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The Thought of You Leaves Me Weak 🎰

Chapter 2 of That's What You Get

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff, suggestive.

Word count: 4.8k

Summary: Pushing through your hangovers, you and Spencer retrace your steps from the night before to see if your shotgun Vegas marriage is legal - and find out some extra personal things along the way.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex, author has a pronounced disinterest in the reality of getting an annulment for a Vegas wedding.

A/N: We're here! Part two! We're still stuck in Vegas for now, but they'll be back to their new normal soon, and now they have a time limit~ Thanks to everyone who liked, reblogged, commented on and signed up for the series taglist from my first post, I hope you all enjoy part two just as much!! Let me know what you think in the comments or over an ask, I'll be replying all weekend :) Here's the taglist link for anyone else who wants to sign up!

Requests are open as well, and you can find some more of my work in my masterlist.

After the initial shock wore off, and the hangover was left to permeate a bit, you and Spencer remembered you were actually FBI agents and had the ability to do something about your predicament.

“I should probably head off to my own room now,” you said pulling yourself out of Spencer’s arms. “Freshen up a bit before we head out to see what’s going on.”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” He nodded, then continued. “You know our first stop should probably be the Marriage License Bureau of Las Vegas. If we are legally married, we’d have had to have obtained a marriage licence between 8am and 12am yesterday, they don’t open later than that.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You nodded to him, “Would they even have served us the marriage licence if we were as intoxicated as I think we were?”

“This is Vegas, Y/N. All we’d need is a valid form of ID and to be willing, and we’d have to have been carrying the ID to get into the bars.” You raked a hand through your hair. Of course you had to get married in a shotgun ceremony in the only state where it probably didn’t matter what your alcohol intake had been.

“Well, we were obviously both willing.” You say, gesturing to the bed, and then curse yourself inwardly as you see the downturned look on Reid’s face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“No, it’s okay. You’re right, I wouldn’t have handcuffed you without at least verbal consent.” He replied, pulling a shirt on finally.

“Right,” you let that revelation sit between the two of you, as he turns his back, continuing to get himself ready for the rest of the day. If you were honest with yourself, you’d have admitted to always having an attraction to your coworker, but nothing you’d solidly act on. Yeah, he was beautiful, and you’d enjoyed joining in the teasing everytime Morgan had called him a pretty boy, because he was. But you’d never let your thoughts drift to what he might be like in bed, and now you were regretting that because you had nothing to base your theories of the last night on except that you’d woken up in handcuffs.

Really, if someone had asked you the question about what you could possibly expect from Spencer Reid in the bedroom, the furthest you’d be able to imagine was some incredibly professional, missionary sex. If you thought a little harder, you’d remember that the man had once highlighted his distinct lack of “alpha-male” qualities on a case once, so, really, if anyone was going to be locked up in handcuffs, surely it would’ve been him.

You try to shake that mental picture from your head, but doing so just aggravates your headache, so you have to sit with the image of Spencer Reid tying you up and making you beg.

“You okay, Y/N? You look a bit pale,” he looks a little bit concerned for you when he finally turns back, and you can only imagine the look on your face if you’re eliciting that much concern.

“Yeah, yeah, totally fine, nothing’s wrong. Why are you asking?” you stutter out.

“Because you said you were going to shower five minutes ago, and you haven’t really moved all that much in that time.” You curse yourself again, and you force yourself out of your head.

“Oh! Yeah!” you move off towards the door, grabbing everything you’ve left in a trail to the door, retracing your steps from the night before. “I’ll meet you in the lobby in like twenty minutes?” You didn’t even wait for his reply before pushing the door open and sprinting to your room, not even caring that you hadn’t put your shoes on.

–X–

If you couldn’t be trusted to make simple choices when drunk, such as the choice to not be married to your coworker, you probably also couldn’t be trusted to make simple choices when hungover, such as a place to meet your now husband where the rest of your friends wouldn’t see you in your post-sex haze from the night before.

Which is how you found yourself cowering behind a plant in the lobby desperate to avoid being spotted by Agents Rossi and Hotchner who apparently were up and in suits for some godforsaken reason. You tried to get Reid on the phone, but he wasn’t picking up, and you had a flash of him asking you how to put his phone on silent mode from the night before hit you like a tonne of bricks.

“Shit, shit.” Nothing else useful came out of you though, so behind the plant you were waiting for them to approach the elevators so you could continue as planned. While you were in the bathroom, you’d finally noticed the blooming bruises running up the length of your neck, and you found yourself slightly impressed by Reid once again.

He’d managed to tie you up but still pay that much attention to you, and you were equal parts cursing him and desperately hoping the memories would come back to see just what other secrets he was hiding behind that unassuming frame. With the lack of contraception, you really couldn’t be sure that the two of you had had sex in the traditional sense, but you certainly seemed to have had some fun last night, and not being able to remember drove you insane.

Thankfully, the two agents made their way to the elevator without noticing you, and you let out a breath of relief as soon as the elevator dinged, ready to take them as far away from you as you needed. Unfortunately, once again, anytime fate dealt you one good hand, it followed it up with the worst ever, and as the elevator doors opened, there was Reid. You made a mental note to check your bank balance after this, sure that if you had ended up gambling with Reid, you’d most likely bankrupted yourself with this luck.

“Reid, good morning,” Hotch greeted him, and even from your unconventional perch, you could hear the panic in the younger man's voice as he began struggling for excuses to answer questions that hadn’t even been asked yet.

“Hotchner, Rossi, what are you doing here? Well I know what you’re doing here, you’re waiting for an elevator, and I know what you’re doing in the hotel because we’re all here in the hotel, but I mean what are you doing? In general?” It was almost as if he were asking himself that question at the end, trying to work out why the words were even leaving his mouth.

You couldn’t swoop in and save him without the others seeing your new necklace of hickeys and handprints, so you just had to watch him combust adorably in front of the two seasoned FBI Agents.

“Calm down, kid, don’t pull a muscle in that brain of yours, it’s a highly valuable FBI asset.” Rossi joked with him as they switched places, Rossi and Hotch going into the elevator and Reid slinking out.

“Dave and I just finished breakfast. I’m afraid you may have just missed it, Spencer, but there’s a buffet on the third floor that’s supposedly open all day.” Hotch said.

“Actually, I think food isn’t a great idea for me right now.”

“Oh, wild night, kid? No, wait, let me guess, you tracked down a Star Wars convention?”

“I’m more of a fan of Star Trek myself, you know the technology they appeared to have on screen in the show is really fascinating in that it’s-”

“Oh, how unfortunate, door’s closing. See you later, kid.” You breathed a sigh of relief as you watched the elevator climb up to the higher floors of the accommodation and left your perching spot.

“Spencer, over here.” You waved to him a little, and he turned to the sound of your voice, visually relaxing the moment he set his eyes on you.

“You don’t think they noticed I’m acting weird, right?”

“Reid, everytime you mention anything remotely pop-culture-y to Rossi he does his best to erase the conversation from his brain, okay? And Hotch looks like he hasn't slept in a decade. I’m sure they didn’t notice anything.”

“What? I thought Rossi loved our talks, he always says that I’m a riveting conversationalist.”

You just nodded along with him and patted his arm pitifully, leading him out of the lobby and into the waiting streets of Las Vegas, Nevada.

–X–

Twenty minutes later, you were sitting outside of the Marriage License Bureau, waiting to see if your fate was sealed.

“Okay, so what’s our strategy?” you asked, removing your seatbelt and moved to open your door, jumping out of the SUV you’d commandeered from the parking garage.

“Strategy? Why do we need a strategy?” Reid joined you quickly, exiting from the passenger side, satchel in hand.

“Well, I mean, what are we going to ask them, what are we going to do when we’ve found out if this is real or a hoax or not.”

“Y/N, I think you’re overthinking this. This is Nevada, I’m sure they’re used to any questions we might have.” You took a deep breath looking at the doors of the building and tried to rationalise your thoughts. You were going to be fine, it’s just a marriage, nothing too big.

Pushing the doors open, you were floored by the sheer amount of couples on the premises.

“Shit.” You’d cursed more in the last four hours than you had in the last year, almost beginning to worry that it was becoming a habit.

“Please take a number and wait for your turn to be called, our current waiting time is three and a half hours. If you leave the premises at any point, your place will be forfeited,” a bored looking worker with a small microphone called over the crowd as you entered.

“Hi, sorry, is there a help desk of some kind?” you approached and asked her, a sinking feeling growing in your gut. “We just need to see if our wedding licence is valid.”

“Then please take a ticket, and we’ll see you soon.” The other woman replied, frustratingly monotone.

“No, you don’t understand, we’re leaving the state in three hours, we can’t just sit around, we need answers now, legal advice, something.”

“I’m sorry ma’am, but if you continue to speak to our staff members in that aggressive way, I’m going to have to ask you to leave the premises,” another member of staff now joined the first.

“Aggressive? I am not aggressive,” you said but you could hear the agitation in your own voice, and the tightness in your shoulders.

“What she means to say,” said Reid from behind you, dropping a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Is that we are FBI agents, leaving town on another case soon, and we would really appreciate your cooperation? I have our marriage licence here. If you could just look over it, it’d only take a few seconds of your time.” The tension rolled off of you in waves, and you melted into his touch as he gladly stepped up to continue your communication.

“Okay, yeah, that definitely seems like a legit licence. You FBI agents, you say?” the first woman questions you, and not trusting yourself not to reply passive aggressively and ruin her cooperative mood, you bite your tongue and just nod.

“My coworker who worked the graveyard shift yesterday mentioned we had a few of you come through. Congratulations on your marriage.” She handed the licence back to you and the pit in the bottom of your stomach grew.

“Is your colleague still here? We just had a few questions about some logistics. We’re out of state, you know?” Reid smiled and you were so thankful for him, for the comforting hand he’d trailed down your shoulder and rested at the small of your back as you stood fidgeting next to him. It took you a minute to realise you were playing with your new wedding ring, already so used to it being there on your finger that you hardly noticed its presence.

