baby feels falling from the sky

i. Kids playing hooky early morning, I am the pain relief pills they hide under their tongue and spit out under the couch cushions when their mother shuts the screen door. I am the first time you skin your knee, in the rain whispering nixie weaved revenge spells down your yellow coat and your red boots (the first time you really know you are alone). I am the hand stand on the sidewalk when your elbow buckles in like lame horses fall to the canyon mouth, you are just a child. You can fly, turn invisible, speak to animals, walk through walls. Rustling, do you hear it? Yanking the baby teeth from their pink beds.

ii. You crumble under the weight of a naked black sky, feeling something skittering on your skin. Something wicked and naive. Like a spider egg. You get a mouthful of broken teeth, and lay frying sunny side up on the summer asphalt.

iii. Tonight you’re gonna learn how to fall, then get back up again. Tonight you are gonna know what it is to be exhausted. Are you okay when you fall off your daydream and end up on your back? Your eyes are red where they used to be white.

iv. you have been chewing your will to live with the aching wisdom teeth you desperately need to get pulled. you have been softening it with your saliva, but it’s 11 pm, and it’s stale now, and it tangles into your rapunzel locks in your sleep and finally gives you an excuse to cut all your hair off.

v. Last week your dentist asked if anything was bothering you, and you almost told him about the small tooth you think is growing between your tricuspids, pushing everything out of place, sending you on the verge of sonic tears and crawling on the bathroom floor with no idea where your phone is, and something out of control, and poison, and odontalgia, and dysthymia, and forgetting the Latin roots, and ripped out pages of a book that was supposed to tell you how to get back home and. how long do you think I can hold my breath before I look like a blueberry, and it is, in me, and the throbbing red bump at the base of your sternum and how you tried to cut it off but you were too scared of what was underneath, and dandelion seeds of reasons why you should just stay here until somebody forgets you even showed up heaving out of your mouth and into a McDonalds bag, and the feeling at 13 in the bathroom stall after swim practice shaking like coffee on an empty stomach pulling out the first tampon you ever put inside, and your wet thighs, and the warm dirty smell.

Gargle, spit. You say no. Nothing really.

vi. you should get gold fillings. then all you have to do is flash a smile and no one will fuck with you.

vii. Four months until graduation we are not wasting time, but we eat it too fast and end up vomiting on the highway. On the swing, wood chip splinters, and agitation like termite fever beneath my skin. It’s not that I think the zombie apocalypse would be cool, but I could do all the things I do right now without getting sideways glances in the convenience store, or being told I’m depressed like it’s such a problem, or being treated like the splattered milk gallon on the dairy aisle linoleum. Everybody stepping back and maneuvering their shopping carts around the fresh disaster, and staring, and looking away, and ignoring what they don’t want to deal with. And not wanting the blame.

viii. I’m not depressed. It’s just winter.

ix. Is this the last weekend before the first blood? I’m not gonna do my homework anyway.

x. I’m not depressed. My brother took me into the car with the light fixture wires hanging from the ceiling like your wet hair from shower tiles. we zoomed down with Apollo laughing in the backseat and egged the big white houses in Beverly Hills and pretended like we were still the strawberry jam kids on concrete playing hopscotch, living in sandcastles, eating mudpies. Like we were not hotboxing, and taking pictures of half healed things under the band aid, and always ready to put our hands up when we hear sirens, and microwaving earthworms. And growing up too fast.

I’m not depressed. But I’m not coming back this time either.

xi. It’s a haunted Sunday in the home your parents left to rot, and the black mold spores bleeding down the buttermilk wallpaper are causing you to do unadvisable backbends. And somehow years later I am still the grocery list you are always throwing in the trash with the candy wrappers.

—  6. graduation cometh
in a dream, i survived and am braiding roses into my hair, but it feels like my hands are trying to break off at the wrist. my future splits out into two, and i view them like an outsider.

in one: the birds. pecking at my heart’s tendons. taking the muscle of it to their nest. feeding it to their young. baby cardinals smiling around the blood on their beaks. love starts young, mouth wide open. showing everyone the blood on their teeth. love grows old, mouth wired shut. chokes around the metallic aftertaste.

in the other: i am floating in the river and there are rose petals everywhere. falling from the sky. lacing my ribs. blooming beneath the thin skin on my wrist. i am perfumed in them. this is a future without daggers. if i die, it’s at the hand of my own thorns.

if i survive, i braid the roses into my hair. 

if i survive, the cardinals will sleep outside my window.

if i survive, i will feed myself my own heart.
—  Upside / Downside, Angelea Lowes
heart breaker

REQUEST: What if the reader is a heartbreaker(maybe she’s famous too) and everyone is telling Sebastian that he should stay away and all that, but at the end she is just heartbroken and Sebastian is the one who heals her (too much Nicholas Spark I know) 💕

WARNINGS: angst…. and then some FLUFF

AUTHOR’S NOTE: okay look ONE i apologize for yesterday’s fic lmao i didn’t think so many of you would feel hurt. my baaaaaad. so i’m making it up with this one.


You were intoxicating. You oozed confidence and beauty. You charmed everyone that you came into contact with, stealing their hearts and making them trip over their own words.

But Sebastian was different though. He was smooth as ice. He never once stuttered or blushed under your gaze. He held his chin up high and always had a smirk on his face when with you, his eyes challenging you every time you tried to one up him with your sassy retorts.

Pictures of the two of you were all over the Internet some time later. Your friends called and texted you, asking if you had gotten any from him. While Sebastian’s party warned him that you weren’t any good, that he should stay very far away from you.

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((k so BMBLB is out on iTunes in the UK and just im dded have some lyrics))


There’s a garden where I go
If you meet me there, no-one will know
In the springtime, in the sun
We can be alone without anyone
All the butterflies and the birds
Keep our secret, no, they won’t say a word
But they watch us and they know
And they’re happy as they see our love grow

We’ll sit for a while as I drink in your smile
It feels like a dream that’s come true
My head starts to buzz and my heart fills with love
Over you

Baby can’t you see, you could be with me
We could live inside a garden of ecstasy
You could be my queen, I could be your dream
Our lives like a fantasy
Maybe set me free
Let me be your bumblebee

Now the flowers are in bloom
And you chased away my darkness and gloom
When the wind blows through the trees
And your voice is like a song on the breeze

My doubts disappear every time that you’re near
The clouds seem to run from the sky
The thought of your kiss sends my soul into bliss
I get high

Baby can’t you see, you could be with me
We could live inside a garden of ecstasy
You could be my queen, I could be your dream
Our lives like a fantasy
Maybe set me free
Let me be your

Like a serenade, every word you say
Has me falling more and more in love with you
Like a party beat, you are oh so sweet
Every day is sunny, tastes like honey
Feel so alive, take me back to the hive

Baby can’t you see, you could be with me
We could live inside a garden of ecstasy
You could be my queen, I could be your dream
Lives like a fantasy
Maybe set me free
Let me be your bumblebee


Originally posted by artlstheweapon

Playlist for “A Gilded World” by Jincerity

So Jincerity’s “A Gilded World” is probably my YoonJin sanctuary so i made a playlist of songs that i personally think, fit the situations of the fanficiton. I included lyric snippets of the songs to show why i think they fit. Hope you like them :)

Seokjin -> Jungkook

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I’d give you my lungs so you could breathe

I’ve got you brother
I’ve got you brother 

Jimin -> Seokjin

“Give me love like never before,
‘Cause lately I’ve been craving more,
And it’s been a while but I still feel the same,
Maybe I should let you go
“And that I’ll fight my corner,
Maybe tonight I’ll call ya,
After my blood turns into alcohol,
No, I just wanna hold ya.

