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survivedsarchived · 2 years ago

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he bristles defensively. the subject always leaves him agitated: a visceral reaction, teeth bared and words rolling bitterly from the tongue. micah doesn't expect the same degree of disappointment from taissa that his parents give (though, to their credit, there's an attempt to hide it) — but a part of him feels so uncertain here. he doesn't know what to expect of her. she's so much the same person who left, extending an affection to micah he'd never experienced in a friendship before her — but it's that same endearment that allows him a deeper glimpse into her. he doesn't think taissa recognizes that slight gap in her armor, shaped perfectly for him (a little weathered in their time apart, but micah can be adaptable — a trait that could change his life, if he were to put it to use.) it's this small window that allows him to see the shifts within her, though the depths of them is unknown to him — micah can only sense their presence.

and it worries him.

she's always been driven, but it's different now. so much time lost, plans derailed — he knows she wants nothing more than to move on, catch up, be where she should have been already, and, selfishly, he thinks: is there a place for me in that?

but he seems to be unsettled for nothing. the question is blunt, but micah appreciates that, and he answers first with a shrug, a forceful exhale. then he says, “i don't know.” it's something, though, right? he's contributing. he's kept at it for months, and though it might be unreasonable, micah wants taissa to be proud of him for that.

“i didn't know what else to do.” not without you. “it's — not easy. but it was good to... uh. y'know. keep busy.”

there's a sudden worry that he's doing this wrong. it's not something he's accustomed to, keeping his feelings from her — suppressing thoughts, second guessing, overthinking. it's always been his biggest flaw, thinking before speaking, and it takes strength to fight that instinct. (it isn't something he'd do for anyone but her.)

it still doesn't seem like he's succeeding, though. micah feels awkward, fumbling towards her, his steps short and unsure, but there's relief in the proximity regardless. he really doesn't care about the shirt; about anything else she might've taken that's now lost or forgotten — because she's here. maybe not okay, but she's alive. and that's more than enough.

micah thinks that maybe it's comforting, to know something of his was with her. maybe it made some cosmic difference. he's not sure where that thought comes from, because he's never believed in anything in his entire life... but maybe that's why he gives this to her. maybe it's because of the fear that he can't fit into her life anymore, so he wants a small piece of him with her again, in this next chapter of her life.

it isn't until taissa makes the proposal that micah understands how pervasive that fear is. it steals his breath and he jerks his head, canted in confusion, contemplating if he'd heard her right — but the slow replay in his mind doesn't seem to contradict it. he sucks on his teeth, a noise that transitions to a nervous laugh, but the physical contact is returned: interpreted as a sign that he can reach out, his hand grasping her forearm just slightly.

“boston.” it's repeated in a mockery of a boston accent, a slight deflection, as if something so simple can mask his apprehension at the prospect: not because of her, but because he's simply never left this town. but, micah realizes — he wants to.

he doesn't want to live on a farm forever.

“man, fuck the chickens. they're little fucking demons, anyway.” it's his way of saying yes, and he knows taissa will understand. micah smiles, reaches to pull her into a hug, burying his face into her shoulder. “i have some money saved up,” he says, voice muffled. “so i won't be a leech. and i will find a job. i promise.”

her life stopped for 19 months while the rest of the world went on. her house is scattered with more pictures of her than there were before she left, plants hanging on from what she can assume was a memorial her parents held after months of losing hope, but her room stayed in tact, for the most part -- as if her parents couldn't bear to see it any way else. taissa tries to ignore it all, pretend it looks the same way she remembered it ( no matter how much it had faded in her memory through those few months. ) she wonders if her parents really thought she was dead, or they were just trying to soothe themselves until they found her again. she wonders if micah had lost hope --- wondered if he spiraled because of it. how did he deal with the loss of her? she'll never ask, because she doesn't want to make that loss of time real.

despite feeling like she has to catch up with the way they world kept moving as she was lost to the wilderness, sometimes she slips up, too focused on making up for the accidental gap year that she jumps over the fact that micah had all this time to enroll in college if that was the plan. she doesn't really think about it until his own words are in the past tense, and it's a brutal reminder. he had a life without her. what did he do with it?

her jaw clenches until he offers an answer on his own, and when he does, she looks up at him. she has to think positively, in some way. ❝ oh, ❞ is all she says for a moment. she never knew much about living on the farm, not outside of the bits she's gotten from micah over time, but she always liked his stories. she wonders how many would have made her laugh in the time she was stuck in what felt like an entirely different world. ❝ and that's fine? ❞ it's not meant to be as condescending as it may sound to someone who doesn't know her like he does -- she's genuinely asking, wondering if he's liked it or if it's only made him miserable.

she gulps at his quick response, as if it's not the right one. but what is the right response to what she's said? ( for everyone around taissa, it likely seems that nothing is the right way to respond, because everything she's told seems to eat away at her somehow. ) she stares blankly as he brings his necklace over to her, reaching out her hand and taking it. but she doesn't say anything in response, not immediately. it almost makes her panic. what if the same thing happens again? what if it's lost to some parallel universe in which she's frozen in time and he keeps moving on? part of her wants to throw it back at him, tell him she doesn't want to lose it -- but another part of her, the part becoming more grounded in reality again, works against it. she doesn't thank him ( she's always better at showing her gratitude with actions than words ) she only looks back up at him again, trying to refocus -- reclaim part of her life.

❝ come with me. ❞ it's sudden, her behavior near-erratic as she jumps from question to suggestion and so on. her eyes close a moment later and she shakes her head, movements quick as she drops the necklace in her 'essentials to pack' pile, then turns back to him --- and for the first time since they shared a hug when she returned, she touches him again, her hands on both of his shoulders as she looks him in the eye. ❝ yeah, fuck it, move to boston with me. that's what you want, right? to just go with me? ❞

that's not exactly how she always envisioned her life -- -she was excited for the chance to move away, on her own, start something new. but she missed out on so much, and she's desperate for a sense of home, while still moving on with her life. micah is that piece of home she can take with her -- and maybe it would be good for him, too. ❝ we can get a place off campus together. okay, no chickens to keep you company, but --- ❞ a small, rare smile starts to tug at her lips, because though she may be impulsive about this in a way she never is, it feels good to look forward to something that isn't just about the next step in her life, but rather, something she wants, too.

#like i said. the friendship between a lesbian and her trans man bestie is something that can be SO important..#ladyintree #micah.#threads: micah.

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toriwakes · 4 years ago

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Pretty Boy 187 [s.r x reader]

summary: reader finds out that her new found tumblr crush is none other than her coworker.

content warnings: she/her!reader, mentions of alcohol

a/n: hi!! i’m so happy to be posting again. i’m really proud of this, so i hope you all like it! as always, let me know if you have any requests!

convincing spencer to get tumblr was tough. not only did he hate technology, he didn’t like social media either.

“it’s gonna be fun! c’mon, please?” you’ve been bugging him about it for about a week. “spencer, please just download it. if i have to hear (y/n) whine again i’m gonna loose it.” said derek, plopping is papers on his desk. “you like it when i whine.” you teased, causing derek to flash you a toothy grin. “alright! jeez.” you clapped of joy and jumped to help spencer, but he stopped you. “no way, i’m not letting you follow me.” he kept his phone facing away from you, your arms dropping to your sides in defeat. “fine. i’ll find your account somehow.” “we’ll see about that.”

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over the next few weeks you acquired a few new followers, only one catching your eye. ‘prettyboy187’ followed you on a quiet friday afternoon. the username caught your attention at first, but when you checked is profile? that’s when you were hooked. half of his pictures were just aesthetically pleasing: outside of his window, his extreme sugary coffee, some books. but others...

it was an excerpt of a poem and his hand was holding back the pages. you doubt he meant to capture it so beautifully. just his hand was godly. you wasted no time dming him.

hey :)

how desperate did you look right now? he followed you barley an hour ago. you cant stop staring at that picture.

hello

he didn’t sound happy. well, he didn’t “sound” anything, you guys were texting. but you could feel his tone through the screen. where you overthinking this too much? you shuffled into your bed, wrapping yourself in the covers as you pondered what to say next.

i just wanted to tell you i really like your account. are you a photographer or something?

no, i’m not. my friend convinced me to get this app and i noticed people post aesthetically pleasing photos on here, so i’m just doing the same haha.

ok, well you don’t post nice pictures. at least, not that type. maybe you’d post a picture of the snow or your bed, but every now and then you’d bless the feed with a picture of you in a swimsuit. it was more for opinions on the suit than anything else.

ohh. maybe i should start doing that.

how do you mean?

oh.

that sounded like a very judge-y ‘oh’. your eyes scanned your own profile to see what he could’ve hated. there was you in your favorite red swimsuit, a picture of your computer with netflix on the screen. the rest of the posts were of the same type, so you couldn’t pinpoint what the problem was.

what is it?

no, nothing. your recent picture. that’s a nice swim suit.

oh. that’s what he meant. you practically threw your phone across the room and squealed. thank the universe that he didn’t dislike you already. you shot him another text. just like that, you had your first ever tumblr crush.

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“what’s up with you pretty girl?” derek asked when you walked into work. you supposed you still had the blush on your face when pretty boy wished you a good morning and day at work. “nothing!” you said, obviously it being something. as if on cue, spencer walked in behind you also giddy. “what, you’re both sweet on someone now?” when neither of you responded, derek laughed. “what?” emily inquired, taking her seat. “spencer and (y/n) both have a crush.” emily’s jaw dropped. “spencer has a crush?” everyone broke into laughter, jj overhearing and almost dropping her files. “why is that so surprising?” spencer defended himself, derek giving him a ‘you know the answer to that’ look. “well?what’re their names?” he pushed. you bit your tongue. you didn’t even know his name. yikes. “let’s start.” aaron called. saved by hotch. thank goodness. “this ain’t over.” derek warned the two of you. yes it was. by the end of the day morgan would’ve forgotten all about this.

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you were right like always. morgan didn’t ask anymore about it, instead offering to get drinks. you turned it down, desperate to get home and text your boy. and you did, only at 11pm.

hey, sorry it’s so late. had a long day at work.

no worries, so did i. listen, i have a question.

this boy only sent messages that would make your heart drop. with a pacing heart, you texted back.

yes?

his ‘online’ button flashes on. then he was typing. then he was deleting. it seemed like hours before he responded.

what’s your name?

godamnit. you didnt have a display name because you didn’t want anyone you knew finding your account. what’s a fake name you can use? maybe...

lila.

why did you pick spencer’s ex’s name? you don’t know. you remember being insanely jealous of her because she got to kiss spencer in the pool while you were posted outside. your crush on spencer was still very much alive, but not as much as it was with pretty boy.

that’s a pretty name.

thanks. now you have to tell me yours ;)

you’ve never been so nervous for a text conversation in your life. for some reason, the back of your head wondered what it would be like if you were texting spencer. it was just a thought, though. spencer would never say half of this stuff.

call me morgan.

oh NO. please no... you stalked his profile again, terrified that you’ve been flirting with your coworker this past month. alas, your eye caught another body picture- this time of his arm. no tattoos like derek. not to mention he was much smaller. not that that’s a bad thing. you don’t think you’d ever be able to handle derek...

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you arrived at work yet again with a blushing face. “come on, you can’t keep hiding this from me! tell me something at least!” derek whined. “okay! his name is morgan. and i know what you’re thinking, and no, it’s not you, my boy is much more attractive.” derek’s mouth formed into an ‘O’ shape in fake offense. “that’s damn near impossible. ain’t nobody prettier than derek morgan.” spencer walked in now, again with a dorky smile on his face. “spencer. (y/n)’s got a crush on-“ you jumped to cover his mouth, the sound of your crush’s name muffled. “what- hey! no fair! derek gets to know but i cant?” spencer whined. derek held his hands up and sat back down, not wanting to get you mad. smart. “three can’t keep a secret.” was all you said before sitting down to clean your workspace.

