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thebadascetic · 3 months

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Mid-Lent Reflections

So I'm hoping that today's post will be a little bit different. I've been thinking a lot about this blog and I realised that I've been treating it like an obligation rather than a voluntary personal project.

Since I began converting to Catholicism, things have become rather complication for me. I'm changing as a person and feel very disconnected from my friends, who are all secular, as a result. Additionally, I haven't had a great deal of success in making Catholic friends just yet so I honestly feel quite lonely. During these times, I'm so grateful to God for my lovely fiance who has been the pinnacle of support during this struggle. So this blog gives me an opportunity to talk about those things that I'd like to talk about with friends and potentially connect with people online.

I'd like to try and be a bit more personal and engaging with these posts but I believe that is something I'll find with time. For now, I'll share what I can with you.

Well, right now I'm sick. Nothing serious, I just have a stuffy nose and am very fatigued. I've had to cancel some appointments and interviews and haven't been very productive these past couple of days as a result, which is completely understandable. What's less understandable, though, is that I've honestly been really letting myself down with my Lenten fasts. I haven't been consistent with them at all and the only one I can say that I haven't broken is my fast from meat. I've been on social media almost non-stop and it's been awful. I usually have a block on my phone that keeps me out of most apps from 8pm-9am but I haven't been using it lately. I've been so unproductive for weeks now and have done little to no cleaning around the apartment. It's getting pretty bad here and I'm disappointed in myself. I was hoping to get back onto things this week but of course, now I'm sick. My prayer life has been almost nonexistent. I'm not going to continue, it's not helpful for me to engage in excessive negative self-talk and I should be directing my focus towards improvement, not despondency.

On a more positive note, my early childcare traineeship interviews went incredibly well! So well, in fact, that I was offered the traineeship on the spot during my first interview! I have the contract with me, that I will be signing and returning tomorrow (assuming I'm not still sick) and I'll be starting the job two weeks from today! I've already handed in my letter of resignation to my current job and am looking forward to this new chapter of my life.

I also went to Great Vespers on Saturday night with my lovely fiance. We've just passed the Veneration of the Holy Cross so I have included photos of the Cross from St. Andrew's after Great Vespers on Saturday and St. Volodymyr's after Divine Liturgy on Sunday. This was only my second time attending Great Vespers. I sat near the choir and did my best to participate. Hopefully if I work hard enough, I might be able to join the choir one day.

Lastly, yesterday I spent the day resting and watching movies and anime with my fiance. We watched the first episode of part six of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. So far, I'm not loving it. This is the first part with a female main character and it shows. I don't appreciate how overly sexualised Jolyne is immediately. I'll keep watching it at some point but right now, I'm not super interested. I just watched Chicago for the first time and watching another piece of media about women in prison (even if they aren't there for long) is not capturing my interest. My fiance showed me an episode of an old anime he used to like so I showed him an episode of Ouran High School Host Club, which I watched back in year 7, and he liked it so much we watched a second episode! We also watched Mad Max: Fury Road together. Later on, we watched Josie and the Pussycats, which he highly enjoyed and I would highly recommend.

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ksyongi · 2 years

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Can i request a sudden and fluffy star-gazing trip with mingyu to make you relax from all tge stress you have been through lately?

pairing: mingyu x gn!reader

warnings: comfort, fluff, lowercase post

word count: 600

tags: @dinosbestie @odetoyeonjun

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note: please do not copy my works!! reblogs and likes are appreciated!

"hey baby, how are you doing?" mingyu's voice chirps through your phone, but there was tiredness evident in his voice. "hey gyu, i'm doing alright, work is just a bit hard right now but i'll be okay," "i'm on the way home alright princess? i better not see you in front of that computer when i walk through the door." you sigh, a sign of your exhaustion showing. you hang up after hearing he's round the corner.

“i thought i said i don't want to see you in front of that?" your eyes don't move as you see his figure at the door. "i just have to finish this, i'll be done soon." mingyu shuts the door behind him, "you have been in that position from 9am in the morning until now. its already 8pm, baby i’m worried for you...” he places his hands on your shoulders as you relax in his touch. he starts massaging all the stiffness away, whilst you continue typing away.

when you finish your work, it’s already 9pm “ugh finally” you groan stretching your limbs before jumping onto mingyu. the comfort gets interrupted when a buzz from your phone signaled a text from your boss. ‘can you check the calculations on my work? i’m too tired and i need it by tomorrow evening,’ you sigh and turn back to mingyu, “sorry, i’ll have to do that, i’ll make up for the lost time soon...” “no don’t you dare turn on that screen again. come, i want to bring you somewhere,” mingyu grabs your hands and drags you out of the door, to your car. from being surrounded by cities, you were now surrounded with trees. the car comes to a stop. you alight as mingyu opens the boot of the car, brining out some pillows and fairy lights. he sets it up like a nice tent. “this is just...beautiful...” you mutter to yourself, about both the scenery and mingyu’s small and impromptu set up.