“ My, my, my, my, oh give me love,
My, my, my, my, oh give me love,
My, my, my, my, oh give me love,
My, my, my, my, oh give me love,
My, my, my, my, oh give me love.

“I don’t want them to know the secrets
I don’t want them to know the way I loved you
I don’t think they’d understand it, no
I don’t think they would accept me, no”
“ I loved and I loved and I lost you
I loved and I loved and I lost you
And it hurts like hell

Yeah it hurts like hell “

I just heard you found the one you’ve been looking—
You’ve been looking for

I wish I would have known that wasn’t me
'Cause even after all this time I still wonder
Why I can’t move on
Just the way you did so easily 
Don’t wanna know
Kind of dress you’re wearing tonight
If he’s holdin’ onto you so tight
The way I did before 
I just hope you’re lying next to somebody
Who knows how to love you like me

There must be a good reason that you’re gone
Every now and then I think you might want me to
Come show up at your door
But I’m just too afraid that I’ll be wrong 

Jimin -> Taehyung

If I told you that I loved you
Tell me, what would you say?

If I told you that I hated you
Would you go away?
Now I need your help with everything that I do
I don’t want to lie, I’ve been relying on you“ 
“Fallin’ again, I need a pick-me-up
I’ve been callin’ you "friend, “ I need to give it up

 I’m sick, and I’m tired too
I can admit, I am not fireproof
I feel it burning me
I feel it burning you
I hope I don’t murder me
I hope I don’t burden you

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on

So tell me when you’re gonna let me in
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin”
And if you have a minute why don’t we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?

This could be the end of everything
So why don’t we go
Somewhere only we know? “

Seokjin -> Yoongi

I had to find you
Tell you I need you

Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets
And ask me your questions

Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start

“And your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I’m falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet
And with a feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now
“ Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We’re falling in love

Settle down with me
And I’ll be your safety

“Yeah I’ve been feeling everything
From hate to love
From love to lust
From lust to truth
I guess that’s how I know you
So I hold you close to help you give it up”

“ And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse? “

“ Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace “
When you’re too in love to let it go
But if you never try you’ll never know
Just what you’re worth
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you “

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time’s forever frozen still

“ So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won’t ever be alone, wait for me to come home “
Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it’s the only thing that I know “
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it’s the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier, “
And if you hurt me
Well, that’s okay baby, only words bleed

“ And I won’t ever let you go

“When it’s black
Take a little time to hold yourself
Take a little time to feel around before it’s gone
You won’t let go but still keep on falling down
Remember how you save me now from all of my wrongs

If it’s love just feel it
And if this life will see it
This is no time to be alone
, alone yeah
I won’t let you go “
“Open up
Open up your heart to me now
Let it all come pouring out
There’s nothing I can’t take
If your sky is falling
Just take my hand and hold it
You don’t have to be alone
, alone yeah
I won’t let you go
(Won’t let you go)
(Won’t let you go)
And if you feel the fading of the light
And you’re too weak to carry on the fight
And all your friends that you care for have disappeared
I’ll be here not gone, forever holding on

Yoongi -> SeokJin

“ Oh, my soul
Oh, how you worry
Oh, how you’re weary, from fearing you lost control

“ And no one would blame you, though
If you cried in private
If you tried to hide it away, so no one knows

No one will see, if you stop believing “

“ You think that you know my heart
And you probably do “
 You’re my other half
You’re what makes me me
What makes me smile

When I fall down and can’t get back, get back, get back up
On my feet
You’re a beautiful thing “
“ We make hours turn into seconds together
The weight of the world feel like a feather
'Cause we’re holding it right in our hands “
“ We’re a beautiful thing together “

“I’m gonna pick up the pieces and build a Lego house
If things go wrong we can knock it down
“ And it’s dark in a cold December, but I’ve got you to keep me warm
If you’re broken I will mend ya and keep you sheltered from the storm that’s raging on “
“ I’m out of touch, I’m out of love
I’ll pick you up when you’re getting down
And out of all these things I’ve done, I think I love you better now  “
“I’m out of sight, I’m out of mind
I’ll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I’ve done I think I love you better now “ 
“And out of all these things I’ve done I will love you better now”

“All I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand in California with my toes in the sand

“ Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts “
“And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out

Nothing that I wouldn’t wanna tell you about no”
I don’t mind if there’s not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides our minds to
So move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue
'Cause you love the taste yeah “

“ 'Cause it’s too cold whoa
For you here and now
So let me hold whoa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater


I’m not a perfect person
There’s many things I wish I didn’t do
But I continue learning “
I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

“ I met you in the dark, you lit me up
You made me feel as though I was enough
“ Then you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute, I was stone-cold sober
I pulled you closer to my chest “
I knew I loved you then
But you’d never know

Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
I know I needed you
But I never showed
But I wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old
“When you looked over your shoulder
For a minute, I forget that I’m older
I wanna dance with you right now
Oh, and you look as beautiful as ever
And I swear that everyday you’ll get better
You make me feel this way somehow “
We’ve come so far my dear
Look how we’ve grown “
“ I wanna live with you
Even when we’re ghosts
'Cause you were always there for me when I needed you most
“ I’m gonna love you till
My lungs give out
I promise till death we part like in our vows “
“ Just say you won’t let go
Oh, just say you won’t let go “

High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time
Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again 
Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don’t know why

Walk on through a red parade and refuse to make amends
It cuts deep through our ground and makes us forget all common sense
Don’t speak as I try to leave 'cause we both know what we’ll choose
If you pull then I’ll push too deep and I’ll fall right back to you 
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity? 

