#🔦 well of fortune

[the-suns-beloved]

gonna start teasing all my art with @justrandomselfships skeleton

[kakashissimp]

I'm so excited for the 350 event! Thank you for being so kind to us thirsty ppl. Anyways, here are my two characters: 🚬🔞🔴🍑🔦 or 🍥✅️🟢🍅. Hope it inspires you!

Coy | Shikamaru x Reader | NSFW

Prompt: Shikamaru + NSFW + Fem!reader+ "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice" + switches. *Slight bully elements as well

Note: Thanks so much for the prompt! I also decided to make this college!au.

(Link to the event post)

With your books pressed firmly against your chest, you hurried down the hallway, pleated skirt swaying as you went. You needed to study for an important chem test, and you'd be damned if all the study rooms were claimed.

Once you reached the right corridor, typically silent as everyone worked, you walked by each one, noting how the doors were firmly closed and locked, already taken.

The tension squeezed in your chest until you realized one door was still open.

Your roommate had people over, despite having expressed how important the test was, and going back wasn't an option. You needed complete peace and quiet.

Slipping into the room, your breath caught in your throat, alarmed at the sight of someone else there. Your chest deflated at the recognition.

"Shikamaru?" You questioned, brows furrowed.

Shikamaru Nara was by no means a determined student. He took most tests without studying at all, and rather took naps or got high with his friends.

He was also insufferable.

A small smile tugged on his lips, but it lacked warmth and made your skin crawl. "Ah, y/n. Am I taking up the last quiet room?"

You swallowed hard. "Yes, actually. Last time I checked, you haven't studied a day in your life. Why are you here?"

Shikamaru clicked his tongue and leaned back into the leather couch, next to the table and chairs. The silence within the sound-proofed room was deafening.

"I may not need to study, but I can still appreciate a good napping place."

You deadpanned. "Are you serious? Some people actually need to study here. Like me."

"I'm not stopping you." The grin on his face stretched. "I'll get some shut-eye while you study to your heart's content. Why don't you lock the door, sweetheart?"

Biting back every feral thing you wanted to say to him, you closed the door behind yourself and clicked the lock shut. "Don't call me that."

"A bit stressed are we?" Shikamaru tutted, closing his heavily-lashed eyelids with his arms tucked behind his head.

"This test is important, so I'd appreciate it if you would be so kind as to shut up," you snarked back, taking a seat at the table, back facing Nara. You unloaded all your books and supplies, already flipping to the first page.

Shikamaru scoffed, and to your surprise, went quiet. It wasn't like him to back down, especially not when he wanted under your skin.

You had mutual friends with Shikamaru—that's how you even knew him on a campus of so many students. He went to the same parties as you, was in some of the same classes, and always managed to find a way to weasel into your life.

Shikamaru was annoying at best. He loved pestering you, even if you never gave him a reason to.

His teasing was endless. While hanging out with friends, he would belittle you, make you second-guess yourself, and do everything in his power to embarrass you. He seemed to revel in how your cheeks would flush at his snarky comments.

Shikamaru would stoop low enough to tug on your hair if the chance arose, and he would dip down to whisper something irritating in your ear. While his husky voice and proximity would confuse you endlessly, you saw him as a nuisance more than anything.

Fortunately for you, your skin was thick, and his pestering wasn't entirely the issue. It was his audacity, truthfully.

You never knew what his problem was, but having him in the room with you in the perfectly quiet space made everything worse. Unable to relax fully, your mind was on high alert, and you couldn't focus for even a moment.

Releasing a sigh, you reread the same sentence at least five times and adjusted your skirt uncomfortably. Then, Shikamaru's grating voice broke the semblance of concentration you had.

"You aren't coy, you know."

Your brows furrowed. "What?"

He chuckled. "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."

Not bothering to look in his direction, you swallowed hard and tried to push back the blush that tried to creep up your neck. "Stop being mean, Shikamaru."

"Mean? I'm just pointing out the facts." You could sense the wicked smirk on his face.

"The fact is, you're an asshole," you snapped, finally turning to look at him. "Why do you always have to bother me? You've never tried to just talk to me like a normal person."

A shade of something unreadable moved across Shikamaru's eyes then, until his smirk dropped into a flat line, more serious than before. "You've got me all wrong."

"How?" you pressed, standing from your chair to get a better look at him. "You act like you hate me."

"I know you pride yourself on being smart and all, but maybe your observation skills could use some work," Shikamaru murmured, allowing that smirk to return. "I don't hate you. I want to be in you."

