Warning: Angst (not male reader and Spencer), fluff
The BAU team's intelligent but reserved criminal profiler, Spencer Reid, has long baffled his peers. He has been a crucial part of the squad because of his extensive knowledge and remarkable abilities. But up until now, his private life has been a mystery.
Jennifer Jareau, also referred to as "JJ," has long had feelings for Reid. With time, her respect for him has increased since she began to view him as more than just a work colleague—rather, she may fall in love with him. She thought it over for a long time before telling him how she felt, hoping he would accept her.
She had no idea that Reid was already seeing someone else—none other than the male reader from Dom, a fellow BAU team member who had supported him through good times and bad. Taken aback by JJ's abrupt admission, Reid softly disclosed that he was already in a committed relationship.
JJ, on the other hand, was unable to process the news because of her feelings. She reached forward to kiss Reid, but before she could get close, the male Dom reader intervened, gently taking her arm and telling her to "stay in her lane." JJ was shocked by the sudden turn of events and realized she had completely misjudged the scenario. Reid's admission came as a huge shock to her, and she felt ashamed of herself for what she had done. After watching the scene in silence, the Dom male reader pulled JJ aside and gently explained that her feelings for Reid were real but misplaced. He emphasized to her that she needed to accept the reality that Reid was already in a satisfying and happy relationship.
Shocked, JJ apologized to Reid and the male Dom reader for her actions. She realized that it was time to move on since her emotions had gotten in the way of her judgment. Realizing that JJ was sincere in her feelings, Reid—who had remained mute throughout the exchange—forgave her. He reassured her that this incident would not have an impact on their professional relationship and that they would remain friends and colleagues. Reminding JJ that he was an important team member as well and deserving of respect, Dom male reader, who had been Reid's pillar of support during this whole ordeal, stood by his side. Ultimately, JJ gained important insight into appreciating the connections and limitations of others. Nonetheless, Reid and the male Dom reader maintained a solid and encouraging partnership, cooperating to resolve some of the most difficult cases the BAU team had ever seen.
This experience will always serve as a reminder that feelings can occasionally impair our judgment and that it's important to respect other people's relationships and sentiments, even if it means letting go of our desires.
Warning: Angst (not male reader and Spencer), fluff
The BAU team's intelligent but reserved criminal profiler, Spencer Reid, has long baffled his peers. He has been a crucial part of the squad because of his extensive knowledge and remarkable abilities. But up until now, his private life has been a mystery.
Jennifer Jareau, also referred to as "JJ," has long had feelings for Reid. With time, her respect for him has increased since she began to view him as more than just a work colleague—rather, she may fall in love with him. She thought it over for a long time before telling him how she felt, hoping he would accept her.
She had no idea that Reid was already seeing someone else—none other than the male reader from Dom, a fellow BAU team member who had supported him through good times and bad. Taken aback by JJ's abrupt admission, Reid softly disclosed that he was already in a committed relationship.
JJ, on the other hand, was unable to process the news because of her feelings. She reached forward to kiss Reid, but before she could get close, the male Dom reader intervened, gently taking her arm and telling her to "stay in her lane." JJ was shocked by the sudden turn of events and realized she had completely misjudged the scenario. Reid's admission came as a huge shock to her, and she felt ashamed of herself for what she had done. After watching the scene in silence, the Dom male reader pulled JJ aside and gently explained that her feelings for Reid were real but misplaced. He emphasized to her that she needed to accept the reality that Reid was already in a satisfying and happy relationship.
Shocked, JJ apologized to Reid and the male Dom reader for her actions. She realized that it was time to move on since her emotions had gotten in the way of her judgment. Realizing that JJ was sincere in her feelings, Reid—who had remained mute throughout the exchange—forgave her. He reassured her that this incident would not have an impact on their professional relationship and that they would remain friends and colleagues. Reminding JJ that he was an important team member as well and deserving of respect, Dom male reader, who had been Reid's pillar of support during this whole ordeal, stood by his side. Ultimately, JJ gained important insight into appreciating the connections and limitations of others. Nonetheless, Reid and the male Dom reader maintained a solid and encouraging partnership, cooperating to resolve some of the most difficult cases the BAU team had ever seen.