“Her next shift starts at 12, but if you’re as desperate for information as I think you are, I’ll have her come see you when she comes in. She’s usually five minutes early anyways.” Reid thanked the woman, and fifteen minutes later, a younger woman with a bright smile was greeting you in the lobby and leading you to a private room in the back.

“Doctor and Mrs. Reid, welcome back! Sandy said you had some follow up questions after yesterday?” she greeted you, and your head started pounding again.

“You remember us?” Reid asked, the confusion knitting his brow as he walked ahead of you.

“I don’t tend to forget husbands as handsome and romantic as you, Doctor.” Something flared in your gut then, anger or protectiveness, but it felt green and red, and you pulled Reid’s hand into your own as she guided you to sit at the table at the far side of the room.

“We’re looking to fill in some gaps in our memory from last night,” you spoke, now not caring to hold back any annoyance in your voice. This woman had written out your marriage licence and yet here she was flirting with your husband. With your Reid. With Reid. Again, the curses jumped to your tongue.

“Ah, I see. One of those.” She shot a smile at Reid, and you shot a look at him as well, but he looked oblivious at her interest and you caught yourself letting out a sigh of relief before turning back to the woman.

“You didn’t realise we were drunk?” you asked her.

“Oh no, we realised. We just assumed you were finally taking the plunge after everything you said. And everything you did, too.”

“Everything we did?” you pushed out, your voice ten times higher than usual. You coughed to make it seem like your throat was just dry, not also housing your entire heart.

“You don’t remember? You two looked so in love. You were all over each other, kissing, touching, whispering and giggling. Honestly, it was just nice to have a couple in love here at 11pm that weren’t trying to have sex in the waiting area.” The blush crept up your neck, and you tried your best to force it back down. Obviously, it didn’t work.

You were about to ask another question, probably about how you would go about getting an annulment, when she finally continued.

“And then when you got the licence you were so happy and you called your friends to come and celebrate with you. You asked for the nearest chapel and we have all that information out in the hall and you said your friends were going to come meet you, so you took off.” She shrugged a little, taking a swig from her coffee. You couldn’t help but feel that even after all of that, she was still eyeing up Spencer, so you squeezed his hand a little bit harder at that, your other hand gravitating to his bicep too, your entire body leaning into his.

“Friends?” Spencer was the first one to wake up to that statement, and your agitation reached its peak.

“Yeah, the two teammates you mentioned. You told everyone they were meeting you at the chapel, that you’d all been here working a case and they were the two that responded to your calls that night.”

“Did we mention any names?” you asked.

“No, just that they were FBI Agents. Is there something wrong?”

–X–

You threw the doors of the building open as you gasped for air, the panic fully setting in now.

“Y/N, wait,” Spencer yelled after you, following you onto the pavement. You could feel the tears welling up in your eyes as you tugged on your hair, mindlessly fretting with it, unconscious to the pain. He finally reached you and pulled your hands into his, forcing you to look up into his eyes.

“Y/N, it’s fine. We’re going to be fine.” He soothed you quickly, and you hiccuped through the small sobs you were now letting out.

“Spencer, two of our friends know that we got married last night, and we don’t know who or how much they know, and now we know that our marriage is legal and you’re stuck with me and I got us into all this mess because I’m an adult who doesn’t want to tell her mom to back off.” By the end of your speech he was cradling your head in his hands, as your tears flowed down your face in messy trails.

“Hey, look at me. You told me this morning that this was not my fault, and I’m telling you now that that doesn't mean it's yours. We’re in this together, okay?” he waited for you to nod before continuing. “Besides, no matter who it was, our team mates love us. They’ll understand.”

“What if we get reassigned? This is a conflict of interests, right, me and you working together like this?” You’d worked so hard to be accepted into the BAU, you didn’t want to let this be your exit, and you sure as hell weren’t letting them fire Spencer for it.

“We’ll talk to Hotch and Rossi, they don't want to lose either of us, and if we get this dealt with quick enough, maybe we won't even have to report it. We could keep it quiet for a while, right?” You knew all of his words made sense, they were the best course of action for the two of you. He’d probably run all of the scenarios through his head while you showered this morning, which is why he was so level-headed. But there was a discomfort that you just couldn’t shake.

“You mean we could get this…annulled?” you asked cautiously, looking into his eyes to gauge his reaction.

“If you want, we can walk right back in there and have it done soon, I’m sure that employee would help us, she seemed friendly-”

“No.” You practically shouted, not wanting to come face to face with that woman again, and watch her flirt with Reid as he signed the annulment paperwork. “I mean, there’s no time, right? We should probably head to the chapel to figure out who our witnesses are and then we’re heading back to Quantico.” You did to rationalise your decision, praying that the jealousy (jealousy?) that you felt didn’t show in your voice or face.

“Yeah. Yeah, okay. Well, we have 21 days from now to file, before the annulment period passes and we’re looking at divorce, which is not favourable for either of us, but we can file from out of state.” You nodded along with his words, glad for the lack of questioning, and that he didn’t clock the hopeful glint to your eye.

“Okay, great. Yeah.” You had calmed down enough now for your proximity to become awkward, and Reid noticed as soon as you did, pulling his hands away from you and taking a step back. Maybe it was the hangover, or just the overwhelming series of emotions you’d been through successively, but it felt wrong suddenly having him so far from you. Shaking it off, you grabbed your keys out of your pocket.

“She said we picked up the information about the chapel from the lobby, right? Can we narrow down which one it is with the photo?” You suggested, suddenly not able to meet his eyes.

“Oh, right, yeah. We’d have had to have been able to get there on foot, too. I’ll go and ask them if they recognise which one it is,” he made to move back in, but you shouted a resounding ‘no’ before he could take another step.

“I’ll do it! I should probably apologise for earlier anyway, right?” you chuckled awkwardly, pushing the doors open and leaving him behind with that confused look set against his skin once again.

–X–

“I’m telling you, we delete the footage from the previous day at noon, I can’t help you.” You’d tracked down the chapel pretty quickly despite all of your options, and now found yourself arguing with a pretty lackluster Elvis impersonator, desperate to figure out any more details about the night before.

“What about staff members that could verify? We just need a vague description.”

“Everyone’s a part-timer here, lady. The people on shift today won't be back for another two days or so. Come back then, okay?” He showed you to the door then, and if you hadn’t gotten drunk and married in Vegas the night before, this would certainly have been your lowest moment.

“Nothing?” Reid asked from his perch on the car.

“They delete the security footage.” You signed in frustration, and he showed a sympathetic smile on his face.

“How do you want to play it, then?” he asked. “Two of them are already going to know, should we just come clean to the entire team, see if they could help?”

“No, god no. As much as it’s my current reality, I don’t really want to have to respond to Mrs. Reid until Morgan gets new material, and no one’s going to be this easy of a target any time soon.”

“Technically speaking, you’d have to apply for a legal name change to become Mrs. Reid, usually couples do it a few days either side of the wedding and start the process of updating all their legal IDs so they can travel internationally for honeymoons without anyone asking questions.”

“Not the point, Reid.”

“And I knew that. Sorry.” It was hard to stay annoyed at him with that small smile stretched across his lips, and you suddenly found yourself wondering just exactly how he'd felt against you.

You’d kissed at the chapel, at the wedding licence office, in his hotel room, and you couldn’t for the life of you remember if you’d been the one to lean in first, or if it’d been him, or if it’d been both of you and what that meant. Did he like you, did you subconsciously want him in this way? Did this even mean anything? And what had those handcuffs been about?

He couldn’t answer most of those questions, and honestly, you weren’t sure you wanted the answers, but it’d been a day of awkward conversations, so you thought you might as well let your curiosity rule you for a few more minutes.

“Spencer, would you mind me asking a personal question?”

“Sure, we are married now. Don’t they say that the number one thing to remember in marriage is communication?” He tried to joke, but you couldn’t laugh as you got ready to spit some of the most horrific words you’d ever strung together out.

“Spencer, do you…do you often use handcuffs? In bed, I mean?” you were bright red, stood outside a 24 hour wedding chapel in the heart of Vegas and you couldn’t believe this was your life.

“Oh.” He was the same shade of red as you, and he stuttered through his next few incoherent words before you found his reply.

“I’ve not done it with the handcuffs before, but I guess I’ve…thought about it? It’s definitely in line with my… Do we have to do this here?”

“Would you rather talk about this on the jet?”

“Do we have to do this at all?” He groaned, shutting his eyes and you could feel the horror at his own actions spreading through his body.

“We are married now. Communication is key, remember?” He sighed and acquiesced, running a hand through his hair before turning back to you and forcing the words out.

“I know you probably didn’t think this about me before, but I am pretty controlling in bed. I don’t like feeling… hopeless, and it just manifests as dominance, okay? It’s been a while since I had a partner though, so the handcuffs were new to me, but I’ve tied girls up before. Now can we stop this conversation here before someone on this very public street hears us?”

“Okay, yeah sure. That actually makes a lot of sense really.” You said, nodding and moving to get into the car. You tried to keep your thoughts to yourself, knowing that the knowledge of his preferences was going to plague your dreams for the next few nights.

“You don’t have to lie, Y/N, I know I don’t seem like the type.” He got into the passenger side next to you, and you ignored looking at him in the mirrors desperately as you started the engine and made your way back to the hotel.

“No, I mean it makes sense that it happened to us. I don’t think we would’ve ended up in bed together if we weren’t so… compatible.” You let the silence sit between you as you let him take in your words, driving to the orchestra of midday strip traffic.

“Oh.” He said. “Oooh.” He finally caught on, and you felt your head turning in his direction, but you forced it back towards the road, convincing yourself that you really didn’t need to see his reaction, to study his expressions.

