#BUT JACK LOVES HER MKAY

[harrys-strutting-dad]

also look at these two. both sides of the gay outfit spectrum.

#i think we’ll never see the landlady again which is sad bc she was so nice #maybe in like the next few episodes #also im still sad bc lucy was sad and i love her with all my heart her big curly hair omg i— #and also i’m still trying to figure out what kind of feeling audrey evokes in me and i think i’ll just never truly know #she like if you took an aquarius and a scorpio and mixed them and then turned them into something completely unsettling but endearing #also ben horne just build a tower out of everything in his room including a stuffed cat. this man. #and also also bobby looks kind of good in his suit which is crazy because i normally HATE suits #i think it’s because of the baggyness tho so it’s fine #also no shelly this episode which is sad but okay #also no leland so no crazy shenanigans which is kind of sad #but a lot of denise which has left me foaming at the mouth #and coop i love coop #mkay enoug #twin peaks #dale cooper #also mina if you’re reading this du bist diese frau. weil klein langer rock bunte jacke und braune haare mit pony. crazy. #.

[aemrsy]

booze n' loving

a\n: can we pls appreciate the fact that the picture in the middle is jake and johnnie's actual kitchen because it's the inspiration behind the entire fic 😭

summary: you drink a little too much while partying but thankfully the party is at your boyfriend johnnie's house

tw: drinking, being drunk

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the floor of your room was a mess due to the tornado that had happened in your closet whenever you were picking out your outfit.

you were sitting amongst the mess of clothes on the floor doing your makeup in the mirror you truly believed that if your not doing your makeup on the floor you're not doing it right.

you had paramore playing in the background but the music was disrupted by a ding you looked down at your phone, it was tara.

hey love, i'm on my way to urs x

9:57

drive safe x

9:57

you put your phone down in your lap finishing up your makeup. you and tara had a party to go to tonight at jake and johnnie's, this would be the first party you've gone to in a minute so you were a little nervous but the fact that it was at your boyfriend's house made you feel a lot more comfortable.

you knew you'd probably end up spending the night there so you packed up all your little essentials in a small bag.

you got up off the floor taking one good look at yourself before smiling and tucking a hair behind your hair.

you got a call from tara indicating that she had arrived so you hurried to the front door.

her blindingly pink car was indeed there she smiled as she motioned for you to come and get in.

you got in the car before giving tara one of those awkward car hugs. her hair smelled like her signature perfume and she was wearing the glasses she had stolen from you last time she came over.

"tar, you smell amazing"

she giggled her laugh was always so contagious

"babe you look amazing..tonight is gonna be so great i can't wait"

you nodded in excitement. tara's phone was connected to the car's bluetooth but she wasn't playing anything it was quiet but it was a comfortable slince that's until it was disrupted by tara's phone ringing on the car's speaker.

"dude did you pick up y/n yet?"

it was jake you could hear the chattering and loud music in the background

"yeah we're on our way we'll be there in about 5 minutes?"

she said in a question-esque tone

"mkay drive safe"

he hung up and the rest of the car ride was nice and quiet

you made it there and tara ran in immediately this was her scene she's definitely a party girl at heart.

you on the other hand walked in and scanned the room searching for johnnie, the kitchen counter was cluttered with drinks and you saw a few familiar faces before seeing your boyfriend leaning against the edge of the counter your face lit up as you approached him.

he grabbed you by the waist and you gave him a soft peck on the lips

"hey baby"

he said looking at you sweetly

"hey handsome"

you giggled as he peppered your neck in kisses still holding onto your waist. he smelled like cologne and jack daniels.

"i need a drink"

you said before turning around to face the counter fixing yourself a jack and coke.

one turned into two and three and now it had been four you were wasted out of your mind but it was a fun kind of wasted you felt so loose and comfortable just free.

you were by the pool table dancing with tara she also wasted out of her mind you guys were laughing at absolutely everything and everyone. a couple hours had passed since you guys had arrived it was definitely somwhere in the am's right now.

your horrible dancing and obnoxious giggling was interrupted by your boyfriend pulling your fifth drink out of your hands.

"okay.. i think that's enough sweetheart"

he said chuckling, you looked up at him and gave him a big goofy smile.

"johnnieeeeee"

you said as you practically fell into his arms he held you up gently tucking stray hairs out of your face.

you noticed jake walk outside probably for a smoke you weren't a smoker but let's be real drunk cigarettes don't count and a smoke sounds really good right about now.

you stumbled out of johnnie's arms after excusing yourself and made your way over to jake in the balcony. johnnie sighed following you to the balcony leaving tara to mingle with everyone else.

"hey jakee"

you said slurring your words and stretching your e's

"woah nelly, someone's out of it"

he said in his southern-esque accent with a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"you got another one of those?"

before jake had a chance to reply johnnie came up behind you handing you water and told you to drink up. you weren't a big drinker it was very rare that you'd drink like this but it wasn't a cause for concern you were just trying to have fun.

you gave in and chugged down some water. he pulled you in and kissed you on the forehead.

jake stood there puffing on his cigarette he gave johnnie a look and motioned that he should take you back inside before you go asking anyone else for cigarettes.

johnnie did as he was told the party got quiter people were leaving. you and johnnie cuddled up on the couch he was stroking your hair while talking to someone on the other side of the couch you could feel yourself slowly drifting to sleep.

you woke up later to the house being almost completely empty but you and johnnie were still in the same spot on the couch you looked up at him before speaking.

"hey where's everyone?"

you got up looking around holding your head that was throbbing with a headache.

"they left babe, you drank a little too much and fell asleep on me i didn't wanna wake you up so i just let you."

you groaned laying back on him

"can we go up to your room? i'm sleepy."

you said still slurring your words, he got up taking your hand in his you both walked up to his room you kicked off your boots and opened johnnie's closet picking out a band shirt you stripped to your bra and panties and slipped the t-shirt over your head you fell onto the bed and let out a satisfied sigh.

johnnie followed after you the two of you got under the sheets he was rubbing circles around your back as you nuzzled your head into his chest and drifted off once again into a comfortable sleep.

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#jake and johnnie #johnnie and jake #jake webber #jake webber x reader #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert x reader #tara yummy x reader #tara yummy #johnnie guilbert x you #the tinas

[hughesmedicine]

birthday | t. zegras

trevor zegras x hughes reader

timeline might be a little wonky but oh well this took way too long 🫡

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ynhughes: happy birthday to my favorite swiftie( and duck but don’t tell jamie) I love you so much and tonight we get fucken lit!( respectfully since you have a game tomorrow)🤭 but thank you for being my best friend and lover for so many years and I wouldn’t change it for the world and I don’t regret hitting you with my hockey stick when we met!❤️

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trevorzegras: babe we were like 2 when you hit me with the stick😭

ynhughes: yeah so?

trevorzegras: I don’t understand you sometimes

jamie.drysdale: something we share in common

ynhughes: okay but jack understands me all the time

jamie.drysdale: he only understands you because he acts the same way😭

ynhughes: he’s just real for that

jackhughes: yep!

trevorzegras: thank you, I love you so much and I’m so glad you hit me with the stick( even though it hurt)❤️

ynhughes: had to knock some sense into you as a kid sorry

_alextorcotte: happy birthday bud, we’ll party after my game!!

ynhughes: MONDAY SHOTS WOO @/jackhughes you coming??

jackhughes: sorry I have a game tomorrow or I would

ynhughes: boo you should skip it!

nicohischier: if he skips it we’re fighting

ynhughes: square up sir🫵

trevorzegras: don’t listen to her, she’s already drunk

jackhughes: I won’t be skipping but good luck z and happy birthday!!

trevorzegras: thanks man I love you!🧡

colecaufield: okay but I’ll be there soon so take the alcohol away and happy birthday z!

ynhughes: take the alcohol away and someone looses a finger.

jamie.drysdale: I value my fingers so not it

trevorzegras: same I need them for some things

ynhughes: I can name those things

_quinnhughes: trevor for the sake of her brothers eyes, please take her phone away.

trevorzegras: on it

lhughes_06: happy birthday trevor, we’ll celebrate together when summer comes around!

ynhughes: nuh uh stay away from the alcohol moosey, it’s not good for you🫡

lhughes_06: says the one who’s drunk.

ynhughes: I’m old enough to drink!

lhughes_06: mkay time to tell mom about all the other shit you did when you weren’t!

ynhughes: @/dylanduke25 tackle him for me and tie him up if he tries to call mom

dylanduke25: god he’s fast but I got him

ynhughes: thank you!

jamie.drysdale: also I refuse to believe he’s your favorite duck.

ynhughes: you know I had to lie to protect his feelings!

trevorzegras: hey!

ynhughes: oops sorry!