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the new highlight of your day was texting morgan. you learned several things about him; he has a job he can’t specify for personal reasons, he really wants a dog but he feels like animals hate him. you told him about your cat joel, and how they could absolutely love him. he appreciated that.

if i tell you something, do you promise not to freak out?

depends. are you about to tell me you’re a serial killer?

no!

you giggled to yourself at your humor.

i wanna meet you.

you promised not to freak out, but you were freaking out. it was just now setting in that you didn’t know this man at all. where he lived, how old he was, even what he looked like. you took a few deep breaths and asked a question.

where do you live?

quantico virginia.

no hesitation on that one. he lived in the same town as you? you didn’t know how you’d be able to turn this down...

shit, me too. let’s meet up then.

i’ll send you a good place to get drinks.

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“every time you walk in here, you’re blushing. now so are your ears.” you beamed at derek, sitting at your desk before spilling. “i’m gonna meet him.” “wait what? are you sure that’s safe?” you rolled your eyes. “i’m an fbi agent. i’m not scared of a little danger.” you playfully winked and derek blew out a huff of air. “if anything happens, you know you can call me.” you pouted at your friend and nodded, appreciating his concern. spencer was spinning in his seat. “you happy too?” you asked. he only nodded and didn’t elaborate. you we’re going to press on, but hotch called you all in and you lost your chance.

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on rare occasions, the bau got tough cases with very happy endings. this was one of those cases. the plane ride home was extremely joyous and derek offered to get drinks again. this time, everyone accepted (all except hotch). you texted morgan telling him you were going out tonight and you wouldn’t be back till late. you laughed to yourself. it was like he was your boyfriend.

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the night was young and you were fairly tipsy. ok that’s generous, you were drunk. you were spending most of your time with penelope and it took you a minute to remember spencer. “ohmygosh! spence!” he was startled at your presence but he gave you that flat mouthed smile of his. “how are you! you’re my favorite scorpio.” you nodded as you said it, as if trying to convince him it was true. “thanks? i’m good. you’re drunk.” he pointed out. “no shit. hey!!! you never showed me your tumblr user! you gotta show me that girl you like, bet you she’s really sexy.” you didn’t even know what you were saying at this point, whipping out your phone and snapping a picture with spencer. “what are you doing?” he asked, watching you type. “posting this on tumblr! i want everyone to know you’re my favorite in the world.” he wanted to ask favorite what, but a ping on his phone distracted him. lila posted. he smiled and checked her page.

holy fuck.

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“(y/n)?” he asked, not looking away from his phone. “yess?” you responded. “what’s your tumblr?” what is your tumblr? “uhhh..i don’t know, check.” you tossed him your open phone, and his eyes only grew wider. “you’re lila?” the words rang through your ears like a siren. “what?” the word was breathy, you couldn’t add stability to what you said. spencer showed you his phone, ‘prettyboy187’ on the screen. “you’re morgan?” still no confidence in your voice whatsoever. your feelings were supposed to change, you weren’t supposed to like that morgan was spencer. but they didn’t. you didn’t even think about the fact he saw your swimsuit photos. you loved that morgan was spencer, and you still wanted to see him on the weekend. “are you mad?” you asked, not being able to stop yourself from sipping from your glass. “no. should i be?” you smiled. “no. do you still wanna meet up this weekend?” “yes. but i don’t wanna get drinks.” he wasn’t even drinking, why is he complaining. “where should we go then?” “my house.”

#spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fanfiction #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid smut #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid #ssa spencer reid #ssa reid #dr spencer reid #doctor spencer reid #criminal minds

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soft4gguk · 2 years ago

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I’ve been thinking about your last answers about tbah and ira and jk if he really loves oc and of course that i can’t stop overanalyzing so here’s a piece of my mind that nobody asked for but yeah :’)

i don’t think jungkook is still in love with ira but of course that she still affects him and that’s why maybe "glimpse of us" could relate to this story, not because he’s using oc as a rebound but because ira was someone important for him and you can’t avoid the impact that people left in your life and you can keep suffering for someone's betray while you're with someone else (not ideal but it happens).

i believe his feelings for oc are there, they exist they’re real but everything is so recent that i feel he needs to take a break. ofc that u’re gonna do whatever u want with your story and i’m gonna love what u decide because u make everything pretty and real and angsty lmao....... but now that we don’t know what’s gonna happen i'm gonna say what i think would be best heh ( in my opinion ofc i'm NOT telling u what u have to write please i would never lol i cant even write what i dream this is just me rambling),i feel like a break or time away from oc, (be it because he asked her for a time apart or because they have a fight :( cause of jk’s parents or his insecurities starts to get the best of him or… ira comes back) would be genuinely good for him. to fully grieve for ira and finally let her go and to have the space to think if he wants to fight for oc and become a family or if he’s just not ready. not only because doing this is gonna give him peace but because oc doesn’t deserve being given empty promises or get hurt in what I think is jungkook responsibilities that are his feelings.

i feel like she’s helping him heal and that’s beautiful but she doesn't want to be just a healer she wants to stay with them. and jungkook loves her too but i feel like he’s not sure if he loves her because of the relief that she brought in the worst moment of his life or if he truly loves her forever. and that doesn’t make him a bad person that makes him human.

i feel like she’s helping him heal and that’s beautiful but she doesn't want to be just a healer she wants to stay with them, for good. and jungkook loves her too but i feel like he’s not sure if he loves her because of the relief that she brought in the worst moment of his life or if he truly loves her forever. and that doesn’t make him a bad person that makes him human, he just needs to figure it out and its gonna take time and its ok. but i think that he should be the one that decides to step aside for a minute bc oc deserves his respect and she deserves him being considerate enough with her to save her from the hurt that's inevitably gonna happen but he can lessen that by being honest with her.

i’m saying allll this being a number one fan of happy endings lmao its not like i dont want them to end up together i just want them to be a happy couple forever and ever for the right reasons :)

am i to invest and deep in this story? yeah i am. love u tessa. i was gonna send this off anon but i’m scared because maybe u hate this ask and i dont want u to hate me this all comes from a good place and an overthinker reader

im gonna start from the end and say: I love you. I could never, ever hate u, please. matter of fact, lets be friends. I mean it. this ask was so amazing to read, I loved it so much. i know I'm the author of this story, but trust me when I say, people like you give it life. and that means so so much to me. so THANK YOU.

now, getting into the piece of mind you just shared with me... I'm going to try to answer this as tessa, the person, and not tessa, the writer, because I feel like anything I say as the writer could come off as a spoiler and we dont want that. I agree with you. with every single word that you say, I agree with it wholeheartedly. I love the way you said that as much as she's helping him heal, thats not all she wants in the long run. and with that being said, I dont think she's been honest about that either, not in a malicious way... just coming from a place of blissful ignorance over not knowing all the things that actually went into it and resulted in jungkook being in the state he was in when they first met. god!! and I say this so often... she doesn't know!! she has an idea but she doesn't know and I feel like thats really keeping a lot of things in the air right now.

as for jungkook, yeah. you're also right. I also believe he needs to grieve ira, hell, I believe he needs to even come to terms with his own feelings about this whole thing before he opens fully to another person, especially someone he genuinely cares about. because he does - very much so, and its that same reason why he stalled and didn't say I love you back.

the thing I take with the most from this ask is what you said about honesty. and sometimes honesty hurts but... I also think it mends in the long run, so...

my fingers will always be crossed for this couple, but I do admit that life is playing them a tricky card right now. and decisions will have to be made.

thank u so much for this, once again. I love u. thank u.

#tbah #thank u for reading <3 #fav

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tarantulas4davey · 4 years ago

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Football Albert and Band Race my beloved.

I'M SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG i'm finally going through my inbox and there's some God Tier Shit in here but !!!! i need this one to answer another one SO-

i’m gonna apologize in advance for not knowing absolutely fucking anything about football in advance i’m so sorry

THEM

ugh ok lemme just-

i’ve said it before and i’ll probably say it again, albert is the quarterback cause Of Course He Is

he’s also just,,,,,, so enthusiastic. and so competitive. he puts his heart and soul into every sport he plays and football is DEFINITELY included in that

race is,,,,,, well he’s more of a theater kid than a band kid, but that doesn’t change the fact he’s the little shit with a megaphone at every game

he leads cheers, shouts encouragement, is the LOUDEST voice in the crowd even without the megaphone. all of that is multiplied 10 fold when him and al get together junior year

he usually sits with the group that’s NOT on the field (cause i think kath would be a cheerleader and nobody can stop me from making that true. oh and spot and probably hotshot are also on varsity football with al)

but when the standing senior qb gets injured on a missed audible and holy shit albert gets to play with the score tied

race can SEE the panic on albert’s face from the stands as the coach calls timeout and has the offense huddle up

so,,,,,, he sweet talks his way past the gate (and by that i mean the teacher assigned to it was miss medda and she saw him sprinting down the steps and let him leap the fence without yelling at him)

and gets coach denton (our local comfort 11/12 english teacher and head football coach) to let him talk to albert before he goes on the field

albert is, of course, a nervous wreck cause fuck what if i mess up that pitch or get sacked or just suck

which is completely irrational, cause he’s memorized every sequence they play and can do it all with flawless accuracy and even without that he could play ANY position on this team but is qb cause he can throw the ball the length of the entire field with no warm up if he wants to

and race can read him like a book so he just

“al, both of us know you’re the best goddamn quarterback that’s ever played for this team and you just haven’t got to show it yet. you’re gonna go out there and lead that team, cause you know you can and you’re really fucking good at it. you can do this, don’t overthink it.”

and with that, he drags albert into a searing kiss before shoving back towards the field with a call of “give ‘em hell, babe!”

and the relieved smile that turns into a confident smirk makes race’s heart flip flop in his chest as al runs away from him

then he’s back up in the stands, lined up next to his friends with all their chests pressed against the safety fence as their offense gets ready

and he can see al stop the lead offensive lineman and say something before getting in position

what he doesn’t know is that al was stopping him to tell him to let the other teams’ defense through

cause race told him to give ‘em hell, so he’s gonna do it the best way he knows (✨with violence✨)

so they hike the ball, and the same guy who shattered their qb’s tibia in his final season before college comes barreling DIRECTLY at albert

and race is more than kind of freaking out from where he’s half hiding in jack’s shoulder

but albert catches the ball from the hike, glances out of his periphery, and does a perfectly timed duck to send said defensive player sprawling onto the ground on the other side of him with the wind knocked out of his lungs while albert launches the football to one of his running backs

and race just absolutely CACKLES cause he knows exactly what expression albert’s pointing at the winded player from behind his helmet and it’s nothing if not TERRIFYING

and then albert keeps playing as good as race knew he would, so they win the game by a landslide

and naturally the group and the team all head for jacobi’s, the dinner near their high school that runs a “players eat free” night every time the school team wins

the energy is electric, buzzing on adrenaline and excitement, and al is sat back with his arm draped over the back of race’s chair laughing at whatever story jack is entertaining them with and he just looks around and basks in the warmth

hhhhhhh THEYRE SO GOOD PLS-

they’re very in love and i cant get over it someone help

also this switches randomly between being race-centric and albert-centric so if that annoyed you i’m really sorry my brain just can’t Stay Focused

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markandlexies · 4 years ago

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The One With Will and JJ’s Wedding - Part 1

Summary: Based off of 7.23 and 7.24 of Friends! Will and JJ’s wedding is approaching and troubles arise when Will starts to panic and doesn't want to go through with it.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader (Female)

Word Count: 5,115k

A/N: This is my first time writing anything like this but I love Friends and Criminal Minds and this is one of my favorite plot lines ever. I could make this a series if anybody is interested, again I’m new to this and barely even know how to use Tumblr lmao so pls be nice!!! There isn't all that much pairing of Spence and reader here but I really loved writing the relationships between the characters and I’ll def go more into detail in later chapters! If you guys have an Friends episode you would wanna see written with the criminal minds characters, feel free to send me a request! Enjoy!

Masterlist - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

“Do you guys realize that this is the last time we’re all going to be here in O’Keefes as all single people?” JJ sighed, fiddling with her thumbs. You smiled at this, leaning on the arm of the couch, JJ sitting to your right. Emily sat on the couch also, squeezed in next to Garcia. Reid nursed a cup of coffee on the love seat to the left, while Hotch, Rossi and Morgan sat around the small table listening intently to their friend.

