#AND IT'S OUR BABYGIRL LIAM

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CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP AND HITTING THE WALL 😍😍😍😍😭😭😭😭😭

Disclaimer : I don't have full chapter (unfortunately 💔)

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liam: "it's quite compl—yknow, compli—yknow, what's that?" noel, very gently: "complementary." liam: "yeh, that's it. complements each other, like the fan and the—" noel: *loudly talks overtop liam*

[biropen]

I CAN'T EVEN

[bohemian-rhapsodys]

Have you ever thought about your funeral? if you're on Tumblr you probably have, so I suggest 1) you get some psychological help 2) pick a song for your friends to play at your funeral. Why? well, why not? it will be your last message to the world, so you have a chance to do something funny.

Don't be boring and play Highway to Hell by AC/DC or Should I Stay or Should I Go by The Clash, be original, choose something that represents your spirit. If you're not insane enough to listen to music and think "wow, this song would be inappropriate to play at a funeral" don't worry babe, I'm here for you and I'll help you on your way to discovering your ideal funeral song. This will work like astrology for those of us who had ask.fm in the 2010s.

So... if you're here you were probably emo or had an interest in emo or some kind of fetish idk. Don't lie. So you could use songs that are simply recognised as "emo" by all your guests to give a message. Bring Me To Life by Evanescene is a safe choice, although Going Under is another. It's never a bad time to listen to Fall Out Boy, there's Immortals or Sugar, We're Going Down. I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco would be good, although High Hopes is another option, but if your mother is already dead you can play Hey Look Ma, I Made It or if you die having just graduating college then Death of a Bachelor. Still with emo, My Chemical Romance can't not be an alternative: Welcome to the Black Parade, Dead!, This Is How I Disappear or Famous Last Words will prove your death because if you don't get up to sing you've really gone to the other side. You have Hard Times by Paramore too. Anthem of Our Dying Day or Until the Day I Die from Story Of The Year are bangers, think about it.

If you weren't emo or don't like emo stuff (I don't believe you, but don't worry I'm not going to drag you out of the emo closet with your family babygirl) you can joke about whether you will be buried or cremated, even more personalised!

Will they cremate you? Hot In Here by Nelly, Sean Paul's Temperature, Gasolina by Daddy Yankee, Dynamite by Taio Cruz, Burn by Ellie Goulding, Girl On Fire by Alicia Keys, Drop It Like It's Hot by Snoop Dog, Things We Lost In The Fire by Bastille, Blow by Kesha. And of course, Fireball by Pitbull. You're gon' boggie oogie oogie, jiggle, wiggle and dance like the roof on fire with these ones.

Will they bury you? Drag Me Down by One Direction or Get Low by Liam Payne and Zedd, The Box by Roddy Ricch, She Looks So Perfect by 5 Seconds Of Summer (you'll look stunning in that casket pookie), Six Feet Under by Billie Eilish, Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics, Scream & Shout by will.i.am and Britney Spears (all eyes will be on you, ofc) or Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd.

If not you can use any song used as an internet meme. Like Like a Prayer by Madonna, Goodbye by Bo Burnham, I Wouldn't Mind by He Is We (you can also ask your friends to make a video of your life -like a recap- titled it "saddest video in the world", full of made up stuff) or Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley.

You can also choose one based on the cause of death. Hit by a car? Life is a Highway by Rascal Flats (bonus points if you are a Cars fan), Ride by Twenty One Pilots, Shut Up And Drive by Rihanna. Run over by an hoverboard? Dumb Ways To Die by Tangerine Kitty (yes, the soundtrack to the video game) or Nobody's Perfect by Hannah Montana. Shot? Bulletproof by La Roux, Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar, Louis Tomlinson's Kill My Mind or Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead Or Alive. Suicide? Don't Try Suicide or Keep Yourself Alive by Queen, I Think I'm Going To Kill Myself by Elton John, Rock 'n' Roll Suicide by David Bowie, Van Halen's Jump. Trying to save someone from a robbery? Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson, Help! by The Beatles, Gangsta's Paradise by Coolio and the Avengers theme song by Alan Silvestri. Overdosed at a party? Ricky Martin's Livin' La Vida Loca, Ayesha Erotica's Literal Legend, Pitbull's Time Of Our Lives and LMFAO's Party Rock Anthem. Heart Attack? Demi Lovato and One Direction have a track called "Heart Attack" or Boom Clap by Charli xcx. Slashed to death? (I Just) Died In Your Gun Tonight by Cutting Crew. Eaten by a new Jeffrey Dahmer? Cannibal by Kesha. Or if you died young it could be Die Young by Kesha or We Are Young by fun.

If you like to be ironic the following are for you: Best Day Of My Life by American Authors, Stayin Alive by Bee Gees, I'm Still Standing by Elton John, I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor, Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go by Wham!, Don't Stop Me Now by Queen, Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) by Kelly Clarkson, Every Breath You Take by The Police, breathin by Ariana Grande, Survivor by Destiny's Child, Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen (spoiler: they won't be able to call you unless its via ouija), Lush Life by Zara Larsson, My Heart Will Go On by Celiné Dion (bonus points if you drowned), So Happy I Could Die by Lady Gaga, About That Time by Lizzo, Wake Me Up by Avicii, Unstoppable by Sia, Safe And Sound by Capital Cities, When Will My Life Begin? by Mandy Moore (who doesn't love Tangled?), Rusted Root's Send Me On My Way, Take My Breath Away by Berlin, On My Own by Ross Lynch (Teen Beach Movie 2 representation here), I Don't Wanna Live Forever by Zayn and Taylor Swift, Kool & The Gang's Celebration, Alive by One Direction (bonus points if you're gay) or Viva La Vida by Coldplay.

Do you want your friends to feel like they're inside a sad edit? Somebody That I Used to Know by Goyte and Kimbra, Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal) by Fergie, The Show Must Go On by Queen, We Go Together by John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John, Katty Perry's The One That Got Away, Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) by Green Day, I'll Be There For You by The Rembrandts, Cry Me a River by Justin Timberlake, Die With A Smile by Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga, Everybody Wants To Rule The Word by Tears For Fears. Or maybe you prefer to joke that you "abandoned" them: All You Had To Do Was Stay, Is It Over Now? or Look What You Made Me Do by Taylor Swift, Want U Back by Cher Lloyd, Problem by Ariana Grande, bury a friend by Billie Eilish, Smash Mouth's All Star, Irreplaceable by Beyoncé, Naomi Scott's She's So Gone, Friends On The Other Side by Keith David (Tiana is the best Disney Princess), I'm Like a Bird by Nelly Furtado, Anna Kendrick's Cups (for the Pitch Perfect girlies), Take Me Home Country Roads but the Lana Del Rey version to make it more random, Eminem's Without Me, *NSYNC's Bye Bye Bye, Let It Go by Idina Menzel (extra points if you died of hypothymia).

Anyway, in any context it's funny to fuck with your guests with This Is What You Came For by Rihanna and Calvin Harris.

Would you like to play a chill good vibes song for them to smoke a joint in your name? Don't Worry Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin, Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles or Michael Bublé's Feeling Good. Have you ever heard the lyrics of Treat People With Kindness by Harry Styles? You should.

Do you like the idea of kidding with heaven/hell? try Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin, Hells Bells or Hell Ain't a Bad Place to Be by AC/DC, Locked Out Of Heaven by Bruno Mars (bonus points if you're gay cause sex won't take you to paradise), all the good girls go the hell by Billie Eilish, What The Hell by Avril Lavigne, Sympathy For The Devil or Knockin' On Heaven's Door by Guns N' Roses, Bad To The Bone by George Thorogood & The Destroyers (you can play the scene from Megamind in the background if you want), Otherside by Red Hot Chili Peppers, Cage The Elephant's Ain't No Rest For The Wicked, Back To Life by Zayn, Heaven by Niall Horan, The Smiths' Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now, Made In Heaven or Spread Your Wings by Queen, George Michael's Faith, Heaven Is A Place On Earth by Belinda Carlisle, A Whole New World From Aladdin (you can use the original version or the Zayn one if you like 1D), Defying Gravity by Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande (to leave a message that you are defying gravity to those who ground you), Almost There by Anika Noni Rose (more The Princess and the Frog representation here). Even Europe's The Final Countdown can be a good bet, as can Hozier's Take Me To Church (again, bonus points if you're gay).

I've named songs from musicals as you may have noticed, and you might like them, so One Last Time from Hamilton, My Dead Gay Son from Heathers or The Whole "Being Dead" Thing from Beetlejuice might hit the spot.

Do you believe in reincarnation or do you want to screw people that you will haunt them by being a ghost/zombie? Oops!...I Did It Again by Britney Spears, There She Goes by The La's, Dark Horse by Katy Perry, Ghostbusters by Ray Parker Jr., Thriller by Michael Jackson or The Phantom Of The Opera main track by Andrew Lloyd Webber (because it gives vampire vibes).

If you're boring you'll probably end up choosing Live And Let Die by Wings because you like the idea of telling your loved ones "let me go", and although it's part of the soundtrack of several films including Shrek the Third (so passing the scene would be funny), why not choose the actual funny equivalent? I'm talking about Let It Grow from The Lorax. "But if this ever-changing world in which we're living makes you give in and cry say live and let die" and "Let's celebrate the world's rebirth we say let it grow" are exactly the same, in case you didn't notice.

And if none of this convinces you: you can always use Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day and carve in your casket "I never thought being obnoxious would get me where I am today" which is a quote by Billie Joe Armstrong. Or just play Another One Bites the Dust by Queen, or The Office's intro, whatever.

I know if you read to the end you liked the idea, didn't you, sweetheart? So remember that you are too hot and sexy to die, don't do it. Ever. Be immortal like Castiel. Or Godzilla, your choice.

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THE WISEWOMAN (roman reigns ff) <chapter 15>

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Sophia's POV:

We are currently at the beach with Alani, Jullian, Sarah and Liam that stayed overnight.

I helped Patricia, Joe's mother, to make breakfast for everyone. His sisters left last night alongside with the elder kids that have school, and they left the little ones for us and I'm actually so happy.

During breakfast Julian said he wants to take me to a nice place, meaning the beach. It is the prettiest one I have ever seen, most definitely.

The water is the perfect shade of sea blue, the sand is as smooth as velvet, the sun is shining and I hope I get a good tan today. I can't believe I'm thinking all of that in the end of January.

I am wearing a white two-piece swimsuit and a long white mesh skirt that I use when I go to the beach. My boyfriend was with black swimsuit and a towel around his shoulders. His hair in a manbun and black sunglasses on his face.