This experience will always serve as a reminder that feelings can occasionally impair our judgment and that it's important to respect other people's relationships and sentiments, even if it means letting go of our desires.
hello! may I request Lookism men (Gun, Goo, Sam, Jake) x f!reader in which we call him “hubby” while texting him, let him read and then remove the message? it would be appreciated if you can do it in the texting app form ^^ thank you!
I am so sorry it took so long to get your request. I hope you like it. I try my best.
hello! may I request Lookism men (Gun, Goo, Sam, Jake) x f!reader in which we call him “hubby” while texting him, let him read and then remove the message? it would be appreciated if you can do it in the texting app form ^^ thank you!
I am so sorry it took so long to get your request. I hope you like it. I try my best.
I see that you do open requests for Lookism so... may I ask for Sam x reader, like when you get mad because he comes home late without sending any messages so you let him sleep on the sofa, but Sam realizes that it was his fault and asks for your forgiveness by hugging and kissing all over your face?
Hope you like reblog and like are very much appreciated😊
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In the dim glow of the living room, the air hung heavy with an unspoken tension. I sat hunched over my book, my eyes struggling to focus on the words that blurred before me. Hours had turned into sleepless nights as I waited anxiously for my boyfriend, Samuel.
The clock ticked past midnight, stretching into the wee hours. Anger gnawed at me, fueled by his deafening silence. He had promised to be home early, but as the night wore on, his absence filled me with a sense of unease. It wasn't the lateness that bothered me; it was the lack of communication. Not a single text message or call to let me know that he would be delayed.
As the first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains, I knew I couldn't hold back my frustration any longer. With heavy steps, I made my way to the bedroom, where Samuel lay soundly asleep on our bed.
His gentle snores filled the room, mocking my sleepless night. Without a word, I yanked the covers off his body and threw him onto the sofa. His dazed eyes blinked open as he looked up at me, confusion etched on his face.
Before he could utter a word, I turned on my heel and walked out of the room. I could hear his bare feet padding after me as he pleaded, 'Baby, what's wrong?'
I didn't respond. I had given him a chance to explain himself, but he had squandered it. The anger that had been simmering within me boiled over as I retreated to the kitchen.
As I sat there nursing a cup of coffee, Samuel entered the kitchen. He sat down next to me and took my hands in his. 'I'm sorry, sweetheart. I didn't mean to worry you,' he said, his voice a mix of remorse and concern.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I confronted him about his absence. I told him how hurt and abandoned I felt when he didn't communicate with me. Samuel listened patiently, his heart filled with guilt and understanding.
When I was finished, Samuel pulled me into a tight embrace. His warm breath mingled with mine as he whispered, 'I was wrong. I should have let you know I was going to be late. I promise it won't happen again.'
He began peppering my face with kisses, his lips soft and apologetic. Each kiss was a plea for forgiveness, a promise of a future where communication and trust prevailed.
As his kisses continued, my anger melted away, replaced by a warm glow. I felt his love surrounding me like a protective blanket, enveloping me in a sense of security.
'I love you, Samuel,' I whispered against his lips.
'I love you too, my sweet,' he replied, pulling me closer.
Together, we curled up on the sofa, his arms wrapped securely around me. The memory of his absence faded as we regained our connection. At that moment, I realized that our bond was unbreakable, capable of withstanding even the most challenging of nights.
As the sun began to rise anew, casting its golden rays into our living room, I fell asleep in Samuel's embrace, knowing that he would always be there for me, just a text message away.
Hi! First of all its fine if you don't like the request or don't feel like doing it. It's about Lookism. So what i'd like is like an angsty love triangle story where reader doesn't know who to choose because she cares for both (you are free to write about any characters you want it's fine for me). At the end she chooses the one who she thought needs her the most or something like that but like something happens to the one she didn't choose and she regrets not having gone with him since the beginning. Anyway something like this. Hope it's fine for you too. Thank you!!!
