#and i just wanted to make something beautiful that captured how i saw this character

[actiniumwrites]

hiii ! I saw that your requests were open :) could I request a scenario with scaramouche and xiao. Where their lover is a super cheerful person, but someone makes fun of them and they get super protective. p.s I really like your writings ^^

𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔

synopsis: how they defend you, their cheerful lover, after hearing other people talk bad about you

characters: scaramouche, xiao x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: fluff, a pinch of angst, hurt/comfort, insults, physical violence (not toward reader), swearing, insecurity, xiao may be a little ooc

notes: thank you so much for the request, anon! these are a little short, but i did enjoy writing this. i also tried my hardest to capture the reader as very cheerful, but it was a little difficult to do without it being overbearingly cheerful, so i hope it turned out okay. and i’m very happy you enjoy my writing, it means so much to me <3

Scaramouche:

A trip around Sumeru City was not what Scaramouche had planned to do that day when he offered to spend time together — of course, he couldn’t admit that what he really wanted was to go on a proper date, but he settled for this nonetheless. As long as you’re happy, he thought.

All day you had been pulling him around to various little shops and sights around the city. Even though many of them had existed for many years, you felt as though they were hidden gems amongst all of Teyvat. And with both of you originally being from Inazuma, neither of you had really had the chance to experience all of Sumeru together.

Scaramouche didn’t mind it to be honest — you dragging him around, to be specific. As soon as he saw that stupid big smile on your face, any ounce of resentment for his inability to communicate what he wants drained from his body. Naturally, he still put on the mask of boredom, but with you being your excited self bouncing around the city, you hadn’t even noticed. So he dropped the act, and just let himself live for once.

Just before the sun was about to set and conclude the day’s fun, your hand quickly grabbed his as you dragged him over to a flower shop. When you had first arrived in Sumeru, the very first thing you ever took notice of was all the different plants and flowers. And ever since, you’ve tried to get flowers or other little plants whenever you can.

Scaramouche picked up his pace to match yours, although still dragging a bit behind, his hand held on tight to yours. But as soon as you arrived at the front of the shop, your hand moved to the flowers and away from him. Quietly, he moved to the side and watched as you admired the flowers.

“Wow, these are so beautiful! Did you grow them yourself?” you excitedly asked the man at the shop. There were an array of bright and colorful flowers in front of you, each one carefully tied among others to create stunning bouquets.

The man, who appeared to be the shop owner, furrowed his brows and gave you a light scoff, “Pfft, of course I did.”

To that, Scaramouche snapped his eyes over at the man who hadn’t seemed to pay him any mind. His arms crossed over one another as he eyed the man, not pleased with his attitude, but not saying anything just yet. As Nahida had taught him, he can’t just go around accusing everyone of having malicious intent. So for once, he would wait and see, maybe give him the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps he was just having a bad day or something or didn’t mean to come across like that.

“Oh, Archons. Those vases are just as beautiful as the flowers. I saw some really pretty ones at another shop, but these are even better! You really have a good eye, sir!”

The man rolled his eyes and ignored your comment. Meanwhile, Scaramouche sent him a subtle glare from the other side of you. The guy was giving him a bad feeling that he just couldn’t seem to shake.

After a few more minutes of you pointing and beaming at different bouquets and individual flowers of all different kinds, compliments pouring out of you left and right, the man finally snapped.

“Would you just shut up already? I’ve had it up to here with how much you talk. You are so annoying, I mean my god, I get it! I have nice flowers and I’m a talented gardner, just pick some and go!” he yelled out, flaring his arms around the air.

“Screw what Nahida said,” Scaramouche grumbled.

In a split second, you were behind your boyfriend and his arm was held tightly onto the shop owner’s, “Are you done? Cause let me tell you, you have to be a real piece of shit to yell at someone who’s just excited about flowers.”

“Let me go, damn it!” He tried yanking back his arm, desperately trying to pull Scaramouche’s off of him. If only he had known he was messing with an ex-harbinger and a being created by a God.

Scaramouche spoke in a dangerously low tone, “You don’t get to talk to them like that, you hear me? Do it again, and I’ll ruin your fucking life.”

The man backed up quickly, hitting the side of his shop and falling backward. A few people stopped to snicker at him, but Scaramouche paid no mind. His hand slipped into yours and he eagerly pulled you away from the chaos.

He gagged and wiped the hand that grabbed the man against his shirt as the two of you walked to a quiet area, “People like that disgust me.”

You nodded quietly and sat down on the bench he had brought you to. His eyes filled concern for a brief moment before he blinked it away. Sighing, his hand squeezed yours and he nervously gulped, unprepared for situations that involved any form of comfort, “Are you…are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you spoke softly, not quite meaning it, “Thanks for sticking up for me back there.”

Gently, he pulled you into him, “Don’t listen to people like that, you hear me? The only annoying one out of the two of you was that ugly piece of shit. So don’t go all sad on me, okay? I mean it.”

Xiao:

“Hello, my love!” you loudly called out at The Inn, happily marching in to greet him on the upper floor. A few people on the deck below looked up quickly, startled by your bold introduction.

Xiao nodded at you, a small blush on his cheeks and small, “Hi.” Even after nearly a year of dating, you still managed to fluster him.

Your arm looped around his, pulling him closer to you. You sent him a bright smile and tilted your head toward his, “Are you ready for our lunch date?”

Xiao nodded and moved your hand off his arm and down to his hand where he softly clasped his fingers around your own.

When you arrived at Liyue Harbor, the two of you began walking to your favorite restaurant. It was really nice with all the outdoor seating that allowed the both of you to enjoy the fresh breeze from the ocean while you ate. It also allowed Xiao to be more comfortable instead of being cramped up inside some restaurant with a bunch of people he was unfamiliar with.

If Xiao was being honest, the restaurant itself still was not something he particularly enjoyed. Not because he disliked the service or the other people who ate there, but because he wasn’t a huge fan of their food being an adeptus and all. However, you raved about it all the time and got super happy whenever you got the chance to go, especially if it was with him. Xiao could never bring himself to say he didn’t enjoy it when it made you so happy.

“So, have you done anything super interesting lately?” you excitedly asked your boyfriend, eagerly awaiting his weekly stories.

“Not really. I went to the Chasm recently, but I was unable to find what I was seeking,” he answered and nodded at you, “What about you?”

“I went to this really cute tea shop the other day with Yun Jin! You know, my friend from the opera we saw last year? They had the cutest cups and the tea was so good. We should go together some day!”

Xiao smiled ever so slightly as you spoke, not even focused on the food on his plate, but instead entirely focused on you, “That sounds nice.”

You went back and forth for around thirty more minutes, updating each other on the week, laughing about silly jokes you heard from Hu Tao, and talking about some future plans. Xiao had barely touched his food, but you hadn’t noticed with how caught up with him you were.

Nor had you noticed the snickering behind you.

“Oh my god, is that the Yaksha?”

“I think it is!”

“Woah he’s kinda hot, what’s he doing with a person like that?”

“I know right!”

It was hard for Xiao not to hear them, and he really wished he hadn’t. Of course he wanted to defend his relationship, but he always hated how people seemed to stare at the two of you.

Polar opposites.

To be clear, you were not the one that made him feel insecure, but rather the thoughts in his head. Xiao already had such a hard time believing someone like you could even like someone like him. You were so happy and cheerful and brought the best out in him. Xiao didn’t feel like he deserved you at all, not when he is the way he is.

Insecurity and all, it didn’t stop him from glaring past your shoulder. The more they talked, the worse he heard about you. It was like all they could talk about was your personality and how much it seemed like you didn’t deserve him. How you “couldn’t seem to shut up,” or “wipe the smile off your face.” Or that you “probably had to pay him to date someone like you.”

Xiao was already seething, but what set him off the most was when one of them made a comment about wanting to physically hurt you to take your smile away.

“Xiao?” You shot up out of your seat when he suddenly teleported away from you. When you turned around, you found him at the table behind you.

His hands were grabbing a guy by his shirt collar, holding him up into the air until he began to choke, “Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

The guy rapidly nodded up and down. Meanwhile, the two girls at the same table were gawking at the scene in front of them until one of them began yelling for Xiao to put the guy down.

“Stop it! You’re hurting him!” She screamed out.

“You said you wanted to hurt my partner. I am only returning the favor,” he said calmly before slamming the guy to the floor and walking to the girls behind him, “leave before I do something worse.”

Your jaw dropped as you watched the scene play out in front of you. Within seconds, the three of them had scrambled away. Xiao walked back over calmly and sat down. You were still stood up in your seat, confused at what had just occurred, “What the hell was that!”

“They were not saying nice things about you.”

Your eyes widened. You were happy he had defended you, but concerned for the consequences that could follow, “You can’t just go beating up random people like that, you could get in trouble!”

“That does not concern me. Any one that says anything bad about you does not deserve to be in your presence.”

“Xiao…” your voice softened, unable to think of anything to say. You knew he was protective, but it was rare for you to see that side of him up close and in person.

His hand gestured to the table, “Now please sit. I would like to hear more about your week.”

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[justawritterwithideas]

Who's your daddy? | s.r

summary: After a long day's work, the BAU returns to the head office where they find a stroller with a small baby sleeping and a child very determined to surprise his father… But who's his father?

warnings: too much fluff, spencer!dad, my best attempt at Spencer dad because it's 24/7 on my mind. I REALLY ENJOYED WRITING IT, AAAAAAAAAAA. This story is not spencer x reader, i wanted to try something different so i created a character. I hope you guys like it.

words: 4,241.

a/n: I decided to surprise myself and try the family/family found challenge from one of my favorite writers in the whole universe, @imagining-in-the-margins. I used, I think, one of my favorite concepts which is "secret family/spouse/child" for this little au.

i want to remind you that English is not my first language, so if there are mistakes I hope you will forgive me :( I hope you like it, plus I really enjoyed being able to try something new and outside of what I usually focus my writing on. THANK YOU, TQM.

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Catching criminals is a good way to kill time.

The BAU team knew this perfectly well, that's why they were dedicated to it. Every day was a new experience trying to find and capture the worst of the worst of humanity. Even though sometimes they just wished those freaks would take a day off.

The last case had sent them all the way to Silicon Valley, successfully catching the unsub and making it safely back to the FBI offices.

What they didn't expect was to find their technical analyst and friend, Penelope, gazing in amazement at the inside of a stroller.

"What is that, Penny?" asked Emily, walking up to the blonde figure who was totally engrossed by what she was seeing in that baby carriage. The group approached silently, after seeing the woman's signal for them to come as quietly as possible, and saw inside it.

A small baby was sleeping comfortably inside. They estimated that he was about eight months old; they could see a few strands of thin brown hair that were tousled falling down his forehead, his little nose was puckered and his little hand clenched the tail of a fluffy lion. His outfit was as cute as possible: his body was adorned by a white long-sleeved T-shirt with an iguana on it and a leaf-green overalls, but much of his body was covered by a gray blanket.

"Isn't that the cutest thing you've ever seen?" Penn looked up, feeling her heart stir. "I went out to greet you and found this beautiful creature. He was sleeping and alone, so I decided to keep him company until someone came to claim to be the father of this beautiful peach." J.J couldn't fall for the charms of that baby, after becoming a mother her Achilles heel was children.

"Was he alone, Penelope, are you sure there was no one with him?" Luke couldn't help but wonder how it was possible that they had left a baby, alone, in the middle of a hallway in a federal building. "Positive, I've been there for about ten minutes and I haven't seen anyone approach him."

The team brought their full attention to the mysterious stroller, looking for some sign of what would be the perpetrators. Hanging there was a gray-colored bag with a small giraffe keychain; inside it was the necessities for any kind of emergency that might happen. Diapers, change of clothes, some food, powdered milk, a bottle, everything necessary for a baby.

"We should check the cameras to see who brought him here" Matt suggested, feeling his nose being invaded by the smell of baby cologne, a very mild and almost hypnotic one.

"It's a blind spot, Matt." Tara replied, noticing how the little guy rolled over and let out an adorable yawn, falling back asleep. "He's too cute." Penelope's eyes seemed to shoot hearts.

"We should move him out of the hallway, it's drafty and he might catch a cold." J.J brought her hands up to the carriage and began to push it, being followed by the rest of the people back to their cubicles.

Despite the movement, the little boy, who was now nicknamed "peach" thanks to Garcia, remained in that deep sleep.

"I wish I had that deep sleep" Emily smiled, looking at peach's features.

He looked like someone.

Who was it?

"I want to go back to those times where my only problem was sleeping and eating" Rossi commented, causing his colleagues to laugh.

"I don't understand how a baby could have gotten up there without anyone seeing him. It's a building full of federal agents, there's no way no one saw anything." Matt nodded at Luke's words. "Let's jump to conclusions, how did a sleeping baby get here? There's no way he pushed his own car to get here." J.J peeled his gaze from the car, feeling a light bulb in his head turn on.

"In the bag there were juice boxes, it is unlikely that they are for him. It is recommended that at twelve months they can only have juice, so they may be from the parent or he has a brother or sister accompanying him" Rossi smiled, nodding at the words the young woman was saying. It was quite logical coming from the mother bear.

"If that were so, where is this responsabl-"

"Excuse me," A high pitched voice interrupted Luke's sentence "I believe you have my brother."

The group turned to see where the voice was coming from. A small figure was standing behind them, he looked quite calm and was running his hands down his brown pants.

The small glasses were drooping down the bridge of his nose, his hair was disheveled just like his little brother's and his hands were arranging the sleeves of his blue hoodie.

"I-is he your brother?" Emily stood at the height of the youngest, who was nodding before he approached the baby carriage and took to watching the little one, inwardly thankful that he remained in his deep sleep.

"I just went to the bathroom and when I came back he was gone." The little boy drew an elongated smile, taking in the faces of everyone around the stroller. " You're federal agents, so I didn't panic too much when I didn't see him."

The boy settled on the floor, taking off the backpack he was carrying and pulled out of it a book, which had in golden letters the title of "The Little Prince." Apparently, it was in French.

"How do you know we're federal agents?" Luke seemed just as surprised as the others, who didn't understand how the youngest could remain calm after taking his brother away, and besides, he knew they were federal agents.

"It says so on your badge, sir" The small hand pointed in the direction of the badge hanging from his pants, causing everyone to turn their gaze to it. "Besides, my mom told me."

"And where is your mom?" Rossi was the one who took the word, smiling at the confidence the young man possessed.

"That's a good question, sir. I'd like to know where she is, too." He shrugged, trying to remember what the woman had told him before leaving him in the hallway of the BAU office. "I know she told me, but at the moment I can't remember. It was too noisy when she said it."

