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ID #23328

Name: Ellie
Age: 13
Country: USA

Hello, my name is Ellie and I’m a 13-year-old girl from the United States. My main sport is swimming, and I also like to draw a lot. My favorite thing to do is to travel.

A bit more about me: I love animals, nature, math, and science. My MBTI type is ENFJ. Making new friends is something that I enjoy, and photography is one of my hobbies. I also (secretly) like Hetalia a little bit. In my free time, I do some volunteer work as well.

I found this account through one of my family members, and I thought it would be a really cool opportunity to meet new people around the world. I’d love to be able to send actual mail, but emails are fine too. As for languages, I understand a little bit of Farsi.

I have an open mind, so anyone can feel free to talk to me. I’d love to have a really committed penpal.

Preferences: 15 and under only (gender doesn’t matter) and no one from the United States please.

Good Morning/Afternoon!

Mun is exhausted after the concert last night, so I’ll be slow to replies and asks today. BUT I WILL GET TO THEM! Just, going to probably nap a bit. Ask box is still open though, so feel free to keep stuff coming. And if you mention me in a post or send an rp starter that’s fine! I’ll see it once I’m more awake. I have to format some replies later, anyway. Too many long rp threads making it hard to navigate my page. Anyway, hope you’re all doing fine today! Love you all and I’ll see you after my nap.

Originally posted by emilnakola

Reading Your Comments #100

Hey there! So I posted this already on Twitter yesterday but I wanted to get some from here too. I’m going to be doing the RYC #100 episode soon and I wanted to make it something more than a regular episode :D I’m going to be going through the #100septiccomments tag here to compile a mega list of comments for it so please feel free to send me some comments if you wanna be involved :D 

hI SCHool is coming for me and im transferring to a Very Expensive School and also i’m too lazy to do commissions so i’m making adoptables instead

INFO/RULES:

  • $33 each
  • no holds
  • i only accept paypal!!
  • do not resell these
  • first come first serve
  • send me an ask if interested!
  1. SOLD
  2. SOLD
  3. SOLD
  4. OPEN
  5. SOLD

if you don’t wanna buy these you can also just donate to my paypal(jremonde2000@yahoo.com) or reblog this i’d deeply appreciate it <3

thanks for reading have a nice day!!

i always get a little miffed when i see apollo refered to as “the only man artemis ever loved” because no he wasn’t there was this dude named orion who accidentally stumbled on her hunting camp one time and she got all “hey fuck off im not having any of your rapey shit” but he was just like “dude wtf no its night time in the forest and youve got a campfire i just want to get warm” and she was like “???? okay?? this is weird and i don’t trust you but whatever” and they got to talking and they became the bestest hunting buddies ever and then apollo showed up like “oh HELL no youre not having your way with my sister” and tried to kill orion but artemis was like “damn it you sunbaked asshole think before you attack do you really think i couldnt have killed this guy on my own if i wanted to? hes cool af okay ima be mad as hell if you hurt him” and apollo was like “oh okay i get it i have to be sneaky about the fact that im a jealous fucknut who wants to kill this dude just because youre hanging out with him instead of me” so he gave orion a dream where he got killed by a fucking 10 foot scorpion and when he woke up there was an actual 10 foot scorpion outside his house so he did what any reasonable motherfucker would do and grabbed his gods damn sword to try and kill it but it was too strong and it pushed him back into the sea so he just goes “fuck this shit ima swim for it” and then apollo went to artemis and was all like “hey i saw this dude rape and kill a girl and i could have killed him myself but i thought youd want to do it” and artemis is all “youre damn right i do” and she shoots an arrow through orion’s face from so far away that his head looked like a tiny dot on the water at which point apollo just starts laughing like “haha lmao you said i couldnt kill him so i got you to do it for me also btw i lied about seeing him do some shit see ya” and fucks off to leave artemis alone with her dead best friend so she does what gods always do when shit goes down and hangs orion in the stars and goes to kill the scorpion but you know apollo didnt like that too much so he tries to send his fuckening scorpion up there to get orion a second time but artemis fuckin swats it and the scorpion ends up on the other fucking end of the sky so it never comes anywhere near him and theyre not even up there during the same months so since orion’s up there trying to hunt down that fucking scorpion and it’s trying to obey apollo and kill him, they just chase each other in circles for all eternity BUT orion got the better end of that deal because his belt is one of the most recognizable asterisms in the sky and i fucking dare you to tell me what scorpio looks like.

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and yet again I try to draw cool shit but cant decide what to go with in the end

also dont let yourself be fooled by the art bc here’s what I think abt it: this can be fucking hilarious

so heres a list of hcs aka a list of things I might have to draw sometimes later bc its ass oclock rn and I gotta travel tomorrow but this is rly good AU why is organization-type AUs so good

