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Astral FAQ

These are Frequently Asked Questions I get about astral. Please check this guide before asking me questions concerning astralling! This will be updated regularly, as I receive more questions.

What is the astral?

Note that this is MY definition: I consider the astral to be absolutely everything; our plane of existence, spirits’ planes of existence, pop culture realms, etc. The astral is everywhere and everything.

How does astral travel work?

When you travel, a small portion of your consciousness leaves your body.

This consciousness manifests as its own body on the astral, or it could “awaken” in an astral body you already have. In travel, you do not see/hear/feel/think as clearly as you do during projection, simply because only a portion of your consciousness has left your body.

What is astral travel versus astral projection versus OBE?

Note, again, these are MY definitions:

In astral travel, a PORTION of your consciousness leaves your body and is able to explore other realms.

In Astral Projection, nearly your entire consciousness leaves your body. Astral projection is much harder to achieve than travel. This is the “gold standard” of astral travel, where you see/hear/feel/think with complete or almost complete clarity.

In an OBE, Out-of-Body-Experience, your consciousness FULLY leave your body. As of right now, I do not believe this is possible without a near-death experience, or actual death.

What are some ways to astral travel?

  • Meditate.
  • Guided meditations
  • Trance
  • Have a spirit you know and trust “pull” you into the astral.
  • (Visualization) Imagine a door. Imagine/focus on what is on the other side of the door. Walk through it.
  • (Visualization) Imagine an X (pool, mirror, etc). Imagine/focus on what is on the other side of X. Walk through it.
  • Lucid Dreaming
  • “Splitting”: Imagine a copy of yourself hovering above you. Notice your consciousness in your own body, then “jump” your consciousness into that copy of yourself floating above you. Proceed to go where you want.  

What are some ways to astral project?

Just….keep practicing astral travel, maybe try new methods. I highly recommend reading Astral Dynamics by Robert Bruce, I have literally NEVER EVER found a more comprehensive, extremely informative, and yet still beginner-friendly and not overly complex guide to astral travel/projection.

Differentiating “true astral” from imagination?

True Astral:

  • will always have external interactions that are not in your own head; entities talking/living their own lives whether your imagination/consciousness directs them to or not. Entities moving independently of your will.
  • Spirits (good or bad) being able to follow you back home, to your physical body and interact with you there
  • Unexpected/Unpredictable occurrences happen
  • You get injured and it may hurt your astral body and maybe feel it a little physically too. Injury damages your magical abilities/astral abilities
  • Your astral body can die and you won’t be able to access “true astral” until you regenerate.
  • You can meet other humans consciously. As in, you can text your friend and meetup on the astral together, and talk about it IRL afterwards. 

Imagination:

  • You are in full control of everything.
  • What you expect to happen, will happen
  • Entities are like puppets or dolls; they don’t move around unless you imagine them doing so, and if/when they interact with you, it’s things you expected them to say
  • You will not tire, or will tire extremely slowly.
  • You die/get extremely hurt and nothing happens. You can regenerate at will/heal whenever and wherever you want.
  • You talk to your friend, then you talk to them later IRL and they have no idea what you talked about. 

Why do people always imagine common fantasy stuff when astralling? Don’t you think astral and what happens there is just your imagination and happens in your head? I mean strangely all the people who talk about astral experiences describe common fantasy stuff. I’d say if astral was real it would contain a lot of stuff people can’t even imagine, and yet everyone describes dragons, elfs, etc, that which their mind already knows, nothing out of ordinary. Isn’t this suspicious?

One reason people generally imagine common fantasy is stuff is because that’s what most people care about, and thus go to. It’s hard to care about a species that humanity has never even encountered before, isn’t it? Also, how can you visit the realm of something you have never even heard of/can’t imagine before? Astral travel needs knowledge of where you will go to, so it’s pretty hard (and probably super dangerous) to just say “take me somewhere beyond my imagination.”

There’s also the problem of perception: during astralling, the mind usually replaces things you don’t know with things you do know of, to use less energy while astralling. While you can force your brain to show “the truth”, the more the thing you are trying to look at is beyond your imagination, the more energy and effort it will take to see “the truth”.

How do you do astral laundry?

Note: Not limited to this list.

