#dont give permission that isnt yours to give

[fairiencarnate]

I used to love those anti diet posts that were like "eat that cake. eat that chocolate. do what feels good babe" because they enabled me to keep harming my vital organs. Now they make me want to scream bc like girl I would LOVE to. I'm fighting the urge every second. But I would sugar dose myself into a diabetic coma if I just did what felt good. I would bleed myself into iron deficiency if I did what felt good. Doing what feels good would cause some of my favourite organs to stop functioning. It's made me realize... Doing what feels good is a privilege not all are blessed with.

[oceanwithouthermoon]

maybe its just me but i cant stand when people are like "it just doesn't sit right with me how teruhashi thought about aiura 🥺" like yes... its not supposed to ??? because her thinking badly of other girls and prioritizing male validation over everything is one of her main flaws ??? can we talk about that WITHOUT making it seem like shes not allowed to have a single actual flaw without suddenly becoming an awful person? nobody can handle complex female characters at all and its so fucking annoying

[diapause]

I need to just stop looking at the comments of any ig post on physical disability whether it's positive or otherwise because it is 99% "As someone with Aspergers-" this isn't ABOUT YOU!

[onlyfangz]

fandom's meant to be fun. if it's not, hit da bricks, dude.

[boredtalkingkat]

imagine:

your dom is fucking you trying to make themselves cum, but you are coming up on the edge as well. you ask them over and over if you can please cum, but they say "you better not cum. keep holding it for me"

you keep trying to hang onto the edge as they continue pounding into you. it begins to become a struggle with you clenching everything to try not to explode.

finally, you feel them press into you one more time and their cock starts pulsing as you feel a warmness begin to fill you. they pull out and tell you that you did such a good job. their cum starts to leak out of you very slowly.

you, still in torment from riding the edge so long, continue to plead and beg for permission to cum.

"my dear, you did cum! dont you see it dripping from your hole?" your dom motions to the hole they had just pulled out of

"no i didnt cum. you didnt let me"

"then how come you have so much leaking out of you?"

"you came in me. your cum is leaking out of me Sir"

"youre very silly. its leaking out of your hole. i do believe that makes it your cum now."

"but i didnt cum Sir. im still so needy please"

"aww youre such a silly little slut. i helped you cum by giving you my cum. that's how sluts like you cum. isnt that right?"

"oh yes i see. the only cumming i should be doing is when you're cum is leaking out of me. i dont know why i was being silly. im sorry Sir"

"it's ok my precious slut, it's my job to remind you of the rules. ill be sure to keep reminding you so you arent as silly next time. now what do you say to me for letting you cum?"

"thank you Sir for letting me cum!"

"that's my good girl. now let's plug that cum right up so you can hold onto that good feeling."

[justcallmesakira]

The reader looking so pretty at an event in the agency, co worker dazai can't help but stare at her :> make sum scenario :>

"I SEE YOUR PRETTY EYES AT MINE, MISTER~"

Sypnosis: Dazai just cant keep his eyes to himself when a colleuge of his is looking so darn pretty!

Dazai x fem! reader

Genre: suggestive, romance

Warnings: reader is sort of cheeky, suggestive as hell, implied alcoholism, author gave the reader on what attire shes wearing.

A/N FINALLY A REQUEST AFTER SO FUCKIN LONG

The agency had decided to hold another party in celebration of a huge deal which would help the agency .

And of course you were invited, almost everyone was. You decided to look extra pretty today because why not, not because of others but for yourself.

You had picked out a extravagant ebony coated frock which covered all the way up to your legs and ended with glistening white layers of laces.

The party was at 8 o clock, you had time plus what would you do getting there so early?

Gently tapping on the tubes of lipsticks you picked out a vermillion shade and smoothly applied the waxy substance on your lips. The colour suited the rose tied around your neck really well.

Finally adding some final touches you rushed out the door and walked along to the agency.

There were colourful lights and food everywhere, Atsushi teaching Kyouka how to make decorations, doctor Yosano taking a bit too much of wine, ranpo staring at powdered donuts... To think of it you remember him taking 5 of them sneakily one night and you wonder why hes so obsessed with them.

But one thing you could notice was a certain someones eyes on you... Dazai.

You walked up to atsushi and kyouka, talking to them and teaching them some tips and tricks to fit in with the agency.

You could feel at all times though, a certain pair of eyes glancing at you from time to time from the corner of the room.

"Excuse me, i will just fix my hair and come back" you politely end the conversation before walking towards the door and going outside.

Despite your heels clacking against the floor, you could feel another set of shoes following them.

"Dazai-san, may i know why i feel your eyes on my at all times?" you ask putting a perfect spot from the distance between your figure and the mans figure.

He chuckled.

"Bella, i must say your quite the smart one arent ya'?" osamu replies back with much cheekiness in his tone as yiu turned to him, he had a black tuxedo, a polished and refined one, it hugged his body quite tightly too.

You just sighed at his remark, he was a ladies man you knew but you have never seen the glint and love in his eyes on a girl ever before, it amde your stomach turn slightly in a good way, of course.

His teasing grin drops and turns into a more soothing smile as he walks over to you which makes you back towards the wall unsure whether to trsut him or not.

He lowers his head a bit to reach your face taking in all of it's features.

"Are you trying to woo me, dazai-san? It seems like it"

"Haaah, maybe. The thing is bella you just look so.." you expect him to give you some compliment like every boy does when they see a girl sitting pretty and all but instead he gently took a strand of your hair, took it to his lips and uttered every single quality and flaw about you, it was as if hes born to have a poets tongue with you being the muse.