Keep reading

101 fluffy prompts
  • FALLING IN LOVE
  • 001: "You're really soft."
  • 002: "You smell nice."
  • 003: "I'm here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses."
  • 004: "Is it possible to love too much?"
  • 005: "I don't wanna get up-- you're comfy."
  • 006: "I will always be there protect you."
  • 007: "I'm cold. Come closer."
  • 008: "I love you a lot, but please stop trying to cook me dinner, you suck.”
  • 009: "The stars look especially lovely tonight."
  • 010: "I've never seen such gorgeous eyes before."
  • 011: "May I have this dance?"
  • 012: "I can't stop thinking about you."
  • 013: "You'll never feel alone with me by your side."
  • 014: "Let's get to know each other over dinner."
  • 015: "All I want is you."
  • 016: "I could never leave you, I love you too much!"
  • 017: "A fairytale with a happy ending always brings a smile to my face."
  • 018: "I want to hear you sing."
  • 019: "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you."
  • 020: "You look incredible in that."
  • 021: "He/She's quite stunning, isn't he/she?"
  • 022: "Sometimes I just can't control myself when around you."
  • 023: "Do you believe in love at first sight?"
  • 024: "I think I'm in love."
  • 025: "I’d like it if you stayed.
  • 026: "People are jerks, but not you."
  • 027: "I'll share the blankets with you."
  • 028: "I have never felt this way about anyone."
  • 029: "I want this to never end..."
  • 030: "Can I kiss you?"
  • LIVING TOGETHER
  • 031: "I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks."
  • 032: "Who changed the thermostat settings? I’m freezing to death."
  • 033: "Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?"
  • 034: "You can put your cold feet on me."
  • 035: "Your stray red item turned my whites pink."
  • 036: "A thunderstorm is rolling through town and you’re scared of lightening/thunder so I’ll protect you."
  • 037: "There was a power outage and now we have to have dinner by candlelight."
  • 038: "Rock Paper Scissors to see who has to go talk to the neighbors upstairs for being too loud."
  • 039: "I just came home to you crying while watching a movie, please tell me what’s going on."
  • 040: "Our AC is out and it’s the middle of the summer."
  • 041: "You found me crying on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night surrounded by a shattered jelly jar."
  • 042: "My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on"
  • 043: "We’re repainting the apartment and going to the hardware store together to pick out color swatches."
  • 044: "IF YOU USE UP ALL THE HOT WATER ONE MORE TIME IM GOING TO BAN YOU TO THE COUCH FOR A MONTH."
  • 045: "We’re watching Toy Story 3 and we can’t stop crying."
  • WEDDINGS/PROPOSALS
  • 046: "I caught the bouquet"
  • 047: "My ex just invited me to their wedding and I need you to be my date so it doesn’t look like I’ve spent the last few years failing to get over them."
  • 048: "We accidentally got married in Vegas oops"
  • 049: "I’m really drunk, please help me get safely out of the way so I don’t ruin our friend’s wedding."
  • 050: "I planned out this super romantic proposal and you just ruined it by beating me to whole proposing thing."
  • 051: "I wasn’t planning on asking you, but it appeared to me that life is short. Will you marry me? "
  • 052: "If you shove cake in my face this will be the worst wedding night of your life."
  • 053: "Do you take this man/woman to be your lawfully wedded husband/wife? "
  • 054: "May I have this dance, wife/husband? "
  • 055: "You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m so happy I can finally call you my wife/husband."
  • 056: "I jokingly told you that the only way I’d marry you was if you did this weird outlandish thing, and you actually did it, and I’m kind of charmed."
  • 057: "This is probably a bad time, but marry me?"
  • MARRIED LIFE
  • 058: "We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about. "
  • 059: "Your ‘miracle hangover cure’ couldn’t possibly beat mine."
  • 060: "I know you haven’t had the best experience with dogs in the past but look at its face please please can we keep it?"
  • 061: "I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary, but everything that could go wrong, did go wrong."
  • 062: "I beat you at Mario Kart and now you're banishing me to the couch for the night?”
  • 063: "I surprised you with tickets to see our favorite band… WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SURPRISED ME WITH TICKETS TO SEE THEM TOO?"
  • 064: "I know we had a big fight but we still need to decorate the house for the holidays."
  • 065: "Oh! Hey! Could you come and taste this to see if it's okay?"
  • 066: "We’re arguing over book versus movie."
  • 067: "I came home to a Nerf gun on the front porch and a note that says ‘Here is your weapon. I have one too. Loser cooks dinner. Good luck. xo’"
  • 068: "We’ve been celebrating our wedding anniversary on the wrong day for the past nine years."
  • 069: "You had a business trip and I missed you so much that I kind of tore up the house in your absence like a dog with separation anxiety… sorry?"
  • 070: "We both have nowhere else to be so we get to spend our rare day off at home."
  • PREGNANCY
  • 071: "I bet it’s a girl/boy."
  • 072: "Do you think it’s possible that I…might be… pregnant? "
  • 073: "I thought I was pregnant but the test must have been wrong. I’m not. "
  • 074: "You’re lucky I’m pregnant!"
  • 075: "Can you help me up, your child is pretty heavy."
  • 076: "I could really use a foot rub right now."
  • 077: "Your dad is really excited to meet you soon, it’s driving me crazy."
  • 078: "Do you wanna know the sex of the baby?"
  • 079: "The baby’s kicks are keeping me up at night."
  • 080: "Did you feel that?"
  • 081: "I can’t fit into my favorite dress anymore. "
  • 082: "OH MY GOD I’M GOING INTO LABOR. WHAT DO WE DO NOW?!
  • 083: "I can’t be pregnant… or….OH MY GOD! "
  • 084: "I think you might be pregnant.”
  • 085: "It’s 2 am but you’re craving cake and we’re both up anyway so let’s bake in our underwear."
  • PARENTING
  • 086: "I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes."
  • 087: "Sh…they’re asleep."
  • 088: "I think someone had a little accident with the finger paint."
  • 089: "Mondays are your diaper days."
  • 090: "Our kid is totally the one who wanted to build a pillow fort, not me."
  • 091: "Ooh…someone’s got a tummy ache."
  • 092: "Are you sure you don’t want me to drop them off myself? I don’t think you could handle seeing them off alone."
  • 093: "I told you we should have just gotten that German Shepherd puppy."
  • 094: "What do you think for their punishment? Grounding? No video games? No going out for a week?"
  • 095: "Mm…your kid before five in the morning."
  • 096: "Come on now, I think you’re being too harsh. He/she’s just a kid. Remember all of the stupid things we used to do when we were their age?"
  • 097: "So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
  • 098: "I think we should have another."
  • 099: "Why wasn’t I invited to your wedding?"
  • 100: "Okay fine, one more story, but then you really have to go to bed."
  • 101: "…They just grow up so fast."
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Opened up Critical Role-based art prompts on twitter and got “Gilmore gets a pet” and “Gilmore has a baby dragon” so I combined the two! I wasn’t sure which colour I preferred so here are both! 

I really like you, you know? (Zach Dempsey x Reader)

Request: “Can I request a fic with Zach where the reader and Zach are snapchatting. The reader is really sleepy because she’s been staying up late to get homework done and being so tired, she accidently tells Zach she likes him a lot. (Can it be fluffy and a little angsty?)”

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It was still 4:30p.m., but you were already tired and longing for your bed. You tried really hard to keep your eyes open, but they had their way of beating you. Finally, you gave up. You got up from the table you were occupying on the school’s library, picked up your stuff and walked home.

The second you got into your room, you took of your shoes and slowly climbed into your bed. You hadn’t even closed your eyes yet when your phone lighted up and buzzed.

“How hard is it for a girl to get her beauty sleep in this wicked world?” you mumbled like a real drama queen, talking to the walls. You reached out lazily for your phone and, suddenly, all your complains went away. The top notification was a Snapchat from Zach Dempsey.

After waiting a while (in your mind, opening it up too quickly would make him think you were desperate), you finally saw his chat. It was just random letters, probably sent by mistake. You rolled your eyes, not believing you created all that expectation in your head. What were you thinking? That Zach freaking Dempsey snapchatted you saying he was madly crushing you?

You sent a question mark back and put your phone away. It only took five seconds for it to buzz again.

