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xcaptain-winterx · 2 years

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Welcome, sinner

officer!Bill x stripper!reader

summary: the night you met

warnings: smut 18+, 69, mention of death, murder (only mentioned), guest appearances, innocent Bill, alcohol, mention of cheating, stripper, men

a/n: English is not my first language, meaning you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc. This is part 2, so you should probably check out part 1 first

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Part 1

~10 months and 13 days ago~

It often happens that he gets called to this part of town, crimes often happen here, mostly drug deals, street fights, robberies and murder. This part of town is known as red puddle, only people with bad intentions go or live here.

This night the police has been called to one of the most shadiest strip clubs in the entire country, Bloody Ice. It’s a big strip club, four floors. On the main floor is the common strip area where mostly men who are desperate for some female touch come by. The second floor includes a big area with poles and various private rooms, you only get to enter this floor if you have a ring on your finger. To say it in other words, only married men are allowed there. They have their own floor so no one sees them except the other cheating husbands. The third floor is for ‘business’ meetings, mobs for example have their meetings there. Who wouldn’t want to watch pretty woman dance and undress while having a meeting. The top floor is filled with more private rooms and showcases where the girls can dance in. Bill also heard that there’s a sort of secret basement where people can bid on girls and the man with the highest bid gets to have the girl for himself for the rest of the night. He doesn’t know if that’s true though, he just heard it from another Officer and that Officer is not to be trusted.

From afar he could already make out the red lights of the strip club and a big crowd of people in front of it. The crowd moves a bit as the police car comes closer and Bill gets out. He makes his way to the entrance of the club, walking through the big front door inside to see an Officer talking to a big man. The man is tall, about 6’4, he’s got shoulder length hair, a weird beard and he’s wearing big glasses. This man really looks like he jumped straight out off a 70’s porn movie. The man stands with crossed arms in front of the young Officer, it’s a surprise that he didn’t already run away from that man because this man looks fucking scary.

“Officer, who is this?” Bill asks, stepping closer, seeing the relief that washes over the young Officers face.

“Uhm, this is the owner of Bloody Ice, R-“

“Oh yeah, tell it another Offshitter! Can you all just do your job and get finished! I don’t know if you noticed but this is still a work place so let them finally get back to work!” the owner screams at them.

“Sir, we just need to know what happened and we-“ Bill can’t finish his sentence before the man starts talking again.

“I already told this asshole what happened” he goes while lightning up a cigarette “a man grabbed one of my girls and another man didn’t like that so they fought and he shot that bastard. Your colleagues already took care of him”

“Do you know from where he got the gun?”

The man scoffs “You know what happens in this part of town, almost everyone has a gun” blowing out a big cloud of smoke he continues “Is this all, can you go now”

“We need to ask the witnesses what happened and then we can go” to be honest they are far from finish but Bill really wants to get out off here. “Are all witnesses here, Sir?”

Without looking around the room he answers “ My sweetheart is still with a customer in the pleasure room”

“Your sweetheart?” asks Bill. Did his wife work here?

The man looks Bill dead in the eyes “Yes, my sweetheart” not getting a response from Bill he continues “She’s one of the strippers”

“Oh ok, so she’s not your wife?”

“I don’t have a fucking wife” he hisses.

“Ok, well uhm what’s the pleasure room?” Bill questions, only noticing now that the younger Officer is not next to him anymore.

A dark chuckle leaves the owners mouth “It’s a room where the girls do more than just undressing”

“And after the murder she just continued her job and went with the customer into the pleasure room to do more than just undressing?” Bill asks confused, still not getting what he means with ‘more than just undressing’. What else would they do?

“My girls know how to do their job” the owner tries not to laugh at the Officers dumbness “She and the customer are next floor, at the end of the hallway on the right, on the door is a sign which says pleasure room”

“Thanks, Sir”

“Just go ask her your dumb questions and then leave” he says as he walks away in direction of the girls changing room.

Bill just starts making his way upstairs and down the long hallway, he can’t wait for this day to be finally over. Maybe he could order some pizza tonight or perhaps go with some colleagues to a bar.

He starts to hear noises the closer he gets to the end of the hallway, the door now right in front of him. The sound of grunting, moaning, slapping and screaming are heard.

Maybe the guy is hurting you.

Without warning he crashes open the door only to see a naked back of a woman on a big bed.

“WHAT THE FUCK MAN!” only now did he notice the man under her.

Bill finally realizes what’s going on. You’re on top of the customer. You’re having sex. That’s definitely more than just undressing.

“I-I uhm” Bill turns around, his back facing them both “I need to talk to her about the murder” he manages to say, feeling so stupid for not realizing what the owner meant with ‘more than just undressing’.

“Close the door! We are going to put our clothes on!” the man screams.

Wow, people are really nice here

After a few minutes the door opens and closes again but only the man steps out. Before Bill can ask where the woman is he realizes who is in front of him. “Andy Barber?”

Andy let’s out a big breath of air, annoyed that he got caught “You are married and a lawyer. You are cheating on your wife with a stripper and ruining your carrier. Do you know what would happen if someone found out!” he met Andy before because of his job. Barber is known as the best lawyer in town and as a loving husband and father.

“I know, that’s why I’m here.” Andy begins saying “Nobody will ever find out. This place gives you the opportunity to just let yourself go, to give a shit about everyone else.” his eyes turn a shade darker “ Do you know how many of your little police friends visit this place regularly?”

This can’t be true, right? No one would risk their carrier. No one would cheat on their partner with a stripper.

Bill tries to ignore what Barber is saying “Why?”. He just can’t understand why such a man would do that.

“I was not happy with my relationship, the love was just not there anymore. No good morning and good night kisses, no work visits and no daily sex, and if we had sex it was just bad. I just wanted to get out off there but I knew that could having a divorce would risk my image. One night I got drunk and stumbled on this place, god, and now I can’t leave” Andy says, with a look that Bill can’t classify as normal “The woman here are goddesses, especially she” he points at the door behind him.

Andy glances at the door before he steps a bit closer to him and whispers “Once you start you can’t stop. It’s starts to become an addiction. At first it’s twice a month, then once a week and out of nowhere you start to come here almost everyday. You cant leave.” Bill can’t believe what he’s hearing.

Both of their heads snap to the door as it opens. Bill then sees the goddess Andy’s been talking about.

You

You’re wearing blue high heels and a pastel blue lingerie set, thrown over it is a see through blue night gown.

Andy steps away from Bill when you come out off the room.

“Here’s your money, love” reaching inside his jacket Andy pulls out a stack of money “Next time we maybe have our fun without a Officer barging in, maybe then I would also be able to finish” he says with a chuckle, kissing her temple. Bills eyes move down Andys body, seeing the massive bulge in his dress pants.

He quickly moves his gaze away from Andys boner and instead looks at the stack of money Andy gave you. It has to be at least 5000 dollars, and that was just one customer. Ok, Andy is quite prosperous but that’s not the point.

Bills moves his gaze once again when he hears a mix between moans and whimpers leave Andys mouth. Your hand cupping Andys boner while he rocks his hips against your hand. Bill tries not to stare at the scene in front of him, he can’t, it’s unprofessional. He can’t stop imagine though, how your hands would feel around his dick. The sounds that leave Andy’s mouth are definitely not making it better.

Thankfully he doesn’t have to listen to Andys moans for long because he finishes pretty quickly in his pants.