The rest were silent. The little boy was handling a rather formal vocabulary, one that is very strange for his age, plus he looked quite interested in reading his book than paying attention to the rest of the stares.

"Excuse me, sweetheart… But how old are you?" Penelope smiled friendly towards the young man, who took his eyes off his interesting book.

"Five and a half, but many say from the way I talk I'm older."

Luke opened his mouth, surprised at the young age he possessed and that, moreover, he was in charge of his brother.

"What about your brother, how old is he?"

"He's eight months and two weeks old, he's still not close enough to say he's nine months old, so I'd rather be exact."

Emily was increasingly sure that he looked like an exact copy of someone she knows, but she couldn't associate it.

"Even so," Continued the young boy "there's something you guys haven't asked me" the book took a step back, closing it and setting it down on his lap.

"What's that, kiddo?" Tara asked.

"My name or my brother's" The group looked at each other. He was right, they had been so preoccupied with finding out about the person in charge of them or their age that they had overlooked asking his name.

"You're right, that was rude of us, what's your name?" Matt fixed his gaze on the young figure, who was giving them a smile where one of his front teeth was missing.

"I'm Alex, well… Actually my name is Alexander, but my mom and dad call me Alex, except when they're mad." A small giggle escaped Jennifer's mouth. "And my brother's name is Oliver, but we call him Oli."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Alex." Matt's hand extended in the direction of the little boy, who shook it with a smile. "What about you guys, what are your names?"

The group smiled, introducing themselves to each other so that the young boy could remember each name without a problem. After this, the little boy began to repeat the names, making sure he could remember each one well and be able to get each name right.

"Okay, Alex. Now that we know each other, I want to ask you a question" J.J addressed the little one, who gave him his full attention.

"Shoot, Miss J.J" His answer caused everyone to laugh, letting the little guy's charisma win them over.

"What are you doing here? I don't think you decided to come here at nine o'clock at night with your brother and mother just to see the place."

"Well, we actually came to see my dad." Admitted the little boy, adjusting his glasses.

"Your dad? And where is he?" Penelope searched with her gaze, as if she were on her computer looking up the information on her servers.

"It's a surprise! Dad doesn't know we're here, it's the first time we've come to see him at work. I wanted to surprise him so I asked Mom if she could bring me here, and since I've been good, she agreed." Proudly, Alex reached into his backpack for a neatly folded piece of paper. He opened it and held it out to J.J., who was surprised at the grades on that slip of paper.

"Wow, I see only A's here" The printout passed from hand to hand, noting that every course had been passed with the highest grade.

"Yep, even sports! Mr. Adams, my teacher, said I'd been the fastest in the class. Even though I prefer literature, I got along better with letters than balls."

Emily was sure she was a clear copy of the youngest on her team, Spencer Reid.

Wait, where was Spencer?

"Where is Spencer?" Emily turned her gaze to her buddies, who were handing the paper back to Alex so he could put it in his backpack.

"He said he was going to do some stuff on the fourth floor, then he'd be on his way here." Tara replied, turning her attention back to the little boy. "By the way, what's your dad's name? Maybe we can help you look for him, we're the best profiling group in the whole FBI, so we can find him fast."

"His name is Dad!"

"And what's your mom's name?"

"Mom?"

The group went blank. It was clear that a five-year-old wouldn't know what his father or mother's name was. Despite being quite intelligent, to him his parents were called "Mom and Dad."

But it seemed they had managed to summon something, for after mentioning the progenitor of both, little Oliver interrupted their conversation with a whimper announcing that his bedtime was over, plus his beloved mother figure was missing.

"Oh no…"

Alex moved in the direction of the backpack, opening it to look for his brother's pacifier.

The longer they lingered, the louder and louder the little boy's crying got. J.J tried to cuddle him, trying to soothe him while Emily rocked the stroller back and forth and Tara hummed a lullaby.

Luke and Matt were trying to distract him, waving their hands in front of him and making funny faces. Rossi was trying to help Penelope and little Alex with the search for the pacifier, who would occasionally bring his hands to his ears to stop the sound of his brother for a couple of seconds.

But silence came in surprise, causing everyone to stop their actions. Their gazes turned to the baby, who was giving a giggly laugh and wiggling his feet, babbling something. It looked like Oliver was feeling something.

"What's going on here?" a female voice interrupted them, again directing their gaze back.

A tall woman, who was wearing a simple beige sweater and black pants plus black converses, was approaching the stroller. The group of people moved away from her, who was leaving a plastic bag with a box in it on one of the desks and holding the baby in her hands.

She made sure to settle him on her shoulder, stroking his back slowly. Alex smiled, moving closer to the young woman and hugged her side, letting his glasses lift a little from being so tight against her.

"Mommy! Where were you, I thought you'd left me alone forever! Well… Not alone, I was with Oli but you know what I mean." The woman let out a giggle, bringing her free hand to the younger one's disheveled hair and stroked it, feeling the younger one squeeze tighter and tighter.

"Alex, love, I told you I was going to the store to buy Daddy's donuts, don't you remember?" She pushed little Oliver away so she could kiss his forehead and settle him back into the stroller. Her hands, now free, went to Oli's side and took a small pacifier, bringing it up to the baby's mouth, which he immediately accepted to begin sucking on.

"Oh… That's what you told me."

Thewhole group let out a laugh, noticing the little one's rosy cheeks. The woman, now recognized as "mommy", turned to look at the group who had taken it upon themselves to care for her two children.

"Gee, sorry for ignoring you guys." The girl giggled, giving them the same look Alex had given them a few minutes ago, fixing on each one. "Thanks for watching them, I know Alex is responsible, but I'm glad to know there were older ones around."

"You don't have to, Alex was a sweetheart. We were nosy and took his little brother, it was our mistake." Emily admitted.

"That's right, Mommy! I went to the bathroom and they had taken Oli" The young woman simply laughed, kissing the younger boy's forehead before speaking again.

"It's okay, kiddo. They did the right thing, they did the reasonable thing."

"We tried to find out who his parents were, but he told us their names were mom and dad" Alex nodded, looking at his progenitor who seemed quite amused by the whole situation.

Alex took her mother's hand, motioning her to come closer to tell her something. The female complied, listening intently to what her young son was saying before she let out a giggle and nodded, returning to her position.

"Well, actually called me mommy. But before I was called mommy I had another name, pumpkin. My name is Amanda, but at home they call me mommy or baba." Alex opened his eyes, surprised that his mother had another name besides "mommy."

"It's a pleasure, Amanda. I see all your names start with a vowel." Rossi was the first to speak, reaching out to shake Amanda's hand. "Your husband's too?"

"No, he's the exception." The femme admitted, beginning to wave to the round of people standing there.

For a couple of minutes, the group began a pleasant conversation where they talked about the time she was missing. They had jumped to the wildest conclusions, but they knew that at some point they would meet the mother of those two angels.

"Oh, I bought a lot of donuts now that I remember, do you like them? They're my husband's favorite." The woman walked over to the bag, from which she pulled out the box and smiled.

The group appreciated the gesture, beginning to receive and distribute the pastry among those present.

A chocolate-covered doughnut with sprinkles on top was received by each person.

Wait… Her husband's favorite?

Emily looked at the two little ones, then her gaze went to the young woman, then to the doughnut and her eyes went back to the little ones.

Emily could feel her head smoking from the way she worked.

No, it wasn't possible.

Spencer would have told her if it was.

"Excuse me, Amanda…" The mentioned one looked up, fixing her gaze on Emily as little Alex took small bites of his donut and shared it with his mother. "What-what did you say your husband's name was?"

"Oh! I didn't say it, actually." She admitted, taking a bite of the donut she was sharing with Alex. "His name is Spe-"

The answer interrupted by the shout Alex gave, turning away from his mother to run down the hallway for the new presence.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Spencer peered down the elevator, noticing how the small little man ran into his arms and pounced on him.

"Alex! What are you doing here, little one?" He carried the little guy, leaving a resounding kiss on his cheek and looked him in the face. His cheeks were covered with chocolate and his glasses were drooping gracefully down his nose. "Are you alone, who brought you?"

"Mom did!" The youngest was smiling happily, playing with his progenitor's hair. "Dad, did you know Mom has another name besides Mom, her name is Amanda!"

"Yes, buddy. I knew mommy's name was Amanda, but I affectionately call her Mandi."

"I thought you called her Mommy, not Mandi."

Spencer carried his little boy over to the cubicles, finding his work group/friends staring at him with stupefaction on their faces. He was sure their faces were perfect for being part of a surreal painting.

"Spence, surprise." Amanda approached the man, leaving a kiss on his lips and received her husband's kiss back.

"What are you two doing here?" Spencer looked at his family with some surprise.

"Three, daddy. Oli's here too" The little hand pointed toward the stroller, where the movement of the youngest of the Reid family could be heard.

Spencer walked over to the baby carriage, leaving the eldest of the Reid brothers on the floor and peeked out so he could see his little boy, his newest devotion.

"Hi Oli, are you awake yet? Daddy's here." Oliver watched his father with his big hazel eyes, moving his hands so he could reach one of his father's curls. "Hey, buddy. How big are you." The man took the little guy in his hands, drawing him into his body so he could carry him, smiling at the feel of his son's movement stopping as he began to pet him.

The whole group was silent, unable to believe that the youngest of their team had such a well-kept secret.

A wife and two children! How was it possible that even Emily hadn't known about this?

"Spencer…w-what is this? When did you intend to tell us? About your wife, about your children, about-about this!" Emily waved her hands around trying to take in the situation, feeling the pieces of the puzzle coming together on their own.

"I thought Hotch was going to tell you before he left." Spencer looked at the group of people, stopping his gaze on his wife who lifts her shoulders, trying to tell him "don't even look at me, I didn't say anything."

"Clearly he didn't say it" Jennifer looked at her best friend, trying to look as relaxed as possible, but it was impossible, I guess no one was trying to "act cool" at that moment.

"Well, I guess it's time to introduce you to my family." Amanda smiled, leaning against one of the desks as she watched Alex approach her. "This is Amanda, Amanda Reid, my wife" The young woman waved her hand, crossing her arms again with a smile on her mouth. She loved that he said my wife. "This is Alexander Reid and Oliver Reid, Alex and Oli of affection." Little Alex smiled, again waving to everyone with his hand and took what was left of the donut his mother offered him.

"How long have you been married?" Next to speak was Rossi, who felt Hotch had betrayed him by keeping that secret so long.

"Well, married… we've been married for five years. Dating we've been dating for seven…" Amanda turned to look at her husband.

"Seven years, five months and thirteen days." Spencer nodded, looking down at the baby who had just fallen asleep in his arms.

"So…" Matt looked over at Alexander, who looked amused eating the sprinkles on top of the donut.

"Yeah, Alex was a surprise. We knew we wanted to be parents, but we wanted to live together first, and well… The first night of living together caused Alex's arrival." Amanda laughed with her cheeks flushed, noticing how Spencer's cheeks were also filled with that crimson red. "Oli arrived after a couple of tries. We didn't want Alex to be alone and have to read all the books to himself."

"Now he reads Oli to sleep, like the good big brother he is" Spencer smiled, placing little Oliver in the most comfortable place to sleep.

After that confession, the pair settled in at the desk where the woman was sitting.

"I have so many questions I can't process, I really don't understand. So…how come we didn't see this in your apartment when you went to jail? We'd be completely blind if we hadn't noticed." Penelope had gotten to a good point, causing the friends to nod and the pair looked at each other before they could respond.

"It's because you guys went to Spence's old apartment." Amanda replied. "When we had Alex, we outgrew the apartment. We tried to look at an apartment in the same building, but they were all the same, so we pooled our paychecks and managed to rent a slightly larger apartment down the street from there. After Oliver came along we had to move to a bigger place." Spencer nodded, wiping the corner of his son's lip, which was full of chocolate. "But when Spence needs to focus, he goes to his old apartment to work. Diana was living there for a season and then she came to our house." The young woman pushed her hair back, feeling her husband's warm hand wrap around her hip.

The group was attentive to what they were saying, nodding at every word and concentrating on the story they had for them. Like little children, they formed around the young couple to follow their narrative.

"When Mexico and jail happened, it was really an ordeal. Hotch called us to get into the program with him and Jack, we had to go into hiding because we were Spencer's immediate family. Before Diana could hide she was kidnapped and, well, you know the rest of the story." Amanda's hand went to her son's hair, playing with the unruly locks of the scalp. They were exactly the same as his father's.

"But we would have known, I would have figured it out! H-how did you…?" Penelope was utterly convinced she would have found that information.

"It wasn't in the system." Spencer admitted. "I begged Hotch not to release it, it's manually, on paper. But online it's not, it was more likely to endanger my family." The young couple looked at each other and gave each other a smile. Sighing, Spencer continued. "Something like Foyet and Hotch would have happened, it was too dangerous. I wasn't willing to lose them and place them in danger."

Finally, the group of people began to understand, nodding at what he was saying and relaxing after that news.

"Spence had intended to tell them, but after Cat Adams, Scratch, Mexico, jail, Diana… I don't know when the time was right, to be honest with you." A collective chuckle filled the room echoing at that moment.

"Wow Spencer, you sure had this secret well hidden." Luke smiled, patting the younger man on the back, who was grinning broadly after breaking free of that secret that had him gnawing inside.

"Well, it's never too late to throw a welcome home party for the new family." Rossi smiled, moving closer to Amanda so he could hug her.

Mandi smiled receiving greetings from everyone, feeling like she was home.

"Good, then I'll start buying presents from now on. For both Oliver and Alex." Penelope smiled, receiving a wide smile from Alexander, who was the most excited to receive gifts. "I've missed so many birthdays and Christmases already."

"So…" Alex stole glances at everyone, who looked quite intrigued by his words. "Can I tell you aunties and uncles?"

That was the straw that broke the excitement level in the entire group, causing everyone to nod and smile broadly, feeling their chest heaving with joy.

"Did you see, Alex? Now you have lots of aunts and uncles to share, plus cousins." Spencer fell into step with his son, who was hugging him by the neck with a smile.

"That's right daddy, lots and lots!" The little boy turned to look at them all before stretching his arms out to hang around Luke's neck, who was greeting him with a smile that went so far as to make his cheeks ache.

The entire group stayed talking for a couple more minutes before deciding to head home to relax after a full day full of excitement.

Before she could get on the elevator, Emily smiled in the direction of the group of people.

"I think we know who his daddy is." Tara's whisper caused Emily to laugh and step onto the elevator, letting the doors close and signal the end of the work day.

The day had closed on a high note, not only for the capture of a criminal, but also for the discovery of a new family.

And Spencer couldn't be happier to finally reunite their families.