“thought i wanted to show this place to you, sometimes i come here with wonwoo-hyung when life gets a bit too hard,” “thank you, for bringing me here and for all of this, what did i do to deserve you?” you place yourself between his legs and lean back to his touch looking at the stars above, observing their shapes and sizes. silence surrounds the both of you as you let a tear roll down your cheek. mingyu does not say anything and lets you let your emotions unfold as he hears you sniffle. “you know...work has been too hard, i’m only human and they expect me to do so so much...” you do not move from your position, letting the tears dry on your face. mingyu finally speaks up “i’ve been there but i don’t think you would want to hear that right now, so all i have to say is that i am here for you. i love your perseverance, your drive and resilience. do not ever bottle up these feelings, let them all out. i will and always be here for you no matter what, at all costs.” you let out a chuckle, feeling slightly better. “thank you again, i could not ask for more,” you turn yourself to him, placing a long-lasting kiss on his cheek before turning back, intertwining both your hands watching the stars above. mingyu decides to ruin the moment saying “i love you to the moon and back, get it? eheheeh” you dramatically face palm and shake your head.he really was your light in the darkness, brighter than anything else could be,,

#caratwritersclub #seventeenweeklyarticle #seventeen fluff #seventeen #mingyu fluff #svt mingyu #seventeen mingyu #mingyu seventeen #mingyu x reader #kim mingyu #mingyu #mingyu imagines #requested #anonymous #anon #kat's anons #<3

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y4wnjunz · 1 year

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chapter 1

warnings: cursing, overthinking, nothing really just a good intro for y/n’s life.

word count: ?? i lost count sorry!

today is the day we'll finally be sizing our suits in preparation to go home, or well.. earth as majority of the population calls it. we're currently over the pacific ocean, which i assume it is as it's just a big vast of blue.

my cousin, mark, he says when i get acclimated to the gravity on earth, i'll get to experience real public school, not the school i've been stuck with for the past couple of years.

i wonder what it's like having friends. and boyfriends. or even girlfriends. and sleeping on a plush mattress without straps holding you down. or the smell of grass and not burning plastic, which space smells like.

here in the station we grow plants to help produce o2 or well, oxygen. what's it like on earth, where the wind blows in your hair and helps you cool off in the summer heat.

mark calls summer time, the devil's asshole.. whatever that means.

living in the station and only being around jay, yuna and our unofficial/ official babysitter, officer kim or soojin as we call her; it's hard, because i have no idea these slang words mark says during our video chats.

i've met some of mark friends, heeseung is quiet and jake reminds me of the golden retrievers that i've seen on movies. loud. energetic. and a partier.

they tell me all the stories of their weekly frat parties, every saturday at 8pm they all get plastered and puke their guts out the very next morning. sounds like a pain in my opinion.

they say it's fun until they have to get up for their 9am lecture on monday.

the thought of actually meeting someone other than the people i grew up with scares me. what if i have the permanent smell of burning plastic, or what if i actually never meet these people because my immune system is compromised from living in this floating tin can.

a worrisome expression makes its way into my eyebrows. making jay look at me from his treadmill. he takes his sweatband off; you know to prevent sweat from messing up the computers or getting into someone's eye. not good, happened once and we all got a whole new asshole from the captain on the ground. "hey y/n.. you okay?" jay asks floating next to me.

"yeah, just worried i guess," i look at him and he's nodding his head in agreement.

"i understand y/n. i'm scared shitless for the mission. can you believe we'll be down there in a month?? that's insane. all we've ever known is this!" jay says.

"we got this," i grab his hand and give it a firm hold. he squeezes it back in agreement.

i worry about everything as you can tell. from the possible reaction our bodies could have from radiation to what tomorrow will bring. i have a personal therapist that works for nasa, she's pretty cool. she says i'm one of the first people to be born in space, which that's a given. thanks linda. btw linda isn't her name, she just allows me to call her that since her real name is extremely hard to pronounce.

i torpedo back to my room, which is quite small. a little window with a bed and a tiny bathroom which is quite funny since our bathroom consists of tubes, and bags to store our- well you know.. hopefully.

i grab my book that's strapped down to my bed and read. it's quite fun floating around and getting to just read in the air. something mark, heeseung and jake are all jealous of. maybe one day they'll get to experience this. who knows, after-all jay, yuna and i's parents are astronauts so we got first dibs when our mothers were pregnant.

"hey y/n, we're doing a death sim, so come join us in the bridge please!" soojin says over the intercom. i sigh and place my book back under the bed strap and torpedo back out the door into the bridge.

jay, yuna and soojin are already there with their hands on the railing by the command desk. we can't exactly sit in space so we awkwardly float there with our hair going everwhere. jay blows yuna's hair out of his mouth and almost immediately start arguing.

beep

the control panel indicates that we can be seen by the commander. he's actually the guy who gives orders and is the one who started us as lab rats when he found out two of his astronauts was two months pregnant. i'm honestly surprised we all survived the three-hour trip to the station.

