#honestly there's an 100% chance he's high writing these texts

[valkieds]

Long AU ramblings....

Thinking about this little nagiiba au I have that I tried to write out a while back....

Essentially, it's a non-idol au where Nagisa and Ibara both attend the same private high school, but Ibara's a new transfer student and generally keeps to himself. But they connect through music, Nagisa who is classically trained in the violin and Ibara who picked up the guitar because one of the few nice older kids at the orphanage would play it for him from time to time. Even if Ibara has already garnered a bit of a negative reputation for having an improper upbringing and generally being rude, Nagisa enjoys the time they spend together and ignores any advising to avoid Ibara.

Over the course of the school year, they have fun, hanging out like regular teenagers do (arcade "dates," going to festivals together, unintentional sleepovers while the parental figures are away), trying to avoid the impending doom of college exams and the like... Because of the time he spent playing music with Ibara, Nagisa's gained a reignited passion for music and seeks to go to music school. Meanwhile, Ibara is being railroaded into business school.

When fall turns to winter, that's when they really start to realize the feelings they have for each other- Ibara in a quick abrupt "oh no oh no" gay panic way and Nagisa in the "I'm not sure how to express the way being around him makes me feel, but it's not a bad feeling" way. And they confess to each other on a snowy winter day before winter break!

They start going on proper dates, and Ibara even gains the courage to be the one to say "I love you" first. Of course, the impending doom of college isn't the impending doom for no reason. Nagisa applied to a number of music schools, including international ones. And now that it's spring, he's heard back from them, having been accepted by a music school in Europe. When Nagisa tells Ibara about it, he's so happy for him! Wow! That's so impressive Nagisa-san! Wait it's in Europe...? Ibara will spend the night looking up statistics about how likely long distance relationships are to succeed, which spirals into "how many 'first love' relationships succeed" and worrying about if Nagisa will find someone better and more in-line with the life he wants to live while at school. At the same time, Nagisa can tell that despite Ibara acting 100% on board with things, something seems off although he can't quite tell what.

It's just before graduation when Nagisa finally winds up confronting Ibara about what he's not telling him. If he's so bothered about something, he should say it, after all. But Ibara, running on "I can't get hurt by him finding someone better if we're simply not in a relationship" logic, fumbles his way through a break up and running away before Nagisa can get a chance to respond. A very bitter ending to Nagisa's high school life, although he doesn't have much time to spend dwelling on it with finals, graduation, and preparing to leave the country. Well, he'll dwell on it in his spare time considering he's tried texting and calling Ibara multiple times to no response (eventually getting a response in a "I think you have the wrong number, sir" way).

But fast forward a decade and Nagisa's become a celebrated violinist, performing concerts around the world. And he's currently about to perform in a Tokyo concert hall when he sees a rather familiar face taking his seat in the audience..... He honestly never thought he'd see Ibara again, and yet there Ibara is, watching him play.... Once the show ends, Nagisa is almost in a rush to have someone get Ibara and let him into the greenroom- he doesn't want Ibara to slip away again (even more than he thought he would have after all the emotions he had felt regarding their break up).

The conversation once they're alone together is awkward and a bit tense- Ibara hadn't been expecting Nagisa to notice him in the audience, let alone want to talk to him afterwards. They catch up a bit, Ibara now being the manager and president over multiple companies that were left behind to him as well as new companies he had formed after completing business school.

It's impossible to avoid the elephant in the room, though, and it's not long before Nagisa expresses the feelings he hadn't been able to share with Ibara since that day and Ibara explains his own side of things. Although Nagisa does understand Ibara and the stupid teenagerness of it all bit better now, he still needs Ibara to make things up to him if he ever wants full forgiveness...... by being his friend and actually communicating the next time things like that happen. They aren't immediately going to go back to being a couple, that sort of thing takes time and they certainly aren't the same people they were ten years prior but... it wouldn't hurt to try a little.

[meyousing]

that...was a 4am rambling 😭 and icb i missed this part : “I heard how impolite he was to you last night. Chivalry truly is dead in today’s day and age, isn’t it?” 

HE DID NOT PULL THAT MOVE UNINTENTIONALLY!!!! WHEN HE DID THIS - | He swiveled to stand in front of you, pulling the collar forward so he could seal the four buttons and cover you up. He met your eyes and smiled, the expression so soft and genuine that it made your heart skip a beat. |

This really make me think that he's been planting this kind of innocuous seeds and comment during their relationship, and he started this from the very beginning...SICKKK (i'm making heart eyes at him)

He set the bar so high for the mc by doing all that and when he showed the other side of him...it's like the mc is now hanging from one of those high bars in parks and she can't get down, she felt like a child who felt like they were on top of the world but when they look down,, they...quite never had a "steady" ground and can't get down by themselves.

and what are the chances of him borrowing pakunoda's nen to get the information he wants from mc just by probing here and there...he might see it as a win-win situation tho,, mc can get the perfect boyfriend by him tailoring himself into the concept mc has of him and chrollo can know them better

(following this train of thought, chrollo as a salesman would be 100% terrifying, i'd definitely end up with sth that i think as useless to bring back home with just because i "heard him out")

And he killed like...at least like 3 birds with that one consistent move to ensure that even the mc doubt if they can ever get that kind of guy in their lifetime after the sudden break of their "dog-eat-dog" world

since chrollo is usually associated with the bible, and by some proxy christianity. i'd say that this reminds me of the snake in the garden who tempted eve with the forbidden fruit. though,, this feels more like hades and persephone who eat the pomegranate which caused her to be bound to the underworld and can only leave for a season because of her mother but,, there's no one in the mc's life who can extend that olive branch from the pit of underworld, chrollo acts like...hades and cerberus towards the mc at the same time

HDSHGF SORRY FOR SPAMMING AND THE WALL OF TEXT BUT THIS IS REALLY REALLY LOVELY. it's been a while since i read something with an impending sense of doom with the feeling of a wall steadily towers over the mc and mc is oblivious to the shadow of it to even start doubting everything. and your chrollo reminds me of an orchid flower, it is pretty but there is a case of it being...parasitic in nature but at the same time it can't be strictly considered parasitic - 🍄 anon (hfdfhdgfdhg im going to refer to myself with the mushroom emoji 😵‍💫)

🍄 anon is so so cute, i love it!

but i just love the way that you analyze, like i stg if i was your teacher and this was for a project youd be passin my class with an A+ every time !!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و also yes, chrollo as a businessman would not only have me buying something i dont need, but have me coming back for more.

im happy that you enjoyed it in the sense of doom aspect, i feel like chrollo really is one of the best yanderes for writing that kind of feeling or situation. such a handsome and charming man, yet the truth hides under that surface.....................so many fun routes that can be taken with it (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

honestly, his veryshort interaction with neon has been the biggest catalyst to how i write him. ill never forget watching it for the first time and being like,, awooga 👀 

thanks again for reading & enjoying 🍄 anon !!! <3<3

[distinguished-slacker]

Hii~ how have you been?? I've been so dead recently, sorry about that lol.. I have been occupied with Genshin Impact (a game) so much lately. Have you tried it?

Anyway, how are you? Seeing you still posting about OnS, I feel like maybe I should pick it up again. But then I remember how disappointed I felt back then with every chapter 😞😞 and lose the strength to actually pick it up... So, feel free to spoil me if something interesting happened in OnS?? Like Shinya, maybe 😅

Long time no see! :3 I’m fine! Glad to see you💕💕💕

Nah I post about OnS but definitely not as frequently as I used to in the past. Everything is still the same; the writing is all over the place and everything goes at snail pace. I am still here because no way I’m going to drop this after seven years😟

To be honest, nothing interesting really happened. The only major change is that Yuu took Mika, and finally ran away from Guren and the rest of the squad. Once Yuu discovered that Guren didn’t intend on resurrecting Mika, the choice being ‘resurrecting humanity vs resurrecting only Mika’ (it seems like both are not possible), Yuu wasn’t happy with this and so now he wants to come up with his own plan, apparently one in which he can save both Mika and humanity. But since he’s dumb he decided to dump all the strategising on Mika.

The good thing is that Yuu finally decided that he didn’t want to be neither Guren nor Shikama’s puppet, and this turn of events finally can give Yuu and Mika some agency. The bad thing is the all the build up to this point feels rushed, there is a high chance that the chapters from now on will be 100% mikayuu centric (it was like this before too but now there are no other characters in the background), Yuu gets annoyingly more and more powered up every chapter, and the major problem is that realistically there is no way Mika can come up with something that can beat Shikama or Mahiru’s plans. So I can see a Deus Ex Machina coming or another convenient plot device coming on the way…

I wrote such a long text because I honestly don’t feel like it’s worth your time going back to OnS. Decisions for plot direction are one thing but I still don’t see any upgrade in the execution of events, character development or writing quality in general. Shinya hasn’t appeared either. Maybe you’ll want to wait a little longer, maybe you want to go back to OnS now…But I think it’s better to stay with Genshin😅 Tbh I haven’t tried it yet; I can’t find the time plus (especially since my mum wants me to watch “Sex and the City”😂) and I don’t have any experience with games. But I am aware of how popular it is and every time I see a fanart of it on Twitter the artist in me can’t help but feel intrigued. But I heard that they are making an anime of it? (so if it’s anime I’ll probably watch it).

[shootingxstardust]

Okay need to vent because I need to write my thoughts down a little.

I have a sister. She and I were always close. We're just 16 months apart and we had always been together. We were best friends. She was always the innocent little sister, while I was the responsible older sister. We spent time together, played video games, and even rped together (IRL, not on here). My step mom said we behaved like twins, and yeah we were about as close as twins could be. Besides my paternal grandmother (Sadly not around anymore), she was my best and closest friend. And then just a couple years ago that came crashing down.

Back in high school, my sister became friends with B. Now B was a mormon.. but that was alright. She and my sister got along pretty well, and they were buddies, though because she was a mormon, B was pretty sheltered. Now once out of high school, just a couple years ago, my sister joined a D&D group through B, and that was where the problem started. Despite the mormon bit, I liked B, when she was around, it felt like she was part of the family, but now I wish my sister hadn't met her, especially now that B is giving my sister the cold shoulder for no apparent reason, but ehhh that's neither here nor there.

My sister joined a D&D group with B and a few of B's friends. I didn't see my sister that often at this , but she was happy and I was fine ... however, the problem arose when she developed a crush on J. Now J.. He's mormon, a Trump supporter, racist, and a bigot, and none of that was a red flag to my sister.. All my sister cared about was that he was nice, and liked Power Rangers... I and the rest of my family voiced our disapproval, but she said if we gave him a chance, we'd like him... I hate him...

The moment she confessed about dating him, she stared leaving the house at 8 am, and not returning until midnight.. Neither I, nor the rest of my family saw my sister. It was as if we ceased to exist.. Back in July of 2021, my parents were out of the house for a week, and I had just gotten home after getting in a car accident.. Instead of being there to support me, she went to his place instead.

She also was not honest about anything with this relationship.. After only being with him for 10 months, she has a kid with him.. Meaning she got pregnant one month into the relationship.. When asked why she wanted to have the kid she said "Because babies are cute, and sweet." I am 100% positive this controlling asshole baby-trapped her.. and neither are prepared to raise a kid.. I've said it before, but it'd be one thing of that baby, stayed a baby, but babies become kids, and then kids become teenagers, and then adults..

She had a kid with someone... who is mormon, is all around just a gross person in general, eats his boogers, baby-trapped her, manages her finances, controls her transportation, has plans to move her away to some small mountain town, takes her phone and reads through her text messages, has her listed as MILF in his phone and is all around just a gross person in general... He called my parents evil.. and even made sexual comments about me and shxxtteredfantasy... He also had an awesome job.. one that was making probably at least $18 an hour... and he shat all over it.. Because he was prouder of his job at Taco Bell, making $13 an hour... I don't know what my sister is going to do, and I fear for that kid honestly. He doesn't deserve to have parents that crappy, especially the dad, my sister is unfortunately just dumb...

But god.. I hate it and I fear that my sister is gonna get sucked into that mormon cult, get moved into some closed-minded yeehaw town, and then I never hear from, or barely hear from her again... It's sad.. we were so close, we were best friends, and now it's like I know nothing about her, or her life..

