#they'll be sweet soft guys eventually

[hold-him-down]

Welcome to Belleview - Chapter 1

Notes: ~11 years after the beginning of The Fighter, this is not a Luke/Leo story but is in-universe.

TW: Institutionalized slavery, nonsexual nudity, starvation mention, human euthanasia mention, degrading language, all the things.

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From the outside, it is a beautiful campus. Elegant in its simplicity, with three brick buildings forming a crescent at the mouth of a long, rose-bush lined drive that intersects wrought iron gates.

Today, police swarm it, more for the optics than anything else. They’re not here to enact change, or to start building moral credit, but they are here, and so he smiles, shakes hands, introduces himself.

He opens the double-paned glass door, which sits just in front of a set of reinforced steel bars, and he’s immediately met with the silence of a reception area from which all of its workforce has been escorted out. 

Almost all.

“Lincoln Prescott?” says a singular man, in his mid-twenties on his best day, peeking around the corner. He’s nervous, skittish even. Fidgeting palms run down his sweater and he smiles, but it’s not the smile of someone who’s happy, welcoming, comfortable, warm. 

Lincoln returns the gesture and nods. He doesn’t extend his hand. Instead, he turns over the key he’s just been handed, and he reads the man’s name-tag.

Jared Fisher, Handler. Level Two. 

Jared smiles sheepishly and takes off the name-badge. “I wasn’t sure if I should wear it. I guess… I guess it’s not really needed anymore.” He holds it out to Lincoln, who stares at it for several seconds, before he sets it on the counter behind him.

“Uh,” Jared says, cutting through the silence of the massive waiting area. “I’m sorry. I know, I’m sure, that you’re not– I get it, I mean. I know I’m the enemy here.” 

Lincoln narrows his eyes, shaking his head once. 

“They said if I– Uhh, they said they’ll take it into c– consideration, I guess. When the trials start. When… whatever is going to happen, happens.” He swallows, and Lincoln feels something that is related to sympathy, but not quite it. He lets that feeling fizzle quickly. “I didn’t mean to hurt anyone.” Jared says quietly. 

There’s silence again. Lincoln lets it settle over him, watching the ex-handler’s fidgeting intensify, before he says, “Oh. You’re waiting for me to speak.” 

Jared shrinks.

When the final nail in the coffin of support for the trade and consumption of government-sanctioned slavery had been hammered in, there wasn’t the type of frenzy that anyone expected. That morning, people, by and large, woke up, had their coffee, showered. They caught their trains to work, they read their news and they watched, closely, but there wasn’t an uproar. They stole glances at their phones and monitors for updates, for news, for what happens next. 

Truth be told, it had been heading this way for a while. Within the last ten years, Individual states had begun passing legislation that, in hindsight, paved the path for widespread challenges to the system, led by a few congresspeople who finally woke the fuck up. Things turned violent early, with protests, rallies, boycotts, demonstrations… everything imaginable. 

Videos of workers being tortured, followed by videos of workers recounting their own stories, began making national headlines. Consumers of workers’ labor fought hard to sway public opinion back to the positive outcomes the system had brought the country, but with each passing week, with each new video of a worker strapped to a table being violated in unimaginable ways, it was a losing battle.

As local legislation was passed, certain states became a kind of safe-haven for runaways. And eventually, things started going federal. 

The most significant bill, the one that fully outlawed the use of worker labor and reinstated the ‘freedom’ of current workers, was going to be codified that morning. It wasn’t unexpected, at that point, but still, the infrastructure, the plan, was… well, it had holes, to say the least.

The workers who were deemed functional, by some arbitrary metric, would be relocated to massive government-owned housing units. They would share rooms by the half dozen, be fed, given medical attention, and slowly be reintegrated into society. No one knew exactly how that would work, but it had been successful in the states that had already outlawed worker labor (with some notable exceptions), so the plan, half-assed as it was, was set into motion.

Former safehouses were repurposed as halfway houses for those who were less “independent.”

Individual volunteers were gathered who would open their homes to those who were unable to care for themselves but didn't pose any significant safety or medical risk.

In the days leading up to the vote for reinstatement of worker rights, when it was clear how things were going to go, people did go into a frenzy. Hospitals scrambled to hire, doctor’s offices scrambled to modify policy, the call for volunteers to offer shelter, food, medical assistance, jobs… it was madness.

But that morning, the morning the final nail landed, it was quiet.

Jared leads Lincoln down a narrow hallway, spouting off information as he does. The linoleum tiled floor is clean, but peels around the edges. The walls are white, chipped along the corners and where the doorframes meet the drywall. The ceiling is white, but there’s a yellow cast. The fluorescent lights that line the halls give it a sort of eerie post-apocalyptic vibe, and it’s fitting.

The building, Belleview, is eerily quiet. There’s no obvious screaming coming from within, so it’s already better than he expected. 

Jared slaps his keycard against a box outside a set of double doors, and Lincoln takes a breath. The volunteers are gathering outside by now. His group of nurses, doctors, caretakers. They could be with him, but he wanted this run-through alone. To give him time to make sure the plan that he spent the last week finessing would work.

Jared stops at the first door, and pushes a button outside of it, bringing to life a screen. There’s a name on the top, and Lincoln glances through the information he’s shown. Jared presses another button, and the door unlocks audibly, the light above it turning from red to green.

Inside is a man, with nothing else. Brown hair, blue eyes. He doesn’t look at them. 

“This one can get aggressive.” Jared’s voice is matter of fact, as he points out the information on the tablet. “They come here to… you know, to be of whatever use they can be until they…” he whispers, and Lincoln offers him the briefest of glances. He regrets it immediately. “Expire.”

Lincoln turns his attention back to the screen, and so Jared continues. “We have 21, uh… residents, right now. I think that’s what we’re supposed to call them now. They were… well, you know. They were workers, but the rejects, I guess. They’re in… they’re in various states of um…”

Lincoln clears his throat tersely, throwing a warning glance to the ex-handler. 

“Well, okay. I’m sure you’ve been briefed, and if not, I’m sure you will be.” He begins walking again, letting the last door close without another glance, as he approaches the next. “We tried to take as good of care of them as we could. They’re fed and watered and we tried to... whenever we could, some of us tried to offer them some comfort.”

He stops at the door. “Obviously, they’re here for a reason, so they don’t tend to be super… uh, super cooperative or trainable or anything. They’re usually just… they’re here for a short time, and then–” He stops himself this time, without the warning glance.

“We call this guy Tank, but I think his real name is Tyler, if that means anything to you.” 

Lincoln nods. “Does it say here? Anywhere on here? What his name is?”

Jared fiddles with the screen for several seconds before it comes to a demographic page. It lists 20 inhabitants, and presumably, their room numbers. 

“Look at that,” Jared says then, interrupting Lincoln’s review. “Looks like I was right, it is Tyler. That was a guess.”

Lincoln takes a breath, because there’s no benefit to causing a scene here. If Jared was offered leniency, then he was a handler who, at least on the surface, wasn’t as bad as he could have been. 

“Anyway, this one used to be aggressive, too." The door opens and Jared gestures to the man who lays on his stomach, bandages across his back. "But now? Nothing going on in there.” He points to his own temples, and lets the door swing shut. He switches to the video feed, where Tyler stares into the camera.

Jared continues along to the next room, and Lincoln follows behind him, his thoughts racing.

Lincoln Prescott was already in his car on his way to the site he’d been assigned to oversee before they even finalized things in the White House. It’s a temporary solution to a very serious problem, they said. It would take ten to fifteen days to get those who were in no shape to get to a halfway house the medical attention they needed and find suitable placements for them. 

In the meantime, they were safest where they were. He was needed to help organize the volunteers and medical personnel, and to act as a sort of director of the temporary housing facility.

So he drove. He knew it would be bad, maybe the worst of the worst. He had been briefed. He was given a stack of files of the inhabitants that he would be overseeing. He looked it over that night, and every night since then. He spent the last six days memorizing every face, every backstory.

It was a site to house those that the government had deemed unable to be placed, for one reason or another. Too violent, too unpredictable, too difficult to be trained. From what Lincoln could gather, these workers served any and all purposes. Their primary reason for existence was, it seemed, to trial training techniques, to trial drugs, to motivate the workers who were difficult, to show that there were worse fates.

They ranged in ages from 19-26. None survived longer. 

“Doctor Prescott?” Jared asks, from somewhere far away. Lincoln looks up from the tablet, and Jared is already down the hall at the next door. Lincoln takes a breath, biding his time. They’ve gone through eighteen of the men, with Jared's special commentary on each of them. Twice, Jared had promised that he wasn't a bad person, and that the culture had been one thing, but now it was another, and he was ready to pivot.

Only once had Lincoln felt himself snap, and had to excuse himself before serious harm was done.

