#i have missed!! these two!! so muchhhh!!!

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Agent M, I've missed you 🥺

[articskele]

HEEEEYYY i think this is my first time telling you something directly but uuuhm i wanted to thank you for always reblogging my posts and not only that, always analyzing them and things like that THIS IS WHAT I APPRECIATE THE MOST JEKEJEK i llove reading all the tags you put and not only in my posts, in other things you reblog or post!!! soo yeah thanks‼️

AAAA thank you so much!!!! I love love love seeing all the little details in what people make, it's so fun :D

And sometimes art has a certain taste or feel to it? Like that "this is all so gratifying" art has an inexplicable coldness on the tip of my tongue? But it's subtle, like breathing in cool evening air mixed with the sting of smoke.

Something about the cool colors and the machinery and knowing this is the moment before everything goes wrong for him lol. I just adore how art can really get you immersed in the environment, especially with how you do backgrounds!!

[headkiss]

hellooo, hope everything's okay with you:) i was thinking of a hotch request, of bau!reader being "his favourite" in the team (in a way that the team can see he has a soft spot for her). maybe the members of the team seeing little interactions between them two and noticing it <33 i just *loved* the one you wrote about hotch helping her in a bau party, and would love to see more of hotch protecting her and being soft with her, during the jobs as well!! thank you so muchhhh, hope you have a good day x

hiii thank u so much baby!!! this has been in my drafts since september i’m so sorry for the delay!! i hope this is okay <3 | 0.6k of fluff

Aaron Hotchner was never one to play favorites. He’s always loved his team, has always felt fond towards its members in one way or another, but none ever seemed to outrank the other.

Until you.

You’d joined the BAU as a temporary replacement, and then, you just stayed. You fit right in, which wasn’t hard to do considering how welcoming everyone had been, but it still felt like the kind of luck that isn’t easy to come by.

Hotch has felt a sort of pull towards you ever since you stepped into the bureau, your shirt a little wrinkled, smile nervous and beautiful. He’s grown to feel for you in a way that doesn’t compare to how he feels towards the others. It’s completely different; incomparable.

Even now, over a year since you’ve joined the team, Hotch can’t help but feel like he has to protect you, has to make sure you’re okay.

The others know it, too.

Derek has taken to doing his very own Hotch impression, a lovestruck version of him, that is. Spencer tells Aaron daily that he should just tell you how he feels. Emily likes to say, ‘you’re going soft, Hotchner.’ And all he can do is fight a smile and shake his head.

Even now, in some town in Indiana, Aaron can’t help but look for you in the busy station. It’s early in the morning, he’s got two cups of coffee in hand. One for him, the other for you.

“Aw, thanks, you shouldn’t have,” Derek says, reaching for one of the coffees.

“You know that’s not for you, Morgan.”

Pretending to be hurt, Derek walks off towards Spencer, a ‘can you believe him?’ look on his face. Hotch vaguely registers Spencer’s voice saying something like, “I believe that’s what they call favoritism.”

Then, the conversation goes quiet for Aaron’s ears, because he sees you. You’ve got a sweater on today, the sleeves long enough that only your fingertips poke out. His feet are walking towards you before his brain processes it.

Before he reaches you, an officer from the station does. “Hey, miss, reporters aren’t allowed inside.”

You take a step back, eyebrows furrowing at the man questioning your presence, “I’m not a reporter. They cleared me at the door.”

“Nice try, sweetheart, I’ve heard it all before-“

“Agent,” Hotch steps in, trying not to squeeze the coffee cups too hard. “Good morning, coffee for you.”

Your gaze softens as soon as it flicks from the officer and over to Hotch. Your fingers brush when you grab the drink from him, sparks shooting up your arm.

“Thank you, Agent Hotchner.”

“Is there a problem here, officer?” Aaron asks, tilting his head.

“No, no, sir. Thank you for coming down and helping out.”

“It’s what we do,” Hotch emphasizes the ‘we,’ like he’s making sure the officer knows that you’re as much a part of this as he is.

The officer nods and walks off, leaving the two of you as alone as you can be in the station.

“Thank you, Aaron,” you say, nudging your elbow against his arm gently. “I totally could’ve handled it, though.”

He smiles because you’re the only one on the team who calls him Aaron. He likes it that way.

“I know, honey.” And he’s the only one who calls you honey. “But I didn’t really feel like explaining why one of my agents punched an officer today.”

“I was not going to punch him!” You laugh, your morning getting better by the second. “Maybe berate him a little. That’s all.”

“Sure it is.”

When you and Aaron walk into the conference room where the rest of the team is waiting, you’re met with the same type of stare from all of them. Knowing, expecting, secretly admiring.

You duck your head and take a sip of your coffee, forever grateful that you joined this team, that you found these people, that Aaron is beside you where you always seem to want him to be.

“They’re hopeless,” Emily whispers to Spencer.

Aaron’s too busy looking at your face to hear.

[wintfleur]

🪷 hugging them tight without saying any words when they're having a hard time, with luke Hughes! his older sister and he just needs his sisters comfort especially after how the devils have played and how tired luke has looked

౨ৎ Ice cream and much-needed hugs

﹕─┈ pairings ( Luke Hughes x older sister! reader )

°. — summary ( Luke’s been having a tough time, and his big sister just wants to cheer him up ! )

°. — details ( g; little bit of angst, some fluff. w; none that I know of wc; 2.2k )

﹕─┈ prompt ~ hugging them right without saying any words when they’re having a hard time

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( LUKEY AHHH MY LOVE ! I love Luke sm if you guys didn’t know !!! I love writing sibling dynamics so muchhhh so thank you for sending the wonderful request !!! I absolutely loved writing it, I really tried to make it angsty but i think I’m terrible at writing angst, I’m sorry if the ending is kinda rushed, I was struggling sooo bad with the dialogue . . . also I of course had to add the love of my Like Brock boeser in it because like DUHHH I am so down for writing more for a older Hughes sister, I’m thinking she’s like 25??? I really hope you guys love it !!! Let me know if you want me to write more for older sister Hughes! Please don’t be a silent reader lovely’s !!! )

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There were a lot of upsides that came with being the oldest sibling, there were of course a lot of downsides too . . . but you chose to ignore those and focus on the upsides. Like being able to stay up later while your brothers had to go to sleep, having a good sense of leadership and responsibility, being able to read your brothers like a picture book. 