  • Have a companion you’re comfortable with seeing you nude do your laundry for you.
  • Astral travel two feet away from your earth self, take your astral clothes off, put them in your washer/dryer (with your astral self or earth self), physically run the washer/dryer (you can wash other clothes with it). Take your clothes out, travel again and put your clothes back on.
  • Destroy your clothes and remake clean ones.

How do past lives affect current astral shenanigans?

You might appear as one of your past life forms/bodies. Spirits from your past lives could also attempt to find you on the astral (whether malicious or friendly, so always be cautious).

How to meet spirits on the astral?

Tl;dr:

1. Be able to astral and able to distinguish between astralling/imagination.

2. Go somewhere with spirits.

How to safely meet spirits on the astral?

There is no 100% guarantee of safety when astralling.

Some suggestions are:

  • Have spirit guides/guardians/protective companions take you somewhere safe
  • Actually know where you are going and who you want to meet

How do you keep possibly malicious spirits/entities/beings from following you back home?

  • This is what wards in your living space/where you are when you astral are for. Wards can fuddle your energy signature from being found by spirits you don’t want to find you.
  • Make sure you “come back” correctly; that you walked back through your imagined door, imagined yourself falling back into your physical body, whatever.
  • Do a centering exercise, which will help you “pull back in” trace amounts of energy you left where you went when astralling. Do make sure your wards are up first, to make sure nothing follows the “pull” back to your physical body. If you don’t know what centering is/how to do it, check the “energy work” section of my FAQ/my energy work FAQ post.

Manners/social etiquette/social skills in the astral?

Obviously those will vary a LOT based on where you go. I literally can’t write a comprehensive guide as the astral is home to a limitless number of cultures.

But some things to keep in mind are:

  • Don’t fight every single thing you see ever. Don’t try and provoke fights with every single thing ever. Retribution is a thing and the majority of spirits have the advantage when fighting in the astral.
  • Just because something looks scary doesn’t mean it’s out to get you.
  • Observe the culture, maybe talk with some of the nicer (and not trickster) locals who can tell you the Do’s and Don’ts of their culture.

Heeeeeeey people keep talking about different places in the astral and are they alternate locations all on the same plane or are there alternate astral planes with alternate inhabitants?

There are alternate astral planes with their own inhabitants, and alternate locations on the same plane.

Example of the former: We are on earth. Heaven exists on its own plane of the universe.

Example of the latter: We are on Earth. An alternate location on our plane of existence would be Venus.

Is it possible for entities/other people to drag you into the astral (forcefully or not)?

Absolutely, both people and entities can bring you to the astral. And they can do it forcefully or consensually (consensually obviously takes a lot less energy). 

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This will be updated every once in a while. Again, please check this FAQ before you ask me any questions concerning this, please ^-^

La Douleur Exquise Pt 2 | Incubus!Yoongi AU

summary: in which you accidentally summon an incubus in the middle of your shitty apartment and he won’t leave until you agree to have sex with him. until then, min yoongi, incubus extraordinaire, is now your sexually promiscuous and grumpy roommate. aka, the incubus au no one fucking asked for.

warnings: lots of swearing, and some bondage and dom/sub!tones (uhh but not really? you’ll get it when you read it hhhh)

genre: fluff, angst, humor, smut

words: 5.8K

a/n: since it’s my 18th bday, i decided to upload this because it has my very first smut scene hhhh ok but it’s not really a smut scene (you’ll understand when you read) and i wanted to celebrate by posting this today!! hope you enjoy~

➵  part 1 // part 2 (you’re here!) // part 3 // part 4 (coming soon!)


Yoongi supposed, for all intents and purposes, that tonight could not have gone any better in his opinion.

He never took you for the type who would be into bondage and orgasm denial, but who was he to deny a lovely lady’s request? Even more so, a beautiful lady who was currently begging for his touch, or so at least that was what he assumed you were saying through the mouth gag he had placed on you.

“What was that, princess? You want me to touch you?” He smirked, his long fingers barely grazing the top of your soaked white panties. You only groaned through the gag; your hips jerked up reflexively, attempting to chase the touch of his fleeing fingers. Your eyes were teary from pent up arousal, having been denied your orgasm at least three times in the last two hours. But oh, did you love it.

Who would have thought that the fiery, sarcastic girl who summoned him two weeks ago could be such a fine submissive?

