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[alteregoapollo]

♡°.🩷 EzKayn Meet Cute Oneshot

. Title: Your Love (Déjà Vu)

. Status: Completed

. Word count: 1.6k

. Posted: 03/25

. About & link bellow!

♡°🩷 Summary

A memory flash in which Ezreal - child star and one hit wonder - and Kayn - his emo fanboy - have their first meeting as teenagers, so Ezreal can sign that one infamous poster.

♡°. Read it here!

[wheelsup30]

Illicit Affairs (Aaron Hotchner x GN!Reader)

[note: MORE ANGST UPON YE. also can u tell im on a tswift kick?]

cw: angst with a happy(?) ending, gn!reader, reader's gender isn't specified.

word count: 1k

Inspo: Illicit affairs - taylor swift & peace - taylor swift

“I have to go.” 

It was like clockwork. You'd meet, spend a few hours together, then he'd go and the next morning you'd have to look him in the eye at work like this wasn't breaking your heart.

This time, you decided to push things.

“Why? Who's waiting?” You ask, obviously pointing out the fact he wasn't married anymore and hadn't been for quite some time. The divorce had happened months before the first time the two of you did this routine, so why exactly was it he had to leave so soon?

He’s silent for a moment, then deeply exhales. “No one. But I don't have my go-bag if we get called.” 

A spark of irritation fizzles through you, so you push harder. “What, you can't go get it on the way?”. It's clear by his face he doesn't want to have this talk, and another sigh rolls out of his nose. It was typical really, he only ever wanted to have the good stuff with you, no discussions that might require actual use of his brain cells. To him, you were supposed to be easy, just a way to relax after work that he didn't have to stress over.

Of course, he was more than aware of how unfair that was- you were a human being with very real feelings, reciprocated ones, even. But after Haley he just wasn't ready to focus on anything but Jack and work…which was made difficult by the fact you were work. You were there every day, giving him that hurt puppy dog look that broke his heart a little every time he saw it. Those eyes only made him push you further away, though, so you'd resigned to only allowing them when you thought he wasn't looking (He could never take his eyes off you, though you had no idea that was the case.).

“Can we not do this tonight?” Aaron asks, and you’re startled by the weakness in his voice, by the tightness that was building to a crack. Looking up at him, you can see his eyes glisten in the lamp light, an even more startling reaction to your nagging questions.

“Are you-...are you crying?” You ask in a whisper, worry knitting your brow and bringing a frown to your lips. “Aaron, hey-” 

He tries to shy away, but you don’t let him for once. You pull him close and wipe his cheeks, still concerned about how out of nowhere this reaction is from him. “I just want you to stay, what’s going on?” 

It’s silent for a long while, you assume he’s collecting his thoughts and calming down, so you just keep one hand on his shoulder and the other on his arm to ground him. Five minutes pass before he can look you in the eye, and when he does your heart shatters. The tears just won’t stop. As he falls into your arms, you rub his back and try to push through the confusion at how fast things changed emotionally. “What is it, Aaron…? Honey?” You ask softly, moving so he can sit next to you on the bed.

“I wanna stay-” It’s a little difficult to make out with the tears and the fact he has his face pressed against your shoulder, but you hear it. “I wanna stay,” He repeats “But that makes it real.” 

Time slows, and the cogs start to turn in your head. Losing Haley twice over must’ve been the worst heartbreak he’d ever experienced, and she wasn’t in the field. You are. Sure, that means you’ve got each other’s backs, but it also meant your lives were on the line daily. Sure enough, he finishes your train of thought for you.

“I can’t lose you.” 

You don’t even try to say he won’t, because you know he might. Every time you step out of the bullpen and into the field there’s a target on your back, and you’d be a fool if you tried to ignore that. But was that really a reason to break each other's hearts?

“You might.” You say stiffly, running your fingers through the longest parts of his hair. “But if you keep this up, you’ll lose me too.”

