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girasollake · 2 years

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i wanna kiss your lips | r.b.

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader / eddie munson x fem!reader

requested: yes, two people requested something so similar that I just had to combine both, here are the requests: one and two

type: angst/smut

summary: robin and the reader are besties but when the reader sees her with another girl she tries to drown her feelings by fucking eddie munson, what happens when robin walks in on them?

warnings: SEX MINORS DNI 18+, alcohol, curse words, p in v sex, fingering, oral fem! receiving, overstimulation and that's it i think

a/n: i hope that the people requesting don't mind me writing it as one fic, have fun reading guys! and yes i used girl in red’s song fragment for the title cause i felt like it

word count: 1698

Another Friday, another stupid party at some jock’s house. (Y/n) was used to being dragged by Steve and Robin to those events, he desperately wanted to find a girl and she had nothing better to do. This night was different though, there was much more people than she had thought, cheerleaders, nerds, metal heads, everyone was welcome. She sighed and threw her head back resting it on the couch. Steve had gone somewhere with a girl she didn’t know and Robin was nowhere to be found. Suddenly she felt the couch sinking because someone took a seat next to her.

‘You havin’ fun?’ Eddie whispered into her ear.

‘Not much, as you can see.’ She opened one of her eyes and looked at him from the side.

That’s when she spotted Robin. She was in the corner of the room talking to a cheerleader who was wearing a tight red dress and her long brown hair was held in two soft ponytails. (Y/n) felt a soft tug inside her chest. She knew Robin liked girls, she herself liked boys and girls, but she never thought about Robin that way. Or maybe she had? Well, if she hadn’t, she certainly wouldn’t feel that weird, jealous feeling when she saw Robin’s hand touching the girls arm. Eddie threw her out of her thoughts by swinging his palm in front of her face.

‘What? Sorry?’ She said and looked at him.

‘I asked if you want me to bring you some more beer, looks like you’ve run out.’

She took a sip of her drink but quickly realised it was empty just like he said. She gave him the bottle and nodded her head. Eddie took it from her and went to the other room to bring them both what was left in the kitchen. Meanwhile (Y/n) was looking at Robin, she could’ve sworn she had heard her laughter from across the room. She started thinking about their friendship, was it only that for her? Or something more?

‘Here you go.’ She looked up to see Eddie standing above her.

She took the beer from him and decided to drown her thoughts and worries in alcohol. Soon enough she found herself in a room she didn’t recognize with Eddie on top of her. She was too drunk to care, too drunk to know where she was but not too drunk to not give him her consent. She wanted him to take away the thoughts she had of Robin, but when she felt his lips on her neck, her mind started imagining they were hers. His hands were all over her, grabbing her boobs, hips, neck. Even if she had drank so much, even if she tried her best, a certain girl was still on her mind. She felt Eddie unzip her pants and slowly slide them off, his soft hands were caressing her thighs and then he was palming her through the underwear. She let out a soft moan, careful not to moan someone else’s name. Eddie took a condom out of his wallet and then took off his pants and boxers. (Y/n) wasn’t paying attention, she just wanted to finally feel something more. A second later he hooked his finger under her panties and pushed them to the side. He entered her quite slowly but with enough force to make her scream. She put her own hand on her mouth to muffle the moans.

‘Oh fuck R..Eddie..’

Thankfully, he hadn’t noticed anything, his thrusts were the same and his breathing on (Y/n)’s neck was still present. After some time she stopped trying to quieten herself and her moans started filling up the room. Eddie’s hand wandered to her clit and he started massaging it, she felt her orgasm slowly approaching and then they were both blinded by light from the door. (Y/n) saw Robin standing in the doorway in the corner of her eye, she saw her running away, not bothered to even close the damn thing.

‘Stop Eds, stop.’ She placed her hands on his arms and he pulled out of her.

‘Everything okay?’ He asked.

‘Yeah, um, I’m sorry but I really have to go.’

‘Oh okay.’ She knew he was disappointed. ‘Did I do something?’

‘No! No Eddie! It was amazing! I just need to check on someone, did you even notice the door is open?’ She chuckled.

‘Oh, right.’ He laughed softly. ‘I’ll see you later, yeah?’

‘Yeah, for sure.’ She smiled and stood up to put on her trousers.

She ran out of the room and stormed downstairs to find her best friend. She had been looking in every corner, she had asked everyone on her way and yet, Robin was nowhere to be found.

‘Steve, Steve, hey.’ She ran up to him when she spotted him flirting with some girl. ‘Have you seen Robin?’

‘Uhh yeah, she snatched my car keys and stormed out of the house a couple minutes ago, why?’

‘Not important! Thanks!’

(Y/n) ran outside and started searching for Steve’s car, she knew where they had parked but the rest of alcohol was stopping her from remembering the spot. She looked around and spotted a small alleyway which was strangely familiar. She ran there and to her surprise she had found Steve’s old vehicle with Robin included. (Y/n) slowly opened the door and took a seat beside her in the back. Robin’s face was buried in her hands, she didn’t even look at (Y/n).

‘Go away Steve.’ She mumbled.

‘Not Steve, try again.’

Robin finally lifted her head and shot (Y/n) a glare.

‘What are you doing here? Last time I checked you were getting pretty close with Munson.’ She sneered.

‘Um yeah, until you came into the room. You didn’t even close the door, you know?’ She sighed. ‘And anyway, why the fuck do you even care?’

‘I don’t.’ Robin turned her head in the opposite direction from (Y/n).

‘Bullshit, I know you Robs.’ She said and sat closer to her friend. ‘Tell me what’s going on, please.’

‘You’re gonna laugh at me.’ She whispered.

‘What? No! I would never laugh at you or judge you and you know it!’ She said. ‘So? What is it?’

‘I like you. And I know you’re probably gonna hate me right now but I just couldn’t stand seeing you with him. Just seeing you with anyone makes me sick and I know that I probably just ruined our friendship and you don’t want to see me ever again and do anything wi-‘

Robin’s ranting was cut off by (Y/n)’s soft lips. She was taken aback but she didn’t stop her. She wanted to stop but this feeling was too strong.

‘I like you too.’ (Y/n) said finally breaking the kiss. ‘I only did it because I wanted to take my mind off of you. I saw you with that girl and it just.. struck a nerve, you know.’ She chuckled.

‘Are you serious?’ Robin asked. ‘You fucked him to forget about me and what? Make me jealous?’

‘Well, I didn’t know you were gonna walk in on us. You should blame yourself for that part.’ (Y/n) slapped Robin’s shoulder playfully.

‘Is that so?’ She asked and moved closer to (Y/n)’s face. ‘Hm, I guess that now it’s my turn to do whatever I want with you.’ And with that she attacked her lips.

(Y/n)’s dream was finally coming true and she didn’t want to stop. Sure, the back of Steve’s car wasn’t the best place and this clearly wasn’t the best timing, but nevertheless she was enjoying it. Robin’s lips on her neck felt so soft, much better than she had imagined. Her hands skilfully removed both of their shirts and she quickly unclasped (Y/n)’s bra.

‘I’ve wanted to do that for so long.’ Robin whispered and then attached her mouth to (Y/n)’s nipple.

One of her hands was gripping her hip and the other was massaging the second boob. (Y/n) let out a soft moan and tried to touch Robin but everything was too blurry and the girl’s hands were sending her to another dimension. Robin took off (Y/n)’s pants along with her panties, the sudden coldness on her core sent a shiver throughout her whole body. Robin entered a finger into her and (Y/n) threw her head back. Her movements were so right, so perfect, better than any dick she had ever had.

‘Fuck, oh, Robin..’ She could finally say it, no one could stop her.

Robin leaned down and started sucking on (Y/n)’s clit and she knew she wouldn’t last much longer. Her orgasm started approaching her much quicker than with Eddie and she let out a scream.

‘Holy fuck! I’m- I’m gonna, fuck!’

A pure bliss spread through her body, Robin’s mouth still attached to her, fingers going even faster. (Y/n) had never had an orgasm that long and hard, she gripped Robin’s arm with one hand, her hair with the other.

‘I’m not done yet.’ Robin said and resumed her previous actions.

‘Robin, I-‘ She wanted her to stop but at the same time she didn’t.

She felt some pain but it turned into pleasure quickly enough. Soon another orgasm shot through her, Robin pulled her fingers out of (Y/n) and started massaging her clit while she kissed her roughly. (Y/n) moaned loudly into Robin’s mouth when her orgasm stopped, she then gasped loudly and looked the girl in the eyes.

‘Thank you.’ She whispered and placed her hand on Robin’s cheek. ‘Your turn now?’

Robin smiled and kissed her again but then someone started banging on the window. Robin looked to the side to see Harrington with one of his hands covering his eyes and the other hitting the window. She rolled it down and chuckled.

‘Seriously? In my fucking car?’ He groaned and stamped his food. ‘Get dressed, I’m done with both of you.’ He mumbled and turned around.

The girls looked at each other and started giggling.

‘Let me help you.’ Robin whispered when she took (Y/n)’s bra into her hands to put it on her.

They both smiled, nothing was going to be the same after that, but maybe it was for the better.

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the-avengers-ate-my-tongue · 2 years

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Summary: You're a cradle witch, and there hasn't been one of your kind in centuries. But even the most powerful creatures must know the rules of the universe.

Pairing: Morpheus x Witch!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sexual assault and abortion. I wrote this as a prequel of must be the season of the witch, but it can be read regardless.

English is not my first language, if you see any mistake, let me know!

Word count: 3092

Craydon, USA, 1698

The forest was strangely quiet that evening. You could hear nor crickets, bats, owls or any other animals, only the cold wind rocking the leaves of the tall trees of Mudwood. The moon shone bright like a silver coin on the dark, cloudless sky, lighting the path to your cottage.

Odd. Odd evening. Something was in the way, you could sense it. The air was different, somehow; thicker, heavier, with a suffocating sweetness, like snake venom.

You sighed, crossing your arms with a slight frown. Great day for Sonja to go to town and leave you all alone. You remembered her orders; "there's someone coming to make a request. If I don't get home till then, you must offer your aid". It wasn't the first time you took over a client, but never without her supervision. Not that you were insecure or anything, just… That damn sensation that something was off was getting on your nerves. Shivers have been afflicting your spine for the last hour and, for a brief moment, you wished for Sonja to come back sooner.

Steps agitated the grass, moist with the night dew. You raised your head quickly, seeing the small figure of a girl that looked no older than eighteen coming to your cottage. Must be the one Sonja told me about, you thought, letting your arms loose and trying to look more welcoming. She seemed distressed; dark shadows under her weary dark eyes that avoided yours, arms tightly holding her own body. With a better look on her face under the pale light of the candles, you recognized her. Nancy Plath. Daughter of the magistrate, the youngest of her sisters. She was fifteen, if you remembered correctly; it was rare for such a young girl to look for yours and Sonja's services. That could only mean one thing.

"I greet you, Nancy Plath. Come inside" you opened the wooden door behind you, letting her through. If she seemed surprised you knew her name, she had not shown.

She gave you the basket she held, probably containing the required by Sonja as payment. It was often hard for the both of you to travel far to buy provisions, so sometimes you demanded groceries as a token of gratitude.

"Would you like some tea? Biscuits? Please, have a seat. I don't bite."

She looked at you with an uneasy stare, but sat on the stiff sofa, accepting a cup of tea.

"What’s in this?" She asked timidly, raising her eyes slightly.

"Just plain lavender. For your nerves" you replied with a chuckle. You were used to the mistrust of the locals, even if they were in desperate need of your services. When she seemed embarrassed, you assured her it was all right. "You won't be the first nor the last to be suspicious. And, truth be told, you're not wrong. One can never be too careful."

She nodded, sipping the tea, still seeming uneasy. You waited patiently until she felt safe enough to share the reason for her visit, not rushing her in any way. Clearly, it was something very serious and possibly traumatic. In any case, you weren't in a hurry.

"All I say here shall never be heard by others, right?" She finally inquired after a few minutes, still avoiding your gaze.

You smiled assuredly, nodding.

"Of course not. Your troubles are your own. It concerns no other." You studied her with anticipation.

She sighed, covering her face in her hands, surrendering to violent sobs that made her entire body tremble. Your heart ached a bit, and you couldn't avoid feeling sorry for her.

"Allow me to help you, Nancy. What can I do to ease your pain?"

"Are you… are you acquainted with Jonathan Gray?"

You sighed. The Gray lad again, of course. He aimed high this time though, the daughter of the magistrate? What a scandal that would be.

"Many girls that come here have been bringing him up, lately. You seem to be the youngest one yet. Do you wish to tell me what happened?" Even if I already know the answer to that question, you completed mentally.

"My father threw a dinner party a few months ago, to celebrate my engagement with Peter Marcher. Jonathan Gray is one of his closest friends so, naturally, he was invited. My father and him happened to become close with the share of some values in common, so he started to frequent my house a lot more."

She stopped to gather her breath, cleaning her tears with a brisk wipe of her hand.