“Why, what’s happening to O’Keefes?” Garcia questioned, not understanding what JJ was trying to say.

Everyone just stared at her, used to this kind of behavior, and waited for the lightbulb.

“Ohhh! Right!”

“I cant believe in just two days I’ll be Mrs. LaMontagne. God, it’s just- we’ve been waiting for so long and now the day is finally here,” JJ smiled to herself, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I’m so excited for you, Jaje,” you smiled, resting your hand on her knee and giving it a light squeeze. She placed her hand over yours, “I just can’t help but be nervous, you know?”

“Of course, that’s normal! But actually, it’s been statistically proven that men are more nervous about marriage than woman. About 60% of men get cold feet-“

The sentence was cut short with a yelp as you kicked Spencer in the shin, urging him to stop.

Morgan cleared his throat as JJ laughed nervously. “But that’s not gonna happen... right?”

“Hey, don’t look at me...” Rossi chuckled.

“N-no of course not!” You stammered, trying to calm the bride to be’s nerves. “Spence, what are the statistics of couples that actually end up happy together?”

“Well actually about 50% to 60% of marriages end in divorce, but that doesn’t count factors such as death-“ he started.

“Well would you look at the time, we gotta go!” Garcia said, putting an end to this conversation before it could get any worse.

“Where are you guys going?” Hotch asked, taking a sip of his drink.

“We’re going to pick up the wedding dress and then go have lunch with my Mom,” JJ exclaimed as the girls all stood up to gather their belongings. Morgan got up with them, leaving Spencer, Rossi and Hotch to exchange questioning looks.

“Derek, you’re having lunch with JJ’s mom?” Rossi asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“No... I just heard lunch...”

After lunch, the girls sat around the apartment as JJ went over her list of things that still needed to be done in order for her big day.

“So what else do you have on that list?” Emily asked as she delicately applied a second coat of polish to her right hand.

“Oh, this is a different list. This is my list of all the things that could go wrong at the wedding,” she said as she wrote a couple more notes on the paper before her.

As she was met with silence she continued on, “You know, that way I could be prepared.”

“...Well, what do you have so far?” Garcia chimed in.

“So far I have, my bridesmaids dresses won’t get picked up, my veil gets lost or I don’t have my something blue-“

“Hey! Those are all the things I’m responsible for!” You interrupted, putting your coffee mug down.

“I had to do with the odds, Y/N/N!”

Before you could interject again, Will waltzed through the door. You all greeted him with a smile as he stood behind JJ’s chair, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

“What are you guys up to?” He asked, his hands finding their way to JJ’s shoulders.

“Just finishing my list of all the things that could go wrong at the wedding. You can never be too sure,” she shrugged, making a couple of more notes.

Will shook his head laughing, “Oh, relax! Everything will be perfectly fine.”

“Yeah!” You chimed in. “Stop looking for things to go wrong, you don’t want to jinx it!”

“Exactly!” He agreed, walking over to the fridge to grab a beer. “So, who’s excited for 7:00 tonight?”

You all just stared at him as Garcia walked behind JJ, tearing the page off the notepad. “You might want to start a, ‘What Could Go Wrong at the Rehearsal Dinner’ list. One: Will forgets the time.”

“Will! I told you a thousand times it’s 6:30!” JJ huffed immediately scribbling down on her new paper. You grab the notepad and clutch it to your chest. “Will you stop it? He’s just messing with you! He knows it’s at 6:30!” You turn around at his wide eyed figure. “Right?”

“Uh- yeah! I knew it was 7:00 I was just kidding-“

“6:30!” You all yelled in unison.

“That’s what I meant!”

“You’re killing me here, Will!” You whispered before turning back around to your best friend. “Jaje, everything will be perfectly fine! Everything is going to go as planned!”

“She’s right! You need to stop worrying!” Emily laughed, blowing on her nails.

JJ nodded, “Yeah, you guys are right...” She stood up walking to her fiancé, “Can you believe that tomorrow we’re gonna be married?!” He smiled at her before giving her a quick peck on the lips. “Yes, and I’m so excited for you to finally be Mrs. LaMontagne.”

You all smiled at the interaction, none of you could be happier for the pair in front of you.

“I just cant believe we made it!” She swooned, grabbing his hands in hers.

“Well, you don’t have to sound so surprised!” Will scoffed.

“It’s just- never mind.” She started, walking to put some dishes in the sink.

“What?” Will laughed, following her as she walked.

“Well... honestly,” she started, “... ever since we’ve gotten engaged I’ve been waiting for something to... you know, flip you out.”

You all giggled, silently agreeing. It was no question that Will loved JJ, but he had a tendency to overthink.

“Honestly, me too... I keep waiting for something stupid to come up that’ll make me freak out and go all... Will. But nothing has.”

She turned around and smiled at him, caressing his face. “I’m so glad. Thank you so much for staying so calm during all of this.” She placed another kiss to his lips before slipping into the bathroom.

You all sat in comfortable silence for a moment before the phone started ringing. Before anyone could volunteer to answer it, it had stopped, automatically going to voicemail.

“Hi! If you’re calling before Saturday, you’ve reached JJ and Will! But if you’re calling after Saturday, you’ve reached Mr and Mrs. LaMontagne! Please leave a message for the LaMontagnes!”

The girls all giggled, having been there when JJ recorded it, assuming Will had heard it already. You all continued what you were doing and missed the look of panic that was only being discussed not too long ago. Will started to sweat profusely and loosen his tie a bit, feeling he was being choked to death.

The LaMontagnes.

The rehearsal dinner had gone smoothly for the most part, nobody realizing the panic that had been struck into Will just hours before.

Before they knew it, the night had ended and their big day had begun. The girls had been sitting around like they were the previous day, eating breakfast and chatting, excited for what was ahead. JJ was prancing around the apartment, nervously fluffing pillows and moving magazines in a straight line, she had so much adrenaline and didn’t know what to do with it.

Little did she know that across the hall, Spencer and Derek were tearing the apartment apart looking for the groom to be. Will had been staying with them the night before, being that JJ wanted the wedding day to be as traditional as possible, which meant they were not to see each other until she was walking down the aisle.

“Will! Come on, buddy. Time to wake up!” Morgan huffed, knocking on the door.

After no answer, Spencer called, “Will...”

No answer again. The men exchanged questioning looks as came to agreement their next move was to just walk in. Opening the door, they were met with a neatly tucked bed. They looked at each other confused. Derek walked in going to see if there was an trace of where he went as Spencer walked towards the kitchen.

He stopped in his tracks as his eyes met with a piece of yellow paper sitting on the counter. “Morgan...” He started, walking over to read what it said.

“What is it, Pretty Boy?” Derek asked his, standing next to Reid.

“Oh no.”

The boys ran across the hall, knocking feverishly on the door in front of them. They were met with your smile, “What’s up, you guys?”

Your smile quickly faded as you saw their worried faces.

“Is JJ in here?” Morgan asked in a hushed tone.

“She’s steaming her dress, why?” Garcia answered coming behind you.

The boys walked in the door a little further. Spencer looked up at you, pulling the paper out of his pocket. “I think Will’s gone...”

You reluctantly took the paper out of Spencer’s hands, Garcia looking down to read it with you.

“Tell JJ I’m sorry.”

You met Spencer’s eyes with disbelief of what was in front of you. The group had soon enough caught Emily’s attention and she walked over.

“What’s up?” She asked as you placed the note in her hands.

“Tell JJ I’m sorry,” she read aloud. She looked up at Morgan, shoving the note in his hands, “Tell her yourself!”

You pinched the bridge of your nose as she attempted to walk away, grabbing her by the forearm and pushing everybody outside the door.

“Oh my God! Will just left her?” You cried, running your hands through your hair.

“Okay, yeah! But maybe it’s not what we think! Maybe it’s, ‘Tell JJ I’m sorry... I drank the last of the milk!” Morgan said, desperately trying to convince himself also.

“Oh!” Garcia nodded excitedly, “Or maybe h- he was writing to tell her that he’s changed his name, you know! Uh- Tell JJ I’m ‘Sorry.’”

You and Spencer looked at each other in annoyance before Spencer whisper shouted, “I think it means he freaked out and left!”

“Don’t he so negative! God, isn’t it possible ‘Sorry’ is sitting in there right now!” Garcia whisper shouted back at Reid.

Spencer put his head in his hands and before it could escalate any further you put your hand on Garcia’s shoulder and said, “Okay, I-I think Spencer is right. What are we gonna do?”

Spencer sighed, “Well, me and Derek are gonna have to go find him and bring him back.” You all nodded in agreement.

“You guys make sure JJ doesn’t find out, okay?” Morgan added, clearly stressed.

You all started to go your separate ways as you noticed Garcia following you and Emily back into the apartment.

“Oh! No you don’t!” Emily started, blocking the door with her arm.

“W-what-“ Garcia stammered confused.

You called back to the boys who were walking out of their apartment again, jackets and phones in hand, “She’s coming with you guys.”

“Good call,” Spencer laughed.

“What are you talking about?!” Garcia huffed looking back and forth between the group.

“Pen, we need JJ to not find out! You’d blow our cover in seconds!” You said nudging her towards the guys.

“Oh, come on! That’s not fair-“

“Babygirl, you know you can’t keep secrets-“

“Oh, fine!” She rolled her eyes, walking away with them.

You and Emily walked back into the apartment as JJ excitedly ran out of her room with wet hair and a robe clinging to her body. “I’m getting married today!” The sentence ended with a yelp as she fell to the floor, you and Emily running to her aid but quickly coming to a halt as she picked herself up, not even phased.

“Think I just cracked a rib...” she started, her smile still intact. “But I don’t care because today’s my wedding day! My day is finally here! I’m gonna start getting ready!” She ran back into the room clapping and squealing.

“You know... she might not even notice he’s gone,” Emily shrugged, attempting to lighten the mood.

Tears prickled at your eyes and you put your head in your hands. “She cant start getting ready! This is too awful!”

“Shh!”

“She’ll be in the gown, and then he won’t show up! And she’s gonna have to take off the gown! It’s gonna be so awful-“ You started, panic running through your veins.

“Y/N, stop it! You cant do this out here!” Emily rolled her eyes, pulling you into the bathroom.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! It’s just so sad!” You cried, gripping the sink and shaking your head.

“You have got to pull yourself together! JJ cant see you like this or else she’ll know something is wrong!” Emily urged rubbing your shoulder in an effort to calm you down.

“I know, I’m sorry. God, there’s no tissue!” You groaned looking around the sink, “Can you grab me some toilet paper?”

There was no toilet paper either, Emily looked down into the trash can. “Oh... I found some...” She hesitantly reached into the can, pulling out some crumpled toilet paper and handing it to you.

“Thank you, Em,” you sniffled, wiping away your tears, “Can I have another one?”

Emily scratched the back of her head, cringing as she looked down at the trash can again. “Sure...”

She pulled the sleeve of her shirt up before reaching in again, pulling out some more. “Need some floss?” She suggested, shaking it in front of you with her hand.

You ignored her as you continued with your tears, “I just cant imagine what is going to happen if Will doesn’t show up.”

Emily continued to look through the can.

“I mean, she’s gonna be at the wedding waiting for him! And people are gonna be whispering, ‘Oh, that poor girl!’ You know! And then she’ll have to come back here and live all alone,” you shook your head, turning to face the previously steamed wedding dress hanging up on the shower rod.

“Oh my God.”

“What?” you asked, eyes never leaving the beautiful dress that you hoped to see your best friend in later that day.

“There was a pregnancy test in the garbage and it’s positive.”

Your eyes widened as you turned to face Emily and the little stick in her hands.

“JJ’s pregnant.”

Your hand instantly shot up to your mouth.

Emily sighed, “So I guess she won’t be totally alone.”

“Oh my God,” you whispered.

“Can you believe it? JJ’s gonna have a baby!” Emily said in disbelief, “Hey, can this count as her something new?”

You were at a loss for words, this was bad.

“Do you think this is why Will took off?”

You shook your head, biting your nails, “No, she had to of just taken this test. I took out the trash last night.”

Emily looked back down at the little stick, “This is turning into the worst wedding day ever! The bride is pregnant, the groom is missing... and I’m still holding this!” She shuddered as she dropped it back into the trash.