"glad to see everyone is getting along, jay. yuna. and hello soojin and y/n! how's everyone feeling?" commander park says with an eye smile. commander park is actually jay and yuna's great uncle, he's about 60 years old, pretty cool, but i can't help but to despise him for putting us in space.

there were mixed responses from everyone; good. soojin sleepy. yuna i'm bored. jay

and me.. idk how i'm feeling right now, so i stick with the good ole response.

"i'm good, how are you commander park?" i say trying to get this death sim started and over with.

after an hour or two, i lost count, the death sim was over with and we were able to go back to our living quarters to prepare for the next day.

we're so close to going to earth and i'm feeling it in my chest.

#kpop #enhypen #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #sunghoon x reader #jake x reader #sunoo #jungwon #niki #nishimura riki #txt #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #huening kai x reader #kpop fic #enhypen fanfic #txt fanfic

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now-we-say-c0ral · 1 year

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May 17, 2023

Initially woke up at 5:30am to Ed's alarm. I was so sleepy that I wasn't half-asleep anymore. When he'd wake up I'd be half-asleep until he'd give me a kiss and go but today I was so tired I don't even know why. I woke up again 10 minutes to 9am and did my Wordle. Called my family in the Philippines for a bit and went down to eat some breakfast. I had the leftover pancit guisado Ed made me and Nico asked me to help him finish the pochero that Romney prepared for him the other day. It was so delicious and I was so full.

I had a cup of decaf coffee after brunch and headed upstairs to read some work emails. I'll be starting my new job next week Monday and I was having a read through my induction program and when I read that my home speciality was going to be Orthopaedic and Spine Surgery, I kind of went lifeless. I've been avoiding, like actively avoiding orthopaedics in my stay in DSU-Kingston and now they're officially putting me in orthopaedics. Oh well, I have to just love it. I have no choice this time. I love the fact that they tailored the induction program to my requested day offs. They're very considerate. I'm excited to meet my new colleagues, learn more procedures, and meet new friends along the way in GOSH.

After doing some admin stuff, I watched some VGC videos and kind of felt sleepy. I took a two hour nap afterwards. Woke up around 3pm and took a shower and went to the gym with Britney (my white Carrera bike). She was such a breeze to bike with. I didn't feel tired at all. It took me more or less 9 minutes to get to The Gym in Canning Town. I did chest-bi/tricep, and abs. I felt good with this session maybe because I paced out yesterday and didn't workout. Maybe a 3-4 day workout per week might suit me better. I need some gains before summer happens.

After gym I went to Morrisons to get Eddie something to eat because I think he has indigestion. He took some anti-emetics at work now and told me that he's hypersalivating and that makes me think that he's had indigestion. Might be from the fatty ice cream he ate last night along with the bihon dish he made. I asked him how he made it and he told me that he didn't soak it in water which makes me think that maybe it was a tad undercooked. Well, that's my analysis at least. So I bought him some calcium carbonate tablets in Superdrug. I hope it'll do the trick. Also bought some crossaints for my breakfast tomorrow.

Ate dinner at around 8pm and glad to see that Eddie's fine. I asked him to tell me where he got registered for his GP because I have to update my GP details since I have a new address now. I'll have to do it tomorrow since I'll be free most of the time.

Played a bit of Unite and Zelda and called it a night. Today was a good day!

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contentwithit · 1 year

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Colonoscopy prep day

6am: Went to work.

9am: Took 2 pills they told me to, was just a normal day,

12:30: I asked to go home, as I was ok but felt like bathroom breaks would start taking over, came home was fine, no issues

4pm: took Pico salax, made sure I had applied zincofax as I know what's going to happen as the night goes on.

4:30: in the bathroom with no hope of being away from it.

It's not terrible yet, I've been drinking Gatorade, beef broth, and eating jello, I want to eat but it's not unbearable or anything I am thinking about a pizza tomorrow though 😎

I will update this post as the day goes on, 8pm I think is my next drink, I might have to mix another round of Pico salax as no pharmacy has citromag available but honestly I don't think I'll need to but I'll decide later.

8:00pm: I took to tablets of laxative and one more drink of Pico salax. I'm extra cold so broth and tea are being my friend, I'm careful about moving, I feel like this colonoscopy prep is going better than any other.

12:30am: attempting sleep until 6am, just passing clear yellow stool so according to my handout I'm prepped, it never takes much to clean me out, I eat and like 2 hours later I can sometimes see what I ate 😅 might be one of the joys of having had a resection done in the past.

