X-ray (what's going on down there)

5.5-6 inches. He's the perfect size for you and that's all that matters in his eyes.

Y-Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Not off the charts but if you want to go down and dirty then he's up for it.

Z-ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

After taking care of you and making sure your okay and stuff, passes out and sleeps like a rock until morning. There's no getting him up so you can cuddle him all throughout the night

#creepypasta #frankie the undead x reader #frankie creeps #frankie the undead #creeps #creepypasta x reader

[sonicfanthenightfury5099]

Transgender! Michael Myers NSFW Alphabet

For my Transgender Michael Myers headcannon. Just a warming for a quick mention of SA

A=Aftercare (What they do after?)

Michael would give you kisses up and down your body while holding to you after sex. He's heading to the bathroom room for a warm shower afterwards, hope he sees you in there with him.

B=Bodypart (What's their favorite part and there s/o's?)

This is The Shape you're dating here, he's in love with his arms and hands. All the better to crush and stab with.

For you, your hands. Just them feeling him up and down his body, especially around his top surgery scars, your hands soothe him after a hunt.

C=Cum (What they do with it?)

First time he fucked you he pulled out then came on your tummy and chest. The next time he had sex with you, he left himself in ya and cummed into your womb. Thick and hot.

D=Dirty Secret (They have a dirty fantasy?)

He wants to be pegged by you, make you the dominant one for the night.

E=Experience (Do they have any?)

Nope, notta.

But see others done it, when hunting and online when your not home.

F=Favorite Position (There go to?)

Missionary is his favorite. He also loves the cowgirl position, you just bouncing on top of him running his hands on your body.

G=Goofy (Are they Goofy or serious in bed?)

He'll be like a husky and be a goofball in bed with ya. Even brushing against his ticklish spot will get him laughing.

H=Hair (How well groomed, does the carpet match the Drapes?)

Dark brown hair on top that used to be down to his back when he went by his original dead name, but he cut it short when he came out as Trans. He keeps himself well groomed on his face, clean shaved.

Down below his waistband, it's not too bad, just a little hairy at his shaft.

I=Intimacy (How romantic are they?)

Will find a nice piece of jewelry when he goes out. Letting you take his mask off is another form of romance with him. Michael would get ready for his T injection until you asked if you could do it for him. He'll let you know each step to take for injecting. Chocolates he found while out will take home to you. A sea of kisses when you gave him the same treatment of kisses. Michael knows how to make some Eggos dessert you and him can share after dinner.

J=Jack/Jill off (Masturbation Headcanon)

The first time he jacked off, it was a month after his bottom surgery. He was whining from the new sensation of his Cock and groping his balls, it wasn't long till he came all over himself.

K=Kinks (Do they have any Kinks?)

Praise kink this man loves it. Domination, him being the dominant one or you be it for the night. The for mentioned Pegging fantasy he wants you to do to him.

L=Location (Where they like go?)

Bedroom is the comfortable place for sexy time for him.

M=Motivation (What turns them on?)

Michael would get turned on by your touch alone from how sensual you are with your hands. Killing makes his heart beat faster than average, and cause blood flow to down there, he'll make his way back when he's done. He's going to wreck you when he gets home.

N=No (What turns them off?)

His Seasonal Affective Disorder being a big Cockblocker for him.

Mentioning Smith's Grove Sanatorium to him, he doesn't want to talk about the misgendering and the near SA he had with one patient till he knocked their lights out and a few teeth.

O=Oral (Do they Give or they Reserve?)

He wants you to put that pretty mouth around his dick and bop up and down on his shaft. Feeling you jecking him off makes the heat in his tip ooze more pre cum out.

Giving you oral isn't his best, but he's getting better at it.

P=Pace (Are they Rough and Fast or Slow and Passionate?)

More of an in-between fast and slow passion, he goes for each round. He doesn't want his dick to fall off.

Q=Quickies (They do them?)

No, he would rather have a good time with you than just one quick bust. But he'll won't turn you down when you ask.

R=Risks (Do they like to experiment?)

Michael would like to experiment with you. Whatever you want to do, he'll do it with you. Rim job being one thing he wants to do.

S=Stamina (How long can they last?)

He can last till he can't anymore. First time you both had sex he only lasted for 5 minutes till he came on you. 5 to 6 rounds, he will go for till 4 am.

T=Toys (Do they use any?)

He definitely loves his cock ring with a vibration concerted to it which he sticks it in his rear. Vibrators are his favorite too, a little Vibrator play during sex. Flesh light that can have settings is a huge yes for him, especially when he got his cock ring on with that little vibrator going inside him.

U=Unfair (How much do they tease?)

Not the biggest teaser himself compared to his OG Halloween Counterpart, just a little teasing on his end. Unless you're a big teaser to him.

V=Volume (How loud are they?)

Will be vocal during sex like mentioning how tight you are around him and moaning during each round. He'll start to whine when he's close to bust, and his oragasm is pretty loud for him.

W=Wildcard (Random Head cannon)

Michael is pretty vocal compared to his movie version, but he becomes quiet when hunting.