A chill ran down your back at the confession, frozen by the idea of it. For a split second, you wondered if you misheard him.

He wanted you. He wanted to be inside you.

Shikamaru was amused by the look on your face. He seemed to ease into his place then, confidence returning. "There you go. Now the gears are turning."

"Shut up," you muttered back, unable to stop the blush from crawling up your neck and flooding your cheeks. You didn't know how else to react to such a perception-altering admission.

"I mean it," Shikamaru began, cocking a brow. "Now you know what I want. If I'm correct, I believe you want the exact same thing."

Half tempted to jump through mental hoops to convince yourself he was wrong, you were deceived by your own body. The shiver that ran through you, along with the warmth inside your panties said it all.

Shikamaru was right. Secretly, he had been for some time.

Shikamaru's gaze softened only slightly, and he patted his thigh. "Come here."

Swallowing hard, you took a few steps closer to the couch, watching carefully as Shikamaru leaned forward and put a hand out toward you.

The sensation of his warm skin against yours sent your mind reeling, already weak in the knees at the way his eyes took you in as if you were already naked under his stare. His palm landed on the back of your thigh, just below your ass. His nimble fingers squeezed the soft flesh and he released a sigh at the way it bounced back effortlessly.

Your heart raced all the while his hands slowly explored your thighs, allowing his touch to move upward until he gave your ass a greedy feel. His dark eyes were fixated and determined, hungry all the while he examined you.

"Turn around," he growled, guiding you with a hand.

Obediently, you did as you were told, back turned to him once again. His hands fell to your waist, and they slowly moved down until he reached the hem of your skirt once again.

His palms glided beneath the loose material, squeezing from time to time.

Your cheeks burned all the while Shikamaru parted your lower lips as a result, glad that he couldn't see your face then. But the enthusiastic fluid that gathered in your underwear moved so easily that you only hoped Shikamaru couldn't hear it.

You wanted him badly, and his touch only made it more excruciating.

"Now," Shikamaru murmured, lifting the skirt up to watch as he dragged a finger over the soft imprint of your pussy, just light enough to make you shiver. "If I were to pull these off, what would I find?"

Unable to say the words due to embarrassment, you bit down on your cheek instead, waiting with bated breath as the pad of his finger carefully moved across your clothed folds. The closer to your clit he ventured, the more your legs trembled.

You held back the moans, despite how they bubbled just beneath the surface.

Impatiently, Shikamaru added more pressure, surely aware of the obvious dampness. You were found out the moment he chuckled and rubbed careful circles over your clit.

"Already so wet, huh? I must be right then."

Whole body burning, you silently begged for him to give up the teasing and just give you what you wanted. You needed to know what it felt like to be filled by him. To feel the desperation of his skin against yours.

A breathy moan slipped past your lips with a wave of pleasure that sparked from your clit. "Shikamaru..."

"Be a good girl and unbutton your blouse, baby," Shikamaru hummed, pressing further into your panties, pulling more flustered sounds from you.

Not wanting to waste a second, your fingers fumbled over your buttons like you wouldn't get the chance again. You were finally able to breathe once the last one popped open.

Yet, you were spun around before you could think, and Shikamaru's lustful eyes were on yours, searing into you.

"Sit. Now."

Trembling with anticipation, you straddled Shikamaru's lap, aware of how vulnerable it made you.

"That's better," Shikamaru cooed, bringing his left hand up to cup your jaw while the other wandered back to your underwear. He played with the hem before he moved the fabric aside and brushed his dexterous fingers through your folds. "You want this cock, don't you, baby?"

Whimpering at the feeling, you arched your back and had to prop yourself up with one hand against the back of the couch. It only brought your lips closer.

You nodded desperately, eyes threatening to close at the pleasure his fingers brought you just from all the teasing. "Yes...Please. F-fuck me, Shikamaru."

"You don't have to worry about that," Shikamaru murmured in return, dipping his fingers into your soaked heat. He suppressed a growl at just how wet you were. "But first, you're gonna ride me."

Not needing to hear it again, you nodded eagerly, already fumbling with his button. Shikamaru sat back while you worked it open, followed by the zipper.

Your fingers brushed against Shikamaru's cock, already rock hard in his boxers. He tensed at the contact, followed by a breathy groan once you freed his length from its confines.

"Fuck..." Shikamaru grumbled at the way you pumped him slowly, giving the tip an extra tug before you lined yourself up, too worked up to wait any longer.