I want tomorrow to be over, and maybe a large bbq chicken pizza to myself 😅

3am: woke up to the realization I shouldn't have slept but accidents happen. made a third Pico salax just to make sure I was going to get the best results, it's a tough day ahead so rest is helpful. Had a shower, felt extra cold when I got out. I've basically been either freezing or hot during this prep, if I drink room temp or cold drinks I freeze and if I heat up broth or have tea I'm boiling.

6am made sure I had a spare set of pj's packed and my phone charger and glasses case. Depending on how long I get stuck in recovery or if complications happen I'm good for the day.

6:50 appointment at 8:30 arrive an hour ahead so I'm leaving at 7 our hospital is only 15min away. Currently in the bathroom but only out of nervousness I think.

#crohnie #spoonie #crohn's disease #ibd #crohns #flare day #colonoscopy #mental health #life update #tmi #tmi tuesday

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wizardnuke · 1 year

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If you live somewhere with an autozone or o'reilly's they're generally willing to help you change or add fluid if you buy it there, in my experience.

I aaam working off a time limit from rn at 8pm to 8am tomorrow so the plan is to drive my mom's car to the 24/7 gas station nearby, get some power steering fluid, watch some yt videos, and do it myself because. god bless i got work at 9am tomorrow

#ask #anon

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livingwithlosingyou · 2 years

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Living with Losing You - 11/12/2022

WTF.

I am going to spare some details on this blog, but yeah, WTF. for multiple reasons. Let’s start with the good first.

I got some decent sleep last night, and I was PUMPED for CIF today. Our boys were set to get either first or second place.

On my way to CIF, I quickly grabbed PS so I wouldn’t be so hungry, and took Sadie on a quick walk. I knew that I was not going to be home for a while, so I wanted to make sure that she got outside for a little bit. Granted, she has been really active and played with so many dogs over the last couple of days.

Anyway, I was fortunate that I got there early enough to not get the worst parking ever. This event gets packed, very early on. I got there at about 8am. The boys were not arriving until 9am with an 11:10am race time. Aaron and I mingled with the other coaches from other districts, etc. I really love how tight knit this community is. I ended up running into Mya, my friend whose bridal shower I attended the week before you died. Her wedding was on the weekend of your funeral, so I of course had to miss it. I felt awful for that, but she ahs been so loving and understanding, it has truly meant a lot. I also saw Carl, the man who used to own the shoe store that I would shop at when I ran in H.S. He is like a running staple in SD, and he was helping out with the awards today. Just such great community with other school’s coaches.

I am going to spare some details on here but I / a couple of the athletes did have a situation or two today with another coach on our team. It is in the process of being addressed, and will likely talk to the AD on Monday. Anyway, I do not want to waste my energy or breath on the negative. Our boys did INCREDIBLE. I am truly so impressed with them. At one point in the race, we were winning CIF. Unfortunately we did end up getting beaten at the end, but this was still very much a win. We got second overall, and made school history. This was the most amount of boys in the top 20 ever in school history. we had 5 to be exact! Couldn’t be more proud of their hard work and dedication this season. I feel so lucky to coach such a great group. Off to state next!!! That is the weekend of Thanksgiving though, so we have some time. Our girls left their hearts on the course, and had solid races. They ended up getting 4th, and we had two girls in the top 20. Unfortunately, no one qualified for state. I am excited to jump into pre-season with them in couple of weeks for track. Yes - we start to train them that early.

After the meet, everyone decided to go to a brewery, but I really needed to get home to Sadie. I had a pretty chill rest of my evening. I played with Sadie, ate my left overs for lunch, etc. I was supposed to go out in the evening, but I was already falling asleep at like 8pm. I needed to go to bed. I ended up in bed by before 9pm, but then I woke up again at 11pm, so here I am. I am eating some plantain chips because I got snack-y since I basically had “linner”. One of them is shaped like a heart which makes me happy. I miss you. I wish you were here. You were my go to for everything. You hyped me so much.

I have to wake up early for church and tomorrow is Christmas decor day!!! I gotta be well rested. Need to try and get some more sleep. I also need to finish those incident reports about the thing I vaguely mentioned earlier.

I love youuuuuuuuu <3

Rest in Peace, James Burton Nichols

10/1/1993 - 7/16/2022

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literaticat · 2 years

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Thank you for answering! Two quick follow-up questions: Do you think most agents work (at their desk) 9am to 7pm ish or would most others finish at, like, 5pm? Are agent/NYC hours longer than regular 9-5 jobs? Also, you said there's no rush on The Call, but how often usually would an agent schedule it via email first - like is it a week or would they email the day before/talk that day? Do they ask the writer when they're free? Thank you!

I can’t speak for anyone else, but I will say that “office hours” typically means , like, DURING THE DAY, on weekdays. Just like most office type jobs. That means approximately 9-5 or something like that. Some people might have different schedules for whatever reason, or no schedule at all. Some people probably consider themselves “on” all the time. Some people might not work every day, or start later, because they have small children or other obligations, but they stay later. Who knows. Most agents have relatively flexible schedules in that way, but since much of what we do revolves around communicating with publishers who DO have office hours, it’s good to have *approximately* office hours.

