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— TOTALLY KILLER.

Part One, 345 Screencaps.

Part Two, 345 Screencaps.

Part Three, 345 Screencaps.

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82 gifs of Troy Leigh-Anne Johnson in Totally Killer can be found in the source link. These are all from scratch so please don’t edit or claim as your own. if you plan on using these gifs please reblog this post.

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leigh anne pinnock + lewis hamilton

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Taylor Swift + Leigh-Anne layouts 💜🖤🩶🤎💙

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lerrie packs

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GIF PACK / LEIGH-ANNE PINNOCK ( by sugarsource )

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━━ * ⊹    in this gif pack are 160 gifs of LEIGH-ANNE PINNOCK in various interviews and youtube videos. they are sized at 250 x 140 px, but can be turned into gif icons if requested. these for were made by me from scratch and anyone is welcome to use them. if you like these gifs then please feel free to buy me a kofi, while this is not required, it is highly appreciated. i hope you enjoy ♡

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In the source link you will find #50 gifs of Troy Leigh-Anne Johnson in Totally Killer. Troy is black (african american). Do not use in gif hunts or make icons. Remember to please like and reblog if you decide to use.

this pack is a part of my spooky season drop. please note that there is the potential of several triggers including but not limited to blood, violence, death, gore, and other horror imagery. please make sure to read the content/trigger warnings at the top of the pack for a full list.

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Jade Thirlwall Blue 1989 Icons

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The cuteness is killing me ahh

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harry styles + perrie edwards users:

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spence-tober: day 8 - indie director

pairing: indie/small film director!spencer reid x fem!reader

summary: in which a director asks to capture your little piece of heaven on film

word count: 1420

warnings: fluff, unintentionally flirty spencer

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It wasn’t often that you had the time to sneak off during the week and just relax on the end of the pier. It was small, but that’s what you liked about it. To be completely honest, it was one of the main selling points for your small cottage house. The ability to walk a small distance on a clean and tidy cobblestone path and make your way to the lakeside where your own private pier was waiting for you.

The waters were never too rough and although you didn’t fish or boat around, just having a small picnic or taking a chair out to sit and relax was enough for you.

And that was exactly what you were doing right now. Your foldable chair was setup, you had a small tote bag with some baggies of snacks and your kindle for some light reading. You had gone out early in the morning with having everything packed last night so all you had to do was drag yourself and your chair out to the small dock in the morning.

Judging by where the sun was, it was now early afternoon and you had been out on the pier for several hours now. It was incredibly peaceful.

“Hey, darlin’!” 

Until it wasn’t.

The sound of your neighbor, Leigh Anne Lockley, broke the silence of the calm waters hitting the wooden structure of the pier. You didn’t have anything against Leigh Anne, in fact, she had helped you get an in with the seller of your cottage to help lower the price for you. The older woman was your next door neighbor and often brought over her baked goods and vegetables from her garden. You, in turn, helped out with any problems including finding someone to vacate the bats in her attic, getting her set up on Tinder, and hooking her up with all the streaming services since the RedBox machine at the grocery store had gone away.

Despite your afternoon alone on the small quaint pier being disturbed, you turned your head around, still sitting in your folding chair, to look at her. However, she wasn’t alone.

A taller man was right behind her. He looked to be around your age if not a little older. With light brown hair gleaming in the noon sun and glasses on his chiseled face, you were suddenly glad it was so hot out because you were sure you must be blushing.

The man was wearing simple high waist dress pants coupled with a simple small striped button up, however, it was the set of headphones around his neck and a walkie talkie clipped onto his belt that confused you.

“Hey, Leigh Anne, who do you have here?” You responded back. You moved to take off your sunglasses from your face so you could see the two of them in a better light.

Leigh Anne gave you that hundred watt smile and gestured her hands over to the man, who moved his hand to wave at you, “This here is Spencer, sweetie.”

It definitely wasn’t one of her children or grandchildren, you thought to yourself. Leigh Anne had pictures of them posted all around her house and often talked about them enough for you to be familiar enough with their names. 

You waved back and exchanged your own name, “Is there something I can help you with, Spencer.” 