While Shikamaru held your panties to the side, you felt the head of his cock against your pussy, asking for entrance. The very thought made your mouth water.

Shikamaru swallowed back a moan at how agonizingly close he was to feeling your velvety walls, and he guided your face closer with his other hand.

He pulled your lips against his in a searing kiss, far more desperate than you had ever felt before. You sucked in a deep breath, surprised by how right it felt.

You never imagined you'd be so close to Shikamaru, tongues fighting for dominance while you slowly sank onto him. To even his surprise, Nara gave up and let a hoarse groan spill past his lips. His eyes squeezed shut at the feeling and cursed under his breath.

Your body sang with a boost of confidence at his vulnerable reaction, and you gripped the back of the couch while you moved further down his length, noting how you stretched to accommodate his size.

At once, you moaned into each other's mouths, equally shocked by the sensations that sparked through your bodies. You stilled once Shikamaru bottomed out inside of you, gripping him for everything he was worth.

Shikamaru dropped his head back and tried to conceal his groans, to no avail. His hands landed on your ass and he squeezed firmly.

"Fuck, y/n," Shikamaru muttered, catching his breath. "Move already."

The command sent a flood of butterflies into your stomach immediately, and you did what you were told, leaning into the couch to lift your hips above him.

His tip dragged against your slick walls as you pulled up, hitting so many sweet spots at once that your thighs trembled from the pleasure. An airy moan escaped you with your head tipped back, and Shikamaru couldn't stop himself from taking you in completely.

Shikamaru swallowed back his sounds until you sank back down again, to which his jaw fell open and he sputtered.

It was your turn to wear a devious smirk, surprised by the hold you suddenly had over him.

Addicted to the feeling of him, you picked up the pace and rode his cock, eager for those shocks of pleasure. Your stomach squirmed at the way Shikamaru was consumed by the feeling, not able to spew his sarcastic comments with you clenched around him.

His brows fixed together while he gazed at the way your breasts moved for him, overwhelmed by everything at once. Shikamaru grabbed your bra and yanked it down to expose your chest, and he palmed them roughly.

A louder moan came from you then, just as fired up from his touch. Your eyes fluttered shut the moment he ghosted one of your nipples with his tongue before he took it in his mouth and worked it.

Your hands slipped through his hair, pulling whenever his cock hit the perfect spot, and you both moaned in unison. The vibration sent through your chest made you shiver.

Your thighs started to grow tired but to your relief, Shikamaru slipped his hands under your legs and he stood, quickly putting you on the table.

Your books and papers went flying with your momentum, but you didn't care, not while Shikamaru put a hand against your neck and slammed into your pussy.

Squealing at the sudden change, your eyes rolled back, and you arched against the flat surface all the while he drove his hips into you again and again, ruthless with his movements.

Every thrust pulled the moans and whimpers right from you, accompanied by the slap of his skin against yours. Shikamaru grunted, gripping one of your thighs with his free hand.

Your body convulsed with every rut of his hips, intoxicated by the way he fucked you, unrelenting and desperate. Finally fulfilling what you both wanted all along.

"Shika—" you croaked, tightening around his cock.

Shikamaru growled at the way you clenched around him, and his fingers flexed against your throat. "Is this what you wanted, baby? For me to fuck you dumb like this?"

You hardly had time to digest the words before you started nodding, eager for your quickly approaching climax. Shikamaru and the feelings he brought you were the only things you could focus on then, craving that sweet release.

Tears gathered in your eyes from the intensity. From the desperation to finish.

Shikamaru chuckled at this. "Such a pretty girl crying for my cock. You wanna cum?"

"Y-yes!" you cried out, reaching for anything to hold.

Fortunately, Shikamaru pulled your hips closer and dropped his spare hand to your core, where he sloppily rubbed your clit. His lips captured yours once again, and he moaned into your mouth.

Your whimpers painted his lips, overwhelmed by it all. Black dots shot across your vision from the deadly combination of his thrusts and his fingers.

"Remember how good this feels," Shikamaru muttered, hovering his mouth above yours while his fingers worked your clit. "Don't forget it was me you cried for."

His words were torturous, and you had no wits left to speak. The breath was stolen from your chest as he bucked into you. The coil in your belly tightened, threatening to snap.

"I'll fuck you senseless whenever you want," Shikamaru panted, fighting against his own weakness. "Just give me the word."

The proposition of having sex again made your stomach flip, and you whimpered. You never wanted it to end in the first place.