And ohhhh, we started
Two hearts in one home
It’s hard when we argue
We’re both stubborn, I know 

Sweet creature, sweet creature
Wherever I go, you bring me home

Sweet creature, sweet creature
When I run out of road, you bring me home

Taehyung -> Jimin

“ The club isn’t the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go 
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
And you come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I’ll give it a chance now 

Take my hand, stop, put Van The Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance
And now I’m singing like “
Last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
“ I’m in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I’m in love with your body  “

“If this is love
Why does it break me down? “ 
“ It’s been a long time since I felt the way that I do now
Like I need you, but I don’t know how
It’s been a while since I smiled
And I meant it from my heart
But the idea of leaving this behind
It tears me apart “
Kiss me now and remind me why
I ever wanted to make you mine

“ If I stay here would you come back
If I stay cool would you be mad
Would you want me if I want you
That way
“ Isn’t it strange that every time
I look at your name I’m suddenly high
For you to feel the same I would do almost anything
I’d give away this, give away that
All of my shoes and all of my hats
All I need’s you and a bit of music
'Cause all I can think about is coming over, coming over

Hoseok and Namjoon (Goes both ways)

“ Gumdrop, lollipop, boom a little candy shop
I wanna feel your sugar rush through my veins
Whipped cream, jellybean, sweet and sour tangerine
I wanna feel your sugar rush through my veins “
“ Sugar, sugar, oh you’re no good for me 
I got a sweet tooth – it gets the best of me
And you’re like candy, you go down so easily
Sugar, baby, can’t you see, you’re going to be the death of me

“ You ought to keep me concealed just like I was a weapon
I didn’t come for a fight but I will fight till the end
And this one might be a battle, might not turn out okay
You know you look so Seattle, but you feel so LA 
And I love the way you hurt me
It’s irresistible,
yeah “
“ You’re second hand smoke, second hand smoke
I breathe you in, but, honey, I don’t know what you’re doing to me
Mon chéri, but the truth catches up with us eventually
Try to say live, live and let live
But I’m no good, good at lip service
Except when they’re yours, mi amor
I’m coming for you and I’m making war

Namjoon -> Hoseok

“It’s a beautiful night,
We’re looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you.”


Decisions as I go, to anywhere I flow
Sometimes I believe, at times when I should know
I can fly high, I can go low
Today I got a million, tomorrow, I don’t know
“ Stop crying like you’re home and think about the show
We’re all playing the same game, I’m laying down alone
We’re unknown and known, special and a clone
Hate will make you cautious, love will make you glow “
“ Make me feel the warmth, make me feel the cold
It’s written in our story, it’s written on the walls
This is our call, we rise and we fall
Dancin’ in the moonlight, don’t we have it all?


I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone

Sweep the streets I used to own “
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me

And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

What’s the problem I don’t know 
Well maybe I’m in love
Think about it every time
I think about it
Can’t stop thinking 'bout it “
“ How much longer will it take to cure this
Just to cure it cause I can’t ignore it if it’s love (love) 
Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don’t know nothing 'bout love “
“ Well baby I surrender 
To the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all this love
Well I didn’t mean to do it 
But there’s no escaping your love
“ We’re accidentally in love 
Accidentally in love
“ Jump a little higher 
If you feel a little lighter
Spin a little tighter
And the world’s a little brighter
Just get yourself inside her 

Love …I’m in love “


And all those things I didn’t say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?
Losing friends and I’m chasing sleep
Everybody’s worried about me

In too deep
Say I’m in too deep (in too deep)
And it’s been two years I miss my home
But there’s a fire burning in my bones
Still believe

Yeah, I still believe “
This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I’m alright song

My power’s turned on
Starting right now I’ll be strong
I’ll play my fight song
And I don’t really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I’ve still got a lot of fight left in me


“ Am I wrong for thinking out the box from where I stay?
Am I wrong for saying that I choose another way?”
“ If one thing I know, I’ll fall but I’ll grow
I’m walking down this road of mine, this road that I call home “
“ So am I wrong
For thinking that we could be something for real?
Now am I wrong
For trying to reach the things that I can’t see
But that’s just how I feel, “
“ Walk your walk and don’t look back, always do what you decide
Don’t let them control your life, that’s just how I feel
Fight for yours and don’t let go, don’t let them compare you, no
Don’t worry, you’re not alone, that’s just how we feel “

I’ll maybe add more for NamSeok and Jimin as well as VMin later :’) I just adore this fanfiction and i wanted to share this with everyone. Hope you like it

First Time

Daryl Dixon x Reader | 18+ | Smut Warning | NSFW

I combined these two requests into one awesome one shot:

Request: “If you do requests but if you have time you should do one where the reader is a virgin and falls hard for Daryl and it ends in fluffy smutness”

Request #2: “I was thinking like the reader is dating Daryl and decides to finally lose her virginity to him. And if it’s not to much him finishing on her stomach. That’s just one of the things I see with him.”

Summary: Hope I did these requests justice! Became one of my longer, hotter ones imo.. :) Set season 3 in the prison. Pre-Governor era. The reader is new to the group and finds herself attracted to the man they call Daryl, after he saves her in the woods. The reader is shy and unsure about all things that come along with the sex, as she is a virgin. Daryl and her get to talking one night and she asks him to take her virginity.  Reader is around 20 years old. Prepare for cute Daryl fluff in this one, I think he would be so sweet taking someone’s virginity. :)

Warnings: Reader Family Death, Fluff and Smut, Losing Virginity Smut (Warning?)


You had been living with your mother and sister in a small abandoned cabin for a few months, it was modest, one bedroom, one living room, a small kitchen, and bathroom. There were big windows alongside the north facing wall, to which you found large, heavy curtains to drape over them, trying to keep the little light you had from candles on the table, from the walkers.

You and your mom and sister were very close, your sister was a few years older than you and much more experienced with life. She had truly lived when the world was alive and well, she never missed an opportunity to do what she wanted, when she wanted. You had always admired this trait in your older sister. You were the thinker, the one who always had to think things through, you spent most of your days in the real world lost in homework, trying to keep everyone but yourself happy. Truth be told? You didn’t know what you wanted from this life, even before it ended.

Your mom was strong and silent these days, you had all watched your father get bit during the initial starting months of whatever this plague was. He was trying to protect you and was devoured by two walkers that had stumbled into your outdoor camp. After that happened you only stayed indoors. You mother had taught you how to hunt and scavenger the land, you all learned as you went, and before you know it years in this world had gone by and you were all still breathing.

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anonymous asked:

I love Omega!Stiles, can you rec me some of your fav fics with this trope??

Sure can! :)

You Smell Like Mine by bleep0bleep [13k, E]

People talk about the alpha instinct, an alpha’s head being swayed by a nice-smelling omega, or the desire to drop everything and show off. Derek’s never felt any of that. He’s just not that kind of alpha.

Then he meets Stiles.

Fight Fires In Your Best Clothes by standinginanicedress [67k, E]

The key isn’t actually being confident, he repeats in his head in Lydia’s breathy voice. It’s faking the hell out of it and looking as sexy as possible while you do it. For omegas, it’s easy. There’s a natural charm to all of us that only takes seconds to engage, and barely takes practice.

Walk into the room, he chants in his head. Own it, and look people in the eyes. Find the best looking alpha, have them buy you a drink, and the rest is easy.

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After she examines Joanne’s daughter — Scully’s been told her name a few times now, but she does her best to avoid learning new names; it only makes things harder — Scully cleans her hands and heads for the hall.

The girl looks up at her, her blue eyes wide. She’s so young. “You’re not going to leave?”

“I am,” Scully says, “but I’ll be back.” She’s making an awful lot of promises lately.

