#imagine being thag wrong

[teabutmakeitazure]

The part where Shalnark says that Phinks is acting like he has a crush and Feitan goes "girly girl" at him had no business being that funny

#imagine being Chrollo and you see the short guy who's probably the most terrifying make fun of the other terrifying guy like thag #that* #and you're just like where did it go wrong why are they so bad at being funny #but its still hilarious because of the irony #yeah #zuri rambles

[reverieaa]

A change of clothes.

Man's biggest misconception is believing that manifestation is physical, that it's your job to make sure those manifestations show up.

If they don't, you're told to persist, think about it more, affirm robotically, try harder, and as a result, you end up walking in a trap of repeating and failing that many of us were victim of.

Then you tell yourself you're probably imaging it wrong, you're not affirming enough or maybe you're just not enough for your desires.

But this is NOT what loa is, not what Nevielle was teaching and not what Edward art is explaining.

When we say assume that you have your desire, we're talking about the 4d. It's only in your inner world where you can make things happen.

The law isn't about changing uour surroundings, it's about changing you because that's all there is.

I mentioned in my previous post that when I admitted to myself that I can't manifest, I felt this freedom within me, that's because I stopped forcing myself and stopped trying to find a way to make things happen.

Many of us keep the 3d alive because we're looking for an answer, but what you need to realize is thag you can't, you as the outer man, can't make a brand new face, you can't fly and you can't make things show up out of thin air.

But in your imagination you can do all of these things can't you? You can change your face, you can fly as high as you want, you can manifest in 5 sec, you can go to sleep jn New York and wake up in Paris.

That is the inner man, that is who you are, and that means you've been manifesting successfully this entire time.

The problem is not how vivildy you imagine, how much emotion you put into it, how much you affirm, it's what you pay attention to and feel to be the truth.

When people say they get results in 5sec, they do in the inner world, assumption can only live in the inner world, that's the only responsibility.

With me saying that you can't do something in this community, you'd believe it's a lie because loa bloggers always tell you there's nothing you can't do.

But you need to accept that yhe outer man is powerless, you as the outer man can do nothing, unlike the inner man.

By doing this, you let go of the 3D because the the outer man stops looking, don't tire him and leave him be.

All you can do is accept or let go.

When you wear something you don't like and you want to change, do you change your clothes to change your reflection or do you change it to change yourself?

Start with gentle reminders throughout your day that you're free to imagine what you wish, that there is no one else but you and that what you seek is never the actual object of your desires, but the feeling of it's truthfulness, it's reality.

Many of you have terrible 3D circumstances. This does not mean you ignore your 3D but you do not react to it. Just like Edward art said, you must learn how to go on about your daily life as an observer not a reactor.

Let me ask you this, you can imagine what you want and live as you want jn your mind, and sometimes you get negative or intrusive thoughts right? And what do you normally do when you have a thought like that? You notice it and let it go the next sec right? You've observed it but you didn't occupy it, you just thought of it as a stupid thought.

Why is your 3D different from that? It's not. You notice bad things in your reality all the time, but that does not mean that you occupy ot right?

Prioritize your 4D over the 3D. It takes time when you've lived your life being taught the opposite all the time, but it can surely happen.

This way, even if you spiral, you can get back up easily because you've learned that since your reality, beating yourself up when you're down is exactly what life will show back to you.

I remember reading a certain post from @aphroditeapprenticee that I related to a lot. They said that they thought once they mastered loa they would feel like the baddest bitch in the universe but now they ende dup feeling at peace, calm and in control.

I definitely feel the same way. I thought I'd feel powerful and like no one could touch me. I tried to force that on myself, but obviously, it didn't work. Instead, through the right understanding of loa, I ended up feeling right. I don't know how to explain it, but there was this sense of euphoria in the back of my mind like everything now was alright. I felt a sense of security and treated myself with a kind of gentleness I never received before.

That is because I gave myself permission and stopped a strict mental diet of checking every thought, affirming mindlesslly like a parrot ( as nevielle would put it) and blaming myself for the 3d.

Now reading about loa does not feel like work, I get excited to read loa posts from certain bloggers that helped me understand Neville's teachings.

So, to recap this post:

your only power and responsibility you have and can have is you. There is nothing you need to change or can change, but the conception of yourself. You can only accept or deny, only feel or observe.

The way you leave the 3d alone is by leaving the outer man alone. Let him be, and don't make him go around looking for something he is too limited to see.

If you're spiraling because of it, you're either using the 3D self go look or you're using imagination to change your circumstances.

Loa isn't just a tool you use and leave once you get what you want. It's a journey that requires the death of your limited self, your previous beliefs, and the bravery to face yourself.

#loa #law of assumption #loa affirmations #affirmations #affirm and persist #neville goddard #manifesting #manifestation #void state #loa methods

[newtonsheffield]

so this is probably super weird but could we please maybe see Deb Kate and Anthony for spicy Sunday?? I just love them, they are so young and trauma free and in love!

Right so Debutante Kaye isn’t good at cooking, but you mentioned she might have skills elsewhere thag Anthony find more than appealing 🌶🌶🌶 Can we see a sneak peak?

Ahhh... These two little horn dogs. There's a reason Kate was pregnant just five months after their wedding: They're horny teenagers who just figured out how to do the sex.

Surely, there was something wrong with her. There had to be. There had to be something wrong with her, because surely every woman did not go around all day desiring their husbands this much. Mary had of course sat in the room with her above the Horse and Harrier the night before her wedding, her fingers twisting uncomfortably.

"Darling, I know this may seem a little... ridiculous to you, given you've already likely-"

Kate's cheeks had burned. "Mama, Anthony and I haven't- we've... kissed and perhaps once or twice he removed his shirt when I asked but that's all."

Mary had looked so surprised, her lips parted with it for several moments before she said- "Well, of course, I only- many couples when their is love involved preempt their marital vows."

Kate had startled, her mind racing. "Mama, I don't want to hear about you and Appa!"

"I didn't mean to-" Mary cut herself off with a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Darling, are you... do you have any questions?"

And it had bubbled out of Kate before she could stop it. "What if I'm not very... good at it? What if he doesn't find me... pleasing I suppose?"

Mary stared back at her for a long moment before she sighed, brushing Kate's hair back from her forehead, tucking it behind her ear. "My darling, where there is love there is no reason to be scared. There is nothing so natural as this when you're in love, I promise."

But Kate hadn't believed her. Hadn't believed her even as she'd sat down on the bed in the tiny cottage not far from Anthony's family's farmhouse, with her cheeks burning as Anthony had cleared his throat.

"Alone at last and I'm not worried your father will find out and skin me alive."

She'd chuckled despite her nervousness, "He wouldn't skin you. He might have hit you in the knees with a cane."

"Much better." Anthony had agreed, silence tense and awkward between them before Anthony had sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm very nervous."

"So am I." She'd sighed, relaxing a little as Anthony had tucked his arm around her waist, still in her wedding dress, his chin resting on her shoulder.

"I've only... done this once before and I'm worried you won't... enjoy yourself." Anthony admitted, his fingers intertwined with hers and suddenly the idea seemed so ludicrous.

"Anthony I can't imagine being with you in any way would not be enjoyable."

"If you don't enjoy anything, you have to tell me. I'm your husband and all I want is to please you." He'd had his forehead pressed against hers, his hands soft on her face just before their lips touched. And his hands had shaken a little when he'd tugged at her corset, and hers had ripped a button from his shirt as she'd tugged at it, and his voice had been reverent when he'd made her his wife and they'd gasped together. You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen and when they'd lay together in the after with the fire crackling in the grate, gasping for air, Kate hadn't been able to stop herself from letting out a hysterical giggle.

"I think I'm going to quite like being a wife."

Anthony's breath had shuddered nuzzling against her bare chest where he'd collapsed. "I absolutely bloody love being a husband. I'm not going to work tomorrow, we aren't leaving this bed Mrs Bridgerton until I know what absolutely every inch of you tastes like, I'm afraid."

"Well if you insist."

"I do. I'm afraid I do."

Of course it had been rather embarrassing to stand in front of Anthony's mother the day after their day in bed, when she must have known the reason for their absence, but Anthony hadn't seemed at all bothered. And Kate had thought this would change. That her cheeks wouldn't grow hot whenever she saw Anthony, that she'd grow used to how his body looked as he wielded the scythe, how he looked on his horse, powerful and strong and hers and she burned.