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[cactuscoolerr]

⋆｡˚. lacy - itoshi rin, mikage reo, isagi yoichi

• sfw

• notes: this is loosely based off of lacy by olivia rodrigo because i love that song a lot ( • ᴖ • ｡)

content: pro player characters x insecure reader (mentions of an ex girlfriend)

. ˚ ｡⋆ itoshi rin

you sat in bed after rin left for his morning run. usually, you wouldn't wake up since he'd leave earlier than you usually got up but lately, you went on an accidental rabbit hole that included his ex girlfriend and anything that had to do with her social media accounts.

she was beautiful, looking like she could be a model. she was taller than you were and had a few.. qualities.. that you didn't. she had the most gorgeous freckles adorning her cheeks and the most captivating eyes you had ever seen - aside from your boyfriends.. no ones eyes could beat his.

you couldn't help but stare at her pictures before moving to look at yourself in the mirror. if she was his type before, it made you wonder why he fell in love with you. her looks were far different from how you looked.

it wasnt that you didn't like how you looked. but you couldn't help but compare yourself to her when she looked so different from how you did.

"what are you doing?"

you jumped slightly from where you stood in front of the mirror and snapped your head towards where rin was leaning against the door frame. "uh.. mirror.." you weakly pointed at your reflection and rin snorted a laugh.

"yeah.. i see that," rin came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, looking at how well your reflection complimented his. "i didn't think you'd be awake. you usually aren't, lazy"

with a glare pointed towards rin, you huffed and leaned your head back against his chest. "im not lazy.."

rin hummed a soft reply and stared into your eyes in the mirror. he knew something was wrong but he wasn't sure if you'd want to talk about it. he was never one to pry, only waiting to see if you'd bring it up to him.

instead of asking, rin gently grabbed your hand and wordlessly dragged you out of your bedroom and towards the kitchen. "what're you doing..?" your small pout made rin laugh softly. "just wait, okay?"

when you reached the kitchen, you saw a big bouquet of flowers on the counter. you looked at rin with a shocked expression before gently touching the flower petals and the leaves. "what's this for?" you asked, your voice small, almost like a whisper.

"you know i notice every time you're overthinking, right?" rin gave a questioning look before sighing. "im not gonna make you talk about it but whatever it is, you're stressing yourself out over something that you shouldn't be stressing out about"

rin moved to gently hold your face in his hands, his gaze still hard but you know he meant well. "my beautiful girl.." he whispered softly and sweetly kissed your forehead. "stop overthinking, okay..?"

"okay.." you whispered and leaned upwards to capture his lips in a loving kiss, craving his affection after the mental exhaustion you put yourself through the past week. and he was happy to give it to you if it meant he'd get to see his girl smile more for him.

. ˚ ｡⋆ mikage reo

"so.. what was your ex like.." you asked in a casual tone like you were asking about the weather.

reo paused his stirring as he looked back at you, moving his gaze back towards the food after a second to finish cooking. "why're you asking me this?"

"just wondering.."

a soft sigh sounded from your boyfriend as he turned off the stove, moving towards where he left you to sit on the counter. he stood between your legs, gently caressing your thighs as he did so. "if you want to know about her, you can look her up. there's plenty about her on the internet" he spoke with a soft tone but something told you he didn't want to talk about it any longer.

"i think i'd kill myself if i looked her up and saw about her latest trip to appear in the paris fashion week" you half joked with a small laugh.

"is that what this is about?" reo held a disappointed look, making you feel small under his gaze. "are you comparing yourself to her or something?" the accusing tone in his voice made you feel even smaller.

you froze slightly in your place, making reo sigh. "have you ever looked her up..?' reo asked softer than his tone before. with reo's gaze still on you, you shook your head no and glanced down at your phone. "i just know you guys dated for a few years.. and she's a super famous model.."

"look her up," reo gently brought your phone into your hands. "see what kind of person she is"

hesitantly, you turned on your phone but you couldn't bring yourself to do as he said. you knew couldn't bear to see the way tabloids complimented her and showed the most gorgeous pictures of her on runways in designer clothes.

reo was still looking at you, sighing softly when he realized you wouldn't. "you really shouldn't compare yourself to her.." his hands found home on the swell of your cheeks, forcing your gaze to meet his. "you're so beautiful.. and the love of my life.. she wasn't and she never will be"

his soft sigh made you sigh, making reo crack a smile. "i love you, too.." your soft voice met reo's ears and he leaned in to kiss you. "don't compare yourself to her because you mean it when you say you love me.. she didn't"

"really..?"

reo nodded slightly and kissed you again, softer this time. "she liked the popularity our relationship had.. liked that she got to attend more events.." your soft hum told reo that he should continue. "but she was cheating on me for a while before i broke up with her"

this time, you pulled away and looked at him shocked. "cheated? on you?"

your tone made reo laugh before nodding. "i don't think she's one that could love another person, only what they bring her.." his soft tone made you sad but you still nodded. "i love you so much, reo.."

reo's eyes met yours once more, making him nearly melt on the spot. your voice and eyes held sincerity and he knew then that he'd definitely be spending the rest of his life with you. "i love you even more, bunny.."

at the sound of the nickname, your cheeks reddened as you glared at your boyfriend. "i told you not to call me that" your whiny tone made reo laugh and he pulled you into his tight embrace. "can't resist it when you give me such a cute reaction"

his teasing tone elicited another small whine from you, making him fall even more hopelessly in love with you.

. ˚ ｡⋆ isagi yoichi

you and isagi sat uncomfortably inside of the restaurant as the two of you waited for your food. just before, you had been bombarded by paparazzi, asking isagi questions about his training and his time in the city. it didn't bother you much until his ex was brought up.

isagi's ex was popular on social media. she came from a wealthy family, so naturally, she'd hang around only the most popular people. she was basically the 'it' girl at the moment that everyone loved. and she just so happened to be the ex girlfriend of your very famous boyfriend.

"you know it's not true.." isagi tried hesitantly to break the silence, but you only huffed softly, crossing your arms over your chest with an annoyed gaze at the table. "we only dated for a few months.."

when he got no other response than your pouty expression and small huffs of annoyance, isagi gave up on trying to reason with you.

after dinner, the two of you walked to isagi's car. you didn't have any time to react before isagi was ushering you into the backseat, pouncing on you with fervor and desperation. "i love you.." his voice was breathless as he kissed your neck, making you whine loudly and angle your neck sideways for him to have more room.

"do i have your attention now..?" isagi asked as he pulled away, gently pulling your dress back down your thighs as it slipped up when he was on top of you. your small nod made isagi sigh softly in relief. "i never loved her you know.. i just thought she was pretty so i agreed when she asked me out.."

"that doesn't change the fact that everyone thinks you two were a better fit than you and i.." you sighed and looked down at your hands. "it's kinda hard to be with you when all i hear about is how people want you to date another woman.."

even before you could finish your sentence, isagi angled your face back up towards him. " i love you.. didn't you hear me the first time?"

"well.. yeah but-"

"i love you," isagi kissed you passionately, holding your hips down as he grew more desperate for you to hear him. "i love you.." he whispered against your lips. "only you.."

his hand found your left hand, gently thumbing over the jewel that sat heavy on your ring. "if i loved her, i would have asked her to marry me.. but i never loved her. i want to spend the rest of my life with you. only you.."

"okay.."

isagi watched you with a desperate gaze and you nodded, closing your eyes so he couldn't see how his words were making you tear up. "i love you.." you whispered and pulled his face down so his lips could meet yours into a rough kiss, desperately gripping onto his shirt as he kissed back just as rough.

#bllk #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk headcanons #itoshi rin x reader #blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #isagi yoichi x reader #isagi yoichi fluff #mikage reo x reader #mikage reo fluff #itoshi rin fluff

[ohmytyong]

[21:18]

PAIRING: boyfriend!mark x female!reader

GENRE: fluff, established relationship au

WARNINGS: food, pet names (mark says "my girl" once)

WC: 0,8k

A/N: just some random late night thoughts i had, enjoy♡

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"seriously though, that movie was terrible" mark said, dipping his plastic pink spoon into his watermelon-flavored gelato, his hair falling onto his eyes due to the soft summer breeze.

"no it wasn't! you just have terrible taste. like, didn't you see the character development? okay - scratch that - all the beautiful shots? it was a really good movie" you clapped back at him and he smirked at your defensive tone.

"okay, okay, alright, i get that. i'm not saying you're right, but we had a great time and i'm not in the mood to argue. i have to admit though," mark brought the spoon to his lips to taste the gelato, "you are so cute when you get all defensive like that" he said with a half smile, which earned a soft giggle from you.

you and mark liked going to the movies together; one of you would pick a random movie that you had no clue what was about and then you would give reviews that usually ended in such trivial arguments.

but now that it was summertime, you finally got to watch movies in your favorite place; the drive-in theater. mark would pick you up with his car and, in order to compensate for him paying for gas, you offered to buy snacks.

this time, you followed your typical routine of all your movie dates, but with one exception. the warm summer breeze and the lively night were practically inviting you to stay out for a little bit longer, so you and mark decided to treat yourselfs with some cool delicious gelato.

now both of you were outside the gelateria, sitting on top of the hood of mark's car, enjoying your gelato and each other's company.

for the next few minutes, the two of you remained silent, too focused on eating the gelato that nothing could make you speak. mark finished with his gelato first, and you followed shortly after him. he noticed that your cup was empty, so he gently grabbed the cup from your hands and tossed both of yours and his into the garbage bin behind the car.

mark licked his lips to taste the remaining gelato stains on them. he turned to look at you and noticed that you had one remaining stain in the corner of your lip. "oops, wait you've got-" he lifted his hand to your face and wiped the stain off your face with his thumb. "there we go, now you're good" mark said and you smiled at him, mumbling a small thanks.

mark didn't take his eyes off you. he couldn't. he sat there still, his eyes roaming into your bright ones. he could swear that he saw sparkles in your eyes, but he couldn't tell whether it was the stars and the moon reflecting on them or if he was just deeply in love with you.

you noticed that his lips parted slightly, the corners turning in an upward angle, as if he wanted to say something. "is there something you want to tell me?" you nudged him and his lips formed a full smile in an instant.

without breaking eye contact, he licked his lips again and spoke quietly, but his words were as clear as the night sky. "you are so beautiful" he simply said.

no matter how many times your boyfriend complimented you, you couldn't help but get shy around him. you lowered your eyes to your lap, pressing your lips together to prevent the massive smile that was threatening to appear on your face.

you felt mark's index finger lift your chin up, and before you could even say anything, he tilted his head to capture your lips in a soft yet heated kiss. your body immediately reacted to his touch, your arms flying over his shoulders as his hand caressed the side of your neck.

you were kissing mark for a few seconds when you pulled back abruptly, looking at him with wide eyes. "wait, we're in a public place. let's not go too overboard with this" you said.

mark playfully rolled his eyes at your statement and placed both his hands on your cheeks. "are you serious right now, y/n? we're literally all alone out here. besides, can't i kiss my girl whenever i want? what's the problem with that?" he said and you nodded in agreement.

"i just love you too much," mark continued, "and i want you to know it, i want to show it to you all the time. is that too much?" he asked you in a softer tone, searching into your glimmering eyes for an answer.

you moved your head closer to his face, your lips ghosting over his as your eyes never left his loving ones, giving him the answer he wanted to hear, the only answer that was real. "i love you too much mark. please show me how much you love me too."

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TAGS: @peachjaem00 @hyuckieslove @bbyyhyuck @vdollys @positionslab @matchahyuck @renjun-fairy @back2jisung @doieslefttoe @uwuheeseungie

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[k-germsworld]

Behind The Scenes

Sowon x M!reader

1.8k words

"Kach... Kach." The sound of the shutter in the studio rang continuously.  Surrounded by the uninterrupted sound of shutters, the main character is—Kim Sowon, who is also the cover character of this month's magazine.  Soon, she changed into a sports bra and leggings.  When she appeared in front of many staff members, all staff members stared at her dumbfounded.  Every staff member was attracted by her beautiful bodyline, and make everyone's blood boiled.

Numerous spotlights shone on Sowon's body, and her exquisite face and hot body were perfectly capture in the camera.

 "Ok, take a break for 30 minutes." The director shouted.  Sowon walked to the computer next to the director without haste, and bent her body in front of the computer and looking at the photos just taken.  At this time, the director sitting next to her glanced at her buttocks.  Just as the director's eyes were about to look elsewhere on her body, she stood up.  "I am very grateful to the director for taking such a beautiful picture of me." Sowon said gratefully and bowed to the director to thank him.  This bending made the director see her looming cleavage, and the director couldn't help but look at it for a long time.  It wasn't until she straightened his body that he replied to her.  "You're welcome, it's not my credit but because you are so beautiful and it's my job."

At this time, Sowon bent down again and said to the director's ear: "Oppa, just now I noticed that you looked at my breasts for a long time. Do you want to know more about me now?" The director's eyes widened after hearing this,  Eyes full of desire looked at Sowon and nodded. She using lips language to the director and said see you in the bathroom.  After she finished speaking, she walked towards the toilet without looking back.  Not long after she left, the director followed Sowon to the toilet.

 "PD nim, are you in love with my body?" She asked.  " Of course I fucking love it, " the director replied with satisfaction, while his hands restlessly began to touch Sowon's tits from behind.  The director's hand slowly moved from the tits to her ass.  The director's hand touched her butt and said: "I wanted to touch it so much when I saw it just now."

"PD nim, you are so lecherous. You want to touch my body when we just first meet today. Do you only want to touch my body? Don't you want to do something hot?"

 After the director heard it, he stopped moving.  Sowon turned around and crouched down.  She unzips the director's pants and pulls out the director's cock.  She took the director's cock with her hand and started stroking the director's cock slowly up and down.  The director's cock swelled more and more as she stroked it.  Sowon spat on his cock to lubricate the director's cock.

 "Sowon, suck my dick!"

 "PD nim, how much do you want me to suck your cock?"

 "I want it so much! I really want my cock in your mouth right now."

Sowon stuck out her tongue and licked the head of the director's cock.  The director groaned at the sudden move.  She takes the director's cock in her mouth with satisfaction after hearing the director's moans.  She started sucking slowly from the head to the base of the cock, stayed for a few seconds and then slowly pulled out.  She also started using her tongue to lick from the head to the balls and from the balls back to the head.  She sucks the director's cock like an expert

"Ah......Sowon ah.......very good......" The director moaned non-stop about her blowjob.

Suddenly, Sowon stopped her move.  "Oppa, do you just want me to blow your cum out? Don't you want to initiate?"