“Well, at least we know that we both enjoyed it then.” You weren’t sure if he was just oblivious, or trying to get a reaction from you, but nonetheless, your heart clenched at that, excitement rising in your stomach.

You convinced yourself that it was probably just the alcohol, and drove in silence back to the hotel, ready for your departure.

--X--

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glorysiren444 · 29 days

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♰ . 𝒹opamine detox & why it’s important

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─── first of all what is the role of dopamine .ᐣ

dopamine acts on areas of the brain to give you feelings of pleasure, satisfaction & motivation. dopamine also has a role to play in controlling memory, mood, sleep, learning, concentration, movement & other body functions.

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─── what is a dopamine detox (fasting) .ᐣ

dopamine detox is a form of fasting from any activities or pleasures that produce dopamine so that drive for quick rewards decreases.

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─── what are the benefits of doing dopamine detox .ᐣ

𝟭 . regulates your dopamine response, so your brain can function at it’s best. when dopamine level is to high it can lead to addiction, impaired decision making & mental health problem,

𝟮 . makes you feel calmer & less anxious,

𝟯 . reduce the risk of depression that social media produces by addiction & comparing your life to other people,

𝟰 . boost your sleep quality & academic performance,

remember: benefits will always depending on the person, so do NOT compare to each other ♥︎

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─── what to avoid during dopamine detox .ᐣ

social media: spending endless time scrolling, liking, & commenting on social media platforms can really mess with our brains because of these little dopamine hits what keep us addicted,

gaming: especially avoid the super stimulating ones. they send our dopamine levels through the roof & make it hard to pay attention to real-life stuff,

eating junk food: high-sugar & high-fat food destroy your eating habits & body, including brain,

caffeine: it gives us that kick, but it also stimulates dopamine, which is why we gotta be mindful of our caffeine intake during a detox,

nicotine, alcohol & drugs: do i really have to explain?

watching shows: binge-watching your favorite tv shows it’s amazing way to spend time & flood your brain with too much dopamine,

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─── how to create a detox-friendly environment .ᐣ

𝟭 . designing a digital detox space

set up an environment that minimizes digital distractions. you can do this by creating a dedicated workspace or relaxation area where you limit or eliminate access to digital devices,

𝟮 . mindful nutrition

it’s important to choose foods that help maintain balanced dopamine levels. this might involve consuming foods rich in precursors like tyrosine (found in lean proteins), clean food & nutrients like antioxidants (found in fruits and vegetables) to support overall brain health and function,

𝟯 . engaging in low-stimulus activities

low-stimulus or low-dopamine activities are those that don't trigger excessive dopamine release. examples include meditation, gentle exercise, reading, or spending time in nature. engaging in these activities during your detox helps maintain a calmer & more focused state of mind, making it easier to resist the allure of high-dopamine behaviors & substances.

creating a detox-friendly environment is crucial to supports your efforts to reduce the impact of overstimulation on your brain's reward system. it sets the stage for a healthier lifestyle and a more balanced relationship with activities that can lead to excessive dopamine release.

─── with 𝑙ove, 𝓋ittoria ♥︎

#📁#it girl #loa #manifesting #subliminals #thewizardliz #law of assumption #affirmations #that girl #self care #self love #wonyoung #self concept #void state #pinterest #advice #neville goddard

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lillithhearts · 2 months

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Hello I'm sorry if I'm bothering you but I had an idea about a hazbin hotel request, so what if everyone at the hotel (except Alastor) consider the reader a big sister who takes shit from no one, like will slap someone without hesitation if they talk bad about any of their friends, especially when Valentino tries something will literally beat him up until he's half dead. (If you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely alright and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight)

Hazbin x Reader (Platonic) ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

Warnings : Not proofread, implied Violence

I'm a little out of it so I hope this okay (Hc's for every hotel Staff excluding Alastor)

Reader is female

Charlie ❦

♪ She really appreciates your presence however tries to tone down your aggression on occasion, She loves your attitude to the other hotel members, a protector alongside Vaggie, maybe just more physical— and short tempered

♪ when you first joined the hotel she absolutely lost her mind in excitement at the fact you wanted to stay and also help out

♪ brings you around almost anywhere for moral support and protection,well..More likely the stares and scowls you give people who Charlie dirty looks

♪ she greatly admires your determination to protect everyone in the hotel

♪ she just loves you all around

♪ wakes up excited to greet you and see you again

♪ absolutely adores the fact you act like an older sibling in general, she wants all the family'ish love she can get her grabby hands on

♪ clings to your arm whenever you two are out, ranting about whatever you decide to bring up, shaking you and jumping around; your shoulder hurts from the sudden pulls

Vaggie❦

♪ she's suspicious of you the first time you arrive

♪ after she warms up to you she has your back every time, in combat, in a conversation; she's your nr1 defender

♪ she warms up to you ALOT, relating to you being protective by nature

♪ honestly refreshed that she's not the only one quick throw punches when someone says something out of turn

♪ quite Surprised at how fast you are to jump to the hotels defense, especially in front of anyone even overlords

♪ also respects you a bunch for standing up and not being afraid of anyone or anything, She sees you're willing to die on so many hills and she's here for it, Besties forever fr

Angel Dust❦

♪ at first he thinks you're out to get someone's head

♪ always invites you out for "I don't wanna get my clothes stained" protection, especially after you pulled an actual gun on Valentino in his defense

♪ drags you to his room to gossip, watch movies and just hang out with him, He really enjoys your company, you remind him of his Twin sister

♪ at your side all the time during his time in the hotel, You're funny and "many other things" but he's not going to specify what that would mean he'd have to actually be vulnerable and he's not doing that

♪ Starts to call you big sis as a joke, it then turns into not a joke and he's being serious (don't bring it up he will deflect)

♪ also becomes extremely protective of you in turn, You're now a important person in his life and he's gonna step in, even if you shout about how you can handle yourself

♪ confides in you about Valentino, then has to block the door so you don't walk over there and slaughter the entire Vee building

Husk❦

♪ honestly just grumbles about you and your attitude for awhile

♪ after a few nights of sitting at the bar and just talking, having a few drinks in the meantime he starts to finally open up to you about specific things, and you do aswell

♪ he starts to tell you to limit your intake of alcohol if it becomes too much at the bar, you raise an eye brow and tease him about caring and he turns away,cursing under his breath

♪ let's you pet him, in the dead of night when no one is around, God knows they'd never let him live it down oh my God

♪ when he first sees an outburst of you when someone threatens Charlie at the hotel he's surprisingly shocked, you seemed calm and collected and now he's watching Charlie holding you back from slitting a guys throat it's crazy

♪ laughs about it later when you sit with him at the bar and just chat with him, telling you it was a pleasant surprise seeing someone so compassionate for something

♪ never ever would tell you he considers you family, Husk Is absolutely too prideful and shy to admit he's got a soft spot

Niffty ❦

♪ Loves you immediately

♪ Sitting on your shoulder, climbing over you and dragging you to weird things shes made

♪ invites you to go bug killing with her, if you accept and actually kill something she is running around the hotel for 10 minutes squealing about how awesome you are.

♪ has tea parties with you 100%

♪ frothing at the mouth watching you threaten someone, she's throwing her hands in the air cheering you on with everything in her tiny body

♪ falls asleep on you constantly, depending on your size she might just starfish on your head and take a nap

♪ sews up your things for you if they ever get torn

♪ holding your hand constantly even if having to reach up for so long hurts her arm

♪ brings you things, Coffee,Tea,a snack...a dead cockroach?

Author's note : sitting in my pink soft chair definitely helped me write this, My back does hurt from sitting in this chair tho

Taglist: @charlessuu @k1y0yo @ihavetoomanyfictionalcrushes

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel imagine #niffty #angel dust fluff #hazbin hotel husk #charlie morningstar #vaggie

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ellejos · 10 months

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75 DAYS HARD CHALLENGE: DAY I

Previously I announced that I will begin the 75 Days Hard Challenge at the first of July. For anyone unfamiliar, the Challenge takes 75 Days and follows these daily rules:

Choose a diet and follow it (without cheat meals or alcohol)

Complete two 45-minute workouts daily (one needs to be outside no matter the weather)

Drink a gallon of water every day

Read 10 pages of nonfiction

Take progress pictures

If you skip or miss a task you must start over

Things you should know:

I decided to try this challenge because I want to improve my mental toughness and physical fitness (also I want to prove to myself that I am consistent). It's probably not for everyone, so there is also a soft version of this challenge called 75 Days Soft Challenge.

I prepared for this challenge a month in advance. I tried out what diet suits me the most without craving cheat meals, decided on what books I want to read and what kind of workouts are the best for me.

I don't want to bother you with a daily follow up of my challenge, but please consider I'll try to do an update every 1-2 weeks.

"All great things have small beginnings."

My current routine on this challenge varies from day to day because I do work shifts but there are a few things that stay consistent during this challenge:

Diet:

I decided to do IF with a 16:8 ratio. I start eating at 10am and have my last meal at 6pm. Mostly low carb, high protein. No meat, no sugar, limited dairy. Please consider that every human is different and what may work for me, won't do it for you. I decided to become vegetarian a month ago and I don't regret it yet.

2. Workouts:

I am not an athlete. Therefore two heavy workouts a day would cause me injuries. I'm taking a 45 minutes outdoor walk everyday and the second workout is whatever suits my day the most. For example on Mondays I'm going to a yoga class, therefore this will be my second workout.

3. Hydration:

To be honest, I had to change this one a bit. I'm drinking one black coffee every morning and I'm also having a tea before I go to sleep. This intake plus a gallon of water would be too much for my body. I decided to drink 3 Liters of water everyday and the missing 0,7 liters will be tea and black coffee. I'm not drinking anything else for the duration of this challenge. No soft drinks, no alcohol, no milk (except for coconut milk for my overnight oats).