"I just want to admire you all day, my darling. Its not lust nor a small crush, it isnt even close to love but something beyond the world and beyond the universe to attend to, i dont know i could drown in your eyes right now but i would prefer staring at them for an eternity as if its a gorgeous piece of art hung on a museum"

he said softly, oh god did this man made your heart drop down your stomach and melt into your intestines.

With each word he spoke through his charming voice, you could feel his breathe and hands going closer towards your sweating body and at last, he asked for your permission to which you only looked at him with a slight embroidery of embarrassment on your cheeks.

Dazai tenderly kissed your forehead but though it lasted short you wondered whether he tried to go for your lips instead because of the shift in his body.

"Oi, dazai and [Name] if your done with your cheesy af encounter than come back to the party! Presidents calling you two!"

Atlast after moments of intimate interaction which wasnt even intimate because of the silent yearn for something neither the two of you could preach. Both of you decided to go back to the party.

Later in the relationship you realised that your first kiss with this loverman was not the type of kiss those possessive men would do which would take your breathe away but more of a desperate one as if to reach out for something which one already got.

In the end nor dazai or you could just confess normally without making each other look like two pieces of magnificent artwork looking at each other.

A/N: i hate this more than dazai hates him self :(((((((( btw reader is wearing this dress

Divider crds! : @cafekitsune

Tags! : @inojuuy @silverbladexyz @atlasnessie @tsuunara @elizais @saelique @chuuyasboner @atzuhi @riiwrites @ruanais @biscuits-spooky-corner @rusmii

[pastadoughie]

incase 1 of you needs 2 hear this :

a)

ai art is shitty and explotative, and while i dont think that neural networks are bad as a concept, they can be done ethically, but at this point every single large company that has ai shit is doing it in an extremely shitty way. art that is posted on the internet isnt yours to steal and make profit off of. you do not get to take the art of unconsenting random internet users, throw it into a shredder, and sell 7.99 a month subscription packadges for people to be able to eat some of the dust it spits out.

while i previously was more lax on people on reposting my art so long as they credited me, i ask that you not fucking repost my art, under any circumstance if you are on a platform that is scraping art, or on a site that is not properly set up to deal with scraping. the only acception to this is commisions where you have explicitly asked me.

this includes tumblr.

b)

reposting without credit is always bad, even if you dont know who to credit. you should under no circumstance be posting artwork that isnt your own without giving people a way to see the artist, and you need to link it in a way that is ACTUALLY USEFUL, give multiple links to multiple platforms, do not use 3rd party link shorteners, include mirrors and archive captures, provide a plain text spelling of usernames for every platform you link to, ask for explicit permission of the artist, opt out of any ai generation tools. or if you are on a platform that does not allow for this do not post it at all, and you have to have all of this very clearly visable and easily readable

if that is too much effort for you then you shouldnt be posting it. with literally zero exceptions.

c)

biological sex is not real and people can do whatever the fuck they want with their own bodies, even if you deem it as "self harm". under no circumstance should you take away peoples bodily autonomy, someone could literally be sawing their arms off for funsie wunsies and i would still say they need to have freedom and privacy, and it is ultimatly THEIR call what they do with themselves.

gender is similarly also not fucking real, people can dress however they want, fuck whoever they want, and use whatever words to describe themself with that they want. and if you think that boys wearing dresses or some shit is somehow harming you then you are ligitimately fucking pathetic. if i fucking ran a political campain saying everybody wearing a scarf was a pedo and a rapist and we need to ban scarfs forever would you fucking vote for me? are you that scared of people being able to? do what they want? jesus.

d)

genocide is bad. regardless of who does it.

regardless of the scale of cruelty, there is nothing that a group of people from a certain state, ethnicity, religeon, ect, can do that justifies murdering civilians. there is never a justification for genocide.

implying, under any circumstance, that someone is somehow evil for their background, appearance, religous beliefs, country of origin, sexuality, gender, ect. is shitty or worthy of violence because of that is, and i cannot stress this enough, fucking disgusting. nazi shit. even.

e)

i do not support zionism. i do not support antisemitism. i do not support racism.

also the iof is actively commiting a genocide. you should donate to a relief fund for people currently suffering from this, as well as call your house and senate members. as have i.

f)

people often times claim that people they dislike, largely minorities, are pedos or rapists or something of the sort. this is something that has been happening for, and i cannot stress this enough. all of fucking history. people were fucking saying these exact points, verbatim, to argue in favor of SLAVERY okay? if you are spouting the exact same shit as fucking nazis and colonizers and slave traders, then consider, you are a horrible fucking person.

you have to be EXTRODENARILY SKEPTICAL when accusing a minority of a serious crime, and spreading information about it. because if a bigot can just say "oh theyre a pedo" and you believe them at FACE VALUE then guess what? you are just as much of a bigot as they are. minorities are people, and people do terrible things, but just like you should be doing with EVERYBODY, you should be actually looking into things before you accuse someone of being a shit person, and often times, you are not knowlagable enough about someone to make those kinds of claims anyway.

[patchiko]

ANON MY TUMBLR BUGGED OUT HERES UR RESPONSE. AND DELETED MY DRAFT TO THIS THEN RESHOWED IT.

I CAN SEE THIS TOO, AND YOURE FURTHING MY DILEMMA. (LOL NO HATE I THINK THIS IS SO FUNNY)

but ive come to a conclusion.

Ak!Jay n’ bein’ called “Daddy”

((uhh nsfw context but nothing super explicit/detailed stated))

tldr on my conclusion ;

i figure out what the fuck daddy means;

So, i see what youre saying anon. with Jason being kinda caught up on his past I can see this not being something he indulges in completely.

completely

i had one of my mutuals (shout out to @bloodtypemoss ), say it’s not a huge thing for him but could stroke his ego.

so i did my own silly little research because i knew that calling your partner daddy/mommy isnt always a maternal/paternal matter, but then i wondered, like what else is it then?