We made sure to put suncream on all the four kids since the least we want for them is to get sunburn.

"Aunt, let me put suncream on your back." Julian grabbed it from the sunbed.

"Nah. Uncle is gonna handle that, okay?" Joe immediately opposed to his nephew.

"Let's go build a sandcastle." Liam, the eldest of them, suggested and the kids ran to the shore with their little buckets.

The shore was close enough to us so we could watch them and react quickly.

"That little guy is gonna get the whooping." Joe spoke as he started putting sunscreen on my back.

"No whoopings. He is not your opponent. He is your nephew." I said with strict tone.

"Do you know how I was raised, babygirl? With a Samoan father and Italian mother. I received a lotta beating to become what I am today." he started explaining me that millennial generation stuff.

"Cause you deserved it. Little Julian does not even less from his uncle. Be for real." I snapped back at him. "If you do something to him, I'm gonna be real mad." I clarified and he stopped putting a suncream.

We never missed the kids out of our sights. They are playing with the sand. Everything is normal.

I also put sunscreen on Joe's big back and I hope he felt my passive aggressiveness in my touch. If he was raised with beatings, I was not.

"Uncle, aunt. We want to get in the water." Alani shouted at us and we went to them immediately.

We were all laughing and playing with them. It was so fun and refreshing. All of them are such cutie pies and I know they are gonna grow to be great people one day.

Julian swam to me and wrapped his little arms around my neck.

"Aunt, when I grow up and become a wrestler I will be even stronger than uncle Joe and then I am gonna marry you." he spoke out loud and while my boyfriend was playing with the girls and Liam, he turned to us with a grumpy expression.

"Over my dead body, Julian." he snapped at him.

I just laughed out loud.

"I'm gonna be really old then." I spoke in a matter of fact tone while I was holding him.

"I don't care." he said with grumpy tone almost sounding exactly like his uncle and hugged me.

"You will get your own girlfriend one day, lil' one." Joe started explaining to his nephew. "You don't touch what belongs to your uncle, got it?"

"Hm." he hugged me even harder and I started laughing. I started swaying under the water and with a kid in my arms, I feel completed really.

"Uncle, isn't aunt Soph way too small for you?" Sarah, Julian's younger sister asked and I just continued swaying as if I didn't hear anything.

"Small? What do you mean small?" he asked her and I tried not to laugh.

"Well, she looks very young compared to you and and very small...you are a big uncle." Sarah sounded so cute, I was about to pass out.

I turned to them to see Joe's expression. He was completely lost.

"Well, things like that happen. We are all people in different shapes and sizes. Also, it's normal for the man to be bigger than the woman. Plus, your aunt is mature enough to be with me." he actually gave a normal explanation to his little niece and I gave a nod of approval.

"But...but if she is smaller than you, how is she going to give birth to my little cousins?" she continued asking and Joe gave me a look of horror.

"You are asking too many questions, dear." he said and started throwing tiny drops of water at her and then grabbed her.

We got out of the water since it was time to put suncream on the kids and when we did so, they fell asleep since they feel tired. Me and Joe made sure their sunbeds are in the shadows.

"Let me apply some sunscreen on you, cause you are gonna sunburn, baby girl." Roman said quietly. "Lay there."

"Oh my God." I muttered and did what he said.

"I see it's a bit red already." he remarked as he started spreading the cream on my back and then started going down my thighs.

"That's the only way I can catch some tan." I responded and then bit my lips from his touch. If he wasn't a wrestler, he would be a very...very good masseur. I can see it.

Joe slightly smacked my but cheeks and my eyes almost popped out.

"Joseph." I whisper yelled. "Not in front of the kids." I turned my head to him.

"Sorry, I've been thinking about this the whole day." he excused himself. "Turn around, Soph. Time for the front part."

I turned around and wanted to say that I can do this alone so bad but he just seemed so eager to do this that I didn't want to rain on his parade. Also, we would sound like a married couple while it's been a little more than a week since we are dating.

"Work of art." he whispered as he saw me.

"You seem to love this expression." I giggled. That's his reaction when he sees me everytime.

"I mean it describes you the best in a short way. If somebody asks me to describe you in three words, that's what I'm gonna say." he explained to me and I giggled again. "And I don't care how clichè this sounds, doesn't mean it's wrong."

He put the sunscreen on his hands and started spreading it on my chest going down to my boobs and stomach and soon legs.

"I can do this all day." he said and I shook my head. "I wish we weren't in a public place, goddamit. Next time I'm gonna take you to my private island and see what happens there." as he said that I felt tickles inside my stomach.

"You'll be spreading something else on me." I chuckled and he shook his head.

"Nah. There won't be any left cause it's all gonna be in you, instead." he whispered and suddenly my expression changed into a scared one.

"In me?" oh, so he wants it raw and to be completely honest, I wanna feel him raw too. "Damn, I gotta buy some contraceptives then."

"Leave that to me, okay?" he stroked my wet hair. "You never took before?"

"No cause I never let someone go completely raw in me." I whispered really quietly and his eyes widened in surprise mixed with a very cutesy smile.

"Damn." he breathed out. "Babygirl, you really make me feel like I'm the first one." he remarked and as I laughed he leaned to my face and kissed me slowly.

"What was your first time like?" I asked as we broke the kiss, his face still close to mine.

"I don't really wanna talk about it." he smiled nervously.

"Was it bad?" I asked and he just nodded his head.

"I was 16 years old. As I was bigger than most of my peers, the girls liked me a lot especially the cheerleaders."

"Of course." I muttered.

"And I really liked one of them. She was a brunette actually but with blue eyes, almost like yours." I see this man has a pattern with women with bright eyes - his wife, me, his high school girlfriend. "And one day I took her home. My parents weren't there - dad was on the road, mom was working, my sisters were in college and my brother who is the eldest one, already had a family, so I took the opportunity. And uh...it was bad, I was bad." he said awkwardly and I giggled. I love that he confessed that cause men usually don't find the fault in themselves.

"I bet the woman is doing good now most definitely." I said.

"I hope so." he replied. "What about you, huh?"

"Mine was awful as well. I didn't do it cause I wanted. I did it cause I knew I had to. That's how I've always seen it and yeah. Maybe for the leader of the literature club it was bad too." I shrugged.

"Nah, I don't think it was bad unless he is like me and thought his performance wasn't good." Joe replied.

"He seemed happy after that." I spoke frankly. "But that's not important now."

"The most important thing is that we are together." he said and leaned to kiss me again.

"Uncle, I am hungry." Alani's voice startled us. Joe got up from my sunbed and went to the cooler bag to grab the food we prepped earlier.

"There you guys are. How did it go?" Patricia greeted us when we came back.

"Amazing." Julian shouted and came to hug my leg.

"Who is taking a bath first?" she asked. "I take the girls and you take Julian." Joe's mother turned to his father.

"No. I want aunt Soph to bathe me." the little boy protested and his uncle kneeled next to him so they could be at one level.

"Aunt Soph is gonna bathe me." he whispered to him so surely and I wrinkled my face.

"No, I won't." I replied and then he stood up.

"What do you mean?" he also wrinkled his whole face and suddenly his dad hit his son's neck and the sound was loud as hell. It's an ex-wrestler we are talking about.

"Ouch." Joe yelled.

"You stop acting like a toddler and leave Sophia alone." Sika roasted him quietly but effective and went to the kids.

"I see you still receive whooping." I taunted my boyfriend and ran to the house.

The lukewarm water was dripping all on my body and hair, washing the salt away. My eyes were closed and I was humming quietly under the shower. It was an amazing day.

The second I opened my eyes I saw Joe standing in front of me fully naked and since I didn't expect him at all, I screamed like I was in a horror movie.

He made a sign to be quiet and hopped in the shower too.

"What are you doing?" I whisper yelled.

"Sophia, is everything good?" I heard Sika asking me from downstairs and my eyes almost got out of my body.

"Yes. I just saw a bug. A very...very big one." I completely lied while I was staring a hole through Joe.

"We have big ones here, yeah. Where is Joe? Joe, go and kill it." Sika yelled and I closed my eyes shut.

"I'm here, dad. I killed the centipede." my boyfriend yelled back.

"Great job." Sika said.

"You are something else." I whispered to him and hit his big chest. Then he pulled me closer and now we are body to body, feeling his dick 'loud and clear'.

I felt my eyeballs almost jumping out.

"It won't bite you, Soph. I'm gonna tame it." Joe reassured me and the laughter I let out brought comfort. We both know it's still not the time even less the place to do this. "I just wanted to take a good look on this work of art again and admire it in private." he explained and leaned to kiss my lips slowly and passionately. It was so slow that the smooching sounds were loud.

I took a good look at my boyfriend. and with that water dripping on his long, dark hair and perfectly ripped body, something in me shifted and I jumped at him, wrapping my legs around his waist and attacking his lips.

"Oh my God. No way." I exclaimed as I looked at another picture of Joe during his high school days. His mother pulled the old albums and started showing me.

Obviously, he got way less beard then and way shorter hair which made him look almost unrecognisable but I can't confuse the eyes and most specifically the stare.

That damn ass confident stare. He really had it his whole life, huh?

"He is 15 here." Patricia said and my jaw hit the floor.

"Impossible. You look at least 20." I showed him the pic and he acted like he didn't care. "Oh my God, are those Adidas shorts? There is no way you betrayed Nike like that." I noticed that detail as I zoomed my face to the pic.

"That was a little before his obsession with Michael Jordan started." Patricia explained and my mood suddenly just changed.

"Obsession? With Michael Jordan?" I asked.

"I mean he is my favorite athlete. All of my trainers are mostly Jordans." Joe added and I tried to keep my grin. I mean I knew he is a big fan of the brand Nike and Jordan but I didn't know Michael is Joe's favorite athlete.

Mom mustn't find out about this.

I looked at the pic again and noticed he is just with socks and no shoes at all.

"Where the hell are your shoes?" I wheezed and Patricia let out a soft laugh too but Joe's face became blue.

"That's actually a sensitive subject." he replied and I felt Patricia's hand on mine trying to calm me down and I eventually did. "When I became fifteen, I wore size 15." my jaw dropped again.

I noticed he has big feet but size 15? Goddamn. Those stereotypes are really true.

"And it was very hard to find shoes. Mom had to make special orders and everything. Thankfully Nike were the first ones to make shoes with this size and yeah. I was basically going with flip flops most of the time. Awful times." he shook his head. The price you have to pay to be a big man I see.