“You have got to be kidding me”

You didn’t want to look, all you wanted was a nice nap. Your curiosity spoke louder, and you picked it back up.

Zach Dempsey: Oh hello Y/N this is Zach and I stare at your Snapchat stories like an idiot
Zach Dempsey: I’m lovesick because of uuuuuu
Zach Dempsey: let me be the juliet to your romeo
Zach Dempsey: I’m juliet coz I’m a little girl

You realized it was one of his friends joking around, and laugh softly. You decided to mess around too.

You: I knew it.
Zach Dempsey: that I’m a little girl????
You: oh yeah. it’s common knowledge.

Video call from : Zach Dempsey

You didn’t expect this. You didn’t know if you should pick up or not. You decided to go on with the game, so you fixed your hair and made sure you looked okay. You pressed “answer” and Justin Foley’s face showed up on the screen. It looked like they were at the gymnasium, probably practicing basketball.

“Yo Dempsey! I got your phone man” Justin yelled, and the camera focused on Zach, who was standing at the other side of the gym. “You shouldn’t have told me your password!”

“Dude what are you doing?” Zach rushed over and tried to get his phone out of Justin’s hands. You giggled and, with that sound, Dempsey just stopped moving. “Foley. What was that?”

Justin showed him the screen, and his eyes widened when he saw your face.

“Well hello there” you said, not knowing what to do.

“Y/N, hi. I-uh, hang on, I’ll call you back okay?” The screen went black and his face disappeared. You waited for the call and, since it didn’t came, you tried to sleep again. Unsuccessfully, you should add.

Grumbling, you kicked your covers away, picked up your books and started studying again in your desk.

———

You were so entertained by your homework you almost missed the notification from Zach. Almost. You unlocked your phone and checked it out.

Zach Dempsey: Hey, I’m sorry for earlier. Justin is an idiot
You: It’s okay 😂

You weren’t really expecting an answer after that, but fortunately it came.

Zach Dempsey: well anyway
Zach Dempsey: wyd?

You gave the pile of papers and books in front of you a sad glance.

You: homework. u?
Zach Dempsey: just chillin I guess

You sighed, jealous of his procrastination.

You: let’s trade please, I can’t stand biology anymore
Zach Dempsey: send all the bio stuff for me. I’ll do it for you, I love bio

What a cutie. He loved bio.

You: don’t give me ideas, Dempsey. I’ll send it for real
Zach Dempsey: lol
Zach Dempsey: you can come over some day and I’ll give you a hand

Oh my god. Zach invited you to his place. You and him, at his house. What a time to be alive.

You: that would be nice :)
Zach Dempsey: so… I’m sorry if that’s like way too intrusive but I wanna ask something
You: dear lord… shoot

Your heart skipped a beat. Was he really going to ask you out?

Zach Dempsey: are you and colin jensen a thing?

Well, apparently not. No dates for miss (Y/N) and mr Zach Dempsey.

You: who tf is colin jensen?
Zach Dempsey: you know, skinny dude who works at crestmont

You let out a loud laugh.

You: you mean clay jensen?
Zach Dempsey: probably
Zach Dempsey: anyway
Zach Dempsey: are you guys together?
You: no sir

The conversation just went on and on, and you liked Zach more and more by the second. He was sweet and funny, and talking to him was just so nice… but you really, really needed to sleep.

You: hey, I gotta go
Zach Dempsey: why??
You: I need some sleep
Zach Dempsey: it’s eight o'clock my lady

My lady. Jesus Christ.

You: I know
You: but I didn’t sleep last night
Zach Dempsey: what were you up to?
You: at a date with my usual partner
Zach Dempsey: 🤔
Zach Dempsey: usual partner?
You: homework
Zach Dempsey: oh, I see
Zach Dempsey: but can’t you stay just a little longer?
You: that’s not a very good idea
You: sleep deprived (Y/N) usually talks more than she should
Zach Dempsey: one more reason why you should stick around w me
Zach Dempsey: this conversation is about to get interesting
Zach Dempsey: stay pleease

Well, he was asking… you guessed it couldn’t be that bad staying up just a few more minutes.

You: okay, I’ll give you some extra time
You: what do you wanna talk about?
Zach Dempsey: let’s play a game

Uh-oh.

You: what kind of game?
Zach Dempsey: nothing special, just asking each other some questions
You: ok fine, you go first
Zach Dempsey: I’ll take it easy on you because it’s the first question
Zach Dempsey: we’re just warming up
Zach Dempsey: what’s your favorite color?

You laughed again.

You: how original my man
You: green
Zach Dempsey: I’m one of a kind
Zach Dempsey: your turn
You: I’m not extending the courtesy of taking it easy, sorry
You: are you and justin dating?

He sent you a picture of his face. He was frowning, trying to cover a smile.

Zach Dempsey: you’re lame. that’s a terrible question, and the answer is no
You: that was a valid question
Zach Dempsey: there will be a payback
Zach Dempsey: you better believe in karma
Zach Dempsey: my question is why are you single

You didn’t really understood the question. You rubbed your eyes and yawned.

You: what do you mean
Zach Dempsey: I mean, you’re beautiful and smart and funny and I just don’t get how can you not have a boyfriend

You froze. Before you could realize the huge mistake you were making, you sent him the most stupid confession ever.

You: I couldn’t date anyone because you’re the one that I like, and it’s like a lot

Your eyes widened when your own words sunk in. You really should have stopped the conversation when you had the chance. Damn it, damn it, damn it. You waited anxiously for his answer. He opened the chat, visualized your message and…

He ignored it.

You even waited a few minutes but there was no response. “Well, congratulations (Y/N), you ruined everything as usual”, you thought, and climbed up your bed. You picked up your blankets from the floor and covered your ashamed and self loathing body.

It felt like you had just fallen asleep when a noise woke you up. Scared, you almost fell on the floor. It sounded like… knocks?

You picked up a baseball bat you kept on the floor (just for hitting strangers because you couldn’t even play any sports) and looked around. Suddenly, you saw Zach outside your window.

“Oh my god!” you whispered, in shock, and opened the lock so he could come inside. “What are you doing here? Jesus I only have my pajamas on!”

You covered yourself with your arms, which made Zach laugh.

“I came here because I wanted to know if what you said was true. You know, the I-like-you-a-lot thing” he asked in a serious tone.

“God just forget I said it, it’s embarrassing really” you looked away from him.

“I don’t think so”

“Well, that’s because you don’t have feelings for someone who doesn’t like you back” you whispered, trying not to get your parents attention.