The director didn't understand what she meant.  To let the director know what she meant, she gently tied her hair into a ponytail with her hands.  Only then the director understand what she meant for the director to take the initiative.

The director picked up her ponytail with one hand and adjusted the position of the dick with the other hand, and stuffed the dick into her mouth.  Now, the director held her ponytail with both hands, and slowly pumped her mouth.  Soon, his horniness overwhelmed his rationality. He began to speed up the thrusting. Every thrust of him hit Sowon's throat hard, making she keep choking.

Sowon patted the director's thigh to let her take a breath.  When he pulled the cock out of Sowon's mouth, the director's cock was full of her saliva.

After panting, Sowon continued to stroke his cock so that her saliva could wrap around it.  At this time, she also spit abit on his cock.  Sowon pulled the bottom of her sports bra and put his cock between her tits.  Her boobs rubbed against his cock.  Sowon would stick out her tongue and lick his dick to double stimulate him.  He watching his cock rub against her cleavage, he got excited.  She squeezing her breasts and began rubbing his cock faster and faster. His cock feel very tight in her sports bra but it was even tighter this time as she pressed her hand to her breasts.  "Ah...so tight...so hot...." He wanna to cum very soon.

Sowon pulled out the director's cock and stood up next to his ear and said, "Oppa you still can't cum..... I still want you to fuck me."

"Sowon, you really took the initiative. The other artists gave me a blowjob and let me cum in their mouth and it's over. But you are different, you are the first artist who wants me fuck you so much."

Sowon didn't answer him, she just kissed the director, it was just normal lips to lips at first.  Afterwards, she started sticking her tongue into his mouth.  He didn't hesitate, sucking her tongue.  He also started sticking his tongue into her mouth.  The tongues of the two were constantly intertwined in each other's mouths.

He couldn't help but start kissing her neck, collarbone, until her tits.  He kissed them through the sports bra, squeezed and kneaded them with his hands, and licked her nipples.  Sowon's sports bra was licked by the director with obvious saliva marks.

The director took off her legging and touched her pussy through the panties.  His fingers kept touching her pussy.  "Sowon, your pussy is so wet!" "Ah... Oppa more..." After finishing speaking, the director began to lick her pussy through her panties.  His flexible tongue licked her pussy until he hit her clitoris, and slowly sucked her clitoris.  "Ah.... fuck... don't... stop" she let out a horny moan.  She was teased by the director and had already squirted so hard, causing her panties to be covered with her own squirt.  He touched Sowon's drenched panties, he took them off, and sniffed them vigorously.  "Ah...it smells so good." The director continued to suck her clitoris heartily.  His hands were not idle either, he inserted his fingers into her pussy and stimulated her quickly.

 "Oppa... I'm going to cum...." After saying that, she squirted second time.  Because he licked her pussy so selflessly that his face was full of her squirt.  The director licked the water from his lips and said, "It's so fucking delicious... the squirt of the beautiful women is delicious as expected." Sowon slowly calmed down from the orgasm, but he quickly carried she to the sink, he open her thigh wider.  "I can't hold it anymore." The director slowly began to thrust his cock into her wet pussy.  The director felt the tightness and wetness of her pussy when he first put it in, but soon his cock was able to hit her g-spot.  The director kept repeating these hard thrusts, letting Sowon to feel her pussy being pounded hard.

"Ah.....harder..... fucking me more harder...." Sowon seemed dissatisfied with the director's power and asked him to fuck harder.  Hearing this, he immediately raising his strength.  He began to fuck her with all his power. Since, Sowon just had an orgasm, her pussy was wet so his cock can coming in and out very easily.  He was dissatisfied with seeing the tits covered in the sports bra, so he took it off and hung it on her hand.  He grabbed her tits with both hands and played with her nipples, and his face stick to it and began to suck her nipples.  He keep playing with her nipples making Sowon moaning nonstop.  "Ah... Oppa is so good... I'm gonna cum again." When he felt the warmth of his cock, he realized that Sowon had squirted for the third time.  He looked at Sowon lying tiredly on the sink, and also looked at his own dick covered by her squirt.

 "Would you like to fuck me from behind, Oppa? My back is tighter than the front." The director immediately held her down and turned her around.  She is now supporting herself with her hands on the sink, while her ass is swaying and teasing the director.  The director spanked her ass and pushed his own cock inside.  She let out the loudest moan of the day from the sudden entry.

"It's so fucking tight."

He started to thrust her from behind. He can see her horny face when he is thrusting from the reflection of the mirror. His hand wandered to her tits and began to grabbed the tits.  The sound of the his thigh hitting her ass was loud enough to surround the toilet.  He kept spanking her ass.  Her ass has obvious red palm prints.  She let out her moan as the director's cock went all the way in.

 After fucking in this position for a short period of time, he finally wanted to cum.  "Sowon, I'm going to cum."

 "Not inside."

After saying, he pulled out his dick, and Sowon quickly opened her mouth and crouching in front of his dick. The director continued to stimulate his cock until a thick white stream shot into her mouth.  Since his semen is too much, some shoot on her face, some cum fall on her tits.  After a few seconds, he finally done his ejaculation. Sowon's face and mouth were full of the smell of the director's semen.  She opened her mouth to him and let him watch as she played with the cum in her mouth until it frothed before swallowing it.  She also put his cummed cock in her mouth to clean it up.  She licked the remaining cum off his cock and swallowed it into her mouth as well.

 When they're done, Sowon simply washes off the semen with water and wearing back her shirts.  After she put on her pants, Sowon took out a business card from her pants. He took the business card and found that it was a series of numbers.  "Oppa, this is my private phone number, call this number when you still want me, you can fuck me in any position you want." Sowon said seductively and left the toilet, the director looked at the phone number and then flashed a treacherous smile......

#gfriend smut #gfriend sowon smut #sowon smut #kim sowon smut

[rose-lunaire]

Hi! I would like to make two requests for nbc Hannibal characters!

1. First kiss

2. Them having an obsession on reader

If you can please focus more on Bedelia and Hannibal. Thank you!😊🌻

hello sweetie, i already wrote a bit about obsessed boys in the past, so let me fulfill the first part of your request. thanks for reaching out and enjoy!

nbc hannibal characters having their first kiss with reader

pairings: hannibal x gn!reader, will x gn!reader, bedelia x gn!reader

warnings: none spotted

hannibal lecter

i see him making the first move quickly compared to the others

when he sees something he likes, wants he just goes for it

prefers to deal with the consequences of his actions much rather than the aftermath of not taking his chance

so it was your fourth date and he was waiting for you just outside the restaurant

and just when he was getting bored, he saw you: eyes glimmering, smile radiating off your features

he greeted you with a polite nod, to which you replied with an excited squeal and both hand waving his way

“hannibal” you exclaimed, running the last meters up to him

and he just kissed you

wanting to capture the sound of his name on your lips, engrave this moment in his mind and never let it go

drinking the vibrations like a starved vampire would drain his last meal

he asserts his claims towards you, professing his attachment and respect all in that one kiss

surprised and a little flustered, you were the first one to pull away

“whoa, someone’s eager to see me” you teased, chuckling your blush away

hannibal quickly regained his poise and extended his arm for you

“you don’t even realize how much”

will graham

he knows he has problems and doesn’t want to pull anyone into it

especially someone so genuine and caring as you

so after months of playing hide-and-seek with his feelings, he finally accepted you invitation to dinner

at 8 o’clock he finds himself reluctantly knocking on your door

you wanted this date to feel cozy and away from any prying eyes, so you’d both feel comfortable

you wanted will so open up so bad, after being colleagues for so long and never ever getting close to talking for more than five minutes

yet you felt such closure every time your eyes locked like with no one else

it was a warm evening, filled with quiet laugh and longing looks

ended with a small peck, a goodbye gift and a promise

will visibly uneasy and vulnerable

so you whispered “thank you”

“no, thank you”

there is definitely a next date coming

bedelia du maurier

she really likes to keep control of all that happens around her

and you’re the only one whose actions she can’t seem to predict

wild breeze bringing sanity into her awfully insane life

she appreciates your perspective on things, doesn’t always likes it but she’s grateful for your willingness to help

slowly, she begins to trust you and so your weekly talks become a much awaited tradition

one night, after one too many glasses of red wine, bedelia just opens up

talks how she can’t ever stop looking over her shoulder, how she questions every single decision, how she can’ stop analysing a mere gesture or word

but not with you

she’s really not the person to talk about her feelings, it’s like there’s always a mask on her face

but at that moment, it just dropped revealing a beautiful and vulnerable creature

and you just kiss her

it’s passionate and comforting, reassuring and fiery

the wall around bedelia falls down spectacularly just as she starts to build a new one: around the both of you

giving away protective glances to any nosy bystanders, she’s brimming with happiness and relief

#hannibal x reader #hannibal imagine #bedelia du maurier #nbc hannibal #will graham #hannibal lecter #hannibal reactions #murder husbands #yandere hannibal #yandere #will graham x reader #hannibal preferences #hannibal #hannigram #first kiss #hannibal fluff

[bashfullove]

❦Reactions To You Wanting To Draw Them❦

❦Summary: Their beautiful/handsome S/O wants to capture their beauty in pencil

❦Includes: Arthur, Sadie, Javier, Kieran

❦Warnings: none ❦Notes:I know it's very few characters but I tried to write as much as I could. If you want other characters feel free to request it

❦Arthur Morgan❦

"Wait seriously?" It's almost like he doesn't believe you when you ask for the consent to capture his pure bliss and beauty while he fishes. The boat you both sat in rocking very lightly like a mother rocking her newborn's cradle, the fishing rod is in his steady calloused hands while you pinch the pencil between your fingers, etching the features of his jawline on the paper. If Arthur had been so kind before to draw you, why couldn't you return the favour? Plus you never really cared for fishing all that much, you just liked being in the same space as Arthur, breathing the same air, and sharing the perfect silence with a unstressed breeze between you two. And maybe you treated this as an excuse to look at Arthur a little closer than you usually would, admire the finer details of his roughened face. The small scar on his cheek that you never truly figured out the origins of, the small strand of hair that without fault would always end up against his forehead, the bags on his eyes that if they were on anyone else that you wouldn't find too appealing but just because it's on Arthur, your Arthur, its one of those imperfections that turns perfect. His jaw is practically on the floor once you reveal the drawing to him, the details that you've captured in his face that he had only seen as flaws. He wasn't used to this, he was used to capturing the beauty around him, hiding the ugliness away from his drawings, the ugliness which he labelled as himself. Even with a beauty like you beside him he could never find himself all that appealing to look at, let alone put in the work in drawing. He felt flattered thought hat you would take the time to draw him, he knows he's returned the favour more than enough times. Enjoying to draw you when you're grooming your horse, singing at the campfire with Javier, looking so peaceful sleeping beside him, any chance he would take to capture your beauty. And Arthur wouldn't ever admit it, maybe he was too proud or didn't want to look too soft to the others but he would take the drawing you made of him everywhere. That little reminder that even when he thought he was the worst man alive that there was someone back at camp who saw him as perfect

❦Sadie Adler❦

"Draw me? Well if it makes you happy I guess?" She'll pretend that she doesn't care, that it means nothing when you approach her all shy, your leather back journal and pencil in your hands while she's dragging her gun oil soaked rag over her pistol's barrel. Her eyes glancing at you as if its some kind of joke but when she sees your serious, she just shrugs it off and keeps working. She comments that she isn't gonna just sit still for an hour while you draw, she's a busy woman who has work to get done and you understand that. Hoping to get her drawing done quick but with the details you keep getting glimpses of when you pull your vision from the paper to her face make you realise how much more work you'll have to do to get it perfect. But inside, what you don't see, is that Sadie really does care at the idea of her drawing, especially from you. She's always been a secret fan of your little hobby, it was nice to have something that brought you such comfort and calm, she really wished she had something like that before she met you but now she had you, even if she tried to look all tough, she was truly as lovesick as she used to be with her now deceased husband that she is with you. When your eyes aren't on her, she's fixing her hair or clothes, just making sure that you get the best details of her. She doesn't want to look like an outlaw, she wants to look like a normal woman even if she is far from that now. She wants to look normal for you, the contrast between you two was so obvious to her. She could shoot twelve men and not even miss a wink of sleep while you couldn't even shoot a squirrel when you went out hunting with her. She enjoyed your kind heart though, it made her not feel so monsterous for what she's done and all the people she's hurt. She's very patient truly when you need more time to finish, even if before she told you that she wasn't gonna sit still. She knows how much you took pride and patience in your work, she wanted to make sure that your needs were met. And it paid off because when she finally does see the drawing, her heart has swelled holding the leather back journal as she admires your work. She had truly forgotten what she had looked like when she wasn't covered in dirt and blood, the inner beauty of her that you captured physically on the drawing, she just loved you a little more.

❦Javier Escuella❦

"Are you interested in a more intimate portrait?" Don't get me wrong, he is very flattered that you want to sketch him but he has to tease, giving you that sly smirk on his lips while he leans against the tree, his guitar in his lap and you sitting across from him. He sits confidently, trying to get a peak at your work every now and again, making comments at you that almost distract you from your drawing with how much they make your heart flutter. He gives you ideas for the drawing, like how he could look good on his horse, or fighting Micah, anything that makes him look like your personal hero that you already know he is. When you sometimes look up at him, he sends you a quick wink, chuckled at your flustered cheeks and quick change of focus back onto your paper. As much as Javier is teasing and trying to distract you from the work, he has full intentions of sitting right under the tree in the scorching heat until your work would be done to perfection. If you were more than happy to sit with him while he lazily strummed on his guitar, he could be considerate enough to enjoy his time with you while you work on your own hobby. He isn't exactly patient so eventually he leaves his spot, scooting over to you as he rests his chin on your shoulder, looking at your work. His eyes are glued to your fingers which pinch your pencil and move in little scritch scratches on the finer details of his mustache. Careful to keep the strings of his guitar as straight as possible even if there's a little wonky bit every here and now. He thinks it's adorable how focused you are, your eyes glued to the sheet and your tongue sticking out of your mouth every now and again as you concentrate on the proper shading, rubbing your thumb against the paper to smudge the ink

❦Kieran Duffy❦

"I'm nothing special" It makes you frown to hear him say such a thing, turning his back to you when he continues on his chores, not wanting to be a burden to you. Not that he ever was, Kieran was the perfect medium between fantasy and realism. He was perfect to you, since the day you met him in Colter. Sneaking him food when everyone was asleep, on the coldest days when the wind blew harder with every second that burned your exposed skin but it had been worth it to see the small smile on his face when he knew at least there was someone who cared for him. Not many people had ever cared for him, his ma died young and his pa not long after her. He had been alone, every time he met one they would disappear or die around him. Possibly that's why it took so long for him to warm up to you, his fear that the next good thing in his life was gonna disappear. But you refused to take his no or fear for an answer, proving him time and time again that you didn't plan to go anywhere. Even if he would push and push you away, you held on like a tick on a dog, of course a bit more benefitial than a tick for a dog. And maybe it takes a little bit of forcing to get him to just sit down, relax and let you show him that he is a lot more perfect than he thinks so. He's stiff, constantly trying to find an excuse to escape your eyes on him as you concentrate on capturing his finer details. He's fixing his hat to hide his face until you rip the hat away from him, practically begging him to just let you do this and show him in your own eyes, your vision of how perfect the squirmy shy and anxious boy sitting under the tree with you truly is. Once you're finished he's so happy that he has something made by someone only for him, something that he is able to cherish. Even if he will still have his self esteem issues, he will always have his physical representation of the love from his little artist.

