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❤️Senseless Sensation- Emily Prentiss x fem!Reader❤️ (18+, age in bio/pinned or you will be blocked)

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Summary: Emily is sent out in another overnight case when you feel the need for her most…

Warnings: pure smut (18+, age in bio/pinned or you will be blocked) - masterbating & pillow humping, minor scent/smell fixation & fingering

Word Count: 1,410

A/N: Hiiiiiiiiii! So, its been a minute since I've written or posted on here, but my roommate got me watching Criminal Minds and a fire was lit under my ass to write again. We'll see if that spark keeps up, but this was a fun little smutty thing to write for the time being.

Criminal Minds Tag List:

General Tag List: @summergeezburr @mistysswampmud

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Emily was always assigned overnight trips on the worst of nights. That was all you could think as you lay in bed, staring up at your ceiling with one of your slow playlists going, clad in your underwear. You’d tried to wean yourself to sleep with a warm cup of tea, but now stood cold by your bedside. You took a long breath, the faint scent of her shampoo and musky perfume drifting into your senses, lingering from her pillow beside you.  Your stomach felt warm, but not from the tea. The warmth grew at the mere thought of your partner. Your mind lingered over her eyes and how they squinted when she smiled, wrinkles of age creasing in the corners. The sharpness of her teeth would glint when she smiled. How said teeth felt as they glided over the skin of your neck and how her fingers would linger down your stomach, inching ever so slowly- 

You groaned in frustration, irritated that you let your mind wander in that way for what felt like the hundredth time this evening. Thinking it over would fix the issue, and you know you’d only leave yourself yurning, hot, and disappointed. And worst of all, you’d considered all your options and none of them seemed satisfying enough tonight.  You could always flick on your vibrator, but tonight that felt impersonal. There was always Emily’s strap, but where was the fun in that if she wasn’t at the other end? And your fingers made things real, breaking you out of your fantasies. You could try calling her. You both enjoyed a little long-distance phone sex. But it was unlikely she’d have the time. The case she was on sounded like a big one when you’d spoken with her this past morning.  She had to stop being assigned to leave your bed when you were ovulating, you decided with a disgruntled hug as you rather dramatically flopped to your stomach and onto her side of the bed.  And that’s what sparked the initial idea. Nose pressed to the sheets, you inhaled a full cloud of her smell, and it was enough to draw a moan that had been locked in your throat. The reaction had you pause for a moment, but you did it again. This time, you felt that spark of excitement in your gut that, if pushed, would make you melt. You sat up on your elbows, eyes fixated on the pillow in your hands. The gotten fibers were soft and warm, and they reeked of Emily and her body. Dirtily, you pondered if this would suffice.  How desperate you must be, you shamed as you scooted the pillow under you, angling yourself into a straddling position. You lowered forward, face pressed into the second pillow available and holding yourself up with your elbows. After some adjustment, the hem of the pillow under you slotted in nicely and you began to rock, eyes shut as you inhaled the cloud of Emily you surrounded yourself in.  A rhythm fell into place, and you groaned, squeezing the pillow on your arms as you nearly began to drool, grinding into your partner's pillow to make up for some of the loss at her not being here. It helped that you were positioned just how she liked you on her thigh, ass up with your face pressed into her mattress. You could feel the phantom hands holding your hips, guiding your thrusts as you ground down. The small position grounded you in the moment enough to trick you into believing she was behind you.  Pressure began to build, your eyes squeezed shut, teeth pressed firmly to your lip till your hips rolled and you let go of a built-up gasp. The little bit of thought clarity you still maintained wondered when the last time you’d done it like this had been. High school, maybe? The consideration added a thrilling sensation you hadn’t felt during solo play in some time like there was something riskier than usual about fucking your partner’s pillow while she was away just because you longed for her so much. Your body felt light, your belly tightening as sweat formed in the back of your knees. Your toes curled against your sheet, fingers tightening your grip with every humping trust, beat by whimpers teasing past your lips and you continued in your filthy act. 