Some of the men were given the accommodation of a bed, some of them were given clothing, some had rotten food in their cells, some had broken bones, open wounds. Some slept fitfully, and some slept so completely still that Lincoln thought that they might not be alive at all. Jared had assured him, in those moments, that they probably were.

Jared opens the door to the twentieth room, with a small, “We call this one ‘Felix.’ I think you’ll like him,” as he does. The man, short blonde hair and dark brown eyes and at least forty pounds less than his frame should support, blinks himself awake. He sits in the corner of the tiny room and stares at Lincoln. He tries to smile, but the tremors that rock his body make it hard to buy. He doesn't wear any clothes, and has one of the DLS-issued shock collars affixed to his neck. His ribs shake when he breathes too deep, but again, he tries to smile, even as he backs further into the corner.

Jared is speaking to him, but Lincoln doesn’t clock exactly what’s being said. The man looks so afraid, but still, he lifts his fingers in a sort of wave, shaking as he does. Lincoln waves back, offering him a small smile in return.

“We’re not allowed to euthanize them,” Jared is saying. 

“What?” 

“When they hit the end, I mean. We have to give them enough food, give them enough water. If they choose to stop eating or drinking or… whatever, that’s on them. We can’t assist them. Once they’re too far gone, sometimes we’ll just stop trying to get them to eat, and let them go.”

He thought, by now, that he’d heard it all. His eyes widen. “Is that where we’re at with him?”

Jared shrugs. “He’s sick. The director said he’s gonna go any day now, but it’s better if we don’t directly cause that.”

Lincoln doesn’t attempt to keep the hatred out of his eyes.

“He knows,” Jared says. “They all do. Once we stop pulling them for testing, it’s only a matter of time. He wants you to pull him, though,” he continues. ��He wants to know it’s not his time yet. He wants to show you he can still be of use. He doesn’t really speak anymore, but he tries to be sweet, so we will keep him in rotation.”

“Stop talking,” Lincoln says then, his fist in a tight ball but, remarkably, not around the man’s throat. Jared’s mouth snaps shut. 

“Show me the last one, and then you’re finished here.” 

As they retreat away from the man’s cell, the door closes behind them, and Lincoln watches the hope leave his eyes.

They make quick work of the last door, and the weasley man leads Lincoln back through the main wing, mumbling about how there were several wings they didn’t tour, but he at least got to see all the residents, and how if he has questions, he is more than happy to take a call, day or night, and how… 

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The volunteers stand in a haphazard group, each with a color coded name-badge to at least give Lincoln a starting point as to their role. He begins by directing the doctors and nurses to rooms, providing instructions on how to access the rooms, providing instructions on how to access the medical files, providing whatever information he can.

They’re working on finding placements for each of these boys, he tells them. But they all require intensive, specific treatment. As they find placements, they’ll be housed, and once they’ve placed the last boy, the volunteers will be reassigned.

As the last of the volunteers heads inside to get their own bearings, Lincoln takes a step back, regarding the innocuous building. 

“I guess that’s that,” Jared says from behind him, taking a step forward and extending his hand out once more. Lincoln looks down at it, shoving his hands into his pockets, as Jared mumbles,  “Welcome to Belleview.”

UNTITLED SYSTEM COLLAPSE STORY TAGLIST: @pigeonwhumps @peachy-panic @whump-cravings

[tangyangie]

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

desc. how genshin characters sleep next to you!

notes. i love these ppl sm sobs

they're so quiet. the only thing you can hear is their soft breath, maintaining a constant rhythm. they generally prefer to bury their head in your shoulder, but they're content just laying next to you. they're so easy to sleep next to. they probably completely shut off while they're asleep?? you will not feel a single thing. no water necessary. no bathroom breaks. they save feeling sick until the morning. in addition, a kiss on the forehead is the last thing you see before you fall asleep and the first when you wake up in the morning. all in all, they're super sweet—maybe, in a way, pretty old-fashioned. i give a 100/10.

lynette, tighnari, shenhe, XIAO, aether, ALBEDO, jean, EI, baizhu, KOKOMI, diluc, layla, ayato, ganyu

SO touchy. literally can't go more than ten seconds not being next to you. probably have a quiet, whispered conversation with you before bed—about anything at all. it's mostly to distract from the fact that they're feeling you up, but they still listen to every word you say. they mumble replies with a teasing voice as their fingers dance up your back, resting at your shoulder. nuzzling their head in your neck while lightly kissing you there. (maybe biting if they're into that...) if you want to get up to get water, they probably make you stay where you are so you stay comfy. they'll do everything for you. you want a massage at 3 in the morning? go ahead, ask. they won't refuse.

KAZUHA, zhongli, cyno, yae miko, BEIDOU, xinyan, lumine, LISA, keqing, candace, THOMA, kaeya

LOUD. that's all you really need to know—but you can barely sleep. it's like they don't need it. they'll stay up for hours on their phones, talking about the videos they're watching, what they did—anything at all that they can think of. you'd believe they'll eventually get tired and toss in the towel, but they could pull 10 all-nighters in a row if it meant you'd listen the whole time. other than that, they're usually pretty cuddly. They'll grab onto your arms and scrunch into a ball position, their knees nearly at their chest. They'll probably talk to you like that until they realized you've dozed off. Once they do, they kiss you on the nose and cuddle against you, letting out an unbelievably loud sigh. almost comically so. (it might wake you up and you'd have to fall asleep all over again...)

CHILDE, yoimiya, ITTO, heizou, yanfei, VENTI, hu tao, gorou, kirara

sarcastic and mean. can you even get more mean than these guys?? they (lovingly) insult and tease you before dragging you into the bed, tightly holding you against them. they'll most likely hold the back of your head by tangling their fingers in your hair, keeping you steady against their chest. to hear their breathing. they might give you a kiss on the forehead if you get lucky. if you decide to tease them by refusing this kiss, they'll probably spread their limbs across the bed to make sure you've got no room, and that you'll have to climb on top of them to be able to lay down comfortably. that's better than a kiss, in their opinion. you're wide open for sarcasm, teasing, and letting them be the meanies they are.

yelan, kaveh, SCARA, kuki shinobu, FARUZAN, dehya, KUJOU SARA, alhaitham, mona, ningguang

notes. i hate school so much actually 🤗🤗 anyways GUTS WORLD TOUR IM SO EXCITED

mwah mwah i heart you guys 💋

[riizeblr]

Rich boy! Seunghan who bullies you and treats you like his very own inanimate sex doll. You're in one of the best universities with him and all he does is force you to sit next to him in the back and rub your clit and finger fuck you and tease you in an infinite amount of ways and he even goes on his knees and eats you out in front of everyone. You try to push him away but he just doesn't budge since he's so much stronger than you. He makes sure to eat you out as loudly as possible. No one notices or cares because he's so rich he owns the country.

Then, he and his group of friends will drag you to some secluded place sometimes on campus sometimes off campus where they'll messily and hurriedly fuck you because they're so horny they need to be in you all the time even though you don't want it and the entire time they'll moan and sigh about how you want and need it....Anton would be the freakiest, fucking your mouth like a pussy while Seunghan smirks and has a hold on your hair to help Anton out. He'll cum in your mouth and then Seunghan'll make you swallow it and tighten his grip around your throat. Your knees hurt and are bruised but Seunghan kisses and licks it better.

It's chaos. All their hands roam your body and they crowd around you on the ground. Their lips are everywhere too. They rip your clothes off and one guy uses your mouth, two use your hands and two use your pussy together. Then they keep switching and then doing new things like fucking your breasts and jerking off in front of your face staining it with cum so you have no clue who's where. You don't want to know; you just need it to be over. Oh and of course they physically hurt you; they get off on it so much. They'll slap your face, your ass, pinch and bite your clit, etc etc.

content: noncon

you hate it because you never even consented for him to use you in this way. you aren’t even sure how it came to be. one day he just stuck his hand between your thighs, carelessly lifting your skirt and sliding his hand into your underwear, harshly playing with your clit. you were in shock, squirming in your seat to stay quiet even as the noise made by seunghan’s fingers plunging into your cunt grew louder. you didn’t even want to look up, stares burning the sides of your face while seunghan sat calmly, even appearing bored as he looked between the professor and you.

he drove you home afterwards, forcing you to tell him your address. he gets off with you, taking you to your room and forcing himself onto you in there for the first time. he’s so mean, aggressive and degrading as he does it, his entitlement so evident in every action. he pays your rent and buys you pretty clothing he wants to see you in and expects that to be enough. you see him every morning after that, disgusted by the nonchalant attitude he has and strangely nice things he does for you.

he likes messing with you during classes. he likes wrapping his hand around your hair, yanking on it and dragging you to the ground when he’s bored. your head hits the desk but he doesn’t care, he just continues holding you there, unbuckling his belt and popping the button of his jeans. he uses your face to tease himself, rubbing your cheeks and nose around his soft cock until it swells. he taps it against your lips, glancing at you until you open it. he uses the back of your head to move your head and set the pace, eventually bucking his hips and hitting deep in your throat. you know people are looking when you begin to gag uncontrollably, likely judging you because it’s always you they look down upon. not seunghan.