For me, personally, I don’t “clock in” or anything. I work from home. So when I say 9-7, it’s not like I’m sitting at my desk “deal-making” that whole time — I might have to run errands, walk the dog, have meetings out or whatever — I’m just *generally available* during those times. (I don’t say 5pm because most of my agency is on the west coast, and so THEY work until at least 8pm my time, so there are often things going on until that time. But I stop by 7, unless there’s some urgent reason not to.)

I, and many other agents and editors I’m sure, do not have time to do most of our reading during the work day. So most reading happens on weekends or whenever I can squeeze it in — I just really am not checking email and whatnot during that time and I am not available for meetings or whatever. Because it’s not office hours!

I feel like my answer earlier today answered your other questions? Again, most agents would schedule a call by email. That call would happen at *some later time*.

When (that day? A day later? A week later? Whatever???) depends on when both of us are available for a call. That’s… why we schedule it by email. That’s the point. We are scheduling it for A MUTUALLY AGREED UPON TIME in the future.

That means yes, obviously, we ask when the author is available. Because we both have to be on the call???? Scheduling it at a time when they are unavailable would not really be very productive. I’d probably say something like “I’d love to have a call to discuss this book. This week, I’m available anytime tomorrow after noon, or Friday morning, but if a different day/time works better I’m pretty flexible next week so let me know.” Or something like that.

(I feel like you are either way overthinking this, or I am confused about what you are actually asking, and I’m not sure which.)

Hope that helps!

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softxsuki · 2 years

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Hello there! Just checking in on how you're doing! Hope you're having a wonderful day, hun!! <3 Tell me more about it (if you're comfortable ofc)! Sending you loads of hugs and warm mugs of tea! ♡♡♡ -🕰

Hey hey! It’s great hearing for you again 🥹 I’m going okay! Thankfully I have a day off tomorrow (technically today bc it’s 2am) so I’m happy about that. I just worked today from 9am-4pm. My manager got punched in the face by this customer that got caught stealing. It was crazy and stressful. Thankfully I was working the registers while this was all going down or that possibly could have been me LOL.

Anyway, I didn’t get home until 6pm, ate some food and took a two hour nap from 8pm-10pm (weird Ik) that’s probably why I’m still awake now. That nap energized me a little, but I’ll be going to bed soon! And that’s about it! nothing too exciting happened. What are you plans for today? I hope you’re doing well!

#han’s 🕰️ anon

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unbakehisbeans · 2 years

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I want to go for a walk but it's too hot and I have other stuff to do. I'm so fucking tired!!!!!!! Yesterday I worked literally all day from 9am to like 11pm, no breaks except to eat, shower, and walk from place to place. I hosted class on zoom today to give myself a bit of a break but I'm still fucking tired and now I've barely gotten any work done :( I wanted to do tomorrow's reading and start grading my kids' exams today but honestly I don't think it's gonna happen. It won't matter if I haven't done the reading, our guest just talks the whole time anyway so no one's gonna ask me shit I guess.

I also need to go to the grocery store because I'm out of chips and easy frozen food and the tofurky deli slices but I don't really have time to cook either. But going to the grocery store is just gonna be exhausting I think. I need to actually start getting more than 6-7 hours of sleep a day, but it's so hard on tuesdays and wednesdays because my day starts at 7am and my last classes end at 8pm so I end up staying up late to finish up homework and find time to unwind.

Everyone says you can just skim the reading, and you totally can but that still requires time and the energy to make sense of what you skimmed, and I have neither!

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laurensprentiss · 3 years

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Jouska [Hotch x Reader]

Chapter 17:

Warnings: None, really. Mentions of painkillers, more fluff. Emily Easter egg. HUGE plot twist at the end... this is the beginning of the end for these two. Sorry!

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Virginian weather is notoriously unpredictable.

It’s why you get stuck in a downpour by the time you get back to your apartment. Hotch opens the car door for you and as you attempt to run inside, he pulls you in close by your arms, huddling close to you as the rain hits your skin.

You shriek over the sound of the thunder. “What are you doing?! It’s pouring down, let’s go!” You tell him, fighting to keep your eyes open.

“Do you remember the day we moved you back into your apartment?” He asks over the sound of rain. You pull away, attempting to go inside but he holds you close. “Do you remember?”

“Yeah, why?”

“It was raining like this on that day, too. Do you remember?”

You laugh. “Yes! Can we go inside now?”

His eyes soften. “I remember looking down at you from that window,” he points upstairs. “And thinking you were so beautiful. I knew even then that you were going to be a massive part of my life.”

You blink at him through the rain, heart warming at his sincere words.