It was something you wanted to let hang, so you did. One hand still running through his hair as you watched him process it…he was tired, you both were, the case you were on right now was one of the worst and was only devolving more. What would usually have been an irritating question with snide comments had become the final straw. Unwittingly, you’d broken him. Eventually, he looked up at you from where he was leaning, and your heart broke. He didn’t have to speak for you to know how he felt. 

“I know…I know it’s scary. I’m terrified.” His bottom lip trembles slightly, and you think about how you’d fight people tooth and nail to never have to see him so upset again, about how it gripped at your chest and stung your eyes every time you took in a breath. “But we can be scared together.”

There was no way to fix this, not alone, but therapy wasn’t something to bring up right now. Right now, the man in your arms clearly needed comfort and support, and that’s what you gave him. Hours pass with him half-cradled in your arms like a child, and eventually you wake up next to him, the pink light of a sunrise flushing his cheeks just like his own heartbreak had the night before. It was odd, seeing a man you knew to be so strong completely relying on you for stability, but at the same time it felt right. If Aaron needed a rock, that’s exactly what you’d be, there was no question he’d do the same for you in a heartbeat. This wasn’t going to be easy, you’d have a lot of explaining to do to the team and your families, but you’d do it together.

Afraid, but in love without denial.

[astravires]

she's beauty, she's grace....she's going to eat your face

[ i've been playing too much bg3 to really play the sims, so consider this my contribution to Halloween ]

[sexyleolad]

You know I’m the only one who can fuck me this good don’t you, mutt? I’m sure one day, with much careful training, you could fuck me, but for now you just get to watch. That’s right, pup. Just sit at the foot of the bed and watch as my fingers slide in and out of me, getting coated with my wetness. Your desperate whimpers and longing looks only turn me on more.

And before you ask, sure you can touch yourself. Rub on your throbbing parts while you yearn for them to be inside me. Maybe when I’m finished you can lick my fingers clean...

[scarletgangs]

ilana + christina ( @leowrites ) 

[lvciddreamt]

@leowritings​

based on x.

“i’m in love with you.” the words were spat out, bitter tone evidence of how much he wished they weren’t true. hands balled into fists as he anticipated their answer — knowing it wouldn’t be what he wanted to hear. 

[fromtheashcs]

Music was a godsend. Really. Hollis wasn’t sure how he’d survive without it and while the same could be said about his writing or reading, life without sound-- he wasn’t sure if he could make it. Especially days like this. It was wet outside. Fuckin pouring and it had been all day but with music blaring from his bluetooth speaker and he was singing as he slapped paint on the walls. The designer he’d partnered with was supposed to drop by, but he figured she’d cancel, so he wasn’t really paying a lot of attention. Just plain white paint would do for now. Worst case, he could paint over them lickety split. He paused a moment, staring out the window at the rain. There was a crack of lightening and he nearly jumped outta his skin as the door to the place swung open. 

“Jesus christ, gimme a fuckin heart attack, why don’t ya--” 

a wild starter has appeared for @leowritings​

[exposurc]

🍓

i think you're one of the greatest people i know on this app, i think you're so helpful and i love that you're just as dedicated to things as me and you have just as many ideas as me, and i love that you're so open and like will just throw stuff out and see if it sticks (and usually it does bc ur mind is amazing too!) you're so talented with like everything like writing and coding and editing and i just can't wait for us to be better friends and write all the things together and see whatever the hell is gonna happen with seven n noor bc ooooooooh baby, idk LOL. these head strong mfs idk. but i love them sm and i'm so glad we found each other!!!! <3333

[thebackro0ms]

@leomusings​ | @leowritings​ liked for a starter!

after lingering around the closest residential building as they debated making the phone call they’ve procrastinated, ophion rounded the corner perhaps a little too slyly, hands up in defense as they noticed what ophion could only assume was the owner of the home standing in the front doorframe. “i am so sorry to startle, if i did, but do you have a telephone i could use?”