A loud moan tore from your lips the moment the pleasure caught up with you, and your hips stuttered against Shikamaru's. You reached for his back and clutched onto him as you rode out the intense waves of your orgasm.

Shikamaru cursed again at how tightly you gripped him, and he buried his head in the crook of your neck, so close. The sloppiness of his thrusts spoke of his nearness, body tensing as he came.

Shikamaru painted your neck with a guttural groan the moment his fingers dug into your skin and he spilled inside of your warmth. He leaned into you as he caught his breath, needing you to keep him upright.

Absently while you basked in the afterglow, your fingers drifted up and down his spine as Shikamaru relaxed. He surprised you by wrapping his arms around you and pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

This was a different side to Shikamaru you had never seen before, and you wouldn't mind discovering more about him.

"If you ever need help studying again, don't hesitate," Shikamaru murmured with a chuckle.

Your lip curled in a small smile. "Don't push it, Nara."

[balancedearthylioness]

09|22|23 ( late post)

A representation of personal growth, self-discovery, and transformation. It reflects the universal human experience of facing challeng, overcoming obstacles, and evolving as individuals. By understanding and embracing this narrative pattern, we can gain insights into our own lives and journeys, finding inspiration and empowerment in the hero within ourselves. *Out of 10 cards to pull, I pulled two oracle and 8 tarot.

🌙 Tarot Deck: DC Comics 🦸🏽‍♂️

🔮 Oracle Deck: Believe in your own magic

**🃏 Cards Pulled 🃏**

Dear Self,

I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and self, where prioritizing my own well-being became my guiding principle. 🌟 This adventure called me to walk my own path, even if it meant standing alone. 💪 I'm embracing this journey of self-love and reflection, making myself a priority. 🌸💕

Along this path, I received supernatural aid in the form of the 4 of Swords. ⚔️✨ It granted me the gift of resting and reflecting, allowing me to gain clarity and rejuvenation. 🧘‍♀️ Jupiter's influence expanded my personal growth, helping me find balance and harmony in my relationships and identity. 🌈

As I crossed the threshold, the Ace of Pentacles presented itself, offering new beginnings and fortune in my material world. 🌱💰 It encouraged me to transform my relationship with my home and finances, inviting stability and abundance into my life. 💫

On this journey, I discovered allies in the form of the 3 of Pentacles. 🤝🌟 This card reminded me of the power of teamwork and collaboration. I learned to seek guidance from others, understanding that their wisdom and support would help me overcome any challenges I faced. I embraced the idea of lifelong learning. 📚✨

Approaching the innermost cave, I embodied the energy of the Queen of Swords. 👑💨 She taught me the importance of logic, clear communication, and independence. I learned to embrace my inner strength and wisdom, navigating my journey with grace and assertiveness. 💪✨

In this moment of self-reflection, I realize that the ordeal I face is symbolized by the Queen of Cups. 🌊👑 She appears as a reminder to connect with my emotions and intuition, diving deep into the depths of my inner world. Through her guidance, I learn to nurture my emotional well-being, finding balance between my heart and mind. 💕✨

To overcome this ordeal, the Oracle card reveals the message of "Self-Care". It emphasizes the importance of taking care of myself holistically - physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. 🌿💖 This card encourages me to prioritize self-care practices such as mindfulness, meditation, journaling, and engaging in activities that bring me joy. By nurturing myself, I can restore my energy and find the strength to face any challenges that come my way. ✨🌻

Shadow work also plays a significant role in my journey towards self-discovery and healing. The Shadow card reminds me to explore the hidden aspects of myself, the parts that I may have repressed or denied. By shining a light on these shadows, I can integrate and transform them, leading to personal growth and enlightenment. 🔦💫

Note to Self: dear Self, that the messages from the tarot and oracle cards are not meant to predict your future or give definitive answers. They serve as tools for self-reflection and insight, guiding you on your path towards self-improvement and empowerment. You possess the power to shape your own destiny through your choices and actions. ✨✨

As you continue your journey of self-love and exploration, embrace the lessons and wisdom provided by the cards. They are here to support you, encourage you, and remind you of your inner strength. Trust yourself and follow your intuition, for you hold the key to unlock the infinite possibilities that lie within you. 🗝️💫

Take care, 𝓔𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱𝔂𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼, and may your journey be filled with love, growth, and self-discovery. 🌹💖

[okimargarvez]

TRUTH OR DARE

Original title: Obbligo o verità.

Prompt: Penelope can’t keep secrets, promises, truth or dare, ladies’ night.

Warning: none.

Genre: comedy, romantic, friendship.