Feeling his pants getting tighter he looks down to see that he also has a small boner. He quickly covers it with hands while Andy is saying goodbye to you. He throws Bill a glare while walking past him. Bill looks back at you when your voice fills his ears.

“Good evening, Officer” you say, looking him up and down. You must admit he’s not that bad looking, you had worse looking man come to this club.

It takes Bill some seconds to answer, your voice sounds like a angle. “Good evening, miss..uhm” he realizes that he doesn’t even know your name.

“Sweetheart”

“What?”

Did you just call him sweetheart or is that your name? God, he kind of hopes you called him that.

“My name, it’s sweetheart. We don’t use our real names here, only the owner of the club knows our real names. He gives us these ‘nicknames’ after the job interview, well if Mr. Pronge thinks we are good enough to work here”

Without thinking Bill asks “What do you have to do in a job interview for a strip club?”. His cheeks start to turn red as he realizes how rude he sounded.

There are two types of jobs, the high paid ones where people get respected and accepted, and the poor paid jobs where people get looked down on and disrespected. These two types are still though, two sides of the same coin. Strippers and sex workers are not on the coin. These jobs belong to a small penny, a small penny that no one cares about. The penny that is in your wallet that you never use and want to get rid off but you still keep it. You hate it but you don’t want to get rid off it because why would you throw something away that’s yours. Why would you throw people away who are yours for a specific time. People laugh at them, talk gossip about them, change the side of the street, make fun of them and more. Acceptance is something they don’t grant them. Yet, they need them. Someone who helps them out, who will do exactly as told, who they can use and then throw away whenever they want.

The other side of the penny belongs to dealers and contract killers, also known as hitman. The overall more masculine side of the coin is the addiction that everyone needs and can’t get rid off. Once you start, you can’t stop. The first joint, first time trying ecstasy, then the first line of coke. People need it to survive, exactly like contract killers. The feeling of power people have when their problems are getting taken care of by someone professional. Only having to move a muscle for transferring money when the problem got taken care of. The small penny shows the desire and power we have and want.

That doesn’t mean though, that the society accepts them.

“Sorry, ma’am, I didn’t want to sound rude” Bill says, giving her a apologetic smile, hoping she’s not offended by it.

“It’s ok” you say “a lot of people think that we are just some sluts who want to show off our bodies and get some dirty old money” of course you know that it’s not the job you parents wanted you to have, but it’s still a job and you earn more money than most people earn in a week.

Bills smile falls when you say that.

“you are not a slut”

God, he only knows you for about 10 minutes, and most of time you were touching Andy’s dick, why does he care?

“Thanks, officer, I appreciate it.” it’s been a while since a policeman told you your not something like that. “Well” you go while biting your lip “and to answer your question, in this club we have to show Mr.Pronge how good we are”

To be honest, at this point Bill doesn’t even want to know what you mean by that. To munched already happened today. He met a 70s pornstar, walked in on a lawyer having a affair and saw the man cume in his pants. That’s enough for one evening. The only reason why he’s still feeling fine is because he just met an angle. Bill doesn’t move until your voice breaks him out of his trance.

“Aren’t you suppose to be asking me questions about the accident?” you ask him.

“Yeah, right”

He spends the next 20 minutes questioning you, all while not taking his eyes of you. After he finished questioning you, you both go downstairs. Bill wants to say something to you but before he gets the chance to, you’re already making your way over to Mr. Pronge. The owner stands up from the bar chair when he sees you coming over, glancing over to Bill before bringing his focus back on you. Bill can’t hear what you both are talking about but he sees how you show him the money, to be more specific, the money Andy gave you for fucking him.

“Officer, we are done here. Are you coming?” the younger officer, who seems to be doing better, asks him.

Bill looks back over to you only to see that you are no longer there, neither is Mr. Pronge. Thoughts of what you may be doing right now flashes through his mind. You could change into your casual outfit right now, count your money, drink a cocktail or fuck someone else.

He tries to get rid of these thoughts, he will not feel jealous or whatever he is feeling.

So, he walks out of the club, sad that he couldn’t say goodbye to you.

Bill is feeling miserable on his way home, he can’t get you out of his head.

What did Andy say? When your not happy you should drink?

Those probably weren’t his exact words but Bill couldn’t care less right now, so instead of driving home he drives to the next gas station. He quickly gets inside and goes over to the beers. Bill scans the shelfs, corona, blue moon, desperado and good old Weihenstephan Weissbier. He needs German beer right now.

Bill grabs a six pack and walks over to pay for it. The cold night air hits him when he walks out off the store, almost telling him to go back inside the warm gas station but he can’t. Neither can he just go in a bar right now, he’s still in his uniform, so he just sits in his car.

This year one officer will get a promotion and the chances are high that he’s the lucky officer who will get it. Bill is known as the good neighborhood officer, people like him. Grandmas make him cookies, little kids come up to him, wanting to sit in the police cars, mothers try to set him up with their daughters, people at the weekly market give him food for free. They just like him. That’s why he can’t understand how his only adversary is so high up on the list. This officer is the exact opposite of him.

Officer Lee Bodecker

Everybody knows that Bodecker did some shady stuff. Stuff like bribery, counterfeit money, speeding tickets and more! Out of some reasons though, people still seem to like him, well most of them come from the shady part of town.

If Bill would do something like that or if he would just be seen doing something what ‘good‘ cops aren’t suppose to do, he wouldn’t get that promotion and he could maybe even get fired. Bodecker would probably like that.

Bill just knows that Lee goes into Bloody Ice, especially after what Andy said. Thinking back, Bodecker is also the officer who told him about the basement of the club. He’s probably going there every night, drinking to get even fatter, while watching younger woman dance and then fuck them.

What if he fucked you?

No no no no no no no. He didn’t fuck you, right? You wouldn’t allow him to fuck you. But he’s a customer. Jealousy over comes him. What if Bodecker really had the chance to touch you, to feel your soft skin under his fingers.

He needs to see you again, he needs to finally touch you, he needs to know if you had something with Bodecker.

That’s how he finds himself back in front of the club. He doesn’t remember the whole drive back here or where he parked his car.

Bill goes inside with the mission to find you. Even though he’s hella drunk, he can still tell that the club is full. Men are screaming and begging to the woman on stage to take their clothes off, girls are sitting on mens laps, getting money stuffed into their bras and panties. The whole room smells like alcohol and sex, which is funny because sex only happens in the privat rooms. He can’t see you though and he definitely can’t see the big bouncer who curiously looks him up and down, while he walks by.

Bill starts to search for you, pushing men out the way, nobody seems to understand he’s from the police.

“Get Out oFf my Way” Bill growls at a man with round glasses that is standing in his way, before pushing him away and continuing his search.

He sees some men going behind the stage. Maybe his girl is also there, so he follows them. You have to be here somewhere.

The men walk down a small hallway, only dimly lighted by some neon signs. The floor is dark cement with small cracks and red spots. The hallway just looks like a nicer version to the gates of hell.

The four men start to walk downstairs. Bill realizes in that moment that Bodecker was right, there is a basement. But what happens down there? He walks a bit faster or as fast as someone can go who is slightly drunk. He needs to know if you are downstairs but he suddenly freezes when a neon sign shines on one of the men. A big man with dark hair and a almost to tight leather jacket.