He wipes the water from your cheeks and pulls you in for a kiss, and as soon as his lips touch yours, you forget all about the way your clothes stick to your skin and how uncomfortably cold you are. He ignites more than enough warmth within you. His kisses are slow, deliberate, and you can’t help but reach for his shoulders to keep you steady.

His forehead touches yours when he breaks the kiss.

“What was that for?” You ask.

Because I love you.

He shrugs. “What? I can’t kiss my girl?”

Your breath hitches.

His girl?

The tone in his voice makes your heart flutter. Makes it easy to see yourself falling even deeper for him, to see something worth having with him. You know in your soul that this moment, here and now, is one you’ll carry for the rest of your life.

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He promises he’ll call you from work as he leaves, finding it impossible to tear himself away from you.

His forehead rests against yours and he holds you flush to him, arms around your waist when he mumbles, “I wish I didn’t have to work. But Barnes says he needs to discuss something with me.”

He’s still reeling from his earlier realisation, the prospect of telling you just how much he feels for you is terrifying and exhilarating in equal measures.

Because maybe, just maybe, you feel the same.

You interrupt his thoughts. “It’s okay, really! I have to go see Em anyway, she got discharged today so I thought I’d bring her some lunch.”

“Sure?”

“I’m sure.” You reply.

He hums, snaking his arms around your waist. “Tomorrow night,” He begins, kissing your neck. “I am going to take you on a real date.”

“Oh yeah?” You reply, wrapping your arms around his neck, carding your fingers through the hair on the back of his head.

“Mhm. 8pm.” He continues, travelling up towards your earlobe. “Flowers, nice restaurant, dinner, drinks. The works.”

“And why would you do that?” You chuckle.

Because he’s fast coming to realize that he can’t not tell you how he feels anymore.

He allows himself the grace of knowing that maybe you’ll need more time to reciprocate the extent of his feelings, but he’s okay with that. As long as he gets to say the words that have been heavy on his chest for a long time.

“Because you deserve nothing but the best. This feels special.” It feels like the beginning of the rest of his life, he thinks. “I wanna do this right.”

Your heart flutters. “Then let’s do this right.” You reply with a small smile.

You tilt his head to capture his lips between yours, his lips soft and warm, the two of you seemingly falling into a quick rhythm. His hands travel down your back to grab a handful of your ass as he deepens the kiss, his tongue licking into your mouth.

You already know where this is going with the telltale pool of warmth in your belly. He swallows your whimpers as you push him off you gently, the both of you panting a little for breath.

He chuckles breathlessly against your lips, eyes still closed. “I’m gonna go before-”

“-Yeah.”

The door is almost closed behind him before he pulls you back to him, planting another tender kiss against your lips before taking off.

You’re left bewildered, the ghost touch of his lips on yours still lingering. You giggle to yourself, hating the noise you just made but you can’t even find it in you to care.

You pack up lunch into a Tupperware, stop off at a french bakery to pick up some fresh bread and Emily’s favourite macarons before making the drive to Ambassador Prentiss’ estate.

You enter through the North entrance, bidding a quick hello to Tom, the on duty guard. You knock on Emily’s door, entering anyway when there’s no reply. There’s wincing coming from her bathroom so you drop the bags on the ottoman beside her bed and rush in to where she’s trying to adjust her sling.

“Here, let me help.” You pull the strap taught against her.

She sighs in relief. “Thanks. I just couldn’t reach it.”

“How do you feel?” You ask, leading her to sit on her bed. Her bruises are still angry and blue, but the split lip seems to be healing and her eye’s opening a little better now.

“Been better. The painkillers are wearing off though, stuff’s good.” She laments.

“Yeah, tell me about it.” You mutter, handing her a sandwich and some soup once she’s situated. Her face lights up when she sees the macarons you put on her vanity. “You take your other meds?”

“No.”

You look around her bedroom for the bottles when she motions over to her nightstand. “How about you? How do you feel?” She asks, taking the pills and some water from you.

“Still sore, I guess.” You take a seat opposite her on her bed, crossing your legs on her comforter. “These bruises aren’t going away though.” You peer at yourself through the mirror, tracing the handprints on your neck.

She watches you expectantly.

“...What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

She takes a bite of her sandwich with her good hand, and mumbles through her food, “I’m sorry, I guess I just don’t know why you’re traipsing through here acting like you didn't just sleep with your bodyguard.”

You flinch. “Lower your voice! If your mother hears, I swear to God…”

“She’s in the South wing - in her office. Spill.”

“Spill what? Where do I start?”

“Oh shut up, I can tell you’re dying to tell me! How did it happen?”

You concede and shuffle in closer, “Well. He dropped me off home and I guess we were both just waiting for the other to say something - but neither of us did.”

“So how did you end up-”

“Don’t interrupt.” She holds her hands up defensively. “He hugged me goodbye and left but I caught him as he was leaving in the hallway. I told him I didn’t want him to leave.”

