#though my day is almost over but 😰😰

[mochi-owos]

Meeting genshin men at your local grocery store?!

Childe, Itto, Kaeya, Alhaitham, Ayato x Reader

To be honest, the job itself wasn’t too bad. Pretty normal actually. Aside from the few weirdos that have been walking in lately..

Inspired by @abyssruler’s 7/11 Diaries! (One again written in the depths of night, so I apologize for the errors and tbh it’s kinda bad 😰)

Childe:

You could do this! Self belief! Stay awake! Your shift was almost done, 2am on the clock and two more hours to go. Everything was pretty mundane, occasionally mopping the floor, checking the stock, handling the (basically unused) register— all mundane with the lack of people. But today a real odd ball walked in: ginger hair, roughed clothing, tussled hair, and oh- the massive nose bleed dripping down onto his clothes.

He walks through the store so calmly - it’s almost startlingly - he strolls through the isles putting random items, then walks up to the counter. He grins, "Well hello there, I didn’t know such a pretty thing would be working at a time like this." He says, all while blood is still dripping down his nose.

You blink once, you blink twice, you take the basket and start scanning, "It’s too early in the morning for this.." You mumble, tired eyes fumbling with the unreasonably items. The prices of each individual item would send you into cardiac arrest, but all in all? Fucking nuts. How does he even have money? Have you seen the economics state of the world?

Your words only make him laugh, as you look up at him your gaze fuses on his bloody nose, "You’re bleeding."

"I know." He smiles.

"O," You blink slowly once more. "Want a tissues or something?”

He raises a brow, "Ha! You’re pretty funny, you know! Most workers get scared!" He laughs, watching intently as you pack away his items handing them to him.

You look him in the eyes, "I don’t get paid enough."

From that day since he’d often come to the store chatting with you, all while buying odd products. At this point you were starting to think it’s all to speak with you, I mean— Instant rice and pickles? You raised a brow, almost like a mind reader he spoke,

"My friend dropped his phone in the toilet so we’re doing the rice method, and the pickles is for me, nice snack."

Isn’t the rice method supposed to be bad? “Why don’t you just go to a repair shop?"

"Hes quirky like that."

"Just leave."

At some point you started seeing him outside the shop, he also goes to the same university as you. Which did make sense seeing at though he looked your age, but what surprised you the most is that he’s pretty well know. So now you started to wonder how you hadn’t heard about him. Maybe it’s because you have no friends— that’s a problem. You’ll need some of those.. you guess. Now that you think about it, you never got his name. How odd.

Itto:

It was very much valid for you to assume that the man before you was drunk. He was awfully loud (so much so you could hear him from five blocks down), he talked funny, and so did he act the same.

As you tiredly rub your eyes you to try shake yourself awake, there was still so much time until work was over. And with the shouting going on outside it was actually quite easy, most would be worried of a murder being what’s taking place outside but it was awfully normal for such screams, also the sound of drunk laughter easily disproves the thought of murder. A man -easily 7ft tall, White hair, super buff, his hair oddly whisked - trudges in, panic written all over his face. "WHERE IS YOUR RICE?" He asked anxiously.

"Excuse me?"

"I NEED RICE FOR MY PHONE." He jumped around in place, you point him towards the section and he runs off, few of his friends snicker while some look worried.

You wait around at the counter, it takes him a few minutes to gather what he needs, next time he comeback he has at least four small bags of rice and bandages. As you ring him up you hear the man speak with his friends,

"Do you think it’ll work?" One of his friends ask.

"I think so! I got the premium rice, and I think the bandages will work too!" He smiles.

"For.. your phone?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Nothing.." his friends mumble, stifling a laugh.

You simply shake your head at such idiocy, but then again you can understand, repair shops are unbelievably expensive and half the time it gets even more broken. But your action seems to have caught the man’s attention, gawking he turns to his friends, “THEYRE SO HOT.”

From that day forward he constantly visited the shop, goofing around in the store in attempts to get your number.

"So, you like jazz?" He has this odd smirk on his face, almost as if that was his attempt to finesse you.

"Yes."

"Ah. You were supposed to say no."

"Sorry?"

Soon, Itto (his name, he had written it on a piece of paper and whilst paying for his newest purchase slipped it in) started being able to spot you on campus, following you around like a lost puppy. Perhaps you’ll slip in your number next time you give him change.. perhaps.

Kaeya:

To Kaeya you were hot, really fucking hot. Though you were kinda invisible that added to your charm, that or he just had a thing for total losers, he couldn’t tell. And for the most part you weren’t entire invisible, often seeing your name on the first board after grades come out, or even seeing you enrolled in competitions, or he’d see you studying in the library - looking so adorable- writing away at your notes. He thought you were utterly ethereal, and the need to get to know you was insatiable. His friends quite literally needing to hold him down from running up to you and scaring you away. So come to find out lovely ol’ you works at one of his favourite convince place he already had a plan brewing.

You drearily watch the clock, your body feeling as if it's numb. Your hands lazily drawing circles on the counter, starting to regret the fact you decided to work the graveyard shift. The ringing of the store bell waking you from your hazziness, a man dressed nicely came in: blue hair, blue eyes (odd combo, to be completely honest), dressed in what looked like ballroom clothing, his expression of.. smugness? Unyielding.

As you wait to ring him up you take out your phone and start scrolling through it, but soon you here light steps approaching placing your phone back in your pocket and take the items and start scanning. All as you do so the man watches you intently, and little too much.

”Can I help you with something, Sir?"

He raises a brow, "Sir? You don't think I'm that old, do you?!" He cried.

"No, Sir. I'm required to do this."

"So you think I look nice?"

"Sure."

"Would you go out with me?" Was that really his attempt at rizzing you up?

"Please just take your items and leave, Sir." (I'm saving you the embarrassment -and myjob-)

He couldn't stand it, no, he was determined-- he will rizz you up. You have to give him a chance! And so whenever you had a free moment you would see him walk up to you, it’s not that you minded his unbreaking tenacity, it was quite admirable actually.

"Hey!" He ran up to you, waving his hand. He stops in front of you weaving, "Trying to run away from me?"

"No. I’m hungry."

"Ah! The allow me to do the pleasure and buy you lunch."

"If you have money, sure.”

You were oh so happy, free food truly did taste the best. So while he got to know you you got full - and happy - tummy. Maybe you’ll actually let him take you out.

Al Haitham:

See, typically you were fine with customers, but this time you were utterly enthralled by this.. this asshole with a stick up his ass. You’d love to hop over the counter and give him a wack, but you refrain from doing so— he looked rich, and he was buff, you most definitely could not take him in a fight.

"It’s 14.55."

"I’m aware."

"I am in a rush, please let me pay already."

"Im sorry, Sir. I’m required to ring this all up."

"But I already told you, it’s 14.55." His eyes looked a bit agitated, his arms crossed.

"Sir, I am just doing my job."

"K."

To be honest, you didn’t really know what was coming out of his mouth after that, nor did you care, you simply nod, most of the “conversation” you looked at his.. uh, breast(s) pocket. You’d never see him again, what’s the harm?

You were wrong, so undeniably, unbelievably, wrong. Exactly 5 hours later you’d see him at the gym, staring at you, approaching you- wait, approaching you?? You look around the room, what do you do? How do you seem like you’re busy? Pull out you pho-?!

"Hey."

"Hello..? Do you need something?"

"Do you need help?"

"No."

"I’m helping you anyway."

"O."

And workout buddies you came to be, often meeting him during your workout sessions. You never really needed his help, but with his insistence you agreed. Sometimes even studying together.

"Are you stupid?"

"I think so, I’ve been talking with my doctor lately and-"

"I didn’t mean it literally."

"Ah."

With exams coming up you’ve been seeing each other a lot more, and the study areas have been a lot more.. romantic? Close, cool mood lighting, cold- sometimes even his own house. But then again, maybe it’s just you.

Ayato:

This was absolutely fucking nuts. This guy was decked out— SO BAD. The Ayato Kamisato, one of the richest bachelors was before you, you couldn’t help but be a bad bit taken back. But regardless you tried your best to scan all his odd items.

For a hot bachelor his grocery items were really weird, and so fucking expensive you felt your heart clench.. you’ll need a break after this, maybe even a smoke (you’ve never smoked in your life and if you were to you were pretty sure you’d have an asthma attack).

His gaze wondered you curiously, has you handed him his groceries he smiled, leaving a.. 100$ TIP?? WHAT THE FUCK. WHERE DOES HE GET THIS MONEY? I THOUGHT WE WERE IN A RESCISSION. WHAT. Your eyes were massive, looking back up at him, "Uhm, Sir. I think you misplaced this bill.." as much as you wanted to keep it, you had morals (sadly), holding yourself to high principle.

"Oh, that was no mistake. I appreciate the fact someone like you is working at such an hour. Have a lovely morning." He waved and left.. someone like me? Is that an insult? Does he think I’m poor?

As you pondered what he meant you started seeing him more, and more. Always leaving a massive tip, does god.. love me? Your reactions always brining a smile to his face, and conversations with you always left him with a swelling in his chest, you were awfully funny.

"Here, a tip."

"Am I.. in more debt?" You tilt your head, "Do you want something from me?" Your eyes widen, "Is this perhaps your way of buying me? Is that what rich people do..? That’s what’s I heard.." mumbling the last part you look into the floor, bringing your hand up to fumble with your lip- in deep concentration.

He was so weird, people said he was cool. From what you can tell all he is a weirdo. Who tips this much? Who buys this much weird stuff? Isn’t he rich? Why doesn't he just get someone to get him groceries? Why does he look at you weird? Honestly, if he kept giving you this much money you might as well become his sugar baby (not that you would mind).

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[newkatzkafe2023]

Okay, so since we have been talking, I really want to see the next part in the Coraline au continuation. If that's okay, (particularly HIB and MK reborn, lol.) no pressure, you said you liked requests but i just want to be considerate still.

Part 3 of Beldam (Y/N)🥳

(Lmk Wukong) His jaw was still touching the floor when he saw you. He observed the black monkey who was wearing a Sundress and some cute sandals. But unfortunately the despite all that he was still staring at her pair of yellow buttons That is in place of her eyes.

(Lmk Wukong): W-Who Are you?!?!😰

Monkey (Y/N): I'm sorry I must have frightened you. I tend to do that , but I'm your wife (Y/N)

(Lmk Wukong) Okay first of all I don't have a wife and second of all even if I did I doubt she would have B.....B......

Monkey (Y/N)B....B...B..Buttons??? Do you like them they're in my favorite color now dinner is Almost Ready is so can you please drop off this package next door to Pigsy and Tang They're not too far from here😊

Wukong to the box and silently left. What the hell is going on around here and Bixby and Tang right here? Maybe don't know what's happening

When Wukong got to the Restaurant he walked in to see pigsy and Tang sitting by a Piano.

Lmk Wukong: Hey you too (Y/N) Who told me to drop this off for you guys

It's when they both turn around to show their button eyes Wukong Own eye twitched Wondering if he really is going insane

Other Pigsy: Oh good you have it

Other Tang: (Y/N) It's truly the best not that we have it we can play the piano now

(Lmk Wukong) Nither of you know how to play a piano

Both: Well of course we can't we have to play it together watch Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Monkey king actually like the song. He heard before he wave goodbye to the two and return to your home where she was surprised with all types of noodles and peach chips.

Monkey (Y/N) Surprise hope you like it

And Wukong did After you told him you were waiting for him for quite a long time. He then started to feel really tired. Especially from the day he had looking for those missing men with Mk.

Monkey (Y/N) You look tired let's get you to bed now

(Y/N) Then led him to a bedroom where all of his collection over the years was much more neither than before after you gave Cherry's juice to help him get some sleep.

Monkey (Y/N) Good night my king I had a lot of fun tonight💛

(Mk Reborn Wukong) This is bizarre on so many levels. First of all he was not expecting to walk into a mirror. Second of all he was also not expecting that said mirror To cause and tomet up with a female monkey. Third of all He didn't expect the female monkey to be just as snarky is him

(MKR Wukong) What are you talking about and what happened to your eyes? Why I do that you have??

Monkey (Y/N): Buttons nice to know you noticed you you're not put off by it are you???

(MKR Wukong) N-No just want is the story of that?!?!

Monkey (Y/n) Hehe🤭 I'll explain the story of that later , but i'm gonna need you To drop off a package to pigsy For me please then come back when dinner is ready

Wukong takes the box 📦 from you and walked of he was trying to still rap his head around in everything. There's a female monkey who Just said she was waiting for him and now she's sending him off. To do a quick favor like he should be full of questions right now. And another thing pigz is here he knew about This place maybe he's gonna know what's going on. Though he doubts it, but he's his best chance of understanding. What the hell any of this is. When he got their he found pigsy Alright But he too had button eyes

Other Pigsy: Welcome my king

Finally some respect this is something he can get used to

Mk Wukong: (Y/N) Wanted me to give this package to you

Other Pigsy: Oh good she's the best now I can work on my piano

Mk Wukong: What you don't play Piano

Other Pigsy: Well of course I don't the piano plays me Watch this. Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Monkey king Clapped his hands liking what he was hearing After talking Wukong Wave goodbye To the other pigs and left back home to you What do you smell a lot of food.

Wukong Soon fell in himself challing down some vegetable fried rice and Other foods their was noodles and soup Dumplings too.

Monkey (Y/N) I hope you like it. I have other stuff. You wanna try if you're hungry still

(MKR Wukong) No man this is great but I am thirsty

Monkey (Y/N) All right say it less I got peach tea

Wukong Drank the tea before (Y/N) You put a cake in front of him saying welcome home

Monkey (Y/N) I've been waiting A long time for your Sun Wukong. I really hope you enjoy your stay here With me here. You can have anything you want Just as that's all you have to do.

Wukong Smiled At you but he suddenly felt tired i'm all of the food he had

Mk Wukong: (Y/N) Thanks, but I'm really need to get to bed. Masters gonna come looking for me

Monkey (Y/N) Of course that is very important let's get you a bed

(Y/n) Lead The monkey king to less mess version of his room Everything was organized from top to bottom. And that's when she brought him to bed not before him some cherry juice to help fall asleep

Monkey (Y/N) Good night🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵🎵🎶🎵

(NR Wukong) He just stood there, He stood in silence. All he did was stare into what? But what have been your eyes if it wasn't further bright Pink buttons. He had absolutely no idea What else to say. The dude was for once Speechless

Monkey (Y/N) Handsome? Earth to handsome? Are you okay hubby? you look like you saw ghosts you're not sick are you?

Wukong Was able to snap out of it a little but

(NR Wukong) Um yeah??? Is there a story about your Bu.............Bu...........

Monkey (Y/N) Oh my buttons do you like them I always thought they were neat No I enough those chit chat foods getting cold but I do need you to do me a quick favor??? Can you please take this package to Su She's not too far from here so just drop it off at her house.

(NR Wukong) No problem I guess

Monkey (Y/N) Thank you baby

Wukong Walked out of the house In silence and confusion what is Li's girlfriend doing here and why is she living so close Maybe he really showed to get out More He got to the big expensive looking house. He walked in inside to see Su with her own pair of buttons when the middle of the living room playing a piano

Other Su: Wukong good to see you. Oh Good, she sent the package over as a thing. I wrote a song for you

Other Su: Making up a song about Wukong🎵 He's a King , He's a Hero, He can do no wrong🎶 He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Nezha Actually enjoyed the song he heard and we've Goodbye to the other sill. That's where he returned back to home where he smelled a lot of food

Monkey (Y/N) So how do you like the soup dumplings they took me hours.