[hedonest]

☎

NAME:

now hector’s the type to never have people in his phone (when he bothers to have one) under their real names, usually they’re descriptive since he remembers faces better than names. while he does remember her name, he still has her under a different name called ‘Cop sugar mama #1′ 

RINGTONE:

hector doesn’t bother with ringtones, especially because he barely has the same phone on him for more than a few weeks. often he just steals phones lmao, uses them for a bit, then wipes them clean to sell on craigslist. we love a thrifty ho! if he did think to set one, it’d probably be Hand on the Pump by Cypress Hill

PICTURE:

hector, unlike the rest of my kids, LOVES to take pictures! his contact photo is one of jordan looking foxy but also irritated with his shit

LAST TEXT RECEIVED:

[ received at 09:34pm ] Hillers? Do you mean hoopers? [ received at 09:42pm ] I do have a job, you know. [ received at 09:51pm ] You stole Carly’s lotion?? [ received at 10:04pm ] Just stay there, I’ll be there soon

LAST TEXT SENT:

[ sent at 09:23pm ] hey can you pick me up outside hillers? they kicked me out and i don’t have money for a cab. i’ll send you nudes. i’m a lonely little boy int he mddle of nowhere and i could die out here. i think i see a coyote just over yonder [ sent at 09:37pm ] girl i don’t know, the fuck is a hoopers anyway. hoopers boopers loopers snoopers ne wayz can youuuuuuu? [ sent at 09:45pm ] r u mad at me because i slept on ur couch and then left in the middle of the night and stole ur roomate’s lotion. mami i can change!!!!! i can CHANGE!! [ sent at 10:01pm ] I HAVE DRY SKIN OKAY. can u pick me up or not foxxxxy  [ sent at 10:09pm ] ugh you’re the fuckin bestsstttttt. marry me right now baby let’s go to fuckin VEGASSSSS

[ccalhoun]

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adrian chase/vigilante x gn!reader n.sfw ABC headcanons!

warnings: n.sfw/smut, I actually write adrian autistic because he is, reader is lowkey autistic too, afab reader in mind when writing but anyone can read, mdni, lowercase intended, dom/sub themes, slight body worship, top adrian chase, bottom reader, breeding kink, bi adrian

cut for length!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

adrian is definitely soft after sex, I just can't see him any other way. if he was rough with you he'll get you some water and help clean you up a little. if you want he would probably even hold the water to your mouth for you. knowing adrian he probably has a special rag specifically to clean up "bodily fluids" with.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

adrian's favorite body part of his is probably his arms, he likes how muscular they are. if you're not muscular he'll just love it even more. the image of his arms wrapped around your torso as he fucks you from behind will always be engraved in his mind.

his favorite part of your body is your ass, adrian will always be an ass man. he touches it every chance he gets, even if you're in front of other people. you're bending over? expect a slap or adrian groping it. you're laying on your stomach? a smack to the ass is coming your way.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

adrian has a bit of a breeding kink, just the fact that he's the one stuffing you full of seed turns him on so much it's crazy. if you're not okay with him cumming in you he understands, any part of your body with his cum on it will do just as well for him.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

somnophilia. he gets hard at the thought of waking you up while he's filling you up with his cock. also, the thought of you waking up to him in between your thighs, eating you out or sucking you off until you cum. hell, the thought of him waking up to a blowjob from you turns him on. but he wouldn't tell anyone that unless you brought it up first.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

as shown in the show, adrian has had lots of sex. he's had sex with strippers, co-workers, when he was still in high school he had sex with girls and guys (both of which he likes)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

honestly? he likes any position you like but his favorite is a tie between cowgirl and a good ol' face-down ass-up. he likes the power that the face-down ass-up position gives him but he also likes watching your face as you try your best to ride him without shaking.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

are you kidding, this is adrian chase we're talking about! he will always be goofy in bed! he'll make jokes at you and make sure you both giggle at least once. if you're ticklish, he will 100% tickle you during.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he likes to keep it clean down there, he hates when it gets too long. he likes his pubes short but not too short.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

depending on the day he can vary from distant to so intimate your heart melts. if you catch him on the right day he'll be holding you close and praising you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

before you two started dating, he jerked off a fair amount. if he's horny he just texts you or tells you that he's horny. if you say ok and consent he is overjoyed! and if you say no he respects you and just steals a clothing item that smells like you and jerks off into it. it's not like adrian is addicted to jerking off but, you've had more than enough of your clothes returned with cum stains on them.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

adrian has lots of kinks, he's learned a lot in his sex life. his top ones are probably size kink, praise (giving and receiving), sex in his vigilante suit, breeding, dacryphilia, and corruption. he likes a lot more stuff but only tells you as your relationship progresses.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

adrian doesn't like the idea of anyone else seeing you naked or hearing your moans so he's not the biggest fan of public sex, however, one time he fucked you in the bathroom of the old records shop that the 11th street kids were given as HQ while everyone was out and he would do it again without a second thought. other than that, anywhere in yours or his house. he'll fuck you over a couch, or a kitchen counter, or a bathroom sink. chances are that he's bent you over most surfaces in both of your places.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

anything can get the vigilante going. you shirtless? hard as a rock. you're wearing short shorts? hard as you walked into the room. anything feeding into his size kink too, your hands compared to his, or looking at your height difference in the bathroom mirror in the mornings.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

anything uncleanly (piss, scat, vomit, etc), and hurting you in any real way (knife play, blood, etc)! he just wants you to stay healthy and safe!!! :(((

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he loves giving and receiving oral, he would never pass up a blowjob! one of his favorite things to do is having you sit on his face while he overstims you! him pulling your thighs back down as your body subconsciously decides it's too much and tries to get away from the overwhelming pleasure :) he just likes to hear you cry I think.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

much like the other things on this list, depends on the day for adrian. if he had a long night as vigilante he might just want some soft sex! on days where he's frustrated from work though, he's bending you over the nearest surface and roughly fucking you until he feels better. if you're riding him, he'll let you set the pace. just because you set it doesn't mean he's not gonna thrust up into your sweet spot, even if he knows you can't take it <3

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

adrian is always up for a quickie, a quickie before work never hurt anybody (well, maybe it hurts your hole a little lol)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

adrian is usually up to experiment with anything, as said before he's very overprotective over you so no public sex. if something seems like adrian just wouldn't like it he'll say no but those are very few and far between.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

adrian will always overestimate himself, he'll try to fuck you as long as possible but there have been times where he accidentally overstimulates himself

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

adrian doesn't like toys too much, if you ask him to he might use a vibrator on you but he much prefers jackhammering into you until you're crying <33

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teasing is adrian's favorite thing to do. he loves to grind against you and whisper in your ears about what he wants to do to you. one of his pastimes is sending you nudes or audios of him groaning while he jerks off

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

adrian does not hold back his noises, expect moans, groans, and everything in between from him! he loves to talk to you during sex, just asking how you feel while you are overstimulated and can't say anything but his name and babbling about how good he feels deep in you.... :)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

loves bondage. he likes to tie you up with soft fabrics or handcuffs but his favorite is using his hands. gods, if both of your wrists can fit in one of his hands you're done for, it just arises something in him that he can't explain.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

6 soft, 7 hard, and girthy! he loves to bully his cock into your little hole

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

pretty high, he can keep himself busy but prefers fucking you over jerking off.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I feel like adrian can stay up for a while, with a small snack and some water he probably doesn't even need to sleep afterward!

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[insanitysilver]

Great for commutes/while doing chores/etc. Also great for proofreading your own stuff! I made version 1.0 in 2015, but the program I recommended has since switched over to a monthly subscription-base model (boooo). So, here’s my new, still free, 2020 method:

1. Choose and Download Your Fanfic: 

AO3 comes with download options, and of them HTML tends to play the nicest. Viewing then downloading the fic using AO3’s ‘Entire Work’ option will save you some time. Copy and pasting the entire body of the text will works too. For FFN, you’re going to either have to a.) use a third party site to download fics (sketchy) or b.) install a userscript that reenables copy-paste (more labor intensive).

2. Choose Your Text-to-Speech Software: 

First, you’ll need text-to-speech software. There are many options on the market, some free, some not. For this tutorial, we’ll be using Balabolka. A free program made Ilya Morozov in 2010 that he’s continued to update and work on since. It’s Windows-only for now. (Mac and Linux users might want to look into Natural Reader since that’s web-based, though the free version offers less functionality.)

Balabolka Pros:

Can export audio files

Can create multiple custom pronunciation dictionaries!!!

Change pitch and speed of read-aloud voice

Sleep timer!

Very customizable interface

It’s free

Balabolka Cons:

Doesn’t come with additional voices. Only uses default Windows voices + any extra additional ones you’ve installed.

It’s freeware maintained by one man for free, so patches and bug fixes will come slower.

3. Download and Install Balabolka

As of Nov. 17th, 2020, Balabolka’s official website is cross-plus-a (dot) com. Google it. If the site layout changes in the future just check that the bottom still says ‘Copyright © 2006-2020 Ilya Morozov’ so you know you’re in the right place.

Upon downloading, if you’re using Windows 10 you might get this pop-up:

Here Windows is checking the program for an EV Code Signing Certificate. Basically, checking its credentials. Getting and keeping an EV Certificate costs the developer(s) ~$100+ yearly, so bc a program doesn’t have one doesn’t inherently mean its not safe. That’s the trade-off for freeware. No money goes in, so no money can go out to get certified. As always, do your due diligence before downloading any program to your computer, and read up on the benefits and risks of freeware if you’re not familiar with them already.  *gets off soap box*

Pressing More Info will allow you to continue installation.

4. Get to Know the Program

Keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle! Upon opening the program you’ll be greeted with this interface. Feel free to open your HTML file or paste some sample text to start playing around with.

Areas of Note:

These are essentially your voice engine options and will vary computer to computer. Click through the tabs to see where your default voices are stored. If you buy additional voices from a 3rd party they’ll show up here too.

Up under View you can change the font settings and the program’s skins. Nifty.

Meet your new favorite button: The Panel of Dictionaries.

5. Fix the Pronouciations (Optional)

Chances are your fic has internet slang like t/n, or non-english words, or fantasy terms, or maybe just an unusual surname that your voice bank refuses to pronouce correctly. Balabolka makes it quite easy to fix that. I have a more in-depth tutorial for this on my blog.

Balabolka can also switch voices within a single document. This could be useful for differentiating dialogue or forcing correct pronunciation of foreign names if you have voice banks in multiple languages and the original characters at your disposal. Tutorial for that here.

6. Convert Your Fic, And You’re Done!

The hardest part is long since past. Now that you’ve got your settings worked out and the pronunciation as good as it’s gonna get, time to press either ‘Save Audio File’ or ‘Split and Convert to Audio Files’:

Notes about File Types

Mp3 – compressed for smaller file size, pretty universally playable

Mp4 – refined compression, (potentially) even smaller file size, widely accepted, but not universal

WAV – no compression, high quality, large file sizes

For multi-chapter fics:

I highly recommend using ‘Split and Convert to Audio Files’, as trying to export a 100k fic as a sound file takes forever (esp WAVs), and is very unruly to navigate as a listener.

10k words roughly equates to an hour of audio

Pick through the options offered for what suits your needs best. For AO3 HTML files I have good luck picking ‘two empty lines in succession’ if you’re trying to divide by chapter.

Next Balabolka lets you preview the cuts you’re about to make. Truly a kind and forgiving piece of software. I recognize my own chapter titles, so it’s easy for me to uncheck anything that doesn’t belong.

Fix the settings to your liking on that and BING! Finished! Oh, and whenever you finish a fic remember to go back and leave a review! Sweet reviews make authors write faster!

End Notes:

So the first time takes a bit, but after that you can convert fics in under ten minutes.

A text-to-speech program isn’t going to beat out a real living, breathing narrator. Not this decade anyway. If you find yourself using Balabolka a lot and crave a smoother voice than Microsoft David’s, it might be time to look into buying a 3rd party voice bank. CereProc makes my favorites, and the personal use licenses cost ~$35. Balabolka + a CereProc voice is still much cheaper than most of the other software on the market and honestly outperforms a lot of it. Also throw a donation Ilya Morozov’s way through his website since he’s maintained this program freely for a decade and helped a lot with accessibility through doing so.

Example text is from ‘The Secret Desires of Buddy Valastro’ by perfectcannolis, and thank you to @bearfoottruck​ who informed me about balabolka to begin with.

[yostresswritinggirl]

Hello, may I request for Albedo hcs for an s/o who is inattentive? For example, the reader has difficulty reading long sentences or paying attention for a short time span, and ends up zoning out a lot? (If you're comfortable with this request of course, since it comes from me having inattentive adhd, or if you aren't too busy...) (But other than that please take care of yourself (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)) Thank you ( ╹▽╹ )

:DD

Somehow these requests are pulling out my Psychology teachings ahahha- this is honestly such a nice prompt cuz I miss my college roomie, I love her so much and she has adhd. I might be projecting but I'll be using her techniques in this too! This was so cute and fun to work on awwwwwwwwww thank you anon!

The Curious Case of S/O

Albedo with a Reader that has a hard time focusing

I saw someone hc Albedo as an autistic character and I actually agree with it, so some of that aspect will seep in to this answer eheh-

SO!

When it comes to things Albedo is passionate about, he keeps himself grounded and focused on it for an unhealthy period

So when Albedo found out about your curious case, safe to say he was intrigued too, and sometimes frustrated

You’re all over the place and it kind of irks him when you can’t stay put and just- keep moving to different stuff?

But Albedo knew this before you got together and he took it upon himself to make sure you’re taken care of whenever such episodes happen, he’s your lover and a genius, he can and will find a way

Reading: Albedo loves reading literature and will offer to read out the text for you if you get frustrated enough over it. He may not have all the time in the world, but if it’s important that you understand this text he will make sure you do so

His voice is really nice and calming, but sometimes- you get so lost in them that you ended up just focusing on his voice instead of uhhh paying attention to what he was saying

big sigh

If that approach doesn’t work then he’s got another trick up his sleeves!

