#hi haley! thank youuuu <3

[dakbees]

lucy and pentagon!!!:))

ACK MY BABIES

for lucy its

wonsang > sangyeop = gwangil = yechan (i love them all so so much but wonsang is loved only slightly more)

and ive been listening to opening and mp3 soooo much lately! childhood is def my favorite album from them so far :)

for pentagon its

yanan > hui > shinwon > hongseok = changgu > wooseok = yuto > jinho = hyunggu

ive been in such a ballad mood lately so ive been listening to a loooot of when it rains at night, till, and and dear friend. basquiat is still my fave song by them tho ✊

[madomens]

Face It (Chapter 3)

warnings: smut, oral (fem receiving), p in v, ANGST

“I know my timing isn’t the best but I don’t think I could admit it sober,” I pick at my nails, not daring to look up at him yet.

I feel Noah shift slightly without saying anything.

Oh god I fucked up. Why would I say that at a party no less? I’m such an idiot.

I peek up at him, heart beating out of my chest. “I’m sorry that was so stupid. Can we pretend that didn’t just happen?”

“No I’m sorry I just wasnt expecting that,” he gives me a smile.

Thankfully, everyone is too into beer pong at the moment to realize what’s going on in the living room.

“Noel I’m sorry.” My shoulders drop as soon as the words leave his lips. Noah grabs my chin to force me to look at his face. “I really like you. Fuck, I like you a lot. But with the touring and everything I wouldn’t be able to give you the time and attention you deserve.”

At least he’s honest. With slightly shaky hands, I take another long sip of my drink. Patting myself on the back for doing this tipsy or I would be in tears right now.

“Yeah I understand. I hope this doesnt make things weird between us. I just needed you to know how I feel.”

He gives me a sad smile and kisses me on the cheek, not caring if anyone sees.

“I think about you all the time, Noel. I wish things were different and I know we would be perfect.”

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding and wrap him in a hug. This isn’t the way I wanted it to go but hey, he feels the same I guess.

“Noah, Noel! Come do some shots and stop being so antisocial!” Haley drunkenly yells at us.

I thank her in my head for breaking the weird tension between Noah and I. Noah stands up and holds his hand for me to grab and we walk to the table where everyone has their own shot.

Nearing 1 in the morning, I started getting a bit tired so maybe another shot would wake me up. Nicholas hands Noah a shot and Talia pours me one.

I thank her and glance at Noah, who keeps giving me sad eyes. I definitely should have waited to tell him how I feel.

“Okay I know I just met most of you tonight but I haven’t had this much fun in forever. Thank you Noel for inviting us and for being such a great host,” Talia raises her shot.

I smile and raise mine as well, everyone else following along.

“To beauty, to honor, if you can’t cum in her, cum on her,” Chris says and we all take our shots.

The burn is so good compared to the feeling I have in my chest right now so I pour myself another shot and down it without waiting for anyone else.

Folio gives Noah a knowing look and pats his shoulder.

The night goes on until around 3 am when people finally start leaving.

“I love you oh my god we have to do this every weekend,” Talia’s friend, Cam tells me.

I love drunk people.

“Yes that would be so fun!” I give her a hug and continue the goodbyes until it’s just me and the guys.

“Who wants to watch a movie?” Folio suggests.

“I hate to be a party pooper but I will pass out during the first ten minutes if I try,” I laugh. “I have an extra bedroom and the couch is a pull out bed. I love you guys, don’t let the bed bugs bite!”

“Booo Noel doesn’t want to hang out with us anymore,” Jolly drunkenly states.

“Love youuuu!” I call back walking to my bed room.

Not even five minutes later I feel my bed dip on the other side. Turning over I see Noah crawling in next to me.

“Hi,” I smile, head still on the pillow.

“Hi. Thought you might want some company.” He says as he slides the strap of my tank top and kisses along my shoulder and up my neck. Noah lightly bites my pulse point, sending a shock of pleasure through my body.

“Noah, what are you doing?” I ask breathlessly as his hands travel up and down my body. “My plan was to make you cum, you know I’m going to miss you when I leave tomorrow.”