(NR Wukong) I love what you did but i'm kind of thirsty though

Monkey (Y/N) No problem, I have variety types of wine and alcohol. You know but if you feel like relaxing relaxing then I have tea as well. I also made brownies I hope you like them

Wukong ate one of your brownies with he started to feel Like he was on the elevator that was going up and down at the same time.

Monkey (Y/N) Probably should have mentioned that it was an edible. We better bring you the bed so that thing can wear off

(Y/N) Then brought the monkey king to retro bed And talk them in bernard before giving him some cherry juice To help.

(Y/N) Sweet dreams Handsome🩷

(HIB Wukong) He stood there in silence just looking at you like what is going on. Did he just walk into the sunken place or something. He has so many questions right now. But and fear of being rude towards you. I mean maybe you'll even notice but he'll just like be subtle with the question

(HIB) I'm terribly sorry but who are you and what happens here eyes????????

Monkey (Y/N) Oh Curious about my button Eyes they're so cute aren't they they're my favorite Color too. Do you like them??? I think they are wonderful.

(HIB) Still sorry for barging into your house. I didn't mean to I just found Strange tunnel and

Monkey (Y/N) Oh my sweet king, you don't have to apologize to me. In fact, I welcome you. Dinner is almost ready but I need you to do me a small favor. Can you please deliver this package to pigsy He lives next door can't miss him

Wukong then received The package from you before being pushed out gently. And he found himself walking down the street and auto pilot. He had so many questions and his main one is Pigsy actually here??? maybe he'll know what's going on because I am majorly perplex Wukong got to the house he saw tapping on a Piano.

(HIB) Pigsy????

Other Pigsy: Good evening your majesty!!!!

Wukong Frozen to see pigsy With button eyes?!

Other Pigsy: Oh good you have the package (Y/N) Truly is the best. Well to show you my gratitude I wrote you a song on my piano.

(HIB) When have you ever played the Piano

Other Pigsy: Just now, Here let me show you. Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶

Monkey king Loved the song he heard After talking to the other pigzy, for a little bit, he returned home to you and he smelled fish as soon as he got there. Lots and lots of fish. I'm Not kidding from Deep fried fish to Fish soup And you had fried rice And soup dumplings with noodles.

Monkey (Y/N) Poor you, you must have been so hungry. I know I should cook the more i'm so inconsiderate

(HIB) No no I love all of this it's just i'm thirsty now

Monkey (Y/N) Oh you should have started with that come I have tea Green tea, oolong tea, And if you're feeling romantic red wine.

(HIB) Do you have Roasted Oolong tea

Monkey (Y/N) Yes sir

(Y/N) pour a cup of tea for Wukong before putting a Cake That said welcome home

(Y/n) I was waiting for you for so Wukong You have no idea how lonely I was but The waiting was worth it because I have you here now

Sun Wukong Add felt something as felt in a long time joy. This female monkey had worked very hard to impress him and make him happy and welcome him. Even though he basically broke an entered into her home , she didn't minded all and welcomed him with open arms.

Monkey (Y/N) It's getting late my king we should get you to bed we don't want You will to be all grumpy in the morning coming out

Wukong The rolled his eyes and followed you to the bedroom A bedroom he always dreamed of mind you after he drank the Cherry juice you gave him he fell right to sleep but not before he heard

Monkey (Y/N) See you soon🧡

(Netflix Wukong) This dude Went out like a light. Yeah it was quite embarrassing but can you blame him. He thought he walked into the home of another only to meet up with a female monkey Bright red button eyes. And his Is constitution can't take that You decided it was the best decision to lay him out on the couch until he wakes up.

Monkey (Y/N) Honey? honey? Woo hoo honey? Are you feeling better now?

Wukong After a little While Manage to regain consciousness.

(Netflix Wukong) Lin??? You never guess what happened I just had the crazy dream. I dreamt that I went through a door and it led me to pretty female monkey with button........

Sun Wukong has look to see the same female monkey He had met earlier with bright red Button eyes.

(Netflix Wukong) Eyes............ So it wasn't a dream after all......... And i'm possibly insane.

You Couldn't help but burst out laughing at the cute monkey boy in the front of you. He is such a silly little Guy isn't he?

Monkey (Y/N) Hehe, Nope, not a dream, Did you want it to be a dream? Well, now that you're okay, you can get ready for dinner. I need you to Do me a favor I need you to prefer this package to buddha pretty please, then you can come back down for dinner. Thank you

Wukong's Jaw dropped When he heard what you were asking of him , then you would quickly send them off before he can ask any questions When he got outside, he looked up nervously. And it's right , and so what appeared to be A run down shack of some kind. When he knocked on the door he saw border in the middle tapping on a piano

Other Buddha: Welcome!!!! (Y/N) Told me you were stopping by she said that you have the package for me. Stay for a bit I was actually playing on my piano

(Netflix Wukong) Budda don't play on a piano

Other Buddha: Well of course I don't the piano plays me

Other Buddha: Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as I in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Wukong is smug As all hell, when he heard that song Buddha would never sing Something like that to him but he's glad that his (Y/N)forced too. He said his goodbyes to buddha before returning to the house where he smelled Something incredible. He walked inside to see (Y/N) Made a whole table of peach flavored suites From putting to pie 🥧,Wukong Chill down with no problem at all.

Monkey (Y/N) Jeez Wukong you are really hungry huh🤭 Would you like anything to drink buddy

Netflix Wukong: Do you got a peach smoothie

Monkey (Y/N) Yes I do and i'm going to get some too

(Y/n) Pour the peach smoothie and put a cake In front of the monkey king The takes said welcome home

Monkey (Y/N) I was waiting a very long time for you. But now you are here and I am happy again

Wukong Blushed at the female monkeys words wondering what she meant. But he grew tired.

(Netflix Wukong) (Y/N) I really should be Getting to bed now

Monkey (Y/N) It's fine dear let's get you to bed

(Y/N) Then brought wu kong to a child like bedroom and got him ready to sleep , not before Giving him cherry juice saying that'll help him relax and ward off nightmares

Monkey (Y/N) I'll see you so and baby boy

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It's a date :)

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Part 1

Ao3

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Private chat nicknames:

RedHood = Jason

Danny = Danny

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The next day, Jason wakes up with a yawn. He stretches, letting out a relieved exhale. That was one of the best nights of sleep he’s had in a long time.

Usually, the Pit’s bothering him, combined with hours of patrolling and fighting crime, usually getting injured as well, he usually wakes up sore and almost just as exhausted as he goes to sleep.

But now…

It was calm. He felt calm.

He didn’t quite dream, though that was fine, as he hadn’t had any nightmares either.

It was… refreshing.

Though, all of it is also kind of… unnerving…

All these good things happening?

The Joker finally dying, meeting a cute guy who doesn’t seem intimidated by him as Red Hood and taking him out on a date, the Pit barely bothering him, sleeping better than he had in years…

With all of that happening, Jason can’t help but wonder…

When is the other shoe gonna drop?

His good mood slightly dampened with disconcertion, Jason gets out of bed with a small grunt. He doesn’t bother to get changed yet, instead moving along to the kitchen to start on breakfast.

After taking in the groceries he has left, Jason starts making some simple bacon and eggs. He catches himself humming while cooking and abruptly stops, continuing his cooking with a small frown on his face.

Why is he feeling this… this… good?

Just what is happening with the Pit?

He’s not enchanted or drugged or anything, is he?

It’s all the unknowns that are making Jason slightly worried.

Are his emotions still his own?

He feels like most of his worries have been stripped from his body. He feels way more comfortable in his skin. He feels happy, content, tranquil…

He just feels so much.

…

But still no rage.

He eats his breakfast while he ponders over his newfound emotional state. It’s as he eats that his eyes land on his phone.

The Bats have probably blown up his phone with calls and messages in the meantime.

And the fact that he doesn’t feel as irritated or mad as he should about it is another point of slight concern.

Either way. Ugh, Jason still doesn’t really want to deal with it.

However…

After he has put his plate away, he picks up his phone anyway and turns it back on. Sure enough, he has too many missed calls and unread messages. And it seems that with his ‘online’ status, some are encouraged again and start sending him more texts.

Jason ignores it all in favor of doing what he had planned to do when turning his phone back on anyway, messaging Danny.

Just so that he has Jason’s number as well

…

And perhaps to plan another date meetup, he thinks with an involuntary soft smile on his face.

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Private chat

RedHood: Hey, it's Red Hood. Just checking in and making sure you also have my number.

RedHood: In case of emergency, of course.

Danny: hi!! 👋😊

Danny: it’s Danny!! 😁                                     

Danny: which you already knew..

Danny: obviously 😅 😅

RedHood: I do now.

RedHood: Who knows, you could’ve given me the wrong number.

RedHood: It’s good to have the confirmation that it’s you :)

Danny: ahh yes!

Danny: good point 👉

RedHood: So, I was wondering if you had the time to meet again sometime this week?

RedHood: I can show you around the city, y’know? Like I mentioned yesterday? :)

Danny: !!!

Danny: yes!! 😁

Danny: that sounds like fun! ☺️ 🙃

Danny: and very useful 🤔

Danny: it’s good to know where not to go 😌

Danny: so I don’t kill another clown 🤡

Danny: haha

Danny: not that I’m like planning on killing another clown! 😰

Danny: no sir, there is no murder on this agenda!! 🙅 🙅

Danny: clowns or otherwise

RedHood: Haha, I didn’t think so.

RedHood: It was pretty clear to me it was self-defense anyway, don’t worry :)

RedHood: Even if it wasn’t, it was the Joker. So who, other than the Bat, cares?

RedHood: And it’s not like I can judge.

Danny: ah, good good

Danny: didn’t want my first impression to be being a murderer 😅 😅

Danny: that’d be bad 😓

RedHood: You don’t need to worry.

RedHood: You made a pretty good first impression in my opinion :)

RedHood: So, when are you free? For the meetup?

RedHood: I can come pick you up at your apartment again, if you want?

Danny: oh yeah that’d be nice!! 😊

Danny: and uhh, lemme check my school schedule real quick brb

Danny: alright, so I have classes till like 12.30 today

Danny: but I’m free from then on 🙃

Danny: minus like, time I need to eat lunch and stuff 😅 😅  

Danny: does that work for you?

Danny: I mean else I could probably do like thursday or something 🤔

Danny: if that works better??

RedHood: Today works just fine. And we can pick up some lunch on the way if need be. My treat :)

RedHood: I’ll come pick you up around 1 pm then?

Danny: it’s a date!! 😁

Danny: I mean sure, totally! it’s not a date!! 🙅 🙅

Danny: unless you want it to be a date?.. 👀

Danny: I mean did you mean for it to be a date?

Danny: is it a date? 🤔 🤔

Danny: I mean I don’t wanna assume 😅

Danny: and like

Danny: I wouldn’t mind if it was a date.. 👀

Danny: or if it wasn’t a date!!

Danny: wouldn’t mind that either, of course 😅  

Danny: I just wasn’t quite sure where we stood 😓 🥺

Danny: and what the context of the meetup was

Danny: ..?

Danny: Red Hood??

RedHood: It’s a date.

RedHood: ;)

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Jason goes offline and turns his phone back off, still pointedly ignoring all the unread messages and missed calls from the Bats. He slides it onto and across the table in front of him and proceeds to put his arms down in front of him, resting his face on them.

Soft smile still on his face and cheeks colored faintly pink, Jason closes his eyes.

It’s a date…

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@i-always-say-yea   @uraniumwizard    @why-must-i-be-like-this   @griffinthing

#dp x dc #dp x dc fic #dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dead on main #dead on main ship #jason having no more worries and feeling genuinely happy and in love: are these drugs? am i drugged? #jason who never uses smileys unless to flip someone off: *uses smileys to hopefully put danny a bit at ease/make him a little less nervous* #oh and for those who are confused #Jason put Danny in his contacts as 'Nova'. In-chat nicknames will not be the same as contact names #also i love how it doesnt occur to jason that it might be strange for the ppl of gotham to see red hood going out during the day #like he planned the date as red hood and thats what danny knows him as and stuff #but still going about as red hood when going on an actual date + during the day and stuff doesn't seem like a great idea tbh #oh well

[hotchnerobsessed]

Go It Alone - Part 1

Virgin!Fem!Reader x Hotch | When you realize you’ll be going to another wedding alone, Hotch offers to be your plus one.

Warnings: 🤭+😰 Description of insecurities, and MAJOR FLUFF (You didn’t realize just how much of a softie your perpetually serious boss really was. Hotch already has feelings for you, but it’s the start of feelings for someone you’d never truly considered before.)

Word Count: 10,496

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Series Masterlist / Main Masterlist

This is the longest fic I’ve written, but it’s probably my favourite. I just want this sweet man to hold me and tell me everything will be alright.

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Weddings were happy events.

Right?

You’re surrounded by people who are all there to celebrate two people coming together; to celebrate love.

The only thing was, during quiet moments in the midst of the bustling people around you, your mind always wandered. The invitation for a “plus one” was always there, but you’d never had that person by your side who made your heart flutter. You always felt guilty for allowing these thoughts to seep in at the worst possible times, but you couldn’t help it. You knew you should be joyful. You should be focusing on the happy couple, and the love they have for each other. Instead, you always found your chest heavy with feelings of longing and inadequacy, wondering when it might be your turn.

When the invite arrived in the mail, you had to read it a couple times before realization finally settled in. It was from an old classmate you’d hardly talked to in years, though in this day and age of social media you’d somewhat “kept in touch” with the odd like or comment on each other’s posts. As much as you were surprised to get the invite, you couldn’t deny that you two had been together through every major milestone in your lives so far, and knowing she wanted you to be there to share in her special day warmed your heart.

But it didn’t take long before a pit in your stomach began to grow at the thought of having to attend the wedding alone. The thought of facing your old classmates, still single, was almost too much to bear. You decided you would give yourself a few days to think it through before responding.

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Sitting in your usual spot, the rest of the team dispersed throughout the plane and chatting amongst themselves, you stared out the window at the dark night that encompassed the aircraft. Your mind was focused on the wedding once again. You hadn’t responded within the few days like you’d planned to; it was now over a month later and the deadline for your RSVP was less than a week away. The collage of happy images that scattered the front of the invite flashed through your mind; you couldn’t help but imagine who’s face you might see next to yours on your own save-the-date one day.

“Everything okay?” A soft voice pulled you from the depths of your mind. As you looked up, you saw that JJ had sat down across from you, sliding a steaming mug of coffee your way.

Smiling at her in thanks, you wrapped your hands around the warm mug and lifted it to your lips. “Yeah.. yeah. I’m good. Just a little tired. So this coffee is exactly what I needed. Thank you.”

Your attempt at pretending nothing was wrong didn't go well, and she saw right through you. "What's on your mind?" she asked through a warm smile.

Looking down at the drink in your hands, unable to maintain eye contact, you fidgeted with the handle of the mug. Opening your mouth to speak, you hesitated before finally admitting, "It's stupid, really." You paused for a moment, and she was silent, allowing you time to gather your thoughts. "I got a wedding invitation in the mail a few weeks ago. Someone I used to go to school with. I just.. I guess I'm just tired of going to these things alone." An understanding smile graced her lips as she nodded her head gently. When she didn't respond right away, you shook your head and laughed quietly, turning to look out the window again, "it's nothing JJ, really. I'm sure I'm just overthinking it."

A second later, you felt a comforting hand on yours, pulling your attention back to her. "If you're feeling this anxious about it, it's clearly not nothing.." She trailed off, and you smiled weakly at her. Gently nudging you once more, she asked, "I’ve been told I’m a good listener.”