“Em...” you started, meeting her eyes, “we cannot tell anyone about this.”

“Right... yeah. Okay,” she nodded standing up from her spot on the toilet seat, you following her movement to the door.

“Wait do you know what kind’ve birth control she was using?”

“No, why?” you asked.

“Just for the future, this is hardly a commercial for it!” You tried to laugh but nothing came out, you were screwed.

“Anything?” You asked as you walked into Spencer and Morgan’s apartment.

“Nothing! And we looked everywhere!” Garcia groaned from her spot on the couch.

You all shook your head in disbelief, this was a nightmare.

“I am going to kick his ass when I see him! I’m starting to think we don’t really even know this guy! I mean think about it, does anybody else ever really understand him when he’s speaking?” Morgan huffed, looking around for an answer.

You rolled your eyes, “Shut up, Derek! He’s just freaking out! We should’ve known this was gonna happen sooner or later!”

Reid sighed in a agreement as he met your eyes, “This is bad, you guys. I don’t know where else we should look.”

You ran your hands through your hair, “We’re gonna have to just tell her that he’s gone!” you said as you turned around to walk towards the door.

Spencer jumped up from his seat, “Y/N, no! We can’t!”

“Spence, she’s gonna start getting ready soon!”

“Cant you at least stall her a little?” He pleaded, walking over towards you. “We can go back to some of the places we went last night!”

You looked up at him, he was grabbing your forearm lightly. You could never say no to those eyes.

“Alright,” you sighed, “...how much time do you need?”

“How much time until she absolutely has to start getting ready?” Derek interrupted.

“One hour.”

“Okay, give us two,” he replied, gathering his things from the counter.

You rolled your eyes in annoyance, “Then why do you even ask?!”

You all started to walk towards the door. Emily decided to join them, being that they needed all the help they could get. Hotch and Rossi were now in on the plan too and they agreed they should all split up in groups.

“Y/N! There you are!” JJ giggled as she excitedly walked towards you as you entered the apartment. With her cosmetic bag in hand, she sat down at the kitchen table, already spilling out the contents, “So I thought we’d start with my makeup and then do my hair!”

“Okay... uh...” you stammered, “before we do that... I-I need you to talk to me...”

“About what?”

“Um...” you were already cringing at the words about to come out of your mouth.

“I’m never going to get married!” You cried, placing a hand over your face.

JJ rolled her eyes and looked up at you, “Yeah, you will! The right guy is just around the corner... Okay, are we done with that?” she said quickly and continued to look through her makeup bag.

“JJ, I’m serious! Maybe I should just forget about it! I’ll become a lesbian or something...” you rambled on, faking more tears and sitting down next to her, trying to get her attention again.

However, it didn’t work. JJ didn’t even look up at you when she scoffed, “Any woman would be lucky to have you.”

You mentally face palmed. This was getting pathetic, and you couldn’t believe what you were about to say next.

“Maybe it would make me feel better if I just slept with Derek.”

JJ immediately stopped what she was doing and put a hand on your shoulder with wide eyes and a concerned face. “Oh my God, Y/N, are you okay?”

You shook your head quickly and stuffed your face in her shoulder, letting out fake cries.

“What are you doing, man?” Derek huffed as he stood besides Hotch and Penelope in front of Will’s desk at the station.

“I cant believe you guys found me! I knew I should have hid somewhere more secretive!”

Penelope rolled her eyes, “Will! What the hell are you doing?

Will shakily ran a hand through his hair, “Panicking...” he pointed to laptop opened in front of him, “Also trying to prove on the internet that I’m related to JJ.”

The trio was unamused.

Will got the hint quickly and asked, “How is she?”

“She’s fine. She doesn’t know you’re gone,” Hotch spoke up, getting closer to the desk, “and she doesn’t have to know, okay?”

Derek nodded in agreement, “Yeah, come on. We’re going back home-“

“I-I can’t! If I go back, we’re gonna become the LaMontagnes!” Will cut him off, shaking his head, “I can’t be the LaMontagnes!”

“What’s wrong with being the LaMontagnes?” Garcia questioned, clearly not following.

“The LaMontagnes have horrible marriages! All they do is yell and fight, and it never ends up well!”

Hotch, Penelope and Derek looked back at Will, finally understanding. He didn’t talk about it much, but Will and his parents were not close, he was too scarred from what they had put him through growing up to ever reconstruct their relationship.

“Man...” Derek began in an effort to calm him down, “You are nothing like either of your parents! You and JJ would never put each other through anything like that!”

Will thought about it for a second before saying, “I mean, look at Rossi! It’s just been divorce after divorce-“

“Will! Listen to me!” Penelope interrupted walking over to the side of the desk, “Right now, no one has a lower opinion of you than I do... but I totally believe you can do this!”

Will looked at his hands before saying, “I want to. I love her so much. But I’m afraid... this is... too huge.”

“You’re right, it is huge,” Hotch chimed in. He remembered when he was the one getting married and started to sympathize with the nerves of the man in front of him. “Just take it one step at a time. Forget getting married right now, can you just come home and take a shower?”

Morgan nodded in agreement, “Yeah, that’s not scary, right?”

Will slowly started to stand up in agreement and the trio in front of him couldn’t help but smile.

“The nights are the hardest...” you cried, looking down at your hands. JJ rolled her eyes. “But then the day comes... and that’s every bit as hard as the night. Then the night comes again-“

“I get it, okay? The days and nights are both hard!” JJ snapped in frustration. “Look, Y/N, I’m sorry but I have to start getting ready. I am getting married today,” she emphasized.

“I know... at dusk. That’s such a hard time for me.”

JJ stood up, not being able to take anymore of your pity party. “Okay. I’m gonna go put my makeup on. We have to be at the hotel in an hour.”

As she started to walk towards the bathroom you jumped up, “W-wait! Let’s go to lunch!”

“I can’t go to lunch!” She shrieked, running into the bathroom.

You were starting to run out of ideas. Throwing yourself to the floor you yelled, “Oh good God, I’ve fallen down!”

JJ stormed out of the bathroom, crossing her arms and looked at you sprawled out on the floor. “What the hell is going on?”

“Alright, JJ, listen...” you said standing up, feeling the tears ready to spill. “When I tell you what I’m about to tell you I need you to remember we’re all here for you and we all love you.”

JJ’s gaze softened, “Y/N/N, you’re really starting to freak me out...”

You looked down at your shaking hands as you whispered, “We can’t find Will...”

And just like that the door opened to reveal a smiling Emily Prentiss holding two big thumbs up.

“...s vest. We cant find Will’s vest-“

“How can that be are you serious?!” JJ cried.

Emily caught on and shut the door walking towards you two, “Found the vest! Well I mean we have to keep an eye on it. You know, to make sure we don’t lose it again!”

JJ instantly relaxed and started laughing, “Oh, thank God! Don’t scare me like that, okay?”

You both started nervously laughing as she started to walk towards the bathroom to finally do her makeup.

“For a minute there I was like, ‘Oh my God, the worst has happened!’ Phew!”

You and Emily both looked at each other with a sigh of relief.

Derek stood behind Will in the mirror, smoothing down his tux. “See, that wasn’t so scary was it? You put on a tuxedo!”

Will laughed nervously, looking at his reflection, “No... I guess not.”

Spencer smiled, “See, just a little bit at a time.”

“So what‘s the next little bit?”

Derek and Spencer looked nervously at each other, knowing they had to choose their next words very carefully.

“Just uh,” Derek stammered, “Getting married-“

Will let out a girl-like shriek, putting his head in his hands.

“W-woah, relax! You can do it! Just like you’ve done everything else!”

He lifted his head, nodding at Spencer’s words. “You’re right... I can do it. Just excuse me for a minute,” he sighed walking towards the door.

The men shared a skeptical look before Will added, “I’m not gonna run away again! I just need some fresh air.”

The boys reluctantly let Will out of the door and he paced the halls, trying to let all the nerves out. Hearing familiar voices around the corner, Will walked into one of the empty rooms on his left, trying not to be seen. The last thing he needed was to run into JJ in her dress before they were married and ruin this day even more than he almost already did. He soon recognized the voices as Y/N and Emily.

“I just cant believe JJ is pregnant! We gotta make sure we don’t say that too loud in here, you know they frown on that,” Emily said, referring to the church.

Pregnant?! How could it be? They used protection every single time?

All Will could hear was your humorless chuckles and wordless responses to what Emily was saying.

When your voices were gone, he popped his panicked head out of the door and started pacing the other way.

“Hey...” Derek nervously laughed as he entered the bridal suite. He was met with the eyes of JJ’s family members and gave them all a quick wave. “Have any of you seen Will?”

Penelope was fixing her hair in the mirror and quickly turned around, “I thought he was with you!”

Suddenly everyone’s attention was on Derek. “Well... he was,” he awkwardly looked around. “We’re playing a game of hide and seek.”

Penelope’s shoulders relaxed, “Well you can’t ask us, Chocolate Thunder! That’s cheating!” She turned back around scoffing, to continue pulling at little pieces of hair to frame her face. The rest of the room was clearly uncomfortable.

Derek gritted his teeth, “You’re right. Thanks for keeping me honest, Babygirl...” he smiled at the rest of JJ’s family, trying to make sure they didn’t suspect anything.

Walking towards Penelope to tell her Will was actually missing, he immediately came to a halt as JJ and Emily walked in the room.

“JJ, you look beautiful,” he smiled, giving her a hug.

She hugged him tightly and thanked him before asking, “How’s Will?”

Derek paused.

“Great. He’s doing great. Don’t you worry about Will!” he nervously chuckled before turning his attention back to the other side of the room. “Penelope, Emily, will you help me with something outside?”

The girls nodded and followed him out, Penelope closing the door behind them.

“Will is gone again!”

“Oh my God!” Penelope cried, “Why would you play hide and seek with someone you know is a flight risk!”

Derek rolled his eyes before turning his head and seeing the man of the hour walking with a small gift bag.

“Hey- There he is!”

“What-“

Without thinking Derek sprinted towards the man, tackling him on the floor. “You’re not getting away this time-“

“What are you talking about- I’m not trying to leave! I-I know about JJ.” He groaned, pushing Morgan off of him and standing up.

“You know?” Emily asked in disbelief.

“Know what?” Garcia chimed in, matching Derek’s expression of confusion.

“I heard you and Y/N talking...” Will answered.

“Talking about what?” questioned Derek, looking around confusingly.

“Oh my God... You know.” Emily whispered.

“Can someone tell us what the hell is going on right now-“ Penelope exclaimed.

“JJ’s pregnant.”

The pair looked at each other in shock, and broke out in smiles as Will pulled out a tiny onesie.

“Anything this tiny can’t be so scary.”

The ceremony had begun and all the guests had taken their seats. Rossi took his rightful spot in the center, being that he would be the one to officiate the wedding. Will was accompanied by his parents down the aisle and one after the other, the bridesmaids and the groomsman met in the middle and followed. It went Emily and Hotch, Derek and Penelope and then it was time for you to meet Spencer. It was the first time you had seen each other dressed up. The day had been so hectic you hadn’t had the chance to run into one another. He looked handsome in his suit, his hair so perfectly messy, and it took everything in you to not sprint over to him and run your hands through it.

Spencer was speechless, He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you walking towards him to meet in the aisle. You looked gorgeous in your light blue bridesmaid dress that hugged you perfectly. Your hair was pulled back on the sides, a few pieces hanging and your makeup was elegantly placed, highlighting all the features he loved.

“You look beautiful,” he whispered as you met up and linked arms. The blush spread through your cheeks like a wildfire and you prayed the camera couldn’t pick it up.

“Thank you,” you whispered back. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”

As it came time to part from him, you slowly unlinked your arms and walked to your respective sides, but not before giving his hand a gentle squeeze. He smiled at that.

JJ had walked out and tears were brought to not only Will’s eyes, but everyone else’s. She looked gorgeous and you couldn’t help but feel ecstatic for her as you knew she had been waiting for this moment her whole life.

Rossi had soon announced them husband and wife and everyone had cheered as they kissed one another. It was truly a moment of bliss.