Noah’s hands continue their path across my abdomen, leaving my skin on fire. The sting of his earlier rejection fades as he trails more kisses down my neck towards my chest. He pulls the straps of my top down further, exposing my hardening nipples and takes one into his mouth. Sucking and my drunken mind is now fully empty aside from all things Noah and his deliciously talented mouth.

“Ah!” I gasp out when he bites down lightly, moving to the other rosy bud. Sliding my top down past my waist he settles in between my legs and mouths at my cloth covered center, licking over the existing wetness. “Fuck, I love how fucking wet you get for me.” he mumbles against me.

When he finally pulls my underwear to the side and licks against my bare skin I can’t help the loud “fuck!” that escapes my mouth. He knows what to do with his tongue and I’m completely at his mercy. “You taste so fucking good Noel, I’ll miss the taste of you.” he looks up at me before moving his attention to my clit.

Once he starts gently sucking my body lifts off the bed the euphoria takes over quickly, “oh god yes, Noah right there” I mewl out, and when he eases a finger into me, my climax takes over and a gush of fresh release meets his awaiting tongue. “I need you to sit on my face, please,” he purrs out and palms his hardening cock through his pants.

Quickly adjusting our positions I start hovering slightly above his face as he licks into me. “I said sit Noel,” he gripes and pulls me down to fully sit down. After a few minuets I’m grinding down as he sucks and fucking into me with his tongue, lost to the building orgasm. I moan out as I feel the growing pleasure. When it finally hits I call out his name loudly, “Noah, oh god yes!”

Laughing darkly and wiping his mouth on my discarded top he pushes me further down on the bed and pulls down the front of his pants. “You want me to fuck you now Noel?” His voice is deep and sexy and I nod and arch my back pushing my ass even closer to him. “Words baby, I need you to use your words.” Ugh this fucking bastard is going to make me beg for it. “Yes, please fuck me.” I say desperately.

“Mmm thats a good girl.” he says, sliding the head of his cock along the seam of my pussy, teasing me by sliding in a little bit and then pulling out again. “Please, Noah. Please, fuck me.” I say again and without warning he completely bottoms out and I almost cum again just from the way he perfectly fills me.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” he groans before pulling out and slamming back into me. “Oh!” I moan and he continues thrusting into me sharply, the slapping sounds of our skin filling the room. Noah fucking into me and I feel my eyes rolling back at the intense feeling of bliss filling my body. I dont know if its the alcohol or that Noah is just this good at fucking.

Suddenly he pulls out and grabs my hips, flips me over and quickly eases his cock back inside. “I wanted to watch you cum this time.” he says and leans down to kiss me, pushing his tongue deep inside my mouth and I can taste myself.

He keeps up his deep thrusts for a while but soon he's hunched over with his head buried into the crook of my neck whining softly as his own climax sneaks up on him. He’s now just grinding into me and the pressure is building on my swollen clit, he circles his hips a few more times and my orgasm rocks through me. My wet core pusles around him and he empties himself inside of me. Thank god for birth control.

After a few minutes of catching our breath, Noah breaks the silence.

“I want you to know nothing will change between us. I care about you so much it’s insane.”

“Noah, you don’t have to explain anything to me. I get it,” I sigh, pulling my blanket over myself.

He gives me a small smile and kisses me sweetly, pushing my hair out of my eyes. His dark eyes stare through mine like he wants to say something but decides against it.

I go to the bathroom to clean up and when I come back, Noah is sound asleep, slight snores coming from him. I get back into bed and stare at the ceiling, my mind going a million miles a minute until I eventually drift off to sleep.

“Noel.. Noel..”

“Mmm what?” I ask, putting my head under my pillow. “What time is it?”

“It’s almost 10,” Noah says taking the pillow off my head. “I got you some tylenol and water.”

I sit up rubbing my eyes and take the tylenol from him. God my head is killing me. “Thank you.”

“Jolly made breakfast if you’re hungry,” he says scratching the back of his neck. “He said it’s the least he could do since you let all of us crash here last night.”

“That’s sweet,” I smile, getting up to put some clothes on.

Walking into the kitchen, I’m immediately greeted with “Oh Noah!! Right there!!” by Folio.

“Ha ha very funny. At least one of you got laid last night,” I say grabbing a mug for some much needed coffee.

“Why are me and Jolly catching strays?” Nicholas asks, pretending to be hurt.