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jackhughes: happy birthday z!

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colecaufield: still wondering where my birthday post is

jackhughes: keep wondering

colecaulfield: @ynhughes he’s being mean again!

ynhughes: rowdy don’t be rude!

jackhughes: I don’t like that you guys are friends.

ynhughes: good🤭

trevorzegras: thank you bro!🥹🧡 we need to take more pictures soon!

jackhughes: summer needs to hurry

trevorzegras: for once I’ll agree with you!

jackhughes: you should agree with me all the time

trevorzegras: nah I’m good

jackhughes: okay rude!

trevorzegras: it’s not rude at all considering who your sister is and how you two act

ynhughes: don’t bring me into this!

jackhughes: ^

_quinnhughes: happy birthday trevor!! can’t wait till we play together again and I win!

ynhughes: you win?

trevorzegras: HA but thanks man! but I’ll be winning sorry (I’m not sorry)

_quinnhughes: gosh I hate you guys.

ynhughes: love you more quinner

trevorzegras: ^

elblue6: happy birthday trevor!! I hope you love the gift I sent you!❤️

trevorzegras: I did love it!! Thank you momma el🧡

ynhughes: you should’ve used unhinged photos of him😐

trevorzegras: I’m actually glad he didn’t

ynhughes: so what your saying is that you hate when I use them??

trevorzegras: stop putting words in my mouth.

_alexturcotte: unhinged photos of z are the best!

ynhughes: see alex gets it!!

trevorzegras: yeah yeah.

#trevor zegras x hughes reader #trevor zegras #quinn hughes #jack hughes #luke hughes #jamie drysdale #alex torcotte #dylan duke #ellen hughes

[arobinwithoutbatman]

((Aaaaaaaallrightyyyyy comics time~ We're starting the Knightfall saga today and I'm doing the entire saga not just Tim's stuff so I have extra context.

Pray for me, y'all.

Prelude... oh okay Vengence of Bane

Okay, talking about a coup in the Carribean *and torture! Lovely!*

...so a literal newborn is to serve his father's sentence... *purely because he's a boy?! And his father was named in the coup?!* Given the torture, there's every chance that he wasn't involved the victim was just saying names!

Basically raised in prison and went lowkey mad in solitary confinement and after a coma. Almost like traumatic brain injuries have a chance of completely changing someone's personality -.-

...god damn, Bane sure improved! That's kinda terrifying

And now he has an obsession with Batman. This can only go badly

OH! Illegal human experimentation! Why the fuck not?!

Aaaaand he's now all set up in Gotham and wants to kill Batman and is impressed that he doesn't kill. Huh

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Huh... Bruce and Vicki broke up. Shame

Oh hey Sionis, nice to meet you. Can't wait for Jason to destroy your empire later down the line

Sionis backstory too... kinda sad really but also dude don't use your dead dad's face skin to make a new mask. That's gross

Oh shit! Lucius!

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Oh! Blonde dude is Bruce in disguise! Nice! Didn't even catch that until now!

Also, why is Circe dressed like that? I get the mask, she suffered from the whole facepaint thing, but basically naked? Why?

Also, waists don't work like that!!!! Has she been wearing waist training corsets? Obviously not recently, they picked her up off the street, pretty sure she's been homeless this entire time. Did they know what a woman looks like?

Oh wait! I just realised! Bruce proved himself with a gun! Great aim! *Bruce hates guns* God damn, he really sells it when he's undercover... is he okay?

Also... what is with this art style? Tim is thirteen, maybe 14 at most and he looks like he's Bruce's age

Oh damn, Bruce actually admitting he's not in his prime and starting to slow down. And Jim's potential marriage is in trouble...

Awwww Bruce calling it early for Tim cause he has school

...that wasn't Sionis? What the actual fuck is going on?

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Bruce Thomas Wayne you will speak to Alfred with a civil fucking tongue in your head

Also, for the love of God get a therapist! This counts as hurting yourself my guy!

Awwww Jack is doing better! And Tim is about to suggest acupuncture when Jack hates needles... welp

Who the fuck is walking around at night in a knock off pinhead cosplay? And killing people?

And this is still teh damn *prelude?!*

Yeah time to rest and recover, Bruce

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Bruce. For the love of God. Go to therapy. You are stressed and traumatised.

Oh shit Jim's got a hit out on him

And his wife is worried

Yeah Bruce is not doing well...

Lunch break!

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Okay... military school brat

Robbing the armory. Mkay

Okay so the point f the prelude is... massive city wide gang warfare... plus potentially Arkham related bullshit

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....Bruce... Bruce for the love of God... I'm begging you. I know Gotham is kinda falling to pieces for the millionth time but pls. Take a break

I'm sorry, this General is still a *child?!*

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...his name is Ulysses and even his family other than his mother want him gone. What the god damn

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First meeting of Azrael. Cool

Hawk of the Wilderness, Tim you goober

Hm, Tim training Jean-Paul as... a replacement Batman so Bruce can actually take a break?

...it's actually grapnel? I always thought it was grapple???

FINALLY The man tries therapy!!!!

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Whomst the fuck is hypnotherapying a dude into jumping off a ledge?!

Dealing with a break in at Wayne Tower while Bruce and Lucius try to figure out what secrecy is going on

Ope, Azreal losing control. Oh and hypnotherapy dude again! ...oh shit he's going after the people heading up the 3 sections of this secret project

Which means Lucius is next! Oh fuck!

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Aaaaaannnndddd Lucius is on teh bridge being encouraged to jump into the river believing it's from his dad....

Also Bruce Wayne, I will remind you again to *speak to Alfred with a civil tongue*

Okay cool they figured out it was hypnosis and Azreal caught Lucius

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...fuck me, how many more issues do I have of just the prelude? Cause this is the only thing I get to today at this rate cause I still wanna write things!

Oh hey Killer Croc

Oooohhhh no Bane's gonna show up while Jean-Paul is in the Batsuit trying to handle Killer Croc. His programming is gonna kick in. This isn't gonna end well for *anyone*

Oh okay Bane took out Killer Croc and immediately clocked that it wasn't Bruce under the cowl... welp

And Bruce is having god awful nightmares with the sedatives but he won't sleep any other way poor guy

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Aaaaaaand Riddler's back

I'm sorry, Riddler once tried to *sacrifice Batman?!* Jesus Christ!

Welp, Riddler was high af and apparently Bruce has been on venom before which sucks

Riddler got shot too and Bane is still testing Bruce

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Am I dont yet? [348/375] Uuuuugggggghhhhhhhh

DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE RELEASE THE CLOWN. DON'T DO IT, JACKASS

And Tim is cutting Jean-Paul's hair

And now everyone's loose and poor Jeremiah has had a total break from reality thanks to the trauma

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Good grief that was a lot! So uhhhhh guess it was kinda ambitious to try and do all of Knightfall in one day

#ooc #wic's liveblogging comic journey

[littlepadika]

What would night time routines be like with the other daddies? 🥺 also I love you and your blog and writing!!!

idk who i've written about but i've been thinking about jack so much this week idk why. He's definitely into bedtime stories!!! 🦋

Warnings: DDLG, fem little

It started with him reading you books and adding little adlibs and plot tangents. You never minded. You found his stories more interesting than the picture books and with your big imaginaton you didn't even need pictures. Just your daddy's voice and descriptions painted the picture. So he started just telling his own stories, finding a lot of joy in seeing you hang on his every word.

In the summer he likes to pull you into his lap while he sits in his rocking chair on the porch. You gaze up at him and at the stars as he tells you the most fantastic stories all from memory. He uses your stuffies to play the different characters. Sometimes you draw him pictures to serve as backgrounds.

"And den what happened daddy?"