you hate having to follow seunghan around, never allowed to stray too far. he gets really upset, yanking on your ear, gripping your arm hard enough to bruise, telling you off while he drags you back.

his friends are entitled but not as much as seunghan. they could never get away with having their own little toy. but seunghan is just so sweet and generous that he doesn’t mind sharing and they love it. seunghan also seems to get off on it, enjoying being able to help his friends with his precious little toy.

it’s so much easier for his friends than having to cater to some pretentious girls and work their way into their pants. you’re so pliant and easy to access.

seunghan always makes sure you behave for his friends, yelling at you or forcibly moving you to give them what they want. but he can also be oddly comforting when his friends are being extra mean. when sungchan begins to choke you, eunseok roughly slaps your face in every direction, or wonbin nibbles on your swollen clit too hard, he cooes in your ear and kisses you softly even with a slight smile on his face, a gleam in his eyes and his pants growing tight because he likes seeing you struggle and cry.

it’s your worst nightmare when it’s more than one of them on you at once. they just look at seunghan for confirmation before going feral. you’re just not important to any of them (seunghan is debatable) so your pain and discomfort does nothing but make blood rush to their cocks.

they throw you around and degrade you, putting their hands on you in whatever way they please, coming up with new ways that will draw a new reaction out of you and make you squirm. sometimes sungchan and eunseok like to see how far he can push you until you start pushing seunghan and his touch away, frustrated and refusing which only makes seunghan fume because how dare you. It only makes things so much worse for you.

but at the end of the day, seunghan makes sure he’s the last to take you. it’s him that fills you up last, his taste flooding your mouth and pouring from your pussy because you are his after all.

[normal-internet-user]

okay the 2012 boys with a secret s/o are incredible, so to finish out the set could i possibly request raph with maybe a secret gardener or plush-maker, just something super sweet and soft, s/o? granted a secret s/o for raph hasn’t been made yet, that is

RAPH WITH A SECRET, SOFTIE S/O

You guys met when you were on a yarn run.

You were making a new plush blanket for your little sister, and had run out of her favorite color, so you went to buy some more.

The small craft shop you had gone too ended up in a robbery situation, and Raph came to the rescue.

You kept in touch due to your mutual love of crafts and art,

And the rest was history.

Eventually you start dating and he decides he wants to keep your exsistence a secret, mostly for your safety.

You don't really mind, as long as you get to see him every now and again.

Almost every time he visits you send him home with a new plushy or sweater,

And his brother are starting to wonder where the heck he keeps getting them from.

Leo definitly noticed Raph's dissapearences first.

He debated following him afew times to see where he was going,

But after having a talk with Splinter decided against it.

Donnie was the second to notice,

Really he was just curious as to what Raph's secret was.

Mikey was last,

But his only unterest in the subject was, "Where are you getting these plushies, and can I have one?"

And yes,

You did make him one.

Eventually,

Raph gives into Leo's nagging and brings you down to meet his family.

You're being your sweet little self, and quietly wondering if they'll like you and yada yada, you even made some cookies as a gift.

Raph tells you not to worry your pretty little heart and that his family will love you.

Once you get there, and Raph introduces you, and all your worries dissapear.

Mikey instantly loves you, and he swears it has nothing to do with the plush and the cookies, but they certainly helped.

Leo took a bit longer to warm up to you, but he was never rude or cold, just a bit distant.

Donnie took to you rather quickly, he finds your ability to keep Raph calm incredibly impressive.

After you handed off the cookies and got to know his brothers, Raph took you to meet Splinter.

He adores you.

Your soft personality contrasts Raph's rough exterior so well he knows that, from this moment on, he can count on you to be the rock that keeps his son grounded.

As for Raph, he thinks you are the cutest most adorable person to ever exsist ever.

Only your cute little face and cute little smile and your soft laugh could make him blush.

Also, he gets along amazingly with your little sister.

The first day he met her, after you put her to bed and when he was getting ready to go home, he said, "I barely know that kid, but I swear on everything I hold dear, that if anything happens to 'er, I'm gonna kill whoever did it."

You chuckled and kissed him in the cheek, "That makes two of us, hotshot."

Raph snorted, opening your window and balancing on the ledge, "You? Sweetheart I don't think you could ever even hit someone, let alone kill 'em."

You huffed and handed him a tupperware container of cookies, "Oh, you shush. Make sure you share those with your brothers."

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TADA~

And that's the secret lovers trope finished!

[limi-strology]

My astro observations:

I'm by no means an expert, this is based on my experience!

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☄. *. ⋆*·˚ Leo suns are pretty warm people. I mean it as in they make you feel welcome in a new place and try to help you socialize with their friends. Even though they are really popular and usually in the center, they'll talk to you, pay attention to how you're feeling and encourage you to talk more in the group! It may put you on the spot, but that's how they show they care. I find it really sweet, they just want to help you get out there and approach people. They're great friends, especially if you were around toxic people previously, these fellas will kinda heal you in a way ❤️‍🩹

☄. *. ⋆ Leo risings also have a confident vibe surrounding them. Even those who are more on the introverted side give off the impression that they are quite dynamic? Idk how to explain this, they just kind of stand out. I think it's more obvious when they're with their closest friends, they're usually the ones cracking jokes, being loud, taking up a more leader-like(?) role. Part time entertainers, part time hype people. You go guys, let's keep up the fun vibes in our friend groups ☀️

☄. *. ⋆ Libras are so charming for no reason?? Like, both personality and appearance wise, I'm amazed. I love how they always listen to both sides of the story and try to find solutions that are fair to everyone. They're generally sweet and angelic, they tend to forgive a lot (don't you think they'll forget it tho, they'll probably be more cautious around you afterwards) up until you hurt them deeply. After that, they get sarcastic and cold, you do not want to get on their bad side. Regarding their physical appearance, I've noticed a lot of them have full lips and freckles (or multiple beauty marks on their face). I'm getting a cute energy just by looking at them, I don't know why, I just found every Libra I've met so far adorable in a way. Sure, they're mostly described as handsome and beautiful (and they are, not gonna lie) but I'm just seeing an innocent? youthful and carefree image of them. Also they're kinda curvy? Even the more lean ones are a little thick in the booty or thighs. 🤭

☄. *. ⋆ I've noticed Scorpios suddenly becoming really soft and smiley around kids and pets. They'll start cooing and waving at the kids, might even talk or play with them (if they know them well). Similarly, they'll get excited at the sight of a puppy or a kitten and will probably pet them and give them snacks. And what amazes new even more is that kids and pets seem to like them back! I don't know what it is about Scorpios and their energy, but I've seen so many babies/toddlers staring and smiling at my Scorpio peers in fascination, and whenever we encounter stray animals they seem to gravitate towards them. It's really cute to see that, warms my heart a lot. Like, intimidating who? I'm only seeing cute happy people ☺️

☄. *. ⋆ Capricorn moons have a hard time opening up about things that bother them. Even if they feel the most comfortable with you, they'll most likely hide some things. They'll talk about it eventually, but they'll probably reveal small parts of it each time, kinda like building a puzzle but taking many breaks in between. Maybe they feel like they can be judged and/or mocked and want to see how others react first? I hope you guys are surrounded by sweet and accepting people that you can trust and share things that trouble you with them 🤍

☄. *. ⋆ I used to think Aries placements make you more hot-headed/aggressive, but the more people I've met, I've realised they're more on the ambitious side. Strong willed, they know exactly what they want. Sometimes their parents may pressure them into studying something they think is best for them during college, and the Aries person will probably do that, but then they'll do the thing that truly interests them. I noticed Aries suns are quite fit and enjoy any kind of exercise/sports, it just makes them feel good, while Aries risings are mostly attracted to athletic people, or are fascinated by people who go to the gym. They also have a fiery, self empowering aura going on and I love that for them 🔥

☄. *. ⋆ Scorpio venuses, wowww... Okay, first of all, your loyalty is so admirable. And the fact that you always try to find solutions and maintain peace in your relationships, especially the men with this placement, I'm impressed every time 👏 I'm getting Morticia Adams vibes, and by that I mean that I'm seeing elegance with dark themes. Also, in formal/party settings, guys look great in all black outfits and girls rock red lipstick. I know it sounds a bit generic, but it makes you stand out from the rest, even if everyone is dressed practically the same. It's like you're just in your element 🤌

☄. *. ⋆ My fellow sun square moon people, how are we feeling? Do you also have that mind vs heart battle on a weekly basis? Like being two different people at once, with one being more assertive and independent (Sun) and the other more sensitive and insecure (Moon). Your upbringing could be genuinely good, with no one really hurting you deeply, yet you still struggle with your emotions and might have low self confidence. Probably people pleasers, even if your mind is telling you to do your own thing instead, you will probably have a hard time saying no. And don't get me started on this whole conflict of what you want exactly. You finally start living on your own like you've always wanted and make time for yourself? Yeah, but why is no one here to pat you on the back and give you reassurance yet? Where's the support? Hate independence. You eventually surround yourself on the daily with people who actually care about you and show you the affection you deserve? Well, now it feels too stuffy in here, let's self isolate from all the people we love until we feel horrible again because of loneliness. Don't know how else to describe it than just 🙃.

