Reid x reader:
Imagine the reader being younger than Reid.
Warnings: big age difference, fluff/smut???, talking about cases
The team notices right away that something was on Spencer’s mind. It had been for the past couple months. It starts becoming obvious when boy genius himself starts messing up his facts.
“What’s up with you, pretty boy? Who’s got your panties in a knot?” Morgan asked him on the way out of the office.
The two were tired from a long day at Quantico and ready to be home.
“Knot? What makes you think anyone’s been doing anything with my panties? Did someone say something?” The doctor stuttered.
“Wow there. No I can just tell you have been distracted. Is there something you want to tell me?” Derek raises his eyebrows, stopping at his car.
Reid thinks what the best idea would be. He trusted Morgan but he also looked up to him and wondered what he would think.
“I met someone.” Reid’s mouth speaks before his brain has a chance to catch up.
Morgan can’t say he was surprised, he heard something from JJ but they were all just assumptions.
“A little lady caught the eye of Spencer Reid? Now how does one do that?” Derek smirks.
Reid has a silly grin on his face, he shrugs and looks down at the ground.
“She is- she’s pretty amazing.” He brags.
It was a relief to finally get it off his chest. For the past 3 months he’s been having to keep it a secret. He wouldn’t usually be hanging around people like you. Not unless he was on the job.
Not that there is anything wrong with you. Like he said you are amazing; smart, funny, beautiful. Everything he wanted in a girl.
You were pretty much his dream girl, except you are real.
“So when do I get to meet her?” Morgan wonders.
A question Spencer couldn’t answer. Both of your schedules were pretty full. You and Spencer had talked about meeting your friends next weekend at Rossi’s.
“Soon hopefully.” Spencer said before both him and his coworker made their way home.
When you heard the door start to unlock, you put your book down.
You greet the boy at the door.
You throw your arms around his neck before he has a chance to put anything down. He hugs you back.
“Did you get settled in?” He asks, closing the door with his foot.
You nod, you got into town this morning, Spencer was already at work so you have been at his house all alone. You two planned spending the spring holiday together. A whole week and a half of just you and your boyfriend.
You two untangle from each other and he puts his bag on the hook by the door. You loved Spencer’s house, it was what you wanted yours to look like. Books everywhere, almost OCD clean.
A love of books is what drew you and Spencer together so quickly.
“I think I need to shower.” Spencer announces, taking his coat off and hanging it will his bag.
“I think I’ll join you.” You smile and follow after him to the bathroom.
Spencer and you had been enjoying your time here. Times where he was at work, which seemed to be a lot, you found something to do.
You were never really bored, Spencer had an abundance of books and the city was interesting to explore.
You two were laying in bed, you were nearly asleep when his phone started ringing.
“Hello?” He answers, you knew he was asleep because he sounded half asleep. “Okay.” He says before hanging up.
“Who was that?” You ask curiously.
He starts getting up from bed, wearing only his robe.
“We have a case. They need me.” He gets into his dresser.
You frown, “It’s nearly two in the morning.” You whine.
He walks over to you leaning over you. “It’s all part of the job.” He kisses your lips and starts to get dressed.
You begin to doze off, the last thing you remember is Spencer covering you with a blanket and kissing your forehead.
When you open your eyes, the sun is flooding through the window, it’s just past noon.
You sit up, the house still empty. You check your phone and there is a message from Spencer. He says they had to go to New York for a case but shouldn’t be long.
You groan, you had homework to do but you wanted Spencer. You laid in bed for another hour before actually getting up. You made coffee and started right up on your homework.
You only stopped twice, to make something to eat and when Spencer called.
“I’m sorry, this really isn’t what I wanted to happen.” He apologizes over the phone.
“It’s okay, it’s your job. People need your brains.” You smile.
You can hear his laugh over the phone. You missed him, you were happy to be at his house than in your town. At least when he comes back you will be here.
“You doing okay-” Spencer starts.
“Who’s that?” You hear a voice on the other end of the line.
“I- I gotta go.” Spencer rushes.
You exchange goodbyes and hang up the phone. You knew Spencer hadn’t told his team about you. It was obvious why, you couldn’t help but feel he was embarrassed of you but you knew better than that.
You knew Spencer’s feelings for you were real, he cared so much about you and never missed a chance to show you.
Spencer had been talking to you about going to meet some of his friends tomorrow. They are meeting up at a coworkers house and he wanted you to meet them.
You couldn’t help but be nervous. He spoke so highly about his friends, you wondered what they would think.
The rest of the night you read and watched tv on your phone. Spencer of course did not have a tv which you found ridiculous. He was not that into electronics but everyone needs a tv.
You tried to stay up as late as you could, not knowing when Spencer would be home. When you found yourself falling asleep while reading a book, you knew it was time to call it a night.
It was almost 3am and you could barely keep your eyes open. You changed into one of Spencer’s shirts, surprisingly you hadn’t really worn one before. Spencer wasn’t the type of boyfriend who just gave away his shirts.
He doesn’t gets how sexy it is.
With that, you cuddled up in his bed by yourself and drifted to sleep. The next morning you woke up again around noon. You lifted your head up in bed to catch sight of the sleeping boy next to you.
A smile spread across your face, his hair is sprawled out across the pillow.
You roll closer to him and kiss his bare shoulder. You rub his back as he starts stirring. He rolls to face you and you automatically gasp.
“Spencer.” You say.
“Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it looks.” He scrunched up his beaten face.
You cup his face, “This is the thing I don’t like about your job.”
“I know.” He smiles and pulls your head down to kiss your lips.
“Come on, let’s go out to breakfast.” He suggests.
The rest of the day was amazing. You two go out to breakfast then he spends the rest of the day reading to you. Your head in his lap as he reads The Narrative of John Smith to you. You notice he barely has to look at the book but that doesn’t surprise you much.
You two start getting ready to go to Reid coworkers house.
“Are you sure you want me to come?” You look at him through the mirror of the bathroom while drying your hair, a towel wrapped around your body.
“Yes, you are an important person in my life. I want you to meet the other important people.” He comes up behind you and kisses your cheek.
Having him by your side makes you feel better about everything. When you guys load into the car, you take his hand. He smiles at you, you can tell he is nervous too.
He cares so much about his team, if they don’t approve it with crush him. When you get to the nice sized house you park out front. You both sit in the car for a couple minutes.
“I’m really excited to meet your friends, Spence. I just want you to know, if they don’t like me it won’t change anything between us.” You comfort him. You have met the team before, it was before you and Spencer had even met.
“I think they are going to love you. I think it’s just at first they will be… confused.” He says.
You two finally exit the car and make your way to the door of the modern house. Spencer knocks and plays with his fingers while waiting for it to open. When it does there is a Middle aged man on the other side of the door.
He looks at you, then to Spencer then back to you before finally greeting you.
“Well hello. You just be Y/N.” He reaches out to shake your hand. “I’m David Rossi.”
You smile and shake his hands, “I’ve heard great things about you. It’s nice to meet you.”
He invited us in and there are multiple other people standing around the kitchen island.
All eyes go over to you guys and you can see the shock on everyone’s face. You wait for someone to say something and luckily Rossi finally does.
“This is Y/N, everyone.” He introduces you. He tells you everyone else’s name.