Joanne jumps to her feet the second the door opens. “Is she—”

Scully is no obstetrician, but the girl has lost a lot of blood, and there are no diagnostic ultrasounds, no blood supply or sterile equipment. “You can’t move her,” she says flatly. “She’ll need to stay here until it’s time. Probably a few days.”

At the same time, Caleb says, “That’s not an option” and Joanne says, “I won’t leave her.”

Caleb throws his hands up. “Then you stay, too. I don’t care. But we need to keep moving for as long as the days stay long.”

Scully looks at Joanne. “Choose,” she says quietly.

The caravan moves on that afternoon. Joanne stays behind and Payton goes with them, up to the mountains.

Before they leave Scully pulls her aside. She knows Will likes her; she knows Payton is a good kid. “You can stay with us, too,” she says. “And when I go back to the compound, we can travel together.”

Payton looks past her, toward the hills and the sky. After a moment, she says, “Do you ever feel like you’re walking on a tightrope? Like you’re just swaying up there while the wind blows you wherever? And every step you take, you’re just praying you don’t fall off?”

The sun is halfway down the sky, and it feels like a thousand years since Scully made a real choice, one where her hand wasn’t forced. She says, quietly, “Yes.”

Payton nods. “I’m not going to fall. I’m jumping.”

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Prompto and "Did you just blue shell me?"

“Did you just blue shell me?” W/ Prompto please and thank you!! 😙

You were attempting to keep the smug look off of your face to the best of your ability as you continued to keep the lead on Rainbow Road.  Poor Prompto didn’t quite know what he was getting himself into when he’d asked you to race him earlier in the day.  You’d been able to tell that he was more than a little confident in his Mario Kart skills, so you decided to let him be.  Good luck buddy, you’d thought to yourself.

The first few rounds you’d gone easy on him, letting him win a few rounds but making sure to win a few yourself so as to not make it obvious you were more or less letting him win.  Apparently you hadn’t done quite as well at keeping your actions secret, however, as Prompto brought it up by the fifth course the two of you started.  

“Stop going easy on me, ____,” Prompto had said with the smallest of pouts.  “You’ll make me feel bad.”

If he wanted you to stop going easy on him then so be it; he was the one that asked.  You weren’t going to feel bad if he wanted you to ultimately kick his butt in Mario Kart.  Here was to hoping that this didn’t somehow destroy your relationship though.

Just as you were rounding the corner – narrowly avoiding falling off the track – to see the finish line your blood ran cold at the warning siren that began to go off.  Your hands tightened on the controller, and your eyes widened as you watched baby Mario blast into the sky.  

“Did you just blue shell me?” You nearly screeched, eyes wide as you turned to Prompto.  The smug grin that nearly mirrored yours from earlier told you he had in fact blue shelled you.  

You continued to watch with wide eyes, heart sinking as you watched several players zoom past you to cross the finish line.  To save the rest of your pride, you continued towards the end of the track, though the cheer baby Mario let out as you crossed the finish line didn’t give you the thrill first place gave you. 

“I can’t believe you blue shelled me,” you muttered, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I guess you shouldn’t be so cocky,” Prompto teased as his laughter rang out into the room.  

Lance Meets the Former Blue Pilot {Competitive!Lance x Reader}.

Thinking of doing one of these for every Paladin? I got the idea off of another tumblr page, so it’s not a completely original idea, but it’s been on my mind for ages. More will be up in days to come! Enjoy!

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I Wanna Feel You From the Inside

TITLE:  I Wanna Feel You From the Inside
PAIRING: Reader/AU Castiel
SUMMARY:  For @greenappleeyes‘ fic challenge. My prompts were “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails and the quote, “Give me one good reason why I should wear a dress”. I wrote the fic listening to “Closer” on repeat and it definitely helped and set the mood. ;) STORY PLOT - Castiel is the leader of a team (left ambiguous, could be bad, could be good, could be vigilante) and the reader is one of his “soldiers” that he has a lustful relationship with.
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( #skin picking tw )

au ra probably shed their scales (Orben lore heavily implies this)


  • sauna-like rooms in bath houses specifically designed for au ra who want to have the most comfortable shed possible
  • “by the gods, Qusi is in such a bad mood this week. he must be shedding or something”
  • baby au ra being told off for being impatient about their sheds (“but Niku said my next shed will make my scales stronger!” “Niku also says fruit falls from trees because the sky is falling down! stop picking at it!”)
  • collecting scales of your child’s sheds as the equivalent of baby photos
  • au ra with badly/chronically flaking scales (because they have a condition, or because they eat the wrong diet)
  • au ra with scales which come loose but that always take like a fucken month to actually shed and it just feels itchy and uncomfortable the whole time
  • every tribe and community having its own ancestral treatments and superstitions about what can help
  • displaced au ra trying to find alternatives and replacements for treatments they used to use, the ingredients for which don’t exist in eorzea
  • ul’dahn alchemists trying to cash in with supplements and creams supposed to help
  • ten thousand fish extracts for every lominsian au ra to slather their shedding scales with
  • gridanian herb mixtures for itchy hyur or elezen skin being suggested to shedding au ra, with varying success
Untitled Drabble #1

Title: None ‘cause I can’t come up with any, people keep talking at me ‘n stuff.
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: None, wincest overtones.
AU/Canon: AU - no fire, John&Mary alive, no supernatural stuff
Triggers: None
Rating: T for language
Summary: The weechesters go for a ride.
Additional notes: tagging @itsnotsammy because you know why.

It was one of the hottest days of June 1998, and Dean’s swollen knee ached way too bad for him to brave the heat, so he was sprawled on the living room couch watching dumb daytime TV when the shouting started.

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Whiplash Part 2 :) Joker X Reader

As my body lied still in bed my mind sprung up old memories some great and some I would rather not have brought up again. The one that came up the most was the first time J and I had spent time in our flower garden. I had brought it up to him numerous times, the idea to put in a flower garden he had though replied “ Now now you know that would ruin my mysterious facade sugar” and walk away getting angrier and angrier every time I asked. Being rejected so many times I gave up spending my days sulking around the house. I wasn’t allowed to leave the building without J closely by my side leaving my only to the books I had read millions of time before as well as the records I had worn down.I was alone. 

A spell of depression hit me and often I would find myself curled up in a ball crying and crying out of sheer unhappiness. J becoming his own special type of worried stormed in my room one day his eyes mad and his hair messy. “Baby, Baby! light of my life. Fine! you have won have your flower garden but for the love of sanity stop this awful crying!”  The next morning my eyes wandered out of our bedroom window and sure enough there it was, the most beautiful flower garden I had ever seen. I begged and begged for him to come out into the garden with me for what must have been weeks until I wore him down just enough he agreed to come out with me.