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Thanks for reading! It's my first time making an observation post so I'm sorry if it's not that accurate, I'm basing this on people who are close to me and whose chart I've checked a few times.

Hope you have a nice day~

[tarottaleteller]

*Disclaimer: This reading is for fun and entertainment purposes only. It is in no way meant to act as or replace professional reading. Please take what resonates, leave what doesn't. All the pictures were taken from Pinterest.

Is it a pause or the end?

This reading is for those who have had someone significant in their lives but have lost touch, wondering if they'll ever reconnect again. Basically this reading will help you answer the question "Will our paths intertwine once more, or have they diverged permanently?". But please remember that this is a general reading, so take it with a grain of salt.

Pile 1

Hello, my dear pile 1, I feel like this was a kind of toxic relationship. And you realized it from the start. Your partner may have acted distant or cold, but you chose to overlook it because you really wanted to believe in the happy end. You may have been single for a long time before meeting that person, so you really clung to them hoping it’s the one. However, things didn’t work out, probably because you were tired of feeling like they just settled for you instead of wanting you like you wanted them. You were heartbroken, again, because you did think they were your soulmate, that you'll get your happily ever after with them. I’m sorry, pile 1, I don’t really see any reconciliation here. But that’s for the better! That person was NOT your soulmate, honey. You’ll meet someone much better and who’ll make you feel like the queen/king you are. Don’t settle, bestie.

Pile 2

Sweet, soft, loving energy for you, Pile 2. The energy here is so pure and innocent to the point where it becomes fragile. It’s giving high school sweethearts. I feel like both of you might have been immature or had little experience when it came down to relationships. That could have been the reason why it eventually ended, both of you probably just grew out of it, maybe one of you felt like the other was taking a lot longer than them to act more or less like an adult. I think immaturity was the main reason for the break up. Both of yours or just one of the partner’s. I don’t necessarily see a reconciliation here, but yes, you might see them again in the future. However, you will realize that all of those romantic feelings are gone. Perhaps, you or both will already be in another happy, stable relationship. Both of you are just likely to treat each other like good old friends, but nothing more than that. 

Pile 3

Damn, pile 3, whatever that relationship was, it was karmaaaa. So many indicators of karmic lessons, it’s crazy. I feel like you will get back with your person, because believe it or not, they still think about you sometimes, even if it’s been more than a year since you last talked. I feel like the lesson wasn’t fully learned, so fate might bring you guys back together to really LEARN this time. Since this is a general reading, I can not exactly pinpoint what the lesson is. Please try to analyze your emotions with that partner, how do they make you feel about yourself, etc. Your intuition will tell you what exactly about that partner triggers you, and that will be the first step towards healing. If you won’t do that, you guys can literally stay stuck in this cycle where it’s toxic being together, but heartbreaking to stay away. Justin and Selena kinda love. So, this is a pause, but not because you and that partner are endgame, but because there’s unfinished karmic business left between you two, and your souls need closure there. 

Pile 4

Wow, pile 4. Right away, it was NOT the end. I feel like the relationship here ended before it really even began. But I would not call it a situationship either, because the feelings were actually deep and pure, and the intentions were pretty serious. There could have been a third party situation or a family member that didn’t approve of the union, and that’s why it fell apart. However, I am sure it felt like true love. I see that fate will make you meet again, but not in the near future. Next time you meet, you will both be grown and mature, and ready to fight all the bitches who come in the way haha. You will always have each other’s backs in everything. You might also both have enjoyed intellectual discussions together. They are just going to get better next time you meet them, trust me. The meeting will be unexpected. You both will be so shocked seeing each other, you will probably just freeze and stare at each other for a good minute before even saying anything. Which again just proves how much you meant to each other. Good luck, Pile 4!

[imrllytootiredforthis]

My manifestation is complete. Prepare yourself because I'm going to leave you a shock (Hopefully)

OK sub yandere felix/hyunjin/jisung (pick one because I can't 🫠) Who you dated but eventually broke up (Nothing horrible you just didn't want to be in a relationship anymore). After hearing that they're absolutely devastated. You guys can't break up, he's your baby boy and your his mommy/mistress, you're supposed to be together forever. So the'll do anything to get back together. They make unexpected visits to your job, they send you lots of gifts, they'll send pictures and/or videos of themselves in "compromising" positions while wearing lingerie, the'll send you letters writing in great detail what he wants you to do to him. He'll even break into your apartment because he has a BIG surprise for you. When you enter your apartment and head to your bedroom, he's right there, on your bed, wearing lingerie and makeup (maybe a leash) and he is absolutely BEGGING you to use him and treat him as your little toy. Use him as you please, everything he is belongs to you.

That is my manifestation, I hope you enjoy.

-🐟anon

I ENJOY SO MUCH

HOly FuCK

y'know i'm gonna pick my hannie bc he's my babygirl and i can't resist him.

he'd do anything and everything so that you would take him back, yes, including sending little gifts to your office. flowers (your favourite kind ofc), chocolates, little trinkets he found that made him think of you.

gradually though they get bigger and bigger. an expensive purse you'd been wanting, high end shoes and clothing that was just your size, some new earbuds because yours had broken...kinda weird, you'd never told him that yours had broken but whatever!

it's sweet at first, adorable and sweet until suddenly it isn't. until one day you get a little box with a seemingly innocent little bow on it.

inside is a small remote control, one arrow pointing up and the other pointing down, a power button and a small note written in that recognizable handwriting

'go wild;)'

you hesitate, where does it cross a line, where does it become falling back into the same old patterns. but on the back it has another message.

'don't overthink it, please, you know you want to.'

he'd be so desperate to get you back, shame is gone. who's she? he doesn't know her.

he only knows humping his pillow, moaning your name as he clutches at the soft fabric, begging to cum while his hips rut needily and a camera sits recording catching all of it to send to you later.

he knows pictures of his hard dick, messages underneath describing absolutely sinful imagery of everything he'd let you do to him-everything he wishes you'd do to him.

lacy lingerie and pretty collars that dig into the delicate skin of his neck, a little tag engraved with "(name)'s property". thigh highs and skirts and tiny crop-tops that show off his slutty little waist that you were oh so obsessed with.

lighting and positioning and exactly what angle he knows will rile you up the most-he's mastered the art of nudes and sexting-knowing exactly what sets you off and what leaves you wanting more

it's all yours anyway. he belongs to you. even if you've moved on, even if you're done with him. you're not really.

you can't really be. because here he is, sending you the lewdest images you could possibly fathom and there you are, still getting off the them.

and then you come home one day, and there he is.

dressed all up in a pretty little outfit with his collar and leash, makeup done up all nice.

he gets down on his knees, begging for you to take him back, to love him, to let him please-he'll do anything, anything for your love and affection, for your praise and attention.

tears well up in his eyes, ruining his perfectly done eye makeup in a way he wasn't expecting-he was ready for a much different scenario to make him cry.

use him- treat him as your toy. use him as you please-take anything and everything.

it's all yours anyway, without you he's nothing, without you he feels like nothing matters.

he's yours. he belongs to you. you can't move on, not when he's still here and you're still here and you never could resist his pretty tears.

[rowarn]

I have a Simon hurt/comfort rotting my brain for a over a week now. I'm an absolute skincare junkie. I think I have an 7-8 step skincare routine I do every morning and night. BUT N E WAYS, significant other reader and Simon are lounging around and relaxing after a long day and reader starts doing their skincare routine and Simon just kinda watches as he never really did care for that sort of thing. (Personal headcanon that he never truly washed his face until he met reader. Probably just does a rinse and go. Also a "I just drink water," type of guy.)

Reader is finishing up their skincare routine answering any questions Simon has about which skincare product does. And then gets the idea to turn to him and go, "Can I do your skincare? Please?" Simon originally plans to decline as he doesn't deem it necessary.

However, after seeing the pleading eyes of reader goes, "Fine, if that will make you happy." Reader ushers him sit down in the living room as they go get a small bowl to be filled with warm water and a wash cloth and lines up all of the necessary skincare items in order. They notice that he just seems so tense. Sitting in his lap and giving him a quick kiss on the top of his head, they gently whisper "Simon, sweetie, you need to start relaxing. It'll feel much better if you're not so tense," and then frowns when he shrugs them off saying that he's fine and to just get it over with.

