#he's the total package <333

[weaponizedmoth]

herbert west request pleaseeee

Him <33

[doctorstethoscope]

Sink or Swim || January

hiii besties so excited for you to read this first chapter!! let me know what you think <333

Series Masterlist

contains: food and caffeine consumption, allusion to sex

wc: 1.7k

It had been three whole days since Hotch was in the office. Things were quiet, the new year had just been rung in and while serial killers never slept, the people who made requests to your department occasionally did. In your 5 years at the BAU, you couldn’t recall Hotch ever taking a day off, holiday or not. It isn’t that you’re in incapable hands with Rossi and Morgan— but it’s weird nonetheless. It was weird to not pop into his office and offer to top off his coffee after you’d made a fresh pot. It was weird for him to not call out to Emily and chase her for her late supplemental reports. It was like there was a limb missing— as it would feel with any member of the team, you tell yourself. 

In the absence of Hotch, you push open Rossi’s office door with a fresh brewed pot in hand.

“Any news on the boss?“ you ask as you refill his mug.

Rossi shrugs apathetically. “Must be a nasty bug. He hasn’t told me much.”

“Is he sick, or is it Jack?” You ask.

“Not sure,” he says. 

“Did you ask him anything at all? Do we know that he’s not wasting away in a hospital bed somewhere?” You ask in an exasperated sort of tease.

“Woah, mama, take a breath.” Derek says from behind you– you hadn’t heard him enter. 

“I’m just saying. It’s a total man thing to do. He could be on his deathbed for all we know.” You grouse as you fill Derek’s mug as well.

“Don’t you think Hotch would tell us if he needed anything?” Derek asks. 

“No, actually, I don’t think he would,” you point out. 

“Fair point,” Rossi says. “If he’s not back next week I’ll send a search party.”

Next week simply wouldn’t do. That night you went home and put together a soup. Lemon chicken noodle, for vitamin c and for comfort. You pack it all up with some cookies and a loaf of bread and head over to Hotch’s place, bundled up in your coat, hat and mittens— he’s probably expecting you at this point, it wasn’t uncommon for you to deliver a care package to a coworker in need. 

You knock on the door and hear Hotch’s steady footsteps from inside the apartment. His windows still have rubbery cling decals stuck to the inside— a Christmas tree, some presents, and a few snowflakes. You smile, thinking about him and his son sticking them up together.  “Jack, the pizza’s here!” You hear him yell. 

Well, Hotch doesn’t sound sick, but it certainly can’t be Jack if Hotch is letting him have pizza. The door swings open, and you smile sheepishly, decidedly not the pizza he’s expecting. He looks almost frightened, which makes your anxiety pique as you look him over, noticing the bundle in his arms for the first time. 

“Hotch, you have a baby,” you say stupidly.

“And you have soup,” he says, just as dumbly.

“Is that…” you start, and then trail off. What is there to say?

“Why don’t you come inside,” he says. “It’s freezing out.”

He lets you in and the two of you fumble around each other like you’re strangers– but the only stranger in the room is wrapped in a pink terry cloth blanket. You set the soup and accouterments on the countertop, he offers you a mug of tea which you gratefully accept, and then he looks at you from across the counter as he sets the kettle on, his brows pinching together as he begins to speak.

“Rossi had taken me out to a bar, months ago, and I spent the night with a woman–” 

“You don’t have to,” you cut him off, gently. “I barged in on you. You don’t have to be ready to tell me all of this just because I showed up at your house with soup.” You reiterate. “You don’t owe me an explanation.”  

“I don’t know if I’m ever going to be ready for this,” he confesses. “But you feel like a safe place to start.”

The thought of that warms you up inside, just a little bit. You nod. “Go ahead, then. I’m listening.”

“We had each other’s phone numbers, Cheyenne and I, and it’s not like I disappeared in the middle of the night, but I think we both knew we weren’t what the other person was looking for. We never made any plans to see each other again. I didn’t know about Lexie until a few days ago.” 

You’re about to ask if Lexie is the baby’s name when Jack comes bounding down the stairs. 

“I washed my hands!” He exclaims.

“Hi Jack!” You say, pivoting towards him and trying to be as normal as possible, given the circumstances. 

Jack beams when he sees you, clambering into your lap. He loved all of his supplementary aunts and uncles, of course, but you and Aaron had been fast friends, and you and Jack had a special relationship as a result. “Did you come to meet my sister?” He asks. 

“Yeah, I did,” you half-lie. It’s only half a lie because your objective in coming over had changed pretty quickly once Aaron opened the door. “And I brought some soup over, do you want me to make you a bowl?” 

“Yes please! Is it the special soup with the star noodles?” He asked. 

“Of course, sweet boy,” you tell him. “Come on, let’s get some.” 

“I can–” Aaron starts to interrupt you when the baby squeaks loudly, and everyone can tell she’s moments from a full cry. 

“I’ve got it, Hotch. Divide and conquer,” you tell him, as he stands to bounce Lexie and you reach for a bowl in the cabinet.  The two of you reconvene at the table once Jack is fed and Lexie is changed, and the pizza, which arrived in the midst of the chaos, is packed up and saved for another day.

“This doesn’t count as meal prep, by the way.” You tease him as you wrap the slices in foil. “You still need to eat a vegetable.”  

“Am I keeping you?” He asks after chuckling politely at your joke. “I know this was a lot more than you intended for your evening,” he says, taking the last of the pizza from you and putting it in the fridge, leading you both to the couch to continue talking.

“I truly don’t think I’d be able to sleep tonight if I left without letting you finish,” you tell him as you settle in on the opposite end of the sofa, across from him. 

“I suppose that’s fair,” he agrees.

“So you found out about Ms. Rosy Cheeks over here a few days ago,” you prompt. 

“Cheyenne… the woman from the bar. Her intention throughout the pregnancy had been to put the baby up for adoption. But she knew I was the father, so she put my name on the birth certificate. A social worker from the state was waiting on the front step when we got back from the last case.”

“So she doesn’t want anything to do with the baby at all?” You ask, somewhere between shocked, disappointed, and angry. 

Aaron shrugs. “It’s her right.” 

“You called her Lexie, earlier?” You say, nudging him towards giving the two of you a proper introduction. 

“Cheyenne had named her Alexis, but she hadn’t given her a middle name, so I, uh.. I added Haley.” 

“Alexis Haley Hotchner,” you test it out. “It’s perfect. She’s perfect,” you conclude, leaning over to look at her face, scrunched up in half-sleep. 

“You think so?” He asks, and when you look up at him, you can tell he really wants to know. 

“Yeah, Hotch. I mean, how could she not be?” You say. “Can I hold her?”

“Of course,” he obliges, leaning towards you from his place on the couch and gently depositing her into your waiting arms. “Hi, Lexie,” you coo. “You and your daddy are going to be just fine, huh?” 

“I’m scared,” he confesses. “I don’t know how to do this.” 

“You did it with Jack,” you remind him, but he shakes his head. 

“Haley did all the heavy lifting. I was hardly ever around, not near as often as I should have been. I didn’t know there would be a test,” he says with an anxious half chuckle. 

“There’s no test. You’ll figure it out. I promise,” you assure him. “She’s about to fall asleep. Where should I put her?” You ask.

“She’s so little, I have her in with me for now,” Aaron says, leading you to his bedroom, where the bassinet is set up next to the right side of the mattress. You set her down gently, and Aaron sits on the edge of his bed, taking a moment just to look at her. 

“You could have told me,” you say to Aaron. It’s not an accusation, and he knows that. 

“I probably should have. I’ve been in my head about it,” he admits.

“How could you not be?” You cut him some slack. “You are going to be okay, I promise. And I also promise that you won’t do it alone. Tell me what you’re scared of,” you ask him. 

“What am I not scared of? I’m scared of failing her, of failing Jack. Of failing you and the team. In a weird way I can’t quite explain, this whole situation feels like I’m failing Haley all over again,” he tells you. 

“Hey, hey,” you stop the self-loathing train before it can leave the station. “You’ve got seventeen years and fifty weeks to get through, here. It’s far too early to start passing out failing grades.”

“I don’t know… This whole thing, it really just feels like… it feels like it’s sink or swim.” He tells you. 

You reach out and take his hands in yours, forcing away the anxiety that has crept in, willing yourself to believe that you could handle this, that you could help him handle this, that the two of you could be a team here, and that everything really would be just as okay as you kept telling Hotch it would be. “Okay,” you say, taking a deep breath to ground yourself. “So we’ll swim.”

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[itoshi-s]

no bc noya is literally the whole package like the CONFIDENCE in that man has me dizzy and opening my legs he worships you you’re his religion he’s going on his knees for you

also like the DUALITY PLSSS a total doting bf he never once stops flirting with you in ur relationship he’s so corny. suuuper attentive has extra hair ties and pads in his bag for you. always surprising you with shiny rocks (bc u shine the brightest<3) or jewelry (an - .. an anklet with a little Y charm) or random things that reminds him of you. he makes you laugh so hard you snort your drink out your nose pls also a total cuddle bug who begs you for piggy back rides :((( </333

and then he takes you to his bed and rocks your entire world:( spreads you out and laps at your sensitive nub and fluttering hole for hours until you’re a babbling mess and he comes untouched in his pants:( gives your overstimulated folds a pussyjob until he’s rock hard again from how you whine his name:( makes you ride his cock until your legs quiver and give out only to grab at your ass and slam you down on his thick girth:( to show you how strong he is, how he can handle all of you, how much you can both take from each other with pleasure:( he sucks on your pretty tits until your keening GOD and he’s so vocal too:( filthy groans and moans and unabashed confessions right onto your slick skin of how good you make him feel how tight and perfect your pussy is for him:(( sobbing crying wailing i want him in my guts rn

the way i had to sleep w it before posting cause when i tell you i SCREAAAMEEEDDDD 😵‍💫 sooo foul for this river that is unfair !!

nishinoya, who’s such a good boyfriend that you’re astonished as to why he’s not w anyone already when u first meet. falling in love with him feels like the first warm rays of sun on a summer morning, comforting and making you shudder with excitement for what’s to come. he sweeps u off your feet with his charisma and bright smiles and passion. it’s not long at all until you go out w him and end up going official after just two dates or so. he just makes everything feel so right, like that’s how things should always have been, and you wish you’d met him sooner.

noya, who’s so attentive and thinks about you always. he showers u with lil presents daily because wherever he goes, something reminds him of u and he has to show you </3. most of his days he goes for a lil run first thing in the morning, and he always comes back w pastries from your favorite place down the street to make sure you get a nice morning too. he brings you coffee to bed but it runs lukewarm by the time he’s done kissing you awake. but you don’t mind at all, cause in the end he’s the only thing u rly need to start your day right.