"Poor boy." I pouted and put my hand on his huge arm.

[siren-serenity]

worth it all 🌈

to you, there was nobody else in the world that was as deserving as love as liam. even if it took centuries, you'll do your best to make sure he remembers. because he's worth it all

characters: liam/006, gn!reader warnings: angst, heavy self-de-appreciation/self-hate, slight spoiler for teenage mercenary??? a/n: - goodness gracious- nothing in the teenage mercenary tags?? the audacity- - repeat after me: 006/LIAM IS FUCKING GORGEOUS!!! LOOK AT HIM!! THE BABYGIRL- MY HEART 🥰😍

there was no way this was happening to 006. he didn't deserve any of this and yet here you are, kneeling for him, with a smile for him and only him. the sunlight from the window behind you lit up your hair and made a make-shift halo around your hair. fitting - a halo for an angel like you, an angel that he, with bloodstains staining his soul and sins weighing him down, did not deserve.

you lifted your hands and gently rested it on his thighs. 006 let out a deep breath he didn't know he had been holding in, and your eyebrows furrowed.

"if it's too much, i'll just-"

your voice died in your throat as 006 quickly took hold of your hands, his fingers gripping onto yours as if you were his lifeline.

"no!" he surprised himself with the yell. "i-i mean...yes, i can handle it. i'll make myself. i promise!"

your eyes closed and you moved to pull your fingers away from him. 006's eyes watered embarrassingly enough; was this it? the sign that you got fed-up from him? his breath hitched.

"my liam," you murmured and something fluttered in his stone heart. he felt as if he was a teenager, just about to face the world for the first time. there was something about you saying his name, his real name and not the one that the camp gave him. "liam, it's okay. don't force yourself."

you moved to sit next to him, your gestures slow and your body language showing that you were truthful about your words. you faced him, gently cradling his sharp-chiseled face in your palms. 006 closed his eyes at the warmth your hands emitted and enjoyed the simplicity of your actions.

"we'll take it slow however you want. we'll adjust the boundaries to whatever you need. we'll solve our problems together. the weight of the world will rest on our shoulders," you breathed out. 006 felt the burning behind his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows.

w-what was this feeling? there was a burning feeling in his eyes, a choking feeling in his throat, his fingers shook, and he felt a heaviness on his chest. he had never felt this before...

"no matter where you are, whatever you become, and whenever you need someone, just call me," your thumb brushed across his lips and his eyes opened, exposing their pale blue beauty. unshed tears glittered under the sunlight. "i will be there for you. always."

"why are you so nice to me?" 006 blurted out. he gripped onto the hands cradling his chin, not noticing how they shook. he ignored the way his voice trembled. "why are you so kind? so love? i don't understand! i don't deserve any of this! not after what i did to so many innocents..."

006 let out a heavy sob and the tears started flowing. you leaned in, pressing his forehead to yours and synchronizing your breathes together.

"you didn't want to do any of that, did you, liam?"

he shook his head; blond strands of hair flicked left and right. "no! they were innocents and i never wanted to k-kill any of them!"

you smiled and 006's heart stopped.

"then you deserve it. you're innocent," you pressed a kiss onto each of his shaking hands. "the camp is guilty. their blood is not on your hands."

"i'm i-innocent?" 006 whispered.

you nodded. "and you're worth all the love in the world."

006- no, liam gave you a broken smile. he tried hard to wipe away the tear tracks on his face, laughing slightly as the tears just kept flowing but kept giving you that heart-stopping broken smile that made your soul glow warmly.

it made your heart lighten because it wasn't stained. no, stains are hard to wipe away and fix into something brand new. they are permanent, eternal. but broken pieces can always heal. they can always be glued together and you would be the glue to heal liam together again.

because he's worth it all

[user-needs-new-hyperfixation]

Random ask, cause you have finished tgcf, what if the yuumori cast got into the tgcf universe? Who do you think fit into the cast? Like who do you think fit as xie lian, hua cheng, shi qingxuan, etc....

Sorry not sorry but Albert's feelings about William are the closest Yuumori comes to Hualian vibes RIP. Sherliam doesn't translate to Hualian, but AlWill could with a little tweaking.

That being said, Xie Lian just has such utter next level trauma that it makes the Moriartys' childhood look like a walk in the park. I don't think any character in Yuumori is really a close mirror of Xie Lian. William is a lot like Xie Lian was around the time of his first ascension and his first banishment and the famine in Yong'an, right at the point where he was determined to defy even heaven itself with the intent of saving the world.

But that's the thing. William's whole plan has an inherent immaturity to it. And Xie Lian was at that same point when he was a beloved god-child prince. But mountains of trauma and hundreds of years leave him outright cringing over his younger self. He's still kind, he still wants to help, and (though I have not actually read the final volume yet), presumably he (and love) DO save the day in the end. But he comes at it from a much more realistic pov in later years. So. Idk, give William immortality and maybe he'd grow up to be Xie Lian eventually. 😅 (this is only a Liam diss in the silliest lightest-hearted of ways. He's my precious babygirl.)

The problem with doing comparisons for the rest of the characters is that everyone abandons Xie Lian at one point or another, except Hua Cheng. William's followers are a lot more determined and dedicated. Moran could be Feng Xin, maybe, or Pei Ming? But I don't know, the rest gets too complicated.

Most importantly, however: Shi Qingxuan = James Bond. They're basically the same character, except the Wind Master seems to lean more nonbinary. But they've both got the same fun, clever, badass sidekick who provides comic relief thing. Fortunately, Yuumori is a kinder universe, and Bond will hopefully stay our happy boy. 😭

[alloutofgoddesses]

C3 E50 - It’s the middle of the semester so I have no free time ever and I’m reconsidering all of my life choices leading to this moment

Gale!

Fun fact I tried watching this last night and only got about an hour and half in when I realised I was way too tired and distracted so I turned it off

Jester I miss you

NOPE vibes

Why is Liam so little

Off topic but anybody else have a grey cat? I have a nearly 11 month old grey feline and I would love to know if they’re all Like This or if mines a special (basket) case

Aahhhhhhhh oh my god I’m so happy for Imogen

Planning is an essential part of DND but guess what. I am not paying attention to a whole lot of it unless I myself am planning

RIP Silver Sun? I don’t understand why this is necessary oops

Travis bud when was the last time you got your eyes checked

Fly in studio AGAIN (why are there so many flies in the Critical Role studio)

Miss your merk

…and I guess I’m done with my tea now thanks Hermes

Gnome sinkholes

Also there’s no way they’re coming back with a better ship lol

Laura please don’t do math problems

Keyleth I love you

Nothing bad is going to happen, this plan will go as expected

Awww Fearne gave Ashton a forehead kiss

Shout out to Travis for continuing to wear the sweat bands

Oh boy oh boy

I love seeing Travis “Aabria was only scared of me” Willingham in his element

My tummy feels weird lol… idk why this isn’t very high stakes at all

Hello who are you

Scary Laura scary Laura

Okay but how “high up” is Lilliana for that to work

Oof buddies

Oh hey I own those sweatpants

Just filibuster, that’ll stop the apocalypse from happening

Don’t look at your wife like that Matt

Oh no - I feel like it’s a bad idea to run

Does Travis need the sweatbands because I think I do

WEREWOLF TIMEEEW

OH THAT’S VERY BIG

Get em Laudna

How much attention do we think this combat is drawing. Also who’s hiding in the tent

Casual Lizzo ref

Bye Ashton

The warder is gonna die via electrocution!

Is it Otohan or her mom

AH SHIT I WAS RIGHT ABOUT SOMEONE BEING IN THE TENT

Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute

Fingers crossed fingers crossed this is a blorbo from our shows

This has to be someone very dexterous

That’s monk shit right that has to be monk shit

THATS EXPOSITOR BEAUREGARD LIONETT

Me too Liam

Ashley I love you - try your absolute damndest please

That’s my second favourite Critical Role lesbian!!!!!!

ASHLEY SHE IS SO HOT

That’s Beau!!

THAT’S MY BABYGIRL

ME TOO LIAM!!!!!!

Multi-campaign crossover!!!!!!!!!

ME TOO DANI

In the words of Liam AND Aabria, what’s sexier than wizards? NOTHING

Oh Caleb is so respectful I love hims

Yeah you have baby

Probably Beau 😬

I would love to see Beau and Caleb in Vasselheim

Hey it’s her!

Very excited for the people who woke up Devexian to meet FCG honestly

Awww where’s the rest of the Mighty Nein

- Who didn’t make it out? I would like to know Caleb

When is Chet gonna become small again. I feel like it’s gonna make Beau laugh

Ashton has been silent the entire time 🧐

Ashton bby speak up ask questionssss

Which of his romantic partners is he referring to

Oh shit third wizard?

Yeah Travis the meta levels are out of this world

There’s Ashton hi buddy

Ajshshsjaj BEAU

I want Ashton and Beau to be passive aggressive together PLEASE

Be careful with that fourth wall it doesn’t look super stable right now

Okay but I would prefer if we move forward with the full team here

Desperately want Beau and Caleb to meet FCG

[THEY] XANDIS IS THEY REMEMBER PRONOUNS MARISHA

Ah goddammit. See y’all next week

[deb-1106]

Oh my stars and garters!! ELLA!!! YOU POSTED!!!

I have missed the loft so much!! And now that you have me addicted to New Girl and Netflix has pulled the plug 🤬 I NEED ALL THE LOFT CONTENT!!

Because, come on! Where else can I get banter like this??😂

“I mean, there was the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre-”

“No, no,” Max shook his head. “I think it was the Comic-con Dump-A-Thon.”

“You have names for our breakups?” Liam retorted in annoyance.

Leo nodded. “It would really all blur together if we didn’t.”

The way I can picture this in my head.😂🤣

Babygirl. Liam his thing for short shorts sends me!!😆

“You are so annoying in those little sexy shorts you wear! Just shut up!”

And then...

Liam’s nostrils flares. “I am a man, Ella! Short shorts are my catnip.”

🎵 Somebody has a fe-tish🎵

I love The Loft, and YOU, so damn much!! Now write more for me to devour. 😋❤️😘

Last Minute Plans

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Pairings: Liam x MC (Ella)

Characters belong to Pixelberry: Ella Brooks belongs to me.

Please note that my stories are not to be stolen or reposted on any other site. Reblogs and notes are welcome and much appreciated.