Noah pats him on the shoulder and grabs a piece of bacon. He hasn’t put a shirt on yet, just in his black sweats and I’ve never seen a more beautiful human being.

I don’t think our conversation should have ended the way it did last night so I plan on talking to him today, sober this time.

After cleaning up the kitchen and putting things back where they belong, Jolly, Folio, and Nicholas decide to go out and do whatever it is they do. I’m sure it was an excuse to get me and Noah alone but we need the alone time anyway.

“Listen I know we kind of talked last night but something has been bothering me. You said nothings going to change but I’m not sure I want that,” I sit on the couch next to Noah.

He sighs, probably knowing where I’m headed with this conversation.

“Are we always going to just hook up whenever you’re in town? Because I’m not sure I can handle only having a part of you.”

Noah fidgets with his chain trying to think carefully about what to say. “I understand where you’re coming from. But I can’t give you all of me the way you want me to. This band is literally my life and I can’t just put it on pause.”

“I never asked you to put anything on pause for me. I just need you to know that if all we could ever be is fuck buddies then I don’t want it,” I scoff.

“So what does this mean Noel?”

Tears start to form at the corner of my eyes knowing this could be the end of whatever this is. Do I really want that?

“I guess it means this is where we part ways,” the tears fall before I can stop them. “I deserve more than what you can give me.”

He puts his head in his hands and rests his elbows on his knees.

“That’s what I was trying to tell you last night. I’m sorry Noel I really am.”

“I think you should go Noah,” I let the tears fall freely and I could see tears forming in Noah’s eyes.

“Is this what you really want?” He stands slowly, waiting for my answer.

“No. But I need time right now. This isn’t how I expected this conversation to go.”

He gathers the things he brought and walks to the door, looking back at me one more before leaving.

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I PROMISE NEXT CHAPTER IS GONNA BE BETTER❤️❤️

tags: ( @ebechnasheim @jilliemiw86 @whenthesummerdies ) lmk if you want to be tagged in future chapters🤭

[angelhotchner]

It’s already Sunday for youuuu, so Sunday prompt request: Second Chance Trope with the “shut up and kiss me already” speech prompt. (Only if you want to 💕)

Also smooches for Marley 😘

smoochies <3!! Okay so I do have a one shot similar to this idea called Way Back When so I'm gonna try and avoid replicating that <3

Happy Sunday Linds, you gorgeous lil creature!

Marley’s Prompt Sunday Masterlist

Speech Prompt 2: "Shut up and kiss me" Contents: Fluff, Pining, Lil Bit of Heartbreak Pairing / Characters: Aaron Hotchner, Fem!Reader Format: Drabble CM Timeline: Non-canon - Haley and Jack aren't present within this universe. Word Count: 2470

[ok so this became a little long for a drabble, don't @ me lmao]

It was March when you first saw him. He was just a glimpse in the corner of your eye, possibly the nostalgic feeling that you'd been succumbing to playing tricks on you. You were locked in a conversation with Agent Thompson, as he gave you a tour of the offices, and felt it rude to break eye contact with him - so you'd been forced to let the glimpse remain just that, never turning your head to try and confirm your thought.

In April, your thought was confirmed true. Your transfer to Organised Crime in the Quantico office had gone through and your first day was a mass of paperwork, with Thompson lingering around your desk every ten minutes. He was over-welcoming, which was nice in a way, but the constant asking of 'Do you need anything?' was starting to wear your patience thin. You asked him for tea, just to get him out of your hair for a little while. He wandered over to his desk and picked up the phone.

"Hey, it's Thompson," He said, and your head snapped up. Was this man seriously calling someone to make you a tea? "Do you still have those tea bags?"

He nodded as he listened to the voice on the phone, as if the other person could see him, before he called over to you.

"What kind?"

"Any,"

He returned back to the phone. "I'll come and grab it now. Tell Garcia I said thank you. Yeah. Okay. Thanks, Hotch,"

And just like that, as Thompson purposefully strode to the elevator, it was confirmed. There was only one Hotch. Aaron Hotchner. Your ex was in the same building as you.