NOYA……. getting u a little anklet.. with a little dainty Y charm … river you are sooooooo right for that. he def does. primarily to hear it tinkle by his ear when he has you folded over and fucks you silly </3 he’s sooooooo fun in bed and ALWAYS at your service. treats you like a queen fr he just wants to make sure you know how dear u are to him !! how glad he is to have found you !! takes sm pleasure from giving it to you, he could cum untouched just from watching you melt under his touch :( absolutely makes sure you know all abt it. you’re so good to me. lemme give you another, i wanna watch you again.

noya who doesn’t mind giving away control and gets absolutely rock hard whenever you take the lead 🫣 esp after a night out when you’re wearing your heels and you’re a bit tipsy and you straddle him and forget to take off your stilettos. he doesn’t last long but he’s got stamina and bounces right back. he has so much to give you </3 INSANE. but he knows that the way you love feeling him most is when he’s the one manhandling you with ease. he’s got absolutely no issue with it even given his shorter frame. he uses you however he pleases and you let him and it’s the single most arousing thing he does to you. he just wants to make the both of you feel good and he knows exactly how to do it, so you let him. confidence is almost substantial on him but it couldn’t be any different, not with the way you’re moaning so sweetly in his ear and give him the most fucked out look. </3

[fbfh]

Just saw your thing about your bday ! Honestly anything with da boi Leo Valdez ? Bonus point with it has smut ? 👀😏😩

Love all that you write <3

thank you babes!!!!!!!! <3333

been thinking about being stuck with Leo during quarantine?? like after the obvious oh jeez this is really bad we need to start working from home frenzy you get really bored after two or three days and a few more days pass and you realize you can just absolutley fuck eachother stupid as much as you want and no one can tell you not to so you just end up bored and horny together all the time

as you finish up a zoom call without your camera on obvs he'll just be right behind you feeling you up and trying to distract you and as soon as the meeting ends you are SO getting your guts rearranged, you drink whipped coffee after he spent an hour going down on you and when you kiss him you taste yourself and espresso on his tongue, fucking against the counter or kitchen floor while your third attempt at baking bread cooks in the oven and tiger king plays forgotten in the other room, laying together late at night totally fucked out and showing each other funny tiktoks on the recently downloaded app and scrolling past dancing videos and outer banks edits and checking the shipping on your amazon packages you're waiting on before you fall asleep in each others arms

quarantining with Leo but make it horny and fun and era appropriate <333

[stvrlighttgabss]

THATS SO GOOOD I ACTUALLY MISS HW SM RHEHHE!! ONG && CRUSH?? PLEASE TELL ME MORE (if your comfy) SISJJEJE <333

AHH I'LL TELL YOU I'LL TELL YOU

So he was in my class last year and this guy is like THE TOTAL PACKAGE

Like he has really good music taste and we're talking EYEDRESS AND MY BAE STEVE LACY 🫶🏾😁😁

he's super funny and nice, and he's so flirtatious omg

like when he came to open the door for me he literally SMILED AND WINKED (jokingly) but I just stood there like 😧

AND SO MUCH MORE STUFF BUT HE'S JUST SO UGHHH 💞💞

[karla-the-elemental-dreamer]

Terra Week 2023 - Day 3 Package

@terrakhweek

Prompts Addressed: Deception + last-minute-bonus!

Pieces: 1. Last minute Chrysanthemum photos and 'decode' 2. Conversation with Terra re. Deception

To be acknowledged/shared: FRI 24 MAR or SAT 25 MAR

Requires mod/re-share on Twitter (written pieces)?: No - published via Twitlonger.

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SUDDEN BONUS:

I was at my grandma’s house today and I ran into these chrysanthemums. The flowers were more of a burnt orange colour IRL, but some of them were this deep red too.

I kid you not; these flowers immediately caught my eye and energetically screamed Terra (I channel and pay attention a lot to ‘energies’ these days).

Not only do the flowers have an oriental colour scheme to them, but I found out that they’re native to China and JAPAN. To me, when I looked at the flowers, the colours screamed passion and desire (for his friends and to ‘set things right’, as well as strength and perseverance). And pretty much the colour of fire that burns within the heart. Now to some synchronicities.

I happened to catch these on Day 3 of Terra Week.

When I opened the phone to take the photos, the lock-screen clock said 3:33.

: 3+3+3 = 9, the divine and most powerful number of the universe (Nikola Tesla’s number and frequency theories); going back to power and passion.

24/3 or 3/24 (today’s date). 2+4+3 also = 9.

333 is the angel number for ‘Optimism’, ‘Creativity’ and ‘Intuition’; the latter two are signs for me, but the first one may be a signal or encouragement for Terra?.

3 also represents ‘Trinity’. We can look at this this way: Terra came back in KH3, and he was reunited to be a trio again; him, Aqua and Ventus.

Terra was the 3rd out of the trio to be brought back.

Out of the current group of 3, Terra is the 3rd and final dream guide to awaken his unobstructed mentorship and full authority over me. This change flourished this month (M3).

Are you sick of the number 3 by now? 😂

Lastly, I don’t normally have my phone when out with mum, but I brought my phone this time… Was I being universally guided to this moment and post?

Now for the chrysanthemums themselves:

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THE CONVERSATION

What has already been set up for Day 3 is a conversation with Terra re. the prompt of ‘Deception’.

Please excuse us for 2 reasons: 1. First task and tough prompt means Terra went into emotional shock. 2. I had a heavy subconscious blockage during production.

But without further ado, please enjoy TW23’s first insight from Terra!:

- START CONVERSATION -

Me: “You recall that I said after I got my drink, you’d have to start talking”.

Terra: “I know… After spending almost three years in your world, completely carefree, and having the time of my life… Just as I’ve forgotten all the horrible things about my past. And now I’m being subjected to going into total PTSD mode. Who’s asking for this stuff?

Me: “The Terra-Week community. I mean what the heck Terra? You said you were going to help me, and you were even excited about it, being the whole event. You even said not to put too much pressure on myself and to approach you and utilise you as much as I needed to”.

Terra: “I know… I just didn’t think it was going to be this difficult. Like can’t I just share all the fun stuff I’ve been doing lately and the good things I’ve learned? Aqua and Ven have been a part of this too”.

Me: “It may not suit the wider audience as it’s not a part of everyone’s, the central, collective timeline. You have to be just a bit more structured for this, which I’m guessing you would have remembered from 2022? Think about it this way; you have to give them a history lesson with a bit of philosophy involved.

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Terra: “Oh, alright. You’ve been very patient with me… I guess I owe you. So what it is that you want to know regarding the prompt of Deception? You wrote down a few questions before speaking to me?”.

Me: “I wrote down two main parts, but who knows how many sub-categories or additions will come out of that”.

Terra: “Okay. So what’s your first question?”.

Me: “I guess ever since you heard you failed your Mark of Mastery exam, did you ever suspect that Xehanort had this entire plan, centred around you, to mould you into a suitable vessel for his darkness?”.

Terra: “Well, no; because if I did, I would have done something about it a lot sooner and stopped him. I wouldn’t be under someone else’s control while terrorizing a little girl [Kairi] in the meantime. And Ven’s heart wouldn’t have to sleep, nor Aqua be trapped in the realm of darkness for ten years trying to save my behind. There’s a good reason I didn’t wanna come back to this… Because I’ve always believed that I’m responsible for the things that happened. Do you remember that line I spoke in the keyblade graveyard?”.

Me: “I was stupid and helped Xehanort do it?”.

Terra: “Yeah… That one. Sorry, I’m getting a bit emotional. Go brush your teeth and hopefully I’ll have myself sorted by the time you get back”.

— 10 Minutes later —

Me: “I’m back”.

Terra: “Hey. I’ve got Ven here and he reminded me that everything’s alright, and that all my friends are back”.

Me: “Are you going to be okay to answer the rest of the questions?”.

Terra: “Yeah, I’ll be alright. I don’t wanna ruin that week and create more work for you. Ven’s gonna sit in with us”.

Me: “We left off with the keyblade quote; I mean the location of it”.

Terra: “Right. So as I was saying; the reason for that quote. If I was saying I was stupid, that means I was tricked. I just went along with anything, without looking into it too much and questioning people’s motives. Any questions I did have, they’d just give me a convincing answer and I thought that was it”.

Me: “Do you think that anyone else besides Xehanort was using you, or I guess throwing you under the bus?”.

Terra: “Nah. Not outside some of the Disney villains maybe. Ever since you revealed it to me, I still find it hard to believe that Master Eraqus was sucked in by a letter from a childhood friend. But then I guess I’ve been told the sad truth. That means that Master Eraqus was deceived too. Like me, he wanted to see the good in people and give them a second chance”.

Me: “But then how many chances do you give someone before enough is enough?”.