Reader doesn't like that answer and just starts to massage his head, rubbing small circle in between his brows and slowly works their way to his temples and hairline while lowly humming "it's okay, lemme just take care of you," and Simon originally tenses up a lot more just bc he's not used to such gentle treatment.

He starts to relax a lot more when reader starts massaging the back of his scalp and goes down his neck and rubbing at his shoulder, and just giving him some sweet little kisses around his face. Reader does eventually notice that he has some small tears in the corners of his eyes when she starts to take a damp washcloth to start rinsing his face. However, they'll keep that as a little secret that Simon simply doesn't need to know about-

In other words, Simon doesn't know how to react when someone genuinely wants to help take care of him.

Extra he will start doing skincare with you at the end of the night if he's home. Also uses reader's skincare products, but DW, he'll buy more. Also will probably want to return the favor and do your skincare routine.

- m

this is.......so soft and sweet........i am in agony......oh to be simons safe space and watch him slowly open up and become an actual person rather than just a lieutenant in the military.........my pookie.....

[jungwnies]

interrupting run bts

synopsis ― accidentally calling your partner while they filmed Run BTS!

pairing ― gn!reader x idol!BTS warnings ― none!

word count ― 774 a/n ― a really funny request i got, i hope you enjoy!

♡ ― please remember to like + follow // reblog if you enjoyed!

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍 ―

you click the call button on namjoons contact to ask a question, the line rings and eventually you're greeted by joon's voice.

"babe i'm filming, what do you need?" he asks slightly annoyed, yet still sweet.

"i'm sorry, i just needed to know what time you were going to be home tonight since we made movie plans."

a sigh reaches your ear, "i'm sorry baby i think we're going to have to reschedule the movie night, i won't be home till late."

you take a deep breath before replying, "alright, i'll see you later then. good luck filming, i love you."

"i love you too, i promise i'll make it up to you."

𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐈𝐍 ―

your phone line rings as you try to reach your boyfriend, you are greeted by a tired voice, "yes?"

your phone line rings as you try to reach your boyfriend, you are greeted by a tired voice, "yes?"

"did i call at a bad time?" you ask worried

jin laughs quietly, "we're in the middle of filming run, what do you need?"

"can you pick me up chili peppers before coming home?"

jin laughs a little louder, "you couldn't have texted it?"

"i didn't know you were filming, plus i wanted to talk to you."

"i'll be home in 2 hours with your chili peppers, we can talk later."

"okay, i love you, good luck filming."

"i love you too." he says before hanging up.

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𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈 ―

missing your boyfriend you decided to facetime him, the phone picks up and you see a bunch of cameras behind him

"are you filming?" you ask as the boy walks off the set

"yeah we were filming run, what'd you need?"

"i just missed you, but i'll call you later."

yoongi gives you a gummy smile followed by a slight chuckle, "cute, but i'm busy right now, we can call as long as you want later."

you give him a nod, "okay i love you, good luck."

"i love you too."

"tell the guys i said hi, i'll see you later."

yoongi gives you a thumbs up before hanging up.

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𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈 ―

quickly you are greeted by the voice of your boyfriend, "yes love?"

"hobi baby, why'd you put the white clothes with the dark clothes?"

hobi gasps before replying, "i did?"

you hear chatter in the background, "yes you did, are you filming right now?"

hobi giggles, "yes, do you want to say hi to the guys?"

hobi puts his phone on speaker, "hi guys, love you!" you say before he takes you off speaker.

"we'll talk about the laundry later, stay safe i love you."

"i love you more."

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𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍 ―

you call the sweet boy and eventually hear his voice, "y/n? yes?" he says with a ton of background noise

"i had a question, but now i'm curious as to why i hear a whole bunch of screaming in the background?"

jimin laughs, "we're filming run and they're playing a game right now, what did you need babe?"

"oh, right." you laugh as you continued to hear the boys screaming, after a deep breath you finally as your question, "do you want ramen or kimchi jjigae?"

jimin ponders on the question for a few seconds, "kimchi jjigae, i'll call you after filming i really gotta go."

"okay, i love you."

"love you too."

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𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 ―

"i'm at the store buying tannie food, what brand should i get?"

tae sighs followed by a soft chuckle, "i don't know what it's called i'll send you a picture of it."

"why is it so loud in the background?" you ask as you looked through the shelved stocked with pet food

"we're filming run."

"did i interrupt?" you ask giggling

"yes, but it's okay they'll edit it out." tae says as you hear him tapping away on his phone

you hear a ding from yours and see the pet food brand, "thank you baby, love you and good luck with run."

"alright, i love you i'll be home later."

"drive safe." you tell him before hanging up the phone.

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𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ―

your phone rings for a while before the boy answers, "yes?"

"jk, i need to know if you need more aquaphor for your new tattoo."

you hear jungkook rummaging through his bag and pulling out the cream, "yes, i'm running out."

"okay, that's all." before hanging up you hear a yell in the back calling for your boyfriend, curiously you ask, "who was that?"

"we're filming run, i ran off the set to answer your call." he tells you as the voices get a little louder

"sorry babe, i'll go now, love you good luck!"

"okay, i love you too get home safe."

"you too." you say hanging up the phone then quickly grabbing the cream off the shelf.

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© 2022 JUNTHUSIAST ― all rights reserved ― do not steal or repost my words ― for translations please inbox me

[ratstuckinamarble]

Today was wild. We found a tiny squirrel in our garden, and he just kept clinging to us. Well, there's the whole "if a squirrel seeks out humans it usually needs help" thing, and he was shivering, so we all figured we should bring him to a rescue station.

Luckily, there was one somewhat close by! And the first thing I saw was the owner greeting us with a squirrel clinging to her shirt XD She was so sweet.

Here's the little guy!

She said I could take pictures, but eventually she asked if I wanted to hold him (that's fine to do apparently) :

I got to hold a squirrel. A squirrel!!! He was sooo soft and fluffy and gentle and he got all snuggled up in my hands and let me tell you, this is what pure bliss feels like. Never in my life did I imagine, that I might be able to hold a squirrel some day. Still can't believe it. This is going to keep me going for the next several months. Look at the tiny man! We named him Cassy.

The owner gave him some water with electrolytes the moment we brought him in and he immediately felt better. He was healthy, just a bit young to be alone, so they'll be taking care of him. I got emotionally attached but he'll be better off there. Besides, she said she'd give us an update in a while about how he's doing :)

[sth-lgbtq]

in your opinion, what becomes of sonic the hedgehog in his adult years? (or just later in life?)

(cw for talks for mortality and such)

I've adopted a lot of my adult Sonic headcanons from @sonicaspeed123, mostly the fact that... well, y'know what they say, live fast & die young. Sonic is very much a mortal, and considering the kinda life he leads he certainly gets a serious injury in his 20s, and I'd be stunned if he makes it to 30 (yet considering the crazy feats he's accomplished, there's a chance he'd push 40). Regardless, he knows for a fact Eggman will live longer than him, or at least has a successor prepared in the event he kicks the bucket (Metal Sonic?), so he considers Tails his own successor. He works hard to prepare the kid for a future of world saving while still letting him be a kid, something he himself didn't get - preparation or a normal childhood.

Sonic's always been disabled (chronic pain) but he's ignored it his whole life, until it gets too bad to ignore in his early adulthood, and/or he makes it way worse through his recklessness. When that time comes, he starts using mobility aids - he's initially very depressed about losing some mobility, but he gradually becomes completely accepting of and accustomed to it, though he still pushes himself too far sometimes; walking without crutches on his worst days, literally jumping out of his wheelchair at the first sign of a Badnik, I mean he's Sonic, middle name Goes Fast, he'd run on a broken leg - and he probably has! Depressingly, he doesn't care about the long term negatives of pushing himself like that because even he knows he'd never see the big five-oh without a miracle.

Because of how aware he is of his mortality, I'd bet he'd hate the idea of long term committed relationships. There's some he absolutely couldn't avoid, like taking Tails under his wing, but when it comes to romantic relationships... He's on the aro spectrum to begin with, but even then, he'd never subject the people he does feel a connection with to his lifestyle. Especially Shadow. Sonic loves Shadow's company, and his softness, and his smile, his morals, the way the moonlight sparkles off his eyes, the infinite sweetness in his ever-rare laugh... but the longer he thinks about living life with him, the more depressed he gets. He refuses to be another Maria, he cares about Shadow too much to let that happen. Sometimes he feels guilt for allowing himself to be such a close friend in the first place - hell, during depressive episodes he considers himself a greedy asshole for befriending anyone to begin with. He's the kinda guy who refuses to even cry around his friends, but he knows for a fact he'll eventually die around them.

I don't know how exactly he gets over those feelings. Probably by reminding himself that, for what it's worth, he's a great friend in the moment; he's the best father- I mean, brother, that Tails has ever had, he's gotten Amy and Knuckles out of their own emotional pickles from time to time, and he's really cracked Shadow's shell. The list goes on, but when he's gone, he knows that that's what they'll all remember. That's what everyone will remember. And they'll appreciate that, even if it hurts to lose him.