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The Signs as Their Breakup Songs

Aires: Gravity - EDEN
“But if you keep second guessing then there’s only gonna be one end

But you can leave if you really want to
And you can run if you feel you have to
And I’ll be fine if you ever ask me
I know its hard, but no one said its easy
Falling’s easy”

Taurus: Santa Monica Dream - Angus and Julia Stone
“I’m singing songs about the future
Wondering where you are
I could call you on the telephone
But do I really want to know?
You’re making love now to the lady down the road
No I don’t, I don’t want to know

I’m somewhere, you’re somewhere
I’m nowhere, you’re nowhere
You’re somewhere, you’re somewhere
I could go there but I don’t

Goodbye to my Santa Monica dream”

Gemini: Ghost - Halsey
“You say that you’re no good for me
Cause I’m always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you when you leave
But I like it anyway

My ghost
Where’d you go?
I can’t find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
Where’d you go?
What happened to the soul that you used to be?”

Cancer: Two Years Ago - Ellie Goulding
”It’s now just sparks
Now the fireworks are fading
Is it over?
Lost you in the summer two years ago

You, you, you
I’m still thinking ‘bout you, you, you
Two years ago
You, you, you
I’m still thinking 'bout you, you, you
Two years ago

If there’s no storm, why’re we a shipwreck?
Thought our love is insurmountable
He knows my heart is still aching
Never thought it would be caused by you”


Leo: Fix You - Coldplay
“When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you”

Virgo: The Space Between - Dave Matthews Band
“You cannot quit me so quickly
There’s no hope in you for me
No corner you could squeeze me
But I got all the time for you, love

The Space Between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain

But will I hold you again?
These fickle, fuddled words confuse me
Like 'Will it rain today?’
Waste the hours with talking, talking
These twisted games we’re playing”

Libra: Oh My Word - Flip Grater
“Oh my word I’ve been waiting
For you to walk on by
Oh my word I’ve been staying
Inside safe and dry

Will you live underground
And crawl out when it’s light
Do you fail to stand up
And stand in when it’s right

Oh my word I’m just saying
Would you aim this high
Oh my word I’m just waiting
For you at my side”

Scorpio: Can’t Forget You - My Darkest Days
“Whoever said this pain, would ever go away
Didn’t know what it meant to, be here without you
Is everything you see, reminding you of me?
Does it hurt when you breathe too?
'Cause it does when I do, cause it does when I do

When anybody says your name I wanna run away,
I keep remembering I can’t forget you
It doesn’t matter when I try it happens anyway,
It’s been forever and I can’t forget you
With every single day, it won’t go away
The way I feel about you
And when it’s said and done, you’re the only one
And I can’t regret you, so I can’t forget you”

Sagittarius: Doomed - Bring Me The Horizon
“You can have my heart

So come rain on my parade
'Cause I wanna feel it
Come shove me over the edge
'Cause my head is in overdrive
I’m sorry, but it’s too late
And it’s not worth saving
So come rain on my parade
I think we’re doomed
I think we’re doomed
And now there is no way back”

Capricorn: Please Don’t Go - Barcelona
”All those arrows you threw, you threw them away
You kept falling in love, then one day
When you fell, you fell towards me
When you crashed in the clouds, you found me

Oh, please don’t go
I want you so
I can’t let go
For I lose control”

Aquarius: Oceans - Seafret
“It feels like there’s oceans
Between me and you once again
We hide our emotions
Under the surface and tryin’ to pretend
But it feels like there’s oceans
Between you and me

I want you
And I always will
I wish I was worth
But I know what you deserve
You know I’d rather drown
Than to go on without you
But you’re pulling me down”

Pisces: Running Up That Hill - Placebo
“You don’t want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I’m tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don’t we?

You, be running up that hill
You and me, be running up that hill
You and me won’t be unhappy.”

Breath of the Wild Tips No One Ever Tells You

Mini-boss parts can sell for a pretty rupee but they make considerably more money once cooked in a potion. Take four compatible monster parts– as in from the same monster– and throw in one bug. The resulting elixir will make you sometimes three times more money than just selling the parts alone.