Doodles, sketches, all that cute artistic stuff!

There’s a chance you already do this but he’s gonna make this 95% more effective!

When taking notes for big texts, he’s gonna draw little doodles to the side so you can get a good grasp of what it means just by looking over it.

If the text is especially long, he’ll give it a quick once over, and then rewrite it just to highlight the most important parts you need to remember

He’ll take it up a notch and use different colored pens to write over it so you would know what you need to read without going through the whole chapter

If he wills it, Albedo would find himself incorporating such techniques on his notes as well and he’ll just chuckle at his antics (smiling every time he remembers you through his lil notes)

Being inattentive also makes it so you forget or not take note of important stuff

Chief Alchemist also has a good remedy for this!

Given, this was established after numerous trials and errors of finding the best route

F I N G E R  R I N G  B A N D S

This boyo had this genius enlightenment of an idea one day and prepared the necessary materials

Ngl you actually thought he was gonna propose when he offered that golden ring, you were about to cry

until you see him bring out ten more rings, multi-colored

w h a t

And so he explains as he grasps your non-dominant hand:

“Your thumb represents the early morning, from when you wake up after the sun.

Your index finger signifies the period of 12PM, the moments the busy-ness starts, never forget to eat lunch always, darling.

Your middle finger is the longest and busiest hour, the middle of the afternoon where the sun is high up in the sky. You’ll find yourself running around a lot during this period, and I won’t always be there to remind you.

Your ring finger,” he pauses to give it a gentle kiss, “someday. But anyways, this is the period when the darkness starts to devour the sky in place of the sun. You should be cleaning up and finishing all other tasks at this period.

And finally your pinky finger, almost at the dead hours of the night, god knows what you’ll be doing at this time when you should be ready for rest. I don’t want to see a lot or any rings here, for you should be in my arms by this time.”

After that heart-warming, proposal-like dialogue, he’ll offer the rings and explain as best he can

The red ring represents deadlines; blue stands for commissions; white is for meet-ups; pink is for self-care or routines

He holds up the gold rings with a soft smile, placing one in each finger as he explains, “This one stands for me. Make sure that on every finger I am there, to remind you that I wish to know how you are, to accompany me so that I can remind you that I love you every day of the year.”

If you’re still alive after this, good for you

OTherwise I’m dead, this man is so cheesy and hnghhh-

After all that, Albedo wakes up with you and helps you organize your rings for the day <3

It looks nice and glamorous on your hand, and even if you get distracted by it, you’ll find yourself being reminded of what you need to do

Genuis boyo

But that’s not even 100% of his power

nononono he has another solution and this was something he picked up after spending time with you

His pretty t e a l eyes (just look at that damn banner)

You seem to stop everything when he focuses his eyes on you, eye contact, like you’re grounded or crystallized

Somehow when you see eye-to-eye it gives him enough time to remind you that you’re focusing on the wrong thing, go back to your notes

It’s just- so pretty :((

Works 99% of the time!

The rare 1% it doesn’t work tho, you get this very rare moment: before you can even move away from your task, finding yourself not caring about it again, he’ll just wrap his arms around you from behind. They’re comfortably tight, grounding your feet to the floor as he whines against your hair, scolding you and telling you to finish your stuff first

You couldn’t say no to a cute whiney Albedo

You can’t

//brings out knife// You better not-

Bonus: Albedo likes to focus on the important things, but he’s easily intrigued by curious things too

And with your tendency to lose focus and notice other things, this becomes a chaotic series of events

You’re both silently sitting in his laboratory, him sketching a diagram of his current research

You look up from the papers you were reading as you lose focus and the movement would easily catch Albedo’s attention, ready to move his lips to call you back-

“Oh, is that Crystalfly changing colors out there?”

“Huh?”

You’re both rushing to the window where you saw the phenomenon

And then you’re both running out to investigate further <3

All of Mond watches you two’s antics and finds you just to be the cutest couple in existence. Albedo has two Klee’s to take care of, is what it would look like sometimes.

PS. This is not an Albedo Blog

[joyfulholland]

Bad at Excuses

a/n: after the success of The Coconut Debate and my ever growing boredom I thought I’d write a little part two, hope you all enjoy x special thank you to @chloecreatesfictions​/@ficrecsbychloe​ for constantly putting TCD in her rec lists!

warnings: just swearing

word count: 1341

Harry changed the group name to getting the band back together

Tuwaine: What band?

Harrison: He means us

Tom: why

Harrison: Who knows

Harry: We no longer live together, the group has broken up

Y/N: Harry you were here for dinner last night

Tom: And you’re coming over tomorrow before we leave at the weekend

Tuwaine: And we all had lunch the other day

Harrison: And I’m standing right next to you

Harry: Honestly none of you have any imagination

*

Tommy to Y/N/N: on my way back and I got you a present

Y/N/N: you got me a present from Sainsburys?

Tommy: yes

Tommy: because I love you

Y/N/N: is it the lemon flapjacks?

Tommy: I knew I shouldn’t have told you

Tommy: how do you guess every time

Y/N/N: because I know you know I like them

Y/N/N: also I love you too xx

*

Harrison to getting the band back together: Y/N you were right that French guy is definitely still alive

Y/N: I TOLD YOU!!!

Harry: You finally watched unsolved mysteries then?

Tuwaine: Just finished the last one

Tom: how far did you get into the alien one before you turned it off?

Harrison: about half way through

Tom: you beat us then, we gave up after ten minutes

Y/N: I reckon he pulled a von-trapp and hiked over to the next country

Harrison: 100%

Harry: Nah he’s dead mate

Tom: definitely dead

Tuwaine: I’m with Y/N and Haz he’s alive and out there somewhere

Y/N: sorry boys 3 to 2 victory is mine

*

Y/N/N to Tommy: just came down and found the card and flowers, I love you so much xxx

Tommy: glad you like them, love you too darling

Y/N/N: how are you guys doing?

Tommy: just in line for security

Y/N/N: okay babe have a good flight and text me when you land, love you x

Tommy: will do, love you x

*

Harry to getting the band back together: Lads there’s been a casualty

Y/N: are you guys ok??

Tom: relax he’s being dramatic

Tom: he’s dropped his phone and the screen protector has smashed

Y/N: for fucks sake Harry give me a heart attack why don’t you

Harrison: So it’s not even his actual screen?

Tom: nah just the protector, screen is perfectly fine

Harry: I’ve had this screen protector for nearly six months and it was still in perfect condition this is a tragedy

Tuwaine: Harry mate you need to get a life

Y/N: Honestly harry I thought one of you had been injured

Harrison: Aren’t you guys at the airport? Can you not grab a new one from duty free before your flight

Tom: already done mate he waited until he’d replaced it to text you

Harry: None of you understand the pain I am in

*

Tommy to Y/N/N: just landed x

Y/N/N: okay good, have a great time, call me when you can x

Tommy: of course, only an hour ahead of you so will ring when I go to bed

Y/N/N: ok perfect, smile pretty for the cameras

Tommy: always do babe, love you xx

Y/N/N: love you too xx

*

Tommy: also I miss you already

Y/N/N: miss you too

*

Y/N to getting the band back together: did you guys know that goats have accents

Y/N: and that goats from different parts of the world can’t understand each other because of those accents

Tom: you what

Harrison: Are you high

Y/N: no it’s a real fact

Y/N: I’ve just learnt it

Tom: right okay

Tuwaine: From who?

Harry: And why?

Y/N: one.attachment

Tom: how the fuck has that ended up in the telegraph

Y/N: because it’s a high quality study

Harrison: The world is mad

Harry: Do you think all animals have accents or is it limited to goats

Y/N: surely sheep

Y/N: because they’re close to goats

Tuwaine: My moneys on cows

Y/N: can’t believe you guys thought I was high when all I wanted was to tell you about a cool goat fact

Tom: how bored are you

Y/N: immensely come home soon please x

*

Y/N/N to Tommy: really sorry to bother you I know you’re busy but I can’t find the shed key and your dad is on his way to borrow the lawn mower because theirs broke this morning

Tommy: bowl by the front door?

Y/N/N: no I’ve already checked there and it isn’t on the board above the fridge either

Tommy: draw with the screwdrivers

Y/N/N: hang on

Y/N/N: got it thanks, enjoy your day love you x

Tommy: love you too, call you later x

*

Tuwaine to getting the band back together: Alright I need as much tupperware as possible by tomorrow for a video

Harry: What kind of video needs as much tupperware as possible

Tuwaine: The kind I am making

Tuwaine: You and Tom aren’t even in the country you’re no use to me right now

Tom: we have a whole cupboard of it

Y/N: yeah you can borrow as many as you like! swing by whenever

Harrison: I can meet you there later with some too if you want mate? If that’s alright with you Y/N?

Y/N: of course you don’t need to ask

Tuwaine: alright meet there at 5 you pair of lifesavers

*

Sam to Y/N: Hey! You aren’t home by any chance are you?

Y/N: hey Sam! I am indeed everything alright?

Sam: Is it alright if I come over in a bit? My laptop crashed this morning and Tom said that if it’s okay with you I could use the desktop in your guys’ home office

Y/N: yeah sure no problem, come over whenever you want

Sam: Thanks! Will be there within an hour?

Y/N: fab x

*

Y/N/N to Tommy: are you sending people to check up on me

Tommy: what??

Tommy: no

Tommy: obviously not

Y/N/N: you know for an actor you’re a shit liar

Tommy: what gave it away?

Y/N/N: your dad’s lawnmower broke, Tuwaine needed tupperware and Sam’s laptop broke all within a week whilst you’re away was supposed to be a coincidence was it?

Tommy: I knew I should have come up with a better excuse for Sam

Y/N/N: why are you sending them over?

Tommy: I don’t want you to be lonely

Tommy: we spent all that time in lockdown all together, and even when the boys moved out it was still the two of us all the time and now I’m back at work I was worried being in the house on your own would be weird

Y/N: you’re really sweet but I’m alright, you’re not going to be gone anywhere near as long as you used to be

Y/N: also I have my own friends too

Tommy: I know, I’m sorry darling I overreacted a bit

Y/N: I love you so much

Tommy: I love you too

*

Y/N added Sam to getting the band back together

Y/N: you can all stop making fake excuses to come over I know Tom asked you to check on me but I’m fine

Harry: I knew you’d work it out

Tom: shut up Harry it was your idea to send Sam

Sam: Sorry Y/N

Tuwaine: Yeah didn’t mean anything by it, although I do now have a real reason as I need to return the tupperware

Harrison: Guess this means I don’t need to ring and ask to use your printer

Y/N: you guys are seriously bad at this

Sam: In our defence Tom was the one coming up with the excuses

Tom: you all could have performed better

Tuwaine: Hey I really did make a video with the tupperware to keep up with the lie

Y/N: I can’t wait to see it

Sam: Can I ask about the groupchat name?

Tom: It was Harry

Y/N: Ask Harry

Harrison: Harry thinks we’re a band that have broken up

Tuwaine: Because we all moved back into our own places when lockdown started to ease up

Harry: I don’t know why I bother with you lot

[xpeachesncream]

acquainted | seven

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summary: the biggest goal of a grad student is to get through school in one piece - no petty drama involved, no sweating over the little things. however, that plan almost always never follows through. sometimes, you can’t help but fall into the most unthinkable, unexpected traps and learn the hard way. like, exhibit a: being unable to resist your engaged, substitute teacher, kim seokjin.

pairing: jungkook x reader x engaged!teacher!seokjin

genre: grad school au, student life au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 3.9k

warnings: unprotected sex (in the form of a flashback in the middle of chapter), dick riding/straddling, slight scratching, slight marking, making out, cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, overthinking, insecurities, guilt, jealousy, some possessiveness, slight bitter feelings and tension in the air, wild, wild thoughts

tags: @laurynne5 @yiyi4657 @miinoongi @teamtardis-notdead @bluesharksandfish@photographic-girl @yonkoghan @moonchild1​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"Y/N!" Ryujin gasped, her facial expression hard to read. She almost seemed proud, but also disappointed at the same time, but also really confused? You expected much, really. Just take a fucking look at your situation. "What the fuck! Seriously, you have balls! You do know he's still engaged, right? And that you really can't continue doing this with her around? That's coming from someone like me." You groaned.

"Fuck, I know, okay."

"S-so, what? What now? I knew you wouldn't let up on this!" She stutters, her hands out like this is some major political debate.

"I don't even know, I didn't even get the chance to process last night."

"You spent the night with him, didn't you? Where was his fiancé?"

"She's in New York for work."

"Did you guys fuck on their bed?!"

"Ryujin, really? Do I have to answer that?" She squealed, causing you to pinch her on the side to get her to be quiet.

"Holy, you're naughty as fuck!" Her jaw is still hanging from all the dirty details spilling out this morning.