❦Thank You For Reading❦

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❦Bashfullove❦

#red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan #sadie adler #kieran duffy #javier escuella #arthur morgan x reader #sadie adler x reader #kieran duffy x reader #javier escuella x reader #rdr #rdr2 #rdr x reader #rdr2 x reader #bashfullove #bashfullove writing

[blaxcunicorn]

hi hi! i saw your post of requests for writing and i wanted to ask for a roronoa zoro one! something about him being acting like he doesn't have feelings for the reader but when a stranger flirts with reader, he gets super jealous and angry. then reader confronts him and he first acts like nothing happened but after a while he finalley confesses his true feelings? idk if it makes sense but anyway thank you!!

also hope you are doing well, have a nice day!! ^^

Hey friend!

I'm well thank you!

Also, thank you so much for the request! I tried my best to write it, but please give me feedback if I missed anything.

This is my first time writing Zoro, I tried my best to capture his character but he is not the romantic type haha.

Word count: 1.1k

After returning from Whole Cake Island after saving Sanji, you worked as a geisha woman in disguise with Robin in Wano. "I believe Zoro wishes to see you again," Robin said with a smile. You felt the skin on your cheek burn. "W-We have to focus on taking Kaido down…I—" you stopped yourself, knowing that arguing with someone as intellectual as Robin would be a waste of time. "I'll cover up for you, just go and greet him. Besides, he might have collected some valuable information on our customers."

"When you put it like that, I'll go." You say, sneaking out of the house. You feel your stomach growl and decide to take a quick trip to Sanji's new food stand. On your way, you freeze as you hear Zoro talking to Sanji. "Don't you want to see Y/n-swan? She looked gorgeous in her geisha outfit." Sanji drooled. Zoro turned around, blushing, feeling a bit embarrassed. Sanji noticed Zoro's blushing and asked him again if he didn't want to see you. Zoro hesitated for a moment before saying no. You overhear this conversation and feel your heart break into a million pieces. You had been so excited to see Zoro, but now it seemed he didn't want to see you.

Sanji looked at him with confusion. "Why not? I thought you liked her," he said. "I do like her, but I don't want to put her in danger," Zoro explained. "I'm not strong enough to protect her yet. I need to get stronger first." Sanji nodded, understanding Zoro's concerns. "I see what you mean," he said. "But you know, Y/n-Swan is a strong person, too. Maybe you could talk to her about it and see what she thinks." Zoro thought about it for a moment, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to talk to you about his feelings. He knew that you deserved someone strong by your side, but he didn't want to lead you on or hurt you in any way.

He knew that he had to become stronger so that he could protect you and be with you, as the crew had many enemies. He would train harder than ever to become the world's strongest swordsman. He knew it would be a long journey, but he was willing to do whatever it took. The scar on your leg from defending him against Mihawk after their first battle still haunts him.

You quietly walked away, tears streaming down your face. You had been so excited to see Zoro, but now it seemed he didn't want to see you. You didn't hear Zoro's confession to Sanji about his feelings for you, as you had already left.

After your Captain's victory over Kaido, Wano hosted a big banquet party to celebrate their new freedom. You sat next to Nami, confiding in her. Nami listened patiently, his eyes wide with empathy. "Don't worry, Y/n. That idiot loves you. He just doesn't know how to show it sometimes." You smile as you find comfort in Nami's words. You feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around to see Mr. Kuyama standing there. He was one of your clients during your undercover job as a geisha woman.

He looked at you with admiration and said, "Y/n-chan, you are the most beautiful geisha I have ever seen. I would be honoured if you would consider marrying me." You felt flattered but didn't know how to respond. Nami stared at you in disbelief; there was no way you were going to leave the crew for a marriage. However, if you marry him, you'll be the richest woman in Wano. Nami drooled over the thought of the money your kind heart would gift her. Before she could say anything, Zoro noticed the man's advances and felt a burning sensation in his chest. His grip tightened around his sake bottle as he struggled to contain his rage.He couldn't bear the thought of you being with anyone else but him. Feeling the tension, Luffy stretched his arm, dragged you to him, and stuffed your mount with meat, hoping to help Zoro by observing the situation from a distance. The Captain facepalm himself when he sees Zoro walking up to Kuyama, grabbing his shirt. "Hey, back off. She is not available for marriage." He said between his teeth. "M-My a-apologies Zoro-San", the poor man managed to stutter out before running away. You could swear that he wetted himself a bit.

Zoro turns around and sees your disapproved face, he could tell he messed up. He left in embarrassment, knowing that you'd confront him anytime soon. It'd be better for the two of you to talk in private. You left Luffy's side to follow Zoro, knowing he'd probably want to choose the meeting spot.

You spotted Zoro standing alone outside, staring at the stars. With hesitant yet determined footsteps, you approached him, letting out a heavy sigh. "Zoro," you started, gently yet firm. "Zoro, what happened earlier?"

He turned to face you, his expression guarded as he pretended not to know what you were talking about. "Nothing," he replied sharply, his tone short. Your frustration grew as he dodged her question. "Zoro, please," you urged, her voice tinged with urgency. "I saw how you reacted. Please tell me what's bothering you."

"I just couldn't bear to see you… with him," he mumbled. "Huh?" you said in confusion. "I just couldn't bear to see you with him, okay!" His honest admission softened your heart. You closed the distance between you and gently touched his arm, offering him silent comfort.

"I see, I didn't know as I thought you didn't want to see me." Zoro is now the confused one. "What are you talking about?"

"I overheard you talking to Sanji about not wanting to see me," you mutter, looking down. He gently lifts your chin to look you in the eyes. "It's not that I don't want to see you. Hell, I would rather spend time with you than training. I just wish I was strong enough to protect you. I don't want anyone else to take you away from me." You smiled, feeling a sense of ease by his confession. "You don't have to protect me, Zoro. Just love me."

With those words, Zoro pulled you into his arms and gently kissed you. The rest of the world melted away as you lost yourselves in the moment.

As you pulled away from each other, Zoro looked at you with a newfound sense of confidence. "I'll always protect you, Y/n. No matter what." Since that day, the two of you have been inseparable.

#zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #one piece x reader #one piece zoro #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x you #zoro x y/n #zoro roronoa x y/n #zoro roronoa x you #roronoa zoro x y/n #roronoa zoro x you #one piece x oc #one piece x y/n #one piece x you

[alitheakorogane]

Freedom's Protection: May the Anemo Archon Protect You

Summary: You were chased out by your beloved characters from Mondstadt who thought that you were the imposter that 'stole' the face of the person you remembered who never even exist in the game files. Meanwhile, their own disguised Archon had done something stupid that could change everything forever.

This is the second part of Mondstadt's storyline for the Reader Protection Squad SAGAU series.

Note: There are instances of grammatical errors, please bear with me. Also, the entire layout was now changed and I placed a title on them so I could not be confused while I write the next chapters. It's still the same story though.

Chapters: 1, 2 (current), 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

You were running for your life, literally.

The people of Mondstadt have finally caught you loitering around while looking for food within the nation's borders, and the Knights of Favonius and citizens alike are catching up to you. Even Acting Grand Master Jean and Master Diluc were there, leading the hunt against you. 

You can't believe how Teyvat does Diluc joined forces with the Knights when he was against them since his father's death. They are dedicated to making your life hell, you suppose.  

You did not choose this life, but fate always seems to punch you in the gut. Maybe the gods above wanted to make fun of your misfortune, for they even isekai-ed you to a universe where the characters of your favorite game were willing to tear you to oblivion for something you did not know of. You just wanted a peaceful life, even for one moment, and you didn't get it, unfortunately.

When you got stranded in the world of Teyvat by some mysterious means, you were excited at first. You loved playing Genshin Impact and you could say that it was an escape from your lonely and repetitive life. You wanted to see the fantastical world in your eyes, as you were limited by a screen before, looking at the beautiful scenery of Teyvat in the eyes of the Travelers. You even wanted to meet your favorite characters, especially your main one.

But when you first stepped into the city of Mondstadt, expecting the citizens of the City of Freedom with welcoming smiles on their faces, your beautiful dreams were shattered when they chased you out of the city, throwing some things and rotten fruits at you at every corner, shouting about you being an imposter. The Church of Favonius called you a scum of the continent and the Knights of Favonius have been bat-shit crazy to capture you to be executed. 

The City of Freedom, my ass.

You have no idea what is going on until you see a big statue in the middle of the city as you tried to calm your breathing, the figure is serene with its arms extended to the heavens, probably pointing to Celestia. But as you squinted your eyes at the statue, you noticed that the statue is different.

You had remembered in your experience of playing Genshin that this was supposed to be Lord Barbatos' huge statue, with his serene face plastered unto it. You may even see a similar face on a certain bard in Mondstadt, probably drunk or playing his precious lyre somewhere, who knows. Venti isn't known for being subtle, for an Archon who wants to hide his true identity, he was sure as flashy and dramatic as he was, especially when drunk.

But you were surprised to see that the statue doesn't have Venti's face on it like it was supposed to. Instead, your face was plastered on it, wearing a fancy robe with a serene look on it. Your jaw dropped when you saw the monstrosity and figured out that this could be the reason you were chased by an angry mob. You look like that statue in front of you, and you presumed that whoever this is, they must be the current god of Mondstadt, Teyvat even. What happened to Venti anyway? Was he replaced or wasn't he an Archon, to begin with in this universe?

You may think this is the wrong Genshin Impact you had been sent to. Gods, why have they forsaken you by throwing you in the wrong one!

“(Y/N)!”

As you were now cornered by multiple people, three green-laced arrows were seen flying toward the surprised Knights, and you could see the look of disbelief in Diluc and Jean’s eyes like they couldn’t believe what they saw. Outrider Amber was ready to strike back, her hands were holding the bow as if she was ready to shoot if necessary, and her sharp arrows were laced with her Pyro. The Spindrift Knight was there too, her multicolored heterochromatic eyes glaring at you and the person behind you with burning intensity, even though Eula was technically a Cryo Vision Holder. Lisa was also there, but compared to the people with her, she was just chilling out there and watching the scene unfold.

You then looked back to see who was the one who shot the arrows and thank them, but your eyes widened in shock as you saw the culprit behind the attack.

Venti the Bard had pointed his Elegy of the End bow towards the people of Mondstadt, his own people, with his anemo-infused arrows which were glowing brightly as it was ready to strike anyone who dares to shoot you with anything. He was accompanied by Razor, Fischl, and Bennett, who were also holding their respective weapons as if posing for an attack.

You were confused as hell when it was revealed that Venti had been willing to fight his people to save you and to prove your innocence, that he was willing to honor his promise to you a while ago.

You remembered your conversation with him a while ago, where he confronted you and honestly told you about your situation. You could even see the sincerity when he told you that he was going to protect you because he was like you, an imposter, who is unlucky enough to share the same face as the Divine Creator of Celestia and Teyvat.

As you remembered, it was not mentioned in the game about the existence of a Divine Creator. Well, the existence of the Primordial One or Phanes in the game lore was closest enough, but you never know that much about the Genshin Impact lore department. 

Thankfully, no one was hurt by the arrows, and you had assumed that it was a warning shot to fend your would-be captors off. Venti was still caring for his people even though he was now against them.

"Put your weapons down or you'll be sorry," Venti threatened the Knights with a dark glare, especially to the two leaders in front of him, who were still looking at the Archon-in-disguise in disbelief. You know that these two knew that Venti is Lord Barbatos in disguise due to the Stormterror incident, and you could imagine how heartbroken Jean would be if she found out about Venti's actions towards you. And she did now, you can hear her beliefs shattered in an instant she saw Venti pointing his arrows at her and the Knights.

"Bard, what is the meaning of this?" Diluc asked the hidden Anemo Archon with a confused look, as he could never understand how Lord Barbatos was defending the imposter. Venti just glared back as he spoke in a scathing tone, "You don't know what your doing, attacking an innocent one for something they never did."

Eula scoffed as she regained her composure, "Innocent? Don't make me laugh, insolent bard. That rodent had committed the greatest crime anyone could do in Teyvat! Posing as the Divine Creator, bearing that face?"

Bennett gathered his courage to snap back at the woman, his green eyes glaring in determination to defend you, " (Y/N) is not an Imposter! They are the Divine Grace, and we saw that in our own two eyes."

Lisa had retorted back at the claim, as many people had gathered around them to listen to their banters, "Oh cutie, what if they brainwashed you to believe them? They could be part of the Abyss Order for all we know."

Eula, the Knights, and some of the citizens had agreed with the purple witch's statement while Jean and Diluc just stood there with a conflicted look, "It's impossible for any divinity to become a human, let alone live and mingle alongside humans like they were not divinity, to begin with! The Divine Grace is perfect in any means, so this scum must be an imposter, and those brainless people who imitated the gods must be punished and torn to oblivion, so vengeance will be served!"

The majority of the people agreed with the bluenette's statement, but some are not sure about it. Jean was still looking at the bard with a conflicted look in her eyes, while Diluc placed a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

"Imposters like them must be eliminated at all costs, for the protection of everyone. And for the Archons, Celestia, and the Divine Grace themselves. They were the lowest of the low, a scum of Teyvat, a scoundrel that needs to be executed."

The young-looking bard felt like he was offended by that statement and decided to retort back, as he bowed his head down his bangs covering his hurt-filled eyes, "So that's what you thought of imposters? Scum of Teyvat? A scoundrel who just takes advantage of others' identity as if they never had the reason why they did that? Is that it?"

You widened your eyes as you realized what he was about to do.

"Venti, don't do it," you warned him, trying to stop what he is going to imply. He may regret it later, and what he was going to reveal will shatter everything that he ever wanted to do ever since he woke up from his long slumber.