He didn't see you in person until June. Whether he'd heard of your transfer, you didn't know, but judging by the small surprise hidden within his expression when you locked eyes, it seemed like he had no idea that you'd been working in the same building as him for the past two months. Of course, it happened in the elevator. You'd arrived earlier than usual, determined to catch up on reports that you should have filed yesterday. You were on the ground floor, waiting for the elevator, flicking through a file that you held in your hands, trying to bring your tired mind up to speed with your current case work. You heard the doors open, and you didn't glance up for a moment in aid of finishing the sentence you were reading. You felt someone in front of you and you looked up, allowing them to pass by out of the elevator. And that's when you locked eyes with him and saw his surprise, even if it was only minor. You didn't say anything and neither did he. Both of you were speechless - small talk didn't seem fitting, given how the relationship had ended, and 6:15am was not the time to ask all the questions that both of you had kept for years. He just glided past you, and you went into the elevator, trying to shake off the feeling.

You saw him more often since that day. Sometimes ahead of you in the security queue on the ground floor, sometimes leaving the gym in the basement as you were entering. Neither of you ever said a word, you didn't even look at each other. But with seeing him more often came the pining - the memories of your relationship, almost in another life at this point, would resurface in the most unexpected moments, and they'd plague you when you tried to sleep at night. Thankfully, your brain ignored the memories of the final month of the relationship, where everything went downhill - you really didn't want those memories to resurface, because with that would come that guilty feeling again.

In September, you spoke to him. It was only a few words. You'd stayed behind after work, later than you'd ever done, to finish everything before the weekend hit. It was a rare weekend off for you, and you didn't want to waste it by thinking about unfinished work. You sighed in the elevator, scrolling through your phone, as it stopped on the floor below yours. You offered him a small smile when the doors opened and his tired face met yours, and you stepped to the side, giving him as much room as possible. The elevator was silent as it brought you both down to the ground floor. When the doors opened, you noticed his hand reach out, motioning for you to exit first. "Good night, Aaron," You spoke softly as you left, taking off towards the doors and disappearing outside before he could say anything back.

Then came the incident in November. It was late, again, and you were running on almost nothing, the exhaustion creeping into your bones as you sank into the driver's seat of your car. Your mind drifted to the idea of a hot bath when you got home, with lots of bubbles. Relaxation at it's finest. The sound of your car engine spluttering in refusal snapped you out of your daydream. You repeatedly tried the ignition, but the car was stubborn and made sure that you knew that it wasn't going to start. Cursing, you stepped out of the car and leaned against the door, closing your eyes and trying to regain composure.

"Do you need a ride?"

You almost scoffed at the sheer audacity of the universe for placing Aaron a few parking spaces away from you, watching you as he held the passenger door of his car open. You were exhausted and didn't even think when you nodded, trailing your bag behind you as you sat down in his car.

He started the car but didn't begin to drive, a long pause of silence settling in.

"I don't know where you live," He admitted, almost sheepishly. You offered him a watery smile, telling him your address as he began to drive out of the parking lot.

Neither of you said another word until he was outside of your place, waiting for you to get out the car. Your chest hurt.

This was the only moment that you were going to have. The only moment where you could say what your brain had repeatedly thought since you first saw him in March...and what your brain had repeatedly thought since the day you left him, years ago. You could let everything go, with no work to tear you away or other agents around and less chance for him to dismiss what you had to say. Take the chance.

"I'm sorry, Aaron, and not a day goes by that I don't feel guilty for how I left. I just wanted you to know that,"

Your hands were shaking, concealed in fiddling with the strap of your bag as a moment passed. He had no expression on his face, completely unreadable and distant.

But you'd said it and that's all you wanted. In complete honesty with yourself, you wanted him back although you knew that could never happen. He'd never let you in again.

You let out a short sigh as you opened the car door and got out. Just before you could shut the door behind you, you heard him call your name faintly. You turned around.

"I know and I already forgave you that day,"

You felt like there was nothing more to say. In reality, you had so much that you wanted to get off your chest, to tell him and confide in him about exactly what happened that day, but it was never going to be the right time. So you just nodded and closed the door. He didn't leave until you were inside the house.