"It was intense." Is all you respond with. It's silent for a minute, Ryujin getting a chance to read your body language and how torn you were.

"Ohhhh, Y/N baby." She brushed the hair out of your face. "You need to get out while you're still not in too deep."

"It's just.."

"You already developed feelings for him, haven't you?" She sighed.

"I know I shouldn't."

"What about Jungkook?"

"What about him? I haven't blown him off or anything like that. I texted him back this morning."

"Ohhhhhhh, this is fucked up."

"I'm stupid."

"No, no. No, you're not. We make mistakes. It's just best you learn from it and move on, especially in this position." You looked at her.

"Don't tell Jimin or Tae right now, please." She shook her head.

"I won't." Part of you was hoping you could get this settled before even telling them anything. But you knew it wasn't going to work that way. Last thing you wanted to do was hide this from your boys.

"I don't know what to do about Jin. I told Jungkook I'd go out on a date with him, and God, he's also so fucking attractive and sweet. But I—last night—" You sighed heavily, unable to finish your sentence. Last night was fucking amazing.

"Here's the thing. You need to stop talking like Jin is an option." You silently nodded and looked down at your feet.

"You're right."

"I'm sorry, baby. I know that's not what you wanna hear but we really have no choice. He's not someone you can go for, and quite frankly, if he can do this to his fiancé, he's capable of hurting you too. He obviously needs to get his shit together and figure out what he truly wants, but it's best you keep your distance while he does so. This could hurt a lot of people."

"Tried to keep my distance, obviously failed."

"Okay, but you didn't have Jungkook." She smiled. "Look, I can't tell you how to feel or force you to feel a certain way, but Jungkook looks like a good guy and he's probably worth giving a chance. Maybe he can make up for the lack of attention or touch you're yearning for. Maybe this can help stray you away from Jin."

"I... fucked him, though." You emphasized as reality settled in.

"Jungkook doesn't need to know that, you aren't a couple and you just met him last night." She sighed. "Please just promise me you'll give him a chance and stop meddling with engaged men. We all know Jin is beautiful, but we can't settle this way." You slightly chuckle. She was right. Maybe you just longed for someone good. Maybe it was time you started dating again. You couldn't have this with Jin, and you couldn't expect him to drop everything with Grace. Your gut was telling you that it wasn't going to happen that way, even with how things went down last night. What's done is done.

However, could you absolutely 100% say you'll keep up this end of the promise? No. You were being honest. It wasn't going to be easy, not with the way he fucked you so good last night. You let that door open and you weren't sure if you were ready to close it for good.

"Yeah, I hear you." She nodded, sighing in relief.

"Bitch, I don't believe you!"

"Stop, okay. I'll do my best." You shrug while she continued to cut her eyes at you.

"God, what a fucking night."

"Tell me about it."

"Was the dick good though?"

"Ry!"

"Probably a dumb question, huh? Jin is truly a work of art."

"Not helping."

"So is Jungkook." She added. "What a family. I'm sure his dick will be twice as big with all that muscle he's packing. It's exciting to think about."

"I—" You pause, shaking your head. "It doesn't work that way, Ry. Let's just not, please." She chuckled.

"You're going to see Jin in class and just remember him destroying your pussy. Creative writing, who?"

"Fuck, okay! For the love of God. Are you finished?"

"I think." She laughed. "Just about." And so you continue walking around the lake, Ryujin now divulging the details about grabbing Namjoon's number and how she was interested in seeing where that went. Then, she finally put her pride aside and honestly told you how she had some feelings for Taehyung but she knew he wouldn't be getting his shit together anytime soon. So, she didn't pursue it, and probably won't. But, she was close. Not like this was anything new to you or Jimin.

You both ended up walking around the streets a little more before Ryujin decided she wanted to go home and take a nap to feel fully rested. You, too, were feeling tired being that you didn't really sleep for more than 4 or so hours. You got into your jammies, and laid in your bed, completely disregarding the assignments you had planned to get done.

It felt like you were asleep for all of 5 minutes before your phone went off.

You sleepily opened your eyes to see Jungkook's name flash across your screen, so you picked it up as you dug yourself back under your covers completely.

"Hello?" You said softly, causing Jungkook to chuckle.

"Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, Y/N. Just let me--"

"You're okay, Jungkook. I should be getting up anyways." The thing about Jungkook, even though last night was really the only time you could say you 'spent' time with him, was that he had the softest demeanor. He was kind, and sweet. He was almost innocent in a sense, but you knew he was just an all-around gentleman.

"Tired from last night?" Mmm, you have no idea, love.

"Yeah, a bit. Did you finish running your errands?"

"Just about. I had to stop by Jin's really quickly to pick something up." That name makes you feel hot and bothered, especially in between the thighs. "I literally just stepped through my door, but I wanted to see how you were doing." You hear him fiddling with stuff in the background before shutting a door.

"That's sweet. I'm surviving." You chuckle.

"You and me both." He lets out a content sigh, assuming he had just plopped onto his bed or couch. "So, are you free this week?"

"I don't really have a life." You shake your head. The fuck Y/N, get it together?! "I-I mean, I do, but like, I meant to say I don't really do much outside of school and work." He laughed.

"Either way, I don't judge. What about Tuesday or Wednesday? Would you be able to spare me an entire evening on one of those days?"

"An entire evening, huh?" You chuckled. "Tuesday. I don't have late classes that day."

"Yeah, I planned a few things."

"What's the plan?"

"Mmm, I do remember saying I wouldn't spill the details."

"That's not fair."

"It'll be worth the wait, I hope." You blushed to yourself. Why was he so fucking cute?

"Setting yourself up for some high expectations, Jungkook."

"Never settle, right? Besides, I just want you to have a good time. That's all that matters to me."

"Cute." You chuckle. "Well, I'm looking forward to it." The phone conversation continues, even as you start getting up to finish up your homework. You easily felt comfortable with Jungkook, talking about random things and going off on different tangents. The more you slowly got to know him and the type of person he was, the more you felt torn. You just had this discussion with Ryujin and you were confident at the time; but as the day went on, you really couldn't stop considering Jin as an option. You wanted to hold onto something that wasn't even yours to begin with. On top of that, here was the added complication of Jungkook. Although it was too early to really determine what was going on between you and Jungkook, you didn't wanna stop exploring the possibilities with him. So now, you were in this predicament where you wanted to hold onto something that wasn't even yours to begin with, but you also wanted to see what Jungkook was about.

How the fuck do you even see your way out of things like this without hurting anyone?

[ start flashback ]

Jin held your hips as you straddled him, guiding your hips as you rode him on the edge of his bed. You fixed your position so that you rested your feet on the bed, your hands on his shoulders and your legs working inwards in circular motions. You watched as Jin tilted his head back, his hands now running up your back to help support you.

"You know how to ride my dick so fucking well." He groans as he tilts his head back in pleasure.

"God, fuck, I'm gonna cum, Jin." You moan, gripping onto his shoulders tightly, nails scratching the surface and leaving red marks. His soft hands are caressing your back as he leans forward to lick a stripe up your cleavage and to your neck. He begins to suck gently on the base of your neck, gently nipping at your skin. He makes his way up to your lips as your hands are gripping around his thick neck, fighting for dominance with your tongue. His moans are captured inside your mouth as you begin to lightly bounce on his cock. Once you feel yourself beginning to spiral out of control and lose your senses, you begin to moan loudly, calling for Jin as if he wasn't just sitting below you, feeling you cum all over him.

He watches your facial expressions change as you ride out your high, making it enough for him to blow his load right into you. The veins on his neck begin to pop out as you hold him close, him filling you up and coating your walls with his seed while you continue to grip his neck and—

[ end flashback ]

"Y/N!" Jimin says at a rough, low whisper. "Hello?" You shake your head to bring yourself back to reality, the events of last night constantly taking up your conscience. It's obvious the promise you had made Ryujin was proving difficult to keep, being that you brought your ass over to Jin's house last night for another good fuck. You had hurriedly got yourself up and out of his house to make it to work, with Jin almost coaxing you into another round of 'me & you' time. And god, did you wanna risk being late for work for it, especially since Grace would be back later in the day.

"Sorry, Jiminie." You say, taking out a piece of binder paper. "W-what are we doing?"

"We have to work on this question together." He furrows his eyebrows a bit, confused as to why you've been in a daze all class. "Are you okay? You've been out of it all class."

"I'm fine. I just barely got any sleep last night and I'm dying to go home."

"Mmm, okay. Well, we're almost there, just hang tight." He continues to write his notes. You shoot Jin a look at the front of the room, a very subtle smirk on his face as he presses his glasses against his face and makes his way around the room to check on the rest of the class. Jimin is leading most of the conversation, and you know he's doing this because he's worried about you but he doesn't wanna press much on what's been bothering you. After a few minutes, Jimin changes the topic as you both are almost finishing up the partner work. "So, have you talked to Jungkook?"

"Yeah, I have." He smiles. He smiles from ear to ear because he really wanted to see you happy after all the things you've gone through and he was excited to see what could come out of this. And, that smile gets you every single time because if he only knew, he would be incredibly disappointed in you. Jimin was the one you were afraid of disappointing because he meant a lot to you [along with Ryujin and Taehyung] and he thought so highly of you. He never failed to remind you of it, and how he truly adored the strength you had.

Welp.

"So?" You chuckle.

"What?"

"Are you gonna go on the date with him?"

"I am, tomorrow."

"Oh shit!" He says excitedly. "Y/N has a date with Jungkook." He repeatedly teases and looks over at Taehyung and Ryujin working behind you two.

"Jimin, quit." You whine.

"You two doing okay here?" Jin comes from behind you, his facial expression slightly unamused.

"Sorry, yeah, we're good!" Jimin responds in typical Jimin fashion, chuckling and throwing a thumbs up his way. Jin simply nods, then fixates on you while pointing the piece of paper in his hand towards your way.

"Can I speak to you after class, Miss Y/L/N?"

"Yeah, sure." You swallow the lump in your throat as he sends you a reassuring smile before walking off.

"Whatever it is, tell him I didn't copy your shit word for word." You throw your pen at Taehyung.

"You're an idiot." Ryujin flashes you a look, dying to say something, but she knows she can't since she promised she wouldn't around Tae and Jimin.

[ryujin] 7:34pm: what the fuck is that about?

[y/n] 7:35pm: how do i know?!

[ryujin] 7:36pm: you should since you've been riding that man's dick! i'm onto you, woman! you said you promised :( come on, stay strong for jungkookie

[y/n] 7:37pm: ugh, i'm pretty sure it's nothing, okay? relax

You shoot her a look in hopes that she'll quit acting the way she is before the boys question you both. Class begins to wrap up, with you and Jimin passing your papers forward to be looked at and graded. The classroom is slowly emptying, your friends almost being the last ones out.

"Do you want us to wait for you?" Jimin asks as you both are about to approach the front desk. You shake your head and give him a reassuring squeeze.

"I'll be fine." He shrugs.

"Get some sleep then, okay? You worry me. Text me if you need anything." He ruffles your hair before walking out. You watch as Taehyung follows behind, quickly caressing your chin before shooting Jin a nod and walking out. Ryujin simply looks at you as she walks out, slowly hovering by the door as you turn your attention towards Jin.

"Uhm." He chuckles as he sees Ryujin still peeking by the door. "Is there anything else I can help you with, Miss Shin?"

"Noooo." She presses her lips tightly together as she slowly passes the door. You mouth for her to go and she simply rolls her eyes and walks away completely. Jin walks over to the door and shuts it close, being sure that no one else is hovering around.

"What do you need?" You hold onto your books tightly.

"Wanted to make sure you were okay."

"What makes you think I'm not okay?" You ask. You put up this wall in between you and Jin every time you have to be his student. You only felt obligated to, and you sure as hell didn't wanna make it obvious that there were things going on between you two beneath the surface. Having Ryujin know was enough work alone.

"You do know I can see you during class, right?"

"I'm fine. I'm just really tired." He nods.

"So, going on a date with Kook tomorrow, huh?" You roll your eyes.

"What's this really about, Jin?"

"Why are you catching an attitude with me? It's just a question."

"Yeah, I am." You look at him, the jealousy coming through to his eyes. He doesn't say much, nor does he break contact with you as he leans over on the front desk.

"Have fun with that."

"I will. Don't you have to pick up your fiancé?" He looks at his watch.

"In a few, yeah." You roll your eyes and subtly shake your head. Honestly, you have no fucking idea why there was so much bitter tension in the air between you two right now. You both had no right to be acting this possessive or jealous, especially Jin. But, he was wreaking of it and he didn't even have to try to show it. He wasn't even trying to shield it, for that matter.

"Good, you should get going then. Let me get out of your way—"

"I still wanna see you."

"And how is that gonna work?"

"You can tone it down, you know? No one's here." He says, slightly feeling agitated by your attitude. "Last time I remember correctly, you were in my bed calling my name."

"Jin." You flatly say. "Look, I don't know how that's possible. Maybe it's just something we need to tone down in general." He lightly scoffs.