Rare items can be found not only in the wild but also via quests and fighting tough enemies. All silver enemies and Rare Stone Taluses have a chance of dropping diamonds. Some quests, like the luminous stone Zora in Zora’s domain and the Rushroom guy in the canyon before Gerudo desert will both give you a diamond or two for fulfilling their quest. Diamonds are very important for upgrading Guardian armor.


Silver Lynels will sometimes drop Star Fragments. These priceless gems become more and more rare as the game goes on and are necessary for upgrading certain jewelry sets and Amiibo sets. Farming for Silver Lynels can speed up the process slightly instead of waiting around for Stars to fall.


You can regain stamina mid-flight, mid-swim, and mid-climb! As long as you can pause fast enough and are stocked on stamina dishes, you should never be at risk of falling or death. Make sure to always be carrying Stamella shrooms, Staminoka bass, Endura shrooms and Endura carrots.


Extremely helpful restorative items can be found in sacred places. You can always find a few Endura carrots hidden near Fairy Fountains, as well as Silent Princesses. Some sacred forests also contain Endura shrooms.


Fairies can be found by cutting grass! If you stick to it and are willing to farm for a while, you have a chance at snagging 2 or 3 within 10 minutes. This is super helpful since you can only get three or four fairies from each Fountain one time. 


Recipes aren’t so difficult once you treat them as real world items. Think about real world dishes that would work and that increases the chance of a successful outcome. Its pretty safe to combine vegetables together or meats together. Things become more fuddled once you add fancy ingredients like Goat Butter, Goat Milk, and Tabantha Wheat.


You’d be surprised how many places you’ve never been. Use Hero’s Path to find areas you’ve never been before. This is a good method to finding hidden treasure and Korok seeds.


Roasting ingredients can provide a safe fall back for times in need. Anytime you can, make or find a fire and throw a whole bunch of ingredients inside. Having a steady supply of roasted fish can save your life.


Creating a moving bridge of Cryonis towers can make crossing bodies of water a super speedy process, even faster than swimming with the full Zora set.

anonymous asked:

Alex: JOHN HOW COULD YOU TELL THEM I LIKE THOMAS HOLY FUDDLE DUDE THATS NOT COOL OMG THIS IS WHY I REJECTED YOU Also Alex: *Kisses Thomas without any hesitation ever in a very VERY public place*

That’s Alex

Needy!Peter Parker Drabble

Loosely based off of the post @spocksandsandals made about clingy and needy Peter Parker, and the second I heard him being compared to a kitten I just,,, I lost it

I was listening to You by Petit Biscuit if you guys wanna check it out, it’s a really bittersweet song that doesn’t quite suit the situation I was writing about, but still a very heartwarming tune!

 Mmkay, let’s get started



pairing: peter parker x (female) reader

type: drabble

word count: 787

warnings: fluffy fluff, swearing, too much internal wailing and not enough external dialogue



(Y/N) likes to compare Peter to a little kitten. The way he curls up against her body and sighs with the utmost content when she runs her fingers through his hair is enough to make her practically squeal in adoration.

She’s currently got him tucked into her shoulder with his nose nuzzling her collarbone tiredly. Near-death experiences as Spiderman tend to turn Peter into a boneless, sleepy, needy mess of a human being, and when Peter’s extra tired, he reaches maximum cuddling level. It’s as if he got doused in his web fluid and his first instinct was to attach himself to (Y/N).

But she’s definitely not one to complain.

It’s the most affectionate she’s ever been, having Peter cradled in her arms, and she wouldn’t want to do it to anyone else. Especially if it garners her a reaction like this.

“Why’d you leave after school?” Peter asks with a whiny lilt to his voice. (Y/N) looks down, only to immediately regret it because she’s met with such an adoring sight her brain just about short-circuits.

Peter’s lip is jutted out in a slight pout and his doe eyes are accentuated by the feeble furrow in his eyebrows. It’s the picture of innocence that makes her want to rip her hair out of her skull, it’s so fucking adorable. The little shit knows what this does to her too, because he’s fighting off the tiniest smile when he sees that her eyes visibly soften.

On cue, her hand moves from his hair to his face, where she brushes back a strand near his temple and gently caresses the area around his brow bone. Peter almost purrs at the sensation.

“I had to get home early. Ma wanted me to take care of Mrs. Nelson’s cats while she’s on vacation,” (Y/N) recalls. She hardly manages due to the distracting view right in front of her.

