#PLEASE DONT REPORT!!! ♡

[ghostarii]

childe is a dirty bastard with a nasty obsession for you. he finds you so beautiful, so gorgeous and filled to the brim with visual blessings. he can’t help how his cock grows and hardens at the sight of your filled out frame and he can’t leave himself that way . . . so he jerks off. wraps his calloused hand around his thick cock and drags it up and down with shut eyes and a gaped mouth, imagining it was your soft hands making him feel good. he did this often, hiding in bathrooms or waiting until he gets home and releasing all over his sheets. but at some point, it’s not enough.

so, if you ever get a text from your good friend childe, reading “attachment: 1 video”, don’t be surprised when you see his cock sliding in and out of a fuck doll. the sound is lewd and nasty—squelching and wet slapping that rings off in unison with his grunts and pretty moans. he moans your name, groping the fake tits of the doll, “so fucking pretty for me . . . ngh, fuck—“ he had to let you know how he felt. what you do to him. so he raises the angle of his phone, showing the tablet that displays a selfie of you—one you sent to him when asking him which lipstick shade looked better on you. he groans louder, pounding the doll even furiously, “you’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum . . .”

he said he wanted to breed that tight cunt and make you his. you hadn’t even realized the video was three minutes long and you were nearing the end. he whimpers as he pounds tougher, snapping his hips against the doll with sniffles of your name and begs for his release. and then he cums. spills his seed deep in the doll with a guttural moan and fucked up camera angle as he doubles over. there’s a shuffling sound and then you can see clearly: see the load of cum spilling out of the doll, and he fingers the spill back in, moaning at the sight. “‘ts gonna be you next . . .” he murmurs, and the video ends.

you never saw him that way. he was your friend. but that promise he made at the end had your cunt throbbing, waiting for that treatment.

#genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #minors & ageless blogs do not interact. #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #genshin headcanons #genshin smut #genshin imagines #childe x fem!reader #childe x reader #childe smut #childe scenarios #tartagalia smut #tartaglia x you #tartagalia x reader #tartaglia x reader #PLEASE DONT REPORT!!! ♡

[bbyjackie]

𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating feat: zoro

♡ liked by FRAAANKY, nicorobin and 2.2k others

_ynln: moments before disaster

tagged: theroronoa.zoro

blackleg.sanji: PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE. ILL TREAT YOU BETTER THAN HE COULD EVER YN PLEASE. 🙏🙏😫😫

↳ lovenami: stop praying on their downfall

↳ sogekingg.usopp: ONG, yn is the only one who can keep zoro from getting lost. im not risking their breakup ☝️☝️

↳ theroronoa.zoro: @blackleg.sanji stay mad that u got no bitches

theroronoa.zoro: its not my fault you fell

↳ _ynln: bitch ive seen u deadlift a building 😐

↳ theroronoa.zoro: it is what it is 🥱

blackleg.sanji: scribble out his face my queen, he's ruining your beauty 😙😙

♡ liked by theroronoa.zoro, ilovecottoncandychopper and 3.4k others

_ynln: my boyfriend is the hottest

tagged: theroronoa.zoro

theroronoa.zoro: fan behaviour 🥱

↳ _ynln: nvm my bf sucks

sogekingg.usopp: DAMN BRO EVEN GOT ME FEELING SOME TYPE OF WAY 🥵🥵

↳ FRAAANKY: VALIDDD HES BUILT 🫡

↳ _ynln: agreed 🫣🫣

↳ sogekingg.usopp: keeping the rest of us humble

↳ theroronoa.zoro: i hate you guys

♡ liked by ace, p1rateking_luffy and 1.9k others

_ynln: pizza bites are the loml 💞

tagged: p1rateking_luffy, blackleg.sanji

theroronoa.zoro: wtf when did this happen

↳ _ynln: when u locked me out so u could sleep

↳ theroronoa.zoro: you could've woken me up and we could've made pizza instead of u and that stupid cook

↳ _ynln: last time i woke u up, u almost three sword styled me 😭😭

↳ p1rateking_luffy: I was there too!! Thanks the invite yn 😁😁

↳ theroronoa.zoro: wait luffy was there too? was everyone but me hanging out with MY girlfriend?

↳ FRAAANKY: OMG ARE U GUYS ARGUING RN

↳ ilovecottoncandychopper: guyss please don't fight :((

↳ CAPTAIN.KIIIID: fight

blackleg.sanji: WAKE ME UP ANYTIME TO MAKE MIDNIGHT SNACKS MY GODDESS YN 🧎🏼‍♂️🧎🏼‍♂️

↳ theroronoa.zoro: just so yk i reported this comment for harassment

theroronoa.zoro: how am i not the love of your life 🤨

↳ _ynln: tough, maybe cause u dont post me

↳ FRAAANKY: post her @theroronoazoro

↳ p1rateking_luffy: Post her @theroronoazoro

↳ sogekingg.usopp: post her @theroronoazoro

♡ liked by jinbe, _ynln and 4.5k others

theroronoa.zoro: my gf is the prettiest person in the world i love her. this is a yn dedication post.

slide 1: my gf waking me up after she found me on the streets.❤️‍🔥

slide 2: there's two cute things in this photo. my gf is cuter. ❤️‍🔥

slide 3: teaching my gf how to down booze. she's perfect. ❤️‍🔥

slide 4: my gf having fun at the gym waiting for me to finish my workout. ❤️‍🔥

tagged: _ynln

_ynln: zoro omg i love u sm 🥹💕💕

↳ theroronoa.zoro: ❤️

nicorobin: this is cute

blackleg.sanji: CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP

ilovecottoncandychopper: i love u two together 🙂

↳ _ynln: AWW CHOPPER <33

jinbe: i support this message

lovenami: first post in 8 months and it's his gf, who wants to jump onto the train tracks w me

p1rateking_luffy: yn's feet

↳ lovenami: do u think we can sell photos of them?

↳ _ynln: guys what the actual fuck

_ynln 17m

[_ynln] theroronoa.zoro replied to your story: love you

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #one piece smau #one piece imagine #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #smau #kid x reader #sanji x reader #usopp x reader #zoro x y/n #zoro headcanons #roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x y/n #one piece x you #one piece fluff #one piece scenario

[asurix]

''You're cunt taste just like sweets~''

Ranpo x fem!reader ♡

Genre: NFSW/SMUT, fluff at the end, sub!Ranpo on fluff♡

Content warning : Smut,Cunt l!cking, vag!nal sex, fem!reader, afab,praising,degrading,dom!ranpo,sub!fem!reader,mean!dom,unprotected sex ♡

There no way i wouldnt let this man...