4. my non-fiction reading list:

Patrick Lencioni - The Five Dysfunctions of a Team

Dale Carnegie - How to Win Friends and Influence People

Yuval Harari - Homo Deus

Yuval Harari - 21 Lessons for the 21 Century

Daniel Kahneman - Thinking Fast and Slow

James Clear - Atomic Habits

Robert Greene - The 48 Laws of Power

Robert Greene - The Art of Seduction

Erich Fromm - The Art of Loving

Oliver Burkeman - Four Thousands Weeks

James Carse - Finite and Infinite Games

Seneca - Letters from a Stoic

Plato - Allegory of the Cave

5. last but not least - the progress picture:

I hate taking pictures, so I won't really share them but I made a folder on my phone and taking the photo is the first thing I'm doing in the morning to get it off my list.

Bisous!

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cyborg-franky · 11 months

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Shopping Trip With One Piece Characters

Part of a trade with the awesome @softcenteregg

Doffy - The very definition of “Get in loser, we’re going shopping!”

Has money but you will have to pay for him all day when it comes to lunch and drinks.

Will be sitting at a restaurant at 11 am with a cocktail as he tells you about his week, regardless of if you asked or not.

Checks out the mall hotties.

Laughs when people open push/pull doors wrong.

Always has a cocktail or a Starbucks clutched in one hand, waving his credit card around in the other hand.

Rude to salespeople.

You will be dragged through the mall for hours because he needs to go into every designer shop he can and try on at least seventeen pairs of $400 sunglasses or he’ll die.

Will be the most overdressed person in the area,

When your having lunch with him and he sees someone he doesn’t like, he will be like “Oh hey! Been so long since we hung out, should do it again soon!” then soon as they're gone he’s dishing the dirt.

Also, you will carry his bags, thx.

Roger

Makes you wish you could get those reigns for kids but in adult sizes.

In fact, the entire trip is like taking a child out for his birthday.

Ever seen a huge bearded man grinning in pure glee at the new limited edition Build a Bear products? Ever seen one make like 12?

Do yourself a favor and limit his booze and sugar intake.

Is confused he can’t do a pub crawl in a mall.

Buys alot of those ‘alcoholic chocolates’ by the box load in an attempt to get a nice buzz going.

Thrift shopping but he will try on everything he can.

Does not know how to dress but does it with style, oddly enough.

You won’t get a chance to sit down or rest unless it’s dinner time.

At least he’ll sleep well tonight.

Kid

Hit’s all the stores that sell music and band merch.

Will snort at people who buy things he doesn’t like.

Throws around words like ‘poser’ and judges everyone.

The kinda metal kid who hangs out at the mall with all the wallet chains looking like their parents grounded them, but in their late 20s.

Will spend hours looking for CDs and just say he’s too broke and he’ll download it online anyway.

Walks around the mall trying to find the right shade of lipstick with Killer, both their arms and hands are covered in testers before they both just get more black nail varnish and the same shade they always buy.

Has a reusable plastic cup that's full of jack and coke.

Taunts mall cops.

Killer

Imagine all of the above but he also spends alot of time looking at fancy new cook wear.

Will spend nothing on food all day but will drop $90 on a brand new crockpot or air fryer for the kitchen.

Very metal of him.

Thatch

Thatch is fun to go with.

Treats you, buys the coffee and lunch.

Is happy to do whatever you want as long as he gets to check out homeware sections while you look at your things.

You will never lose him behind shelves because you can always see his hair.

Like Jaws but with hair and ozone layer murdering levels of hairspray.

Will flirt with staff, will get talking to them for far too long, and hold up the line.

The type of person who has alot of change and makes it a personal challenge to count out change exactly.

Will carry your bags though, he’s a good boy.

Bit judgey on eatery places pastries.

Shanks

I hope you enjoy getting nowhere because when you're at a mall with Shanks or out and about in town you will be stopping every ten steps because someone recognises him and comes over and chats.

Has no concept of how long he’s been talking.

Is the type to have a pint with breakfast or brunch when you guys hang out.

Sale on ugly pants? He’d push you down to get there first.

Always texting the gang when he’s out.

Lol Benn guess what, I saw Buggy and he was with that guy, you know, the one with the hook, lol lol

Will drop Uta off at the mall kids' soft play area even though she’s 18 and still forget to pick her up before leaving.

Ace

Low key baits mall cops by loitering around and looking like an issue but has no intention of being an issue.

Might skateboard inside the mall.

Poses with ‘no skateboard’ signs.

Hopefully, there isn't an arcade in the mall because if you had any intention of getting things done today, that won’t happen now.

Hungry every 20 minutes and has to grab snacks.

100% the kinda friend/boyfriend who sits on the seats outside the changing rooms holding all the bags and groaning, acting like it’s the worst thing in the world.

Is one of those people who opens push/pull doors wrong.

Marco

After taking five minutes to park correctly he’s happy to go with the flow.

Likes to have a coffee and a people watch with you, chatty and social.

But he will drag you to shoe stores and you will be sat there for ages as he tries on every strappy sandal in the place, walking up and down and asking you what you think.

“I like this one but I don’t know if it makes me too tall yoi.” while you can’t for the life of you tell the difference between that pair and the last 40.

If you meet him at the mall he might be late, very much the shows up 20 minutes late with Starbucks.

Has a tendency to wander off in shops and you spend half your time looking for him.

Doesn’t give a warning when entering a shop if something shiny caught his bird brain.

Benn

He hates the mall.

Imagine a dad who has to take his teenage daughter clothes shopping and that’d basically be him with Shanks.

Benn is a very ‘I know what I am here for’ in and out kind of person but he doesn’t mind going to other places with you.

Ignores staff-only signs when he knows there is a smoking area on the other side of that door.

Is the person to remind you of the ‘insert thing here we have at home’ and is a shop sensible person, though he won't say anything if you do buy another T-shirt that looks exactly like the one you already have.

Pretends to be annoyed at carrying the shopping, but he offered and he likes to help you out.

If you complain about your feet hurting he’ll helpfully tell you he told you to wear your other shoes.

Sabo and Luffy

Banned

Both have their pictures up in the security office.

Sabo for giving the mall cops the finger, graffiti, and shoplifting.

Luffy peed in the fountain and kept stealing pick-n-mix.

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anemptypuddingcup · 1 year

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I gotta say like.. I just discovered your blog and wow, you write really good!! 🤩

The most recent one with Zoro kinda swallowed me whole LMAO

So I was wondering if you could write a fic with the same jealous prompt but instead of it being Zoro can it be Shanks? Please n ty!! 🫶

Thank you! I appreciate it! I love writing but I sometimes think that my writing may be very repetitive at certain times, I’m glad you enjoy it!

I have been wanting to write about Shanks for some time now I still have one in progress at the moment, I absolutely don’t mind writing him now with the same jealous prompt, though it may go a bit differently than Zoro’s if that’s alright. This fic is very long again I got swallowed into the smut so my apologies-

Jealous Shanks x Fem!Reader Smut.

Contains; Jealous!Shanks. Slight Yandere!Shanks. Shanks is possessive in this one. Again, Reader is unintentionally making Shanks jealous. (Reader singing and dancing on top a damn table) Alcohol intake. Bondage. Overstimulation. I mean- heavy heavy overstimulation. Soft yet overstimulating sex. Y’all I dunno if you know this but I write for Shanks who has one arm. I adore the challenge it gives me to write. Nicknames like “Puddin’ Pop & Puddin’”

It was supposed to be a good and wonderful day, it was a day where everyone celebrated and had a good party even though it was Sunday, the beginning of a new week. The party was bumpin’ and even though you didn’t drink it was a special occasion which was rare and you wanted to have fun just like everyone else. You limited yourself to only one or two drinks and you were already tipsy by that point and didn’t want to go too far off the limit. Shanks watched as you took down two drinks and stopped yourself, he could see that you had good persistence. “Oi now puddin’ don’t go drinkin’ more than you need to, alright?” He warned before booping your little nose with his finger. You nodded and smiled before peppering a kiss to his cheek. “I won’t love, you know I don’t drink like that. I only drink on special occasions.” You reassured him before walking off.

He chuckled as he watched his precious little princess waltz off before taking another sip of beer from his cup. As the night grew darker, the party grew more frantic and funner though Shanks was starting to worry because he didn’t see you anywhere around the bar. It wasn’t too long before he found you surrounded by a group of drunk men cheering you on as you stood up in the table and sung your heart out. Shanks’ glare immediately grew darker as he watched all of the drunken fools stare at you with hungry eyes. He grips his sword handle as he slowly walks over to the circle of men and takes a seat as he watched you sing a little song while the men slowly began singing along with you. He couldn’t say that he didn’t enjoy watching you dance around in that pretty long dress while singing your song, but he would’ve loved it if they weren’t watching you as well.

The grip on his sword handle grew tighter as he noticed your dancing, how slow and majestic it was. Even though it was slow, your body was on full display for all of the perverts to see. Shanks didn’t appreciate the fact that men could stare at your beautiful body while you sang. He had to keep his act so he wouldn’t worry you, and so he puts on a smile as you danced even more.

It didn’t take long for you to notice your beautiful man’s smile, his pretty pearly whites making blush dust your cheeks immediately as you see it. Seeing his smile you smile back and wave at him frantically, happy to see that he’s finally joined the circle to watch you sing. Shanks smile grew wider with the facade slowly fading away. You looked so adorable, even though jealousy ran through his veins he couldn’t help but to swoon over his little princess dancing. He holds his arm out to you and you leap into his lap with a cute little giggle with his arm curling around your waist. He presses a kiss onto cheek before he looks up at you with half-lidded eyes. He looking into his eyes and blushed deeply, the alcohol in your system making you feel a bit warm in your lower abdomen. Shanks removes his arm from your waist and hold your hand.