Laughing softly, you breathed in deep and closed your eyes, slowly released the air from your lungs. You were thankful she was approaching the situation gently, because you were currently fighting to keep your emotions at bay. Your mind was attempting to rationalize the overwhelming feeling as simply being overtired, but you knew there was a lot more to it. The question now was just how much you were willing to share, at the risk of someone else overhearing you. "Most of the time it doesn’t bother me.. the fact that I’ve never been in a relationship.. but then stuff like this comes up, events where bringing your significant other is a special thing, and I don’t have anyone..” Finally looking up at her once more, you ended honestly, ”I know it’s stupid, but it makes me feel lonely.”

Giving your hand a loving squeeze, your eyes met once more, and as she spoke you felt the start of tears threatening to escape. “It’s not stupid. Your feelings are valid. I can only imagine that’s not an easy feeling to process, but just know that you are loved.” The smile in her eyes warmed your heart. “And if this person wants you at their wedding, they clearly care about you. Try to focus on that.”

Smiling weakly at her, you nodded your head; you knew she was right. You weren’t new to this feeling, and you knew you could push through like you always did, but that didn’t make it any easier.

Just as you were about to look out the window once more, you heard a voice from behind you, “did someone say wedding? I love weddings! Who’s getting married?!”

Laughing softly, one single tear finally rolling down your cheek, you looked up at JJ who was glancing over your shoulder, “of course you do Morgan. Why does that not surprise me?”

As JJ looked back at you, she caught the tail end of you wiping the stray tear away, before you turned sideways in your seat to look at Morgan. He was leaning his arms on the back of the seat beside you, that huge grin of his spread across his face. “It’s an old friend of mine. The wedding is next month, and I was just telling JJ about how I was thinking of asking you to be my date,” you teased.

His smile grew even wider as he laughed and dropped his head, shaking it slightly before joking right back, “you know I would be honoured, but I think my Baby Girl might have something to say about me stepping out on her and being someone else’s pretend wedding boyfriend.”

Laughing right along with him, JJ also cracking a smile at your exchange, you admitted, “I wouldn’t want to get in the way of Baby Girl and her Chocolate Thunder now would I?” Both of you knew Penelope wouldn’t actually have a problem with it, but both of you also knew that the prospect of going together wasn’t substantial.

Reaching over the seat to give your shoulder a gentle squeeze, he spoke in a caring voice, one that Morgan didn’t use often, but when he did you knew he meant it. “You’re an amazing girl, and any guy would be lucky to be by your side.” Placing your hand overtop of his, you patted his warm knuckles a few times in thanks.

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Before you knew it, you were back on the ground and making your way to the office to file your paperwork. You’d only been sitting down at your desk for a few short minutes, flipping through the mountain of papers when you heard the familiar commanding voice of your unit chief calling for your attention, “Y/N, could you join me in my office when you have a minute?”

Looking up from behind your computer screen, you answered his question with a swift, “not a problem, Sir,” and he nodded in response. You were the only two in the bullpen; most everyone else had either gone home, or out for drinks, but neither of you had felt up for that.

Glancing at your watch you noted the time; it was 1:17AM. Somehow it felt like it was much later, as the exhaustion from the case, and the conversation on the flight home, finally began to take affect on your body.

Filing the last of the paperwork, you stood from your desk and made your way across the carpeted floor and up the stairs. His door was open slightly, and you could hear the sound of shuffling papers. Knocking, you waited for his quiet, “come in,” before stepping through the doorway.

Closing the door behind you, you turned around and glanced across the room to where he sat behind his desk. Without looking up from his papers, he spoke once more, “have a seat.”

Responding silently, you simply took the few steps across the open space and sat down in the chair across from him. Smoothing out the material of your skirt, you couldn’t help the slight anxiousness that built in your chest. You’d been called into his office before, and never for anything bad, but taking into account the fact that everyone else had left, you rationalized that if bad news needed to be delivered, now would be the time to do it.

“Sir..” you began to speak, but your train of thought was abruptly cut off as he looked up at you. There was something different in his eyes, something kind, and gentle, that you’d only seen a handful of times before.

The ghost of a smile flashed across his lips, the corner of his eyes crinkling as he spoke, “please, call me Aaron.”

Nodding, you repeated, “Aaron, right. Is there something I can help you with?”

Shaking his head, he looked back down at his paperwork and paused, almost as if weighing his words before speaking. As he set his pen down, he looked back up at you and eased into it, “will you be needing any time off for this wedding you’re attending?”

Blinking a couple times, you took a few seconds as your mind switched gears. You weren’t sure exactly what his motivation was behind asking, but you knew there was more to it than anything work related. “Oh! Umm.. honestly I haven’t even decided if I’m going or not. But no,” you answered finally, “no I shouldn’t need any time off. It’s here in the city.”

Nodding, quiet as he processed your answer, you could feel your heart beating in your chest. You wished you hadn’t admitted your hesitance about accepting the invite, knowing well that he would more than likely ask why you were unsure.

“Okay. Well if you ever need extra time off, you just let me know. I’ll do what I can to make it work for you.”

Smiling softly at him, he returned the smile as you thanked him, “thank you Sir.. Aaron.. I appreciate it.”

Nodding once more, he added, “you said you haven’t decided yet if you’re going? May I ask what has you feeling hesitant?”

Making eye contact with him, you couldn’t help the tightness that gripped your chest. There it was. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him, but this was one of your deepest insecurities and you’d already discussed it once tonight; the prospect of rehashing it all again, with your boss, didn’t thrill you.

But the longer you looked at him, the more the softness in his eyes became apparent. He wasn’t always that stern, intimidating man he was in the field. You knew there was more to him, but you didn’t see the gentle side of him often. Truth be told, you were intrigued by the enigma he seemed to be; you wanted to know more about him.

Looking down at your lap, your fingers fidgeting nervously with one of the buttons that trailed down the front of your skirt, you decided being honest was your best option. “Oh, it’s really not a big deal, I just.. don’t have anyone to go with.” Finally looking up at him once more, gauging his reaction, you were greeted with a look of comfort and understanding. You confessed, “I guess I’m just tired of going to these things alone.”

You simply gazed at each other as he weighed your words with care. He fought with what to say next, and you could see the gears turning in his head, see the contemplation on his face.

The feelings he had for you had crept in slowly. It wasn’t long after you’d started at the BAU when he’d noticed it the first time; the way your nose crinkled when you laughed. It took him a few seconds to recover and fake a laugh of his own at whatever joke he’d missed because he was too lost in thought as he glanced at you.

Over the months, he did everything he could to fight the scenarios that played out in his head of you and him together. He was your superior, and he never wanted to put you in the position of feeling like you had to say yes to dinner with him simply for that reason. He’d decided that even though it wasn’t going to be easy, he was going to carry on as if nothing was wrong.

And that would stay true, until he overheard the last bit of your conversation with Derek about the wedding. He couldn’t ignore the opportunity to spend more time with you, to be close to you, if it was what you wanted. Knowing you were looking for someone to go with, he wanted to offer to simply accompany you as a friend; someone to share those memories with. But he couldn’t deny there was a tiny “what if” making itself known in the depths of his mind. He wondered if after spending time together, away from work, just two people getting to know each other, maybe, just maybe, you would see him the way he saw you.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke, “I don’t mean to overstep, so please know that you can be honest with me..” He hesitated before continuing, and all you could do was stare, anticipating what he was going to say next. “I quite enjoy weddings. I would be more than happy to accompany you. If you’d have me.”

His offer might have come as a surprise to you, but to him, it was a long time coming.

A subtle smile flashed across your face as you took the time to process his words. Glancing down at your lap once more, your fingers still fidgeting with that same gold button, you let out an airy laugh. It wasn’t a teasing laugh, but more a laugh of disbelief. No one had ever voluntarily stood by your side before, never mind a man as put together as Aaron Hotchner.

Your mind began running through any possible explanation as to why he might be offering. Was it pity? Probably not. Was he looking for an excuse to dress up? Maybe, but you doubted it; he wore better suits every day than you’d seen most of the men in your life wear before. Was he trying to get closer to you? Nope, definitely not that. Though you’d acknowledged very early on that he was handsome, you knew he was so far out of your league that fantasies of you and him never stood a chance. Not to mention the fact that he was your boss. The potential mess of an office relationship was enough to make you distance yourself from possibilities with just about anyone at the bureau.

It had been a few seconds and you still hadn’t responded, so he added faintly, “I promise you it’s perfectly fine if you don’t want me to join. I just wanted to extend the offer in case..”

You cut him off mid-sentence, “no, no, it’s not that.. it’s just.. are you sure?” You were still having a hard time believing what he was offering. As you looked him in the eyes once more, you saw the realization on his face; you weren’t struggling with whether you wanted him to join you, you were struggling with wondering if you were worthy of the company.

Nodding softly, he spoke through a smile, “I’m sure. The day you started I could already tell you were going to be an irreplaceable member of this team, and you’ve only proved me right.” You couldn’t help the faint blush that spread across your face. “But I also like to know my team outside of working hours. I believe it helps to build trust, and form stronger bonds between us all. We don’t know a lot about each other yet, and I would like to change that.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, you accepted his explanation at face value, not currently having the mental capacity to read into it further. Smiling, your first genuine smile while thinking about the wedding since you’d received the invite, you maintained eye contact as you responded somewhat timidly, “okay. Thank you, Aaron. This means a lot to me.”

As you both smiled at each other, he answered honestly, “don’t mention it. The pleasure is all mine.”

Neither of you had told the rest of the team what you’d discussed, having agreed that it might give the wrong impression.

The next month passed rather quickly, as your excitement for the day grew more and more. Much to your surprise, work wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable at all. If anything, it had pulled you even further out of your shell. Knowing your boss had confidence in you, not only as a colleague, but also as an individual, brought so much more of your true self out. Parts of you that you hadn’t even realized you’d been hiding started to shine through.

You’d noticed a change in Hotch as well. He seemed.. happier. He smiled more, involved himself in team banter more, and spoke to you using your first name now rather than your last. It was a small change, but one that made you feel warm inside.

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When the day finally arrived, you couldn’t help the giddy feeling that washed over you. You knew this would be a night to remember, and you were so thankful to Aaron for making it possible that the memorable parts of the night were going to be happy ones.

You had just finished slipping into your dress when you heard a knock on the door. Running your palms along the material, smoothing it out, you smiled as you took in your appearance. Your hair was curled slightly, and pulled off to one side. The dress you were wearing was a deep emerald green, and the cut hugged your curves just right.

As you opened the front door, you motioned for him to join you inside. Stepping though the door and closing it behind himself, it took everything in him not to completely melt into a puddle at your feet. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen anyone so beautiful in his life. You were stunning and he could feel his heart beating faster in his chest.

He still hadn’t said anything aside from your initial greeting, almost unable to speak for fear of saying too much, so he was thankful that you spoke first. “Would you mind helping me with this? I don’t usually struggle this much with my jewelry, but I just can’t seem to get my necklace done up.”

Taking the dainty gold necklace from your grasp, he tried his best to steady his hands as you turned your back to him and lifted your hair out of the way. With the soft skin of your neck exposed, he couldn’t help it as his eyes trailed from your hair, down your neck, and across your back. Slipping the necklace around you, he fastened it in place. The slight graze of your skin against his knuckles had his mind reeling, and anticipating the evening, wondering if he might be so lucky as to share a dance with you.

Dropping your hair against your back, you turned to face him once more as you tugged gently at the necklace so it would settle in place. He responded to your thanks for the assistance, and he couldn’t hold back the praise that fell off his lips, “you look beautiful. Green is a good colour on you.”

Smiling up at him, you brushed your hand across his shoulder playfully, “you don’t look so bad yourself.” He was wearing a simple black suit, something you’d seen him wear a million times before, but he switched things up from his day-to-day wear and swapped out his regular tie for a bow tie. Tugging gently at the fabric around his neck, you noted, “The bow tie is a nice touch. I like it.”

He couldn’t help the smile that flashed across his face. He wasn’t going to let his feelings get in the way of simply enjoying the evening, but he couldn’t ignore how it felt to hear you compliment him the way you had. If there was ever any doubt in his mind about the way he felt for you, the tightness the gripped his chest as he reached out his arm to you cemented it; he wanted to spend the rest of his life helping you put necklaces on and accompanying you to all kinds of events neither of you really wanted to be at.

Looping your arm under his, you rested your hand on his forearm as you spoke, “shall we?” Nodding, he smiled at you once more before opening the front door and leading you down the walkway to his vehicle.

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The drive to the church went by too fast; conversation flowed so naturally, and you both wished you could have more time just the two of you to talk. When you arrived, he got out first and made his way around the vehicle to open the door for you. Acknowledging his kindness, you spoke as you placed your hand in his and stepped out, “and they say chivalry is dead.” He laughed lightly, that beautiful smile of his flashing across his face. “Thank you, Aaron.”

Responding once again with a simple nod and a quiet, “you’re welcome,” he motioned with his hand for you to lead the way.

Making your way up the front steps of the church, you stood behind the line of people filtering in. Once you were through the doors, you made your way up the aisle, Aaron following close behind. Finding a spot about halfway back, you sat down and smoothed out your dress as he lowered himself into the pew. As he did, his arm brushed yours gently, and he was quick to apologize, but you responded just as swift, "oh, no problem! Thank you again, for coming with me today." As you exchanged smiles, you added, "I feel a lot better being here with someone I can talk to.. someone I'm comfortable with."

He could tell your words were sincere, and it warmed his heart. He felt like he should be thanking you, for the simple fact that you had accepted his offer to join you today. Allowing him to spend more time with you, knowing you trusted him and felt comfortable with him, seemingly made every worry of his fade into the background. He felt like the luckiest man alive just to be by your side.

As more people arrived and filled in the empty seats around you, a few familiar faces caught your attention, but only for a short enough period of time for you to throw them a quick wave, before you were back in deep conversation with Aaron. At one point he'd said something that made you laugh, and he was mesmerized, staring at that same crinkle in your nose that had first caught his attention those many months ago. You reached over, innocently placing your hand on his knee, and the warmth of your hand sent shockwaves through his system; like a jolt of electricity had entered his body at the point of contact and nearly stopped his heart from beating.

It wasn't long before the music began playing, and the wedding party was making their way in one by one. As the bride began walking down the aisle, you caught a glimpse of her, and she was absolutely stunning as you'd expected; she was one of those girls that was effortlessly beautiful. But your eyes quickly found their way to the front of the church. Your favourite thing at any wedding was watching the groom's reaction to seeing his soon-to-be wife making her way towards him.

Aaron noticed the slight turn to your head, and followed your line of sight. Once he noticed who you were looking at, a whole new understanding hit him; you might not have realized it, but your body language was clear as day. He immediately picked up on how intently you were watching the groom, paying the closest of attention to how in love he was. It was hard to fake that kind of a genuine reaction, and it was one that, typically, only the bride got to see.

Once more, as he glanced back at you, he felt the whole world disappear around him. He imagined himself up there, you walking towards him, as he tried his best to contain the tears that would evidently be threatening to escape. You nearly caught him staring at you, but thankfully the music fading and the voice of the officiant speaking snapped him back to reality as you turned to face him. Smiling at him, he returned a smile as you both seated yourselves once more.

The ceremony was over before you knew it, with the couple sharing their first kiss as husband and wife, before making their way back down the aisle.