ANYWAYYYY ML i will call you my luvies/moots for the people who follow me <3!! i am very very very new when it comes to TUMBLR i am not new to fanfic and i have written a bunch of them in wattpad...yeah ew, ANYWHO i am going to make my first post about my cute amazing lover RANPOOOO yaya applauds for him because i know he loves praises JJAHDJKAHDH but i will of course begin i wont let you guys wait ♡♡♡ but please be gentle on me this isn't my first time but i might have spelling errors so please spare me :c

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 RANPO

You were sitting at the office at the ADA workplace, you normally write reports at you're apartment but you had to stay for a bit longer due to issues of dazai causing problems wit kunikida wich made them pretty slow, so you had to overwork for just today, as you were sitting at you're desk writing the reports you glanced at youre former partner Ranpo, as usual he was eating a lolipop not even bothering with the mess, the hard candy wrappers, goody bags and chocolate wrappers all over his desk, you softly sighed still not understanding how he could be the ''smartest'' detective at the agency but so stupid and childish? you had enough of that thought and continued working, but for Ranpo he wasn't working with anything at all because Fukuzawa was getting off his case just because he's the most respected person at the agency,

Ranpo playfully walked over to you're desk and placed a hand on you're computer trying to close it, as he was about to you caught his hand and pushed it away just slightly, not for him to whine and complain about how ''aggresive'' you were. ''Oh come on Y/N! you dont need to be like that'' he said brightly, ''Like what?'' you asked confused, ''you're acting boring like theres no meaning to life, light up a little would you?'' he said a bit annoyed and confused as if he didnt understand why you were like this, '' Come again?'' you said once again baffled, ''You know what i mean!'' he raised his voice a little bit, you ignored him and went back to you're work, as soon as you were about to lift you're pen you felt something touch you're cloth underneath you. ''Ranpo what the?-'' you got cut off by a slight moan as you felt Ranpo pull you're panties out the way so that he could expose you're already wet cunt for him, ''such a pretty cunt'' he said still holding his lolipop from before

As he finished his lolipop he asked a question that caught you off guard, ''i wonder if you're cunt will taste just like sweets Y/N~'' just as you were about to protest you got once again cut off by Ranpo giving you're cunt kitten licks ''ah~ R-Ranpo...what are you d-doing?!'' you bickered with slight bit of pleasure but it wasn't really something you wanted, right?

Ranpo didn't listen to what you had to say and continued licking you're cunt, pushing his toungue deeper inside you

'' You taste just like sweets Y/N~'' you gasped loudly as he started circling the tip of his tounge on you're clit,

'' You like that dont you?'' he said smirking he loves seeing you in such a state ''y-you idiot...what the f-fuck is A-AH~'' you choked on you're moan as he pushed not 1 but 2 fingers inside you, '' f-fuck n-ngh~ please Ranpo i think im going to-'' you looked down to see ranpo giving you a playfull wicked look, '' Dont you worry beautiful ill make sure you feel really good~'' Ranpo said innocently, as he got out of the desk, stood up then unbuckled his pants, ''w-wait wait Ranpo!'' you said frightened, just as you were about to say something he got behinde you then lined up, ''you ready?'' he said kisses her neck from behinde, ''Ranpo...'' you said softly, ''yes, Y/N?'' he said back matching you're energy, '' Please go slow..'' you said shivering out of the climax you were about to hit from him just sucking you're clit and fingering you, ''he slammed inside her without any warnings, she gasped almost at the verge of crying,

''NGH~ RANPO YOU WERE'NT S-SLOW AT ALL?!'' you whined with anger and frustration, ''sorry princess ngh.. y-you're just so fucking tight i-'' he hissed as she cleanched around his cock, ''you're such a slut Y/N'' he smiled, breathing and huffing, he put his head on the crook of her neck and started penetrate her fully, ''ah~ Ranpo i'if you continue like this i might-'' she whined, ''Not yet beautiful, you're such a good bitch, all moaning and whining for me'' he grinned but groaned right after. ''you can come now beautiful'' she moaned as she reached climax, Ranpo cumming right after, they both exhaled making a hot steam of atmosphere surronding them,

''I hope i did a good job beautiful~'' he smiled, breathing heavily ''as if! you never got premission of me do so what makes you think im happy with you idiot'' you said ranted, ''so i didnt do a good job?'' he lamented, ''well...i guess you did a okay job'' you rolled you're eyes but soon got caught off by Ranpo giving you soft kisses on the neck, you giggled at the unexpected movement Ranpo had just pulled.

You both cleaned up and started chatting, you were sitting at the desk you guys had just fucked, Ranpo was sitting on you're lap, wrapping his arms around you're waist and his head crooked on you're neck, he was mumbling about something but you couldn't make out what he was saying but instead you both went to sleep

In the end of the day you alone got scolded by kunikida for not finishing the report you were assigned to do.

#ranpo smut #bsd ranpo #smut #fanfic #bungo stray dogs #anime #manga #bsd smut #ranpo x fem reader #ranpo x reader #bsd #౨ৎ — archive

[lizaluvsthis]

Hello everyone and welcome to my blog! (master post)

Hello Hello! My name is Liza (without the E)

I'm a SMG34 Shipper and a Fan of SMG4's contents!

People are only allowed at my blog if you're 13+ I cuss sometimes and well you might find other things disturbing or not on the way-

Too many tabs! Still arranging them!

My Romance Trope For these two

OFFICIAL TWITTER ACCOUNT

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Persona right here :>

FANARTS + SPECIAL THANKS

TOP SECTION:

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AU and Comic by me

Flashback and plot idea by @justin-peudeau

About: "Indigo Secret":

How long was is planned?

Coffee N' Bombs / Brewing Romance AU:

Design created by me

AU and Fanfic by @shygirl4991

SMG4's Uni CnB outfit

SMG3's CnB outfit

Confused who owns the AU?

ABOUT CNB BR AU

Whats so good about it?

Pride Bombs! - aroace too

My Arts for CnB BR: CLICK HERE!

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Snowtrapped 3.0...:

For somereason.

ITS DISCONTINUED!!!

Moving Out - A short smg34 comic

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My SMG34 headcanons

Boundaries + Shipping + Sexualities

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UPDATES - LINK

My pronouns go by They/Them

Undiagnosed ADHD person

Country? What country...

Birthday:

First month of the year?

How many fingers in one hand?

500+1000+509=?

I'm Pansexual (buttt I'm in the asexual spectrum)

Gender? I have no gender I'm a blueberry

(Following gifs are from- Blinkies)

I love to illustrate and write silly fanfics and make other stuff :)

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I have an artist collaborating with Idea and Art from some parts of the chapter please send thanks and appreciation to @justin-peudeau

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You can find their fics about the AU just by looking at their blog (its somewhere :))

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[FANFIC NOT AVAILABLE - GETTING RE-WRITTEN]

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Design for EMO SMG4 is out

Same goes to TAG6

If you want to make fanarts from my works you can! Just mention me in the tags. I also can't wait to get asks/requests from you guys!

I also do bunch of researches and analytics, I'm busy at the moment in sometimes I won't be there to respond quickly!

(Again I'm a minor student who's still studying)

By the way- if you ever see my arts in pinterests, instagram, or any kind of other social platforms there is? THAT. is NOT. ME. Report it to me immediately. This account is the only social platform I use and not any other type of apps.

I've been aware that other people steal arts without permission mind doing me a favor to not repost mine somewhere else okay?

I don't do any of that NSFW crap so don't accuse me of it.