Summary: An AU based on the show New Girl (my favorite can you tell??) Just a collection of one-shots and shenanigans that allude to the show. This will NOT be canon, that means this won’t be in Cordonia and Liam isn’t a King. If you have watched the show before, you know they are in Los Angeles, California. Catch up on The Loft here

A/N: Finally posting something for @choicesflashfics​ this week and it’s my favorite AU that I’ve written so far. Prompt will be in bold. 

A/N 2: It’s been a very long time since I’ve written anything - mostly because work has been crazy and studying related to work has also taken up a lot of my time. My taglist is very old so feel free to ignore should you not want to read this mess lol

Thank you @deb-1106 for reading through this a bit, I love you!

Ratings/Warnings: M - mature content; adult language; sexual innuendos; some overall inappropriateness because it’s the Loft 🤷🏽‍♀️

Words: 1215

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Season 1 Episode 9

The episode opens with Vee and Baby Debbie outside the Lishman house. Debbie was a freaking powerhouse when she was young. She’s determined to find out if Steve is cheating on Fiona. Which, we know what Jimmy Steve has been doing, now, don’t we, Jimmyboy. 

Meanwhile, Steve and Fiona are at the club. Steve is building on his lie. His parents live in Michigan. His dad works for GM. Blah blah blah. Lies lies lies. Ian and Lip are sharing a joint after Liam’s gone to bed. They have a cute brothers moment. Look at their cute little baby faces! 

Ethel is praying for her son and geriatric husband. Kev and Vee are about to get kinky. Good for them! Frank wakes up in some sorority house. A woman dressed as a hula dancer pukes on him. She’s a fucking hero.

The next morning, Eddie is trying to bond with Karen, who isn’t having it. Steve and Fiona wake up together, and Fiona’s upset that Steve seems distant. Debbie is suspicious. Frank gets a call at the Alibi. His ‘settlement’ has come in. Debbie asks Ethel if sex and childbirth hurt. She thinks Ethel is lucky to have a baby. Oh Debs. Give it a few more seasons, babygirl, dontcha worry. Lip and Karen are having sex in the van outside. Carl throws a bottle of frozen orange pop just as things…explode in the van.

ICONIC. Truly, between this moment and season 2’s sprinkler moment, I can’t imagine two more perfect moments of cinematography.

Meanwhile, Debbie’s at the library investigating JimmyboySteve with a boy who has a massive crush on her.

Lip is trying to scrounge up some cash to buy Karen concert tickets. Fiona jokes around about her 16 year old brother have sex with an old lady who’s willing to pay Lip for…services. 

Kev and Vee welcome a social worker with Jonah, Ethel’s baby. They’re all stepfordy, but the very white social worker is taking on a very ghetto-like accent. Veronica is unimpressed. Sheila is hosting Eddie’s Bible group when Frank comes home smelling pukey. Debbie takes the bus to the Lishman’s. It makes me want to visit Chicago again. Garrett makes good fuckin popcorn.

Frank goes to pick up his settlement money, but finds out that Monica needs to be there to sign. I think this is the first we’ve heard her actual name? Lip is desperate for cash, and calls Steve, who offers him a job. Debbie meets Candace Lishman (aka the bitch that will scar Mickey’s perfect ass someday) and asks about Steve. She doesn’t know who he is. But then in walks Steve. And Candace calls him Jimmy. Then gives him a smooch on the lips. Truly what the fuck is wrong with this entire family?

Now, listen. Mamas you wanna kiss your babies on the mouth? Sure. I ain’t here to mommyshame. This shit is not ok! And Debbie, who is witness to this, is not impressed, locking eyes with doctor-to-be Jimmy-Steve. They have a quiet conversation with their eyes. Debbie walks out. 

Frank calls Monica then hangs up. He enlists Sheila to lie to Monica to trick her into coming home. Shelia isn’t happy, but after he makes it up to her in bed and offers to wear anything no safe word, she agrees. She calls Monica, and convinces her to come to Chicago because she’s won a teddy bear.

Jimmy-Steve finds Debbie, and she is unhappy. He tries to gaslight her, but she’s not having it. Our girl is a smart cookie! He tries to explain to Debbie that he doesn’t want to be a doctor or be like his parents. He loves Fiona. Debbie, though, knows that’s all bullshit. She tells him that love isn’t enough if he breaks Fiona’s heart by lying to her. Debbie knows that Fiona would break down and she and the rest of the kids still need Fiona. God this is tragic. She tells him that if he’s not serious about sticking around, then to just leave now. And, like, what if Jimmy-Steve had left? Maybe Fiona wouldn’t have crumbled the way she did in season 4. Maybe Debbie wouldn’t have gotten pregnant at 15 when no one was paying attention to her. This show has so many what-ifs.

But in canon life, Jimmy-Steve has bought Fiona a house. The one next door to the Gallagher house.

It looks like the next day, Monica comes home. And she’s brought with her a lover named Bob. A woman! Scandalous! 

Jimmy-Steve buys Debbie ‘shut up’ presents. Monica spots Frank after she’s heartbroken about the lack of Teddy Bear. Frank runs away to Sheila’s, where Debbie and Sheila are baking. Monica and Bob follow them, and Debbie sees Monica for the first time.

She’s visibly shaken and upset. And this is really the first we see of just how broken these children are because of Monica. Debbie runs away back to the house. Monica and Frank argue, and they are both awful parents. Two adults making excuses. The Gallaghers are having a movie night with Steve and Vee when Debbie comes home, obviously upset. She tells them Monica is back. Every single one of them looks heartbroken. God these kids!

Ian says he’s going to work, but he runs off to Mickey instead.

Monica sees her kids for the first time, and it’s heartbreaking.

Meanwhile, Kash is celebrating knocking up Linda and goes to search for Ian. He finds him and Mickey outside the purview of the cameras.

Mickey runs out, but then returns. Kash is very unhappy because he’s a perv and wants 15 year old Ian to himself. Mickey steals a Snickers bar, and Kash shoots him. Maybe it cost more than the Cup-a-Soup.

Ian runs out and heads back to his family before the cops get there. Poor Mickey. I bet he uses that little tidbit against Ian now (I: Thought you said you were gonna wash the dishes. M: Though you woulda stayed with me after I got shot in the leg for you. We all have our disappointments to fuckin deal with, huh? I: huge sigh goes to fill the dishwasher himself grumbling about it being over a decade ago). 

He finds everyone watching Frank and Monica still arguing over at Sheila’s. Later, he and Lip share a cigarette and Lip has this great line.

But then he finds out that Frank is the one who called Monica, that he knew where she was the whole time. Bob announces that they want to take Liam to raise together. Fiona and Lip are obviously not letting that happen. And Fiona gives one of the greatest speeches ever written on television maybe?

God this scene is heart shattering. Monica begs Debbie and Carl to let them be their mom again, and these kids are babies. They obviously hug their mommy. Lip watches, and Ian cries, and Fiona walks out. Debbie and Carl push Monica away.

Steve finds Fiona and takes her to the house he bought her. And everyone is left heartbroken. 

There’s really no indication on what day it is. A lot happened in this episode, but it all happened over three days, probably a Friday-Sunday, since Debbie heads to the library in the morning and not to school. Maybe somewhere late January/early February? We’ll see where the upcoming episodes place this, maybe. 

[areyouwaiting]

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#5

reblogging so much fanfic privately because I wanna show my gratitude to the writer but I’m a wuss,,, a little pussy boy if you will

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HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY BABEEEE *smooches you* 💖

THANK YOU BABE!!!!!! MWAH <3 💕

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Sobbing once again because my two best friends are openly discussing plans about going out or going on vacation together right in front of me and when I ask if I can come too they stop talking and don’t answer

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#2

I was tagged by @mlmxreader and @onaiclockwork heh

Favorite colour: blue

Currently reading: Das Avalon Projekt

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My #1 post of 2022

I was tagged by @sailorbowie for the 5 songs on repeat game hehe

1. White Room - Cream

2. The High Road - Broken Bells

3. Hermit The Frog - Marina and The Diamonds

4. Gilded Lily - Cults

5. Undiscovered First - Feist

(these are gonna change by next week trust me dkfjdk)

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[writingsforanyone]

Forgotten Fling 1/7

Pairing: Brett Talbot + Y/N

Warnings: None

a/n: i haven’t written anything in like a year but i thought i’d give it another shot so if this is awful i’m sorry!! pt. 2 will be out soon!

You shot up from your desk as the bell rang signaling the end of class, and rushed out of the classroom and into the hallway. Before you could make your way to your locker, you saw your younger brother Liam fast walking past you, his best friend Mason on his heels.

“Liam. Wait. LIAM,” you heard Mason say as you jogged up to meet them.

“Brett!” Liam said, making you freeze and your eyes grow wide. You watched as the 6’2 blonde lacrosse player stepped off the Devenford Prep charter bus and looked directly at Liam when he heard his name.

“Ahh here we go,” Mason said from beside you.

“I just wanted to say… have a good game,” your brother said as he stuck his hand out. You and Mason looked at each other in confusion, expecting a much louder and meaner introduction from the sophomore. Brett and the other Devenford Prep lacrosse players started laughing before Brett spoke up.

“That’s cute Liam. Is that what they told you to say in anger management? Apologize and everything is fine? You demolished Coach’s car”

“I paid for it,” Liam answered, obviously tense.

“Yeah, you’re gonna pay for it. We’re gonna break you in half out there. And it’s gonna be all your fault,” Brett finished.

At that point, you had had enough of Brett’s antics, and when you saw Liam clenching his fist and blood dripping from his hand, you pushed your way past the small crowd that had formed and grabbed your brother’s arm.

“Come on Liam. He’s not worth it,” you said glaring at Brett before beginning to walk away.

“Me? Not worth it? That’s not what you were saying a few months ago babygirl,” Brett said with a smirk, causing you to turn back around.

“People change Talbot. Not surprised that you haven’t,” you retorted, turning around and grabbing Liam, walking past Mason, Scott, and the rest of the pack who all stood back in confusion. You heard Stiles start talking trying to defuse the situation, but you continued walking with Liam back into the school to calm him down.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

You pulled into the Beacon Hills High parking lot later that night, dropping Liam off early for his game. You wanted to stay and watch, but you had procrastinated an essay that was due in two days, and you needed to go home and work on it. Regardless, you walked toward the bleachers and slumped down next to Lydia and Malia. You were obviously in a bad mood, and looking over at Brett pulling a shirt over his head didn’t help. He turned towards you and made eye contact with you, but after a moment, you tore your gaze away from him. That caused Lydia to ask,

“So what exactly was that about earlier?”

