#greg forever has my heart

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

The Dimple

Warnings: Mentions of a rough case but nothing in detail, fluff, not proofread, I think that's all 🫶.

Word count: 851

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

A/n: I need to kiss his dimple so this was created 🥹🫶.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @cr1minalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @ssamorganhotchner @mrs-ssa-hotch @canuck-eh @luvehotch @callm3c0nfus3d

Hotch: @14buddy22 @pastanoodles11

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You and Aaron are sitting on the couch and you're watching a funny movie before bed. You both just got home from a rough case and thought it might be nice to try distracting yourselves with something funny instead of going straight to bed to fall asleep in a bad mood.

Aaron has you tucked into his side with an arm wrapped around you and you can't help but let your gaze drift to his gorgeous face every few minutes. He's tired. You both are. It's expected after dealing with everything you experience at work. Sometimes you just need a good laugh after such a hard case. It had lasted for a week and drained the entire team. Aaron gave you all the next couple of days off and everyone was grateful for the extra time at home.

You hear the beautiful sound of Aaron's laugh fill your ears and you feel the way it vibrates through him and makes his belly and chest move. You look over at him again and smile. You see his dimple making an appearance as he continues to laugh and smile at the film. Leaning forward slightly, you press your lips to the little indent in his cheek leaving a soft and chaste kiss there.

Aaron turns his head and smiles even bigger at you, his eyes nearly disappear from how big his grin is. He places a short kiss to your lips and turns his head back to watch the screen again.

Another ten minutes or so go by and the same thing happens again. You hear him laughing and see that dimple and you can't stop yourself from kissing it again. You always kiss it when it shows up on his face, as long as the time and place is appropriate for cheek kisses.

This continues throughout the rest of the movie and seemingly goes unnoticed by Aaron. That is, until the film comes to an end and he turns the television off before turning to look at you again.

"Y/n, why do you always kiss my cheek like that? Always the same exact place. You did it at least 20 times during the movie." His voice is soft, it's not like he's being accusatory. You can hear the genuine curiosity in his voice when he asks you this. For some reason it makes you feel a little shy or embarrassed and your face grows red and you start to fiddle with the shirt he's wearing.

"I don't know. It's just a habit I guess. I like doing it." You give him a small shrug as you avoid making eye contact and instead choose to focus on the shirt and where you're messing with it.

"Don't do that. Don't only tell me half of what you're thinking. You know I know your tells. There's no point in trying to hide." His voice is still soft but he's serious. He's right. You're not telling him all of it and you both know it.

You sigh a little, part of how you admit defeat. "It might sound stupid or silly but I just love that dimple, Aaron. Whenever you have that stunning smile on your face I see that adorable dimple and I can't help but kiss it. I love seeing you happy and I love seeing your dimple." You look at his face now and he has the softest look in his eyes. His gentle expression. He kisses your forehead and wraps his arm around you tighter.

"You didn't need to be embarrassed about that, Honey. And it's not stupid and it doesn't sound silly. It's…cute. Sweet. Like you. I just didn't know you liked my dimple so much." He smiles again and there it is. That damn dimple that just makes your heart flutter every single time. You kiss it again and now his smile takes over his entire face as he chuckles a little and you blush. You can't help but get shy again now that he knows about it.

"I love you so much, y/n. You're such a sweetheart. Tough in the field but soft and sweet at home." You giggle a little at his words because he also just described himself. "Aaron, you know that's a description of you as well, right?" He nods a little and squeezes you tighter. "Yes, I know. But I have to be. Otherwise I'd be having cheek kisses all day at work and we can't let the team see that, now can we? They can't know that I'm secretly your lovey little sweetheart. Only you and Jack know that." Your giggle graces his ears again and now his heart flutters. This is also true. He is a soft sweet guy at home but the team would tease him to no end if they knew about it. He's comfortable with admitting it to you but that's about it. And you're fine with it, really. It means it's just for you and it feels special that only you get to see this part of him. With the exception of little Jack bug, of course.

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[criminalskies]

The Aaron Hotchner Mega-masterlist. Part 1/?

Hi!! I wanted to make a sort of recommendation list for some Aaron Hotchner writers in this gorgeous community and what makes their work so special in my eyes. Please note this list is not exhaustive by any means. If you would like me to add you or your work to this list, please just fire me a message and I'll run through your masterlist or fics to see what you're all about <3

please note, this is a way to support writers on here. So play nice.

@honeypiehotchner - (K) an extensive masterlist, mixing fluff, smut and angst or hurt/comfort, they use the most stunning imagery and descriptions to really make you understand how reader's feeling in each moment. She never writes hotch out-of-character, able to make him sound exactly like himself, no matter how far off-canon the story takes place. The dialogue always feels like real chemistry between real people. I also adore how they write hotch x autistic!reader. Such a beautiful understanding and patience and love between them. I really enjoy K's ability to show how thoughtful & considerate he is of his lover's needs. mostly fem!reader fics, some gn!reader. K's masterlist.

@show-your-fangs - (A) does an amazing job of writing Aaron's mental battles with himself as he moves outside of his comfort zones. She can orchestrate such a sea of emotions in every scene I read, and I can never pick out even one word in the entire fic that seems out of place. Not only can she beautifully capture every shift in emotion or thought process throughout these fics, but jesus christ can she make Aaron Hotchner the sexiest motherfucker on earth. The scenes feel so natural and just ooze raw sex appeal. Marvellous work, not every piece is linked in this masterlist but i highly recommend giving her blog a good old search.

@hotchs-big-hands - (A) doesn't have many works currently released, but oh boy do we get quality over quantity. Her three part series 'what did you call me?' is stunning. She takes her time to really make me feel what the reader is feeling and it's so easy to step into reader's shoes. Not to mention that she manages to infuse suave and sexy into every hair on Aaron's head. Every step this man takes seems to leave me breathless because he is just so smooth and sure of himself, but simultaneously we get a glimpse of the war going on in his head. Most works are plus!size!reader (female reader) but some gn!reader works as well. A's masterlist.

@greg-montgomery - (Fay) can make a splinter in your thumb feel like a warm cozy blanket, every domestic or blissful or lovestruck situation you can dream of with Hotch has been written, and made to feel like hot cocoa on a rainy day. She does a gorgeous job of writing a brief, fleeting moment with him like it's something you'll remember forever. Fay's masterlist.

@ssahotchnerr - (Katie) has a beautiful way of melting readers hearts with the softest little moments that can be shared between two people. Whether Aaron's changing your tyre or building your a bookshelf, the tiny little details can make it feel like the most heartwarming thing a man can do. She really captures that certain unplaceable Hotch quality in every single scenario Katie's masterlists.

@reidersspencer - (Miso) is always a breath of fresh air, her fic ideas are creative and fun, she is very active, always working on several hotch fics/blurbs at once. Miso responds to every request within days, having produced something sweet enough to make you prediabetic, she does a fantastic job of keeping hotch, well, hotch, with just that extra sparkle in his eye as he looks at reader. Miso's masterlist.

@slutforsilverfoxes - (she/her), I truly think sf2 could find inspiration in a glass of water. Her fics are so original, and she has a way of making sure the dialogue never feels forced or unnatural, and the chemistry is thick in the air between her characters. You can always see just how reader and aaron became drawn to one another, she's always able to make me envy just how much our star-crossed-lovers have in common. She's able to make every character's actions seem deliberate and measured, and the imagery adds so much depth to her scenes. slutforsilverfoxes' masterlist.

@canuck-eh - (she/her), wrote some of the most beautiful, delicate, authentic, raw hotch fics I've ever had the pleasure of reading. Some of her works are as long as 20k words, but not even one of those words is wasted. The most beautiful characterisations and imagery. Hotch never feels out-of-character and these fics deconstruct him so well, giving you a beautiful look inside his mind. Please note, this account no longer writes for hotch, as of right now. So please do not run to her inbox asking for more. But I promise you, her masterlist is enough to sustain you for a lifetime. Canuck’s masterlist.

@montyfandomlove - (Mon) does a gorgeous job of making your wildest fantasies come true. Her response to every request will both melt your heart and make your pussy throb. Mon writes Aaron as both smooth and sure of himself, but also sensitive and self-conscious. She can use any situation to bring that old man to life, making him feel younger and more carefree in the process. Mon's version of Hotch feels so true to himself, and don't we all love him that way? Mon's masterlist.