You were so enthralled in your pleasure that you hadn’t heard the front door open or the familiar jingle of keys. Your mind was clouded by the ever-recognizable cracking pattern of your staircase, the quiet groan your bedroom door made or the growing crack of light that flooded into the room. You couldn’t notice the presence behind you in your greet, lust-ridden haze till you felt a cool hand press against your back, pushing down every so lightly, at which you yelped and abruptly halted your rhythm as an icy chill rushed through your skin.  You opened your mouth to speak, and shifted your head to look up, but quickly hushed and her other hand moved to your hair, keeping your face buried in her pillow.  “Don’t stop for me, love. I want to see you finish,” she purred, her body leaning over you, lips husked against the shell of your ear. Her voice alone dragged another groan from the depths of your throat. The hand on your back, her right hand, glided from its initial point of contact towards your hip, right where your flank met your ass. Nails squeezed and her wrist flexed, encouraging your original movements that she’d walked in on. You felt the bed dip and creak as you started to work again, her body pressed to your back and aiding in your movements.  It had to be a dream, or some hormone-induced hallucination, but in the present moment, not if that mattered. You worked your pace back to where it had been, groaning through choked breath as your body was pressed between the familiar body above you and your mattress. Her hand on your hip moved in tandem as her other arm held her up above you. You managed a peak through the haze to see her, strands of her hair and familiar form just above your eye line. You heard a huffed moan which egged you on.  The tension in your belly began to tighten again, and she could tell. That’s when the hand on your hip shifted again, now sliding down your ass and back between your legs. She managed to slip herself under you, between the soaked cotton and the hook between the soft flesh of your cunt. You let out a shocked, choked breath and instinctively shoved yourself onto her fingers like a moth to a flame. The action disturbed your clit and blis finally washed over your eyes as a final cry escaped your lungs.  You could feel her chuckle rumble in her chest pressed against your back and the light tremble of her fingers, still eagerly enveloped within you. You weren’t sure how long she stayed, but she eventually moved from above you, her fingers gently withdrawing, and you whimpered with disappointment at the loss. This only brought out that familiar pitied chuckle she used just with you.  With a disgruntled huff, you rolled back to your side of the bed, pillow released from the lock latch that had been your legs. A cool hand caressed your stomach, coaxing you to open your eyes. You lazily smiled as you met your partner's squinted, creased eyes, which you had longed for only some time ago.  “You really must have missed me, huh,” she mewed, eyes glancing down at her now cumstained pillowcase. Bashful heat rose in your complexion, and you sheepishly shrugged, glancing away. “It was a spur-of-the-moment thought,” she hummed, though the sound was laced with sarcastic doubt. You thumbed back to her as she stood, separating the case and pillow and throwing them both in your mutual dirty laundry bin. “I truly didn’t think I’d get caught,” you bit your lip, attempting to hide the twitch in your lips. She discarded her top and pants, left clad in her underwear just as you were, and slid under the covers, her thigh eagerly replacing where her pillow had just been.  “Mmm, but I’m glad I did,” her voice husked again as she leaned in. “I like seeing my dirty girl ass up. A perfect sight to come home to,” 

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Awww!!! Thank you :,) I’ve been needing to write more in general recently, but especially more Lottie 💕

can u recommend some adult!lottie x reader writers on here? :)

YES I would love to, right off the top of my head here are some of my fav adult lottie writers!

@chaithetics who writes for adult yellowjackets in general, she wrote this fic called brewed with love that I can’t get enough of. one of my absolute favorite yellowjackets writers and just an amazing person.

@peach-and-bugs who wrote a multi part lottie series a while ago where reader and lottie decide to have kids and i think about it so often. she’s written some other adult lottie fics too that are incredible.

@mayasaurusss who has written some of my favorite lottie fics, go read them riiiight now.

@returnofeternity who writes some very delicious adult timeline fics, the ones I’ve read for lottie and for van have been amazing.

@braidlottie who I’ve been following since like 2023? since season two came out. lots of good lottie fics.