But it didn't. And she didn't. And all she did was desire her husband, it seemed. She burned for him in the morning, when he stood from their bed as the dawn broke naked as the day he was born and his skin glowed in the sun as he groaned, looking back at her in bed. Pull the sheets up, my love. If I see you like that I'll never leave. And she thought about him all day. Thought about the way his hands, rough from work, felt on her skin, the way his lips felt against hers the way his lips felt trailing down her body. The way his voice broke on her name as his hips stuttered against hers. The moment he came through the front door in the afternoon, her hands reached for him tugging his lips down to hers, swallowing the fevered groan that rose in his chest I thought about you all day sweetheart while her fingers tugged at the fastenings on his breeches. And it never stopped.

She loved the land that they lived on, the fields that rolled on forever and the animals in the distance, the peace and quiet. And as the afternoon sun set she'd become fond of sitting among the wildflowers that grew behind the cottage picking flowers to sit on the table in their kitchen, watching for the first signs of Anthony, jumping over the fence from the farm.

It was just like that today, the birds chirping in the afternoon sun, flowers all around her.

"My lady!"

Anthony's voice carried on the wind towards her, forcing her head up in surprise given he shouldn't be home for another hour at least, but there he was, jumping down from the fence. The sun was shining in his hair casting little streaks of red into it, the shadow on his cheeks the slight beard that grew during the day, the grin on his face, always so handsome at this time of day. his neckcloth abandoned, braces hanging around his waist, his shirt unbuttoned nearly to his navel.

"You're early!" She called back, watching him run towards her, his boots crunching through the grass, his smile growing as she stood, waiting for what she knew would come.

"I was extra quick about my work today." He caught her around the waist, spinning her around as he lifted her, his lips clashing against hers, his tongue slipping over hers, a grin on his face as he pulled back, his thumb swiping gently over her cheekbones. "I thought about you all day."

Kate sighed letting herself relax against his chest the closeness between them tugging at the heat in her stomach. "What did you think about? My cooking no doubt."

Anthony chuckled, ducking down to kiss her quickly again. "Oh no doubt Mrs Bridgerton." His fingers were skimming over her thighs, still through her dress but she could feel the heat of his hand, his voice deepening in her ear. "I thought as well about how I wanted to sink between your legs the minute I got home, how I wanted to take you right here, amongst the flowers."

Kate felt her cheeks burn, her fingers already tugging his shirt from his breeches. "Why out here?"

Anthony chuckled, tugging at her dress until it slipped down, leaving her in her corsets. "When we first met, and we'd sit together at the edge of the park I wanted you so badly. I'd go back to my inn and think about how you'd feel around me, and i'd finish in my hand just thinking about it."

Kate let out a groan, tugging Anthony's shirt from his chest, letting it float to the ground, the feel of his warm skin under her hands, warm against her own skin.

"If you'd asked me, I would have let you."

Anthony groaned, his fingers slipping between her legs eyes fluttering closed at the feel of her, swallowing her gasp with his tongue. "Don't tell me that, don't tell me that sweetheart."

Already she couldn't breathe, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as Anthony's fingers slipped over her, into her, his eyes catching with hers, burning together in the fading light.

"You're so perfect, sweetheart, so perfect."

heat was building quickly between them, Kate's hips rocking towards him a little desperately, her eyes slipping closed as Anthony's hand gripped at her chest, his lips nipping at her neck, pushing her higher and higher, the heat, even in the open air, stifling and-

No, Anthony, I want you. I want you instead.

Anthony let out a desperate growl, his lips crashing against hers again, his hands tugging at her hips until her legs were wrapped around his waist. One hand shot up, cradling her head as he lay them down in the grass, the weight of his body against hers, the slide of his skin against hers, her body trapped between the firm wall of his chest and the soft grass.

A groan rose between them as Anthony's hips rocked towards her, joining them together. Kate let out a desperate gasp, her fingers pushing Anthony's hair back from his eyes. There was a muscle clenching in his jaw as his hips rolled towards hers, rocking them together gently as though he was holding himself back, just as he always did at the beginning, and she loved him for it. Loved the slow dismantling of his self control as though he couldn't remember how to be himself, how to do anything when they were like this, desperate for more, desperate for her.

It was heady, looking at Anthony like this, desperate moans and gasps of her name falling from his lips, every muscle in his body coiled tight, powerful and strong above her as his rough hands roamed over her soft skin, tugging and pulling as she encouraged him against her.

It feels so good, Anthony. So good, I know you can give me more

The feel of his skin against hers, the smell of sweat that clung to his skin from the hard day's work he'd done to provide for her, it was all overwhelming as his eyes fluttered closed, fighting and fighting to regain control, and he couldn't. Another growl fell from his chest as his hips snapped towards her, her own hips rocking up to meet him as they hurtled towards the end, the heat in her stomach climbing higher and higher, pushing and ebbing and flowing between them until everything shattered.

Her fingernails cut into his skin as she clutched him to her chest, her vision blurring at the edges. Anthony's hips stuttered against her, once twice three times, his shoulders heaving.

Kate!

And everything went still as he collapsed against her.

"I love you." Anthony was still breathless as his lips brushed her neck messily, clinging desperately to her as he always did in these moments after. Content and happy, and satisfied. "I have no idea what I ever did to deserve you, but for the rest of my life I'll be glad I did it."

A stupid giggle fell from her lips as she kissed the top of his head, taking in the smell of him. "In all honestly, my head was turned by the way your muscles moved when you unloaded your cart."

And she'd remember Anthony's beautiful laughter for the rest of her life.

So no. Kate truly shouldn't have been surprised when she sat in her mother in law's kitchen with nausea rolling over her, stiflingly hot for autumn, struggling for words as she fanned herself.

"I'm sorry, Violet, I've been feeling rather unwell these last few days, perhaps my cooking truly has finally been the downfall of me."

And her mother in law took one look at her and sighed, "Kate, darling, when was the last time you had your courses?"

Kate had frowned, thinking back, her mind turning before "You don't think I could be-?"

Violet chuckled, "Why? From the grass stains I've seen you trying to get out of your clothing I'm not sure anyone could call your marriage chaste, my dear."

And perhaps she shouldn't have, but Kate couldn't help but feel a little smug. "No. Not particularly."

#you might have some bruises au #spicy sunday🌶 #kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

[analogsyncopation]

My mom and is relationship is really unique. On saturday I could not stop crying and I told her I was sick of everyone liking her and treating me like I have no problems and she was genuinely really sympathetic about my problems that arise from HER.where else are you gonna get a mother that comforts you about your inability to vent to anyone about HER weird behavior.Also I just don’t get how I should interact with her. I tell her about things that bother me and she encourages me to tell her about things that bother me But when I do it too much (because there is no one else) she tells me I’m like poisoning her and that she can’t take it anymore and she screams Like for real screams at me really loud and it’s scary. This weekend she kept snapping at my dad and shit and I asked her to stop because she and I both know that shit goes nowhere but she just screamed at me about how I should just stop interrupting her and how much my dad bothers her. I just don’t get why they haven’t divorced…….she‘s bothered by him to the point that she screams at me about it and has no one else to talk to about it and screams at HIM about it and she’s been feeling like this forever And literallt she says she doesn’t believe in marriage or whatever But she also says she loves my dad and that he’s her best friend and what not. My dad isnt abusive he’s just difficult sometimes and I’m fine with it and I’ve asked my mom to stop interjecting when he lectures me but she does it anyways. She’s always doing things I never asked her to do and I don’t know. She cares about me but she kind of sucks sometimes. But everyone’s kinda in love with my mom so maybe I’m in the wrong. Idk. Like maybe I’m taking her for granted. She keeps saying things and telling me she never said them and I feel like I’m crazy or imagining things or something. But I don’t have anyone to tell me if I remembered it wrong or not. I juts wish I was normal and could say I hate my mom now and go back on it in a few years like everyone else does. You know how people say they were crazy as teenagers? But I feel too aware. I know I’m not crazy or overreacting because I’m too self aware. I talk to her about everything and she’s my best friend but she makes me feel crazy and cagey and she screams at me every now and then and insists that it’s all because she doesn’t know what tonsonwitn me anymore and that I’m mean to her and that idk Thag I’ve changed too much and she just wants me to be a baby again. I wish I could stop talking to her and I wish I had friends that I felt like I trusted so I could drive to their houses and fall asleep by them instead of feeling like I need to take care of everyone I know because everyone I know is being abused by their parents and they’re all falling apart at the seams and the ones that aren’t think I’m a weirdo. I just want someone to take care of me . And worry for me. And talk to me.Lijme the way thag I do too much for everyone else. Whatever

[curiousaromantic]

I just found a wild crossover idea of TGCF x PJO in my drafts and I wanted to share it with you guys aklsskmdjsd

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I just had the most random thought ever.