But it was too late, he had already glared back at the people infront of him with tears in his eyes, these same people that his bard friend had sacrificed his life for thousands of years ago, his own people he swore to protect...

Is this how freedom is when it was given to his people and was just taken for granted?

"What if your dear Anemo Archon was also like them, an imposter who also steals someone's face?!"

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I guess that I should stop this here because it's getting too long. I will be posting a continuation someday, that is, if my mind was still chugging some ideas about this angsty SAGAU fic.

Yes, this is Part 2, as Part 1 was the last fic where Venti had a convo with the reader where he confronted them about being an imposter.

So Venti is part of your protection squad in this Imposter AU concept, one of the two Archons who are going to help you. He is usually the mischaracterized character in SAGAU fics, and I wanted to do justice to my boi's character.

After all, he knew the songs of the past, present, and future so he probably knows nearly everything that happened in the timeline. He is also known for taking the form of his friend when he ascended to be the Anemo Archon, so he was also an imposter by any means.

Never intended to end that way, originally I intended to let the Reader run while Venti had sacrificed himself to his people as a distraction. But as I wrote this story, the angsty side of me suddenly pops up.

#justice to venti my boi #reader protection squad #he is a hypocrite in some SAGAU stories #sagau #sagau impostor au #genshin impact sagau #sagau venti #genshin impact #genshin #genshin self aware #genshin impact self aware #self aware au #self aware genshin #sagau brainrot #sagau x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin venti #venti the bard #genshin impact venti #anemo archon #anemo god #genshin AU #genshin impact AU #genshin impact fanfic #imposter au

[iguana-eyanna]

Now That I See You

Pairing: Damien Haas x Reader

Summary: Damien knew he wanted to be with you since you two first met, and now he wants to start writing the next chapter for your happy ending

A/n: so I recently saw a TikTok of Damien singing "I See The Light" and I KNEW I had to write something

You and Damien decided to take a trip to Disneyland, treating yourselves to a well-deserved trip.

Now as you two were very busy in your careers, you haven't been hanging out as much as you like to. So why not enjoy a day Disney bounding like one of your favorite characters: Rapunzel and Flynn Rider?

"I can't believe we haven't done this together." You said, taking a bite of a sweet treat you bought at a food stand.

"We really picked a good day to go out too. Perfect weather, not too crowded, and I get to spend it with my princess." Damien said, squeezing your hand gently.

You started to blush a shade of pink and you kissed Damien's cheek, making him match the same rosy cheeks as you.

"Excuse me?" a young voice said.

You both turn around and see a young girl, probably around the age of 6, dressed head to toe like the Tangled princess herself next to her parents.

"Are you Rapunzel?" She asks, her eyes beginning to widen with anticipation.

"I'm sorry, the Rapunzel meet and greet closed when we got here. She's been wanting to meet her so bad." The mom whispered for you two to hear.

You mouthed an 'Oh' quickly before you knelt down, smiling.

"Why, yes I am! And may I say you have a lovely dress, Princess..."

"Malia! Princess Malia." She said, courtesying.

"Why it's very lovely to meet you, Princess Malia. Eugene, isn't she just stunning?" You ask, staring up at Damien.

He brightens as he gets in character.

"Why she is, Blondie. It's very nice to meet you, too." Damien said, bowing down to her.

"Why's your hair purple?" She asks, pointing up at Damien.

"Oh! Um, I ate a plum, not knowing it's cursed. It made my hair purple! We're trying to find a magic item to break the spell." he replied quickly, making the young girl scrunch her nose and then laugh.

"Silly prince," she said, making you almost chuckle.

She turns around and jumps up and down.

"Mommy, can I take a picture with Rapunzel and Eugene?" she asks.

"I'm not sure baby, they have to go break the spell, remember?" she said, not wanting to impose on your time.

"Oh, we don't mind! I'd love to capture this moment too if that's alright." You said, making Malia squeal with joy.

The mom mouthed a quick thank you as you and Damien posed with the young girl. Damien stepped out of the picture so it could just be you two.

"Thank you again for doing this, Malia is going to remember this for the rest of her life." the dad said to Damien.

"Of course! I'm glad we got to make her wish come true." Damien said, seeing how Malia was still talking to you and you looked like your heart was about to burst with cuteness.

"You guys are great with kids, are you two married or...?"

Damien looks back at the dad, a bit startled.

"Oh uh, no. We've been together for 2 years now."

"Well, you two look very much in love. I look at my wife every day and I'm thankful I got to ask her to marry me." The dad concluded, walking over to his little family.

That night when Damien came back to his apartment, he was on his phone, endlessly scrolling for the perfect ring to propose you with.

+

"You look beautiful," Damien said, leaning by the door frame as he came to pick you up.

"Why thank you, you look quite dashing yourself." You said, putting the finishing touches on your makeup.

It's been four months since that day in Disneyland, and today you two were going to shoot a music cover together, singing "I See The Light" from the Tangled soundtrack.

It was Damien's idea, and you guys have been rehearsing for about a month. He asked Courtney to help out with recording and Shayne to set up some decorations by a park.

You and Damien walked over since it was close to your apartment and saw your friends brighten up.

"Aw, it looks so good guys! This has to be the most beautiful set I've recorded at." You said, noticing the decorative lanterns and the purple and pink flowers.

"Yeah, once it hits 6:00 pm we should capture the golden hour..." Courtney said, showing you how her camera can capture the scene, making you preoccupied.

Shayne goes up to Damien who falls silent, walking back and forth on a stone path.

"Hey, it's going to be alright." Shayne reassured his friend.

"I know, it's just - jitters I guess."

"Trust me, she's going to say yes, I think it's better than me practicing with you."

Damien laughs, remembering how he and Shayne would use the weekend when Shayne would take your place and pretend how you'd react once Damien popped the question.

"Thank you, for everything you and Court have been doing. I couldn't ask for better friends."

Shayne proudly smiles as he quickly hugs his friend, trying not to cry.

"You're doing great man. Let's get you ready." Shayne concluded, patting Damien's shoulder as the two walk over to you and Courtney.

She helped direct your positions as you began to perform.

All those days watching from the windows All those years outside looking in All that time never even knowing Just how blind I've been Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight Now I'm here, suddenly I see Standing here, it's all so clear I'm where I'm meant to be And at last I see the light And it's like the fog has lifted And at last I see the light And it's like the sky is new And it's warm and real and bright And the world has somehow shifted All at once everything looks different Now that I see you

You turn at Damien, smiling and he felt a flutter in his chest. Then, he too began to sing.

All those days chasing down a daydream All those years living in a blur All that time, never truly seeing Things the way they were Now she's here, shining in the starlight Now she's here, suddenly I know If she's here, it's crystal clear I'm where I'm meant to go

You and Damien held each other's hands as you looked lovingly in each other's eyes.

And at last I see the light And it's like the fog has lifted And at last I see the light And it's like the sky is new And it's warm and real and bright And the world has somehow shifted All at once, everything is different Now that I see you Now that I see you

And that's when Damien knew in this moment, that this was it. Time slowed down when he began to kneel on one knee. You looked confused as Damien was still looking up at you. It wasn't until he tries to reach for something in his pocket

"Dami?" You whisper in a small voice, now chocked up.

"When we went to Disney Land together, you made this little kid's dreams come true. And then suddenly, the world somehow shifted. I wanted to have a new dream with you. So..."

He says your full name as his smile becomes brighter.

"... will you marry me?"

You start nodding right away as you lower yourself where he is, beginning to cry.

"Yes! Yes, I will marry you." You said.

Both of you begin to cry as you hold onto each other. Damien slides the ring on your finger as he looks at you with so much love. You two stand up and you look back at your friends who caught the whole thing.

Shayne was slightly crying as Court was comforting him.

"You don't know how long we've been waiting for this." Court replied, making you all chuckle.

"What do you mean? I've been dying to do this for two years!" Damien added.

You playfully roll your eyes as you allow yourself in Damien's embrace, feeling like this is where you belong, right here in this moment.

#damien haas x reader #damien haas imagine #damien haas #smosh #smosh pit

[daisychainsandbowties]

what is it about that season one shoulder pat you love so much??

i have a bit of a fascination with what i call character thesis moments. they’re… these sort of pivotal, revealing scenes or even just (as in this case) a gesture that makes me fall head-over-heels for a character. and also understand them.

with ava, it was the beach run scene. for lilith, the grey hoodie scene where she asks ava “can you forgive me?” for mary it was the first scene, cradling shannon’s head and shutting her eyes and the love in every inch of every gesture. (that’s the first sign i think that warrior nun is a story about love, and survival, and in not surviving but loving anyway).

now, i’ll admit that i adored beatrice from “i thought she’d be a handful” and “faith is my business” but frankly… neither of those scenes show us who she is. i think the closest we get to HER is at the bus stop, where you watch her choose her friends over her duty, choose love over sacrifice (for the first, but not the last time).

and then… god, that shoulder slap. i can’t explain how it made me feel.

up until that point, beatrice is such a whirlwind of a character. she’s lethal, she faces down a gun with frightening disregard for her own life. she drops a tear onto shannon’s cheek as she gasps out a very rehearsed goodbye. she catches ava when she slips out of that wall, she cries over an old journal and in all that time she’s fighting so hard to remain unseen.

and then, in one gesture, she reveals who she is. if you look closely, you see how fiercely beatrice fights to hold herself, but especially her hands, in check. they are either weapons or they’re things she lets out with the greatest care. they are caring but also tentative, like moths desperately trying not to touch the flame.

if you look carefully you also see that beatrice can’t help but touch ava. she tries and tries, but then they’re in the vatican and she’s suddenly this young, smiling creature trading puns, rushing through a cloud of dust to pry ava from the wreckage of her faith, from the arms of an angel. i just think, when i saw that shoulder slap i realised how much there was to beatrice.

she’s this… ball of contradictions. she’s a nun, she came up with Cruella de Jesus. she’s faithful, she’s queer, she’s resigned to the death of everyone she loves. she’s a weapon, and yet… you look at her doing that slightly goofy shoulder slap and it betrays a sense of ‘i want to touch you and i don’t know what to do about it.’ and in that you realise that she’s everything you thought and she’s also… mischievous? slightly boyish? a fool who is already more than half in love.

i remember feeling so fond of her, so suddenly, because out of the clear blue you realise that she’s drawn to this, to this girl who told her not to hate what she is, not to hate what she craves which is touch… a certain something she doesn’t dare to name, but still she reaches out and THAT is beatrice to me.

she’s a pair of empty hands, a bottle of lightning, and for all her confidence, for all that she is undeniably so cool and calm under pressure, so absolutely lethal; she’s also young, and she doesn’t know what to do about what she feels. it terrifies her, fascinates her, makes her hands move almost of their own accord.

there is ava, who is the point around which she is supposed to rally. halobearer, holy, doomed. that little pat in the shoulder… when i take it from ava’s perspective i’m in awe, because they don’t quite understand each other yet. it’s a candleflame to the incandescence of their kiss but it’s the first time bea reaches out not to catch her, or capture her, or carry her, but simply to touch.

it’s a very blunt and beautiful reassurance and that’s what they are to each other; they’re comfort, safety, acceptance. and that throwaway moment to me is the thesis of bea’s character arc. it’s the choosing to touch, to reach out, to hold onto what she loves.

and for ava it’s sacred too. how many times in her life do you imagine she’s been touched the way beatrice touches her? the way she balances ava’s jaw in her hands when she falls from the wall, smiling at her like she’s a miracle. beatrice who is the voice in the dark and the cold, who tears down a wall to reach her because she promised and she kept it. touch is everything to ava, and i think there’s just something so special about that moment; beatrice just saying, wordlessly, ‘you’re good, you’re here, i’ve got your back.’ it’s not condescending it’s a gesture that i think demonstrates to ava that she’s not alone anymore, and it kindles the hope that she never will be again.

#warrior nun #avatrice #sister beatrice #ava silva #it’s just! special and silly and important to me i’m sorry i know this is mostly incoherent #anon

[blue-slxt]

Kinktober 16

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

Kinktober Masterlist

A/N: This is loosely based on my real life experience. I hope you guys enjoy it! All characters are aged up.

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Avatar!Reader

Warnings: Sex Toys, P in V, Creampie

“Ma Teyam~” your singsong voice carries through the room making your boyfriend’s ears shoot up at attention.

“Yes, yawne?” he answers with a smirk knowing that you clearly had something up your sleeve.

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to try with you.” You hold your hands behind your back to conceal the small object you had. Neteyam cocks an eyebrow at you with his eyes jumping between your hidden hands and the mischievous look on your face.

Removing your hands from behind your back, you open your palm to reveal a medium-sized silicone ring with an oval-shaped bead on it.

“What is that?” he inquires taking in its strange appearance.

“It’s a cock ring. You wear it when we…”

His face flushes a bit in understanding. “Oh, I see.”

“Only if you’re okay with trying it out” you say suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious.

“It wouldn’t be the strangest thing you’ve asked me to try” he laughs making you roll your eyes at him.

“Ha ha, just get your tewng off” you say.

He does as you ask removing his loincloth and you hurriedly discard your own clothes. No matter how many times he’s seen your avatar, Neteyam still thanks his lucky star every time he gets the chance to ogle you. He quietly watches as you climb on top of him and straddle his lap.

“Well, I like this part already” he says pulling you closer by your hips. You laugh a little before leaning forward and kissing him. Kissing Neteyam may be one of your favorite things. He moves in perfect time with you and he knows just how to touch you.

You reach between you to stroke his already hard dick and you smile against his mouth. You loved feeling how his body reacted to you.

You break the kiss for a moment to lean back and stretch the ring around his base. You gently let it go and the squeeze around him makes him huff out a breath.

“Does it hurt?” you check.

“N-no, it’s just…different” he says shakily. “It’s okay, though.”

Looking down at the way his tip is steadily leaking precum, you would think it’s probably more than ‘okay’. A smirk crosses your lips when you watch his face as you reach down to the base and push the button on the vibrator and turn it on. You would swear before Eywa that you saw Neteyam’s eyes cross and his dick jump from the new sensation. His breathing gets deeper and his body shudders under you. God, he’s beautiful like this. Neteyam is at the edge of his patience when he reaches out and pulls you towards him to capture your lips in a hasty, impatient kiss and his hands grip your ass to keep him grounded.He lets out a sharp hiss when you move your hips to drag your pussy along his length. All the sensation has his mind devolving into only his most carnal instincts. His hips buck up searching desperately for something to grind against.

You finally decide to have mercy on the poor man and angle your hips so that you sit down on his stiff cock. His head lulls back from the spinning sensation of finally being enveloped in your warmth. With this position, your clit is right on top of the small bullet buzzing against both of you and your mouth hangs open in a filthy moan. Even in your avatar, it still feels like he’s so deep that he’s tickling the bottom of your ribcage.