@bloodhivelottie who I didn’t realize I haven’t been following until just now but I think about the business woman fic more often than is probably healthy.

there are so many other incredible adult lottie writers that im sure ive forgotten because i just woke up and im sleepy, but anyone reading this pls comment with your favorite adult lottie writers that aren’t on here! adult timeline writers are few and far between so we have to stick together.

also, not to sound like a weirdo but i have been in this fandom a long time and remember in 2023 there were so many adult lottie fics. we were all writing adult timeline for the most part so if you can somehow get access to 2023 yellowjackets tumblr then you’ll find even more fics. insane amount of scrolling to get there maybe but worth it.

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LESBIAN AGATHA IS REAL I REPEAT LESBIAN AGATHA IS REAL AND I CRIED ABOUT IT THIS IS SO SPECIAL (also pan Rio maybe??!)

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Update: I have devised a terribly angsty idea…. Please stand by as our coven girls will be introduced very soon

So, hypothetically how would we feel if Passing Notes made a return???? And HYPOTHETICALLY-

what if there was an extra spicy level of drama that may or may not include a recently introduced canon ex girlfriend…

For those unaware of Passing Notes, my highschool teacher Agatha Au fic, read the first chapter here!

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how it feels like to be #1 agatha simp but also the #1 agathario truther

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So, hypothetically how would we feel if Passing Notes made a return???? And HYPOTHETICALLY-

what if there was an extra spicy level of drama that may or may not include a recently introduced canon ex girlfriend…

For those unaware of Passing Notes, my highschool teacher Agatha Au fic, read the first chapter here!

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friendly reminder that this blog supports:

wlw of color

bi/pan/ace/etc. wlw

trans wlw

he/him wlw, they/them wlw, she/her wlw, and anyone in between

neurodivergent wlw

i don't think i've ever made it explicitly clear, i kind of just assumed everyone knew i supported these groups, but i thought i should probably announce it.

if you have a problem with any of these groups, please see yourself off of my blog.

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hi love! haven’t seen you active for a while so I just wanted to say I hope you’ve been doing alright and i miss seeing your posts on my dash ❤️ sending love

I’m going through my asks if you can’t tell and I just got around to seeing this! Thank you so much, I appreciate the though. College has just been a big rollercoaster as of late and since I haven’t been writing as much I’ve been off tumblr, which I kind of regret because I like it here and I miss all the little gay people in my phone.

But next semester I’m gonna try to cautiously make more time for things like my writing and interacting with y’all on here, because I truly do care about the people on my page that like my writing 💕

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babess when are we getting more travis fanfics😪

Im gonna be so honest, probably never. Might be a controversial opinion in the fandom, I’m not sure but I’m just not a Travis fan. I mostly write the one request I did so that people would stop asking, but unless I get a really good request when I have them open for him, I probably won’t be writing for him again. I just have no personal desire too

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hi! could i request some headcanons for villanelle when she’s sick/not feeling well? ty!!

Blurb/headcanon requests are open on my page!

This one was very fun and easy, because we know how Villanelle lives for the drama

Villanelle when she’s under the weather headcannons

- so we all know that our girl LOVES attention. And isn’t being sick the perfect way to get that attention?

- On her own, she’s very self reliant. She can look after herself just fine because she’s used to that kind of thing. She’s had to do it for years. But now that’s she’s got someone lie you around, if course she wants to be spoiled

- So, the second she thinks she’s coming down with something, weather it’s a cold of her period and you’re nearby, she’s calling you with her best pouting lip looking for sympathy

- She’ll whine and complain about how achy she is and how much her head hurts and how she wishes that someone would bring her some soup, exaggerating whatever she has to to get you to come over, and once you relent (because let’s face it, she’s gonna her her way) the clingy-ness truly begins

- She wants to be coddled as much as possible when she doesn’t feel well and you aren’t around. She’ll go as far as begging you to spoon feed her to make her feel better, claiming she’s so achy that she can’t manage to lift the spoon herself

- And you’re not getting any work done while she’s under the weather, that’s for sure. Only if she’s sleeping, but even then, she’s a light sleeper, so if you leave the bed she’ll wake up and start whining

- She’s very on top of when she needs new medication, but pouts and give you those blinks puppy eyes that ask you to get it for her.