For the first time since March, you allowed yourself to really think about him. Not just the memories that you relived every zoned out moment you got, but the ones you'd tried to avoid. The arguments, the crying and then the nail in the coffin - the day he joined the FBI, the day you couldn't do it anymore and you left without nothing more than a note on his bedside table. Then it was November. You'd grown quite close to the BAU's technical analyst Penelope - she'd bought you a box of tea to try with her after months of sharing her own personal stash, and the friendship grew from there. If the BAU weren't working a case or out in the field, you'd hole up in her lair during your lunch hours, putting the world to rights and photoshopping different outfits onto each other, the more extra the better. Penelope was the only reason that you found out Aaron was now in the BAU as a Unit Chief. The last time you saw Aaron before moving to Virginia was in New York, where he worked in the FBI field office. You'd mentioned nothing about him to Penelope, but she had noticed a small wince in your usual smile every time she mentioned her boss.

"Why do you pull that face whenever I mention Hotch? He's not that scary, peach. He's a softy...sometimes," "He's my ex," You admitted, catching yourself off-guard at how you announced it without thinking. "Oh," was all she said, and then quickly changed the conversation - that, you were thankful for.

Everything changed in December. Penelope invited you to a party on Christmas Eve and you happily accepted - you didn't really have much else in the way of friendships, and you really didn't want to spend Christmas Eve at home or in some bar full of strangers. What she did not tell you was that the party wasn't hers, but one of her superiors in the BAU. David Rossi, almost like a breathing legend in terms of criminal profiling, was hosting the party at one of his houses, and Penelope had mentioned to him about bringing a friend. After Rossi didn't believe her when she said it wasn't that kind of friend, she blurted it out. "It's Hotch's ex. She works in Organised Crime," "...and why is that going to be a good idea?" "I saw a photo of her in Hotch's wallet," "How did you get ahold of Hotch's wallet?" "I didn't, Prentiss did - she sent me a photo. Come on, Rossi, I mean - don't you want the man to be happy?" "I do, but his ex?" "Well, she hasn't got anyone else to hang around with at Christmas," "Fine, but if this goes badly, it's not on me,"

It was December 24th and you arrived at Rossi's house, Penelope just in front of you as she rang the doorbell. Rossi ushered you both inside, and your eyes marvelled at the people in the house, all dressed up with glasses of champagne, someone playing piano in the far corner. "Come on," Penelope mumbled as she grabbed your wrist, pulling you through the gaggles of people until she stopped in front of a group stood by the patio doors, leading to the garden. Your breath caught in your throat when he turned around. Dressed completely in black, the shirt catching tightly on the muscles on his arms - it was enough to make your chest begin to hurt again, though this time accompanied with a fire beginning to burn in the pit of your stomach. The most surprising part was the way he looked at you, mirroring your exact expression, looking you up and down as if you couldn't see him doing it. Checking you out.

Silence seemed to be the default setting for you both, as you barely spoke all night. You got on well with the rest of the BAU team, and spent most of the night drinking and laughing with them, your throat becoming dry whenever he came near you.

It wasn't until the 'Merry Christmas!' moments had passed, around one a.m, that he spoke to you. You were sat on the steps of the deck outside, the cool air gracing your bare arms and face, relaxing you into a false sense of calm.

He sat down next to you, your knees touching. The contact made the fire burn brighter, hotter, and you refused to move away from him, even if you felt like he wanted you to.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you'd be here. Penelope didn't tell me," You began, but he cut you off with a shake of his head.

"It's okay. I mean, it's a party, right?"

You nodded. There was that damn silence again. But the champagne and the festivity had made your mouth soft and loose, turning the moment into honesty hour.

"Look, Aaron, I didn't want to leave you. I just couldn't cope at the time, we both knew that. I should have told you, given you a better explanation, but I wasn't okay and I felt like if I opened up, I'd bring you down with me and I couldn't do that. I loved you. I still love you."

Nothing. You took a deep breath, trying to rectify the mess that had become this moment.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I shouldn--"

"Would you just shut up and kiss me?"

You physically recoiled - not in disgust, but in complete shock. The man had been avoiding you, barely speaking to you for nine months and now suddenly a switch had flipped in his brain.

"What?"

"Y/N,"

That was the first time he'd said your name in years, and it made your mind hazy, soft, fluttery.