"well the brave agent bun bun invented a brilliant plan. He was going to go on a little trip out west to unexplored land. Hot and dry country. He had to find the desert fairy to cast a spell on the bad men and save the town. Everyone said that he was crazy." He raised his voice and exaggerated his accent which made you giggle. 'no bunbun ain't no one for a thousand clicks seen the desert fairy. Yer crazier than a road lizard if you think yer gonna find her.' But bun bun didn't care what people thought. So he packed his trusty steed wildflower (holding your horsie stuffie now) and set off to the unknown..."

"Den what?" You ask when he stops speaking, gazing down at you lovingly.

"I think it's high time you get to bed, little lamb."

"nooo." You pout.

"Hey... we can't have story time if you throw a fit at the end." He frowns though he's not angry.

"Sorry I just really want to know what happens, daddy."

"I know, my good listener. I promise daddy will tell you more tomorrow, mkay?"

"Mkay." You yawn. Jack gives you bun bun and wildflower back and you nuzzle against them while Jack carries you inside and to your room. He tucks you in and kisses you goodnight.

Somedays you fall asleep before the end of the story and wake up in the middle of the nght and run into your daddy's room.

"Hm? What's wrong, little lamb?" He'd sit up as soon as your pitter patter stops in front of the bed.

"I didn't hear the rest of the story! Daddy tell me now!" You crawl up into his warm covers. "Please."

"It's bedtime, baby."

"I can't sleep until I know what happens."

"I'll tell you in the morning." He compromises and you slip under the covers with him. You decided you'd wait and be a good girl. Sure enough you wake up and bring bunbun in to hear more of the story. You're amazed that Jack had so many stories ready to go and always thought of new twists to keep the saga interesting.

"Look papi I drew the wild west." You bring him the crayon drawing.

"Oh look at this! Keep this up and we'll have a full on storybook."

"No only my story." You frown not liking thinking of other people getting to hear your daddy's story.

"Of course." Whiskey kisses your head before hanging the picture up. "I think this will be a great background for tonight's chapter of our story. Thank you baby girl. I'm so proud of you."

You brighten up immediately at his praise, running back to the table to draw the desert fairy.

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daddies masterlist

@lafresamilk @mamacitapascal @prettypedros, @marstheplanet @takochansugoi  @oceanablue @iwishtobeastorm @dincrypt @bac-1, @spacenerdpascal , @cranberrypills @punkerthanpascal @breezythesimp  @djarinsimp @mylittlesenaar @bbybunbun @phnyx @xwalltoast @dreadwolfxoxo @xwalltoast t @mswarriorbabe80 @bearcina @lokigirlszendaya @pedroslilbitch @star-wars-fan-2005 @din-jarhead @hillgoth @m4ngoj3lly @crabbae @im-a-mcsimp-for-mchotties @girlofchaos @joelsflannel @xoxabs88xox @nicolethered @sergeant-major-ghost @pretty-girl-likes-tea @alexxavicry @harriedandharassed

#daddy!whiskey #ask padika #anon #bedtime routines #little!reader

[thecollectionsof]

For the sentence prompts, “are you awake yet?” With Camgeria if you’re okay writing them? Can be another ship if not!

hi liv!!! of course <3 i was listening to jack johnson earlier today (specifically better together and banana pancakes) so it's a very specific type of lazy morning love, i hope you like it !!

Angeria loved watching Camden sleep on the slow, tired Sundays where they could afford to sleep in. She gets the honor of seeing someone who’s so focused on the next thing she has to do—the next class to teach and next day of work and the next meal to make for the two of them—she gets to see all of that melt away when she’s sleeping.

There’s something so special about getting to see Camden so calm, so vulnerable, so pretty sleeping next to her. The way she fits in her arms, the way she’s warm and soft and kind even in sleep, the way she lets out soft little puffs of air or gentle murmurs every once in a while.

She counts herself lucky to see it. She gets to hold her, to watch her, to make her breakfast and open the window of their room to let in the sunlight and morning breeze. She gets to kiss her forehead and call her pet names and watch her fiddle with the ring that Angie had proposed with two weeks ago.

It’s a Sunday, and she’s watching Camden sleep. She can’t help it, nor can she help the way she tears up—she just can’t believe she’s this lucky. Someday, someday soon, this beautiful woman in front of her will be her wife.

Camden shifts in her arms and her breathing changes, and Angie can’t help but watch her face as her nose scrunches at the light filtering through the open curtains before she fully opens her eyes. 

“Are you awake yet?” she asks teasingly, and Camden grumbles lightly as she tucks her head into her chest. 

“No,” she replies, and the way she tucks herself further in to hide from the day is adorable, in Angie’s opinion. 

“Come on, Cam, I can’t make you pancakes unless you let me get up.” She laughs quietly, and Camden loosens her grip just enough for her to worm her way out of bed for the second time that morning. She had been up for some time, of course, her natural sleep schedule causing her to wake up at seven every morning.

“Five more minutes? Please?” Camden mumbles, already shifting over to steal the warm from Angie’s spot. 

“Sure, baby. Go back to bed, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

She says it as if she would ever deny Camden sleep if she didn’t absolutely have to. She was so stressed all the time, so tired—Sundays were her only real day of rest. Angie would let her sleep all day if that’s what she wanted, only waking her to bring her meals and joining her in bed when she got tired of chores and tidying. 

“Mkay. Love you,” Camden calls, and Angie returns it even as she’s heading out of the room.

She has some pancakes to make. 

#buffyathena #prompts! #gi writing? it's more likely than you think #camgeria

[ssamorganhotchner]

First off I’d like to be this emoji anon plz :) 🦋

Secondly I love the idea of like Domestic hotch and his newborn baby girl. He’d be up every time she woke up to let (y/n) sleep because in his eyes she’s done everything and then some with carrying and delivering his baby. But he’d just like gushy baby talk to her begging her to go back to sleep but she’d just stares up at him with her big eyes listening and cooing at her daddy’s voice. Meanwhile the reader’s heart is melting listening to them over the baby monitor?

Or…

How about the BAU ladies throw a baby shower for (y/n) and baby Hotchner. And Aaron was all whiny about it because he doesn’t like the idea of people feeling up his wife/gf’s bump unless it’s him or Jack and he gets super like protective keeping baby mama at arms length at all times. But she’s constantly telling him that she’s okay with it and she’d definitely say something if she wasn’t and he gets pouty about it.

Incase you can’t tell I love Dad!Hotch 😂🥰 he just seems so sweet and caring

Hi anon!! <3 yes ofc you can be 🦋(:

Domestic Hotch with a newborn gives me so much baby fever omg 😭😭❤️ and a little girl?? Ahhh! He would be so patient with her while you slept. Him rocking her back and forth by the crib and looking down at her while she looks up at him with the biggest brown eyes. She giggles and coos at him because she absolutely loves her daddy’s voice. And tbh, mom does too ❤️ it’s so soothing because she’s heard him talk to her before she was born. And when you wake up a little bit you hear him on the monitor going “come on sweet girl, go to sleep for Daddy.. shhhh I love you too. So much. And so does your momma. I don’t know what if do without you both. You and your momma (along with Jack) are my world, Angel.” And you hear her coo again because she loves it when he talks to her. And as soon as you hear him you start tearing up because you never in a million years thought you’d be this happy. As you lay back down with a smile on your face, aaron comes back to bed a few minutes later and snuggles in next to you, kisses your forehead, and you nuzzle into him and before you wake up fully he’s like “shhh sweetheart go back to sleep.. she’s fine she just needed changed,” and kisses your hair as you mumble “mkay,” and lay back into his chest❤️

Ahhhh baby Hotchner BAU baby shower!! Ahhh! He’s so protective over you and the baby even tho he knows his coworkers wouldn’t hurt you at all. And when he’s all pouty when you get home and you ask him about it when you crawl into bed he’s like “I’m just protective of my girls.. I’m sorry :(( I don’t like people touching you. But they’re your friends and I trust them. I still don’t like it :(((.” But ofc he wouldn’t ever actually keep people from touching you if you wanted them to. He’s not controlling. Just a worried dad about the people he loves most. He and Jack are the only ones that can touch you anytime they want and whenever you want them to. He just feels like people are touching his babies :((( and you’re like “oh honey, you know you’d be the first person I would tell if I didn’t like it.” And he pouts again and kisses your shoulder and is like “I know.” And looks down at your belly, laying on it and kisses it and says “daddy and Jack just loves their girls so much.” Oh boy, yes he does. And Jack is CRAZY about baby Hotchner. At the baby shower Rossi jumps up to give you and baby Hotchner a hug and Jack is like “uncle Dave, that’s my little sister! Be careful :(“

#🦋 anon #morgan answers #morgans anons #dad!hotch #my heart is so full #i love him so much #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #hotch

[sailorstarr-chan4]

40 Day Anime Challenge 2023 Edition - Day 10: Character you despise with all your heart and soul

forgive me @risingfire17-the-weeb-trash I skipped a few days due to being sick so Imma post a few in a row today mkay?

