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untilthcyrot · 3 months

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things you said prompts | 35. things you said that made me feel real (rex to nadja) asked by @cannib4l

Years of being treated like she was someone else's property had made her feel like that's all she was — an object. Something that was to be desired and kept all to someone else. Abraham. The ballerina who was making a name for herself, her name featured in show credits, an audience at her feet clapping at her performance as the curtain closed on the stage. The star that wanted to shine brightly among her peers, who wanted to see the world, who wanted to dance in the new world if at all possible. Her angelic face was spotted from rows back by a monster; he had her in his sights and her fate was sealed. Nadja became someone, something that he wanted and wasn't willing to let go of no matter the cost . . . and it had cost her so much.

Nadja was not allowed to bloom into the person that she wanted to become, forced by him to become the person that he "saw" in her, or at the very least, wanted to see in her. She shapeshifted into whatever he wanted her to be so that the chains that she felt bound to weren't as tight, alluding herself to some twisted version of freedom until she fought to actually be free of him. Even then, she still felt like he had never truly let his favorite toy go.

She was sure that she would walk the next few hundred years never feeling like herself again until this man, this man who stared at drawings of her in a journal, came into her life. She had been terrified at first because she felt like just another object of desire to someone else. Rex had studied as much of her life as he could, had traced her face against old paper, had sought her out to see the woman in flesh rather than ink. Disappointment and instinct told her to run, but something curious told her to stay and see it through.

Years were spent getting to know one another and trusting each other, something that she hadn't been able to do with anyone in centuries ever since it had been broken by her maker. She realized that Rex wasn't just fascinated by her, but that he truly had grown to care about her and she shared his sentiment. There wasn't anything she wouldn't have done to help him on his hunts or protect him.

But more than that . . . Rex had helped her and he may not have realized it. There had been something missing inside of her since her humanity had been taken away and he helped get it back. He helped her find herself again after it had been snuffed out by a man who only treated her as his possession and nothing more. Until the end of her days, Nadja would never forget the things that Rex did for her, said to her, the way that he made her better and loved her, that caused her this great revelation about herself. And she would spend the rest of their eternity and death thereafter repaying him for that with all the love in the universe that she could conjure.

#cannib4l #♡ ───── NADJA KATTS ( MEME REPLIES )#[i know that i didn't include anything specific that he said to her]#[but....i got carried about with this concept that spending time together over these years...he def said things to her]#[that made her realize she was real?? if that makes sense?? <3]

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daydadahlias · 11 months

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How do you feel about MiM's success? did you expect it?🤓

oh boy i sure am gonna say some words!

this is an interesting ask bc I don't really perceive MiM as being very successful personally.

I mean, I'm so immensely happy with the reaction it's getting and the interaction it's getting (bc any interaction on writing is literally the best thing in the world) and I absolutely love having the opportunity to share it more than anything!!!

but it's hard to think of it as being successful because I am, of course, comparing to every other fic I've ever posted on the same platform. and, in comparison to the reaction Scene 14 and Take Notes were actively getting as I was posting them live in the same manner I'm currently posting MiM, this is a considerably smaller reaction.

for context, a chapter of MiM usually gets somewhere between 2-5 comments (and maybe around 5 asks let's say). In contrast, Scene 14 was probably getting a consistent 5-7 comments every update (and, if I'm remembering correctly, probably around 10 asks, which is insane to think about in retrospect). Take Notes, in addition, would be getting around 7-10 comments a chapter (and probably ~10 asks as well but I don't really know that number; i'm just making shit up).

Also, I do think it's worth briefly noting that Bite Marks (another chaptered fic I tried to post on a schedule; rip my baby) has about double the amount of subscriptions that MiM has and (what I consider to be) considerably more kudos while also being significantly shorter.