“BoDecKer?” Bill whispers to himself. Is that Bodecker going downstairs? The hair and body definitely fits.

Before Bill can take another step forward, he gets yanked back, not being able to hold his balance he crashes to the floor.

“Nah man, your fucking cop ass is not going anywhere. You know what happens to people who want to know more than they should? We put a fucking bullet in their head. I’m gonna make an exception for you because we don’t need the whole fucking police station show up cause a cop is missing. NOW GET THE FUCK BACK UP!”

Bill looks back up, trying to focus. He can tell that he’s buff, got a buzz cut and a thick beard. Perhaps he’s wrong though because he sees the man twice. He shouldn’t have drank that much.

“I’m juSt lOoking for mY swEethEart” he tells the buff man, who’s face changes to an angry expression. A growl even leaves his throat. As soon as Bill is back on his feet he gets grabed again and thrown against the wall. Bills ears ring from the sudden action.

The man pulls his fist back ready to throw it when suddenly a soft voice and hand stops him. “Curtis, everything is good”

God, could that be you?

Bill turns his head, trying to focus on the person standing next to the man. He can’t hear what’s going on, his entire focus is on trying to focus again. After a few seconds he finally sees you. “Hey, sweetheart” he says with a grin on his face, leaning against the wall.

“You sure about that, he’s drunk as fuck and-“ the man starts only to be cut off by your soft hand being put on his chest.

“Don’t worry, I met him before, I’m just gonna take care of him until he’s feeling better” you answer, grabbing Bills arm, resulting in him almost leaning his whole weight on you.

There’s a minute of silence, except the soft giggling and soft hi’s of Bill, before Curtis speaks up. “Ok, but the second he’s sober again you get him out off here. I don’t want the boss to get mad again” he says in a soft but stern tone.

“Yes, Everett. Now go and throw some other drunk asses out” jokingly command with a smile, winking at him. You put Bills arm around your shoulder, trying to ignore the way he puts his face in your hair, smelling you and the intense smell of alcohol. You carefully lead him through the main club part and in direction of the stairs. With the goal of bringing him into the room where he saw you for the first time.

“I’ve bEen sEarchIng fOr yOu all niGht, swEethearT” Bill stated with a proud smile on his face, holding on you. You try your best to hold him upright as you both go up the stairs, almost letting him accidentally fall down three times. Bill doesn’t care though, the only thing that matters right now is you being close to him and your beautiful hair. It smells like vanilla and strawberries with a touch of coconut. He already knows that it would be his new favorite smell, if there also wouldn’t be a hint of cigarettes in it.

“Really?” you question when you finally made it upstairs “why did you miss me that much?”

Bill lets out a little adorable laugh as you both go down the familiar hallway, getting closer and closer to the door. “Oh, you don’t even know”

You let him in first, when you finally reach the door before following him inside and locking the door. Rushing back over to Bill as you see him almost tripping again. You make him sit down on the couch, making sure that he stays upright and then sitting down yourself, turning to look at him only to see that he’s already looking at you.

“Did you fuck Lee Bodecker?”

That came unexpected.

“Bill” you say, while putting your hand on his cheek, softly tracing his cheekbone “why do you want to know”. His eyes move from you, he can’t look you in the eyes. Bill takes in all the details of the room, the only light that comes are from the lamps because no windows are there. “Look at me” you say, turning his head to look at you “tell me why”

Bill gulps, feeling out of nowhere totally sober “I-I uh” how is he suppose to explain that he is jealous. “Well you know I uhm- hate- don’t like Bodecker” he says, almost wanting to slap himself by how fake that sounds. Lying never been one of his strengths.

Your face shows disappointment and Bill nearly cries, he doesn’t want you to be disappointed at him. He wants to be the reason you smile. “How about this, officer, you tell me, while I make you feel good” you whisper, trailing one hand down his uniform. Bills breath hitches, is it really happening. Is he really finally going to feel you?

You unbuckle his belt

Fuck. He’s so scared but also excited. He knows your good, he knows. You got Andy to cheat on his wife.

You slowly open his zipper and get on your knees

No, he can’t. If someone finds out he’s going to get fired, that also means Bodecker will win.

You pull his pants and underwear down.

This is wrong, this is so wrong. Nobody will forget that if-

His thoughts get cut off as you lick a strip down his dick. “Fuck” Eyes roll back into his head when you lick another strip. A smirk grows on your lips, seeing his expression. Bill is in heaven, well, as far as you can be in heaven while sinning.

“I wanted you to tell me why you want to know, baby” you say, giving his dick some soft strokes.

“OK. I will tell you-just p-please don’t stop” knowing he’s gonna embarrass himself. He sucks in some breath of air “I don’t want him to touch you because-ugh fuck h-he ca-FUCK“ you take him in your mouth, making Bill stop his sentence and instead letting out soft pleases. He knows he won’t last long.

“I want to b-be” he stop again when you altered to bob your head. He’s definitely not gonna last.

Bill looks down at you and immediately regrets it. Innocent eyes look back at him and your soft red lips wrapped around his dick. Your mouth is wet and warm, taking him down your throat. It’s like your mouth is made for him. “I don’t want h-him beca-“ he can’t do it.

The moment your hand grabs his balls he explodes “FUCK! I DONT WANT HIM TO TOUCH YOU BECAUSE I WANT YOU” he screams as he cums. His cheeks turn red, embarrassed by the confession.

You swallow before before standing back up and looking him in the eyes “It’s ok”. Before smashing your lips against his. Bill moans as you start to play with his tongue, completely taking control. You taste delicious, you taste exactly how you smell. This time though with a hint of his own cum.

Bill whines as you break the kiss, trying to follow your lips. The alcohol definitely making him clingier.

The sound of your laughter makes his stomach feel like it’s filled with butterflies. “Don’t worry, I think I like you too” you whisper softly in his ear

“Welcome, sinner”

Next thing you know, he throws up over the armrest.

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asdaricus · 2 years

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Sequoia Tree Islets made by Midjourney in the style of various artists specified below.

The first three (1 to 3) are in the style of Arnold Böcklin. The next five (4 to 8) are in the style of David Roberts. 9: Frank Frazetta.

10: Alan Lee. 11: Fyodor Vasilyev

12: Gustav Bauernfeind

13: Michael Whelan

14: Mœbius

15: N. C. Wyeth

16: Rembrandt

#Midjourney #AI art #Sequoia Tree #islets #Forest Island #Arnold Böcklin #Frank Frazetta #David Roberts #Alan Lee #Fyodor Vasilyev #Gustav Bauernfeind #Michael Whelan #Mœbius #N. C. Wyeth #Rembrandt

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oddishfeeling · 2 years

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restarted scream queens n the jokes are insane n ariana looks soooo tanned n it’s actually adding to the jarring humor of it all . n the amount of diva starlets in the cast plus their behind the scenes drama… plus like the horror aspect? a welcome break from psych development n college algebra i’ll tell u what

#keke palmer??#jamie lee curtis???#princess leias daughter???#arianka??#lea michele???#winstons cop gf from new girl???#emma roberts n abigail breslin????#nick JONASS???#the one guy who is typecast as pilots now?