“Snap outta it puddin’ we’re around people.” He says ,a slight giggle leaving his throat. You jolt and nod profusely , completely forgetting where you were. “A-Ah- Sorry. Your eyes are just so dreamy~” You slur, letting out a little laugh. He peers behind you and glares at all of the men around you, giving them a stare as if claiming that he’ll kill them if they kept staring at you, his princess. “Shankyy, is everything alright?” You asked, nuzzling into his neck. “Ah- yeah. Everythin’s fine puddin’. M’just ready to go home now.” He says before letting out a fake yawn. All he wanted to do was go home so he could have you all to himself, so he could touch and caress you. You nodded, agreeing that you were also getting tired. You stood up from his lap and pulls him along and out of the bar, with both of you completely forgetting to pay for Shanks’ drink.

Walking outside the bar, Shanks pulled you along down the sidewalk as he rush frantically to get to your house. “Oh! Very eager aren’t you sweetie?” You asked with a giggle. Shanks didn’t answer and instead stayed quiet as he held on to your hand. After making it home and locking the door behind you, Shanks slowly walked over to you before pushing you hard against the door. He presses his lips against yours before slowly sliding his tongue into your mouth, shocking you from his quick action. You slowly pull back and away from his kiss but he grips your chin and pulls your back in, wanting more of you. You wrap your arms around his neck and moaned softly as you felt something hard press up against your leg, making the pulsating more intense. Shanks finally pulls away from you, a string of saliva connecting to both of your lips as you both breathed heavily from the deep kiss.

“Want you now, I want you now puddin’” Shanks breathes as he wraps his arm around your body. You knew that he was probably a bit too drunk, but it didn’t bother you at all since the alcohol made you feel horny as well. “Let’s go to the bedroom then baby~” You whisper before pressing a kiss to his lips once again. Shanks pulls you up with his one arm and carries you into the bedroom, unable to contain his lust much longer. Entering your room, he softly lays you into the bed before closing the door and walking back over to the bed. He slides his hand up your dress and lifts it up, revealing your pretty matching lace panties. Shanks presses a smoosh to your thighs while you let out a little gasp before trailing your hand though his ruby red hair.

“Y’wanna try something different tonight puddin’?” He asked, peering up at you. You nodded, not bothering to question what the new thing would be. He smirks before pulling out some rope from under his bed. Your eyes widens in excitement as he wraps the rope around your wrists. Trying his best to tie the knot with his mouth and fingers, he pulls back to tighten it enough to where your hands couldn’t pull apart. You shivered with excitement as Shanks slowly pushes you down onto the mattress before lifting the long silky dress past your breasts and onto your chest. He presses kisses up and against your legs before trailing higher to in between your thighs. “Your skin is so soft…fuck puddin’~” Shanks groans as he feels himself growing hard against the quilt below you both.

He kicks his sandals off and crawls onto the bed before inhaling your sweet scent, making him let out a lengthy sigh. You blush, you always adored how Shanks would admire your body. He loops his fingers through your pretty lace panties before slowly sliding them off of your legs. Lifting one of your legs, he presses a smooch to your clit while you moan out from the feeling of his soft lips against it. He slides his tongue up and and through your folds while you couldn’t help but sit there and moan. The alcohol enhanced the feeling even if you weren’t too drunk. He slides his fingers along his tongue before slowly pushing them into your warm cunt. A lengthy moan leaves your lips as he begins to curl his fingers up into your g-spot before trailing his tongue along your clit.

“S-Shanks~” You moaned as you threw your head back from the pleasure. Shanks let’s put a little chuckle before pressing another kiss to your clit. “Moan s’more baby~” He whispers before scissoring his fingers inside of your warm and tight walls. A whimper leaves your lips as you feel yourself feeling more and more sensitive by the minute. Your toes curls as you feel his fingers pump in and out of you while he continues to suckle on your clit. You whine as you felt yourself growing close to your orgasm, with Shanks giving you a mischievous smile as he swirls his tongue around your sensitive little pearl. “S-Shanks~ M-M’gonna cum!~” You warn as you began to breathe heavily. Shanks laughs as he moves his fingers faster inside of you.

“Cmon puddin’ pop. Cum f’mee~” He groans as his cock grew harder from the sight of you. You moaned loudly before throwing your head back as your walls tightens around his fingers. “M-M’cumming! I’m cumminggg!~” You whined before your cunt gushes out cum out onto Shanks hand. A little moan leaves his lips as he enjoyed the sigh of you cumming onto his fingers. “My pretty girl~ Y’look so pretty like that.” He breathes as he slowly gets up to his knees. He quickly yanks his pants and briefs off as his cock springs out, hard with a red leaky tip. You slowly sit up, still recovering from your orgasm. Shanks slides his cock against your entrance, making you moan and shiver from the sensitivity. “W-Wait- I-I just came. S-Shanks-“ You say frantically before looking up at him.

Shanks ignored your pleas and slowly push into you, making you release a lengthy moan. “Ohh~ So tight ‘round me puddin’~ you’re gonna make me cum already.” He moans shakily as he thrusts into you. A loud and abrupt moan leaves your lips as he bottoms out inside of you before beginning to thrust into you, impatient to wait for you to adjust. “Need you~ I can’t wait any fucking longer~” He gasps as he begins to fuck into you hungrily. A whine leaves you as you tighten around his cock, the feeling of the long thick vein poking from his shaft sinking in and out of you while massaging your walls. “S-Shanks!~ F-Fuck!~” A whimper leave you as he presses a kiss to your neck before moving to your breasts, kissing and nuzzling into the soft mounds. Turning you onto your side, he puts your leg onto his shoulder as he fucks you so good yet so quickly. “You feel so good~ This tight lil’ pussy so hungry for my dick?” He asks as his hand held onto your hip.

You couldn’t answer to the the overstimulation, the feeling enveloping your body as Shanks made sure to hit the right spots for you. “Cmon puddin’ answer me~” He says, thrusting into your g-spot so deliciously hard. A loud gasp leaves you as you squirt onto his cock once again without warning, not even knowing that you were gonna cum again. Shanks only smiles and laughs as he continues to fuck into you while you whined, being unable to recover from your unannounced orgasm. “Hah! Hah! S-Shanks p-please!~” A cry leaves you as he picks up the speed of his thrusts. “Ah ah, I haven’t came yet puddin’~ just a little more baby girl~” He groans as he grew rather sweaty. A whimper left your lips as he kept going and you felt yourself wanting to cum again.

Shanks moves his hand down to your clit and rubbed circles onto it as his cock kept going in and out. A white creamy ring began to form at the base of his cock as your cunt tightens around him once more. “Gonna cum again puddin’? Cum on my dick again~” He says before letting out a groan. Tears brimmed at your eyes as you cum once more on his cock, now wanting him to stop or at least slow down. Your eyes cross as you feel him hit your g-spot harshly once again while his hand moves back to your hips. His heavy breathes increased as his thrusts grew frantic yet sloppy. You couldn’t help but to let out loud moans and cries as you felt yourself wanting to cum again. “I feel it puddin’~ Fuck I fucking feel it~” He breathes as his brows furrowed.

A whimper left your lips as you arch your back off of the mattress before squiring onto his cock once more. You hear Shanks giggle before you feel his cock twitch inside of you. “You better take all of it~ Take all of m’fucking cum puddin’~” A loud groan leaves him as he cums deep inside of your cunt, his hand gripping your hips tightly to keep you in place as he came. Tears streamed down your face as you felt so sensitive and overstimulated. Shanks peppers a kiss onto your lips before slowly wiping your tears away from your face. His body flops beside yours as he grew weak from his orgasm, tired from moving his hips so quick and intently. He pulls the ropes to untie them and your arms immediately wrap around his body and hug him tightly.

“Meanie, you fuckin’ meanie.” You whimper, angered at the fact that he tied you up just to overstimulate you. A nervous giggle leaves his lips before he kisses your lips once again. “M’sorry puddin’ pop. I got jealous.” He says nonchalantly, a smile bright across his face. “Seein’ you dance all on that table with all those pervs watch in’ ya, how could I not be?” He admits, his arm wrapped around your waist. You pout and turn away from him playfully. “Well…M’sorry baby…I didn’t know you felt that way.” You apologize, pressing a kiss to his head. He chuckles before kissing you back.

“S’okay. I just want my puddin’’ to be all mine, all to myself.” He says, pressing a smooch to your chest. “Well you have your puddin’ all to yourself Shanks, I’ll always be with you okay?” You reassure him. He smiles and nods, happy to hear such words leave your beautiful soft lips. “Well m’glad. I wanna keep my puddin’ all to myself, I love you.” He says, looking deep into your eyes. “I love you too sweetie~” You chuckle as you run your hand though his ruby red strands. A smile spreads across his face as you played with his hair, your hand soothing him and making him relax enough to grow tired. He was happy to hear you say it yourself to him.

You’re his no matter what.

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kai-malewife · 1 year

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Drunken Night | Alhaitham

Alhaitham x gen!reader

Summary: Alhaitham abhors alcohol. Not only is it harmful to your health, but it also reduces anyone to a blithering imbecile, much like his roommate. Alcohol turns people into fools, yet Alhaitham is one of them.

Warnings : Not explicit but pretty suggestive (implied smut), mention of alcohol/drinking, making out, fluffy teasing, Alhaitham is a bit ooc?, very clingy and affectionnate scribe, a little clumsy too

Cross-Posted on Ao3 @ Zhonglis_cake_saves_lifes

Link here!

To say that Alhaitham could not hold his liquor was a major understatement.

Sure, he'd had a drink with Kaveh a handful of times, seeing as the architect was quite the wine enthusiast, but he'd always limit his intake to no more than half a glass, hardly enough to get him tipsy in the slightest. He was always the responsible half, burdened with carrying his mindless roommate back home, the latter inebriated beyond recognition. He had grown accustomed to such a boundary and the unbidden duty it entailed, although at times he was more than inclined to abandon him there.