@hotchs-bitch - (T) does such a beautiful job of breaking my heart. She has a real talent for building angst until my eyes well up. She writes so realistically about Hotch's struggles and triumphs with love, but also the happy little moments in his life with you that make it worth living. Lovely characterisation of the man himself. T's masterlist.

@chateauhotchner - (Andi) also loves to break my heart and make me cry. But, the angst is so beautifully tragic. Wonderful imagery and she's even been capable of making me want to smack my favourite man in the world. Andi's masterlist.

@hotchs-babygirl - (Zeina) can always capture the thoughtfulness and gentleness of our Aaron Hotchner. Makes me want to squish his silly little cheeks and stare into his big shiny doe eyes forever. Zeina's masterlist.

@alluring-andrayav - (Andraya) this girl likes to not only have Hotch break my heart but also stomp it into smithereens and spit on it in the process. Levels of angst I can never quite recover from but it's done so well I can't bring myself to hate her for it. Andraya's masterlist.

@whiskey-bumblebee - (Hannah) loves to give me cavities by making our man so sweet and beautifully himself. Hotch-in-love is a different beast, and one that Hannah captures really well. Also, some sweat-inducing smut here and there that I cannot fail to mention. Hannah's masterlist

@honeybrowne - (she/her) manages to write the very best and worst parts of dating aaron hotchner, having the most attentive, thoughtful, considerate boyfriend is of course a pleasure greater than words can say, but at the same time, he can only ever give you half his time and he tends to eat away at himself for it. A great cross-section of this man. honeybrowne's masterlist.

@hotchscvm - (Neens) writes some of the most carefree, caution-to-the-wind, sexy aaron we all need sometimes. But she also doesn't miss when she writes the soft moments between you two, the little things that make you fall in love with him (and get butterflies). Neens' masterlist.

@dudeitiskarev - (Cat) does such a fantastic job of creating whole worlds in each of her stories. She paints the most beautiful pictures of her scenes with each word, I never have trouble getting a crystal clear mental image of what's taking place. That's not to even mention how well she sees right through the many layers of Aaron. note that I believe cat is retiring from writing for Aaron but please cherish all of her works, they are gorgeous. Cat's Masterlist.

@masterwords - (Angela) has written hundreds of thousands of words about our Hotch, although most of her works are for hotchgan (hotch x derek morgan). In the years she's spent writing for these two, it is clear she knows both of their minds even better than her own. Every single romantic situation/scenario I can cook up in my imagination has already been written in completion by Ang and it is just amazing. Even if she breaks your heart, she'll usually put it back together even better than before. Angela's masterlist. (this is the hotch-only masterlist, the hotchgan list is here)

@ssahoodrathotchner - (Andi) writes the most feel-good fluff, if you just want to hold aaron in your arms or have him look at you oh-so-longingly, snuggle up nice and warm and read some of Andi's work. Mostly gn!reader <;3 Andi's masterlist.

@angelhotchner - (Marl) I do NOT see enough people freaking out on the daily about these works. An awesome range of gn!reader & fem!reader both sfw & nsfw. Like, reading the titles of these fics alone should clue you into just how stunning most of these works are to read. I highly highly recommend a deep dive. Marl's masterlist.

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Again. There is definitely still two hundred blogs I want to add to this list, and I will as time goes on add to this because the talent and love and passion being poured into loving on this man is so staggering to me. I hope you've found at least one blog on this list that you maybe didn't know of before, or that it's a reminder for you to check out some writers you already know of.

If your name made it on this list, please know I adore you. If your name didn't make it on this list, please know I probably still adore you, and I will almost certainly get there in time. <3 I really just want an excuse to tell a bunch of writers why I fell in love with their work, so! if you have another writer in mind, please just drop their username or info in my inbox and I will get to work.

#Rome's recs #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotch hotchner #fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfiction #TALENT #RAW TALENT #come and see 'em!

[romeulusroy]

Succession Preference: Giving Them The Silent Treatment

Requested: hi hi! I've been loving succession, I think Tom and Kendall are my favorite characters <3 Could I request a preference for the siblings (+ Tom or Greg if you're comfortable, totally understand if you don't wanna add them) making it up to their S/O after an argument? Maybe their S/O has given them the silent treatment and they wanna fix things?? Or something like that, it's totally up to you <3 - @meltingsandwhich

A/N: Shai!!!! I love this idea!!!! Thank you for requesting!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Connor would want to rip his hair out. The thought of you being angry and hurt enough to give him the silent treatment kills him. Forgotten and ignored as a child, the silent treatment doesn't sit well with him. It reminds him too much of his father, ripping open old wounds. He gives you the space you need, but eventually it becomes too much. He has to talk to you and he needs you to talk to him, to acknowledge him. He apologizes profusely, desperately, the people pleaser in him coming to life. You're still upset, but you realize immediately what you've done. You did what Logan has been doing to him his entire life. You apologize, too, putting into words why you were so upset. Your relationship isn't perfect, especially after a fight, but you know you cannot do that to him again. You have to talk it out, you have to address things, you have to break the cycle. Connor is more than happy to do so, hating the long stretch of silence.

Kendall, I think, would be just as petty at first. When you stare at him, mouth closed, anger radiating out of you, he realizes what you're doing and tries to beat you at your own game. He can only last a few minutes before his own insecurities devour him. Why aren't you talking to him? Is it over? Did one fight murder your whole relationship? He can't listen to the quiet anymore, finding any way to fill it. He screams and yells and begs, but you're stubborn. One too many times he has broken his promise to you, he has broken your heart. As far as you're concerned he deserves to suffer. You want him to. Not forever, not forever, but in this moment? It's all you want. He kicks furniture and makes a mess, yelling, angry, hurt. You can't keep it in anymore and you stat yelling, crying, telling him all your pain. Everything he's put you through. He promises to do better, to be better, that this will never happen again. You're not sure if you believe him. You're not sure you'll ever believe him again.

Shiv sorta pretends nothing happened. She asks you if you want to order in for dinner after a few days of not speaking. You can't believe it. It makes you even angrier, causing you to give her the silent treatment. By not speaking, you're forcing her to address it. You just stare at her as she goes through the drawer of menus. What? Are you seriously still mad? This frustrates her, causing her to become defensive. You're being irrational. You're being insecure. Funny, you say, you're starting to sound like your father. That hits hard. The fights you have are volatile and downright cruel. Afterwards you have to nurse your wounds, you take a few days, before going to one another. There isn't necessarily an apology spoken from either of you, but it's as close as you're going to get. You go back to normal after that. You're sure one of your fights will be the downfall of your relationship one day, but that day isn't this one. You know Shiv doesn't mean it, and neither do you, it's just the kind of thing you were raised to do: go for the throat.

Roman feels incredibly anxious when you give him the silent treatment. He can't stand it. He tries to fill the silence with jokes, but it doesn't work. His one defense mechanism isn't working nor is it appropriate. When is it ever? You break him down with your blank stare. He feels jittery and nervous and nauseous. Finally, he asks you what's wrong. Is this about our fight? Fuckin- seriously? He can't believe you're still upset. Of course I am, you say. He senses your frustration and he braces for the worst, flinching when you step closer. You explain to him, yet again, that though you're upset, you would never dare hurt him. He kinda wishes you would, at least then it would be all over and you wouldn't have to talk about it. You don't care that it makes him uncomfortable, you don't care if he squirms the whole time, you are going to address what's wrong in your relationship. He's not sure where to start, relying on you. You make up by talking it out in a serious manner, so that he understands.

Bonus! Tom is a big gift giver after an argument. Though he didn't grow up with money, he's quickly learned that if you throw enough of it at a problem, it'll go away. He knows you typically get quiet after a fight so he lets you be. In the morning he'll have something expensive and thoughtless wrapped up in a bow. You've learned that there's typically a double meaning to what he gets you and it often leaves you more hurt than you already were. You don't want something that cost a lot of money, you don't want something wrapped in a bow, presented to you like it's a million fucking dollars, you want him to change. You want to stop having the same arguments over and over again because, though he promises you he'll be better, he never is. That's what you want. You know if you said this though, it would fly right over his head. He doesn't want to change. He likes himself just the way he is. That's what you can't stand, that's why you go silent.