Seemingly content with her answer, Peter hums in acknowledgement and snuggles back into (Y/N)’s neck, where her hand automatically moves back to his hairline to card through it. More purr-like noises escape Peter.

“You know, sometimes I think you’re part cat,” (Y/N) teases as she looks down at her boyfriend. The pout is back on his soft lips.

“It feels good,” he mumbles, sounding more like he’s complaining rather than defending himself.

(Y/N) laughs softly, bells tinkling in the air. “’S cute, anyways,” she adds on, partially to make him feel better but more so she could see the blush adorn his cheeks.

And right she was, because the second Peter’s sleep-fuddled brain processes her words, the pink dusts his face and she’s suddenly overcome with such love for the boy in her arms, that she can’t resist leaning down to plant a kiss on his stained cheeks.

It’s the kind of adoration you feel when you see a cute bunny and you continuously feel the urge to hug and squeeze it, Amy thinks. You can’t get enough of its cuteness even if it’s not doing anything remotely spectacular. You think nothing could ever surpass the level of cuteness it’s currently at until it actually does something and your whole body kind of implodes because you’ve witnessed something so pure and wholesome.

It’s a stupid analogy, but a damn accurate one.

The best part is when Peter, once again going above and beyond, tilts his chin up and puckers his lips, just a tad, as a way of asking for kisses.

(Y/N)’s going to scream. She’s going to scream and she’s going to die, but that’s completely a-okay because she’ll die happy in the arms of the most precious human being in the world.

She immediately leans down to plant her lips on his, trying to put as much love into this kiss as she can muster because she wants Peter to know how she really feels about him. No words could ever describe or express how much she loves this boy.

His arm snakes out from between their bodies to cradle the back of her neck and pull her closer.

One second her back is on the bed, the next her body’s laying on top of Peter’s, legs on either side of his hips and hands stroking the nape of his neck.

The kiss is slow, passionate, loving, nothing like the intense and fast-paced kisses they usually share. This one conveys a lot more than lust, and she silently thinks this is the shit people die for.

When they break apart and lightly brush noses together, Peter’s little happy giggle makes her head spin. His love is a drug she’s high on, and she can confirm she’s addicted to him.

A true blessing is what she would call kissing Peter Parker.




Aaaaand the end! Hope y’all enjoyed it, it was really fun and surprisingly very stress-relieving to write this sort of fluff. 

Feel free to request something, just shoot me an ask and I’ll get to it as soon as possible :)

Seeee yaaaa

Lips

It was just a quick kiss.

In the back of an Uber, after a long drunken evening.

So simple, unmeaningful. Just a quick peck goodbye because she didn’t see any other way to end her night.

But it surprised me. It was silent when she left, only the soft hum of the road to fill my fuddled ears.

My energy shifted from carefree to troubled as I realized in my intoxication… her lips were the first to touch mine since August.

My last kiss was yours. Planted repeatedly on your warm skin. My heart hurting, knowing it was going to be the last time, that I couldn’t do it again.

My last touch was yours. I still remember how you taste, can still feel how you vibrate after my diligence, before, during, after our passions.

You were mine then. And I was yours in ways with others I had never been.

I closed my eyes tight, getting car sick from the tug and pull of the drive as my head swam with memories.

Where you’re touching me, and kissing me, inside of me as you declare, “you’re mine”. And yes, yes, yes falls out of my lips in ecstasy, as if my frenzy was your personal design. And when my peak is breached, so effortlessly, my whole body shakes in euphoria. And we stay afloat on a sea of true intimacy.

My eyes burst open. The leather seat was uncomforting as my skin tickled, as my eyes prickled. The street lights were blurry within my tears. Because it’s only been a few months since your caress, but, my goodness, it feels like years.

You used to be mine… But somehow, I’m still yours.

I’m just an unshared intimacy you don’t want anymore.

I touched my parted lips, rubbed my tears over them with shaking hands.

It was just a quick kiss… in the back of an Uber.

But it ignited, jolted me, hastened my heartbeats and reawakened my pains… in ways you’ll never understand.

jamie benn // caught

warnings: none

who: jamie benn x reader

premise: you and Jamie attempt to keep your relationship hidden from your roommate and best friend, Tyler Seguin, but, as you might expect, your plan falls short

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You and Jamie tried to keep your relationship a secret. You really, really did. You didn’t make eye contact or let your touches linger too long. You never said anything that suggested more or smiled at each other just because. It was as if your relationship didn’t exist outside the confines of the two of you.