Naraku (Inuyasha)

This ...... bitch. This unbelievably ANNOYING ASSHOLE!!!! Okay okay okay. *deep inhale*

I could go on and ON about why Naraku is such a flaming asshole, but that's only the tip of the iceberg.

It's more than just the fact that LITERALLY EVERYTHING THAT GOES WRONG IN THE SERIES IS ENTIRELY HIS FAULT

It's more than the fact that:

he tore Inuyasha and Kikyo's love apart by shapeshifting as each of them and attacking the other, making them believed they were betrayed

he possessed Kohaku and made him kill his father and comrades and nearly killed his sister, Sango, AND set his horde of demons to kill off the rest of their village (and later LIED to Sango, claiming it was INUYASHA who killed them all) AND proceeded to keep Kohaku as his personal right-hand puppet and torment Sango by dangling the possibility of freeing her brother over and over and OVER

he cursed Miroku's family line with the Wind Tunnel, which will slowly kill him from the inside out the more he uses it in battle

he made Kagura kill all of Kouga's comrades (and quite literally has her heart in his hands to exert complete control over her while also being cruel enough to grant her free-will where she doesn't WANT to be under his control, JUST to lord it over her, the manipulative freak)

plus a bazillion other atrocities

Oh no. That's just standard villain shit.

No, Naraku's biggest sin is that he was written into the story TOO EARLY and TOO POWERFULLY.

Frankly, Naraku should have been terrifying. He should have been the Boss Villain of all Boss Villains. His entire motif is that of a spider, spinning his webs, and he is able to regenerate no matter how many times he's tore apart, and he can absorb demons into him and gain their powers.

In any other anime with a bit more guts, this would be a sickeningly TERRIFYING monster.

But instead..... *sigh* Naraku is just a cowardly lil bitch.

Despite his IMMENSE powers and functional immortality, he ALWAYS has force shields around him to protect himself, all the while gloating at the heroes for being unable to defeat him (and then being SHOOK when they come close to killing him).

His motive isn't even that great: he doesn't want to take over the world or some shit, he just wants to give the biggest middle finger and go "NEENER NEEENER NEEEEENER" at the heroes while destroying everything in his path. Which again, would be a funny twist in a dark humor way, or terrifying in a Joker kinda way, but he's just ANNOYING.

He is an overpowered douche-canoe who escaped death MULTIPLE times even though it'd ordinarily be IMPOSSIBLE (yes, I'm still salty that in episode 30 Kagome literally PIERCED HIS FUCKING HEART WITH HER SACRED ARROW and this bitch just KNOCKED IT ASIDE SO HE COULD ESCAPE?!)

Gods, the list is ENDLESS with this asshole!!!

That's not even touching on his whole thing with Kikyo....... long story short: Naraku was once a bandit named Onigumo, whom Kikyo found, burnt up and paralyzed. She took pity on him and secretly tried to nurse him back to health. But the whole time, homeboy was getting a raging boner for her, but couldn't jack-off or anything because, well, can't move, and his impure thoughts were SO INTENSE he literally attracted a fuckton of demons. Onigumo offered his body and soul in order to walk and jerk-off again, so he can "take" Kikyo. Well.... jokes on him, the demons who took control wanted Kikyo dead, soooooooooooo. In order to ruin InuKik's love story, he kinda sorta had to kill the girl, rather than kiss her lmao.

But then, 50 years later, Kikyo is resurrected, AND her reincarnation is running around as well, AND Inuyasha is up and kicking, so Naraku proceeds to spin his little webs and try to target the group over and over and over.....

tl;dr: Naraku is an incel who got pissy that he didn't get the girl and proceeded to make it everyone else's problem

#forgive my ramblings; most of my followers are Inuyasha fans so they already know all about this bitch lmao #Starling ramblings #40 Day Anime Challenge #Day 10 #Inuyasha #Naraku #otaku issues

[catboyrichardkarinsky]

the chip zien baker is everything the world needs to move on. society would b more advaned if men were like him. do the witch please!!!!! and i know ive already asked about him.... but would you be ok w doing jack again?

Anon we're literally getting married today (haha unintentional reference)

Mkay so the witch

Sexuality Headcanon: I'm sorry for lesbianing the female population of into the woods but like,, lesbian,, also arospec that's for sure

Gender Headcanon: i don't think she believes in gender as a concept

A ship I have with said character: her with Dot from sunday in the park. It's my response to the chipcest that is mendel x bungee. It's one of those things that started as a joke but i started to genuinely like it which is how i am about so many things

A BROTP I have with said character: I'll say Rapunzel maybe? Does it count if they're mother and daughter? I'm not even saying it's a healthy family dynamic because it's not but Rapunzel is possibly the only person she actually cares about in canon.

A NOTP I have with said character: i would hope nothing I'd call a notp has ever came to anyone's mind

A random headcanon: again with the name headcanons i names her Luna because I'm in my obsessed with the moon era. She also doesn't tell her real name to anyone. Also autism.

General Opinion over said character: one of if not the most interesting and important character of the show. Also zero shade at any of the otuer actresses who've played her but like. Bernadette Peters witch is just objectively best witch. According to me at least.

Alright Jack again

Sexuality Headcanon: I'm still leaning towards gay idk if I've said that before now i am saying it

Gender Headcanon: who knows he sure doesn't

A ship I have with said character: none

A BROTP I have with said character: everyone honestly, I've already said this he's the ultimate bro™

A NOTP I have with said character: little red i also don't need to elaborate here

A random headcanon: so we know his father left at one point. Which also back the baker my favorite cat, i love how he just became the ultimate father figure to kids without father figures even tough he himself didn't have a father figure. Sorry back to Jack (that rhymed) I wonder if he ever knew his father before he left.

General Opinion over said character: yep i still sure do love me some Jack

#anon i hope you are aware of how happy these asks make me

[meldy-arts]

Okay so when they gonna meet. 

#He'd still be so in love #Jack #13th Doctor #Thirteenth Doctor #Doctor Who #Dw #Captain Jack harkness #This isn't exactly shippy #BUT JACK LOVES HER MKAY #He's gonna give her a big ol smooch #Well he BETTER #myart #sketchyart #I love them sm #I keep trying to find better ways to draw the Doc #i LIke this one

[llamagoddessofficial]

FNAF security breach au, our favorite skeles have to protect and hide little MC until they can get her out safely.

you guys know me too well

Hit: The pizzeria security guard, searching up and down for this lost child, who is so unfortunately trapped inside after hours. Mc can’t explain why she’s so afraid of Hit but something about him terrifies her; when his crimson eyelights turn toward her and the corners of his smile lift, her instincts scream at her to run the other way. Everything about him seems fake.

But there’s nothing to be scared of! He’s an honest security guard. He’s just trying to help, promise. What could he have to hide? Her parents must be worried sick, right? come on out, sweetheart... you’re safe with me.

Sans: He’s the one Mc first runs to- in her bid to escape Hit she winds up in Sans’ room while he’s charging because he’s the least intimidating of the animatronics. She rushes inside in a blind panic, clearly close to tears, she begs Sans not to say anything and darts under a table... and running on instinct, Sans stands in front of the table to block her from view and lies to Hit when he asks about any potential sightings.

... She definitely attaches to him, since he was the first to help her. And he, instantly, becomes her stand-in dad... providing comfort and advice and encouragement whenever he believes she needs it (which is all the time). He’s going to do whatever it takes to get her out of here- to keep her safe, and sane. He doesn’t know why she doesn’t trust Hit but if she doesn’t, he doesn’t, and he’ll do his damnedest to take good care of her until 6am rolls around and there’s a safe way out.

‘Gameplay’ wise, being inside his chest cavity is the jack-of-all-trades way to move around the facility. He has a long charge and moves swiftly but he doesn’t have any special abilities to speak of.