Bonus! Greg is pretty much oblivious to your silent treatment. He thinks, after your fight, which is less of a fight and more like a tense conversation when it comes to Greg, that everything is cool. Everything is going to go back to normal. He comes home after work talking about how Rome punched him in the arm and he thinks he's getting somewhere with Mencken when you ignore him. Sore throat? Are you coming down with something? No Greg, you say, frustrated, you're still mad at him. Oh. He didn't think you would be. He thought you got all you needed out when you were talking to him. You have to explain that the conversation you were having was actually a fight, that he participated in it, and he said some pretty hurtful things. Oh. He apologizes, but there's always a "but" in there with an excuse. That's what you're talking about. He's learned from the best at Waystar how not to take accountability.

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[spacecowboyhotch]

Kinktober Day 24: Home

summary; but today it’s sweet.

kink: outdoor & tender sex (and exhibitionism kinda)

pairing: fem!reader x jonathan levy

contents: 18+/NSFW/MINORS DNI, food mention, unprotected sex, creampies, fluff

an: jonathan being a soft little hoe as always. he’s baby, the last epi doesn’t exist.

word count: 507

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Jonathan’s house has an incredible privacy fence. There’s no way to see into his backyard unless you scale said fence or if you’re in it, a rare occasion for anyone who isn’t the two of you or Ava. It comes in handy at times like this. You’d gotten home from defending your thesis with great news of passing and Jonathan had invited you over celebratory picnic.

And while the food and dessert he prepared for you was delicious, the gesture wholeheartedly appreciated, nothing is better than the way he’s nestled in between your legs with his mouth on yours right now.

“Jonathan,” You gasp into his mouth, fingers tangled into his messy curls.

“So proud of you, sweet girl. Can I show you?” He murmurs between kisses, starting a path down your jaw and neck.

As soon as you say yes, he works fast, getting your underwear down to your ankles and pushing up your skirt before his hands fall to his own pants and boxers.

The heavy make out session has you extremely wet, and when Jonathan works himself free, he slides in to the hilt with no protest from you or your body. Both of you moan, deep and filthy, the sound echoing through the other’s mouths. Sex with Jonathan has its shades, it can be rough and frantic, deliberate and controlled.

But today— it’s sweet.

Syrupy slow thrusts, tender caresses of skin, he takes you in a way that feels like worship. Every brush of his skin against yours, every thrust, the feel of his mouth, all are like soothing water quenching your thirst. Your hands are still in his hair, running through the curls, keeping his mouth desperately close to yours.

Jonathan looks down at you, taking in your soft, hazy beauty and realizes there’s not a day he wants to go without you. He’s been here before and gotten his heart crushed, but he knows you, truly knows you and sees nothing but love reflected in your eyes.

He kisses you hungrily before pulling away, “Stay here. Just stay. Be with me and Ava always.”

“Yes,” You breathe with no hesitation, legs tightening around his waist as you rise to the precipice of your orgasm.

His release hits him all at once, no steady build for him to warn you of and he captures your lips once more, continuing to move his hips, wanting you to fall over the edge with him. He’d stay between your legs forever, fucking himself into you until his entire body buzzed with overstimulation, if it meant you were able to cum.

Your body takes it easy on him, and with just a few more deep thrusts, you join him, white-hot pleasure singing through every thread of your makeup.

There are no words, not yet, and so the both of you hold the other close, letting your hands roam and say all the words you’re too fucked out to say.

Suspended in the quiet of Jonathan’s backyard, wrapped in his arms, this feels like home.

oscar taglist: @greg-montgomery, @lesbianhotch, @laurensprentiss, @hotchs-bitch, @honeybrowne, @multiverse-mxdness, @fanofverymanythings, @marc-spectorr, @toracainz, @rmoonstoner, @roseqzpd, @mccn-bcys, @my-rosegold-soul

#jonathan levy x reader #jonathan levy x fem!reader #jonathan levy blurb #jonathan levy fanfiction #scenes from a marriage fanfiction #scenes from a marriage #arson writes randos #not sfw #arson’s kinktober

[plentyoffandoms]

Main Masterlist ♡ Orange Cassidy Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: none

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 849

I was looking over one the balconies of The Elkins Estate, enjoying the peace as my groomsmen got ready in the room behind me.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I already knew it was Dustin.

"Jim, you going to faint." Was all he needed to say, and I knew who he was talking about.

"I can only imagine."

Greg joined us, and he and Dustin started to talk, and I zoned them out without meaning, too. I thought back to the first moment we first met.

We were waiting for the school bus on our first day of school. I was nervous and didn't want to look go out of my Mom's hand, and there they were, standing next to me and then asking me what my favourite colour was.

"Orange" was all I said, and then they said their favourite colour. They started to ask me different questions, and once the bus came, I was a bit more at ease.

They grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Let's go." At that moment, she and I became best friends. If you saw them, you saw me, or vice versa.

I was steered back into the room, as each one of my groomsmen started to congratulate me and bring up a memory they had of the three of us.

"I remember in middle school, you wanted to ask them to the school dance, but you were too scared."

My memories flooded with that night.

It was grade 7, and I finally wrapped my head around the fact that I fell in love with my best friend. Even though we ran in different circles by this point, they were still my best friend, and we shared everything together.

This was the year that we each started to ask another person to the school dance, and I was nervous. I practised for what felt like hours in my bedroom mirror, for this very moment.

I stood behind them as they talked about their art project, and just as I was about to ask them to the dance, they spoke up.

"I decided I am going to go to the school dance with just friends, you know. Why go with one person when you spend the night apart anyway?"

It felt like my heart was stomped on and ripped apart from my body at the same time. I cleared my throat, trying to play it cool.

"Yeah, yeah. I see what you mean. Am I still picking you up for it, though?"

"My Mom is dropping me off. She wanted to see me off this time." The bell rang, ending that moment of pure sadness for me.

I hate to say that I didn't talk to them that night. Even though I wanted to say how great I thought they looked, I was just hurt that they didn't want to go to the dance with me.

Later on in life, I learned that they were forced to stag by a mutual friend of ours, who knew I wanted to ask them to the dance, but our friend wanted me to ask them.

It wasn't until grade 10 that I finally told them how I felt, and I was scared that I was going to lose our friendship forever.

We were watching a movie in their basement, and I could hardly focus on it. To this day, I do not recall what movie it even was, but I digress.

All of a sudden, I just blurted out. "I love you." Not that I like them, or even have a crush on them. No, no, full-on. I love you.

They went quiet for not even ten seconds before they kissed me, completely shocking me. In a span of 20 seconds, I told them I loved them, and we had our first kiss. They pulled back, letting me they loved me too.

We have been together ever since. Standing by one another with each dream. Helping each other to achieve our goals. When I was signed to AEW, I knew it was time to propose.

I booked us a room at the Sidney Tavern, in East Berlin, PA. I was so nervous that I actually thought about calling the whole thing off, but I pushed through.

We had a pleasant evening, talking and laughing, and then I did the old dropping the fork on the floor and we to pick it up, but I was on one knee, with the engagement ring in my hand.

"Yes."

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I laughed as this was so us. I didn't even have to ask the question before they answered. I slipped the ring on their finger.

Now, as I stand at the front of the church, waiting for them. I knew that no one could ever take their place in my life.

The music started to play, and everyone stood up to look as the doors opened.

We made eye contact down the aisle, and they mouthed,'I love you.'

And I mouthed it right back, knowing that they are the one for me, and I for them.

#aew #all elite wrestling #reader imagine #reader insert #orange Cassidy imagine #orange Cassidy fic #orange Cassidy fanfic #orange cassidy x reader #orange Cassidy x neutral reader #orange cassidy #orange Cassidy x you #orange Cassidy x y/n

[lust4life01]

I wish I was your girl. chapter 1

First chapter is a little short, just to introduce the story and move it along! Set around the early seasons :) -please check out this post for warnings.

You dont know my mind.

Your head laid on House's bare chest, as his fingers drew soft circles on your shoulder, while you both listened to each other's heavy breathing from the highs you both just came down from.