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HOBBIES AND INTERESTS-

- Voice Acting

I get paid to voice act

I was known for voice acting:

Secret Level - NIGHTMARE: Never Ending by Midori

Voice auditioned from the past Gacha Era

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I can edit videos

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Traditional/Digital

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Barely written any songs and also create music but I do make them

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I do plenty ukulele, piano, and drummer

My most favorite thing of all is singing

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I also make written documents about the ship or any other type of opinions- or anything at all

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Talk more about the husbands or anyother bunch of stuff about SMG4

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We can collab just keep things appropriate pls I don't want to get involved at people who're toxic/problematic

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I'm Semiactive- I dont mind spam likes or reblogs (well appreciated with love)

#smg4 smg3 #smg3 #smg4 #smg34 #supermarioglitchy4 #lizaluv #indigosecret #little purple diary #mario

[barbiiebrat]

pls read <33

limits:

no one under 18, or who knowingly interacts with those under 18 is allowed on my blog. i will report you.

no real life threats to my personal safety

no feederism/weight play/body shaming, raceplay, scat, vomit, incest

soft limits (fantasy ok, in-depth fantasy or real life not so much): anal, gore, piss, gaping, body mods, public stuff (i LOVE in fantasy!!!!)

all of this is fantasy, between consenting adults, who are equal partners in the relationship

real life homophobes transphobes racists etc DNI!!!!

i’m not planning to meet up with anybody irl!!

do not ask me for photos!!!!

if you have a wife or gf and she doesn’t know you’re in my dms DONT BE IN MY DMS!!!

notes on the way i speak:

i usually default to masculine honorifics but if your pronouns aren’t in your bio and that’s not how you want to be referred to please please lmk i’m not trying to misgender you but if it wasn’t clear i have a misogyny kink ;)

i say things like bunny gf wolf bf etc and i don't mean that literally! i'm not a furry/monsterfucker (no hate it's just not my thing) it's very much an energetic thing

same with like “older brother bf” he’s AN older brother he’s not MY older brother

additionally when it comes to the word "daddy"- it's not generally my thing i don't have a daddy kink, if i say/reblog dad bf it's an energy and care thing, daddy is an energy it's a vibe it's a feeling you create. don't ask me to call you daddy, it really makes me less likely to

i'm a brat :) through and through and while i embody more good girl energy here than irl sometimes i will be being a brat. not sorry.

appearance:

♡ i have just past shoulder length (i'm growing it out) dark brown hair with the blond underside (narcissa malfoy hair)

♡ i'm pale with brown/green hazel eyes

♡ i'm 5'7 ish

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that's all for now

just… leaving this here:

#mine #anon <3 #fav #unsexy #ask #me core

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook: Velvet Heart 🔞

There's something wrong with Jungkook.

Tags/Warnings: Yandere AU, Idol!Jungkook, captivity, emotional manipulation, violence (not against mc), injury, medication and abuse of such, obsession, OCD, blackmail, very shady ways of the company in regards to JKs issues, fluff but its.. You'll see, NSFW mentioned but not descriptive

Length: Short

!! Disclaimer: I do not believe Jeon Jungkook to be like this, God no. This is pure fiction, and meant to be seen as nothing but entertainment. Thank you.

♥━━━━━━━━━━━♡━━━━━━━━━━━━♥

Jungkook has always been an odd kid.

But nowadays, there's no denial that there's something terribly wrong with the now young adult. He's social when needed, a perfect actor in front of the media, shows himself as both sexy and cute to please a broad variety of fans. But he's not quite right in his head, and everybody knows.

Onve you know what he's capable of, what he's already done, that smile of his looses its innocence. Those eyes of his change in their sparkle. His grin is no longer cute- it's dangerous. Menacing. Like a wolf snarling in your face.

It's not a smile of happiness. It's more like a warning.

No one's ever allowed in his hotel room - not even room service. He himself actually has a habit of bringing along his own bedsheets, so you'll never leave a trace of yourself anywhere, but at his own home, he shares with you. If he has to bring you along to schedules, no one's allowed to look at you, speak to you, nothing. You're basically to be treated as invisible. Only he can ever interact with you.

And you? Well.. you don't have many memories apart from him.

Found by him at the side of a lake, washed up from your own failed act of jumping out of life, you'd suffered harsh injuries to your brain, leaving you with not only amnesia, but other problems as well. When he'd taken you home, late at night, you couldn't even talk, didn't know how to hold cutlery. He'd instantly done his own research, had looked up ways and therapies he could manage by himself- and so, he somehow helped you learn to exist again.

Maybe that's why you're so attached to him. Horribly so.

You still have a hard time speaking most of the time, but he understands you just fine. Or maybe he doesn't care. You don't mind.

You remember however, when you'd learned the word 'hate'.

You'd spoken it to him one day, randomly to ask what it meant, and he'd suddenly developed an entire mental breakdown. Hands on your shoulders slightly shaking you on the couch, eyes wide open and filled with terror. "No." He said, chanted almost. "No, no, no, no, no!" He shook you, back and forth. "Dont say that, don't ever say that to me! Ever!" He barked before he stilled. "I know you hate me. Everybody does. It's because I'm me, isn't it?" He'd laughed, shaking hands holding your cheeks, before they held your neck. "You do, don't you? You hate me?" He smiled, but you shook your head. He copied the action, amused, emotions all over the place. "No?" He chuckled. "You're such a liar, princess." He laughed, thumb running over the front of your esophagus, before his hands traveled again, forcing your face to look at him. "Thats fine. I still love you." He mumbled. "I'll always love you." He grinned, before kissing you softly.

Sometimes he's like that.

Jungkook doesn't trust anybody, not even himself. He's terrified of loosing you, has invested in a simple portable camera to set up in the hotel room wherever you might stay, so he can watch you like now, as he's getting his makeup done. Everyone, including the other members of the band, know this isn't good. This isn't healthy. But he's a major part of the success they all have.

If he's exposed as a high-functioning sociopath who's keeping someone hostage out of twisted love, everything would crumble to ashes.

So reporters are paid off if they ever find hints. Lawyers are always on call if things go south, or if Jungkook breaks another staff's jaw for accidentally mentioning you. Psychologists are there if one of the members has to watch the youngest pull someone's teeth out from their throat again after snapping out of control because the guy had been smiling at you.

Jungkook had even expected a thanks for it. He'd saved the guy's life, after all.

It's not healthy. Not at all.

But money rules the world- and Jungkook makes them all a lot of it.

Without him, the house of cards will fall and burn.

♥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♥

On the twelfth of January, he always celebrates with you.

You don't know why, and you also dont know what. You're sure you know it's not your birthday, and neither is it his, but then again, you don't really care either way. You live from one day to the next, and you exist because Jungkook wants you to. So you're happy when he's happy.

"Do you like it?" He smiles, holding out another spoonful of cake to you. You happily accept it while your legs swing back and forth from the height of his lap. He likes feeding you. It reminds him of the earlier times, when he'd just found you. Sometimes, when he's feeling gloomy, he'll Revive those old habits. He'll help you eat, help you clean your face or brush your teeth.

He loves reminding himself that without him, you'd be read. Rotting next to the waters, eaten by bugs and torn apart by animals.

Instead, you live a lavish life under his watch, enjoying what the world has to offer every day. He's trained you like a dog, after all these years. He can trust you. You won't ever run away.

You're way too scared without him, after all. As you should be.

You fall asleep in his arms a bit later on the hotel bed, filled with sweets and his love, while he scrolls for some stuff on his phone. He smiles when he looks at a photograph from the news on the TV he took on his way home one day.

[Missing girl officially declared dead after only one year and two months, police reports. Parents: "we want to move on." All investigations closed as of yesterday, as the case comes to its end.]

Recorded on the 12th of January, three years ago.

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It's quiet around him, these days.

With the lawsuits wrapping up behind closed doors and far away from the public eye, fans worry about the maknae due to his silence. Meanwhile, he himself couldn't be happier, having spent the third day in a row waking up late during the day next to you, sleepy as ever, still resting. You sleep a lot. Always have.

Sometimes more, when he wants you to. Then you'll get some help slumbering off from him. He knows how to measure the dosage. He's done it a thousand times.

In his dreams, you sometimes scream. He doesn't know why, takes it as a warning to hold you even closer, and when he dreams such things, he will be restless. He will sleep with his length inside your warmth, as far as it goes, so he can stay as close as humanly possible with you. He doesn't mind the mess you both make.