So, you knew right away that something was wrong with your youngest brother as you watched him play in the last period. You could see it clearly in his demeanor and the way he was skating, he was starting to overthink things, he had gotten into his own head. You of course had seen the way the public and media was shitting on your brother because he's made a few bad plays, and it broke your heart to see how defeated he looked sitting on that bench. 

Jack had voiced his worries about Luke to you over the phone a few days ago when you were out with Quinn and your boyfriend brock. Even with hundreds of miles between you and Luke you could tell something was bothering him, that's why your planned trip to visit your younger brothers this weekend was even more meaningful. 

You were leaning against the wall as you waited for your brothers to leave the locker room, your focus was down on your phone as you texted your boyfriend. A smile on your lips, you missed him dearly even though you have only been gone for almost two days. “Sis!” you heard the familiar sound of jack's voice call your name. You look up from your phone and smile as Jack rushes over to you and pulls you into a tight hug. 

“You played so well jack” You mumbled into his neck, cursing at the curse of being the oldest but the shortest. Jack smiles and gives you one more squeeze before letting go and taking a step back, even though they lost he wasn't going to let that bring him down from the fact that you watched him play in person for the first time in a few months.

 “Thank you, luke should be out soon, he's just being a little hard on himself” Jack sighed as he glanced back at the locker room entrance, there was only so much he could say to let luke know that he's doing okay. You let out a sigh and nodded, already getting an image of a pouty luke. Your eyes lit up with an idea, as a memory from years ago popped up in your mind. You smile at Jack as you ask “Do you think you can get a ride home? And can I have the keys to your truck?” 

“Uh yeah why?” Jack questioned with a raised brow as he pulled out his keys from his front pocket and handed them to you. You smiled gratefully and grabbed the keys and slid them into your front pocket with your lip gloss. “I have an idea on how to cheer luke up.” 

“Well good luck, cause I can't handle a grumpy luke anymore '' Jack jokes as he pats you on the shoulder, happy that you were now here to save him from the grumpy luke. You roll your eyes and cross your arms over your chest as you look at jack “I remember saying the same thing about you.” 

“Have fun! I'm gonna go catch up with nico "Jack grins as he chooses to ignore your words, placing a quick kiss to your forehead before rushing off down the hallway, turning to look at you quickly and shouting out an ‘i love you’ before turning the corner and leaving your sight. You look forward just in time to see Luke walk out of the locker room, well more like trudge. His steps were heavy, and you can see the exhaustion on his face. His shoulders were sagged as he carried his backpack, he was changed out of his suit and into some sweats and a hoodie. He looked like a sad cat. When Luke noticed you, his heavy steps turned into long strides as he moved towards you. 

Before you could open your mouth to greet your brother, he was throwing his arms over shoulders and nestling his head in the crook of your head, for a much-needed hug. Your eyes widened at how tight Luke was holding you, but you close your eyes and wrap your arms around your little brother, softly rubbing his back with one of your hands. Luke closed his eyes and tried to shut off his mind as he felt himself melt into the comfort and safety of your arms. 

You rested your chin on his shoulder as you whispered, “You, okay?” you felt him nod yes but the both of you knew he was lying. Luke let out a deep breath and reluctantly pulled away from the hug when his back was starting to hurt from leaning down for so long. You smiled up at him, brushing some of his curls out of his face as he asked, “Where's jack?” 

“Oh, he's getting a ride home with nico, so come on lukey I'm taking you out tonight!” You excitedly pull-out Jack's keys and wave them while your other hand is grabbing Luke's arm and dragging him along you as you make your way down the hallway. Luke gave you an unimpressed look even though on the inside he was excited to spend more time with you “I’m not old enough to go bar hopping.” 

“Is that really all you think I do in Vancouver?” You gasped dramatically as you pretended to be hurt from his words. You have one embarrassing experience when you go bar hopping, and now that's all anyone remembers, you think with a roll of your eyes. Luke felt the corner of his lips lift into a smile at your dramatics, Jack definitely got that from you. 

“Besides I'm a good big sister, I wouldn't provide my underage brother with alcohol, at least in public” you joked as you wrapped your arm around Luke's, holding on tight. Luke chuckles and slips his hand into the front pocket of his hoodie, comforting silence coming across them as they make their way to Jack's truck. 

“Need help? '' Luke asked sarcastically as he put on his seatbelt, his eyes on you as you struggled slightly to get into the truck. You gave him a quick glare before closing the door and putting on your seatbelt, quickly starting the truck, wanting to leave the arena before the traffic got even worse. You turned up the volume on the radio, an unfamiliar country song filling up the silent car. Luke let out a heavy sigh and relaxed into the seat, looking out the window and all the passing lights. 

The car ride to your choice of destination was filled with mostly silence between you and Luke, just enjoying the music and the faint sound of the world around them. You could see that Luke had a lot on his mind and you didn't want to pressure him into talking about it, so you stayed quiet, knowing that he would tell you when he's ready. Luke couldn't help but replay every single one of his mistakes he's made in the past few games, remembering every tweet he saw from disappointed ‘fans’. 