Breaking the sweet silence, House couldn't help but ask a provocative question ruining the simplicity being held in each other's company.

“Are you sure you’re not a porn star?” He asks with a huge grin plastered across his face.

“Ha, ha, very funny. And anyway you'd be so lucky, old man.”

Your tone sarcastic yet playful as you try to hide the smile creeping onto your lips, while staring up at him with doe eyes.

House dramatically places a fist to his heart and lets out an exaggerated hiss.

“Ah, ouch! God I hope you weren't this mean to all your other bosses, or well pimps.”

“Mhm only the ones I was sleeping with.” You shot back immediately, earning you a proud smirk from him.

As he goes to get up to grab hisvicodin, and break from your touch, you let out a whine in protest, not wanting to feel the loss of contact.

“God, you're so needy, better keep you away from Wilson. Actually speaking of Wilson he's meeting me here in about half an hour, and quite frankly I wouldn't like to sit and explain why a member of my team is on my couch in her underwear.

You can't help but take his last statement to heart, you knew it was stupid as you were sleeping with Greg House, what more were you expecting? However the desire to be more than a fuck buddy had been creeping up on you lately and you simply wanted more. Was you just an employee with a nice set of tits and a nice arse to him?

“Actually, I was thinking maybe it wouldn't be terrible if people knew about us.”

You lowered your head and your voice was quiet and consumed with seriousness. House didn't reply for a few seconds until you lifted your face to meet his eyes.

“What? You can't be serious.”

After a moment he realised you in fact were not joking and let out a frustrated laugh.

“Oh my god. I don't see how you dont think its a terrible idea, (y,n), we agreed that we would just have great mindless sex, no strings attached. Why ruin that?”

He was defensive which just pissed you off even further.

You became more enraged and hurt the more you thought about the words spilling from his harsh mouth.

“That was then, this is now. Maybe I don't want to be your dirty little secret, who is chucked out everytime there's a threat of someone seeing us, forever. I'm not asking for the moon here House, I just don't see why you're so scared of a little commitment.”

“Yeah well maybe I didnt think by fucking you I was signing up to be husband for god sake. Did we sign a prenup?”

House's voice was mean as he spoke and his hand rested on his forehead out of frustration.

You let out a scoff of shock and disgust.

“Fine. I won't be bothering you anymore, you know unless a patient is dying, if that's even worth bothering you for.”

As fast as the words travelled out your mouth, so did your clothes appear on your body and feet step out of his apartment.

Tears filled with rage brimmed and finally spilled from your sad eyes once outside his apartment door. Thankfully spilling outside of House's sight despite them threating to stream from your face as soon as his vindictive words hit you.

— 2 days later —

Hostility wasnt near close enough to explain the feeling and tension between you and House. Snide comments and brooding stares were exchanged but other than the differentials and generally doing your job you didn't speak or acknowledge House.

House was being more of an ass than usual and it was obvious the team were starting to pick up on it as for the past couple of months he had seemed relatively happy. They ultimately knew there was no point trying to figure out Greg House.

Your best friend Foreman on the other hand had no problem trying to figure out why you had been acting strange. He was worried you might be slipping back into past habits.

He came to look for you while you were in the common room, where you were finishing up paperwork but mainly hiding away.

“Hey, how come you're in here instead of the office?”

He asks the question already knowing the answer, he just wanted to know why exactly you were hiding away,

Feeling slightly defensive not wanting to unload all your problems and thoughts on to your best friend, you did the only thing you could think to do. Lie.

“Um, I don't know, it's just quieter I guess. You gonna join me?”

You try to give him a convincing smile, although it definitely didn't work all that well.

He let out a sign of slight annoyance seeing straight through your lies, not understanding why you weren't being straight with him.

“Quit the bullshit (y,n). I can tell somethings up with you. You've hardly been yourself and believe me I know when somethings bothering you.”

You hated shutting Foreman out but you couldn't be arsed to explain that the reason you had been distant was because Greg House only saw you as a cheap fuck. I mean it's pathetic.

“Okay, yeah i've been a little off lately and im sorry, totally nothing of your doing. I just stopped seeing this fling but i don't know I was delusional to want to take it further. It's dumb really.”

He nodded his head to make sure you knew he was listening before finally giving you a sympathetic smile.

“Not to sound like a jerk but yeah that is pretty dumb. But he'd have to be even dumber to not want you.”

He let out a chuckle and you smiled trying to act like you agreed, despite knowing it was far deeper and more complex than you let on.

“Look, come for a drink with the team after work. Have a few drinks, or a few kisses and forget about whatever idiot you were screwing.”

You nodded your head in agreement.

I mean sure you know that getting out will dull the hurt you feel but the alcohol will only spur on your self destructive manic side.

What could possibly go wrong?

#house md #fanfic #gregory house #greg house x reader

[saintlupin]

Winter’s biting chill cuts into Draco, the taste of ice on the back of his tongue. On days like this, the vitality of speech evades him. Desperate to make it through the short-long day where the hours have dragged their feet, the sun kisses the skyline goodbye at thirty past four, and Draco walks in a stupor. 

The package waiting excitedly on his stoop takes him out of his exhaustion, and suddenly Draco is awake and aware and rushing up four flights of stairs with the promise of joy in his hands. He wastes no time opening and closing his door, hurriedly kicking off his shoes and pulling out his wand to unlock the treasures waiting just beyond the magically charmed cardboard. 

In it: small trinkets, gifts, cute things he adores that make him smile so wide, dancing in place because his heart is so very full he can’t hold in the happiness that circulates inside him. 

A letter with his name awaits, and he opens it delicately, careful not to tear the heart-shaped sticker on the envelope. He reads: 

Draco, 

I hope all these little mementos I’ve collected over the past few weeks made you smile. I kept seeing things that reminded me of you, and I couldn’t stop myself from buying them for you. Life’s been pretty much the same since you left. Hermione and Ron still bicker–which, ever since you said that’s their version of foreplay, I can’t see it any different, so, thanks for that–Luna has switched to only speaking backwards again, something about nargles. Pansy and Greg come by with lots of food and won’t leave until I’ve had at least two servings and put some leftovers away. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you? (I promise I’m eating more than cereal and popcorn). 

Here’s the latest gossip I’m sure you’re dying to know about: Theo, Blaise, and Neville are a "secret" throuple now. They think no one’s noticed, but really, we’re just waiting for them to tell us. Ron says you owe him 5 sickle, by the way. 

Hmm…what else? I’m doing okay. I promise. Work’s been work, you know how it is. How’s your internship? I’ve hung the picture you sent me with the Elder Scrolls of Merlin. Incredible, really! I can’t believe you spend all day archiving scrolls almost as old as Hogwarts itself. 

I miss you a lot. I hope you’re remembering to take care of yourself, too. Let’s floo-call soon, ok?

Forever yours,

Harry

Draco couldn’t help the flutter of his heart or welling of tears in his eyes. He felt so loved. It had been such a long day, one where his breathing felt like drowning, and yet, he was loved through that from hundreds of miles away. The terror weight of the day’s stress that had pressed so firmly on his chest only moments before he’d seen this package on his doorstep faded. Even on Draco’s worst days, Harry loved him; thought of him. Without his realizing it, Draco felt okay again.

for @hdcandyheartsfest's prompt: memento. dedicated to my dearest @softlystarstruck!! happy birthday bee!! i'm both grateful to know you and happy i get to call you my friend. talking with you always makes my day brighter and i hope you enjoy the little easter eggs (not so little) i've hidden in here just for you!!

#drarry #hdcandyheartsfest2023 #drarry microfic #drarry fanfic #drarry fanfiction #drarry drabble #drarry ficlet #hp x dm #dm x hp #harco #draco x harry #harry x draco #harry/draco #draco/harry #tzi's writing

[patchedrabbit]

There's a Hole that You Fill.

Pairing: Gregor Samsa (Limbus Company)/M!Fixer!Reader Warnings: Vague and brief mention of violence, Emetophobia (in picture, not fic) Commissioned by @wizardofwoof Previous | Next

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from agitated dreams, he found his room transformed around his bed into a monstrous vermin.

That is, to say, it was unfamiliar. And if he followed Faust’s explanation correctly, that entailed a shift in his psyche. So despite the metal walls appearing softer than usual, and the messages on the walls rearranged into something more reassuring, there was the kicker of not knowing what had changed, even when he knew something was off.