"One night, last month, my father invited him to stay for the night, since it was already rather late. He came to my chambers in the middle of the night, and… he forced himself onto me. Since then, I haven't got my blood. I'm ruined!" She covered her face again, her voice raising a few tones. "If it was only the… the act, that could be handled. But a child! He ruined me completely. I cannot have this baby, so one of the maids told me about you. I'll pay as much as you require. And the nightmares…” She grasped her head with both hands. “I'm begging you, just help me."

You instinctively held one of her hands, caressing her with tenderness and bringing her comfort. That poor child. Anger boiled in your chest, as an ocean in your veins. Something ought to be done about the Gray lad. You would take care of it.

"Fear not, my sister. You shall not be ruined. We will take care of that. As for Jonathan Gray, he will not be a problem for much longer."

Your tone went darker as you mentioned the lad, turning your back to Nancy as you started to gather some herbs to make her a tea to get rid of her problem.

"Do you have someone you trust to brew these herbs for you? I can deliver you the finished tea, but you would have to come here again to fetch it."

"I can handle it. Coming here once was already difficult. Just tell me what to do."

"Very well." You put the herbs on a glass pot, sealing it tightly. As you gave her the instructions to the tea, she already seemed more hopeful, nodding attentively.

After thanking you profusely, she turned to leave, but stopped on her tracks, avoiding facing you.

"What… What will you do to him? To Jonathan?"

You couldn't help but smile darkly, raising your chin with a dangerous look.

"Do not concern yourself with this matter anymore. All shall be dealt with. Blessed be, sister. Go home safe and in peace." You wished, stepping forward to shut the door, alone once more. A wicked little smile decorated your lips. You knew exactly what to do, even though it was one of the deeds that had been strictly forbidden by Sonja.

You would enter the domains of his dreams and make the nasty man pay for his doings.

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You felt your body light as a feather as you laid on the bed, closing your eyes and concentrating.

"In regna somniorum intrao, Jonathan Gray, somnia tua mea sunt." You repeated the Latin words for in the dream domain I enter, Jonathan Gray, your dreams are mine until you felt your conscience disconnected from your body, a dim image floating on the back of your brain.

You opened your eyes. The smell of wet dirt filled your nostrils, the warm sunlight bathing your skin. You breathed the clean air of the field, listening to the birds chirping happily. Again, rage made your blood boil. That poor girl was getting nightmares every night, and this foul creature was getting the sweetest of dreams. How was that fair?

You turned around to see Jonathan Gray laying down under a tree, no worries at all, staring at the horizon with a pensive look. You came closer, catching his attention with a seductive smile on your face, stopping right in front of him.

"Well, hello there. What is a pretty thing like you doing all alone here? These are dangerous fields, you know" he cooed, a foul, maleficent smile deforming his already unpleasant features.

You swallowed your own disgust, smiling wider.

"I've always bathed in this lake, so you're invading my safe place. But… if you wish so…" you began to untie your vestments, walking towards the water. "You may join me."

His eyes widened and, with a large smile, he started to get undressed.

Once both of you were completely bare, you pulled him by the hand to the warm waters of the dark lake, enjoying how already seduced and under your spell he was. It was perfect. How easy it would be to make sure Jonathan Gray never hurt anyone else.

"What is your name, my beauty?" He inquired, his hands traveling through your torso.

"You may call me that, in fact. My beauty."

"It certainly suits you." He moaned lightly when you licked his earlobe, biting it. "I simply must have you".

You chuckle slightly, holding his shoulders, your nails scratching the light skin.

"Yes? What would you do to make this happen?"

"Anything. Everything. Whatever you wish, my lady, it shall be yours. I'm your man"

"Indeed you are. Alright then, Jonathan. There is something I want. Would you grant me that wish?

You leaned in to lick his earlobe again, but this time, a snake tongue came out of your lips, the hissing noise startling him.

"My lady?" He inquired, pushing you lightly to look at your face, gasping at the sight of your now crimson eyes and sharp teeth.

"Die, Jonathan Gray" you commanded, and his body was pulled underwater even before he could scream, his lungs filling with the now iced water of the lake.

You didn't have time to rejoice in your doing, though. Everything turned black, the cold void swallowing you whole. You gasped as you looked around, trying to control your nerves.

"You dare to enter my realm uninvited?" A voice echoed through your ears, so loud you frowned a bit, holding your head. The energy and power of the being that addressed you made you instantly be aware of your terrible mistake. "You dare to use the Dreaming to your own affairs?"

As a whiplash jolted your body backwards, you felt yourself fall abruptly in your bed, gasping for air. What the hell was that? What happened?

You were not alone. There was a presence in your cottage, something that made your blood freeze in your veins. You raised your head, sitting back on the bed quickly once you realized a tall, dark haired man stared at you a few feet away. There was a raven on his shoulder, and it cawed, paying attention to you.

"Who are you? I demand you tell me your name!" You tried to look less scared and more frightening than you really were, but your voice betrayed you, crackling slightly.

The raven haired man stepped closer, looking, if possible, even more pale and menacing with your question, his eyes glowing in the dark. You realized he had blown all your candles.

"I have an arrangement with your kind, witch" he spit the title as he would do with a curse. His voice was deep, raspy, and you felt as if you'd heard it before, somehow. "The Dreaming is never to be used as a tool for your services, nor should you enter without a proper invitation of its ruler."

A long time ago, Sonja had told you about The Endless, anthropomorphic beings that ruled the domains responsible for the pillars of mankind. She said you were unlikely to ever encounter one of them someday, but they existed, so the witches owed them proper respect.

Big mistake, Y/n. Huge. You've angered the Dream Lord, one of the most powerful of the Endless.

"I understand my infraction, my lord. However, it didn't seem fair that a creature such as Jonathan Gray should have such lovely dreams while six girls from the village suffer with memories and nightmares caused by him." You tried to humble yourself a bit, but failed miserably, your tone getting slightly arrogant.

The Endless' eyes glowed even more, his voice feeling like daggers in your skin. You tried to control your breathing, the waves of power flowing through your chest, tingling your spine.

"Know your place, or I shall remind it to you" he commanded, chin lifting menacingly. "Are you suggesting how I should rule my own realm?

You hesitated, wanting badly to say yes, but aware of the possible consequences to your audacity.

"Lord Morpheus." A calm voice echoed through the cottage, and you saw Sonja cross the gateway, putting a large basket on the table and curtsying with elegance to the king of dreams. "Forgive my protégée. She's young and reckless, and only one of them I’m able to correct. As you know, a cradle witch might be a handful in early years."

"A cradle witch, you say?" He inquired, lifting one of his eyebrows, the most significant facial expression you've seen him display until that moment. "The first in many centuries."

"Indeed. So you understand how crucial she is to my kind, and how erratic they can be. I apologize profoundly for her misdemeanor, and I assure you that will not happen again."

You felt idiotic, as she was talking about a child throwing a tantrum. As if you weren't even there. You felt your temper begin to rise again and, before you could control yourself, you rambled once more.

"Jonathan Gray's been deflowering and violating women for the past months with no punishment, and you expect me to stand still and not defend my sisters in any way I can? Typical of a man, teaming up with your equals, Endless or not…"

You couldn't finish what you were saying, for a hard slap pushed you straight to the floor, blood flowing through your lips. You widen your eyes to Sonja, covering your mouth with your hand. She'd never hit you before.

"Silence, stupid child. Show Lord Morpheus some respect!" She hissed with fury, shocking you. That was the first time she'd ever been hostile.

A low hiss caught your attention, and your familiar, a black venomous snake called Kyrax, crawled up your body, resting on your neck, a silent warning to Sonja and anyone who dared to hurt you.

"It's okay, Kyrax. I'm fine" you assured, getting up with your legs trembling and shame making your cheeks flushed.

"I admire your passion." an unknown voice made you raise your ashamed gaze, staring at the raven. It spoke! It was a she! Her tone was kinder than anyone's there, and she seemed less likely to scold you and understand your side of the story. "However, there are rules that must be followed, Y/n."

You nodded once, raising your eyes only to her.

"I understand…"

"Jessamy."

"Jessamy. I understand, what I did wasn't right. And I apologize profoundly for it. Nevertheless, there's a young girl in pain and having terrible nightmares for the deeds of others, and I promised to help her. That 's all I want."

"I'll trust you to control your disciple in the future, McTavish." Lord Morpheus addressed to Sonja, nodding once to you. "And I hear your plea. Learn to be more humble on your requests, Y/L/N. I do not wish to come back to delegate you a punishment. As I said before, know your place."

You bit your tongue with so much strength so you wouldn't answer impolitely that you just curtsied with your head low, smiling to Jessamy only, receiving a soft caw in return. For a moment, however, you allowed yourself to take a proper look at the Endless face, parting your lips slightly with how beautiful he was. Now that you were staring at him without fear or your nerves striking in, he seemed to have a light of his own, the eyes that had the glow of a thousand stars, the dark, messy hair, the black attire, the albescent, almost marmoreal-like skin, the heart-shaped pink lips. Ethereal.

You realized you were staring for too long and lowered your eyes, a bold smirk in your lips. He seemed to fathom your cheekiness, but no expression ever showed. He simply nodded to you, but you could swear on your life you saw one of the corners of his lips slightly rise.

"Until we meet again, Y/L/N." He said in his deep voice and, before you could reply, he disappeared in a cloud of sand.

You turned to face Sonja, who still looked hopelessly mad.

"In my defense, she was fifteen, Sonja." Kyrax was still curled around your neck, eying Sonja with distrust. "Nancy Plath. You know her. She's a sweet girl."

"You were reckless, arrogant, selfish and childish. I'm very disappointed, Y/n."

"Wow, so many adjectives…"

"Hush now, girl! Do you have any idea of the danger we were in? One must never catch the attention of the Endless, have I not told you this many times?"

"You told me once, I must have forgotten." You replied with sarcasm, leaving the other witch paler with rage. "Sonja, I love you. You took care of me all those years, and I'm grateful. Truly."

You stepped in her direction with a menacing expression and a malicious little smirk.

"But touch me again and it will be the last time you'll have hands. Are we understood?"

Sonja raised her chin in an attempt of looking less preoccupied, but she was just a contract witch. You were a cradle one, much more powerful than she would ever be. You could wipe her from existence with a snap of your pretty fingers.

You turned around, going to your room, feeling very important with your threat.

"You should go out and harvest some chamomile, juniper, thyme… even some belladonna, if you must." She cooed in a condescending tone.

You faced her again, annoyed.

"Whatever for?"

"The nightmares you're about to have. The king of dreams and ruler of nightmares is rarely merciful." She smiled with irony.

You clenched your jaw, raising your chin with arrogance before leaving for your room. You wondered if she was right, though. For precaution, you made some spells for a nice night of sleep and drank some of the last remains of the lavender tea, laying down with expectations.

You didn't know about nightmares, but part of you were eager to see the dream lord again.

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fieldofdaisiies · 1 year

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Hi ! Can u write a fic of Rhys x reader where u were his soon to be wife before amarantha, but after you saw Rhys 50 years later he was happy with feyre and u confront him about it. Also can you make her and Nesta besties? I feel like it would add on more...

Suuure, thank you for requesting <33 I am not 100% happy with how it turned out, still I really hope you like it.

Rhysand x Reader | I Never Meant to Hurt You

type: angst warnings: some swear words word count: 1698

I actually don’t hate Rhys and Feyre but the mc is a little bit angry and devastated in this one sooo sorry for the Rhys and Feyre bashing.

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You had become friends with Nesta since she had started recruiting priestesses from the library for her Valkyries and later started asking around in the of Velaris and on the outskirts of said city where you lived. You had immediately gotten along so very well with her, the only issue was that Nesta did not know that her brother-in-law once used to be your lover—your soon-to-be husband. He once used to be your whole entire world, the love of your life. After his return from Amarantha and his mating bond acceptance Rhysand had not once visited you. You did not blame him, you had parted ways before, still you would have found it nice if he had shown up once. You knew it wasn’t easy for him, but so it wasn't for you. You thought about telling Nesta but the time hadn’t been right yet. You hadn’t immediately known when you met her that she was Rhysand’s sister-in-law. You had only found out a few months into the training.

And now you stood here, on the training pitch, staring at the back of the High Lord’s head while your world slowly started to shatter.

He as laughing loudly, his one arm wrapped around his mate, his other hand holding a little baby. A baby you had always dreamed of having with him.

Small pieces broke of your heart, dropping low into your belly while your throat went dry. It felt like every wound that had been caused back then when Rhysand was taken captive was ripped open again. It felt like someone put a sword of burning iron right into your chest, slowly tearing it open and piercing through your heart. You had thought you had gotten over him, thought that you could live with the thought of never having him in your life again, but that was before you had seen him.

Now every memory you had shared with him, all the laughter, the chats and many more things crept into your brain and sank their claws into your skin like vipers.

You shuddered, throat fully dry by then when tears slowly started to climb into your eyes.

“Y/N!” you suddenly heard Nesta shout and when you lifted your gaze you were met with the Valkyrie general who was happily waving her hand at you.