You smile at everyone and you and Spencer slowly start to merge with the group.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” Prentiss says.
She seems very nice, you already had heard so much about the team, you felt like you knew them.
“Weren’t you at the college campus we were at?” She asks.
You were surprised she remembered. They came to your college and did a presentation about what they do in the BAU. It’s actually where Spencer and you met.
“Ah! That’s where I recognized you from! You were the girl who knew everything about everything.” JJ jumps in.
You’re honored that’s what they remember about you. It’s not that you knew everything about everything, it’s just no one in your class know much about anything. So when they asked questions you were the only one who really answered.
“Well it’s good to see you again.” Prentiss says.
You nod, this is going a lot better than You’d thought.
“So how did you and Spencer get together?” They asks.
You are a bit embarrassed, it makes you feel even younger to explain how you started seeing each other.
“Well after the lecture I actually came up and asked him a couple follow up questions.” You had already thought he was attractive from the beginning of the lecture. “He answered most of them but gave me his card in case I had anymore questions. So I called him the next weekend.”
Now it’s been a couple months. Time is really flying by.
Spencer walks up beside you, you smile at him. You think he just wants make sure you are all getting along. You actually really like Prentiss and JJ.
“Can I get you guys any wine?” Rossi offers Spencer and You. That’s when You notice almost all the rest of the team has a glass of wine.
You look up at Spencer awkwardly and he scratches his head.
“She can’t uh-” He starts.
“I won’t be 21 for a couple more months.” You finish.
The team is all the sudden quiet, all the conversations that seemed to be had suddenly stopped.
Reid is quite a bit older than you He celebrated his 32nd birthday this last fall.
“So your 20?” Garcia clears up. Her and Morgan are standing together. You so would think they were together but from what You heard from Spencer that’s just how their relationship is.
You nod and everyone stays silent.
“Well I guess Reid isn’t the baby if the group anymore.” Derek finally days.
You don’t know whether to laugh or be insulted. You take a step closer to Spencer. His hand finds yours.
“ I mean we all were joking you would be perfect for him during the lecture.” Rossi says.
“Yeah, you sounded so much like him it was kind of scary. Having one Reid around is intimidating enough.” Hotch smiles.
You think Spencer was right. It was a little awkward at first but after they get to know you, your age difference won’t even be a thought in their mind.
You look up at Spencer and smile at him. He smiles at you and kisses your forehead.
Next you just have to worry about telling your parents.
As a witch who works full time, suffers from a couple of chronic illnesses, and has two furbabies to care for, I’m finding that I have little time or physical energy to carry out full blown rituals or spells when practicing magick. For a long time, I felt like I was neglecting my practice because I wasn’t “doing enough” until I realized that you can be a witch and do spells with a minimal amount of tools and supplies. I’m not necessarily saying that you don’t need to put in just as much effort, but there are plenty of ways to practice magick in a minimalistic manner.
Correspondences - while it’s totally fine to have a physical grimoire that’s beautifully written, it’s not always time effective to flip through pages and pages of notes just to find a correspondence for an item you want to use, regardless of how organized you are. This is where technology comes in. I use OneNote for my grimoire - it’s an app that can be synced across various platforms such as your PC, smartphone, and tablet. There’s the option to add tabs at the top of the page (when using it on a PC), which is great for organizing your grimoire by subject. There’s also a search function, which comes in handy when you want to do magick on the go or need to quickly and easily find something.
Apps - I’d dare to say that most people have some kind of smartphone these days, so if you do, find some apps that you can use in your practice. Some of my favorites for Android include Phases of the Moon, Aquarius2Go, Galaxy Tarot and Galaxy Runes, and Runic Formulas.
Pre-spell Preparation - if you’ve been practicing for a while, you probably have an idea of the kinds of spells you like to do the most, whether they’re for protection, cleansing, relaxation, peace, grounding, cursing, whatever. With that being said, stock up on various ingredients that you know you’ll use, and separate them based on intent. In the same sense, you can prepare and charge various spell components ahead of time so that they’re ready to use when you need them - things like moon water, powders, and oil blends come to mind. I tend to do a lot of spells for success, so I’ve made a success oil in the form of a roll on perfume that I keep with me at all times - it contains a few different essential oils that match my intent (and are skin safe), a carrier oil, and some gem chips that keep it charged. I dab a little bit on the insides of my wrists when I need a boost, and sometimes I’ll even use it to draw sigils on myself that also match my intent.
Use items you already have - this bit is especially useful if you’re trying to cut down on the cost of “made for magick” items, i.e. things you’d find in a metaphysical store. There are tons of household items that can be used for magick that you likely already have - tea bags, herb blends for cooking, vinegar, body wash and soap, perfume, distilled water, etc. You can use these items as is, or combine them to make whatever you need. [disclaimer & warning: be smart about it, don’t go around mixing bleach and vinegar]
Speaking of using stuff you already have:
Find out the correspondences of the things lying around your house and combine mundane action with magick.
Gotta take a shower?
Need to clean the house?
Time to cook dinner?
Figure out the correspondences of the stuff you’re using and make a quick and easy spell out of it.
I tend to do bath magick a lot - everyone has to bathe at some point, so why not make it magickal? Places like Bath & Body Works and Lush are really good about listing the herbal and floral ingredients they use in their products, so pick a few of your favorites and go to town!
I use a Swiffer WetJet for the kitchen and bathroom - the liquid cleaning agent that I buy for it smells like lavender, so not only am I physically cleansing my space, I’m also inviting peaceful and relaxing energy into it.
When I go to buy a new candle, I open up my OneNote grimoire and quickly find the correspondences of the color and scent and use it accordingly - so not only does my house smell good, it’s also filled with a particular energy based on the correspondences of the candle.
When cooking, look up the correspondences for both the meal as a final product and the ingredients that go into it - I use olive oil a lot, so sometimes I’ll even draw a sigil in the bottom of the pan or dish to add a little boost.
Look out for part 2 of this post, where I’ll be making an actual list of various ways to perform passive magick and incorporate it into your daily routine.
A/N: I wrote smut and I’m not even sorry because I’m trash and this is garbage. In which Tom is your boyfriend but he is an impatient little shit. Tell me what you think. Enjoy!
You put your phone between your shoulder and your ear while putting on your shoes.
You heared him groan on the other end of the line and smiled to yourself.
“Come on Tom. I’m gonna be there in two days.”, you said and put your foot back down and took the phone into your hand.
“Yeah two days too long.”, he said and his voice was muffled.
“I know. I miss you too.”, you said while fixing your hair in the mirror.
“I’m home for two months and you’re not here. That’s not fair.”, he whined and you chuckled.
“You mean like how you are always away for promo and I’m home? Yeah buddy, been there, done that.”, you teased him and put him on speaker. You looked at your outfit and tried to fix your blouse but you were not statisfied.
It was quiet for a couple minutes and you only heared weird shuffling noises until he spoke up again.
“I miss you.”,he said but his voice was suddenly deeper and kind of breathy while you took off your blouse to put something else on.
You looked at your phone in disbelief and took it into your hands.
“Babe what are you doing?”, you asked now but it took him a few seconds to answer again.