- And the whole time you know she’s being dramatic, and she’s making all out to be worse than it is. She enjoyed having your undivided attention. And sometimes it’s just easier to give in and pamper her a bit, because you know she’d do the same for you in her own twisted way

- Once she’s feeling better, she’ll adamantly deny any of this behavior. “What do you mean she was being clingy? That’s completely absurd, no one would use ‘villanelle’ and ‘clingy’ in the same sentience” (although we all know that she is quite clingy)

- However, all of this changes when she comes down with something serious. All her dramatic wallowing turns to silence and she’ll refuse to make any noise. She won’t call and will only agree to be cared for if you happen to discover her condition on your own

- Caring for a very sick villanelle entails a lot of guess work. She will only get out of bed to use the bathroom and she won’t speak. She internalizes everything she’s feeling and her mouth is glued shut, so it’s up to you to figure out when she should eat, when she needs meds, all of that

- It’s rather sad seeing her that way, all silent and inside of herself. And she won’t ask, but she still want’s your affection, even if it’s just your fingers running thought her hair to ease her back to sleep.

- While it can be annoying at times, you’d much rather have her whining for your attention that silent

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I need to force myself to write, so I’m opening blurb requests and head-canons again!

As always, please read and follow my request rules and tell me who you have a request for and what you want them to be doing, also also please specify if you want a blurb or a headcanon list

I’m for opening any character on my list, (which you can find on my master list) weather I’ve written for them or not, but I will say, I currently have a soft spot for the following:

• Lady Alcina Dimitrescu (RE:V) ✸ ➵ ✧ ( I haven’t written for her before, but I’ve started getting fixated on here lately)

• Villanelle ✸ ➵ ✧ (she’s my baby, I always have a soft spot for her and wanna write her)

• Hela Odendottir ✸ ➵ ✧ (never actually got around to finish anything for her)

But again, I’ll write for anyone on my list, these are just my current favorites at the moment

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Hello, are your request open? Because I couldn’t find anything on your account that stated whether they were or not.😭

No, not currently, but I’ve been thinking about I being them again for little blurbs and one shots to get my writing again.

For future reference, I have my request statues listed in my pinned post/bio :)

Edit: scratch that, I lied! As a way to force myself to write again, I’m gonna open my blurbs/headcanon requests for all my characters I’ve written before, so little short stuff! I’ll make a post about it here in a second

Edit 2: request post has been posted!

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hi there just wondering if passing notes will be updated soon, really love your writing I’m obsessed💕🫶

Ok, I’ve gotten this question a lot in like, the last year, and the honest answer is that I don’t know if I’m going to finish it. I haven’t been writing as much since starting college just because the stress of school plus the fact that I actually have a healthy social life doesn’t give me as much free time as before.

However, I have been rereading passing notes for myself in the hopes that I’ll get the inspiration/motivation to finish it, because I do love this fic and I know if I finish it will be appreciated and loves as much as I love it.

So right now I don’t know. It really just depends on my motivation as of right now

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Me too but the other way around, ngl

NEED THE VILLANELLE TO MY EVE!!!

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It's June 1. It's time.

Go be gay.

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"Tell us, does a hunt with no violence feed anyone?"

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Forever grieving that we never got a marvel film souly focused on Natasha and Clint and Budapest. I absolutely love Black Widow (2021) but I still can’t help feeling like it should have been a sequel film.

In my dream world, Natasha got her own film or a film that was shared with Hawkeye back during phase 1 or 2 that was focused entirely on how they met, the events in Budapest and how Natasha got out and was taken in by SHEILD. Because with all of the set up we where given, why did it literally take 10 years for us to truly learn her story! Our girl deserved so much better. She deserved to have her story told so much sooner