(ITS NOT SOMETHING I INDULGE IN SO??)

its a term that falls into the dom/sub dynamic, but is still a lighter term for calling your dom a name instead of something maybe “hardcore” like master (yucky4me), sir, etc etc.

and its also pretty tame, its really just a nickname thats really just about giving someone dominance without it being over the top. there isnt normally incestous/paternal undertones;

been around since like the 60s or something

i’ve seen people say it stems from old ass pornos to just the term “sugar daddy” or just a term of endearment for someone who’s considered a provider it wasn’t always sexual

its also a nickname that parents just use for each other

so my conclusion

so i think he could enjoy it because its a light dominant term and its also a term with protector/provider undertones, but hes not like a huge daddy kink haver. its hit or miss and not something he wants to be called often.

i dont think he’ll have a problem if your not into it tho cause like its not a huge thing for him. literally just a ego stroke for his want for dominance and to be someone’s provider but he gets off more with other things.

definitely not something thats directly abt bruce or his father figures

its not a massive thing he enjoys / does it rarely (probably just when he’s super sexually confident)

he prefers to initiate himself

he doesn’t want a someone screaming it every 10 seconds in his ear, just like once or twice but nothing over the top.

i definitely believe if youre into it and initiate it without his permission its hit or miss, either is into it or makes his dick kinda go soft lmfao

anyways if u wanna make me reconsider or just wanna have me write more about something you can yap abt it in my inbox which is open !

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

could you write headcanons for toby where his s/o has a tendency to get injured very badly and hides it from him because they don’t want to worry him or be viewed as weak?

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Toby with an s/o who hides their wounds

Toby is actually very smart and observant, it's something people don't give him enough credit for

So unless you're really trying to hide your wounds, and i mean going through the full stages of seeming fine emotions wise and making sure your body language isnt any different, he will probably notice

However, if you did take all of that into account, and you hid it all, then he probably won't notice

I feel like the only way he would notice is if he were to brush up against one of your wounds, and you flinch

Which would immediately worry him, of course

He would tilt his head and ask if you're ok, to which you would reply with a quick "yes"

Perhaps a bit too quick, as this only makes him more suspicious

He looks at you for a moment before taking your arm and rolling up your sleeve, and to his suprise, there are bloody bandages littered across your entire arm

Your stomach drops, expecting him to laugh at you for all of the blood, as if you were some how weaker for getting hurt

But instead, he looks up at you, with worry and love in his eyes "what happened?" He asks

You are quiet for a long while before telling him how old they are, which shocks him

He asks why you would hide your wounds from him, if hes done anything to make you fear telling him

When you explain to him that you were worried he would view you as inferior, he pulls you into a hug, kissing your head and rubbing your back

"You dont ever have to be afraid of telling me" he mumbles into your hair, kissing you once more

If it makes you feel better, he would also show you his recent wounds, explaining the stories behind them

He also apologizes for rolling up your sleeve without your permission, as it was obviously something you were ashamed of, and he promises not to do things like that again

[breadsticksposts]

DUMB BUNNNY S/O WITH SCARAMOUCHE

-so you and scaramouche dont have that much in common, i mean..he is way smarter than you, and more serious while youre.. well lets just say you dont know how to read situation and more dumber.

-even though you are dumb but he still love you

- but sadly because he is always at work, he kinda doesnt have time for you. and also his behavior is meaner. but he didnt mind you sitting next to him while telling you about your day!

-but dont expect an answer from him, he LOVE to listen but didnt like to waste his time talking.

-but if he cant help him self, he commented abit of how dumb the story you tell him is. but he still love to listen

-he didnt really like you going anywhere other than his office or his house. so most. likely he keep you next to him or around him.

-if you got bored while waiting for hhim to finish his work, then he will give you something to do! like he give you a paper and a pencil, a book, or a small puzzle

-even though you didnt like most pf the things but he always say that those things can make you a bit smarter

“out of all thing you coud give me, you give me a book?? :(“ you whine

“maybe this book can help you pea brain some knowledge. who knows?” he says while not leaving his eyes off the paper

-if you hurt your self from somethng stupid. then he would likely to scold you while healing your wound

“this is what happens when you dont listen to me. i told you to say with me but instead you roam around the place. what were you thinking anyway? jumping off a freaking statue?? you know how tall that is! god.” he say while he patch up your wounds

“i thought i can land on my feet! and isnt bunnies supposed to have 9 lives?? and also that isnt that dumb..”

“you dumbass! cat have 9 lives not bunnies” he sigh

-now about the ears and tails part! i think he would pull your ear if you walk infront of him to fast. and about your small tail, i think he love to grab is out of the sudden to make you jumped/shocked.

-i think he will take a good care of you. when its 7/10 for me

-and if you do something amazing or something that amaze him, i think he will pat you and maybe let you out a bit.

-and what if you get out by your own? without his permission?? well get ready to be drag/carry while his worker, because you are not going anywhere. and be ready to be slap too. well he most likely to slap you and scold you. well after that he most likely to heals it or make it feel a lot better. and if you cry when he slap you then he would scold you more kinder.

-the place that you like the most this his garden! there is a lots of beautiful flower and its a big garden so you like to play with the the other little bunnies thatc scaramouche bought for you, so you something to play with in the garden.

-and the garden is the place you mostly get injured

-now sleeping headcanon!

he refused to be the little spoon. no matter the condition you will always be the little spoon. he jus love hugging you from behind . and if he feels exttra tired and need comfort then he like when you are facing him and your face is in his chest while you cuddles while he touch you ears/tails its depends on his mood

- and if he is mad at you or something, then there is no cuddle. unless you want to, the you could beg him?? but he still won budge so its kinda useless. but if the problem is not that serious the he will cuddle you, but not that clingy.