Your shoulders caved in, swallowing thickly when you weakly returned the gesture. Nesta wasn’t the only one looking at you—no the High Lord and Lady of the Night Court had turned around as well. While Feyre Cursebreaker was simply examining you, the High Lord of Night looked like he had seen a ghost. HIs eyes were wide open, his lips slightly parted and his skin paler than ever before.

You shifted your gaze, meeting his, locking. For a long moment you simply stared at each other.

I thought I never see you again. A soft brush against your mental shields followed and you felt like throwing up.

“If you really mean it say it out loud, Rhysand,” you spoke with disgust in your voice, slowly shaking your head. Feyre’s eyes moved from you to her mate and back to you.

You watched Rhys’s throat work on a swallow but before he could speak up Feyre said, “You know each other?”

“We did, yes.” “Apperently he thought he would never see me again,” you murmured and walked closer to the High Lady and Lord of Night alongside Nesta. Nesta looked more than surprised, eyes wide open and her features displaying nothing but irritation and confusion.

“Since when—Did you befriend—?” “I only found out a few weeks ago that you are sister, Nesta. I am sorry, I should have told you, but I didn’t know how,” you breathed when you walked closer to your friend and kept some fine distance between Rhys and his mate.

“How do you know each other?” Feyre asked, voice somehow shaky. She was still looking between you and her mate, totally ignoring your and Nesta's conversation. She took the baby from Rhysand’s arm and your heart cracked fully open. The small boy looked just like his father, happily sucking on his thumb.

“We used to be—“ “Friends,” Rhysand said quickly and gave his head a little shake. You furrowed your brows.

“Yes, friends. Apperently friends sleep together, share kisses and are engaged.” Rolling your eyes you heard Nesta gasp loudly beside you.

“What?” Feyre breathlessly expressed and now only stared at her mate.

“That was long ago,” Rhysand tried to explain, his hand moving to his mate’s arm.

“Long ago? It was before Amarantha. You were gone from one day to the other and when you returned—“ “She held me captive. She made me her…whore.” “Yes and apperently I you made me your whore, Rhysand!” you spat, the anger that had built up over the years where you had known that he had found a mate and not once cared about you rising to the surface.

“That is not true, what we had—“ “Oh shut up, just a few minutes ago you called what we had a friendship.”

I did not mean it, I did not want to make Feyre feel uneasy.

Stop speaking to me in my mind.

“What the fuck, Rhys?” Nesta expressed, snapping back to reality now that realisation had fully settled in. Rhys shook his head at his sister-in-law.

“As I said, it was long ago. I do regret many of my decisions, but we had parted ways before Amarantha had taken me. After my return I simply…I couldn’t bring myself to speak to you, Y/N,” Rhys carefully said, his voice breathy and barely above a whisper.

“You did not check on me once. We were engaged Rhys and I had to find out that you found your mate through the population of the Night Court. You could have told me!” “You should have told her!” Nesta said loudly next to you, her hand wrapping around your arm.

It wasn’t like your life had been to easy in those past years. Nesta knew a lot about it—knew how broken you were, how your trauma still haunted you but she had never known the exact reason for it. Now she did. Now all the hurt, the pain and the crying started to make sense. It started to make sense that you broke down after she had told you who her sister was. You had blamed it on the weather, saying it was too hot outside and you had felt dizzy. Now she knew that that hadn’t been the reason.

“I am sorry for hurting you,” Rhysand said and once again looked from you to Feyre.

“Can we have a few minutes, please. I think it should just be you and I who talk. And if you don’t want me to speak to you mind-to-mind we have to do it like this.”

Feyre only reluctantly agreed, but it was her sister who hardly let go off your arm. You had to assure her at least ten times it would be fine and so she finally agreed to it, telling you that she would be there for you whenever you needed her.

And now you sat here, next to Rhysand, on a bench, staring out over Velaris.

“I never meant to hurt you,” Rhysand said.

A tear rolled out of your eye. “But you did.”

“I know.”

“You love her?” “More than my own life,” Rhysand whispered. A sob left you.

“I understand that. I understand that you love her. That you chose her. I am happy for you and I think I will get over what we had one day, but you should have told me. You should not have kept me waiting only for to have to find out that never would be an us again.”

You heard Rhysand swallow, his hand moving over yours squeezing.

“I regret this every day of my life. I know that words cannot make up for the pain I brought upon you, but you have to know that I am not proud of this decision, that I regret it, that I hate myself for it.” You swallowed audibly and wiped the back of your hand over your cheek. “I am sorry for what happened to you Under the Mountain. I had no idea,” you finally said after a few moments of silence.

Rhysand breathed out some air through his nose, his gaze moving to you. “My love for you had been true. Before finding my mate I had not love another person like I had loved you.”

You smiled weakly and drew in a shaky breath. “Is it alright if I keep training with Nesta?” “Of course. I love that you train with her. And before you ask, yes, Feyre will also be alright with it. “Alright,” your voice was only a whisper, your throat burning too much to speak loudly. You sat on the rooftop a few minutes longer, letting silence wrap around you, no one spoke, the only sound was the rustling of leaves, before you were joined by Nesta and Feyre once again. Rhysand and you parted ways—you went with Nesta whom you had to do a lot of explaining to, who dried your tears and who listened to everything you said. Rhysand went with Feyre, apologising once again. Feyre said nothing, but you knew that Rhysand had to do equally as much explaining to his mate as you to Nesta.

You knew he never had meant to hurt you, but he did. And it would definitely take a lot more time to fully heal, to find closure. But now that you had spoken, closure seemed more possible. Seemed realistic and somehow easier.

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everything is going to be alright ~ machine gun kelly

word count: 1698

request?: yes!

"Hi! I have a request for machine gun Kelly? So I have to get a biopsy done on my breast and I was wondering if you could write something based off that? Maybe we’re he goes with her and comforts her through it? Thanks! Love your work❤️"

description: in which she's very nervous about a procedure she has to get done, and he refuses to leave her side the entire time

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing, talks of cancer, medical procedures (i don't know too much about a biospy so i won't go into details but the warning is still there)

masterlist (one, two)

My legs were bobbing anxiously as I waited to be called in for my appointment. Usually I wasn’t that nervous for doctor’s appointments, but usually my doctor’s appointments were just routine check ups. This one was much more serious than that.

I had found a lump on my breast. A small limp, but a lump none the less. My usual doctor told me to go get a biopsy done to see if there was anything to the lump. I didn’t know much about biopsies, so I decided to Google it, which of course was an awful idea. So now, not only was I afraid of the results of the biopsy, but also of the biopsy itself.

Colson reached over and put a hand on my leg, trying to steady it. When that didn’t work, he moved to hold my hand instead.

“Babe, you have to stop worrying,” he said. “You’re going to be okay.”

“Do you know what side effects I could have from a biopsy?” I asked. “Besides whatever bad results I’ll likely get from it.”

“You aren’t guaranteed bad results.”

“What else could be causing this lump? You don’t just get lumps for good reasons. It’s just bad but not awful and fatally bad. There’s no good.”

My voice was raising a little too loud and was attracting the attention of the other people in the waiting room. Colson squeezed my hand, bringing my attention to him. Looking up into his sky blue eyes calmed me down just a little.

“It’s going to be okay,” he assured me. “You’re going to be okay.”

I sighed and leaned against his shoulder. His familiar scent and the welcoming warmth of his body was the only thing keeping me from crying.

When my name was called my heart leapt to my throat. Colson looked at me and patted the hand he was still holding.

“I’ll be right here when you’re finished,” he assured me.