“I really need you right now.”,he said and this time you could hear his belt being taken off.
“Thomas Stanly Holland! You promised me to wait until I come back.”,you scolded him and felt turned on immediatly. You could picture him how he was lying in bed rubbing his own cock over his jeans while listening to your voice. His eyes closed, head leaned into his neck exposing his throat. Thinking of you.
Your cheeks were burning and you felt a known wetness between your legs and got pissed.
“Tom I don’t have time for this right now! I need to go.”, you whined and pressed your legs together.
“Baby I just need to release the tension. I’m gonna explode otherwise.”, he says slightly moaning while doing it and you huff.
“I don’t like you getting off on your own.”,you complain. You like to be all over his mind when he comes. No place for other thoughts. Only you. You went to the drawer and pulled out a bright red lipstick. You put it on quickly and took off your bra. You shook your hair out and pulled it together on to one shoulder. You took a picture of yourself, the need of release rising in your own body, and sent it to him.
“I want you to look at the photo I sent you.”,you demanded and put your bra back on.
“Oh god!”,he moaned and you could hear how he pulled down his jeans.
“You’re gonna look at me while coming. Alright babe?”, you said into the phone while wiping away the lipstick and putting on the blouse. You didn’t have the nerve to pick something else. Thanks to Tom who left you all hot and bothered.
“I love you.”, you said and took your bag and your keys.
“Don’t hang up!”, he said desperatly and you chuckled triumphantly.
“I have to go now. And when I come back home we need to practice patience with you.”
“I love you too.”,he only managed to say and sounded chocked up. He wouldn’t last long. Knowing this you hung up and went out the door to go to your meeting.
The thing you didn’t tell Tom was that you’d be home earlier. You wanted to surprise him so you went into your apartment as silent as possible. You did not hear anything and wondered for a second if he was home at all. But walking towards your bedroom you heared his voice. His moaning.
You let everything fall out of your hands and stormed into the bedroom just to find him on your bed, fully naked while your picture from yesterday was on the big screen on the wall. He stopped in his movement and your mouth dropped.
“Shit. I’m starting to hallucinate.”, he cursed and pulled you out of your shock.
“Oh buddy you have no idea what you got yourself into.”,you said while taking off your clothes one by one and walking towards him.
You turned off the TV and stood at the end of the bed.
“Come here.”, you demanded and he sat up right infront of you.
“Two days in a row Holland? We will have a patience session right now.”, you told him and pulled down your panties. You sat down on his lap and put your hands on his cheeks while he put his hands on your hips.
“I missed you.”, he exhaled and placed wet kisses down your throat. You pulled his face gently back up and placed your lips onto his kissing him passionatly. You let your hand trail down his body and laid your hand around his cock. Going slowly up and down.
“Here are the rules.”, you said and looked him into his eyes still pumping his member.
“I’m going to sit down on you. We are not allowed to move. You don’t get to do anything unless I do. If you move you’re not going to get off for the next week and you know that we only have the next week together until you come back from your promo. Understood?”
You sat up on your knees and aligned his cock at your entrance and he nodded.
You let yourself down on him and put your head into your neck enjoying the sensation of him filling you out. As soon as he was completly in, you felt his hips twitch and held him down immediatly and looked down.
“Do you wanna go on without me for another two months?”, you asked looking him into his eyes and he shook his head.
“Good. I don’t either.”, you smiled and kissed his shoulder. His hands were still on your hips and you could feel him twitching inside of you.
“So how was the time without me?”, you asked and sat up. That slightest movement made him close his eyes and groan in pleasure.
“We’re not going to talk about that right now.”,he growled and opened his eyes to glare at you. A lustfilled glare which sent shivers down your spine. You tightened your walls around him and then let go again which made him furrow his brows.
“You could’ve been fucking me sensless if you were patient enough to wait for me.”,you told him and he cursed under his breath which made you smirk.
“You were the one-…to sent me the photo.”,he swallowed hard and closed his eyes. Hardly concentrating not to move.
“You were getting off without me.”, you pouted and adjusted your legs by wrapping them around his hips. Which was again a tiny movement. But enough to drive him crazy.
“Darling I don’t know how much longer I can hold this up.”,he hissed under his breath and his grip on your hips tightened.
“Alright. You can move your hands. And you can kiss me. But keep your hip steady.”,you allowed him and he did not make you say it again. His lips crashed onto yours then moved down to your collarbone and he started sucking and biting slightly where your skin was especially sensitive. His hands moved up to your boobs and were massaging them. Your walls clenched around his cock involuntarily and a moan escaped both of your throats. When you felt the familiar knot build up in your stomach you grabbed his wrists and stopped him from going any further.
You leaned your forhead against his and closed your eyes with a big smile on your lips.
“I love you.”, you told him and he placed a butterfly kiss on your nose.
“I love you too, darling.”
You let your hands trail down his abs and up again to his neck. You leaned in and stopped right next to his ear.
“I want you to fuck me hard.”, you whispered and with that said he flipped you around and was immediatly hovering over you.
When he pulled out for the first time and pumped back in you dug your nails into his back and arched your back. Because of waiting for so long with his cock inside of you the movement felt ten times better than it would normally feel. All your senses went nuts and you couldn’t controll your body. He kept up a fast and hard pace which made you moan his name.
“You feel - so good!”, he chocked and lifted your legs around his back to have a better angle. He was hitting exactly your right spot and your walls started tightening around him as you felt the sensation growing in your lower stomach.
You grabbed on to the sheets and formed your hands into fists while leaning your head back.
Right before you were about to come you decided that it wouldn’t end like this. You changed positions so that you were on top riding him so he could be the one only enjoying. “I’m close…”, he moaned and you smiled to yourself. You yourself were not far away either.
“Open your eyes for me baby. Look at me.”, you said and looked into his beautiful brown eyes which were begging for release.
“Y/N!”,he moaned while coming and you came with him, your walls clenching around him increasing the sensation.
You both rode your high out and were left a breathless mess when you rolled off of him. You snuggled yourself into the crook of his neck and he put his arm tightly around you.
“I really should have waited.”,he said after both your breathings were normal again.
“Like Cap says: Patience pays off.”, you said and he groaned.
“Did you have to mention him? You’re killing the vibe.”, he whined and you chuckled.
“Jelaous much?”, you teased him and he huffed sarcastically.
“He isn’t the one who just had the most amazing sex ever, is he?”
“No.”, you chuckled and he placed a kiss on your temple.
“You know we were supposed to talk about normal stuff while we didn’t move. Should increase the intensity or something. That’s what soaking is all about.”, you told him while drawing small circles on his chest and placing a kiss here and there.
“Soaking, is it? How about we try round two in the shower?”, he joked and you playfully hit his shoulder.
“Shut up. I’m really tired and jetlagged.”, you chuckled and he laughed out loud.
“It did not feel like that. I can’t imagine what would have happened if you were not tired and jetlagged.”, he said and you rolled your eyes while pulling away. He grabbed your wrist and prevented you from going.
“I’m joking.”,he smiled and you placed a gentle kiss on his hand.
“I need to take a shower and clean myself up. Do you want to watch a movie or something? ”, you asked him while walking towards the bathroom.
“Sure.”, he yelled after you and you smiled to yourself.