I was looking for PJO fanfics and it just came to my mind that Nico has the tittle of Ghost King in the PJO universe if I'm not wrong (i think it was bc he defeated Minos and bc he can summon the dead and well, son of Hades ok?) (also– after he defeated Minos, didn't that give him a position in the Undersorld where he could judge which soul goes to which place in thd Underwold? . Correct me if I'm wrong, its been ages since I read PJO & HoO)

Anyway, thinking about the words Ghost King, of course I inmediatly thought of TGCF and the calamities of its universe, which are called Ghost Kings, who are Hua Cheng, Crimson Rain Sought Flower; He Xuan, Black Water Sinking Ships; Bai Wuxiang, White No Face; and Qi Rong, Green Lantern something-else-that-i-don't-remember.

Imagine if somehow the characters of PJO were transported someway into the world of TGCF. Although, I think it could be possible for both stories to exist in the same universe and world, because If I am not wrong, in the PJO universe gods of different cultures exist at the same time but most demigods remain ignorant at that until HoO happened and yeah.

If a TGCF and PJO crossover were to happen, i think it would be like same way the crossover between the Kanes & Percabeth went or Magnus & Percabeth again (i haven't read those books so i could be writing pure nonsense just now. Fck, i really need to get back to my intense phase of Percy Jackson fan).

Anyway, let's think that the PJO cast somehow has to go on a mission to China and bc they are in territory out of the reach of the greek gods, they are in big danger.

The crew (which I think would be made of the Seven, Grover, Thalia, Solangelo & idk who else, like i said my mind isn't fresh regarding PJO hehe) ends up being chased by ghosts who they think are monsters trying to kill demigods (not much of a difference considering that the ghosts are planning on selling them as snacks in Ghost City bc for some reason these weird foreign humans smell very funny).

Percy and company also don't know that it is the Ghost Festival (i forgot the name it was given in the novel aaaaa, it was long ok? Im sorry for my bad memory, plus im wriring this at 3am) and that's why there are a lot of ghosts out there. They only realize they aren't monsters and it is the Ghost Festival until Annabeth connects the dots and points it out to the rest (she did her research before coming to complete a quest in China, and also because my girl is exicted for the chinese architecture).

Unfortunately, knowing the ghosts aren't monsters doesn't change the fact that they are being chased by them, and because many of the ghosts are Savage it is quite difficult to deal with them due to the fact thag physical attacks do little harm to their souls and their weapons also cannot harm them bc they aren't gods. They don't know how to deal with ghosts; well Nico can and it is what saves their asses, although because these ghosts are not residents of the greek—

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And like, that’s all I had in my draft, I don’t remember when I wrote this 😂, I just remember that I wanted PJO characters to meet and wouldn’t it be interesting for them to realize how different are chinese gods (Xie Lian vs Greek Gods FIGHT) and then becoming good friends with Hualian?

Imagine Sally Jackson with Paul and Hualian becoming foster parents to all this teenage demigods that have been through a lot?

#hualian #pjo #percabeth #crossover #fic #draft #hua cheng #ghost king #xie lian #crimson rain sought flower #dianxia #percy and annabeth #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #HoO #heroes of olympus #nico di angelo #sally jackson #a what if #AU #alternate universe

[solazu1]

Do you think that when (in your au) Lilith does finally start dying in the finale, she apologises to Cyrene or Eda or not?

Also imagine your aunt being so messed up that she uses her religious trauma from an entirely different dimension and somehow still instills it onto you 😔 like damn... "Wdym it's not a sign of the devil that I'm left handed? Wdym I don't have to cover my ankles whaaat?"

Took me a while to answer this bc I was really thinking about it. Would she apologize? Answer is no 😭. Much like our friend Belos, Au!Lilith refuses to be wrong Because after 500 years She just cant be, this has to be for something and honestly she is 100% living in a big delusion that she has made herself that everybody is wrong and they’re too blind to see. (thank you 400+ years of religious indoctrination Echo chamber)

I’m still figuring out how the finale would go in my au because I dunno If it would make sense for Cyrene to be around to witness liliths death and I don’t think that would also be a very good idea tbh!! (Spare her from that trauma). Also half way through writig this my melatonin kicked in so apologies for bad writing ☠️☠️ I’m eepy as hell anyway!!1!1!1!! Lilith would simply try to play innocent Like belos did when he turned back to Philip in the finale, me thinks Lilith would really really try to sell it too but obv amity by now Is very much not trusting of this or naive. So yea

Also also x2:electric boogaloo, speaking of Cyrenes religious trauma Cyrene would have thought everything that Lilith “taught” her was the truth and only when she met amity and yada yada did She realize certain things really weren’t as they seemed. Imo I think au Lilith is far more religious than Belos so Cyrene would also be taught how to “pray” for the Titan and all sorts of shit I gotta research later. Takes way longer for her to really break This all down especially after everything is over but she does eventually :}. Oo that also reminded me of Like funny silly grimwalker facts but not The talking About her Trauma part More judt Like biological But thags not The ask or the post for That just yet (i am soeepy broo)

#the owl house #toh #owl house #toh swap au #the raven guard #swap au #Girl you can even just see the decline of brainpower as I continue to type 😭😭 #I should Hage judt drafted This #anyway yeah!!!!! woo

[gyubby99]

@disneyanddisneyships so..

Judith Hartfelt headcanons (how she is in hell)

First off I wanna say again that she is the literal opposite of how she is in heaven. Like literally she died a fetus in canon. In hell au she's a little gremlin who likes setting things on fire (judith: just like dad :D)

Alastor has spanked her because duh he's old-fashioned.

She takes ballet lessons from her mom

Despite being in hell her parents and everyone around her was determined to keep her innocence as a child.

Let's pretend she can grow up. Please. I would love that-

Lucifer gave her rubber ducks :D

Charlie is like the best auntie ever! I imagine charlie and aponi having a sister bond of some sort and i would rlly love to see that. She's 100% the backup parent sometimes.

Judith has messed with Vaggie's spear collection one time and then Vaggie found out some were missing. Cue Judith running around with a spear.

Judith helps Niffty clean the hotel. She's a great helper!

Regarding Vaggie's spear, Judith went up to her parents like, "mom, dad! I stole aunt vaggie's knife stick!"

Angel Dust adores her. He becomes the opposite of the personality he's known for when she's around. He would act so wholesome you'd think something posessed him even for a demon.

Mr. Fluffy, keekee, and fat nuggets are her best friends!! She dresses them up in cute little costumes and Angie and Charlie are fine with it.

Whenever Judith wants to play tea party, Alastor alters everyone's outfits into fancy princess ones and summons a big rounded table with kettles and teapots and stuff.

Pretend she can grow up-- but Vaggie in my opinion helped her the most with teenage stuff.. like.. hormones and everything. Like Judith goes moody teen mode and Vaggie would know what to do/say.

Lilith doesn't see her very often, but will help Aponi and Alastor to take care of Judith when she can. Like.. when Judith was a baby she would teach them both how to change diapers. She would sigh and facepalm whenever they do it all wrong.

Lilith: Alastor, you don't hold her like that.

Alastor, holding baby Judith like he would a bag of groceries: ?

Husk doesn't like being pet AT ALL just because he's a cat, but Judith is an exception.

Lucifer takes her to Lu Lu World when he has the time.

Everyone. Everyone in the hotel thinks Judith is just an innocent lil baby. Too pure for hell.

Spoiler alert: They were wrong.

BEE-LZEBUB SPOILS HER WITH SWEETS!!!!! I REPEAT, BEE-LZEBUB SPOILS HER WITH SWEETS!!!

Bee: You don't need to blackmail other kids when you can have the whole stack! Go ahead! Take as many as you want, cause your auntie bee's got it all for ya, hon!

Judith is great friends with Clark! Please- if you're going to canonize a headcanon-

Aella takes Clark to the hotel to hang out with Judith since sinners can't travel through the seven rings and they're stuck in the pride ring. Also given thag the I.M.P building is at Pride and Aella's often with Clark more than N*cholas, I gotta say he and Judy made friends.

Striker: ...you want a beer?

Aella: SHE'S 4!

Striker: I DONT KNOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HER-

I'm just going to say that Judy was from an orpahanage because fetuses cant sin obviously. And hellborn demons can grow up.

Since Judith may be a hellborn demon she can travel through different rings. So she may have possibly visited clark in wrath.. if aella ever lives in wrath. Idk.

Judith HAS played with Vark. I think Mal took him under her wing for a moment because Vox had been a bit busy, and somehow she came across Judy. Dw. Mal told him to be a nice shark.