I nodded and stood. My legs felt like jelly, but I forced myself to follow the doctor. I glanced back at Colson one more time before the door closed and cut us off.

~~~~~~

I was grateful to have Colson there when I left my biopsy because I was in quite a bit of pain. I needed someone to take my mind off of it as we drove home.

I knew I wouldn’t get the test results back immediately, but that didn’t make the wait any less nerve wracking. Every time my phone rang I’d jump to answer it, hoping it was the doctor. Every time, I got the same, disappointing results.

I was laid in bed a few days after the appointment, just staring at the ceiling. I was willing the phone to ring, but of course nothing happened. All sorts of possibilities were running through my head when Colson entered the room and laid down next to me. I instinctively rolled into his arms, seeking the familiar comfort he had been giving me the past few days.

“Everything is going to be alright babe,” he said as he kissed the top of my head. “You’ll be okay.”

“What if it’s taking so long because they found something?” I mumbled into his chest.

“Or what if it’s because they found nothing so it’s not urgent right now?”

I shook my head. “There’s no way that’s it. If it were nothing they would’ve called. They probably found something and now they’re trying to identify it.”

“(Y/N),” he said, his voice soft, “you’re just scaring yourself. It doesn’t have to be something bad. It could be something easily treatable, or it could be nothing at all. Sitting around and worrying about it isn’t going to help either.”

I shook my head again, feeling a lump form in my throat. “Because I don’t want to get my hopes up that it’s nothing and find out that it’s something serious.”

My voice shook as I spoke. Colson engulfed me in his embrace, putting one hand on the back of my head and burying my head in his chest. It was then that I finally broke and began to sob. All the fear inside of me was just too much to contain and I needed to let it all out.

Colson just held me while I cried, stroking my hair and kissing my head every so often. He didn’t speak because he knew I didn’t need words of affirmation at that moment. All I needed was him.

When I was finally able to regain myself enough, I pulled my head away so I could speak.

“I’m terrified of whatever treatments I’d have to get,” I admitted. “My aunt had breast cancer, I saw what she had to go through. She beat it, but she looked like death while she did. She pretended like she was fine but all of us knew she wasn’t. I don’t want that to be me. I don’t want to have to go through a treatment that’ll make me sick as a dog and make me feel like death. I don’t wanna have to get surgeries that’ll take my boobs off and hope that’s enough to actually help.” I couldn’t look at him as I added, “I don’t want you to have to watch me go through all of that.”

“If anything happens, or if anything needs to happen, you know I’ll be there by your side through everything. It’ll be tough to watch you get sick, but I’ll be there for you no matter what.”

I didn’t say anything. I just rested my head against his chest again. I took in the moment, remembering how it felt to be there with him in case something were to happen when I finally received that phone call.

“It’ll be tough,” I finally said after some silence. “To be with me, I mean. Not everyone can go through that. Not everyone can watch the person they love slowly become someone else.”

“(Y/N), do you think I’d abandon you because you’re sick and trying to get help?” When I didn’t say anything, Colson shifted me so he could look at my face. “You really think I would do that?”

“No,” I said, my voice small. “I know you’d want to stay by me. I’m just saying it’s hard to have things change like that. It’s easy to want to be there for someone, but it’s not as easy to actually be there.”

Colson cupped my face and pulled me in for a kiss. It was enough to push every worry I had at that moment out of my mind. All I could think about was how much I loved this man and how I wanted to lay like this with him forever.

“I am going to be there,” he said. “I’ll be with you through everything. I’ll be by your side for every test, every treatment, every surgery you have to go through. I will never leave you while you’re in need. And I’ll be by your side when you kick the ass of whatever caused that lump in your breast.”

Tears welled up in my eyes again, but this time they were happy tears. I tackled Colson with a hug, causing him to laugh and squeeze me slightly. I kissed him passionately, wanting this moment to never end.

However, the ringing of my phone ended the moment.

I bounced up quickly to grab it from the nightstand. The caller ID read that the call was coming from the hospital where I had had my biopsy. My heart started to race as I looked over my shoulder and showed my screen to Colson. He looked at it then back up at me. I took a deep breath to try and calm my nerves as I answered.

“H-Hello?” I said.

“Hello, this is Dr. White calling from the (hospital name cause idk). I’m looking for (Y/F/N)?”

“This is she.”

“Hi, (Y/N). I’m calling with the results of your biopsy.”

It felt like time stood still. I knew he didn’t actually pause for long, in fact he immediately told me what the results were, but to me that split second between words felt like a lifetime. My hands were shaking so much I was shocked I could even hold the phone to my ear.

“All the results came back negative. It doesn’t seem like there’s anything to worry about causing that lump.”

A sob escaped my lips and I quickly clapped a hand over my mouth. I was sure Dr. White had heard me, but I didn’t really care. I was just relieved. Colson sat up and put a hand on my shoulder, a concerned look on his face. I wanted to tell him the good news, but Dr. White kept talking.

“It may just be some fatty tissue that has grown in your breast. We suggest you keep an eye on it. If it gets bigger, becomes painful, or if it just doesn’t go away within a few weeks time, book another appointment for another biopsy just to check.”

“Okay. Yes, okay, I will. Thank you so much doctor.”

When I hung up I immediately tackled Colson with another hug.

“The tests came back negative!” I exclaimed. “There’s nothing wrong! He said it may just be some tissues in my boob or something! Oh my God, Colson, I’m okay!”

Colson held me tightly. I felt his chest shake slightly and heard him sniff. When I looked up at him, I saw he was crying, too.

“I was worried,” he admitted. “I was so scared for you, and it hurt to see how upset you were.”

I cupped his face and gave him another kiss. “I’m going to be okay.”

“I know, I’ve been saying that since the start.”

I giggled and playfully stuck my tongue out at him. With that weight off of my shoulders, I got up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom.

“I’m gonna go shower, then I say we do something to celebrate,” I told him. “I think wine, a movie, maybe some weed, then you take me to bed.”

Colson smiled. “I like the sound of that.”

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biisexualemma · 3 years

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drunken night. klaus mikaelson

word count: 1698

warnings: none just a bit of swearing

requested: no something i wrote ageees ago

plot: your night is spoiled and klaus comes to the rescue

a/n: something different? let me know if you like or not oop— i have many more. also some kol imagines and bucky / peter p / marvel imagines i could post??? dunno lemme know whatcha think i’m nervous

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“oh, hey klaus," your eyes shifted around the compound when you stumbled across the wrong mikaelson brother. you'd been looking for your best friend, kol, you were supposed to go out drinking tonight. you'd had a particularly lousy week at work, and you were certainly ready to start the weekend off right by getting absolutely drunk out of your mind. and kol was the perfect person to do this with. "is kol around?"

klaus' eyes shifted from the book in his hands to you when you entered the compound. you wore your hair down which you didn't do often, and dressed up just a little more than usual. klaus couldn't keep his eyes off you, you didn't notice as you were preoccupied with kol's whereabouts.

"can't say i've seen him, love," you nodded. pulling your phone out your back pocket you began to dial kol's number when a message popped up. it was from kol.

i'm caught up with something. rain-check?

you huffed when you saw the message. you understood but it was still annoying. you really needed this night out. you just responded with a quick no prob. see you later. before shutting off your phone.

"kol?" klaus raised an eyebrow when he heard your phone ding, followed by your sigh. you nodded.

"he's cancelling on me," you frowned slightly, looking up to see the hybrid was watching you with a smile. you ignored it, he always wore a smirk on his face. he was always amused, or ready to tease you about something, it was in his nature.

"he's always been a bit flaky, that brother of mine," he shrugged, putting his bookmark in between the page he was on and put it down. his full attention was on you now. "what did you have planned?"

you trudged over to where klaus was sitting, and plonked yourself next to him like a child throwing a strop. klaus smirked in amusement. he always had a bit of a soft spot for you, not that he'd ever tell a living soul. but ever since you became friends with kol a couple years ago, klaus had his eye on you. he always made an effort to talk to you when you weren't preoccupied with his brother. he liked the way you smiled when he spoke to you. you were kind and inviting, and funny. but you held your ground, and defended yourself and the people you loved fiercely. he just felt better when you were around.

"we were supposed to go out drinking," you wore a slight pout. you were always oblivious to the way klaus behaved around you. you thought he was handsome, no doubt, and his accent always made you feel a little weak, but he was kol's brother. and he had a reputation, so you never went there. you just figured he was nice to you because he had to be. kol was very protective over you, he wouldn't stand for klaus, or any of his siblings, being rude to you. "and boy do i need a drink."

you rested, ready to up and leave after you spent a moment being angry with kol so you could move on from it. you just needed to get it out your system quickly and then you could go home and mope about it. "you know, i work hard at my job," suddenly you found yourself unloading everything on klaus. "and do i get any recognition? does my hard work pay off?" you couldn't stop now you'd started. klaus was the next best thing to kol, and he wasn't complaining yet so you kept going. "no! you know what i get? a big fat load of nothing.”

"and then i think— you know what— screw them. what do i care? i can spend the night getting drunk, forgetting about my shitty job and my shitty coworkers, and my shitty boss. but what happens?—"

"kol dumps you," klaus intervened.

"kol dumps me!" you repeated. you huffed, sinking back into the seat.

"you really should find better company than my brother, he's always been a bit of a letdown," klaus shrugged, teasing in hopes to ease the tension you were feeling. instead, you slapped his chest, giving him a look that made him think that was the wrong thing to say.

"he's your brother, and my best friend, don't be mean," klaus stifled a laugh and nodded his head. he didn't dare argue with you, you were on a roll. you could easily rip into him and he didn't want to hear it right now. "anyway," your attention moved away from klaus again and you sighed, your shoulders slumping. "point is, i'm sick of people."

he smiled, nodding again. "welcome to my world, love."

you glanced at him for a second. you always liked when he would use that nickname with you, it made you feel a little bit nervous. he was this big, scary hybrid, that so many people feared. but he would sit with you and let you rant about work, tease you and call you love. it was almost comforting. you liked klaus, despite what anyone said. which worried you.

"i should go," your eyebrows furrowed the longer you lingered. "sorry for unloading all that on you," you let out an uncomfortable laugh, realising you'd been sitting hear talking his ear off whilst he was being so polite and taking it all in. you stood up, making your way towards the door. "see you around, klaus."

as you turned to leave through the front gates, you found klaus now standing in front of you. you jolted backwards, caught off guard by his fast movements.

"stay and have a drink with me," klaus proposed. you furrowed your brows again, taken aback.

"i think i should probably go home.”

"come on love, you made it pretty clear what you needed is a stiff drink and some company. and here i am, offering you both," the smirk on his lips was enough to entice anybody. you couldn't resit accepting him.

you were quiet for a moment. klaus shook his head. "i'm not all bad, promise."

"ok, fine."

hours later and you were absolutely rotten drunk. your words slurred, your eyes stung, and you laughed at anything that klaus said at this point. but you were enjoying yourself. klaus turned out to be pretty good company after all. his tolerance was obviously much than yours, so he watched in amusement as you got more and more intoxicated as the night went on. he was just glad you were feeling better.

"i hope you told him where to shove it," klaus responded to your story about this man that had cat called you on your walk to the compound earlier.

you rolled your eyes, wearing a soft smile. "of course i did. i'm not completely helpless," you were lying down on the couch, klaus sat on the chair next to you, watching you stare at the ceiling and occasionally stealing glances at him. he only found himself growing more and more fond of you, the more time he spent with you. you let out a content sigh, your eyes drooping slightly the longer you lay flat on your back staring up at the ceiling. you were growing tired, it was pretty late now. "you're not as mean as people say you are, klaus," you mumbled quietly, your eyes glancing upwards to where he sat watching you with a drink in his hand. "in—in fact, you're perfectly nice," you hiccuped.

"well, if i was this nice to everyone, i wouldn't have much of a reputation, now, would i?" his quirked his eyebrow and sipped his drink. you sat up, turning around so you could face him.

"huh, i guess," you hummed as you thought about it. he was right. but why you? "you know, when we first met, before i knew who you were, i thought you were pretty hot," you chuckled, holding your stomach as it began to feel unsettled. you weren't thinking about anything that was coming out of your mouth at this point.

"before you knew who i was?" he frowned for a split second, you always didn't catch the expression.

"yeah, before i knew you were kol's brother," you shrugged. "kol's like a brother to me and i couldn't go around crushing on my brothers brothers— brothers best friend?— best—best friends brother? yep. that's the one," you smiled, your eyes fluttering. it didn't occur to you that you were admitting this all to klaus.

"crushing?" klaus teased. he knew you were drunk, but he also knew you'd never have the confidence to say any of this to his face sober. so he was revelling in it a bit. "you crushed on me?"

you pointed a finger at him, wearing a smile. "don't make fun of me."

"i'm not," he shook his head, still wearing a soft smirk. "but you do need to get to bed i think, come on," he held out his hand, helping you onto your feet. as you stood up you felt the blood rush your head. klaus clutched onto your arms as you wobbled. "yep. bed time for you, love."

you didn't argue. you allowed klaus to guide you up the stairs, carefully, one step as a time. his arm wrapped around your waist, and you clutched onto both his arms tightly. he guided you to the guest room where you'd spent many drunken nights, after nights like this with kol.