So, when you're looking at the actual "statistics" of fics I've posted, I don't see MiM as being all that successful.

this is of course not to give the impression that I think MiM should have more comments/interaction or anything because I'm not a little greedy monster yknow and I really would be happy and content if only one person read it.

but I just don't think it would be accurate of me to say I think the fic is successful within the scope of how fics of mine have done in the past.

however, this statistical drop off is simply because our fandom is significantly smaller now than it was when I was posting Scene 14 and Take Notes. I could post either of those fics right now and I simply do not think they would do nearly as well as they did in 2021.

But, since those are the posting experiences I have to compare to for all my work in the future, I am well aware that no fics I post following them will ever get the same level of interaction and - therefore - I will never be able to perceive them as being successful. which,, sounds depressing dfghjk but i swear it's not!! it's not something i let myself dwell on (especially bc it's something ALL the writers in our fandom are experiencing). I write fics for me and whoever wants to read them can. it's a blessing to get to be able to share stuff at all!! and all i need is just one reader to keep posting <3

in terms of expecting it, I would say maybe that I never really have any expectations of how people will respond to fics. i'm never right when i make predictions anyway. I just never really know, so I think I'm always a little surprised by how people respond. even after 3 years of posting in the same fandom, i dont think i'll ever get over the "omg people read my stuff and like it" feeling.

so, TL;DR, i feel really good about MiM bc anyone is reading it at all :)

hope that kind of answers this, sorry for the tangent

#we're in a state of decline slash writing wise to be honest. so MiM realistically is kind of tanking. like for this era it's doing GREAT but #in general. compared to how it used to be. it's just not what it was. and like that's something all the writers in the fandom feel rn #it feels very. barren. im not just being melodramatic haha. we're in a ghost town.#and so that being said #i will consider myself extremely lucky for how people are interacting with MiM #bc there's just not a lot of people reading rn #i will say tho that... and this might get a little depressing dfghjk that there are certain people who i was friends w/ last year #when i started writing this fic who i expected to read this story when i posted it #and they've since moved to other fandoms so they will obviously not be reading this lol #which is fine ofc!! people r allowed to change interests #but it can be a little sad for me as a writer #to be so excited to share smthn w/ my friends and for them to outgrow me #like this posting experience is unique in the way that #most of the people reading MiM are people im meeting now for the first time! hi guys ily #whereas w/ scene 14 and take notes i literally *knew* everyone that was reading it. they were all people i was already friends with #so that's kind of another difference that i didn't necessarily expect w/ this one. and was really intimidating when posting.#MiM's the kind of fic i feel like katt would have loved #i hate talking abt fandom friends like they're dead lol but yknow. u fall out of touch w/ some people and that sucks but it's the way it is #so i will be honest that. that is a part of the MiM's writing experience that makes me a little sad #bc there's stuff in this fic for people who will never read it #uhm me when i make myself tear up at midnight hello???? loser behavior #anyway i hope that kind of answered that!!#thank u for the ask !! sorry for being weirdly clinical and emo abt it #love the emoji choice very fun #pigeon #anon

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dodomingo · 2 years

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Sea of Thieves is the best game of all time

#sea of thieves #zia goes on #long tags but if people want a better/readable format I can edit the tags/add the story #also love u Katt ur my perfect and wonderful girlfriend for life <3<3<3 #SO many amazing moments with my gf and solo x3 #sinking reapers and overcoming all odds every time x3 #she tells the stories way better but basically:#1. we decided to try some PvP and went after this random boat we saw #a boat started chasing to assist the one we were chasing so it become a 2v1 ships (3v2 players)#between my gf's amazing captaining and my boarding and 'friendly fire' between the two we STOMPED them #scoring us a Lv5 Mercenary flag and TON of loot #took us from beginning of Reaper Emis2 to two loot drops away from Lv5 Emis B)#2. we hopped on tonight to try some PvP but then ran into other fresh spawns so we started messing around and allianced them #meanwhile a reaper across the map was climbing the ranks.......#we just did some little voyages messing around and cashed in a lil bit then headed to reapers to check out the Reapers who'd become Lv5 #We caught them RIGHT at the end of a Skelly fleet and used the skeleton galleon as a cover for our attack 👀#we fucked up right at the start #the skelly ships came at us for a bit before the reapers showed up and then they boarded us and killed me and my gf gkdnfkd #She respawned and said 'GGs'#but it wasnt over yet........#She went down again and by the time I got back up #I took THREE of this Galleon Reaper instantly out with my sword and salvaged the ship x3 #some time went on and us and the skelly ship were hammering away at them........ and eventually the reaper sunk >:3 #and right after we sunk the skelly galleon pretty quick #BUT because we thought the galleon loot had stacked with the reaper we almost lost like more than half the loot >_>#if I hadn't seen some seagulls last second we would've missed out on a GOOD 100k #but also missed out on more since we had lowered our own emissary flag by then 😭