Suddenly, Zach’s hands were on your waist and he pulled you close, with nothing but an inch of air between your bodies. Your heart started beating like crazy. One of his hands went up to your jaw and caressed it. His fingers made their way to your lips, separating them.

“Who said anything about not liking back?” he whispered too, and then pressed his lips against yours.

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Sooo I hope you liked it, I’m sorry if it’s different from what you expected!

SO! I decided to do one of these too! I’m going on a 4 day weekend after thursday so please send some of these into my askbox! I’ll be finishing up the pallette requests and starting these during my small break!
Also feel free to reblog and play with these too! If you use these for reference without asks please tag me for credit!

lady-samauri  asked:

Papyrusxreader or grillbyxreader. Maybe something soft and fluffy, or whatever of your choosing! ((Btw I love Speakeasy. Like I died at the update! You're brilliant! Keep up the great work!))

(oh stars, this was a tough choice-! i’ve been having those Grillby feelings lately though, so for this round i’m going with everyone’s favorite bartender. <3 and i’m so happy to hear that you liked the latest update of Speakeasy Soul! i’m honored, and can’t wait to bring you what’s to come in the fic.)

Grillby’s hand brushed the lock of hair away from your face before the breeze could catch it again. His finger trailed his gentle warmth across your skin, highlighting the blush that you couldn’t hold back even a year into your relationship.

“Thank you,” you whispered, with his face so close to yours. Golden-orange flames danced among deeper hues in front of your vision as his gaze shifted to catch yours. His smile, golden and nearly hidden in flame as always, smoothed out and lifted the butterflies in your chest.

“It’s my honor,” he replied. His voice crackled with the low whisper he spoke in, neither of you wanting to disturb the sweet muffled quiet of the falling snow.

You stifled a laugh, your hands gripping your cup of coffee to keep it from spilling. “It’s your honor to catch my flyaway hair?” You asked, teasing in your tone.

His smile quirked on one side as he leaned back just enough to slide his arm around your shoulders. His well-cut trenchcoat brushed your legs as he crossed his and looked at you with a lifting brow. “It’s my honor to be the one who gets to be close to you like this, my dear.”

A moment passed before your blush raged across your face as a whole. You opened your mouth, but couldn’t find the words, and looked a little at a flustered loss.

A chuckle grew in his chest until he was laughing fully, and your half-hearted pout only spurred him on - warming you with it’s rich, ringing sound, wrapping around you both in your favorite spot on the park bench under the snowy night sky. You finally laughed too, exasperated but in good humor with the beautiful ache in your chest that made you smile even wider.

At last, he lifted his hand opposite you and wiped at his glowing eye, a gesture you had grown used to even despite your questions. He shifted his hand to your chin, angling his head towards you with a gentle grin on his face as he tipped your face towards him just slightly.

“You know, it’s usually me who has the reputation for being speechless,” he said.

You lifted one hand to rest on his arm, a distracted part of you reveling in the warmth you could feel emanating from him under the material. “Everyone else is missing out,” you said with your own soft grin. “Especially with how well-spoken you really are.”

“You are the one with the best ability to render me in such a wordless way, even still,” he replied.

His lips met yours in a tender, warm press as the snow drifted down around you, shimmering in the glow of his flames as you pulled one another gently closer.

anonymous asked:

Hi, indigopheonix here! For the Captain America IRC: Team Cap/Team Leverage team-up. (Sorry for the anon, I'm having issues logging in for some reason :/ If you need more info, feel free to send me an ask)

No worries! I love this prompt idea! :D 

“So how do we get your wings back from the government?” Steve asked Sam, sitting back in his chair. He glanced at Natasha, who shrugged.

“I can think of a few ways, but we’d need a bigger crew,” she said.  

“The Avengers?” Steve suggested. Natasha shook her head.

“Clint can be more help to us if they think he’s Hydra,” she said. “Tony’s too high profile, god knows where Thor is. And this isn’t Bruce’s jam.” 

“I think I know someone,” Sam said. “Old friend from my Para days. He runs with some people now, could be able to help.” 

***

In the middle of a board meeting, the man who was about to buy out Megashoes Inc. looked at his cell, held up a hand, and said, “I gotta take this.”

He stepped out into the hallway and answered the phone. “How the hell did you get this number?”

“Hey Eliot,” said the voice of Sam Wilson. “I need a hand.”

***

They met on the tarmac of a private airstrip that Leverage had somehow commandeered, and Steve watched with interest as they disembarked. First off was a messy-haired guy in a rumpled suit; then a guy who was so clearly military he must be Sam’s contact, followed by a gorgeous woman in sunglasses and a tall dark-skinned man with a laptop under one arm.

Then a tiny blond woman emerged, and there was a shriek of pure joy.

“Natasha?” the woman yelled, and Natasha said, “Parker?” in a mixture of pleasure and alarm, and before anyone could intervene, Parker had blown across the tarmac and leapt into Natasha’s arms. 

“This is Natasha!” she said to the rest of her crew, as Natasha put her down. “She’s the best.” 

“I think we can work with these people,” Steve said to Sam. 

***

The strategy meeting could have gone smoother; Natasha was supposed to be the mastermind, but Nate Ford didn’t give up authority with grace, and he had to have his foot stomped on a few times by Sophie before he remembered not to interrupt. 

“So, Sophie, you’ll need to go dress shopping,” Natasha said. “Alec, please build me your best RFID-cracking sports bra.”

“On it,” Hardison said. “I got the helium tanks too.”  

“Parker, check your ropes, learn that new knot. Sam and Steve, Eliot will get you some uniforms, then all three of you need to get the dog. Don’t get a German Shepherd, get a pittie or a big Lab, something they’re not expecting. Mr. Ford, I know it will be a terrible sacrifice to run the show from the van, but someone has to,” she said with a grin. Nate nodded, acknowledging the sarcasm. 

“Say it,” Paker told him.

“No, it’s Natasha’s job to say it,” Nate said. 

“She’s not gonna say it,” Eliot said.

“I’m really not,” Natasha told Nate.

“So I can say it?” Nate asked.

“Oh my god,” Sophie said. 

Nate clapped his hands and rubbed them together. “Let’s go steal a superhero.” 

***

“Where are the wings?” the general roared, and his subordinates, who were nominally in command of Ft. Meade, looked at each other.

“There was a woman,” one of them ventured. “I think she was drunk. And – and one of our staff came down with a really, a terrible virus….”

“The pit bull got loose,” the other one said. 