"i got it from here," you turned to face klaus, his hand lingering on your waist as you now stood face to face. you swayed forwards, grabbing his forearm. you wore a soft smile, your face inches apart and you couldn't stop yourself. you leaned closer, pressing your lips to his. his lips moved against you, pushing you backwards until your back hit the doorframe and he pulled away. his hands on your hips and yours just touching his chest. you let out a smile. your faces still pretty close together. "don't tell kol i did that."

klaus mimicked your smile. "i won't tell if you don't."

did klaus like you back?

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redhoodssweetheart · 3 years

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Redhoodssweetheart’s 1.7K Writing Challenge!

Hello everyone! I reached 1.7K last night and then this morning I was back down to 1698. But I thought “what the hell?” so I’m posting it anyway. I’ve been wanting to host a writing challenge for a few months now and I was going to wait but when I hit 1.7K I thought what better excuse than to celebrate!

So here are the rules:

Three people per prompt, and you can choose up to three prompts to write for. Please tell me what characters you will be writing for as well.

Please make sure you check the list before requesting to make sure it’s still not full or already taken for a character you wish to write for.

You may do smut but please tag appropriately. No incest, rape, homophobia, racism, pedophilia.

A few of the songs are listed as Explicit. They are meant for 18+ writers only. Please don’t write anything 18+ if you yourself are not 18+.

You do not have to be following me to enter.

This is also optional but please reblog so more people can see and possibly enter the challenge!

You can do multiple parts and please tag me in at least the first chapter. And please use the hashtag: Redhoodssweethearts1.7KWritingChallenge.

You can send me an ask or a private message to request your prompt(s), but please don’t comment on this post to request.

It starts today (July 2nd) and you have until August 31st to post your story. If for some reason you can’t complete it (I understand life can sometimes smack you upside the head unexpectedly) please let me know. If you would like an extension I will grant it, but please let me know how long you need.

You can write for either MARVEL or DC, and the stories don’t need to be reader inserts, you could write about Dick x Kory or Natasha x Steve. Or they can be purely platonic.

If you have questions please send me an ask and I will clarify anything you need me too.

Have fun!

PROMPTS:

AUs:

High School: batarella (Tim Drake)

College: internalsealpanic (Damian Wayne)

Alpha/Beta/Omega

Fairytale: howlingwolfqueen (Bruce Wayne), sailorsophiee (Bruce Wayne)

Mythology: jia-ren7 (Dick Grayson)

Coffee Shop: internalsealpanic (Dick Grayson)

Flower Shop: sailorsophiee (Bruce Wayne)

Tattoo Shop

Soulmate

Historical: littleredwing89 (Slade Wilson and Jason Todd)

Hanahaki: butterysalt (Steve Rogers)

Supernatural/Paranormal

Neighbors: unmotivatedwrit3r (Jason Todd)

Scenarios:

Enemies to lovers: brightjimini (Jason Todd)

Friends to lovers: magicalbeanie (Duke Thomas)

Lovers to enemies

Accidental love confession: foenixphire (Jason Todd)

Fake Dating: pricetagofficial (Duke Thomas)

Masquerade ball: brightjimini (Jason Todd)

Secret lovers

Opposites attract

Dating App

Character A dying in Character B’s arms

Prank War: pricetagoffical (Kon)

Phone Swap

Quotes:

“Behave.” “*Innocently* I always behave.”: internalsealpanic (Clark Kent)

“I’m only doing that when Hell freezes over.”

“Go to hell!” “Already been, it was too hot.”

“Make me.”

“Get in the blanket fort *insert character here*! We’re reliving our childhood tonight.”: foenixphire (Jason Todd)

“Did you kill someone?!” “Not intentionally....”: bamboozled-corvid (Damian Wayne)

“Give me five minutes to come up with a good excuse to get us out of this.”

“You’re going to give me grey hair if you keep this up.”

“I swear to all that is good and pure in this world if you wake me up this early again they will never find your body.”

“It’s just a little bullet wound.” “Little bullet wound?! You’re bleeding out on my couch!”: pricetagofficial (Roy Harper)

“Give me one good reason why I should trust you?” “Because I have never lied to you.”: butterysalt (Bucky Barnes)

“I’m in love with an idiot.”: jia-ren7 (Dick Grayson)

Songs:

Mayores ~ Becky G (Explicit, 18+)

Butter ~ BTS

OHMAMI ~ Chase Atlantic (Explicit, 18+)

La Vie En Rose ~ Edith Piaf: bamboozled-corvid (Damian Wayne)

Unthinkable ~ Cloudy June (Explicit 18+)

What a Man Gotta Do? ~ Jonas Brothers

Middle of the Night ~ Monsta X

Never Enough ~ Loren Allred

Float ~ Eric Nam

Nerves ~ DPR Ian

Voulez Vous ~ Mamma Mia! Cast Version

We Belong ~ Dove Cameron (Explicit 18+)

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sashi-ya · 3 years

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Bro I been waiting for this MAY I PLS GET A ONE PIECE LUFFY AND SANJI THE READER BEING DOM, WE DOING ASS PLAY, RIMMING, EDGING, PEGGING, RIMMING, WITH TOYS, PLUGS ,VIBRATORS, AND, STRAPONS WITH LEASHES AND OVERSIMULATION I NEED THIS pls for the love of god I’m on my knees

My dear anon! Of course! It's my first time writing for Luffy as a sub, and some LuSan content so I hope I'm able to make it enjoyable despite being my first time! ♥ Thank u for your request! ♥ ~

🔥⚠ NSFW ~ Sub! Monkey D. Luffy x Sanji x Dom! F! Reader ~ The Foxy & The Monkey

TW: Dom! Fem! Reader. Sub! Sanji, Sub! Luffy. Ass play, rimming, edging, pegging, vibrators, leashes. LuSan action. DP.

WC: 1698

“Both of you, strip. Now.” you command. The blond cook and the gum gum boy obey right away. Fair and tanned skin shines under the sun over the deck of the Thousand Sunny Go. Everybody else has left, and it's the perfect time to play a little with your subs.

You notice the blonde bleeding from his nose. “Sanji, how many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that?” you repress the poor man. “I’m sorry, my Goddess” he apologizes, looking at the ground, rubbing his hands together in between his legs. “Luffy, clean Sanji” you order, and the straw-hat boy follows your order. He uses his tongue to lick Sanji’s lips off the little trail of blood.

“Good boy, now come here. Crawling” you command. The gum gum boy slides on all four to your side, he hugs your leg and purrs. You pat his head. “Let me put you this” you tell him and clip a collar with its leash. Luffy smiles, pleased with the idea of wearing the choker as a little puppy. “Sanji, you too. Come here”. The cook comes right away, you tuck his blond bangs behind his ears and put on the little collar. “Pretty boy, look at those blue eyes…” you praise him, bending to kiss his pointy nose.

You pull from his leashes in order to take them inside, they look so precious crawling completely naked and submitted to you…

Sanji kneels on the girl's big bed, Luffy too. “I want you to kiss while I prepare the little surprises I got for you two, my lovely subs” you tell them, and Luffy leads the way. It’s the first time you ask them to kiss. Sanji completely blushed at first shows himself reluctant to accept he is dying to kiss his captain. But Luffy, driven by pure lust, pounces into the blonde, and slowly he lets himself go into the pleasures of a sweet, steamy making out session.

“Good boys! ♥ ~”

While you look at such a lovely and enticing spectacle you drizzle some lube over two metallic plugs with fluffy tails. “The little monkey and the little foxy” you smirk as you approach the already hard, turned-on men in front of you. “Look what Mistress got you” you tell them, moving the tails side to side.

“Thank you, Mistress,” both say in unison. “You are welcome, now turn around for me” you command, and they do, obediently and quickly. Luffy seems to be the most excited, he relaxes so fast. Sanji, on the other side, trembles and tenses himself up. “Sanji, baby… relax! You love this, don’t you? It’s ok to be free here, ok?” you calm him, while softly patting his fair skinned buttocks. “Mhh y-yes, Mistress” he mumbles. The poor blonde still has some problems accepting the fact he likes both men and women, but most important, to be dominated and railed like you do.

“Let me help you out” you tell him, aware that forcing the plug inside his entrance would be bad for him. A string of your saliva falls over his ass, it slides deliciously making the blond to squirm and clench to the bed sheets. Your index plays up and down, still not penetrating him. His little moans are a melody to your ears. “Luffy, baby. Let Sanji use his mouth with you” you tell the gum gum boy. Luffy stands up, and happily kneels in front of the blonde, he has his sex on his hand and offers it to Sanji’s mouth.

The blond licks the tip first, and then the whole shaft. And as he chokes with Luffy’s dick, your tongue attacks his rear entrance, you rim him so wet, around, up, and down. Your hands playing with his hairless balls and the base of his dick. Sanji’s legs turn weaker as you keep stimulating his slowly dilating anus.

And when you notice it is enough for you to stick the plug in, you stop. The poor boy moans, desperately, muffled by Luffy’s dick. “I know I know; you were about to cum, right?”. “Uhum” he nods, the tip of Luffy's member making his cheek stretch. “Oh, I’m so sorry, but listen let me put you this and then I’ll make both of you cum” you tell him, and before he could notice the plug slides inside, painless, and perfect. He feels so full, his back arches, his ass lifts up. “Good boy!! My little fox!” you congratulate the blonde.

“Luffy, my jumpy monkey, come here dear” you command, and he comes right away. You snatch his face and place a sweet kiss on his lips. “Why don’t you use this precious mouth with your mistress?” you tell him as you squeeze his cheeks. He smiles so sexily and kneels on the ground. You put your right leg over the bed letting Luffy enough space to reach your sex while pulling from his leash. He devours your sex so perfectly and desperately it is a little difficult for you to keep composure.

Meanwhile, Sanji is sitting on his knees over the bed waiting for any order. Again, a little drop of blood falls from his nose. “Come here, little foxy” you call him with a beckoning finger. He comes all so shy, yet so hard, with a throbbing member dripping and about to explode. You kiss him, invading his mouth so violently. He melts into your kisses and muffles your moans from the intense oral action Luffy is giving you. The blonde chef attacks your nipples, while sometimes Luffy does the same with his member. And because you can’t take it anymore, climax hits you. You come pulling from Luffy’s hair, while doing the same to the golden locks of Sanji. “Ah good boys, good, very good boys” you sigh and while coming back to normal you ask them to lay on bed and wait for you.

While you prepare the next <utensils>, you peek at them touching each other’s sexes. “Hey! no touchies!” you reprimand them. “I think you two have been edged enough already, right? You really need a good release” you tell them, showing two little wands vibrating on your hand.

Both of them widen their eyes, Luffy still relishes on the taste of your arousal fluids while Sanji turns even red. You come closer to them, both lying on their back, legs spread. Luffy’s tanned leg crossed over Sanji’s milky thigh. You kneel in front of them and place each vibrator on their sexes. They squirm at the instant touch, Luffy grunts, Sanji moans.

“Do you like this?” you ask, pouting, moving up and down the wands. They nod frenetically, and you lubricate the toys with the precum on their glands.

Little by little you increase the intensity of the vibrations, and the boys clench their jaws and eyes. And because your perversity has no limits, you propose a game; “Whoever comes last will be double penetrated”. Your subs smile in between panting. “I want you to hold each other’s wand, though”. So, Sanji takes the wand over Luffy’s sex, and Luffy the one on Sanji’s. They move the vibrators in order to make the other cum first. And you really need your hands free for what you are about to do.

While they arch their backs, being stimulated to the verge of climax, you pull slowly from their fluffy tails. Their toes curl, Sanji screams, Luffy moans. An image worth remembering on the back of your mind forever. “Aaaand out they go” you say, while violently pulling the plugs off their asses.

“Mistress…” Luffy moans, cumming all over Sanji’s hand, sweet release dripping into his thighs and bed. Sanji follows a few seconds later, maybe even more turned on by the warm seed of his friend all over his hand. “I think the one that will have his ass first wrecked will be our lovely foxy…” you purr, while caressing Sanji’s cheek.

You stand up and put your strap on, lubricating the dildo real good. Luffy recovers pretty quickly, while Sanji still pants in bed. You flop next to him, and whisper “Come on, little blondie… sit on your Mistress cock”. He nods, still with an accelerated breathing and straddles his hips over you, you spread a little more lube on his really dilated entrance, and he slowly but steadily sits on. The blonde moans as the dildo penetrates him deep. “Good boy” you whisper, as your fingers bury on his small waist. You help him move up and down, while Luffy jerks off looking at the cook’s needy face.

“Come here Lu, you too” you call him and while he approaches the bed, you pull from Sanji’s leash so his back falls over your chest. “Now, Luffy would fuck your ass too, you know?” you tell him and bite the shell of his ear. He nods and whines but is not able to say anything besides some babbling. You stretch your arm to grab the little bottle of lube and drizzle a little on Sanji’s member. The liquid slides around the base of his dick and gets to his ass. Luffy aligns his sex to the already filled entrance of his blonde friend, and little by little slides in.

You move your hips softly to leave Luffy some room to move as he only knows how to, inside the chef. Sanji’s feet over your thighs so he can be more spread to receive the violent thrusts of his captain, his head thrown back, his eyes white. You kiss his side cheek and whisper how he is such a good sub. The gum gum boy sometimes bends forward and alternates kisses in between Sanji’s and your mouth.

You are able to cum just by the amazing image of having them enjoying themselves like this, while your two subs come too. Sanji’s cum floods his belly button and drips to the sides of his abs, Luffy filling the man with warm seed.

The three of you are exhausted, yet ready for a second round… this time, you will be the one who will be double penetrated… ♥ ~

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The Ladies ♔ Clanswomen → Jean Cameron of Glendessary (c. 1698 - 1772)

Jean Cameron of Glendessary was the daughter of Allan Cameron of Glendessary (who had previously been involved in the 1715 Jacobite rising) and his wife Christian Cameron (the daughter of Sir Ewen Cameron of Lochiel XVII Chief, who fought alongside the royalists during the English Civil War). The Camerons of Glendessary held land in Morvern and were a junior branch of the family of Lochiel, hereditary chiefs of Clan Cameron. Few details of Jean’s life can be established; she is said to have married an Irish army officer called O'Neill, but was either widowed or (in some accounts) due to his ‘brutal’ treatment divorced him, returned to Scotland, and was given back her maiden name. In 1744 Jean’s two brothers went abroad, appointing her factor of the family estates. As tacksmen, holding a lease from the clan chief, the family had an obligation to raise their sub-tenants for military service at the chief's request: when in August 1745 Donald Cameron of Lochiel XIX Chief committed to supporting Charles Edward Stuart, the Camerons of Glendessary were required to follow. Jean led the Camerons of Sunart to the Raising of the Clans at Glenfinnan on 19 August 1745. She also subsequently attended the Jacobite court in Edinburgh, but took little further part in the rebellion.