It's proof of your love.

Sometimes he wants to take you outside. Go to dinner, walk alongside Han River, but then he realizes that you might remember what had happened that Night. You might loose all dependency on him, all love for him, all memories- and it makes him angry at himself, makes him pull his own hair in frustration necause he can never let that happen.

Everybody knows he's hanging on by a thread.

And if you ever step out of line, if you ever leave-

That fragile little chain keeping him grounded will snap, freeing the beast.

♥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♥

Will you ever be free? Do you want to be?

If freedom is away from Jungkook, will it ever be enjoyable?

You don't have to think about that. Not when his hands hold your wrists down into the mattress so hard they will surely bruise. Not when he almost growls like a predator at every thrust he pushes into you. Not whe he kisses you like he doesn't care about breathing.

Not when he's got you all chained up to his side, like a dog, loved and loyal.

You exist for him.

You're alive because he wants you to be.

You've survived because he loves you more than anyone else ever could.

You're his.

And don't you ever forget it.

♥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♥

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #bts yandere #yandere bts #yandere jungkook

[midnightblues444]

Tokyo rev as tropes #2

Cast list: Baji keisuke, Rindou Haitiani,and shuji Hanma

Content warning: smutty themes, harrassment, mentioning of gun fights

Hanma shuji:

Brothers best friend ( note: suggestive af)

"This cant keep happening" you sigh while pulling a bra on. "Mhm" is all Hanma offers in response. He's not paying attention to you, he has an unlit cig resting in his mouth looking for his lighter.

"shuji Im serious." He laughs at you, loud and booming, he comes up behind you wrapping his arms around you. "Everytime you say this cant happen again, it happens again, so can you please stop pretending it won't ♡?" He says in a matter of fact tone. You turn to face him,a tall smug man who is fiddling with the flimsy strap of your bra, leaning down to kiss your shoulder.

Your phone chimes, probably a text from your brother .Who would freak out on both of you if he knew the reason you were late to his birthday dinner. You and your brother had  agreed that  friends are off limits and  here you are debating on fucking his best one for the nth time.

The strap slips down your forearm, it's not long before its gone and you hop into Hanmas arms as he carries you to the nearest surface to fuck you. Your phone chimes again with another text from your brother:

"where tf are you y/n?!?!"

Rindou Haitiani:

Rivals to lovers (Bonten timeline, smutty, cursing)

The car ride is tense, the question bouncing through your head;

what the fuck just happened last night?

When you two were first assigned this job together you were equally pissed. I mean it was a known fact that you hated eachother, so why would Mikey do this? Mikey said that you two were Bontens best muscle while Kakucho wasn't around. Which to you was a lame excuse but you took it anyway not wanting to whine like Rindou.

Everything was going well at a point , you got to the warehouse and collected your money from a very *difficult* client. Until the shooting started. A gun fight, 4 people against the 2 of you, how fun right? You obviously dont work well together being all over the place barely surviving it.

When you got back to the hotel the bickering was nonstop the blame being tossed back and forth. He was suffocatingly annoying, and when you asked if he had a permanent stick up his ass. He told you to watch your fucking mouth.

Next thing your legs are thrown over his shoulders, his pace doesn't relent. All that hate all that frustration was fueling his thrusts as he whispered about how crazy you make him while all your able to do is moan in response scraping at his back.

Now the next day, driving back to headquarters you can barely look at the other all you can think is

dont forget to take a morning after pill.

Baji keisuke:

Fake dating (tw, pushy boy ew)

Bajis mom was worried.

"Your surrounded by so many negative influences Keisuke" she says when looking sadly at his report card. Baji never wants his mom to cry anymore because of him. So he has the bright idea to get help. From the top of his class, y/n l/n.

Although it took some convincing you eventually came over to his house for a study session. You sat close to him checking his work both of you surprisingly focused. When his mom came home, her heart swelled at the sight offering you snacks and dinner.

Once you left, she mentioned that you were cute slyly asking if anything was going on with you two, wiggling her eyebrows at her son. The smile on her face was contagious and Baji wanted her to keep that smile. Before his brain could catch up he said "hell yeah there is".

She squealed and went on and on about how good you were for him, and how happy she was for him

Who was he to tell her the truth?

The next day he was casually riding his bike trying to figure how to break the news. Then he saw a guy standing by someone, he realized it was you. Poor thing you looked uncomfortable and once he approached, the guy urgently left, baji wasn't wearing his disguise so he figured he was recognized or something.

You explained that the guy has a crush on you and is being very forceful about it,basically he wont leave you alone . That's when Baji had another great idea.

If you pretended to date each other, the guy will leave you alone and his mom will continue to think you are the good influence in his life.

Win win right?

#hanma smut #hanma x reader #baji x reader #baji keisuke #rindou smut #rindou x reader #tr rindou #tokyorev headcanons #tokyorev x reader #tokyorev fluff

[s1l4s-l1k3s-t0m4t03s]

INTRODUCTION

my name is silas!

im an alt tboy in london :]

i have disorded eating behaviours but am actively trying to be better

vents will be under the cut w warning

i am a minor

MY BOYFRIENDS <3

@g3mst0n3-3y3s

@your-german-nightmare

this is technically still a 3d blog, as im still experiencing harmful and silly decisions that are w31ght and f00d based.

i still have disorded behaviours

i still have an 3d

please block, dont report ♡

i am a safe space for

-people in recovery for eat1ng d1sorders

-people who are still experiencinh eat1ng d1sorders

-people who $h

-people who no longer $h

-people who $h in ways that arent represented enough

-r4p3 victims

-abvs3 victims of any kind

-people with p$ych0tic d1sorders

-people with personality d1sorders

-people with neurodivergencies

-anyone apart from hateful people ♡

ABOUT ME! ☆♡

i like

-baking

-my boyfriends ♡

-pierce the veil

-my chem

-junkbunny

-art (mainly pixel)

-cheesecake

-people who use kaomojis

-people who have a 50 minute cutscene when warm water hits their skin in the shower

-boys

-music

-stardew valley

-snakes

-your beautiful face <3

more under the cut! (just so its easier to scroll if u dont care lmao)

DNI: p○r|\| blogs, pro 3d/sh blogs, yk that stuff

feel free to vent to me in my vent blog <33

@s1l4s-l0v3s-y0u

<3 i still struggle day to day, but im here for you to vent ♡

°i am more than my weight

°i am more than numbers

°i am trying my best

feel free to ask me literally anything!

ily, stay safe <3

stay hydrated and make sure you eat, even just a little

my tags ☆ (i forget sometimes tho)

-silas tag! - all posts

-silas like pierce the veil more than himself - anything ptv related

-hail roger - my cat

-mike/mikhail tag! + gem tag! - boyfriend mention <3

-__tag! - somebodies name or sign off im rbing, answering or aiming at

-silas vents - i vent

-silas will recover - ed recovery posts

-silas is struggling - r3lapse thoughts

-silas loves his boyfriends - boyfriend appreciation posts

-silas answers!/silas reblogs/silas asks - all self explanatory

#silas waffles #silas's intro #silas loves you #intro post #introduction #pro recovery

[hugjakee]

ABOUT ME & THIS BLOG 🍮 (#^.^#) [ing/esp]

ME 🍰

hola! mi nombre es jay, okay so im currently unemployed…so im here on tumblr to cure my boredom, and make some friends! anyways enjoy?T-T?

★ 2wenty He/They ☆ status: ...loading... // soobieboobie: 50% korean 50% mine.