You knew exactly what she was talking about, and you knew the question was coming. You took a deep breath before explaining your history with Brett.


“Brett and I had a habit of hooking up, very often. We would call the other whenever we were bored, lonely, sad, mad, whatever the case was. Sometimes it wouldn’t even be to hook up, it would be because we simply needed someone to be there for us. At school we would talk in our classes or in the hallways, we’d go to each others games, and we would always go to parties together. We would flirt with other people and talk to them, but at the end of the night we always went home with each other. Everyone thought we would eventually get together, but we never did. We were just friends, who had a bad habit of hooking up with each other,” you finished, kind of relieved to have gotten all of that off of your chest.

“If you guys were friends and all, what happened earlier at the bus?” Malia questioned.

“When everything happened with Liam and the lacrosse team, Brett started to be an ass to Liam at school, at practice, everywhere he saw him. When Liam told me about it, I confronted Brett, and he basically told me I had to choose between him or Liam, and I obviously chose Liam,” you sighed. With that, you bid your friends farewell, and walked down the bleachers towards the rest of your friends. You gave them hugs and wished them good luck, making sure to give your brother a few extra words of encouragement, knowing he would need it. You started walking towards your car and heard the game start in the background. You wished you could stay, but you needed to write your essay, and the thought of being in the same vicinity as Brett Talbot made you want to gag. You unlocked your car and threw your purse into the passenger seat. You climbed in and drove out of the parking lot, heading straight for your house.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Sitting on your bed, typing away at your computer, you had managed to write almost 3 pages since you had gotten home. Clad in your favorite gray sweatpants and a blue cropped t-shirt, and hair thrown in a messy bun, you were in your zone. Suddenly, your phone rang, startling you. You checked the caller ID and saw that your brother was calling you.

“Hello?” you answered, wondering if you were supposed to go pick him up.

“Y/N I’m at the animal clinic with Stiles, Derek, and Brett. Brett got hurt and Deaton is trying to help him and he won’t calm down and he’s going to— never mind. We need you down here you have to come calm him down.“ Liam rambled. You cut him off by saying,

“I’m on my way,” and hung up the phone. You jumped out of bed and shoved your feet into the closet pair of shoes you had. You grabbed your keys and sprinted down the stairs, out the front door, and into your car. You headed towards the animal clinic as fast as you could go with getting pulled over.

When Liam first told you that Scott had bit him, you weren’t as shocked as he thought you would be. Sure you were shocked at the fact that Liam had gotten bit and there was a whole pack of werewolves at your school, but you already knew werewolves existed. Brett had told you about the supernatural months ago, and he also told you that he was a born werewolf. He explained to you that born werewolves had better control over their inner wolf, and that anchoring themselves was easier. However, over the months that you and Brett were having your little fling, he told you that you became his anchor, and you were the reason he was able to stop himself from wolfing out. He called you every full moon and asked you to come stay with him, and you would. You would hold him and stroke his hair to help him fall asleep, knowing that if he was asleep, he would be ok. You snapped out of your thoughts as you pulled up to the clinic, wiping the few tears that you realized had fallen from your eyes. You ran into the clinic and into the back room, and saw Derek and Stiles trying to hold Brett down.

“Derek, how about a little werewolf strength,” You heard Stiles say.

“I’m not the only one here with werewolf strength,” He argued back, and you immediately went over the the table. Brett was thrashing back and forth and there was yellow stuff coming from his mouth. You put you hands on both of his cheeks and turned his head towards you, and Derek and Stiles continued to try to hold him still.

“Brett. Brett. Can you hear me? It’s Y/N. I need you to look at me ok? Focus on my voice,” you said. You didn’t notice the few tears that fell from your eyes and onto the table, only focusing on Brett. He looked up at you and started to calm down a bit, but he was still breathing heavy and you could tell he was in pain.

“Hey baby,” you chuckled through your tears, glad that you were still able to calm him down like you used to. Suddenly, you heard something fall, and looked over to see that Liam has knocked something over. With that, Brett started to thrash around again, and he pushed Derek and Stiles away from him. You jumped back and watched as he jumped up from the table trying to find this way out. Someone punched him directly in the face and he was knocked unconsious, and everyone looked over to see Peter in the doorway.

“I guess I still have a little werewolf strength myself,” Peter said.

“Maybe more than a little,” Derek said back, as Stiles moved over to Brett, who was lying on the floor.

“Hey Doc, I don’t think he’s breathing,” Stiles said, and you moved over to kneel next to him. You watched as Deaton made an cut in Brett’s chest, and a cloud of yellow smoke was realized. He started breathing and you smiled as deacon said,

“He’ll be fine, but he’ll probably be out for a while.”

You heard mumbling and turned to see Brett trying to say something. You leaned down and heard him whispering,

“The sun, the moon, the truth,” to himself.

“It’s his pack’s mantra. Satomi’s pack,” you said to the others, remembering how Brett had explained it to you. With that, you moved to grab paper towels from the counter, and began wiping the yellow wolfsbane from Brett’s face and chest. You then stood up, wondering if you should wait with Brett until he woke up.

“He probably wouldn’t want to see me, especially not after this,” you mumbled to yourself, forgetting that the 3 werewolves in the room could hear you. Liam looked over at you knowingly. He knew you eventually grew feelings for Brett as your fling went on, but he never said anything to you about it. He just knew. You grabbed your bag and walked out of the room and out of the building, waiting for Liam to follow so the two of you could go home.

[etherealtauruss]

this is kinda weird but can you like make a little family for tarlos? like surrogate babies, adopted kids, and descriptions of what they look like? likes and dislikes, thank you

told you it was coming! let’s begin :)

get comfy, it’s a long one lol.

tk & carlos both knew they wanted kids because they were raised to be family oriented

one of their close friends that fosters kids told them about an upcoming adoption fair & they decided it wouldn’t hurt to look

they arrive at the fair & go to the play pen where the toddlers are & tk is gushing over a little girl they spot

“carlos. baby. please, she’s the one”

it doesn’t take anything to convince carlos; he gets one look at those chocolate brown eyes & he’s putty

hazel has gorgeous curly hair plus the chubbiest little arms & legs (age 2)

that mocha skin? to die for.

for the most part she’s peaceful; until either of them leave for a quick second & she’s wailing

of course all babies cry, but this cry was different

her file warned them that she had abandonment issues (her parents before would leave her home alone for hours at a time)

hazel is a papi’s girl though; when carlos’ paternity leave is finished she cries all day for him

“papi!”, “want papi!”

tk is relieved when carlos comes home but he’s a little hurt

hazel must notice (let’s face it babies are way smarter than we give them credit for) because she babbles a “dada” & gives tk a wet kiss on the lips

tk is not crying & bragging to his dad on the phone about it that night. nope nope nope.

time passes & they decide they’re ready for another birdie in their nest

carlos is roped into a game of soccer with a little boy & now he’s the one begging

“ty, he said no one ever plays with him. we have to take him home!”, carlos pleads.

welcome to the family, liam! (age 5)

for the most part, he’s really sweet

problems arise when it comes to basic listening skills; carlos & tk find that they have to repeat themselves 5 or so times before liam does as told 

“liam, eat your veggies”, “liam, pick up your toys”

though with a few techniques from the parenting meetings, liam’s behavior improves little by little 

they decide that they’re still missing another kid, so they go to another fair 

this time, they wander separately, knowing the other will be 100% okay with any kid they’re drawn to 

they both meet at the front with different kids in tow, who are polar opposites 

“guess we’re going home with two kiddies.”

adelaine is super shy, but her smile is breathtaking (age 14)

meanwhile, jax is super loud and charming (age 15)

they have a hard time getting adelaine to accept that she’s not a prop in their life 

“is this some sort of white savior thing? because i don’t need to be saved.”

now this could’ve easily been true, if carlos wasn’t a man of color, but they get where she’s coming from 

they reassure her about how much they love her and that she’s their kid, she’s not disposable

“i want to punch whoever made our babygirl feel like she wasn’t a person”

“carlos you know better than anyone how the laws pertaining to assault work”

“still want to punch them,” he pouts 

jax feels like a bother most times

he has a hard time being himself unapologetically 

“am i annoying you, dad?” he asks tk while worrying his lip between his teeth

“no, why would you think that?”

“dunno, feel like i’m in the way,” he shrugged. “everyone that housed me said i was exhausting.”

tk engulfs his son in a hug, “you will never be a bother to me or to your father. don’t you ever forget that.”

now tk wants to punch jax’s previous foster parents 

they vow to protect their kids with everything in them because they are quite literal heaven sent.

whew!!!! this was LONG. hope you enjoyed :)

[wordofrecall]

character playlists: ori

so. let’s do this. my playlists are long and scattered, but they make me happy, so i might as well share them and the thoughts behind song choices. so. here’s some songs for runaway knights & wannabe witches, and what have you.

something holy - childhood & riches & wonders

pearl diver - mitski - oh hunter, if you didn’t want the beautiful so badly, perhaps you would’ve found it in your spirit singing softly - look. it's on the nose, considering that her title is "the pearl hunter," but also, like, that rules. this is a song for wren, i think; ori in the present reflecting on her mother and the similarities between them.

icicles - the scary jokes - i can only be forgiven if i’m giving myself up to you on a silver serving tray / must i bare myself to the stabbing of your knife & gnashing teeth while our lovely company appears so entertained? - aaand a song for childhood. 99% of ori's socialization came from her parents having important guests over, so. uh. yeah. show off your reclusive child prodigy like a pageant whenever you have the opportunity. she probably won't grow to loathe you.

life: the cruel interlude (on god) - kilo kish - why do i dare believe in me when i bleed? - questioning was. always a big thing for ori. i don't think she ever believed that the mirzha was god, and i known that she never truster her father's patron, but. in her studies, in her passions, there's always this tiny sense of desperation for something to have faith in something. not herself.

bluejays & cardinals - the mountain goats - the stars come out of hiding for you, & i would too - there is. a lot, in ori's relationship with her brother. she was the favorite child, yeah, the one destined for great things in spite of her... troubles. but he never had those troubles! she didn't, doesn't understand how he went through life so unafraid. there's envy there. i also think that the line i quoted is terribly true, like, canonically. because. she sure did do that stupid shit.

be calm - fun. - take it from me, i’ve been there a thousand times--you hate your pulse because it thinks you’re still alive! - sometimes you have intense social phobia. and that's okay!

country death song - violent femmes - kiss your mother goodnight & remember that God saves, kiss your mother goodnight & remember that God saves - i think andrei is a much less pitiable or even sympathetic man than the narrator of this song, but. like. it's a country song about a father killing his daughter while preaching godliness. i had to.