THAT IS ALL AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!!

if you have some scenerios, please feel free to tell me! {my english is not that great so forgive me if i make some mistake] 🫶

[the-s1lly-corner]

Reader comforting Gangle, Kinger, Jax, and Caine after they have a bad dream

"but caine likely doesnt sleep-" shhh i need you to hear me out on something hushush let me have this going to write this then im going to go stretch my legs since uhuhuhuh before i got to writing i was drawing for three hours and i am SORE

CAINE:

imagine he decides to try to sleep, or try to the closest he can get to it.. and just, hes so unused to it that it stresses him out. now sure, this isnt a "hes had a bad dream" buuuuut... okay i just wanted to write for caine... or imagine he does manage to fall 'asleep', in order to have something else to relate to you with, but his first 'dream' is something... not good

i think, while he would be a little unnerved he wouldnt be TERRIFIED... though i do think he would play up how distressed he actually is in order to get some extra special attention from you. i dont think he would try sleeping again, though... might still lay down next to you and pretend, though! oh please please rub his back and pepper him in kisses! thats the only way to console him! (winks)

JAX:

i think he would try to brush it off and deny any comfort you try sending his way. i commonly write jax to reject comfort and affection, and generally try to deny any perceived weakness in hopes that hes not... well seen as weak... you know? thats his whole coping mechanism in the circus, asides of course being a menace to everyone else. though... i dont think he would push you away if you tried to smooth out his fur, maybe even kiss his head... just dont say a word about this to anyone else..! i dont think he would go back to sleep, unless he felt truly exhausted

KINGER:

oh hes going to freak out, especially if the dream is about you abstracting or about his late wife... (does she count as late if shes abstracted...?), actually him suddenly yelping out and shooting to scramble around for you is going to wake you up. definitely not going to be going back to sleep anytime soon. please help him get his breathing under control, and reassure him that you're still here. i would say hold him, but i dont think that would be the best thing to do, at least not until hes composed himself enough to gives you the go ahead. good thing is, in the digital world you guys dont NEED to sleep... i say this because i can easily see kinger not going to sleep for a while after this (he just like me frfr). recommend taking him out to the grounds and having a nightly stroll so he can have 'fresh air'

GANGLE:

i dont think she would wake you up, actually i dont think she would cling or cuddle onto you out of fear that she would wake you up... i mean she knows she shouldnt feel bad, but she would rather abstract than risk bothering you. probably cries, and that might be what wakes you up. turn on the light and sit up with her. it might take some coaxing, but let her know youre not mad about being woken up (and perhaps even state that she has permission to wake you up whenever and that shes not going to bother you and youre not going to be angry with her). you guys probably talk until morning, starting with the contents of the dream before spiraling into something totally unrelated

[belovedstarrs]

do you even care?!

• pairing : geto x fem!reader

• tags : angst, breakup??, just a shit ton of one-sided fighting (verbal) , language galore, drinking mentioned & used, cheating, geto never betrays jujutsu high au.

• a/n : god im half asleep writing this and i havent proof-read sooooo deal w/ it i just need to actually post and get over this writing slump.

• w/c : 602

• loosely based off of all too well & youre losing me

you were laying in your bed and pondering. suguru hasnt been home in hours and he told you he was gonna be home at 5 pm, its 10 pm. you checked his location and he turned it off a few hours ago.

you heard the keys jangle in the doorknobs and you quickly got up, you didnt even know what you wanted to say to him. you looked out your doorframe and saw him taking off his shoes at the front entrance as you angrily walked over.

"suguru what the hell! where the fuck where you at? you turned off your damn location. you know what nevermind you were probably at the bar with gojo flirting with some girls since you clearly dont give a shit about me."

it all blurted out, you felt like throwing up. why now? suguru had to take a minute to process everything from you talking to fast. "y/n i wasnt flirting with any girls nor at the bar. i just had gotten a new mission right before i got off and my phone had died." he said with no emotion in his voice. you could tell it was a lie. just by the way he looks uneasy you can tell hes been drinking.

"oh stop giving me that bullshit suguru. if you dont like me just fucking say it. i dont get how you can just cheat on me yet still have the balls to say the words i love you." you wanted to die. you used to love this man with your whole life, why is this happening? why does he lie to you so much.

the past 3 months have felt like hell. sugurus been getting more distant and staying out later than he tells you while getting drunk. you dont fucking get it. why is he doing this? what have you done to deserve this? youve put so much into this relationship and hes tearing it apart like its nothing.

he doesnt even have a response to your stinging words. "y/n i promise i still lov-" you quickly cut him off. "you dont ever keep your promises! stop spouting shit that isnt true for once! your just an asshole liar." you pause for a moment before you continue

"why have you put nothing into our relationship? did you never love me from the start? ive been trying so fucking hard to still love you and act as nothing is wrong and ive tried to tell you that but youre just a dumbass!" you brush shoulders as you go to the front door to quickly put on your shoes and a coat to leave. making sure to grab your keys and get the hell out before he says anything.

there was this burning feeling in your chest that also felt like a little freedom. were you meant to not be with suguru? you wished so hard in your head he would come back for you and apologize, make it right. you kept walking down the street and nothing happened.

you pulled out your phone to text utahime and ask if you could stay the night.

y/n : utahime you awake?

utahime : yeah. why?

y/n : just fought with suguru. wondering if i could stay the night.

utahime : totally! stay for as long as you need.

that gave you some relief. your gonna have to figure out you and sugurus situation but for now you need time to yourself to figure out what the hell youre gonna do with him since you two live together and dont have a actual apartment of your own.