Luke could feel himself become more upset and discouraged the more he thought about it, so Luke quickly glanced at you before looking back out the window. Luke was slightly confused on how well you knew your way around the town, he was curious on where you were taking him. But he gave up on asking after the third time you told him it was a surprise. 

Luke’s eyes widen with excitement when he sees where you're pulling into, it was an old ice cream shop that he had driven by many times, but never had the chance to try it. You smiled and turned off the car and grabbed your wallet from your purse and gave Luke a big smile “Come on, I'll even let you get 3 scoops!” 

You laugh as you watch Luke quickly leave the truck and rush around the front of the truck to open your door. You giggle and take Luke's hand that he held out for you, doing your best to do a posh British accent “Thank you kind sir” Luke smiles and closes the door for you, following you across the parking lot, his spirit was lifted already. 

“This is so good; how did you find this place?” Luke asked you before he took another lick of his chocolate ice cream, of course having a waffle cone. And despite you saying he could get 3 scoops, he only got 2. You look away from your bowl of your favorite ice cream and to your brothers whose focus was up at the stars. The two of you were sitting on the tailgate of the truck, neither of you realizing that your legs were swinging in unison. 

“Oh, I found it the last time I came to visit, and you and Jack were at practice, I've been craving it since” you answered him as you looked back on the day. Luke nods and continues to eat his ice cream. Silence came across the two of you again, Luke didn't know what to say and you could see the way his shoulders became tense that he was thinking of something. You had a pretty good idea what he was thinking about, hockey. 

“You played really good tonight luke” you broke the silence, and you watched as his shoulders sagged and a frown came across his lips as he looked down at his lap. You hated seeing how discouraged he looked, this wasn't like luke. He never let it get to him like this before, but it's different . . . it's the NHL, it's his dream. He whispered bitterly “We lost.” 

“You still played really good, i'm really proud of you luke” you vowed as you gently nudged his knee with yours, your tone proving how genuine you were. You were a good big sister you liked to think, so you would never have a favorite brother . . . but your little brother Luke will always have a special place in your heart. The little brother who would listen to you rant all about your school drama while the other two were doing God knows what, the little brother who fully trusted you to drive him to get ice cream when you first got your license while Quinn and jack swore you would kill them. Your sweet little brother Luke who was far too good for this world. 

Luke let out a heavy breath and his eyes started to water as he listened to you, he heard others say they were proud of him, but it was different, more meaningful coming from you. Unlike you he made it very clear that you're his favorite sibling, that you always have been. The big sister that he always knew would have his back no matter what, the big sister that always was on his side. He looked up from his lap and turned his head to look at you to see you were already smiling at him. “Thank you sissy.” 

“Not just for the compliment” Luke quickly spoke before you could, fully turning his body to face you, thankfully he had eaten most of his ice cream, so he didn't have to worry about it dripping. Luke never really liked talking about his emotions or just having deep conversations in general, but he didn't have to worry about any of that with his big sister who always made it clear that he could talk to you no matter what. Luke continues speaking “But for taking me here and for being here for me, for always being here for me.” 

“I'll always be here lukey” You promised as you set your ice cream bowl next to you before leaning over and pulling Luke into a much-needed hug. Luke smiles and closes his eyes, hugging you with one arm while the other holds his cone away from you, not wanting to get any ice cream on you. Luke lets himself melt into the hug; he really didn't want you to leave. You couldn't help tearing up as you think of Luke and everything he's been through and how strong he is, you really are so proud of your little . . . well not so little brother. You sniffled and whispered, “God why did you have to grow up so fast.” 

“Trying to catch up with you, you old lady” Luke jokes, wanting to lift the mood, he really hated seeing you cry, and he knew you so well that he was sure you were going to.  A loud laugh leaves his lips as you pull away from the hug and dramatically move away from him. Despite his words you smiled as you listened to luke laugh, it was the type of laugh that made you want to join in. You pulled the keys out of your pocket and slap them into luke's hand before jumping off the tailgate of the truck and snatching your ice cream “That's it your driving home.” 

Luke continued to laugh and watch as you stomp over to the passenger seat, the famous Hughes pout on your lips. Luke quickly gets off the bed of the truck and puts up the tailgate shouting a cheeky remark that only made him laugh harder at the quick glare you sent him.  

“Thank God! Brock drives you around so much I'm pretty sure you forgot how to drive” 

°. — taglist ( @cixrosie @toasttt11 )

[rainysofsunshineao3]

12 DAYS GUYS

And today, instead of anylysing another Yasmina and Sammy scene, we're analyzing THESE TWO BAMFs!!!

OMFG, these two I can't with these two I love them so dearly my lord. One of my favourite brother/sister relationships of all time. Their so supportive of each other and have a "sorry I just threw you down a mountain, it's how I show affection :)" relationship it's the best dynamic ISTG.

Like, I think Ben is the only other person Yaz voluntarily hugs (Not counting all the time's with Brooklyn cause those were kinda out of like "I protec u").

Like, Yaz didn't really have a strong relationship with Ben before he became "Island Ben", but when she sees him, instead of standing in shock like Brook and Kenji, she just throws herself at him (In a very "Sammy-like" manner, if I do say so myself lol). She obviously cares for this boy, even in when he was "Scared-Ben" and before their relationship really took off.

And she CONTINUES holding on to him like a lifeline for a good 7 seconds (Trust, I counted lol) AND THEN SHE FUCKING-

She pulls him in AGAIN. And Ben isn't like, akward about it at all. He just hugs her back instantly, which to me screams that there were never any romantic interest between them (Sorry to those who ship these two) and honestly shows need more of this. Like, these two are the only ones in this series...

ok I take it back, no one has shipped Ben and Brooklyn or Darius and Sammy as far as I'm concerned, but they have such limited screentime together I can see why.