 Frantically I showed him all the different flowers telling him their scientific names as well as their common names trying to add in jokes to keep him interested. All he did was smirk dragging his pointer finger along the soft petals. After awhile I told him he could go back to what he was doing before, I had to trim all the excess branches to keep everything neat looking. J just nodded kissing me softly on the lips before going back inside. I sighed feeling a little disappointed. The grass was so soft on my feet though it was hard to stay unhappy. Dreamily I fumbled around in a small shed that held all of my gardening tools looking for my small hedge cutters. I began singing the 80′s song “Heaven is a place on earth” that my mom would play when she was folding her laundry before she died. My cutters where in the very back behind the rake with the pink handle leaning up against the dingy wooden walls. My singing stopped as I went to grab it. 

To my surprise I heard  voice behind me. “Why are ya stoppin’” I jumped bashing my head off of the short ceiling of the shed before turning around. J was sitting one of the luxurious white metal chairs by the red rose bush polishing his favorite pistol. My face became extremely red giggling I tried to cover my ass. “Oh sorry it was the radio. I could turn it back on if you want” He squinted his eyes smiling. “No how about you sing that pretty song for me doll Hmm? Wouldn’t want to waste any electricity” I laughed nervously making my way to the white rose bush just a crossed the garden. “Ready when you are my songbird.” I had my back turned to him and I began to sing the lyrics softly chopping off the thick branches that stuck out a little to far . “Ahemm” He said putting his hand to his ear. “I can’t seem to hear ya” I sang louder completely mortified. He would never let me hear the end of this. In my mind I could hear his happy taunts bringing them out to put me down when he needed hid spirits lifted. I would smile and laugh with him like I always did no matter the degree he schooled me at. My lips sung the last lines of the song and an awkward silence fell over us. Suddenly I heard him clap, silently cursing and closing my eyes ‘here it comes’ I thought preparing my ego. “Your a natural Doll, sing for me again sometime”  Thus beginning our daily routine of me tending to the garden and J polishing his gun and listening to me.

The next night I woke up from the pain the radiated from my neck with a gasp, my heavy eyes flying open as fast as they could. The pain felt like someone was sticking a clothes iron to my neck and shaking it to make the pain that little bit more worst. Tears streamed my face as I tried desperately to call out for someone to help me, my voice was to quiet though. Alongst my pain heard I heard a faint song coming in the direction of the garden. I listened closer squinting my eyes as if that would some how make the noise louder, it didn’t but after many minutes of trying the song became clearer. “ohh baby do you know what that’s worth ohh heaven is a place on earth.” I smiled turning my head the the left, a metal reflection blinded my eyes for a moment seeing pale skin and then bright green hair. I chuckled to myself before falling asleep from my “hard investigative” work. 

The sun was high in the sky when I woke up. My frail arms pulled on the black bed sheets finding strength to sit up on my own. The doctor walked in practically screeching in happiness. “Y/N! your up?! How are you feeling?!” I was able to choke out a raspy “better” laughing to myself J mus have been harder on her as of late. “Let me go get someone who will be overjoyed to see you” She skipped out of my room her brown haired ponytail bouncing back and fourth. She had deep bruises around her neck in the shape of hands. Guilt bounced around in my head until I saw him stroll into the room.

To be continued in part 3!!! Thank you for reading I love you all! and if you have any suggestions let me know! until next time Same bat time Same bat channel!!!

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the double!talon au

Suggested by @dudeblade. Thanks!

  • it starts off as just a really good day- she’s testing the slipstream, the first plane to use tele-fucking-portation, and she’s been chosen to test-run it, but no biggie
  • lena whizzes through the halls, cheerful as usual, greets everyone she meets by name
  • she’s almost vibrating by the time she gets to the runway, sees the Slipstream
  • it’s beautiful
  • she’s pretty sure she’s in love
  • “be careful, lena,” calls the atc, and she salutes, climbs into the cockpit
  • she whistles as she fits on her com, runs an admiring hand over the dashboard in front of her
  • “the slipstream cleared for takeoff. all set.” comes the tinny voice through the com
  • “aye-aye”
  • “love you too, max. now let’s get this baby into the air”
  • it’s all fine and dandy
  • the slipstream rises smoothly into the air, and lena does an unnecessary victory loop, whooping
  • very, very distantly you can hear max screaming in agony
  • and then she presses a button that reads ‘teleportation matrix’ and she feels the plane shudder. she grips the levers, and- she’s gone.
  • the slipstream disappears, and she falls from the sky, and suddenly there’s another flash and she’s atop a pyramid- is that the sphinx being built- and then confucius, cross-legged on a pillow-is that guy freud- holy jesus it’s jesus- the birth of ellen degeneres- gabe’s embarrassing baby pictures- and lena flips, disjointed, through time and space, for what seems like forever and no time at all
  • and at last when she flickers into existence there’s a whump and abruptly someone shoves her into a harness
  • “hi,” she says.
  • there’s a girl looking down at her wearing overalls.
  • “there you are.” she says cheerfully. “we’ve been looking for you for ages.”
  • “are you an overwatch agent?”
  • the girl frowns. “no. i’m sorry, lena. they gave up on looking for you months ago. i’m part of talon.”
  • lena blinks. “talon? wait, overwatch stopped looking for me? but they’re my friends!”
  • “they’re not as good as you thought they were, lena. no one’s as good as you.”
  • lena, dazed and betrayed, joins them, with her new red-tinted chronal accelerator.
  • a few months later, there’s a new girl. lena hears the stories, and eventually she runs into her one day
  • she stops in her tracks. this girl is… very pretty.
  • apparently being flung through time and space does not alter gayness
  • “hi. i’m tracer.”
  • the girl looks at her. “widowmaker.”
  • “cheery name.”
  • “thank you.”
  • they get along surprisingly well.
  • the reports to talon hq include the fact that ‘agent #5 and agent #13 have become very good friends as of lately, and it is likely that they may become an excellent team”
  • omitted: “they are very gay for each other”
  • before a mission, tracer will do this thing where she touches foreheads with widow (which takes like a stool cuz she’s short af) and say, very quietly, “stay safe, love”
  • one time, widow blinks very rapidly, eyelashes fluttering against tracer’s, and says “continuer en sécurité, amour” and after that, tracer says “stay safe, my love”
  • and when someone insults widowmaker, tracer springs to her defense
  • “you don’t understand, she just loves differently, and she feels, i know she does, and goddamnit i love her”
  • and after missions, they bang
  • a lot
  • a lot as in they need five replacement beds in a month
  • which is not even their record
  • widow will flank tracer in battle even though technically she’s defense bc she wants to make sure her gf is safe
  • tracer will drop back like 7686453 km just to check on widow’s little nest and the talon suit manning the mission will yell “what the hell are you doing agent 5 there are 15 agents coming at me and i’m alone”
  • anyways they’re badass and gay and i love them
arctic monkeys prompt list

below is a list of 50 prompts from the lyrics of arctic monkeys songs. this is in no way an all-inclusive list, just some of my favorites - feel free to add more!