part 2 is out now!!

made by @belovedstarrs do not copy or use in any way without permission

[specialagentlokitty]

Spencer x Male!reader - beautiful mind

I was wondering if I could request a Spencer Reid x Male reader, reader isnt exactly a trouble maker, trouble just always finds him. Reader is a fighter in an underground fight ring but he also sees and hears what going on that cops dont know about. The case the team are on reader always happeneds to be in the wrong place wrong time making people think he just might be the unsub. Reader only cooperates when Spencer talks to him, Spencer's softer nature makes reader feel less threatened. Maybe reader calls Spencer pretty boy and genuinely complements Spencer not just on how smart he is but that he has a beautiful mind - @xweirdo101x 💜

In your line of work you had to be good at remembering faces, so when you saw the same group of faces you had been seeing around for the past week, you immediately turned to the man next to you.

“Rex who are they? This is an exclusive event, I’ve never seen them…”

“No idea, but they knew the code to the door and all had tickets.”

You frowned a little and wiped some of the blood from your nose, gesturing for him to follow you into the back rooms.

You went to yours and sat down, waiting for a medic to come and check on you to make sure you were fine and didn’t have to go hospital.

Yes, this paid really well, but you couldn’t exactly tell them you were the leader fighter in an underground fighting ring.

“Boss…”

Rex pushed the door open and showed you the faces that had been appearing in the crowds recently.

“Fede.” He mumbled.

You looked at him and quickly gestured for them to come in.

You couldn’t afford anyone catching wind of there being cops in the building, so you had to keep it on the down low.

They introduced themselves and you wondered how screwed you were to have the FBI knocking on your door.

“Look, all of this is legal and I can bring the papers tomorrow.”

“We don’t care about the illegal fighting ring, we’re here for something else.” Derek said.

Hotch walked over and showed you a few photos.

“Don’t know em.”

“Well you should, these were your last opponent’s.”

“Look, whatever happens outside the ring ain’t none of my businesses okay? I’m a fighter inside the ring, and that’s it.”

“Except at every crime scene, guess who was there. You!” Emily snapped.

You rolled your eyes and rolled your shoulders a little, wincing at the pain that bloomed over the area.

“You’ve dislocated your shoulder.” Reid said.

“Wouldn’t be a shocker, I’ll deal with it.”

“You need to answer a few questions for us.” Rossi said.

“I don’t need to answer nothing man, get the hell outta here before I show you what a real fighter can do.”

“Are you threatening federal agents?” JJ mused.

“I’m threatening a bunch of people trespassing in my building. You don’t have my permission to be here, you wanna talk? You can talk to my lawyer.”

You clearly weren’t going to giving them any answers, and since they actually had no legal reason to arrest you they couldn’t do anything.

“Don’t leave town.” Hotch warned.

They went to leave as the medic was coming and Reid stopped.

“You need to put his shoulder back in place and put it in a sling, he shouldn’t fight for a few weeks.”

With that he left and you rolled your eyes at them.

A few days later the same thing happened, you just happened to be at the crime scene, since it happened in the hallway outside your apartment and there was blood all over your door.

That was all the reason they needed to arrested you, they cuffed you, shoved you in the back of the SUV and took you down to the station.

You sat in the interrogation room, hands cuffed to the table and you glared at anyone that entered the room.

“Come on, we know it was you. You knew all of them, you were there at every crime scene. What was it? Winning just wasn’t enough? Beating them wasn’t enough?” Derek asked.

“No, a big strong man like you? You want to prove that you’re the best right? Impress all the women in the crowd?” Emily asked next.

You scoffed a little, rolling your eyes as you leant back in the chair a bit.

“You just couldn’t control the bloodlust could you? Beating them was such a thrill you wondered what would happen if you took it a step further.”

You hummed a little, standing up rapidly rattling the cuffs and the table.

You jolted your shoulder, pain shooting through it but you ignored it and smirked wildly when you watched the two agents jumped back.

The two officers behind you shoved you back in the chair and held you in place.

“Scared?” You asked sweetly.

The two agents left the room and you grinned happily.

They all looked at you from behind the glass.

“We’re getting nowhere, and his lawyer isn’t responding to our calls.” JJ sighed.

“Place two more officers in the room.” Hotch said.

Emily went to find two more officers while Reid watched you through the mirror.

“Reid? What’s on your mind?” Rossi asked.

He snapped out his head and turned around.

“Can I get some ice?”

“Uhm, sure? I’ll get you some?”

JJ was confused as she left to grab some ice and when she came back Reid grabbed an empty evidence bag and put it in.

“Can you wait here?”

“You can’t go in there alone!” Derek hissed.

Before they could stop him he walked into the room, and stood on the other end of the table while you looked up at him.

“Doctor.” You greeted.

“I noticed your arm was giving you some trouble, can we put some ice on it?”

You thought for a moment before nodding your head, and Reid handed it to one of the officers to pressed to the injury.

“Do you get injuries like that a lot?”

“Part of the trade pretty boy, I’ve had worse.”

Reid glanced away a little flustered when you called him pretty boy but quickly turned his attention to you again.

“Worse?”

You looked at him.

He really didn’t look like an FBI agent, he looked like he couldn’t hurt a fly, so you felt no need to be standoffish with him.

He wasn’t a threat to you and he wasn’t forcing ridiculous scenarios on you.

“You know I’ll be out of this by the end of the day.”

“Your lawyer isn’t picking up his phone, we’ve tried calling numerous times. Do you know where he is?”

“No. But you don’t get in contact with Reeves, he gets in contact with you. He’ll know what’s going on, word travels fast in our community.”

Reid nodded his head.

“Can I ask you a few questions about last night?”