And now, sitting in the lounge of his very own home, he ponders: how is it that he finds himself in this predicament?

His entire face is searing hot to the extent of vertigo, a sharp dizziness rendering his brain unable to sustain a decent train of thought, all the while his clothes clutch onto his damp skin, feeling unduly constricting, especially in a certain area he would rather avoid mentioning…

Perhaps it was the fact that you were both already inside the house, and thus there was no need for either of you to remain sober? Or maybe was it your exasperating obstinacy in prodding him until he relented to your plea? It's not as though he is fond of alcohol; booze tastes foul and is nowhere near healthy for your liver, particularly with the amount you've both consumed over the past hour. Then again, just how long can he truly retain his inflexible façade when you're flashing him that bright, toothy grin of yours as you so very ‘innocently’ refill the cup in his hands?

He could rack his brains all night long, there was no denying that he was partly to blame for allowing himself to get carried away.

‘’Y’know alcohol’s supposed to loosen you up, right? No need t’be so stiff…’’

Your dulcet tones reach his reddened ears, each individual syllable keenly perceived, yet he struggles to process the sentences spilling past your lips. Glassy eyes dwell upon the pink flesh in motion, soft and seductive as strings of words flow, sparking within him a spontaneous urge to kiss you that he, unsuccessfully so, desperately attempts to suppress, unwilling to succumb to what he deems to be "uncouth" urges.

You’re facing him from the opposite end of the couch, peppily slurring nonsensical musings amidst a few hiccups, a sluggish smile etched on your face.

A costly, now half-empty bottle of wine stands tall atop the wooden coffee table adjacent to the sofa alongside two glasses, both devoid of liquid. The room is spinning, and he can already sense the onset of an astronomical migraine pounding within his cranium; the dim glow of the bulbs adorning the living room ceiling combined with the extensive amount of alcohol coursing through his veins barely allowing him to discern anything past your hazy figure.

‘’...Hm? Haitham?’’

He closes in, body moving of its own volition, as though immersed in a trance, regaining his senses only when the gentle scent of your perfume, impregnated with the faint stench of liquor, pervades his nostrils.

Your lids flutter shut in anticipation of a kiss, one which, curiously enough, does not occur.

A frown creases your brows in bemusement and you glance up at the scribe, solely to be met with his signature taunting gaze; his lips had remained hovering above yours, distant of hardly a few millimeters, and tugged in a smirk even more irritating than the amused glint in his eyes. You scoff.

‘’Seems like drinkin’ didn't knock that lame sense of humor out of you, huh... ’’

''I, for one, do not believe it could ever deprive me of such an inherent trait of my personality.''

Despite his elaborate vocabulary -and dirty tricks!-, it is plainly obvious that your lover is not quite his usual self given his feverish demeanor -pinkish cheeks and unfocused stare- and the way his words, jestingly mumbled at little above a whisper, loosely drift to your ears, distinctively low and monotone albeit uncharacteristically muddled, almost nasally. Hardly fitting for one as well-spoken as the Scribe.

You shove him away in a huff before turning your back on the man in retaliation for his nasty prank.

‘’Jerk.’’

‘’Oh my, your words deeply wound me.’’ Attentive to your reactions, or rather lack thereof, he snickers at your sulkiness; a quiet, nearly inaudible sound filling the air. ‘’Come on. Don’t be like that.’’

‘’Should’ve thought bout’ your actions much sooner then.’’

Perhaps it is due to the influence of the wine, but Alhaitham neither has the desire nor the intention to leave the poor you alone. He just can't help teasing you a little, even more so when you respond in such an entertaining manner.

His large palms settle on your waist in a delicate but clumsy gesture, and before long, his warm forehead softly collides with your back, pressing gently against your spine.

‘’I’m sorryyy.’’

He playfully stretches out the last syllable, not a shred of remorse apparent in his voice, his hold on you gradually morphing into a full-blown embrace. The heat emanating from him seeps through the fabric of your shirt as he nestles even closer.

The bizarre idea of a childish Alhaitham does not entirely sit well with you, but it is truly a sight to behold - not that you’d cave in and accept his half-assed apology just yet. After all, wouldn't it be much better to relish in the sporadic phenomenon that is a clingy Alhaitham for a little while longer?

Kisses begin to trail up your body, arising in the gap between your shoulder blades and extending all the way to the nape of your neck, ultimately spreading across your jawline with boundless affection and tenderness. And once you finally do turn to face him, to grant him all the attention he sought so dearly in his lovesick, drunken state, he doesn't miss the opportunity to capture your lips in one swift motion.

Your fingertips leisurely reach towards his face in response, all past indignation long forgotten. Silken digits loiter on the pale moonlight skin, gliding along each feature, each curve and bump, in mellow circular strokes, soundlessly indulging the contented sighs escaping his throat. You cup his cheeks, pulling him immeasurably closer, your tongues intertwining in a slow, lustful dance as he carefully eases you down onto the sturdy sofa arm.

He props himself up above your breathless form, and as things grow more and more intimate, he fails to notice the extent to which one of his hands, lying flat on the padded surface, had inched closer to the edge of the upholstered seat. Utterly enthralled by the intensity of the moment, intoxicated by the taste of your tongue and the heavy panting flooding the room, Alhaitham inadvertently exerts more weight onto his palm, causing, to no surprise, the latter to slip, and resulting in the Haravatat student falling off the couch, and of course, dragging you down along with him.

It takes you several seconds to fully comprehend the situation, the shock sobering you up a bit.

His bare, toned back is resting flush against the cool stone flooring, and you, blouse unbuttoned and damped in sweat, now straddling him.

‘’…Seems like gravity’s gotten the best of Sumeru’s feeble scholar, hm?’’

He rolls his eyes, mumbling a retort you don’t quite catch under his breath. You find yourself unable to hold in a laugh at the look of sheer embarrassment written all over his pretty face. The scribe was notorious for his foolproof schemes and frequently boasted -though he prefers to call it "merely asserting his abilities"- of his lack of blundering. It is therefore truly a remarkable feat to witness him fumbling in such comical fashion. You’d almost feel bad for him.

Almost.

Sensing the built-up arousal pulsing through his pants from beneath you, you flash him a smirk, preparing to resume what had been initiated on the snug sofa moments earlier when a sudden thought crosses your mind.

‘’I totally forgot but… Won’t Kaveh be home soon?’’

Alhaitham doesn't reply. Instead, he digs into his trouser pocket and retrieves a golden metal key dangling from an overly cutesy charm. Too cute for somebody the likes of your stoic boyfriend.

‘’Don’t worry about him, I already made sure he wouldn’t be an inconvenience.’’

#alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #alhaitham smut #alhaitham fluff

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cupidstan · 2 years

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my dbh boys helping you sleep

tags: insomnia, wholesomeness, cuddling, fluff

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𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗥:

“why aren’t you sleeping yet???”

is kinda confused as to why you’re not sleeping bc the only sleeping habits he’s used to is hank’s- who sleeps easily

after you explain a little to him he quickly connects the dots and nods a little (like that adorable little nod when he’s sat in the police station with hank omg he’s so adorable fufbdkdubffoi)

“okay… i’m gonna find some solutions and we’ll work through it.” he’s so practical-

silently searches into any sleeping pills you might potentially need but he won’t tell you that until he has all the evidence that you need medication

will go through a bedtime ritual with you even though he doesn’t need it bc he cares

isn’t huge on cuddling at first because he’s incredibly new to it but he finds that it helps soothe you back to sleep when you wake up so he cuddles you all the time

likes rubbing your back as you cuddle into him (it’s his favourite)

he’s awful at making drinks tbh but he does his best to make you a hot chocolate and other soothing beverages <3

limits your caffeine intake too

𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗞 𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡

“huh? wha? oh. hey, sugar.”

literally tugs you under his arm and then falls back asleep

he fucking sucks at staying awake bc he’s getting old. he needs his beauty sleep 😭

however- like connor he will do a bedtime routine with you. doesn’t let you drink alcohol or caffeine, even limits your screen time just in case

will let you cuddle with sumo on the bed even though sumo takes up a lot of space

however, sumo will get up in the middle of the night to get some water and then flop down on his own comfy bed so you have to roll over and cuddle hank instead

makes you hot drinks and they taste amazing <3

will take you to the doctors to get sleeping pills if it’s extreme insomnia

but if it’s more mild and a broken sleep pattern he will cuddle you back to sleep every time you wake up

𝗚𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗡 𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗗

he’s also an insomniac so he stays up with you

the two of you passed out on the couch together most nights <3

treats you to coffee in the morning when you’re both exhausted but still have to go to work

likes spooning but also likes chest to chest, both help him fall asleep a bit quicker

likes talking about his day with you when you’re both cuddled up together and watching some shitty film that mainly plays in the background

can’t sleep when you’re separated, so you practically live at his apartment

if you both work at dpd then he’ll put coffees on your desk in passing and shakes you awake if you pass out (loves it when you do the same for him)

adores days off where you both order food and lazy around together trying to catch up on sleep

overall he’s just as sleep deprived as you but you’re helping each other <3

𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗡

i hc he was a malewife domestic care robot (like daniel) before he became a deviant so he knows a lot about helping people fall asleep

will literally read you bedtime stories he’s so adorable 😭

best cuddler on the list, cuddles you straight to sleep he’s a natural

will watch over you bc androids don’t need sleep, even if you weren’t an insomniac he’d still watch over you <3

“do you want a hot bath and a nice drink to unwind?”

will get you aromatherapy sprays that you spray on your pillow to try and help <3

will also research medications like connor and suggest them to you (also suggests going to the doctor if you’re really struggling)

wakes you up with praises and a well earned coffee in the morning after you slept through most of the night bfnfksjsngkic he’s so cute 😭

#detroit become human #detroit become human x reader #dbh connor #connor x reader #dbh connor x reader #hank anderson #dbh hank #hank anderson x reader #gavin reed #dbh gavin #gavin reed x reader #dbh simon #dbh simon x reader #// 🎟 𝙘𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣’𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 #// ❣︎ 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣

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I'm really sorry to even ask for such a thing 🤣 but I just find it hilarious how disgusted they would be, I feel like it may even cause the freeze response that some people get in panic or danger situations but may I request the titans-especially Jason's- reaction to their friend and fellow titan (y/n) getting really drunk or truth serumed or something and saying that she thinks the Joker is kinda hot y'know if it weren't for the clown gimmick and all the terrorism

nearly every version is at least a little bit pretty even the animated ones lol looking at you btas and it does not help that he's voiced by marky mark, like how am I in love with a drawing 🤣🙃

Jason's Reaction to Reader Calling the Joker Hot.