1. “when you want to escape, say the word.”
2. “i know that getting you alone isn’t easy to do.”
3. “with the exception of you, i dislike everyone in the room.”
4. “i was just dreaming of bumping into you.”
5. “why’d you only call me when you’re high?”
6. “i need a partner; are you out tonight?”
7. “baby, i’m yours.”
8. “i’ll be yours until the stars fall from the sky.”
9. “i’ll be yours until the sun no longer shines.”
10. “nothing in the world could drive me away.”
11. “i dreamt about you nearly every night this week.”
12. “how many secrets can you keep?”
13. “was sort of hoping that you’d stay.”
14. “maybe i’m too busy being your to fall for somebody new.”
15. “i don’t know if you feel the same as i do.”
16. “we could be together, if you wanted to.”
17. “do you want me crawling back to you?”
18. “satisfaction feels like a distant memory.”
19. “are you mine?”
20. “the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways.”
21. “will you pour me one for the road?”
22. “i saw this coming from the start.”
23. “don’t fall apart.”
24. “the horizon tries, but it’s just not as kind on the eyes.”
25. “her lips are like the galaxy’s edge.”
26. “i want it all.”
27. “can you feel it?”
28. “ain’t it just like you to kiss me and then hit the road?”
29. “it’s not like i’m falling in love, i just want you to do me no good.”
30. “before the moment’s gone.”
31. “run, but you cannot hide.”
32. “suppose you’ve gotta do what you gotta do.”
33. “you said you try sometimes, but you just can’t figure out what went wrong.”
34. “i can’t explain, but i wanna try.”
35. “there’s all these secrets i can’t keep.”
36. “it’s kind of strange now you’re gone.”
37. “i suspect you already know.”
38. “i thought i was yours forever, well maybe i was mistaken.”
39. “i heard that you fell in love.”
40. “snap out of it.”
41. “that sounds like settling down, or giving up. but it don’t sound much like you.”
42. “darling, how could you be so blind?”
43. “i thought you might be mine.”
44. “i’ve got a feeling i might have lit the very fuse you were trying not to light.”
45. “you were the stranger in my phone book i was acting like i knew.”
46. “you could be my baby.”
47. “you call the shots babe, i just wanna be yours.”
48. “at least as deep as the pacific ocean.”
49. “secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought.”
50. “i wanna be yours.”

Merman! Sicheng (winwin)

• okay literally everyone loves him

• he’s friends with the entire ocean, I’m not even joking, he’d be swimming by and loads of baby seahorses swim towards him and snuggle into his neck, making him smile as he holds some in  his hands

• While the other merfolk admire how much all of the sea creatures love him and how well he takes care of them.

• he does the same for the elders of the sea, he would visit them as much as he could, telling them stories of the week, making sure to drop off some seaweed he collected when he drops by

• he treated everyone as if they were his very own family and in return the was like a son or brother to them too.

• he makes sure none of the babies don’t stray from the boundaries of the seabed’s their community owned

• as a sign of thanks, more often than not he’d wake up to find some sort of gift whether it be shells, pearls or food so he keeps them in a trinket box he found from a ship wreck

• surfing was everything to you, you could escape your daily worries by fleeing to the beach, listening to the waves overlap and breathing in the fresh sea air, allowing all your thoughts to fall into place

• Your favourite thing to do though was to wake up really early at 5am and race to the sand dunes to watch the sunrise. Feeling the breeze against your skin as you sat, the sunbeams illuminating the small beach town you were from.

• it was a sight that never failed to amaze you, the sky was painted with baby pinks, oranges and then finally settled on a light blue.

• After watching the sunrise you raced to the beach with your board and made your way to the shore before the sand became crowded with people.

• And that was when sicheng first saw you, everyday just before sunrise he set off towards the shore to pick up some more seaweed for the elders and it was a plus if he could find more shells for his trinket box. he knew that the humans wouldn’t be awake for a few more hours so he took the chance to go towards the more shallow parts at the break of dawn

• when he looked up towards the colourful beach houses, which reflected an orange tint thanks to the sun, he came across a lone figure which very nearly made him gasp out loud

• there was simply no words to describe how beautiful you were, whether it was the way the sun made your skin glow and your hair shine, or the peaceful look on your face as you closed your eyes and listened to the waves

• sicheng really couldn’t understand why he was so infactuated with you but one thing he did know was that he wanted to find out more
• as you advanced towards the waves he swam to the nearest cluster of rocks so that he wouldn’t be spotted easily
• you ran out until you were waist deep and clambered onto the board, a leg on either side, sighing in content, the waves were perfect for surfing, laying flat on the board you began to paddle further into the sea, waiting for the perfect wave.
• sicheng watched in amazement as you rode the waves like a fine art, like it was second nature, you had always been comfortable in water so when you first tried out surfing you were in love with it

• sicheng looked at the sky which was now sitting perfectly in the sky, it was time for him to return back home before more humans gathered at the beach and although he wished he could stay all day and admire your beauty it was too dangerous to stick around

• he took one more glance at you, taking in the details of your face before regretfully delving back into the sea and returned to the seabed
• for the whole day you hadn’t left his mind, he told anyone that would listen as he drabbled on about you, the baby seahorses, the starfish and the elders who shared a knowing nod and exchanged smiles, they all knew that sicheng had begun to like the girl yet he didn’t even know himself, he had never experienced this warmth in his chest before, it was a completely alien to him.

• They were absolutely delighted that the “ocean’s son” had taken an interest in someone, even if it was a human. They had always wanted him to find someone who took care of him just as he took care of all of the merfolk and creatures in their community.
• Everyone had picked up on his extra chirpy mood, humming songs under his breath and playing around with the clownfish.
• Normally he would have been reluctant to wake up so early to go to the shore but the next day he darted across the sea floor and quickly picked the seaweed before zooming to same rocks he hid before, hoping to get a sight of your face amongst the tops of the sand dunes.