Mallory is canonly a thief. Past life and afterlife. So i can imagine her sneaking in shit to Judith like the candy her classmate refused to give her

I think Valentino tried kidnapping her once without even VOX himself knowing. Note: tried.

Val: Come with me, I have lots of candies in my house.

Judith, lying: I'm diabetic.

Linda watches Alaponi spending time with Judith from afar, and she just gets livid. She thinks of her own daughter, her own family, and just.. loses her mind.

Linda tries kidnapping Judith also, saying that if she cant have a daughter then aponi also cant.

Aponi feels bad for raising Judith in a place full of.. murder.. and assault.. and sin.

Judith likes to pick on her teacher she almost got expelled.

Vox doesn't care much, until he found out Mal and Aponi signed him up as a godfather.

Vox: Will you stop whining if I play videos on my screen?

Tv man secretly finds goddaughter cute. Tv man secretly wants to protecc lil girl.

Becca and Judith get along swell

Mal was never a fan of kids at all, but holy hell. When she sees that girl.. You know that "menace who stab ppl" persona? Gone.

Mal: you got GROUNDED? For what? A silly prank at school?

The silly prank in question: made her classmates gather around in a piñata only to find that it's full of spiders.

Teacher: She got into a fight.

Aponi: I'm so sorry for that! We'll talk to her right now!

Alastor: did she win?

Teacher: yes.

Alastor: That's my little fawn!

Furcalor doesnt see her that much but definitely adores her.

Stolas: Via, look! It's Judith! Say hi! ☺

Via: um.. hi?

Stolas: they will be great friends!

Charlie braids Judith's hair

If there's a bow on Alastor's tail.. you know who the culprit is.

Judith pronounced the bible 'bibble' once.

Angel would swear around her, and Aponi would give a death glare

Bee would constantly ask about judy in their saturday beelzejuice hangouts

Verosika, to Aponi: you know.. she's way too cute to be yours.

#aponi wings #judith hartfelt

[kissesforsatoru]

IK THE MOMENR UR KID GETS older 😭 ur kid can comment on how his dad can’t control himself and Baji will laugh at thag beinf like “the apple don’t fall far from the tree kid you’ll end up doing the same shit” and ur kid tries to defend himself saying they have some self control at least and Baji laughing even more beinf like “go fuckinf tell yourself that as much as you want”

Ur too embarrassed to comment bc Baji def will out ur sex life causally like a trophy

- 🌑

LMAO LIKE A TROPHY 😭😭 he honestly would though. he takes pride in it, really.

also i can just imagine this chain of events where your kid denys being like baji and then baji is like “yeah, sure you aren’t, just wait” and he’s always right. always. but no matter how many times your kid is proven wrong, he will still do his damndest to deny it.

baji will just go “yeah, i thought i could control myself too and then i ended up with you.”

your kid will gape because what the fuck, and you will smack baji because what the fuck

#𓏲 msg received 𓂃 💌 #𓏲 anon 𓂃 🌑 #𓏲 toman dads 𓂃 😈 #₊˚ ↻ yandere toman dads ⊹₊˚

[italianeyes]

my own private idaho doesn't make sense and has no plot to YOU. i get it though.

#another idaho shitpost #this is kind of a lie this movie feels like home to me but also every time i watch it i feel more and more like a stranger and i hate it #its just so absurd and theyre mumbling half the time but it manages to convince you that its not really about what the characters say its #more about the emotions i guess #idk i love this movie but i feel so distanced from it and i feel wrong in relating to mike waters and it just makes me feel wrong #and like a stranger and i just dont like it. #its 5am im going to go to sleel #my own private idaho #the post is based on bad letterboxd ratings for this movie where half of them are 'this movie has no plot' #when like. that's. literally. the point . #its not supposed to have a plot thats the point like . #how do you watch this film and complain that it doesnt have a plot when thats like the whole point of the movie #imagine being thag wrong

[thewhizzyhead]

after 6 months of regularly asking my mom for this and 10 long overdue years of this being delayed because my dad didn't want me to go, i finally have a ✨schedule✨ for what i assume to be some sort of psych evaluation or smth. and i am scared as fuck. aaa.

#like jfjsjs my biggest worry is that the doctor will say 'there's nothing wrong with you and you're being a dramatic bitch' #or something along those lines #like im genuinely scared that whatever the fuck i'm experienced althroughout these past few years #doesn't actually warrant any kind of like i dunno professional help? like it's just me being a stupid angsty teenager? #which sucks cause like i am 99.9% sure thag at the very least sOME SHIT needs to be address and i am like pretty damn sure #that i have problems with attention and all that #but there is always that what if factor like what if i'm just imagining things? what if i'm overreacting? what if i'm just wasting my time #id like to believe that that wont be the case and that the doctor is kind #but still #i'm genuinely afraid #SO UM YEA SEND HELP GJFHSJDJS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #personal shit

[reverieaa]

I finally understood the concept of nothing to change but self after reading some of your posts.

I thought I was changing my state, but really I was only bringing myself more stress because I wasn’t specifically changing myself like I should have been. I was trying to change the 3D not realizing it has to change anyway so just change self bc thats the law so it shouldn’t be an issue to me anyways yk??

Admitting that really made me feel terrible and I ended up crying and spiraling (I let myself spiral and go through the notions bc its better to let it out), but I got myself right back up afterwards.

I wanted a face, body, and name change. beforehand but i would stress myself to death bc i was never really fufilled. after imagining i would still wonder “what if i wake up tomorrow and ppl still think i’m ugly” or “what if someone calls me the wrong name?” and etc. etc. Even though i knew thoughts do not matter unless you give power to them, I felt discouraged with myself.

After realizing the concept of…self and that I only want the feeling of the thing, it took me some time to surrender and stop fighting my inner-man (aka myself) because of fear, but I ended up giving the feeling to myself, and I never felt better.

I did Ed Art’s I am the Creator meditation, and I brought forth the feelings I would have if I had those things.

I (finally) shamelessly let myself imagine myself feeling pretty, feeling beautiful, heads turning, hearing my name being called, dancing with my body and all that jazz. (and btw I can’t actually create physical mental images bc I have aphantasia but that didn’t stop me from seeing what I wanted)

But it’s been really great imagining what I want, I love it here.

Love that for you anon, this is the start of many great things. It's crazy how easy things become when we practice not identifying with the body and mind but just sit in our own presence only to realize what we have wanted is what we always have been, and it only took a bit of awareness and stillness to see it.

This is even better because I have seen a lot of anons who have aphantasia get discouraged when we talk about visualization and "picturing" things in the minds eye, but with loa, we learn thag the "minds eye" is deeper than just images, but feeling and awareness.

#neville goddard #law of assumption #affirm and persist #manifesation #manifesting #loa #3d #affirmations #loa methods #void state

[leossmoonn]

ok i may be projecting here butttt

imagine Matt somehow gets dragged into a build a bear by the kids and they come home with their cute little bears

somehow leads to you commenting how you always wanted someone to make you one and no one ever did

and next thing u know he’s gone overboard

No please. I love this. Keep projecting.

Matt is a simp. I think we all know this, yes??

So you’re watching the kids make their build a bears. Percy just got a reg bear, but ofc Jackie, being high maintenance asf, gets like a Stitch build a bear plushie

Matt’s like “how much will this cost?”

“Lots of money, but it’s okay. This is for the kid’s birthdays.”

“We’re gonna have to buy them more than this, you know?”

“My parents can make up the difference. So can Foggy and Karen,” you smile.

Matt smiles with you and holds your hand and 🥰🥰

Then you say “I wish someone would get me something like this.”

Matt’s like “really… 🤨”

“Yep. I’ve never had a build a bear in my life, but they are super cute and cool. All my friends had one but —”

Matt then runs up to an employee. “Hi, sir. What build a bear plushies do you have?”

“We have lots of Disney characters and regular bears like.”

Omg then Matt tells the employee your fav disney animal character or whatever and orders (yes, commands) the employee to make it for you. LMAO AND MATT GETS THE BUILD A BEAR PLUSHIE THAT SPEAKS (they have those right? Idk tbh I’ve never had a build a bear either). and HE MAKES AN AUDIO RECORDING FOR THE BEAR. HE SAYS

“Hey, sweetheart. I want you to know that I love you so much. You are truly the light of my life. I never thought I would find someone like you: sweet, caring, gorgeous, a little crazy. I’ve been on a lot of adventures in my life. I’ve dealt with lots of people and worked alongside those people, risking my life every day. But I embarked on a new adventure with you: family hood. I never thought I would have kids. I never thought I would have a wife. I never thought I would ever be able to propose to someone, but you proved me wrong. You let me be myself. You know just where to draw the line, you know exactly how to compromise so I can stay doing my job and being a father and being a husband. I am so grateful that you understand me. Because there was only one other person that did and well she… you know. I never thought I would love again, but you proved me wrong. You made my heart grow ten times and —”

His speech was too long for the time 💔 but you get the point.