Red: Sans is the responsible parent. The comforting one, the safe one...

... And Red is the one who gives her a laser gun.

Sans asked for his fellow animatronic’s help getting her out, and Red was more than happy to oblige (he never liked Hit anyway). He loves his lil’ gremlin and the last thing he wants is for her to be scared- he thinks that coddling her will only do half the job, she also needs to be able to feel secure in her own way. She’s gotta be able to stand her ground if they can’t intervene fast enough. If that means giving her a weapon that could seriously harm him... sure sweetie, just don’t point it in your eyes, mkay?

He’s actually a vital source of entertainment. The fact that she’s trapped and being hunted can get to Mc, and although Sans’ comforting definitely helps, Red’s jokes and stupid comments and easygoing demeanour and (successful) attempts to rile up Sans are often what actually cheers her out of her fear. What convinces her to keep trying.

Being inside his chest cavity means slightly less power, and you move a bit slower, but he has better vision than Sans and can scare away other robots with his loud voice box.

Skull: A scrapped animatronic. Once part of the main crew long ago, some glitch or malfunction lead to him being unceremoniously stripped of his exoskeleton and decommissioned, dropped alongside the other garbage into the trash-filled bowels of the pizzeria, left to mindlessly wander alongside all the other scrapped monsters that used to be the star of the show. The difference between Skull and the rest of them, though, is Skull is sentient... that same unknown malfunction has made him alive. He collects whatever exoskeleton pieces he finds in the trash, to try and look like how he once did. As you can imagine, he doesn’t look very... put together.

Anytime Mc is in the vents or sewers, or just outside of the regular pizzeria area, he’ll be listening and as nearby as he can be. He obviously took one look at her and went ‘oh! my kid’ but she has a nasty habit of running away from him- an unfortunate combination of both him looking fucking terrifying, and their first proper encounter being when he used his bare claws to tear apart an endo that was chasing her down.

He just... he just wants her to know he’s trying to help.

His chest cavity, if you dare to get in, is a tricky thing to navigate. Skull knows his body isn’t exactly the most child-friendly place and as SOON as he feels any glitches or irregularities, he’ll immediately eject Mc, unwilling to take any risks with the thing he treasures most. But... he’s the fastest of the three, the strongest, he can sprint and break down gates and walls, and has unlimited charge from years of salvaging himself under the facility. So maybe it’s worth the risk.

#llamagines #security breach au #fnaf security breach spoilers #hello and welcome to detroit become dad

[tragic-shadows]

Imagine you go to jack while having an anxiety attack but Gibbs is there too

Title: Stay?

Word Count: 555

Warnings: Panic/anxiety attack

Pairings: GibbsxReader, SloanexReader (platonic)

You take a deep breath and a gulp of water. Taking slow steps you made your way up the stairs, passing doors and doors until you came to the one you were looking for. The door was cracked open and you pushed it the rest of the way.

“Jack it’s happening again.” You looked up, tears streaming down your face. “I can’t breathe. Please..” She smiled gently and came up to meet you, you fell in her arms sobbing. “It’s so hard, just hold me, please,” you whisper, burying your head in her shoulder. She rubbed your back slowly, telling you to breathe.

“In and out, in an out,” Jack held you closer, like a mother with a newborn baby. “Whenever you’re ready you can sit down, okay?” She whispered. When you finally let go, she pulled out the seat and you sat down. Then you noticed the shadow in the corner of the room.

“Oh, gosh Gibbs!” You shoot up, clasping your hands behind your back, trying not to let him see them shake. “Sorry I didn’t realize I was interrupting, I just- you saw- you weren’t supposed to know- I’m—“

“S’okay.” He got up. “I’ll go.” He put a hand on your shoulder before clicking the door shut and you were left standing with Jack.

“Why didn’t you tell me he was in here?” and then, “I should have told him to stay.” You collapse on the couch, burying your head in your hands even as they continued to shake. “I’m such a mess!” You cry. “How could I let him see me like this?”

You feel Jack’s hands take yours and she rubs circles softly, “No you’re not. You will never be a mess. You are amazing, believe me, I’ve seen my fair share of messes and you are not one of them. And as for Gibbs? He was in here for you. He noticed. He wanted to make sure you were alright.”

“Does he know?” You ask.

“About what? About us?" At your nod she continues. "I don’t think so.”

“You won’t tell him?”

“Not unless I think you’re a danger to yourself or others.” She placed a kiss on your head. “I love ya’ kiddo. I’m not gonna let it get that far. I know how hard Afghanistan was, believe me. But you’ll be ok.”

At that you start shaking more. “Floor,” you whisper. “Please, please please. Don’t let me go. Jack-“ you look her in the eye as she helps you down to the carpet. “Jack don’t let me go, please. I can’t do this without you.”

“I know,” she whispers, pulling you down into her chest and letting you cry, “I know.”

You barely registered the door creaking open until another body sat on your other side. Looking up you saw Gibbs with a kind smile. He had tissues and a cup of something. You took it from him. “Thought maybe you’d like some tea? Jus’ know ya’ can tell me anything. Mkay?” He went to get up but you weren’t ready for him to leave. It was nice having him so close, without some case ripping him away.

You looked down at the floor, your unoccupied hand clasped in Jack’s. “Stay,” you said quietly, so quietly that he couldn’t hear.

“Hm?” He asked.

“Stay,” Jack reiterated.

“Stay.” Gibbs agreed, sitting back down, placing his hand on your knee. “As long as ya’ need.”

TAGS:

@aleck-cross

#Leroy Jethro Gibbs #leroy jethro gibbs x reader #gibbs #reader insert #ncis x reader #ncis #jack sloane #slibbs #jack sloane x reader #hurt/comfort

[harlowhockeystick]

Mkay only because fuck VS and their lack of body inclusivity… can we also get Jack watching you walk in and pose for Sports Illustrated Swimsuit fashion show. And as for “that’s my baby mama” LOVE THAT! And may I offer Urban commenting “Uh, Jack… Ya’ll don’t have kids yet” and Jack raises an eyebrow at him “Yeah, but I’m sure as fuck putting at least a couple in her tonight”

😩🤤

lets expand on this. for a good cause.

nothing turns him on more than seeing you in a hot red, one piece swimsuit. the classic. watching you stride down, your legs shiny and long as you take strides down the runway. and the pose, along with the smile, has him leaning back in his seat and watching as you walk all the way back. he mutters the nickname he calls you, only on special occasions, "that's my babymama...damn," and it gets attention from urban, as well as some other surrounding friends. urban makes the comment that the nickname is irrelevant since you have no kids together, and jack just laughs and looks back at his friend, "not yet we don't."

thirst night

#my asks #thirst night #jack harlow #j's hc #18+

[pumpkinsy0]

bc my class was doing a halloween themed kahoot and im bouncing up n down bc of it here r some hcs and thoughts basically bc u already KNOW i love halloween and the outsiders so combining them???my imaginary safe place<333

•tim dressing up as candyman just bc curly and angela teased him into it>>>>

•pony watched the blair witch project w curly at some point, and curly the ASSHOLE kept leaving those lil sticks toed by string everywhere in the neighborhood

•for his ghostface costume, curly had to cut this old telephone from the cord

•curly playing the toccata and fugue in D minor in the local music store >>>>>>

•curly loves terrorizing angela and pony by leaving pictures of nosferatu in dark ass places

•they fucking SHRIEK and either darry or tim comes running in and next thing u know curlys getting chewed out

•OHOHOH OK so the curtis bros would have kind if matching halloween outfits, like they all have a costume under the same theme, like darry would b frankensteins monster, sodas a zombie, and ponys a ghost, that typa thing

•darry heard pony liked michael myers so for one halloween he dressed as michael myers

•same thing for soda and jason voorhees, when they were a bit younger

•oh for the curtis halloween costume thing, the shepards do something like it sometimes too, like curly and tim r demons and angela is like half angel half demon

•the shepard gang puts the trick in trick or treat while the curtis gang puts the treat part

•the curtis’ carving pumpkins together is just so cute im sorry

•theres always this big party at the shepards house for halloween

•curly and angelas been counting down on a calendar the days until halloween goddamn it its their time to shine

•darrys the one handing out the candy to trick or treaters, pony IS a trick or treater and sodas out partying