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constantvariations · 2 years

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Finally watched the trailer and jfc did anyone tell crwby that Wonderland is supposed to be dream like and not an lsd trip??

#rwde #why the FUCK is chesire designed so painfully #is it supposed to be a play on neon katt?? was crwby trying to be clever?? stop it. get some help #also who looked at ruby and said 'get that bitch a mouse. Bitches love mice'#is the mouse going to be a familiar now? or a symbol of her SiMpLe HoNeSt soul? i hate the mouse #why does the red riding hood/dorothy from oz character get the mouse??#also the editing surrounding the 'what are you' stole my kidneys #why is it what are you and not WHO #is it so ruby can VaLiAnTlY declare shes a huntress? is that it crwby?#the other option might be silver eyed warrior but crwby basically uses that as a crutch and gimmick #anyway this is obviously going to be a massive train wreck and i am popping so many bottles when v9 drops

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said7taliban · 7 months

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Said Taliban😎"Mi Pluma Le Conte"

🖋Hoy abre mi Corazón ami Pluma

🌹Le conté..sobre esa hermosa ♥️Dama

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☕Le Conté.. Sobre su Tierna Voz

🖋Le Conté.. solo ha su lado he

🕯visto La Luz

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🌹Le Conté.. cuando sus labios ♥️sintieron mi Calor

☕Le Conté.. cual palabras resume 🖋un Beso con Amor

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🌹Le Conté.. afortunado soy que ♥️yo te Besaría

☕Deseo saciarte con mi pasión y 🖋hacerte Mía

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🌹Le Conté.. somos únicos de la ♥️manera de Amarnos

☕Ni el dolor más profundo puede

🖋Separarnos

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🌹Le Conté.. con palabras más

♥️ Quemantes

☕Sobre esa Rosa que hice brotar 🖋con mis Romances

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🌹Lo Conté.. con mi pecho abierto ♥️y Sincero

☕A su lado la felicidad es solo un

🖋Véspero

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🌹Le Conté.. maravilloso sería ♥️volver a Tenerla

☕Y pintar nuestro cielo con

🖋colores de Acuarela

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♥️Le pregunté ami Pluma como

🌹explicas mi Estado?

☕Y ella mi respondió Taliban

🖋usted está totalmente

💗Enamorado.

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♡<><><><>{Said}<><><><>♡

🖋#said_taliban_norteño💗

#poesia #said_taliban_norteño #plum art #reflexioneS #aroma del viento #hans hermann von katte #sad #poem #poetico #sailor moon #frases de amor #poetry #Said Taliban #self love #amor a distancia #Mexico #baladad de Tinta #Spotify

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anyataylorjoys · 11 months

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“I guess she’s sort of beautiful. I don’t know, those lips. You know, lips are supposed to be a perfect reflection of another part of a woman’s anatomy. Not that I’m a lesbian. Well, maybe I am. No, definitely not. I told my mother I was, just for shock value. She said “fine, just as long as you don’t smoke,” which of course is my main joy in life. I can’t imagine where she came from. I mean, none of the other girls that go to my school are that scangie. I really wish we could be friends.”