Once outside, you shook the hands of a few old classmates, and congratulated the happy couple, giving your long-time friend a warm hug. And as much as you'd tried to fight it, you could feel yourself pulling away from the phony greetings with people who had hardly said a word to you in school, never mind in the years since you'd graduated. You were thankful that the line was moving rather quickly, because you didn't want to stick around and mingle much longer; there would be more than enough time to do that at the reception later, and you already weren't looking forward to it.

Aaron knew something was up, with how fast you had made your way out of the crowd of people and towards the parking lot, as he took long strides to keep up with you. "Hey, hey, is everything okay?" he spoke through a light laugh, but the genuine concern in his voice was apparent.

Once you reached the vehicle, you turned to face him and decided it was best to be honest, "I just want to get out of here.." Your voice cracked slightly as you spoke.

All he could do was nod, as he opened the door for you, allowing you to get settled before closing it once again. Your eyes followed him as he made his way around the vehicle and climbed into the drivers seat. "Where to?" It was a simple question, and you were thankful he hadn't questioned your urgency to get out of there; he knew you would tell him what was going on when you were ready.

Looking over at him, you admitted, "You know, it might sound kind of stupid, but I've always wanted to get all dressed up and go out for some cheap pizza."

Smiling at your honesty, he responded immediately, "consider it done. I know just the place."

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The sound of singing played faintly over the radio as you drove, both of you silent, because he didn't want to pry, and you weren't ready to talk quite yet. But the stillness between you wasn't awkward. You both felt comfortable simply being in each other's company. Whether that was because you'd spent countless flights sitting near him without uttering a word, or because you truly trusted him and were thankful to be escaping the hell in your mind with him, you weren't sure, but you took note of the ease you felt around him. He felt it too, and couldn't help but smile to himself as he listened to the faint inhale and exhale of your lungs.

A few short minutes later, you arrived at a small hole-in-the-wall pizzeria, one you'd never heard of before. As he put the vehicle in park, he finally broke the silence, "this is one of my favourite places. It's cheap, not usually busy, and the pizza is surprisingly good."

Looking over at him, you smiled and nodded your head, "sounds good to me."

Once you were both out of the vehicle, he held the door to the restaurant open for you and you thanked him as you walked in. Glancing around, you saw that it was dimly lit, only 6 tables sat along the walls of the tight area, and in the back corner you saw an elderly man tossing crust by hand. As soon as he looked up from his work he smiled wide, "Oh hello Mr. FBI man! How is my favourite customer today?"

As your eyes trailed from him to Aaron, your chest swelled as you took in the bashful grin that crossed his face. "I'm doing well Marco, how are you?"

The man behind the counter smiled wide as he spoke, "oh you know me. Another day above ground is a good day." As Aaron laughed at the playful comment, Marco added, "and who is the beautiful lady you've brought with you today?" You felt your face flush, flattered by his kind words.

As Aaron glanced down at you, you swore you saw something in his eyes, something that told you he wanted to say more than he did, but he didn't give you time to read into it. "This is my friend, Y/N."

Aaron looked back over at Marco as he spoke, and your eyes followed his line of sight back to the cheerful man. "Well any friend of yours is a friend of mine. Where are you two off to dressed so fancy?"

You filled him in on your plans for the day, as you both ordered what you wanted. When you reached into your purse to pull out your wallet, Aaron stopped you, sliding his card into the machine before you could. "You didn't have to do that! This was my idea.”

Gazing down at you, he admitted, "I know. Consider it my thank you for letting me join you today. I'm having a great time."

You couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of your mouth, soon spreading like wildfire across your face. "I am too. Thank you again for keeping me company."

He nodded in response before leading you to what you could only assume was his favourite table. In no time at all, the fresh slices of pizza were being brought out to you, and did it ever smell delicious. Diving right in, you hummed in delight, "you were right, this is some good pizza."

You talked about the restaurant, how he'd found it, how he takes Jack here all the time. The joy this place brought him warmed your heart. As he sat across from you, beaming as he spoke, you were quickly beginning to realize that at his core he was truly just a gentle man who enjoyed the little things. The stern, intimidating exterior you saw so often at work was simply that, a face he put on when dealing with the awful things humanity was capable of.

When the natural lull in the conversation settled between you two, you sighed quietly. Looking up at him, you spoke slowly, "I'm sorry for rushing out of there earlier." You couldn't hold eye contact for longer than a few seconds, as embarrassment over the way you'd acted prodded the back of your mind.

You caught the slight movement of his hand out of the corner of your eye, almost as if he was reaching out to grasp your hand in his, before deciding against it. "It's alright. Just as long as you're okay."

His genuine concern for you tugged at your heart, and you looked back up at him. "Yeah, I'm alright." You added with a laugh, "I think."

Giving you a gentle smile, he offered, "do you want to talk about it?"

That was all it took, and everything came pouring out. You explained it all, from the smaller things like never quite feeling like you belonged in your group of friends, never mind fitting in with majority of the people who were there today, right down to the lasting loneliness you'd felt for as long as you could remember.

As you spoke, Aaron sat and listened. He never once interjected or told you that you were crazy for feeling the way you did. He could only imagine what it must feel like to think that no one wanted you. He'd met Hailey when they were both so young, and as difficult as it was, he had to admit that some times he took that for granted. Reality was, not everyone had that.

It broke his heart to hear you talk about yourself the way you did. Knowing how he felt for you, and knowing you didn't feel like you were worthy of those feelings tore him apart. He wanted to say something. He wanted to confess everything. He wanted to wrap you in his arms and never let go.

But he didn't.

Bombarding you with all that when you were vulnerable could do damage, to both of you, and he didn't want that. He was going to be patient. He was going to show you that he was there for you. He was going to continue loving you from a comfortable distance, until the time was right.

"Gosh, listen to me. I'm so sorry." You shook your head and looked down at your hands, "welcome to the Y/N pity party."

"Hey, no, you have nothing to apologize for. I'm glad you feel comfortable sharing that with me." Finally looking back up at him, he continued, "those people, the ones you're so worried about impressing? I'm willing to bet they peaked in high school. I'm sure they see you now, successful, independent, and wish they had your work ethic. They're clinging onto the past, and them talking to you like you've been friends all this time is their way of trying to keep that connection alive, no matter how fabricated." You knew he was right. He was a profiler after all, and a damn good one at that. If you'd stopped to think about it, you might have drawn a similar conclusion, but hearing him say it out loud helped you to feel a little less crazy. "As for everything else, I can see why you feel that way, and I'm very sorry you do. No one should ever have to feel like that. But if I may, you are a remarkable woman. Anyone who can't see that, anyone who doesn't know how lucky they would be to call you theirs, isn't worth your time. Being patient and waiting for the right person will be worth it in the end, I can promise you that."

As you took in everything he had to say, you didn't realize just how much he meant every single syllable. He was hoping, with every fiber of his being, that you might some day realize that he could be that person for you.

It was all you could do to thank him, "you are very kind, Aaron. Thank you for saying that. You have no idea how much it means to me."

Giving you a warm smile, he nodded his head once more. He could feel the wall between you slowly coming down, brick by brick.

In no time at all, the ease of conversation had shifted back to where it was on the drive to the church. You found that you could talk to each other about everything. As you sat there in the dim light of the pizzeria, time raced by, and before you knew it, the reception was set to start in less than half an hour. You thanked Marco once again for the delicious food and the hospitality, before making your way out the door.

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Arriving at the venue for the reception, he held the door open once again as you stepped into the foyer of the hotel. Making your way through the maze of hallways, you found yourself at the back of the line of people waiting to sign the guest book and find their seats. The seating chart displayed your name and Aaron's side by side at table 17, along with a bunch of names you didn't recognize. You weren't sure which one you would have preferred, small talk with people you'd never met, or small talk with people you had left in the past for a reason.

Finding your way through the crowd of people, you were thankful that table 17 was at the back of the room. You had a clear view of the head table, but you were also far enough away that you could sink into the background of the sea of faces.

The reception went as well as expected. Supper was served directly to your table, and you received the meal you'd pre-selected when you sent in your RSVP. The food was delicious, and you and Aaron both made a mental note to ask who had catered it. The MC was hilarious, and the parent’s speeches were warm and heartfelt. The cake cutting followed shortly after, and the classic smashing of the cake in each other’s faces made everyone laugh.

"Now if everyone could direct their attention to the dance floor," the DJ's commanding voice caught everyone's attention, "the bride and groom will share their first dance!"

You watched intently as they made their way across the room to the area that was lit by the glittering lights of a stunning backdrop. As she draped her arms over his shoulders, the music faded in and they began to sway. Every once in a while, one of them would pull back from the embrace to simply look into each other’s eyes, or to sing along to a favourite line in the song.

As you gazed across the crowded room, unable to take your eyes off them, your mind began racing once again. You so desperately wanted what they had. Your conversation with Aaron earlier had helped, and you knew that being patient was best, but you couldn't help but wonder when enough was enough. You'd waited your entire life, not even to find your ‘soulmate’, but simply to find someone who would hold you the way he was holding her. Even if it was temporary, and the relationship didn't have the legs to go the distance, you craved the feeling of being wanted, needed.

You felt tears welling behind your eyes, one tiny moment away from the dam breaking.

And that moment would come whether you liked it or not. One particular blink-and-you'll-miss-it glance between them sealed the deal. He looked into her eyes, brushed her hair out of her face, and though it was whispered, you could see it clear as day, the "I love you" that fell off his lips.

As the first tear escaped, you closed your eyes, squeezing them shut in an attempt to keep any more from making themselves known. But your efforts were in vain, as silent tears began rolling down your face, one after the other. Turning your face to the side, thankful that everyone in the room was focused on the happy couple and not you, you breathed in deep through your nose, and exhaled slowly through parted lips. A couple more deep breaths like that helped to slow your racing heart, and halted the tears where they stood, as the music faded out once more.

Abruptly turning your head to look back at Aaron, the remnants of the escaped tears still damp on your cheeks, your voice was broken as you spoke, “I’m going to get myself a drink now.” Glancing at him, he saw the look on your face, but he didn't say anything. He knew exactly what you were thinking. The conversation earlier made it abundantly clear, but you knew deep down that he would have figured it out anyway; he could see the pain behind your beautifully heartbroken exterior.

Nodding, he stood from his chair and reached a hand out to you. Placing your hand in his, he wrapped his strong fingers around yours. Once you were standing, he let go of your hand, only because his instincts were working faster than his thoughts, and before his mind had time to catch up and stop him, he rested his hand on the small of your back. You felt it immediately, but you didn’t pull away; you welcomed the comforting gesture. As you made your way over to the bar, he trailed close behind you, his hand still on your back.

You’d just made it to the back of the short line at the bar when Aaron leaned in and spoke softly, “would you excuse me for a minute?”

You looked up at him through your eyelashes as you responded with a gentle, “of course.”

As he smiled down at you, you noticed something in the way he looked at you; something similar to the look he gave you earlier when he had introduced you at the pizzeria. But in no time, he was down the hallway, pushing the door to the men’s room open, your eyes lingering on his tall frame as he made his way through the crowd.

You would come to find out later, he had excused himself for those couple minutes because he knew he was mere seconds away from whisking you away from all the commotion and comforting you in any way you would allow him. Though you hadn’t reacted negatively, he felt as though the hand on your back had been too bold of a move, and he was kicking himself for not having been able to control his actions better. After seeing you so heartbroken, the lines from tears still fresh on your face, he wanted nothing more than to do anything he could to take all that pain away. He couldn’t stand seeing you hurting so deeply.

Turning to face the bar once more, you were trying to decide what drink you might want; you didn’t have anything in mind, in fact you didn’t drink often, but alcohol felt like the right move after the brazen attack on you by your own emotions.

As your eyes scanned the drink menu, you’d hardly noticed the person in front of you turning around to greet you, “Y/N? Oh my gosh hi! It’s been so long!”

As your eyes flickered away from the menu, you found yourself face to face with a stunning woman, her blonde hair tied back in a half-up hairstyle, and a bright blue dress accentuating her curves flawlessly. “Emma? Hi, wow it has been a while. How have you been?”

As you both shared generic greetings, you couldn’t help the anxious feeling growing inside you. You had hardly recovered from watching the first dance, and you weren’t sure you were ready to take on a conversation you didn’t really want to be having.

“So how long have you two been together?” She asked, motioning with her head down the hallway towards Aaron.

Your eyes widened slightly as your mind frantically tried to correct the assumption, “Oh! No, no we’re not together. We’re just.. friends. Co-workers actually.” She raised her eyebrow, and your eyes flickered from hers, then down the hallway, then back at her.

“If you say so,” she said through a smirk.

Blinking a couple times, trying to interpret what she meant, you murmured, “I’m sorry?”

Laughing lightly, she admitted, “I apologize if I’m overstepping here, but the way he was looking at you earlier? During their first dance? It looked like a lot more than ‘just friends’ to me.”

All you could do was stare, almost unable to process the information penetrating your blissfully unaware state of mind. While you’d been watching the happy couple share their first dance, heart aching with want for what they had, Aaron had been looking at you.

Before you had the chance to respond, you heard footsteps approaching from the side. You hadn’t looked over yet, but you knew it was him. It was almost as if your senses were on high alert, as the familiar scent of his cologne filled your lungs. You’d breathed in that same mix of sandalwood and.. something sweet that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.. before. You simply hadn’t realized until now that your body had logged that scent in your subconscious alongside the feelings of comfort and safety.

Finally glancing up to the side, Hotch read the look in your eyes and immediately knew something was off. He glanced warily from you, to the girl you were talking to, then back at you. As you made eye contact with the stunning blonde once again, you hesitated before speaking, “uhh.. Emma, this is Aaron.”

Looking back up at him, you noticed he was still looking at you, taking in every micro-expression on your face in an attempt to read the situation. As he turned his head to face her, he reached out his hand in greeting, they shook hands briefly and exchanged pleasantries. “Pleasure to meet you, Emma.”

The low rumble in his voice lingered in your chest; that was new.

“Likewise,” Emma responded gently.

As silence fell between you, you wanted the conversation to end before she said anything about her observations in front of him. It was almost like the bartender had read your mind, because just as she parted her lips to say something, her attention was pulled away, “miss, what could I get for you?”

As she turned to face the bar, she ordered her drink before turning back to you. Before she could ask any more questions about you and Hotch, you spoke up, “anything exciting happening in your life?”

Smiling wide, she was all too ready to brag about her perfect life. She had an amazing husband, three kids, and a golden retriever. She was the face of the picture-perfect family. Selfishly comparing your life to hers, part of you wished you’d let her believe that you and Aaron were together.

You faked a smile as best you could, and wished her and her family nothing but the best, before the bartended set her drink on the counter. “Well it’s been great catching up with you! Again Aaron, nice to meet you.”

Hotch simply nodded in response as you said your goodbyes, “enjoy the rest of your evening.”

The look she gave you before she turned away was one of, “think about what I said..” and you did your best to play it off like it was nothing.

No such luck.

Once you’d ordered your drink, Aaron teased, “What was that about?” He could tell something was off, especially with the last look exchanged between you two.

Laughing softly, you did your best impression of not caring, and simply said, “Oh it’s nothing.”

He could tell you were holding something back, but he didn’t want to pry. You saw it on his face, you weren’t a good liar, but he respected that you didn’t want to explain any further, and you were grateful for that. How you would have explained the comment she’d made before you’d even had time to process how you felt about it wouldn’t have been easy.