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bitterkarella · 11 months

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Midnight Pals: Imaginarium

Neil Gaiman: submitted for the approval of the midnight society, i call this the tale of the limitless reaches of the human imagination Gaiman: for where are we truly free to imagine? in dreams! Gaiman: for the dreamscape is the playground of the inner child Gaiman: but what if the concept of dreaming Gaiman: was this real cool goth guy Aaron Alexovich: yes

Neil Gaiman: and what if Gaiman: death was a goth chick Stephen King: like mary? Gaiman: no no not like mary Gaiman: not so threatening

Aaron Alexovich: what kind of goth? Alexovich: cuz there's 12 different phyla of goths and over 500 sub-species Gaiman: oh i don't know Gaiman: they're all lovely

Edward Lee: does this goth chick have big boobs Gaiman: well that's not really the point ed Gaiman: but with the limitless power of the imagination Gaiman: why, they could be as big as you desire Lee: whoa Lee: what! Lee: for real?! Lee: shit you guys i gotta try this out

Lee: okay i'm imagining a boob as big as the world Lovecraft: n-no you're not! Lovecraft: no one can imagine a boob that big! Lee: i can Lovecraft: oh you're so full of shit Lovecraft: you cannot!!!

Lovecraft: oh what next? a boob as big as the galaxy Lee: yeah i'm thinking of that now Lovecraft: no you're not! you're making that up! Lee: now i'm thinking of a boob the size of like the entire universe Lovecraft: you liar! Lovecraft: steve, make him stop!! Robert E Howard: howdy there pardna Howard: can ya imagine a boob as big as the heart of texas Lee: i Lee: Lee: i can't imagine that Howard: [chuckling] too big, huh? Lee: no its just Lee: that's kinda abstract

#midnight pals #the midnight society #midnight society #stephen king #hp lovecraft #edward lee #robert e howard #neil gaiman #aaron alexovich

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ssa-atlas-alvez · 2 months

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What about something to do with reader previously fighting back against/killing an abusive parent and a case comes up with the bau which brings it all to life..?

Hiya, hope this is okay! I didn't go into too many sad emotions lol, but hopefully this is okay :)

Description: reader gets dragged back to his hometome, but reunites with his younger brother.

Warnings: child abuse, abuse, murder, alcohol mentions, assault, previous arrests, custody battles, death of a parent

“This week’s case my fine furry friends, you are all heading to Oregon. The homeland of the one and only (Y/N).” Penelope said, pointing the bippy at you. You give a small smile, not having the heart to tell her you were hoping to keep that particular cat in the bag. “So this unsub is targeting unsavory individuals, first, this man. Robert Davis, 42, father of three. Total slime ball, an abusive drunk who is particularly fond of driving under the influence.”

You all looked at the photos now on the board. “Now, up next, same thing. Derek Harris. Father, this time 53, abusive, drinks on occasion.”

“Okay, so he’s got a type.”

“How long between victims?”

“Only four days.”

“How long does he keep them alive?”

“Only a few hours, before he dumps them on the door of their house.”

“He dumps the bodies at their house?” You asked, frowning.

“Why?”

“It’s like a gift.” You theorised, “I know what he was doing so I took revenge for you.”

“Some gift.” Prentiss said, turning back to the file.

Not long after, you were all on the jet on your way to Oregon. The briefing didn’t take long, just a few rough ideas exchanged and Morgan asking if you were excited to go home, you were not.

“Hotchner.” Hotch answered the phone before the end of the second ring. “You’re sure? Okay. We’ll make sure to send some agents there when we land. It’s alright, I’ll let him know. Thank you.” And with that, Hotch hung up again.

The air was a little tense, to say the least. “Another body turned up?” Rossi asked. Hotch just gave a nod.

“Already?” Reid’s eyebrows furrowed. You watched your boss closely for a few seconds.

“It’s him, isn’t it?” Is all you ask.

“Yes.” Is his response. “The ME just identified him.”

“Who found him?”

“(Y/N)…”

“Hotch, who found him?”

“Your brother.”

You sighed, looking away. “He okay?”

“He’s alright. Paramedics checked him over, he’s at the station waiting for us to land.”

You give a small nod. “He’s okay?”

“He’s okay.” Hotch said, voice a little more gentle now. The team watched you cautiously, all concerned.

“Who was the latest victim?” Reid asked, frowning slightly.

“Er, Lee (L/N).”

“(L/N)?” Morgan asked, turning to face you.

“My dad.” You gave a small nod.

“Which means we’re going to have to dive into your life,” Hotch explained, his face was his usual stern expression, but you could see the understanding in his eyes.

“I know.” You gave a small sigh. “I was arrested for assault when I was eighteen - I just broke his nose. No charges were pressed or anything.”

“What happened?” JJ asked.

“Er, I saw him hit my brother.” You gave a small nod. “And he didn’t press charges on the condition I moved out. So, I moved out. I tried fighting for custody but with that arrest, the courts weren’t having it.”

“They wouldn’t let you have custody?”

“Nope, not even with our medical records.” You gave an awkward shrug, “I tried multiple times, Declan ended up in the hospital once or twice. I lived in a small town, and everyone just… turned a blind eye to it.”

“That’s horrible…” JJ said. “They turned a blind eye? Just like that?”

“Yep. And then after the second custody battle and I was doing a food shop and I saw my dad hit Declan again. That time, I landed my dad in hospital.”

You were silent for the rest of the ride, preferring to sit inside your own head than interact with the outside world.

As soon as the jet landed, you, Spencer, and Hotch headed to the police station, the others dividing themselves between the different crime scenes. You follow the secretary’s vague motion to a room at the back of the station. It takes you thirty seconds after to realise she was in your grade in school. You purposefully ignored that and gave the door a light knock before opening the door.

“Declan…” You had prepared for the worst. You were expecting him to hate you, you had left the day you turned eighteen. Granted, it wasn’t exactly a voluntary leave, but you still left.

“(Y/N),” Declan looks up, smiling a little when he sees you. His eyes are bloodshot.

“Hey.” You said softly, "How are you feeling?"

Declan gives a small shrug and you give a quiet sigh, taking a seat next to him on the couch. "Come here," You said, opening your arms. He stares at you for a moment before letting himself lean against you.

You wait until you've both calmed down before speaking again. “We need to talk, kid…”

“I know.” Declan gave a small tight lipped smile. You sit down next to him, sighing slightly as you did. “They don’t think you’re involved, do they?”

“Nah, I’ve got an alibi I cleared with my boss.”

Declan nods, “Good. So I’m assuming your team know?”

“Yep.” You sighed, turning to face him. “Look, Declan-”

“You don’t need to apologise.”

“Yes, I do. I left.”

The teen rolled his eyes, “You’re actually thick. You didn’t leave, dad basically kicked you out.”

“I should have fought to stay.” You argued.

“Yeah, and he would have killed you.” He said. “Besides, I was fine.”

“Were you?”

“Yeah. Most of the time dad was too caught up in his drinking to care.” Declan gave a small shrug. “So… what’s going to happen to me?”

“Well, if you want, I’ve got a spare room that I could let you have. I suppose.” You said, a small smile tugging at your lips.

“Yeah, I guess. If I had too.” Declan grinned slightly.

“Sounds good.” You gave a nod, “We can sort everything else out later. And, if you want - since our house is sort of a crime scene, you can bunk in my hotel room.”

“Perfect, free hotel room.” Declan smirked.

“Yeah, yeah.” You rolled your eyes. “I gotta go talk to my team, you okay in here?”

“Yes, old man. I’m fine.”