•two bit has a bunch of drinking games he plays

•in the late hours of halloween the gang (mostly pony) binge watches iconic scary movies

•one halloween curly dressed as jack skellington (makeup thanks too angela) and pony looked a lot like sally (like it wasnt her, he was trying to b like frankensteins monster, but he just resembled her more) and everyone kept asking them if they were matching costumes but nope💀

•the shepards parents see halloween as a devil worshipping celebration (a lot of Caribbean ppl see it as that, dont look at me) and so curly, angela, and tim have to hide everything halloween related or else their gonna b this whole thing

•honestly dallys that type of nigga to get in a fight hours before halloween then when he rolls up to the curtis door and teo bit opens the door and ask where his costume is (bc two bit loves halloween) dally gies, bruises n blood all over him, dirty as hell “this is my costume

•okok but if it wasnt for soda and pony liking halloween, darry would just wear a plain black tee shirt that says “this is my costume”

•angela dressed as tiffany valentine from chucky>>>>

MKAY thats all for now but i have a bunch later, and purly art and hcs shall resume in a minute🤺

#ponyboy curtis #curly shepard #purly #tim shepard #angela shepard #darry curtis #sodapop curtis #two bit mathews #dallas winston #the outsiders hcs #the outsiders headcanons #happy halloween

[libraryofloveletters]

Amnesia

Spencer Reid x Reader 

Warnings: Fem!reader, cheesy love letters, crying, break ups, mentions of blood and injuries 

Category: Angst 

Word Count: 3.3k

Author’s Note: mkay, I didn't use the whole song. It flips back and forth between the reader and Spencer’s pov, flashbacks of their relationship are in italics!

Song: Amnesia 

----

I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted

I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted

Aaron placed a paper on your desk. You glanced up at him as he gave your shoulder a small squeeze. Spencer’s eyes were on you and you could feel it. You weren't ready to tell them that you were transferring. 

Working with Spencer after the breakup was hard. 

You did what you believed was best for the team. You stood up and walked out to take a phone call, leaving everything where it was, figuring that you’ll pack up after everyone leaves. 

Spencer watches Penelope walk to your desk, her eyes scanning the paper on your desk. “It’s.. oh my god” she says, Derek looks over at her “what is it mama?” 

“Transfer papers. Y/n’s leaving the BAU”

Everyone’s eyes were on you as you walked back into the bullpen, everyone but Spencer. Penelope sat at your desk, the paper in her hand. “You’re really leaving ?” she had a small pout on her face, you nodded. “Oh baby” she pulled you into a hug, soon enough everyone came over.  

Everyone knew why you were transferring, it didn't need to be said. Spencer was on the team first, it was only fair that if one of you were going to leave then it would be you. 

“Come and visit all the time” JJ said as she and Emily hugged you, Emily nodding in agreement. 

“I’m gonna miss you mama” Derek gave you a good solid squeeze, “gonna miss you too, D” 

In typical Rossi fashion, you were greeted by two kisses on the cheek. “Don’t be a stranger kid” you smiled at him. 

Penelope hugged you once more, “promise you’ll come and see me all the time. Oh! and we’ll still have our weekly lunch and gossip” you laughed, “of course Penny, I wouldn't miss it for the world” 

Even Aaron seemed sad by your departure, “take care of yourself y/n” “you too Aaron” he gave you a small hug. 

Finally, Spencer stood up and made his way over. He gave you a quick and semi awkward hug before wishing you good luck. 

JJ, Penelope and Emily helped you pack up your desk and made you promise once more that you’ll come visit them. You glanced over at Spencer on your way to the elevator, his head was down in his book, his finger trailed across the page as he read. Once again, JJ, Emily and Penelope pulled you into a group hug before letting you get in the elevator. You smiled at them as the doors shut. 

The thought of your hug with Spencer replayed in your head. 

And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine

Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?

When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

7 months have passed since you last set foot in the BAU. You had been keeping up with the team outside of work. You had seen the girls for drinks one night, popped into Rossi’s for dinner, went over to help Derek with his latest house project and visited Aaron at one of Jack’s games. Only person you hadn’t seen was Spencer. 

At one of your girl’s nights, you met a guy named Jacob. The two of you hit it off and exchanged phone numbers, which led to a date which ended in you and Jacob starting a relationship. 

You had kept the girls in the loop about your budding romance with Jacob, but only the good parts. They didn't know about the fights and the sleepless nights. 

You were currently have one of those sleepless nights. Tumbling through your boxes of stuff from your apartment with Spencer, you came across a stack of letters. 

You opened one of them and began reading,

“To my darling y/n, 

This week has been tough. I wasn’t sure how to help you physically but I decided to help you the way I know how too, through words. Just a little reminder to make you feel better, hopefully. It was 2 years ago tonight that I asked you to be mine and you told me you loved me. You changed my life that evening, leading us on a journey that would bring us so much joy. 

Every time I look at you, my love for you grows deeper, a degree of love I didn't know I possessed. Whenever something good happens, you’re the first person I want to tell and when something bad happens, I know I can count on you to take me in your arms and tell me that everything will be okay. I can only hope that I'm that person for you because I want to be, because I'm here for you and I always will be. 

I’m the luckiest man in the world because I can say with all of my heart, that I'm in love with my best friend. I know that I can't give you the world, but I promise to hold on to you forever, there is nothing that would give me greater joy than seeing you happy. 

Your love is everything to me.

There’s not another in the world that can hold a candle to you, my love, as you are my one and only. I love you more than even the most heartfelt words can express. 

Yours always, 

Spencer. R” 

The tears rolled off your face and onto the paper. Spencer had always had a way of telling you exactly what you needed to hear, even if you weren't with him. 

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

Y/n and her boyfriend sat at Rossi’s dinner table with the rest of the team. He had invited her to the team dinner because they all missed her, even Spencer, although he would never admit that. 

Spencer knew she was coming, he just didn’t expect her to bring her new boyfriend. It felt wrong for her to do that because he would never bring another girl to a team dinner. 

There would never be another girl for him. 

They sat there laughing along with everyone as Derek told his story. His hand was on her shoulder and her smile was still as beautiful as it had always been. Spencer couldn’t keep his eyes off of her, she had captured his attention once again. 

“Pretty boy” Derek called out to him, breaking Spencer’s gaze away from her. 

“What is it ?” 

“Did you hear what I said ?” 

“Fran took your sister to the doctors only to find out that it was a hickey and not a burn mark. I heard you Derek” 

Y/n’s eyes were on Spencer as he spoke. Spencer glanced over at her, their eyes meeting. It felt like forever before either of them looked away. She gave him a small smile before shifting slightly which caused her boyfriend’s hand to fall off her shoulder. 

A glimmer of hope flashed through Spencer’s body. Her boyfriend’s hand falling off your shoulder, maybe it was intentional, maybe she was trying to tell him that she wanted Spencer and not him. 

Or maybe it was all in his head, he was reading too much into it. 

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

The two of you stood in your bedroom screaming at each other. 

“How am I supposed to know what you’re thinking Spencer ? I can't read your friggin’ mind!” 

“Maybe if you paid attention to someone other than yourself, you’d know how I felt!” 

You scoffed and shook your head, you could not believe him right now. “What? you know it’s true y/n” he uttered, taking a seat on the bed

“I can’t believe you. Out of all the people in the world, you call me self centred ?” 

“I didn’t say tha-” 

“No, but you did. If only I paid attention to someone other than myself right ?”  

He rolled his eyes, he was acting like a child and he knew that. The last few weeks you’ve been wrapped up in work and honestly, yes, you had been a little distant but you were going to tell him why tonight. Since he wanted to act like a child and argue with you, why not give him what he wants? Since you never pay attention right? 

“I try my best to be there for you Spencer, I always do and you know that. You told me I coddle you too much, so I gave you your space. When you were worried about your mom, I sat up with you all night and helped you come up with ways to help her. When you were in the hospital, I sat by your bed day and night. Whenever you needed me, I was there for you. I dropped everything for you. So don’t you even dare to pull that I only focus on myself shit with me.” 

He was quiet, you stood in front of him. His arms reached out for you but you stepped away. 

“I don’t think you love me anymore y/n” Spencer whispered. 

“What?” you were in shock. 

“We haven't been okay for the last few weeks. This isn’t working, we barely talk and we see each other everyday, all day.” 