Terra: “That’s a hard question, especially if you don’t know what a person is really like. Like is it selfish to not give someone enough chances? That’s where I was coming from. I can see you’re getting sleepy, so I’ll sum up some ideas for you and try to finish it. Xehanort obviously knew what he was doing from start to finish. With Master Eraqus allowing him to remain in the room during our exam, how come I didn’t rule out that it was Xehanort who caused the balls to go dark and radiate me? How come they didn’t radiate Aqua or Ven when they also hit them? And then the plot to isolate me and have me journey without my friends. People are easier to manipulate when they’re by themselves and there isn’t, I guess, a Jiminy to the Pinocchio. But the thing I never suspected was that the stage had been set for me to kill my own master, with Ven being the subject. Like if I care for my friends so much, would I do anything it took to save them, even if it meant taking someone else’s life? Or at least contributing to that. It had to go that far for me to finally see what Xehanort was all about. And then you’d think it’d be safer for me if I didn’t go to the Keyblade Graveyard, and I just tried to restore things from my broken homeland. But because I was tricked, I became very angry, and I wanted revenge. The guy who I thought was all for me, took everything away from me. So, that’s what I’ve got for your Deception prompt”.

Me: “Thanks Terra”.

- END CONVERSATION -

Production note: The time gap is real. Energetically, Terra broke down, so I went and washed up to let him recover.

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Thank you and see you on Day 4! 25/26 MAR (TZ dependent).

[drunkjaked]

Omg I'm kinda embarrassed I know you said it's not bad to reply late but this is getting out of hand... how did your presentation go? I ended up not going to the other concert because my brothers got sick and he's was my ride 😔 but I was supposed to see barns courtney he's super good live it would've been so much fun 😔 I got the necklace!! I think it's called the ballina necklace? But it's basically just the logo with a pearl in the middle it's so pretty I love it like it's my own child <3 your Spotify wrapped... miss ma'am... like that's so valid of you but damn top .005% like I can't even imagine that I just. Wow. But again so valid I love that for you <3 I don't use Spotify so I don't get all the fancy graphics and data and all that but I do get my top songs of the year and my top artist of the month which is cool but I do kinda wish I could participate 🥲 it's fine though I like the app I use! I hope you're doing well, and I hope that school isn't too bad cause lord knows it can be -_- do you have any plans for the holidays? And yeah honestly matching boba and mcdonalds I think we were meant to meet <3 I hope you have a wonder amazing day/night and that every day gets better and better <3 -💕

hey 💕💕💕don't worry about it really !!! just glad to hear from you at all <333

wow.. the presentation.. i absolutely fucked up my 7 seconds of speaking time .. humiliating, but the rest of the group did so well and im really proud of them for staying calm and getting shit done <3 im also in love with one of the boys that was in the group and we all went out for drinks after doing the presentation and i drunkenly told him that i hoped the two of us would still keep talking after finishing the pres even though we don't have to and he like .. reciprocated my hopes and told me that he thinks im cute so .. that is .. just lovely.. anyway sorry for dumping all that out in here, my bad..

sorry that you couldn't go, i hope your brother is feeling better though !!! and omds that necklace is so SO pretty.. please keep an eye on it because people (me) can just be .. downright evil these days and like.. take your things from you 🤷🤷🤷.. especially the ones that they think are really beautiful and also want to possess.. haha,,, happy for you. 🙁.

my spotify wrapped.. i was like asking other people about theirs and like .. my friend's top song was a song she listened to 64 times THE WHOLE YEAR??? like i just .. was so impressed because like every song until my top 6 has 1k plays MINIMUM like .. im so jealous of people who can consume media in appropriate quantities.. it was down from last year though, my total minutes last year were 169k .. yikes .. who was your top artist and what was you top song? if you don't mind answering, also the thing about wrapped is like it's so colourful and full of patterns that it feels a little overwhelming.. like im grateful for the stats but the package it comes in is .. too much AND ITS SO LONGWINDED LIKE IT TOOK 150K MINUTES JUST TO SEE EVERYTHING OH MY GOODNESS 👎👎👎.

i'm doing pretty good honestly.. now that my presentation is over almost all of my school related stress has gone with it, i just have two more things to hand in and i'll be able to just relax and do nothing until january when classes start up again !!!

my holiday plans are pretty tame, my siblings (2 brothers and a sister) are going to come home and we'll spend time together for like a week or something before they all leave but EXCITINGLY.. my birthday is coming up (dec 17) and i'm so excited.. my birthday is literally my favourite day of the year so im reaaaaally looking forward to it even though my plans aren't particularly special 🥳 !

how are you doing? how are your classes treating you? especially around this time of the year oh man.. any holiday plans of your own?

im happy that we did get around to meeting and i hope we can be friends for a long time !!! thank u for the well wishes, as always im hoping the same for you and that you look after yourself and have lots and lots of fun ! all my love 💕, great catching up w u as always <3

[ahloveisboo]

hehe hi jo :3 first of all - congratulations on ur milestone, ur writing is beautiful, so well deserved!! i come with a request for *shyly looks away* vernon c: with the prompts "holding hands in pockets" + "under the fluorescent lights of a convenience store" + "at 4 in the morning" mayhaps? no rush at all, u have total creative freedom !!! <333

pairing: vernon chwe x gn!reader

genre: not sure? early stages of dating probably, suggestive language, making out, mentions of alcohol, lame use of memes.

wc: 0.7k

prompts: 35. holding hands in pockets + 39. under the fluorescent lights of a convenience store + 33. at 4 in the morning

a/n: alex! my love! i hope this vernon brings u some joy. thank u for requesting ♡.

There's beauty in the unexpected, you guess, as another yawn rips itself from your throat before you can help it. You run your fingers along a ray of canned fruits, not really caring what they contain. Tonight was supposed to be a quiet night in, but of course a boy managed to rope you into trading it in for an impromptu party at one of his friends'.

Vernon’s hand is pressed into your side, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear as he makes yet another lame joke that you can’t help but laugh at. It’s early morning (or late at night, depending how you look at it), the convenience store as good as empty as you stroll down the aisles, looking for nothing in particular. The pale light creates an odd contrast to Vernon’s presence, always radiant and bright in its core, now dimmed under the faint fluorescent glow.

You’re tired. The party ended a good thirty minutes ago—the remnants of the alcohol mixed in with a lack of sleep being the only thing still edging your body forward, even though your bones feel like dead weight with each step you take. Mingyu stares at a collection of instant ramen a few meters away, muttering under his breath as if trying to decipher the writing on the package before grabbing a random one and moving to the register.

“So,” Vernon starts, the grip on your waist tightening slightly as he pulls you around the corner, away from Mingyu’s prying eyes. “Do you want to stay the night?”

You feign shock at the bold question, your arms draping around his neck to pull him close. “Are you suggesting we sleep together?”

His hands move down to cup your ass, sliding into the back pocket of your jeans. He fails to suppress a grin. “I didn't say anything about sleeping.”

Your breath catches in your throat. The implications of his words float in the air like cotton candy clouds ready for the picking. It's sweet—an unspoken promise of an endless night, and suddenly you don’t feel as tired anymore.

There’s a short pause in your actions. Vernon’s gaze flickers between your eyes and your lips, his tongue flicking out briefly to wet his own chapped ones.

"Yes." It's all you can say, your fingers playing with the hair at his nape as he continues to stare you down. Vernon's gaze is intense, holding you captive until everything around you fades, and it isn't until your shoulders hit the freezer doors that you realise he's been inching you backwards. His mouth finds yours with ease, and you instinctively allow him to slip his tongue past your lips.

He tastes like cheap vodka and cigarettes, like he always does after a night out, and leaves your head spinning in a way you know has nothing to do with any of the shots you downed yourself. A shiver runs up your spine as he pushes up against you, gently, his calloused palm now cupping your cheek to slightly alter the angle of your kiss.

There's a cough somewhere to your right, the vibration to it faintly familiar, and you snap out of your daze to find Mingyu looking at you—arms crossed in front of his chest, his brows tented to match his I'm absolutely judging you right now glare.

"Seriously? Right in front of my salad?"

But Vernon is unphased, throwing his roommate a sly smile. "And the store owner's, no doubt," Mingyu adds when neither of you initiates to move, still pressed against each other, and he nods into the direction of the security camera located in the left corner of the aisle.

"Well," you sigh, finally untangling yourself from Vernon and smoothing out your hair with a smile. You know you should be feeling at least a tad embarrassed about making out in the back of a convenience store at 4 in the morning—but Vernon's lips are slightly swollen and his hair is tousled, making him look positively delectable, and you don't regret a second of it. "I hope they enjoyed the free show."

"I'm too sober for this." Mingyu groans and turns to walk away. Your eye catches Vernon's as the jingle of the door opening rings through the shop, and you bite your lip not to burst into a giggle. He rewards you with a toothy grin, before placing a soft kiss to the tip of your nose and lacing his fingers with yours.

If you walk fast enough, you'll be home in 15 minutes.

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Be My Sweetheart

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY PEOPLES I LOVE YOU ALL.

I hope you’ve all had a wonderful day, whether you celebrated the holiday or not. I wrote a little O’Knutzy fic for you all, it changed plot about five times before I actually finished it. Totally didn’t read this over, it’s fine. Characters belong to @lumosinlove like always. Happy Sunday y’all <333

cw: food mentions

Leo collapsed onto the sofa with a sigh, glad to finally be home. He might love the team but damn did they sap his energy sometimes. The adrenaline from the game was fading now, leaving him drained and exhausted.  

“You okay baby?” Finn asked then, pulling Leo out of his daze. He sat next to him, pulling his feet into his lap and rubbing them gently. 

“Tired,” he sighed. 

“You want dinner? I think there’s leftovers in the fridge. And I have a gift for you two.”

“Dinner would be great.” Leo smiled gratefully up at him. “And I have something for you, it’s in my room. After dinner?” Finn nodded and kissed him on the cheek before disappearing from his side, presumably heading to the kitchen. Leo’s eyes slipped shut as he let himself relax, sinking into the couch cushions.

A gentle hand shook him awake some time later. “Le.” It was Finn, standing over him with a bowl in his hand. “Here, dinner.”