You slowly roll your hips into him, squeezing around his length while also grinding against the vibrator. The mix of sensations for you both is deliriously satisfying.

“Shit, yawne…if you keep doing that, I’m not going to last.” He says through gritted teeth.

“Haah…fuck! Give it to me, Nete. Please…W-want it so bad!”

His face scrunches in pleasure when his hands take hold of your hips and he starts moving you on his own. He lifts you up and down on top of him and your eyes roll from how he’s pounding directly into your cervix.

“Oh, God! I’m going to cum!” you say.

“Oh yes, yes, yes. Just like that, sevin.”

Your legs shake and your back arches feeling the knot in your core finally snap. The force of it knocks the air out of you and you can only manage to croak out broken moans as Neteyam continues to fuck you through your orgasm. It feels like you’ll never come down with how he’s using you to reach his own release.

A strangled groan leaves his throat when he snaps his hips up into you in one hard thrust shooting his cum into you. Between the fluttering of your walls and the vibration of the cockring still hugging around him, Neteyam feels like he’s going to go insane from the overstimulation. His dick twitches endlessly inside of you still trying to pump more into you even after he’s empty.

“T-turn it off” he chokes out, hips still stuttering under you.

You hurriedly reach down to click the little button to turn it off and watch as Neteyam’s whole body goes slack with relief. You collapse on top of him and you both pant out heavy breaths trying to steady your heartbeats.

“You and your alien devices will be the death of me, yet, yawne.” he laughs.

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[hawkeyetrained]

Favorite Niece

Derek Hale x Fem!Argent!reader

Other Characters: Kate Argent, Allison Argent (mentioned), McCall Pack (mentioned)

Warnings: cannon level violence, but nothing too bad, Derek tied up, slight S1E11 spoilers

Summary: She is the older sister of Allison Argent and, unlike her sister, knows all about the supernatural world. What happens when her aunt visits and happens to capture her boyfriend?

Word count: 1,650

My family was well known in the hunter community. Each member was trained either as a hunter, or a leader. My mother was the leader in our family, until time came for me or my little sister to take her place. Allison and I had just moved to Beacon Hills with our parents. She was a sophomore while I was a few months away from finishing my senior year. My little sister still didn’t know too much about the supernatural world we lived in, but me, my aunt Kate had been teaching and mentoring me for years.

She saw the world in a much different light than I did though. She believed that anything supernatural should be killed, while I, on the other hand, thought that those living in peace and protecting their own people and spaces shouldn’t be put down.

When we first moved here, I met Derek Hale while out in the woods, practicing my knife throwing. He had stopped running when he heard my frustrated yells and curses, coming over to investigate and make sure no one was hurt. We were instantly drawn together, neither of us wanting to stay away from each other for more than a few hours. The fact that I came from a family of hunters was one of the first topics that came up when we first got together. When I assured him that I saw the world in a vastly different way than my family, he and I became inseparable.

Everyone in the hunting world knew the Hale’s, and their story. I didn’t want to believe that someone could be horrible enough to trap a family in their house and let them burn. But when Derek opened up and told me about the night of the fire, about the pain he went through after losing his entire family, I swore off hunting completely.

Now, we had been together for nearly half a year, and when my aunt Kate came into town to visit, Derek and I had to keep things even quieter than usual. Scott and Stiles both knew Derek and I were together, but we had them keep things to themselves when my baby sister began hanging around with the three of us and Derek.

“Hi there my beautiful niece.” Kate smiled widely as she came into my room. I set my notebook down and turned around in my chair, making sure my phone was face down so she couldn’t see my messages.

“Hey Aunt Kate.” I smiled back at her, hoping she couldn’t feel my anxiety rolling off my body in heavy waves. I hadn’t been able to get a hold of Derek for hours, and with the small group of hunters in town, I was overly nervous.

“You at a good place for a break?” She nodded back to my homework. “I wanna show you something.”

“Umm.” I closed my laptop after saving my English report. “Yeah, I can stop for the night.” I slipped my boots on and grabbed by burnt orange sweater as I followed her out the front door. “Mom, dad, Aunt Kate is kidnapping me for the night. Love you!” I yelled back into the house before getting in the car. “So, where are we going?”

“I have a surprise for you.” She had been teaching me more and more about the hunting world as I had been trying to keep her off my back with my relationship with Derek. “You’ve been making so much progress in your training with me. I can’t believe how quickly you picked up knife throwing, and I swear you’re a natural shooter, so I thought I would surprise you with a very easy first hunt.”

My blood ran cold, and it felt like my heart stopped beating. “What do you mean? You know how I feel about hunting.”

Kate rolled her eyes. “I know, but you’ll have to get over it eventually. What if something comes after your baby sister one day?” Threatening Allison like that made my entire body freeze. She knew how protective I was over my little sister, how I’d do anything to keep her safe and out of the hunting world if I could. My dad had just started teaching Allison the basics, so the thought of her being thrown into hunting like I was scared the hell out of me. “You need to know how to protect yourself and your sister.”

She opened her door and got out of the car. When did we stop? “Where are we?” I followed behind her, not being able to see much as we wondered through the darkness, only to stop in the basement of what I recognized to be the Hale house. “Aunt Kate?” My heart was pounding as I followed her farther into the basement, only to come to a room with Derek chained up to a metal frame, wires connecting the metal to the circuit box on the wall, my curious eyes widening in shock and fear.

“Surprise!” She gave me a wide grin and held her arms to her side, effectively making Derek jump awake and his eyes land on my face. “What better way to kick off your hunting life than to take out one of the most famous werewolves in Beacon Hills?”

My breathing was a bit heavier as I stared at Derek. His side was bandaged up, the wires of the circuit box disappearing under the black tape, and he looked like he hadn’t sept in days. I knew Kate had been torturing him, probably sending too much electricity through his body as her way of getting him to talk and not letting him heal properly. “You...you want me to kill Derek Hale?” I looked at my aunt like she was crazy.

“Yes!” She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and dragged me closer to the werewolf. Derek bared his teeth and growled at my aunt. “See, he’s just so feisty.” She didn’t know he was trying to protect me, not himself.

“Derek?” My voice was soft, my aunt taking it as disbelief, not my fear for his life. “I can’t do this. He never did anything to me.”

Kate rolled her eyes at me, dropping her arm and going over to the circuit switch. “Sure, you can. You just have to take the first few steps.” I hadn’t taken my eyes off of his, until I heard a small click, and Derek tensed up in pain, a loud roar tearing through his chest.

“No, no, Aunt Kate, stop! Stop!” I shrieked, running over to her table, and flipping the switch off. Derek relaxed back against the metal wall, a breath of relief falling from his lips. “Stop.”

“Oh, come on sweetheart, he’s a monster. Our family, we hunt them down to make sure they won’t ever hurt anyone.” My eyes were wide as I stared at Derek, his bare chest heaving as he took in all the air he could before my aunt would turn the machine back on.

“He hasn’t hurt anyone though.”

“But he will!” Her voice was getting louder and louder, almost yelling at me. “You need to understand that werewolves are dangerous and need to be put down.”

I was silent for what felt like hours, both Kate and Derek looking at me, waiting for my answer. “Ok.” I sighed. “You want me to kill him, fine. But I don’t want you breathing down my neck telling me I’m doing something wrong. Go wait in the car.” I had to convince her that I would go through with it. My fingers trailed over the black handgun sitting beside the machine on the table, slightly trembling. “Please, just let me do this my way.”

A proud smile covered her face as my eyes dropped to the ground. “Alright! I knew you were my favorite niece for a reason.” She clapped her hands together. “I’ll see you outside in twenty minutes.” Kate turned and walked out of the house. I didn’t move until I heard the car door shut behind her, then I moved quickly up to Derek’s side.

“Derek?” I placed my hands on his cheeks, turning his face to look at me. “Look at me, please.”

“Why? You wanna look into my eyes as you kill me? I knew it wasn’t real.” The pain in his words broke my heart.

My eyes filled with tears and I held onto his cheeks just a bit tighter. “Derek, I am nothing like my aunt. She is crazy and thinks anything supernatural should be killed. I can’t do that. I could never do that, especially not to you. I sent her out so I could get you free, so I could save you.” My hands smoothed down his sweaty hair. “Please, Derek, you gotta believe me. I could never hurt you.”

“You do this, and it’s not just Kate that will come after you. It’s all her hunter friends, your mom and dad, maybe even your sister someday. You’re ok with that?” His eyes locked on mine, listening to my heart for a change in pace.

“For you?” I smiled softly, resting my head against his. “Anything.” He leaned forward, pressing a searing kiss to my lips before I pulled away. “You see a key?”

He rolled his eyes. “Move.” I listened to his order, stepping back, and watching his movements carefully. Derek planted his feet, balled his hands into fists, and threw his arms forward, snapping the metal cuffs off his wrists and tearing the black bandage from his side. “Now let’s get out of here.”

“Just a second.” My feet carried me up in front of him, my hands resting around his neck as I pulled him down for another kiss. His arms came to wrap around me, pulling me closer to his chest for a moment before leaning back and taking my hand in his. “You scared the hell out of me.”

A car door slammed outside the old Hale house. “We need to go.”

@thetallassgirl

#derek hale #derek hale x reader #derek hale imagine #derek hale one shot #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #argent!reader

[low-budget-korra]

Comments on Netflix's Avatar The Last Airbender

*spoiler alert*

First of all I'm gonna start by saying it is one of the best adaptations I've seen so far. And that's the key word, adaptation. I've seen a lot of fans and others complain about some things that honestly, doesn't make sense because some things only work in a cartoon(just as much as some things only work in a book or a video game)

And before I start to talk about some topics that I judge important, I also wanna say that the production is fantastic, from the costumes to the CGI. It all looks amazing. (A part from Yue's wig)

1. The Script

It's not easy to pick 20+ episodes and make it fit in only 8 but damn they did a hell of a good job, especially when judging what was important to show and what they could let it go. Some fans commented that since there's no fillers, the Gaang and others miss some development but I think that for the universe of the live action what we got here it worked.

I can express how much I like to see Ozai and Azula's relationship and how it is now clear that he uses the siblings against each other, manipulating them to get what he wants. But I will admit I miss the fear Azula had, since it's implied in the show and some extras that she does fear Ozai, and fears becoming like Zuko.

I hope the 41. Is just fine after the battle in the north. See all of them bowing to Zuko after discovering that Zuko was the one that saved their asses and was heavily punished by that...it was beautiful. I loved the writers did that, give names and faces to Zuko's crew and a beautiful yet sad arc when Ozai banished his son and the men who he saved.

I also loved that they put weight into things that was treated as a joke, like Katara talking about her mother. She was a little kid who saw her mom get murdered in front of her and the live action made sure to let us know that it is not okay to make jokes about something so traumatic. All of the deaths here have tons of weight in it, it's not some random person, is someone we met, someone we liked, someone who helped. The costs of the war, something the cartoon manages to show us but know in live action, with real people, the massage gets stronger.

And they didn't forget Iroh's past like the fandom does, which is great. That actor, the earthbending soldier really let it all out, that's how you use the few screentime you have.

Sokka's isn't sexist and y'all were making a storm outta a cup of water, is not like Sokka sexist didn't go away after like the 4 or 5 episode in the original show. I think the live action was able to bring more depth to him in comparison to the first season of the cartoon. We see how he feels about his father's, the absence of him and his duty as warrior who kinda doesn't want to be a warrior.

I need a Gyatso in my life, I didn't know I needed to see more of him until the live action gave us more of him. Kyoshi was the Thor coming to Wakanda from this season, WHY THE FUCK BRYKE DONT WANNA GIVE US A KYOSHI SERIES? She is absolutely a jewel of a character. Roku and Kuruk, damn poor Kuruk man, so much pain in his words but again that's what it means to be the Avatar, it's not fun and games. Zhao saying to Aang what Korra villains said to Korra😭 that the world doesn't need the Avatar anymore, it hurt.

Guys I'm gonna say it, there's no way in hell for anyone to ship Kataang here. I'm saying this because some shippers complain that the secret tunnel part was different but c'mon, look at Kiawentiio and look at Gordon, it would be so s awkward and weird and just wrong. I know they don't have a big age difference, is only like 3 years but when they filmed Gordon looked so much younger than her, maybe in the next seasons the difference won't be that big.

The pace is good, once you start you don't wanna stop.

2. The Acting

Everyone is really good at capturing the essence of it's characters and somewhat making them their own. The highlights for me were Dallas and Ian, Its like they came straight from the show. Ken Leung's Zhao was also amazing as he was way more threatening here than he was in the show.

Kiawentiio was the Katara we were looking for, she is kind yet strong, brave and caring. And Gordon was Aang, sure, he has to learn a few things since he slipped a few times in his acting but nothing that could ruin the experience, that kid is good and just needs some experience.

Elizabeth Yu was Azula. It was different but yet the same character, is like learning something new of her and I like how cleared she show emotions with her eyes. Maria Zhang had great chemistry with Ian and I can't wait to see more of Suki. Arden Cho and Yvonne Chapman as June and Avatar Kyoshi look like they came out straight from the cartoon. Daniel Dae Kim...man is Ozai, so cold, so sharp, so scary, already way better than the cartoon version. I wanna see more of Paul Sun-Hyung Lee as Iroh since the character he really starts to shine in book 2.

3. The live action doesn't have the spirit of the OG?

Yes, it does have. The thing is now that we are seeing real people, things get dark one way or another but I don't think it ruined the spirit of the show. Aang is still a kid, Sokka still making sarcastic jokes, Zuko still annoying as hell, Katara still hopeful and strong... There's everything there really.

The thing is stuff like genocide, murder, war, death and suffering are, for some people, better to watch as pixels in a cartoon than real people.

I think it's a great adaptation and I would recommend it to every fan.

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[antiaure]

One of these nights

characters: geto x reader (gn) - star plasma vessel arc S2 SPOILERS

synopsis: an angsty passage in which i take you through a typical night after you have suffered the traumatic incident of witnessing haibara’s death

cw: slight gore? its the same level of jjk gore, slight graphic description of what a curse looks like, not proofread sorryy this took me 2hrs!

It was like this every night.

Everyone would finish up their dinner for the day and wrap up their conversations before bidding their friends goodnight. They'd go home to their dorms and let their bodies melt into the night, dissolving into sleep.

The first part of the nighttime routine was fine for you, you could pretty much eat your food and enjoy the company of your 3 best friends. But when all was said and done and you dragged your way back to your dorm sullenly, you wouldn't sleep. Never again.