"I keep trying to find words and I can't. I know why you left, I completely understand. I've been trying to figure out how to talk to you for months,"

For the first time since finding each other again, your eyes were locked onto each other for longer than a few seconds. Staring - searching for any warning signs within the other, but finding nothing but fondness and longing, a sweetness that you both still held for each other.

Your hand ran along his jawline, settling on the side of his cheek with the pads of your fingers running soft circles along his skin. He moved forward slightly, brushing his nose against your cheek before his lips found yours hesitantly, as if he was still unsure that you were okay with it.

You pulled him closer with both of your hands, gripping his face as you kissed him back, your chest tightening as every loving feeling that you'd ever had for him came rushing back like a flood, cascading straight over you. He responded immediately, interweaving his hands into your hair and tipping your head back to give him more access.

Completely breathless, you broke the kiss sharply, keeping him as close as you could.

"I love you too," He mumbled, his tone was soft and low, definite.

All you could do was nod as you pulled his lips back to yours.

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[deadravenclaw]

ahhh raven i'm so proud of you!! you deserve every single one of your 700 followers and more! here goes nothing. as always skip anything you want to. skipping things is funny

🌺 - aaron hotchner

💐 - moreid

🌷 - bones characters

🥀 - aaron hotchner season 1

and finally 🌲, 🌿

yet again raven i'm so proud of you and how much you put into this app even though you have a life outside of it. love youuuu <3

Raegan!! Thank you so much! love you too <3

🌺 - A random headcanon (for cm character/ship)

Hotch:

Hotch loves going to the park. When he had Haley were dating, they would often have dates in the park. They would feed the ducks at the pond and watch the sunset together. When Jack was born, they would bring him to the park where Hotch would teach Jack about the different insects and animals in the park and let Jack play with them. Those were one of Hotch's favourite moments in the park

When Haley and Jack were in witness protection, Hotch would sometimes go to the park himself where he would sit and just watch the families around him, parents and their children playing together. In that point in time, he wasn't sure why he went. The park reminding him of how much he lost.

After Haley died and Hotch got custody of Jack, Jack was the one who encouraged Hotch to go to the park again. Jack was the one who dragged Hotch to the park day after day, reminding him of the times he had with Haley, and Haley and Jack. Slowly, after time, Hotch began to love the park again. On days without cases, he would spend evenings with Jack in the park where they would take walks. Sometimes, Jack would secretly bring Haley's picture with them so that it was as if his mum was with them. (Hotch always knew and he would place the picture in Jack's bag sometimes when Jack forgot)

💐 - Rate a character/ship (for cm)

Moreid:

6/10

I love them, though more platonically than romantically, but I can see them together romantically.

🌷 - Cyma as anything

Bones characters:

You - Angela Montenegro

@bus-kids - Lance Sweets

@criminalmindsismynextfoundfamily - Camille Saroyan

@simmonsmilf - Daisy Wick

@lilacprentiss - Temperence Brennan

🥀 - Icons for cm characters (specify character and episode/season)

Aaron Hotchner season 1:

I made the icons as a separate post here <3

🌲 - I'll tell you a character that reminds me of you

You remind me of a mix of Angela (Bones) and Penelope (CM)

🌿 - I'll tell you something I like about you

I love how funny you are. Your incorrect quotes are always amazing and never fail to make me laugh. You're also a lovely person and I'm really glad we're mutuals (:

[aurallyaddison]

which one of your ocs would rob a walmart for fun

i'm gonna assume you mean just the mechs ones considering the post this came right after but fklajdsfklsad

Okay uh. First I'm going to introduce the characters I've made so far because literally only alabaster knows about them (and even then ey don't know about the doctoooor. also everyone is color-coded so you know who they're based off of. for the ross & casey ones you'll just have to guess tho <3 shouldn't be too hard)

Doctor Christopher Shines - Doc Carmilla equivalent lalfsjk

Sir Nat - Name courtesy of Lorelei (thank youuuu <3 ily) Mechanism: Heart

Clockwork Haley - Mechanism: Hands

Designation F - Mechanism: Everything but heart

Toybox Henry - Mechanism: Everything but voice

D. Zed - Mechanism: Brain

Maybe I'll design them someday. By maybe I mean I will I'm just so... so tired.