“And I’m hungry!”, you yelled back and heared him laugh.
“I’m on it!”, he said and you closed the bathroom door.
You were absolutely in love with this impatient dork you were lucky enough to call your boyfriend.
A = Aftercare Xiu’s a very neat guy, he has a freaking tiny vacuum for his bed, c’mon. He doesn’t like mess, so he’s pretty keen on quickly wiping you down with a warm rag or dragging you to the shower and stripping the bed sheets. He works out like crazy, so he knows the importance of taking care of yourself, so he takes great care with making sure you’re not hurt, hydrated, clean, and even is pretty into giving you a tiny massage with sweet smelling lotion.
B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Obviously Xiu’s pretty proud of his abs and muscles, they really come in handy when he’s in the mood and you don’t really have a surface to do it on…On the flip side, he gets really sappy, he loves your eyes. He may have the muscles in the relationship, but you have the power to render him a mush of compliance with just a glance at him, use your power well.
C = Cum Again, Xiumin’s pretty clean, especially his bed, he doesn’t like making a mess so I imagine he almost always cums on like your tummy or thighs, somewhere that’s easy to clean up and isn’t going to make a mess on his bed.
D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) He hasn’t brought it up yet, and honestly he’s surprised you haven’t noticed. but he lowhighkey likes his hair pulled. He’s been thinking of a way to bring that to light…
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) He’s the oldest, and I don’t buy into his whole cute and innocent act when he turns around and gets on stage and does that shit. Xiumin certainly knows what to do, there’s no doubt about that.
F = Favorite position He gives me the ‘from behind’ kind of vibe. He can easily reach any part of your body, curl his fingers in your hair, hold you still or pull you back to meet his thrusts easily. Plus wall sex is 10x easier from behind, no one needs to accidentally be dropped.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) Xiu’s like a secret goof. He puts on this act, then Baekhyun tries to touch him and it all falls apart lmao. I can see it starting out serious, and then someone can’t get their sock off and it all falling apart and you’re a mess of giggles.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they) That boys titties are always out, so thankfully I get a good shot of his tummy. I think he grooms occasionally. He’s, again, a clean dude, and sometimes there’s a happy trail and sometimes not, so I don’t think he keeps up with trimming day to day, but he does keep it neat.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) I think Xiumin would be one of the best boyfriends from EXO, I think he’s really into taking care of you and showing as well as telling how much he cares for you, so I’m positive it travels into the bedroom. I think the showy part of his romance is more for your non-sexual relationship, and the talking is for the sexual part of your relationship. He’s a talker in the bedroom, he’s got his face hidden in your neck, and panting sweet nothings against your skin all the way through sex.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation) Once again, he’s a really clean guy. I don’t think he jerks off much, because of the mess. The only place Xiu does it, is in the bathroom, in the shower. That way there’s not mess to clean up and he can just relax afterwards.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) He really likes hearing you. Xiumin loves hearing you breathless, whining for his tongue, his fingers, his cock, anything, he’ll give you, you just need to say it and he’ll comply. He’s more on the dominant side of actions in the bedroom, but he loves you whimpering for him and telling him what you want him to do to you.
L = Location (Favorite places to do the do) Bathtub is a prime location, nice lock, warm bath, some bath bombs, and no clean up. Plus you’re all soft and smooth and smell good afterwards too. Just the bed is a close second, but Xiu really likes the bath.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) Back to the Kink, he loves you begging for him. Even if it’s just you and the boys out for dinner, and you start tugging on his arm and whining that you’re tired and want to go back to the dorm, he’s already scheming his way to make sure the boys stay gone long enough he can have you a tired mushy mess in bed again. Something about your voice whining for him, just really gets him going.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Xiu’s kind of shy and a bit insecure(although I think he’s a lot more confident in himself now yay), he can’t even fathom the idea of someone trying to take you away from him, threesomes or some voyeur stuff is 100% off the table.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) Xiumin? Aka the king of singing? And rapping? And basically anything a human can possibly do? He may not talk much, but that’s cuz his tongue is busy doing something else….69 is more his speed though, he likes pleasure between you two to be matched.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Xiumin’s normally a mix, he’s kind of on the slower side, not really slow but he’s not quick, not particularly rough, but hard.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) A few times quickies happen, they’re usually in the morning when you’ve woken up and Xiu has like a half hour to get his ass moving and dressed and to his schedule. Quickies are just morning sex, to be honest. He’s not against them, plus he knows when he gets home later at night you’ll have more proper sex.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) He’s the oldest, so I don’t really think he cares about getting caught doing anything in the dorm. Outside the dorm is off limits, public sex isn’t a go. But as for anything you can do inside the house, he’s open to discussing and trying if it sounds fun or actually pleasurable.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) He’s pretty big on foreplay to make up for how ‘normal’ sex is with him? Like sex with his is pretty average, the sex itself spans about 10 minutes, and two rounds in a row is a stretch for him.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) Xiumin is tip toeing on the line of being a full blown dom, and the boys know better than to touch Xiumin’s stuff so he’s not worried about anyone seeing his secret stash. He’s got various handcuffs and silk clothes to tie your hands together or to the bed, and a few vibrators for foreplay.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) I feel like Xiumin is more impatient than the others, so teasing you is more like teasing him, and he’s not here for it. He’s big on foreplay, but full blown teasing, he normally passes on that stepped.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) Xiumin’s pretty quiet, but that’s just because he’s sort of shy. In the bedroom, with you, he’s in his element. He doesn’t hold back, and the mofo is a goddamn gifted singer and rapper, he’s got a voice. He’s pretty loud, to be honest, groan and moans and he’s very vocal, I feel bad for any members that are near, no one needs to hear that.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) Shower sex isn’t safe, kids, you and Xiu learned that the hard way. One day of work for you, and an intense schedule for Xiu, you were both in the mood but no one had the strength to go through stripping the bed afterwards, so shower sex was proposed. Long story short, a bar of soap was knocked off the shelf, someone slipped, and a trip to the ER was needed.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Nana’s bias lmaoNana…this was a 20 minute convo for her to just give me an answer…According to my ‘dick master’ grandma, Xiumin’s dick is a bit on the shorter side, but he’s ‘thick like a one of those good big German sausages’. I hate my grandma
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Xiumin’s climbing in the years, so I think his hormones have certainly settled down, so he’s not just a horny teenage boy anymore. I think his sex drive is pretty stable, few times a week you two have sex, or if he knows he’s going away for a while he tries to squeeze in a few extra rounds to make up for the time you’ll lose. But besides that, he’s a pretty average sex drive man.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) After the work he puts in with you, Xiu’s exhausted and ready for a tap out nap. I don’t think he falls asleep quickly, but he’s flopped down, demanding cuddles, and settling down for sleep.
1. A place to stay and someone to stay with. Seriously, recovery is not something you can do on your own. If you know a nurse who is willing to hang out with you it makes life 10X easier because they are used to seeing blood and helping people and cleaning up messes. My friend even helped me wash my hair over his kitchen sink and changed my dressings for me. No reaching, no stretching, no bending over, it’s great.