Michael was nearly SA by a patient who got out of their room and into his during his transition. Let's just say that guy had his light out and a few teeth out by him.

Michael came out as Transgender while he was at Smith's Grove. He took a pair of scissors that were unattended by a staff member, They thought he was going to hurt someone till they saw Michael cutting his hair right in front of them. One of them figured it out just as he said he's Transgender. Dr Loomis, being his doctor, gotten arrangements for his transitioning, getting him a bottle of testosterone and setting up his surgeries. He started to wear a chest binder till the day of his top surgery, which was a success for the doctors who brought in a top surgery surgeon to Smith's Grove for his surgery. When his gauze needs to be changed to fresh ones after a week post surgery, he was about to cry seeing his new chest. He kept track of his testosterone injections while he had a bit of weight lifting at the gym in the Sanatorium. His bottom surgery was the last part of his transitioning to a full man.

He was formally Michelle Audrey Myers before he came out. He would cut his hair short when he was a kid, which made his mother upset about his long hair being cut down to a boy's cut. Michael wanted the boy shirts, even as a kid, he knew that he was meant to be born a boy instead of a girl.

When the night he escaped from Smith's Grove Sanatorium with his testosterone bottle and needle kit in hand, he went on the killing on Halloween night till he met you. Him being injured in your house as you stand there wondering how get got in. Patching him up, he was nervous about his top surgery scar being exposed to you as he was being patched up. He kept his scars hidden from you when he stayed with you. Just covering himself when you knock, he was scared that you wouldn't understand and probably kick him out if you found out.

The day his testosterone bottle ran out after his morning injection with his last replaceable needle head, he was mortified. You were heading out for groceries that day, so he braised for being misgendering when he came down with bottle in hand, showing it to you asking for a new bottle. Wondering you asked why he was taking testosterone till he showed you his hidden scars, you were surprised by the fact that the man you were dating is a Trans man. You told him that you understand and are supportive of him, Michael breathed a sigh of relief when you finished and put Testosterone on your list of things to get. That afternoon, you gotten a bottle for your boyfriend.

X=X-Ray (What's in between their legs?)

Only 6 inches when he's full erect. Oh how surgeons can transformation one thing into another thing.

Y=Yearning (How big is their Sex Drive?)

When he's in the "Specialmood" he calls it, which might him saying that I'm ready till I'm ready.

Z=Zzzz (How fast do they get to sleep?)

Michael would fall asleep with you cuddling up against his chest. He'll soon dose off when it's all calm.

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Kíkítok Pronunciation/Spelling

Kíkítok Main Post (messy)

This is the kinda boring bit where I explain how to read and make noises.

I don’t actually love this orthography as an in-universe spelling. I think realistically, it would be less standardized and potentially not even in Latin characters. So this would be more of an academic romanization that’s mostly phonetic which makes it easy to read.

So, let’s look at this alphabet. All vowels have two pronunciations, tense and lax, and it’s fairly predictable. In general, I’m going to use IPA notation for explaining pronunciation, but comparisons are made to “standard” American English here for you to refer back to if you’d like.

Also, there are so many good resources for learning IPA sounds, if you can't figure out what I'm talking about for a given sound.

a -

tense - /a/, similar to in cat

lax - /ɛ/, as in pet

b - /b/ as in boy

c - /c/, not used in English. Similar to a t, but produced by placing the body of your tongue on slightly further back on the palate / roof of your mouth

d - /ɟ/, not used in English. Similar to a d, but produced with the body of your tongue on your palate

e

tense - /e/, similar to the sound in late

lax - /ɪ/, as in sit

f - /f/, as in fire

variably produced as /ɸ/, an f without your lips touching your teeth

g - /g/, as in garden

h - /x/, not in English. It's the same sound as in (Mexican) Spanish j

i 

tense - /i/ as in eat

lax - /ɪ/ as in sit

j - /dʒ/ as in judge

k - /k/ as in break*

m - /m/ as in mom

n - /n/ as in no

o

tense - /ɔ/ like in caught**

lax - /ʊ/ as in put

p - /p/ as in soap*

q - /ʔ/, as in the sound between syllables in uh-oh

r - /r/, not in English, “rolled r”

 when it comes after another consonant, [ɹ] as in bride

s - /s/, as in sew

t - /t/, as in white*

u

tense - /u/, as in goose

lax - /ʊ/, as in put

v - /v/ as in van

w - /w/ as in wine.

y - /j/, as in yam

z - /z/, as in zebra

ts - /t͡s/ potentially as in tsunami. A lot of English speakers don’t pronounce the t, in which case, as in the Japanese pronunciation of tsunami.

ch - /t͡ʃ/, as in church

sh - /ʃ/, as in shy

ai - /aɪ/, as in fly

oi - /ɔɪ/, as in boy

ou - /oʊ/, as in go

*/p, t, k/ in Gáshutok are unaspirated, which makes them different than the /p, t, k/ English speakers produce at the beginning of a word.

**/ɔ/ is not in all English accents. If you pronounce caught identically to cot, you don't have /ɔ/ as a part of your English (and if you're american, you're prooooobably from the west coast). I don't have it.