He doesn't want to die, but in his mind it's a balancing act: He has to be as good of a friend as possible to counteract the pain of losing someone so close, but paradoxically, in becoming so close, he only makes that pain worse. That's how the depression spirals start.

He probably goes on a year long journey of self discovery at some point during his mid-life crisis at 20, learns to process all this stuff and recognize that there's only the moment, and you never go anywhere if you always dwell on the past or worry about the future. Every world has its end. I know that's kinda sad, but that's why we gotta live life to the fullest in the time we have. At least, that's what he figures.

Anyways thanks for coming to my "Sonic dies young" TED Talk.

[advluv4life]

I watched Exaltation. First off, I'm not going to lie, Andre the ice cream guy? Not a big fan of him. I just find how butt hurt he gets annoying just because not everybody listens to his ice cream. As if everybody has the ability to listen to his ice cream. I'm sorry, it just drives me up the wall.

Anyway, it was cute. It went by so fast- specifically the kiss scene.

Honestly, Marinette blowing up at Alya over Cat Noir was a lot to take in. Though I thought it was so sweet how Alya and Tikki talked and then she was like let's just go up there and tell Marinetta that we love her, because yeah it could turn out bad- but like what's the worst that could happen? (the world being destroyed, but okay, lol)

Overall, it feels like a lot of the other super shippy kiss scenes or episodes where there's been progress, but not a lot of progress...but it is a lot of progress. It's neat ig, they say they don't love that person still (but they do), but now it's like they have to learn how to love healthily which can be a struggle because crushes can make you feel crazy and obsessive and keeping who you are and keeping that relationship with them level is hard to do. They'll figure it out, I have faith in them. They've gotten this far.

I just don't know how they're going to go about having Adrien and Marinette get together and then Ladynoir... Like, I don't know obviously they'd be in a relationship, so they wouldn't really... they can't cheat on each other. So eventually they'll have to reveal who they are if they want to have like a double-sided relationship, but I can see it being Adrienette relationship and Ladynoir not knowing that they're dating behind their masks which is pretty cute.

I'm okay with anything honestly, as long as they're happy. I just want them to be happy. But anyway, the kiss was so cute and so soft and I thought it was just the sweetest thing but Marinette blowing up on Alya- oh my gosh.. & that whole first part when Adrien showing up at the Bakery and being ignored hurt my heart 💔 and I just don't want anymore of that cringe-worthy stuttering. The last thing I want is for them both to turn into a bumbling mess on the floor that was Adrienette for the first four seasons... but I doubt it can be avoided. Unless they avoid each other and I just don't need that, lol

Also not going to lie I used to watch anime subbed online all the time and it was not nearly as hard as it was to watch Miraculous. I don't know how many times I had to try and start that video, but it was ridiculous. And the ads that popped up during the video were awful and whenever I wanted to go back to reread the subtitles it would open another ad so then I would miss part of it... It was a struggle, lol

[teakoodrawz]

[ 💔 || Trouble - FL au - rewrite | CW ]

[ Mark walking to the hall with his partners Sweet and Cap'n. Having a little chat of their fun. then. A Swatchling coming by to inform Mark ]

" the boss wants to talk to you. " [ it told him. Mark looking down to it. Taking the time to process ]

[ then. Mark is... Sensing something.. Like he's in sort of trouble again. And the sense of anger from his boss like from a mile away. Mark sighed. What choice does he have but to come by? ]

" alright. I'll be right there. " [ he replied. The Swatchling then left. Then Mark looked at his partners ]

" we'll uuh.. We'll come with you and wait by the door. Just in case if... Anything happens.. Just to make sure. " [ Sweet and Cap'n looked up to Mark. They gave him a soft smile. Telling him that they're with him ]

[ Mark smiled back. They all started walking to the different direction where the throne room is. ]

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[ as they arrived to the door. Mark gulped. He can sense the aura fear on himself. Sweet and Cap'n held his hands. Smiling at him. Making sure that everything is going to be okay. And they'll always be on his side ]

[ Mark taking a breath. And let it out. Sweet adjusting his attire. And placing its palm to his cheek caressing it. Letting him soothe the fear. ] " I'll be fine. Thanks guy. "

" we just love you Mark. "

" i know.. I know.. I'll just.. Get into this alright? And everything will be over eventually. " [ he smiled at them ]

[ with that worry in their faces. But... They knew it's going to be okay ]

[ they've been through in many things. What's the worst thing it could happen? ]

[ Mark let out a breath. And opening the door. He enters and closes. As the two guarded behind. Waiting for him ]

_ _ _ _ _

[ Mark with hands on his back. straight body. Face straight. As he walked close to the throne where his king is. Waiting for him. Head leaned side down to its hand. As it taps its other finger to the chair. With an angry disappointed face in him ]

[ Mark sweated. as he stopped at a middle spot of the room. Mark taking a short time to speak up ] " is there a problem.. Sire..? "

[ it slams its hand to the chair ] " yes. There. Is. "

[ Mark trying his best not to show impact ] " do you have any idea.. How many rules you have broke?! "

[ what else. ]

" apologize for the improper manners, Sire. "

" I don't care about your pettiness!! " [ it slammed its hand again. Then stood up ]

[ The size of itself is huge.. Bigger than Mark himself. Despite his height is 8 feet above. Their boss is about 10. other high ranked demons are above bigger too. ]

[ the king walking down in those stairs of the throne. Walking towards to Mark ]

[ Mark can even feel the beat on his chest. not making the right rhythm. Like it's all a bit... Off-key. ]

[ as the King looking down to him ] " let me tell what you had done... "

[ no response from Mark. ]

" i know you have an Angel of yours hiding it in this hell for a long time. And escaping this mansion. Leaving your duties as a manager. And making a mess. the worse part? Is having a relationship to a petty two shoes wings! Do you have any idea how much that was a big problem?! "

" . . . "

[ Mark knew someone caught them. he should've stopped that one person way sooner who saw him kissing Sunny in that balcony. And then told their boss about his activities ]

" ugh.. I knew there was something between you and those two bozos.. "

" sire.. Sweet and Cap'n are no troublemak- "

" Don't deny about it!!! " [ it yelled at Mark's face. He gulped ]

[ it leaned down to him ] " did you know that gods and devils are never a mix to any relationship..? Did you know.. There are endless war between it?! "

" sire.. I... "

" These Two worlds! Mark! Two different worlds! Are meant to be separated! because there are rules to be followed. we work and invade the mortal world on what's calling us. While the poor souls worshipping the heaven even they don't even do shit about it. Angels and Demons are never meant to show mercy together. Because we're different from them. And we never understood each other. That's why it always never meant to be together. "

[ a silence in Mark. He tried not to listen to those when it comes to its opinions about the heaven. They did nothing wrong. They never do. There must a reason they all should be understood. The differences. ]

" I.. Forbid you to ever meet that Angel of yours.. Ever...Again...or else... "

[ it leaned closer to him ] " i will execute her.. "

" Sire Please! She never did anything wro- "

[ he was suddenly held by the king's bare hands on his neck. He felt choking. As it lifted him up to his high view. As Mark trying to struggle down. His hands trying to release him. As his legs dangling down ]

" are you disobeying my words..?! "

" please.. i beg you.. "

[ while behind the door. An open. As the two devils seeing Mark being held up by their boss. The two ran to him ]

" Sire! Let him go! "

" Please! "

[ the king looked down the other two ] " so you're on his side. Huh?! "

" no.. Sweet. Cap. Just go.! "

" no! We're not leaving you, Mark! "

" please don't hurt him! He never did anything wrong! "

[ as the large king then grabbed the duo's arms in a tight grip. They tried to struggle down. Trying to loose themselves to let go ]

" it's our fault who we let the Angel sneak in and let Mark escape the mansion! "

" and we're the ones who made the mess! Not him! "

" guys.. No! "

[ then. On the left hand. The king threw Mark against to the wall. The impact is he got hit his back to it and fell down to the floor. ]

[ he looked up to the two. Pleading and telling. As the king leaning closer to them with a very threatening face ]

" I'm going to start for an execution for you two.. "

[ it devilishly smiled at them. With a claw out and dark fire magic ]

" no.. NO!! Leave them ALONE!!! "

[ Mark then trying to stand up. but he started to feel something..something aggressive..his left eye started to change. Black tears pouring. A darkness in it. But he needs to slide that feeling away and focus on his partners ]

[ they're in trouble. His partners are more important to him more than anything else. ]

[ he crawled up and ran up to them.. ]

[ then... ]

[ a scratch... ]

[ the king loosened the grip of its hand he held with those two. The injury in its face. A claw scratch. ]

[ a very aggressive one. The duo fell down to the floor ]