Anyways his speech is so sweet it lowk makes a few employees that were listening cry

He also gets you a mini build a bear you can carry on your car keychain that says “you’re sexy. Never forget.”

(😭😭 help hes so)

You’re very surprised he got you a build a bear plush, much less 2. But you’re so grateful and lucky.

AND WHEN YOU HEAR HIS AUDIO MESSAGE YOU START BAWLING. AND THE KIDS THINK THAG YOURE DYING BUT YOU JSUT SAY

“I’m okay, babies. Your dad is just the best man ever to exist.”

#🥰🥰🥰🥰 #matt concepts #matt murdock x reader

[xiaoshng]

Hi hii!! I just stumbled upon ur blog, and really fell in love w/ it, ur writings are so good plss 😣💛 You can ignore this if you're uncomfy with it, but can i request a xiao x yaksha reader oneshot? Where they've been pining for each other for so long ( like before to after archon war ) but they havent gotten together yet because they're scared ( karma debt thing 💀 ). And zhongli/ganyu/any of the adepti ( you can decide ) got fed up with their mindless pinings, and push each of them to confess to each other.

This is so long omg :')) I'm so sorry if my req was too complicated or if i said something wrong. thank you sm if u accept this btw!! Have a good day today! (๑°꒵°๑)･*💛

“ over-dued yaksha's pining ”

pairing : xiao x gn!reader

warnings : cheesy , a bit ooc xiao

word count : 769

a/n : im actually back this time I swear !!! Im so sorry if this wasn't what you had asked for, im also so sorry if xiaos a bit ooc, please forgive me

ganyu was over this.

having lived for ages now, you’d think these two wouldn’t be so afraid of something so measely like love.

It wasn’t like a mouse, nor a spider that scared you, no.

It was feelings.

you, as a powerful yaksha had wondered years with your heart heavy with only one person that was able to hold it. the anemo yaksha had stolen your heart over the past millennium, and you didn’t think you’d be able to stop anytime soon.

scared for rejection, you both cowarded into staying as working acquaintances as you both worked under liyue’s name, protecting it as it was only the place that had kept you sane throughout these years of long living.

It was hard being immortal sure, but you were never going to allow anyone to get past the point of drowning the whole beautiful city, as a point to also disappointing your silly little crush on a boy.

both of you talked on a daily, It was evident in everyone’s eyes that you both felt at least something for each other.

xiao had looks of longing, he always dreamed about what it’d be like to be in your arms just once, even if he knew he didn’t deserve it. he felt a sense of security near you, knowing you could protect yourself, he couldn’t help himself but worry over you still.

how’d you get here?

well ,ganyu had simply invited you both out to a nice dine in the peaceful city, “claiming” that she suddenly had plans, but in all seriousness, did she really? she was hiding somewhere behind the walls hoping to get a glimpse of what was happening at the small table of three.

you were nervous, speaking up “...sorry about that xiao, Im sure ganyu had a good reason for leaving a bit early…” swallowing down the refreshment left on the table.

xiao didn’t seem very bothered by this, but of course was tremendously cautious of what to respond to you with.

“she better have some explaining to do after this…” In all honesty, It seemed like xiao was more nervous then you were. Its not like both of you guys never were alone together, so why were you both getting clamming all of a sudden?

you had peaked over xiao shoulder for a few seconds noticing the light blue haired goat. curse her, she knew what she was doing.

it was so sudden for ganyu’s leave that it almost seemed suspicious to the fellow yakshas, but maybe this took a step in the correct direction?

ganyu had her head popped out of her hiding spot, giving up on the fact that one had already spotted her. trying to give encouragement, she had started throwing up a thumbs up, signaling you to finally release the stress that had been on your shoulders for ages.

both of you had been staring at your own feet for a while now, but it was almost in sync that you had both looked up at each other in the eyes. It was flustering, as you both stammered out.

“xiao-” “y/n-”

“ah no you can go first.” xiao had replied faster than you could, probably awaiting for your statement to spill out, maybe almost scared of what you were about to say.

“...I think that we’d both had spent such a large amount of time together that maybe, just maybe, we could be together if the heavens just allowed us this once.” you were terrified, of what could happen in the future. there was a huge loss thag you were willing to take just for him, you couldn’t help but be selfish for him.

xiao felt conflicted. he loved you, maybe a little too much, but he felt that all of the misfortune was caused by himself, he couldn’t help but falter a bit.

“I...I can’t, I love you y/n, but all im going to do for you is-”

talking nonsense was always what’d he liked to do, telling you that he was worthless and that he didn’t deserve to live. you had to shut him up, just this once.

It was so quick, how your lips and landed softly on his, how time had stopped just for a quick second. It was soft, just like how you imagined it would be, how you wanted to do this for so long and now you have.

this couldn’t be a dream. dreams never came this easy to you both, how you had set yourself free from all the nightmares and realized

how you both deserved something so special, just this once.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact xiao #xiao x reader #xiao x gender neutral reader #xiao x gn reader #genshin impact ganyu #genshin impact oneshot #genshin xiao #xiao headcanons #xiao imagines #genshin impact drabble #genshin impact headcanons

[oneirataxiahiraeth]

First Time Jitters

Pairings : SpencerReid x Fem!Reader

Warnings : unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), fingering, language

Summary : At a dinner party hosted by Rossi, the girls tells stories on the first times they’ve had to fake an orgasm. They all get intrigued by the readers silence and begin digging into her new relationship with Collague Spencer Reid and find out they haven’t even had sex together... yet.

Word Count : a little over 4K

“Are you kidding me? I’ve never felt anger like that in my life.” Emily laughed out, the rest of us entranced in her tales about the horrors of her sex life. “That’s was probably the first, but definitely not the last time I ever had to fake it.” She shrugged, and I felt my cheeks turn pink. We all sat around the fire pit at Rossi’s house after dinner, soaking in the warmth from the fire. Rossi and Hotch were inside, probably have a heart to heart about man troubles or something, and Reid was entertaining Henry and Jack showing them Magic’s tricks and ignoring any signs of the rest of the adults here.

“Well, sorry to you ladies but I can gladly say that none of my boo thangs ever had to worry about not finishing.” Morgan spoke proudly with a smile on his face. I could see on Garcia’s face how bad she wanted to make some inappropriate joke but she let it pass.

“Okay, I mean... Will is amazing. A totally sweetheart, but sometimes...” JJ groaned, leaving the rest up to our imaginations. If I remembered correctly she was actually the one who brought up the conversation. She mentioned something about her ‘mommy and daddy’ time last being a complete disaster that Will didn’t even know about.

I sat quietly listening to everyone tell their worst stories, laughing when they did and making some commentary from time to time. It was growing late and the only thing in the sky was a crescent moon that seemed to shine really bright. I was seconds away from passing out on Morgan’s shoulder as my attention suddenly was drawn to the fire. I should’ve know that eating so much pasta tonight would’ve led to a food induced coma.

“Awfully quiet tonight.” Morgan spoke, his shoulder moving my head up to get my attention. My eyes looked back up to the group whose eyes were all focused on me. I was fairly quiet tonight, but with the topic on hand I hadn’t needed to speak too much. I’ve had my fair shares of faking my orgasms with ex boyfriends, but it’s been a while since I last did anything sexual with anyone. Reid and I only began dating about 5 months ago, and while I was okay waiting for him, he just never seemed to be interested in doing anything like that. Besides the flirty comments, we never seemed to take it past the heated make out sessions whenever we could sneak them in.

“You’ve been staring off into space for like half the conversation.” Emily spoke, a bit of worry in her tone. “What’s up? No fun stories of boyfriends who couldn’t get you there?” She raised a brow and I gave a slow shrug. Of course I have stories, but none of them really worth mentioning.

“Oh no, I have tons.” I spoke, picking my head up off of Morgan’s shoulder. “No fun ones, though. None of my ex boyfriends have ever been able to get me close.” I spoke honestly. None of any of the guys I slept with in the past has ever been able to make me cum.

“Any stories of boy wonder over there?” Morgan teased and I shook my head.

“Not one.” I answered, hoping my answer would satisfy their need for gossip.