Hope you enjoy liking and reblogging are very much appreciated❤️😍
In the end, your compassion led you to choose Jace, whose pain-filled past seemed to demand your solace. Yet, as time went on, a nagging doubt lingered in your mind. Vasco's unconditional love, unmarred by the complexities that shadowed Jace, began to allure you.
As fate would have it, a turn of events occurred that shattered your decision. Jace, overcome by his inner demons, pushed you away, leaving you shattered and alone. At that moment, you realized the folly of your choice. Vasco, always by your side, had been the one who truly deserved your heart.
Regret gnawed at you as you remembered the lost opportunities, the unspoken words that could have changed everything. You had chosen the path of compassion, only to be met with rejection. Now, you longed to rewind time, to have walked alongside Vasco from the very beginning.
he whispered in his ear a tempting curiosity, and planted the seed of desire deep within him. for when it bloomed, it would be unstoppable.
it was a typical night for you, maybe slightly lonelier then some days. it was rare for such a mundane day to occur, but there were no complaints from you. it seemed normal when you went to sleep, a strange but pleasant feeling. you had seen a strange male in your dreams, black marks and clawed hands. last night was the closest he had gotten to you, whispering his name in your ear before you woke up in cold sweat. he had a faint mark on his body, and a grin. when a frantic, persistent, annoying knock woke you up at some ungodly hour in the morning.
you considered not opening it, hoping that whoever it was got the hint, until they started begging your name at your door. it was a familiar voice, one that you had always known. there was a familiar pink haired male at your doorstep, mumbling to himself and teary eyed. concern immediately welled up within you as you rushed to get him inside your small house.
he wasted no time in flinging himself on you, wrapping his arms around your neck and inhaling your scent in big deep breaths. whatever sleepiness you had was fully gone, and replaced with confusion. he was muttering into your neck, going a mile a minute and with a red blush blooming over his face. he took a deep breath, looked you in the eyes and repeated himself once more.
"i.. uh.. its a long story but i ate a cursed finger and its another long story but basically i have another entity in me and hes annoying and opens his mouth alot and talks to me in my headandhesanincubus." another loooong inhale before he spoke again. "andhesbeenputtingstuffintomyheadaboutsexandijustcantgetitoutofmyheadprobablybecausenowthathesinmybodyheschangingit."
he then looked at you, before his eyes drew to the waistband of your pants. "i uh, i uh.. its been on my mind.. i just can't get sex out of my head and i've been tired and .." he paused again, "sukuna won't shut up about it in my head, and tonight its been the worst its ever been.. ive been fantasizing about you and i need to see if what hes been saying is true.. please don't hate me.."
he even sat on your couch, staring at you with those big teary eyes, even grabbing your hand and rubbing his face against it. he sure was desperate, and plus it was your duty as his best friend, right?
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he is so,, so eager for anything. you started off by making out with him, something that he took to like a champ, sweet moans were contained between your lips and he was more then eager to dwell deeper and deeper with newfound sin. he felt so energized by a simple make out session. he hoped that his energy came more from the excitement of doing it with you, and not what the demon inside his head was alluring to.
and when you pulled out your dick yuuji placed his arm against it, cooing at how it compared to his arm. this was the most quiet sukuna has been since he swallowed that damned finger. it felt like his body was in heat ever since you kissed him, and seeing your thick, pulsing length measure up against his arm made that heat in him burn in anticipation. he's jerked off to porn thinking of you, imagining you deep within him, the feeling of you pinning him against a wall and using his body for your own need.
at first sukuna whispered about how good it is to cuddle with someone, then it became how nice it would feel to have your warm, strong body cuddle against his. then it became planting thoughts in his head, making him wonder how big your dick is, or if you were as gentle in bed as you were talking to him. drilling fantasies was practically effortless given that the male jerked off every day and imagined it was you two instead. being a part of yuujis head meant that he knew everything, including that you were the easiest target in making him succumb, and break to his will.