He went to speak, but it was Leigh Anne who opened her mouth first, “He’s a director.” She said, like it was some sort of big secret or god-like status, “He’s shooting a film just over the lake there in the woods.” She pointed out over the water and on the other side of the lake. 

At least you knew what the headphones and walkie talkie were for now.

Spencer spoke this time, eyes making contact with yours, “That’s right,” He confirmed, “I was over on the other side of the lake when I saw this pier. I was wondering if I could convince you to let us shoot a scene or two here another day this next week.”

Leigh Anne took a step back so Spencer couldn’t see her out of the corner of his eyes and gave you a not so subtle wink and a thumbs up. You blushed harder.

“I’ll leave you two to talk about all this.” She said, removing herself from the conversation, “I’ll be back over this weekend with some snickerdoodles, sweetie.” 

You watched for a moment as she departed through the pathway and then focused your attention on Spencer, still standing on land rather than the wooden dock.

“You’re filming a movie?” You ask to confirm.

He nods, “Yeah, just a small indie film.” Spencer brushed it off. “I wasn’t too sure how to find out if this land was owned or not, but I was knocking on a few doors and Ms. Lockley informed me that this pier is yours.”

This time you nodded, “Came with the property.”

“Is there a way I could convince you to let us film here sometime next week?” He asked again, “I could give you a small compensation or we could draft a permit with some rules. I promise we wouldn’t be a bother and it wouldn’t be a large setup. Just five or so people during sunset or sunrise.”

You stood from your chair and walked over to Spencer. “How long would you be using the pier for?” You asked curiously.

“We’d just need a day. Probably wouldn’t even take up the whole day.” Spencer answered you.

You nodded, thinking about it, “And you wouldn’t be doing anything damaging to the surroundings or the wildlife?”

He shook his head, “No, not at all. Just a few talking scenes on the pier with the lake and woods in the background.”

“Alright,” You agree, “I’ll give you permission. You don’t need to give any compensation either.”

He grins, “Thank you, I really appreciate your cooperation.” He shakes your hand. “It’s a really beautiful place.” Spencer looks out behind you, admiring the scenery.

You nod your head with a fond smile on your lips, “It is.” You turn back to Spencer. “So, you’re the director of the film? Is this your first or have you directed before?”

“I’ve directed before, mostly small stuff. I just really love having beautiful backgrounds to compliment beautiful moments.” He answers, looking down on you a little bit. 

Spencer stands taller than you, with his lanky but lithe figure, and as he’s staring down into your eyes, you feel your heart beat a little faster with his words.

You look away, bashfully, “That’s really nice.” You swallow down the nervous cough in your throat, “Would I be able to see the movie when it releases?”

He hesitates, “Unfortunately it probably wouldn’t get a theatrical release.” He responds. “But, I wouldn’t be averse to giving you a private showing.”

Your face is burning red now and you can’t imagine this man in front of you is staying oblivious to what his words are doing to you. 

His brows furrow and he inspects your face, “Are you okay? You look a little flushed.” Spencer comments, his hand almost moving to touch your cheeks, “Is it the sun?” 

You nod fervently, “Yeah, must be.” You deflect, “Forgot to pack sunscreen.”

My god, you think, he really doesn’t know the effect he has on you.

Spencer seems to accept the answer you gave him and retracks his hand from your face. He then glances down to the leather wrist watch he wears, checking the time. 

“I actually have to get going,” He sighs, as if he doesn’t want to leave you, you muse.

He pulls out a piece of paper and a pen from his back pocket and scribbles on it quickly, “Here’s my number, you can call if you have any other questions.” Spencer has the audacity to wait for a moment and look at you with a small grin before finishing writing down his information, “Or, for anything else.”

You think you might need to splash your face with some of the water in the lake.

He hands you the slip of paper and jogs back up the path, but not before he gives you a wave goodbye. 

As you stare down at the piece of paper in your hand (in which he’s included a derpy written smile next to his name), you can hardly hear anything over the rapid beating of your heart.

You definitely need to thank Leigh Anne later.

a/n: this is probably the flirtiest spencer i've written thus far and i love it. i want to write more flirty spencer and i have a few more prompts and aus that i think would work with that.

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leigh anne packs

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