They're the only well-developed and HEALTHY non-romantic duo in this series.

But like, Brook, Kenji, and Darius all had this really...weird and unexplained love triangle going on. Like I swear I wasn't the only one picking up on Brooklyn and Darius in Season 1 and 2, but then it shifts to Kenji for no real reason. Then obviously Yaz and Sammy were hinted at since the very first episode lol, but these two.

They're not even really as sibling-coded as Darius and Kenji (Yet another ship that I hope no one wanted to sail because...ew. their brothers yall. BROTHERS). They're just...different. I really don't know how to explain it. Honestly the best way I can explain it is with these two vvv

Yaz would definitely call Ben "Dingus" and make a "You Rule | You Suck" board I will die on this hill.

And Yaz obviously trusts this boy with her life. Like, when they were hiding from the robo-dogs (Oh my god, the demodogs and demogorgons of JWCC, the BRADS and BRAD-Xs) she's leaning into him.

And then they think their gonna die and this snipped right here actually breaks and heals my heart at the same time 🥹

Yaz just clings to him and hides her face in his shoulder and Ben doesn't waste a single goddamn moment before he tries to shield her as best he can.

*Raine pauses and watches again for science*

Screaming, crying, sobbing over them.

Can't find the GIF for it, but in season 5 when Ben sees Bumpy on get off the boat and makes a run for it, Yaz is the first one who notices Ben is gone. She's looking around for him before everyone else and she's the one who asks "Where's Ben". It's the little details in their relationship.

There's a whole other post I might make tomorrow on the amazing wingmanship between these two with Sammy and Ben's hilarious misunderstanding of Yaz being Kenji's wingman (Still not over that).

I love these two so much, my babies :))) There's so many moments between them that I caught on my rewatch.

Can't wait for JWCT, I miss the children so muchhhh

Toodles!

[ihavemanyhusbands]

I love these emoji prompts! Can i get ♦️ with the monsignor pls <33

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John <3333 i love himb so muchhhh, im so glad u like the prompts!!!

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The small boat rocked with each surge of the waves, tilting from one side to the other. John had rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, and the muscles of his arms strained with every stroke of the oars.

He was very strong, not even panting with exertion. Sea spray dotted his face, but not sweat. His hair was damp and disheveled, and if it wasn’t for his collar and nice clothes, he would seem like a rugged sailor.

You glanced back over your shoulder at the ever receding Crockett Island. The stars slowly wheeled across the dark sky, the full moon the only other source of light. But that wasn’t a problem for him, he was perfectly capable of ferrying you two to the mainland.

“Are you really sure?” You asked, wrapping your sweater tighter around you, more for comfort than against the chill you could barely feel.

“Absolutely,” he said with no hesitation.

You were about halfway there, and you figured there was still time enough to turn around. You hesitated for a moment, not sure if you’d really want that.

“You’re not going to miss it?” You continued, trying to be tactful. “Not… Sarah? Nor Mildred?”

He swallowed hard. “That was another life. I…have made my peace with it. Nothing else to miss. Certainly not Beverly.”

You couldn’t help but smile a little at that, knowing he was trying to cheer you up.

“Sorry to bring it up I just… I want you to know I don’t want to force you into anything. I would be with you anywhere, whatever the circumstances.”

“I know you’re not forcing me,” he said, halting his rowing so he could take your hand for a moment. “I would never accuse you of it. I made a choice when I met you, and I will continue to stand by it.”

“But to leave all you’ve ever known…” you tried to protest, but he cut you off.

“I have you. Who cares about the rest?”

Your eyes watered as a myriad emotions overwhelmed you, but you bit your bottom lip to contain the tears. He smiled that warm, kind smile of his, thumb stroking over your knuckles, and you knew things might just be alright.

“It’s like you said, anywhere together,” he said. “And I want to see the world with you.”

———

[stillsneaking]

Low key emasculation, #4 (maybe?)

I did the thing again. (It's just too fun! I can't help myself!) The scene: a sort of hipster farm dinner and music thing near our town. Full of all those farmfluencer handsome/pretty young agrarian types, the 20-somethings who move from cities to do it for a couple of years before they realize the farming is fucking hard and they'd probably rather be doing graphic design on a computer or some shit. But at least they got their cute instagram posts in their Wellingtons or Blundstones or whatever for a little bit. But I digress. She wasn't a young farmer, but a younger urban tourist or vacationer with that pastoral ag kink that brings fancy young things out to a rural meadow for some tacos that look prettier on social media than they taste and a passably entertaining Carribean jazz band. I digress again. She was blonde and fit in a tight white crop top with a very tone and tan midriff exposed (you girls are killing us with this trend, btw), and some slightly oversized white jeans. Really smart functional outfit for the farm. (*Sarcastically) And her boyfriend was shorter than her, had a very expensive looking preppy sailorboy haircut, and--I shit you not--pastel shorts. Trust fund finance bro type. Anyways, these two dropped their blanket and camp chairs right in front of where I was sitting with my kids and wife and some friends. There maybe was some civil, polite eye contact between this married Dad and this 20-something, but nothing so much bordering on flirtatious. Until I was behind the two of them in line for drinks. They ordered a bottle of the cider wine (the speciality at this hippie/hipster farm), and the guy paid and turned and started to walk back to their seats with his friend, before the bartender even asked them how many glasses she wanted. She groaned in the general direction of her bf's back, rolled her eyes, asked for three glasses. She was struggling to balance the glasses (this rich bitch clearly did NOT have experience in the service industry) and the bottle of the cider wine. So what kind of guy would I be if I didn't offer to help her carry them? His face betrayed shame when he saw me walking up with the glasses. I shrugged it off in a friendly way. My wife, distracted, missed the whole thing (though I was kinda hoping she would see). And for the next hour or so, the eye contact between this married Dad and the girl in white was a little less passive and towed muchhhh closer to that line of playful flirtation.