Anyway uh Henry would probably rob a Walmart for fun if they still existed in his time because he's the one who spends their stolen money the fastest and is therefore always broke. also he's a robin hood type figure and hates rich people so he's good in my book <3

[george-fabian-weasley]

SYAF HELLO !!!!! congrats on 600!!!! you deserve it sm!!!! ilysm!!! could i get a 👁️👄👁️ for my fic "i'm low on gas and you need a jacket" please and thanks?? thank you in advance and again congrats and ily!!! 💗💗💗🥺

OMG HIIII JESS AWHH BBY THANK YOU SO SO MUCH IT MEANS SO MUCH TO MEEE I LOVE YOU TOOO 🥺🥺🥺💓

I'm Low on Gas and You Need A Jacket by @whiz-bangs78

Summary: In which Fred Weasley takes you for a midnight drive

OOOH punk!fred huh i like this already HDJSJJDSJ

From the moment he slipped under the covers next to you, he swore he wasn't going to fall asleep. The nightmares had been brutal the past few nights and he wasn't going to risk waking you with his pathetic yells.

Awhhh dang postwar!fred is my weakness poor bby can't sleep JFOSJFJD I WANNA HUG HIM PLEASE

"Light of my life…" That seemed to do it as you smiled in your sleep, snuggling further into Fred's side.

This got me blushing mind you i'm respecting my lane I'm a George girl but the boundary is so so thin hdjajsjs

You were straddling his lap now, gently applying eyeliner, careful not to poke his eye out. You had your tongue sticking out just a bit from your lips, concentration at an all-time high. Your eyebrows were furrowed, your nose scrunched up ever-so-slightly. Fred adored you.

GASP FREDDIE WITH MAKEUP HDISJDKEJ CHILE IM ABOUT TO GO FERAL THAT IS SO HOT

“C’mon, I want to get out while the roads are still clear.” You giggled against his lips, pressing a few more small pecks to his lips, succeeding in making him grin and press a few to your lips.

I'm smiling so hard see this is a nice change of settings no angst only fluff *im looking at you maitri and haley* and im just so soft <3

The answer came in the form of the engine revving louder as he neared the speed limit on the vacant freeway.

JESS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH DHSKJJDJD

Fred laughed against you when the lyrics really registered in his mind. You laughed with him, although you didn’t really know why he was laughing. Still, you laughed.

The only thing i was reminded of was their kiss must've tasted like gummy worms aND THERE I GO MELTING

Once you pulled your arms through all the way, bunching up the leftover length with care and precision, you settled your hands on his biceps. Still holding the collar, Fred pulled you forward, his lips meeting yours once again, an action he would never get tired of.

I slapped my mouth so hard tHAT WAS HOT AS FUCK FRED WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME

Overall: A very beautifully well done story by Jess, ladies and gentlemen, she delivered yet again, a masterpiece.

Honestly, I don't know why you want ME to review YOUR fic but I am honored to do so, because the amount of fluff and angst are just perfect and the silent conversations between Y/N and Fred is so beautifully done. I don't know if I'm saying this because I'm touch-starved or anything but I really really adore the physical intimacy here like they just couldn't get eNOUGH of each other and I aspire to find a partner that would see me like Fred sees Y/N because... goals af

10/10 for the fluff, 10/10 would recommend, 10/10 going into my comfort fic list because this is just adorable Jess you've done it again I'm so proud of you and I love youuuu <3

JOIN MY SLEEPOVER!

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omg hi congrats on 3.5k!!! ik this is obnoxious but ❣️ (for my url) and 🦇 (my rec is phoebe bridger’s album punisher!! you may have already listened to it but it’s what i’ve had on repeat recently ahaha) (also idk what an archive board is but it sounds cool could i do that one too please 🥺) ((also also if u don’t want to do all three u can just pick one to do!!!))

thank youuuu moodboard is here and playlist is here <3 

ive been listening to punisher on repeat since it came out hdgfejkgeg it’s such a good album I looove Phoebe’s music so much. if you like phoebe I'd recommend checking out haley heynderickx (her album I need to start a garden is beautiful)

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I'm so late but i read the last chapter of mrs satan

Thank youuuu!!! I really am chomping at the bit to get to the sequels (I have 6 separate ideas right now) just for the concept of Chris going full Kate Middleton in Hell. I’m so, so glad you enjoyed it 😈 🐍