She clutches her chest. “Then what?”

“I don’t know... next thing I know he’s kissing me and… well, you know the rest.” You tell her coyly.

She narrows her eyes. “How was he?”

“Honestly?” She nods excitedly. “Amazing.” You breathe. “Literally the best I’ve ever had, you don’t understand Em, his hands?”

Her eyes widen in glee. “Stop it!”

You continue talking while you eat lunch together, realising it’s the first time you’ve talked without a looming threat since she returned from Rome. You feel the lightest you’ve felt in a long time, hopeful even.

Your mind wanders to Hotch.

Being in his arms feels safe, it always has. From the day you met, he’s been by your side, been the person who had your back through the worst year of your life.

And now you had him.

You actually had him.

Emily notices the faraway, blissful look on your face. Thinks she hasn’t ever seen you like this. You were kidnapped almost a week ago and she almost died but you still look the happiest she’s seen you in years.

Her room telephone rings then, and when she sees the number, she rolls her eyes. “Yes Mother?” She asks bluntly. “No, Mother, I haven’t. We’re having lunch... Yes she’s here.” Your ears perk up. “... No, I haven’t asked her yet… Yes! Okay fine, I will. Goodbye.”

Your ears perk up, “What do you need to ask me?”

She sighs. “Well… Mother has an assignment in Rome. She’s flying out tomorrow morning - and I’m going with her.”

Your heart sinks. “Do you have to go? It’s so nice having you back, I thought maybe you’d stick around for a while.”

“I don’t have to go. But I want to.” She winces as she climbs on top of her bed again. “Since the accident, she’s been a lot less ‘Ambassador Prentiss’ and a lot more ‘Mom.’ I think she may want to make up for the last time and maybe it’ll be different now.”

“Hey.” You grab her hand to stop her picking her cuticles raw. “What happened in Rome? I was busy with school and everything but I remember things were never really the same after that.”

She sighs. “Another day. I promise. But I think I’d like to recuperate there, maybe travel for a couple of months before I figure out my next steps.” You see the hope in her eyes. “Mother and I would love it if you joined us - that’s what I needed to ask.”

“Wow.” You breathe. “That’s a lot to take in. I’m happy for you and your mom, I mean I’m sorry it took a near-death accident, but I’m happy for you.” She scoffs as you squeeze her hand. “And I’d love to come with you, I really would. I loved Italy as a child but - I think I have some things to work out here.”

She grins. “Yeah? Like what?”

“Like a date tomorrow night.”

“That’s amazing, love. I’m happy for you, you know? You deserve this.” She cradles your face. “But if you do change your mind, we’re flying out of this airfield at 9am.” She scribbles some details on a notepad and tucks the paper into your pocket. “Just in case.”

———

“Hey, sweetheart, sorry I didn’t call. Can you meet me at my place in an hour? I have some great news.” You peer at your phone, the screen obscured by the fast emerging sunlight after the earlier thunderstorm.

You place a hand over the screen to block some light out when a hand taps you on the shoulder.

It’s base instinct at this point, a year-long stalker will do that to you, but you gasp and drop your phone behind you. Before you’ve had a chance to retrieve it, a woman outstretches her hand with your phone in it.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you,” the blonde explains defensively. You get a better look at her. She looks wide-eyed and a little skittish, but she seems nice enough.

“That’s alright - thanks.” You reply, taking your phone from her. “Do I know you?”

She wrings her hands nervously. “No, I don’t think so. But I know you, I saw you on the news and in the papers. I was wondering if we could talk.”

You pull your bag further up your shoulders. “What are you? A reporter or something?”

“No! No, no. I’m actually - you know Aaron right?”

You frown. “Yeah?”

She stumbles over her words like she’s unsure of what to say. She takes a moment and you can see the gears turning in her head as she formulates the words in her head.

“I’m Haley.”

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Silly Crush | Chapter 3 - Dinner Date

Stu Macher x F!Reader

Scream (Movie) FanFic

TW: Language and Fluff, fingering in public so some smut...

Chapter 1 Silly Crush | Chapter 2 Movie Date

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It was like clockwork. He picked you up from the driveway and you slid in. He smirked looking at you and kissed your cheek you two took off.

"So how was your day?" he asked you.

"Oh, it was great... spent the day with my dad, fuckin bastard." You grumble.

"Don't like your pops much?" He asked.

"Try at all. He left me alone while my mother was working, and he had packed all his shit and fuckin left. I was 4, home alone from 9am to about 8pm. Let me tell you, uncooked cake batter isn't good in powder form." You shake your head.

"Damn, cold piece. I'm surprised your mums even lets him come around." he gave you a concerned look.

"She does because that's the only way he'd agree to pay for what I need. He thinks buying me off with money will make it all better. That's not the case. Like ever. I didn't want the money, I never wanted the money. I wanted a father ya know?" You let out a sigh. "But whatever, enough about me. What about you? how was your day?" you ask him with a smile on your face placing your hand on his leg as he drives.