i’m all bloody inside - liam lynch - inside me, well, it’s dark & gross as hell, i’m not a pretty sight - the family business!

the hazards of love 3 (revenge!) - the decemberists - but father, don’t you fear, your children are all here - fantasies. part of the fantasy is imagining a world where she doesn't feel terrible about the thought.

shankill butchers - sarah jarosz - they used to be just like me & you, they used to be sweet little boys - "blood hunters are ghost stories." "and also, they're fucking terrible. violent, cruel, zealous. the worst."

sparrow - st. vincent - & no eyes are on the sparrow, eyes are on the sparrow, how could that be the case? the lark keeps whistling his number, silly little number, as if he isn't prey - pity for the boy. sort of retrospective, but it's a thought that's been there since she was a child.

something burning - rituals & fire & running

starchild - ghost quartet - but i will transcend & vomit this loser out of me; i will become the next big thing, i will light myself on fire - maybe she is some kind of angel? bursting with radiance and terrifying to look upon.

arsonist’s lullabye - hozier - don’t you ever tame your demons, always keep them on a leash / when i was sixteen, my senses fooled me - oooor maybe she is a sixteen year-old who is having a panic attack and setting everything in sight on fire by accident.

blood - my chemical romance - i’m the kind of human wreckage that you love! - so she's broken.

girl anachronism - the dresden dolls - it’s not the way i’m meant to be, it’s just the way the operation made me - so she's failed and she's broken and she's sick, and there's no time to fucking think.

when the chips are down - anais mitchell - cast your eyes to heaven, you’ll get a knife in the back. - so she does what her mother did before her, and she runs from that which she has always known.

body terror song - ajj - i’m so sorry that you have to have a body / one that will hurt you, & be the subject of so much of your fear - feelings on being built Wrong; feelings on your mind's undue control upon your body.

in corolla - the mountain goats - & no one was gonna come & get me, there wasn't anybody gonna know, even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake every single place i go - very good as an ori song in general but this is her justification to herself in the water. under the docks, she says this to herself.

the harrowed & the haunted - the decemberists - will i be so brave? - just to get that oceanic vibe up.

luna - the mountain goats - rise through the flames & end again in flames at last - an inexplicable feeling.

unwhere - reeder - a song for leaving what you've always known.

something lonely - years & woods & dreaming

runs in the family - amanda palmer - run from their pity, from responsibility, run from the country & run from the city, i can run from the law, i can run from myself, i can run for my life, i can run into debt, i can run from it all, i can run 'till I'm gone - she is broken and all she can think to do is get as far away as possible

panic attack - liza anne - i hate that i can be seen like this

black eyes - david wirsig - my hammering heart hears the voices of spirits that tempt us, the scorn that they’ve spoken

for the departed - shayfer james - they will bury me alive, but i’m not inclined to care; i am too far gone now

hurt - johnny cash - everyone i know goes away in the end; you can have it all, my empire of dirt

my body’s made of crushed little stars - mitski - i work better under a deadline! i work better under a deadline!

blood in the cut - k. flay - guess i’m contagious; it’d be safest if you ran--fuck, that’s what they all just end up doing in the end

little pistol - mother mother - i think i might be scared of the world & the way it makes you feel afraid & how it gets in the way

villains pt. 1 - emma blackery - built to create, designed to destroy

the beer - kimya dawson - & the christians gave me comic books as if i would be scared of burning in hell while i was already there [...] i tried to scream fuck you but blood was pouring out my mouth

something safe - family & finding it & fighting together

haunted house - sir babygirl - i’m running just to hide & i’m hiding just to breathe & around every corner is the same night on repeat

your heart is a muscle the size of your fist - ramshackle glory - i love you & you make me glad to be alive; i promise that i’m gonna pay you back / you always know how funny everything is, even when i’m so serious that it’s gonna be the death of me

medicines - the taxpayers - o, but our rotting corpses lying there soon began to leak & grow these lesions that all smelled just like a rose / & all the blood & guts inside us germinated into timeless pages stained with lines of lovely prose

autoclave - the mountain goats - i am this great unstable mass of blood & foam

alligator skin boots - mccafferty - i’m cool to the touch, leap to my death, i’ll die for you all, i’ll die for my friends, it goes like this

100 years - florence + the machine - lord, don’t let me break this, let me hold it lightly, give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly

tomorrow will be kinder - the secret sisters - but i feel warmth on my skin, the stars have all aligned

armour - rae spoon - you know i placed was to build a life for you

amy aka spent gladiator 1 - the mountain goats - play with matches if you think you need to play with matches; seek out the hidden places where the fire burns hot & bright / find where the heat’s unbearable & stay there if you have to--don’t hurt anybody on your way up to the light, and stay alive

curses - the crane wives - won’t you stay with me, my darling, when my walls start burning down?

something daring - islands & visions & loss

jane’s dream - janelle monáe

beekeeper - keaton henson - hear me, o woman that has gone astray, gone astray

fire - kimya dawson - i’m reading books about how they’re corrupt [...] as long as i’m burning, i’ll keep on yearning to save the world, not sure how, but i’m learning

cosmic hero - car seat headrest - i love you, but i can’t stand the touch, & of course i’m alright with death

turn the lights off - tally hall - everbody likes to get taken for turns to see how bright the fire inside of us burns [...] should be stronger, books abandoned

eat you alive - the oh hellos - child, i’m afraid for your soul; these things that you’re after, they can’t be controlled

cry for judas - the mountain goats - hallucinate a shady grove where judas went to die

o death - monica martin - no wealth, no land, no silver, no gold, nothing satisfies me but your soul

blood of angels - brown bird - and i would wage my soul to bet that there ain’t no one throwing lightning anyhow

the universe is going to catch you - the antlers - the arms of the universe kept you from falling [...] those arms did not come back

a burning hill - mitski - i am the fire & i am the forest & i am the witness watching it / i stand in the valley watching it

something terrifying - conversations & selfhood & divination

the lamb - dessa - but blood is blood, & what’s done is done; blood is blood, & its burden is a beast

going invisible 2 - the mountain goats - i’m gonna burn it all down today & sweep all the ashes away

the lion’s roar - first aid kit - she plays a tune for those who wish to overlook the fact that they’ve been blindly deceived by those who preach & pray & teach, but she falls short & the night explodes in laughter

the villain i appear to be - connor spiotto - even if you can’t see the good inside me, i don’t have the time to tell you why i do the things that i do, just please hold on & soon you’ll seem

up the wolves - the mountain goats - there’s bound to be a ghost at the back of closet, no matter where you live; there’ll be a few things, maybe several things that you’re gonna find really difficult to forgive

thursday girl - mitski - glory, glory, glory to the night that shows me what i am

at the bottom of everything - bright eyes - we must take all of the medicines to expensive now to sel; set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell

everybody does - julien baker - i know i’m a pile of filthy wreckage you will wish you’d never touched, but you’re gonna run when you find out who i am

tongues & teeth - the crane wives - i know that you mean so well, but i am not a vessel for your good intent 

a pearl - mitski - you’re growing tired of me and all the things i don’t talk about / sorry, i don’t want your touch--it’s not that i don’t want you

[youresog0lden]

It Takes A Team II Spencer Reid

"Someone help me." Agent Alex Ren a agent for the FBI's BAU. Her team goes onto a very difficult case surrounding  what looks like a attack similar to 9-11. After solving the case Alex meets up with someone from her past that's carrying a heavy motive. I do not own any of the characters to Criminal Minds !

word count: 5k

warning ⚠ : guns, mentions of 9-11, vomiting, rape, mentions of rape, self harm, smut, knifes, drug mentions,

Please don’t read if you can’t handle the topic of sexual assault. If you ever need anyone to talk to please don’t be afraid to reach out. I love you. 

This is my first time really writing smut please let me know how I did !

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"Wheels up in ten." Hotch says. It takes me a second to register what happened. I look back up at the photos. A plane crash only one survivor. You could see limbs all over the place.

"Garcia?" I asked.

"Yes my love?"

"Can you look back at previous files of recent plane crashes and try and find any similarities in the cases." I look at her.

"Of course my lovely I'll send it to you on the plane." Reid looks at the file.

"Did you know some planes can fly for more than five hours after one of their engines goes out. It doesn't make sense why they couldn't have landed." he says.

"Maybe something more was to it." I said walking to the plane. He doesn't say anything he just licks his lips and sits down. We get there within three hours. We all get off the jet.

"Kate, Morgan, go to the morgue. Try and identify the bodies. JJ go talk to the families. Spencer, Ren go to the plane crash site. It's going to be swarming with Military officials. Rossi and I will go talk to the witness. Remember this is a secret case we don't want anyone to know it will create a panic. We need to keep this personal. They are attacking Military members. Watch out." Hotch said we all nod and, go out separate ways.

"Can I drive." Reid says. I laugh.

"Pretty boy driving. I'm not ready to take that chance." he looks at me with a serious look on his face. Then laughs. I throw him the keys and get in the passenger side. We drive down to the plane site discussing the case on the way down.

"Do you think this has anything to do with 9-11?" I asked he shook his head and we walked around the site him pointing out every little thing that has to do with it. We stopped at a set of seats.

"The passengers vomited before the crash showing the increase of turbulence."

"So it didn't have anything to do with engines. Maybe it was an inside job." I exclaimed.

-----

It's been two days. We were on our way to the house that belonged to General Sargent Liam James. We were rasing against time. He left us a note saying that we needed to find him soon of major damage would be caused. We pull into the driveway all running out of the cars. I take my gun out of the holster and walk towards the door.

"FBI open up." I yell. No one opens up I take a look at Morgan. He kicked the door open all of us flooding around. I hear a few 'clears' in the rooms behind me. I walk towards the room that had a lot of lighting under the doorway. I open it slightly before seeing a man stand there with a gun pointed towards me.

"Put your gun down." I say. He cocks his gun.

"Sir I will not repeat myself again. Put. Your. Gun. Down." he smirks at me before putting his finger on the trigger. I hear a shot before looking down seeing him fall. Gun shot to the head. I look behind me to see Spencer standing with smoke coming from his gun. Other agents rushing into the room. He comes over to me he puts his gun away before placing his hand on my back.

"Are you okay?" he says softly, voice barley above a whisper.

"Yeah. Thank you." I said just as softly.

"Let's go back to the hotel." I nod and we walk back to a car. We drive over to the hotel. I hear the ring of my phone so I pull it out.