“Spence, I know I've been busy with work but I-” he cut you off 

“y/n, please. don’t.” He looked up at you with a sadness in his eyes. The tears threatened to fall but you held your ground. You couldn't let him see you fall apart, you wouldn't. 

“That’s it then ?” you looked at him, your face expressionless. “3 years for nothing?” 

“I’m sorry” 

“You’re not.” You picked up your go bag from the corner of the closet. “I’ll be back for my stuff another day” 

The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone

I'll admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel alone

And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around

It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on

Spencer was moving out today. He couldn’t stay in a house full of memories.

Memories of her.

Derek had come over to help him pack up the last of his stuff. Spencer emptied his clothing into a suitcase, just throwing everything from the drawers into the suitcase. 

A picture had fallen onto the pile of clothes, it laid face down. It must have been buried between the clothes. Spencer picked it up, flipping it over. A smile creeped onto his face, it was one of those 4 frame pictures from a photo booth. You had managed to convince him to take one with you on your first official date as a couple. 

He sat on the bed, his finger brushing over the picture. The memories of that day coming back to him like it was yesterday. 

“Spence pleaseee” you begged him. 

“Y/n, do you know how many germs those photo booths have?” He gave her a stern look. 

“I promise to let you shower with bleach or lysol. Whatever will get the germs off” you laughed, he shook his head with a smile on his face. 

“Just this once” you grabbed his hand. He nodded, “just this once” 

The first picture was of the two of you laughing, your hand rested on his cheek. The second picture, you were in the same position, the two of you were smiling at each other and his hand rested on yours. The third picture, your foreheads were against each others and the final picture was of the 2 of you kissing. A tear rolled down his face, how could he have let you go like that? It hurt him just to think of you, let alone of how he let you go. 

“Pretty bo- what’s wrong?” Derek walked into the room, taking a seat beside him on the bed. Derek looks down at his hand to see the picture. Spencer looks at him, face covered in tears. Spencer opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out, instead he falls into Derek’s arms. 

“Shh, it’s okay. let it out man, you’ll be okay”

“Why did I let her go?” Spencer mumbled into his shoulder 

“What do you mean ?” 

“I just let her leave. I should have tried harder” 

“Spencer, she’s happy. Don’t beat yourself up okay ? You’ll be happy again too. I know you will” 

It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long

It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

“Oh my sweet Derek!” Penelope’s heels clicked as she made her way into the bullpen. 

Derek spun his chair around at the sound of her voice, “hey mama. What’s going on?” he got up and gave her his chair. She sat down and Derek leaned against the edge of his desk, she grabbed his hand. 

“You’ll never guess who came to visit me today!”

“Who was it babygirl?” 

“y/n! and she bought my favourite cold brew for me, oh man I miss her” Penelope let out a big breath between leaning back in Derek’s chair. Derek chuckled, “how is she?” 

Spencer’s head perked up when Penelope said your name. He couldn’t help but wander over to Derek’s desk. “She’s good, her and Jacob ended things but she’s happy.” Penelope smiled at Derek. 

“Hey Spence” Penelope smiled at him, he gave her a tight lipped smile. “Just needed to borrow this stapler” he picked up the first thing he saw which was the stapler. 

“You have one on your desk pretty boy” Derek chuckled, “yeah. mines broken” 

The truth was that Spencer just wanted to know how she was. He was glad to hear that she ended things with her boyfriend, maybe he could talk to her and fix things. There was that glimmer of hope again. 

He knew it was foolish to think that they could go back to what they had, or to even be friends but he truly hoped that she would come back to him. 

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

Spencer sat at his desk when the door unlocked. You stepped in and sighed, “hey” Spencer looked up at you from his book. 

“Oh sorry, I didn't realize you’d be home. I figured you were still at the office” you mumbled, shutting the door. 

“It’s fine. You're here for your stuff?” he asked, watching as you place your keys beside his. You nodded, “everything is still where it’s always been” he said before turning his attention to his book. You headed into the bedroom to pack up the rest of the clothes you had left. 

You bumped into the bedside table knocking over the picture frame that was on it. “Shit” you bent down to pick up the pieces but you cut your finger on a piece of glass. Spencer walked into the bedroom after he heard the frame fall. 

“Y/n, are you okay ?” he helped you up, leading you to the bathroom. 

“I’m fine, I just cut my finger in the frame” you ran some water over your hand. You watched as the blood washed down the drain, not waiting to make eye contact with Spencer. “Let me get you a bandaid” he bent down to get one from the drawer, his head brushing against your leg. 

“I’m fine” you walked out of the bathroom, his hand grabbed yours. He wrapped the bandage around your finger and you let him. “Thanks” you mumbled before stuffing the rest of your clothes into the suitcase. He walked with you to the front door. 

“Thanks for letting me come get my stuff” 

“You don’t need to thank me y/n” 

You went to unlock the door when you felt Spencer’s hand on yours. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Spencer asked you quietly, you shook your head and let out a shaky breath. “Spencer... don’t do this. please” 

“I can't let you go” 

“it’s over, okay? you can't stop me from leaving” 

“y/n I love you” he whispered, looking at you. 

“I love you too Spencer, but what’s done is done” 

Spencer stood there, the two of you looking at each other. His back against the door and your hand on the knob. You felt the tear roll down your cheek, you watched his hand reach up to wipe it away. Spencer’s hand rested on your cheek, his thumb rubbing softly against your face. 

Right then and there, you wanted nothing more than to be in his arms again but you know you had to hold yourself together. 

“Move, please” you looked at him, pushing his hand away from your face. 

A small okay left his lips before he stepped away from the door. 

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

If today I woke up with you right beside me

Like all of this was just some twisted dream

I'd hold you closer than I ever did before

And you'd never slip away

“Good morning sleepy head” you smiled at him from the door. 

Spencer sat up and smiled at you. “Morning” you made your way over the bed with a cup of coffee for him. You set the mug on the bedside table before hopping back into bed with him. 

Spencer lays back down making himself comfortable against your chest. “How’d you sleep sweets?” you asked him as you ran your fingers through his curls. 

“I slept okay” he flipped over and onto his stomach. He rested his cheek on your stomach while looking up at you. 

The sun shined through the cracks in the curtains. The light glistened across your bare skin, accentuating your beauty. 

“Angel” Spencer mumbled smiling up at you. 

Your thumb rubbed softly against his cheek, “hm?” you smiled at him. 

“You look like an angel” his words causing you to blush. 

Tell me this is just a dream

'Cause I'm really not fine at all

Spencer's alarm goes off. 

6am. 

He rolled over to find an empty bed. Being back in your arms, you looking like an angel from the heavens was all a dream. 

You were actually gone. 

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19th April, Plant Day!

I cannot tell you how tempted I was to write abt fungi but I didn’t want @brutal-nemesis to kill me :) so I can safely say that there is no fungi do not worry :D

Cw: plant whump / ‘stabbing’ sort of / deep cuts / caretaking after / fluff / angst / my gaey boys not having a good time tbh / Alicia being a bitch as usual /

Asher wasn’t happy. He was in Alicia’s house and Jack was right at her feet, kneeling. She raked her hands through his hair. Aaher looked at her in disgust from where he knelt, far away from them both. Why did Rodger have to leave him with this bitch? He would have prefered anyone, anyone over her. Jesus, he’d rather stick a fork in his own fucking eye than be here.

“Anyways,” Alicia sighed, “I want to go to the garden centre to revamp this house and whatnot and the two of you can come if you behave, Asher, I’m looking straight at you. Think of all the fun you could have if you don't throw a fucking tantrum, huh? I’ll even let you two go off for a bit if you're good. But keep in mind, I throw knives like a fucking champ so if one of you decides to try and run, you’ll get a knife in your fucking neck, understood?”

The garden centre was huge, Asher’s eyes lit up as he saw the building. And then there were people, normal people, not sick psychos! Couples, families, you name it! A sudden yank ripped Asher from his thoughts as Alicia pulled back on his top. He stumbled back and Alicia spoke in his ear, “Listen up big boy, you make one single sound to any other people and I will fucking kill you, got it?” Asher quickly nodded, scared to speak.

She forced a smile, “Good, now, let’s not waste any time!” The three walked into the centre, Asher standing in between the pair as he was least trusted. Alicia had her handbag rested against her forearm as she strode in.