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Remus Lupin/ Female Reader

The Wolf and the Healer

Originally posted by nellaey

For Anon:

Imagine looking after Remus after his transformation…

He was snarling and yowling, scratching at his own flesh. The room he was in was caked in dust and the windows were all boarded up but through a narrow crack he could see the moon. It was full and powerful, driving him mad in its stillness. He howled again and again and again until the morning gave him his blissful reprieve. Until next month, that was.

He curled up on the wonky floorboards, now in his human form, and let sleep claim him…

Remus Lupin woke up slowly, his senses further ahead than his mind. He was warm and comfortable, a thick white blanket covering him from the neck downwards. Through his sleep fuddled eyes he could see the figure of a girl beside his bed. She was looking at him gently.

“Are you awake Remus?” She asked, her voice soft. He recognised her voice. Blinking he focused on her, and then let out a small contented sigh.

It was you. He sat next to you in Transfiguration: one of the few lessons Gryffindor shared with Hufflepuff. He really liked you but had never managed to say more than a few words to you, so seeing you here was reassuring after the night he had had. He smiled a little.

Then his brain caught up. What were you doing here? Did you know about his condition? Surely not? If you did, then why on earth would you still be here, sitting so happily by his side? He slowly sat up.

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Contracting a wicked summer cold when you have a massive editing project due in two days is just rude. I would like to file a complaint.

(If you’ve been wondering why I haven’t been around much, this is the reason. Work good. Cold bad. Tara tired.)

Alec feels afloat; he rests on something soft, his body engulfed in warmth. The air is humid and still; the only sounds getting through the thick layer of sleepiness are the honking of the cars outside and the puffs of someone’s breathing. Alec rubs his cheek against a pillow, at least he thinks it’s a pillow, and sighs softly. He doesn’t want to open his eyes; he is content to stay submerged in this half-awake, half-asleep state. His brow furrows when he realizes that he doesn’t feel Magnus’ frame against his own though; his mind is fuddled and he inches his eyes open to check on his missing boyfriend.

The sight of smooth, tanned canvas of Magnus’ back welcomes him and his mouth curves into a smile; Magnus must have rolled away from him during the night, trying to get away from his body heat. Alec muses sleepily that summertime might be his worst enemy, taking away his cuddling partner, making him sweat through his gear, making him lazy and unfocused. He shuffles across the sheets slowly, his muscles sore and uncooperative. He lines his body up with Magnus’, throwing his arm around his waist, and rests his forehead against the nape of his neck. Much better, he thinks and closes his eyes, intent on going back to sleep.

Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour - Eleven

By the time they were released from their jobs, it was was pushing six pm. Y/N rushed home, quickly throwing all of her dirty laundry into a hamper and whizzing around her apartment, tidying it up. She fought with her bed sheets, changing them hurriedly and then made sure the bathroom was clean, setting out fresh candles. She was careful not to put them actually around the bath tub where they could be easily knocked off, instead placing them on the vanity unit and the small windowsill.

The bath tub had been the major selling point for the apartment. Y/N could literally spend hours in a tub and quite often did when she had nothing better to do. She’d read or precariously balance her tablet on the side so she could catch up on whatever shows she’d missed, just refilling the water over and over. It was a corner tub and was easily large enough for two people to share comfortably. And the taps were centered so that no one would have the uncomfortable tap end. It had been years since she’d shared a tub with anyone though, surprised that the next person she was going to be doing this with was Spencer Reid. She quickly stripped off her clothes and hopped into the shower being careful to not get her hair wet. Although she was going to be having a bath, it really wasn’t that sexy to be doing mundane things such as shaving her legs and cleansing all of the….uh…crevices when someone else was watching you. When she jumped out a few minutes later, she wrapped a terry cloth rope around her naked body, hearing her door sound at bang on nine.

Spencer had gone home and done exactly the same thing, jumped in his shower to make sure that he was clean, taking care of any important business. He was nervous though. This was JUST sex but last time, there had been a fair amount of alcohol consumed before they’d got down to the dirty, this time it was actually planned.