POISON IVY (1992) dir. Katt Shea

#filmedit #poison ivy #poison ivy 1992 #dbarrymoreedit #drew barrymore #vivienvalentino #userkd #usersugar #ladiesofcinema #femalescharacters #femalegifsource #femaledaily #gifs*#so much is wrong with this film but god I couldn't stop thinking ab it after

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kieshamadison123 · 3 months

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Bernie mac said the same thing, but when Katt Williams spoke on it .it became a problem 😕

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virescent-v · 1 month

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“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked” with em? 👀

Bossy

Summary: Emily's been a bitch. You fix her attitude. ;) Warnings: smutty smut smut, my normal tbh. quick and easy, like em Word count: 2.3k A/N: A little short thing to get me back into writing. Thanks Katt for the prompt :)

Emily was pissing you off. Ever since this case crossed JJ’s desk, Emily’s been uptight, more so than usual. You’ve seen her get overly invested in cases before, but something about this one was making her - for lack of a better word - crazy. She was hounding the local police more than normal, squashing peoples’ new ideas and theories before listening, and being short with anyone who tried to talk to her.

She’s snapped at you multiple times today alone, glaring at you anytime you tried to talk about one of your theories. You’d take it personally, but she was acting like this with everyone on the team. It was causing everyone to give her a wide berth, finding excuses to not be in the same room with her.

At the end of the day, Emily had frustrated every member of the BAU (including Penelope who was back in D.C.) and half of the local station to their limits.

And, of course, you were the one who had to room with her this trip. Lucky you.

The ride from the station to the hotel was tense, silence interspersed with the hum of tires on asphalt. The longer the quiet dragged on, the more angry you got at her behavior.

Emily and you had become fast friends when you joined the BAU a few months ago. You had meshed well with every member of the team, but your dark humor and sarcasm bonded you with the raven-haired woman. You’ve spent countless hours with each other, both at work and outside of Quantico.

You felt your phone buzz in your lap.

JJ: You have GOT to talk to her. She’s driving everyone insane!!

You: Why does it have to be me??? It’s bad enough we share a room!

JJ: Because she likes you most!

You: You’ve known her longer!

JJ: Nose goes!

You looked up to see JJ holding her pointer finger on her nose, sticking her tongue out at her. You rolled your eyes at her before typing out another message.

You: Fine! But you owe me coffee and lunch tomorrow!

JJ: Deal! Just make her Emily again!

You locked your phone, glancing up at Emily driving. Her jaw was tense, as if she was grinding her teeth. Both of her hands were white knuckled on the steering wheel. You bit your lip, trying to think of a way to bring up her behavior over the last few days.

***

Entering your shared room, Emily started pacing in front of the beds, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her hands fidgeting.

You sighed. “Em, are you okay?”

Her eyes shot to you. “I’m fine,” she gritted out.

You rolled your eyes exaggeratedly, making sure she saw. “No, you’re not. You’re frustrated about something. And it’s driving everyone crazy. So, again, what’s wrong?”

Emily stopped pacing, glaring at you. “What do you mean it’s driving everyone crazy? I’m fine.”

You huffed, shaking your head. “You’re not. Look at you,” you said, your hand gesturing at her body, every muscle tense, her hands picking at her nails. “You’ve been short with everyone, shutting down theories for stupid reasons. You’ve yelled at every single one of us today and you’ve managed to alienate half of the local cops. Whatever’s wrong needs to stop, Em, I swear, or it’s going to make this case even harder to solve.”

Emily scoffed, not liking being told off. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Now it was your turn to gape at the brunette, your eyebrows twisted in annoyed confusion. “Em, I have spent the last few months getting to know you. Late nights in the office, movie nights on our couches, shopping trips. I don’t know what it is about this case that’s getting to you, but it needs to stop. You need to get your head out of your ass, Prentiss, before it causes you to get benched.”

You watched as Emily stomped across the room to you, her nostrils flaring, her eyes darkening in anger. Her fists were clenched at her sides as she angrily whispered, “I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked, so you better watch what you say to me.”