“And by the time we’d finished the evacuation, someone had accessed the storage booth where the wings were – “

“They must be dead, though,” the other one said. “It takes too much training, you can’t just strap them on and fly out. Sir, I really thing the more important thing is that someone filled an entire room with soap foam, like, a whole room – “

“And the pit bull might still be around,” the first one finished.

The general leaned on his desk, knuckles cracking. “I want you to take your thumbs out of your asses and find – “

“Sir,” an aide called. “I think you should see this.” 

He pointed at the television, where blurred footage of a giant air battle was showing. A little line of text in the corner said LIVE FOOTAGE. 

The camera zoomed, briefly, as a man piloting Ft. Meade’s stolen wings zipped through the air. The general’s jaw dropped.

“Sam motherfucking Wilson,” he said. “I might have known. Everyone’s dismissed – get me Washington on the phone!” 

Frenemies

Originally posted by montedelacruz


Pairing: Montgomery de la Cruz x Reader

Request: “6 - Montgomery de la Cruz”

Prompt:

6. “I despise you too, so don’t think that I’m fine with you texting me.”

Word count: 1.478

Posted: 13th of May 2017

A/N: This is my first Monty imagine and I kind of liked how this turned out. The only thing that took me s long to post this was that I can’t find the appropriated Monty gif for this. We haven’t got enough Monty gifs and I hope that someone do some of it for him.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy this and send some feedbacks in my ask box, if you want. Thank you so much.

P.S.: I am not accepting any part 2 requests, sorry.

- G. x

Link: Prompt list

Warning: lots of swearing


“Fuck that shit, (Y/N) is your text buddy?” You heard Bryce exclaiming as he looked at one of his considered friends, Montgomery. You were waiting for your best friend, Alex, to arrive from his Science class, while you were standing in front of his locker, and you didn’t mean to secretly listen to their conversation.

“Damn it! These boys are gossip whisperers too.” You silently thought as you pulled up your judging face. You carefully followed their movements with your eyes and you just kept on listening to them.

“I texted her for some shitty school stuffs.” Montgomery answered nonchalantly, as if it was just a normal thing for him, a thing that he never really cared of. You rolled your eyes as you were annoyed of how Montgomery acted dissimilarly in front of his friends.

“What the fuck, Bryce?!” You annoyingly complained as you felt that Bryce wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You didn’t notice that they stopped in front of you as you were so concentrated on Montgomery’s actions. “Fuck off, Walker.” You’ve never been friends with Bryce, he was one of those people who got above himself and you’ve hated him since always.

“What?” Bryce innocently smiled at you as he squeezed one of your shoulder with his large and nasty hand. You flinched at the tightness of his grip and he gave you a meaningful smirk, which seriously made you feel anxious and tensed.

“Bryce, you’re hurting her!” Montgomery forcefully pushed his friend away, so Bryce would loosen his grip and would let you go. You were shocked that Monty defended you, also because you’ve never thought that he would never do such things.

“What the fuck, Montgomery?!” Bryce corrugated his forehead as he complained of his friend’s actions. Bryce couldn’t believe that his friend stopped him from being an asshole for the first time, while you unleashed a sigh of relief for what has Montgomery did for you. You were afraid, though, that Bryce would start a fight between them, although they are close friends, almost best friends.

“You were hurting her, Bryce!” Montgomery exclaimed once again as he pulled you behind him, distancing you from Bryce. He was taller than you and you peeked to see Bryce’s face, leaning your face on Montgomery’s back.

“Fucking asshole, don’t tell me that you like her!” Bryce couldn’t believe on what he was seeing and he just needed to fuck with everyone up. You felt a tight knot in your stomach as you thought that Bryce was just making fun of you.

“Of course not,” Montgomery guiltily answered as he defended himself, barricading the feelings that he felt for you, so he would keep them hidden just for himself. “I-I a-actually ha-hate her!” He stuttered as he lied through his teeth.

Montgomery might appear as an asshole and a tough guy but when you started to exchange messages with him, you learn that he was a great guy with a big, clean and pure heart.

“You hate her but she is your text buddy?” Bryce raised an eyebrow as he voluntarily mocked Montgomery. Bryce knew his friend very well and he’s always noticed that Montgomery would do anything for the girl if he ever liked her.  

“Only because I am bored or something.” Montgomery rolled his eyes as he gave a playful, but hard punch on Bryce’s arm.

You were hurt for what he has said, thinking that he was saying something that he really thought of. You’ve always admired Montgomery and, in fact, you jumped for joy when he sent you a message for the first time. You never thought that talking to him would be interesting and it was one of the things that you looked up to every day, nevertheless Alex’s sermons day after day.

“Thanks! It absolutely makes me feel better, de la Cruz!” You fussed over it as if it was a big deal. Well, it was a big deal as you slowly heard your heart shattering into little pieces. His word hurt and he sucked.

“Well, I really despise you.” Montgomery fiercely said as he walked beside Bryce and looked at you. It seemed like the barrier that protected you from Bryce was taken away from you.

“The feeling is mutual, Montgomery!” You bravely pointed it out, masking the feelings that you felt for him, just like what he was doing. You decided to take your sass out as you saw Montgomery smirking, knowing that you were just pretending.  “I despise you too, so don’t think that I am fine with you texting me. ” You smirked back and his face darkened.

“Oh, shit!” Bryce exclaimed with a loud laugh and some noisy cheering hollers for you. “Is that the stench of being shut down, Monty?”

“Who cares? She’s weird and miffing anyways.” Montgomery rolled his eyes and you just raised your shoulders to shrug everything off. The battle between you has just begun, but you didn’t mind it as you both knew that you were just faking it.

“Monty, bro, she’s hot and sexy!” Bryce wrapped his arm around Montgomery’s shoulders and he started on spitting some trashes from his mouth once again. He started to praise your body and it made you feel uncomfortable. “Are you letting that chance to slip off your hands? If I were you, I wouldn’t.” He winked at you and you looked at him in a disgusted way.

“Just fuck off, Bryce!” Montgomery shook his head as he took Bryce’s arm off his shoulders. His face softened and he stopped being the fake asshole that he was. “She’s beautiful and fantastically great, but she deserves someone better than you! Remember that.”

“Dude, are you defending her?” Bryce looked at him with his judging look and Montgomery just playfully elbowed his friend.

“Why not? She’s a frenemy!” Montgomery kept on defending you and gave you a warm smile. You understood his rules now: he could tease you or he could make fun of you, but he would never let others to do the same. Never in a million years.

“What the fuck?” Bryce exclaimed with his corrugated forehead and a confused expression on his face.