Once your drink was in your hands, you began making your way back to your table, Aaron following closely behind. You tried to focus on anything other than the moment earlier that you’d been unaware of. You fought with what to do, what to say. The new information rattling around in your mind made everything a little foggy. Was there more to him offering to accompany you tonight? Could you possibly feel the same way for him? Why had you never considered him before? He was kind, and strong, and as you’d found out tonight he was gentle when it mattered. And handsome.. so handsome. But he was your boss. You knew that was why you’d never given him a second look, you didn’t want to make things difficult at work. But maybe he would be worth the risk.

Finally making it back to the table, he pulled your chair out for you, and you thanked him before sitting down and taking a sip of your drink. The father-daughter dance had just ended, and the groom was now sharing a dance with his mother. When you saw the look on the mother’s face, it was clear she was proud of her son, and nothing could hide the pure joy radiating from her.

Looking over at Aaron, you saw the strangled smile on his face, and couldn’t help but wonder if he was thinking about Jack, about how he would never have the chance to share a moment like that with Haley. Though you hadn’t been working at the BAU during the Foyet case, you knew about it, and your heart ached for him. You knew it wasn’t his fault, but you also knew him, and there was no doubt in your mind that he blamed himself for everything.

Before you knew what you were doing, you reached a hand out and placed it on top of his comfortingly. He looked down at your hand first, before his eyes trailed along your arm, across your shoulder and collarbone, then to your face. Just as you were beginning to second guess your decision and pull your hand away, a soft smile creased the corner of his eyes as he covered your hand with his. Squeezing your hand gently, he looked you in the eyes, and he knew you were reading his mind like an open book.

Once again, with the confidence and comfortability that could rival that of people who had known each other for years, you spoke just loud enough for him to hear over the music, “Jack is lucky to have you as his father.”

He blinked slowly, before dropping his head and letting out a deep sigh. Looking back up at you, he smiled once again, and you knew it was his way of thanking you for being so kind.

The vulnerability in that moment brought a whole new level of confidence to you. So what if he knew what Emma had said earlier? So what if you were unsure of your feelings for him. Even though the possibility of you two had nearly blindsided you, you wanted to see if there was more to it than just what you knew in your own mind.

Squeezing his hand once more, you laughed softly before leaning in, “do you really want to know what she said earlier?” Gazing at you, a smirk appeared on his face as he nodded, and you confessed, “she thought you and I were together.”

Raising an eyebrow slightly, he couldn’t help it as his eyes trailed from yours, down to your lips, and even farther down to the silky green fabric hugging your curves. He finally looked back into your eyes and asked, “and what did you tell her?”

A bashful smile crossed your face, but you answered honestly, “I told her we weren’t. But only because I didn’t want to put that on you. I truly appreciate you being here with me, and being so kind to me, but I didn’t want to take advantage of that. I didn’t know if you’d be comfortable with it.” You never would have imagined yourself being so bold, so brave, when talking to a man, especially him. But everything had changed during that interaction with your old friend. The fact that she had noticed the way he looked at you, coupled with the look in his eyes you’d made note of earlier, had you coming to the realization that there just might be something there. It had you feeling like you could take on the world.

Just then, your attention was pulled away from one another as the DJ made another announcement. “We’re going to squeeze a couple more slow songs in here for any couples that might want a moment to themselves before we get the party started!”

Turning back to look at each other, he scanned your face carefully, almost as if deciding whether or not to act on the heat coursing through his veins. Finally caving, not only from what he was feeling in that moment, but under the weight of everything he’d felt for you for months, he leaned in close so only you could hear, “so let them..” His voice was more carefree than you’d ever heard it before, “let them think we’re together.”

He abruptly stood from his seat and reached his hand out to you. With your hand in his once more, he lead you through the crowd of people and onto the dance floor. Stopping right in the middle of the sea of bodies, he turned to face you, and you could feel the butterflies in your stomach come to life. You two might not actually be together, but he wasn’t afraid to show you off, he wasn’t ashamed to let people think that you were his.

Still holding your hand in his, he looked you in the eyes before gently placing his other hand on your waist. With your interlocked hands stretched out to one side, you placed your free hand against the breast pocket of his suit and slowly slid your palm along the soft material until it was resting on his shoulder.

As the music continued, you both began to sway back and forth, neither one of you able to look away, completely caught up in each other’s gaze. The bashful grin that flashed across his face made your heart stop, and suddenly it was like everything around you faded into the background, and the world began spinning in slow motion.

The people around you didn’t matter.

The aching in your feet from wearing heels all day didn’t matter.

The only thing you cared about in that moment was him.

It was clear he felt the same way you did. Unable to fight the urge to hold you close any longer, he acted before he fully understood what he was doing. Using his hand that was still grasping yours firmly, he moved your hand to his shoulder and encouraged you to wrap both of your arms around him.

You looked up at him and he gave you a look that enveloped your entire body in warmth, and suddenly everything clicked; you knew you would remember this day, this moment, for the rest of your life.

There was no longer a need to overthink everything, you were simply acting on impulse now. Stepping forward and wrapping your arms even farther around his neck, you pulled him close and immediately felt his entire body sigh. As he slowly wrapped his arm farther around your waist, he gently cupped the back of your head with his free hand and pulled you into his chest.

The second your cheek met his sturdy frame, you let out the breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding in. Somehow, even with your arms wrapped tight around each other, you felt like you weren’t holding him close enough. Sliding your hands back down from around his shoulders, you tucked your arms under his and around his waist, underneath his suit jacket. Feeling his body heat radiating through his shirt made you sigh against his chest, and before you knew it, he was placing a gentle kiss against your hair.

Resting his chin on top of your head, he held you impossibly close, his large palms lying flat against your back. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat calmed even the deepest of worries within you, and you felt like you never wanted this moment to end.

As he held you, swaying back and forth, he knew that trying to describe how he felt in this moment would be a hopeless task. There were simply no words for finally feeling your body this close to his, being able to wrap his arms around you and protect you from harm. Up until then, his hopes and dreams had been just that. But now, finally getting to hold you in his arms, everything became terrifyingly real.

In that moment, he truly fell in love.

He was utterly and completely in love with you.

Once the song began to fade out, you were hit with the conflicting feeling of the dance having lasted an eternity, yet not being long enough. You didn’t want to let go, but the commanding voice of the DJ rang in your ears once again, “Oooookay everybody, let’s get this party started!!”

You felt Aaron reluctantly release his grasp on you, as you pulled back from his embrace to look him in the eyes. The second your eyes met his, your stomach jumped into your throat. Everything had happened so fast, but it all felt so right. The overwhelming urge to pull his lips to yours was coursing through your veins, and you knew he was thinking the same thing, as his eyes flickered down to your parted lips.

The magnetic pull he felt towards you was immense, but he knew he needed to wait. He didn’t want to kiss you for the first time in a crowded room full of strangers, and he didn’t want to kiss you simply because it felt right in that moment; he wanted to be sure that it was what you wanted, too.

Before either of you could act on it, he leaned in close and spoke just loud enough so you could hear him over the music, “let’s get some air.”

Grasping your hand in his once more, he lead you through the seemingly endless group of people to the side of the building, where the door lead out to a stunning patio and garden. As you both glanced around, you noticed that there were only a handful of other people out there, most everyone else was inside enjoying the music.

Not letting go of your hand, he lead you down the steps, into the garden, and along the gravel pathway. Only a few steps along, there was an unoccupied bench, and you followed his lead as he sat down. The view was stunning, you could see the skyline in the distance, with the sun low in the sky.

He still hadn’t let go of your hand as you sat down beside each other. You only encouraged him to release the grasp on your hand so you could tuck your arm under his. Hugging his arm tight, you rested your cheek on his shoulder and you both sat there in silence for a short while, simply breathing in the fresh air and watching as the sun slowly slipped beyond the horizon.

Your mind was at peace for the first time in a long time, and you only had him to thank for it.

In the last couple minutes before the sun disappeared completely, he shifted slightly and you let go of his arm so you could turn to face him as well. “I had a wonderful time with you today,” his voice was sincere.

As he spoke, you felt that same feeling well up inside you again; one that told you exactly what you wanted him to do. You managed to utter one more thing before he finally leaned in, “Aaron, I..” you trailed off, finding yourself completely unable to express just how much today meant to you, “me too..”

And with that, his hand found it’s way to the side of your face, the pad of his thumb brushing against your cheek lovingly. He paused momentarily, giving you the opportunity to pull away if this wasn’t what you wanted. But it was exactly what you wanted, and you showed him by resting your hand on his thigh gently, before closing the gap between you.

As your lips finally connected, you felt the air change around you. Everything suddenly felt much warmer, as your face flushed, and your heartbeat began to rise.

Aaron deepened the kiss first, as months of repressed feelings began to surface. Pressing his lips against yours passionately, he felt your grip on his thigh tighten and he could have sworn that was what touching heaven felt like.

His hand quickly found its way into your hair, and he curled his fingers, tugging ever so gently, eliciting a soft moan from you. Swallowing the whimper on your lips, he kissed you deeply once more, before finally breaking away.

With your eyes still closed, all you could hear was the harmony of your heavy breathing matching his. Resting his forehead against yours, still breathing through parted lips, he admitted, “I have wanted to do that for a very long time.”

A breathless laugh escaped your lips as you pulled back to look him in the eyes. Bringing your hand up to the side of his face, it was your turn to caress his cheek as you responded playfully, “well I guess we have a lot of catching up to do.” The smile that graced his lips made your heart skip a beat, as you leaned in and kissed his lips tenderly once more.

Wrapping his arms around your shoulders, he pulled you into his loving embrace once again, as your arms circled his waist and you nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck. For the first time in your life, you felt truly cared for, you felt safe. And he knew it, too, as he kissed the top of your head and held you close.

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[liliths-missing-pen]

Epel and Rook With A S/o That Is Usually Quiet and Calm Become Unhinged

Idk what’s happened to me, I’m becoming a simp for literally every first year- What’s next, I GO CRAZY FOR ACE??? 😰

Characters: Epel, Rook x Reader

Warnings? None.

Masterlist

Epel Felmier

Epel is overjoyed, be needs someone else to be as unhinged as he can be sometimes. He loves you being calm and let’s be real you’re the reason why Vil hasn’t totally lost at times, being able to calm him down and what not.

He does feel bad sometimes though knowing he’s the reason most of the time for you getting in trouble. So it was nice when you went unhinged since you two were having your chaotic moment together and Epel didn’t feel like you were babysitting him.

The sound of your laugher makes Epel smiles more… God, you have an enchanting laugh right?

The back and forth playful banter? That’s what he loves.

Don’t get him wrong he loves you just as much when you’re more calm and taking care of everyone, making sure no one gets into too much trouble. It’s refreshing to him though when he sees you enjoying truely enjoying yourself and actively being cheeky and mischievous with him. It might have something to do with you to planning your prank on Vil whilst you were on your high

Epel feels like that night will be the night he treasures for so many moons. One of his favourites that’s for sure. He won’t ever forgot this day, and… He might’ve fallen in love with you all over again.

Rook Hunt

I’m not even gonna lie he probably at least had a slight clue about this unhinged side of you (In my own opinion though I feel like almost everyone has a little chaotic side to them) Rook isn’t the type to be easily surprised.

He’s happy to see yourself happy, as well showing more of your authentic self. It warms him to know that you trust him enough to show it to him.

Rook may know a lot about you but when people are relaxed, and chaotic doing what they want to do without judgement it makes people show sides of them that some might not even know about so he’s happy how he’s learning new things about you, even if some might think it’s boring he’s slowly put pieces together how your head works

He will admit that he never thought it would happen but still. The fact that you allowed him in and showed this side of yourself wanted his heart also piecing together your brain

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[funfetticandle]

Hi :)

Can You do a headcanon of the rise boys with a crush (reader) that has ink powers? Like bendy and the ink machine, she can sumond ink monsters, make ink portals and turn into ink.

Is ok if you don't want to 😅

hi anon! tysm for the request! i’ve actually been watching a ton of play throughs of The Dark Revival and some of BATIM, so this was interesting! it’s funny, i actually had an idea similar to this a few days ago, so i had some ideas already stored in mind :)

again, almost none of my work is proofread, nor edited, so pls ignore if some parts don’t make sense 😭

Who: Rise! Tmnt x Fem! Ink Manipulator! Reader (Romantic)

What: Hcs of the boys and their reactions to seeing you display your powers

When: not mentioned in story

Warnings: as usual, cursing, mentions of getting hurt, reader just absolutely obliterates enemies while the turtles are just :o in the background lmao

As Smooth as Ink

Leonardo

you were currently crouched behind a stand at Albearto Land, your breathing heavy as you listened to the boots of the wolf mutants clomp against the soil on the other side.

leo was in the stand beside you, practically swimming in the stuffed prizes as he lowered his head into the pink flamingos and dolphins.

you and him were just supposed to have fun and spend time together at the amusement park, but of course someone had to get bitten by an oozesquito to crash it

you snapped your head up to glare at leo, who had let out a breathy cough as he inhaled the fluffy fur of the plushies

unfortunately for you and him, the mutants had heard it too

one of them paused, sticking its snout up in the air before grinning

it whipped its powerful tail against your stall, knocking over the targets it had on display

you cursed as you slid out into plain sight, on your back as leo slowly lowered himself into the pile again, fighting the urge to jump out and help you

getting up slowly, you glared at the pair of mutants as your fingers twitched

you summoned a huge wave of ink behind you, the black liquid seemingly seeping from the ground into the air

leo’s expression was pure 🗿

as you beat the absolute shit out of the mutants, he was just watching in fascination from his hiding spot

would never admit it, but he was also kind of scared 💀

could you blame him though, you just demolished a pair of buff mutants from the flick of your hand

once the mutants were well unconscious, he just crept out of the basket of toys and stared

“What?”

“how did you— summon those.. ink monster thingys?”

“don’t ask.”

“ok-” 😰

overall, he’s scared for life but also even more in love with you (simp-)

Donatello

you and him had been chased by the Foot, and were now catching your breath as you pressed your back against the wall of an alleyway

he was on the roof on top of you, motioning for you to grab his hand and escape

just as you were about to do so, you heard heavy footsteps coming from the outside of alley, causing you to dart back in your hiding place

donnie lowered his head out of sight as a Foot recruit wandered the sidewalks, their head darting around looking for their targets

they narrowed their eyes as they stalked into the alleyway, suspicious

you cursed as you heard them coming closer to your hiding spot

and since your own version of fight or flight senses had kicked in, you clenched your eyes shut and melted into a measly pile of ink on the floor, blending in with the shadow

donnie’s eyes widened with interest. you had told him about your abilities before, but he had never thought he’d actually see it

as the Foot recruit gave up, walking back out into the streetlight, you swirled back up into your normal self, breathing heavy as donnie jumped down

he’s really, really interested by your powers. he’s always wondering new things about them, like how your bones suddenly disappear as you shift, and how your control over the ink monsters can waver

overall, he’s intrigued to say the least. oh, and that crush on you? times that by a million now.

Michelangelo

ok i’m getting kind of wrung out of writing all the fight scenes so this one isn’t gonna be as intense lol

you and mikey were in the lair, currently bickering over where to eat

so, you two made a bet— whoever won hide and seek got to choose where to dine

unfortunately for you, mikey is a fucking MASTER and hide and seek

hiding and seeking, he is a god at

after about 10 minutes of you looking for him, you managed to find a flash of orange in the corner of the room, quickly but quietly shuffling away to another hiding spot

you raised a brow. you hadn’t known he could move spots, so technically, he was cheating

you grinned. how about you cheat too?

you quickly made and ink portal below you, sinking into the smooth black surface

mikey peeked his head out from behind the ramp in confusion. where had you gone-?

“boo.”

he shrieked as he whipped around, rolling his eyes at your laughing form, dripping with ink

“Hey! i thought we agreed no powers! that’s cheating!”