When Y/N opened her door to him wearing a robe and smelling of coconut, Spencer could tell she’d done the same thing as him and that made him grin and relax slightly. He handed her the bottle of red wine he’d bought with him and stepped inside the apartment as she closed the door.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

They looked at each other somewhat awkwardly, both wondering whether they should greet each other with a kiss or not and exactly how to get from here, to the bed or bathroom without seeming ridiculously eager. It was Y/N who took the lead.

“So my bedroom is through that door there and the bathroom is the door opposite. I’ll go run a bath yeah, if you want to dump your stuff?”

Spencer nodded and headed off into the bedroom, hearing rushing water a few seconds later. When he entered the room after stripping down to his boxers, he could see the tub filling with bubbles, two glasses of wine and the bottle settled on the edge. The room was lit by candles and the small bulbs from the vanity mirror, and Y/N had placed a thick towel on the floor by the bath, with a few more hanging up.

She turned when she saw him enter and Spencer was sure he saw her gulp before removing her robe, her body completely naked underneath it. Now that his brain wasn’t fuddled by alcohol or the after effects, he could fully appreciate her naked form. Fuck.

She smirked when she saw him looking her up and down. Y/N knew was decent looking, she worked hard to take care of herself although she was by no means a gym bunny. She bent over the taps, slowing the flow of the water and climbing in. Settling herself against one end, she raised her eyes back to Spencer.

“You just gonna stand there and look?” she asked as she picked up a hair clip from the side of the bath and clipped her hair up.

Spencer stripped off his boxers and climbed in quickly, seating himself at the opposite end, the water level raising. The water was hot, just the way he liked it and with his added weight, the level was high enough to cover them both. He reached to the taps and turned them off.

“So…. ”

“So. We’re in the bath. Together. In candle light.”

Spencer looked around the room coming to the same conclusion that she was.

“This is all a bit more romantic than it was meant to be,” Y/N commented.

“Yup. I was thinking the same thing. Can I have wine please.” Reid motioned to the glasses and she passed him one. Reid downed his in one go and Y/N quickly followed suit, refilling the glasses again before replacing the bottle back in its place.

“You were the one who mentioned my bathtub remember.”

“Only because you sent me a photo of yourself in it.” Spencer raised his eyebrow at her, his long legs knocking against hers under the water.

“True, true. I’ll give you that.”

“In fact, you were the one who initiated everything. The photo sending, the phone calls, the turning up at my door.”

“Reid, are you complaining?”

“Fuck no.”

“Cos it kinda sounds like you are.”

“I’m not… I swear it. It’s just…. I never in a million years expected to be sat naked in a bath tub, with you.”

Y/N laughed and flicked a dollop of foamy bubbles at him.

“I can honestly say that neither did I. In fact, when I first met you I kinda thought you’d be more into sharing a bath tub with Derek….. Or Hotch.”

Spencers face fell when he realised her implication. “Really? REALLY?”

“It was only during the first few weeks. And then I asked Penelope what your deal was. Have I offended you?”

Reid pursed his lips and twitched his nose. “Offended isn’t the right word, it’s just. People always get the wrong idea about me.”

“I don’t have the wrong idea now. You’ve completed changed my impression of you. It’s kinda funny seeing this other side of you, that no one in the office gets to see.” she sipped her wine again, readjusting her position. Spencer kinda wished she’d move though. She’d poured in quite a lot on bubble bath and it was obstructing his view of her chest.

“Thanks, I think. I still find it curious that you were in that chat room in the first place.”

“I explained why though,” as she spoke, Y/N rolled her head on her neck, feeling it click. She winced.

“You okay?” Spencer picked up on it immediately.

“Just a bit of tension in my neck and shoulders is all. I have to crack my neck a lot to relieve it.”

He had seen her making the same motions at work but he’d never felt close enough to her before to ask why.

“Do you want… erm, I can give you a massage if you like. I’ve read quite a few books on massage and alternative therapies and stuff?”

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a massage and Spencer set his drink down, shifting his legs apart. Y/N carefully moved across the tub, trying not to send the water spilling over the sides. She rested herself between his legs, her back to him and he sat up straight in the water, cringing as he felt himself knock against her lower back as he shifted position.

“Sorry… ” he muttered.