You and Jason were out in a club, celebrating a victorious night after locking up a shit load of criminals.

You were having the time of your life, along with one shot, two shots, three shots, four. Usually, you had a good alcohol intake. You and Jason were known to be able to take plenty of drinks before needing to hurl.

But tonight, you were biting off more than you could chew.

You were at the bar, asking the bartender for another drink.

"Another one, babe? You're worse than me," Jason laughs, ordering the same thing you did.

"Not worse," was all you were able to mutter.

"You know..." You began to laugh, covering your flushed face with your hands, taking a couple of breaths before laughing again.

"Know what, mama?" He asks, curious, taking yours and his drink from the bartender, keeping it safe until you're ready for it.

"Not gonna lie... uhhh," you tried to think, rubbing your temples with your index fingers. "You.. you know uhhh Joke man.. The.. The Joker." Jason hums in response. "Low.. lowkey. LOWkey, Jay... Joker issss...uhmm... You know if you would take off the clown makeup.. anddd.. If he wasn't a.. a uhm.. homicidal maniac.. he lowkey kinda.."

Jason's face scrunches up. He drinks both of your drinks, and you whine in disappointment. "Jay!! I was gunna..mm drink that," and you start to cry.

"Nope, nope, nope. We're going back to the tower. You're definitely over your drink limit." He says, for once, being responsible.

"Why!! I'm not even feelin' sick yet," you pouted.

He scoffed, putting your arm over his shoulder as he supported you up, walking to the exit. "You basically just said the Joker was hot. That IS feeling sick."

"Ooooh, maybe you just jealous, Jason Wason," you puckered your lips close to his ear. "Is okay..mmm.. You're hotter, aha," you giggled, throwing your head back while laughing.

"Yeah, yeah, sure, say that to me when you're sober, babe."

POV, you're jason:

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also, soz i only did jason 😪😪 idrk how to write for anyone else 💀💀

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How to Achieve Timeless Beauty: 9 Expert Anti-Aging Tips for Youthful Skin!

Ah, the quest for eternal youth! Who wouldn't want to defy the hands of time and keep that youthful glow? Here are nine anti-aging tips that might just help you do that:

Stay Hydrated: Water is your skin's best friend. It keeps your skin hydrated, plump, and helps maintain its elasticity. So, bottoms up!

Protect Yourself from the Sun: Sunscreen is your shield against aging. UV rays can be harsh on the skin, causing premature aging and wrinkles. Slather on that sunscreen, and your future self will thank you.

Eat a Balanced Diet: You are what you eat, and your skin reflects that. Load up on fruits, vegetables, and foods rich in antioxidants. They help combat free radicals and keep your skin looking fresh.

Get Your Beauty Sleep: They don't call it beauty sleep for nothing! Your skin rejuvenates and repairs itself during the night, so make sure to catch those Z's for a radiant complexion.

Say No to Smoking: Smoking is not only bad for your lungs but is also a fast track to wrinkles. It accelerates the aging process, leaving you with fine lines and dull skin. Kick the habit for a youthful glow.

Moisturize, Moisturize, Moisturize: Dry skin is more prone to wrinkles, so keep it moisturized. Choose a good quality moisturizer that suits your skin type and make it a daily ritual.

Exercise Regularly: Exercise not only keeps your body fit but also boosts circulation, delivering more oxygen and nutrients to your skin. That post-workout glow is not just a myth!

Limit Alcohol Intake: While the occasional glass of wine won't hurt, excessive alcohol can dehydrate your skin and lead to premature aging. So, sip wisely.

Stay Stress-Free: Easier said than done, I know. But stress can wreak havoc on your skin. Practice relaxation techniques, take breaks, and find time for activities that bring you joy.

Remember, it's not about fighting age but embracing it gracefully. These tips are just ways to keep your skin healthy and happy as the years go by. Cheers to aging like fine wine! 🍷

#skincare #skincare tips #skin care #beauty tips #glowing skin #skin treatment #skincare routine #antiaging #natural skin care products #acne

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healthy-liiviing · 11 days

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10 Healthy Lifestyles

1. Balanced Diet

Eat a variety of nutrient-rich foods, including fruits, vegetables, lean proteins, whole grains, and healthy fats.

Avoid processed foods, sugary snacks, and excessive alcohol intake.

Practice portion control to maintain a healthy weight.

2. Regular Exercise

Incorporate physical activity into your daily routine, aiming for at least 150 minutes of moderate-intensity exercise per week.

Include a mix of cardiovascular exercises, strength training, and flexibility exercises.

Find activities you enjoy to stay motivated and consistent.

3. Sufficient Hydration

Drink plenty of water throughout the day to stay hydrated and support bodily functions.

Limit sugary drinks and opt for water, herbal teas, or infused water instead.

4. Quality Sleep

Aim for 7-9 hours of quality sleep each night to support overall health and well-being.

Establish a bedtime routine and create a sleep-friendly environment.

5. Stress Management

Practice stress-reduction techniques such as deep breathing, meditation, yoga, or spending time in nature.

Prioritize self-care activities and find healthy outlets for stress relief.

6. Regular Medical Check-ups

Schedule regular medical check-ups and screenings to monitor your health and detect any potential issues early on.

Follow up with healthcare professionals as needed and adhere to their recommendations.

7. Mental Health Awareness

Pay attention to your mental health and seek support if needed.

Practice self-care, engage in hobbies, and prioritize activities that bring you joy and fulfillment.

8. Social Connections

Cultivate strong social connections and maintain relationships with friends, family, and community.

Spend quality time with loved ones and engage in meaningful interactions.

9. Limiting Sedentary Behavior

Reduce sedentary behavior by incorporating movement into your daily activities.

Take breaks from prolonged sitting and find opportunities to be active throughout the day.

10. Positive Mindset

Cultivate a positive mindset and focus on gratitude, optimism, and resilience.

Practice self-compassion and embrace a growth mindset to navigate life's challenges.

By adopting these healthy lifestyles, you can enhance your overall well-being and lead a fulfilling life.

FOR LEARN HOW TO CREAT HEALTHY LIFESTYLE TAKE THIS EBOOK IN HERE : https://healthyus.gumroad.com/l/lifestyle

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dksw0rld · 9 months

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How I Achieved Glass Skin Without Trying

Yes, you read that right. I achieved glass skin literally without trying at all. With glass skin being pretty much the last thing on my mind actually. Partly because I was never insecure about my skin as I really didn't have any acne issues. I had smaller bumps on my forehead and a little bit on the other parts of my face but no big breakouts or chronic issues. Also partly because I was so focused on something else...want to learn how you can also achieve clear skin without actually trying to achieve clear skin? Keep reading for all the deets.

Okay, so, as I mentioned above - clear skin was not my focus. It was genuinely the last thing on my mind. My focus was on something better. My focus was (and is) on my overall health. Women nowadays are so focused on 10 step skincare routines to achieve clear skin and retain youthfulness. This is not me putting anyone down, if a 10 step skincare routine makes you happy than by all means continue on! I'm merely pointing out that women don't need to do all of that to heal their skin. The key word in that last sentence is heal. But enough of me talking, here's what I did to completely clear my skin by focusing on my overall health. **Everything I name below are things I still do.

Diet

I focused on consuming nourishing foods

I have veggies and / or fruit at every meal. No exception. I don't go a day without consuming them. I focus on foods that nourish my body from the inside out. I don't eat processed anything. I consume other types of carbs, not just bread or pasta.

2. I began to drink coconut water and pure pineapple juice first thing in the morning

I drink 8 - 10oz of coconut water mixed with pineapple juice every morning. I've seen a big difference with my hydration levels throughout the day.

3. I severely limited fizzy drinks

There's a specific brand of sparkling water I love (it's called Clear American) and I used to drink it regularly. There's nothing super unhealthy about this brand but it's still carbonated. When I began to limit drinking sparkling water, I noticed a difference in my body and skin. I also very rarely drink soda, and if I do it's always Ginger Ale. I mainly drink water with lemon, organic lemonade and hot tea.

4. I limit bread to one meal a day

I always eat a type of carb during breakfast as they give me the energy I need to go through the day. *Side note* carbs are not bad for you. Your body needs them! Processed carbs are what should be avoided. Anyways, I only eat bread one time a day and then I'll eat other types of carbs throughout the day. The bread I eat is always the least amount of processed possible. I only eat sourdough or whole grain bread. I like going to famers markets to purchase my bread. If I don't eat bread for breakfast then I'll potentially eat a slice or two at lunch but I avoid eating bread for dinner. I like to consume things my body can more easily break down at dinner.

5. I cut out alcohol

I never drank a whole lot. I've always been a 'glass of wine while hanging with my best friend' type of woman, but if I was out on the town I would drink cocktails. I cut mixed drinks out completely. If I go out I'll order a pineapple juice or ginger beer (which despite its name, is nonalcoholic). I will very occasionally have a glass of wine but that's about it.

6. I limited my caffeine intake

I have a cup of coffee with creamer and sugar in the morning and that's it for coffee. If I'm slowing down in the middle of the day I drink water first and make sure to get up and take a walk around my office to get my blood flowing. If I'm still dragging after a full cup of water and 30 minutes, I'll drink a chai, other caffeinated tea or a matcha.