“Thanks, Fish,” he mumbled, sitting up. “Didn’t mean to fall asleep. Guess I was more tired than I thought.”

Finn sat down beside him with his own bowl. “Well, we did just play a whole game of hockey. And then went out with the team. I’m not surprised.”

“Mm. Too many people,” Leo added around his food.

“You want me to leave you alone?” Finn asked. Leo smiled. He always seemed to know.

“No, it’s okay. You guys don’t count as people.”

“Aww, sweetheart,” Logan cooed, appearing on Leo’s other side and plopping down beside him with a bowl of popcorn in one hand and two small gift bags in the other, throwing his legs over both Leo and Finn. He set the bags down and clutched the bowl closer. “You like us,” he teased. 

Leo shoved his legs off. “Fuck off,” he laughed. Logan pouted and pulled his legs back into their laps.

“Wanna watch a movie?” he asked, fighting off a yawn. “Something cheesy and romantic? It is Valentine’s Day.”

“What’s in the bags?” Finn asked instead of answering, peering over at him.

“So nosy.” Finn pouted.

Logan sighed dramatically. “Here you go.” He handed one to each.  

“Oh wait!” Leo jumped up, disturbing Logan again. “I have something for you too.” He disappeared down the hall.

Finn laughed. “I told him earlier we were doing gifts.” He reached down and grabbed the bag sitting unnoticed at his feet, handing it to Logan. “Wait til Leo gets back, it’s for both of you.” No sooner were the words out of his mouth than Leo reappeared in the doorway holding a package in each hand. He gave one to both Finn and Logan before plopping back down again in the middle.

“Okay ready,” he said.

Finn laughed again. “Alright Lo, you can open that now. It’s for both of you.”

Leo helped as Logan pulled away the tissue paper. A picture frame was nestled inside, and Logan pulled it out. Inside was a photo of the three of them, on the ice after winning the Cup. All of them were beaming, unaware of the camera, jumping in each other's arms, cheeks flushed and eyes wide. 

Leo and Logan both smiled.

“It’s perfect,” Leo declared, taking the frame gently from Logan and studying it closely. “Where did you get this picture?” 

“Lily took it, sent it to me.” 

“Aww, that was sweet of her.” They all examined the picture for a moment, Logan and Finn leaning over Leo’s shoulder to see.

“Okay, I want you to open now,” Leo said suddenly, setting the picture down on the coffee table and turning to his boys expectantly. 

“Alright, alright,” Logan laughed, and he tugged the package Leo had given him towards himself, tearing at the wrapping paper. Leo wriggled excitedly.

Finn laughed. “Haven’t seen you this excited in a while, Nutty.”

Leo just shrugged. “I like giving gifts.” 

Logan gasped then and they both turned to him. “Leo is this…” Logan trailed off, pulling the snapback from the shreds of wrapping paper. It was black and read ‘NOLA’ in large white lettering across the front. Logan put it on, shoving his curly hair down. “I love it,” he declared. Leo smiled.

“I’m glad. I had my mom get it and send it to me. She also sent us a box of pralines, they’re in the kitchen, yes I’m going to make you try one Finn.”

“Are those the pecan candy thingies?” Finn asked.

“Uh, sure,” Leo laughed, “If that’s what you want to call them.”

“It is,” Finn declared with a smacking kiss to Leo’s cheek. “Alright Nutter Butter, what did you get me?” He tore at the wrapping paper of the rectangular package Leo had handed him. Inside was a book, paperback, the cover teal and familiar. “Le…” 

“You said you lost yours when you first moved here. And I know it’s your favorite. So, I got you a new one.”

Finn stared down at the book in his hands. The Song of Achilles. “Thank you,” he whispered.

Logan made a noise and they both looked over at him.

“What is it?” Finn asked.

“I took it,” Logan sniffed. “Your copy. I grabbed it before you left for Gryffindor.”

“That’s where it went?”

“You were always carrying it around, talking about it constantly. It reminded me of you. I grabbed it from the box when you weren’t looking. As a reminder I guess. Of you. Us.”

“Lo, baby,” Finn sighed, reaching for him. Logan leaned into his touch, Finn’s hand gentle on his cheek. 

“D’you still have it?” Logan nodded soundly. 

“I couldn’t bear to get rid of it.”

“Well this makes my gifts seem weak,” Logan sniffed with a small laugh. 

“What did you get?” Finn asked bemusedly.

“Open them.” Finn and Leo both looked into the bags Logan had handed them earlier. 

Leo’s eyes widened. “Are these what I think they are?” he asked incredulously. 

“Uh, what do you think they are?”

Leo reached into the bag and pulled out a familiar plastic egg. He gasped. “They are!”

“Leo what?” Finn just looked confused. 

“It’s a Kinder egg!” he exclaimed excitedly. “They don’t sell them in the US, apparently they’re a hazard or something, stupid if you ask me but.” He turned to Logan, “Did you smuggle these back from Canada?” 

Logan smirked. “It’s possible.”

“I love you.”

“I’m lost.”

“They’re illegal here,” Leo explained, handing Finn the egg. “Cause there’s a toy inside and apparently it’s a choking hazard or something. They’ve been banned here since like, the 1930s.”

“Why do you know that?” Logan asked.

Leo shrugged. “I dunno, I was curious one day, looked it up. Plus I love these.”

“Oh. Well, I got pretzel m&ms.” Finn held up the bag.

“You’re always sneaking them,” Logan shrugged. “Even though they’re not in our diet plan. And I know you’re not a big ‘sweet’ person.”

“Thanks, Tremz,” Finn smiled. He tore the bag open and shoved a handful in his mouth, grinning happily around it. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, mon amors,” Logan said softly, leaning into Leo.

“You too, Tremz,” Leo murmured. 

“Love you.”

They all stayed there for a moment, curled together in the quiet of their apartment, feeling the weight and the warmth of each other.

“Wanna do a movie?” Logan broke the silence eventually.

“Sounds good,” Leo agreed. 

“The Notebook?” Finn suggested, grabbing the remote to turn the television on. Leo and Logan both shrugged. “I’ll take that as a yes, then.” 

Logan just shoved more popcorn in his mouth, snuggling closer to Leo. Finn glanced at them fondly as he waited for the movie to load, grabbing a blanket to throw over all three of them. 

“‘M glad you’re here,” Leo said sleepily, nuzzling into Finn’s shoulder. Finn glanced down at him fondly. Normally Logan was the one clinging to him. 

“Glad you’re here too, Peanut,” Logan whispered, leaning in to kiss his temple.

Ten minutes in, Leo was fast asleep, leaning heavily into Finn. Logan watched Leo instead of the movie, face relaxed and peaceful in slumber, soft curls falling into his face. A while later his eyes slipped shut too, and he let them, choosing to ignore the fact that he was going to regret this in the morning.

Finn glanced down at them, smiling softly, and turned the tv down. It wasn’t long before he was asleep too, comforted by the lull of the movie and the weight of Leo and Logan against him. It was a good night.

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Meow~

The Third Gym Squad with a s/o who loves cats and has catlike traits/habits.

Akaashi Keiji x Reader

Bokuto Koutarou x Reader

Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Hi Anon~~ I hope this is good,,, I kinda wanted to learn more about the catlike traits so I read a few articles about similar traits in humans and cats. That’s why there are traits under each clown because it goes with the scenario I wrote for them..... I hope that makes sense. LOL My friend also loves cats and I think that quirk of hers is really cute!!! 

p.s. I’m updating my masterlist tonight so I won’t be doing any #/sarahtalksshit LMFAO,,, I’ll come back in the morning and check my asks!!! 

WC- 1,903

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Akaashi Keiji

Timeskip Akaashi is literally a cat dad, you can’t tell me he isn’t a cat person 

Please you guys would totally have cats together, you can’t tell me that he wouldn’t have like three cats

You two would have the perfect cat family </333

Akaashi would always get you cute little cat accessories,,, if he sees a keychain with a cat he snatches it and gets it for you 

Maybe he would get one for himself because it reminds him of you </3

You might have to fight your cats for Akaashi’s attention,,, be prepared

Akaashi loves when your cats randomly cuddle up to him like when they are in the mood for his attention, he loves that and will happily give them all his affection so yeah.... you are gonna be jealous of some cats that’s for damn sure

He is like here is my love,,, my snuggles and kisses~ 

And you’re standing there in the corner like.... Keiji where is my kisses? 

You’d be the type of s/o who really helps Akaashi relax,,, he feels calm with you and it’s probably because he trusts you so much!!!

Agreeableness

“I want attention, give me attention.” You throw yourself across Akaashi’s lap, already making demands for him to satisfy your needs. Akaashi glances down at you, holding his phone out of the view of your face. He taps the tip of your nose with his finger and smiles while his eyes soften. 

“Hmm, what do you want?” He asks playfully and you turn your nose up at him, Akaashi simply leans down to kiss your cheek. Out of the corner of his eye, his phone starts to go off with a text from Bokuto. “Want to go eat somewhere in Shin Okubo?” 

You take your time to mentally think about it.

“With?” You pause cautiously and Akaashi shows you the text, clearly from his captain. “Omg yeah, let’s go! Do you want to go?” 

Akaashi presses his face into your shoulder, preparing for the mess that goes down whenever you and Bokuto hang out.

“Yeah, it’ll be fun.” He smiles and you have a slight feeling that it might be forced. “You guys always have so much fun together.”

“Keiji, are you jealous?” Your mouth falls agape but your boyfriend shakes his head, disagreeing with your question.

“No, but you guys get along really well.” He pouts and you blink at him.

“So you’re jealous?” You ask again and Akaashi refuses it once more.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Maybe.” He sighs and you cheer as you know you’ve won. 

