I guess there’s this show called “Boy Band” that’s looking for the next One Direction cause there’s been a and I quote “void in the boy band world since their hiatus” and I watched this News Feed video on it and was like…really cause…
I am THRILLED to see a new Science Officer Jim comic! Your drawings/comics of him never fail to make me SO HAPPY!!!!!! If you just happened to decide you wanted to draw him more, I will be right here with pom poms and one of those big foam fingers. There is a special place in my heart for that AU. <3 Thank you for always making my day! No matter what you draw!
“This is a promise that I’ll come back home– come back to you– after every case.”
wc: 1034 // just a lil short and quick something to get me back into the writing business
You’re not so much surprised as you are confused to see Spencer sitting on the coffee table pouring over some files when you walk through the door of the apartment. Spencer, who seven hours ago, called you from his hotel room in a sleepy Utah town in the middle of a case. He had told you that he wouldn’t be home for another four days, and yet here he was: messy hair and soft smile and the beginnings of a black eye and bandages on his arms. He looks like he hasn’t shut his eyes once in the past three days he’s been gone.
“Hi,” he says. He sounds as exhausted as he looks.
It’s not like you haven’t seen him roughed up before– you’re almost used to it by now, actually. And it’s not like he hasn’t been gone for longer than this either. But tonight, you’re extra eager to see him, slamming the door shut and dropping your bag on the floor as you rush over to him. You wrap your arms around his neck and he hums quietly in contentment as he rests his head against yours.
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@amanduh-hess (honestly y’all already know this phoenix is one of my favorite people ever and I lob him even tho he doesnt believe in lov but dont tell him i said that), @allrighthello (KENN who is ANOTHER one of my favorite people ever u all need to follow bc she’s a sweetheart and i love her), @the-cockbite-syndicate or @personalized-radio (hANNAH or hanada, one of the funniest and sweetest people i’ve ever met and I love her even tho she forcibly married me), @daddyhundar (my son theo fOLLOW HIM), @nealinator (tAY im love her follow her too), @oohbucky (julie is an absolute sweethort and i lov her as well), @tardisgrump (anny does some AMAZING cc artwork seriously go check her out), @asherthefirst (mOF who is honestly so fucking funny and literal #1 asher stan GO FOLLOW THEM RIGHT NOW), @james-wilson (ASH who is also incredible and i adore her go follow her <3) @immortalhdildo (mARIAM one f the first cc blogs I followed and I still lob her a lot), @cow-flop (Sam is honestly so sweet and her blog is A1 go follow her), @fakegeoff (RIKKI aka one of the funniest and best people on here go follow them), @cowcuck (CJ has one of the best cc blogs and is just fuckin dope in general), @callmecowchop (mARI who even tho she exposed me is still a sweetheart and i lov her), @jamescurlyhair (james! another sweetheart with a kickass blog), @fakechop (emma has an incredible blog and is funny as hell), @jamesangel (makes some of the best gifs I’ve EVER seen in my life and actually made me want to start making gifs holy shit)
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Eisuke doesn’t get much sleep. He rubbed his temples as he
finally snaps his laptop closed. With one hand, Eisuke reaches out and switches
off the bedside lamp and sinks down into the mattress. The night is quiet,
unlike his racing mind. He knows how early he’ll have to get up and prepare for
meetings and mountains of paperwork, not to mention planning the next auction.
God, he was already exhausted.
In his irritation, Eisuke turned onto his side and tried to
push the thoughts out of his mind. The sight of her sleeping peacefully beside
him suddenly made all of his worries seem meaningless.
Her rich, brown hair splayed across the pillow, and the soft
smile on MC’s face told Eisuke that she was having pleasant dreams. He resisted
the urge to run his fingers through her hair or pull her tiny frame close to
his chest. Instead, Eisuke simply smiled and closed his eyes.
Eisuke doesn’t get much sleep, but it’s moments like this
that make it all worth it.