Characters: Penelope Garcia, Luke Alvez, JJ, Emily Prentiss, Tara Lewis.

Pairing: Garvez.

Note: oneshot 1 in Garvez collection.

Legend: 💑😘🔦

Song mentioned: Baciano le donne, Tiziano Ferro feat Biagio Antonacci.

MY OTHER GARVEZ STORIES

TRUTH OR DARE

Can you trace back the address of the UnSub?” The question asked by Alvez gets a lot of different reactions: Garcia, from the other side of the phone, snorts loudly enough that everybody can hear her. JJ and Rossi barely hold back their laughter.

“What kind of question is that, Newbie?” comes the answer of the Tech for the BAU team. “When are you going to realize that I am the oracle of this unit?” The mentioned agent giggles openly, the usual amused smirk stamped on his face, as he likes being treated like that by Garcia.

“Can we get back to the case at hand?” Prentiss is really starting to not find their usual banter funny anymore.

“I already sent the information requested by Alvez to your tablets.” The top professionalism you can expect from Garcia.

                                                     ** She opens the door of her office with a sigh. The jet should land any moment now, so she can go back home and sleep like there is no tomorrow. She yawns again as she bends over the main computer to close the whole system. She is really tired. She will ditch him tonight. Not even the thought of his muscles or his warm hands trailing her body is enough to give her back some energy.

As she giggles at the silliness of her own thoughts her eyes catch a shadow behind her back. She watches too many spooky tv shows as CSI on top of her job. And still she doesn't turn around. She closes her eyes as to find the strength to react as a hand covers her heart. She can't even scream before another one is covering her mouth.

And then, that voice.

“I'm sorry, Chica, didn't want to scare you.” finally she turns around to see him. He looks real sorry, but she can't forgive him yet; her heart is still thundering in her chest.

“Shouldn't you all land in fifteen minutes?”she manages to ask. Her hands twitch from the need to slap the sweet smile out of his face. He then takes her hand and traces every finger with his own.

“We arrived a little earlier and I wanted to surprise you. You look so beautiful and natural when you think nobody's here.” Penelope looks up, annoyed by his ability to always string her chords just right.

“Well, shall we go home?” he nods. He gets close to the door and looks around suspiciously.

“All clear,” the man whispers as he goes out. She digits her usual code in the security system before joining him. When she turns back Luke is not around anymore. She sighs as she starts walking towards the elevator. “Still here, Garcia?” he teases her as soon as she reaches him.

“You have a problem with that, Newbie?” she taunts back to the benefit of a crowd that is not even there. A sound makes them wary of someone coming up with the elevator. In an excess of diligence they even set their look in the usual scowl every member of the BAU is used to see on their faces when they are forced to interact. Fortunately, because the doors open to reveal JJ.

“I forgot my car keys.” she shrugs. But she never looks away from them. The two of them say nothing in return. “Goodnight Luke, goodnight Garcia.” she trots in the direction of her desk, but there was something strange in her voice during the whole exchange that leaves Luke very suspicious.

“Goodnight!” they answer a little too late. As soon as they enter the car, he is annoyingly shaking his head.

“Luke?” she calls.

“Not here,” he answer almost in code. She just gives up. As soon as they are far from the FBI building he starts talking again. “Lately JJ is observing us too much...I'm sure she suspects something.” She tries not to laugh in his face.

“We are literally surrounded by profilers. How could you have thought we could hide our relationship?” to be real honest, his desire to keep them a secret is starting to bug her. And hurting her a little. “Are you ashamed of me? I am not enough for you?” her tone is sad now.

“No, Pen, we have already talked about this. You know that it's not that. But I would like to maintain my job and my private life separate for a little while longer. I don't want to take home with us the horrible things we have to see everyday.” It's a valid concern and Penelope believes him. “

Still, that doesn't change their current situation: JJ believes there's something between us since even before we started dating,” she confesses him this little detail he didn't know.

“What?!” He hits the brakes harshly.

“Well, she always picks on me about it on girls night” He parks the car in front of her apartment. “I can't really keep it a secret from her,” she admits. He then grabs her hand between his and looks at her with a serious expression.

“Penelope, promise me you won't tell anybody, not even Jennifer.” She looks back at him bewildered. “Try to resist at least some more time.” Cornered, she does exactly what she wasn't supposed to do again.