Bokuto Koutarou 

Bokuto is literally a dog, scratch that. He is literally a puppy

He is so energetic, the two of you were like opposites attract

It’s that cute didn’t get along at first but now you can’t get enough of each other and are always seen cuddling type of relationship

I feel like Bokuto and cats would not get along at first either, even your own cats, he would have to become a cat person

He just wants to cuddle them right away and hug them but it’s like Bokuto.... cats don’t really like affection like that

You’d probably break his heart by telling him that

Bokuto wants to show them how much he loves them!!!! He would definitely support you getting cats, he would be soooo excited

When you guys get an apartment and move in together, he will decorate it with cat furniture like a cat clock and cat mugs 

Your favorite things have become his favorite things

Bokuto is a very sweet boyfriend, I’ve said it five million times before,,,, he is very attentive and always takes care of you 

Impulsiveness

“Come on, let’s go out!” Bokuto tugs on your ankle, trying to pull you off the bed. You simply ignore him, rolling your eyes and tossing the blanket over your head. “Please, it’s so nice out.” He begs and pulls you harder causing half your body to fall off the bed.

“No.” You narrow your eyes and climb back onto the bed, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders. Bokuto sulks and lays down next to you, throwing an arm around your waist to bring you closer to him. 

The two of you lay like there for another hour and Bokuto successfully falls asleep. You internally coo at how cute he is and take a picture of him before placing your phone down beside you. After unwrapping the blanket from around your body, you swing one of your legs over his waist and sit upon his hips.

“Kou,” You lean down and whisper, poking at his cheek gently. “wake up.” Bokuto stirs slightly, not at all giving you the attention you want. “Wake up!” You whine louder this time and lightly pat his cheek. “I want to go out now, Koutarou!” 

Bokuto’s eyes flutter open, he blinks a few times while trying to shake the sleep out of him, and he manages to say one thing.

“Babe, now you want to go out?”

Kuroo Tetsurou 

Truthfully I had been thinking about this one as I was mentally planning out how each mf would react…. Is Kuroo a cat or a dog?

Because when you think about it,,, it’s like duh you dumb bitch he’s a cat but…. But hear me out….. Kuroo would be a FANCY Doberman pincher you know? 

Much like Bokuto, I think he would want to give cats all his love but he knows how they react and how they aren’t very affectionate

Good thing he has you because now,,, you’re going to get double his love because he can’t love on the cats.... Kuroo was already clingy in the first place....

If you get this man a sweater or hoodie with cats on it,, he will wear it proudly like that becomes a staple piece in his fashion

Whenever Kenma looks at him weird Kuroo tells it’s just because he’s jealous he doesn’t have a cat hoodie,,,, Kenma goes quiet because it is true

Kuroo would pick up on some of your traits easily because,,, Kenma. Pudding head is basically a cat, we know. I feel like I always bring up Kenma when I talk about Kuroo and it’s like well duh,,, they’re a package deal 

Kenma literally made Kuroo into the great boyfriend he is

Back to this. Cats sleep a lot, don’t they? Kuroo is always prepared for when you fall asleep in public, whether that be in class or on the train…. My man is prepared with his shoulder ready for you to sleep on 

Kuroo seems to be the type who is aware of his surroundings, especially if it is somebody he cares about…. Cue him growing up with Kenma,,, omg there I go again bringing in Kenma! Therefore,,, he will be oh-so-careful with you </333

Dominance

You narrow your eyes at the group of girls crowding around your boyfriend, the sight makes your blood boil. The way they stare up at him and purposely flirt with him, you can see it all. You try to calm yourself down, take a deep breath while momentarily closing your eyes. When you open them, they are still there. 

Those girls know Kuroo is dating you, everybody does. Yet, they still have the audacity to touch them as freely as they do even while Kuroo uncomfortably pushes them off. 

You stand up straight, rolling your shoulders back as you try to get your temper under control. The dominance is rolling off of you in waves but, when it comes to your boyfriend, you can’t help yourself. With the confidence only a bitch like yourself could have, you walk towards the group and purposely push yourself between Kuroo and the girl next to him. 

You glare at her and place your hand on his chest, staring all of them down as you wait for any of them to say anything. 

“Mmm, that’s what I thought. Now go run along and see if you can find any leftovers that still want you.” The insult flies past your lips and the girls gasp, their mouths falling open before they turn away and leave. Kuroo stares down at you, his eyebrows raised in disbelief and you innocently look back up at him. “What?”

“Nothing, kitten, that was fucking hot."

Tsukishima Kei 

Bruh, Tsukishima is a cat, you’re literally dating a cat

He seems like the more introvert type of cat like the ones who don’t like people and would rather stay home,,,,,

You two are a perfect fit, the judgmental couple that looks down at everyone HAHAH yeah you guys talk a lot of shit

I feel like there might be instances where one of you would try to be spontaneous and suggest going somewhere and then the other would just flame them and say what a terrible idea that is

Tsukishima has never asked if you wanted to go to McDonalds at 2am ever again,,,, you really have to kiss his ego after laughing at him 

You’re probably Tsukishima’s person, obviously if he is dating you, like you’re the only person he puts up with….. besides Yamaguchi,,,, of course

You know how Tsukki loves his little dinos? You love cats and he would probably think that is so fucking cute, is he ever going to tell you that? NO. 

Just know that he is thinking it and whenever he sees a cat he thinks of you and takes a picture of it to send to you because let’s face it. Tsukki is always thinking of you

Are cats sensitive? If they aren’t, let’s pretend they are for my Tsukki is sensitive statement because I am sidebar-ing for a second. That bitch is sensitive okay like you even graze your hand against his thigh and it’s like new ambition unlocked and by ambition,,, that means he wants to fuck you... This has nothing to do with the rest of this but I just wanted to put it out there

Tsukishima is the perfect protective, shit-talking boyfriend and honestly, as much as I say I dislike him…. I really do love him because he is the boyfriend I would want,,,, truly probably one of my top picks to be my boyfriend from the haikyuu clowns

Extraversion

“The losers wanted to know if you want to go to the festival this weekend,” Tsukishima throws out into the air randomly one afternoon. You glance up from your phone, lifting your head up from his chest as you try to guess his reaction. 

“What do you think?” You respond back with your full chest, eager to hear his response. 

“You think I want to go?” He snaps back and you have to refrain from flicking his glasses. 

“Well since you told me a few days before I think I can mentally prepare, can you?” Tsukishima winces at your words, he really does not want to hang out with the other first years this weekend. 

“I guess.” He mumbles and you sigh.

“We don’t have to, they know we keep to ourselves.” You try to remind him but Tsukishima continues to scroll through his phone, not looking at you. 

“That’s true.” You push yourself up and bring your chin to his chest to see what he is typing. He sends Hinata a maybe. “That’s enough socializing for the day.” Tsukishima tosses his phone somewhere else on his bed before wrapping his arms around your shoulders and burying his face into your neck.

“Can you imagine if one of us was extroverted?” You joke and your boyfriend lets out an audible groan.

“Don’t paint me such a nightmare.”

~

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Sink or Swim || January

hiii besties so excited for you to read this first chapter!! let me know what you think <333

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contains: food and caffeine consumption, allusion to sex

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It had been three whole days since Hotch was in the office. Things were quiet, the new year had just been rung in and while serial killers never slept, the people who made requests to your department occasionally did. In your 5 years at the BAU, you couldn’t recall Hotch ever taking a day off, holiday or not. It isn’t that you’re in incapable hands with Rossi and Morgan— but it’s weird nonetheless. It was weird to not pop into his office and offer to top off his coffee after you’d made a fresh pot. It was weird for him to not call out to Emily and chase her for her late supplemental reports. It was like there was a limb missing— as it would feel with any member of the team, you tell yourself. 

In the absence of Hotch, you push open Rossi’s office door with a fresh brewed pot in hand.

“Any news on the boss?“ you ask as you refill his mug.

Rossi shrugs apathetically. “Must be a nasty bug. He hasn’t told me much.”

“Is he sick, or is it Jack?” You ask.

“Not sure,” he says. 

“Did you ask him anything at all? Do we know that he’s not wasting away in a hospital bed somewhere?” You ask in an exasperated sort of tease.

“Woah, mama, take a breath.” Derek says from behind you– you hadn’t heard him enter. 

“I’m just saying. It’s a total man thing to do. He could be on his deathbed for all we know.” You grouse as you fill Derek’s mug as well.

“Don’t you think Hotch would tell us if he needed anything?” Derek asks. 

“No, actually, I don’t think he would,” you point out. 

“Fair point,” Rossi says. “If he’s not back next week I’ll send a search party.”

Next week simply wouldn’t do. That night you went home and put together a soup. Lemon chicken noodle, for vitamin c and for comfort. You pack it all up with some cookies and a loaf of bread and head over to Hotch’s place, bundled up in your coat, hat and mittens— he’s probably expecting you at this point, it wasn’t uncommon for you to deliver a care package to a coworker in need. 

You knock on the door and hear Hotch’s steady footsteps from inside the apartment. His windows still have rubbery cling decals stuck to the inside— a Christmas tree, some presents, and a few snowflakes. You smile, thinking about him and his son sticking them up together.  “Jack, the pizza’s here!” You hear him yell. 

Well, Hotch doesn’t sound sick, but it certainly can’t be Jack if Hotch is letting him have pizza. The door swings open, and you smile sheepishly, decidedly not the pizza he’s expecting. He looks almost frightened, which makes your anxiety pique as you look him over, noticing the bundle in his arms for the first time. 

“Hotch, you have a baby,” you say stupidly.

“And you have soup,” he says, just as dumbly.

“Is that…” you start, and then trail off. What is there to say?

“Why don’t you come inside,” he says. “It’s freezing out.”

He lets you in and the two of you fumble around each other like you’re strangers– but the only stranger in the room is wrapped in a pink terry cloth blanket. You set the soup and accouterments on the countertop, he offers you a mug of tea which you gratefully accept, and then he looks at you from across the counter as he sets the kettle on, his brows pinching together as he begins to speak.