"Noah Cameron." It said. A old high school friend. Haven't talked in maybe three years. Before I know it the ringing stops and, a voicemail pops up. We pull up to the hotel right on time. I put it to my ear and listen to it.

"Alex. Help. Help me please. I'm in trouble." his voice was shaking. I hit the call button. It rings for a few seconds.

"Hey where are you whats going on." my voice laced with panic.

"I'm on the corner of 5th and Walnut." he says.

"I'll be right there." I say. The phone connection dies.

"Reid give me the keys."

"Why?"

"Reid now is not the time to ask questions." I scolded. He didn't say anything he just threw the keys at me. I start the engine and drive away. It took me about ten minutes before I got there.

"Noah." I called out. Nothing. "Noah." nothing. I felt something hit the back of my head and everything went black.

Spencer's POV:

Something didn't feel right. I don't know what. Ren hasn't come back to the hotel it's been over three hours.

"Hotch." I bang on his door. He opens the door with a straight face.

"What." he groaned.

"Somethings wrong. Ren hasn't come back it's been three hours."

"What do you mean 'hasn't come back."

"She told me to give her the keys and when i asked why she told me it was urgent. Hotch I don't have a good feeling about this."

"Okay lets get the team together and fly back tonight. We need our own space to work in." I nodded.

"Call Garcia." he finished talking I picked up my phone.

"My sweet boy do you know what time it is?"

"Garcia. Ren's missing." I said. She stopped dead in her tracks.

"What the hell do you mean missing."

"I'll explain when I get back to the BAU we're leaving now." I seen everyone rush into the cars as we all drive away to the precinct.

"Right now we are going to treat this as a missing person case. This is not personal." Hotch said.

"Right now we don't have anything to go off on. Garcia is on her way down right now. She will be her within the hour. Right now we have to think of what could've happened while driving to the hotel." Hotch said again.

"What happened while driving Reid." Morgan asked.

"We were talking and she got a phone call. I didn't see who it was but we kept talking for a minute and before we knew it we were there and the ringing stopped. She looked at me and I got out so she could call the person back. I watched her face as she talked to them. She seemed worried, almost scared. She ran out of the car telling me she needed the keys and when I asked why she just told me it was important. I didn't really think anything of it. But now I realized that I should've gone with her. That's my fault." I say lowly. Everyone looks at me. I felt a tear run down my cheek. I wipe it away quickly. I see the quirky blonde run around the corner.

----

Alex's POV:

I woke up in an unknown place. It was a small room with a small hanging light bulb and a locked metal freezer looking door. God damn it Alex quit trying to be a life saver. I groan as I feel something drip down my face. I try to move my hands only to find them locked.

"Help me." I squeaked. I heard the door open. I thought it was Liam. But it wasn't.

"Nick." I softly said. He smirks shutting the door.

"Hey pretty girl." he says smirking at me once again. He walks up to me and puts his hand on my face touching the blood.

"What happened to you." he laughs. I look at him.

"Let me go." I said

"NO. It's just getting to the good part he says." I tilt my head. He grabs my hair and pulls it back.

"Is the big bad FBI agent quite now." he fake pouts.

"What do you want from me." I said.

"You'll find out soon enough." he laughs. I look him head in the eyes the bring my head to hit his. Causing him to stumble.

"I will kill you." he grabs me. It was my turn to laugh. He smirks looking at me.

"How about we have some fun." He says. I look at him confused written all over my face. He walks out of them room. I start counting the time it takes him to get back. This time he comes back with a book bag a chair and a camera. It took him 10 minutes and 24 seconds for him to come back.

"This right here." he points to the camera.

"Will film everything I do to you so your teams knows. This." he points to the computer he brought out of his book bag.

"Will stream everything to millions of people all over the world. Some of them including your team." he laughs and sets up the camera. He takes a mask out of his bag and looks at me. Before everything goes black.

-----

Spencer's POV:

"Garcia. Can you go through Alex's recent phone calls and find out who she was talking to."

"Of course sugar plum." she says

"Okay it looks like she was talking to someone named Noah Cameron. I listened to the voice mail. If you want me to send it I will. She then called him and he told her to meet him on the corner of 5th and Walnut." she says.

"Thank you babygirl." Morgan says. She sends him a wink and all of us get up and run to the car. We drive to the place where she was located to find the car. Keys still in the engine. Her gun sitting on the seat next to her.

"Okay lets split it." We all went in different directions. In a matter of seconds I call the team over. It's her phone.

"She was here."

"Guys." Morgan calls us over. We walk over there. JJ gasped. There was blood on the ground looking like someone was dragged.

"There's no way this isn't her blood." Rossi said. This is all my fault. If I only went with her then maybe she wouldn't be in this position. No. You can't think like that because if you do then you both might be in this position.

"Spencer." Kate called out.

"This is now a crime scene. Lets see if the cameras got anything." Hotch says.

"Okay. What I need from ya'll JJ and Morgan go talk to the store owners across the street see if the seen anyone. Rossi, Kate fill the police in. I'll go ask Garcia to get the footage." Hotch announces.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Go back to the precinct and get your head straight or else this won't be good for any of us. We need you with us okay?" he questioned. I didn't say anything. I just nodded. Hotch and I rode back together. While we got a call.

"Everyone get back to the precinct now." Garcia said sternly.

"Why?" Hotch asked.

"There's a video going live in fifteen minutes and you'll never guess who's in it."

"Alex." I breathed.

----

Alex's POV:

I woke up again. This time chained to a bed. Only hearing a t-shirt and underwear. The camera was watching me. I seen the red light flashing meaning it was recording. Pretty soon the big door opens. There he is wearing a mask.

"Hey pretty girl. You ready to get started." He laughs.

"Help me." I screamed.

"God someone help me." I called out again.

"Stupid bitch no ones gonna help you." he laughs. I started crying.

"I thought you were supposed to be tough. Why are you crying." he laughs again. He starts pulling down my underwear.

"Stop." I yell. He doesn't stop.

___

No ones POV:

He pulled down her underwear. Making sure everyone could see.

"Alex." Garcia called out.

"I can't watch this." Kate said.

"If anyone wants to leave then they are more than welcomed to. I understand this isn't an easy video to watch." Hotch says. No ones leaves. So he nods. At this point we watch him give her a drug. But all of the sudden she was calm.

"What drug did he give her." Garcia asked. Spencer spoke up.

"There is no telling but it was most likely flunitrazepam it's a powerful hypnotic drug that is a benzodiazepine derivative. It has powerful hypnotic, sedative, anxiolytic, and skeletal muscle relaxant properties. The drug is sometimes used as a date rape drug. In the United States, the drug has not been approved by the Food and Drug Administration for medical use, and is considered to be an illegal drug. It has however been approved in the United Kingdom and other countries." He spoke. Everyone looked dumbfounded.

Alex started crying. Bringing everyone's attention back to the screen. Everyone was watching. It made Spencer's blood boil. He put himself into her. As she cried out.

"Please stop." Alex called out. But suddenly it kicked in. She felt numb. Nothing. He continued to thrust into her.  She just laid there. Finally he finished and she still laid there not being able to move a muscle. She couldn't move. Well she could physically but mentally her mind wouldn't let her.

"h-h-help." she said.

"Spence." she said again. Spencer's eye shot directly at the screen. The guy on her screen walked out.

"His name is Nick Cameron. Liam Cameron’s brother." She whispered before the screen went black.

----

Alex's POV:

"Why the fuck would you do that." He screamed. I jumped. I shrugged.

"You little bitch." he was now fully dressed. He walked back out once again and not but a few minutes later he walks back in with a knife.

"This is for telling the people that are watching who I am." I looked at the camera it was still recording. But I don't think he knew that. He stabbed my leg. I winced out in pain.

"This is for not answering me." he stabbed the other leg.

"And this is for the fun of it." he laughs. Stabbing my arm. I yelled in pain.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"Do you seriously not remember." he asked.

"No."

"You told me you loved me then had sex with my brother." he yelled.

"Nick. You're ten years older than me. I never told you I loved you besides more than a friend." I said softly.

"Yes. You. Did." how the fuck is he going to tell me.

"I heard y'all that night. It was the night of prom you looked so pretty. You we're wearing a red long spaghetti strapped dress that flowed at the end. You came back to our house to take photos. You looked as beautiful as always but you came up to me and told me you loved me."

"I LITERALLY MEANT IT AS A BROTHER. YOU SICK FUCK." I yelled. he slapped me.

"shut the fuck up." he yelled. I heard sirens in the distance. I spit in his face he grabbed my throat and started to strangle me. I heard running from the distance before hearing the door opening. In the blink of an eye he has a gun to my head. As Spencer, Rossi, Hotch, Morgan, JJ, and Kate come flooding in.

"Put the gun down." Spencer calls out.

"No."

"Put the damn gun down." Morgan calls out. God why am I always in the middle of the gun. He clocks his gun but before he can Morgan shoots him. I fall down the position I was in. Spencer running towards me. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around me. I wrap my arms around his neck as he wraps them around my waist. I was still bleeding from being stabbed not even thirty minuted before. But I didn't and he didn't care. He held me there for what felt like forever.

"Come on let's get you checked out." we walked his arms still around me. I sit in the ambulance while the check me out. I felt light headed from the amount of blood I've lost so they decided to take me down to the hospital to get stitches but besides that i would be okay. Spence decided to ride with me. He looks lost in thoughts sweeping his tongue against his lips. I grab his hand. He looks up at me and smiles.

"What's up." I said.

"It's nothing."

"Pretty boy..." I said

"I just- I know you told me not to worry about it but I can't help but feel like this is my fault." he sighs. I bring his hand up to my mouth and kiss it.

"Listen you weren't going to stop me from going. If anything I'm glad you didn't go because we both would've been down. and Hotch wouldn't have been happy."

"I know I just can't picture losing you." he said softly. I laugh.

"Oh come on Doc. I'm not that easy to get rid of." I smile. So does he. We arrive and I get checked out and get my stitches. Spencer by my side the whole time. Everyone came in and hugged me telling me that they we're glad I'm okay. I just laugh. Hotch looks down at his phone.

"They found a body." he says. I stop in my tracks.

"Liam." I say softly.

"He killed his own brother. That's sick." Garcia said. I nodded.

"He's a sick man."

------

Time has passed and now we're sitting on the plane disguising the case.

"So what's going to happen to him." Kate asked.

"Well he's going to be put on trial and Alex will have to testify. But he kidnapped and killed someone." Hotch said.

"Hey." Spence said softly.