"Okay. Clearly not trying to make ends meet here."

"Not with Grace around."

"Not with Jungkook around either." He retorts.

"I can do what I want, even if that includes your brother." You cut your eyes at him. "I'm not the one engaged, remember? Are we finished here?" Where the fuck did all this attitude and bitter energy come from? You had no idea. You were just going along with Jin's vibe, and quite frankly, he had started it with slipping Jungkook into the conversation the way that he did.

With reality really slapping you in the face tonight, you were beginning to understand how incredibly difficult it would be to keep this up with Grace back. You weren't sure if you could keep up. You knew it wasn't worth it, but Jin certainly had his ways to keep you wrapped around his finger.

Part of you also can't help but feel your pussy throb at this entire encounter. You knew he'd fuck you good and senseless with all this energy—Nope! We are not going there.

"Just about." He says lowly as he watches you swing the door open and slam it close.

"Hey!" Ryujin says coming out of the corner. You should've known.

"Girl, why the hell am I even surprised you came out of the corner like that?"

"I don't know, beats me. You should know me by now."

"Where's Chim and Tae?"

"Went home. I said I needed to stay behind to finish up some things." She flipped her hair. "So, what was that about?"

"Can you believe he has the nerve to ask me about the date with Jungkook? Made me catch an attitude with him."

"Ooooh, he doesn't like it one bit. How spicy." She catches herself. "Except we're not doing anything with Jin, remember?!"

"Too late, I already fucked him again last night." You blatantly spill the beans. Ryujin already knows, there's no point in hiding it.

"Oh for Christ's sake, I knew it! You both wreak of day after secret sex!"

"What is that even supposed to mean!"

"I know you both are trying really hard not to be obvious, but it's obvious, honey. You two can't stop staring at each other! You need to quit it, now."

"I am, okay? Grace is back."

"If she wasn't, would you be back at his place though?"

"I don't know." She groans.

"Wrong answer!"

"Look, calm down. Maybe things will change tomorrow." You say in a positive light.

"Hopefully?! Please don't hurt the guy, Y/N. He seems like a sweetie who would take good care of you!"

"I hear you."

"Please." She pleads. You have never seen her plead like this before, so you knew it was serious. "Don't do this to yourself. You've already been through enough."

"Okay, Ry. I won't." You squeeze her arm. The rest of the walk to your cars is pretty silent, with Ryujin updating you a bit on the latest news of her love life. To be honest, the entire conversation with Ryujin had brought your spirits down. It was hard to focus on whatever she was saying because you were too busy thinking about your own thoughts. It's annoying as hell. Why the fuck was this so hard for you?

Later that night, you get yourself into a nice, hot bath, scrolling through your phone as you and Jungkook text each other back and forth. You hadn't heard from Jin, but you didn't know why you were looking for him knowing where he was at. To be fair, he really did want to talk to you. He was starting to feel needy, and almost possessive. He felt greedy with you, even though he knew it wasn't right. Picking up Grace, he tried his hardest to put on his 'welcome home' face, his 'i missed you' face; even though he had been pretty occupied with other things.

And so when he gets home, Grace suddenly throws herself on her fiancé, almost like she had been gone for months on end. He wasn't expecting it, but he was a man who had needs, so he lets it happen. He wraps himself up, knowing Grace wasn't on any type of birth control and knowing where he had been. She doesn't question it because it wasn't anything new - she knew Jin wasn't ready for kids and nor was she being at this point in her career. Nothing has changed for her as she gets home, although lots has for him. He's trying his hardest to get into the soft, vanilla sex that Grace was always into, but he couldn't get your face out of his mind. And as completely and utterly fucked up this is, you're what gets him off tonight. The nasty, filthy shit you do to him, the faces you make, the way you yell his name like no one else exists - your moans repeating in his head over and over again like sirens.

And Grace has no idea what's going on in that itty bitty head of his. She just enjoys the fact that she can come home to him and have sex with him like any ordinary couple who had been away from each other. They cum together once and she calls it a night, when Jin could go for hours with you, pussy and cock almost throbbing in pain from how much you two can't keep your hands off of each other in one night.

She doesn't know you exist. She doesn't know you've slept on her side of the bed.

She doesn't know you're the one who's actually fucking Jin right now with the way he's thinking about you.

You're exactly what he needs to get off.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Can you do a list of Mic being pure w/ his favorite student, (y/n) (like, he’s not afraid to show it), but she’s living with her friend and their family since she’s alone in Japan, and trying to keep it a secret. But when he finds out he’s just “ASDFGHJKLWHAT”, and he’s trying to help her with so many things, which soon evolves to “custody of child—”.

https://dontbesoweirdkira.tumblr.com/post/189518600672/hey-its-me-again-i-hope-you-are-still-open-for

A/N: I first would like to say I ALSO HAVE EATEN A NUCLEAR REACTOR...it tasted like radiation and strawberries yummy!  Here’s your soft present mic X student. I hope you enjoy.  

(I kind of made it where you aren’t fully living with your friend. Just bouncing from the streets to her house every so often if that makes sense??)Requests open

-So at first Mic didn’t notice anything was up...well no he did but he kind of brushed it off since he didn’t want to cross any boundaries.

-Like when he asked for your parents signature but they were always somehow “out of town” or “working overtime” 

-Or when he was going to offer you a ride home since it was pretty late but you just insisted to walk by yourself. And how you didn’t bother to call them and let them know you were going to be home a bit later than usual. 

-He was always curious but like i said he didn’t want to cross a boundary and make you feel uncomfortable about something so personal. Besides how would he bring it up?

-”Hey Y/N, Why do you always conveniently “forget” to fill out your home address on forms?” 

-Yeah see his dilemma?^ And like what if it was nothing and it really was just a convenience.  It seemed better to leave it alone and not worry. You’d tell him if something was going on, right?

-Maybe one day you’re talking to your friend and He’s just around the corner so he overhears the conversation.

-”Hey Y/N, my family is going out of town for a few weeks. I- i would ask if you could come with so you’ll have some place to stay but we are going out of the county and you know how that is..”

-”Oh..um..Don’t worry, I'll figure something out.”

-”Are you sure? I- i can always leave the house key so you can have somewhere safe to go? But uhm, My cousin might come over every so often to watch a game or to check the house so be alert and make sure he doesn’t see you.” 

-”N-No it’s okay, seriously. I’ll find somewhere to go, thank you though. ”

-”Well, I'll leave the key under the doormat if you change your mind, we’re leaving in the afternoon tomorrow so after then the place will be yours for a bit.I’ll text you later, ‘kay?”

-He’s shocked?? Like he thought maybe your at home life wasn’t good or maybe you were embarrassed about living in a low income place, but you were homeless?? And you’ve been staying with your friends every so often?? Why didn’t you tell him? Did you not feel comfortable? He’s in this weird state of shock and acknowledgement.

-For the rest of the school day hE Is cOnTemPlaTiNg oN WhaT tO Do. He’s not sure how he should bring it up or even if he should bring it up. 

- *is casually being torn apart internally as he’s trying to teach english*

-*dEeP sPaCe STarE while he is standing at the board pointing to the sentence structures*

-”Sensei, are you oka-”

-”IMTHINKINGASHARDASICANTOFIGUREOUTASOLUTIONDONTPRESSUREMEoKaY.”

-lolol but once classes are over he taps you on the shoulder and asks if he could walk with you home for a bit. You visibly nervous, you reject and say “Umm It’s all right Mr.Hizashi, you’re busy and I don't want you to take up any of your time plus it’s late and I'm tired and i have to go and-”

-”Y/n...You don’t have to make up excuses, I know you don’t have anywhere to stay.”

-stopping in your tracks, your eyes went wide and you faced him 

-”I heard you talking to that friend this morning.”

-M-mr.Hizashi I can explain-”

-cutting you off once again he begins “Hey, you don’t have to do any of that. It’s your business. But I don’t want you to just roaming around or staying anywhere alone anymore, okay? If you would like, I have an extra bedroom at my house, you can stay there until we get everything sorted.”

-”No..Mr.Hizashi...It’s okay..I’ll be okay, I’ve always have. Plus you have been such a great teacher and already went out of your way more than what I could have asked...staying with you would be too much.”

-”Y/n, it’s okay to ask for help. I seriously don’t mind. At least stay for the night so you can eat and have a roof over your head, then in the morning we’ll figure something out.”

-You hesitantly accepted but you told him that you’d be out of his hair as soon as the next morning hit.

-That night going to his house was...nice to say the least. The guest bedroom that he had was bigger than your friend’s kitchen and nicer than any place that you’ve stayed at. It really was heaven. So warm and cosy. There was a nice sense of nostalgia and security, something you’ve haven’t felt in years. His home was somewhere anyone would want to live in their whole lives. 

-”Once you’ve settled down, you can come to the dining room. I ordered some take out, I figured you’d be hungry.”

-For a moment you sat on the fluffy bed and just took in everything. God was so good to you right now and honestly you thanked him. Although it frustrates you to think that this would only last for a second and you’d be back on the streets, roaming around. Yeah yeah, Hizashi wants to help you but you knew soon he’d get tired of your presence in his house…..they all did. 

-Taking a deep breath, you went to go meet hizashi in the dining room.

-He welcomed you then motioned you to sit down at any of the seats at the table. “Oh hey, there’s miss america. You may sit anywhere you’d like. And help yourself to the food here.”

-You sat down across from him, only not to look at him just to have your eyes on the empty plate in front of you. You didn’t really touch any of the food actually or even make a sound. You weren’t trying to be rude or anything, you just..there was a lot on your mind and facing hizashi seemed difficult.

-”Are you okay Y/N? I hope sushi is okay. I- i meant to um ask what you would like to eat first. I’m sorry.”

-”No I’m sorry for-,”  twiddling your thumbs for a moment you then looked towards the blonde fellow “Mr.Hizashi..My parents left when I was around three but they left me with my aunt. She was a very good person and took good care of me but she got very ill...and um you know. At first I was living in her apartment but i couldn’t pay for it when it was time for rent so..I stayed with my friend for a couple of months. But her parents kind of got tired of me staying there and it was this thing, so I lied and told them I found a family member to stay with. And um up until now I've been staying on the streets. Sometimes having a sleepover once every so often.”

-”Y/n…”

-”I didn’t tell you because I was so scared… I didn't know what to do and I really really don’t want to go in foster care or anything so I just thought I was better off keeping it from you. But I guess it backfired anyways because you still found out haha….I’m sorry Hizashi. I hope you don’t think of me any less. I- it was a tough situation and all and you know how that is...”

-He immeadately stood up, walked over to you and hugged you. It was with So mUcH compassion and genuine love. You really was his favorite student no scratch that HIS FAVORITE HUMAN i swear he would end the world for you. 

-He gave you a little cheek kiss and was like “I’m not letting anyone put you in foster care and I'm sure as hell am not kicking you out even if i have to take custody of you.”

-”w-wait what? wAiT wHaT???”

-”KID IM fucking keeping you here safe with me even if i’m in court all year. We are going to make this work somehow, you aren’t doing this alone anymore. Do you understand?”

-YeAh hEs cRyInG iM cRyinG yOuRe CryInG wE aLl CryinG 

-BRO YOU ARE UGLY CRYING NOT NO SOFT CUTE CRY LIKE HAHA YOU SOUND LIKE A WALRUS TRYING TO SAY ‘t-tH-Th-HaNKy-yyy-YoUUU-UOi  mR hIzZaShIiIi”

-He whipes the tears of your cheeks and ruffles your hair 

-”it’ll be okay Y/N, I promise.”

-I swear he’s like rushing to the computer and trying to figure out how to adopt you.

-”HoW tO aDoPt a ChILD wHen You aRe a hEro.”

-There's an actual wiki-how about it???????

-No but he’s really doing his research and is visiting lawyers trying to find the right one. He has them immediately looking into everything and making sure that his chances of getting you is as high as possible. 

-He’s up late at night on the phone, emailing,  and writing

-He has pounds and pounds of evidence that he is the most fit person to take care of you. He is not playing whatsoever

-He already let’s you decorate and he even gives you an office so you can do work or whatever. He most definitely brought you clothes and stuff for your room.

-When the courts and everything finally approves it after a long year of fighting, he picked you up and spun you around.

-”What did I tell you?!? I was not going to lose you and i made sure of that. And starting today and the rest of  forever you’ll never have to be alone.”

-BonUs

-100% takes you out somewhere super fun and nice. 

-”Wait we must take a selfie, The first day we are legally Father-daughter!”

-The most chaotic duo now, Everyone at school knows he adopted you and like he won't let anyone forget it.

-MISSSSSS AMERICAAAAAAA, is now, MISSSSSSS HIZAAAAASSSHHHHHIIIIIIII.

-”WHEEEEERRREEEE ISSS MYYYY LITTLE MUSHROOM???”

-”YYYYYY/NNNNN YOU LEFT YOUR BAG IN MY MINIVAN.”

-He has a minivan now. It also has a ‘Yeah I’m a soccer dad and i’m proud’ sticker on it.