The rich smell of coffee reached Eisuke’s nose, and he set
down his tablet and stifled a yawn. Looking up, he found the source of the
aroma: she was standing next to the coffee maker as it sputtered out the hot
liquid. She was lazily pulling her hair into a ponytail, having already changed
into her work uniform.
Eisuke found himself captivated by what would normally be a mundane sight, and he rested his chin in his perfectly-manicured hand. He kept his eyes on her as she reached for the sugar and milk, making his coffee just how he liked it. She stirred the drink while humming a song under her breath, and Eisuke almost smiled. He drank in the scene before him until she began to make her way towards him. Eisuke resumed a neutral expression and picked up the tablet before her eyes rested on him, and MC was none the wiser.
“Sorry I couldn’t make you breakfast before work, but I have your coffee here” she said apologetically, as she placed the mug on the table. He gave her a slight nod of approval, his eyes not leaving his device. Curious, MC leaned in to read the article on the screen.
Eisuke tried to hide the fact that his heart was racing. The light scent of her perfume filled the air, and her soft lips were parted slightly - only inches from his face. He subconsciously leaned into her touch when she began to play with his hair at the base of his neck.
“You’re going to be late for your shift if you don’t hurry up” Eisuke replied, sitting up straight and giving her a stern look. He would never admit that he loved little moments like this.
“Oh, you’re right. I’ll see you later” she cried out, grabbing her purse and heading towards the door. Eisuke watched her leave, the scene of her perfume still wafting around him.
The penthouse was buzzing with activity, but Eisuke barely noticed. He had long since tuned out the sound of Mamoru bickering with Baba and Ota about some ridiculous prank they just pulled, Soryu was on his phone discussing his newest deal with the Dragons. Hikaru and Shuichi were huddled around a laptop, no doubt hacking into a rival politician’s sensitive data. Eisuke sighed and put down his phone, instead choosing to rub his temples.
Looking up, Eisuke caught sight of her. MC was rushing around the penthouse, running mindless errands for the Bidders. While he’d never admit it out loud, Eisuke was constantly amazed at her ability to handle the ragtag crew and their demands.
He watched her place a drink in front of Soryu and clear off a nearby table of magazines strewn about. Her slender hands reached out and organized the pile, then she brought them to her face. With one fluid motion, MC tucked her hair behind her ears and continued working. Eisuke found himself trained on her delicate hands, always seeming to be working for someone else.
Don’t they know she’s my woman? he thought irritably. They shouldn’t make her work so hard.
Eisuke almost chuckled at the irony of his statement; he ordered her about more than anyone else. Perhaps that was his way of caring. More likely, it was Eisuke’s way of ensuring that MC only focused on him.
With a smirk, Eisuke turned back to his phone.
“I’ll get us some more wine” she said, standing up to reach for the now-empty glasses. Eisuke decided to reward MC after a hard day of work with a bottle of red gifted to him from God-knows-who, but he found no enjoyment in the drink. His eyes, his thoughts, all of them were only on her. That’s why he gripped the slim wrist as it reached over to his glass.
“I think there’s something more important you could be doing” he mused, rising from his seat. Without loosening his grip, Eisuke pulled her close and ran his lips down her neck. Her involuntary shudder made his mouth curl into a devilish grin, and he wrapped his free hand around her waist.
“Eisuke, wai-” she cried out, but her voice was soon replaced by a gasp. Eisuke loved her voice, but something about her other noises was music to his ears.
“What was that?” he asked, feigning innocence. He knew she could hear the smirk in his voice. Eisuke looked at her face as she dragged her hand up his arm, choosing to tangle it into his dark locks.
“You little devil” she replied, an uncharacteristically bold statement leaving her lips. Before Eisuke could be too impressed by her words, she gently tugged his head down and crashed their lips together.
In that moment, Eisuke knew no wine could compare to the drunk he got from her kiss.