• his hopes of seeing you again began to fade as the sun rose in the sky, it must have been just pure luck that day that he had seen you, with a frown he returned back home with seaweed and a few shells in hand, anyone could see that he wasn’t the usual bright sicheng everyone knew and loved
• the next few days were the same, you were a no show and his hopes of seeing you ever again were deflating
• you had been given an offer by your manager to take care of his shop for a few days while he was on a business trip and in return he would pay you overtime, as soon as he came back you prepared everything for your long awaited surf
• sicheng frowned making his way back to the shore again when he noticed a very familiar surfboard, he almost shouted in delight seeing you again when he never thought he would
• looking around on your board, taking in the wonderful scenery when you come across a pair of eyes in the water which widened when they met yours, who else would be in the ocean at this time? you were so transfixed by the eyes in the water that you didn’t see the huge wave coming your way
• the impact knocked you off your bored sending sicheng into a state of panic, seaweed long forgotten he raced towards you, taking you into his arms and swam towards the nearest rocks, placing you on them and swam back to retrieve your board
• when he dived back you noticed his tail, leaving you in awe, he was a mermaid?!
• he returned back to the rocks “are yOU OKAY?”
• your eyes met with a handsome man, his eyes were beautiful, a deep brown colour, contrasting with the blues of the ocean, his brows slightly furrowed out of worry and his plump lips frowned slightly in concern.
• “y-yeah I’m good now, thank you for saving me, w-what is that?”
• you asked pointing down to his lower half
• “oh this?” he smiled, spinning around “it’s my tail!”, diving into the water, allowing the scales to reflect off of the sun, showing a variety of blues and lilacs
• you couldn’t help but smile back at him, the only word that came to mind to describe the merman was enchanting, his eyes glistened with amusement as you continued to stare at his tail
• after overcoming the initial  shock you threw question after question at sicheng, asking him about anything and everything making him laugh
• “woah woah woah first of all my name’s sicheng and your’s is?”
• “___________”
• “wow it suits you”
• “Huh?”
• “beautiful”
• after your cheeks turned the same colour as the sunlight, sicheng answered all of your questions one by one, often going on tangents of funny stories like how a whale tried to disguise itself with some coral during a game of hide and seek
• After sharing stories of the sea and land the sun had risen and it was time for you both to return back to where you belonged.
• “Promise you’ll come back and visit me?”
• “I’ll be back tomorrow sicheng, you can count on it”
• and that’s how your relationship blossomed, you tried to visit him as much as possible, bringing him beads for his trinket box and a necklace with a fish charm whereas he collected the finest shells he could find to give you in return
• He’d swim right beside you as you surfed sharing lots of giggles when you took a break.

• one day you show up to the rocks before him which was never the case. thinking he had forgotten about the meeting when you see him swim alongside two dolphins, making you freak out, he knew that dolphins were your favourite animal and you had always wanted to swim with them
• you plunged into the water and gave him a hug out of gratitude
• “s-sicheng i-i can’t thank you enough this is the be-”
• he quickly kissed your cheek to stop you from rambling, a quirk of yours he had quickly discovered
• “shhh your rambling, go have fun i know how much you wanted this” he smiled, tucking a stray  piece of hair behind your ear
• nodding happily you took hold of his hand, lacing your fingers through his before gently taking hold of the dolphins fin, swimming around for the entire morning
• finally reaching the rock again, you both smiled, most definitely one of the best memories you’ve ever made but only one of the many you hope to make with sicheng.

Wow this one is even longer than the last, please let me know what you think!! Feedback is always appreciated and have a wonderful day !!

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Not Supposed To Happen

This was requested by anon. It’s a Hotch x Reader where it’s a few years after Haley’s death, Reader is the first person he has truly loved since Haley’s death. They are engaged and she’s a very good mother to Jack. She is pregnant and roughly 7-8 months. He tries to convince her to take time off, but she doesn’t want to stop helping people. On a case she gets shot in front of him and is rushed to hospital and he has flashbacks with Haley and it’s lots of feels and heartbreak.

You never expected to fall in love. It was an inevitable thing that fell from the sky right into your life. But now, you were happier than ever engaged to the man of your dreams and carrying his baby. Plus, you worked with him. He was just as happy as you. You were the perfect match.

You also never expected to get hurt. Just like falling in love, the pain and suffering was an inevitable happening. But you never expected it to be so literal.

Even though you were very pregnant with Hotch’s child, you managed to get him to reluctantly agree to allowing you to continue working. You would be driven insane if you didn’t work and Hotch knew that. You had a constant determination to help absolutely everybody that could not be stopped, not even by the precious child in your stomach.

At the beginning of the case, you had that nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach that it would be a bad one, a painful one. But you ignored the feeling, telling yourself that it was how you always felt and you were pregnant so the hormones were making you paranoid. Boy, what a mistake that was.

It was such a routine thing, canvassing the neighborhood. It wasn’t supposed to be dangerous. That was why Hotch agreed to allow you and Spencer to walk around and talk to the victim’s neighbors. That persistent warning feeling that you had felt earlier in the morning returned as you and Spencer walked up the steps of the one dingy house on the block. You chalked it down to your stomach not liking something that you had for breakfast and continued on.

The second that you and Spencer had identified yourselves as FBI you knew that something was off about the man that answered the door. He froze unnaturally, an artificial smile pasted on his face. The man politely invited you into his house.

He locked the door behind him and you immediately knew that something was wrong. You crept just behind Spencer and inconspicuously pulled out your phone. You texted your fiance your address. You knew that trouble was coming. You needed him.

You protectively wrapped a hand around your round stomach, instinctively shielding the baby from the harm you knew was on its way from the man.

He lead you and Spencer into a cramped, ill-matched living room that smelled of staleness. Your stomach rolled at the smell. You really did not like this place.

The man politely asked the two of you to take a seat on the couch and you reluctantly did so as he sat adjacent to you in an ancient chair that matched nothing else in the entire room.

You and Spencer asked him numerous questions involving the murders that you were investigating. You could tell that he was lying through his teeth when he said that he had heard about the murders on the news, but knew nothing more of it than what had been broadcasted. Your heart was racing in fear for your unborn child and the indefinite danger that you predicted lay ahead of you.

You could tell that Spencer was agitated and worried, too. His foot was tapping fretfully, rapidly moving up and down due to nerves. The team had profiled that the guy would be ruthless and would hold no mercy for you because of your pregnancy. Your child was sacred to the entire BAU. They were family. Spencer scooted toward you protectively as the man sat comfortably across from the two of you, his arm stretched out nonchalantly across the back of his chair. You could see the ghost of a smile meeting the edges of his lips.

Where was Hotch? He needed to get you guys out of there! And soon!

Suddenly, you heard sirens blast down the street, loud and blaring. Within moments, the creepy room had flooded with red and blue flickering lights from the cars that covered the driveway and yard. Hotch had come for you, thank goodness.

Before you knew it, a team of agents and police officers broke down the door of the unsub’s house, rushing in to save you and your coworker. Unfortunately, the sudden appearance of the cops greatly rattled him. He did not like it one bit and instantly felt substantially threatened.

He gracefully pulled a gun from a hiding place between two inconspicuous throw pillows, and grabbed the nearest person as a hostage. You.

Hotch immediately took a concerned step forward, his gun raised. He couldn’t lose you. He had already lost Hayley and his son had finally regained somebody to act as a mother. He couldn’t lose his unborn child either. He was so concerned and scared for you, he tossed all inhibitions in the wind without a second thought and took several large thoughtless, confident steps toward you and the unsub.

“Please, take me. Let her go. She is pregnant.” He begged

The unsub cackled, “Ha! Like that matters! Leave us alone, and maybe I might just let her leave.”

You felt tears spring from your eyes. This couldn’t be the end for you and your baby. It couldn’t be. Hotch didn’t move an inch. He stood defiantly where he was, calculating how he could save you. You didn’t move your eyes away from him at all. Just the sight of him gave a slight ounce of condolence from the overwhelming fear that you felt.