2. Something soft and comforting. The pain meds made me woozy and a little emotional. I couldn’t control when I slept, when I was awake, I couldn’t even keep my eyes open sometimes. I lost track of time, started conversations I didn’t remember, etc. Having something around that was constant like a specific blanket, a drink you like, a tv show you can binge on that you’ve watched before (you’ll fall asleep and no remember what happened), helped make me feel more stable. I chose a blanket and pillow that I particularly like. And have some Arizona tea always around.
3. Bendy Straws. This is pretty common but they’re really a life saver. I didn’t have to pick my arms up for anything really.
4. Something to keep toilet paper closer to the toilet in the bathroom. Whether this is a cheap toilet paper rack or even a small bucket or stool, I had issues reaching the toilet paper roll because it was either too far in front of me or on the wall behind me. Consider where the toilet paper is in your bathroom and make adjustments if you need to.
5. Glass cleaning cloth. With how much I fell asleep and woke up, my glasses were constantly on and off my face, falling on the floor, and of course I had to pick them up with my toes if I was alone because I couldn’t bend them over. At some point I was ready to safety pin a cloth to my surgery binder so I didn’t have to keep asking for one when I couldn’t see through all the smudges. This is also helpful for computer screens and phone screens especially if you aren’t wearing normal clothing like a soft tshirt or jacket.
6. Easy access medications. If your meds come with child locks on them, you might not be able to open them. Find a jar or something with a really easy access lid - something that screws off with you having to push buttons or pop anything - and LABEL things according to what you use them for. Pain meds really clogged my thoughts so seeing words like “OW” and “BLEH” on the top of bottles helped me distinguish which med was for pain and which med was for nausea. Have fun with this one.
7. A pillow that won’t run away. If you’re sleeping in a bed, try body pillows around you. If you’re sleeping on a couch, make sure it’s not a couch that will swallow you between the cushions. I spent most of my time in a recliner with a travel pillow around my neck.
8. Meditation music or something quiet. After the first 12-24 hours I found myself holding my shoulders up trying to reduce the pain on my incisions which caused a lot of tension in my back, neck, and shoulders. At some points they were more painful than the incisions. Take some time to really meditate and relax your muscles or the tightness will impact everything around you - pain levels, mood, etc.
9. Easy access snacks. I love clementines so we found some that were easy to peel. Chip bags that are small and easy to handle are nice too. Light plates, bowls, plastic cups, things that don’t require a lot of coordination work well because it’s hard to get situated and then have to reach for a ton of things. Eat food that only requires one utensil. Etc.
10. Short Walks. March in Michigan is cold, so we went to stores to get one or two things, I leaned over a cart and hobbled through. It made me dizzy and painful, it sucked most of the time, but once I sat down and relaxed I felt so much better than pre-walk. I wasn’t fidgety anymore, I felt like I could actually sit still and let myself heal rather than getting up every 10 minutes or asking for water or reading a book or scratching or painting my nails. I slept better after walks, I ate better after walks, and I felt more emotionally stable after walks.
Okay, those are my top 10 things. I’m sure there are others depending on your situation. Some people recommend cough drops for your sore throat after anesthesia, I didn’t experience this. I also experienced a little more draining than a lot of guys do and thus needed some extra gauze and bandages. Long phone chargers, comfy slippers, and loose-fitting clothes are often recommended too. I used my regular 6ft charger, had some slippers but mostly only wore them when my feet were cold, and I wore shorts and my surgery binder for most of the week after because it was easier to regulate my temperature with blankets than take clothes on and off.
If you have any questions feel free to message me.
Summary: (Y/N) cheering Hannah up when she needed a friend the most.
Word Count: 1.929
Posted: 07th of May 2017
A/N: Hey guys! I decided to write some Hannah imagines too. I never received any requests for her, so if you ever want to request, I am accepting them. I hope that you enjoy this fic. Thank you so much for the love and the support that I am receiving from some of you, I appreciate everything! Honestly. Hope you keep on reading my fics and just request if you want some imagines. Thank you.
- G. x
“Hey Hannah, are you fine?” You worriedly asked her as you noticed that she was crying when she got out of Mr. Porter’s office. You carefully threw the pen on the desk and wrapped your arms around your friend’s body, trying to cheer her up.
It happened that you were in the department’s office as the secretary called you to sign some papers for the administration before going home.
“I’m fine, (Y/N).” She answered as she tried to dry her eyes, but too late because you already saw that she was going through something bad. “Don’t worry.” You broke the hug and you gathered the papers that you had to sign. You observed Hannah and she had dark eyes and a soulless body. It seemed like she was about to give up on her life.
“Nope,” You shook your head as you signed the papers as fast as you could. “we’re going to Monet’s and have a cup of hot chocolate.”
“I’m fine, really.” She flashed you a broken smile and you knew that she felt better, because finally someone stopped her and cared. You knew Hannah and she would never bother people to ask for help.
“No way!” You insisted and you thanked the secretary when you finished what you had to do. “You need to tell me some things and you pour your heart out, because you should let everything out.”
“Thank you, (Y/N).” She gratefully smiled at you and you gathered your backpack that has been thrown on the floor before signing the papers.
“Let’s go.” You grabbed her hand and you excitedly led her out of the office. She laughed at you because of your actions, she appreciated how excited you were because no one ever showed her their excitement whenever they would go out with Hannah. You knew that she needed someone beside her, someone who would give her some attention.
“Hey, (Y/N).” Your friend Zach greeted you as he met you in the middle of the hallway and you smiled at him. “Want to join us at Jessica’s house?” You looked at Alex, Justin and Montgomery, who were standing behind him.
“Sorry, I need to go somewhere with Hannah, maybe next time.” You answered as you chose to help Hannah, instead of hanging out with your close friends. You wanted to make some differences and to help someone who was really in need.
“Go with them, they need you more than I do.” Hannah let your hand go, whilst you shook your head. “Go on.” She uncomfortably looked at your friends and they somehow felt disgusting for what they have done in the past.
“I have priorities here, Hannah,” You smiled at her and declined your friends’ request. You gave a meaningful stare to your friends as some of them had issues with Hannah and they just nodded as they understood what you meant. “and, this time, you are that priority.” You looked at her and she flashed you a wide smile, a true and sincere one.
Hannah has been bullied by some of your friends and you have always despised them because of that. They ruined her reputation and you were trying to fix her once again, trying to help her to find the Hannah she lost few months ago.
“Have fun!” Alex happily said as he knew what you were trying to do. Alex was one of the reasons why Hannah got bullied by some students at school and you hated him for touching Bryce’s list to make Jessica jealous. You hated him, but you knew that he was already feeling sorry about it, so you remained friends.
“Thanks, Alex! See you around.” You smiled at them and you started to walk to the parking lot. You led Hannah to your car and you drove to Monet’s.
You hinted that Hannah was happy to be with you that moment. You noticed her singing softly to some songs that have been played in your car and she would even dance sometimes. Her mood was surely different from her mood in the office before.
“Two cups of hot chocolate.” Skye, a waiter and a student at Liberty High, declared as she carried a tray with two mugs on it. She put the blue mugs on the table and she wished you a good day.
“Thank you, Skye!” You sweetly thanked her and she smiled back at you, relaxing her shoulders a little bit. She started to go back to the counter and you glanced at Hannah.