-He joined the PTA 

-HE IS SOOO BIASED I SWEAR NO ONE IS ABOVE YOU IN HIS CLASS AND NO ONE BETTER SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT

-Always hugging you and giving you little cheek kisses when he sees you in the halls

-Made a titled track called “Now a dad”

-he most definitely wears ‘Best Dad’ shirts now. He also is in a ‘Single dad’s in Japan’ group now

-”I think we look just alike, Don’t we Y/N?” you both smiled and posed at the same time

[tiaragqueen]

Good Boyfriend

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Pro Hero! Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,2k+

✂ Trigger Warnings: Manipulation

[Edited]

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“You're always pestering me to do impossible things. ‘A boyfriend who does that is bad for you,’ all my friends tell me, and they were against you.” - 100 Meter Conbini [AKB48]

“A boyfriend who pressures you to do the things you don’t want to do is bad for you.”

You remembered what your friend said to you a few days ago when you recounted the story of Bakugou forcing you to quit your part-time job. You understood that he did it with your best interest in mind – at least, that was what you hoped – because he saw just how fatigued you were. He’d told you that he’d help you pay your bills and everything else; his salary as a famous Pro Hero was enough to cover the necessities and even another stomach.

“Just focus on your study,” he said, waving a dismissive hand when you inquired about his reason. As appreciative as you were with his help, you didn’t want to rely on him more than necessary. Sure, he was your boyfriend, but he had no responsibility to cover your bills. He wasn’t your husband, for God’s sake!

However, you knew that if you complained about this to him, he’d most likely dismiss you again or yell for you to just shut up and accept it. The unpredictability of his response was always daunting; something that you never told him in fear of his reaction. He might’ve grown a bit calmer in adulthood, but traces of his less than pleasant attitude would always remain.

And that meant his observation was still as keen as ever, possibly even sharper than in the past.

“Oi, what’s with the long face?” he inquired gruffly, calloused hands gripping the guard rail that separated the road from the cliff. He liked to bring you here on nights where you both weren’t able to sleep, driving around the city aimlessly and enjoying the nippy air. The road was quiet and empty, saved for the distant chirps of crickets. It was probably your favorite spot now.

You snapped out of your thoughts and blinked repeatedly. Bakugou patiently waited for you to gather your bearing, noting that you’d spaced out a lot lately.

“I’m fine.” you tittered. “Just thinking about… stuff.”

He quirked a brow. “And what is this ‘stuff’?” he prodded.

“Nothing important.”

“Were you thinking about your job again?”

You fell quiet. He wasn’t wrong, you did think about it occasionally. You wondered what your boss had reacted when Bakugou texted them that you wanted to resign, or whether your colleagues missed you at all. Bakugou never bothered to answer your questions further except for a simple ‘it’s done’, and you found out that he’d deleted their contacts under the pretense of keeping your attention to college.

Oddly enough, none of them ever attempted to contact you, either. It was like they’d vanished from the face of Earth, or maybe that was just you. Honestly, you couldn’t blame them for being mad at you regarding your abrupt resignation. You would be mad, too. And it wasn’t as though you had enemies in there, anyway. You always tried to maintain friendly, or at the very least, professional relationship with them.

Still, it hurt to be forgotten that easily. Did you even mean something to them? Or were you just another worker, a mere blip in their lives?

You���d never know the answer because Bakugou always prevented you from leaving beyond going to the campus. During his day off, he liked to accompany you to the grocery store or wherever you wanted to be. Sometimes, he even bought you groceries himself. It was a stroke of rare luck – almost a blessing – that you managed to reunite with your friend without his knowledge, either.

Maybe he really was bad for you.

At your silence, Bakugou sighed. “Told you to stop thinking about ‘em. You’re not working for them anymore, so why do you still bother?”

“It’s not that easy, okay?” Running a hand through your slightly messy locks, you frowned almost frustratingly. “I’ve been working in there for so long, and then suddenly I quit–” you sighed woefully, staring down at the dark wisp that blanketed the cliff below. “Do they even miss me?”

“They don’t.” You snapped your head towards him. Bakugou merely gazed forward, his apathetic face served to burden your constricting chest. “Visited them a month ago, didn’t look like they missed anyone at all.”

“O-oh, is that so?” You couldn’t keep the tremble from affecting your voice as you looked away, tears pricking your eyes. “That’s quite... disappointing.”

It was heartbreaking, but you opted to stay silent. You had a feeling that he’d hate you to cry over them. You couldn’t bring yourself to question why he told you now, either.

“Told you already.”

You bit your lip at his condescending remark. Well, how would you know? It wasn’t as if he allowed you to go anywhere unsupervised, anyway.

A surge of exasperation flowed through your veins as you balled your hands against the railing. Your friend was right; he was bad for you. That’s why you couldn’t let this continue any longer. You needed to stop him before his tendency worsened.

“Bakugou, maybe we should just break up.”

You jolted a little when he snapped his head towards you. Gone was the nonchalance that smoothed over the wrinkles on his face, replaced by frigid acrimony that congealed your blood.

“What? What did you just say to me, [Name]? Care to repeat that?” he inquired through ground teeth.

You gulped, trying to keep the shiver at bay. Suddenly, the night felt a lot colder, not even your jacket was enough to give you any warmth.

“I… I said we should break up,” you replied somewhat meekly.

Bakugou said nothing for the next couple of minutes. He merely glared daggers at you as the wind howled in the background, filling the tensed silence between you.

“… It’s that girl, isn’t it?”

You froze, dilated eyes transfixed on nothing in particular. And yet, you still had some courage – or stupidity – to fool him. “N-no, of course not. I–”

“Don’t lie to me, [Name],” he growled, earning a flinch from you. “You think I didn’t know that you went out with her without my permission?”

“That’s exactly it, Bakugou!” You skillfully directed the focus on him, just like it should be. “You’re always trying to control me. That’s not how a good boyfriend is supposed to act.

“What do you know about that, anyway? Am I not your first boyfriend? How do you know the difference between a good and a bad boyfriend?”

“W-well, that’s…” Damn it, he caught you there. He truly had a strong memory. “That’s because… a good boyfriend wouldn’t try to dictate his girlfriend.”

“What makes you think I’m dictating you?” he retorted smoothly, though his darkening features suggested otherwise. His patience was wearing thin, you realized. “You do realize how dangerous the world is, don’t you? There’s always danger in every corner, and with me as a Pro Hero, the chance of you being attacked is high. Isn’t it a ‘good’ boyfriend’s job to protect his girlfriend?”

You opened your mouth, trying to counter him with anything – even if it was a petty insult – but you couldn’t even form the right words. He already defeated you at your own game, and there was nothing left for you to do other than anticipating his next strike.

Bakugou spared you a sinister glance as he turned his body towards the cliff. “If you say that nonsense again, I won’t hesitate to lock you in your own house.”

[tetsunova]

I am an ambivert and a Cancer. I go by she/they. I’m 5’11”🧍‍♀️I’m tall- Personality type is INFP. Most of the time I skateboard or run cross county for my high school. I absolutely love science. I’d say the pictures below describe my aesthetic. I normally wear flannels, crop tops, ripped mom jeans but I wear a lot of hoodies. I look for someone that is caring towards me, likes to cuddle a lot, and gives cute little gifts ex. ‘I got you a shiny rock, it reminded me of you.’ But also someone with a sense of humor. I have very dark humor and need someone that won’t take it literally.

a/n: i’m a bean compared to all of you😭 please teach me how to skateboard

i match you with…

Suna Rintarou

how you both met: you were assigned a project where you both were asked to write reports on each other’s sports. He’d not be interested in talking to you at first and kept it strictly professional until you cracked a dark joke. Suna started warming up to you after that.

how he asked you out: You we’re just about to go skateboarding when you noticed a little sticky note on your skateboard. ‘Go out with me stanky. Tick the box if yes and cross for no and return the note to me in class tomorrow.’ You just ended up saying yes the moment you saw him and didn’t give him the sticky note because you wanted to keep it for yourself. He realised later and texted you the details of your date.

Random Headcannons

He’d go to the skate park with you and take embarrassing pictures of you the second he got the chance

Would 100% steal your flannels and deny it

Asks you to teach him how to skateboard and this time you end up taking embarrassing pictures of him

If the Miya twins are around they’d take cute candid pictures of you both and send it to Suna. He’d blush immediately and the only time you’d see them is when he posts with you on ig

Will tease you for liking science but knows his limits

Randomly facetimes you at three in the morning saying he can’t sleep (he actually just missed you but doesn’t say it)

Takes cute couple pictures with you

Will send you dark humour memes

He likes how protective you get when other girls approach you so he teases you often

A song that reminds me of you both

SWEET/ I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE - Tyler, the creator ft. Brent Faiyaz, Fana Hues

bonus

another great match would be tsuki and you. he’d love the way your humour and his snarky comments are a weapon against everyone. Power couple honestly. He’d give you gifts and would freak tf out but try to hold it in when he saw your reaction.

[gogo-karasuno]

hey, I love your headcannons and want one where your basically list some of the characters kinks and why, as well as whether they’re dom, sub, etc. please do oikawa, kuroo, akaashi, bokuto, and nishinoya 🥺🥺

Thank you so much!!

I filled all characters but I’m putting this under a read more because it is super long.

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Oikawa

He’s a total Switch but his default is acting like Bratty Sub. Touro’s really good at reading people, learning what their buttons are, and then relentlessly pushing them. As a Dom, he enjoys pushing someone till they get huffy and demanding; especially if they’re just as much of a brat as him. As a Sub, he really wants someone to put him back in line. You can have control but you have to fight him for it.

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Anyone who has seen him for three seconds realizes he has a Praise Kink a mile wide. It doesn’t matter which headspace he’s in just tell him he’s doing a good job. I imagine he’s also prone to lavishing his partner with praise as well. It’s only fair that they know how amazing they are as well.

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Over-stimulation is another thing with him. There’s this razor sharp edge between enough and too much that he enjoys skating across. The pleasure-pain is such a fascinating sensation. He’ll readily accept being overstimulated or offering the pleasure to his partner.

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I also see him really into being watched and/or instructed at the same time? It ranges from a partner just observing him getting himself off to inviting other partners to watch or participate in the events of the night. There’s something above the attention that just gets him riled up.

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Kuroo

I 100% see him as a Dom. I don’t however see him as someone who exerts his control with overt displays of power but more about provocation. It’s subtle nudges that gets you to do what he wants or keeps you riled up. I feel like an extension of this would be him enjoying a partner that can keep him on his toes.

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Dirty Talk is a huge thing for him. It can range from flirtatious bordering on scandalous texts leading up to the night to extra excitement during the act itself. He gets to tell you everything he wants to do to you and actively encourages you to do the same. If you stumble over words or blush he’s teasing you but loves it. Should this be a skill you lack then he’s more than willing to teach you.

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This boy will mark you the fuck up. We’re talking hickeys up and down your thighs, chest, hips, back, you name it. If you feel uncomfortable with marks showing then he’s more than okay with avoiding leaves traces in those areas. But, expect him to double up his efforts in other places.

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Sensory Deprivation is another thing he really enjoys experiencing with his partners. A personal favorite is blinding folding them while teasing them with touches and words of exactly what he wants to do to them. His goal is to have them close to the edge before he even touches them. Don’t think this is just for his partner. Kuroo’s just as happy for you to return the favor to him. He knows he’s a tease and it’s only fair you get to return the favor on occasion.

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Akaashi

I actually see him as another Switch. His default mode is to be Submissive because it gives someone else control. He’s very analytical and I imagine he tends to up in charge where he is in his life. So the bedroom serves as a great place to hand that control over. But, other times he wants to take point in there as well.

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This boy is a literally nerd so I see him fucking loving sexting. What’s better than building up anticipation with lots and lots of words? If he’s feeling cheeky he’ll send you absolutely filthy texts where he knows you have to hide your reactions. The fact he’s great at holding his poker face makes it feel so unfair.

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Feminization. I just see him really enjoying getting into his Subspace in a way that removes him from his usual life. Seriously, the flush on his cheeks as he dresses himself up in pretty outfits, puts on makeup, and does his hair is so relaxing. Or, you can help him as he goes by talking to him, picking out pieces or makeup, etc. Adding onto this is excellent aftercare for him includes helping him drop this persona he gets to adopt.

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Between the literary and general creative streak I imagine him to have, Akaashi loves roleplaying. There’s so many different dynamics the two of you can experiment with as you go. Anything from generic romance tropes to whatever you dream up. There’s bonus points for having sexy costumes and good effort. Maid Scenes are a strong hit and who is the maid easily changes.

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Bokuto

I don’t really see this ball of chaos having a preference really. The general sense you get from him is a more Dom role just because of how loud he can be. But, in the same way his moods can shift I imagine the same is for his preferences.

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Another person with a Praise Kink a few miles wide. Just tell him how good he is, how much you appreciate him, etc. to really fire him up. Careful with the line though because you could end up feeling the night for a while. But, hey, if you’re into that then by all means push him.