You felt as if all hope was lost. The team of agents that had marched into the house were slowly backing away toward the door. Spencer cautiously moved with them, careful not to be noticed by the man that had his hold on you. But Hotch stood recalcitrantly in the center of the living room, making complete direct eye contact with you. He was not about to give up on you.

Spencer abruptly made a swift movement toward the man that held a tight grip on you. Hotch moved at the same exact time. The unsub was thrown off by the unexpected attack on himself and loosened his grip on you, allowing you to take a step away from him. He was still able to let out a shot at you before he tumbled to the floor in a not-so-graceful manner and Spencer cuffed him.

But he hit you. The single shot that had been released from his gun in the flurry of movement had hit you directly in the leg. The pain immediately took over you and you froze where you stood before your head spun and you fell toward the ground. Hotch hit you just before you hit the hard floor.

He cradled you in his arms, noticing the blood. You just barely noticed that tears were streaming down his face just like yours.

“Don’t leave me, y/n. Please. Please, y/n, please.” He pleaded with you but you felt really tired and your head spun insanely fast. You could not go through a complete coherent thought without being taken over by the immense pain radiating from your gunshot wound.

You were lifted onto a stretcher and rushed to the hospital. They performed surgery on your leg where you had been shot. The doctors carefully fished the bullet from the inside of your leg and stitched you back up, all the while carefully monitoring the status of your baby.

Thankfully, you and your child made it through the traumatic injury.

When you woke up, dreary and in tremendous pain, the first thing that you noticed was Hotch. He sat close by your hospital bed with his head in his hands. You just stared at him, and you soon realized that there were tears spilling from his eyes.

“Hey.” You croaked out

He looked up at you and wiped his eyes. He smiled a wet smile and sniffed before moving closer to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Hey,” He whispered quietly to you, “You’re awake.”

“Are you alright?” You rasped

He nodded solemnly, “Yeah, I’m fine. This is just a lot, you know. I keep thinking about how this happened with Hayley. She’s gone because of me. I would not have been able to live with myself if I lost you, too.”

“None of this was your fault, babe.” You consoled him. You reached for his hand and squeezed it gently.

He moved his face away from your gaze and sniffed. When he turned back to you, tears had continued to cascade down his cheek.

“I’m so sorry, y/n.” He whispered

You reached a hand up and cupped his cheek in your hand. “It’s okay, Aaron. I love you.”

He gave you a quiet smile, trying to convince himself that your words were true. “You should get some sleep. You need to heal. I love you.” He said. You drifted off to sleep while he remained wide awake for hours, eventually falling into a restless sleep that did little to comfort his wrong thoughts.

About a week later, you found yourself in the hospital again. Only this time, you had your newborn daughter cradled in your arms.

Jack bounded eagerly into the room, overjoyed to finally meet his baby sister.

“Hey, Jack.” You smiled at your soon-to-be stepson, “I want you to meet your little sister, Jemma Hayley Hotchner.”

The young boy carefully sat himself down on the edge of your hospital bed and looked down at his new baby sister with a gleeful smile. He reached out a hand and warily placed a delicate hand on her smooth hair.

You looked proudly up at Hotch, who was staring down at the three most important people in his life with a wistful smile.

“I love you.” You said to him, breaking him from his thoughts.

He smiled at you and leaned down, pressing a loving kiss on your lips, “I love you, too, y/n.”

A few months later, the two of you got married with your beautiful daughter, amazing son, and loving family of friends by your side. None of it was ever supposed to happen, not the pain, not the happiness. But you were so, so glad that it did. It was all worth it.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you could suggest some fics with louis as a single dad, but (very) well written ones! i've been going through your fic rec tag and ao3, it feels like i've run out of fics:( thank you for your help!!

- nothing else but us right here : Louis sighs and gives himself a mental pep talk as he smooths his jumper down over his hips. He can do this. He can resist the draw of Harry Styles, because he is a responsible, mature adult, and as much as he wants to tangle his fingers in that mess of hair and map those ridiculous tattoos with his tongue, he does not want to get his daughter’s favorite teacher fired. (35k)

- You Got Time : The thing is, Louis wasn’t meant to exist without Aaron. They’d grown up together and into each other. Forged together by pain and trials they were too young to deal with. Forged by love too of course, an absolute fuckton of the stuff. Melded together until they were two halves of a whole. Now, Louis just feels like half a person.Or, the one where Louis’ pretty sure he’s already loved and lost his soulmate, and then he meets Harry. (61k)

- Flour and Chocolate : t was nice, for a bakery he supposed. Then he approached the display cabinet. And the foreboding slammed into him. Because every product had letters next to it. Letters. GF, DF, V, O, VGN. What. The. Fuck? Lifting his eyes to the chalkboard menu spread across the back wall Louis felt physically ill. ‘Gluten-free’, ‘organic’, ‘vegan’, ‘paleo’, ‘dair-…’ Wait, what the fuck was a paleo? He had entered some hipster-trash establishment and it was more than time to get out.  OR Louis is a single dad and Harry works at the newly opened bakery down the street. (145k)

- we can get there (we can do it if we try) : He’s a bit shocked when he sees the person in front of him. Because, it’s a man? Which, yeah, he guesses that really isn’t that weird, but. Just, what? Of all the nannies Louis has ever met he has never once encountered a male. And really, of all the males he has encountered, he has never encountered one so pretty. Okay, there’s Zayn, but, he doesn’t count. [or, the one where Louis’s a dad in desperate need for a new nanny. Harry’s perfect for the job] (28k)

- we’re afire love      : Harry and Louis are best friends. Harry has the whole “crush” thing under control, honestly. Until, of course, he moves in with Louis and his baby. (11k)

- All Too Human     : Louis has a 3 year old son and works at a daycare while getting his education degree.Harry’s a fresh face Popstar with the world in his hands.They meet over applesauce and hide n’ go seek. (166k)

UPDATE (last update April 4th 2017)

- Everything Has Changed : When Louis’ sister can no longer watch his child, he needs to find a new nanny. Harry comes into their lives and he unexpectedly changes everything. (27k)

- A Life That We Share (I Owe It All to You):   When Harry’s son came home from school crying he didn’t think things could get any worse. Lucky for them, things were just about to change for the best.or Harry’s son get bullied until Louis’ son shows up :) (34k)

- For You I Saved the Love (I Never Knew How to Give): OR the one where Louis moves to a small town with his young daughter and has a gorgeous neighbor. Harry loves children and Louis also likes him a little bit. Lots of fluff.  (42k)

- Manhattan From The Sky: Harry’s been raised to know that successful men do not fall in love. Louis believes that love is all you need to be successful in life. They meet. (47k)

- baby we could be enough (i’ll make this feel like home) : [harry is a photographer who’s trying to find his place. louis is a single father with a smile that feels like home.] (52k)

- Never Too Late : Just having come out of the closet and recovering from vocal surgery, famous recording artist Harry Styles needs to get away from LA to work on new music needing to prove to his label that his career isn’t over.   Little does he know that his life is about to change forever when he runs into an old friend at the city he’s decided to escape to. (18k)