“technically, you cheated too, dude. you never said we could move spots.”

you still let him pick even though you won, but shh-

anyways, your ink powers never bother him at all

he sometimes gives you a canvas to splash ink on, and then he’d add on to it to make it a painting

it’s quite fun, if he does say so himself

the one thing he finds the most cool is the ink monsters. you look so badass forming these things, who are completely under your control, and he admires it so much

often will whisper to his brothers when you are in combat about how cool you are lol

“that’s my future girlfriend right there, you see her?” “yes, angelo, we all see her-”

overall, finds it completely badass and admires you from afar.

Raphael

you guys were chilling in the lair, with you slouched on a bean bag and raph helping mikey renovate his room

you didn’t know why, but for some reason raph had volunteered to move all of mikey’s art supplies

of course, bc of his big hands, he managed to drop the most fragile thing— the bottles of ink mikey used for calligraphy

he was panicking, looking around when he saw you giggling in the corner

“don’t worry big guy, i got you,” you said, raising a hand

he watched, mesmerized as you quickly waved the ink back into their bottles, a content look on your face as your gaze followed the slow flow of the ink

um WOWZERS OKAY

he immediately thanks you afterwards, collecting the bottles quickly as he hurries away

as you start to display your powers more and more, he falls more and more in love

you bet your sweet ass he gets emotionally attached to at least one of your ink monsters. like, have you seen that one episode where he befriends that paper ninja?? he has an unhealthy habit with being buddies with supposedly evil ppl lol

prolly names it too, just for added measure

as for ur ability to turn into ink, he got scared of it one time lmao

you guys were in the middle of a fight with the Foot, and you got hit really hard so you instinctively melted down into a puddle so they couldn’t beat you anymore

this sweet boy was freaked the fuck out bc he literally just watched you MELT INTO A PILE OF BLACK GOO

it’s all good though, he recovered as soon as he saw your figure rise out of the puddle again

overall, finds your powers cool, but pls, give him a warning the next time you decide to turn into ink?? nearly gave my boy a heart attack-

a/n: sorry for the delay!

#rottmnt #save rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt donnie #donnie tmnt #rottmnt mikey #mikey tmnt #rottmnt x you #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #tmnt x you #fem! reader

[munivrse]

enhypen as employees at my old coffee/icecream shop

cw: work shenanigans. war flashbacks of spilling hot milk on hands. niki breakdancing.

Heeseung: probably the manager

so nice

friends with with all of the employees on a personal level

sings on karaoke nights and entrusts the rest of the kids to run the shop for the time being

hums while he prepares drinks

one time steamed milk and it boiled over onto his hand as a customer watched. he brushed it off but cried in the office afterwards. (based on a true story 😔)

Jay: customer

jay is a customer who comes in for the same coffee drink every day: just a caramel frappe.

likes to explain he wants a medium caramel frappe with no syrup and extra whip in the most complicated way so that he can talk to the cashier for a long time.

really only came to visit jake at work but became well acquainted with the rest of the staff and now theyre all besties.

specifically wants to take the cashier, shrink him, and put him in his pocket.

they let him carry out drinks during karaoke nights sometimes.

one time came in and asked for a cold brew with one ice cube in it. clearly it had been a very rough day.

Jake: server

love jake but

cannot make an order to customer satisfaction to save his life. (bitter espresso, too much ice in frappes, etc.)

heeseung really liked how polite and sweet he was so he made him a server.

all of the older customers are in love with him and sometimes will ask him to sit with them if the shop isnt busy.

just so personable and sweet he is a dream server.

loves karaoke nights because he loves live music and all of the regulars come to watch him sing a bit too.

one karaoke night a child had ran right in front of him as he was briskly walking back from delivering drinks. came back to the counter pale as a ghost, "guys i almost just steamrolled a child 😰"

Sunghoon: barista

looks scary, very funny and nice.

only makes coffee. likes making new drinks (specifically themed holiday drinks.)

claims he makes the best espresso shots. he is correct.

every customer has a crush on him even though he doesn't leave from behind the counter

does karaoke with heesung if the day is going by slow.

so smart; lacks common sense.

spilled ice in the backroom and then sprayed hot water on the ice to melt it. there is no drain in the floor. so it was just 2x the amount of water. took two hours to dry.

Sunoo: drive thru

his voice is just so nice to hear. makes jokes at the window too.

mostly at the drive thru because nobody wants to uell at him when they see him through the window.

when the drive thru isnt busy they usually ask him yo clean up a bit around the shop and he always sings along to the songs playing off the speakers

a smart ass who plays around too much with niki.

makes all of the summer refreshers

one time the shop was out of 60% of their ice creams and he got very tired of people saying "So what DO you have???" so he muted his mic, screamed into the tip jar so that nobody could hear him, unmuted the mic, and proceeded to list out what they did, in fact, have.

Jungwon: Cashier

polite 80% of the time until some woman comes up and complains that her drink does not taste like how they do at starbucks.

"unfortunately ma'am, this is not a starbucks. this is (shop name). we can remake the drink if you'd like it sweeter..."

perfect balance of smart and polite responses

has a couple regulars that he loves talking to though.

thinks its funny when jay comes up asking the following: "can i get a... whats it called.. the frozen drink with-" "with the caramel?" "... yeah the caramel. what's that called again?" "A caramel frappucino." "frappucino.. gotcha. can i get the caramel frappucino? size-" "size medium. i know. you're here every thursday and friday. go sit down."

Niki: who really knows. gets paid good tho

he does a bit of everything. please dont let him make espresso though hes not too good at that yet.

just makes a fool of himself every day he works.

in charge of the ice cream portion of the store. ice cream scoops are significantly too big for $1.99

does the thing where you flip the ice cream scoop in the air and try to catch it on the cone. literally misses every time but nobody yells at him because the customers love it.

dances around while sweeping and is actually... abnormally good.

doesnt sing for karaoke night but will jokingly be a backup dancer doing the most when an employee sings

break dancing while jake sings love yourself

get those two away from eachother

drive thru is right behind the ice cream freezer so he'll tap sunoo's shoulder and turn around as if nothing happened.

theres a tv that usually has an aesthetic coffee shop themed picture on it throughout the day. one time the remote was left unattended and niki changed it to minecraft speed runs. nobody noticed until a group of kids wouldnt stop looking at the tv.

#kpop #enhypen #jake sim #jake enhypen #heeseung #lee heeseung #sunghoon #park sunghoon #enhypen jay #sunoo #kim sunoo #jungwon #yang jungwon #ni ki #enhypen niki #enhypen fluff #enhypen as

[fuckingstrange]

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| Day29: Diana Reid |

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WARNINGS: Physical abuse (slapping), verbal abuse, blood & cuts (no sh), interrupted breakdown, not much comfort

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WORDS: 1,662

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PAIRING: Spencer Reid x m!reader

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Fair warning, Spencer is not as happy in the fic as he is in the GIF😋

Whoopsie, my finger slipped and I accidentally tormented Spencer

Not beta read😰 (+ yes, this is a remake bc the first sucked ASS)

I think I owe all of you a formal apology.

Spencer stands in the kitchen, cooking up some dinner for his mom. The egg sizzles in the skillet as he works on the small salad, listening to her ramble about whatever she saw on the news. He pauses when she brings up the recent string of home invasions, telling Spencer “You know, you should really get a couple more locks on the door to prevent that. Maybe some cameras, too.” Spencer doesn't really like when she watches the news, knowing it starts up her paranoia and has even led to an episode before. “Yeah, I will. Your dinner is almost done.” Spencer responds, though has no interest in actually buying locks or cameras.

Diana stands up and looks over at the food her son is making, a disgusted look on her face. “Gross. I don't want to eat that.” She grumbles, making Spencer give her a confused look. “Mom, come on, you haven't eaten in three days. You like egg, right?” He asks, only for her to shout a harsh “I never said that!”. Spencer looks down at the food he made, frustrated that he keeps doing things like this for her just to end up having to eat it himself or toss it. He grabs a spatula and gets the egg out of the skillet, putting it on the plate just before it can burn. He fits most of the salad on the side, grabbing a fork and tossing it on too.

Spencer turns around and presents the plate to his mother, stating “You have to eat something, “Mom, You can't go hungry, and the lack of food might screw up whether or not your medication actually helps-” Diana slapping the plate out of his hand cuts him off, the sunny side up egg smacking face down on the floor, yolk splattering on the tile as the salad lands in it. “I told you, I'm not hungry!” She shouts, reaching for the bowl with the rest of the salad and tossing it onto the floor as well, the bowl shattering making Spencer jump. “Mom, you need to eat! Please!” He pleads, only getting a smack to the face in response.

Spencer holds his cheek, wincing at the sting from the force of the hit. He pulls his hand back a bit to see she managed to give him a light cut from her nails, bits of blood on his fingertips. Diana grabs her hair and shouts before storming off to her bedroom, leaving Spencer to deal with the mess she had made. He stares at the mess on the tile floor, feeling his stomach rumble in anger from going unfed, though it's gonna remain unfed considering his dinner is on the floor.

He stands in silence for about a minute before beginning the slow process of cleaning it up. He cleans up the food and shattered pieces of the bowl, cutting his palm on the sharp pieces. He simply holds a hand towel and continues to clean, mopping up the yolk that splattered before heading to the bathroom.

Spencer looks into the mirror, seeing the slight blood that rolled down his cheek from the cut his mothers nails gave him during the slap, looking down at his hand as he peels the hand towel from his grasp. He sucks in a sharp breath when seeing the red stain surrounding the cut, turning on the sink and washing it before wrapping it. He washes the blood off his cheek but doesn't do much else for the cut there considering it wasn't that big. He meets his own gaze in the mirror, letting his hands fall to rest on the sides of the sink as he stares at himself.

Spencer can barely even register that he's looking at himself. The purple bags beneath his eyes, the cut on his cheek, his hair more unkempt than usual, and the defeated look on his face. He's able to see the tears well in his eyes before even feeling them, beginning to sniffle as he wipes away the tears before they can dare to fall. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He whispers, desperately trying to regain his composure. He kneels down, curling in on himself in hopes of making this easier on himself. A nearly pathetic whimper escapes his lips as his forehead rests on the cold tile floor, trying to blink away the tears. He can feel his whole body begin to shake, feeling tingly, itchy. He starts clawing at his inner elbows, breathing starting to get a bit heavy.

A knock on the bathroom door breaks him from his panic, Diana’s voice coming through it, gently asking “Spencer? You in there?” He swallows the lump in his throat, grabbing onto the edge of the tub to help pull himself up. He hears another knock, making him squeak out a quiet “I'm in here. Be right out.” He looks down at his arms, seeing the light red scratch marks. Spencer looks in the mirror again, wiping the tears off his cheeks that he didn't know he even shed. He notes that his eyes are a bit red, but knows she wouldn't really notice.

Spencer's phone dings at the same time as another knock from his mother, he pulls it out as he mumbles another “I'll be out soon” in hopes she goes away for a few minutes. The notification on his screen shows a text from you, asking “Hey, you still plan on coming over? I rented those movies you wanted to watch”. He smiles and replies that he'll be there soon before putting his phone away again, wiping away any tears he might have missed the previous swipes before opening up the bathroom door.

Diana stands nearly toe-to-toe with him, making him jolt back a bit, squeaking “Jesus!” in surprise. She puts her hands on his shoulders, the touch being very much unwelcomed due to whatever you could call just happened in the bathroom, but he doesn't dare say anything. “Spencer,” She starts, the sound of his name coming from her enough to already worry him. “I want to apologize.”

Spencer sighs in relief, having thought he was gonna get chewed out again or something. His hands move to her elbows as he guides her backwards so he can exit the bathroom. “It's fine, mom. I'm gonna go out for the night to see my boyfriend. You're all good here, yes?” He says before pulling back and walking off to put on his shoes. She doesn't seem to enjoy the fact of him leaving, following him and grabbing him by the shoulder when he goes to bend down, forcing him to face her again. “No, I'm hungry. Make me something to eat, would you?” She asks, more like demands, though. “I'll have something delivered for you.” Spencer grunts, pulling back from her and resuming slipping on his shoes.

Diana scoffs, crossing her arms. “You're just gonna leave me here? Alone? What if somebody breaks in!-” Her words get counteracted by his as he shouts “Nobody is gonna break in!”

Spencer immediately feels bad for shouting at her, reaching towards her in an attempt to apologize, but she backs away. Spencer watches his mother walk off to her bedroom, hearing her mumble about him being disrespectful. He stands there for a few minutes before slowly getting ready to leave again. Tears find their way back into his eyes before he even finds himself in the car. He cries on the drive to your apartment.

You walk into your living room, setting down a bowl of popcorn you made for you and Spencer to share while watching the movies he requested a while ago. You just about sit down before the doorbell rings, a smile forming on your face. You get right back up and nearly run over to the door, opening it up.

Spencer falls into your arms, a shaking, near sobbing mess as he clings to you. “Woah, woah.. hey.. what's wrong?” You ask gently, wrapping an arm around his waist as you guide him inside, shutting the door. “It's.. not much. Just.. mom, again.” Spencer whispers back, sniffling as his head moves to your shoulder. You let him rest against you, even pulling him tighter against you for a hopefully soothing hug. “Are you sure it's not much?” You question, pulling his head so you can look at him. You swear your heart stops when you notice the cut on his cheek, moving your hand to rub your thumb under it. “..fuck, baby.” Is all you can choke out in worry.

Spencer just leans forward, giving you a light kiss as he mumbles something to try and reassure you, “it's nothing”. His own hand moves up to rest on your arm, and you notice the bandaging on it. “It's not nothing! Was this from Diana!?”. Spencer sighs but nods his head, letting you peel the bandaging back to inspect the wound. You find it to not look too deep, but that doesn't mean it's any less worrying. Your gaze moves from his face to his hand, looking at each cut caused by his mother. “..fuck, I'm sorry about this.” You whisper, a light laugh escaping Spencer. “It's not like it's your fault. It's not.. not hers either, really. Let's just watch those movies, hm?” He requests, wiping his tears away.

You slowly nod your head, rewrapping his hand and pulling him over to the couch to lay down with you. He grabs the remote, waiting for your approval before he starts whatever movie you had put on first. Spencer lays his head on your chest, grabbing a few pieces of popcorn, offering one to you before he eats one himself. Your attention isn't completely on the movie, more focused on the man in your arms. Within an hour both of you are asleep, Spencer having been exhausted from the shit day taking care of his mother, and you having just decided to nap with him.

#spencer reid #hotboxed x-mas ficlist #spencer reid x m!reader #gay bullshit #hahahha #like always tho #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid fanfiction

[rinayeas]

im tired of this sickness called 'i dont know how to art very well but i still want to share my headcanons' so im overcoming it by,,, just sharing my headcanons via writing,,,,,

So yeah the demon brothers are too bishonen for me so here's a kinda monsterf*cker rendition of them. Im also a horror fan so i wanted to make em scary hee hee

Lucifer

At first sight, he has a crown of sorts, made from black glass, protruding from his head, where cherry red blood is always dripping, the wound never closing down

When you get a little closer though, you figure out that the sharp shards of glass have a slight round edge to the ends, it's his halo, he tells you one day, when he fell it broke in pieces and stuck to his head. He could've easily taken it out, but he decided against it, this was who he was now, and he wanted everyone to know. His brothers couldnt look at his face for weeks, too shaken up by the gory display on his head, but they got used to it over the years.