“Rossi had taken me out to a bar, months ago, and I spent the night with a woman–” 

“You don’t have to,” you cut him off, gently. “I barged in on you. You don’t have to be ready to tell me all of this just because I showed up at your house with soup.” You reiterate. “You don’t owe me an explanation.”  

“I don’t know if I’m ever going to be ready for this,” he confesses. “But you feel like a safe place to start.”

The thought of that warms you up inside, just a little bit. You nod. “Go ahead, then. I’m listening.”

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SINK OR SWIM MASTERLIST

“What am I not scared of? I’m scared of failing her, of failing Jack. Of failing you and the team. In a weird way I can’t quite explain, this whole situation feels like I’m failing Haley all over again,” Aaron tells you. “I don’t know… This whole thing, it really just feels like… it feels like it’s sink or swim.”

You reach out and take his hands in yours. “Okay. So we’ll swim.” 

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Play it Again || A. Hotchner x Fem Reader

hi all! This is just a little something based off of Play it Again by Luke Bryan. Hope you enjoy!

contains: alcohol consumption

wordcount: 1.6k

It was one of those perfect early-spring nights that reminded you that the winter was worth suffering through. You were gathered in Rossi’s backyard celebrating the unseasonably warm weather and a rare Saturday night off with everyone free. JJ and Morgan were helping Jack and Henry roast marshmallows, Spencer and Penelope were tossing tiny piles of uprooted grass at each other, and Emily and Rossi were in the kitchen putting together another pitcher of sangria. There was an early spring breeze carrying the music coming from the radio of Morgan’s truck, and you were sitting in the bed, your legs stretched out. Hotch ambled over to you, a fresh beer in one hand and a White Claw from the cooler in the other for you. 

“You looked like you could use a cold one,” he said, handling the can over and settling into the side of the truck, resting his arm on the edge of the bed. 

“Thanks. And you picked the best flavor,” you smile at him, cracking open the mango seltzer. 

“It was mostly lime left in the cooler, I had to go digging,” he smirks. 

You pull a face. “Nobody likes lime.” 

“I imagine that’s why they’re all still in the cooler.” 

You chuckle a little at his dry humor. You know that most people wouldn’t really call that a joke, just an observation, but those people… they didn’t get Hotch. 

“I’m glad you came tonight,” you say genuinely, and you’re surprised to see how touched he is when he turns to look at you. “I know it’s not always easy to get to team stuff with Jack. It means a lot that you make the effort.” 

“Despite the hardass exterior, I do truly enjoy your company. You’re right, it’s not always easy, but I want to be here with you,” he says. “With all of you,” he adds after a second, instantly regretting it. Why is it so hard to be honest with you? “Actually, I should say—” he starts, but he’s cut off by your gasp. 

“I’m sorry, Hotch, but hold that thought. I’ve been waiting for this song to come on all night,” you say, hopping out of the truck and turning towards him. “Dance with me, please.” 

He rolls his eyes. If it were anyone else, he’d say no, and he knows it. But he’s helpless. 

“You’re totally going to kill my hardass act,” he says as he takes your hand. 

The song you’ve been waiting all night for is some country-pop song, and Hotch can help but grin as you throw your head back in a laugh when he spins you. He pulls you back into his chest and you stumble a bit, giggling all the while. You make contact with his chest– it wasn’t on purpose, necessarily, but it wasn’t quite an accident, either. He catches you. You knew he would. 

“Sorry. One too many White Claws, I guess,” you chuckle at your own self-deprecating joke as you take another sip.

“You okay?” He asks, looking you over and quirking a brow. You can practically see the gears of his brain turning as he attempts to mentally catalogue each drink you had this evening. 

“I’m good, Hotch. Only 20% clumsier than I normally am. Just not really a dancer,” you assured him. 

“You could’ve fooled me,” he tells you with a sly grin. 

“Good partner. Good song. There’s a saying about broken clocks that might apply.”

“Nothing broken about you,” he says. 

“What were you saying? Before the dancing,” you asked. 

Aaron draws in a breath. He’d halfway hoped that you’d forgotten in the admittedly short period of time. But, you hadn’t, so it was time to pay the piper. “I was going to say— I’ve been meaning to tell you, it’s only fair—”  he starts to stumble over his words, but Jack comes over in a rush. 

“Dad! Can I sleep over at Henry’s? Ms. Jareau said it’s okay,” he asks breathlessly. 

Hotch gives his son a discerning look. “Did she offer to have you come over, or did you or Henry pester her until she said yes?” He asks.

For Jack’s sake, you hold in your chuckle. The profiling never stops, it seems. 

“She really offered. You can ask her yourself,” Jack insists. 

Aaron turns to look at you apologetically. “I should probably go talk to JJ,” he says. 

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Wonderstruck || Aaron Hotchner x fem reader

Hi besties missed you besties!! This is a little something sort of inspired by LDSK-- I was watching it and couldn't help but think how crushed I would be if I was in Spencer's shoes, lol. Not a direct au, just a little something adjacent to it!

and a huge thanks to @spacecowboyhotch for beta-ing this for me!

tw: misogyny, epithets against women, arguing, typical cm canon content.

wc: 2.1k

“He’s a violent misogynist. Sending her in might distract him enough to give us an opening,” Rossi says, mulling over Spencer’s suggestion to send you into an active hostage situation in an attempt to de-escalate.

“I’ll go,” you say, reaching for a vest. Hotch’s hand shoots out in front of yours, keeping you from the stack of protective equipment. 

“No you won’t. He’s a violent misogynist. I’m not sending you in to become a defenseless target.” He says, his jaw set.

“I’m not defenseless!” You argued indignantly. “I’ll have a vest and a gun, not to mention half the FBI as backup.”

“I don’t like the risk. There has to be another way,” he insists.

“Hotch, it’s the best we got,” Morgan tries to reason with him. 

“It’s fine. It’s the job. I can handle it,” you plead to your boss. He holds your eye contact for a moment, your hopefulness appearing to soften his steely gaze. 

“Go get a discrete comms for under your vest. You won’t be able to hear us but I need to be able to hear you to know if things are okay on the inside,” he relents, and you scamper off to prepare yourself. 

Once you’re ready, Hotch insists on walking you to the door of the compound.

“It’s very important that you don’t try to prove anything to him. If he asks you to sit with the other women, sit and acquiesce and attempt to negotiate subtly from there. And if he escalates, stand down. We are getting plenty just from your comms,” he counsels, placing a hand on your shoulder and taking care to look you in the eyes.

“I’ve got it, Hotch. I’m gonna be fine,” you nod.

“I’ll see you when it’s over, then.”

“See you, Hotch.” 

You step into the compound and walk down a long hallway before you make it to the room where the unsub is holding the hostages. 

You knock gently, opening the door and introducing yourself.

“A woman? From the FBI? Ridiculous,” he scoffs.

“I know, but the sooner you and I work things out the sooner I can get out of your hair,” you say sweetly.

“I’d sooner blow this place up than yield to one of you,” he sneers, and a look at the collar of his shirt reveals that he means it— you can see a few threatening wires coming through. 

“What do you need from me to avoid that? I’m happy to oblige anything I can.”

“How about you sit down and shut the hell up, and the FBI gets me a passport and a helicopter.”

There’s another knock at the door and you whip your head around. “This is supervisory special agent Aaron Hotchner, I just want to talk,” he says, swinging the door open. 

“Supervisory, huh? You sent the girl in?” 

“Not by choice,” he scoffs. 

You bite your tongue. It was true, you supposed, but you hadn’t expected him to tell the unsub that.

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492 notes - Posted August 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The List || A. Hotchner x Fem!Reader

hello my loves, just a little something for @hotchafterhours kink challenge!

summary: you and Aaron check off a few new boxes.

kinks: D/s, daddy kink, threesome, mistress kink, praise kink, degradation, thigh riding

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader, emily prentiss x reader

content/warnings: in case it wasn't clear SMUT 18+ CONTENT MINORS DNI

wordcount: 3.5k

You’ve been dating Aaron for a few years now, so you like to think you’re something of an expert on all things Hotchner. There are plenty of people, your coworkers included, who think he’s all work and no play. That simply isn’t true. At work, yes, he’s a stark professional, to his core. But they don’t see him at home, playing with his son and basking in the domestic glow the three of you have created in your little apartment. And they certainly don’t see the type of play the two of you get up to, either.

One of the tenets of Aaron’s work/play separation was that work stayed in the office. He had a home office, for when he needed it, but even there– nothing BAU-related got past the threshold. When he was home, he was home for you and for his son— work would wait as long as it reasonably could. So when you see him flipping through some paperwork in bed, you’re admittedly confused.

“Whatcha doing?” You ask, pure curiosity in your tone.

“I was just looking over the list. It’s been a while since we did these, I thought it might be worth taking another peek at,” he explains, looking at you over the readers you had bought for him a year ago, that he valiantly resisted for three months before finally admitting that they helped.

He’s talking about your kink lists, which explains why he’s made it out of the office. Just shy of a year into your relationship, you’d broached the subject of introducing a dynamic into your sex lives, just to see if you liked it. Aaron had agreed, but insisted on doing his own, extensive research beforehand. He, admittedly, was wary about the idea of hurting you– even in a consensual way— and wanted to make sure he was fully prepared, both for him and for you. So he’d presented both of you with lists— you checked off things you knew you liked, things you thought you might want to try, and things you definitely didn’t want to do.

“Why don’t you check yours, too,” he says, passing you your copy of the list. “Make sure it all still looks accurate. We’ve tried a lot of this stuff, so if you don’t actually like it—”

“Aaron, you know I’d tell you if I didn’t. I’d safeword if I needed to, or I’d tell you after the scene if I didn’t. You wouldn’t hurt me and I wouldn’t let you,” you remind him.

“I’d still like you to look. Maybe things we haven’t tried that sounded appealing then, don’t now. Or maybe you’ve found that you like things more than you thought you would. It’s all good to know,” he encourages you.