“I love you,” Will whispered while cupping JJ’s cheek, “and I know about the baby too.”

“What baby?” JJ laughed.

“Our baby.”

“We have a baby?”

“Emily found your pregnancy test in the bathroom-“

JJ looked at him confused, “I didn’t take a pregnancy test...”

“Then who did?”

You, Emily and Penelope stared at the two in awe.

“Just look at them, they’re so happy.” Emily gushed.

“And they’re gonna have a baby!” Penelope smiled.

You nodded nervously, the wave of nausea hitting you like a ton of bricks.

“Wait- Penelope knows now too?!”

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godsweep · 3 years ago

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📱our 4 main babies

brace urself bestie xo.

alexandria + sienna,

unsent: sometimes i feel like, maybe it’s me yakno

unsent: maybe i’m the problem. i have to be the problem right? first my brother and sister just yakno, forget about me and now i feel like you guys will be next.

unsent: am i overthinking again?

unsent: i dont know what to do anymore

unsent: i’m scared to be alone again. i cant go through that again.

sent: hey remember that time you said you would bake me a pan of cookies? can you come over and do that? thx. <3

alexandria + leonard,

unsent: i had a guy from work over. his name’s micah and he’s great. he’s nice and thinks i have pretty eyes and a nice smile. we work on the same floor and i think that he’s great. he lets me rant about things that i like. it’s nice.

unsent: but then it started storming. and i was okay at first but then the power went out and everything went to shit. so, i sent him home. which was stupid of me but i did.

unsent: because he wasn’t you. it’s not you hugging me and telling me that it’s just thunder and it’ll pass. and it sucks. i wanted it to be you. i still want it to be you. i loved you, or still love you. maybe i hate you. i don’t know anymore.

unsent: it’s actually pathetic how much i love you. i look for you in every room. i still have the pictures we took on our last date before we broke up as laptop’s wallpaper and i hate it. i hate pretending like this is okay.

unsent: i know you don’t love me anymore and it’s selfish of me to try to keep pretending that you do. i wish you did.

sent: hey! sorry i missed your calls. something came up, hope everything’s okay.

roman + leonard,

unsent: i’m trying to wrap my head around the fact that sienna actually loves me.

unsent: i didn’t think guys like us deserved love. it’s probably because kimberly’s crystals shit. maybe she did a seance. omg do you think my niece did a seance? she did, didn’t she? actually don’t answer that.

unsent: but it feels great. i love her. like i really, really love her. and it’s terrifying. like, having someone hold your entire heart in your hands? scary shit man.

unsent: you know, maybe kimberly can do a seance for u too. that way the four of us can go to couples night and take advantage of the discount at the karaoke bar downtown. jesus leo get your shit together we’re missing out on good deals.

unsent: if me of all people on this fucking shit hole of a planet gets a shot at happiness so do you.

sent: not to be that guy but, a little birdie told me you literally eat like a college student so. swing by tonight so i have an excuse to open up my grill.

roman + sienna,

unsent: do you ever feel like you’re not enough for someone?

unsent: i feel like you deserve so much more than i can offer. you deserve a trip to italy. or hawaii. dubai, cancun. and i can barely afford a trip a few towns over.

unsent: should i have like gone to college? continue with baseball? maybe then i could give you the things you deserve. or maybe then i could have been someone you could be proud of.

unsent: i know i can come to you about anything but.. i don’t know why i feel like this but i do. it’s hard to pretend that i don’t feel like this all the time. it’s a feeling that’s hard to shake.

unsent: i really wish i could just tell you everything. everything that happened before i met you and why it’s hard for me to be open to begin with. i hate lying to you. i hate pretending i’m okay because i’m not.

sent: hey, kimberly misses you. so do i. can you pass by? we’re making pasta.

#* ♡ ⸺ dyn. › alexandria and leonard ( my favorite what if. )#* ♡ ⸺ dyn. › roman and sienna ( you bring out the good in me. )#* ♡ ⸺ dyn. › roman and leonard ( somebody's got to look after you. )#* ♡ ⸺ dyn. › alexandria and sienna ( you're my person. )#( bye the way this has me in tears rn )

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mariaantonnietta · 4 years ago

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Okay, the promised is debt.let"s talk about Gintaka moments!!!

I said a long time ago I was gonna do a compilation of Gintaka/Takagin moments. And I will deliver right now! (op skimmed the jp twitter and is excited/can’t wait to see the movie )

Ok, no, this will be mostly my disorganized headcanons, moments where I can see the ship with my shipper googles on, some paralels? Haha, honestly just to show the ship some love!!!

It’s also my perspective on why I love this ship!!

Of course, I'm going to talk about all the series and go back and fort, so there’s going to be spoilers all around, so if you have not seen the manga end, best skip it.

The rest is under the cut, let’s go!!!!!

So, I started shipping Gintaka/Takagin after the Shougun Assasination arc, best strangled friends story I have ever seen. I like a lot of Gintoki ships, but it became my favourite really fast. Then, looking back, I noticed these haha:

the first meeting in the show (ep 17). I know it was threatening, but watching it again the fireworks exploded over their heads as they met.Isn’t that a romantic troupe? (and also in this scene makes Takasugi face scarier, haha). And also how Gintoki stopped Takasugi blade, so obvious for point one that they knew each other.(the interactions here are so painful in retrospective 'When his father saw his son's head, imagine the rage he felt?😭')

(and then there’s also , in the extra episode where the yoroyuza go to China, they help a poor dude with his first date with a girl, and Gintoki comments how the first date should have fireworks, haha, at the time there were some images on pixiv of child Gintoki and child Takasugi seeing the fireworks together, it was so lovely, good headcanon!)

There's the Senbonsakura arc, and Takasugi appearing at the reunion scene looking at the moon, woah (there's also them crossing paths, but that's more dramatic of the ideologies maybe, still this a shipping post so ' them crossing paths there, the athmosphere of fated (rivals) people!!!')

( ‘They both had sad eyes’)

I like how even as they are different their core is the same, even if not these character are so raw together in their feelings

Let's talk about the movies for a moment: in the movie version of the Benizakura arc, Gintoki dreams with Takasugi, and IDK, but for how haunting it is, it also feels intimate, and that makes it hurt most.

About the second movie when we saw it we didn't know what the hell happened to Takasugi, but looking back he's dead by that time....maybe. (why didn't you give us a clear answer at the end sorachi).Okay but for practical purposes of what the cast knows he's dead (maybe...ahhh let's says it's like that) and well, haha, gintoki of the future dying looking at the sunset haha don't think of him daydreaming things.(When I saw the movie I had the impression that takasugi was dead, for both katsura clothes that are not called as a joke, and future gintoki 'the only one that can kill me is me', if takasugi was alive, he wouldn't let gintoki claim that so hypotrically, that's what I believed.)

There's the mini arc of the underseas dragon palace, (I remembered this one because of takasugi 'monster' form) I'm just gonna said that even if I read too much into ot there are some interesting paralels maaaaaybe, this one is a strech.

Talking about far fetched things, you people remember the Love Chorris arc? The one with the virtual girlfriends game? I think I am not the first person to point this out, but if you analyze Gintoki girl:

Gintoki selects her and (accidentally)kills her son.After that, she is bend of killing him in return in revenge. With his son corpse at her back to haunt him too.

She later confesses to him that she knew he wasn't at fault for her sons death, and that she focused on blaming him to be able to handle the pain, that she's grateful of Gintoki for understanding this.

The spirit of her son aproves their relashionship.

Now tell me this doesn't remain you of someone in particular and his relashionship with gintoki. And this is gintoki mind perspective and hopes, and fears.

(Well it probably isn't that deep, its the chorris arc, but still)

The way you can see Sakamoto’ jokes as a friend teasing because he knows they like each other. The fight when they to a red district gaining another lining.

The rajuko arc, when they exchanged blades to save the other newfound friends/family. The fucking red string of blood that they form together.

In the manga there was the famous saying attributted to takasugi historical counterpart :

'I want to kill all crows in the three thousand world, and sleep in with my heart's master'

This if I remember correctly because crows caw mark the morning, and in a brothel you have to leave.

So the meaning is ' I want to kill all crows in three thousand worlds(so that morning never comes) and sleep/stay in (forever) with my heart' master'

(Of course this could refer to shouyo, but it could be about gintoki, they go directly to meet the other)

It's a famous saying used in songs, I believe.

The part when he doesn’t want to see more rain, its of course because seeing gintoki's crying was imprinted in his mind for so long and influenced how he thinks. He is so important to him!!

And of course the final arc, where they are more open to each other,(the strangled friends are so happy to be together again) both Takasugi who finally let go of that 'burn the world down' and of Gintoki that walks besides him. The way Gintoki looks at Takasugi with a soft expression on his eyes. Matako ' I have never seen before Shinsuke sama with those eyes, I couldn't stop them'

The Glorious Days ending, that's when one (me) realises, 'oh ... this two care about each other and want to save the other' and while it isnt surprising for Gin, it was for Takasugi at the time.Rewatch the openings and endings in general, and see Takasugi place in them. IDK, he is usually the last alone waiting under the moon. And it gets me...cant really explain that.

The radio call, how we couldn’t see gintoki's initial reaction as Takasugi talked to him, gintoki even pretending not knowing (painfully bad) he didn’t know the other voice.

And of course the myriad moments in the final arc, Gintoki promply saying he is the one he wants to protect, the death sequence 'maybe we were just born under that kind of (tragic) star'

Gintoki teading takasugi that his parents would cry if they see the delincuent he is bringing home 🤣🤣.

Fuck, in the spin off Takasugi as a student novel, when he and Gintoki meet they can't keep the skit up, they talk directly to each other.

Also about the special episode, there's another...uh this is more of a paralel, and purely a headcanon, but here it goes: the yorozuya meet with kamui while trying to help a woman about her mother setting her up in blind dates, and in one moment she starts mothering both kamui and kagura and they get, well their eyes are animated different in that moment, and then they start listening to her. They were probably remainded of their own mother. And then I realised that I have seen Kamui make those eyes before (I will look for a pic, it's a very distintive shift), when talking to Takasugi. Is in one op too.

Of course the childhood friends dynamic. Regardless of nature, nobdy can deny the deep connection these two have.

(Here's the image from the op, is less obvios in the ep I think...or I'm overthinking, that's more possible)

Here’s Kamui and Kagura’s eyes when tehy get scold by the mother:

(I’m not crazy, they are similar XD Maybe XD)

I remember thinking to myself at the time 'woah, Kamui shows a admiring expression with takasugi somentimes' and now I fully believe is a childlike more like expression because takasugi reminds him of his mother(subconsiously). I can see the resemblance, especially towards the end of the series. As Gintoki and Umibozuo paralel too(both of them act like Kagura's dads) I just....haha parallel things.

There's a hundred things more, I'm sure I'm forgetting some (may add in a reblog after). All their fucking dialogue with each other is so intense. I I just love this ship sooo much

Totally up to talk about this ship if someone wants to!!