[legolasghosty]

Hello, I heard you say that people don't send you many asks anymore, that needs to be changed immediately!!

Can I request a high school au with sticky notes? Something short and fluffy?

Okay, love you, byeeee!!! 💖💖💖

Gentlepeople of the world, may I present my lovely fiance? I love you so muchhhh! Thank youuuu! And yes of course you may! I love me some sticky notes!

Willie catches one glimpse of Julie on her way to class and reaches for the pad of sticky notes in their backpack. Her hunched shoulders and oversized blue and black flannel(probably Ray's) illustrate how she's feeling more than any words could. No time to catch her in the passing period, but he can probably get to her locker before she does after history.

They slide into their seat just as the bell rings. Reggie shoots him a smile from his spot a few seats over. Willie returns it, and doesn't miss the big A written at the top of the quiz Mr. Hood hands him a minute later. Willie's only has a B+, but he's happy with it. Mr. Hood starts talking about some club thing after that, so Willie sets his pad of sticky notes down just inside their desk to write. They have a few to write since this morning.

A hype up note for Julie, along with a dumb joke to make her smile on her bad day.

A good luck note to Carrie for her dance performance this afternoon.

A congrats note to Reggie for his history grade, which Willie knows he worked hard for.

A reminder to Luke that they're all doing dinner at the Molinas' tonight, cause he always forgets that kind of thing.

Willie's not sure when exactly it became A Thing, them writing notes to their friends and leaving them in their lockers throughout the day. His dad is probably to blame for the start of it. Caleb started putting notes in his lunchboxes less than a year after Willie had come to live with him. Usually reminders about appointments or best wishes for tests, but sometimes they just said "I love you" in the magician's curly, elegant handwriting.

So when Willie finally made friends, it only made sense to start writing the same notes to them.

He carefully folds the notes and tucks them into his pocket for later. As fun as it would be to ask for a bathroom pass and just happen to pass all his friends' lockers on the way, they'd gotten in trouble for that a couple of times already this year. He should probably try and pay attention.

After class finally ends, they dart out of the room. He's not sure he'll be able to get everyone before they reach their lockers, but he's certainly going to try.

When he's finished and stops for a second at his own locker, Willie is greeted by Alex's soft smile as the drummer leans against his own locker. Willie doesn't dare press his own lips against Alex's, they aren't really out as a couple at school, but they return his grin and brush their fingers against his on the way to his locker handle.

"How was history?" Alex asks.

"Same old," Willie responds with a shrug. "Bunch of straight white guys making up rules and ruining everyone else's lives."

"Youch, sounds like fun," Alex says sarcastically just as Willie swings his locker open.

Willie steps back, startled, as a bunch of slips of paper fall out of their locker. They're all little squares, uniform in size if not in color. And now they're on the floor all around their feet.

"Whoops," Alex mutters, dropping to his knees and starting to gather the papers.

Willie quickly joins him on the floor and scoops up a few of the slips. It takes the two of them a minute to gather them all. Just as they finish, the bell rings.

Alex swears under his breath and hands his stack of paper to Willie. "I gotta get to class, sorry," he says, offering a smile before hurrying off.

Willie stuffs the papers into his back pocket and slams his locker shut. At least he's already close to their English classroom. A quick dash later, he's sliding into his seat just as the teacher calls his name for roll call.

With trying to pay attention in class and not get distracted by the spring leaves on the tree outside, Willie totally forgets about the papers until study hall, his last period of the day.

They shift in their chair for the millionth time, trying to get comfortable. Their pocket just feels weird underneath him. Willie reaches back to make sure some old receipt didn't end up in there or something. But instead he finds a bunch of colorful sticky notes.

Willie frowns down at the crumpled slips. Sure, he slips notes into people's lockers all the time, but he doesn't get them back much. And never this many at once. He starts laying them out across his desk, grateful for a teacher who mostly ignores them the whole period.

Each paper has a single letter on it, which was odd, but they're all written in a very familiar hand. Willie smiles softly. Alex's awkward fumbling for them suddenly makes a lot more sense.

The letters are P, W, O, M, T, H, E, I, another M, and R, with a ? on the final note. Willie grins at the challenge and begins rearranging them into words. The worm? Moth prim? Their Mom?

Oh.

Willie feels like his heartbeat can probably be heard by the whole school as they fumble for their own notepad.

YES, I would LOVE to go to prom with you!!!! they write on the little blue paper. Though maybe this one can be a hand delivery, rather than being slipped into Alex's locker. It is the end of the day after all. No use leaving their boyfriend on pins and needles any longer.

Willie carefully tucks Alex's notes into a folder, probably looking like an idiot for how wide he's grinning but not caring in the slightest. Alex just asked him to prom! Which means coming out together. Being them. For the whole school to see.

Willie can't wait.