Aeneas MacDonald, who had been present at Glenfinnan, described her as a "widow, nearer fifty than forty, a genteel, well-looked handsome woman, with a pair of pretty eyes, and hair as black as jet. She is of a very sprightly genius and is very agreeable in conversation.” In a letter dated 22 July 1746, Jean states that she was arrested in February and put in Stirling Prison. She denies the stories that she went with the Pretender's son to England and confirms her loyalty to the Crown. After the failure of the rising in 1746, the Cameron tenants in Morvern suffered from punitive actions by government militias, although the Glendessary family seem to have retained most of their property. Jean herself returned to relative obscurity. She is said to have lived a quiet and devout existence at Blacklaw and to have been locally popular; though a Catholic herself she financially supported the local Presbyterian school. A late 18th-century account by a local antiquary remembered her as "retaining the striking remains of a graceful beauty" and as "rather melancholy", though an informed and intelligent conversationalist, noting that "politics was her favourite topic". Jean Cameron died in 1772 and was buried on the Blacklaw estate near her house, afterwards known as "Mount Cameron"; her grave can still be seen in a small park marked by a cairn, built in 1995 of stone brought from Morvern.

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Venom: Hunger is natural.

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Venom, in his head: Enemies to lovers, slowburn, angst with happy ending, 300k+ words.

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darkheart-brightsmile · 3 years

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Because I Loved You

Barson, inc. adult Noah and some OCs. Established relationship, future timeline.

Warnings: Some fluff, MAJOR angst. This is beautiful, but bittersweet. And it's sad, like I cried writing it, sad. Major character deaths ahead. You have been warned.

"The is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved."

WC: 1698

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“Tell us again, Abuelito, por favour.” both little voices cried from where they were sat playing on the floor.

“Tell you what, honey?” asked Rafael mischievously as he reclined in the armchair reserved for him when he visited their home every weekend.

“The story of how you met Abuelita, and how you fell in love.” replied Ellie, giving him a look that it was obvious what they wanted to hear.

“Oh, that story.” chuckled Rafael.

“Come on then, climb up, pequeños.” he replied, patting his legs and Daniel and Ellie, both now six and getting slightly too big to be clambering onto his lap, did so at his request.

“Well, I was working in Brooklyn, and I moved to the office in Manhattan.” started their doting grandfather.

“And that’s where you met her.” interrupted Daniel.

“Be quiet, Daniel! Abuelito is telling the story.” replied Ellie sternly.

“Ellie, be nice to your brother otherwise I won’t tell it at all.” both children quiet and staring at him, he spoke again, “but yes, it’s how we met, I had just finished in court and the Captain in charge, introduced her and Aunty Manda to me.”

“Tell us! Tell us what you said!” exclaimed Ellie, tugging her grandfather’s sweater in her enthusiasm.

Rafael threw Noah a smile over the children’s heads. He had heard this story a hundred times, and truthfully, he would happily hear it a hundred times more to hear about his mother and father and their twisting tale to their happy ever after.

“I said, ‘Captain, bring your daughters to work day?’”

Both children burst out laughing, and so did Noah, rubbing a hand over his stubble and then his mouth, trying to hide his amusement at his father’s youthful swagger and his children’s reaction to their silly grandfather.

“That’s so silly, Abuelito, why did you say that?” asked Ellie, her bright blue eyes, the image of her father’s staring up at him.

“I was trying to be charming, you cheeky monkey.” replied Rafael, squeezing her waist as she giggled.

“Did you love her as soon as you saw her?” asked Daniel quietly, he had a quiet observant nature that Rafael loved, watching his mind work things over was magical.

“I think I probably did.” sighed Rafael.

“What was she like?” he asked, in the same quiet tone.

“Oh, she was beautiful. She had the most gorgeous smile, and her eyes, her eyes were always my favourite thing about her.” smiled Rafael, closing his eyes, and squeezing them tight.

“How did you make her fall in love with you?” asked Ellie curiously.

“I don’t really know, it’s hard to explain.”

“Love isn’t hard, love is love.” spoke up Daniel.

“You’re quite right, Danny. But I still don’t know how it really happened. But I know I fell in love with your Abuelita because she was the best person I had ever known; she was my best friend. She was fearless, and had a heart of gold, and…and a beautiful soul.”

He paused and stared up at the ceiling, frowning and trying to figure out how on earth he could verbalise what it was he felt for Olivia.

“And I think she loved me because I believed in her. I would have followed her to the ends of the earth. And even on our worst days we would talk, and everything felt right. And when we got married, I told her how special she was, and I did everything I could to show her how much I loved her. And obviously, I am very charming.” winked their grandfather.

“Tell us how you told her you loved her.” chimed in Ellie.

“Well, we were friends for years and I left my work for a while. I did something that upset a lot of people, including your Abuelita. So, I said goodbye and we were both very sad, but we kept in touch because we were still best friends. I would send postcards and skype her and your dad. Then when I came back to New York I told her how I wish things had been different, and I said sorry, lots and lots of times. I told her how much I loved her, and I told her that I would never love anyone the way I did her. And she told me I was stupid,” he and Noah both laughed at that, “and that she had loved me for a long time, and she was just happy I had finally come home.”

“Wow.” whispered Ellie, “it’s like a fairy tale.”

“Tell them what else she did, Dad.” laughed Noah from the couch and Rafael frowned and sighed heavily, before grinning as he spoke.

“She told me if I ever ran away from New York again she would kick my ass, then she smacked me across the head and kissed me.”

Everyone burst out laughing and Rafael cuddled the children close, breathing them in and savouring them being small enough to hold like this.

“I wish she was here.” whispered Ellie.

“Oh, honey, me too. But you know she’s always watching over us. You know she loved you both so much, just like I do. And you know what, I did lots of things in my life I was proud of. But the thing I am most proud of was her and loving her as much as I could till the day she left us.” murmured Rafael, resting his cheek on her hair and looking over at Noah who held his hand up and pressed his palm to his heart.

Rafael nodded and smiled.

“We love you too, Abuelito.” whispered Daniel, kissing his grandfather’s cheek before rubbing his nose where the older man’s beard had tickled.

“Now, pyjamas, teeth, go on.” said Rafael, tapping them both on the back and sending them off to their rooms.

***

“Papi, are you alright?” asked Noah quietly.

“Mm-hmm.” nodded Rafael, his gaze straight ahead.

“I’ll ask them not to ask for that story again.” muttered Noah quietly as he came to stand next to his father, looking out of the kitchen window and onto the yard.

“No, no. Please don’t do that, Noah. It’s alright.” he replied, shaking his head.

“I miss her.” murmured Noah.

“God, me too, mijo, every day. I would give anything to see her face just one more time. I can’t believe she’s…missing all of this.” sighed Rafael, his voice cracking as he wiped a tear from his cheek.

“At least she met them before, you know…she always said that was tied in a top three best moments of her life.”

“What were the other two?” his father asked curiously.

“Adopting me, and,” he took a deep breath and gave his father a small smile, “and meeting you.”

“She would be so proud of you, Noah, she was so proud of you. Just like I am. I know biologically…”

“It doesn’t matter.” said Noah firmly, “remember what Mom always said? Family is what you make it. And you are my father as much as I am your son, blood or not.”

“God, you remind me so much of her.” chuckled Rafael through his tears.

“She always said I reminded her of you.” laughed Noah.

Rafael turned to Noah and clasped his shoulders tightly, looking him dead in the eye. “I love you, son.”

“I love you too, Dad.” replied Noah, pulling his father into a hug, and closing his eyes, breathing him in.

He still smelled the same all those years later, his cologne was the same, and if he tried hard enough, he was a kid again, and his mother was there too, her eyes and her smile.

“Let me get the kids to bed and how about we have a glass of scotch, and you can stay here tonight? Your room is made up anyway.” said Noah, pulling back and patting his dad on the shoulder.

“That sounds like just what I need, thank you, mijo.”

***

The picture of Olivia was still on the nightstand, taken on their first wedding anniversary. She had been stood on a balcony at sunset and had looked back at the camera as Rafael had called her name and she had given him that gorgeous smile that was reserved just for him, her eyes sparkling in the glow of the dusk light.

This room had always been their room when they stayed with Noah and the children on weekends, or occasionally babysat so Noah to take his lovely wife, Charlotte, out for the evening. Or nights like this, when Charlotte was working double shifts and Noah was alone with the kids all weekend.

“I miss you, cariño. If you could see Noah, Lottie and the kids now.” he sighed, “I would never have known the joy of any of that without you, mi amor, to have a family. I love you, always.” he sighed as he closed his eyes.

***

“Dad? Dad, are you awake?” called Noah as he knocked on the door lightly, “I brought you coffee, Cuban blend of course.”

But Noah knew as soon as he walked into the room, that something was wrong. He watched his father for a second, he looked asleep, but Noah knew he wasn’t. He was curled up on his side, one hand resting on the pillow next to him, his beloved wife’s necklace with the word ‘fearless’ still clasped in his hand, and the tiniest smile still on his face.

“Be at peace, Dad.” whispered Noah, the tears stinging his eyes as he kissed his father’s head for one last time and took a deep breath. He pulled the chair by the bed closer, and reached into his pocket for his phone, dialling the first number on the list.

“Uncle Fin?”

“Hey, kid, everything alright?” came the familiar deep tone of his mother’s oldest friend through the phone.

“I-I have some bad news, he, uh, he’s...” stuttered Noah as he rested his head on the bed and sobbed into the bedspread, the phone abandoned next to him. His hands clutched his fathers for one last time, and he could only hope that at least now his parents could be together again.

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for your protection

pairing: aaron hotchner x gn!reader

requested by anonymous: For the prompts: angst #24 and #25 maybe with Aaron Hotchner?

wc: 567

tw: angst

a/n: all i can really say is that this was a bit emotional to write, sad hotch hurts 🥺

criminal minds masterlist!

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Aaron was very protective of you, and it made him realize how much he actually loved you. Little did he know that you loved him just as much.

When you first started dating him, he wanted the best for you. He wanted to treat you like a princess, someone he wanted to spoil, but also someone you could go to, his shoulder there for you to cry on.

You had been going strong for almost a year, and everyone from the BAU team, to your family supported you along the way. Nothing came in the way of your budding relationship.

Until Aaron was being targeted.

You didn’t know much of it but you worried for him and his son Jack. After Foyet years ago, you’d think he would’ve had a break from everything, just for a bit. But that’s what being an FBI agent consisted of.

You were a bit upset that Aaron didn’t tell you anything about it, but it all eased when he finally sat you down in the living room of his house and talked to you about what was going on.

“I’ve been targeted by a criminal in the past that I put away.”

“Is it bad?”

Aaron nodded disapprovingly. “It’s really bad.”

You sighed in response, already knowing what it would mean. Protective detail at every perimeter of Aaron’s house, as well as yours. Not being able to stay out as late to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

“I know, Y/N, and I’m sorry. I really am.”

He then took your hands and held them, rubbing his thumbs against your knuckles. “There’s something I need to tell you. And you’re not gonna like it, you’re probably gonna try to protest it, but there’s not much I can do.”

“What is it?” you asked.

“I don’t want to put you through so much trouble. I don’t want you to be caught up in the middle of everything. But you deserve better.”

“Aaron, what are you saying?”

“We can’t be together if I’m being targeted like this.” He said finally.

You weren’t sure if you heard that correctly.

Was Aaron... breaking up with you?

“What?” you whispered, already feeling hot tears forming.

“Y/N, it’s not safe for you to be with me while all of this is going on. Lord knows what can happen. God forbid you get hurt because of my job.”

The tears were falling down. Heavy at that. You didn’t want to leave him. You kept each other safe, and things like this didn’t change anything. Aaron was crying too, he loved you so much and he hated that he had to do this.

“Aaron, what if you get hurt?” you sniffled. “I... I wouldn’t know and it would pain me forever.”

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blue jeans and a tshirt

pairing: aaron hotchner x gender neutral reader

wc: 285

summary: you convince hotch to wear blue jeans and a tshirt for a day out in the city.

tw: none

a/n: i literally have no idea how i came up with this, it just popped in my head while i was watching because hotch wears a suit a MAJORITY of the time lmaooo 😂

taglist: @storiesofsvu, @averyhotchner, @ssaic-jareau, @blackbeautifulqueen

“Aaron.” you said sternly.

“Yes baby, what’s wrong?”

“Why are you wearing work attire? You look like you’re about to go arrest an unsub.”

Aaron came up to you and kissed your head. “It’s what I’m comfortable in.” You sighed in response. There was nothing physically wrong with what he was wearing, in all honesty, you thought Aaron looked hot in whatever he wore. It was just that you didn’t want it to feel like he was going to have to go into work at any moment. His being a unit chief meant that he always spent longer hours at the BAU than the rest of his team, and it was draining for you. You understood that he had to carry some type of a weapon on him just in case, God forbid, he ran into a situation on his off days.

“You can’t at least wear blue jeans and a tshirt?” you asked.

“Those are for rare occasions. Plus I thought you liked my work attire?”

You rolled your eyes and went up to Aaron, your arms around his neck. “Of course I do. I admire all of your fancy ties and matching suits and shiny black dress shoes. They look amazing on you, and honestly, they kinda turn me on. But... it’s okay to loosen up sometimes, wear things outside of your work attire.” You then went on your tippy toes and whispered, “It’ll be easier to take off when it comes to our bedroom adventures.”

“Oh, you know just how to work around me.” Aaron sighed. He smiled as you were pulling off his tie. “Alright baby, you won. Let me go change.”

You planted a kiss on Aaron’s lips. “Thank you.”

154 notes • Posted 2021-02-19 08:01:15 GMT

making a new thread bc the other one was super long 😳

rules: choose one picture from ur camera roll without downloading to sum up your personality and then tag 5 ppl

thank you to the lovely @superhoeva for tagging me!!

tagging: @pagetsimp @demilope @doctorenby @ssa-sarahsunshine @ssa-natalya-reid

177 notes • Posted 2021-03-30 22:56:52 GMT

dress shirt

pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!female!reader

wc: 1.05k