“Really?” Morgan looked surprised, looking back to the brown haired Doctor who was explained to the child how he did his last magic trick. “You’ve never had to fake it with him?” He scoffed. “He’s only had like one girlfriend before!” He wasn’t wrong. Spencer had expressed to me a few times about his lack of experience. Maybe that simple fact that he’s only ever had sex like maybe twice played a part in his abstinence. Maybe he just didn’t see me as someone he wanted to have sex with.

“Honestly,” I took in a deep breath as I realized that they were all staring back at me like I was the object of their affection. “We haven’t had-”

“Oh. My. God.” Garcia gasped, already knowing the end of my sentence. I rolled my eyes, as Morgan’s whole body shifted just to give me a look the read ‘are you really serious right now?’

“It’s not that big of a deal.” I shrug it off, minimizing the impact of the news. “Like you said, he’s had one girlfriend before. Maybe he’s just not ready yet.” I mention, relaxing my already tense body.

“It’s been 5 months.” Garcia adds.

"It's not that long of a time to be dating."

“You guys are around each other for almost like 24 hours a days every day of the week!” Emily scoffed. “You’re telling that you’ve never had sex with him before?” She asked and I shook my head .

“We don’t even talk about it really...”

Each of my team members remained silent, coming up with possible solutions to my ‘problem’. I could see it in there faces that they were just in shock. They all looked to each other, equally as confused and a bit uncomfortable as the next. Doubt flashed across their eyes as they all looked because me and the brown haired Doctor across the lawn.

“So...” Emily began “if you and Spencer haven’t had sex yet, when was the last time you did?” She asked, interrupting he silence.

“I don’t know like...” I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I had sex with anyone. “A few years maybe?”

“A FEW YEARS?!” Garcia gasped loudly, gaining the attention of the doctor from across the field who only paid attention for a second before returning to the two boys.

“Oh my god, could you be any louder?” I laughed at her obvious dismay over my absent sex life.

“If you said anything over ‘a few years’ then yeah, I probably could be.” She nodded, still very troubled over the news.

“Look, We’re both pretty busy people outside of work and obviously weee not going to do it on the job-”

“Literally that’s a terrible excuse.” Garcia shook her head, as disappointment began to form on her face. Maybe they were right. We’ve been dating for 5 months but we’ve known each other way longer. It’s not like we were complete stranger still digging to get to know the other person.

“What’s a terrible excuse?” Spencer’s voice spoke from over my shoulder, causing me to jolt slightly. Everyone’s eyes immediately focused on him as he stood there confused and left out. I didn’t even have to give them a dirty look to tell them to keep our conversation under wraps, considering it was him we were talking about.

“Y/n was just telling us how she never read any of the Harry Potter books before.” Garcia spoke quickly, everyone nodding to agree with what she said. I cursed him out in my head as he moved around the couch and sat down next to me. I then shifted my weight from Morgan to Spencer, leaning my head on his shoulder. I tried to ignore the eyes but I couldn’t, each other them staring completely unbothered on how awkward it totally was.

“Y/n doesn’t read anything that doesn’t have hot vampires who sparkle in the sun.” Spencer commented, making my mouth drop. That’s was so untrue, I read other things too... I can’t name them off the top of my head but I know I do!

“Thats so-”

"very accurate?" he finished my sentence causinf my eyes to narrow even though i wasnt looking at him.

“Actually Spence, y/n was just telling us about a headache she had!” JJ spoke up, putting on a concern face that confused the hell out of me. When did I mention I had a headache? “She’s said her head was pulsing and it felt like her brain was throbbing?” My eyes widened and I realized what she was doing.

“Yeah,” Emily spoke, nodding her head as she picked up on the silent plan they just agreed upon. “I think she needs to get home, she might have hit her head or something earlier.” Emily frowned, as if she was really concerned for my health. They each had a look of evil on their faces which, to the blind eye, could easily be mistaken for care.

“Really? That’s does sound kind of bad, maybe we should get you to the ER? It might be a concussion...” Reid spoke, and my eyes widened even more.

“Oh no, she was check by the medics earlier! She might just have a migraine.” Morgan came quickly to my rescue. God knows what I’d have to do to talk Spencer out of taking me to the ER if he thought I was hurt or injured.

“You guys a such-” I stopped myself, watching the amusement grow on their faces as the waited for me to finish my sentence. “... such angels...” I grumbled, “always looking out for me.” I hummed, narrowing my eyes at the women on the couch across from me.

“Come on, let’s get you home.” Spencer spoke, helping me stand from the couch even though I was perfectly fine.

Our fingers were intertwined as we bid farewell to our evil scheming friends. I let him lead the way back to the hous, solely so I could flick them off behind his back. Once we got close to the house, we were attacked with hugs and pleads not to leave by the touch gorgeous little boys who would just missed their uncle Spencer. After we said our goodbyes to Rossi and Hotch we headed back to his apartment. Only because I loved the smell of strong coffee and old books, and he was closer.

“You should go lay down, y/n/n. I can wake you up when it’s time to go?” He spoke sweetly, his hands on my hips as we entered his bed room. I smiled at his kindness, remembering how I promised I’d go to some late night movie with him this morning. It was showing in Russian and he was just itching to sit through 3 hours of it to translate it to me.

“I love you.” I hummed, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, as my arm snaked around his neck in order to pull him into a hug. His movements stuttered just a bit before he returned the hug back to me.

“I love you.” He counter, squeezing me into him. “Now tell me, how many glasses have you had?” He teased.

“One.” I answered, laughing at the face he gave me when he pulled away. “Only one, I swear!” I defend myself with a smile. It wasn’t thag hard to get him to realize I was telling the truth, I wasn’t big on drinking and I’d be damned if I let myself get wine drunk.

“Y/N Y/L/N, showing affection to little old me?” He raised his eyebrows. “What did I ever do to deserve it?” He joked.

"Why wouldn’t I be affection towards my loving, sexy, intelligent, boyfriend?” I teased with a playfully frown.

"Have you met you?" He smiled from my response, his arms wrapping around me a bit tighter.

“You know... I like kissing you.” I spoke slowly, my eyes falling to his lips no matter how hard I tried to get them to stare into his sparkly green eyes which always seemed to stare right into my soul.

“I like kissing you too...” his cheeks turned pink from the compliment.

“Hugging you is pretty nice too...” I further my compliments, my voice turned sultry and smooth as I tried my best to be seductive. I never really pushed the idea of sex on him, I was too scared that he’d reject me and I’d ruin everything. Now I’m starting to think that maybe everyone was right? It’s been a long time since I had sex, and it’s probably been longer for him. And we’ve been dating for a while now... maybe now is the time? “Hugging you and kissing you is really nice.” I murmured as his lips pressed into mine once more.

“I enjoy hugging and kissing you too.” He smiled back, a bit confused but he didn’t seem to mind. His large hands moving up and down my back. Right now, in his mind I was probably just basking in him right now. In mine, I really wanted him to catch the hint that I needed him to fuck me.

Our lips pressed together again, this time sending tingles down my spine. We slowly moved back until I had Spencer on the bed, with me straddling him as our lips moved in sync. He smiled against my lips as his hands moved down to my thighs, gripping them a bit harder than usual. This was it. This was them position we ended up in every single time we made out, only this time I was hoping for somethingother than just a heated make out session. His tongue swiped at my bottom lips gaining instant access before his was in complete control.

Spencer William Red had me wrapped around his finger and didn’t even know it. It’s been 5 months, yet even before I had the privilege of being his girlfriend I would’ve done whatever he asked of me. I was and still am completely ready to be used at his disposal.

“Are you sure you’re not tired?” He mumbled against my lips, slowing the pace before things could get too heavy.

“Not at all.” I hummed, leaving one last peck on his lips. I debated on what to do for a few seconds as my eyes wondered over his beautiful face. “I- I uhm, I have a question.” My voice came out soft, and gentle which wasn’t usual. Whenever I spoke, usually it was with confidence, and had no problem talking about uncomfortable topics but this... this was a whole new world.

“What’s wrong?” I watched the content look on his face dropped into more of a frown.

“I-” my eyes got caught in his, sparkling from the dim light in his dark green painted room. “I don’t know...” I used my fingers to brush a piece of his hair before his ear. He was truly magnificent to look at, from his cheekbones to his perfect nose, everything about him was just... pretty.

“Talk to me.” He frowned further, his hands careful not to move further than where they already were.

“Do you not want to... like...” my eyes narrowed a bit watching his confusion take place. He was one of the brightest people I knew yet he was still so clueless. “...touch me?” I sounded like an insecure teenage right now, and I honestly didn’t care. This conversation could go a number of ways and I’d rather take everything right now that go another day or week or month thinking that sleeping with me was a repulsive idea to my own boyfriend.