and being near him just made you reckless, your festering desire to be in him and be connected to him made you do stupid things. he tenderly grabbed your dick, almost like he was trying to see how it felt on his hand, how the heat and weight felt. he could feel you throb freely in his hold, like it was inviting him to touch it, to touch you. and who was he to deny you? his eyes were blown wide, and everything about you from how you look to how you smell invited him closer to you. he was starting to get desperate, gruff whines mixing in with his pants whenever you roamed his body, faint whispers and begs to stick it in. your touch ignited the fire deep within his body, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could wait for you to put it out before it ingulfed him entirely.
he was sensitive, and so,, so tight. yuujis salmon hair was sweaty and he already cum from sheer anticipation of getting fucked. currently he was facing your ceiling, his sturdy thighs wrapping around your waist while you thrusted into him. his walls were as needy as he was, sloppy noises filling the room. his toned body was stained with milky fluids. so this is what its like.. fucked out, he thought that in bliss feeling you deep in him. yuuji could feel your powerful thighs piston, and your slick cock hit something deep inside. yet somehow, he still wasn't getting overstimulated. before all of this started, whenever he would jerk off to the thought of you he couldn't last more then a few minutes.. and boy did you not disappoint. you truly look as good above him as you do everywhere else, and the smell of you encompassing him would make him lightheaded in the best way possible.
"see, why deny it?" a cruel voice rang in his mind, making him wince, he tried to ignore it and closed his eyes, tensing. you paused, asking him if he was okay.
"don't deny your body yuuji, give it what it wants..take it for yourself.." it came in a faint whisper in his mind, the lust clouding his mind, tempting him beyond his imagination.
the only reason why he opened his eyes, was because you felt up something that made him jolt, and yelp out a moan. the feeling was so unfamiliar that he snapped his eyes open, seeing you stare at his pelvis in slight awe, and slight worry.
there was a faint glow of a symbol on his abdomen, something that would have made his blood run cold if it weren't that you were here with him, and if he wasn't deep in pleasure.
"he already saw it, dummy. why are you still denying yourself? he can clearly handle it." sukuna was getting impatient, annoyance tainting his words. yuuji didn't want him to ruin his first time, much less with you. if he could just ignore him for a bit long..
"if you won't dwell in your desires, i will.." he could feel a growing force in his head. "let me show you how its done.." and suddenly, itadori wasn't in control of his own body.
his thighs gripped your pelvis before sukuna pushed you down, clawed hand on your chest, sinking deep on your cock. he could see how your mind connected the pieces, seeing your friend transform into the demon from your dreams. his grin came on his face, his hand running over your face before his nail was right at your lip. sukuna peered over your face, gripping your chin. "miss me?" your grunt annoyed him as much as your frightened eyes. one deep, passionate kiss was enough to have your eyes gloss over slightly, and was enough to subdue you.
"now be a good boy," that grin came back on his face when you nodded. he sank on your cock, frothed cum leaking from his ass while he toyed with you. the mark on yuujis body glowed bright pink, and you couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
thats when those smooth, pleasured grunts turned into another yelp of deep nirvana. sukuna was gripping your sheets, tearing them and biting his lip. he himself seemed surprised, covering his mouth.
yuuji in his mind tried to gain control of his body, but the overwhelming force that sukuna had, and the inexperience of himself meant that he could only wait until he had more strength to gain back control. he was forced to watch everything, helpless.
"y'know, that boy really likes you, and you can keep up with me.." he got real close to your face, pleasured insanity running through his eyes and a blush on his face, which means we will see eachother alot more.." sukuna pulled back, gaining back his composure and running his hand through his hair, looked back down on you.
"now let me drain you until you're dry and begging for more.." that was the last you remember after being pulled into a kiss, a pleasurable dream that lasted for hours. the next thing you remember is being woken up by a naked yuuji panicking, and urging you to go wash up with him. and since when did you have all these markings all over you?
Hi! First of all its fine if you don't like the request or don't feel like doing it. It's about Lookism. So what i'd like is like an angsty love triangle story where reader doesn't know who to choose because she cares for both (you are free to write about any characters you want it's fine for me). At the end she chooses the one who she thought needs her the most or something like that but like something happens to the one she didn't choose and she regrets not having gone with him since the beginning. Anyway something like this. Hope it's fine for you too. Thank you!!!