The most human looking out of his brothers, except for the wounds and scars of course. Silently wonders if his curse is to be permanently reminded of the creature he used to be, and the fact that he will never quite look like he belongs in the devildom.

His demon form is something else entirely, gone is the charming gentleman with salt and pepper hair and blood dripping down the side of his face, replaced by something much, much more incomprehensive

Think of a biblically accurate angel mixed w a lovecraftian monster, big and impressive and quite honestly, terrifying

Thought very long and hard abt how to incorporate the peacock aspects in his design but i didnt come up w anything besides his clothes lmaooo

I thought of a lot of renassaince depictions of lucifer, always the most beautiful angel, even as he falls, so i think it makes sense that he's the most human looking and tries to resemble a demon as much as he can, he Is in a position of power after all, he needs all the respect he can get.

Mammon

i KNOW mammon is supposed to be a crow, but his demon form resembles a dragon too much for me to think of him as anything else

Sharp, SHARP teeth, but next to Levi he looks like the nicest dog in the block

His ears are also sharp, almost everything about him is sharp (his nails are also sharp 😰 but he clips them dont worry 😚)

His sclera is yellow and his pupils are slit-like, he never really liked his eyes so he uses his tinted yellow sunglasses to kinda, play it off. Since they're tinted it looks like his sclera is just white hehe

Can't breathe fire but he does blow steam from his mouth, so, uh, careful if you get him too angry or too... excited?

These are just assorted headcanons but mammon has a lot of piercings, especially on his ears (they're pretty long so he has space to spare), i also see him having snake bites below his mouth he just looks really good with those

He has a smaller scar on his right eyebrow from the war, he does like the look though, makes him look 'tough' in his words

His hair is super fluffy though, no one knows how

He fits th dragon fursona (lol) bc dragons are stereotypically associated with gold, and idk i think hes just cool. I would have made him a bird boy but dragon mammon was calling to me

Leviathan

Has a lot of hidden surprises, at first sight he's just an incel with a serpent tail and even that is hidden from plain sight.

As he starts getting more comfortable around you you see him talk more and you notice stuff about his mouth. Namely, his forked tongue, his full set of extremely sharp, shark-like teeth, and, you know, the fact that he has at least fifty something in there

Due to this his mouth is wider and bigger so he's not very fond of smiling for pictures or just laughing in public in general :(

Has fins instead of ears but most of the time theyre covered up by his mullet. Also has gills

Has several scales/markings on his body that glow in the dark, this is based on some deep sea fish that need to have these type of things to survive on the depths! He has some on his forehead and thats another reason he has longer hair lol

Yeah his d*cks glow too im sorry

Cuter headcanon but he likes being in his room with no lights on bc of this, he's his own gamer lights

Also has slit pupils and blinks vertically. Actually thinks this one is cool because he freaks mammon out when he blinks

He can stay very, very still for a moment and then move extremely fast. He usually does this to scare you but also just does it in general

It's worse in the water. He is literally made to be in it, so just pray he never plays marco polo with you.

His tail is out 24/7 but he usually curls it up on his torso or his leg when he's out in public, has a lot of scales leading up to it along his back

His form is pretty high maintenance, his skin gets dry quickly and his tail sheds once a month and he has way more teeth he needs to wash and its not fair-

Spent a century in the sea so when he finally reunited with his brothers and finally saw what he looked like he just kinda freaked out about his appeareance and never got used to it, he feels like a monster.

General headcanon but levi is chubby and you can pry this one out of my cold dead hands

He's a gamer boy (tm) and a literal shut in and also he needs it to survive colder temperatures in water so yeah levi is chubby he told me himself

Satan

The least human looking brother, since he was born from Lucifer's pure hatred, he is the closest thing resembling a demon

He has black ram horns and a segmented, bone like tail out at all times.

His eyes resemble goat eyes and theyre bright green, very noticeable

HAS NO NOSE, he just has that upside down heart thing like a skull. Hes real life sans (jk)

The tips of his fingers are black, mammon teases him and asks him if he enjoyed erasing the board with his fingers lol

When he takes out his shirt, you can see his ribs, and not in a 'skinny' type of way, you can literally see his ribs like his torso is a damn xray, thankfully he becomes more corporeal as you go down so you dont see a lot of organs but its still freaky

Mammon is sharp but satan is boney AND sharp, he's scary ngl

Has satyr legs. Like straight up those goat like mfs with hooves and everything, not gonna lie he pulls them off.

He's scary which is so much more jarring when you realize that he's the more civilized brother next to his siblings

Asmodeus

When you see him the first time you think he's a human. But when you get closer you immediately figure out that something is wrong.

You dont know what it is though, he doesnt have bleeding wounds like Luci, or yellow eyes like Mammon, or shark teeth like Levi, so what's up?

As you start to interact with him more you notice certain things, like the way his whole body seems to tremble when it's getting late, or how he seems like a blur when he moves too quick, or how his height changes nearly everyday

Asmo shapeshifts, it's one of the reasons he's so popular, he's very confident in all of his forms and likes to experiment with them, but his favorite is the one he uses most often, the strawberry blonde with the dreamy eyes. The way he looked back at the heavenly realm

It isnt a perfect form though, none of them are, all of them are too perfect to resemble a human, think of the uncanny valley when you imagine them. Like a living doll or some kind of android, its popular in the devildom but you dont quite get it.

It does however take a lot from him, he NEEDS his beauty sleep at the end of the day, maintaning a form throught the whole day is exhausting

In reality, he's quite literally a shapeless mass. A pink blob that sometimes tries to shape itself into its old form, but never finishes materalizing. He can keep a basic human silhouette in this form but dont expect a lot of details except for his eyes, which are unchangeable.

If you get to see him in this state then consider yourself someone he trusts, not everyone is allowed to see behind all the glam and glitz

Beelzebub

Looks like a rotting corpse, a chunk of his cheek is missing so you can see his teeth and constantly has bugs surrounding him

Normally it's flies but once in a while he finds a maggot somewhere and you almost faint

Has lots of bandages covering his body because his skin is very prone to opening up

It doesn't hurt him or faze him but it heals very slowly and it is annoying, especially when he works out

He doesn't smell as bad as he looks though, it's mostly cosmetic.

His wings are always out, the other brothers have to go on demon form to use them (if they even have them lmao, levi is still salty about that)

One of his eyes is like a fly's eye. Its completely orange and segmented, idk if im explaining myself well but u get it

His hands are sticky, kinda like spiderman, he didnt know how to control them very well at the beggining but now he's a pro. His hand does stick to your hair exactly one (1) time and he feels terrible afterwards

Think of cronenberg's The Fly for his demon form, full body horror

Belphegor

cow boy 🙄

Youre not as taken aback when you meet him because he just looks like a furry, his lil nose, his cow ears, his tail.

Honestly looks more cute than scary but he doesnt need to look scary to be so

Is impossibly strong, so when he chokes you you put up little fight, you're literally helpless

The heavy eyebags, the sickly paleness of his skin, his dilated pupils and bloodshot eyes. No matter how much he sleeps, he still looks on the brink of fainting

Has a lot of memory problems, especially short term, so dont get offended if he forgets something you told him lol

Looks generally unkept but thats more on him than anything lol. He really does appreciate when someone forces him to take care of his appearence so, be on the lookout for that

His changes are more apparent on his demeanor rather than his physique, but no one really knows how much is just his sin taking over and how much are his regret and bitterness talking.

Also no, you cant milk him.

#i found this in my drafts WHY havent i posted it its so cool im so smart #u can tell levi is my fav bc i have the most ideas for him JAJSJAJSJS #obey me! #obey me x reader #// body horror #//nsfw mention #//blood ment #//long post

[bleedingspades]

Levi Ackerman x GN reader

Unedited 😎 no warnings 🫠 please follow, reblog, and like!❌🅾️

Mornings with Levi are the most peaceful moments of your twos life together. Opening your eyes you turn to see Levi reading his book of choice as of late. The Great Gatsby, personally you would never read it and never have. Grabbing his cup of tea to take a sip, never wavering from his place on the page. Admiring his features, the sound of quiet rain patter from outside giving a serene feeling to your start to the day.

Stretching ever so slightly a smile spreads across your face as your body appreciates the tension release. Sitting up you also stretch your arms above your head making sure to reach as far as you can with your fingers as well. Thankfully it is both yours and his day off from work. So you don’t bother stressing about getting ready for it.

Leaning over you steal a quick kiss from Levi, before he can make a soft complaint about you not having brushed your teeth yet. He wrinkles his nose slightly and looks at you through the corner of his eye. Slightly glaring but in a “you little daredevil” type of way. When you stole the kiss you smelled the scent of his aftershave, he like usually must’ve woke up just as the sun had risen. He enjoys his mornings very much.

He likes the quiet and he secretly likes the fact you’re still asleep so you can’t annoy him yet. And he can watch you sleep for a bit before he goes and does his skincare routine. It gives him security knowing you’re right there peacefully asleep and most of all safe. Has he told you this nope. He has insecurities as any normal person does and these mornings rituals ease them.

Standing up you slowly walk to the bathroom and begin your own morning routine. Once finished you peek out from the bathroom and see Levi is now up and remaking the bed. He’s no longer wearing his sleep shirt which gives you something to gaze at for longer then you would’ve been. He’s just so sexy you can’t help it. His movements halt and he looks at you staring.

“Aye! Have you replaced the hand towels and switched out the dirty laundry hamper yet?” You make a scrunchy face and go to do just that. You don’t mind though he does so much of the cleaning in the house you sometimes feel guilty. As you’re finishing your tasks you get a devilish idea. Smirking to yourself you grab a clean hand towel put some water on it and walk out of the bathroom.

Going over near Levi whose back is turned to you, you toss the towel so it lands on his head. It plops on perfectly. The house goes silent. Goosebumps travel all over your body as he slowly turns to face you. You’re slightly scared but you can handle mr grumpy. Although he hasn’t heard the worst part yet wink wink.

“Y/n.” He says grabbing the toweling barely touching it.

“I’m sorry Levi…that was the towel I used to wipe down the toilet..” oh no. 😰 what’s scary is, he smiles. Not an evil one just a simple smile. Walking calmly over to you he takes the towel and puts it on your hair. You just stand there like 🧍👁️👄👁️. Did he REALLY just do that!? You were lying about the toilet thing but he don’t know that. Throwing the towel on to the floor you gasp at him.

“Why did you do that!?” You ask him in disgust.

“Because you did it to me.” He says simply.

“It was an accident!”

“How the fuck was you walking up and tossing a towel onto my head an ACCIDENT?” He yells the last part out.

“Not to mention one you were cleaning the toilet seat with?” You try so hard not to laugh as he almost puked saying toilet.

“What. Is. So. Funny.?” He asks me and you burst out laughing.

“I-I’m sorry just now you have to take a shower with me.” Oh. Ooh. So you had an ulterior motive. 😘

“Well me first since I was the one you assaulted with a toilet towel.” He says quickly going into the bathroom. You follow behind him all happy.

As you stand in the shower together you wrap your arms around his middle and lay your head against his back. You love mornings with him but they’re hundred percent better when you shower together in the morning. Still a bit hazy from sleep (just you lol man’s been up for hours) and holding him close and intimately but no lust to barge into the moment.

“If this is what you wanted you could’ve just asked.” He says quietly.

“If I’d have asked you’d have said no since you already showered before I woke up.” He turns to look at you. Taking your face gently in his hands he looks into your eyes.

“I would have said yes, because I know how much you love it. Besides I also like to wash your hair.” He says with honesty.

“Well if I’m being honest, the towel I didn’t use it on the toilet I just grabbed a clean one and put water on it.” He smiles and laughs a little. Laying his forehead on yours he rubs his nose against yours.

“I am going to have to get you back for that. But for now I’m going to enjoy this morning with you.”

“Ok *sigh* I’ll accept my punishment with dignity and honor.” You say to him with a pout.

“Don’t worry it won’t be something gross. I still have to be near you after all.”

“Gee thanks.” You laugh. He moves behind you grabbing your shampoo and starts to wash your hair.

“I love you yah know.” You say.

“I love you, more then there are stars in the universe.”

I’m silence you enjoy your morning with Levi trying not to fear your future punishment.

#gender netural reader #levi x gn!reader #levi fluff #levi drabble #levi ackerman #attack on titan x reader #levi aot #levi shingeki no kyojin #levi x reader #please reblog #levi x y/n #levi attack on titan #attack on titan #mornings with Levi Ackerman

[socialc1imb]

wanted to pop in and say your hms hurt comfort is chefs kiss. like holy cow your just tired comic i've looked at like 10 times now and almost cried over. the way you depict them caring for each other is so AAGH /pos

i dont want to pressure you or push you to do anything but do you have plans to do more hurt comfort comics like the inside the cacophony au? it's such a cool concept and i'm interested to see where it goes

Ah thank you ! Im glad you like it ehehe. Funnily enough, ages ago, someone once told me that my ability to draw facial expressions would make me a good angst artist lmao. Unfortunately im too shy to do just angst l becaus i am nervous 😰 (at least on this account. Maybe one day ill make an angst/sickfic specific art account bc i love them)

Ill def do more hurt/comfort though! i love domestic interaction between my favorite characters, and these are good ways to show how characters interact in realistic situations that everyone (myself included) deals with. It makes them more human, i think :3 rather than simply just drawings.

I just have no ideas ever, unfortunately . So if any of yall do have ideas or questions that can lead into a good hurt/comfort scenario, feel free to share !!