[johnslittlespoon]

I just wanted to say that I witnessed all the dog coded bucky brain rot and its sooo nice to see it come to life 🥲 although i miss the brainrot so muchhhh I appreciate that you're so devoted to the fic bc itsss sooo good (and the affect you had on this fandom is insane bc like I've seen at least 5 fics on A03 referencing the dog coded bucky and from my knowledge you were the creator of that. pioneer shit!!!)

kissesss love youu xxxxxxx

the way this ask came in while i was sitting outside the other day and i teared up so fast i had to flip my sunglasses down off my head over my eyes so i wouldn't get caught lacking SHDGCJK 😭💗

you're so so kind, thank u so very much <3 i feel crazy lucky that y'all were willing to wait and stay interested thru my slow writing process in the like two months i brainrotted ab the dog coded stuff before i finally posted chapter one of the fic– ik attention spans (mine included LOL) jump around lots when it comes to tropes/aus, esp with how much content is created every day and how fast some people are able to write (legends honestly, i am in awe), and it's such a relief to not feel pressured or rushed as i try and get things on the page in a way i picture them and feel happy with and feel comes straight from the heart :')

but i think bucky (or callum's portrayal of bucky lmao) was the dog coded pioneer, like c'mon. look at him. or maybe it was curt, with the "alright, meatball" line in part two, bc that's personally what put the final nail in the coffin for me with dog coded bucky lol <3 but i've said before that if my tumblr legacy (i say, only having made a tumblr like five months ago for the first time in my life) is being the dog coded bucky guy, i'm honoured and feel like i've peaked ig! feel like i've been waiting years to have an excuse to delve into my love for dog/animal motifs in writing so i'm having the time of my LIFE <3

(also aside from one fic i had no idea there were more dog coded bucky fics floating around and i'm tHRILLED, it's what he deserves, i'm so excited to finally get to catch up on my increasingly lengthy to–read list once i'm done writing my fic!! <3 need to return all the love and comments tenfold, i just don't have a brain that lets me simultaneously be in reader and writer mode so i'm v behind on fics, like '10 pages of marked for later on ao3 and a google doc where i've been pasting links to friends fics to catch up on' behind lmaoo)

mwah so much love this was so sweet, made my whole week, sry for being sappy ik i get mushy enough as is in my author's notes but i swear the further along i get in this fic the more sentimental i feel, so thankful this media came into my life when it did, grateful for the friends i've made thru it, etc <33

p.s. i'm not a dog person! i love cats more than anything in the world! what hapepn

[justwonder113]

Hey! First of all I love u and your work! I'm your biggest fan. Secondly, I was wondering if you could write funny one shot about Tsukishima and reader, where reader is new in college, she's confused about whole thing and gets lost and accidentally walks into the boy's bathroom where we know who she meets😜👀 Thank you in advance!!

Aww thank you soo sooo muchhhh!!!!!!!! I literally love this ask so much and I really hope you will like it.

WARNING: Enemies to lovers-ish. Some usual amount of cursing because I have no control. Kinda suggestive but nothing over the top. Teeny tiny manhandling. Please let me know if I missed anything.

You have never felt more ashamed and ridiculous in your whole life. At this point you just wanted the earth to open up and swallow you whole. You were sure you could never look it Tsukishima's eyes after this, if he ever let you down that is.

You were just searching for a girl's bathroom, and instead you walked in on Tsukishima who was, by the looks of it trying to get some type of stain out from his shit while being completely shirtless, and let's just say you wanted ground to open up and swallow you whole.

Tsukishima Fucking Kei! You would have felt less embarrased and mortified if it was literaly anyone else, knowing your luck it had to be him, the boy you have despised all your life, but somehow still ended going to the same college as him.

The worst part was that you couldn't help but let your eyes wonder. He sure was a sight for sore eyes and it was pissing you off. You wanted to force yourself to look away, you really did but somehow you just couldn't force yourself to it was as if your body had a mind on it's own.

"God at least take me out for dinner first, before you eye fuck me like thay, that's the common decency. Chivalry is dead after all huh..." His snarky remark and shiteating grin forced you to snap out of your trance and remind you once again that you hated his guts. There was nothing philosophical about your attitude towards him, he was just a dick who loved getting under your skin and making everything hard for you, so naturally, here you were, blood boiling at the mere sight of him.

"You wish asshole"-you rolled your eyes and turned your back and headed towards the exit. While muttering and cursing how this place was so confusing. You were about to walk out when you saw all to familliar figure approaching, and let's just say the color drained from your face. It was one of your relatives, who also happened to attend this college. Normally you wouldn't be so put off by the idea of seeing them but now you were in the really compromising situation. If they saw you leave the boys restroom, to which he was clearly headed for, and saw you and shirtless Tsukishima,it would most definitely lead to most awkward family drama. Some of them rooted for you and Tsukishima as a couple since you've known each other since forever but it was not on the table and would never be.

You quickly closed the door and started panicking "Shit, Shit, Shit! I need to hide!" You were frantically searching for a place you could hide. If you had to walk into a boy's restroom couldn't have it been a normal one where there are stalls or something?

You head Tsukishima mutter something about your being a handful but before you could prostest you were hoisted up on the countertop like you were a ragdoll of some kind. Your mouth went agape, you had no clue he was that stronf. But besides the point, what the hell was he doing? " Follow my lead." He quietly muttered to you so you two wouldn't be heard. He put both of your legs around his waist, you were so confused you just let it happen, you were too occupied by trying to keep your heart at bay. You were unsed to sudden proximity with him, especially when he was still shirtless. You were pretty sure you were beet red and by the smirk he gave you he knew what his actions did to you.

One of his hand reststed against the wall next to your head and he leaned in so that he was hiding your figure from the door. His other hand reststed on your cheek. He put his thumb on your lips and as soon as the door handle clicked he put his lips on it. You closed your eyes, as much as you hated to admit it having him this close, holding you up like this were really messing with you.

Looking at how ashamed and bashful you felt you were starting to think that maybe it would be better to listen to your family nag than to be here in this situation but what could you do now. You really were wondering if Tsukishima could hear how loud your heart was beating.

The biggest wonder to you was that you were feeling slightly aroused? Tsukishima Kei was the most off-putting person in your book so the sudden spark of wanting was beyond your comprehension.

Maybe it was because of his looks? He was really attractive you were not blind after all. He was hot and shirtless and he had as it turned out really hot body. And the smell? You couldn't have imagined yourself to be attracted to how someone smelled and here you were now.