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Rough Sex is kind of a thing for him. It’s less to do with risking hurting his partners and more because of his excitement. Lots of hickeys, biting, hands grabbing hips, maybe some hair pulling, etc. But, don’t think this is just him acting on you. Oh no, not at all. Do the same to him. Drag your nails down his back, pull his hair, nip at his shoulder. He adores when you give what you get.

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Bondage feels like something he would enjoy. It’s less about tying his partner up (unless they make that request) and more about helping him to focus on what’s happening. Think of it as a way to level the playing field. Instead of you reacting to him this gets to be his chance reacting to you. This is also prime time to turn him into a begging mess. The things this man will promise you while you straddle his hips and staring down into his eyes is wild. To really get him, sink down onto him and just don’t move for a bit. He’ll promise you ever imaginable thing in the world for that sweet, sweet sensation of movement.

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Nishinoya

I see Noya as another Dom but not in the traditional sense. This is more about how much he just loves taking care of you. There’s some thrill about knowing you’re feeling so good and it’s because of him. But, he also just wants to see you filled with bliss.

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You making Noise. He absolutely loves to hear how much you are enjoying yourself. It could be moans, groans, streams of curses, just you name it. Nothing says, “I’m doing a great job.” like hearing you hiss his name. The cherry on top is if you’re a quiet person and he’s getting these reactions from you. It makes him beam with pride that he’s getting you to make noise.

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Oral is a huge thing for him as well. Some days he may even take oral over traditional penetrative sex. There is such a level of intimacy that comes from letting teeth near some of your most sensitive bits. It is also something he firmly believes you should take your time with. So, when you blow him make it a building affair instead of jumping in at top speed. He’ll happily return the same for you while occasionally instructing you to look at him. Honestly, he’s getting just as much pleasure from this as you are receiving.

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Short skirts or shorts with thigh high socks or boots. He canonically went to Karasuno because of the cute girls uniforms. I could see it occasionally extending to the full uniform aesthetic but I imagine the main appeal is the covered to uncovered leg ration. So, go for something that shows a little leg but not all of it. Tease him with those glimpses so you have a great time. Sometimes it becomes a quickie but others get drawn out. Great times for all the be had.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #368

“whatever doesn’t kill you, is gonna leave a scar”

Have you ever bought a YouTuber’s merch? My favorite shirt is the Day of the Dead design by Cloak, which is Markiplier's and jacksepticeye's clothing brand. Mom's friend/former co-worker also got me a Ninja Sex Party shirt because she knew I liked them. There are SO MANY YouTubers I wanna support by buying shirts. Do you think oatmeal tastes better when made with water or milk? Milk, 110%. Have you ever left a note in a library book? No. What time of day do you prefer to wash your hair? Morning. Has anyone ever spread lies about you? Yes. Have you ever taken a photograph with a celebrity? If so, did it turn out the way you wanted, or do you wish you could retake it? No. If you could move out of your home country permanently, would you? If so, where would you go? If it didn't mean being so very far from my family, I would love to move to Canada. Is there a celebrity that everyone else seems to love, but you find totally overrated? Why is it that you don’t like them? I legit don't know who's considered currently popular, and I especially don't know who they are as people. If you could volunteer for any charity, which one would you choose? Do you think it’s more important to help humans, or are animal and environmental charities equally important? Something relating to animals, and I think they're both equally important. Do you prefer holidays where you relax, or actually do things? I like a mix. Something chill, but you still do some stuff as a family. Do you think that after we die our spirit is still alive? Yes. Has anybody ever told you that you could be a model? Someone has mistaken me for a model in a picture I once took. It was one of the most flattering things I've ever heard, haha. Do you use different kinds of moisturizer for different body parts? ie. hand lotion for your hands, face cream for your face. Or do you just use one moisturizer for all body parts? Yes. Have you ever felt like you were someone’s rebound? No. Has anybody ever broken up with you over something really pathetic? What was it? Have you ever been dumped in a disrespectful way? (eg. through text, through a friend..) I have 100% been dumped in a very cowardly and disrespectful way; after dating Jason for nearly four years and being very serious, he broke up with me very abruptly over Facebook Messenger. His reason was valid, but at the same time, he NEVER talked to me about it. Apparently my depression was dragging him down. If he'd fucking communicated it, I would have explored new treatment options so goddamn fast. But no, he decided to snap his fingers and disappear. That's exactly WHY it was so traumatic, I think: it was so unexpected and sudden. Did you have a lot of role models as a kid? Animal enthusiasts like Steve Irwin and Jeff Corwin for sure. Do you feel like anyone looks up to you? Why or why not? God no. I'm just... not someone to aspire to be like. What was the last thing you found offensive? I'm not sure. Who is the nicest person you know? My mom. Do you feel safe in your country? I feel safe in NC, rather. Like I don't expect an atom bomb or terrorist attack or something in this obscure area. In the U.S.A. itself, sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. America is definitely not loved by every other country. Do you feel safe where you live? Not in this city, no. Have you been falsely diagnosed with something by a bad doctor? Yup. Did y'all know I apparently have ADHD? I know, shocking. Have you ever had a doctor refuse to treat you? No. Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game): The first Silent Hill, probably. It took a lot of reading to get it. Do you know anyone who has been struck by lightning before? No. Which cartoon character would you want to keep as a pet? Does Stitch count? Or a Pokemon. Do you like marshmallows? Yes. What is your favorite flavor of candy cane? I really like the Jolly Rancher candy canes, I think they are? Have you ever fostered an animal? No. Do you still take hot showers when it’s hot out? Not as hot, but not cold except on very extreme occasions. When writing $ sign, do you draw one line through the S or two? Two. What animal have you always wanted as a pet but couldn’t have? I'm thankful that my parents were pretty open-minded to what pets I really wanted, but one I was never allowed to have was a ferret because of how messy and smelly they are. List three people you’ve had crushes on: Jason, Sara, and Sebastian were probably my biggest crushes. Have you ever thrown up from cramps? No, but god have I felt close. List three people you had a hard time forgiving. Jason, Colleen, and my dad. Who is the most spiritual person you know? Probably my sister's mother-in-law. Would you ever start a vlog? God no, I'd bore people to tears. Are your dreams coming true yet? I mean, I guess in some ways with my mental health. In my deepest depression, what I have now was a dream, even though current me is very discontent with it. Most of my dreams, though? No. Do you struggle with depression? I've been diagnosed with severe depression since 7th grade. Are you haunted by your past? A few things won't leave me alone. What medical conditions do you have? Just a lot. There are even more that are up for debate. I've talked about my diagnosed conditions enough. Do you use a Magic Bullet? No. What does your apron look like? I don’t have one. What are your favorite spicy foods? Hot Cheetos, Takis, hot wings, jalapeno pizza... Man, I love spicy food. Which do you like better: being an adult or being a kid? Being a kid. Were you excited to be a teenager on your thirteenth birthday? I had very mixed feelings. Did you feel insecure in high school? Shit, I still do. Would you ever be friends with someone who was suicidal? What the FUCK is this question? No fucking shit I would be. Someone being suicidal in no way affects who they are as a person. Who was the biggest bully in high school? I don't think there really was one. What was your favorite class in high school? Art. Would you rather have a daughter or a son? If I wanted kids, a daughter. Have you ever written to an advice columnist? No. Have you ever had a doctor not believe what you told him? Maybe? I did however have an employee at the ER the first time I went try to pry out of me that my self-mutilation was for attention, and it wasn't until I insisted about a dozen times that it wasn't that he believed me. It's odd looking back that I got REALLY attached to him during that stay, knowing now that it was absolutely horrible and extremely unhelpful for him to do that. If you’re female, would you feel uncomfortable having a male gynecologist? I would absolutely refuse to have a male one. Do you like Lisa Frank? Yeah, like can you talk about aesthetic. What gives you nightmares? Boy, I wish I could tell you, given how much I have them. Were you ever hospitalized as a child? No. Did you get senior pictures taken? No. What color is your bicycle? I don’t have one. Did you ever have to take home a fake baby in health class? No, thank fuck. Would you rather wear ivory or white on your wedding day? What color will your bridesmaids wear? I'd rather wear black. I think red will be the bridesmaids' color. Would you rather have a swimming pool or trampoline? I want a swimming pool so damn badly so I could exercise my legs without worrying about sweating, and I can stop and rest whenever I want, unlike going walking or something. I don't think my knees could handle a trampoline. Do you think babies are cute? Some, sure. But a lot, not really. Do you dream about the future a lot? Yeah. Do you think about your past a lot? Way too frequently. How good are you at living in the moment? I'm trying to get better at it. Have you ever questioned God’s existence? Yeah. Vanilla frosting or chocolate? Chocolate. What’s your favorite foreign cuisine? I've actually been exploring Italian pasta lately. I'm not a big fan of foreign food that I've tried, though. Have you ever moved to another state? No. Did you do anything productive today? No. .-. Can you say the alphabet backwards? No, actually. Do you like flowers? Of course; does anyone not? Have you ever thought you were gonna die? I didn't care if I did or didn't. What kind of mood are you in today? I was honestly really depressed through most of it. Just health stuff was really getting to me. I just woke up from what was honestly like a four-hour nap and I feel all right, I guess. What are you craving right now? I REALLY want Domino's jalapeno pizza. Is there anyone you would seriously punch right now if you had the chance? No. What is worse, physical or emotional pain? Definitely emotional. Have you ever walked in on somebody doing something… questionable? When Dad still lived with us, I think he might have been watching... you know... on TV when I came into my parents' room for something. Idk for sure though. I didn't ask, and I don't want to know. If you were to make videos on YouTube, what would they be of? Oh god, idk. I don't want to make any. What I'd have most fun with would be reptile education, but I 1.) have literally one snake, 2.) am not extremely educated on a good number of them and don't want to be misleading, and 3.) I would run outta content fast. So, leave it to Snake Discovery, haha. Posting pictures of yourself in a bathing suit on the internet - ok or not? Yes, it's okay????? If you're talking about me personally though, you won't see me dead in a bathing suit picture. Do you typically laugh when somebody falls down? No, I gasp and see if they're okay. What is the most disturbing movie you’ve ever watched? Paranormal Entity. The ending is... a lot. Your opinion of Katy Perry, please? I like a couple of her songs. If you could say anything to your Mom right now… what would it be? "Thank you for absolutely everything."

[spencersstrawberryjello]

Potential Lead (Chapter Two)

Chapter Two - You Might Be Right

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Summary: After a four am call with Spencer, Lex rushes into the local police station to help him out with the case. 

Warnings: Descriptions of graphic violence!!, swearing, mentions of the Tobias Hankel case (season two), and brief mentions of psychotic breaks and mental instability

Word Count: 3433

A/N: Here’s a link to the crime scene diagram that I drew up! (CW: More descriptions of violence, as well as a visual depiction of a map of a crime scene - no actual blood or gore, just red pen and a house floor-plan). On the side I wrote out some further information on cause of death that wasn’t mentioned in the chapter.

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I planned to call Dr. Spencer Reid in the morning to get an update on the case. He said they were speaking with Brian, and I was far too invested in what that scumbag had to say for himself.

What I hadn’t planned for, though, was to receive a call from the very same Dr. Spencer Reid, around four in the morning.

“Lex? Are you up?”

“What the fuck - Dr. Reid? What time is it?”

“Like four or something, I don’t know; listen, I’m sorry to wake you, but I think you might be right.”

“As much as I love to hear that, I’m gonna need you to be more specific.”

“Right about Brian, about your sister, the murder, all of it. I think you might be right.”

“Well shit.” I was fully awake now, sitting up in my bed as I’m sure he paced in front of a whiteboard somewhere downtown.

“Can you come in? Like, to the police station.”

“Now? Dr. Reid, you are aware that it’s four in the morning?”

“Lex, please just call me Spencer. And I know, I know and I’m sorry, but you’re our best lead on this so far. You saw what your sister’s marriage did to the both of you, and you know what you’re talking about. Like I said, I think you’re right. But we need to prove it.”

“What does the rest of your team think about this?” As much as I was already dying to jump back into this mystery, I really didn’t want the wrath of the FBI on my ass.

“They’re at the hotel right now, I couldn’t sleep - I’ll explain everything to them in the morning, but right now I need your help.”

“Spencer… why is this so urgent? What aren’t you telling me?”

“We had to let Brian go.”

“What? That douchebag killed someone and you let him leave?”

“We didn’t have any cause to keep him in holding! We have to let people go after 24 hours -”

“I know how the criminal justice system works, Spencer. Do you think there’s a chance he’ll kill again?”

“I - there’s a chance. Based on some stuff we found at the crime scene -”

That was all I needed to hear. If there was a chance this asshole could kill someone else, I wasn’t going to go back to sleep. “Fucking hell - I’m on my way.”

As much as my exhausted body protested, I practically jumped out of bed, pulling on a t-shirt and some jean shorts before grabbing a jacket and gym shoes and heading out to my car. It was pitch black outside, the streets of Tallahassee surprisingly quiet for a Saturday night. The hot air hit me the second I left my building, and I internally groaned, speeding up my walk to my car so I could reach the safety of the air conditioning.