“Bryce, just proceed to the gym. Go on!” Montgomery shooed his friend as he was sick of the conversation that you were having.

“Alright, Mr. lover boy!” Bryce teased once again as he gave a brotherly hug to his friend. “Bye, Hottie!” He winked and you rolled your eyes once again.

“Fuck you, Walker!” You and Montgomery swore in unison and Bryce just laughed at you, shaking his head. He smirked at you and made his way to the school’s gym.

You honestly hated Bryce’s presence and, unluckily, he was one of those guys that you would always see every day at school. He was famous for being the best varsity player of your school and he was just so confident of himself for that. He really sucked.

“I better get going too,” Montgomery started as he broke your thoughts. “you know how that Physics teacher hates me!”

“I know,” You let out some soft giggles. “you don’t want to be late.” You winked and he flashed you his sweet and true smile.

“Talk to you later!” He exclaimed as if it was an important thing to do. Texting you could be defined as one of his favourite things to do and you actually felt great with that.

“Sure.” You smiled back and you waved at him as he started to walk in backwards. He waved back at you before turning around to walk normally.

You were left in the hallway with a wide smile as you held your phone tightly in one hand. You admired him as he walked away and you started to think of the things that he has said before.

You remembered that he called you beautiful and fantastically great and you quickly felt the heat on your cheeks. Montgomery was really one of a kind and you felt happy that he defended you from his friend.

“Monty!” You suddenly shouted as his silhouette vanished in the crowd.

“Yeah?” He shouted in response. You couldn’t see him anymore, but you luckily heard his voice.

“Thank you!” You shouted back, but you felt disappointed as you didn’t hear him answer.

You just shrugged it off and you started to fidget with your phone. You observed different facets of the people passing by, still with Montgomery in your mind.

“It was nothing, I will always protect you.” You silently read the message as your phone beeped that one personalized ringtone. “And remember that I still hate you, okay?!”

“I hate you too, asshole!” You giggled as you slid your fingers on your device’s screen, typing that little reminder to Montgomery. You sheepishly and foolishly smiled at your phone and patiently waited for your slow-as-a-tortoise best friend.


✧ — Phantom of the Opera Prompts.

❛ My power over you grows stronger yet. ❜
❛ Phantom of the Opera is there, inside your mind. ❜
❛ Your part is silent, little toad! ❜
❛ Perhaps it is you who are the toad… ❜
❛ Flattering child, you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide! ❜
❛ Seal my fate tonight. ❜
❛ I hate to have to cut the fun short, but the joke’s wearing thin. ❜
❛ Let the audience in. ❜
❛ God, give me courage to show you you are not alone! ❜
❛ Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? ❜
❛ I heard as I’d never heard before. ❜
❛ What you heard was a dream and nothing more. ❜
❛ Those pleading eyes, that both threaten and adore… ❜
❛ That voice which calls to me and speaks my name. ❜  
❛ And do I dream again? ❜
❛ You have come here, in pursuit of your deepest urge. ❜
❛ I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge. ❜
❛ In your mind you’ve already sucummed to me. ❜  
❛ Now you are here with me. No second thoughts. ❜
❛ Past the point of no return. ❜
❛ What raging fire shall flood the soul? ❜
❛ What rich desires unlock its door? ❜  
❛ What sweet seductions lie before us? ❜
❛ Those who have seen your face draw back in fear. ❜
❛ Did you think that I had left you for good? ❜
❛ Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair! ❜
❛ You’ve past the point of no return. ❜
❛ You try my patience make your choice. ❜
❛ I gave you my mind blindly. ❜
❛ Wandering child, so lost, so helpless, yearning for my guidance. ❜
❛ Have you forgotten your Angel? ❜
❛ Wildly my mind beats against you… ❜
❛ Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigne. ❜
❛ Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind. ❜
❛ Can I ever forget that sight? ❜
❛ Can I ever escape from that face? ❜
❛ Past the point of no return - no going back now. ❜
❛ When will the flames, at last, consume us? ❜
❛ When will the blood begin to race? ❜
❛ I remember… there was mist. ❜
❛ Who was that shape in the shadows? ❜
❛ Whose is that face in the mask? ❜
❛ Damn you! You little prying Pandora! You little demon! ❜
❛ Is this what you wanted to see? Curse you! ❜
❛ Now you cannot ever be free! ❜
❛ Come. We must return. ❜
❛ Those two fools who run my theater will be missing you. ❜
❛ No kind word from anyone! No compassion anywhere! ❜
❛ Say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime. ❜
❛ Lead me, save me from my solitude. ❜
❛ Say you’ll want me with you here beside you. ❜
❛ Anywhere you go, let me go too. ❜
❛ Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me? ❜
❛ Have you no pity? ❜
❛ Your lover makes a passionate plea. ❜
❛ Let your mind start a journey to a strange new world! ❜
❛ Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before! ❜
❛ Only then can you belong to me… ❜  
❛ You alone can make my song take flight. ❜
❛ It’s over now, the music of the night. ❜
❛ Twisted every way, what answer can I give? ❜
❛ Say you love him/her, and my life is over! ❜
❛ Now, let it be war upon you both! ❜
❛ See you later, because I’m going now. ❜
❛ This haunted face holds no horror for me now. ❜
❛ It’s in your soul that the true distortion lies. ❜
❛ For the past three years, these things do happen! ❜
❛ And did you stop them from happening? No! ❜
❛ Why have you brought me here? ❜
❛ We can’t go back there. ❜
❛ I can’t escape from him/her/them… ❜
❛ Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes! ❜
❛ Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death! ❜
❛ Go now, don’t let them find you. ❜
❛ I fought so hard to free you! ❜  
❛ Say you love me. ❜
❛ Your chains are still mine! You belong to me! ❜
❛ Wait! I think my dear, we have a guest. ❜
❛ I had rather hoped that you would come. ❜
❛ Free him/her! Do what you like only free him/her! ❜
❛ Does that mean nothing I love him/her! Show some compassion! ❜
❛ The world showed no compassion to me! ❜
❛ Did you think that I would harm him/her? ❜
❛ Too late for prayers and useless pity! ❜
❛ You little demon - is this what you wanted to see? ❜
❛ Farewell, my fallen idol and false friend. ❜
❛ Look around, there’s another mask behind you! ❜
❛ Please promise me that sometimes, you will think… of me! ❜
❛ Where in the world have you been hiding? ❜
❛ I only wish I knew your secret. ❜
❛ Who is your great tutor? ❜
❛ Why you spray on my chin all the time, huh? ❜
❛ The final threshold! ❜
❛ They say that this youth has set my lady’s heart aflame! ❜
❛ Go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey! ❜
❛ There is no phantom of the opera. ❜
❛ Look, your future bride! Just think of it! ❜
❛ Please don’t, they’ll see. ❜
❛ But why is it secret? What have we to hide? ❜
❛ It’s an engagement, not a crime! ❜
Twisted Up

A/N: Alright, I’m terribly sorry to my dear Twister Anon who has waited so long for this! I’m so glad you requested this, because I had a lot of fun writing this particular smut of mine :3 I hope you’ll enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Lots of love to you, Twister Anon and all my PCY stans out there! x

Pairing(s): Chanyeol x Reader

Warnings: Vanilla sex

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Requested: Yes, by my darling Twister Anon <3

Summary: A game of Twister with Chanyeol ends up being taken into the bedroom.