“You gonna accuse me of crap I never did? Because if you are you can get out right now I’m not interested in hearing one sided made up events.”

Reid smiled and shook his head.

“No, I’m not here to accuse you. I’ve been watching them team ask you questions, I thought I’d ask my own.”

“Fine, go ahead.”

Reid began asking his questions and unlike with the others you didn’t threaten him, you didn’t try intimidate or scare him away.

You sat there calmly told him every thing.

You got home late after seeing your doctor, you did an easy work out, got a shower and went straight to bed.

You told him you had cameras set up in your apartment by the door for security which would prove your story.

“Can we have access to that footage.”

“You gotta get my phone.”

Reid looked to the window and nodded his head.

A few minutes of silence and Rossi and Hotch came in, your phone in their hands and passed it over to you.

You unlocked it and went to the app you were searching for.

“Here, check for the other nights if you want I don’t care.”

Reid took your phone and looked at the footage from last night.

Just like you said, and he checked all the other nights too and you were home each night.

“Are there any other cameras we can see?” He asked.

“No. That’s it.”

You looked at the two older agents and raised your hands a little with a grin on your face.

“Can I go now? You’ve got nothing on me.”

“Stay in the area, we may have a few more questions for you.” Rossi said.

He uncuffed you and you rubbed your wrists before taking your phone back.

“You’ll be hearing from my lawyer about this don’t worry about that, I expect to see you lot in court you rat bastards.”

With that, you walked free with a huge grin.

They FBI didn’t dare to come near you again, but as you were leaving the bar after a few drinks, you found Reid looking around a bit lost.

“Doctor.”

You walked over and he seemed relieved.

“I need to ask you a couple more questions is that okay?”

You nodded, gesturing for him to walk with you.

“We believe whoever is doing this is doing it to get back at you. They know your schedule, the times you do things and where, is there anyone you can think off that would be after you?”

“Loads of people. If you’re not aware doctor, underground fighters don’t have many friends.”

“But is there anyone in specific who would know the ins and out of your daily life, what you do on certain days and when? I know you have a body guard, personal doctor, trainer and therapist but is there anyone else?”

“No, that’s it.”

Reid nodded his head and gave you a small smile.

“Thank you.”

He turned to walk away and you stopped him.

“You drive here?”

“No I walked it was into around the corner, we tracked your phone here since you weren’t home.”

“Right, I’ll walk you home then.”

“This is a safe town, the crime rate is significantly lower than most towns.”

“That so?”

Reid nodded and told you about the statics with crimes and towns and cities and why they varied from place to place.

His knowledge astounded you, how one human brain could retain so much information was beyond you but it was fascinating to say the least.

You were stood outside the police station at this point, you were leaning on a railing with your arms crossed over your chest.

“You got a great mind you know doc, incredibly smart.”

“Uhm.. thank you..” he mumbled.

You smiled.

“Keep that pretty head working, you’ll crack this case in no time I know it. But don’t be walking round at night alone. You wanna go somewhere you call me right? My people don’t like your people.”

Reid nodded his head and walked into the station and the next day he turned up at your gym while you were training.

“I’m starting to think you’re into me doc, what brings you by?”

You smirked and grabbed a towel, wiping the sweat from your face as you grabbed your shirt, walking to sit with him on a bench.

Reid was doing anything to avoid looking directly at you.

“We want your help with something, and.. and of course you don’t have to after what happened but we’d appreciate it.”

Taking a drink from your water you looked at him.

“There’s another fight coming up. We need to know who’s going to be there.”

“Come with me.”

Grabbing your stuff you led him to the far back of the gym, past some offices and into yours.

You closed the door behind the both you and you tossed your stuff on to a chair and grabbed some papers, holding them out.

“Records?”

“We may be underground doc but we keep records. It’s for security reasons.”

“Do you have anymore?”

“Yeah, hold on a sec, have a seat.”

Reid read through those ones you gave him while you looked for more and set them on the desk.

“Everything since the murders started, anything specific you’re looking for?”

“Do you have any pens or anything.”

Grabbing him some pens you set them down and sat in your chair watching him work.

“I’m creating a list of names that reoccurred during the fights you had, and with the one tonight since you’re supposed to be fighting, which by the way you shouldn’t the chances you’re going to dislocate your shoulder again is extremely high.”

“It’s the job. Like I said, I’ve had worse, not many rules in our fights.”

Reid started to mumbled to himself and you cracked a small smile as you watched him.

“It’s fascinating to watch you work. You think differently, don’t you? See things others can’t? Right doc?”

“Yes, I have an eidetic memory. Also you Uhm.. you can call me Spencer or Reid.”

“Do you want me to call you Spencer?” You whispered.

He swallowed nervously.

“I.. if you want…”

“Alright Spencer.”

He shuddered at the way you said his name but tried his best to focus on what he was doing.

Then he stopped.

“Does Reeves always work with you?”

“Only on nights I’m fighting. He had an injury, can’t fight.”

Reid snapped his head up.

“Do you know where he is right now?”

You shook your head.

“You need to come with me, now.”

You quickly got up, leaving everything behind including your shirt and followed Reid without question.

He took you to the station and you stood in front of his team while he explained what he figured and started writing things down.

“What does Reeves do while he’s not with you?” Hotch asked.

“No idea, I just pay him to keep pissed losers from me.”

“Do you know where we could find him?”

“Sure, hold on can I have a pen or something?”

Reid handed you a pen and you looked at the map, circling a few places.

“The bar will be closed, but there will be people inside, top underground fighters like myself, don’t go in there without major backup. The gym is mine, you need a keycard to get in so you can check the logs for that. The warehouse should be empty, but again, don’t go without backup there will be dogs and guards around the place.”