[ they heard a painful scream from their boss. They looked up. in front of them. Seeing Mark defending them... With a claw with dark blood dripping. Size himself enlarged. his features started to change and wings are out. Eyes are all dark with tears. ]

[ this can't be happening.. ]

[ then.. The beastly scream from him.. A very horrifying face it shows.. Threatening the king.. This doesn't sounded like Mark at all.. ]

[ then.. The angry beast started to strangle their boss for a fight. Pushed it down to the floor.. It tries to badly hurt the other predator.. It kept screaming. Scratching him up and the floor and the carpet under it as the blood spreading. ]

[ the king had the nearest strength to stand up. Pushed Mark out of its way and stood ]

[ but then..it got kicked back. Hitting the throne chair out and hit against to a wall. Mark had... Never been this strong... But it must be stopped.. This is not the way he is.. This is all wrong... ]

[ the beast itself screamed at it. And wanted to run over it. Trying for another hit on him. But he was being held back by the duo ]

" Mark!! Stop!!! It's over now!! "

" Please!! Listen to us!!! "

[ the two yelled above. Pleading. To make this chaos stop. As their boss trying to stand up again with the broken throne around it. It looked at Mark in the distance ]

[ all lost in control of himself. And seeing the two poor duo begging to listen to them while holding him back. The king gave a small devilish mischievous smile. How pleasing seeing Mark this strong.. And ran to the backdoor for an escape while all injured. ]

[ but Mark didn't wanted it to escape. It wanted to hurt him so badly and finish what it started. but the two below wouldn't allow him. They didn't want Mark to be all lost of himself ]

" please Mark!!! Listen to us!! You need to stop this!! "

" it's all over!! He's gone!! It's okay now..! "

[ hearing their crying voices. He looked at them. Pleading.. Wanting the chaos to stop. They wanted him back... They needed their Real Mark back.. ]

[ he senses their cries. His sympathy at them ]

[ a worry in his eyes. he slowly started to calm down. his features and size started to go back the way it is. but his clothes are still ripped ]

[ he knelt down to the floor. Tired. All hazy feeling. what happened.? ]

[ he rubbed his eyes. blinking open ] " ..huh.? "

[ he then felt a sudden hug from the two. he was all confused. ]

" what.. Happened.? "

[ he then looked in front of him. the throne is all wreck. Claw scratches and bloods all around the floor ]

[ he then realize it. He remember earlier he saw Sweet and Cap'n struggling. as their boss threatening them. his eyes widened the realizations ]

[ the imagery of himself.. almost.. not himself.. ]

" oh no... I. I'm sorry! I... Didn't mean this to do this mess- "

" no Mark! None of this is your fault! What really matters is that everything is okay now.! "

" the boss will heal himself eventually.. That doesn't really matter.. We just wanted you to stop hurting.. "

[ as the two kept hugging him tightly. Mark gave in ] " I'm sorry. "

[ the two pulled out the hug and looked at him ] it's alright. Let's just get you back and warm you up.. "

" do you still have your vials.? " [ Cap'n asked. Mark started digging to his pockets. Nothing. Empty. ] " shit. "

" wait. Hold on. I think i have some. " [ Sweet pulled up it's hat. Revealing another vial tube as a back up. They picked it out and gave it to Mark ] " i have took some just in case if something happens again..it'll help you ease too. "

" thanks Sweet. " [ he pulled out the lid. he placed it to his mouth and started drinking it until it emptied. ]

[ he wiped his mouth with his arm and closed the vial tube and let out a breath ]

[ they heard the door opened. Revealing some swatchlings with a shocking face seeing the room became a mess. Sweet looked at them ] " there's nothing to discuss here. " [ with a threat in its eye. The swatchlings nodded ]

[ they then helped stand up and left the throne room. ]

[mrsbakashi]

BABES! omg I want to ask them all but i didn't want to overload you so i only did 4 but don't tempt me or else i might just ask them all lol

😂 😜 🗑

🔪 : only one bed, enemies to lovers, tending to someone's injuries.

hi, baby! thank you for asking and i'm sorry for taking so long.

i know you said later you wanted them all but i don't have the energy to do them all right now and i'm trying to clean my inbox, i'm sorry.

but i did answer these four:

😂 what’s the funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

oh, that's a tough one, but i think my favorites are any that @saintrocklee ever left, because not only is she funny as hell she also has a folder filled with images to show her reaction to the stories she reblogs and they are SO FUNNY

look at these:

she always cracks me up (and honestly i feel so honored whenever she reads anything i wrote, i'm a huge fan of hers).

😜 describe a current wip without using character names. (points if your followers guess who the fic is for.)

which one? lololololol. i'm always mentioning the wedding one (even tho i never actually write it) so today i'll mention another: reader needs a boyfriend to introduce to her family on a family's holiday because her mom is always "you're old, you need to get married soon" so she asks her best friend (that her family LOVE) to pretend to be her boyfriend for like a weekend but of course they're actually in love (secretly, because she thinks he's not interested and he thinks she's not interested) and you know they'll end up together. ok, i just described the entire thing, no need to write it now. even tho it's a cliche so ofc everybody already knew what would happen 🤔 oh, well...

🗑 what is one fic idea that you loved at first but then scrapped?

it was not for naruto, but it was the story of a girl who ends up falling in love and having an affair with a married man she didn't know was married in the beginning and when she eventually finds out she's too deep in it to break up with him, but he tells her a lot of stories about his wife and tries to explain why he can't break up with her but also why he "needed" someone else in first place, so because she's curious she goes after his wife (without him knowing or without the wife knowing she was her husband's mistress) and she's so nice they like end up being really good friends and she's torn between the man she loves (who despites having an affair is a really nice guy - and there's a deeper reason as to why he couldn't end the marriage in first place but ended up falling in love with the other girl) and her new friend.

i gave up on it because i have a weird thing with infidelity, it just makes me incredibly uncomfortable because o grew up watching all my aunt's and cousins (and even my mom) suffering because men suck and cheated, so even tho i came up with a "good" reason for the cheating (and the story actually goes further down it, because the wife actually knew it happened in first place and the thing just gets more complicated as it goes) it just doesn't seem fair - it's one thing i can't understand or forgive. it destroyed the women in my family and it's horrible and i can never shut up about it, i wanna kill them all.

🔪 fuck marry kill 3 tropes (asker’s choice of tropes).

fuck: i'm torn between enemies to lovers and only one bed, but i think i'll take only one bed because there's room in it for enemies to lovers, but also a lot of others and it can be sweet, hot or whatever you want.

marry: tending to someone's injuries, because it's so sweet. it can be angsty, it can be sweet, it can be sexy - i have a memory of a period soap opera i watched when i was a child where they were forced to get married and she hated him (or so she thought) until he gets hurt is she's desperately trying to save him so she needs to take his shirt off to take off the bullet and clean the wound, but he's conscient and ok and also he's desperately in love with her and is so soft with how desperate she is to take care of him, and she just goes "hm, nice chest and arms you got there". and when he eventually gets better it's honey moon phase - you know, GOLDEN.

kill: unfortunately it's enemies to lovers because even tho i LOVE it and it's usually very very hot and full of sexual tension when they cannot even touch each other, i'm a sucker for the others, so...

[the-forest-breathez]

Pain

It's all worth it for my babies

My stupid little babies :)

Gap it/they made of shadow emo shy but cool when you take the time to get to know them

- Gap & Pyro r besties Pyro helps them to open upand have fun:3

Satellisa :D she/her made of metal 90's themed outfit very positive and bubbly

Solar! She/they/it made of fire wears exclusively summer clothes silly when not stressed and busy always in a hurry

-solar, shiny, sparky have a sibling relationship (shiny is very much themiddle child)

Shiny she/he made of organic material comfort over style very tired usually off on their own monotone & bored energy

Aster he/him made of fire & rock wears whatever he feels like wearing stressed never slows down obsessive cares a lot about everything

- Aster & Sparky are dating - Aster & Pyro have a sibling relationship

Sparky they/them made of shadows wears very flowy soft clothes has their head in the clouds sweet charming

Luna she/it made of organic material dresses elegantly very regal acts like she thinks she's better than you but not in a mean way it just is better than you

- Luna is married to Ocean (ocean is a water goddess whose design is bringing me much pain.)

Flora she/her human wears anything with flowers on it Earth representative lots of hippie energy always brings flowers to the others very kind and understanding probably the group therapist

Pyro it/its made of fire mischievous a goofy little guy even

There's also these guys that may or may not be part of that same universe? It's God and the devil and their stupid little children Demona & Angel (+ rainbow designs)

Also this dingus. Im not sure of much with his design but he's a cloud that changes type based on his emotions and I love him :)

Im probably gonna make these guys a comic or something eventually since animation is pain but uhhh most of em aren't done yet and I'll probably come up with some other shit for it or another project so who knows if they'll be back :)

K BYEE:3

[chiptaylorsfirst]

Curing Problems

Word Count: 1,922

Pairing: soft!dom!Spencer x bau!fem!sub!Reader

Warnings: Smut, a little bit of angst, fluff, mentions of violent acts, aftercare, oral sex (female receiving and male receiving), fingering, use of the pet name princess

Summary: Reader has a bit of a hard time while working on a case with Spencer. He decides to take her mind off of the stress and give her a good time.