“I promise.” They seal the deal with a kiss.                                                 

                                                  **

She shouldn't have drunk that mai tai cocktail. And the next. And the next. But what you shouldn't have done always comes too late, when the milk had already been spilled. Maybe if she had stayed sober, she wouldn't have accepted that dare. Anyway it's pointless speculating about that now. It was Tara's fault. She insisted to end the night with a stupid game they all have done in their youth.

Truth or dare.

Emily had chosen truth and she has revealed that she had a crush on Hotch while he was still married to Hailey. She has pined for a while but now she was with Mark and was over it.

Doctor Lewis decided to tempt fate. She opted for a dare and she couldn't oppose to the difficult task her very tipsy co-workers have decided for her. That should have made Garcia suspicious, but she really didn't realize how things were developing at the moment. They dared Tara to say to a random guy at the bar that she found him attractive; with very explicit terms. That way she scored a date with a very good looking guy, between the hollering and the laughters of her friends. After all it didn't go so bad for her.

JJ, the only one married in the group, at first had chosen truth, but when she refused to admit if she ever had thought about Spencer as anything more than a friend, she had been dared to get a tattoo and, since the situation had become even worse than the beginning, she promptly confessed that before meeting Will she did think about the possibility for her and Spencer to be something more.

Then it was Penelope's turn. The sober part of her was afraid of what they would come up with, the other 90% was too gone and in the game to care. She chose truth. She should have known better. “

Do you like Alvez?” JJ didn't waste any time, going straight to the point. Since the other two were curious too, there were no objections. “So? Are you in love with him?”

“You can't say you are not attracted to him, he's so hot! With those muscles that shirts can barely contain...”Tara licked her lips mischievously.

“Right! And his voice is also hot...well, Stephen's better, but...sorry, Mark!” Emily laughed. She hadn't liked listening to what they had to say about her boyfriend.

“So, Garcia? You have to answer, do you like Luke or not?” JJ tried to put them back on track.

“I prefer...dare,” she mumbled. The mischievous look on her friends' faces blinded her like artificial lights in Las Vegas. She should have known better.

“Okay then, call him and say you love him.” Emily's tone was serious and has lost all playfulness.

“Even better, tell him you had a wet dream about him last night and...” don’t they mean even worse?

“Hold on, I have the perfect dare.” JJ’s smile scared her a little. “You can admit you like Luke or...you must kiss him.” The other two women nodded their approval to the change of the dare.

She tried to buy some time: “But when? He will be asleep by now...” that was a lie; she knew he was waiting for her to come back while watching some game.

“Are you kidding? It's not even that late! I will call him myself, you could warn him and ruin the dare.” and like that she watched as her last chance to save herself vanished.

He arrived. “Hello, ladies,” he avoided to look at her because his angry stare would had been revealing.

“Evening, Luke,” JJ kept leading the game. “Penelope has something to say to you.” At that point he couldn't avoid looking at her. The other girls pulled Penelope towards him.

“This isn't my idea,” she murmured a moment before she pressed her lips to his. His taste, his smell, the perfect fit their mouths have against each others, everything was familiar to her; everything about that kiss could have lead the profilers to the conclusion that this was not their first kiss.

So it was actually Luke's fault, because he couldn't resist to kiss her back. With passion, maybe too much passion.

* When you fall in love your stare weighs...*

At that point they definitely ended the game.

                                                      **

“BAU’s office of knowledge on the speaker, what can I do for you?” Her fingers are ready to start any research needed.

“I need a list of people entering that bar between 8 and 9.30 AM?” Asks the male voice at the other side. She is going to start her magic. “Ah, one more thing, Penelope.” She trembles as he addresses her like that on a work call. “I forgive you for breaking the promise.” Her shoulders relax.

“Technically, I didn't break anything. I said nothing about us, it was your reaction that confirmed their suspicions,” she answers jokingly.

“As you say,” he replies.

“I sent you the information you asked for,”she declares. Silence.

“Thank you.” More silence. “I have to go back to the others.” She nods but he can't see her. “Ah, Garcia,” he uses her surname on purpose. “I love you.” Laughter answers his confession.

“I love you too, Newbie.”

Acknowledgments: to @theshamelessmanatee for translation; @itsdawnashlie for support and verification.

[the-suns-beloved]

THE PROFESSOR LAYTON OST ACTUALLY IS ON SPOTIFY!!! JOY OF JOYS I can add the unwound future theme to the playlist

[the-suns-beloved]

i can't share it so youll just have to trust me that this shitty doodle of me n the character holding hands has me jumping and hopping about my room

[the-suns-beloved]

currently implanting myself and character of my choice into various love is war clips. us fr