You gave them all the information they needed before pointing to Reid.

“Do not let him go, no offence Spencer but they will immediately try pick you out from a group, it just wouldn’t be safe.”

“He’ll stay, you need to stay here until we find Reeves.”

You shrugged a little and sat down while Reid phoned someone called Garica to help track down your bodyguard while the others rounded up all the men and women they could.

You were idly flicking through some books you found on the table while Reid helped his team.

Once they narrowed the places down, he hung up and all he could do was anxiously wait.

“Tell me some more interesting stuff pretty boy.”

“About what?”

You hummed a little.

“What do you know about underground fighting?”

You listened to Reid as he rambled about the statistics of underground fighting and hospital trips, how it could lead to early death and everything and anything else he could think of about it.

“Such a pretty face and such an amazing mind…” you mused.

“R.. really?”

“Yeah! You’re like hells smart Spencer, it’s amazing! Like, so freaking amazing.” You smiled.

Reid smiled back but he couldn’t reply because he was called away by an officer so you just sat there waiting.

The case was solved, Reeves was the one killing people trying to frame you because it turns out years ago he had his first fight with you and you broke his ribs meaning he couldn’t fight again.

It all made sense and you got ready to leave, having enough of hanging around a police station shirtless and bored.

“Great solve, I’m going.”

“Wait, we just want to apologise again for everything.” Emily said.

“You just don’t want me to sue your asses.”

“I mean that’s part of it.” Hotch chuckled, “but we do mean it, it was a rushed decision on our part.”

He held out his hand and you looked at it, nodding your head as you shook his hand and turned to Emily.

“By the way, I’m gay. And Spencer?”

He looked up and you winked.

“Call me pretty boy, I’d love to get to know more about the man beautiful that beautiful mind.”

With that you smirked and left, hands in your pockets as you heard Reid’s team teasing him about what just happened

[sicklyseraphnsuch]

Honestly, Im a little disappointed that it wasn't messier. Im disappointed that there wasnt more shouting. That Lauda was providing most of the pushing and everyone else was just kinda... rolling over? I wanted an argument that would have brought the roof down on them 🙄

the reason theres so much constant tension in this party is that they all havent tried hard enough to punch each other in the face - like really smash.

to be totally serious tho, remember when Chetney told Ashton to gtfo and thats what broke the tension? someone finally getting the guts to be mean and to push hard on someone else's reckless bullshit?

the fact that theres no such equivalent here? the fact that chetney hasnt intervened on that level? thats whats keeping this tension.

on one hand, the way some of the party treat laudna is so fucking patronizing, its actively painful - Ashton whispering to Laudna for an apology? wtf? the way they acted like she was a misbehaving toddler set my teeth on edge. Then Imogen... Buddy, pal, you just watched your mother regurgitate Ludinus's lies like they were stone cold facts and youre out here accepting the same thing from Laudna without a second glance. You know she has a problem! You know she's not the most reliable narrator! You know she fails insight checks against herself all the time!!!

Ashton and Imogen both needed to treat Laudna like a threat in that moment bc she attacked someone without provocation during a rest when they were trusting her to not do that and it was clearly premeditated because she covered herself in darkness. The fact that they dont demonstrates that neither are taking her capabilities seriously enough. The fact that they arent addressing the threat she presents - to others and herself - is allowing her to continue hurting herself and others.

Whereas, Fearne is complicit in it all because shes so conflict averse. She was never gonna be the one to hold Laudna over the fire.

Chetney and Orym would have. Orym was trying to but literally only Dorian backed him up. And Dorian doesnt know fuck about all. He joined them two days ago. Hes got no fucking clue whats happening!! Oryms the only one really pointing out the fact that he was attacked unprovoked

and sure laudna was aiming for the sheathe, but thats splitting hairs... i believe we removed targeting each armor piece somewhere in dnd 3.5 or something lol - if youre targeting a piece on someone, the usual call Matt makes is to give this a higher DC. Matt making Marisha roll arcana makes sense bc yes you can control wither and blooms "chosen target", but when the target is attached to something else, and moreover the target is a thing - not a creature like the spell says RAW... it makes sense that a failed arcana check would lead to that failure

for all intents and purposes, laudna was aiming for orym. she didnt mean to hurt him but again, shes operating under the influence (and yes I do mean that connotation). a lot of people do shit they dont mean under the influence. but they still gotta do the repairs when they come back to their senses. harm was still done. Orym attacking laudna bc he was hurt and blinded is also fucking reasonable. he didnt fucking know it was her in the first place.

for laudna to say that orym hurt her when she attacked him - that was grade A manipulation

and heres the thing too, when someone is acting under the influence, people usually call it out. they say stuff like "youre drunk" or "youre high" to acknowledge that hey, this isnt you but also this isnt acceptable either. no one breathed a fucking word about delilah until the very very end. they all treated laudna like she was in a reasonable state of mind, and she wasnt. they werent meeting her where she was at and so they failed to reach her

now to orym... did they all agree that the sword was oryms? bc that was a discussion they did not have... chetney made a one off comment about how theyll need permission for it (possibly implying orym but never explicitly stated)... was the idea that orym gets it because he got hurt first? that wouldve been stupid for sure

to dorian's point, hey its just a sword. swords hurt people. what youre gonna look at every sword with magic geometry and expect to see it cuddling puppies? swords are made to hurt. even when its defending. it can parry but if you need a shield get a shield. sure, this was otohan's sword but the sword is not sentient (laudna girl you need to insight check your patron pls). otohan hurt her not the sword. and to allow her to consume it was more leaning into her trauma - its not setting a good precedent for future healthy coping mechanisms basically

that said, dorian cant just say that without acknowledging the depth of laudnas trauma. the sword actively triggered her. this does reek of a PTSD episode where she went running to a soothing influence. to simply say its just a sword without paying respect to laudna's hurt is also incredibly dismissive - well aimed as it was.

chetney is sus. thats it. thats the take. i dont believe this old man when he said he trusts laudna. i think hes plotting

tl;dr - everyone tried to help laudna, no one tried to stop her which might be the only way to help her now. she needs someone to hold her back and call out when shes under the influence again.