“You- I- what?” His eyes widened, and I dropped my arms from around his neck. I would’ve gotten off of his lap, but his hands were gripping tightly on to my hips in a way that made me want to throw myself at him. “You mean like...?” Goddammit Spencer, how fucking clueless are you?

“Do you not want to have sex with me?” My face was just as soft as my tone. I could see the shock taking effect as his brain worked as quickly as it could to fully understand what was happening at the moment.

“I- uhm, I-“ he stumbled, and for a second I swore my heart broke into a thousand many pieces.

“You know... just forget it, it was a stupid question anyways-”

“No!” His voice came out strong and willful. “No I just- I wasn’t expecting that, I guess.” He explained and I nodded. “I-I- do want to... uhm... have a- sex with you, y/n.” His face was showing a variety of emotions and I’m sure mine was too. “ I just...”

“Don’t want to catch a disease?” I joked, which he apparently didn’t find very funny. I couldn’t help it though, it’s too awkward in here for my liking.

“I don’t want you-“ he stopped to think for a moment, “I don’t want you to be underwhelmed.” He explained, my mouth dropping at his confession. He was scared he wouldn’t be able to pleasure me? That’s was... horribly sweet of him. Not that I expected anything less from Spencer himself... that was just very unpredicted.

I wanted to tell him about all the past guys who never even got close to getting me off, but I don’t think that would make the situation any better. Honestly, right now, just the thought of him touching me could’ve got me off. Even if he couldn’t get me there, I’d fake it. I’d fake it really fucking good just for him because so am completely wrapped around his finger. Well, I wanted to be at least...

“I just want to be with you, Spence.” I spoke, watching the light smile form back to his lips. He was conflicted for a second before nodding his head. His light green sparkly eyes then turned dark, his pupils dilating as our faces grew closer until I could feel our breaths mixing together.

“I love you so fucking much.” He hummed, just before connecting our lips again. I felt the butterflies in my stomach going crazy as his hands moved to my face, pulling our lips together again.

He tasted like the white wine he enjoyed at dinner earlier. It was an odd choice but one I could definitely get behind, only if it was on his tongue. His signature scent of vanilla coffe and some expensive cologne swirled around in my nostrils driving me absolutely mad. My hips moved against the fabric of his pants, grinding against him releasing only a bit of tension from my own body. His hands working quickly to unbutton my jeans and blouse, exposing my black laced bra hiding underneath. I let out a tiny giggle as his back collided with the soft duvet, leaving me right on top of him, making it much easier to grind down on him.

His hands moved to my hips, guiding me right where he needed me. My hands traveled from his jaw all the way down his chest, unbuttoning what I could until I got to his belt. I gasped as my back suddenly hit the duvet, giggling again as I felt Spencer smile against my lips. Spencer struggles to carry a gun properly so, flipping us over was a very impressive move coming from him.

“Literally, just beautiful.” He mumbled on my lips before pulling away to look at me.

My cheeks burned a bright red, as I watched him study my own body. His body rested in between my legs, and his hands slowly traced over my skin. He sent me a sweet smile, and I thought of 100 jokes I could make right now but I figured it wasn’t the moment. I lift my hips as he tugged off my jeans and shirt tossing it somewhere across the room, ditching his own shirt. Now I was laying naked, waiting for him to touch me, well, everywhere. My eyes caught onto the faint six pack that’s always hidden under his own shirts, and I swear if I could I’d stare at it forever.

“Like what you see?” I teased, watching a smile spread to his lips as he rolled his eyes.

“Kinda, yeah.” He nodded, bringing his forehead down to rest on mine. His hands moved to my side, taking his heavy grip on them. My leg propped up on his side, giving him a bit more room to work.

“Kinda?” I raised an eyebrow at the reply and he shrugged. My breathing halted at the feeling of his hand playing at the band of me black panties.

“I’m sure I’d like it much better, if you had nothing on at all.” I felt my stomach go into full on cartwheel as his hand slipped under the band of my panties. His lips pressed a light kiss to my forehead, before he went down to my neck. The heat from his hand hovering above me sent the most explicit images to my head. Every time my hips bucked into his hands, his lips found a spot to suck and nip at earning light moans.

“Please Spence.” I whimper, feeling his lips curl into a smile against my neck. He pressed some more antagonizingly slow soft kisses as he made his way back to my lips. He hovered for a second before our lips were moving again, his lips muting the sounds of my moans from his finger circling around my clit.

“Shit.” He muttered against my lips, as he ran his finger up my soaked slit, teasing my entrance just enough to collect just juices on his fingers. My hips grind up into his hand, begging for more of him.

His fingers sped up as he massaged my clit, sending a deep tingle throughout my body. He pulled apart from our kiss, and I released a loud moan. His fingers already finding their way into me, curling to touched that right spot inside of me. My hands grip at the sheets and pillows as he begins to pump in and out of me. I felt the tension in my stomach tightening as he brought my closer to where I was so desperately needing to be. He left a trail of sweet kisses down my body until he reached the band of my panties.

“Oh fuck-” I moaned out, catching a glimpse of what he was doing to me in the body mirror across the room. I could see my panties pushed to the side as his fingers fucked into me faster by the minute. I could’ve came at the sight right there, but picked up on where I was looking. His head turned to the mirror watching as I squirm under he touched when he pushed into me a bit harder than before. He sent me a devious smirk before turning back to his current project. “Oh my fuck- right there Spence- god!” I moaned loudly as I felt his tongue lapping up my slick, playing with my clit as he sped the pace of his fingers. My back arched off the bed as the euphoric high of the orgasm I was about to reach shot through me.

“Cum for me, Angel.” He murmured against me, sending a vibration right to my clit. Without warning I spilled everything on his fingers. I let out another string of curses as he removed his fingers only to replace his digits with his tongue, sucking everything out of me.

“You taste even better than you look right now.” He hummed, as he sucked my juice from his fingers. I put on a lazy smile, as my arms wrapped right back around his neck. He brought his lips down to me, giving me a good taste of myself.

“So pretty damn good?” I joke, earning a tickle at my sides. “My turn?” I prepared myself to be flip over again but instead I was hold down in place by the brown haired man.

“Normally I wouldn’t object but I really want to be inside of you right now.” He commented, my eyes widened a big at his bluntness before nodding my head. He slipped off his boxers, pumping himself above me a few times. His tip grazed my clit twice earning a moan from the sensitive sensations. I could tell he was enjoying having me completely at his mercy. I was enjoying it too. “Are you Ready?” He asked and I nodded, eager to feel him inside of me.

Without another word he slid into me slowly until he bottomed out. I gasped at the stretch and sting I felt as he entered. I felt myself convulse around him, causing him to tense over me. He stayed buried in me, allowing me to adjust to his size. I had half the mind to make a joke about him being such a gentleman but I kept it to myself.

“You can move.” I he gave a nod, as he pulled out earning a light moan from my throat. For a split second a saw a flash of evil cross his eyes. There was no pretty Sparkles in his eyes, they were now fake and filled with lust as his eyes raked over me.

He slammed into me, hitting the exact spot where I needed him. He kept a fast pace, hiking my leg up to his side again hitting into me at a deeper angle. His lips attached to mine in a hungry manner, as if I was just there for his own comfort. My back was arched off the bed as I get the knot forming in my stomach threatening to come undone once more as I cried out multiple profanities in his kiss.

“Oh fuck, y/n.” He moaned out bringing me right to the edge, my walls clenching around him as he picked up the pace. I let out the loudest pornographic moan of his name as I came undone. He fucked me through the euphoria as his own thrust began to stutter.

Our breathing was heavy as he pulled out and released his load on my lower stomach. I gave him another lazy smile, seeing as I didn’t have the energy for much else. Once he as finish he collapsed on the bed next to me, pulling my body into his. I could hear his heart beat racing through his chest... or was that mine? I was sure to be 8 different types of soar in the morning, and right now I was on the verge of actually passing out.

“You’re incredible.” I breathed looking to my equally as fucked out boyfriend. His long strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, driving me slightly crazy.

“I don’t think we’re going to make that movie.” He laughed, making my smile grow.

I looked to the alarm set by the bed. “It’s only 11:30, we totally make it in time.” I spoke, remembering his excitement about this film earlier in the day.

“Yeah, but I have much better things to do actually.” He mentioned with a light shrug, brushing a few strand of hair from my own sweaty forehead.

“Like?”

“You.”

I smiled at the group of agents all hovering in the bullpen, probably talking about their weekends off. It was rare we ever got a whole weekend to ourselves, so whenever we did we made sure to take full advantage of it. I mean... I certainly did.

“Morning guys.” I smiled as is at down at my desk which Morgan for some reason thought was a chair.