You agree, climbing into bed and taking the paper and pen that he’d offered. You move some maybes that you had tried into the solid yes column, and a couple into the no column, too, but there aren’t any major changes. After a few minutes, you switch, and you find Aaron’s form to be more or less the same. You’re not surprised, really— You and Aaron have an open line of communication. There were no surprises.

“So, I was thinking I might surprise you,” Aaron pipes up. You stand corrected.

“Oh?” You say.

“You’ve been working your ass off lately, between the team and the Academy Trainee course Strauss pulled you for,” he explains. “I wanted to do something fun for you. I noticed you still had ‘experience with two or more partners’ and ‘experience with a same-sex partner’ checked off as things you’d like to try…” he trails off nervously, and you can tell just by looking at him that he’s wondering if he should beg the floor to swallow him whole rather than continue this conversation.

“That would be a very special gift,” you agree with a smile, putting him out of his misery. “But who? I don’t necessarily want to bring a stranger into the apartment,” you say.

“You can say no, and we can never talk about it again,” he assures you. “But I was thinking… maybe Emily?”

You mull it over for a moment, taking Aaron’s hand in your own to let him know that you’re thinking, not shocked into silence. You… kind of like the idea of it. “Have you talked to her about it at all?”

“Not about joining us,” he says, and his phrasing is specific. You know him too well for that.

“But you’ve talked to her about… our dynamic?” You ask, confused. It’s not your real question— you know he’d never tell someone else about this without asking you, first.

“No, no,” he corrects. “That case a few months back, where the men were all bound— she floated the idea privately with me that the unsub may be a dominatrix, and it came up naturally, that she’s… similarly minded.”

“But with less murder,” you joke.

“Like I said, we can pretend I never even brought it up.”

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594 notes - Posted January 27, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[sagehaleyofficial]

HERE’S WHAT YOU MISSED THIS WEEK (12.4-12.10.19):

NEW MUSIC:

·         SWMRS geared up to release a live video of “Too Much Coffee,” recorded at Orange Vélodrom in France. The world premiere was last Wednesday, and the band also held a live Q&A leading up to its release.

·         Halsey took to Instagram to finally reveal the tracklisting for her upcoming album Manic. She also opened up on why her anticipated collab with Bring Me the Horizon was missing, and dropped two new singles, “Finally // beautiful stranger” and a track with BTS’ Suga.

·         Motionless in White dropped a tear-jerking new music video for their track “Another Life,” taken off their latest album Disguise. Directed by Max Moore, the imagery follows a broken love story as a gentleman replays sweet memories he and his partner shared together.

·         Fall Out Boy dropped a new animated music video for “Bob Dylan,” taken from their most recent album endeavor Believers Never Die – Volume Two. According to Billboard, the track was originally a B-side for American Beauty/American Psycho.

·         Waterparks’ hit track “Dream Boy” got an EDM retouching courtesy of producer and DJ, JVNA. The band praised the remix on their social media accounts last Wednesday, with the producer also sharing her hype for the new remix.

·         Machine Gun Kelly announced a rock album for 2020 and said a new song would release by the end of this year. Collaborations with Goody Grace, Blink-182’s Travis Barker, blackbear and Attila‘s Chris Fronzak also seem to be on the horizon.

·         Billie Eilish made her directorial debut on the much-anticipated music video for her hit “Xanny.” As per usual, the video has a few jarring visuals and some disturbing movements, but is overall pretty straightforward.

·         Pure Noise Records released Keep Shining On last Friday, a tribute album featuring the songs of Tim Landers, the late guitarist/vocalist of Transit. The six-song mini-LP features Landers’ songs performed by Man Overboard, the Story So Far, Elder Brother, Casa Loma and Misser.

·         Scene veterans The Used returned with a new single and video, “Blow Me”. The song and video both feature Jason Aalon Butler of Fever 333, and the band is currently working on their eighth full-length album.

·         Blink-182 dropped a new Christmas track, “Not Another Christmas Song,” highlighting the downsides of the holiday season and causing a raucous on the North Pole. The accompanying music video is a claymation of the band performing the song for elves.

·         Selfish Things dropped the music video for their song “Torn,” which also features Spencer Chamberlain of Underoath. The video takes inspiration from the old silent films, with slides describing the action.

·         Blink-182 and the Chainsmokers’ official collab release came nearly an entire year after it was initially teased by the latter group. The song, “PS I Hope You’re Happy,” was announced on the Chainsmokers’ social media pages.

TOUR ANNOUNCEMENTS:    

·         5 Seconds of Summer recently announced a U.K. and European tour, and also launched an album pre-order for a release that hasn’t been revealed yet. The band took to Twitter to remind fans of the new package, which comes with early access to the No Shame 2020 Tour dates.

·         Coheed and Cambria announced on Instagram even more bands joining them for their 2020 cruise aboard the S.S. Neverender. Thrice, Power Trip, Sheer Mag, Radkey, Hail the Sun, and Peelander-Z were also announced.

·         Hayley Williams of Paramore is bringing back the Sanctuary of Self Love to the Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival next summer. This is the second year the iconic Williams will be curating the plaza, which was a mega-hit last year.

·         Scary Kids Scaring Kids revealed they will be bringing along Secrets and Push Over on their upcoming reunion tour. The tour kicks off in January, with tickets and VIP packages available for purchase now.

·         Third Eye Blind announced they are going to be joined by Saves the Day on the second leg of their headlining tour in support of their latest album, Screamer. The tour kicks off March 11th in Seattle, and its announcement arrives alongside the news they’re also launching a new podcast.

·         Twenty One Pilots’ Bandito Tour secured a spot on Billboard’s year-end lists as one of the top-grossing tours of 2019. The top spot went to pop singer-songwriter Ed Sheeran, who grossed $223.6 million with 2,587,445 fans attending 54 total shows on his Divide Tour.

·         Knuckle Puck announced an intimate U.S. club tour that will run in spring 2012. The tour kicks off at the Beat Kitchen in Chicago on February 21st and ends at the Hoosier Dome in Indianapolis on March 22nd.

·         The latest My Chemical Romance show to be revealed is one with Thursday in Osaka, Japan. MCR previously revealed the band will support them on their forthcoming reunion in Los Angeles on December 20th.

OTHER NEWS:  

·         Musician Juliet Simms revealed her casting in the upcoming American Satan TV spin-off, Paradise City. With news of Sleeping with Sirens frontman Kellin Quinn joining the cast over the summer, the spinoff was first announced in June 2018 with the film’s cast teasing their return.

·         Fever 333 announced the first signing to their own label, 333 Wreckords Crew. They introduced the Nova Twins, the London-based duo of vocalist/guitarist Amy Love and bassist Georgia South, who are two black women in rock music twisting the convention of a genre.

·         My Chemical Romance frontman Gerard Way announced he is dropping the final issue of his brother Mikey Way‘s first comic, Collapser. The final issue ends the series, which began back in April and marked the first comic book collab between the two MCR brothers.

·         Angels & Airwaves frontman Tom DeLonge revealed that an older solo track of his titled “Suburban Kings” is about his former band Blink-182. In 2015, just a month after departing the band, DeLonge dropped his first studio album titled To the Stars…Demos, Odds and Ends.

·         Former Lostprophets bassist Stuart Richardson opened up about his time working with ex-vocalist Ian Watkins, who has been convicted of several child-related sex crimes. On a recent episode of ‘Sappenin’ Podcast with Sean Smith, he revealed what happened while in the band.

·         Some Spotify users noticed that Brand New have been removed from their #spotifywrapped lists. Many current and former fans speculated that the band have been blacklisted from the site’s stats following their sexual misconduct issues that surfaced in 2017.

·         Rapper Juice WRLD, aka Jarad Anthony Higgins, passed away at the age of 21 after suffering a seizure in a Chicago airport, TMZ reported. In a statement from the Cook County Medical Examiner’s Office, an autopsy conducted has come up inconclusive regarding Higgins’ death.

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Check in next Tuesday for more “Posi Talk with Sage Haley,” only at @sagehaleyofficial!

[rollercoasterwrite]

Seriously tumblr is so shit it even cuts off asks now. 22, 31, 40.

22. Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions).

This is an excerpt from my fic It Started With a Song - I always felt like it was not one of my best written fics, so that’s why I chose it. It’s from four years ago... I can definitely see how different my writing has become. XD

Original : 

It was a Thursday afternoon. The sky was grey and the clouds thick and heavy. A recurrence over the last couple of days. A man with an expression matching the spreading darkness above was walking down a busy street, minding his own business. His thoughts were filled with loneliness and self-deprecation, something that happened quite too often for someone who always put on a happy face. It was his well guarded secret; he wasn't a man content with his life, he was a man who was just going through it with the hope that one day he'd find what he was looking for. But at 26 years old he was starting to think that his hope was a ridiculous thing.

He walked and walked and walked, his head tilting downwards. He was tired and hungry, but he had no desire to satisfy those basic needs. He wanted something to pull him out of his routine, to make him remember why it was important for him to stay alive. He just needed something new. He turned the corner, freeing himself from the horde of people that was invading his personal space. This street was almost empty and so he could hear his steps echo against the concrete, the sound relieving him from the tension accumulating in his body. He was almost too focused on it to hear anything else, but he couldn't block out the voice that suddenly reached him. He stopped in his tracks and looked ahead. There was another man there. He was sitting on the sidewalk, a guitar in hand, his voice coming out sweet and melodious for the world to hear.

He remained still for a few seconds, just watching. He didn't know the song, but he was instantly drawn to it. He was still far away so he couldn't fully make out the words that were leaving the other's mouth, but he could gather that the song wasn't about gambolling in the park. He finally started walking again, his gaze still straight ahead, his mind putting aside all the sorrow he had been wallowing in to give his full attention to the song he could hear better and better with every step he took.