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CONTENT

I will mostly do nsfw content.

though I will write some soft and fluffy stuff once in a while.

Drabbles | WIP | Finished | Imagines | Male readers | gender neutral reader | As Your Bf

I do male readers and gn readers

GROUPS | enhypen txt bts nct tbz skz onlyoneof exo monstax svt p1h ateez cravity wei riize zb1 e’last zb1 bae173 shinee astro sf9 // loosemble artms aespa twice blackpink itzy redvelvet le sserafim xg Stayc -`♡´- SOLOIST | demian woodz somi babyboyloo … more to come …

@hugjakee

#kpop imagines #kpop gg #kpop bg #kpop smut #hugjakee (*´ `)❓ #tomorrow by together #enhypen #bts #nct #the boyz #riiize #stray kids #onlyoneof #monsta x #p1harmony #ateez #cravity #wei #loosemble #artms #aespa #twice #red velvet #hugjakee drabbles #hugjakee WIP #hugjakee; finished #hugjakee: imagines #hugjakee: MR #hugjakee: GN #hugjakee: as your bf

[miyhhowrites]

꧁“𝐀 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞!”꧂

Toya aoyagi x gn! Reader

A/N: so sorry for not writing so much (⋟﹏⋞) exams are coming up in a week, and i still have reporting to do.⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠. Im very anxious since my last reporting i stuttered alot and the teacher got annoyed and made me sit down, and i got a low score on my reporting cus 1 my voice is too quiet and 2 i stutter alot, im very bad at reporting even my groupmates dont want me to report, thankfully my teacher gave me a chance to report, i just hope i dont stutter ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ please send me good luck!

Sypnosis: reader has an exam coming up and its taking a toll on them! Toya bakes them a cake in order to cheer them up!

Contains: toya is implied having a crush on y/n (can still be platonic!), y/n loves chocolate cake! Pure fluff♡

✮You were very stressed out, wether it'd be from schools, or from your part time, everything made you nuts! You cant even do anything you love since exams are coming up.. you asked toya for help in studying since he's good at that, while studying toya noticed you looked.. distressed.. your eyes had eye bags underneath them, your hair was a mess and you'd sleep in class time to time, of course he knew that exams were coming up, but he didnt expect it to take a toll on you.

✮Toya felt bad, he wanted to cheer you up but.. how? He doesnt want to look that clingy so.. he secretly gives you trinkets time to time, whether it'd be a ballpen of your favorite color, or buying you snacks, ofcourse you noticed his odd behaviour but he excuses this as being "helpful" or "you needed it", you weren't complaining though..

✮At the day of the exam you tried very hard to answer, to staying up all night, to begging toya to tutor you late in the evening. The time was up and it was time to pass the test papers and wait until your score is revealed, the teacher soon announces that the scores would be revealed next week, which gives you more day to overthink..

✮When you finally get home to your apartment/house you instantly checked your notes, trying to see which answers you got right and wrong when suddenly, toya messages you.

✮"Meet me at weekend garage." You looked at the message with pure confusion, what does he mean by that? Is he mad at you? Dissapointed? You stood up and instantly went to this place called weekend garage, while walking there you noticed a bunch of street artists performing, it was nice.. the Streets felt scary but it made them not scary when you see people performing. You soon entered at weekend garage, taking a seat near the entrance, you noticed that there were no customers here, just an's dad talking on the phone.

✮Soon enough, aoyagi and the others arrived and holding a ten inched cake he then placed the cake infront of you "congratulations on the test" toya added while placing the cake, kohane, akito, and an both nodded in agreement. "Huh? Congratulations? I dont even know if im gonna pass or not.."

✮"I know, but you looked so down this week, i know you love chocolate cake, so we made you one" he replied, an nodded and spoke up "yeah! I didnt even know baking was this hard! Not to mention expensive!" She exclaimed, kohane nodded "mhm, it was difficult.. and some of the measurements we took might be wrong.. those fancy decorations run out so we had to use the cheap decorations.." she added, akito sighs "what are you waiting for? Eat the cake"

✮He says while handing you a fork. The cakes design was kid-ish, it had a flower border, with a brown frosting on the center that wrote "you did it!" The icing was a bit too thin, and the icing was covered in cake crumbs, not to mention the cake was lumpy, probably adding too much baking soda but you didnt mind, its the efforts that matter!

✮You tried the cake, taking a small bite before nodding with a smile "its good, its a bit dry but i love how bitter it is!" You smiled, the group sighs with relief, an grabs a fork and tries it "too bitter for my liking.. but its good!" She exclaims, the rest of the group had different opinions about the cake but nevertheless all of you enjoyed it

✮Once it was dark, you excused yourself and was about to walk home when toya spoke up, "allow me to walk you home (y/n)" he added, you tried declining his offer, after all he might have practice "ah, no thank you.! Youre probably practicing and i wouldnt wanna make you walk back here!" You added, toya shook his head "our practice is in tomorow, for now i wanna walk you home, its dangerous for someone to go home alone at night" he added, you sighed and nodded with agreement, you waved goodbye the others and walked home with toya.

✮While walking he asks a question "how was the test?" He asks, you sighed "it was very difficult, especially chemistry, math i didnt mind.. god i think im gonna fail chemistry.." you groaned, toya pats your back and assures you "no,no your probably gonna pass, you did stay up all night to study right? And plus you finished your test just when the timer was about to end, im sure you'll pass.." he replied, you smiled at him "i hope so.." you replied, chuckling a bit.

A/N: thanks so much for reading, please send me good luck for my upcoming tests and report!! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و

#project sekai #pjsk x reader #x reader #project sekai x reader #pjsk #vbs #vbs toya #toya aoyagi #toya aoyagi x reader #vivid bad squad

[sewer-fr3ak]

Intro post - TW ED + SH BLOG!

I am pro-recovery for others but not myself! I will support others going through the same as me but If you are trying to recover or dont have an active ed or dont actively sh Do not follow me! ♡

BLOCK DONT REPORT

It is not helping me to get me banned this is my safe space and how I get support taking this away will make me worse not better

I go by Elliott/Eli on here and use he/him pronouns

I am a minor! If you are older then 18 please don't be creepy

My stats♡

SW: abt 130 lbs ish?

CW: 100 lbs

LW: 95 lbs

GW1: 90 lbs

GW2: 80 lbs

UGW: 70 lbs for now♡

#ed not ed sheeran #tw ana diary #tw ed diet #tw ana trigger #tw restrictive ed #ana bllog #self h@rm #sh #tw ana bløg #tw disordered eating #anabllrr #tw sh implied #ed intro #pro recovery #ana stats #ana trigger

[pinkskullbby]

🕸️𓆩♡𓆪🕸️ 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔 ! 🕸️𓆩♡𓆪🕸️

active feb 2024 !!!

˚୨୧₊♱ lana, 21, she/they

* do not follow me if you are not an ED blog, you are under 18, or you are currently in recovery!

* this is my only safe space, please block dont report. i dont encourage any of these behaviors to anyone.

˚୨୧₊♱ seek help: 1-800-931-2237

𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 my name is lana, im 22 years old, and i use she/they pronouns :3

𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔 i have had mia for 10+ years now. i was hospitalized in 2023 (partial and res) and am an ed tumblr vet. this most recent relapse has been my worst to date, so please be kind. lol

𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 gothic/alternative music, kpop, sanrio, fashion, horror, all things beauty !

𝖍𝖔𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖊𝖘 drawing/painting, dancing, singing, witchcraft, playing games (animal crossing, mario kart, & fortnite especially !)