Hope you enjoy liking and reblogging are very much appreciated❤️😍
In the end, your compassion led you to choose Jace, whose pain-filled past seemed to demand your solace. Yet, as time went on, a nagging doubt lingered in your mind. Vasco's unconditional love, unmarred by the complexities that shadowed Jace, began to allure you.
As fate would have it, a turn of events occurred that shattered your decision. Jace, overcome by his inner demons, pushed you away, leaving you shattered and alone. At that moment, you realized the folly of your choice. Vasco, always by your side, had been the one who truly deserved your heart.
Regret gnawed at you as you remembered the lost opportunities, the unspoken words that could have changed everything. You had chosen the path of compassion, only to be met with rejection. Now, you longed to rewind time, to have walked alongside Vasco from the very beginning.
Hi! First of all its fine if you don’t like the request or don’t feel like doing it. It’s about Lookism. So what i’d like is like an angsty love triangle story where reader doesn’t know who to choose because she cares for both (you are free to write about any characters you want it’s fine for me). At the end she chooses the one who she thought needs her the most or something like that but like something happens to the one she didn’t choose and she regrets not having gone with him since the beginning. Anyway something like this. Hope it’s fine for you too. Thank you!!!
I see that you do open requests for Lookism so... may I ask for Sam x reader, like when you get mad because he comes home late without sending any messages so you let him sleep on the sofa, but Sam realizes that it was his fault and asks for your forgiveness by hugging and kissing all over your face?
Hope you like reblog and like are very much appreciated😊
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In the dim glow of the living room, the air hung heavy with an unspoken tension. I sat hunched over my book, my eyes struggling to focus on the words that blurred before me. Hours had turned into sleepless nights as I waited anxiously for my boyfriend, Samuel.
The clock ticked past midnight, stretching into the wee hours. Anger gnawed at me, fueled by his deafening silence. He had promised to be home early, but as the night wore on, his absence filled me with a sense of unease. It wasn't the lateness that bothered me; it was the lack of communication. Not a single text message or call to let me know that he would be delayed.
As the first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains, I knew I couldn't hold back my frustration any longer. With heavy steps, I made my way to the bedroom, where Samuel lay soundly asleep on our bed.
His gentle snores filled the room, mocking my sleepless night. Without a word, I yanked the covers off his body and threw him onto the sofa. His dazed eyes blinked open as he looked up at me, confusion etched on his face.
Before he could utter a word, I turned on my heel and walked out of the room. I could hear his bare feet padding after me as he pleaded, 'Baby, what's wrong?'
I didn't respond. I had given him a chance to explain himself, but he had squandered it. The anger that had been simmering within me boiled over as I retreated to the kitchen.
As I sat there nursing a cup of coffee, Samuel entered the kitchen. He sat down next to me and took my hands in his. 'I'm sorry, sweetheart. I didn't mean to worry you,' he said, his voice a mix of remorse and concern.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I confronted him about his absence. I told him how hurt and abandoned I felt when he didn't communicate with me. Samuel listened patiently, his heart filled with guilt and understanding.
When I was finished, Samuel pulled me into a tight embrace. His warm breath mingled with mine as he whispered, 'I was wrong. I should have let you know I was going to be late. I promise it won't happen again.'
He began peppering my face with kisses, his lips soft and apologetic. Each kiss was a plea for forgiveness, a promise of a future where communication and trust prevailed.
As his kisses continued, my anger melted away, replaced by a warm glow. I felt his love surrounding me like a protective blanket, enveloping me in a sense of security.
'I love you, Samuel,' I whispered against his lips.
'I love you too, my sweet,' he replied, pulling me closer.
Together, we curled up on the sofa, his arms wrapped securely around me. The memory of his absence faded as we regained our connection. At that moment, I realized that our bond was unbreakable, capable of withstanding even the most challenging of nights.
As the sun began to rise anew, casting its golden rays into our living room, I fell asleep in Samuel's embrace, knowing that he would always be there for me, just a text message away.