A/N: I hope you guys like it and let me know if you want me to write any more of these.

You had been sleeping in your shared apartment beside Spencer. He was gently brushing your hair with his fingertips as he analyzed how your chest heaved up and down as you were breathing. He smiled and kissed your forehead. You were beautiful. Your eyes fluttered open and you smiled at him.

"Morning, Spencie." He smiled down at you. "Good morning, princess." You raised up off of his chest, kissing his neck and his collarbone. He let out a surprised whimper. "You're turning me on," he stated plainly. "That's the point," you responded, still placing wet kisses on his body. He shivered at the feeling.

You two began to finally kiss, fingers tangling in each other's strands of hair. You settled in his lap, straddling him. You kissed him near his sweet spot, basking in the sweet noises he made. His phone started to ring and you sighed. "I think it's important," he said against your lips. You nodded your head, allowing him to answer it.

There was no point in not answering the call. If Spencer didn't answer, they'd just call you. You were brought out of your train of thought as Spencer walked back to the bed. "We've got a case to solve." You sighed. "I know, baby, I know. I promise we can continue back to where we left off later."

So you grumpily took a shower and got dressed, your plans for morning sex with Spencer ruined. You walked into BAU Headquarters with Spencer right beside you. The two of you got to your seats and listened. Basically, you were looking for a sadistic maniac who loved killing families and taking their belongings as souvenirs. It was disgusting.

You and Spencer were supposed to plot the locations of where all of the families were killed and you were supposed to ask questions if anyone saw a person who fit the profile. No one was really answering and the people who did answer had no information to help. You found yourself stressed, looking for answers that you couldn't find.

You went into a cafe asking the cashier if she knew a person who fit the profile and lucky enough she did. You called the information in and went outside. "Are you okay," Spencer asked. You already saw him analyzing your face as you let out a huge sigh. "I can't help but to think what if we don't make it in time. I mean, what if he kills another family and we made it just a little too late." Spencer took your hands in his and kissed them.

"We're going to make it on time and they'll all be okay." You tried to believe his words since Spencer never did lie to you. The two of you carried on, finding small new bits of information as you did. You were getting more and more exhausted each time. Eventually the suspected unsub was located and JJ was interrogating him as Derek stood in the room.

Spencer's eyes were focused on you and he analyzed your body language. You were obviously very stressed and only became more stressed as you started to have an aching migraine. Spencer's mind was fully occupied on you, thinking of what he could do to calm you down some. The suspected unsub wasn't the unsub but knew who they were.

You guys couldn't get not one word out of them and they found a smart way to leave the situation. So now you all were to spend the night in a hotel. "Everyone will have their own rooms except Spencer and Y/N," Hotch announced. He passed all of you your keys labeled with your room numbers.

Everyone was active right now, trying to take their minds off of the case and distract themselves until morning. You just went upstairs with Spencer and he slid your card key on the door. The door unlocked and he opened it. You went straight to your bed and plopped on it.

"Baby, you're not okay and you need to be taken care of," Spencer said softly. He closed the door and put the do not disturb sign on the outside. "No I don't, Spencer," you protested. "You always believe that you have to take care of me and that I depend on you but that isn't." You started to cry. Spencer walked to you, hugging you in his arms.

"It's okay. I never said that and if I did, I didn't mean it. I would never say anything to hurt you." You sighed. "I know but it's just, I'm not my family. Everyone takes pity on me and I feel like I'm a burden." Your parents had been murdered sort of how these families were being murdered right now.

You were the only survivor, lucky enough to leave with just a few cuts and bruises. Spencer placed a kiss on your forehead. "You are never a burden and you are so much stronger than you realize." He stroked your hair and looked into your eyes. He kissed you ever so softly, so gentle that it just about broke your heart.

"I love you," he whispered against your lips. He cupped your face in his hands, tilting your chin up. "Spence," you said quietly. "Yes, princess?" You pulled him closer to you, wiping your tears as you stopped crying. "Can you please just fuck me?" He smiled and chuckled a little. You giggled a little bit too. "Of course. I always love bringing you pleasure."

You sunk down onto the bed, your stomach in the air as Spencer got on top of you. He started to rant as his gifted fingers started undressing you. "You know, sex is one of the best ways to relieve stress and headaches." He threw your shirt off into a corner of some sort. "Because the endorphins that your body lets out can act as a drug and a natural pain killer." He then took off your pants, making sure to throw them too.

"Sex can even be argued to be more effective than other drugs like acetaminophen and nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs." He then started to kiss you, biting your lip a little with the right amount of pain. "So you're curing me, Dr. Reid?" He chuckled a little at the statement. "I'm just trying to resolve this situation, put your mind at ease." His nimble fingers then pulled off your panties, providing a pleasurable sting.

He threw it in the large pile of clothes and you tugged at his shirt. "This isn't fair," you protested. He kissed your collarbone then your neck, basking in the small moans you left out. "Patience is a virtue. -William Langland." You sighed and rolled your eyes at him. He removed your bra from your body. "Please don't do that again. I want you to be a good girl for me, okay?"

His eyes were sweet and gentle and you nodded your head. "I won't do it again." "Good." You felt one of his fingers plunge into you without warning and you let out a soft moan. He kissed down your body as he did so, his finger curling in that deep sweet spot you could never reach. "You want me to add another finger," he asked. "Fuck, yes." You felt another finger inside you and you grabbed the sheets.

You hated how skilled his fingers were. He hadn't even put his cock in you yet and you were already close to cumming on his fingers. He placed hickies on your neck, collarbone, stomach. He then got to your inner thighs. You squirmed around, moaning out his name. His fingers went faster as he lowered his head where you wanted him most. He felt your cunt clenching around his fingers and he smiled.

"Are you gonna cum, princess?" He flattened his tongue on your pussy and you almost screamed. "Answer me." "Yes, Spencer." His tongue flicked around your clit then he suckled on it. "Cum for me then." A string of curses flew from your mouth before you came. He drank your essence then lifted his head. He then licked his fingers clean. "You have a divine taste."

"You too, Spencer. Please let me taste you." Spencer nodded his head no. "You can do that later. This is about you and your pleasure, not mine." You knew better than to argue with him and kept your mouth shut. "I'll let you undress me," he said so quietly, you thought you were mistaken. You rose up, throwing his shirt off of him aggressively.

You then went for his belt, unbuckling it. You struggled with his pants zipper and he helped you with it. You then pulled his underwear off, eager for what was inside of it. The tip was flushed red and his cock looked painfully hard. "You like," Spencer asked teasingly. "Very much so." You could never get over how pretty his cock was although you had seen it thousands of times. He took in your shape and form for a while, just looking at you.

"You're so beautiful," he commented. It made you jealous you didn't have his eidetic memory. He gently got on top of you, placing his elbows beside your head. You felt him thrust inside and you both moaned at the feeling. You knew that by the time the night was over, the whole entire team would've probably heard you. He didn't go fast, but he went deep, hard, and slow. He was making love to you in such a delicious way.

You looked into his eyes, his face contorted into pleasure the same way as yours. You raked your nails along his back and he let out a beautiful moan. His pace sped up a little, his thrusts more forceful. Your eyes closed as you felt him hit your g-spot, a large moan of Spencer's name falling from your lips. "Don't close your eyes. I want you looking at me." His unkept curls fell in front of his face as he placed your leg around his waist.

You felt him go impossibly deeper inside of you and you could feel him in your stomach. "Spence, I'm c-close," you moaned out. His thrusts got a little sloppy, showing that he was close too. "Cum for me, princess." You let out more moans of his name and you came hard around his cock. He pulled out of you.

"Where do you want me to cum?" You pointed at your mouth and saw Spencer smile. He let you suck his cock a little, bobbing your head back and forth as you did so. You massaged his balls a bit and felt him cum in your mouth. You moaned at the taste and swallowed happily. You got off of him and laid back down.

"Feel better?" "Very," you responded. "I'm gonna grab a few items. I'll be back." A few seconds later, Spencer had a wet cloth in hand. He spread your legs open as he wiped in between them. He smiled at the hickies he placed on you and you let out a sigh.

"I was gonna wear something pretty but now I have to wear a turtleneck." He threw the cloth down and placed your hands in his. "You look pretty in everything you wear. And I love it and I love you." You kissed his forehead. "I love you too." "Now, let's take a shower." You couldn't help but to agree. Your stress was gone and you just knew you were going to get that criminal.