You placed a hand on your chest dramatically as you left.

“Everything okay?” Hotch asked.

“Yeah. I think so.” You said, giving your boss a small smile. “As well as it can be right now, anyway.”

“He seems resilient.”

“He is.” You gave a small nod. “You don’t mind if I stay for a while after the case to sort everything up here out, do you?”

Hotch shook his head, “Not at all. Take all the time you need.”

#criminal minds #aaron hotchner #criminal minds fanfiction #derek morgan #spencer reid #emily prentiss #david rossi #x male reader #male reader #bau x reader #bau x male reader #x reader #reader

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slashingdisneypasta · 6 months

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Horror House Reacts... to Zoo Animals!

.I've been watching Robert Irwin and Dave Salmoni take wild animals onto the Jimmy Shows and scare the Jimmy's and various other guest stars sOooooo... I had to make this XD

Plot: We are gonna hand each horror Villains a dangerous animal and see how they handle it. Warnings: Swearing. No actual mention of meerkats despite the gif.

Audrey II: A European Brown Hare.

Audrey II, staring at this hare stood up on its hind legs giving them the Eye: ... that is one ugly bunny rabbit. Y/N: AUDREY TWO!!- Audrey II: wh- AM I WRONG?-

Audrey II has no fear, they're a plant from outer space. He also doesn't particularly care for animals though, since its pretty globally accepted that animals are allowed to eat plants when they're peckish... and understandably, they are not having that. Not in this green house XD Nu uh, no siree, nope nope nope, the hare is gonna get eaten first if he even looks at Audrey II wrong.

Billy Loomis: An Emperor Scorpion.

Y/N: Close your eyes and put out your hands. Billy: ... *sigh* *does as he's told as to not be called a coward* Y/N: *Places the scorpion in Billy's cupped hands* Open them! ^^ This is Phil, he's very chill. Please don't drop him. Billy: ... heheh, can I keep this?? Y/N: ?? What??? No, you cant keep Phil- Billy: I wanna leave him in Stu's bed. Y/N: DEFINITELY not-

Billy, is... *sigh*, a teenage boy.

Bubba Sawyer: A Red Kangaroo.

Bubba: *Very cautious, looking at this jacked foreign creature. He's never seen anything like this, he lives in buttfuck nowhere Texas with no tv.* Y/N: Here, Bubba. *hands Bubba a bouquet of gum leaves* Offer her these. Bubba: *Unsure, but approaches the weird pocketed creature and offers out the branches... Quickly calms down when the kangaroo starts simply munching on the leaves* Y/N: See? ^^ Bubba: *Already petting the kangaroo. Wants to take her home and keep her safe and pet her and give her leaves forever.*

Bubba does not love casually 😅😅😅 Once he's warmed up to someone, that person is his family and he wants to keep them safe. My suggestion?? Sneak the kangaroo back to the zoo in the dead of night while Bubba's asleep. (or call Drayton. He certainly don't want no goddamn kangaroo in his house)

Carrie White: A Boa Constrictor.

Carrie: Um, is this safe?? *Eyeing the snake's head closely as you place her gently over her shoulders* ... Y/N: Oh yeah, don't worry, this one's a sweetheart ^^ Carrie: Okay... *snake raises her head and looks around very peacefully, just surveying the room* Oh, she's sweet!... Y/N: She seems very comfortable with you! Carrie: ! Really??

Carrie was apprehensive at first, but when she realises that the boa is not feeling threatened (or hungry), she relaxes and spends quite a while with the snake in her arms! ^^ She's disappointed when she has to say goodbye ):

Chucky Lee Ray: An Eastern Canadian Moose.

Chucky: *staring up at this giant fucking creature, clearly ready to run at any second if the thing makes an unpleasant move* ... You have gotta be fucken kidding me. Y/N: Nope. This is Jessica-Mae! She's from Canada, and she's really nice. I think she'll let you sit on her back, if you wan- Chucky: No I don't wanna sit on Jessica-Mae's back actually Y/N, Jessica-Mae is a fucken monster- Y/N: c h u c k y

Chucky has a... healthy cautiousness when it comes to wild animals XD He does like tarantulas, though.

Freddy Krueger: A West African Lion.

Y/N: Okay so for this one, um, I'm uh... yeah I'm gonna step out. Freddy: ... wait. Wait wait wait. Why are you- *You close the door one side of the room and as soon as the lock clicks into place, the lion prowls in on the other side* Freddy: Oh. Freddy, hands out like 'i mean no harm': ... nice kitty Freddy: ... um. I saw the lion king. It was... a great piece of cinema; your people should be proud. Freddy: ... please don't eat me, you giant son of a bitch.

Freddy was SO EXCITED to meet an animal, but now he's got some concerns about those teeth and his privates.

Jason Voorhees: A Ussuri Grizzly Bear.

Bear: ... *Staring down Jason* Jason: ... *Staring down Bear* Bear and Jason: *Staring each other down* Y/N: ... *Wondering if you should do something* Jason: *Suddenly walks over and gives the bear neck scritches*

... this is a giant toothy puppy to Jason XD Jason loves wildlife, they were his friends growing up in the woods! ^^ And he knows how to keep them calm, so he's very good with them. He hangs out with the bear until its time to go outside, then Jason follows him outside and hangs with him out there ^^

Jennifer Check: A White Rhinoceros.

Jennifer, as soon as Grizelda the rhino steps in: -oh jesus fucking christ. Jennifer: You're fat. Y/N: Oy! Jennifer: What??? She's meant to be, right?? 🙄 G o d... look who's animal-cist. Jennifer: ... can I feed the fat bitch?

The fact that this is an animal does not change a thing about the way Jennifer talks to her XD She is so fascinated, though, and wants to feed Grizelda, pet Grizelda, ask many many questions about Grizelda... she loves her.

Jerry Dandridge: A Perentie Monitor Lizard (Goanna).

Y/N, helping goanna onto Jerry's lap: Now, be careful with Sandy, he can be kinda easily startled and then his claws will cut into your skin, and- Jerry: *Getting along great with the Sandy, Sandy is in the best mood you have ever seen him in; purring.* Y/N: ... Y/N: ... wtf, how?! Sandy's usually so grumpy!- Jerry: Oh I guess we just have a connection~

Jerry and reptiles get along great, they're cold blooded and he... is always cold. He has no blood. He's a vampire XD Try giving him a puppy, though, and watch that puppy leap away from him and growl like a possessed thing (Jerry gets so frowny about it XD).

Michael Myers: A Bengal Tiger.

Michael: *Stock still, actually considering running for the first time in 50 decades* Tiger: ... *yawns* *prowls over to Michael and lays on top of his feet, promptly falling asleep* Y/N: ... um. Well, I think she likes you?? Michael: *Does not move an inch for 3 hours while the tiger naps, staring at it*

Michael, just like cats... is a bitch. They basically adopt him into their family as their big dumb weirdo child (Yes, even the big terrifying ones) and there is not a thing grumpy old Myers can do about it XD

Pamela Voorhees: A Silver Fox.

Pam: *Loves the fox. Sitting in her chair and leaning down to give it treats. Cooing at her.* Y/N: You're so good with her! ^^ Pam: ~Stay away from my son, dear, and I wont have to sick her on you~ Y/N: ... D: What?

Pamela and a sharp toothed creature is a dangerous combination. Stay away from her son.