He was now standing before him, watching his profile as he kept singing with a passion that sent chills down his spine for a brief second. The other's eyes were closed, making him oblivious to his presence which made it much easier for him to just enjoy his voice. As well as his soft-looking blonde hair, his sharp jaw line and high cheekbones and last but not least, his attire which was constituted of a white t-shirt, ripped at the knee skinny jeans and Timbs. It was a far different look than his sky blue dress shirt, black trousers and lacquered shoes. He was totally fitting in while the other proudly stood out.

Their eyes suddenly met. The other had finally picked up on his presence and had stopped to look right at him. Silence stretched out for a few seconds, neither of them breaking the contact their gazes provided.

Edited to my style now : 

It was a Thursday afternoon. Usually, that day meant a weekend soon to come, but for one particular man it was a day like any other. It was another page turned in the never-ending book of his life. Every breath he took, every step he made, gave him the false impression that he was walking towards something, that the book actually had meaning, and some days, he actually bought into that illusion.

But not today.

Maybe it was the grey sky that stretched above them or maybe he was just tired and hungry, but something about this particular day made it incredibly hard for him to find any meaning to his life. To any outsider, these very thoughts would’ve come as a shock. To any outsider, he probably looked like one of the happiest men alive.

But that was a lie.

The biggest one he had ever told and that he would probably continue to tell. Until…

He took a deep breath as the familiar swell in his chest bloomed like a flower. He hated this version of himself. The one that was always longing for more, but never knew where to look. All he could see right now were hordes of people buzzing around him, filling his space uninvited. He wanted out.

His body instinctively turned to the right, engaging him on another sidewalk, on another street. He felt himself breathe a little more easy as the emptiness of this one stretched out before him. He kept walking, enjoying the sound of his heels clicking on the concrete, making him almost forget about his previous musings.

He was almost too engulfed in the pleasures of quasi-silence to notice other sounds at first, but his body was brought to a sudden halt as a voice reached him, airy but poignant. His gaze shifted towards it and that’s when he saw him. The other man. One who was sitting on the sidewalk, guitar in hand, lost to his own voice and music.

He had no choice but to remain still, just watching, feeling. The song didn’t ring any bells, but he instantly felt drawn to it. The words didn’t fully make it to where he was, but the sound of it told him everything he needed to know. It was like the song was meant to match his own sorrow, his own existence.

He had no choice but to start walking again, to hear it better, to feel it closer. It was only a few steps before he was standing before him, gazing upon his profile as he kept singing with a passion that sent chills down his spine.

The other’s eyes were closed, making the bridge between their two worlds not yet tangible. But the bridge was there through his voice travelling to his ears, to his soul. It couldn’t have been more perfect. In this moment, he realized how different they were, despite not knowing anything about the other.

There was just something about the way he looked and the way he sang that let him know that this man wasn’t afraid of living life. The completely opposite of him.

Before he could keep on with his observations, the song fell silent as their eyes suddenly met. He had been caught.

Silence stretched out for a few seconds, neither of them looking away.  

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31. Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?

I definitely take liberties XD Like I try to give a faithful portrayal of the characters as I view them though, but I love to experiment with these portrayals in different settings, situations and show their personal characteristics in different lights. 

40. Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).

[SPOILER ALERT FOR THE SELFISHNESS OF OUR HEARTS]

I’m going to share the summary of the original ending actually that I had thought of even before writing the fic. And I’ve shared it on AFF before, but I’ll share it here too. 

So, basically, the original ending was that Jinki was going to leave and actually never meet up with Jjong again, because their love simply felt impossible. Then a few weeks later, Jjong would’ve gotten a package in the mail and when he would’ve opened it in his apartment, he would've found Jinki's book (The Selfishness of Our Hearts) in it (and it would've been completed).

So the very last scene, was actually Jjong crying over the fact that they could never be together and holding the book tight as he realized that it would be the only keepsake left from the love for each other (which is why Jinki sent it to him).

I chose differently in the end. hahahaha

Thank you so much for these!!! <333

[sunshinesukuna]

tagging games <333

thank you @miyatsunami for the taggg. made my heart go ba-dump and bang! and whoosh! and pow! when you said you liked my workssss. 

Nicknames -> z-girl, seagull, yahro, yahra, ara

Real Name -> zahra

Zodiac Sign -> Aquarius

Favourite Musician -> idk i have a mishmash, depends on taste. see if u like what i like. 

Favourite Sports Team -> juventus, navarro junior college (i rewatched cheer so many times), Galuppo-Pacini pair

Sports I watch -> soccer, american football, dancesport, basketball, competitive cheerleading!

Other blogs -> this is my one and only!

Do I get asks -> yup! my req box is currently open!!!

How many blogs do I follow? -> ummm around 30, but i like posts from way too many other blogs. 

Tumblr crushes -> ngggg too manyyyyy

@bleedinqhearts @katsukisprincess @myherowritings @dudeandduchess @lady-otori @neonlights92 @duker42 @mysteriousmagicx just to name a few out of many morea

Lucky numbers -> don’t really believe in those

What am I wearing? -> a ratty old shirt that i’ve had since 2014, pajama pants, and a scrunchie

Dream Vacation -> going around the world! no one place is enough to sate my wants

Dream Car -> my dad saw this and went “bitch u can’t even ride a bike, how u gonna ride a car?” but well, he’s not wrong.

Favourite Food -> food. i can’t eat oranges and liver tho. 

Favourite Drink -> Jasmine/Thai tea

Instruments -> tried to learn the guitar but gave up at the f chord

Languages -> english, indonesian, javanese. currently studying chinese at school, but when you watch anime and are a kpop fan, it’s kinda like a buy one get 3 package. thank you chinese writing system/kanji/hanja <333

Celebrity Crush -> too many.

Tagging -> anyone who sees this can totally do it!

[yournextdoorwriter]

winner as boyfriends | SEUNGHOON

others: jinu ver

- having seunghoon as a boyfriend is a total package

- funny?? you got it

- good at dancing?? he DA Man

- can cook??? this boy is korea’s master chef!!!!

- fashionable? check!! The most adorable man on earth?? 1000000% YES

- hoony is literally everything you could ask for in a boyfriend and u can’t help but sometimes feel like you don’t deserve him :( :(

- bc he’s literally perfect???

- but hey, he makes sure to always remind you that he choose you to be his girlfriend bc you are perfect in your own ways <333

- when u catch a cold, seunghoon would whip you up a soup, and NO he wouldn’t leave until you finish that whole bowl

- u almost hate going out for meals now bc for you nothing is better than his home cooked meals

- except for ur mom’s ofc, but that’s a secret :p

- it amazes you how he’s so naturally good at dancing like that one time you went to an arcade

- and he played dance revolution, choosing the hardest song and still managed to get a perfect score????

- like by the end of the song a lot of people crowded around him bc who the heck is this guy????

- and ur like, JFC babe this isn’t stage the K lezz go before anyone recognises you!!!

- he also /forces/ you to watch him practice dance or create choreography for their new song and you’d act like you dont wanna

- but let’s face the FACTS. Sweaty seunghoon moving his hips to the beat is gonna be the death of you

- and yes, he can control and move his body in so many ways and y’alls know that’s not only convenient when it comes to dancing ;) ;) ;)

- but funny seunghoon is your favorite seunghoon

- you having a shitty day but he can instantly turn your frown upside down with his silly jokes and antics

- he wouldnt get embarassed and will dance like a monkey in the middle of the street if he has too!!

- or pull up one of his yg impersonations over the phone and everything will be okay :D :D

- seunghoon being a fashionista is sometimes troublesome

- like when y’all go out somewhere and he takes more time in choosing clothes than you!!

- you’d be like “babe plz we’re just going to eat sangyupsal, we’re not going to seoul fashion week”

- you made it to the point of not asking him for fashion tips bc seriously he would act as if he’s one of the judges in project runway

- you: do you think this looks okay?

- hoon: seriously? That skirt with that top???

- having seunghoon as a boyfriend means HAUTE is automatically your son

- he would give you the responsibility to take care of haute when he’s away for tours

- you ask him why cant he just leave the dog with his manager

- and he’d be like, so i can videochat the two of you at the same time

- and you’re like: YOU VIDEO CHAT WITH UR DOG????

- sometimes you tease him that he likes haute more than you

- and he’d be annoying and be like: duH isnt it obVIOUS???

- but despite his playful manner, seunghoon is deep down serious

- he would legit give you advice about your career, and would help you solve your problems and talk some sense in to you when you wanna approach something irrationaly

- and having him as a boyfriend takes up so much of your energy but its okay because he always recharge you with his kisses hehehe <33

[miss-noo-na]

If I'm able to score tickets this Friday it'll be my first kpop concert. What was your first kpop concert experience like?

OH MAN mine was amazing!

As mentioned in the post I saw BigBang on their Alive tour back in 2012. I have been a VIP since debut so seeing them was a huge deal. One of my best friends who I got into BB and Kpop managed to score the tickets for us and we went to the show in Anaheim.

Their VIP benefits were awesome, and has caused me to feel less than fulfilled by all other Kpop VIP packages. We got an official lightstick, a tour tote bag, a tshirt, a lanyard, and access to soundcheck.

I went on the second added date so soundcheck wasn’t that crowded. There was like, I don’t know, 20-25 of us total? They ran through a song or two and I was like LESS THAN A FOOT away from them? I distinctly remember noticing how slender G-Dragon is in person and how short Taeyang is haha.

It was also TOP’s birthday so we got to sing to him and he “danced” for us lol.

During the actual show I was on the floor, and again, the second date not a lot of people bought VIP for some reason so I was right on the railing up front with only a couple other people around me. Anytime they came to that side of the stage I was almost close enough to touch them.

I still get all happy inside remembering that concert. And in light of recent events, its good to remember happy times. They’re still my Ult.bias group and I’ll continue to support and love the remaining members

I hope your experience is great, too. Monsta X put on such a good show, so I know you won’t be disappointed. 

PS: I went and found my favorite fancam from that night. Seeing GD up-close was one of the few moments in my life I was ever truly star-struck.