Word Count: 2839

Soundtrack: Toothbrush // DNCE

Originally posted by parkchanyeolieoppa

“God damn it, Chanyeol! It’s right foot on red, not blue”, you burst out laughing, already twisted in an awkward position of your own. With your left hand resting on the yellow circle and your right hand on purple, you’re not exactly in a comfortable predicament.

To your left, Jongdae is twisted up in a human pretzel, trying hard to keep himself from losing his balance as his giggles rumble throughout his form. To your right, Chanyeol seems to be having a bit of a struggle in keeping up with the instructions Junmyeon is diligently reading out from his perch on the nearby barstool.

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Mark as your boyfriend

When he sees you in the audience.

You like to go to GOT7′s concerts, because you support Mark especially in what he loves to do. You and the other members are friends too, so it’s not uncommon that they invite you and give you tickets. 

Mark being as smooth and subtle as he can be, simply gives you a smile or a wink whenever he sees you in the crowd waving the green lightstick.

Originally posted by tepangel


Him sending you spapchats everyday when he’s overseas on tour.

On tour Mark is always busy but he when he has some time on his hands he will send you little videos to ask about your day or tell you about his.

“Hey, how are you, beautiful?”

“I miss you.”

“I wish you were here with me, babygirl.”

“The tour’s going great! Ahgases are amazing.”

Originally posted by marktuanxgot7


When you fool around.

Although Mark isn’t overly extroverted and loud he still likes to tease you and fool around with you to make you laugh. You often make a hand-gun and point it at him playfully and shoot.

His reactions always bring a smile to his face, either he falls to the floor with yelp or clutches his heart and makes and overdramatic pained expression or to be extra, he makes a backflip. Because he knows you love flying Mark.

“Bang!”

Originally posted by gummylee13


Whenever you’re behind the scenes.

You like coming to shooting sites and joke around with the memebers whenever they take a break, but you stay behind the camera to make him laugh and tease him when he’s filming or photoshooting.

“What are you doing, Y/N?”

“Aish, I can’t focus when you keep doing that, baby.”

“I’m sorry I keep laughing, she’s funny though!”

Originally posted by morethangiulia


Him calling you to make sure you’re okay.

More often then not Mark worries for you and cares a lot about your wellbeing, so he would call you in the evenings to make sure you had enough meals, you’re taking care of your body and you’re sleeping enough.

Especially when he’s on tour and he can’t see you in person he would make time for you as often as possible, even he has a tight schedule. If not on tour, he would often call from dance practices or in the studio to promise he’s finishing soon.

“Are you well, Y/N?”

“Have you eaten? What did you have? Was it good?”

“It’s late, babe Aren’t you tired?”

Originally posted by taectless


When you randomly film him.

You like to capture every moment spent with Mark, especially when you’re out on dates together and take loads of pictures, but also when you’re just inside, sitting on a couch, not saying much, simply enjoying the presence of the other.

“Hey, look here.”

“Baby.”

Originally posted by beanietuan


When he’s talking to or about you on TV.

Mark likes to tease you every chance he gets to make you laugh or flustered, because he thinks you’re cute. So when he knows you’re going to watch him and the other members on TV he will make sure to address you one way or another.

“This one’s for Y/N.”

“My girlfriend like it when I do this.”

“It’s fun teasing her like this.”

Originally posted by justrightforjb

Arrow Moves To Thursdays

Woke up to this article today and my TL looked like:

Arrow is moving to Thursday nights at 9 pm next fall for their sixth season. Reactions varied from chill to… not. Do I think this is a bad thing? No, I don’t. 

Allow me to preface this post by saying this: I’ve been talking about Arrow’s ratings and The CW network since I started this blog. Long before there was ever a ratings drop, my opinion was that The CW has a different business model than the other networks. If you cannot accept that The CW’s profitability is not based on live ratings, then this is not the blog for you. You don’t have to take my word for it. Stephen Amell confirmed it at HVFF Chicago. Mark Pedowitz has spoken about it.  I’ve done my research on this folks. They are structured differently than the Big Four. It’s just facts. (X) 

Yes, I was surprised by the move mostly because I had grown complacent about Arrow on Wednesday night. Wasn’t expecting it. I am no expert, but I’m happy to share my thoughts. I’ll talk about what I like about the move. Then we’ll shift to concerns.

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Tutor Me? ReggiexReader! Part 3.

Hey guys, as promised, here is part 3 of Tutor Me? This is actually going to be the final part of this mini series, though if anyone would really like it, there is an epilogue that contains the next scene but it does contain smut. like real smut. if you’d like me to upload the epilogue, please send me an ask! don’t worry too much though, I’ll definitely do some more Reggie oneshots! he’s such a cutie lil fluffball. 

PART ONE HERE.

PART TWO HERE.

EPILOGUE HERE.

Originally posted by riverdalesource

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Reid’s Tirade

A/N: Anon request where the reader is working on a case which involves a really sexist cop, who happens to be working with the Bureau (not an unsub). He makes some very sexist comments toward the reader, and Reid steps in and stands up for her. @coveofmemories

Warnings: Sexist bullshit?

                                                              —–

Dammit, this case needed to be over already. You were going to have to take about a million showers to wash the metaphorical grime off your body. “I need out of here,” you said to JJ and Emily as Hotch and Morgan dealt with the lead officers. Apparently, you still worked in the dark ages when women were supposed to do nothing but walk around in big fluffy dresses, impossibly high heels and corsets that didn’t allow you to breathe, instead of modern-day America where women and men were suppose to work together equally. That would be the day. The officers couldn’t seem to control their mouths around yourself, Emily and JJ, so Hotch decided to run interference. 