Patrick Bateman: An African Savanna Elephant.

Patrick: *A too-big smile glued to his face as he strokes the dirty wrinkly elephant* This is... this is fun... Y/N: I knew you'd like her! ^^ Anna is so sweet, and gentle, and quiet, so- Patrick: -You cant tell when I'm fucken lying through my t e e t h!?

Patrick doesn't like any animals, they're wild and filthy and break irreplaceable things he spent hard-earned money on to be unique, but he will force a pleasant face because that is what he does

Pennywise: A Mountain Zebra.

*i was tempted to do a turtle but... seemed too obvious XD Still unsure i made the right call*

Penny: Heheheheh, whats black, white and- Y/N: Don't do it. I swear. Dont do it. Penny: Okay okay okay, I'll be serious. Hey, why do zebras have stripes? Y/N: Oh, well they developed stripes because- Penny: Because they didn't want to be Spotted!

Penny c a n n o t s t o p m a k i n g z e b r a j o k e s. Otherwise, he's pretty good with the zebra. No problems ^^

Stu Macher: A Somali Ostrich.

Stu: Heheh... Y/N, these things don't bite, do they?? Y/N: Oh they totally do. *Hands Stu the leash* Anything with a mouth bites. Stu, levelling his gaze with the giant flightless bird: ... I will bite you back.

Stu is a little chicken, but he's also really curious!! XDD So sure, he'll hang onto the leash and feed the monster bird!! But he will absolutely crouch down and cover his head if the ostrich starts fluttering his wings. And don't you dare leave him XD

Tiffany Valentine: Baby Nile Crocodiles.

Tiff: Chucky!! We have new children now!! Chucky: THE FUCK WE DO- Y/N: N- no... you cant keep them actually... Tiff, ignoring you and Chucky: The kids are gonna love these ^^ Come on, sweethearts, into the sack, single file now- hey, Trudy, no biting your brother-

Tiffany is in love XD And you know how one-track-minded she can be when she's in love XD

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checkoutmybookshelf · 5 months

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Ok, so normally I just...ignore creators who can't be bothered to include women, LTGBTQIA, and BIPOC authors in Fantasy Book Lists, but today I'm tired and grouchy and this goddamn video pissed me off because it's a vast majority of white dudes and their fantastical man pain. SO. I would like to just toss out some NOT white male fantasy authors because frankly I am *so tired* of white dudes retreading Tolkien and Robert Jordan forever. So let's celebrate some amazing fantasy authors who tend not to make these lists.

I'll give the author (and a book to start with).

- Mercedes Lackey (Arrows of the Queen)

- Tamora Pierce (Sandry's Book)

- Fonda Lee (Jade City)

- India Holton (The Wisteria Society of Lady Scoundrels)

- NE Davenport (The Blood Trials)

- Naomi Novik (His Majesty's Dragon)

- Moniquill Blackgoose (To Shape A Dragon's Breath)

- CE Murphy (Urban Shaman)

- Sue Lynn Tan (Daughter of the Moon Goddess)

- Chloe Gong (These Violent Delights)

- Judy I. Lin (A Magic Steeped in Poison)

- Tasha Suri (The Jasmine Throne)

- Xiran Jay Zhao (Iron Widow)

- Jordan Ifueko (Raybearer)

- Chelsea Abdullah (The Stardust Thief)

- Tracy Deonn (Legendborn)

- Gabi Burton (Sing Me to Sleep)

- Brittany N. Williams (That Self-Same Metal)

- Juliet Marillier (Dreamer's Pool)

- Stephanie Burgis (Scales and Sensibility)

- Allison Saft (A Fragile Enchantment)

- Chloe Neill (The Bright and Breaking Sea)

- Olivia Atwater (Half a Soul)

- Heather Fawcett (Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Faerie)

- MA Carrick (The Mask of Mirrors)

- Kristin Cashore (Graceling)

- Marie Brennan (A Natural History of Dragons)

- Maya Ibrahim (The Spice Road)

- HM Long (Dark Water Daughter)

- Aparna Verma (The Phoenix King)

And these are just the ones I can see on my bookshelves by turning my head without moving from my chair. There are DOZENS of others who I apologize for missing and who are absolutely worth reading. If I missed one of your favorites, add it to the list with a reblog, and let's stop defaulting to filling fantasy author lists with white dudes.

#fantasy novel #fantasy books #books and reading #books #books and novels

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tobybestupid · 9 months

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Masterlist

★ Also, if requesting please add what gender you would like if it is for NSFW!! (Gender neutral is okay too!)

★ Btw! Please, do not spam like my posts!

★ from this point on, July 20 2024, I will STOP writing for bands. Extremely sorry but it makes me uncomfortable to be writing about real, living people. I will continue to do games however!

��last updated: September 15, 2024★

Before we get into this, info for requests and such!

★ I do nsfw, angst, fluff, ECT.

★ I do NOT allow/do racism, homophobia, rape, icky bodily fluids, anal, beastiality, etc.

★ I will do character x character, character x reader, character x character x reader!

★ hope this makes sense!!

+ if I missed anything I'm so sorry!

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Bands I do

Guns n Roses

Mötley Crüe

KISS

Hanoi Rocks

Megadeth

(No longer writing bands)

Other

Call of Duty mw2-mw3

Red Dead Redemption 1-2

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Mötley Crüe

All of them together x reader

Mötley x reader hc's

🖤Nikki Sixx🖤

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Taking care of him after tour

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

Big ol' crybaby

Doing so good

⛓️Mick Mars⛓️

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

How to take care of him after tour

Fourth of July with mötley

Please, stay

Bubble bath- with cats?

Peachy Keen

You pampering mötley

Mick Mars x Reader injury (appendix, I think)

NSFW hc's

🌜Vince Neil🌛

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

NSFW Alphabet

❤️‍🔥Tommy Lee❤️‍🔥

Sick mötley x reader

Mötley dealing with you being drunk

Fourth of July with mötley

You pampering mötley

You're still beautiful

🥀Terror Twins x Reader💣

Terror Twins x Reader hc's 1

Terror twins x Reader hc's 2

Terror Twins x reader hc's 3

Terror Twins x reader hc's 4

Terror Twins x reader hc's 5

Terror Twins x reader hc's 6

Sick!Terror Twins x reader hc's

My turn

So, so good

Cuddle..sex?

Calm down, ey?

(y'all are so hungry for Terror Twins omg...)

Hanoi Rocks

🌚Razzle🌝

Late night kisses

🕸️Sami Yaffa🕸️

NSFW Alphabet

Such a tease, huh?

KISS

💫Paul Stanley💫

Snow

Guns n Roses

🎩Slash🐍

Do you love me more?

They fell asleep with your kid

❤️Axl Rose💋

They fell asleep with your kid

Axl x Kurt Cobian sister!Reader hc's

NSFW Alphabet

Cold baby?

Bad day?

🎸Duff McKagan🎸

They fell asleep with your kid

🚬Izzy Stradlin🚬

Sick as a dog

Sweetheart

They fell asleep with your kid

🍿Steven Adler🍿

The, fell asleep with your kid

Paradise City

NSFW Alphabet

Megadeth

🍃Dave Mustaine🍃

Your not my baby

Tour rat

NSFW Alphabet

Dating Dave head cannons

Call of Duty (COD)

🦴Alex Keller🦴

Coming soon!!