It was the smell, yes, you were feeling attracted to him because of his smell, it was no wonder! It's common knowledge that most perfumes have pheromones in it so that it can attract opposite sex. That's what's up.

You heard the door open but you couldn't see anything, in panic you pulled Tsukishima even closer so that you could hide your face better. You could feel the asshole smirk against you, and you really shouldn't have pulled him towards you because now despite his plan to fake the kiss part of your lips was actually touching. You two looked into each others eyes, both of you baffled by the sudden contact and everything just snapped.

"Fucking occupied" Tsukishima grunted out before taking his hand that was acting as a barrier before and slowly slid it down to finally rest on your neck, making you shiver. He looked at you for a second as if asking for your approval and upon seeing your face he just smashed his lips against yours, and you immediately returned the kiss, feeling your body set ablaze.

If someone had told you that you would be in this situation twenty minutes ago, maybe even five, you would have gagged at the thought. But now that you had him against you, kissing you like there was no tomorrow, like he needed you to breathe... You were starting to realize that maybe you didn't hate him as much.

"I fucking hate hate you" you muttered against his lips when he leaned back to let you catch air, your chest was heaving, you could barely breathe, already hooked on the feeling of his lips against yours. You didn't even care anymore if anyone saw you or what would happen now.

"whatever you say doll" he mused back at you and sealed your lips against this time more tenderly but with the same passion and vigor.

*******************

When you finally went out of the restroom a little while after. The atmosphere between you two was kind of awkward but both of you felt content and satisfied. Some things clearly needed to be discussed between you two and you were not sure how to start or what to do.

You were about to say something when you heard the most dramatic gasp ever. Yep, you fucked up. You sighed as you watched your relative head towards you with shock written all over their face.

"Fuck my life."

"Have fun explaining that doll" Tsukishima smiled and kissed your cheek. If you thought your relative was shocked now their eyes freaking doubled in size. Tsukishima smiled at them and mouthed something about lectures, he leaned towards you. " By the way you owe me a date, friday 7pm sharp I'll pick you up." He said that and literally left. Honestly what a prick you couldn't help but smile to yourself.

[consumeroflemoans]

Also, yakno what is funny?(VilIdia)

Vil only went to Playful Land cuz ORTHO INVITED HIM(since Idia didn't wanna go)

ORTHO GOING TO HIS BROTHER IN LAW TO INVITE HIM KDKSKSKKSKSKS

I can also see Idia panicking after seeing Ortho and Vil gone all of a sudden

Omg not Vil only going to an event because his bil wanted to have fun with him. I adore that so muchhhh

AAAAA Idia panicking because the two most important people in his life have gone missing oh the angst opportunities

Also I’m on the EN Server and haven’t seen Playful Land or anything like that so if there’s anymore notable moments I would love to add them to my list of reasons why Vilidia is totally 100% canon and should not be a rarepair

[inkykeiji]

ohhhh clari my love😭

I know it's been way too long since I popped in but honestly I haven't been on t*mblr much lmao. in the last year I've had to deal w so muchhhh, I got an apartment for the first time and I have two jobs rn and ugh I feel like it's been ages since I actually sat down and relaxed...

but I'm still here ! still alive ! and I miss you ! like so much <3 I still need to take some time to get back into the swing of things I think but I'm rlly looking forward to going thru your writing again. I used to reread bmb whenever I was feeling sad or lonely, your writing always gets me so emotional 😭

I just wanted to say hi, and that I miss you <33

- 🐝

bee babie!!!!! oh my gosh hi my love!! i am so very sorry to hear that life has been hectic and rough in this past year :( i sincerely hope things begin to calm soon <33

ah!!! it’s so sweet to hear from you again!! i miss you too honey! please take your time, i love u so much and i will be here for you if/when you come back <3 i am both glad and flattered that bmb could offer that space for you and be an outlet for you, sweet bee (ㅅ´ ˘ `) i’m so happy you stopped by, even if it was just to say a quick hello <3 i am always sending so much love your way and wishing you nothing but the absolute best ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

[foxymc]

🥰 and 😭 for the fic recs asks? :)

🥰 A fic that gives you warm fuzzy feelings

In the dark of the night by faffodil is just amazing. I thought the whole thing with the sweater was very sweet :) I miss qjaiden, qroier, and qcellbit so muchhhh.

😭 A fic that ripped your heart out (but it hurt so good)

One of Two Remedies by sweetprettygeek. Ohhh I haven't read this one in a while (I might have to reread it later today) but wowwww. very unique Della angst I think and I love it. Definitely check the tags on this one before deciding to read. I absolutely recommend it though.

[sheena-yuet]

O M G why didnt I RECEIVE any notification of THIS AMAZING INBOX!! I’m too blessed that ppl keep sending their stories to me😭😭 I love it so muchhhh. Plz everyone READ IT >:00000

Jdhdjsk I rushed this I'm sorry ;-; but I wrote you something :D

“Dream!” George shouted, chasing after his human friend. See, George and Dream were traveling together to their cave to meet their friend, Sapnap the fire giant. The two enjoyed having fun with each other before going to meet their friend.

The taller blond just kept running, despite George’s cries.

What did he expect though, Dream likes to tease the shorter.

So George just gave up, and followed Dream slowly. “Will you slow down?!” He shouted again, his pleas falling on deaf ears.

He would need to have someone remind him why he loved the masked man again.

“George! Dream!” He looked up, spotting the giant up ahead. But Sapnap wasn’t standing, he was running towards them. If the giant was going to pounce on them he was going to leave and probably never come back.

He loved the two.

Sapnap fell to his knees, scooping the two up into his hands. George gasped as he was pressed against the giant’s clothing.