"Hey." I mimicked. He laughed putting his arm around me drawing me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder. He kissed my forehead and as i feel into a deep sleep.

--

Pretty soon I felt someone pick me up.

"You sure you got her." Morgan asked.

"Yeah." was the only thing that came out of spencers mouth. I try to get closer to him as he just laughs. Soon enough I'm being put in his car and our bags are being put into the back.

"Spence." I said softly. He looks down at me.

"Yes."

"Can you stay with me. I really don't want to be alone." I said softly. He nods. Putting his hand on my knee cap. I flinch in the process so he takes his hand away.

"I'm so sorry." he says.

"It's fine. It just kinda startled me." I said. He nodded. So I grab his hand lacing our hands together stopping the shaking. He smiles. I look out the window thinking about everything. Every once in a while he squeeze it. We finally pull up to my house. Getting out of the car and walking into my home. I try opening the door but, my hands were shaking to much. I turn around and look at him taking a good look at him. He has stubble, his hair is messy, and he's wearing a black button down with black pants. God he's hot. Shit I can't think like that.

"Alex." he says snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry." I mumbled turning around. I unlocked the door.

"No you're fine you were just staring." he laughed.

"How long was I gone." I asked randomly.

"3 days 21 hours and 14 minutes." he says

"Damn." I said almost not audible.

"I'm sorry I let this happen to you." he say softly almost like if he talked any louder he'd break me.

"Don't be sorry. I'm strong. I'll get through it." I said

"You should probably eat."

"Do you wanna order Chinese?"

"Is that even a question." I laugh.

"I don't know where my phone is?" I laugh forgetting about it.

"Oh shit. Hotch left it at the BAU sorry. I'll order it." he says. I nod. He pulls out his phone and orders the food.

"It'll be here in twenty." i nod

"Wanna watch t.v" he just nods and we walk to my room. I jump on my bed taking in the cushiony bed. I hear a chuckle from behind. I move over slightly still laying on my stomach. He takes off his shoes laying beside me. I move closer to him. He opens his arms pulling me into him. I get as close as humanly possible to him as doing so I get a huge sniff smelling coffee and cinnamon.

"Alex." he says softly.

"Yes spence."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome?" I laugh

"I mean thank you for not getting mad at me. Most people would be mad that I didn't go with them. But you're so understanding. Thank you."

"Oh of course bubba. I could never be upset that you didn't come you didn't know the seriousness of the situation." I sigh. He will never know how much I love him. I look up at him and smile.

"I love you." he said

"I love you too." I say. Of course he only meant it as a friends way but a girl can pretend. There was a knock on the door so I get up to get it. I paid the man going into my room we grab our food eating and enjoying a night of smiles and laughter. Forgetting about the past 72 hours.

----

Two weeks later.

I have finally been cleared to work. That night Spencer and I feel asleep on me bed cuddling but when I woke up the next morning he was gone. I haven't really seen him or talked to him since then I've tried but he always told me he was busy. It kinda hurt but I didn't let it bother me that much. I walk into work with my to-go bag in my hand. Everyone walked up to me. I put my bag under my desk hugging everyone.

"How are you?" Morgan asked.

"I'm pretty good. Could be better. But not complaining."

"Well what's up." I look at the curly headed kid sitting a few feat away from us.

"Nothing. Just everything that happened is finally getting to me." I said lightly. He nods.

"Well Garcia missed you light crazy."

"I figured."

"Where's Kate? I haven't seen her yet." I say right then the door's open.

"Ren." She yells I smile as she comes up hugging me.

"How's you're legs."

"They're feeling much better."

"Well that's good, and looks like you came back in the right time because today we're just filling out reports. Nothing to hard." she smiles. I groan.

"I want to be back out in the field." I sigh

"I know but soon." she laughs. At this point the only person around us was Spencer. Kate looks at me then him and nods then walks off. I sit in my seat rolling over to him. I put my hand on his shoulder he jumps in doing so.

"I'm sorry." I said laughing. He just rolled his eyes focusing back on his computer.

"Are you okay. I haven't heard from you in since the night I got home." I say.

"Fine." he mumbles. I just nod taking it as he doesn't want to talk.

"Well I'm sorry if I did something." I say softly. Going back to my desk. He doesn't say anything I just roll my eyes and start filling out the paperwork. I get up and walk over to Garcia's "lair" I open the door and walk in she see's me and automatically stands up.

"Hello my sweet sweet child." she says.

"Hi momma Garcia." I say.

"How are you."

"I've been better. Do you know what's up with Spence?" I ask.

"No. Why?"

"He just hasn't talked to me since everything and I just miss him that's all."

"Well I can ask him-"

"No." I cut her off.

"If he needs me he knows where to find me." I say softly. She nods.

"Anyways can you scan these into the system." she nods once again. I smile handing her the files and walking back to the bullpen. I sit down and start working again.

"Pstt." I called Spencer. He doesn't do anything.

"Spence." I say. Nothing. I give up and just start working again. Until I've had enough.

"What's your problem." I said looking at him. He chuckles.

"My problem."

"Yes. Why aren't you talking to me. Why haven't you been talking to me. Spence I needed my best friend this past two weeks. Where have you been." I asked.

"Busy." I laugh.

"You know what- nevermind forget I asked." I said. I turn around this time working at my desk.

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Its been about an hour. I felt his gaze on me the entire time but I didn't even pay attention. I just kept thinking about him. I felt someone grab my arm and pull me up. I look to see Spencer. We start walking somewhere. I didn't realize until we were in a file closet. I opened my mouth to say something me. But before I could Spencer smashed his lips on mine. It took me a minute to realize what was going on. He started to pull away but I put my arms around him pulling him closer. He wraps his arm around my waist pulling me even closer to him. He licked my bottom lip as I part my lips our tongues fight for dominance. I moan slightly in his mouth. He smiles through the kiss. Us both pulling away to breath.

"I'm sorry." He panted.

"I was to afraid that I was going to hurt you. So I decided to pull away instead of being with you." he said softly.

"Don't worry about me. I'm a big girl. You we're never going to hurt me I promise" I said.

"I'm in love with you." He said.

"I'm in love with you." I said in return.  He looked me in the eyes. I pull him closely and kiss him again this time lust being clearly shown in the kiss. God this man is a god. He starts moving down my neck sucking on my collar bone. I let out a soft moan. His hands fumble with my shirt singling for me to take it off.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

"As sure as ever." he pulls my shirt off my head and starting his way down. My hands mess with his tie before its lose enough to take off. I unbutton his shirt taking that off to. His hands move to my back un-clipping my bra. His mouth moving to my nipples. He takes one into his mouth and kneading the other one with his hand.

"Spence." I moan. He moves to the other one just switching.

"Spencer. I need you."

"hmm?" he says cupping his ear.

"Please. Spencer fuck me." I said.

"Your wish is my command." He say in my ear. That alone almost made me cum. He pulls my pants down looking at my underwear. Licking his lips he pulls them down.

"Is this all for me." he asks. Sliding one of his fingers over my folds. I nod.

"Words princess."

"Yes." I moan. He laughs. Taking off his pants and pulling off his boxers I look down.

"Are you sure you want to do this." he asks.

"YES." I piratically scream.

"Okay baby. Be patient. " he chuckles. He lines himself up with me slowly inching himself into me holding my hips tightly. Inch by inch. I let out a few whimpers and moans until hes fully thrusting. The only sound is skin hitting together and the sounds of my moans ans his groans.

"You're so beautiful" he moans into my ear.

"God. I wish I would've done this the first day I met you." I chuckled. He brings his thumb to my mouth.

"Open." was all he said. I opened and he stuck his thumb in my saliva coating his thumb he brings it down to my clit rubbing I moan squeezing around him.

"Fuck." he says circling harder.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum."

"Come for me princess." he says lowly. I squeeze around him again he grab my hips harder. Almost 99% sure there would be bruises there tomorrow.

"Fuck." he groans once more before I feel a liquid shooting in me. His lips meet mine riding out our highs. He pulls put of me finding a napkin in his pocket cleaning himself and me up. We slide out clothes back on. I look at him.

"Can I get you dinner sometime." he asks.

"Yes."

[bandsconcertsfood]

Cute  Reader x Peter Hale

Summary: The pack accidentally finds out about Peter Hale's secret girlfriend.

Word count: 466

I woke up to an empty bed, in a room I'm still trying to get used to. Peter and I have been staying in Derek's loft for about 2 weeks while looking for our own place. I decided to stay in bed, since it's a Saturday.  That's when I hear some rustling downstairs, I assume it's either Peter or Derek so I just stay in bed. "I don't understand why we have to meet today," I hear from the living room, well that doesn't sound like either Peter or Derek, that's when I decide to check the time, maybe we're being murdered? 9:24a.m. I decide to go downstairs to investigate. I notice a group of teenagers, "Is this a group murder?" I asked still very much tired, then I remember all I'm wearing is Peter's shirt that goes down to my mid thigh. "Derek there's a random woman in your house" One of the guys says towards the kitchen, I chuckle. "She's not a random woman Stiles" Derek says laughing, "Is this the pack" I asked yawning getting ready to go back up stairs. "Yes, Y/N these are Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Liam, and Malia, guys this is Y/N" Derek says as he sits on the couch, eating breakfast. "Is she your girlfriend, Sour Wolf?" Lydia asks, both Derek and I start laughing. "Of course not!" I hear my man's voice, "Pete!" I say and walk up to him, he picks me up, I wrap my legs around him, giggling. I hear the pack gasp, "no way" is all Scott can say. Eventually, after a few seconds Peter finally puts me back down, "I don't believe it. The devil has a girlfriend?" Stiles starts off, I can't help but frown, why did he call Peter the devil? "Excuse me" I ask, scrunching my face together in confusion. "Peter Hale, literal satan is dating someone, even more shocking is you're like really cute" Stiles says, Derek's eye widen, knowing what's going to happen, the other teens stifle their laughs. "Would I still be cute if I stabbed you in the neck?" I ask getting all defensive, nobody messes with Peter. Suddenly my claws are out and I'm in attack mode in front of Peter. "Yeah she's a feisty one" Peter says smirking, enjoying how afraid everyone got. "Happens when you have a mate" Derek says chuckling, continuing to eat his toast. "Woah! OK I'm sorry!" Stiles apologizes, hiding behind Scott. Peter puts his hand on my waist and I calm down right away. "Lets go back to bed, babygirl" Peter whispers in my ear and I nod, happily walking back up the stairs, leaving the entire Pack confused.