And the butterflies kicking in his stomach were getting awfully annoying too.

“Gregor, babe~ what’s that far-away stare for? You don’t wanna make poor Dante turn back the clock more than they have to, do you?” Gregor huffs at the woman mocking him as he slashes at one of the Rats who thought it’d be a good idea to bash on Mephistopheles. “As if— that’s the last of them, anyway. C’mon.” The Sinner hides the embarrassing expression growing on his face by pretending to clean his glasses (is that a spec of blood? Must scrub even harder!), though he never knew Rodion to be a quitter. “You can’t keep dodging the question forever… what’s on your mind?” “Nothing much. My room just changed.” “Changed how? Like someone reorganized it or…” Gregor sighs and throws his coat over his shoulder, and uses his hand to properly push Rodion away. “If that was it you wouldn’t be bugging me so bad.” Rodion stifles a smirk at that specific wording — she purposefully isn’t hiding it very well and it’s driving Gregor crazy — and leans on his head with her arm. “Why don’t you show me around then, hmm?” “Maybe if it’ll get you to shut up,” he mumbles. “What was that?” “Huh- oh, uh, nothing, sure.”

Once steel hard walls now appear to have the texture of lace, with a light pink to match. Words that once read no more have now been covered with paint, taking on the form of hearts and stars and all sorts of other shapes. Curiously, it looked different than the blood once coating the room, the red more vibrant and childlike than the rich scarlet from before. The only thing that seemed to have avoided the repaint was the ashtray residing on the counter next to Gregor’s bed. “Still haven’t given up that smoking habit? But this place seems like you’ve had a little feel-good arc, no?” “I’ll give it up once you give up your gambling,” Gregor replies, although he’s too occupied moseying to his bed and collapsing onto it to think about what he’s saying. Still, Rodion chuckles with a, “touché,” and leans by the entrance. “Is it that Fixer from the other day?” “Was — ”

“What was he from… was it Zwei?” “Yeah, I think, but—” “A little birdie told me that we got a contract that says they’ll be working with us again~” Gregor places his hand over his face and makes an exasperated sigh, pulling at his skin as he drags it downwards. He turns his head to look at Rodion, and she has the most shit-eating grin on her face. “I don’t know what makes you assume all that.” “It’s really easy to tell when you get attached, hun,” she tilts her head and places her hands on her hips, almost disapprovingly. “It is?” “Oh. Oh, Greg. “You’re fucked.”

Even as Vergilius is giving some kind of instruction, Gregor still finds himself distracted; though, it’s not like the other Sinners aren’t consistently distracted as well. He only snaps back to attention when asked if they understood… which they obviously did not. But that would be Dante’s problem, and besides, Gregor was one of the more composed fighters out of the bunch.

When they’re forced off the bus to meet up with the Zwei Fixers (something about another unusual Abnormality breakout, supposedly there’d be a Golden Bough trade-off that Gregor was certain wouldn’t go over smoothly), he finds himself stuck in one place and just staring intently, searching for someone in particular. He jumps when there’s a voice behind him. “Gregor! I heard help was hired for this mission, but I didn’t imagine it’d be you guys again!” Good God, he practically melts. But he knows better than to be caught unaware, shaking off the after-effects, and glances over his shoulder.

“Hey, bud, didn’t know you’d be here. They got you working to the bone, huh?” “Well, with the casualties from last time, we’re going to be lacking units for a while… but it’s not all bad.”

He lost his religion a long time ago, but he finds himself praying that that sort of naivety won’t get you killed. Still, it was heartwarming to see you in good spirits.

You offer a hand to him, and he stands awkwardly for a moment, unsure. Were you expecting… a handshake? He barely catches you shaking your head before grabbing his hand and dragging him along, to catch up with the rest of the group. He thinks he hears you say it's safer if we stick together, right?

It's hard to make out over the pounding in his ears.

The battles were a bit of a blur. That sorta thing happens when it's the same thing over and over; a repetition he wasn't so fond of. He was the least fond of the fact the only fight he remembered was when he got caught off guard and almost shred to bits — if you hadn't stepped in and swept the opponent away with your blade, that is. You had said the slogan then, "We're the Zwei, 'Your Shield,'" and despite how cheesy it was and how he couldn't even be certain it was directed towards him (he swore by the look in your eyes that it was, and even if he misinterpreted that, he prayed it was still true), Gregor had mouthed something in response.

He didn't say goodbye to you when the company and the association had gone their  ways, though he knew you wouldn't mind. You were far too nice to him for that.

"Geg? I'm hearing some banging, and not the good kind," Rodion spoke with a singsong voice, intruding into Gregor's room, unannounced and unwanted. It had changed again. "What's wrong?"

"...I said 'I love you.' He didn't even hear."

The taller Sinner sat by Gregor's bed, crossing her arms and sighing. "You'll just have to try again then, won't you?"

He opens his eyes slowly, sending her a glare, when her intentions finally hit him. He laughed and smothered the cigarette in his mouth in the ashtray to his right.

"Guess you're right."

#gregor samsa #rodion limbus company #rodion lcb #limbus company #x reader #reader insert #male reader #vergilius #thank you for comming me!

[dustinslovehandles]

I will haunt Tony Kahn for eternity if he tried to do Dustin and Greg dirty like that.

They are all 3 so over with fans.

I don’t like the thought of Orange being solo.

Like yes, he had two amazing runs as International Champion but please please please do not make him a solo act.

The interactions he had with his Besties were life.

If they don’t put them all back together, at least give him Chuck.

Trent has his tag team with Rocky if they want the split to be permanent.

I just don’t like the thought of Chuck or Orange not having a partnership. It feels wrong on ALL levels.

That would be like WWE splitting Kofi and Xavier up. WWE needs a New Day faction and AEW needs a Best Friends faction.

(Also, while I’m happy that Big E is pain-free, my heart broke that his neck isn’t healing completely. I’m okay with him not returning to the ring. But I want his neck to be as close to 100% healed as it can be.)

Oh I absolutely agree with you! They better not actually try and push Dustin and Greg out like that. Hopefully I'm just being paranoid about it!

Totally agree about Orange as well. I like him as a singles wrestler, but he needs to have his friends around him too. Chuck especially, him and Orange have been together forever and are inseperable in my heart.

I kind of fell off following WWE for a bit when it stopped being shown on freeview over here, so I didn't know that about Big E, thank you for telling me. I love him and the New Day boys. Last I saw, E seemed okay, it sucks so much that his neck isn't healing though. I want more than anything for him to live a good and happy life, you know? He deserves it, ray of sunshine that he is.

#chuck taylor #trent beretta #orange cassidy #best friends #best breakup

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Get Some Rest

Warnings: Mentions of a bau case, brief mention of drinks with Garcia, reader is sleep deprived, fluff!, some pining, no established relationship, that should be all but let me know if I missed anything<3

Word count: 1.3k

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

A/n: This was something that the lovely @criminalskies asked for and I was very happy to deliver! I hope you enjoy it sweetheart<3.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @ssamorganhotchner @mrs-ssa-hotch @canuck-eh @luvehotch @callm3c0nfus3d @ivyflowers13 @randomuserrs

Hotch: @14buddy22 @pastanoodles11 @htchnr

Let me know if you want to be added to my tags 🫶

Hotch can always tell when you’re not doing so well.  Whether it’s because the case is extra tough on you for some reason.  Or you’re not getting enough sleep.  Whatever the reason may be, he just knows when you aren’t okay.  

The team is currently on a case and you are all in the precinct unfortunately having to wait for the unsub’s next move.  You are all lost and all you can do is wait for the unsub to slip up and leave something behind.  You’ve all tried to figure this guy out but none of you are getting anywhere with this case and it’s exhausting you all, but Aaron can tell it’s really bothering you even more.  He doesn’t know why it’s getting to you, but that’s not his main concern with you right now.  For now, it’s just him wanting to help you however he can.

You’re sitting down and hunched over a file that you can hardly read.  You’re so tired that all of the words seem to be blurring together and coming off of the page, the same page that you have been trying to read for about ten minutes now but you can’t comprehend anything on it.  The entire team is tired but you are completely exhausted because this case has been keeping you up.  This has resulted in numerous cups of coffee that you have been guzzling almost constantly and when you go to take another sip of your current cup of coffee, you realise you finished it about five minutes ago the last time you reached for it.