“Don’t be.”

Reid flexed his fingers and placed his hands to her shoulders, kneading the soft flesh with his skin and pressing his thumbs in hard on the areas he knew could store tension.

Y/N rolled her head from side to side slowly, relishing in the feeling of his fingers against her shoulders, her eyes fluttering closed. After around five minutes or so, Y/N was feeling a lot less tense, her shoulders and neck slumping slightly. Reid had eased off on the kneading and his hands were now running up and down her arms, making her skin tingle. She shifted, resting back against his damp chest and tilting her head to the side, placing an open mouthed kiss on the side of his neck.

Taking the kiss as an invitation to do more Spencer pushed his hands forward, running them over her abdomen and up to her breasts, squeezing them lightly, her nipple catching between his index and middle finger. Y/N grazed her teeth along his throat, arching her back and pushing herself against his hands. He pinched her peaks softly, his eyes widening when she breathed out “harder.”

Doing as she asked, Spencer pulled on her breasts, rolling her buds between his fingers and tugging. She bit softly on his neck and let out a low moan, his dick twitching at the sound. Slipping one hand lower, he pushed it between her legs, running his long fingers through her folds, feeling silky fluid gathering there and mixing with the bath water. Finding her clit he started to rub, his other hand continuing to pull and tweak her chest.

Y/N was in ecstasy, jolts of pleasure shooting through her body as Spencer worked her clit and her breasts. The water was cooling rapidly but she couldn’t feel it, her skin was on fire from the sensations that Reid was causing. She was moaning and gasping into his neck, her eyes closed as she kissed and sucked at his throat, not even realising she was marking him with bites. Spencer continued his motions between her legs, the water lapping at the sides of the tub as his hand worked away until she was rasping out his name and gripping the sides of the tub. When he was satisfied she had come, he retracted his hand, swishing it in the water slightly to cleanse it of her orgasm.

“Well… ” she breathed out. “I know you offered me a massage but that was something else. Tension relieved all over, I think.”

She licked at stripe up his neck and peppered kisses along his jawline, pulling back when she reached his lips. “I really wanna fuck, but we’ll ruin the floor if we do it in here.”

“So let’s get out then.”

She grinned at him and they quickly pulled themselves out of the tub, not even bothering with towels. Y/N blew out the candles and pulled the plug before taking Spencer’s hand and leading him into her bedroom.

Her drapes were half closed, a strip of light from the moon and streetlamps streaming through as they entered, shining onto the bed almost as if it were a spot light. Y/N placed her hands flat onto to Reid’s chest, gently but firmly pushing him down onto her bed and climbing onto him, her knees either side of his body. He used his elbows to prop himself up, groaning as she ground her damp core over his groin.

“Ugh…. Y/N, I wanna be inside you.”

She smirked at his boldness and reached between their bodies, taking a hold of his shaft and positioning it at her entrance and raising her body. She slowly sank down onto him, taking him into her inch by inch before pulling all of the way back up again and repeating the action.

Reid let his back fall flat against the bed again, his hands reaching out and grasping her hips, helping to move her against him. Y/N squeezed and she slid up and down his cock, Spencer’s hands holding onto her firmly. She trailed a hand down her body giving him a show, palms caressing her breasts, tugging on her nipples and moaning as he bucked into her from beneath.

She moved faster, riding him as quickly as her body would allow it, looking down and seeing his eyes raking over her body watching her breasts as they jiggled with each bounce. She bit down on her lip and leaned back, resting her hands on his thighs. From the angle she was leaning, Spencer now had the perfect view and could actually see himself sliding in and out of her slit, his dick glistening with her slick as she moved on top of him. When she placed her hand between her legs and started to rub her clit as she rocked her hips back and forth, he thought he was going to come there and then, but he somehow managed to hold it together until she was almost mewling with need. Her body quivered on top of him and she removed her hand, readjusting her position so she was leaning forward against, her breasts now grazing against his chest. Gripping her waist, Spencer moved her hard and fast as he thrust as much as he could from his own position until his own orgasm spilled free.

Y/N climbed off him almost straight away, rolling onto her back next to him, her bedroom filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing as they struggled to gain control of their senses.

“I kinda feel like I need another shower after that….. ”

cookies&cream (a saezen mix)

on 8tracks!

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