"Spent it with Billy and Sid. Tatum's kinda fallen off the face of the earth... from what I hear she had a psychotic moment on her mother and she was admitted... you should come hang out with us sometime... I'm sure Sid won't care." He added.

It wasn't that Sid would care, you knew she wouldn't, what got you waiting about it was on if she would say anything to Tatum, and then it would blow up on you like it did her mother. Biting your lip you look up at him and nod. "Sure."

"Oh good, because ummm, they're joining us for dinner." your heart sank, you felt sick to your stomach, and you grew nervous. You begin biting at your nail and he looks over at you and reaches for your hand bringing it away from your mouth kissing your hand. "Trust me, babe, it'll be okay. If not, you can punch me in the gut. Deal?" He reassures you.

Nodding your head you let out a heavy breath. "Deal." You begin playing with the hem of your skirt and bite at your lip. When he pulls into a local diner you spot Sid and Billy sitting in a booth with his arm around her shoulders and you look at Stu worried but he smiles takes your hand and drags you inside, almost proud.

Walking in you look at them and Sid smiles. "Oh hey! I haven't seen you in what feels like a long time. You doing good?" She asks you.

You smile and nod. "Yeah, I'm doing good."

Billy nods at you and looks at Stu. "You coming over tomorrow? We have a few things to-- Discuss." He states.

Stu pulls you closer and nods your head. "Yeah, I'll be there, Y/N has to go out of town for a small thing with her mom so yeah, I'll be there." He grins.

"Stu so you're like, serious with Y/N?" Sid asks. Your heart begins to pound.

Stu looks down at you and kisses you in front of the two and you flush, and feel the fluttering in your stomach and hide a bit. "Very." He grins. Offering you to slide in first. You slide in and Stu slides in next to you putting his arm around you as you begin to play with the napkin out of nerves.

"Well, this new Stu suits you, happiness suits you Stu. I'm happy." Sid replies looking at you. "And you, you seem so happy. Truly, own it." She tells you, and you can tell her sincerity when she grabs your hands looking at you. It was this gut feeling. "Don't let anyone take that from you... and I mean anyone." She states.

Looking at her you smile nodding your head. "Thanks Sid."

The waitress comes over and asks what everyone wants, Sid and Billy order, and Stu, he orders for both of you, looking over at him you smile and kiss his cheek and take a sip of the water that was poured.

After a little bit, your dinner comes and he even went as far as ordering you a chocolate milkshake, with a small mental squeal and a bite of your lip your hand reaches to his leg to give him a thanks squeeze on his thigh and dig into your chicken fingers and house-made fries. The boys start talking about some project they're working on but it's so deep in the context that you and Sid zone out mowing down on dinner and shakes.

Meanwhile, while Stu is eating and talking his hand makes its way to your leg and you bite your lip while playing with your fries, you scoot a little closer as his hand moves further up your thigh under the hem of your skirt, you clear your throat and smile looking at Sidney. "So Sid, have you heard from Tatum at all?" You ask her genuinely curious.

Her brows arch a moment, "No, last I heard she flipped shit on her mom and was put up somewhere. I'm sure she'll be back, calm I hope... but word has it her mom is moving with the family and heading out of town." She added. "The change could be good for her anyway." She added as she ate her fry and Stu's fingers started to play with the fabric of your panties.

Biting your lip and scoot a little closer to him as he pops a fry into his mouth talking to Billy about something, you've lost your focus as his fingers maneuver their way rubbing your swollen bud. Your hips naturally spread a bit as he continues to toy with you, feeling as he applies pressure, and makes his way under your panties feeling his fingers toy with your flesh you do all you can to be inconspicuous and casual while inside you are moaning and screaming. you feel like he is testing you, and you are going to do just as you're expected to do.

As he works at your flesh sliding a finger in slightly you take a sip of your drink and close your eyes. "Dinner is really good... this place is fantastic. I can't believe I've never been here." You chuckle.

"This place has been around since my grandparents were kids." Sidney chuckles taking a bite of her burger.

"For a long while." Billy adds.

"Kind of a landmark here." He states looking at you with a shit-eating grin, as his fingers work their wonderful magic. Letting out a breath you cough a bit with a chuckle as he feels how wet you are and takes advantage of that as his fingers work faster, your breathing slightly picks up as you breathe into a napkin pretending that the chicken strip was hot as you finish on his fingers. With a smile and a chuckle to his voice he looks at Billy. "Plans for the night?" He asked him taking his hand you just finished on and taking a fry and eating it licking his fingers clean and smirks.

You flush red while Billy looks at him. "I was thinking maybe going for a joy ride. You?" He asked.

"Maybe the same." He smirked looking at you.

Flushing you grin, "A joy ride sounds great."

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