Lifestyle

1. I shortened my skin care routine to 2-3 steps

Your skin does not need a lot. It needs to be taken care of from the inside out way more than it needs products on it. In the morning I do a serum, very very light exfoliation and a moisturizing hyaluronic acid lotion. At night I cleanse, put on eye cream and use the same lotion. Once or twice a week I'll do a face mask. That's it! When I switched to this simple routine and focused on my overall health, my skin began to thrive.

2. I began to walk more

I sustained an injury so I wasn't able to walk as much as I was before. Once my injury healed and I was able to walk again (in the midst of all the other changes I was making), I noticed a difference in my energy level and changes in my body. Walking is so great for you, including great for your skin!

3. I began to sleep with a satin pillowcase every night

I ditched the regular pillowcase and switched to a satin one. I did this switch for my hair, not my skin but I've noticed it's helped with my skin a lot as well.

That's it! Once I made these simple changes and was consistent with them, I began to notice how much more amazing I felt. Then one day I looked up and my skin was completely clear. Not a small bump in sight. You don't need to buy all these acne products off of Amazon to get rid of your problem areas. Focus on nourishing and healing your body from the inside out. That's the secret.

#self care #dk #skincare #love yourself

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 5 months

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Hello, my dear friend! 😎

I hope you're having a wonderful day. I've come to fulfill my noble quest, as promised.

So, we've already had pregnant MC, which I adore and cherish, like all your works. What you do is amazing, and I hope you know that. You bring the kind of joy into our lives that I think does wonders for our weary souls. On top of that, you're one of the kindest souls I've ever met, and I'm lucky to have you in my life and be able to call you my friend. Seriously, you're a miracle and you make the world a better place.

But to my actual request. Could you please do headcanons about the M6 being pregnant? Seahorse dads are very much encouraged 👀 I often think about having children with Nadia, but I don't really like the idea of being pregnant myself (although our dear Countess does make me want to consider it every once in a while. The baby fever is very strong with her.) Plus, I'm certain there are other people like myself who prefer not to get pregnant or they simply can't for various reasons.

Thank you! Hugs to you and much love 🤗❤

Ps.: I'll kiss you if you do it (in a friendly but still very gay way)

The Arcana HCs: When M6 get pregnant

@theintrovertbean I'm here to collect my platonic but still very gay smooch, please :3 (In all seriousness though, I keep rereading your kind words and trying not to cry, that means so much to me. I'm so glad I get to call you my friend too!!)

-- CW for mpreg (obviously). for headcanon purposes, all members of the M6 want to have a child with MC and are happy with being the partner to be pregnant. whether this happens by natural means, depending on what reproductive system you headcanon them as having, or by *magic*, said baby is 50% your DNA and 50% theirs. --

Julian

Did the two of you take active steps to make it possible for him to carry your child? Yes. Did he think he would be fortunate enough for it work? No. Is he surprised now, even though it's planned? Yes

The most freaked out about what his body is in the process of doing. Again, this is something he agreed to and genuinely wants, but it's just so surreal to him that he keeps needing to rationalize it

His way of rationalizing things is to study them

This does not help his ever-present anxiety, especially when he has to limit his caffeine intake and his mood swings are even more intense than normal. He is going to bury himself in research

And then completely freak himself out with the assorted random weird facts, unhinged medical theories, and pregnancy horror stories that he encounters. Which isn't good for the baby

Speaking of, he keeps swinging wildly between being hyperaware of the tiny creature he's growing and completely forgetting about his state. Suddenly his self-care directly impacts someone else

Spending nine months with limited caffeine intake and 0 alcohol was actually very good for him. (even if it made him cranky at first)

The overall process was fairly smooth for him - he didn't have a lot of awful symptoms, and the only health scares were his own anxious "what if" spirals after reading horror stories before bed

Kept working the whole way through (though with considerably fewer hours so he could get more sleep), and generally did a great job whenever he wasn't thinking too hard about it all

Asra

They never actively envisioned this happening in their future, but when you brought up having kids in the first place they were already fairly open to the idea of being the one to carry the baby

There was definitely magic involved in the conception. He's too extra for there not to be (plus, a little boost never hurt anybody)

For such a normally chillaxed person, they did not take this decision lightly. Everything from planning, to conception, to preparing to raise a kid is full of intentionality

He wants to ensure that his kid gets a childhood that lasts as long as they need it to and a happy, safe environment to grow and explore. His baby fever wasn't intense but his nesting habits are

They get in several last crazy adventures before they start to feel the pregnancy and then spend the rest of it either sleeping, getting the baby's space ready, or eating the most unreal food combos

Seriously, you expected weird cravings, but considering how unusual his tastes already are you didn't think it could get much weirder. It can get so, so much weirder (he even managed to finally pry open that jar of kool-aid pickled garlic and put it in custard)

Between their parent's enthusiastic support and Nadia and Julian providing full medical backup, they are well looked after

Not to mention the pregnancy glow. He makes it look ethereal

They aren't fond of physical discomfort, though, and it makes them unusually broody and cuddly. Please give them snuggles

They spend weeks creating the most whimsical nursery

Nadia

She was actually the one to bring it up when she started talking about her expectations of marriage with you after proposing

For how strained her own relationship with her family is, she's more excited about starting one of her own with you than you expected. When you tell her that you want kids too, she's all for it

Sets a rule as soon as she tells her family that she won't be accepting more than two visitors at a time. Namar nearly revolts

Her pregnancy was not easy, at all. It was months before she could keep a full meal down, she was in near constant pain, and the fatigue was unrelenting. And she never let on in public, at all

Seriously, the only people who knew how hard it was were her close friends, trusted Palace people, and doctor. From the outside it was as if she couldn't feel it at all and life carried on as usual

The biggest noticeable difference (aside from her growing bump, which she somehow managed to make her draping clothes look even more regal with) was having Portia deliver speeches for her

Towards the final few months, it caught up to her enough that she couldn't be nearly as active as she used to. She turned one of her side chambers into her office and took all her meetings there

It also became evident how much the Palace staff loves their countess - the cooks worked tirelessly to find easy meals for her (and satiate every craving beyond the laws of culinary art)

Not to mention that the garden was immaculately kept

The amount of gifts for the baby took up several small closets

Muriel

He didn't bring it up. No, you brought it up, because of how out of hand his baby fever was getting. He'd gone from begrudgingly letting kids climb on him to actively offering to help watch them

Which turned into a lifestyle - he started spending all his free time carving toys so he could carry them in his pocket in case some shy toddler looked like they wanted one. You're running out of firewood

He offered to be the one to carry the baby, if you didn't want to

The psychological aspect of it is much harder for him than the physical. He knows his own body, he knows his strength and capacity for survival, and he's comfortable with what he's doing

But that is a whole other person-to-be he's growing, they deserve the best they can get, and he's not convinced he's the best

Is this ... selfish of him? Is this greedy? He knows he'll put everything he is into being a good parent, but what if someone else's best is better than his? MC, what are we doing??

These anxiety spirals happen frequently, either when he's gone too long sitting by himself or when the pregnancy insomnia makes it impossible for him to sleep the amount he normally likes to

On the plus side, the mood swings actually make it easier for him to express what he's feeling (and for you to know what's going on with him) so that you two can navigate it together

Asra is so excited to have a nibling that they stop by almost every day with baby gifts (and supplies from Nadia, once she knows)

He full body freezes every. single. time the baby moves

Portia

Oh, she's wanted to have a house full of kids since she was a kid in a house full of kids. She brought this up with you as soon as she started talking about a future together and she is so pumped

Literally nothing about the concept of it fazes her. She's helped with plenty of pregnancies and births, she's seen the good, the bad, and the ugly, and she is fully confident with you by her side

In her mind, this is the first of many (assuming all goes well, which she fully believes it will) so this is her chance to take things as they come and note them down for future reference

Keeps a daily journal with all her pregnancy observations, plus doctor's notes from weekly check-ups and plans for the baby

You didn't know pregnancy could make somebody more powerful but somehow she's done it. You expect it to catch up to her at some point and for her to take time off to rest, but she doesn't

The pregnancy glow is real and it is named Portia Devorak. You've never seen her hair so bouncy and full (shedding increases x10)

The biggest downside is that she can't stand the smell of cooking or baking anymore, which has long been one of her comfort activities. You'll have to manage meal prep (or partner with a chef)

Speaking of, half the Palace is asking for updates on a daily basis (which she happily provides). Nadia's showering her with more supplies and maternity leave than Portia wants to accept

Julian panicked about being the doctor until Mazelinka shoved him aside and took over as midwife. Portia's in skilled hands

Lucio

This was not planned. This was a happy accident. (Though Bob Ross never painted such a surprised, panicked, violent tree)

Whether because protection didn't work, or because Lucio saw a glowing orb in a weird dream and decided to mess with it while he was sleeping next to you, neither of you were remotely prepared

It doesn't really compute for him at first. The growing thing in his stomach is about as real as the tooth fairy - it's a concept that people tell him about before he goes back to daily life

It's a concept he's fiercely protective of and wants the best for

On a practical planning level, you two take advantage of his relatively easy first few months to take on a bunch of high paying jobs and revisit villages that seemed like a good spot to stay in

He's almost symptom-free until the bump really starts growing and his body starts adjusting for the extra weight. Thankfully by then you've found a place to settle down and reliable income

Lucio, understandably, becomes a complete diva once you do

He's pretty darn proud of what his body is doing, and he's relieved beyond words that he's having an easier time than what his mother described, but he does not like the way he looks

Or the aches and pains, or the breathlessness, or the way his whole body feels swollen and sore. (at least his hair looks nice)

You've never had such a hard time keeping him to his intended budget. He sees one (1) baby item and his wallet flies open

His sweet tooth gets 1000 times bigger than it already is

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #lucio morgasson

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