“Morning sunshine!” The muscular clad man greeted me with a smile. “How waa your weekend?”

“It was really good actually.” I shrugged, noticing the expecting looks I recieved from the group. I noticed Penelope coming out from her office in the corner of my eye. She caught a quick glimpse of all of us, and her senses caught on quickly before she changes her route and made her way down with a giddy smile.

“You seem happy.” She walked up with a grin on her red painted lips. “You’re not a morning person... you never smile this early.” She stated. “Did you have sex?!” She spoke right to the point, taking me by surprise.

“I- uhm... what?”

“Yes? No? Did you at least talk to him about it?” She pushed, my cheeks turning red at the questions.

“Yeah, we did talk about the whole sex thing.” I gave in, knowing eventually they were going to find out everything on their own, either from me or Reid.

“How’d it go?” JJ asked, her and Emily catching onto the conver as the two of them moved to the front of my desk.

“Am I invited to the party this time?” Rossi spoke, as he walked down from his office, joining our group cluster.

“They talked about it!” Garcia cheered to him, and his face lit up as if her was actually proud of me.

“You did not tell Rossi!” I gasped

“Yeah we did, Hotch knows too.” Emily spoke, “now, what happened after you talked about it?!” She dismissed it, in hopes to get more information.

I sat in disbelief for a good few seconds before shaking my head. I knew they lived for the office gossip, I was the same way. Things like office gossip made us feel regular, considering the crazy and gore that came with the job. In all honestly, I hadn’t minded it all that much.

“It went well...” I shrugged

“And...?” Rossi spoke, waiting for more of the story.

“How well?” JJ asked, a smirk taking over her lips. They all stared intently as they waited for me to reply.

“I mean... we had sex.” I mumbled, just loud enough for them to hear. “...a lot”

“Seriously?!?” Garcia squealed.

“I- was it- was it good? How’d did it happen?” Emily asked, and I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks.

“Uhm...” I tried to think of less descriptive words than the ones popping into my head. “It was really good... like amazing actually.” I scoffed, laughing at the noises each of them made.

“So did you actually-”

“Yup.”

“And he’s the first person to ever make you-” I raise a brow at Morgan, putting slip finger to stop him mid sentence. He honestly looked in disbelief that Reid, of all people, could satisfy me after all these years.

“I said non of my ex boyfriends.” I clarified. I watched as Emily’s smile grew impressed, and Morgan and JJs jaws dropped at the confession. Garcia simply just squealed again, and I can’t even describe the look on Rossi’s face.

“Morning guys!” Reid walked in, a bright smile on his face chasing the rest of us to giggle at his brightness. He was usually in a good mood on mondays, but this was just a whole different type of mood. I had my ideas on why, but I didn’t have to say them out loud.

“Morning loverboy.” Morgan smiled at the new nickname. I haven’t seen him since early early this morning. We decided to part ways, mainly because anytime we looked at each other ended up in us having sex on whatever piece of furniture or appliance was nearest. Surprisingly he didn’t even mentioned a single thing about the about of germs and bacteria we could’ve spread either. Reid gave us all a wide smile before he walked up to my desk. He leaned down to height, placing a stern yet soft kiss to my lips. He usually went for the forehead or the nose, which all of us were aware of.

“How was your weekends?” He asked, looking to his friends happily.

“How was yours?” Garcia smirked, as she rest her elbow on dereks should. I felt my cheek glow hot again.

“It was... really good.”

“Oh we know.” Rossi mumbled, earning a dirty glare from me as my jaw dropped a little bit. The old man sent me a innocent smile a shrug, before Reid caught on.

“You know...” he spoke, giving me the same right lip smile he does when he really doesn’t know what to say.

“They know we had sex.” I spoke quickly, and his eyes widen a bit as he finally realized.

“Oh.” He spoke, fixing the satchel on his shoulder. Spencer was never very public with past romances, so I don’t know how he’d react to this. “I mean... I had sex with my girlfriend, what’s the big deal.” He shrugged, not seeming to mind too much. My eyes widened a bit, as I felt his arm snake around my waist pulling me into his side.

“You know what?” Rossi spoke, standing from his seat. “He’s right. He’s an adult, as are we. So stop acting like a bunch of children!” He scolded the group of adults hanging around us like a bunch of lost puppies. I smiled and nodded agreeing with the man. Reid gave him a thankful smile, before pressing another kiss to my cheek and going to his own desk.

Rossi stood in front of me as he watched the other back off, with eye rolls and huffs.

“Did you at least use protection?” Rossi teased, but for some reason thag caught my attention. Our attention. Sudden flashes from all the events that took place over these last few days flooded our minds at the exact same time. My body stiffened for a second before I grabbed the files stacked up on my desk to work from home. We hadn’t used a single condom all weekend. Everyone’s eyes were wide and I moved quickly, scrapping everything into my arms before I looked to Reid with an equally as fesrful look on his face.

“Text if you need anything.” I mumbled before practically running out of the office with Spencer close on my heels.

We were totally screwed

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[farfromharry]

‘Can you write a tom holland imagine about tom bringing reader home to meet his family and nikki doesn't like her, and tom gets angry at nikki?’

summary: tom brings you home to meet his family but his mother doesn’t like you

tom holland x reader

hope this is okay!

“i’m so nervous.” he pressed soft kisses to your knuckles, cupping your cheek, making you look at him.

“it’s gonna go amazing, they’re going to love you.” you smiled and tightened your grip on his hand as he knocked on the door.

“you could have just come in tom.” you giggled slightly at tom’s brother, you had met harry before on multiple occasions, so you were used to the boys sarcasm.

“hi harry.”

“hey y/n.” he gave you a quick hug and motioned for you and tom to head towards the kitchen.

“hi mum.” tom hugged his mother and placed a kiss on her temple, you standing behind him awkwardly.

“mum, this is y/n, y/n this is my mum nikki.” you smiled.

“it’s so nice to finally meet you.” when tom told you his mother was a hugger you expected her to pull you into a hug, however even he furrowed his eyebrows when she simply shook your hand.

“lovely to meet you.” tom ushered you out of the kitchen and you immediately began to panic.

“did i do something wrong?” you began to ramble asking countless questions, all ones that tom couldn’t answer.

“shh angel, you didn’t do anything, s’okay.” he kissed you softly and lead you to the living room where his dad and siblings sat. you greeted them all, having already known who was who from family photo’s tom had shown you.

the 6 of you talked for a while, hearing embarassing stories about your boyfriend as a child. nikki eventually called you all in to eat and you took a deep breathe, slipping into the seat next to tom.

from what you could tell, other than some minor snide comments from nikki, the night was going well with everyone else. tom was ecstatic to see yoh getting along with his family so well, he just wish he knew what was wrong with his mum.

“does she seem a little off to you?” dom shook his head in confusion. the two had left the table to go and put out dessert.

“i don’t like her, there’s just something about her.” he rolled his eyes at his wife and kissed her head, grabbing two dishes of dessert to take out to the table.

“you’re just being an overprotective mum.” she sighed as he left the room, hesring footsteps moments later thag lead into the kitchen.

“what’s going on with you tonight?” she tensed at the sound of tom’s voice, she looked over her shoulder to see her oldest son leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, a slightly annoyed look on his face.

“nothing hun, i’m fine.”

“then why are you being so cold towards y/n?”

“can you take some dessert out?” he rolled his eyes.

“stop avoiding the question.” she huffed and slammed her hands down on the counter.

“i don’t like her, okay, is that what you want to hear?” tom tensed.

“why?”

“she’s not right for you tom.” he scoffed, anger building inside his stomach at his mum’s ridiculous words.

“and why the hell not?” nikki stayed silent and tom nodded.

“exactly, you just don’t like the idea of your son growing up, i’m 24, not a child.” he stopped talking when he heard the sound of your voice, calling out for him.

“what’s up?”

“your dad sent me to see where the deserts were, do you need any help?” he smiled softly and tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

“can you just take this one?” you nodded and took the plate from him, not noticing the angered glare he sent his mother as the two of you left the kitchen.

a couple hours later and tom thought it was best if you two left, noticing the sky getting dark and not wanting to be out too late for a thursday.

“we should go.” he said his goodbyes to his family, not knowing where his mother had gone to after their slightly heated discussion in the kitchen earlier.

she made herself known, standing in the doorway and watching you both put your jackets on. tom gave her a nod and you gave her your most sincere smile.

“it really was lovely to meet you mrs holland.” she gave you a tight lipped smile, conflicted on the inside. she had thought about tom’s words and he was right, you were lovely and she knew she should make an effort but, she didn’t want her baby growing up.

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