“Why are you so nice to people, (Y/N)?” Hannah curiously questioned as she took a sip from her mug.
“Well,” You put the mug back on the table as you started to answer Hannah’s perplexities. “I never know what’s going on in other people’s life, Hannah. You should always be nice, because you don’t know what could happen to them or what’s going on with them.”
“Then why your friends never bothered themselves to be nice, not even for once.” Hannah asked as she was referring to your friends’ chaos. You remembered how Hannah spent her time with some of your friends before, but she just ended up crying. All she wanted was to have some friends.
“I don’t know, Hannah. I know them for many years now and they are goofballs and assholes,” You sadly shook your head as you said the truth. “but I really don’t know why they threw their hearts away and be that cruel to you, I don’t know why things happened one thing above the other. The only thing that I know is that I’ve always been here beside you and I will always be here to cheer you up, to stand up for you.”
“(Y/N), everything is just so hard.” Hannah bit her lower lip, trying not to cry. She thought of the events that happened to her, the days when she felt pity for herself. “I feel empty inside.”
“It is Hannah, I can imagine how hard it was. Unluckily, people mess things up and they barely use their brains to think.” You seriously said and you took the cup to sip from your mug. “I can’t undo the past, but you can always talk about it. I will always listen to you and I will never get tired.”
“I am afraid to bother people.” Hannah said. “People don’t trust me anymore, I would get those dirty looks and those meaningful judging looks from the people around me.” Her tears started to roll down her face.
“People suck.” You sincerely said and Hannah smiled at you. She let her tears stream down her face and she took a sip from her mug. “And you know that I will never judge you, I never did.”
“Thank you, (Y/N).” She gratefully said as she looked into your eyes. She found a friend when she needed one the most and you were so happy that you helped someone. Maybe this is one of the steps how to save a life.
“You don’t have to thank me, Hannah. You shouldn’t feel that you are bothering people when you need help, don’t be afraid to seek for some help.” You told her, hoping that she kept it as some good advices. “So, what are you keeping in your heart? What are your problems, maybe we can solve them, together?”
“Uhm…” Hannah bit her lip and she wiped her tears away, drying her red cheeks.
“Whenever you want, okay? Whenever you feel comfortable on telling me.” You caressed her hand in a friendly way. You wanted to make her feel safe and protected.
“No, it’s not that.” She shook her head. “It’s that I want to have a new start, I want to leave my problems in the past. I know that I can trust you and I will always do.” She positively said. Having you beside her motivated Hannah to begin her life once again, to start a new journey, to see things in a positive way.
“That’s the spirit, girl!” You cheered her and she laughed loudly, finally forgetting of the difficulties and the weight in her chest before. “You don’t work tonight, right?”
“Right!” She answered you with a wide smile, her eyes shining and emanating happiness. “What do you have in store?”
“I am thinking of a movie at Crestmont Theatre right now. I heard from Clay that there’s a cool movie about amazing things tonight.” You suggested excitedly.
“Sure, that’s a nice idea.” She nodded her head enthusiastically and you smiled at her. She seemed a little child, excited for Disneyland. “But before that, can we go to my house? I need to change.”
“Yes, of course.” You smiled at her as you both finished your hot chocolates. You both laughed when you had a simple stare. You both felt great and relieved, mostly Hannah. She found someone who really appreciated her presence and a friend.
Once Hannah opened her bedroom door for you, you already felt welcomed in her personal space. You started to wander around Hannah’s room when she entered her bathroom, preparing for your friendly date together.
Her room was clean and rose-scented. The walls were full of posters and pictures and her school desk was clean too, no messy stuffs around. Everything was on their place and the bed was perfectly made too.
“Hannah?” You called for her attention when she got out of the bathroom. You noticed somethings on her desk that amazed you and you were so curious to know what they were all about.
“Yes?” She stopped in front of the desk, putting her eyes on the things that you found on her desk.
“Why are these tapes here?” You grabbed one and you admired it while holding it in your hand. The tape had a cover with some cute drawings on it and there was a number three drawn with a blue nail polish on one side of the tape. “Is it a project?”
“Oh, no.” Hannah smiled widely. “I recorded them just for something.”
“Can I listen to them?” You shook the tape as you were so astonished that someone still used these stuffs. “How many are there?” You put the tape back on her desk carefully.
“No! It’s not that important.” Hannah protested and she took the blue and black shoe box on her desk. She looked at it for a while before she threw it in one of her desk drawers, together with the tape you were admiring before. “There were six tapes in that box with twelve sides, but I might break them because I don’t need them anymore.”
You looked at Hannah and she had a great big smile on her face. She felt good and wanted during that moment, because she finally found someone who could help her, someone who never judged her, someone who wasn’t afraid to stand up for her.
“I don’t need them anymore, now that I have my friend with me.” She winked at you and you both laughed, although you didn’t know to what she was really referring with those tapes.
“Always.” You gave her one true smile and she ran to you to give you a tight hug. You hugged her back and you felt nice that you helped her in a copacetic way.
“Thank you.” Hannah mumbled as she rested her chin on your shoulder, lingering the feeling of having a friend with her. You couldn’t understand for what exactly she was thanking you for but you assume that it was for helping her earlier. “You saved me today.”
For @snowbaz-feda day 29. Baz takes care of Simon, and Simon accuses Baz of plotting.
I didn’t want to go off and kill them all, I thought I could
fight the beasts and chase them away, but there are too many of them and none
of my spells are coming out right and there are cuts across my body where
they’ve slashed me with their claws and I can’t. I can’t fight them. The sword
drops from my hand, the magic spills over, and I feel the explosion at the same
moment I hit the ground.
Snow barely makes it through the door and to his bed before he
collapses, his upper body slumped across the bed with the rest of him still
hanging off it, knees scraping the floor. I wait for him to heave himself the
rest of the way up, but he doesn’t move. I can smell blood, and his shirt is
torn in a few places.
I ignore the sensation of my fangs filling my mouth and
cautiously step closer.
There’s no answer, not even a groan, and he’s still not moving.
I take in the dishevelled state of his hair and the scars on his back, visible
through the tears in the fabric of his shirt, and I forget all about keeping my
distance and rush to his side. I grab his wrist.
There’s a pulse, but it’s slow and irregular, and he seems to be
struggling to breathe.
Up close the smell of blood is stronger, and I can see that he’s
unconscious. Whatever it was has seriously hurt him. He starts to slump back
towards the ground and I catch him with an arm around his shoulders. I try to
figure out how to move him onto the bed with the least physical contact
possible. In the end, I scoop him up with my other arm under his knees, and I
try not to hold him too close as I lift him up and gently lay him on his back
on the bed.
I take out my wand and spell away the tattered remains of his
shirt, dropping them onto the floor for him to deal with later. There are cuts
and wounds all over his chest, some bleeding quite badly, and his face looks
pale underneath all the blood and grime and he looks like he could be dead.
There’s a strange ache in the pit of my stomach, and I won’t pretend I don’t
know what it is. (It’s the feeling of seeing the one you love close to death,
and realising how close you are to losing him.)