#gintama #gintaka #takagin #gintama spoilers #the movie is close so just to be sure anime watchers arent spoiled #gintoki sakata #takasugi shinsuke #somentines I play a little game called 'which gintama end lyrics fit takagin better XD'#grammar mistakes probably #will edit later...probably #add more pictures since it's difficult on phone #also this post is really a continent away fron serious analysis XD #tumblr stop fucking with my paragraphs order challenge #Edit: there were some sentences out of order still #I added one or two more pictures #thanks for liking my rambles

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zhuhongs · 3 years ago

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oh god i honestly could cry rn im just so tired of everything. like it rlly Is August and im sick of being brave (rant incoming)

okay so like first thing rlly is this fucking job. like god i... its about equal the amt of money i make there plus one day at m/rshalls versus if i worked at marshalls my normal amt. so like... ok. and then theres just the sheer amout of atuff i need to do to prep for that job that i just dont get compensated for and like i still do the same amt as the other teachers but get paid less and have less hours. like What... why. and then theres just. the stress of the job bc i need to learn how to teach all year long and keep up the energy and i just. i cant do it. i dint think I'll be happy doing it. like rlly i may give it a month and its Not The Job For Me.. like. I'm rlly convinced. i remember snth myanager way e said to me before i trained someone and he said "you need to make sure they get it from the start bc if theyre lost at the beginning, theyre gonna be lost the entire time up until they leave." and thats how i feel abt this job. theyve lost me since the first day of training. rlly. i feel lost. and im gonna communicate that. and then i have this whole deal with my car that makes me want to cry on the spot. like its 1.3k to fix my car. and i font really understand why at all. like ik ive neglected it and that theres issues with it. but idk how it amts to that much. according to the technician, my engine mounts are all broken so my engine is shaking when u start it which us a huge issue and could cause the engine to explode p much if i dont do anything. and im just. okay well i gotta fix it. but jesus christ do i want to cry. its an used car i got a horrible deal on and i. i dont know if its worth ut. its nit fully paid off even so i cant sell it or trade it in i think and i just. i dont know what to do. i have the money for it. thank god. but still thatd be around half of my bank account. and i just paid my tuition and we just moved so money is tight on my mom and my rent goes up and i start in person classes so ill be spending a ton in gas and im just freaked out. and taking this job is honestly like a slight cut in my salary bc its pays biweekly and its like fjfjdjdjshfhdjsjsjs. im just trying to make good decisions for the long term so i dont burn out and nothing looks like its a good investment and i just wanna cry and my mom doesnt want to help me or even talk abt it bc shes also miserable and overworked. and also gets mad at me for overthinking but i cant help it. i dont want to live like i used to live when i could barely make ends meet. it was miserable and i dont want to ve miserable. i thought wverything was starting to look up but no its not!!! its rlly not!! idk how im gonna end up saving to build back up my savings (bc i have a feeling that the way im living rn will be unsustainable and ill be broke soon bc of rent and car payments and school) or how im gonna find a satisfying job after i graduate and im gonna cry. im gonna fucking cry. i. literally crying. i dont know what i want to do. i dont rlly want to teach or do art. and i sure as hell dont want to stay in retail and i know i dont need to have it figured put rn. im 21 with a job, a car, and a BA in progress. im doing really well but all i have is me bc my family cant support me. they have to support themselves so i have to be doing well!! i cant live otherwise. i just want the right answers and i dont know. like do i stick it out here and gain experience? but for what?!! i dont want to stay in this field. i just. i dont kniw. i dont know. i just want to be happy and i probably never shouldve taken the job bc i know ill hate leaving once i start bc ill feel bad for the kids. but its not my fault but i. but i. god. I dont want to be brave. i want to have everything figured out.

#i should sleep. tommorow ill head to the auto ahop first thing and get a detailed list of what the charges are and why.. so at least i have #that piece of mind squared away and i read on their website they offer financing for purchases over 600 which this def is so hopefully i can #do that and take that burden off of me #and then i have a vague lesson plan for thursday and friday... i think. and that will work out. but rlly i need to tell my supervisor #tomorrow that i rlly dont have faith in this job bc of how disprganized it is and like. ik its not their fault. everyone is feeling on edge.#its a hard school year ahead for literally all of us bc of covid. but still. i just. i dont know if im the right person for this job.#i need to let her know that... bc god. god #i think. i think ik what the right answer is. i think i do.#god ... im just sick of this though. i am.#🐌.txt

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saviorgenius · 4 years ago

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Not Exactly

Summary: Reader thinks something is going on between JJ and Reid and tries to ignore it but cant

It almost feels like every time you walk in a room they stop talking and look at you. You aren’t normally the jealous type, which is why when this happens you try and just shrug it off. You walk in and start talking to them about what ever reason it was that you went in there in the first place and it’s all okay.

The first time you noticed this happened was when you walked into the BAU to give Spence his phone that he left at your apartment. It’s more like you share the apartment, but he still has his own apartment with all of his books that he likes to go to when he’s thinking hard about a case. You were okay with that, you knew what you signed up for when you began to date him. Anyways, you walk in and JJ is on Spencer’s desk talking to him with a smile on her face. They are friends, you know that, you also know that Spencer used to have a crush on her but he was also open about that in the beginning as well. The minute you say a word and they notice you both of their faces go blank and Spencer spins around in his chair in shock which he quickly fixes to be happiness. You make a weird face at him but except the hug he comes at you with, melting into it and forgetting all about the situation.

The second time it happened you were at one of those gathering with the entire team at Rossi’s house. You walked in together and everyone comments on how adorable you are and how they just love seeing you at events with Spencer. You and Emily are talking when Spence sees someone and walks away, you glance just noticing him leaving your side and not who he was going to but you were so into the conversation with Emily it didn’t really matter. You trust him. Maybe ten minutes later Emily had walked away to talk to someone else and you went over to grab a drink scanning the group of friends to find your date. He’s standing with JJ so you walk over and again you were noticed and the conversation pauses. It was starting to get a little irritating at this point but what could you do? So you do what you do best and move passed it. Spencer greets you, “hey Y/N.” He smiles at you but his eyes dart to JJ who is looking down at her glass, you reply back with a soft greeting. “hey, what are you two talking about?” You smile with your innocent question but all you get back is two people telling you two different things they obviously weren’t talking about. It’s awkward for a moment until someone calls JJ away and now your standing there with a nervous Spencer who is waiting for you to pounce on the fact that neither of them had the right answer earlier. But you don’t say anything you just ask him how he’s enjoying the party and the situation disappears again but this time it lingers in the back of your head as well.

The third time that it happened you two were at home for the entire day. He had the day off and so did you, this didn’t happen often so when it did you usually both spend the whole day together watching movies and talking. This time it started off like a normal day but his phone kept buzzing and unlike normal days when he’s off, this time he kept answering it. The first few times it happened you figured he was just getting messages from his team, then it kept happening all day and while he loves his team he normally won’t answer them unless it’s an emergency on his day off. You guys were making dinner together, he was stirring sauce while you were slicing the last ingredients for it when his phone buzzes and his eyes dart away from you to the phone. Your eyebrow raises as he lifts his phone up and reads the text before sitting it down and going back to cooking. “Do you need to go?” You didn’t mean to comment on it but it just slipped out, you would hate to be keeping him from somewhere he’d rather be. He looked over at you with a furrowed brow, “What?” You don’t even hesitate, “Do you need to go? Your phone is going off like you’re a carnival game. If you have a case you can tell me, or if you had other plans you didn’t need to come over today.” He stops stirring and looks at you while you don’t even bother looking up from what you are doing while you talk. “No, I don’t have other plans. I’m happy here- I want to be here with you. It’s just updates on a case we closed.” You liked hearing him say he was happy here, maybe that’s why he said it though.. You don’t like that you’re questioning him but if the shoe fits.. “oh okay,” you say with a smile that doesn’t quite match the normal one you wear. “Just wanted to make sure.” He walks over to you and kisses you on the back of your head lingering for a moment, “I’m sure.” You lean into the feeling and then you both are back to cooking. After a while you guys were eating your food, laughing and talking the night away.You eventually make your way over to the couch to watch a movie together, laying your phones on the side table as always and getting all cuddled up. In the middle of the movie Spencer has to go to the bathroom but tells you not to pause the movie as always. As soon as he makes it to the bathroom you pause it and wait.

Bzz. Bzz. Bzz.

You glance over at the nonstop vibrations and pick it up once you see who it is. JJ. Something inside you hardens, he doesn’t have his message previews on like he used to and that felt secretive. You set the phone back down and sit up on the couch, pressing play on the movie to distract you from any of the overthinking you are about to do/ are already doing. He comes back out and sits down, you aren’t cuddling anymore but he still grabs your hand to hold it. Something was up, but you didn’t want to mention it. It scared you too much on what he might admit to.

The last and the most recent time that it occured was at you aparment once again. This time JJ was there though, along with the rest of the team, you didn’t have the biggest apartment but there was enough room for everyone to be comfortable. It was Spencer’s birthday so you wanted to host it and host it you did. You cooked all the food, made all the decorations, made the cake and all the drinks. In fact you were in the kitchen finishing off dinner right before the last thing that sent you over the edge occured. You walked out with the food, the whole team was sitting and Spencer was sitting next to JJ with a seat open on the other side for you. You take it, still noticing the little looks between spencer and JJ, everything inside of you is fighting to ignore it but it’s so hard. Your eyes glisten with tears but you hold it in, you’re good at that. Through out the day you’ve held it in, from Spencer hugging JJ on entrance and them whispering about something to all the private conversations throughout the night that stopped when you came in the room or were noticed. When you sat to eat its almost like you couldn’t distract yourself from the obvious truth. Spencer was going to leave you..

There was a moment when everyone began to notice you weren’t talking, of course they would notice. It got quiet except for two people, JJ and Spencer, they were having a side conversation not seeing the way you were looking. You look up and see almost all of the eyes on you, Emily looks concerned and her eyes keep darting to Spencer to try and get him to notice, Hotch’s expression looked protective and confused as to why, Rossi looked as if he wanted to kick someone’s ass and the rest of the team looked just the same. You take a breath and excuse yourself for a moment, practically running to the bedroom to get away. That’s when you noticed the absolute silence, JJ and Spencer noticed now too.

Some time passes and you hear the front door opening and closing, your body is aching from embarassment and guilt from somehow ruining the night that wasn’t even about you. You wanted to become invisible, you wanted nothing more than to lock the door and never let anyone back in the apartment again. Then there was a knock on the door, you squeeze your hands into fists and take a deep breath before wiping your tears and fixing yourself to open the door.

Standing outside your door was none other than JJ and Spencer reid themselves. They look almost sheepish as you walk passed them back into the living room where you find out that everyone but these two had left.

“What is the party over?” you say as an attempt at humor before starting to clean up. “Y/N..” Spencer says in a tone that makes you want to listen, he grabs your hands and pulls you to sit down so you could talk. JJ sat down too, they were concerned for what happened whilst the rest of the team had known and left for them to figure it out, hinting for JJ to stay too.

“What, Spencer? What do you want me to say?” Your voice cracks but you were able to recover from it. “I’m sorry I guess I just got overwhelmed.”

Spencer furrows his brow, “Y/N, I’m not upset with you for getting upset. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I’m fine.”

“I disagree,” JJ says matter of factly.

Your eyes dart up to look at her and your sadness goes away being replaced with annoyance, “Of course you do.”

“Excuse me?” She laughs and looks to spencer who looks just as confused.

“Of course you do.. You know I’m tired of pretending things dont hurt me anymore. I don’t like when I walk into a room and conversations stop, its suspicious. I don’t like when my boyfriend, who never has his previews on his phone off suddenly does. I don’t like not trusting you.” The last one was directed at Spencer and he looked hurt but also had a look of realization across his face.

“This is all a misunderstanding,” He says trying to get you to understand. “It’s not what you think.”

“Oh so now you assume to know what I’m thinking? Actually why don’t you go ahead and try to explain how all of this doesn’t add up to you and her sneaking around behind my back!” Tears swell in your eyes and they can both tell you are more hurt than angry at this point. They can tell that it’s something you’ve been pushing down and ignoring for a while.

“Y/N, I would never do that to you,” JJ says first. “Spence is only a friend-”

Spencer cuts her off, “This is all my fault. I’m so sorry, Y/n, I’ve noticed your hesitation for a couple months now but I’ve been saying it’ll all be okay in the end because of what I was doing.”

“Spence-”

“No,JJ, she needs to know. No more lies, I knew it was risky.” You were watching them talk back and forth but nothing was making sense to you, your brow furrows and a tear falls down your cheek almost perfectly. “I have been planning a surprise for you and I have been having JJ help me so that I don’t screw it up.” He digs in his poket and puts out a ring, setting it gently in your hand which only makes you cry harder. This whole time you were thinking he was leaving you but in reality he was planning a way to have you in his life forever. “I wasn’t leaving you,Y/N, I was trying to make a perfect day for us so that I can have you in my life forever.”

“I’m so sorry,” You choke out and he reaches up to tuck your hair behind your ear. “I ruined it.”

He smiles at you and shakes his head, “No you didn’t.”

JJ smiles and chuckles, “so does that mean you are saying yes?”

You look up at her and apologise without words, “I don’t remember hearing a question yet.”