˚୨୧₊♱ stats (lbs)

height: 5’3

sw: 240

cw: 150.6 !!!

lw: 154 (2019)

gw1: 170 ♡

gw2: 160 ♡

gw3: 140

gw4: 120

gw5: 100

ugw: 88

monthly update tag: #lana’s monthly check ins 🃏

#bulimba #bulimima #bul1m14 #it's not as simple as just eating #tw ed but not sheeran #lana’s monthly check ins 🃏

[goldieseddiary2]

♡ Intro post ♡

》TW ED ACOUNT BLOCK DONT REPORT《

Everyone is welcome. Please be kind ♡

Goldie | 18 | he/him 🏳️‍⚧️

Sw: 91kg

Cw: 64.5kg

Gw: 50kg

Ugw:45kg

(@goldieseddiary3 is my backup acount)

[laivi]

hello can i request the any wxs character with a reader who hurts themselves when frustrated? it's a idea taken by a post from @/pjsk-writin but im desperately craving for a full oneshot sjjfsnd

iii. rui k. — masterlist

FORMAT: drabble

CONTENT WARNING: self harm.

— gender isn't mentioned, i had a clear picture of it but i lost it while writing srry if it isnt that good, you/yourself pronouns, lowercase intended.

PAIRING: kamishiro rui x reader

[author note] this type of things happens to me frequently so i think i might be able to do it correctly — though regarding my confession, dw i dont do it anymore unless im actually too frustrated.

୨♡୧ KAMISHIRO RUI

it was a simple mistake.

a mistake that can perhaps be forgiven anytime, yet it caused you to break down. you were afraid—they'll share you a cold stare, one that you received from your parents frequently every time you made a mistake.

a sting from your arm sent you a sharp pain, however with your vision blurry with tears—frustration perhaps—you were incapable of moving your body. you were a stranger in your own body.

have you ever been so overcome with trepidation that you were incapable of functioning? you had a memory of your parents' cold eyes, one of the rare moments the adults actually acknowledged your existence. It was your driving force to excel– an effort to feel like you were worthy of something, anything, no matter how much you attempted to act as if you did not care. you managed to fool yourself, until now.you were terrified—terrified they will find you worthless after your failure at the major part during the show tonight.

you were terrified they won’t want you. your nails pierced on the soft flesh, which resulted in leaving a mark on your arm, it happened all of the sudden. your head banged against the white colored wall.

it ached, however the stinging within your chest ached more. everything ached, you felt yourself numb from the aching, the tears that streamed down on your cheeks drifted you away from reality.

you have always been the best, and if you weren't the best—

then what value do you hold?

what value do you hold to wxs and perhaps rui?

 it was aching too much. your arms were covered in red marks along your leg. a ring crossed your ear every time your head banged against the wall, you want the pain to end but why were you doing this?

your head aches, an arm wraps around your waist. you weren't exactly expecting an arm to slip around your waist, pulling you close, head resting against your shoulder blades. you hesitated– uncomfortable with the unfamiliar affection, but your body is begging to melt against their warmth. an arm slides around your waist, a hand curling itself into your hair, and then they're holding you tightly; your face brushes against their hair and you breathed in the mix of cheap shampoo and sunshine. they may feel delicate in your arms, but you were the one who feels breakable.

your head rested against their chest. humming you a gentle tune that eased your mind, the void engulfing your heart ached you. their clothes—presumably their top—were slightly drenched from the tears streaming down your cheek.

their body's warmth comforts you. they hush you gently, a strand of their hair falling close to your cheek. and by their voice, you quickly come to a realization. “you can squeeze my hand if you want to, okay?” his words come into a halt, embracing your body closer.

"I, I'm sorry, i'm so sorry—” you stammered with your words, he hushed you swiftly upon taking a notice towards your actions. "shh... It's okay, just try to breathe in.”

“if this is about the show, i promise your fine.” he played with the strands of your hair, tucking it behind your ear.

“please don't hurt yourself, it'll take me and the rest more than a mistake to hate you.”

2023 © reposts are prohibited with/without permission… plagiarism is prohibited. don’t translate my work without my permission. i will take measures of reporting you.

tagging; @pjsk-writin — i just felt like i had to since the requester said the work was based on yours ^^

#project sekai #project sekai x reader #x reader #Rui #rui kamishiro x reader #rui kamishiro x you #rui kamishiro ff #rui x you #kamishiro rui #wxs x reader #kamishiro rui x reader #♱ 𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗜 :: #★ works .ᐟ

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

The King Of Wishful Thinking

Spencer Reid had been in love before, he knew the symptoms as well as he did any other sickness. He could tell that it had started the first day he saw you, much to his dismay. Hotch introduced you to the team as his PA, but added that the title was vague because you were going to help out any member of the team who needed it. All of the boring parts of the job, filing and other office-based tasks that the rest of the team dreaded. While the profilers went away on cases, you kept all of their things in order back at Quantico, and you’d stay late to make sure you were there to give them a full report when they got back. You were efficient from the get go, a lifesaver amongst the team when you offered to take their piles of paperwork and sort them. But, of course, the one person who didnt need help with any paperwork was the one person more desperate than any other to speak to you.

At first, you offered Spencer help as much as you offered everyone else, but after he stumbled through the politest rejections you’d ever experienced, and the team continually joking that he definitely didnt need help, you stopped offering to avoid irritating him. He had hoped that the lack of communication would extinguish the fire you’d lit within him, but oh, how wrong he was.

“Good morning Doctor Reid!” You called gleefully as you entered the building, your eyes immediately landing on Spencer, who sat at his desk idly writing out impossible maths equations.

He didnt say anything in reply, just beamed at you, and you approached him to sit on his lap, the two of you laughing in between passionate kisses-

“Hey, kid, you alright?” Derek nudges Spencer, pulling him out of his daydream.

Spencer’s gaze had been fixed on the glass doors awaiting your arrival, and Derek was aware like the rest of the team that this distractedness was not common with the young genius.

“Y-Yes, Im fine!” Spencer splutters, clearing his throat and straightening his tie, eyes frantically darting around the room as though to prove he hadnt been zoned out staring at the door for several minutes.

“What’s been up with you lately, man-“ Derek begins to ask quietly, but he’s interrupted.

“Good morning Doctor Reid!” You call gleefully as you push through the glass doors, leaning on them with your back because your arms are stacked with papers.

“Good morning (Y/N)!” He squeaks back, waving awkwardly, causing your smile to widen into a beaming grin.

In his daydreams, Spencer manages to be an awful lot smoother, but your genuine kindness is not something his mind conjures up. He had hoped you not talking to him would kill his crush on you, but of course, you being as lovely as you are, you made sure to greet him every single morning so that he never felt left out. The rest of the team had the easy route when it came to speaking to you, Spencer had to wait for specific opportunities, such as the one Derek Morgan has happened to witness.

Derek laughs and sits back on Spencer’s desk. “Ah, I see.”

“What do you see? I dont see anything. You dont see anything!” Spencer is rising from his desk in what can only be described as sheer panic, literally walking into the rail of the stairs as he tries to walk around Derek to get to them, causing Derek to laugh even harder.

“Kid’s got it bad!” He teases.

“I dont ‘got’ anything!” Spencer snaps, but the nervous higher pitch to his voice gives him away.

The team head to the round table to discuss today’s case. Just as Penelope begins describing the victims, Spencer happens to glance at the doorway. And there you are, across the walkway, headphones hiding your ears as you dance around the printer.

“Given the extent of paperwork waiting for us in Florida, I’ve asked (Y/N) to join us on this case.”