“You too?” Emily said. “I feel like I need 18 showers.” She hugged her arms around her body and JJ wiped the grime off her shoulder.

“Do we still work in the 50s?” she asked. “And I feel like even 20 won’t wipe the grime off me.”

“Yea apparently,” you said. “I’m gonna go outside for a few minutes. I need some air. If you need me, send someone out to get me.”

As you walked outside, you felt like you could finally breathe. During the course of this case, the team had come across quite a few women that needed to be interviewed. Mothers and wives of victims. A couple of possible suspects. Some eyewitnesses. And these men had absolutely no finesse. They had no idea how to talk to or interrogate men, no less women, who more than likely wouldn’t respond the same way as men would. Plus, there were a few older ones that seemed to think that women didn’t belong in the work force - no less the police force. Ah, Middle America. Lovely. You couldn’t wait to get back home to DC. 

Taking a deep breath, you leaned your head back into the wall, grounding yourself and your roller-coaster of emotions. Blocking out the world tended to do that for you. Instead, you focused on your breathing, the up and down movements of your chest, the feel of the concrete at the back of your head, the sweet smell of fresh air…which was now contaminated by cigarette smoke. Goddammit. 

One of the officers, late-40s to mid-50s, had walked outside for a cigarette. The smoke wafted closer to you and you coughed, remembering your years as a child, when your grandparents would smoke pack after pack with you in the house. You’d praised the gods when they finally quit. “Sorry, little lady,” the officer said as he leaned against the wall next to you. Though he said sorry, his next puff of smoke was let out in your direction yet again. You were about to show him what a ‘little lady’ you were.

You figured being outside with one of them, or even a few of them, was better than being inside with all of them, so when another couple of officers came back from their lunch break early to smoke against the wall of the station, you stayed there, browsing your phone. But it was really hard to breathe with three cigarettes going simultaneously, so you moved a couple steps to the side the hopefully evade their next puffs. “Why don’t you go inside if the smoke is bothering you?” one of the younger ones said.

“Because we’ve been stuck inside all day and I needed some fresh air,” you replied not looking up from your phone and trying your best not to smack the arrogance out of them. It was truly difficult. Under your breath, you heard the younger one say to the older one that first came out, “This is why women don’t belong on the force, too delicate.”

Okay, now. What?

“Excuse me,” you asked disbelievingly. “What did you just say?”

He tried to backpedal, but you were so far beyond that. Four days of working with these motherfuckers and you were about to blow. “I meant nothing by it, sweetheart.” 

“First of all, I ain’t your sweetheart,” you said, realizing you were about to go off. You took note of their faces so when you went inside you could tell Hotch you wouldn’t be interacting with them anymore. “Second of all, I was out here first and if you can see that the smoke is bothering me, why the fuck do you keep blowing it in my direction? There’s a perfectly good direction, that way, that you could aim your smoke, but you continue doing it toward me.”

“Now I see why they hired you,” the third one chimed in with a laugh. This was going to be good. 

“Why is that?” I dare you. I dare you to speak. You were about to burst. You needed out of this hellhole.

“That face,” the older one said, apparently knowing what the third officer was thinking. “You’re very cute when you’re mad, still wouldn’t have made it here though, gotta have big tits to work for us, don’t you boys?”

It took you a minute to speak because you were so stunned, but by the time you were about to lose your mind, you heard someone speak from behind you. It sounded foreign to you. “Excuse me?” Spencer asked, having come outside to tell you they were about to go over the profile to hone it again. “What did you just say to her?”

“Nothing, man. Nothing,” the first officer said. “You don’t wanna get in our faces either? I really don’t understand what the Bureau is doing hiring women and boys with no muscle.” You were about to just grab Spencer’s arm, tell him to just go inside and forget about it, that they weren’t worth it, but he went off, and it was one of the most glorious things you’d ever seen. 

“Well, to start, Y/N here was hired because she as an IQ of 183, has two Ph.D.’s, one in microbiology and the other in criminology and psychology, and in addition, she’s also a double black belt in Aikido, Karate, Taekwondo, and Jujutsu. As for me, I’m also certifiably a genius with an IQ of 187, and eidetic memory and the ability to read 20,000 words a minute, while you, let’s start with you, I’ve been doing a little research, I hope you don’t mind. You,” Spencer said, pointing to the oldest one, and the one that had come out near you first, “You have two failed marriages under your belt and from what I’ve heard you had to bribe your chief to pass you for your last marksmanship test, because you failed miserably. Even I, the ‘boy with no muscle,’ passed my marksmanship test. And you,” he kept going, calling out the third one for his criminal background that was swept under the rug because the area was so desperate for officers. You were living for this. Sassy Spencer was everything. “And finally, you,” he said, landing on the middle one, the smile from tearing these men to the ground wider than the highways in DC, “you’re truly pathetic. The fact that you even made it onto the force is incredible. Failed marksmanship test, barely passed on the psychological, minor criminal background, but the one thing you did have? A father who was willing to donate to the precinct in order to get you a job. Couldn’t even make it in on your own merit. We had no issue with that,” he said, pointing between the two of you. When he caught your eye, you just smiled. “Now, we’re going to go inside because we have a profile to go over to give to the competent members of your precinct, but not before you apologize to Agent Y/N for what I just heard.” 

Spencer grabbed your hand and brought you up to him as the three officers muttered half-assed ‘sorry’ in your direction. “Good, you ready?” he asked, nodding his head at the officers.

You headed back inside, leaving the stunned officers behind. You could’ve taken care of that yourself, and he knew that, but the fact that he had been so offended on your behalf felt great. “Hey, Spence,” you said, standing up on your tiptoes and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks.”

“It’s no problem, Y/N,” he said enveloping you in a hug. “Plus, it was cathartic for me. It was like I was standing up to the bullies that used to torment me, so thank you for letting me go off.”

As you walked into the conference room that the lead officer had given the team for the case, Hotch, along with everyone else, noticed the smiles on your faces, and the lipstick you’d left on Spencer’s cheek. “Care to tell us what happened or…?” Morgan laughed.

“Nothing, you guys,” you said. “I was just the target of some sexist bullshit from a few of our reluctantly-cooperating officers. Spencer overheard them and told them off. The lipstick was from a kiss on the cheek as a thank you.”

“Who was talking what about you, babygirl?” Morgan asked, and as they walked back in, you pointed them out. “Don’t worry, they say anything else, I’ll rough them up a little bit for you.”

“No need,” you said, looking at Spencer. “I think Reid embarrassed them to death. It was awesome.”