You stand up and make your way out of the room in search of more caffeine, but you don’t hear the footsteps trailing behind you because your senses are a bit dulled from how tired you are.  All you can focus on now is finding that coffee and once you pour yourself a cup, you feel a warm presence next to you.  You turn to look at him, you know it’s Hotch because you always get a specific feeling when he’s near you.  It’s something you’ve never been able to explain even to yourself, but when you tried to explain it to Penny during one of your little gossip sessions over a couple of drinks, she seemed to completely understand what you were trying to tell her.

“Are you okay?” He asks you quietly, he knows you aren’t so he’s not sure why he even asked.  It’s probably just what naturally comes out when he sees you struggling.  It’s not the first time he has asked you this knowing full well that you aren’t okay.  

You’re too exhausted to try brushing him and his concern off and putting up a front to act like everything is fine, so instead of doing that, you just shake your head in response and set the cup of coffee down as Hotch brings his hand up to rub soothing circles on your back.  The bags under your eyes match the ones that never seem to leave Aaron’s face and it breaks his heart a little bit.

“When was the last time you slept?” The concern on Aaron’s features is clear to you even in your sleepy state.  You really try to think of the answer.  You want it to be accurate but you aren’t really sure at this point.  With everything that has been going on with the case and how terribly it has been going, sleep was the last thing on your mind recently.  “I don’t know.  Yesterday?  Maybe the day before?  I’m not sure.” You rub at your eyes a little, trying to rub the sleep out of them.  You’ve been trying to do that all day but of course it hasn’t helped one bit.

“Come on.  Let’s get you back to the hotel.  You need to sleep.  You haven’t taken a break since we started this case and that’s not okay.  You’re draining yourself and I won’t let you do that.” Aaron’s voice is soft but you know that there is no room to argue with him so you just nod and let him guide you out of the precinct in your half asleep state.  

He helps you to one of the black SUVs and after you’re safely inside, he tells you to wait there for a few minutes.  He knew you couldn’t have kept yourself awake long enough to have him drag you around the precinct so he can inform your colleagues of everything.  Everything meaning that he tells all of them to call it quits for the night and to also get as much rest as they can before morning comes.  

The next thing you know, Aaron is gently shaking you awake and saying your name.  Apparently you had fallen asleep in the car before he came back and now you’re outside the hotel.  You are only half awake but it’s enough that you can both get up to your room and once he has you inside, he helps you lay down on the bed before also helping you undress.  He folds your clothes nicely and helps you into your pyjamas.  

He moves to step away from the bed after he gets you all tucked in but even though you can hardly keep your eyes open, you manage to reach out for his arm.  “Don’t go.  Please stay.” He can’t help but smile at your sleepy voice and mumbled words and he sits on the edge of the bed.  “Okay.  I’m here.  I promise I won’t go anywhere.” You smile at his reply and how gentle his voice is.  He tends to keep it soft around you and you love it.  You can feel the way his hand plays with your hair a little and then the thought occurs to you.  You don’t want him sleeping in that suit because you know he won’t be comfortable like that.

“You can borrow some of my pyjamas if you want.  That’s not really the most comfortable thing to wear to bed.” Your words are still mumbled as you lazily gesture to his work attire with your hand.  Another smile creeps onto Aaron’s face as he thinks about your offer.  He would love to wear something of yours.  The idea makes his cheeks heat up just a little and he nods even though you can’t see it now that your eyes are closed.

He stands up from the bed and finds your go-bag and grabs one of your shirts and pyjama bottoms before changing.  Once he’s back by your side, there’s a smile on his face as he climbs into bed next to you and the smile only grows when you immediately wrap your arms around him and pull him closer.  It makes Aaron’s heart flutter and in return he of course wraps you up in his embrace as you rest your head on him.  His cheeks flush even more when you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck and his hand finds its way to your hair for him to start messing with the strands there.  

You’re starting to doze off now and he makes sure to keep holding you tightly in his arms as he plays with your hair and gently scratches your scalp which pulls little hums from you.  “Just get some rest, okay?  It’s alright now.” His voice is the softest you have ever heard it and it’s the last thing you hear before you fall into the deepest and most peaceful sleep you’ve had in a long time.  In fact, you think it’s the best sleep you have ever gotten in your entire life and it turns out to be the same for Aaron.  

Aaron ended up falling asleep shortly after you did and he thinks it’s because he was holding you as you clung to him.  You being so close and the way both of your scents completely relaxed the other was enough to shut both of you off for the entire night.  And if Aaron happened to place a few soft little kisses on your forehead right before he fell asleep, well then that only added to the safeness he made you feel even if you didn’t know it because you were already off in dreamland.

#aaron hotchner #hotch #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x gn!reader #aaron hotchner x gender neutral reader #aaron hotchner x you #hotch x reader #hotch x gn!reader #hotch x gender neutral reader #hotch x you #aaron hotchner fluff #hotch fluff #mon posts🩷

[harryissuchalittleshit]

hi! can you write a micro fic about draco and pansy's friendship?? i love them and i love your writing so...

“Her name is Samantha,” whispered Pansy, as Draco sat down on the bed beside his closest friend. “Samantha Millicent Goyle…it just felt right.”

Draco looked down at the newborn, he hadn’t wanted to be a bother at St. Mungo’s knowing that Pansy wanted her privacy. Giving birth was something she was scared of, and Padma had been the only one of them to do it before and she wasn’t exactly part of their group right now.

Samantha was pretty, with big blue eyes and little dimpled cheeks. She was cooing quietly, reaching up for Pansy’s face before retreating again, keeping the warmth of her blankets to herself. There was such a sweetness to her, bright and knowing already, and Draco knew that Pansy would fall on a sword for this baby.

She had bewitched her mother, taken all of her love, taken her soul as a Dementor would. Samantha owned the world, or at least this bedroom.

“She has Greg’s eyes,” whispered Draco, reaching out a hand and softly cupping the baby’s little cheek, her whole head could fit in his one hand, he was sure he would only need one arm to hold her. “And his nose.”

Even Samantha wrinkled her nose at that, the small comparisons to her father, but Draco saw both of his friends in this little girl. She was a miracle, a dream come true, but also a jail sentence, no parole for either Greg or Pansy.

Draco had wanted to call off the wedding, they all knew there wasn’t any love beyond friendship in the pair. Pansy’s heart belonged to Tracey and Greg couldn’t make himself love in that way. They were broken, but broken sometimes meant everything.

“You’ll take care of her,” whispered Pansy, and Draco nodded as he laid back in the bed, letting Pansy place her baby on his chest before her head followed, right over his heart.

“Forever,” promised Draco as Pansy’s breathing slowed, and sleep started to crowd the room with them. “I’ll always take care of my Sam.”

#draco malfoy #pansy parkinson #Sam Goyle #harry potter #my fics #family #gay Pansy #ace Gregory #godfather Draco #microfic

[happiness-of-the-pursuit]

9 favorite books

Thanks for the tag @daisymae-12!!! Much like you I have read more fanfic than books as of recent, plus I have the very bad fun habit of re-reading books I love rather than starting new ones. So a lot of these I read in middle school/high school but continuously come back to. Apologies in advance for the length. Also, this isn't in ranking order, this is in reverse chronological order of me reading them I've decided.

Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston - pretty obvious, but long story short: I've never seen myself so much in a character before meeting Alex Claremont-Díaz. I held out on reading this book when it was first popular b/c I didn't know what it was about and it was "trendy." When I learned what it was about I was like wait, duh, I'd love that. So that'll teach me.

Tattoos on the Heart: The Powers of Boundless Compassion by Father Greg Boyle - Read this my senior year of college for a class and was literally lying on the couch crying reading some of these stories (I don't cry often from books either). These are stories of a Jesuit priest who runs Homeboy Industries, a gang intervention program in LA.

The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver - I haven't re-read this since my senior year of high school but I absolutely devoured this book, which is saying something because it was summer reading. This author is blowing up for writing Demon Copperhead, which I haven't read yet, but this story about a missionary family who moves to the Belgian Congo in 1959 was impossible to put down.