I cast every healing spell I can think of, repeating them over
and over, until the scars finally start to shrink and the colour returns to his
I wish we could hurry up get through this bullshit of being apart and start our lives together. Instead of snuggling your hoodie and laying my head on your pillow with my tears covering it, I wish I was snuggling you with my head on your chest because I sleep so much better with you. Instead of falling asleep on the phone, I wish I was falling asleep to your kisses. Instead of waking up to your text, I wish I was waking up to your perfect little smile. Instead of your tooth brush sitting in the holder in the same spot where you left it, I wish I was yelling at you because you left it out on the counter. Instead of my floor being clean, I wish it was covered with your clothes because you never pick up after yourself. Instead, of eating pizza rolls and having them all to myself, I wish I was able to give you the last one because I know you really want it. Instead of having my whole bathroom to get ready, I wish you were kicking me out and making me use the small mirror so you can use the big one (even though you don’t need it because you are already beautiful without makeup) Instead of watching movies on FaceTime, I wish we were arguing over the remote and who gets to pick what show we watch. Instead of eating whatever I want for dinner, I wish we were taking hours trying to decide what to eat since you always say “i don’t care” Instead of having my bed to myself, I wish I was sharing it with you and falling off the edge since you take up so much space. In stead of being apart I wish I was there or you were here. Instead of being 600 miles apart I wish we were getting on each other’s nerves from being together so much. I wish I was with you, living our dysfunctional but yet perfect life together
Do you know if wearing your binder way more then 8hours and then to bed sometimes can cause your heartbeat to increase?
I don’t know if it can cause your heartbeat to increase or not, but I do know that it really isn’t safe and you shouldn’t do it in the future.
What are the risks unsafe of binding?
Damaged ribs (bruised, broken, deformed, warped, cracked, etc), aggravation of existing conditions (such as asthma), heart and lung problems, ulcers, build up of fluid in the lungs, vomiting, coughing up blood, etc
If you deform/damage your ribcage, you may never be able to get top surgery, or never be able to bind again.
A non-harmful side-effect would be softer chest tissue, stretch marks on the chest, and more saggy chests
According to this voice in my head, I’m supposed to go down this yellow brick road with you three. Um, are you okay Mr. Qrow?
Yeah yeah, kid. I’m doing great. Here we goooooo.
*Qrow begins drunkenly stumbling down the road*
Ignore Mr. Branwen there. It is an honor for me to escort you, young man.
And just so you know, I am willing to lay down my life in order for you to complete your mission. Let the criminals come and slice my limbs off! Let the Grimm come and eat the parts of my body that aren’t metal! As long as you accomplish your mission, that’s all that matters! No pressure or anything.
I really shouldn’t be here. I need to be at home training Yang! And then I need to go find Ruby and bring her home, do the dishes, clean the bathroom, grade some papers...
*Glynda observes the three men and then hands Oscar a card*
Here is my number, young man. Borrow one of their scrolls and call me if you ever end up in trouble.
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The flirtatious energy between the two of you did nothing
but escalate over the next few weeks – a playful conversation here, a casual
night spent on the couch together there – and it kept building. You’d noticed
that your heart raced when he walked in the room or your cheeks started to turn
the color of a ripe strawberry when he’d catch your eyes, something that never
happened before any of … this.
Prompt: “It’s Just a Cut, Really” taken from this prompt list!
Warnings: swearing, mention of injuries (bruises,cuts,) blood, fluff?
Description: Peter comes to your guys’ movie night injured, but trying to cover it up.
Word count: 1.1k
A/N: this is my first piece i’m uploading on tumblr so please don’t judge it too harshly i’m new to this :) also the movie night thing is overused but forgive me because I think past that it’s pretty original! If not then oh well sorry. also it’s 3AM
You lean against the door, trying to open it while also balancing the overflowing grocery bag in your left arm. It had been a long week and all you could think about was your annual movie night with your best friend Peter. Ever since he ditched last week you’ve made sure he promised to come this week, which is why you stocked up on all your guys’ favorite foods. As soon as you’re in the house and you’ve set the bag down you hear the all too familiar sound of Peter’s ringtone.
“Hey Peter,” You say smiling, while taking things out of the bag.
“Hey Y/N, I’m still coming I promise. I’ll just be a few minutes late..” You hear a loud shout a few seconds after he speaks, which he tries to cover up with a cough. “Where are you? Please stay safe..” You frown, hoping he wasn’t off fighting somebody while on the phone with you.
“I’m fine, I just didn’t want you to worry about me. I have to go Y/N, I’ll see you later!” With that he hangs up and you frown setting your phone down.
You put your items away your mind wandering to why Peter was acting so weird, if he was saving somebody he didn’t have to hide it from you.
You hear three taps on your bedroom window, indicating it was Peter. With a smile you run over and unlock it, “Hey, took you long enough.”
“Yeah sorry,” Peter mumbles slowly crawling through the window. You watched him intently as he clumsily advanced the rest of the way into your bedroom. You noticed that when he finally stood to face you he looked slightly disheveled.
“You okay there?” He forces a laugh in response, which causes him to wince slightly. You eye him suspiciously, but go to choose a movie pretending to not have noticed.
“So we have a lot of choices, we could go old Disney classics?” Glancing over at Peter who hadn’t moved from his previous spot, you see he wasn’t paying attention. “Parker!” Snapping out of his trance he looks at you smiling slightly. “Yea?”
“What movie?” You say gesturing for him to sit beside you. Peter makes his way over to you slowly sitting down, biting his lip in an attempt to not wince. “Um yeah, those are fine Y/N.”
“You’re clearly distracted what’s up?” You turn to face him and see he is staring at your carpet, focused. “My point.”
“Sorry Y/N, I’m just.. tired.” He states, you immediately can tell that was somewhat of a lie. He looked tired but you knew that wasn’t the real problem.
“It’s fine. Lying can really wear you out.” You say, it coming out harsher than you expected.
“W-What? When have I- What?” He stammers looking at you with confusion.
“Peter. I could practically hear you wince from across the room, plus you were acting weird earlier…”
“You’re sorry, Come on Peter I know you better than this.” You let out an exasperated sigh slapping his arm lightly.“Fuck.” He whispers under his breath, holding his arm. You stare at him confused as to how that could’ve hurt him in any remote way. “Peter..?” He doesn’t respond closing his eyes.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”
“No it wasn’t you.” Peter cuts you off, turning slightly to face you.
“Peter Parker. What were you doing earlier?” You demand frowning.
He sighs thinking carefully about how to word what he wanted to say. Before you can react he pulls his sweater over his head and you widen your eyes. Underneath his shirt, there were bruises all along the side of his ribs, his arm had a makeshift bandage around it, blood staining through the white strips.
“Peter..” You breathe out frowning reaching your hand out to touch his arm but pulling back. “Do you want me to… I mean- Can I fix your..” You trail off not knowing what to say.
“No I’m fine.. don’t worry.”
“You don’t seem fine, the minute you stepped in here you were off, let me at least look at it.” You didn’t want to force him into doing anything but you knew he was hurting. His gaze is on you for a while before slowly he takes the bandage off of his arm glancing at you while doing so. Once they were removed you looked closer, seeing that it was a long cut running in a diagonal direction, the bleeding seemed to have slowed down.
“Peter, how did this happen?” You stand up walking to your bathroom getting the first aid kit that your mom insisted you have with you at all times.