The first accent mark in a word marks stress. This is often the first syllable in the word. The exception to this is when a diphthong (two vowels next to each other) occurs before an accent mark, in which case stress falls on the diphthong.

Stress is enunciated similarly to in English, where we say the syllable with more force and slightly louder. However, the pitch of the stressed syllable also jumps up, like what you would expect to hear in Norwegian. (ie, go look over there for an example if you need one.)

Additional accent marks in a word do not mark stress and only indicate that the vowel is spoken with a tensed pronunciation. Barring additional accent marks, assume vowels alternate between tense and lax. Tensed vowels which are unstressed do slightly pitch upwards.

Examples, where stress is underlined, tense is bold:

Ímamo kai pá? (How are you?, lit. you eat well?)

Tí chú bó kyú? (What's your name?, lit. this person is who?)

Bébteme Kíkítok yá? (Do you speak Kíkítok?)

Some vowels are variable. In function words (prepositions, particles) without an accent mark, the vowel is unstressed and continues the tense-lax-tense pattern from the previous word.

Chíkosot ka up. (I can't hear you.)

Chíkosot up. (I don't hear you.)

#g/t #kíkítok #clong #idk I want to tag this much rly since it's kinda useless on its own #but I finished this post #and I want it to be done done #i think I'm failing phonology I hate this part sm #regardless please ask questions if u want to poke at this

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character profile - Tom Hawkins {the specialist}

G E N E R A L I N F O R M A T I O N Name: Thomas Osiris Hawkins Nickname: Tom Gender: Male Birthplace: Cairo, Egypt Birthdate: July 30, 1980 Current Residence: NYC, New York Employer: DARK Occupation: DARK operative, specialty in runes and rune tattoos Blood: Pureblood

A P P E A R A N C E Height: 6' 1 Hair: Dirty blonde and brown with hints of red in certain lights Eyes: Light green Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous Other: Multiple runes tattooed across his back, back of his hands, arms, and thighs in various colors (a majority of them are in the traditional black) that he can trigger to be visible and not on command

Playby: Tom Hiddleston

B I O G R A P H I C A L I N F O R M A T I O N Fascination with ancient cultures and the human body runs in the Hawkins family. Although, it has not always been in the best ways: the first generations of Hawkins were grave robbers. Some searched for treasures, others for cadavers to experiment and probe.

George and Melody Hawkins were no different. George was an explorer, traveling the world with his healer wife and little Tom to find tombs and treasures. It was his father that led him to be interested in the ancient writings, despite how neither of them had no idea what they truly said. The way that the designs curved and meant multiple meanings drew Tom in quickly as he learned to read English. When he was thirteen during one of the many visits to Egypt over the summer (of course they were almost always there, given his middle name), Tom met with an elderly tattoo artist who taught him some simple meanings to the hieroglyphs that he tended to see on the walls.

When the summer ended, Tom begged his parents to let him come back the next year to learn more. George was thrilled, considering how it would help them understand those inscribed on the tomb walls. Melody was a little disappointed, as she was hoping that her son would make a name for himself as a healer, but she did see how passionate he was about it. So each summer, Tom returned to the elderly man's tattoo parlor to learn runes and glyphs. His second visit his mentor permitted him to try using his tattoo needle. His mother was not pleased when he returned to England with a small rune on the inside of his right wrist. Tom did his best to keep it concealed from her, but her disappointment was clear.

Eventually, as any young apprentice does, Tom became a bit bored from doing the same thing each summer. Yes, he was learning new runes and words each day, but it was beginning to lose some of its glamour. He started doodling on the side because his mentor would not permit him to tattoo all the time, but he quickly learned that he needed to better respect the runes as his paper lit up into flames. Tom was terrified, but also even more intrigued.

By the time he was seventeen, Tom had runes across his back, arms, thighs, and the back of his hands. He quickly learned that certain combinations did different things. And to his mother's relief, one of those combinations permitted him to hide all of the others when he wanted. Granted, it took him quite a few years to get to that point, but once he did she seemed to accept his line of work a bit better. Moving to America and getting the job as a DARK operative to continue his experimentation made him feel a bit more validated, but he can't tell his mother. Oops.

C O N N E C T I O N S Parents: George Hawkins (explorer and world traveler, father), Melody Hawkins (healer, mother) Romance: Hollis Vane (partner since early 2015) Tension: His mother not being a fan of his work (but it's manageable) Notables: His first relationship was with a gay man, but they broke up because his boyfriend was uncomfortable with Tom being bisexual; younger cousin to Aston Bradley (mothers are sisters); Selim Gerges, his first tattoo mentor in Egypt.

O T H E R T H I N G S Education: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Ravenclaw House Wand: Mahogany, twelve and a quarter inches, unicorn hair Sexuality: Bisexual Spoken Languages: English, Arabic Likes: Runes, tattoos, high collars Dislikes: People who don't take the time to understand his passion Song: The Imitation Game - Alexander Desplat & London Symphony Orchestra

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