summary: you spend the night at Hotch’s house and when you wake up the next morning you don’t have anything to wear so you he offers you one of his button downs. When you get to the BAU, the team finds out about your secret relationship.

tw: mentions of sex but no smut, fluff, some swearing

a/n: something about wearing one of hotch’s dress shirts just... gets to me lmaooo. also i did not plan for this to be 1k words... i wanted this to be a little drabble but here we are now. enjoy!!

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Last night with Aaron was practically magical. Being intimate was something the two of you weren’t able to do a lot because of all these cases the BAU had to handle. But on those lucky days, you felt like you were in your own world.

You woke up on top of Aaron’s naked body, your bare legs intertwined with his strong, hair-ridden ones. Trying not to wake him up, you shifted your arms slightly so that it wasn’t around his neck and you pulled up the thick blanket up to your chin. You peered over to check the time. 6:30am.

“Good morning baby,” Aaron murmured, his eyes fluttering open. “You look so cozy.”

“Knowing that I had an amazing night with my boyfriend and slept well, I sure do.”

Aaron sat up and cradled your head. “I want to have another amazing night with you.” He then got on top of you and kissed your lips. To his pleasure, he moved from your lips to your neck, then to your chest and breasts.

“Aaron...” you moaned. “We have work, a duty to uphold.”

“What’s an extra 15 minutes in bed gonna do to us?” He hummed, kissing and biting at your inner thigh.

✯✯✯✯

7:00am. After another round of steamy sex, you rolled out of Hotch’s arms and out of bed, snagging his robe and tiptoeing to the bathroom.

The marks on your neck and chest were the first thing you noticed when you approached the mirror. The last time he did that, Rossi had caught on quickly, making a little joke about it.

“Ohhh, looks like someone may ask you questions about those.” Aaron whispered, coming up behind you.

“Then I’ll tell Rossi you gave them to me.”

Aaron laughed, resting his chin on your shoulder. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Your phone in the bedroom rang and going to answer it, you saw that it was Penelope.

“Hello?”

“Y/N, baby, we’re about to start briefing. Where are you?”

Shit. You couldn’t just tell her you were at Aaron’s, word would spread quickly.

“I was just about to get in the shower.” That technically wasn’t a lie. Aaron came out of the bathroom and you motioned him to be quiet so Penelope didn’t hear him.

“Well you better make it fast, it’s a bad one.”

You groaned. “I’ll be there in 20.”

“Good. Have you heard from Hotch? I was gonna call him after you but he didn’t pick up his phone an hour ago.”

Turning to look at Aaron, you held in your laughter. Next you knew, he was by your side, kissing you.

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209 notes • Posted 2021-03-24 02:38:55 GMT

a little jealous, i suppose?

pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!female!reader

wc: 2.8k

summary: after being called in for a case in the middle of a romantic date, you and hotch have to talk to the lieutenant on the case, but they end up flirting with you at the same time. hotch gets a little jealous and proves it when you and him get back to the hotel room.

tw: sex talk, A SHIT TON OF SMUT, some fluff, swearing.

a/n: this is a long one lovelies! i had so much fun writing this! jealous hotch can be a bit naughty... but this is my first (completed) smut fic with hotch and i hope it doesn’t sound super weird or whatever bc i lowkey suck at smut

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You and Hotch had been dating for almost a year and a half now. Upon dating, the two of you had decided that it was best to not say anything to the rest of the team. Although you wanted everything to be kept under wraps, everyone wanted the two of you to be together though, and they picked up on the many interactions that you exchanged with each other. It had been easy to keep the relationship a secret, or at least the idea of either you or Hotch being in a romantic relationship, until now when you came into the BAU floor wearing a revealing dress and a full face of makeup.

“Well, well, well,” Morgan whistled. “Looks like someone’s going on a date.”

“Shut up Morgan, you’re just jealous it’s not with you.” you laughed. “I am not jealous at all. You do look really good though.” he responded, in which you blew him a kiss.

“You look so beautiful! Your date is definitely gonna fall head over heels for you.” JJ squealed, coming up to give you a hug. You knew exactly who she was talking about. Hotch. She was the only person you were able to confide in about your relationship with him even though you had practically become best friends with everyone on the team. “Thank you JJ.” you smiled.

“Who’s the lucky guy?” Reid asked.

“Or girl?” Penelope said.

You looked for some of your items from your desk, trying to avoid the team’s burning questions. “All I can say is that he’s... definitely older.”

“Well, you know what they say, the older the wiser.” Emily suggested.

“Yes, this man is very wise.” you replied, putting your badge and gun in your purse. Little did everyone know that they were talking highly of Hotch.

Rossi came out of his office. “Well, you’re not going on a date with me.”

“Unfortunately-“ you frowned, then paused mid sentence when your phone rang. You pulled it out and broke away from the group to make sure they couldn’t see the name.

“Sweetheart, you know I can’t wait to see how beautiful you look.” Hotch mused. You could tell he had a smile on his face. “Well babe, lucky for you, I’m about to leave. See you in 5 okay?” You replied.

“Of course.”

You hung up and dropped your phone in your bag, grabbing your coat. “Alright everyone, I’m off. Don’t miss me too much, I’m a big girl, I’ll be okay.”

“Walk you to the elevator?” JJ asked. You nodded sincerely. You then said your goodbyes to everyone and walked out with JJ.

“He’s lucky to be with a woman like you.”

“Yeah, I like to think that. I’m just glad he doesn’t treat me like a child, ya know. I may be the youngest here, but when we’re alone, everything’s just different.”

JJ lifted an eyebrow. “Ohhhh, I see.”

You playfully smacked her on the shoulder as the elevator door opened. “Girl stop. It’s more than that.” You walked into the elevator, blowing a kiss at JJ.

“Have fun!”

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“You look absolutely amazing, did I tell you that already?” Hotch complimented as you got out of the car.

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500 notes • Posted 2021-03-27 00:30:10 GMT

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most of my works are on my ao3 account, but here is a post of the shorter ones i've written for tumblr and for requests! my writing tag on tumblr is #my writing :)

OHSHC

before being a suoh

summary: i'm me before i'm a suoh, tamaki says. it's just that sometimes he doesn't know who me is without the suoh part. (haruhi will always remind him.)

prompt: your ideal (cinema hearts)

pairings: tamaki suoh/haruhi fujioka

words: 1119

warnings: none

dawn

summary: they start the new year with a coming out, and with love.

prompt: none

pairings: tamaki suoh/haruhi fujioka

words: 1579

warnings: minor ouran manga spoilers; no transphobia but there is the nervousness of coming out

devolution

summary: kyoya, and being touch starved.

prompt: the feel of fingers brushing together by accident

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori, mentioned hikaru hitachiin/haruhi fujioka, implied unrequited tamaki suoh/haruhi fujioka

words: 1432

warnings: none, but uh. lil angsty :P

dirt

summary: tamaki has a bad dream. kyoya gets him through the night. they’ll go down together, or not at all.

prompt: spotify wrapped prompts #8, no children (the mountain goats)

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1990

warnings: slutshaming (very very brief)

find me in the rain (i knew you would)

summary: hikaru finds haruhi in the rain, and they share something that even they don’t really understand. at least, not yet. takes place during “Operation Haruhi and Hikaru’s First Date!” in the thunderstorm scene.

prompt: kissing each other to prove there’s nothing there, even though, it’s a lie, and the kiss proves it

pairings: haruhi fujioka/hikaru hitachiin

words: 1367

warnings: one swear

i’ll be coming home for christmas, so please wait up for me

summary: kyoya goes home for christmas, and the hosts are waiting for him.

prompt: misc. christmas prompts

pairings: none

words: 2929

warnings: a few swears

i say this, meaning i love you

summary: after éclair leaves and tamaki goes home, he and kyoya talk in riddles. they have never been able to say things out loud, but they understand each other anyways.

prompt: things you didn’t say at all

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1609

warnings: none

just hold me, tonight

summary: after a long day of studying for the bar exam, haruhi comes home. tamaki and kyoya are waiting for her.

prompt: tamakyoharu post-canon comfort/cuddling after a long day of work

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori/haruhi fujioka

words: 1191

warnings: none

let me hold your worst secrets in my hands

summary: it’s tamaki’s mother’s birthday.

prompt: laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand / things you said when you were crying

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1698

warnings: mild swearing

lipstick

summary: kyoya does tamaki’s make up.

prompt: none

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 614

warnings: none

may i have this dance?

summary: takes place during “the job of a high school host!” kyoya is wearing a suit and tamaki comes to some realizations. there’s a question, an answer, and a dance.

prompt: suddenly flustered because of a particular outfit™

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1,605

warnings: none

me sitting by you, sitting without seeing me

summary: when tamaki gets to japan, this is his first mistake: greeting his father.

prompt: music recs, any human friend (album, marika hackman)

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1877

warnings: homophobia, mentions of canon-typical abuse and racism

mistletoe lovers

summary: it was hikaru and kaoru’s idea. get points by putting other people under the mistletoe. it’s fun when it makes the girls who visit the host club happy, and it’s fun when kyoya gets to laugh it off, and then he’s the one under the mistletoe, and he’s going to kill hikaru and kaoru.

prompt: trapping the other with someone else under the mistletoe has become a highly competitive spot, but who wins if both get trapped together?

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 2028

warnings: some swearing, joking threats

of all the innocent touches

summary: in which tv shows are a metaphor, and it almost means something.

prompt: sharing a moment in which they almost kiss, then realizing what’s about to happen, and they’re not ready, so they turn away from each other, as the sense of a very awkward atmosphere flows into the room pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1119

warnings: none, but it’s uh. bit angsty

talking slow to someone who isn’t listening

summary: a sleepover. some wine. a secret.

prompt: spotify wrapped #35, willow by taylor swift

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 765

warnings: none

the cry in an empty wood (do you even hear me?)

summary: kyoya has never known how to handle honesty. this, tamaki handing over his heart with a sad smile, is the height of all honesty.

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1550

warnings: none, but this is ultimately abt unrequited love, so it’s a bit angsty

the first that counts

summary: haruhi and hikaru are the only ones awake at a sleepover.

prompt: after they share a first kiss, they brush it off as not meaning anything, it was just a heat of the moment thing. it’s just lust, they’re attracted to each other, but that’s it. there’s no actual love there. they both know it’s a lie, but they won’t let themselves admit the truth, not to each other, or themselves.

pairings: hikaru hitachiin/haruhi fujioka

words: 1032

warnings: none

the gardens which grow in the bodies between us

summary: kyoya is in love with tamaki. tamaki is in love with haruhi. haruhi is in love with kyoya. love is not a game any of them was ever meant to win.

prompt: tamakyoharu hanahaki disease au

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori (unrequited), kyoya ootori/haruhi fujioka (unrequited), tamaki suoh/haruhi fujioka (unrequited)

words: 1504

warnings: mentions of vomiting, major character death

the great escape

summary: the hosts go to an escape room. they break up into two teams, each competing to get out first. it goes… less than stellar. but also, they have fun anyways. (group a: tamaki, hikaru, and karou. group b: kyoya, haruhi, honey, and mori.)

prompt: escape room!

pairings: none

words: 2586

warnings: none

the kind of best man who leaves the wedding first

summary: tamaki and haruhi are getting married. kaoru watches over the remnants of something else that used to be.

prompt: the ties were black, the lies were white

pairings: tamaki suoh/haruhi fujioka, tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 2103

warnings: none

the one where kyoya falls

summary: for tamaki’s christmas present, the host club goes ice skating. kyoya does not know how to ice skate. it goes about as well as you would expect.

prompt: ice skating

pairings: none

words: 1,252

warnings: some swearing

to be the sunlight on a heartbreak

summary: tamaki watches the sunrise, and thinks a little too much. kyoya talks him down just enough.

prompt: spotify wrapped #7, early sunsets over monroeville (my chemical romance)

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 2401

warnings: depression

touch starved & kiss hungry

summary: tamaki and kyoya are touch starved in the kind of way that makes them gravitate to each other like magnets. Like the hopeless. Like lovers.

prompt: not being able to stop themselves from touching each other, and holding hands, they don’t mean to, it just happens automatically (almost kiss prompts, for anon)

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 2312 (yet again, i forget that these are technically supposed to be drabbles, and i get carried away.)

warnings: tiny, very brief, one line allusions to homophobia

true enough to be convincing, unruly enough to be real

summary: tamaki needs someone to date, just for a week. it’s not a big deal, it isn’t. kyoya can pretend to be in love with tamaki for a few days. what could go wrong? the classic tale of boys fake date, boy wears other boy’s jacket, said boy is suddenly maybe not faking it so much as actually falling in love.

prompts: 3 + 28: fake dating + wearing the other’s clothes

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 3,441

warnings: none

want me (i cry out) hold me closer (i whisper)

summary: it is its own kind of love, this wanting. it is selfish and bold and brave. it is unintentional and it is the burn that kyoya thinks maybe he has been waiting for.

prompt: comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1559

warnings: none

while i was sleeping, you loved me

summary: tamaki falls asleep; kyoya falls in love. they run out of time.

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1429

warnings: manga spoilers

your prayer is just my miracle long time coming

summary: tamaki looks at kyoya as he isn’t and as he is and as he can be. he looks at kyoya as something holy, and he prays.

prompt: spotify wrapped #24, holiest (glass animals)

pairings: tamaki suoh/kyoya ootori

words: 1896

warnings: none

HAIKYUU!!

a clean love

summary: it’s cleaning day in the miya household, and atsumu has maybe lost his mind.

prompt: #12 on my spotify wrapped– “why do you feel so down?“ by declan mckenna

pairings: kiyoomi sakusa/atsumu miya; atsumu miya & osamu miya (sakuatsu is the pairing, but the focus is on atsumu and osamu’s friendship)

words: 2394

warnings: swearing

a perfect night and a beautiful ghost