“Just.. some local bad guys Y/N, it’s just a cut, really..” He says watching as you take what you needed out. “It’s not just a cut. Every time you go and do something as Spider-Man, you know I get worried sick about you..“
A silence falls between the two of you as he watches you intently, not wanting to speak much. You focus on cleaning the wound, your eyes glancing to his still shirtless body. “Do you want some ice for those?” He just shakes his head in response as you wrap the new bandage around his arm.
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” You say quietly. He sighs briefly, “I didn’t want you to worry. I thought that I could handle it. Things just got more out of hand than I expected tonight. I don’t want to feel like I was too weak to handle the situation and that’s why I got hurt..”
Once you finish you sigh taking his hands in yours looking at him. “Peter I love you, and I know what you do is dangerous. You’re not weak at all for getting a few injuries. They could have been much worse. You may be Spider-Man but you’re not invincible. The next time you get hurt it might not be just a cut. So please promise you’ll try not to get hurt because if anything happens to you..” You trail off.
“Hey.. Y/N, I promise I’ll try, for you, because I love you too and will always be here for you.” You smile wrapping your arms around him holding him close with out putting pressure on his side.
“Okay now that we’ve established that can we please get back to our movie night?” He laughs and nods, slipping his shirt back on an leaning back watching the movie.
There have been lots of practice room conflicts at my university this semester, and we’re only seven weeks in. Some advice (feel free to add to the list!):
If you have a room reserved (and it’s not a classroom), knock before opening the door - better yet, let them open the door. Knocking instruments is bad.
If someone’s stuff is in your room but they aren’t, wait a couple minutes unless you need to warm up for a lesson. They’re usually just in the bathroom.
That being said, don’t leave a room for more than five minutes unless it is definitely reserved for you. Not cool.
As tempting as it is, don’t nap in the practice rooms during your slot. I’ve done it during migraine attacks, but there are plenty of comfy couches around the building just for that!
Don’t eat in the practice rooms! It’s really messy and they never get cleaned!
Remove your garbage. This includes reeds, strings, sheet music, wrappers from food (sometimes there’s an emergency I get it), and nail trimmings. Yes, nail trimmings.
Clip your nails elsewhere, please.
Don’t burn candles in the practice room or wear excessive cologne or perfume. The door is always shut and the smell will never leave.
When getting kicked out, be gracious about it. Yes, it’s a pain, but there was probably a sign on the door with the reservation times. You can check for other rooms quickly, but everyone’s practice time is valuable. You really don’t need to finish that run “really fast.” Maybe once, but every day?
I like to wish them “happy practicing” before I leave if they’re my friends or if they were polite. Positive reinforcement!
Remember that you’ll be seeing these people every day for at least a year, maybe four. You’ll encounter some of them in the professional field if that’s your end goal. The little encounters make a difference!
Allow someone to defer their practice if they need to and they’ll do the same for you. If you’re finishing an assignment or lunch and have a room, let them know that it’s your room and that you’re fine if they use it until you’re done with your lunch or whatever.
It’s totally fine to knock on someone’s door and ask them to listen to you play! They’ll probably say yes and they’ll have good feedback!
I was freaked out about kicking people out of my rooms, so I rehearsed a script: Knock on door, wait for them to open. “Hey, sorry to kick you out but I have this room scheduled right now.” After they leave I thank them. It’s helpful to tell them if you’re only in there to warm up for your next activity so they can either look for another room or hang around.
My school has about 250 total music majors. There’s going to be some conflict at some point, but be as excessively polite as you have to to reduce it.
I want Hallmark to make a card that says:
“I’m sorry for how ashamed of me you must be; I really only want to be someone you could admire.”
I want them to make cards for the friends who don’t hold your hair back when you vomit, but only because you cut your hair so short;
The ones who clean you up and put you to bed after you’ve had too much to drink, and give you two blankets instead of just one.
I need a proper Thank You card for the sort of friends that are few and far between, because a lot of people would just let you fall asleep on the bathroom floor, you know.
A lot of people wouldn’t offer you a cigarette without you having to ask,
And a lot of people would just leave and stay gone after all that shit you tend to drag them into.
You could have spent that night alone;
You could have spent a lot more time bleeding and crying on the street.
You could have said Thank You with your voice and not a Hallmark card because honestly this is getting to be A Little Ridiculous,
But it’s so hard, you know, to say this all out loud, because then you’ll hear it just like it’s happening again, and you think if you let them down one more time that you will just drown and fall to the bottom of Lake Michigan.
And a Thank You card is neater and cleaner and prettier and easier to fit in a mailbox.
Remember the self harm ask? Could you do something where MC catches seven relapsing and something kinda fluffy kinda angsty ensues? If you're okay with it of course. If you're not comfortable writing it that's okay
i personally feel like i suck at angst but hey, i tried ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
(if you want to read what i guess inspired this, check it out here)
trigger warning: self harm
Despite living with both Saeyoung and Saeran, you hadn’t seen neither of them in days
Saeran had gotten slighty better mentally since he came home from the hospital a few weeks back, but because he felt bad about his random outbursts of anger, he had locked himself into his room to not yell at you
Seven was feeling guilty because he couldn’t help his brother more, and with his agency work in addition, he also locked himself into his room
He didn’t even respond to your texts and calls
Feeling worried and pretty fed up with his shit, you decided to try to comfort your boyfriend
You walked to his door, hoping he would let you in so you could talk
Just as you were about to knock, you heard muffled crying from his room
You tried to open his door but it wouldn’t budge, so you found the cat robot to help you
With its help you got the door open, but part of you wished you hadn’t managed
On the bed, looking like a deer in the headlights, was your boyfriend desperately trying to wipe the fresh blood away from his arms
Feeling defeated, he dropped the blade from his hand and hung his head.
“I’m sorry… I know I promised you not to, but…”
You hugged him carefully to not touch his arms, and he started sobbing on your shoulder
“Shh… I know it’s hard, okay? No one blames you for what has happened. I know it doesn’t seem like that, but even Saeran knows deep down that this isn’t your fault. The only one who doesn’t know is you, so please stop blaming yourself. You’re not a bad person, okay?”
“I don’t deserve you, MC… You could’ve been happy with someone else, why would you choose me? I’m… I’m sad, I make you sad, I make Saeran sad, I don’t know what to do!”
You noticked his breath hitching and saw that he was on the werge of panicking, so you cupped his faced and made him look into your eyes
“Listen here, Saeyoung. I know that you are in a lot of pain, we all are, but nothing will get solved by suffering alone. We need each other, okay? I need you so much, and I hate seeing you like this. I love you, and I want to help you. Do you understand that?”
He looked down, too ashamed to meet your eyes, and nodded
You kissed his cheek and took his hand, leading him to the bathroom where the first aid kit was
“Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah? Then all three of us can take a walk to the park to get some ice cream, I think we all need some fresh air”
When he saw your sad face as you cleaned his deeper wounds, he wondered how he got so lucky as to have you
“I know I’m not particularly good at saying this, but… Thank you. For taking care of me, for helping me, for loving me. I really do love you back, I’m sorry that I’m so distant sometimes”
He wrapped you into his arms as soon as they were bandaged up, and promised to always take care of you