[thesociietyarchive]

♡ starter for @leowritings

the older male was watching the females, already undressing them with his eyes. it’s been a pretty long time since he had a a threesome, so that opportunity was making him very hungry for it. there was nothing hotter than two little kittens, playing with themselves or fighting for his attention. with a smirk he looked at the blond knowing she’s the more confident one, always ready to have some fun. tony hoped it wouldn’t need much of convincing for the other girl to also join in the game, he already couldn’t wait to see them both in action. the idea of that shy little girl having her first threesome with them was just too hot to handle. “loren, baby.” he looked at the blonde making himself more comfortable in his chair, sipping on his whiskey. “kiss your friend for me, please.”

[alteregoapollo]

☆°.☀ EzKayn Tangled AU ( Fic Announcement )

. Title: "I see the light"

. Status: Work in progress

☀*.☆ My AO3

. Link

☆°☀ About & Summary

This fic is based on the 2010 movie Tangled and the plot will mostly follow the events of the source material.

If you haven’t watched it yet, I’d recommend it for a bigger understanding of some plot points.

☀°.☆* Chapter One: "Kayn Wanted"

. Link

. Word count: 1.4k

. Posted: 03/17

[wheelsup30]

He loves me not (Aaron Hotchner x GN!Reader)

(Note: Here's a little explanation of hanahaki disease for those who haven't heard of it: x)

cw: hanahaki disease, slightly gorey and gross descriptions, unrequited love, gender neutral reader, ANGST, death.

word count: 1.5k

dividers: x

tag list: @ralvezfanatic @softhairedhotch @samsgoddess @pisceslovrr

Guilt.

That's the last thing you should have felt staring down at the palm of your hand after the agony and panic you'd just experienced, but as the air made it back to your lungs, you were overwhelmed by it.

All he'd done was smile at you. That's it, just a quick, reassuring smile as he went past you to his office. Yet here you are in an empty hallway coming back from hacking up a lung. It had been going on for a while now, only recently it seemed to have worsened from once a month to almost every day. Even now it felt like every time he looked at you there was a rattle in your throat that needed clearing. 

The outcome itself had worsened too with time, they started off no bigger than baby's breath, but now they had grown to roses, thick and blood soaked that make you gag as you pull them from the back of your mouth. ‘Well, at least it's only the petals…’ you think to yourself as you go to the bathroom to wash your hands and dispose of what had been expelled from you. You shudder to think what it would be like if stems got involved…especially roses…

“Y/n?” Shit. Emily. 

You scrub your hands quickly after tossing the petal in the trash, glancing over at her and smiling as she looks up from her phone.

“You okay? You just walked off in the middle of your paperwork…”

“I'm fine,” You assure her, hoping there's no blood on your teeth. 

It’s convincing enough that she leaves you be, giving you time to wash the taste of copper and soil from your tongue. This couldn’t keep happening, it was only a matter of time before someone found out and tried to take you to a treatment centre, and then they’d all know. Aaron is married, you could never do that to him or Haley, so you’d resigned yourself to at home solutions and managing your symptoms by…well…hiding them.

Eventually you make it back out and are immediately called to the table, keeping your eyes fixed on JJ as she gives you the case information. Hotch sat in the same seat every time, so it was easy to ignore him and avoid another disaster. Most paperwork days went like this, 50% done and then you’re off again, giving you even more paperwork for when you get back. It was one of those things that made you whisper how you loved your job as you resisted the urge to actually bite a chunk out of your desk. You feel someone reach towards you as you stand, but you move out of the way before they can stop you in case it’s him. Fortunately it’s Emily, and she follows you down the hall, hand on your arm and a look of concern guiding her brows together. “Hey, what’s going on with you? You stood up like you got electrocuted.” 

A shaky sigh slips from your mouth, and you shrug, faking a tight-lipped smile. “Just a little tired, I guess I’m jumpy.” 

You weren’t. Not like this, anyway. You knew that, and so did Emily, but she also knew you were stubborn as all hell and if you didn’t want people to know something- you’d take it to your metaphorical grave.