Life of Pi by Yann Martel - Also read this in high school for class when I was struggling with religion and figuring out my relationship with it. I found a lot of comfort in this book and the beautiful storytelling.

The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini - The second book on this list that made me absolutely SOB when reading (still vividly remember sitting and cyring while reading the chapter at like midnight on a school night alone in a dark kitchen). Beautiful, not sure a book has ever made me feel so much (also loved learning about a different part of the world), don't think I could read it again (but you should absolutely read it once if you're cool with the contents).

Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card - First up: this author is a huge bigot, full stop, way worse than JKR. So don't read (or if you want to read but don't want to support the author don't buy the book). However, I read this as a middle schooler before knowing his background and it is an all time favorite because of one of its messages: "I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves." Aka this idea about empathy and that to truly understand someone you have to love them - too bad the author missed his own point.

Psion Beta by Jacob Gowans - A favorite dystopian series that's super niche (I think he originally self-published on Amazon before it was common). A plague, super powers, world governments, the Western Hemisphere are the bad guys in an unusual role reversal for books written by Americans, what more could you ask for???

Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart - If you are a nerd and want to feel like a bigger nerd/be proud of that nerdiness this is the series for you. Seriously one of the best YA series out there, plus there's a recent new addition (2019) of them grown up if you missed it!!!

Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan - I love these books so much and could go on forever about them, probably the books I've read the most in life outside of HP (exception being The Lightning Thief-I was a teacher and taught this book so I've read this book like...a minimum of twelve times). I can't wait to bring #1 and #9 from this list together for our massive WIP, "Super Six and the Siren's Call" for the fan fic of the century lmao (co-writing with @read-and-write- and @inexplicablymine).

Wow, I had so much fun choosing this list, thank you!!! If you love one of these books lmk let's talk :)

Tagging @mudbloodpotter05 @read-and-write- @kiwiana-writes @inexplicablymine @14carrotghoul @littlemisskittentoes and anyone else who wants to do this!!! I'm sure some/most of y'all have already been tagged and maybe even posted, I just want to know what y'all are reading :)

#red white and royal blue #tattoos on the heart #life of pi #the kite runner #ender's game #psion beta #mysterious benedict society #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #favorite books #tag game

[aromanticbuck]

What happened in cpd that has you excited? I'm not caught up but it's fine to spoil it for me

Hello, nonny!

I am... thinking so many thoughts about this episode and my Mouse headcanons and I want to write a fic in any of my various AUs where Jay and Mouse are still with the team so they can have an input on this case and everything going down with it, but I don't have time, so instead I will sit and think about things and cry about them???

And, while you don't mind spoilers, I will put everything about last night's episode under a read more for anyone who doesn't want to be spoiled 💜

The thing is... I put off watching this episode because I had stuff to do and I usually prioritize Fire and Med. I'm quieter now about my opinions but, until this episode, I didn't care about Voight's problems. Like at all.

And then this episode happened. And I care about this Voight storyline so much. I love that he gets to be a Dad again. Opening up the episode with the scene in the bar and the picture of Justin is gonna live in my heart and my soul forever.

Brief recap of the episode:

Voight discovers blood in an alleyway and looks at the cameras from the store on the corner to see what's going on. He sees footage of an abduction, and the unit looks into it because... of course they do. And they find the identity of the victim and call his family...

The kid's name is Noah Gorman, he's 19 years old, and he's been living in Chicago for two months. His mother says she doesn't need updates on the case because she "no longer [has] a son." His parents kicked him out of their home in Indiana when he came out to them as gay. He ran away to Chicago, started doing drugs, and was abducted from the alleyway when he stopped to pet a cat.

Now... I am... me? So, obviously, I was already sad about Mouse like ten minutes into the episode when all this was dropped on me. A baby? Kicked out and disowned for being gay? Drugs???

I also got to see Greg the mouse so that was fun

I was actually a little startled by how Voight interacted with this kid. He was so gentle and careful when talking about his trauma, very clearly aware of how hard the entire situation was. I mean, this kid was completely alone in a new city, got abducted, was stabbed half a dozen times... He just wanted to be left alone to be miserable, and Voight wouldn't let him. He talked him out of a spiral and is now letting Noah stay with him in his house so that he isn't completely alone and scared.

I love that Voight is stepping into this parental role again, it's something that we haven't really seen since s4 when Erin was still there. (I know people make arguments for his relationship with Jay but that wasn't fatherly, in my opinion, that was an authority figure when Jay has been taking orders since he was 18 years old)

I'm actually very excited to see where this goes. I don't know how I'm gonna wait three weeks to see more of this without imploding.

#answered #anon #anonymouse #alex says things #cpd spoilers #one chicago spoilers #me? excited for a voight storyline??? #this is my new favorite episode of cpd not clickbait

[danzinora-switch]

AAAAHHHHHH!!

ROTTMNT The Movie Spoilers!

Just finished the movie and THOUGHTS!. HEAD IS FULL!

- Mikey’s mystic powers being the MOST. The MOST. He rips a hole in time with his BARE HANDS.

- Headcanon: Future!Leo does not have mystic powers. We don’t see him use them. We don’t know why he has Raph’s arm. I want backstory. I invent backstory and get back to you all.

- “Why are you wielding genius-level tech? This stuff is TRADEMARKED.”

- The sheer joy I felt at seeing our turtles on screen in motion again. Just, ugh. I missed them.

- “RETREAT!” stabbed me through the heart. And then I was literally stabbed through the heart. STOLE MY BREATH AWAY when Raph saved Leo just... god, these animators know how to do EMOTION.

- “We’ve never had to use the escape pods before” *thousand yard stare of horror* “So, how would everyone rate your experience?”

- On the subject of body horror, may I remind all that Rise has routinely flirted with horror? We have: body horror in the very first episode (delivery guy getting mutated) and halloween/scary/horror episodes like Mrs. Cuddles, The Gumbus, Flushed But Not Forgotten, Albearto existing, Draxum turning into the Shredder, the kid smashing his hand and getting bit by a komodo in Fists of Fury, actually I’m just going to link Salz’s amazing fmv Break Your Mind which has nearly all the horror bits from the show in it.

- But seriously, why did I start laughing maniacally the exact same time Kraang did as the Foot Clan was getting mutated? Connecting with my inner supervillain here, so blessed.

- Okay but Donnie’s soft shell being like a PLOT POINT? Like, I lost my mind when they outright were like “Donnie, no! Your battle shell, you’re too vulnerable without it!” Like, all the fanfics INSTANT validation. But THEN. BUT THEN THAT’S THE VERY THING THAT LETS HIM CONNECT TO THE SPACESHIP FULLY AND PUT IT ON THE COURSE BACK TO THE OTHER DIMENSION! I will have more to say on this.

- I’ve seen and read enough Star Trek to have Many Thoughts on whatever the fuck mind meld happened with Raph.

- Donnie’s maniacal laugh before powering up the Turtle Tank. Yes.

- I would say this is a Leo-centric movie for sure, but WE ALL GET ANGST. Raph angst. Mikey Angst. Donnie Angst. Casey Angst. Splinter I thought for sure was dying. Holy Cow.

- APRIL USES HER CRANE LICENSE!!!!!!!!

- “Mikey... I’m a SPACESHIP!”

- Props to Leo for being willing to go that far - literally stick himself in the prison dimension as Kraang’s punching bag for forever. And with Rise a part of me was like “seriously, they might commit to this. But at least if they do they would HAVE to make another movie”. Very moving.

- But then MIKEY. Through SHEER FORCE OF WILL, powers up and RIPS A HOLE IN DIMENSIONS WITH HIS BARE HANDS. Hell yeah, brother!

- I have so many mystic magic system thoughts. Will have to relate more later.

- There are so many little details, too, throughout this whole thing. The cat that ate the bird. Greg “Look Both Ways” Jackson still trying to cross the street with his groceries. 

- Portal chopping is canon. Yikes.

- I couldn’t believe Mikey died (old Mikey). I couldn’t believe Raph took that hit through him. I couldn’t believe Donnie committed to being absorbed in the technodrome. I couldn’t believe Leo trapped himself in the prison dimension. Just... so many moments where my jaw was hanging open going no way...