Emily had moved closer to you than she ever has before, her outrage and annoyance palpable in the air. You could feel her huffed breaths on your cheek.

You shook your head, chuckling darkly, barely audible. Emily had never intimidated you before and it wasn’t going to start now. “If all you needed to calm down and be yourself again was a good, hard fuck, all you had to do was ask, Em,” you said, smirking as her eyes grew wide.

You watched as she took in a shuttered breath, her throat bobbing from the nervous swallow.

You could see the indecision in her eyes, the want and the nerves. How she wanted it, needed it, but didn’t want to cross that line with you for fear of wrecking your friendship, your work life.

You brought your hand up, pushing some of her hair behind her ear, taking note of the small shiver that ran through her. “Let me help you, Em. We’ll cross tomorrow when it gets here.”

Emily closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, they somehow had gotten darker, her pupils blown. She’d made her decision. “Fuck it out of me, please.”

You tilted your chin up a little, settling into the role Emily needed you to fill. “Strip. Slowly.”

Emily exhaled slowly, her hands grasping at the hem of her shirt, lifting it inch by inch. She watched you, but your eyes never strayed from her face. When she dragged the material over her head, your eyes never left her face. It furthered your in charge position, making Emily’s breath quicken in anticipation.

The brunette slowly dragged her bra straps down her shoulders, slowly exposing her modest chest. It took a lot of self control on your part, but you still refused to look at her body. You could tell that it was starting to get to Emily, but she wasn’t going to say anything, excited to see what you were up to.

As she drug her pants and underwear down her legs and stood back up, you made another few seconds of intense eye contact with her before letting your gaze slowly glide over her body.

You’d be lying if you said you’d never thought about her like this. She was beautiful, striking in a way that made your breath catch the first time you met her. As your relationship with her grew, you were conflicted about thinking of her like this. You’ve come to cherish your connection with her, but you couldn’t help but want more.

You took your time looking her over, trying to memorize every inch of her in case this was the only time you’d be able to see her like this.

Emily’s toes started to dig into the carpet, her anticipation growing to a head, the nerves starting to creep up.

“On the bed, on your back.”

Emily didn’t need a second to think this time, eagerly moving to the mattress and laying herself across it. She settled her head on a pillow in the middle of the bed, awaiting further instructions. It was something that was exhilarating for you, unexpected. You didn’t think she would be this compliant, but you weren’t going to question it.

Your eyes dragged across her body again, watching the way that her skin started to flush at your attention. “You’ve been a bitch the past few days.”

Emily went to open her mouth, to argue.

“No, no. That wasn’t up for debate. You have been. You’ve let this case get to you.” You started to crawl across the bed, your body between her legs. You remained clothed, the fabric of your pants sliding across her bare skin and causing goosebumps to erupt across her skin. You held eye contact, loving the way Emily’s dark eyes seemed to get darker, deeper. You could feel yourself getting lost in them. “I don’t know why, and to be frank, I don’t care.” You let your hands trail across her shins, up to her knees, pushing her legs further apart. You could feel your own heartbeat speeding up, fluttering inside your chest. “I’m going to fuck your attitude out of you and then we’re going to solve this case and go home. Understood?”

Emily swallowed, her head nodding briefly.

“Good,” you said, letting your eyes fall to her bare body. You licked your lips as you looked at her exposed pussy. Through her coarse curls you could tell she was wet, wetter than you expected her to be since you’ve not even touched her yet.

You leaned down, your eyes back on her face as you gently blew across her sodden lower lips. Emily’s eyes closed, her back arching slightly, her hips trying to push further into the sensation. She was sensitive, something you were going to enjoy.

Before her back could make contact with the bed again, your tongue made contact, licking quickly from her entrance to her clit, loving the way her voice got stuck in her throat. You decided you didn’t want to tease her, wanting her to get off and relax. Your tongue made a few more passes up and down, enjoying each sound you could pull from her. When she got used to the movement, her body expecting the up and down licks, you switched to swirls around her clit, sucking lightly, before moving down to her hole, entering her with your tongue.