[anonymous-eggy]

Quest with an Mc who has recurring nightmares

i apologize for any spelling and/or grammar mistakes. i mostly wrote this to comfort myself after yet another nightmare

• He finds out after you log on particularly early one day because of a real nasty nightmare. he had taken a morning shift so he was also on earlier than usual

• from his usual readings of conversations he misses while logged off, its particularly unusual for you to be on so early. especially since you talk about sleeping in

• you were joking around and chatting with Xyx, who happened to be on at the time, which should have made him feel at ease, but he's a worrywart at heart so he sends you a message through the mods only channel.

• he's the server dad so of course he's checking on his partner.

• when you tell him its only because of a nightmare and that it happens all the time, he immediately understands

• i feel like he gets nightmares due to having ptsd from his past.

• so he sort of understands the whole thing of wanting to do something to get your mind off the nightmare.

• he of course asks if you want to talk about it or call after you finish chatting with Xyx.

• and so you do after warning him that you probably look like a tired mess. and he tells you that he doesn't mind and that you're always beautiful. cheesy ass mf

• he means it though

• after the two of you finally move in together, the first few nights of sleeping in the same bed are met with a pleasant string of either no dream or good dreams.

• and then it wears off

• if its one that makes you twitch awake, he's already awake ready to comfort you.

• i imagine he's a light sleeper for obvious reasons and just that he's always been a naturally light sleeper in general.

• he always first gives a gentle sleepy "hey, you okay?" before opening his arms to engulf you in a cuddle and ask you if you wanna talk about it.

• it's worth noting he lets you initiate the cuddle. he never touches you more than he already was until you give verbal or nonverbal permission after you have a nightmare.

• if you dont wanna talk about it, then thats alright. you can just lay there in his arms and rest your head on his chest. listen to his heartbeat and trace his chest tattoo until you're lulled back to a hopefully dreamless sleep.

• if you do want to talk about it, he always listens intently while rubbing your back in calming circles or running his fingers through your hair

• if the nightmare has left you paranoid about the door being locked or the curtains on a particular window being closed, he has no issues with getting up to check for you or with you.

• he may not be a jealous or possessive lover, but he sure as hell is a protective one.

• so he'll do almost anything to help you feel safe.

• which includes holding your hand while the two of you go check the object of your paranoia.

• he knows the door is locked and the curtains are always drawn over the windows because he checks every night before going to bed out of habit, but he doesnt mind.

• all he ever wants is for you to feel safe. its no chore or bother to him

• COMPLETELY off topic, but if he were a dog, he'd absolutely be a livestock guardian dog breed. he just gives those vibes.

• if you feel insecure or embarrassed about it, he's ready to comfort you and let you know it really isnt silly or dumb

• he truly understands. the entire first two years he lived alone in his apartment after getting out of prison he regularly woke up from nightmares of his old gang finding him and would anxiously peak around corners to check the door and any windows thoroughly. several times.

• sometimes he still does get those nightmares.

• comfort cuddle party for when you both have a nightmare? absolutely.

• 4 am and you both cant sleep because of a bad dream? i guess its time for an early cozy breakfast.

• he'll have you sit on the counter while he cooks for you both.

• maybe it turns into you guys making out. i mean. nightmare or not, seeing that man cook in sweatpants with no shirt would have me on my knees.

• and in the comfort of your own shared home? a bit of intimacy after a rough night sure helps lift the mood

• he somehow doesn't burn the food. usually.

• if he does its only because you kept it going and distracted him far too much ;)

• and if you do have a nightmare and wake up without him waking up, its okay to cuddle closer to him.

• if he's facing away from you, he'll roll over, throw an arm around you, and softly kiss your head, whether or not he fully wakes up

• if it was a bad nightmare and you need more comfort than that, its okay to wake him up.

• he probably even told you to wake him up early on into living with him. he never wants you to have to deal with those feelings alone.

• this is also why if you guys have a dog, they'll have to be trained to sleep in their own dog bed in the room.

• anyone who owns a dog knows that they'll wake you up too many times at night if you're a light sleeper and sleep in your bed

• and with you and Quest waking up because of nightmares, yall need all the rest you can get.

• despite all this, you guys do rest well normally.

• most nights when you have minor nightmares you're mostly desensitized to, you just kinda roll over and scoot closer to Quest before falling back asleep.

• and he'll pull you closer and also quickly fall back asleep.

hope you other bitches on here with chronic nightmares enjoy hell yeah 😎 fuck it we ball

[cirrusism]

ok hi i cant believe i even have to say this bc it should be A GIVEN . . . but please DO NOT repost my graphics ( repost , not reblog ) ?? or anybodys graphics without consent for that matter

i like ,, very recently decided to stop adding “ credit me “ to my graphic posts - and even before I did I saw a couple public rentry hoards of just peoples graphics without giving ANY credit whatsoever ( including graphics of my own )

just because i dont have credit as a necessity anymore doesnt give you permission to repost my graphics without literally mentioning me anywhere . now , i only ask for you to like + reblog . i feel as tho that isnt asking for much when im literally putting a lot of time & effort into doing requests for entirely free !

it takes you less than 5 seconds & literally no money to just do the bare minimum ( like + reblog , dont repost ) , please respect creators . if you feel like im asking for too much , then make your own