Francesco Levy, The Constellations of Summer
Office Sleepover
a/n: this is honestly kind of shit but whatever
might make this a mini series?
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pairings: aaron hotchner x fem!reader
summary: in which reader gets put on a hit-list and has to stay in the office (kind of based off when penelope got put on a hit-list by the dirty dozen)
warnings: reader kind of flashes hotch, really inconsistent with how the gov works i'm sure, there's also definitely not an oven in the break room but in my world there is <3
wc: 3.8k
Hotch's voice reached you, but the words tangled into an indecipherable code as they hit the air. You nodded, a reflex, but it was as if your brain had short-circuited. You could make out fragments--a hit on you, stay at office, 24/7 protection, you can take the back office. But no matter how many times he said it, it seemed to ricochet through your head, making less sense each time. You were on a hit list? A hit list?
Born to be a girl who’s curious about everything forced to be a girl who’s scared of trying anything new
love "et cetera" like... theres soooo much more. beyond your wildest imaginations. Not gonna tell u what tho. Move on
wanting to talk to people is so fucking embarrassing. literally hi it's me again I wanted to have a conversation with you because I think you're fun to talk to. oh god you can just fucking kill me if you want sorry
Every 7 seconds for the last million years
don't forget to wake up sick to your stomach tomorrow
January 26th 2024 best hockey tweet of the day
The moon
Abandoned houses in Mirlo Beach, a once thriving oceanfront town on North Carolina’s Outer Banks now slowly being reclaimed by the sea (some of these buildings have since been moved or have collapsed) [photos: Greg Fitzgerald/ Island Free Press/ Don McCullough]
Scotland
a masterlist!
i write for fun, as a hobby, and to ease my anxieties but i hope you enjoy what i eventually end up putting together.
you can always ask me anything, comment anything, let me know how you feel. i don’t take requests because my brain shuts down once someone asks me write something but you can always suggest something to me. i’m willing to listen.
i love you already
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harry styles
band shirts (posted: 2018)
- harry remembers bits of his relationship through shared band shirts
lovers forever (posted: 2018)
- something special happens between y/n and harry after the troubadour show. stevie knicks is there
to forget (posted: 2018)
- y/n has had a bad day and she just want to forget it all
christmas troubles (posted: 2018)
- they get stuck in an airport on christmas eve
gimme more (posted: 2019)
- gimme more by the queen herself britney spears and they’re in a club.
two years (posted: 2019)
- y/n has a surprise for harry on the anniversary harry styles by harry styles
like perfume (posted: 2019)
- perfume by shaed. y/n and harry are just so in love
tattooed hearts (posted: 2019)
- tattooed hearts by ariana grande. y/n and harry are in love
‘lolla baby (posted: 2019)
- y/n drags harry to lollapalooza
living daydream (posted: 2019)
- she by harry styles. y/n is harry’s daydream. (this is essentially what i would do for a music video for she)
studio love (posted 2022)
- harry writes and records a song that will never be released but still enlists you for help with it
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outer banks???
i know | jj maybank (posted: 2020)
- y/n and jj are best friends that end up dating. no one really “knows” about it until she gets hurt. 5+1 concept kinda
soul deep | jj maybank (posted: 2021)
- y/n is the secret, long term, girlfriend of jj’s. no one really knows of her other than the fact that she’s suddenly always around. 5+1 concept kinda
Wildest dreams Masterlist
Summary: Imprinting on his high school crush who hated him was the last thing Paul expected to happen as he’s nearing his thirties. But what truly unnerves him is the sequence of their future he sees - unlike his pack brothers, Paul doesn’t see a happy ending.
rosemary
rosemary part one: harry has a lot of secrets and has perfected the art of being alone. y/n likes to wear bows in her hair and tries harder than anyone harry has ever known.
wordcount: 14.5k+
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The sound of the lock clicking in place as Harry twisted the deadbolt on his front door had his shoulders relaxing. The kind of comfort a locked door brought was something he'd never take for granted.
He kicked off his shoes beside the door, the dingy carpet making his beaten Vans look a lot cleaner than they really were. His keys clamoring atop the rickety side table he had set up next to the door had him wincing at the volume. He didn't like loud noises much anyway, but especially not after one of his longer shifts. Harry bypassed the single curtained window in his apartment, leaving the drapes heavily closed despite the morning light crawling over the horizon.
First order of business was changing out of his work uniform. He hated nothing more than relaxing in the same pants he had worked all night in, even if the dress code of the grocery store was on the lax side. He flung the maroon collared shirt into his hamper, followed by the set of stiff, dark pants he wouldn't wear ever in his daily life. He could have melted as soon as he threw on a heather grey t-shirt and tattered sweats.