Spencer’s eyes widen as he slowly turns back to Hotch, unable to believe the words that got through to him despite being completely distracted by you. He mentally scolds himself, of course the mention of your name is the only thing that can pull him away from staring at you.

“(Y/N)?” Hotch calls, but you continue dancing around the printer, completely oblivious.

The team chuckles as they watch you, smiling fondly as you pick up the files you printed and take your headphones off. Hotch calls your name again, and this time you jump out of your skin. Turning to face the round table, you already have your eyes closed and your mouth pressed to a thin line, realising you’d forgotten you were supposed to be with the team. You jog over to the round table, your headphones bouncing around your neck.

“Sorry about that! Ditziness is next to godliness!”

The team laughs, Spencer’s smile lingering longer than anyone else’s.

“Honestly, Im not sure why Im coming considering you have the world’s fastest reader right here!” You exclaim, gesturing to Spencer, who immediately sits up straighter.

“The world’s fastest reader is actually Howard Stephen Berg, who can read 25,000 words per minute, but Maria Teresa Calderon, from the Philipines, claims to beat that with 80,000 words per minute-“ Spencer pauses, then smiles bashfully while mentally facepalming. “-and you were just complimenting me, werent you? Thank you.”

Spencer lowers his head, blushing furiously as Derek and Rossi slap his back, everyone at the round table sharing a laugh.

On the jet, Hotch informs everyone that you’re just collecting your things from your bag, but you’ll be right with them. Spencer takes a window seat at the back of the jet, and Emily quickly plops down beside him.

“You should ask her out.” She says simply.

“What!?!” Spencer squeaks, trying to express his outrage as quietly as possible.

“You should ask her out!” Emily repeats.

“No way!” Spencer shakes his head furiously.

“Why?” Emily questions, as though he’s refusing the easiest thing in the world.

“She doesnt- she couldnt- the majority of outcomes would be horrific!” Spencer struggles, stumbling over his words.

“Would the outcomes really be horrific, or are you just too scared to admit you might actually have a shot with someone?” Emily asks in a hushed voice.

Before Spencer can reply, Emily’s eyes dart to the jet doors and she jumps out of the seat next to Spencer, leaving it empty just in time for you to arrive. He looks out of the jet window, pretending to be deep in thought.

“Is this seat taken?” Spencer hears you ask, and he discretely pinches his thigh to make sure he isnt dreaming.

He turns his head to look at you. “N-No!”

You smile and sit down beside him, pulling a blanket over yourself that Spencer hadnt even noticed you were carrying. You catch Spencer staring at it and shrug.

“This is a 13 hour flight, best thing to do is get a nap in before everyone else so that when I am awake everyone else is sleeping, then I can get some work done. Or, I can have conversations without worrying about a team of profilers listening in!” You raise an eyebrow, causing Spencer to chuckle, he understands your point on a spiritual level. He thinks you’re going to go to sleep, but you continue talking to him. “If you like, we can both sleep and then chat once we wake up. Since we’re next to each other and all.” You suggest, and his profiling instincts tell him you’re trying to be very casual about the suggestion, and the fact you’re avoiding eye contact makes him think you’re nervous about something. But what?

Spencer nods, also trying very hard to come across as casual about it. He hopes that because you arent a profiler you wont recognise that he’s trying so hard.

You smile at him and proceed to get snuggled up under your blanket. He waits until he hears your breathing slow, telling him you’re asleep, then he glances at you, to see you’re still smiling. His heart all but leaps out of his chest. Not wanting to miss out on an opportunity to have a private conversation with you that he doesnt have to initiate, Spencer settles in his own seat and closes his eyes, persuading himself to sleep.

The moment he drifts, you’re back again. What else would he dream about?

He was in his apartment, re-reading War And Peace, when he heard a knock at his door. He frowned, rose to his feet and walked to the door. When he opened it, he saw you standing there with two tubs of jello and two spoons, you held one of each out to him with a beaming smile on your face. Spencer wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his apartment, lifting you and the jello into the air and spinning you around, before placing you back down on the ground to rest his forehead against yours and hold you close. He didnt kiss you, he didnt need to in that moment, because even dream-him knew not every moment required a kiss, and he didnt just want to kiss you. Sometimes, all he wanted was to hold you.

“Spencer?” You asked quietly.

“Hmm?” He hummed in reply.

“Spencer?!”

He jumps in his plane seat, eyes snapping open as he realises you are actually saying his name and gently shaking him awake. You laugh quietly.

“What were you dreaming about?” You ask curiously.

Spencer swallows nervously. “Jello.”

You nod in understanding. “Jello is a very good thing to have deep dreams about, congratulations.”

“Thank you?” Spencer says, somewhat confused and still half-asleep.

You cross your legs and turn to face him, sitting sideways on the jet seat with your blanket wrapped around you. “So! Let’s play a question game!”

Spencer frowns curiously. “Why?”

You shrug, gesturing to the rest of the team. “Nobody’s eavesdropping, I wanna get to know you, why else?”

Spencer’s heart skips a beat. “Why do you want to get to know me?”

You roll your eyes at him, but you’re smiling, so he knows you arent making fun of him. “Because you’re interesting! So, questions, are you ready?”

Spencer straightens his back, shuffling around in his seat as he feels the tension rise. He’s considerably taller than you, so he cant quite sit sideways on the seat, but he does his best to face you.

“Okay, you go first.” He says, allowing you to set the tone of the questions so that he can figure out what to ask you afterwards, but also so he can try and deduce what you want to know, specifically. There has to be a reason that you want to play this game.

“Are you comfortable with the way the team make fun of you sometimes?”

Well, of all the questions he theorised you would ask, that was not one of them. He’s stumped. Spencer shuffles and repositions in his seat as he frowns, formulating an answer.

“Most of the time I know they arent being cruel, they’re my friends, but sometimes it does get to me, I guess. Everyone has bad days.” Spencer explains, and you nod, but he cant hold back from continuing. “I dont want to waste my question asking this, but could you tell me why you asked that?”

You smile at him. “We dont talk much, but I pay attention to you, which I suppose is a consequence of that. Since I dont know you very well, and dont get many chances to talk to you in order to change that, I try and figure you out by paying attention. I notice them making fun of you, and sometimes I want to jump in and defend you, but I feel it isnt my place, Im not quite in tune with the team dynamic just yet.”

Spencer feels his heart swell at your words. Despite barely knowing him, you care about him that much? And you want to figure him out?

You nod at him. “Your turn to ask a question!”

Spencer clears his throat. “Why do you make the effort to talk to me when it isnt in your job description?” He immediately sees how taken aback you are, and he’s quick to rephrase. “It’s not that I dont enjoy you talking to me - I very much do - I just dont know why you bother, because you have to talk to everyone else as part of your job. You dont need to talk to me, but you choose to, and I dont know why.”

You tuck your hair behind your ear and avoid eye contact, instead looking over to double check that the rest of the team are definitely asleep, as you try to find your words.

“Well, like I said, you’re interesting. I want to get to know you, and the fact you dont need my help means that I cant use that as an excuse to talk to you, like I can for everyone else. In order to get to know you, specifically, I have to make the extra effort.”

Spencer’s stomach drops. Is he just like everyone else to you? Do you simply want to get to know him in the same way you know the rest of the team?

“Why do you stare at me?”

Suddenly, the entire world stops. Spencer swears he can feel his blood freezing in his veins. He doesnt know how it never crossed his mind that during his zoned out moments, you could quite easily see him. Oh god.