Two and a half hours later, everyone stood in a small but relatively functional sheriff’s office. The case was pretty cut and dry, a local killer targeting public areas by a town she felt wronged her as a child. Most of the case was spent on different errands with JJ and Rossi, anything to avoid being left in a room with Aaron, you knew with this small of a workstation you’d have to speak to him and an episode would be close to unavoidable.

It doesn’t take long to track the unsub down, finding her at the scene of her first childhood crime. You approach her carefully with everyone else’s guns trained on her as you try to convince her to turn herself in, she’s hesitant at first, but with a few minutes of talking between you it finally seems like she’s calming down-

Then she lunges at you.

Everything happens in slow motion, Morgan runs to pull her back while someone else pulls you too, turning you to bury your face in their chest. Everything is a blur of panic and adrenaline, any noise muffled by your pounding heartbeat while you catch your breath…which is when you smell it.

His cologne.

You are wrapped in Aaron’s arms, one of his hands on your back and the other stroking your hair as he tries to get you back from your startled state. Little does he know, he’s making everything else worse.

The burn is slow at first, like a scraping on your throat that you might be able to wash away with some water, but as you walk to the car with his arm around your shoulders it grows into a firm pressure- then a blockage. You can only clear your throat so many times before it moves enough that you have to cough it out, and you do at first. Until there’s another, and another, and soon enough you’ve fallen to your knees, trying desperately to catch your breath as petals clog your trachea. It’s too much- you can’t even tell what the others are doing through your dizzy head and frantic attempts to inhale through the blood and flowers. 

Aaron, as anyone would, panics. He tries his best to smack your back to help your coughing, but when your breathing goes from strained to nearly non-existent, he knows he has to act. “What’s wrong with them?” He shouts, looking at the others for answers he wouldn’t be getting, but Emily still tries.

“Are those petals?” Horror laces her tone as she’s struck by a realisation. The avoidance, the way you’d been so jumpy earlier and had gone to her with questions the past few weeks instead of Aaron…

“Hanahaki…” Spencer says it as the word springs to mind for her. “Hotch…you’re the only one that touched them.” They’re outside, but the temperature drops when they all realise what you’d been hiding. You were in love with him, with your boss- a married man. It didn’t take a genius to realise why it had gotten so bad, the stigma the disease held in the first place was enough to make those that caught it wary of getting help.

It occurred to Aaron at that same time that you had been acting strangely, he had been so caught up with Jack and Haley that he hadn’t had time to notice you. You had been one of his closest friends, once upon a time, but when Haley got pregnant…that’s when it started. Frequent dinners with the two of them became monthly, then special occasions with others, then…nothing. Hell- you’d even declined his invitation to the dumb superbowl party the two of you crashed at Sean’s every year…and he hadn’t noticed. Maybe if you’d said something, or if he’d seen the signs earlier he could’ve let you move past it- he could’ve let you down easy and had his best friend back just as fast. He frantically thinks that maybe there’s still time, and cradles you in his arms, his breathing shallow as he sees your eyes start to roll back.

“No. No, no no-” Hotch jams his fingers in your mouth, almost down your throat, frantic to save you as the petals and blood cling to his fingers. “Please-” He whispers, trying to keep your mouth angled down so anything in it will drop out. You stopped breathing over a minute ago, but he still holds your body close to his chest, desperately crying over it.

“I love you, I love you so much, please don't die- I love you- why isn't it working!?-” 

It wouldn't. Of course it wouldn't. Aaron Hotchner loved you…but he wasn't in love with you. Yes, you were his best friend, but you were just that…his friend. His friend who brought wine to every dinner, his friend who was the first to meet his baby boy after Jack's grandparents and at the same time as Haley's sister, His friend who sat through every late night phone call where he stressed over Sean’s future…And now you’re gone.

Blood had been dripping from your mouth…Aaron didn't notice till Rossi took you from his arms and helped the paramedics bag you up- who had called them? He didn't know, he was too distraught just seeing you lifeless. Even after you were gone, your blood and those petals coated his hands and shirt.