A hiss filled his ears.

Sapnap was hissing.

The giant jumped to his feet, rocking the two in his hands. “Sapnap, what’s happening?!” Dream shouted, receiving a growl in return as the giant ran through the forest.

George began to panic, everything was moving too fast. Normally this wouldn’t bug him, but with his entire fragile life being held by a panicked giant he found it harder to stay calm.

The giant eventually stopped, seeming to gather his courage. Dream was shouting something but George couldn’t hear it. George didn’t want to hear it. Instead he buried his face in the clothing around him.

The larger of the three was moving too quickly. He didn’t dare to move or think or do anything of the sort. He was too scared.

Sapnap was too scary.

He was sprawled down onto the ground, too scared as he scrambled to his feet and ran away.

“George!” Sapnap called after him.

~~~~~~

George stared out from behind a tree. He felt terrible for his actions earlier that week, even avoiding Dream by staying at another friend’s house.

But now he walked from the edge of the clearing which hid their giant friend from the world. He was going to make it up to the two.

He gasped as he stepped on a branch, suddenly alerting the other two to his presence.

“Gogy!” Sapnap cheered, the giant smiling.

He smiled awkwardly. “Hey Sap.” “George! Where have you been? We were so worried!” Dream cheered, running and pulling the other into a hug. “I’m sorry. I got scared.” He admitted.

“Oh George, I’m sorry.” Sapnap spoke, not daring to approach him. George rolled his eyes, slowly approaching the other and wrapping him in the best hug he possibly could.

“Hug me you idiot.” The human said, letting the giant grab him and pressing him against his face. “We missed you.” Sapnap whispered.

[zoeyslament]

OKAY SO

Runaways is abt this group of six teens. Their parents are all rich and part of this charity organization, called PRIDE. Since they were all little, their parents have been having these meetings. Anyway, there was a seventh, Amy, she was the oldest of the group and the one that held them together. She dies two years before the show and that leads to the kids falling apart.

So, now we're at the time of the show. On the two year anniversary of Amy's death, Alex (MY ALEX !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 THE LOML, I LOVE HIM SOOO MUCHHHH OOOOHHHHH MY GOD. GOD, I NEED HIM) decides he's had enough and he misses his friends so he decides to invite them all over, to his house, and their parents were going to have one of their meetings that night so it all worked out. It would be just like old times!

Except they all blow him off, instead doing their own things. Eventually all their nights go wrong and they turn up at his door. When he opens the door and sees them all standing there, he smiles so fucking wide, god, he's adorablleeeeee.

I will say more later if you wanna know!!!! This is all for now, though, cause I feel kinda bad for going on and on okie bye byeeee!!

oh thats cool!!

[slickchickchocolatier]

babyy 🥹🥹 my reireiiiii im backk!! how are you my loves??!!! i missed you so damn much you dont even knowwww!!!!! I really wanted to just sit and talk to you all day but now is the only time I got to message youu i’ve been really really reaallllyyyy busy with school since I already started and work + the ballet lessons (ik I do this daily but stilllll its quite tiring) + everyday after classes I had to stop by my grandma’s house to help her with stuff (its only for two and a half weeks but goddd its tiring too) so you can imagine how busy i’ve been but not to worry though im doing fine and healthy, and for the past week I became a silent reader of yours!! just liking every post haha but yea im really glad to now have the time to message you and way all the things i’ve been wanting to saaayyy 🥹🥹🥹💗💗💗

enough about me how about you?!!! how have you been??!! what did I miss?? I like to say i’m keeping updated but just in case…what’d I miss omggg

by the way I absolutely loveddddd that one shot and im ngl its new to see a fic of urs thay doesnt have that much of a yandere heeseung but its still so good either way I swearrr you put a spell on me on every one-shot and chapter you post because I think about it for daaayyysssssss!!!! but ugh the tension and the angst in that fic was just *chefs kiss we love soft, needy, regretting hee

BTW DT RECENT CHAPTER WAS SO MFING JUICY I CANTTTTTTTTT the smut part/s in there was WHOOO DAMN THAT WAS ONE HELL OF A SMUT SCENE it always got me sweating and weak in the kneesssss the car smut was the one that’s engraved in my mind good lorddd it just randomly pops up in my head and at the worst times too ugh I could be in a lecture and that smut scene would just play in my mind holy shiiiiiitttt rei ur impeccable and i’d say a master AND QUEEN at these scenes🥵🥵

the girls though are taking a whack at my patience 😐

I can’t say and promise to you that i’ll bombard ur asks like the good ole’ days and quite frankly I feel like the next would be in a couple days but im just glad I got to message you again ☹️

will eagerly and definitely wait for your reply👀👀 my absolute favorite darling and beautiful smart gifted girl (hope I still am ur favs 🤞🏻🤞🏻) hell i’d search the whole dictionary for a word to describe you but none is and will ever be enough.

MWAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU SO SO SO SOOO MUCHHHH

keep writing and doing your goddamn deliciously brilliant work my reirei i’ll always be here whether in ur asks or in the likes section hehe

- ur fav (?) girly, nik/lana💕

my girl!!! ♥️ I had a heethan moment when i saw your message, the whole "pretty baby! you--you came to me....." lol! i missed you so much! i've been doing good, i've been busy as well. been helping out the parents with their business and then spending whatever free time i have drafting up the one shots/requests and the chapters 😉 i'm so happy to hear from you, i know you've been very busy so no need to explain, you do you girl. i'm just so glad to see you once in a while when i can! did you enjoy the one shots? i've been working on the upcoming chapter of TO and also, HHP's next chapter is coming soon 😉 real soon! i can't wait for you to read it. how is ballet practice? how is school? and work?