You paid attention to the sounds she made, the way she whimpered when your tongue made quick circles around her clit, how a moan would get caught deep in her chest every time your tongue entered her. You ate her out passionately, intensely, taking out your frustrations from the past few days on her.

You could tell she was getting close, the way her leg muscles started to tense, how her hands started to fist in the sheet beneath her. With each swipe of your tongue against her, you could feel her get closer and closer to the edge, the both of you desperate to push her over. As she started to moan more often, gaining volume, you reached up your hands, grasping a breast in each. With perfectly timed pinches to her nipples, Emily came undone against your mouth. You continued to lap at her pussy, swallowing down everything she had to give you.

Before her body had a chance to relax, you pushed in two fingers, enjoying the way Emily choked out a harsh gasp at the fast pace you set immediately. “You’ve got one more for me, Em. Give it to me,” you commanded, surprised at the strength of your own voice.

Emily’s bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she struggled to keep up with the thrusting of your fingers. You pushed up her body, using the thumb of your other hand to pull her lip free. “Uh uh, baby. Let me hear those pretty noises.”

Emily whimpered, her eyes catching yours, a million words being shared between you two. Respect, thanks, lust, love.

Your wrist was starting to cramp at the position, but there was no way you were going to stop. Not with the sounds she was making, not with the way that Emily was looking at you. With each thrust in, Emily grunted, with each thrust out, a moan. On one particularly hard thrust, Emily’s back arched, her hands fisting into the shirt on your back. Figuring you had found her sweet spot, you focused there, watching with almost primal glee as her head tossed back in pleasure.

With her throat exposed, your lips made contact to the skin there, kissing and biting at the tender flesh. You trailed your lips up to her ear. “Do you think two orgasms is enough, or should I fuck you into a third?”

Emily’s only response was a garbled moan, her hands trying to scratch at your back through your shirt.

You smirked against her skin. “We’ll see if your cunt can take another one after you cum hard on my fingers.” You curled your fingers at that, feeling the spongy spot inside her that caused her to sob in ecstasy, her legs tightening against your hips. On each thrust you made sure to hit that spot. You moved your head back, wanting to watch her come undone.

You could feel her walls tightening around your fingers, it becoming harder and harder to move within her. You brought your other hand up, wrapping it around her throat, squeezing enough to send a euphoric rush through her.

“Cum for me, Em, now.”

She hadn’t disobeyed you yet.

Emily moaned your name loudly as her walls clamped down on your fingers, forcing you to stay within her as she rode out her orgasm. Her hips undulated against you, riding each wave, reveling in the high.

You worked her through it, easing as her body started to come down. Gently, you removed your fingers, taking satisfaction in the whimper she let out at being empty. You brushed some of her hair out of her face, smiling a little to yourself at the blissed out look on her face. “Feeling better?”

Emily started laughing, a true belly laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”

You smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Hey, you don’t get to be sassy to the person who just fucked you back into a good mood.”

Emily rolled her eyes, her hands caressing your shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes expressing even more gratitude.

You lightly kissed her, the first of many. “Don’t mention it. Next time, don’t wait until you’re a raging bitch before asking for what you need,” you smirked.

Emily pushed at your shoulder, shaking her head lightly at your antics. She pulled you down, relaxing under the weight of you, feeling herself drift off to sleep.

If anyone noticed Emily’s improved mood the next day, or the hickies on her neck, they didn’t mention it. The fact that you two solved the case before the day was over was good enough for them.

#emily prentiss x reader #virescent v fanfic #emily prentiss fanfic #emily prentiss #emily prentiss x you #no use of y/n #welcome back to the emily prentiss smut fest #except this time emily is a bottom hehehehe #i wrote this in like an hour and a half after a thirteen hour shift so if it sucks no it doesnt

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