He wanted to grab you by the shoulders and scream at you, how could you just sit back and let yourself suffer? How could you be that selfish?- No. No, it wasn’t selfish. You were anything but. You had chosen to let yourself die to something entirely curable so that Aaron could’ve lived his life none the wiser to how you felt…so that he could be happy with his wife and their new baby. His life was supposed to be perfect…but instead he was left with a disease you’d passed onto him…one entirely incurable.

Guilt.

[astravires]

@simomo-cc makes the greatest of hairs

[sexyleolad]

Intro post (last updated 03/12/24)

Hi! You can call me Leo :) I'm new to Tumblr and nsfw/t communities in general, but I'm excited to learn and meet some cool people along the way.

23 year old non-binary tboy, they/them only, switch & vers (always happy to age verify)

Minors do not interact!!! Ageless blogs will be blocked!

I love compliments, praise, and flirting from people who are kind, respectful, and communicative

My asks and replies are open always (don't make me beg ok?). My PMs are open to mutuals :3

Kinks/things I've discovered I like:

Pet/puppy play - I love being a cute puppy sub, and I also like being a little dom when playing with other puppies/pets ;3

exhibitionism

pleasure control

Intox (weed)

Somno

Edging/overstim (though I'm terrible at both. Help me out??)

Light impact play (slapping/spanking)

Creampies (no pregnancy mention pls)

Older Age gap - I love older women (and other genders too) :)

Threesomes

Free use

Hard Limits:

Scat, vomit

Pregnancy

Detrans

Fauxcest

Raceplay

b**st**l*ty

Necro

Blood from wounds

Heavy impact play (punching, kicking)

gunplay

knifeplay

Terms/names

puppy, boy, slut, pet, sir

cute, good, pretty, handsome, silly, naughty, dumb, brainless/mindless, obedient, needy, desperate are all acceptable adjectives to use for me

anatomy terms: boypussy, pussy, cock, dick, tdick, cunt, puppycunt/puppy parts, hole, chest/nipples (please do not use boobs/tits/etc to refer to my body!!)

I love writing and sharing my fantasies, and I plan on posting more!

I'm also on twitter with the same name :)

Use the tags to search my posts:

leowrites: my longer writing

nsft concept: shorter concepts/fantasies

hornyposting: silly/needy/dumb/etc.

[lvciddreamt]

@leowritings​

based on x. 

“i know this is gonna sound, like — super fuckin’ cliche but i swear to god, i didn’t mean for this to happen,” ana insisted, wringing her hands in anxiety. “like, i didn’t mean to fuckin’ fall for you, okay? i know — i know it’s fucked and i’m a dick but i — i’m so sorry. can you please give me another chance? a chance to like, make this shit right?” 

[tragicool]

          chopsticks   held   eloquently   and   gaze   hardened   ---   there   is   no   reason   nor   right   for   your   ATTITUDE.   she   was   not   YOURS   ---   never   had   been   to   get   TECHNICAL.   raw   fish   placed   on   tongue   as   your   actual   girlfriend   chatters   on   to   dav’s   lover.   tongue   comes   out   to   wet   lips   then   as   hand   comes   down   to   ENCLOSE   around   the   width   of   her   thigh   without   breaking   gaze   at   other   girl.

         “     how did you two meet ?     ”     

          between   mouthful   of   broccoli   and   beef   ---   smile   is   thrown   at   significant   other   before   gaze   returns   back   to   blonde   speaker.   double   dates   were   cute.   it’s   your   first   and   davina   had   been   insistent.   therefore   you’d   COMPROMISED   because   as   someone   new   to   the   relationship   scene,   you   figured   it   was   one   of   the   IMPERATIVE   steps   to   maintaining   a   healthy   one.

          “     we met at work. before i quit but   ---   still.     ”     

@leowritings​   got   a   spicy   plot   !