Because upon sleeping the scene would replay again and each night it got more vivid, you could hear the sounds too.

It was a special grade for sure, unregistered, yet still a special grade. Its body was designed in a way that it was covered in a grotesque plethora of holes that would ooze with tentacles if it so wished to capture its victims. Each tentacle had spikes and so when you saw the spikes wrap around Haibara you froze. It didn't even take long for him to let out piercing shrieks and so again you froze. If you fought you'd die, if you run he'd die, when you guys came you watched people die and so you froze.

Are teenagers supposed to live this way?

You lifted your body up from your soft futon upon feeling a solitary tear trail down your face. You'd only noticed you were really crying when you tasted the salt on your tongue. When you looked down you eventually noticed the goosebumps that swelled all over your arms and the chills that swooped over your body as if there was a gust that travelled within your blood. You gently tiptoed to your door.

Everyone is sound asleep right now.

The moon seemed to be glazing as brightly as she could today and the beams penetrated into your room. It's not sight someone should be familiar with as the night was meant to be slept through, not something to observe.

But you knew you weren't the only person like this and it calmed you.

"If you don't get your full 10 hours of beauty sleep, you'll never be as strong as me, (Y/N)!" Satoru exclaimed, poking his tongue out at you playfully as he was walking by Suguru whom was right beside you. At this, Suguru jerked his head straight in your direction. Satoru knew what he was doing. He knew that he couldn't help you and had to make Suguru help you. Because only he could do something.

Only he.

"What is this about?" Suguru asked, stopping in his tracks. You stopped too and let out a soft sigh. You both allowed Shoko and Satoru to head on, back to their dorms. You bit your lip in hesitation before deciding how to reply.

"He's just being dramatic. 8 hours of sleep works just the same, no?" You smiled up at him, praying he'd drop the topic. It's not as if you were afraid of opening up, you just didn't want to be a burden especially to him. You knew what he was going through himself, why did you have to be included in the equation?

"It didn't sound like he meant 8, (Y/N)," Suguru sighed. Why did he worry about you more than himself?

"7 and a half?"

"I'm saying this because you always tell me how you can hear how strongly the wind howls when its nighttime and everyone's quiet," he started, "and how it freaks you out." He's giving you that stern look again and you didn't want him to. The same look he gave you when you accidentally let it slip out that you would always go outside to play with snow forgetting to put on a jacket or scarf. You didn't want him to fret over you when he was losing himself. He was one to talk because you knew he always told you how each night the moon shines with various intensities and how beautiful it looked. You knew he was one to talk because he told you that the spark that blessed the moon matched the spark of your very own eyes and he softly admitted that he has only ever seen the beauty of the world when looking into your eyes. You didn't know what he meant, whether he loved you too or not, but you knew that you loved what he said.

And you also knew that just like you, he knew what went on deep into the night and was suffering just as much as you.

So you tiptoed straight to his dorm but paused at the door. Would you be disturbing him? Would he let you in?

"Suguru..." You whispered as you gently knocked on his door. You jumped back in surprise as the door whipped open before you could deliver a second knock.

He must've been at the door already.

"I..." he began, "I wanted to find you. But I didn't want to wake you up." You look up at him in shock. His raven tresses fell down against his shoulders and he wore a tight, long sleeved, black top with simple shorts for the night. It was his eyes, his sly, sharp eyes that you cared about now because in those eyes was the liquid drop of desperation and yearning. Yearning for you. When he saw the tears continue to stream down your cheeks as you walked towards him, he knew no more words needed to be said. He gently grasped your hand and led him deeper into his dorm, closing the door behind him. He sat you down on his bed and he sat right next to you.

"I can't sleep anymore, Suguru," you mumbled and more tears fell.

He wiped those tears with the smooth thumb of his right hand.

"I'm scared that if I do, I'll see it again. I'm tired but I'm afraid of sleeping," you cried and even more tears fell.

He wiped those tears with the top of his index finger.

"Why does it have to be us?" You asked. Whether it was a question to him or the air around you, you didn't know so you weren't surprised when he spoke without answering your question.

"I wanted to find you tonight because I wanted you to see it for yourself. Look how beautiful the moon is. A celestial pearl, never-ending glow. I never took notice of it until we started high school," he was distracting you, prompting you to look at the moon and abandon your fears. When you looked you saw a floating fish appear in front of you, following your eyes where it went. It was a pretty looking curse he had summoned for you, distracting you again.

He took note at how you'd stopped trembling where you sat and how he didn't need to wipe tears from your pretty eyes anymore.

"So many things will happen to us when we grow. It'll be good, it'll be bad, it'll be ugly. But there's nothing to be afraid of or feel guilty for. If it hasn't changed the beauty of the world around us, like the moon, then the pain will pass," he whispered, wrapping an arm around your head and pulling it directly to his chest.

His heart was beating rapidly, much like yours.

He continued, "You won't see it again, (Y/N). And even from now, with the new world I'll create, you won't experience anything like that again." He muttered this as he stroked your head and back and shoulders.

Inevitably you succumbed to sleep and instead of a nightmare you saw nothing. You were at peace. You barely got a chance to question his own eyebags, whether or not he had slept himself or why he kept mentioning this new world.

But you were grateful. That each and every night you'd come with tears pouring down your face, despite you wanting to avoid burdening him, he'd let you in. It was just like this every night, crying, hesitating if he'd let you in again, letting you melt into his arms.

So who could blame you when you lost your mind when he'd left? You pledged that one of these nights, you'd find him again. Whether he loved you like you loved him or not, whether you agreed with his new ideals or not, you needed him.

And you hoped it was just as much as he needed you.

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[so-many-fandoms-here]

(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistake you notice)

• Characters: Levi Ackerman, fem!Reader

• Genre: fluff, smut

• Warnings: vanilla sex

Loving Hands

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Levi’s Pov:

My whole life I thought of hands as I thought of weapons. That’s what they were for me after all. Deadly weapons made from flesh and bones. I used them to steal, to harm and to kill and all my life others used them against me with the same intentions. So if a hand came near me I knew I was in danger.

And then I met (Y/n).

After the Survey Corps captured me and made me work with them I got introduced to her rather quickly, since she‘s the leading doctor there.

For the first time I was introduced to gentleness, when I watched her as she took care of the other soldiers, nursing their wounds and using her hands to ease their pain and heal them. And when she nursed me for the first time I was able to experience it first hand.

But also beyond her job she‘s a gentle and loving person. She is strict but in a loving way. If she demands you to do something you know she does it because she thinks it’s best for you. Or that one time we met at the stable. I forgot something in the saddle bag and as I went there to collect it (Y/n) stood in front of a box, petting one of the horses.

I watched her, watched how her fingers traced the nose of the animal and how it neighed, pleased by the soft pets it got.

I found myself more drawn to her with every day that passed. It scared me but at the same time it was one of the warmest, most beautiful things I was ever allowed to feel. Especially when I found out it wasn’t one sided.

It felt unreal to me. Back then I didn’t thought of me as anything more than a criminal from the underground so it surprised, no it shocked me, that this woman saw something more in me. I could act like a total asshole, always having a snappy response in store but she didn’t let herself get irritated by this. She cared enough to get to know me and was patient enough to wait until I found trust in her.

One night when the emptiness inside of me threatened to eat me alive again she was beside me like she always was. (Y/n) held me close, not trying to find words of advice or affirmation because she knew there wasn’t anything she could say to make it better. She just held me with her loving hands, giving me a feeling that I could almost call home.

Her hands rested on my back while my head was nestled in her neck, smelling the scent of her (h/c) hair and everywhere where our bodies touched felt warm and fuzzy.

I think this was the moment I knew I loved her. Or at least the moment I admitted it. What I know is that in this moment a wave crashed over me. A wave of so many feelings that it could made someone feel dizzy.

We never gave our relationship a label. It was obvious that we love and trust each other dearly but besides that everything was a bit blurry. We didn’t kissed, yet the tension was always there. We did sleep usually in the same bed though, (Y/n)s body always close to mine since it gave us both some sort of peace.

When I lifted my head to look her in the eyes I could see the love I feel for her reflecting from her (e/c) eyes and while I figured that kissing her wouldn’t be a bad idea she had taken the lead and closed the distance between us, pressing her lips on mine.

I was overwhelmed and didn’t know how to act. No one ever came this close to me but thankfully (Y/n) continued to guide me through the situation so all I had to do was kiss her back, which I did more than gladly.

The combination of her lips on mine and her hands roaming over my body made me feel things I didn’t know even existed. I wanted to feel her everywhere at the same time. I wanted her hands in my hair, on my cheek, on my arms, wrapped around my waist all at once. Wanted her lips to kiss mine while they also kissed my forehead and my knuckles. Wanted to feel her whole body beneath my hands and breath in the scent of her skin and her hair.

„I wish you would never stop touching me“, I whispered breathless against her lips. „With your fingers on my skin the world doesn’t seem that bad of a shithole as it actually is.“ The giggle I earned from her was such a beautiful noise to me. „I think we should keep going then“, she whispers back and starts kissing my cheek down to my neck.

Her hands slid underneath my shirt and I felt her fingers against my bare chest for the first time. Well, for the first time without a medical reason. „Wanna take this off?“ Instead of answering with words I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, throwing it next to my bed. I could tidy up tomorrow.

With her index finger (Y/n) drew over the outlines of my muscles. „You look amazing.“ She saw me shirtless many times before but it felt like all the times before didn’t count. „Usually I look for injuries but now I can concentrate on all of this.“ Her hands glid down my muscles and I couldn’t stop tensing my stomach at this funny sensation.

I watched her in awe as she took off her shirt too, throwing it next to mine and then crawling up to me, straddling herself on my legs. Almost as if my hands had their own will, they sneaked to (Y/n)s hips while my eyes studied her beautiful body. I started to pepper feather like kisses over her shoulder, enjoying her hands tracing over my body.

I let my right hand travel slowly upwards after I found the courage to and cupped her breast softly which she reacted to with a pleased sigh.

The excitement flashed over me and went straight to my cock, standing stiff in my boxers. But next to the burning desire was also fear. Because of this new and overwhelming situation. And because of the memories sitting in the back of my mind.

„My mother was a prostitute“, I blurted out, leaving (Y/n) a bit surprised, but she waited for me to continue, sensing I was about to tell her something rather important for me. „I can remember her crying when customers came over.“ I spat the word customer with as much disgust as possible out. (Y/n) kept looking at me with her beautiful (e/c) eyes while she cupped my face.

„I don’t really know what makes me so anxious right now but…“ My voice died as her thumbs rubbed softly over my face. „Fear isn’t rational“, she says. „We can stop, Levi.“ I shook my head. „No. I don’t want to stop“, I reassured her. „I am just a bit scared.“

(Y/n) guides my hands to her hips and kissed me again. „Do you trust me?“, she then asks.

Trust was a big word and usually I wouldn’t blindly say yes but every other answer would be a lie. I trusted (Y/n) like I never trusted anyone before. „With all my heart.“

Not only she needed to hear this. The little critic in my head needed to hear it too, so it would finally shut up.

She stood up to get rid of her pants and her underwear before her hands made their way to mine, unbuttoning my trousers and pulling it down with my boxers. While she did all this, her eyes never left mine, to make sure I’m comfortable with every step she took. My eyes on the other hand traveled over her whole body, adoring every detail of hers. A few scars here and there and the little hair curling between her legs.

The women in the books are always described with smooth and clean skin and without any flaws. Perfect on the first look, but unnatural, unreal on the second. (Y/n) was perfect and real at the same time.

My cock rested against my abdomen, waiting for any kind of release. (Y/n) placed herself back on my lap again and reached out for my hands to guide them back to her body.

My left hand was on her right breast while my other hand traveled over her back down to her ass and up again. My mouth was busy with her other breast, kissing the soft skin and licking over her nipple.

My worries got smaller and smaller until they were nothing more than a tiny whisper in the back of my head, easily drowned out by the loud beats of my heart and the quiet moans from (Y/n) as she took my hand again, this time guiding it to her wet core.

Slowly I let my fingers run trough her warm folds before I pushed one finger in. Her pussy hugged it tightly and at the thought of how it would feel on my dick, I could feel said body part twitch impatiently.

„I don’t want to wait any longer“, she whispers in my ear while her fingertips brushed over my chest and traveled down to my cock, which she put in her hand and started to stroke it. „I want to be close to you. Want to make you feel good. You deserve to feel good Levi.“

My heart almost bursted out of love and lust and with that I pulled my fingers out to lay them back on her hips. I concentrated on the feeling of her hand, which stroke me for another couple of seconds before she let go of me too.

She then repositioned herself to hover over me. „Ready?“, she asked, my dick back in her hands. I could see in her eyes that she was just as nervous as I was.

Tied to her eyes I nodded and then felt how she sank down slowly, burying my dick deep inside her.

I felt so much overwhelming feelings at the same time that I closed my eyes for a second and let my head rest in (Y/n)s shoulder. „Are you okay?“, she asks after taking my dick completely in.

„Never felt better“, I mumbled as I took all my willpower together to not thrust into her. I wanted to savour that feeling. Her warm, wet walls, hugging my cock, while her strong and gentle arms hug my body. Her soft breasts were pressed against my chest and her hair tickled my nose. In that moment, (Y/n) was all that existed. She was everywhere, she was all I could see, all I could hear, and all I could feel.

And then she started to move. Slowly she lifted herself up to grind down again. After a while her hands were on my shoulders to support her movements, while mine were on her hips. I stopped trying not to thrust into her and so I tried to fuck myself even further into her. I felt like I was about to melt right there and then.

The room that was filled with my cries of sorrow half an hour ago was now filled with the lewd clapping of skin against skin, (Y/n)s beautiful moans and my heavy breathing.

„Levi. I‘m close“, (Y/n) muttered between her moans. A few thrusts later I watched her coming undone with a loud moan on top of me. Watching her being overcome by such intense pleasure was so lewd yet so pure to watch and I hoped this wouldn’t be the last time I would make her feel this good.

She got off me and instantly grabbed my dick, that was covered in her juices, and started to jerk me off again. Her palm glided up and down my shaft while her thumb drew circles on the tip, causing me to grab the bedsheets tighter.

I hissed and a lot of ‚fucks‘ and other curse words left my lips as the pleasure somehow increased until it exploded and I was shooting ropes of cum on my stomach.

Out of breath and sweating I opened my eyes again and met (Y/n)s that looked at me in awe. She quickly got up and got a towel out of my dresser which she used to clean up the cum on my body. „How are you feeling?“

Instead of answering, I pulled her in for a kiss. „Yeah, me too“, she giggled against my lips and kissed me back.

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