summary: oikawa goes to argentina. iwaizumi meets suga. they learn to move on.

prompt: music recs, all my ghosts (lizzy mcalpine)

pairings: past + platonic hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa, present hajime iwaizumi/koushi sugawara

words: 2527

warnings: none

ditto (i think maybe i like you)

summary: oikawa sucks at pokémon go.

prompt: none

pairings: tooru oikawa/koushi sugawara

words: 2007

warnings: none

en route

summary: oikawa, on the plane.

prompt: give me a minute (lizzy mcalpine)

pairings: past hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa

words: 1043

warnings: none

how far down i can fall until you catch me

summary: taking your meds is harder on some days than others. somehow, though, iwaizumi will be there on the easy days, and the hard ones. somehow, though, he loves oikawa.

prompt: spotify wrapped #42, this is how i disappear by mcr

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa

words: 1671

warnings: discussion of mental illness and medication, some implied bipolar!oikawa

if i tell you i want you forever

summary: a car ride. a song. and a proposal, of sorts.

prompt: spotify wrapped #55, paper rings by taylor swift

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa

words: 1436

warnings: none

in the hallway, after the game

summary: there, in the hallway, standing around the corner, oikawa sees the two of them as they are when they’re alone. (or, iwaizumi and suga, after the game.)

prompt: #22: falling asleep on the other’s shoulder

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/koushi sugawara

words: 1611

warnings: none

just let me kiss you once

summary: atsumu is not the kind of person who knows how to let himself be loved. iwaizumi kisses him anyways. oh, and argentina is winning the semi-finals of the world cup.

prompt: spotify wrapped #69, adore you (harry styles)

pairings: atsumu miya/hajime iwaizumi

words: 1432

warnings: spoilers for the world cup semifinals lmfao

just talk and let me listen

summary: just before the opening ceremony at nationals, kiyoomi stands in a corner and tries not to break down. he fails.

prompt: kiyoomi w/ sensory issues

pairings: gen, or pre-relationship kiyoomi sakusa/atsumu miya

words: 1679

warnings: graphic description of sensory overload, swearing

let the rain wash it all away

summary: it's raining at one in the morning once again, and iwaizumi asks to come over.

prompt: spotify wrapped prompts #23, brother (gerard way)

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa

words: 2774

warnings: self-esteem issues

remember me / bruise me

summary: the memories never really go away. they never really heal, either. atsumu left his fingerprints all over iwaizumi's heart and those are not bruises that are ever going to fade.

prompt: spotify wrapped #71, all too well ten minute version (taylor swift)

pairings: atsumu miya/hajime iwaizumi

words: 2727

warnings: bittersweet/unhappy ending, unsafe driving

the heart of the matter is that i love you quietly

summary: in the car, after a confession, kuroo talks. kenma listens. everything is as it should be, except for how it's not.

prompt: music recs, center (sir chloe)

pairings: "it's complicated/situationship" tetsurou kuroo/kenma kozume

words: 2031

warnings: none

the strongest team in all the world

summary: shiratorizawa loses. there's no other way to put it. shiratorizawa loses.

prompt: spotify wrapped #9, heartbreak feels so good by fall out boy

pairings: wakatoshi ushijima & shiratorizawa volleyball club

words: 955

warnings: none

things gone unsaid

summary: iwaizumi confesses. oikawa handles it as best he can.

prompt: spotify wrapped prompts #14, talk too much (COIN)

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa

words: 1910

warnings: homophobia

tree rings & blood lines

summary: suna's sister comes to visit. they talk about the families they're born with, and the families they make.

prompt: spotify wrapped #20, domestic bliss by glass animals; this post

pairings: osamu miya/rintarou suna, suna & his sister

words: 2375

warnings: child neglect, homophobia

with the snow covering the sun

summary: in another life, maybe things would be different, oikawa knows. but the life they live in is one where iwaizumi will love suga and oikawa will, by his own self-fulfilling prophecy, his own stupid design, be alone again.

prompt: spotify wrapped prompts #3 & 97, so much (for) stardust and thnks fr th mmrs, both by fall out boy

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa/koushi sugawara

words: 2374

warnings: none

you don’t have to beg me to stay

summary: a beach, and a breakup that they can't quite make stick.

prompt: lyric prompts, lay all your love on me by ABBA

pairings: hajime iwaizumi/tooru oikawa

words: 1611

warnings: none

ATLA

suffering was my teacher (and fire is my revenge)

summary: when zuko burns, azula, mai, and ty lee stand by him. aang never comes back, and the war comes to a violent end. ozai gets what he deserves. i project my frustration onto zuko and take my anger on ozai.

prompt: none

words: 833

warnings: canon typical abuse/violence

to begin again, with new names and familiar faces

summary: in a tea shop in ba sing se, sokka and lee start over.

pairings: gen fic, but can easily be read as pre-relationship zukka

words: 1785

warnings: none

FRUITS BASKET

at the whisper of a violin

summary: momiji gives one last violin performance, just for the two of them, in which he bares his soul. a story in which tohru doesn’t understand, until she does.

prompt: momiru

pairings: momiji sohma/tohru honda

words: 1495

warnings: none

i promise to remember every sunrise with you

summary: an introspective night under the stars, and a moment together under the sunrise. takes place some point after tohru finds out that kyo will be locked up after high school.

pairings: kyo sohma/tohru honda

words: 1536

warnings: none

in the quiet of the world (would you please sit next to me?)

summary: saki has a thousand thoughts in her head and none of them are her own. arisa, meanwhile, has a thousand words to say, and she wants to say them all to her.

prompt: spotify wrapped #47, sit next to me (foster the people)

pairings: saki hanajima/arisa uotani

words: 910

warnings: none

off she goes, away i follow

summary: kyo thinks about tohru, about love stories, about destiny, and about grief. he comes to no conclusions.

prompt: #16 on my spotify wrapped– “off she goes” by bad suns

pairings: kyo sohma/tohru honda

words: 1180

warnings: none

OTHER

gingerbread houses (hadestown)

summary: they build a gingerbread house. that’s all.

prompt: orpheus and eurydice celebrate christmas, one of them is genderswapped

pairings: orpheus/eurydice (female!orpheus)

words: 576

warnings: none

life as we know it while in each other’s arms (mcu)

summary: after the snap, natasha is left feeling small.

prompt: kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference

pairings: steve rogers/natasha romanoff

words: 1402

warnings: none

if you dream of blood, i’ll wash you clean (blue lock)

summary: in which isagi has a bad dream. (a soulmate dreamsharing AU with trans!bachira.)

pairings: meguru bachira/yoichi isagi

words: 1912

warnings: talk of blood and menstruation, vaguely implied transphobia but nothing explicit

wish you’d kept your eyes on me (blue lock)

summary: you can love a god as much and as hard as you want, but you can never make one stay.

prompt: always wrong (eisley)

pairings: reo mikage/seishiro nagi

words: 1405

warnings: spoilers through ep 12

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Celebration des Icônes: Tue., Aug, 10, 2021

July 28 / august 10

Appearance of the Smolensk “Directress” Icon of the Mother of God brought from Constantinople. (1046)

The Smolensk “Hodēgḗtria” Icon of the Theotokos, or “She who leads the way,” was, according to Church Tradition, painted by the holy Evangelist Luke during the earthly life of the Most Holy Theotokos. The holy hierarch Demetrius of Rostov suggests that this icon was painted at the request of Theophilus, the prefect of Antioch. From Antioch the holy image was transferred to Jerusalem. From there the empress Eudokia, the spouse of Arcadius, gave it at Constantinople to Pulcheria, the sister of the emperor, who put the holy icon in the Blachernae church.

In 1046, the Byzantine emperor Constantine IX Monomachos (1042-1054), gave his daughter Anna in marriage to Prince Vsevolod Yaroslavich, the son of Yaroslav the Wise. He blessed her on her way with this icon. After the death of Prince Vsevolod the icon went to his son Vladimir Monomachos, who transferred it at the beginning of the twelfth century into the Smolensk cathedral church in honor of the Dormition of the Most Holy Theotokos. From that time, the icon was known as the Smolensk Hodēgḗtria.

In the year 1238, at the bespeaking of the icon, the self-sacrificing Orthodox warrior Mercurius went by night into the camp of Batu and killed many of the enemy, in whose number was their most powerful warrior. Having accepted a martyr’s death in battle, he was included by the Church in the ranks of the Saints (November 24).

In the fourteenth century, Smolensk came into the possession of the Lithuanian princes. The daughter of prince Vitovt, Sophia, was given in marriage to the Moscow Great Prince Basil Dimitrievich (1398-1425). In 1398, she brought the Smolensk Icon of the Mother of God with her to Moscow. They set the holy image in the Annunciation cathedral of the Kremlin, on the right side of the Royal Doors.

In 1456, at the request of the inhabitants of Smolensk with Bishop Misael at the head, the icon was solemnly returned to Smolensk in a church procession, and at Moscow there remained two copies. One was put in the Annunciation cathedral, and the other, “a measure for measure,” was put in the Novodevichi monastery, founded in memory of the return of Smolensk to Russia. The monastery was built on Devichi Pole (Virgin’s Field), where “with many tears” the Muscovites handed over the holy icon to Smolensk. In 1602 an exact copy was painted from the wonderworking icon (in 1666 together with the ancient icon they brought a new copy to Moscow for restoration), which they placed in the tower of the Smolensk fortress wall over the Dneprovsk Gates, under a specially constructed cover. Afterwards, in 1727, a wooden church was built there, and in 1802, a stone church.

The new copy took on the power of the old image, and when the Russian armies left Smolensk on August 5, 1812, they took the icon with them for defense from the enemy forces. On the eve of the Battle of Borodino they carried this icon through the camp, to encourage and inspire the soldiers to great deeds. The ancient image of the Smolensk Hodēgḗtria, taken to the Dormition cathedral on the day of the Battle of Borodino went in procession with the Ivḗron and Vladimir Icons of the Mother of God through the Belo and Kitai quarters and the Kremlin walls, and then they sent it to the sick and wounded at the Lefortovo palace. After leaving Moscow, the icon was taken to Yaroslavl.

Thus were these sister-icons preserved, and the Mother of God defended Russia through Her icons. After the victory over the enemy forces the Hodēgḗtria Icon was returned to Smolensk together with its glorified copy.

The celebration in honor of this wonderworking icon on July 28 was established in the year 1525 in memory of the return of Smolensk to Russia.

There exist many venerated copies of the Smolensk Hodēgḗtria, for which the celebration is set on this day. There is also a day of celebration for the Smolensk Icon (November 5), glorified in the nineteenth century when this image was returned to Smolensk on the orders of the commander-in-chief of the Russian army M. I. Kutuzov. In memory of the expulsion of the enemy from Russia, it was decided to celebrate this day annually at Smolensk.

The holy icon of the Hodēgḗtria Mother of God is one of the chief holy objects of the Russian Church. Believers have received and do receive from it an abundant help of grace. The Mother of God through Her holy icon intercedes for and strengthens us, guiding us on the way to salvation, and we call out to Her, “Thou art the All-Blessed Hodēgḗtria for faithful peoples, Thou art the affirmation, the Praiseworthy of Smolensk and all the Russian land. Rejoice, Hodēgḗtria, salvation of Christians!”

THE TAMBOV ICON OF THE MOTHER OF GOD (1692)

The Annals of Tambov state that the Kazan Icon of the Mother of God was in the Transfiguration Cathedral of Tambov from the first years of the city’s existence (it had been founded in 1636), and it was the main shrine in the region of Tambov. According to the Annals, “on December 6, 1695, during the All Night Vigil in the wooden cathedral church, tears flowed from the eyes of the Kazan Icon of the Mother of God.” These tears were so abundant that they moistened the cloth beneath the Icon and the analogion, as well. This was the Icon’s first miracle. Hieromonk Gabriel, the Treasurer of the bishop’s household, recorded this event.

Since then, many who prayed before the Icon began to receive healing, including Saint Pitirim the Bishop of Tambov (+ July 28, 1698) himself. Saint Pitirim had a difficult time when he was first appointed to that See. The moral character of the citizens was very low, and he had to struggle to correct them, especially those who were recent arrivals. Therefore, he placed two Icons on the main gates of the city: one of the Crucifixion, and one of the Kazan Mother of God. This may have happened soon after the appearance of the tears. Many people came to venerate the Icon, entreating the Most Holy Theotokos to help them in their afflictions.

The priests from the Cathedral of the Savior were permitted to bring the Icon from the temple into the private homes of those who were sick so that prayers for their healing could be offered. According to one historian of the nineteenth century, the Icon “visited many houses in the city and outside the city, and dried the tears of many unfortunate people.” (Khitrov, G. Historical and Statistical Description of the Tambov Diocese, Tambov, 1861).

In the middle of the XIX century, the icon was placed under glass in a wooden carved frame and it had a silver and gold-plated riza, which was studded with precious stones: turquoise, amethysts, diamonds and topaz. The Cathedral of the Savior was closed in the 1930s, and the shrine was lost.

Since the Icon is of the Kazan type, its date of commemoration is July 8. In the upper church of the cathedral is another Tambov Icon, also known as Utkinskaya, which is an Icon of the Hodēgḗtria type. Its Feast Day is April 16.

THE GREBEN ICON OF THE MOTHER OF GOD (1380)

The Greben Icon of the Mother of God, glorified by miracles and located in a church in the city of Greben (on the River Chira, flowing into the Don), was presented by the inhabitants of the city to Great Prince Demetrius of the Don upon his return from the Battle of Kulikovo in 1380.

In 1471, after a successful campaign against Novgorod, Great Prince Ivan III built the church of the Dormition in Moscow at Lubyanka and placed in it the Greben icon of the Mother of God, which he had taken with him on the campaign. He adorned the icon with a silver riza covered with precious stones, and ordered an Akathist to be written in honor of the icon. When the church burned in 1617, the icon miraculously was preserved. The icon, almost a reverse image of the Ivḗron icon (February 12, March 31, October 13), is recognized by the distinctive folds of the Virgin’s omaphorion and the position of the Christ Child’s legs.

THE SERAPHIMO-DIVEEVSK "TENDERNESS" (UMILENIE) ICON OF THE MOTHER OF GOD (1885)

The Seraphim-Diveyevo “Tenderness” Icon of the Mother of God belonged to Saint Seraphim of Sarov, and was the icon he kept in his cell. The saint anointed the sick with oil from the lampada burning before this icon, and they received healing . The holy ascetic reposed while praying before the icon on January 2, 1833. Father Niphon, the Superior of the monastery, gave the holy “Tenderness” icon to the sisters of the Seraphim-Diveyevo monastery. It’s said to represent the Holy Virgin accepting the maternity of Christ

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