- Can be read as Leo is the New Leader or Leo is Not the Leader; you decide ;)

- I like this Kraang. The Head Kraang. The Kraangiest Kraang. Him watching Raph and Leo fight and he’s just so... eeeeevil. Love it. Love his sister, too! She’s delightfully bloodthirsty. And their brother who never says a word, but is sinister af. I like these guys, good bad guys.

- “THAT’S MY MOM!” I would expect nothing less. What was Cassandra doing when the Kraang invaded? Kicking ass and taking names and she ain’t raised NO BITCH!

#rottmnt spoilers #rottmnt movie spoilers #spoilers #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt movie #rise of the tmnt

[hfjfotjihii]

sentence starters taken from ludo's album "you're awful, i love you"

LOVE ME DEAD.

"High-maintenance means you're a gluttonous queen."

"Kill me romantically."

"You're awful, I love you."

"You suck so passionately."

"You're a parasitic, filthy creature finger-banging my heart."

"You call me up drunk, does the fun ever start?"

"You're hideous and sexy."

"How's your new boy? Does he know about me?"

"You're born of a jackal, you're beautiful!" DRUNKEN LAMENT.

"You said "Forever." Tell me, why can't you stay?"

"Say the word and I'll change."

"Tell me "Forever." Tell me you'll come back to stay." PLEASE.

"I'll come back for you, love, I promise to."

"I'll be gone by first light, last chance, hold tight." TOPEKA.

"Do you think you'll get away from the past?"

"Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future." LAKE PONTCHARTRAIN.

"It was the kinda night that makes you think the whole world's goin' to hell."

"That's how it happened, why would I lie?"

"There were no bodies; I've got nothin' to hide." SUCH AS IT ENDS.

"I've been losing sleep for days."

"Into the flames we'll start again, and in the end I'll be with you." MUTINY BELOW.

"But you're here now, can you come in?"

"You made me feel alive again, I wish we'd never met."

"I finally let go and learned to live without you."

"Just one more night."

"I can't hang on, let me go." STREETLIGHTS.

"Against our two rooms, I'll see you tonight." GO-GETTER GREG.

"Hi. You must be new, I guess at least you're new to me."

"Saw you unpacking your car, so I said to myself, "Maybe I should help them out," since we're neighbors now."

"By the way, I live in 207, my name is _____."

"Wherever are my manners? Let me get that heavy box!"

"Didn't mean to sneak up on you there. I looked downstairs and saw you leaving, so what's up?"

"I haven't seen you at the pool since the barbecue. Not that I've been checking."

"Here's the deal, I've got this thing for work this weekend and I was wondering if you don't have anything going on, then maybe-"

"Okay, hey, that's cool, you're busy."

"I've given it some thought and I really think that you could use a guy like me in your life."

"I'll leave it there. Call me back. Call me back." THE HORROR OF OUR LOVE.

"I've murdered half the town, left you love notes on their headstones."

"I'll fill the graveyards until I have you."

"I'm your servant, my immortal."

"There's catastrophe in everything I'm touching."

"You die like angels sing."

"Oh, the horror of our love, never so much blood." SCREAM, SCREAM, SCREAM.

"Would you ever stop and listen?"

"Would you open up your eyes?"

"Would you scream with me?"

"There's nothing catchy 'bout the life of a saint."

"Say goodnight, goodbye, love. In the morning you will see."

"I'd rip my eyes out for you!"

"It's so dark tonight, I don't know why."

"Would it make you cry?"

"Would you finally see that all your lives are moments?"

"All your words and closeness keep you here and human."

"Do you think they'll ever care?" IN SPACE.

"No celestial body could compare to you."

"I can't wait for gravity to bring you close to me."

"I bet the leaves are changing there again."

"I hope this message finds you and you won't feel so alone, even if I never make it home."

"All I think about is you and me."

"Your picture's all I look at."

#rp prompts #rp starter #roleplay meme #rp memes #rp meme #sentence meme #inbox meme #inbox memes #inbox prompts #sentence prompts #sentence starters

[gregoftom]

omg on the marriage topic who d'you think would bring up the idea of marriage first?

do you think tom's been stewing on it a while and brings it up to greg carefully that he'd like to marry him (bc they're In Love but it makes tom vulnerable and tom's been hurt before). and greg's all wide eyes, small growing smile. bc greg's over the moon and stars insides dancing to be wanted to be husbanded by tom.

or maybe it comes from greg. being assertive. like, I want to get married. I want to be married to you. (and for tom that's like. Amazing. bc it's not him chasing someone else with love. someone's actively wanting to love him and only him. so he's like...okay, yeah, yes, and they'll sort something out.)

or do you think it's straight to proposal, like tom did with shiv. they're out at a gorgeous place. and tom does it all classic like. gives greg a box, and a ring. tells greg honestly how he feels and wants greg by his side always, always greg. (his sporus)

or do you think it's like. accidental. spills out during sex. one of them, all breathless and heated, just being like, god, I would marry you. and then the other's like. hitting stark reality. yeah? and it's suddenly Out There. and the one who said it actually thinks about it and is like. yeah. (I feel like either could be in either role in this???)

aaa gimme your thoughts

HELP ME OMG THESE ARE ALL PERFECT AND I CANT PICK AAA like. i love all of them omfg like. tom. bringing it up again and like no like, i Really wanted to marry you i wasn't kidding [rpdr meme voice I'M NOT JOKING BITCH] i want you with me forever and greg being like. omg....... bc like. already the i got you and wanting to keep him after Everything is crazy bc everyone else has given up on him nothing is good enough when he makes a mistake that's it etc etc. but tom. doesn't care and still loves him and wants to spend the rest of their lives together fuck. fuck!!!! like you say stars dancing inside him, stomach flipping heart pounding tears brimming because oh my god. someone really actually really wants to be around me all the time. with me. for life.

but THEN on GOD the wayyyy you said about. finally tom is not the one doing the chasing and He's the one actively pursued and sought after by someone he's so deeply in love with, someone he's afraid to truly express how he feels without some proxy or shield of a phone or joke afterwards or reference, something, anything to mask just his true feelings... greg being the one to be like. i wanna be your one and only. i kinda hinted at this, like? already? on election night. [bc he did. when he asked where he stood in terms of them? like. to me it read as personal. it couldn't be professional, really, bc he already knows, and he referenced their earlier relationship by proxy of matsson like, he treated me badly, but i liked the trust, so... which is like. the development of his and tom's relationship, but tom didn't Really get the hint. i want you gregging for me! was good enough in the moment though, i think. greg seemed to be tired of being the side piece/other woman. he wanted to be tom's lover!] so like. yeah i wanna get married. marry me. and tom is like. H.

but OHHHH TOM CONSIDERING AND THEN PROPOSING TO GREG Ajdl;akfle that's so fucking, cute, and like. tom is SUCH a hopeless romantic he would absolutely do something like that and. he would figure that greg was Worth It, was Worth the danger of having his heart broken again like. maybe this time we'll be fine. /ref and yeah god. sporus. fuck. come with me sporus. be with me. marry me. and greg. would say yes nero. because what other answer could there possibly beeeEEE ON GOD I'M PERISHING.

and. this last one is the one i've actually considered the most and believed to be how it would go. like the first time, even, the very first time they have sex [which i believe would be post show, now, i'm a post show truther despite it being fun to think of earlier times] they just. lose themselves in the moment and go crazy go stupid, absolutely bestial and passionate and loving and clawing and gripping at one another, foreheads pressed fingers interlocked kisses and stealing breath away, and yeah the subject of marriage comes up exactly as you said and alksjalsj yes. i think. tom. would say that and then be like FUCK, blurting something like That out, but greg would look up with stars in his eyes, pull him in closer and. yeah? maybe we should. maybe you should marry me, nero. and that's it lmao tom is Gone and they just continue hissing oaths and promises and vows and aslaska;slkasa yeah. yeah. yeah

HONESTLY ALL OF THESE ARE. SO GOOD. I CANNOT PICK i thought the last one was how i think it would go but omg. i could see All of these. ACK! i'm. going down! mayday! mayday!!!!! aaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkssssssssshhhhhhhhhh [radio static]

#tomgreg #lord help ME!!!11 hekolp. jelp. help. hEP!!!