#asks #social’s art tips #sorta

[larcenywrites]

how would Tony (young and regular/older Tony) react if you need to have your wisdom tooth removed and he's gotta take care of you? like, calm you down before the surgery, accompany you to the orthodontist, take care of you during post-op? and you're all sensitive and upset and feeling shitty and miserable :(

It’s been 8 years since I got all of my wisdom teeth removed but that shit was awful and sometimes the scars flare up and hurt to this day 😭 also my fav story to tell is that after my surgery I was so fucked up on those pain meds for a while (mine took a lot longer to heal than normal and hurt so bad so I took the hard stuff longer than most people lmao), and I played Mass Effect 1 all day every day, and completed it like three or four times over the course of a week 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 my two friends got theirs removed during the same summer as me, and there’s went so smoothly??? Like one had no paid after day 2 or 3 and was eating like normal on day 5, and my other friend took a while before chewing felt more normal but she said her pain wasn’t bad after the first day??? And I literally felt like I was dying for almost two weeks 😭

Young!Tony might have gotten his removed too! 3 or 4 years ago probably, but he’s been through it! He’ll drive you there and back, but on the way he’s probably not the best at comforting you 🤧 He’ll tell you it’s not that bad, and then proceed to tell you all about how he woke up mid-surgery 😭 he thinks it’s kinda funny, but it’s not when you’re about to be in that position :( If you’re anything like how I was after mine, instead of being loopy and stumbly afterward, you walk to the car (mostly) on your own (only stumbling a little bit) after being very grumpy and mean to both Tony and the doctor 😃👍 who thankfully think it’s funny, and Tony only annoys you further when you’re staring through the window with an angry glare and he’s busy asking you how you feel or if you remember anything. Yeah, you feel like shit! No wonder you’re so grumpy! He tries to stay quiet for the rest of the ride 😔 but he’ll put on your favorite songs :D He also made sure to put a towel on your lap maybe or maybe not after Maria advised him to beforehand…

If you don’t already live together, he’ll pretty much try to live in your house for the week even though your parents might be right there to also take care of you 🥺😅 buuuut blood makes him a little squeamish, so helping you replacing those first cottons balls might be a little bit of a hassle, meaning: he’ll be wearing gloves and will be visibly disgusted 😭 but you’re too out of it to notice anyway! The first day, you’re probably doing a lot of sleeping :( but he’ll sleep with you :D propped up with you on some pillow and just watches every movie you own! You probably can’t talk really good either that first day or two, which sucks because all Tony does it talk 😩 well, maybe it’s not so bad then? You also won’t be alone in having to eat things like Jello and pudding and mashed potatoes, because he’ll probably eat them too 😋 It kinda gives him an excuse to only eat vanilla pudding all day 😅 He can’t really help you feel any better besides being surprisingly on time for any medication, and while he promises to take you to your favorite restaurant as soon as you think you can eat real food (which is hopefully after the first week unless you’re like me, then it takes almost two 🙃), but that might kinda make it worse because it gets real boring only eating the few soft foods on that list 😭 And it’s frustrating honestly. Don’t feel bad about randomly crying when he brings you a cup of jello 😔 He’ll be like “wait, was that the wrong thing, I’m sorry 😰” and then he has to sit through your mini rant about being tired of feeling awful 😞 and there’s nothing he can do so he also feels awful 😞 But, at least you kinda have an excuse to sit in bed all week and watch movies or play games? Each day will feel a little better :)

Now older Tony, he’s been through a few surgeries, though it’s been years since this particular one. You can rest assured, at least, that you’ll have only the best doctors and best medical advice and stuff? Nah, it’s still stressful ^^;; Tony’s been through lots of surgeries, and he’ll assure you this is one of the easier and most routine ones! It’ll go fine! You won’t be able to eat normally for at least 5 or so days, so he’ll be sure to take you wherever you want to go the day or two before, too 😘 If you’re super freaked out, he’ll try his best leading up to it to avoid any mention of it unless necessary tbh. He’s suddenly around much more, trying to butt it on daily routines and work, chores or cooking, asking you’re opinion of blueprints or about vacation plans. But it’s pretty unavoidable when he’s driving you there :( He’ll ((technically)) be with you the entire time! He’ll be there when it’s done! It may not feel like it in the moment, but he was right when he said you’d literally be out of there within five minutes! Well, from your point of view anyway. You’re probably a little wobbly on your feet, and hopefully not trying to wriggle out of his guiding grip on your shoulders 😅 And sorry to tell you, while you won’t film it, he’ll purposefully be trying to get you to say ridiculous things and asking you all kinds of ridiculous questions 😔 And tell you all about as soon as you’re feeling better!

He made sure to buy all your favorite yogurts and he’ll even make some soups! Luckily he’s seen plenty of blood and had plenty of surgeries, so blood doesn’t bother him and he doesn’t mind having to help you clean up. And though you’re on bedrest for a few days (the surgery may just be in the mouth, but dental pain really takes out all your energy 😭), at least that means he (finally) has to take a break from work to spend all day with you 😁 though, it’d be better for both of you if you weren’t in pain and so over it :( He feels really bad that there’s not much he can do to help you feel better :( You may get a little snappy with him because you feel so bad, and he tries his best not to let it get him down 😔 But he’s still persistent in trying to find way to keep you entertained and keep your mind off of it (sorta). Puzzles, video games, napping as best he can with you- whatever helps! And when you start complaining about having to eat the same stuff all day, he’ll promise to pick up whatever you want as soon as you can eat better!

And either way, the biggest challenge for him is trying not to instinctively kiss your cheek before bed when your laying next to him 😭 those first few days everything hurts, and he hardly knows what a gentle peck is, so he’ll have to remember to swoop to your shoulder of top of your head that first week 😅

#anon #anonymous #answered #larstalks

[mguvmii]

Akane(boy), Yamabuki (Lemon), Teru and Kou when their S/O ex flirts with them :O

hi anon! Omg I can't believe I got a request to include Lemon! He's such an underrated character I love him so much 😭 he's a total mood too I kin him. Hope you enjoy! Lots of love from Beth ♡!

characters ; Akane (boy) , Lemon , Teru , Kou , gn!reader

note; unless you send in a specific gender, I write gender neutral readers

- he knew you had a terrible ex and hated them. Didn't even try to hide it. He promised to protect you if they ever showed up again. You didn't give him a name.

- surprise! The next day , his s/o's ex showed up! Turns out your ex was also a student in a grade above you. The only reason he knew it was your ex was because of your expression.

- he glared at them, hoping to scare them off. It didn't work. Your ex isn't worthy of being in your presence.

- when your ex approached you and had the audacity to FLIRT with you in front of him? Oh he was so mad.

- he immediately embraced you. He pulled you far away from your ex and got upset with him.

- " Don't think you have another chance with them, they're MY s/o now not yours. You didn't treat them right what makes you think you deserve them now?"

- after he was done yelling at the guy , he dragged you off somewhere as far as the school would let him. Protectiveness 100% you're his love.

- you found the way he stood against your ex cute. To see how much he cares made you happy.

- long story short, he pretty much issued a restraining order on your ex 💀 not actually but he made sure your ex didn't see OR approach you at all.

- at first glance , you didn't think he'd care. I mean, he's almost always on his phone posting on social media about his daily life.

- don't let that fool you! Lemon actually DOES care! He cares a bit too much that it can be kind of overwhelming so he tends to pass things off nonchalantly.

- it happened after school. You both were in the gardening club tending to some flowers together. It was a special time where Lemon WASN'T on his phone. You two were talking, sharing smiles and laughs. He held onto your hand it was nice.

- until this person approached you and smiled a little too friendly. Of course , Lemon knew you knew this person. It wasn't until your ex said "Y/n I'm sorry about treating you horrible" that he realized this was your ex.

- yes he rolled his eyes at the other. He found your ex's words insincere and it made him upset.

- Lemon didn't immediately get super angry though. If anything , he squeezed your hand and tugged your person to his side to ground himself.

- your ex knew Lemon was your boyfriend. It was clear. What made him even more upset was how your ex was flirting with you in front of him.

- compliments , sweet nothings you name it. Of course , you were uncomfortable and upset yourself.

- bring out protective boyfriend. Lemon HATED seeing you like this so he pushed you behind him.

- he had a nonchalant attitude when telling off your ex, yet his words were scary.

- "You've already had your chance and blew it. You deserve as much attention as the dirt. Get out of here before I hurt you."

- Lemon will threaten your ex with slandering him all over the internet. This mf definitely found dirt on him and threatened to post it telling the whole world. Your ex was scared off.

- you're really grateful Lemon helped you :( he loves you so much. The boy will ask if you're okay and hug you tight.

- his threatening kept your ex away for sure. Lemon still ended up slandering them on the internet that night 💀

- I feel like he'd have a similar approach as Lemon , except he gets a bit more protective and just a tad possessive. (Not in a yandere way 😰)

- you two were organizing papers in the classroom for student council while eating some half decent cookies Teru tried making the night before TT

- someone knocked on the door and your ex showed up. Teru knew what they looked like because you told him in great detail.

- your ex asked you to talk in the hallway for a moment or two.

- "No. They're not going with you."

- Teru was super quick to shut them down 💀 you reassured him though that it was okay and you'll be back.

- Teru wouldn't let you go but eventually he caved and allowed you to leave.

- doesn't mean he didn't eavesdrop. The boy immediately stood next to the door and listened in on your conversation.

- your ex ended up apologizing, saying they were dumb to let you go , they would like a second chance bla bla bla

- your ex will tell you he regrets it , throwing in compliments. They'll flirt without shame in hopes you'll take them back.

- you said no 🙄 you already had a beautiful amazing boyfriend. Your ex hated that. Your ex made the fatal mistake of saying he wasn't good for you (fucking hypocrite.)

- Teru will be there quicker than you can blink, shielding you behind his body. Oh boy he has that scary glare on 😰

- "Unlike you I don't have a poor sense of judgement. Its not nice saying something when you're the same. It makes you a pathetic hypocrite."

- his icy tone man is enough to scare anyone away.

- he'll threaten them, even casually mentioning that he comes from a long line of powerful people. He'll also throw in how amazing you are and you deserve to be happy after the bs you went through with your ex.

- eventually your ex leaves without putting up a fight. You wrapped your arms around Teru's waist in a back hug. You loved him. Definitely chose the right one.

- Teru will make sure you're okay first and then gently lead you inside the classroom to continue.

• He's the sweetest boy fr.

• you didn't mention your ex simply because they weren't worth mentioning. You had Kou now and you loved him.

• You found a note in your locker asking to meet them at the rooftop. Of course that's where Kou, Nene, Hanako and you eat lunch so you went.

• turns out it was your ex asking you to meet💀

• I head canon that when Kou finds out this is your ex, he'll be a bit insecure and doubt himself. Its just how he is.

• he will glare at them, hovering by your side as your ex spouted bs about wanting you back. Kou was sulking the entire time.

• he believed that you'll always love your ex, especially if they were your first. Hell no 💀 someone tell Kou your ex is trash.

• your ex knew Kou was your boyfriend, yet they decided to flirt with you shamelessly in wooing you over.

• Kou was shocked. He couldn't believe this person was flirting with HIS s/o. Nah protectiveness x10

• "You shouldn't flirt with someone who's already taken! Besides you don't deserve them there's a reason you're their EX. S/o is mine so hands off!"

• he'll use the 'im more powerful than you' card and flex on how he's much better. He'll also try and threaten them but it doesn't work. He's just too wholesome.

• Eventually he drove your ex off. You were grinning the whole time.

• he was so precious you felt like you didn't deserve him.

• give this boy reassurance. He's a little insecure and scared your ex somehow made your heart flutter again. Tell him your ex means nothing you have no feelings. You love Kou so much he's precious:(

• kiss him on the cheek for him to grow bright red! A kiss on the lips to make him malfunction.

• you were so grateful Kou was there to confront your ex and drive them off.

#tsukasa x reader tbhk #tbhk hanako #tbhk x reader #tbhk kou #tbhk mitsuba #tbhk #tbhk nene #kou minamoto #kou x reader #teru x reader #teru minamoto #tbhk akane #jshk akane #lemon yamabuki #lemon x reader #tbhk lemon #tbhk yamabuki #jshk hanako #jshk spoilers #jshk aoi #jshk x reader #jshk #jshk kou #jshk nene

[freshlybakedspiderbread]

it’s been on my mind but i want to talk about, or rather just gush about one of the doujin i physically own (edit after the fact: I sorta end up talking about two) .It’s a book I enjoy a lot! ...even though I can’t read a word of it.

it’s zounose from circle Yakumi Sarai (which as far as I know is a one person circle so basically its zounose’s ‘business name’)’s kamikamikami (< click for store page). I bought this sometime last year. It was in fact sometime last year where I really started going hard in on the impulse purchases, but when it comes to physical stuff like this, I don’t think I have any regrets?

It’s a comic featuring a simple but cool story. Probably. I’m pretty sure! I can’t read a word of japanese but... I feel like for this this story, i happened to be enough of a touhou nerd and enough of a mythology-related-to-touhou nerd that I got the grand gist of everything?

Said very general gist is that tewi is in trouble, she’s bedridden at the moriya shrine, and the eighty brothers from the the story of the hare of inaba are coming to get her. 💀(x80)

But even though tewi was apparently resigned to her fate, eirin is dedicated to helping her, and she gets help from the moriya crew, mostly kanako! And there’s a big action scene where they fight off the army and save the day. Perfect premise for a self-contained touhou summer movie 💥

zounose is one of my fav doujin artists though I’ll admit that’s not much coming from me because not only do I have a lot of ‘favs’, but all it really takes to be granted that title is that they had to have made more than one thing I’ve really liked! On top of me really wanting to own at least one book of theirs in my hand, I also was really drawn to this one in particular because honestly, off the top of my head I really can’t think of many stories that centers on Eirin, that wasn’t just her playing straightman or giving tough love to Kaguya and/or Reisen.

Plus its also rare to see Tewi in a role that’s not just being a prankster.

Though here’s tewi almost killing suwako for singing about frogs instead of rabbits.

Actually i do have a bit more understanding of some select scenes that I otherwise would have, because scans of this book were uploaded onto a p*rn site which were translated into chinese!

...i’m still too illiterate in my own mother tongue to have been able to read the chinese translations properly 😰 But it helped... It’s admittedly a kind of a little, or a Lot embarrassing for me to be so fond of something I can’t read.

I really really really like this scene of Eirin telling Tewi about how much of a debt she and Kaguya owe her for housing them, and pleading for Tewi to let Eirin help her with the whole eighty guys want to kill her problem, before Tewi refuses... 😢 But like, i’m only grasping the broad strokes of this and every other scene in the book! Right now, I can’t possibly appreciate the writing and passion put into this book as much as someone who actually knows the language is meant to. 😑

This is a barely related tangent at this point but now that it’s on my mind, there’s another book I own, hisona’s ‘drowning in nostalgia’ (< again, click for store page) or something to that effect that is really special to me...

it’s full of very evocative imagery and sorrowful expressions that really spoke to me (admittedly just slightly dampened because this artist has always had a bit of a sameface problem >_> ) and this whole doujin and its portrayal of Kutaka has become quite near to my heart over time... (u_u🐤i want be piyo the little chick who watches over her...)

...And I have no idea what a single word in it says!! I mean I have enough knowledge again of touhou and the related myths invoked in this story that i was able to infer, but if I tried going into detail,I’m sure I’d just greatly embarrass myself, acting so moved by a story i can’t possibly grasp the complete context of, and sounding like some weeb like from that troll comic who is only moved by images because they come from japan!! 💩💩 💩 (it’s actually because its touhou)

The truth is this whole train of thought with wanting to talk about kamikamikami was because i saw a lot of jpn twitter artists preparing doujins for reitaisai tomorrow, and wondering to myself if there’s really any point if me having these in my hands, ordering them when they’d definitely be more appreciated in the hands of people who can like, actually read the language. 🤔 ...well i mean, im happy to own them, and i’m supporting the creators with my purchases, so its probably still a net positive in the end. Just every now and then I feel a little silly as I look over them and start feeling emotional over dialogue that I’m just... assuming is heartfelt and wonderfully evocative n_n;;;;

#touhou #doujin #spider bread crumbs #im once again thinking of tagging all my posts for arbitrary organisation purpose. #im sure i will give up again within a week and change my mind many more times in the future

[sk3tch404]

Oh my god I actually almost got the first character route done before Halloween? Am I dreaming? I thought this was gonna be hard asf???

Though I am a little worried the route is too short and the story is boring event wise, I think it's okay? Idk but I copied and pasted the code into a word counter a while ago and it's well over 16,000 words. I'd deduct 1000 to 2000 words off of that though due to labels and stuff that is not actual dialogue.

This is just supposed to be a short thrilling yandere game, so no need for long in depth emotional sequences I guess ^^ just something to get all, "Holy shit this dude is hot, yandere and is gonna blow my brains out??? Omg lord save me 😱😱😱"

it still makes me super anxious that my OC doesn't have 3 different emotional character arcs and his backstory explained in a matter of 30 minutes or so of gameplay 😭😭😭 like how are you supposed to fall in love with him if you don't know all of his trauma? 😰

I just need to tie up some endings, make special GC's and put in extra stuff to finally get it done!

This was about 1 week and a half of coding every single day? Idk I felt like dying a couple days ago, but after taking a bit of a break yesterday, I'm totally fired up!

Hopefully I will be able to release it before I move though! That would totally kill me if I couldn't though TT my school computer is gonna get taken away from me on the weekend I think, so it looks like I'm gonna have to move to my dad's computer.

Errrrrrugh sending over the sprites in my email gonna be soooooo TIRESOME

#harvesting season #development progress