He smiles and asks you the question you will never stop hearing until the day you die, “will you marry me?”

You nod and laugh, “Yes.”

Meanwhile on the other side of your apartment door Emily, Garcia, Rossi, Hotch and Derek were all listening with a smile.

#spencer reid x reader #criminal minds x reader

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tokyoghoose · 5 years ago

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something that never was

pairing: daisuke kambe x reader

playlist: even if it's a lie - matt maltese*, a soulmate who wasn't meant to be - jessica benko, the less i know the better - tame impala, id rather go blind - beyonce ( cadillac records ), the house we never built - gabrielle aplin*, i cant make you love me - dave thomas junior, i go crazy - orla gartland, blow my brains out - tikkle me, hidden in the sand - tally hall

warnings: angst, mentions of cheating,

summary: the coldness he radiates gets the best of you, ultimately leading to the end.

announcements!

i dont really see daisuke cheating unless it was a misunderstanding or smth, but i liked the idea of this fic. Let me know what you think!

you can tell i didnt write this in a sitting lol. Im vv sorry if it's hard to follow!

feedback is welcome and appreciated! requests are open!

There's a warm body beside you, yet the bed feels cold. The arm around your waist feels almost as foreign as the face in front of you. It hurts to look at him, to feel him. It hurts to even be around him. He's so beautiful but he feels like half the man he once was. It's disheartening.

Maybe the saying, what you don't know can't hurt you is correct because you were feeling the repercussions right about now. Curiosity really did kill the cat, and at this point, you don't even know how to get satisfaction from it. How does one bring up cheating to their partner? Especially when the partner is like Daisuke.

He likes to brush things off without paying a price except for whatever was in his bank account, the type to hand you a card and say 'go get yourself something pretty.' And it wasn't like he was a bad lover, in fact, it was very easy to fall in love with him. He has a charm about him that's magnetic, one glance and suddenly it's impossible to look away. Or at least that was your experience.

With the final confirmation that closing your eyes will do nothing other than bringing pictures into your head, you turn your back to him and try and distance your body from his. It doesn't do anything to help when he pulls you closer subconsciously, except for maybe it makes you want to cry.

You'd confront him tomorrow, you decided.

If you need to.

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The pace you set is leisure and if kt wasn't for the poor nail bed quickly coming to nothing, it'd seem like you weren't completely losing your head. It's all you can think about. Daisuke out with some girl—who you know for a fact isn't his sister, and who is all over him. He didn't even make a move to push her off! He hates that kind of attention so if he didn't object it, then he was asking for it. He wanted the girl on his side. In fact, for someone who insists the other person sits across from him at a restaurant- he looked quite comfortable with her nearly in his lap.

Maybe you're overthinking this, y/n.

The door clicks open and your ears strain to hear the sound of Daisuke's dress shoes. He's rather indulgent when it comes to dressing wear and the shoes were practically silent, even with the short heel on the back.

"I'm home." He says to no one particular, taking off his trenchcoat and hanging it on the rack beside the door. He stops his path to the bedroom when he sees you frozen in place and staring in the living room. He merely quirks a brow, going to take off his suit and tie.

Suddenly you can't speak and you have tunnel vision. It's unfair how calm he always looks—it's almost smug like he knows everything about you and more. Like he can read your mind and tell you your darkest thoughts and when you'll die because let's be honest, it'll probably be by his hand. Maybe you should back out now before you can say anything. Forget it all because what if you're mistaken? The more you think, the more weight is added onto your shoulders and the more it pushes you down, down further into the hole you want to crawl into. Maybe you should let it because all you want to do now is escape his piercing gaze. His eyes are studying you, taking in your form and the cogs in his brain are turning to find an explanation as to why you are standing there like a psychopath and not welcoming him home like you usually do.

You feel like you're drowning. Is the light getting dimmer? The black around your vision only seems to close in around Daisuke and you try to look anywhere else but his face. There's water in your ears, the popping of them only intensifies until you can feel it pounding into your head with faint static.

Am I going to pass out?

It's not until his hand comes down gently on your shoulder that the closing circle of vision widens out and suddenly all the imaginary water rushes from your ears. You glance down at his rings before back up him, barely catching the end of his words.

"Are you alright?"

He's never been one to beg, so you would have to answer now or he'll leave it be for the rest of the night and probably months after until you're like this again.

"I-can we talk?"

He eyes you suspiciously, narrowing his eyes and keeping his brow raised before nodding, slipping his tie off around his neck, folding it neatly into the palm of his hand. He gestures for you to start the conversation, going to the minibar curving around the kitchen and living area.

When you don't reply he urges you on, "Why so tense? Did something happen, darling?"

It'd seem like he didn't really care from how cold his voice was, but you've grown accustomed to the monotone to know that he truly is concerned for your health. He genuinely wants to know why you're acting so odd. It only makes this so much harder? You're wrong- you have to be. This must be a sick trick your brain has played on you. Or he must be playing some sick trick.

Anxiety settles itself into your gut and it seems like it won't leave anytime soon.

"Daisuke, are...- are you cheating on me?"

His eyebrows finally go lax but he doesn't look up from unbuttoning the cuffs of his white button-down. His fingers fidget at the buttons and instead of the previous loose form, his hand forms a fist.

"I- "

"Why—exactly, are you accusing me of this?"

His gaze sends chills down your spine. He's offended but he doesn't offer a defense. Suddenly your mouth is dry and you lose all your words? How exactly were you going to tell him you stumbled across him and some woman in a restaurant and practically stared them down for fifteen minutes.

You decide the bear it and swallow a lump that has formed in your throat.

"You were with a woman earlier this week snd well, the displays of affection that I saw were not very like you. You've been gone for long hours and even if you blamed it on the new job, Daisuke—you never tell me anything. Is she for a case? Are you using her for information? Go on, tell me about it. Give me a reason not to accuse you."

You regain your confidence but it falters when you meet his indifferent expression. You'd prefer it if he looked angry and the silence that fills the room is deafening and the tension suffocating.

"I can't tell you anything about our cases-"

"I'm your partner! What am I going to do? Rat you out to whoever is breaking the law? Why would I even how those connections, Daisuke?"

Daisuke inhales deeply through his nose like this whole conversation is a burden on him and you can't help but feel like a burden too. Was this relationship not worth the time to talk this out? One hand grips the bar and the other pinches the bridge of his nose.

"You aren't my partner, you're my fiance. My partner and I work together. So, no. I can't tell you about the cases."

You want to rip out your hair. This isn't about his stupid job or his stupid partner. This is about the dumb fucking restaurant and the dumb fucking woman who was hanging off him.

He can't actually be this dense!

"It's not about that! Either you aren't getting the point or you keep changing the subject because it's true!" Your voice rises in pitch, your confidence failing and turning more so into desperation. But you aren't crying yet. There are no tears and your eyes are dry and you absolutely refuse to cry in front of a Kambe.

It's like the beginning of your relationship all over again. A protective barrier around yourself so you don't get hurt and offended by his cold shoulder. Was it so bad to think you've moved on from that feeling? Why is it so difficult for him to just comfort you and push back those fears? Is he that emotionally stunted? You may not know much about his past and his family, but damn— at least you're trying to work through it with him. Can he put out a little more effort?

All he does is pour himself a glass. All he does... is pour himself a glass.

"You know what- forget it. If you're so entitled and so emotionally reserved that you can't even talk to me without a drink first, then I guess we'll talk about it another time—when you don't look like my voice gives you a headache."

Daisuke actually looks taken back by your words and you suddenly feel bad for hitting a sore spot. He may not have shown it often, but he doesn't particularly like not being able to show his true emotions; no matter the reason being.

"Y/N, wait.."

But you're back on adrenaline just as soon as he felt a drop, pushing past him to get to your coat. You just needed to calm down before you said something you'd truly regret. Words tended to stay in his mind much longer than they were intended to.

"I'm staying at my mother's. Don't call me, don't text me, don't come near me until you're ready to tell me what the hell you were doing with her. "

When he doesn't say anything more and you can practically hear the cogs in his head turn, you make your way out there door, making sure to slam it shut.

You slip on the coat angrily, slamming open the door without sparing him a glance but waiting for him to say something. Anything. Were you being too rash? You shake your head and scold yourself, mentally. You can't just turn around now, not after an outburst like that. He has to learn something from this.

Irrational or not, hopefully, his true colors would show.

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thequeenb · 4 years ago

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I Will Always Be Here

I see people trashing Poppy so i am here to do her justice

Poppy x MC

After three hours of talking with the police they finally get my statement and i can be dismissed. My body is shaking and i cant think of anything else rather than a bottle of wine and my bed

"If you have more things to testify please don't hesitate to call us" the officer gives me her card and a faint smile before leaving me alone

Who do i even call? Zoe said she will be busy studying so that means her phone is on mute and i feel hopeless already. Sighing i walk towards my dorm looking around everywhere to make sure i am alone.

Benji is getting expelled and sued for harassment and assault but i can still feel his hands on my shoulders, the creepy smile on his face and of course i will never forget how i whooped his ass. Everything happened so fast and even though i knew he was in love with me i never thought this would escalate so quickly

I finally arrive at my dorm and my phone buzz, of course its The T. Right now drama is the last thing that i want so i turn off my phone going straight for the wine bottle. I pour myself a glass but is it even enough? Who am i kidding, i take the whole bottle and i sink into the couch

The exhaustion hits me at once and i can feel all my muscles relax. Who thought beating his crusty ass would be so tiring. I close my eyes but everything takes me back to the horror i felt when i saw that damn shrine

The way he smiled and talked about us like we were even together, the way he thought it was okay for him to do this claiming its true love. I have envy to vomit just thinking about it and that damn smell, i will never forget this night

Tears prick in the corner of my eyes thanking god the police arrived soon. What if i didn't find courage to defend myself? His oily hairy ass would do such bad things to me wouldn't it? A shiver runs down my spine just thinking of the possibilities but a knock on the door brings me back to reality

Thinking its Zoe i open the door ready to crash on her hug but instead i see Poppy??

"I called you 20 times why didn't you answer you jerk!!" She says shoving me lightly

"Wowowowow what the hell are you doing?" My mind cant process anything but i can see the concern in her eyes

"I read the T and i.." the sentence dies on her lips because she just cant accept the fact that she worries for my well being

I roll my eyes feeling weak and helpless "look Poppy if you came here to kick me while i am down thats so low of you"

"Thats not--"

"No Poppy i had a very rough night and honestly? Fuck the first place. If dealing with stalkers ready to sexually assault me is what i have to do to bring you down then i give up"

I hold on the door for support, my body is ready to collapse anytime now. I look at her and her expression changes to one i have never seen before. Her eyes sparkle under the low lights, are these tears?

"I wanted to make sure you are okay" she says looking away, since when the Queen of this university is shy?

I let her come in and i sit on the couch feeling all the weight leaving my body

"I knew Benji was an asshole but i never thought that he..i dont.." she trails off, her eyes scanning my body

"I knew he liked me but not..god no" i remember that rotten shrine and i shiver, my eyes are starting to water and i look away, why would i let her see my vulnerable side

I watch her standing up, sitting next to me. Her facial expressions give up the fact that she cares but how? Wasn't she the one who wanted to ruin my life? I can't overthink about her sudden affection because i feel her soft hands all over me

"He didn't hurt you did he? Because if he did i will make sure he rots in jail" the anger in her eyes cant be ignored anymore

"Why are you doing this? I thought you hate me" she pulls her hands away, her face falls.. i think she got offended. Its not like i am wrong, since i walked on the campus she made it her personal mission to make my life a living hell

"It's my fault, things went too far" again she looks away, is this my imagination or does this sounds like a love confession? I swallow hard not knowing exactly what to say

"I lost control i admit and mind you i hardly say this but..my family is..i.." she sighs and i take her hand giving it a pat

"You don't have to tell my anything you don't want to, and to be honest Benji was weird regardless but..for what is worth i am sorry too"

Before she can reply i stand up to find my bag. Everything i can use against her to ruin her life are held on my hands and looking at it now its fucked up

"Here take these" i hand to her every proof i own that can make her life a living hell and at first she looks confused

"At first i had them as a form of protection, but now..just take them i don't think this enemies thing is worth ruining your life" i shrug and oh wow

Her eyes soften under my gaze and i can see tears forming in her eyes

"No one has ever done this for me. Trust me if any other student had these i would be already destroyed" she examine what i gave her and it seems like i reminded her of her dark past so i casually lean in

I wrap my arms around her and i pull her closer until i can feel every inch of her. She freeze at first but then i feel her hands rubbing my back

"I am so sorry you got through that" she whispers against my ear and i can feel her hot breath sending shivers down my spine

In response i grip at her shirt, the tears i tried to ignore come out at once and at first i feel embarrassed that until she whisper words of encouragement. Who knew Poppy would comfort me first? Her soft side is precious and i wish the world knew what a diamond she actually is

Once i calm i pull away slightly laughing, did i just cry on her expensive shirt?