“I...find you interesting, too.” He begins, intending to stop talking right then and there, but his mouth has other ideas. “What I mean is, you make me interested in you- but not in an objectifying way, I just mean that- you are so effortlessly mesmerising and I dont- I cant- and you dont feel the same way, which is fine, Im just somebody you work with that you barely know- you dont want to know me in the same way and that’s fine- I just-“

You lean forward and cover his mouth with your hand, silencing his ramble.

“Spencer, take a breath.” You tell him, but the smile on your face makes it very difficult for him to do that. Taking your hand away from his mouth, you settle back in your seat. “I said I wanted to get to know you like I do the rest of the team because I was trying to retain some professionalism, while being wrapped up in a blanket and sitting criss-cross-apple-sauce.”

Spencer cant help but laugh at that, and in doing so you put him completely at ease, despite his heart beating a mile a minute.

“But, since you just metaphorically threw the remaining professionalism out of the jet window, we’ll replace it with honesty. Im interested in you, Spencer, and in the same way you are interested in me.” You explain to him, your words deliberately slower so that they sink in.

And just like that, you have Doctor Spencer Reid speechless. He keeps his gaze locked with yours as he very obviously pinches his own arm.

“Dont hurt yourself! What was that for!?!” You grab his hand and take it away from his shoulder, holding it in yours so that he doesnt try and pinch himself again. The care you have for him could make him cry.

“Just making sure this isnt another daydream. It’s been difficult to tell the difference recently.” Spencer tells you, his words barely above a whisper. Before he can stop himself or overthink it, he asks the only question playing on his mind. “Can...Can I kiss you?”

Your cheeks flush pink as you nod slowly. The two of you lean in at a snail pace, it feels like someone is holding the brakes on gravity, slowing down a pull that cannot be resisted, it’s inevitable. His lips meet yours, directly above the arm of the jet seats between you. Every fibre of his existence is set alight. Spencer has a momentary worry that the fireworks have the strength to blow up the plane, but he’s reminded how irrational that is when the overwhelming bliss takes ahold of him again. One of your hands lets go of his, to feel up his chest and around the back of his neck, to card through his hair. Spencer’s hands hold onto yours, treasuring every aspect of this, savouring the ecstasy of this event being in the real world rather than just in his head. He pulls away first, breathless and grinning.

“Would this be a bad time to correct an earlier statement?” Spencer asks randomly.

“What statement?” Your brain is still rebooting after that kiss, you cant quite remember anything that was said before.

“My dream earlier.“ He explains.

“What?” You frown, even more confused after finding out what he’s referring to.

“It wasnt just about jello.” Spencer admits, his grin cheeky.

You laugh and shake your head at him, using the hand that’s still in his hair to pull his lips back to yours.

Maybe wishful thinking can get you somewhere after all.

#spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #x reader #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction #headcannon

[kienansidhe]

hi, im kienan! im the current host of the disaster hearts system. we are a korean american body with dissociative identity disorder and have had multiple diff hosts over the course of this blogs run. i or some variation of me have been host since around 2017-18ish. for transparencys sake, the body is 25+. do not ask abt age specifics please.

we are a survivor of csa trauma, parental abuse, religious and cult abuse, and generally very traumatized, and our experience of life is irrevocably colored by that lens.

we are disabled and unable to hold a job ever since we got long covid in april of 2020. we are fully dependent on our partners, working on our disability application, and still coming to terms with the reality of being probably permanently disabled.

unless otherwise specified it is probably some variation of kienan speaking.

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i, kienan, am queer and i prefer to be addressed by strangers with he/they/it or fae/faeself pronouns. i dont rlly care which of those you use, tho, no need to rotate or anything.

some other labels that generally describe me: nonbinary, transmasc, gnc, cuntboy, [redacted], [redacted], femme, femboy, genderweird, bi, aro/ace with a couple exceptions, sex favorable, kink obligate, freak, degenerate, pervert.

i currently have 4 partners, referred to here as prettyboyfriend, nesting boyfriend, girlfriend/daddy, and moirail.

no dni, i think theyre stupid and the only ppl i would not want to interact would not respect dnis anyways lmao. if i have a problem with you i will just say so or block you or whatever.

some of my beliefs and what to expect on this blog are under the cut.

i believe in rehabilitation and compassion, full stop. yes, even for those people. i think that othering and dehumanizing others sucks, that thoughts do not define you (yes, even those thoughts), and that the only thing that matters is your actions.

i think callouts are never helpful, ever. ive literally never seen one do anything helpful or good.

i try my best to interact with others in good faith, and i expect the same in return.

we were homeschooled in a cult and our education was heavily ~moderated~ to keep us brainwashed, and every time i think ive rooted out all the misinfo new stuff comes up. please be patient with me if i ask stupid questions, i literally am stupid. i have so much literal actual brain damage. i will do my best to be open minded, i rlly want to learn!

i believe that the best ways to combat csa are better sex education, breaking down the sanctity of the nuclear family, youth liberation (more legal rights and self advocacy for children), and not clogging child abuse report portals with fucking fictional art, jesus h christ.

medicalization of identities sucks. sysmeds, transmeds, im sorry youre miserable but thats not an excuse for trying to make everyone else miserable with you.

labels are only useful insofar as they help you connect with others like you and form solidarity in order to combat systemic oppression. if labels make you angry or miserable, consider not taking them so seriously.

its okay to just dislike ppl. its not always that deep. trying to come up with moral reasons to justify disliking ppl is rlly fucking catholic.

dont talk to me abt christianity. im aware that my trauma affects my ability to be compassionate in this area, so im staying in my lane. in fact probably dont talk to me abt religion in general.

im not a proshipper or an anti i touch grass <3, HOWEVER:

antishipping / purity politics / anti-kink / whatever you wanna call it, ppl equating fictional depictions of Obvious Bad Things with condoning, supporting, or normalizing them in real life are fucking stupid and have done unbelievable amounts of damage that has now reached far beyond fandom and kink circles. get a life, for fucks sake.

ppl who call themselves proshippers and then go around harassing antis are fucking stupid and have lost the original spirit of the term proship / anti-anti, which hinged around not harassing or harming others over fiction. get a life, for fucks sake.

just be kind. dont be a dick. treat others how you wanna be treated. we are all traumatized but thats not an excuse to be cruel. leave the world better than you found it.

youre gonna make mistakes. you just are. youre not perfect and also the world is complex. remember that you cant help everyone. try your best but dont lose yourself in the process.

art is everything. the act of creation is holy. more progress is made by creating -- building communities, making art, growing plants, building houses, building relationships -- than by tearing things down. there is probably a time and place for violence, destroying oppressive systems, bombing weapons factories, but if we arent creating a positive, healthy society alongside the destruction we are just leaving fertile ground for new oppressive structures to take root. create. create. create.

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many hosts has left a chaotic mess of tags on this blog but here are some we use pretty consistently:

#headspace: original posts. diary rambling, random thoughts, actual semi coherent opinions, anything

#my face: the body

#humans are good actually: reminders

#recovery things: mental health help

#important: there is so much stuff in this tag

#bookmark: too much here too lol

#feel better: just fluffy stuff

#vine: general funny video tag

#about, #me kin id, #i ghostwrote this post: stuff we relate to rlly hard + uquiz tags lol

#posts that are funnier when plural

#pinned #headspace #my face #humans are good actually #recovery things #important #bookmark #feel better #vine #about #me kin id #i ghostwrote this post #posts that are funnier when plural #sorry this is so long idk how to make things not long #will probs edit as i remember stuff