🖤Simon "ghost" Riley🖤

Reader with sensory issues

💣König💣

Dating him head cannons

Roommate könig

🧼John "Soap" Mactavish🧼

Coming soon!!

🌜Farah Karim🌛

Coming soon!!

🥃John Price🥃

Coming soon!!

🦎Nikto🦎

Red Dead Redemption (2)

Coming soon!!

🦌Arthur Morgan🦌

If they were parents

🦬Charles Smith🦬

If they were parents

🃏Dutch Van Der Linde🃏

If they were parents

🐀Micah Bell🐀

If they were parents 2

🎸Javier Escuella🎸

If they were parents

🐎Kieran Duffy🐎

If they were parents 2

🐺John Marston🐺

Coming soon!!

🖤Jack Marston🖤 (1911)

If they were parents 2

🪶Eagle Flies🪶

Coming soon!!

🍷Molly 0'Shea🍷

If they were parents

🔪Sadie Adler🔪

If they were parents

🪻Abigail Roberts🪻

Coming soon!!

☘️Sean Macguire☘️

If they were parents 2

Character x Character

Coming soon!!

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txtmetonight · 2 months

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The Four Layers of the Human Body—Robert Wun

call summary ⋆ ★ My interpretation (?) of Robert Wun's 'Four Layers of the Human Body' with the hyung line and their love.

The skin, flesh, bones, and soul of the Hyung line

pairing *. * Skz Hyung Line x Fem! Reader

genre⋆ ★ Angst, Fluff

warnings *. Bad grammar (swiftly checked)

call duration⋆ ★ 1.3k

a/n*. * I put links to how the layers look if you have no idea about what I'm talking about !! Also js go look it up for more clarification ajaja

taglist ⋆ ★ @kflixnet

Bang Chan ㅤ─────ㅤBones

Chan is strong—he is the backbone of his group. With his shoulders perked high as tall as mountains, he leads on with such great force—with such a fierce look that reeks of his might. Yet that's not all for all he is, he's everything else.

He cages his member with the promise of safety—in pure protection of his own, he holds them up with their dependence rested on his chest, and in a mellow fashion, he moves them to the top.

Because that's where they belong. Yes, everyone knows.

But who is supporting Chan? Who does he rely on? For if you look a little closer, you'll see that his ribs are caving in, his walk is stiff and aching, and his arms dangle side to side uselessly, with no control of them.

So when he falls, he breaks little by little. Small fractures that mimic rivers, follow up with him. But yet, he still gives all that he has to his members, who are his organs—his everything.

Until you came along, with a small cast in hand and a huge grin that glows so brightly that it put the striking sun to shame. And now, even though Chan takes a blow for his members, cracks his skull—his ribs because truly that is inevitable; you're always there to patch him back up with your sweet hands cradling his face. You kiss him where his ruptures tear into him and wipe away the tears when they fall.

And then you proceed to grab a roll of bandages and slowly fix him up. Piece by piece. Shatter by shatter.

Lee Minho ㅤ─────ㅤSkin

He knows that he can come off as a little scary—Minho knows that very well. And it's not that he can really help it, it's more so that he's engulfed in flaps of his skin, all so ugly and monster-like. All so he could protect himself—not let anyone else in.

But sometimes when he accidentally pushes himself too much and scrapes his knees, little icky germs get in and swirl in his blood streams until he's sick of looking at himself in the mirror. Until his fingertips have to pull back at blubber, lift it up a little more, just so so hideous and mean. And then he promises to himself that he'll be more careful. He won't break his skin again.

God, it's so horrible that he just has to cover himself more and more. More uglier—more tougher. Just for him at night to be suffocated by all the mass pressing onto his chest and into his throat—all the weight and the guilt that spills all over him attached like a parasite all because he decided to do this.

But then for the first time in his life, Minho jolts when he feels nimble prodding at his droops. Not enough to hurt but enough to let little sparks of warmth drip over him.

Through the flabby parts that cover his eyes, he finds a curious angel staring at him. You're staring at him with a wonder held in your eyes, with constellations that dance and twirl. You're not scared. Why?

At first, he thinks that he's allergic to you—allergic because his heart starts to patter and his skin starts to peel away. He puts on another layer, shivering with fear when you smile at him and your eyes crinkle so prettily. Yet quickly enough, it just comes back off. He's exposed.

And then slowly as time comes along, on the ground lays him. The past him. The protected him. But now, out comes the vulnerable Minho, cold and scared, but when you nuzzle your head against him, he just melts. Another piece of him comes falling down.

Finally, when you notice that he's down to his last layer of skin you strip back it off and expose the beauty that lies within. The true Minho.

With pouty lips and furrowed brows, uncovered fully in front of you. Every twitch of him. And then comes the realization that there's nothing between you both. Not a flab of skin.

So he kisses you. Softly.

Seo Changbinㅤ─────ㅤFlesh

'One flesh'

What does it mean? It means to love another as fully as if you were bonded with them, every tendon, every vein, every muscle, under a blanket of flesh.

To where the beating of a heart is silent through the vows of another, to where your fingers tangle underneath the night sky and the warmth of your flesh brings a certain flush to your face. A selflessly giving, devoted, generous, and eternal love that's just so beautiful.

A soulmate you melted in. Bonded in with. Became as one. Became as one flesh. Seo Changbin is your flesh. He is your love. And you are his.

Changbin thrives with so many nerves and veins. He is so full of energy every day. He is just so warm and so beautiful and and and. Electrifying. God, and so loving, even though he's a bit intimidating at first, gruffly staring with his face locked in a set position.

But that's okay,. Because when you wipe the strand of hair out of his eyes and litter his poor cheeks with butterfly kisses, his eyes glaze over in love. Love of you.

Especially when you kiss him on the neck, where his nerves are most vibrant buzzing as they travel into his gut, raising a wave of butterflies. It's lovely. Truly. Really.

Seo Changbin is your flesh. He is your love. And you are his. Now forever concealed as each other's other half—one flesh as you both awaken in the mornings and go to sleep at night.

Stunning boy, though. Your stunning boy.

Hwang Hyunjinㅤ─────ㅤSoul

Stunning Hyunjin. And the cosmos kneel down to him for his beauty is so bright—so blinding they have never seen anything like it. Draped in veils of jewels and crystals, Hyunjin is utterly, devastatingly alluring.

He catches everyone's eyes, keeping them locked with a striking face and a puckered smile. And with an elegant walk, he strides down in confidence with a stunning robe that trails behind him. Hail his divinity and everything else that he is. Hum.

But that's all everyone sees anyway. His beauty.

And it's not like he minds that much, it's just that he wishes that they would just look a little closer. A little deeper into who he was. Saw the face underneath the drape. An expression that mourns about him himself because he is lost to the physical appearance of the jewels that stare back at him in the mirror.

The soul is intricate. Hyunjin is intricate.

That is all.

That is all he wants someone to see, to touch, and to kiss so softly as butter melting. He wishes to see truly the eyes of another when he holds his hands out, to hug them wholly and love them to the fullest without them even staring at the brilliance of stones that scatter along him.

And you do. You do it so well that Hyunjin sobs to it.

You do it as you press your lips against him, with the veil just in between because truly that is him. You still taste the strawberry chapstick on him...so you don't mind at all.