There were plants everywhere. Some crawled up the wall, some hung from the ceiling and some were neatly potted and shelved. Asher, completely lost in his thoughts, didn't realise how fast he was walking until Alicia yanked him back, “What the fuck did I just tell you?!” Asher lowered his head, “Sorry.”

Both Jack and Asher followed Alicia obediently as she strolled around the store. Eventually, she had had enough. “Alright, alright! You're starting to piss me off! Just- just- ugh, just go -and stick together. But I swear that if either one of you tries something funny, I will slit both of your throats. Asher looked to Jack who smiled at him. He followed him to the outside area as they held hands in front of them so Alicia couldn't see.

Jack pulled Asher into a corner that was hidden by trees and kissed him gently, wrapping his arms around his waist. Asher chuckled, “Nothing funny, huh?” Jack smiled, “Fine, we can just stop you know, look at these… trees?” Asher chortled, snorting slightly at the end. He traced his hand against Jack’s cheek and jaw, rubbing it slightly, feeling the short stubble.

He brought Jack’s face closer and pecked him on the nose. Jack brought Asher’s hips closer, they kissed again as Jack raked his hands through Asher’s hazelnut hair. “What. the. Fuck?” They both pulled away with a jolt.

Alicia stood there, gobsmacked, “I-you.” She couldn’t form any other words than, “What the fuck.” Asher couldn’t breathe, “Pl-please don’t tell Rodger!! Please!!” That’s when Alicia smiled and chuckled, looking at Jack, “So you’re into Asher, huh? You like the ‘bad boys’?” Jack gulped, blinking fast, “Alicia, please! I-”

Alicia slapped him hard across the face, “I asked you a fucking question!” Jack whimpered. Asher looked in shock, finding himself frozen in shock. “Yes! Okay! I love him, I mean, what is there not to love about him? He’s perfect! He’s brave and he’s handsome. He’s there for me when I need him and he makes me happy every fucking day!”

Asher felt his cheeks flush a deep red. Alicia looked at him blankly, “How sweet. But you know this is simply just not allowed.” The two boys gulped. “Alicia plea-”

“Shut up!!” Asher flinched as she took a step towards him, caressing her sharp nails scraping against his cheek, “Now, now Asher, you know he’s way out of your league!” She cackled, “I mean, what’s the fucking age gap?” Asher clenched his jaw. Her thumb’s nail slightly pressing into his cheek as he let out a yelp.

“Alicia,” Jack raised his voice. Alicia turned to him, nails still digging into Asher’s skin. “Please, he didn’t-”

“You know what?” Alicia sneered, “I don’t think you understand. You are mine and Asher is Rodger’s. You are not permitted to even touch him.” Her grip tightened as blood now ran from Asher’s cut.

“I know, I know, Alicia, please, don’t do this, it was all my fault! I started this! He still doesn’t understand the rules!” Alicia sighed, yanking her hand away, making the cut bigger. “No, he doesn’t, but he will.”

Asher had no clue what she meant until an hour later when he was tied to a chair in Alicia’s kitchen. Alicia circled him, shopping bag in hand. “Have you ever heard of a honey locust?” Asher just glared at her in response, dried blood stuck to his cheek form earlier. “No?” She hummed, taking out what looked like branches of a tree. “Hmmm, well, I was going to give these to Rodger to use them on you, but I guess I can just get more and use these bad boys now!!”

Jack pulled at his cuffs which kept his hands right at the fridge’s handle, “Alicia I-“

“SHUT UP!!!!” Both boys flinched at how loud Alicia was. “Stop sticking up for your bitch all the time! You are mine and he is Rodger’s. And the bast way for you to understand things is to hurt people that you love.”

And with that, she got a thorn and quickly moved it down Asher’s collarbone, leaving a dark red line which blood fell from. Asher let out a howl of pain. His restraints left him unable to double over and protect himself.

Alicia snickered, “Oof, that’s a deep one. Oops?” She did the same thing on the exact another side. This continued until deep gashes covered his abdomen.

When she got bored, she picked up the thorns one by one, piling them into her hand. She dropped the branch and grinned at Jack. She approached a trembling Asher and traced one of the sharp thorns all across and down Asher’s arm, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

Without warning, she quickly stabbed a thorn straight into his arm. He yelled, he couldn’t take all of this pain. “P-please, no more! I- AGH!” He was interrupted when she poked another one right under the previous thorn. He felt his vision starting to blur.

Alicia, noticing he was starting to blackout, decided it was enough, for now. “Oh what now? No ‘smart comments’? You see, after a while, I do start to miss them. Its quite satisfying to be honest! You know, Rodger being unable to control his mutt while Jack just sits right at my side like a good bitch.”

Asher saw Jack flinch through his blurred vision. Jack had never heard Alicia call him that. It was always Rodger who did, never Alicia. Did she prefer Asher? No, no, she couldn’t! She loved Jack… right? He looked to the two, Alicia was running a hand through Asher’s hair with a smile as the other’s head lolled to the side as he slowly drifted out of it.

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Jack was allowed to clean Asher’s wounds. He had a tweezers and was trying to pluck the thorns out from Asher’s delicate skin. Asher let out painful moans as he rocked back and forward. Jack blinked away his tears, “Ash- Asher please, I need you to stay still.” Asher did but once the tweezers were back on the last thorn, he flinched. Jack rolled his eyes, “ASHER! I NEED YOU TO FUCKING-” He froze the minute Asher’ tear-stained face and puffy eyes turned to him. He looked as if he was about to absolutely ball crying.

“Asher, oh my god, Asher, I am so sorry!” Asher blinked and the tears followed. They streamed down his cheeks as his chest rose and fell fast. He whimpered and bit his lip to stop himself from sobbing. “Asher, please I- I didn’t mean to! I’m so sorry!!”

Asher sniffed and blinked rapidly, “ ‘s alright, y-you didnt m-mean to.” Jack’s heart felt heavy but he had to keep cleaning the wounds before Alicia would come in and make some snarky comments. “This is going to sting- wait, I might have some pain killer I can give you, mkay?”

Asher nodded weakly. “Alright, give me a second.” He got up out of the empty bath they sat in and walked to the bathroom cabinet. He scanned through the shelves and his eyes landed on one of the orange containers.

He opened it up and poured two pills into his palm. He then got a glass and filled it with water, knowing the water from the bathroom probably wasn’t the best but it was better to get rid of all of the pain Asher was in already.

He handed Asher the pills and glass. Asher looked at him, waiting for a nod of approval before putting the pills in his mouth and washing them down with the water. “Th-thank you” His voice was hoarse. Jack wiped tears of his own and sat back behind Asher.

Asher’s flinches were less violent. Jack smiled, knowing that his love was in less pain. No- no, not his. Rodger’s. The heaviness settled in his heart once more. Surely there was some way of keeping Asher. Keeping? What the hell was wrong with him?! Maybe he didn’t deserve Asher. Maybe it was for the best.

He looked down as he felt Asher’s back press against him. He was asleep. His adorable face looked so peaceful. His eyes were closed and he wasn’t in pain. His angry face was relaxed and the usual crease in his eyebrows was gone.

Jack gently traced his cheek with his finger. His scar had been reopened and looked painful. After a few moments of peace, Alicia burst through the door, “Jesus fucking Christ, you cant keep your hands off him, can you? After what he went through because of you!” Jack’s head snapped up to her, “Alicia, please, let him sleep, he never sleeps! Please, I’ll do anything!” Alicia fake smiled at him for a moment before shoving her arms under Asher’s arms and dragging him out of the bathtub. Asher let out a yell of shock as he was brought out of his sweet peaceful dreams back to this phscho bitch.

“Alicia, leave him, alone, please!” Alicia just giggled in excitement, “No way, this is a fun thing to play with. You two think you're so in love. But none of you knows what love is!” Asher hung his head in shame and embarrassment. Jack noticed, he knew that Asher had absolutely no memories of his childhood, he didn't know what love was. Jack felt terrible.

Alicia looked between the pair with a shit-eating grin, “Well, you guys must be tired! Asher, you can sleep on the floor in the kitchen. Jack, you're sleeping in with me!” Jack knew better than to refuse. Asher was dragged out of the room and Jack was left sitting in the bathtub, waiting for Alicia to come and show him who he really belonged to.

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