I sped out of the parking lot, air conditioning cranked despite the lack of sunlight outside. There was a little voice in the back of my head telling me that I should’ve spent more time on this outfit, or put on a bit of makeup, but I pushed it away, filling my head with thoughts of the case instead. Spencer wouldn’t care if I looked a little bedraggled.

Not that I cared what Spencer thought, of course.

The police station was about twenty minutes from my apartment complex, but I got there in fifteen, swinging into the parking lot and shutting off my car before making my way to the front door. I considered knocking, but I wasn’t sure who else was working this late. So I opted to text Spencer instead.

I still had his number from when he called me earlier, and I shot him a quick text to let him know I was here. No less than a minute later, he was at the front door, opening it up to allow me inside.

“Hey - I’m sorry about this, I really shouldn’t have called you so late. Honestly, if you want to go home, I’d understand; I don’t know what I was thinking, there’s no reason to make you -”

“Spencer. You didn’t ‘make me’ do anything. Trust me, if I didn’t want to help, I would’ve told you as much. I’m not one for secrets.”

He smiled a bit, and I offered him a reassuring one back. “Well, I’m still sorry,” He said, “But the case information is all in here. Follow me.”

He led me back through the main hallway that Penelope Garcia had walked me down yesterday, but instead of turning right at the fork to go to the interrogation rooms, he went left, leading me to a series of empty conference rooms. One of them had multiple large rolling whiteboards up against the farthest wall, most of which were covered in pictures and writing. That was the room that he walked towards, before he turned and blocked me from getting through the doorway.

“Ok. So, I know that you know your sister is dead. And I know you know she was most likely murdered by her husband. But… you haven’t seen the crime scene. You haven’t seen exactly why we were called in. We don’t just get called in for regular homicides. There has to be a specific behavioral element, something that would make the local police believe they’d have more luck solving the case if they had a profile on the killer.”

I knew a bit about criminal justice, and behavioral science, from a couple classes I took my senior year of college. But I didn’t know much about the BAU, and the dead serious look on Spencer’s face was making me uneasy.

“So what you’re saying is… this isn’t gonna be pretty.”

“In layman’s terms, yes, this isn’t gonna be pretty. So I want to make absolutely sure that you want to help, that you’re ok with seeing stuff like that. That you’re ok with seeing your sister like that.”

Yes, I fucking hated my sister. But I was still hesitant to enter that room. Spencer could tell, because he followed up with.

“If you’re not comfortable with that, if you’d rather not have those images in your head, you can go home right now and forget I ever called you in here. We’ll update you on the results of the case, and you don’t have to be involved. It’s up to you.”

I shook my head. As hesitant as I was, there was no way I could leave now. I was far too invested. “No, I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? 100%?”

“Yes, Spencer. I’ll be ok.”

“Ok.” He nodded, turning around and heading into the room, making a beeline for the boards. I followed him, trying to figure out what could possibly be so bad that he would need to give me that kind of warning.

Now, I consider myself to be a pretty tough person. There wasn’t a lot that could phase me, I generally took a ‘go with the flow,’ nonchalant approach to life. But when I saw the crime scene pictures stuck to that board, I felt my face pale.

“Holy… fuck - you really think Brian is capable of this? I mean, he’s a dick, and I can fully believe he’s capable of murder, but… god -”

The pictures in front of me depicted a brutal scene… honestly, I’d never seen anything like it. They centered around one image: my sister, dead, on the kitchen floor. Her body was slumped up against the island, blood pooling around her. The other pictures also showed most of the blood spattered on the lower cabinets across from her body, but it was still pretty much everywhere around her. She appeared to have been stabbed multiple times, and yet, despite all the blood, there wasn’t a single fingerprint, footprint, hair - nothing that could point to the murderer. Nothing that I could see in the pictures, at least. I felt my heart start to pick up as I studied the scene, and I turned away, steadying my breathing and trying to fight back unexpected tears that pricked the corners of my eyes. When I glanced over at Spencer though, he wasn’t even looking at me. He was reading a file in front of him, responding to my question as he read.

“Well, I know that our prevailing theory is that he killed her in a fit of rage. But based on the overkill at the crime scene, I feel like something inside him might’ve snapped when he committed the murder.”

I regained control of my breathing enough to ask, “Like, a psychotic break?”

“Something like that, yeah. Which is why I’m so concerned. With this level of brutality, there’s a high probability that he’s already mentally devolving, and he could potentially go on to target other women who haven’t been able to follow through with their pregnancies.” He put the file down and finally turned to look at me, noticing my expression as I steadied myself on one of the conference table chairs.

“Lex, are you ok?”

“I’m fine. It’s just more gruesome than I expected it to be. I’ll be ok,” I insisted when his face fell, “It just caught me off guard.”

“I know, that’s why I warned you - are you sure you’re alright? Do you want… a hug? Or water, or something? I don’t know -”

I smiled a bit, my heart warming against my will at his concern. But my mind quickly dipped back into a territory that was a familiar distraction, and I smirked.

“As much as I’d love your hands on my body, I think I’ll have to take you up on that offer another time.”

He blushed, and I laughed, taking in a deep breath before returning my attention to the pictures on the board.

“Ok. So, what all do I need to know? Like, what’s going on here? Because from what I can tell, she was stabbed, and this guy - assuming it’s Brian, of course - fucking knows what he’s doing. No fingerprints, footprints, anything?”

“Nothing. The CSI team searched the entire house. The only noteworthy thing that we found were trace amounts of the victim - Sarah, sorry - her blood in the bathroom sink, in the bathroom across the hall from the kitchen. But there’s nothing at the crime scene that can directly connect the crime to anyone specific.”

“So how the hell are we going to prove it’s him?”

“Well, we always try to come into every case with no suspects in mind, so that it doesn’t impact our profile at all. Brian was the police’s prime suspect, he has been since the beginning - the husband almost always is, in these scenarios, unless they have a really good alibi - and I think he looks good for it now, but we didn’t know that when writing this.”

He handed me the file he’d been reading, open to a page that was a written account of their original profile.

“This is where I feel like you can help us most; I mean, you met Brian, didn’t you? Like, you attended their wedding, at the very least?”

“I met him a grand total of one time, at the wedding. I wasn’t in the wedding party, but I met him when I was talking to Sarah. He pretty much avoided me the whole time, which in retrospect, should’ve been a red flag, but I guess I didn’t really notice. When I did talk to him though, he was really rude. Like, he’d give me curt, one word answers, and then directly after disengaging from conversation with me, he’d turn around and start whispering to some of his buddies that were in the wedding party - the best man and all that shit - and gestured towards me. I still have no idea what he was saying, honestly.”

“Perfect - I mean, not perfect that he treated you like that, of course, that’s awful, and I’m sorry; I said ‘perfect’ because it means you can confirm that he matches up with the profile behaviorally. My mind kind of jumped ahead -”

“Spence, calm down. I understood what you meant.”

I felt a blush creep up the back of my neck at the accidental nickname, and I saw the same thing happen to him as we both came to an unspoken agreement to ignore it.

“Right. Ok. Um, anyway, would you mind reading over the profile and seeing if you think it sounds like a good description of him? Since you have the most experience with him outside of an interrogation room.”

I agreed, turning my direction to the profile I had in my hands.

The unsub is most likely male, and based on the overkill at the crime scene, most likely someone with a personal connection to the victim. Based on the disorganized nature of the kill, he is probably younger - late teens to early twenties - and has probably never killed before. However, there is a high probability that he is someone with deep rooted anger issues, and that may have caused him some problems in his life before this. He may have a history of issues at work or school from lashing out over small frustrations, and it’s most likely gotten him in trouble throughout his lifetime. Sarah was small, so it wouldn’t be hard to overpower her, but based on the blood spatter patterns, we do know that the unsub is right-handed, and slightly taller than the victim.

I skimmed the rest of the paper - which just contained concluding notes and instructions for local police - before looking back up at Spencer, who was staring at me as I read.

“It definitely sounds like him. I mean, based on what I know about him at least. Like I said, he generally avoided me - though there was this one time when they first started dating, before Sarah cut me off entirely,” The memory came rushing back to me, and I was shocked I hadn’t thought of it sooner, “I had already gone to my room for the night when I heard her return from a date with him. She was crying. I was going to go ask her what was wrong, but my mom beat me to it, seeing as both of my parents were in the living room watching TV when she got back. I heard her telling them that her and Brian had gotten into an argument. I can’t remember what they were arguing about, but the gist of it was that it was something completely ridiculous. And yet, she was crying like he had really hurt her. My parents were consoling her, so I just went back to bed, but honestly it sounds like he could’ve been aggressive, and that’s why she was so upset - I don’t know anything for sure, I only know what I overheard. But it would make sense.”

“But you’re immediately making assumptions to make him fit the profile; that’s exactly why we don’t go into cases with any suspects in mind. It’s an interesting conversation, and I’m happy you remembered it, but we can’t assume he was being aggressive just because your sister was upset.”

“That’s true… so where does that leave us?” I plopped down in one of the chairs, throwing my feet up on the table and laughing when Spencer gave my action the same look of disgust that he did when I put my feet up in the interrogation room.

“Do you think that he fits the profile?” He asked. I nodded.

“The age is a bit off - he’s 27, so it’s more late than early twenties - but everything else fits what I know about him perfectly.”

“Age is the hardest thing to profile, so it would make sense if that’s a little bit off.”

“So you really think he killed Sarah?”

“I mean, all signs point to him - I feel like we at least need to find a way to keep tabs on him. If he is the killer, then he’s devolving. Despite the lack of evidence at the crime scene, the crime itself would still be classified as disorganized, and disorganized crime scenes usually point to the unsub being more unpredictable, unstable. Like I said, I think he might’ve snapped when he killed your sister. Which means that other people could be in danger.”

“Well if people are in danger, then why don’t you tell the police chief or something? We need to get Brian back in here, or at the very least we need to get someone to stay up to date on his location. I don’t know what you guys have jurisdiction to do.”

“I’m not sure we’re going to be able to get him back in here without any actual forensic evidence… I’m calling Hotch right now. Give me a second - hey Hotch,” He had his phone up to his ear, and he filled Hotch in on his thoughts about the case. He paused his profiling for a minute to defend why he was still awake and working, but after about five minutes he hung up the call, turning back to me.

“The team’s on their way.”

“And they know I’m here?” I had heard him tell Hotch that I was, but I wasn’t sure if he was going to tell everyone else.

“Yes; I’m assuming Hotch will fill them in, at least. Your confirmation of the profile is what made him agree to come in - having Brian as a confirmed prime suspect gives us grounds to move forward.”

I nodded my understanding before asking, “When do you think they’ll be here?”

“The hotel they’re staying at is only about five minutes away - we always try to stay in hotels near the police stations in the cities that we’re staying in, that way we’re able to move quickly if we need to. I mean, there was one time where the team stayed directly at the unsub’s house, but that was an… exception.” His face slowly fell as he finished the sentence, almost as if he regretted saying it, but I was too intrigued to wonder why.

“Directly at the unsub’s house? Holy shit - what happened on that case?”

“Well, uh, I actually got kidnapped?” He phrased it like a statement, but the way he said it sounded more like a question. Probably questioning whether or not he should even be telling me this.

“Oh my god, Spencer, I am so sorry.”

“No no it’s fine, it was about two years ago at this point,” He was trying to shut down the conversation, but I’d be lying if I said that finding out that the man in front of me had been kidnapped wasn’t concerning information.

“Two years is not that long… are you ok?”

“I’m fine. I mean, I’ve gotten counseling… there are still days where I - you know what? My traumatic past isn’t important right now. You - you don’t need to be worrying about me; I’m sorry that I brought it up, I was just talking and not processing what I was saying and -”

“Spence.” He was rambling now, his hands moving quickly as he spoke, anxiety clearly clouding his mind. I grabbed his hands to still them, stopping him from speaking. “It’s ok. I asked what happened, you don’t need to worry about me worrying about you. Honestly, I just wanted to make sure that you were alright, that sounds fucking awful.”

“It was.” He looked like he was going to say something else, but he glanced down at my hands holding his, and cleared his throat, a blush coloring his features as he pulled his hands from mine. “It was. But I really am ok now. Trust me.”

“Ok,” I nodded, trying to ignore the way that my heart stung when he practically ripped his hands from mine, “I’m glad.”

He gave me an awkward tight-lipped smile, something I’d noticed him do a lot, and I was about to start another conversation when I heard the conference room door open. Both of our heads snapped in the direction of the sound, and we turned to see the team pouring in through the door.

“Lex Raymond, I assume?” Hotch asked. I rose from my seat, nodding and accepting the handshake he offered me. The rest of the team took seats around the table, and I noticed multiple of them desperately chugging coffee out of disposable paper cups. Someone passed one up to Spencer, who was standing in front of the board still. I took my seat again, and a man sitting near the back of his table leaned back a bit in his chair before addressing Spencer.

“Alright pretty boy, tell us what you got.”