The jewels that make small, rounded indents into your skin when you press into him with your cheeks chubbed together with his; are nothing at all. They don't even ache.

Most importantly of all. You see his face—the truest of him, the love that he holds for you. Just underneath all of that drape. And then for the rest of the nights that you hold together with him, underneath moons and the planet of Venus, you promise him that you'll always find him.

Even if he's lost underneath the blankets of beauty. You will always cherish Hyunjin and the intricate features of him—of inside him Because he is more. More than allure itself.

The soul is beautiful. But Hwang Hyunjin is more.

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Anticipated New Releases of 2024

**As anticipated by Me. Mostly SFF. Links are to goodreads because that's what I use, sorry. Anything marked "new to me" I haven't read anything by that author before and therefore can't vouch for the quality. I just think the premise is neat.**

Emily Wilde's Map of the Otherlands, Heather Fawcett (16 January)

Sequel to the charming novel about the fairy anthropologist.

Exordia, Seth Dickinson (23 January)

Well, it isn't a new Baru Cormorant, but this modern SF about first contact may be the next best thing.

City of Stardust, Georgia Summers (30 January)

New to me. A young woman descends into the underworld in order to break her family's fatal curse.

The Tainted Cup, Robert Jackson Bennett (6 February)

New to me. A sherlock holmes flavored duo solves the mystery of the murder of an imperial official in a labyrinthine fantasy realm.

What Feasts at Night, T Kingfisher (13 February)

The sequel to the mushroom horror book What Moves the Dead.

The Warm Hands of Ghosts, Katherine Arden (13 February)

A ghost story set in WW1 about a woman searching for her missing brother.

The Fox Wife, Yangsze Choo (13 February)

New to me. A detective in 1908 Manchuria investigates a young woman's death in an area full of mythical foxes.

Redsight, Meredith Mooring (27 February)

New to me. Unpowered priestess and Imperial pawn is set on a collision path with a pirate with a grudge for the Imperium (Gay romance).

Sunbringer, Hannah Kaner (12 March)

Sequel about the professional godkiller Kissen.

Jumpnauts, Hao Jingfang (12 March)

New to me. A SF novel in translation from Chinese, with three scientists joining forces to deal peacefully with a first contact situation.

The Woods All Black, Lee Mandelo (19 March)

I liked Mandelo's debut novel very much so I'm excited to read this queer horror novella set in 1920s Appalachia.

Floating Hotel, Grace Curtis (19 March)

New to me. A series of cozy character vignettes on a space cruise ship after a murder has occurred. One of the four (!) space hotel murder crimes books coming out this year.

The Emperor and the Endless Palace, Justinian Huang (26 March)

New to me. Reincarnation gay romance set in 4 BCE China, the 1740s, and modern-day LA.

Alien Clay, Adrian Tchaikovsky (28 March)

Far future space xenoarchaeology by a man trapped on a prison planet.

Someone You Can Build a Nest In, John Wiswell (2 April)

New to me. Bizarre lesbian cannibalism monster romance from the point of view of the monster.

The Familiar, Leigh Bardugo (9 April)

Glad to see Bardugo writing more adult fantasy, and this one is especially exciting because it's a fantasy set in early modern Spain with a Jewish main character. Fun to see a more original historical period.

A Sweet Sting of Salt, Rose Sutherland (9 April)

New to me. Lesbian selkie romance.

Death in the Spires, KJ Charles (11 April)

Charles branching out from romance into historical Oxford murder mystery about a group of friends with dark secrets.

Audrey Lane Stirs The Pot, Alexis Hall (22 April)

The new Hall thinly veiled british baking show romcom. Libby says it's releasing in April but I've heard nothing from the author so I think it may be Alecto'd (shifted to next year)

Necrobane, Daniel M Ford (23 April)

Sequel to the dungeons and dragons-esque low fantasy lesbian necromancy book.

A Letter to the Luminous Deep, Sylvie Cathrall (25 April)

New to me. Sweet underwater epistolary academic romance.

How To Become the Dark Lord and Die Trying, Django Wexler (21 May)

New to me. A young hero caught in a fantasy time loop gives up and tries being the villain in an attempt to escape.

Goddess of the River, Vaishnavi Patel (21 May)

Another woman-centered retelling of Hindu mythology, this time based on the river goddess Ganga.

Escape Velocity, Victor Manibo (21 May)

New to me. Evil and toxic private school alumni jockey for position in a space hotel event in an attempt to escape a dying Earth.

The Fireborne Blade, Charlotte Bond (28 May)

New to me. Gay dragon slaying knight novella.

Evocation, ST Gibson (28 May)

New to me but looks very cool. Attorney and medium David attempts to escape his deal with the devil with the help of his ex boyfriend and his ex boyfriend's wife (Poly romance).

Service Model, Adrian Tchaikovsky (4 June)

In an SF future, a robot kills its human owners and ventures out into a world where human supremacy is beginning to crumble.

Lady Eve's Last Con, Rebecca Fraimow (4 June)

New to me. A con artist seeks revenge on the man who hurt her sister, who's coincidentally also on a space cruise ship (Sapphic romance subplot).

Triple Sec, TJ Alexander (4 June)

An actual mainstream published poly romance (!!) by trans author Alexander.

Running Close to the Wind, Alexandra Rowland (11 June)

Gay! Pirates! Scheming! Alt fantasy world! Monks! I liked Taste of Gold and Iron a lot and I'm very excited for this one.

The Knife and the Serpent, Tim Pratt (11 June)

New to me. Space opera about an interdimensional organization. Also, there's a sentient starship.

The Witchstone, Henry Neff (18 June)

A childhood favorite of mine's adult debut, featuring a demon who suddenly has to shape up at his curse keeper job after eight hundred years of slacking.

Rakesfall, Vajra Chandrasekera (18 June)

VERY excited to read more weird queer sff from this author after a fantastic debut. Looks weird. I'm in.

Foul Days, Genoveva Dimova (25 June)

New to me. A witch in a Slavic fantasy inspired world flees her evil ex, the Tsar of Monsters. There's also a plague and a detective.

Saints of Storm and Sorrow, Gabriella Buba (25 June)

New to me. Filipino inspired anticolonialist fantasy novel about a nun who is secretly practicing the religion of her goddess.

The Duke at Hazard, KJ Charles (18 July)

A queer regency with an incognito duke by one of my particular favorite romance authors.

Long Live Evil, Sarah Rees Brennan (30 July)

!!! Very excited to see a new adult fantasy by Brennan. A reader is dragged into a fictional world and finds herself the villain.

A Sorceress Comes to Call, T Kingfisher (20 August)

A retelling of The Goose Girl from reliably good fairy tale stalwart Kingfisher.

Buried Deep and Other Stories, Naomi Novik (17 September)

Collection of Novik's short stories.

Swordcrossed, Freya Marske (8 October)

VERY excited to see a new book by talented writer Marske. A man falls in love with the duelist hired for his arranged wedding. MEANWHILE. details of the fantasy world wool industry.

Feast While You Can, Mikaella Clements and Onjuli Datta (29 October)

New to me. Small town queer cave horror.

The Last Hour Between Worlds, Melissa Caruso (19 November)

Multiple reality murder mystery spy vs spy type antics, with lesbians.

#book recommendations #on the tbr #now I would Like to put alecto the ninth on this but as we know. NO news (sobs)#long post #updated 3/8 with more books I've added since I posted this

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