"What's so funny?" She says rolling her eyes ready to snap at me but she actually smiles shyly

"I am sorry, i probably ruined your shirt"

"Shirts can be replaced Bea, but you cant" she gaze at my lips and oh my god did she really just say something so romantic to me?

I think she notices because she gasps but before she can defend herself i lean in and our lips crash. As our tongues touch i can feel all her ice cold walls melting against my mouth. At first i thought she would pull away but she pulls me closer savouring everything that i give her

She sighs happily against my lips and I can't hide my smile anymore "Did we really just did that?"

"If i knew you were a good kisser i would keep my enemies way closer" she winks at me and we both laugh. I relax completely because her company surprisingly makes me feel safe.

She takes my hand examining it, she runs her delicate fingers against my skin and wow its so soothing

"I want you to erase his touch" she says as she kisses my wrist, my shoulder and then my neck

I am flushed imaging where all this kindness comes from but for tonight i let my worries melt as her perfume fill my senses. Her kisses are soft and gentle, all her unspoken words slipping from her lips directly into my mouth.

"Will you hold me?" i whisper and she obeys opening her arms to me

"Who knew Poppy Min-Sinclair was a big spoon?"

"Oh shut up" she says as she holds me against her. I can feel her heartbeat and her even breathing makes me sleepy. Before i know it i pass out in her arms, where i find my safety and comfort

"I wont allow anyone to hurt you again" she says thinking i didn't listen but i did, smiling to myself like i fool the events of today are the least of my worries as i get lost in the warmth Poppy provides.

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skycollides · 4 years ago

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Hi bubba!❤️ I really hope you’re well and happy! I’m falling in love with your fics😍😍 your writing is honestly remarkable!! I wanted to request for ez if that’s okay? With “You love her don’t you?” “is it that obvious?” It can be an angsty or fluffy ending whatever you think fits best!! Thank you so much🥰❤️❤️

Hey sweetheart! Thank you for all the love and support from day one! I love and appreciate you❤️❤️

I really hope you enjoy this one 🥰😘

No risk no fun

Ez x Reader

Authors note: I apologize in advance for grammar mistakes

English isn’t my native language.

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Warning: swearing, a little heartache, happy end

Words: 1.981

Ez’s Pov:

Another night at the clubhouse. Another party takes place and Ez can’t take his eyes off you. From the moment you walked in he was practically hypnotized by your beauty which was pretty obvious to Angel.

’’Hey little brother!’’ no reaction from Ez.

’’Ey earth to Ezekiel’’ he says smacking his head. Ez’s hand finds its way to the spot Angel hit him rubbing it.

’’Ouch. What was that for Angel?’’

’’Since you weren’t reacting I had to do something to get your attention. It’s hard to catch nowadays when my sweet Y/n is in the same room. Oh and by the way it’s really starting to become obvious. Bishop noticed too. You love her don’t you baby brother?’’

’’Is it that obvious?’’

’’Well only me and Bishop noticed so it isn’t that bad but dude if you love her you gotta tell her. You know I have this thing going on with her best friend and she told me that there is this guy, co-worker of hers who’s trying to get her attention he already asked her for a date so you better step up your game before its too late.’’ Angel tells him.

’’Why the hell would I tell her and make things awkward when she’s already seeing this guy? I lost my chance it’s better that way. She deserves better than an outlaw biker who murdered a cop. If you excuse me now I need to get new beer.’’ with that being said Ez leaves Angel there standing by himself.

Angels Pov:

‘‘Hey Y/bf/n baby. Come here.’’ he says standing at the door of the clubhouse. She leaves you and Letty and heads outside with Angel.

’’What is it?’’

’’Listen I need you to be honest with me. Do you promise me to tell the truth I need to ask you something important?’’

’’Sure. Just tell me what’s up?’’

’’Does Y/n have feelings for my brother?’’

’’Angel I can’t’’

’’What do you mean you can’t? You fucking promised me. Please I beg you.’’

’’Fine. Yes , yes she does. Why?’’

’’Yes I knew it! That’s fucking awesome. Listen baby I need your help. Ez loves her. I’m surprised you didn’t notice him staring at her all the time. We need to make this happen. My baby brother deserves to be happy after everything he went through with Emily. You simply need to convince Y/n not to go to the date with that guy and leave the rest to me okay?’’

’’Okay Angel. I hope this is working out or otherwise she’ll have my head for spilling her business.’’

’’As if I would let that happen’’ he says and kisses her head happy with the new information he now has.

A week later

Your Pov:

’’C’mon Y/n your co-worker is boring as fuck! He won’t make you happy.’’

’’And Ez will?’’

’’You’ll never now if you don’t tell him. Cancel the goddam date and come to the clubhouse with me. No risk no fun. Do you want to send the rest of your life overthinking what could have been between the two of you? Seriously he’s such a sweet guy you’d be perfect for each other!

’’Okay you win.’’ you give in defeated knowing that you will not won this fight and she is right. You can’t win without taking a risk.

You reach your destination about an hour later. Y/bf/n has texted Angel letting him know you will be there soon so when you get there he is already waiting for you outside.

’’Hey baby’’ he greets your bf before giving you a hug.

’’Hey Angel’’ you say.

’’Is everyone here already?’’ your bf asks him and he nods.

’’Yeah the party is started a couple of hours ago. Some guys from other charters are here so are Vickys girls. Well not everyone Ez went to his trailer shortly before you arrived. So let's go inside girls.’’ he finishes his monolog

’’Actually’’ you start

’’I gotta talk to Ez first you can go in.’’ you say and your cheeks heat up being happy it’s dark so they won’t notice.

’’Go on. We’ll be inside’’ your bf says and they walk to the porch waiting there for what’s to come. Which you don’t notice since you’ve turned your back towards them. You open the door without knocking and go in there.

’’Listen Ez I gotta-’’ you stop speaking at the sight in front of you Ez only in his boxers laying in his bad with one of Vickys girls barely covered.

’’Y/n I-’’ he starts but you interrupt him right away.

’’I’m so sorry I- I should have knocked. I’m sorry’’ you say with a shaky voice literally running out of the trailer slamming the door behind you, tears leaving your eyes.

The door opens again and Ez come out now at least waking jeans.

’’Y/n wait! He says but you’re already in your car driving off.

Ez pov:

He turns around and sees Angel and his girls standing there looking at him.

’’Are we going to finish what we started or what?’’ he hears a voice behind him.

’’Leave!’’ he tells her and she does as she’s told.

’’Are you fucking serious?’’ he hears Angel yell while he walking towards him.

’’What?’’

’’What? That’s all that comes to your mind genius? Crazy that a guy who’s as dumb as you got into a university like Stanford. You’re a fucking idiot that’s what you are. I told my girl to talk Y/n out of that fucking date with that guy so you have a shot. She convinced her to tell you about her feelings and you’ve got nothing better to do than getting your dick wet? I seriously thought you love Y/n but I guess I was wrong. My fault that beautiful and smart girl git her heart broken.’’

’’I do love her man! I had no idea’’ he says realizing he probably made the biggest mistake of his life.

’’Then do something about it brother! FIGHT FOR HER as I fucking told you before!’’

’’Ez that’s the key to her apartment. Please don’t fuck this up I want to see my best friend happy’’

’’Thanks guys’’ with that we walks to his bike and drives off.

Your Pov:

As soon as you get home you drop your heals in the hallway going straight into your bedroom jumping into bed and crying into your pillow. You can’t remember the last time you were hurt like this. You really thought you had a shot with him but it looks like your were wrong. And so was your best friend. With your thoughts running wild and all the crying you don’t notice someone coming into to the room. You only notice when the mattress moves.

’’I told you y/bf/n I fucking told you look where it got me!’’ you say with your voice cracking. You turn around and can’t believe your eyes. It’s not here sitting on your bed. It’s Ez with the most apologetic look on his face.

’’Get the fuck out of here. NOW!’’

’’I wont leave until you listened to me Y/n. Look I’m sorry you had to see this. God I don’t even know where to start. I better start with the fact that I’m completely in love with you. Head over heals. I know it doesn’t really look like it right now but listen. Last week Angel caught me staring at you again. And he asked if I was in love with you. He told me about your date with your co-worker and I knew I will never save a chance with you. I mean who am I? A outlaw biker who got out of jail couple months ago

because he murdered a cop. I mean come on Y/n. That guy has a stable job and is not in conflict with the law. I though you were better off with someone like him. I knew I lost so I tried to get over you with one of Vicky girls. I swear nothing happened. I know it looks bad but I couldn’t. You were on my mind the whole time sweetheart. I stopped her right before you walked in. I swear. I know that probably wasn’t the brightest idea to be honest.

What I’m trying to say Y/n. I love you. I love you so fucking much baby. You had me hypnotized the moment I laid my eyes on you for the first time. I was blown away by your smile and your beauty. And girl don’t get me started on those beautiful eyes. But that’ not the reason I fell in love with you. That’s a lie it is a part but the main reason is your character. You are the sweetest girl with the biggest heart I’ve ever met. You light up my world babygirl. Please let me make it up to you. Give me a chance to prove that to you.’’ he ends his little speech staring down at the mattress nit daring to look you in the eyes.

’’Ez?’’ you say softly. No reaction.

’’Ez, sweetie look at me’’ and he looks up to you.

’’First of all you are literally the biggest idiot I’ve met. Seeing you with her fucking hurt me. I don’t think I’ve ever felt hurt like this before. I’m glad you didn’t sleep with her by the way. Listen Ez I love you. I don’t care that you went to jail. I love you for who YOU are. You are so much more than an outlaw biker Ezekiel. You are such a wonderful human being. I chose to become your friend for a reason. I love being around you. I love that I can have deep conversations with you. I love that you listen to me not matter what time it is. I love your kind heart, your humor and your smile. I swear you got me with that smile. I’m glad you’re here right now. Thanks for stopping by and telling m the truth. I love you too Ezekiel Reyes.’’ you say with a smile and before you can say anything else he grabs you by your neck pulling your face to bis before pressing his lips onto yours. Your hand fins its way to his cheek caressing it with your thumb while EzS tongs asks for entrance keeping the kiss as soon as you allow him. You’re the first one to release his lips to get some air. He leans his forehead against yours smiling at you.

’’Wow’’ you say.

’’Wow indeed. I cant believe I missed out on those soft lips for so long. Be my girl mi amor?’’

’’I thought you’ll never ask’’ you say laughing.

’’Yes I’ll be yours babe.’’ you say and kiss him again.

’’You’re going to stay here right?’’ you ask him hoping the answer will be yes.

’’Yes just let me call Angel real quick then I’ll join you in bed sweetheart.’’ with that being said he gets up from the bed gets undressed and calls Angel while you head to the bathroom getting ready for bed. When you leave the bathroom he’s laying in your bed still on the phone with Angel.

’’Ill see you tomorrow Angel. Bye!’’ Ez ends the call and puts his phone on the nightstand while you get into bed.

’’Everything okay?’’

’’More than okay baby. Y/bf/n won’t kill me I guess that’s a good sign if you ask me’’ he says and you laugh.

’’Yes she can get quite protective to be honest.’’ you say cuddling into his chest. He wraps his arms around you pulling you closer before kissing your head.

’’I love you Y/n’’

’’I love you too Ezekiel. Sleep well my love’’

’’You too mi amor’’

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