emii

she/her :D

[ghostorchidd]

I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love ✮

emi⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺-she.her

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Ghostorchidd ‘26 — i don’t condone any of my work being translated, published, plagiarized or used for any purpose without my knowledge and consent.

[wetcatschwartzy]

why this hat look so mad

[t4tjevon]

wicked wonderland spoiler below the cut

oh my god max DOES look like a loser in the og tl i know red called him a nerd

[ravenclaws-stuff]

Nurse Spencer

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Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: When Spencer unexpectedly calls out, how will the team react? What will they find when they go check on him?

Tags: established relationship, secret relationship revealed, fluff, BAU gets worried, fluff,

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“Where's Reid?” Derek asks, eyes glued to the unusual empty desk. Emily looks up from her paperwork, glancing at the empty desk before looking at her watch. “Yeah where is Reid? He's never late.”

“Hey Hotch, where's Reid?” Derek shouts as the unit chief walks out of his office, heading to the break room. “Sick.”

Derek and Emily share a look. Sick? Spencer Reid, the team's renowned germaphobe, sick? Weird.

By lunch, the entire team was worried for the boy. No one was able to get in touched, messages left on delivered, and the calls went straight to voicemail.

“We should go check on him.” Penelope suggests as JJ and Emily stand up, ready to go. “It's not like Spencer to not answer his phone.” JJ nods. “Let's go.”

Emily knocks on the door, knuckles raps against the wood before she steps back. Penelope shuffles, holding a container of Spencer's favorite soup and medicine. “I hope he's alright.”

The door swings open, revealing a normal healthy looking Spencer in a pair of comfy clothes that looked foreign on him.

“What are you guys doing here?” The girls share a look before rambling, voices mixing together. “We were worried about you.” “You called out sick.” Penelope frowns, stepping forward. “You don't look sick.”

Spencer shrugs sheepishly as he scratches the back of his neck. “Actually around 30% to 57% of employees have admitted to calling in sick when they're actually fine.” JJ’s eyes narrow. “Sure but Spencer you don't.” Spencer stutters, trying to come up with a reasonable answer.

“Pence?” He spins at his name, finding you walking into the living room, plaid blanket wrapped loosely around your frame. Your nose red from what they can assume tissues.

“Honey,” Spencer coos, crossing the room, forgetting about the girls. “you're supposed to be in bed.” He carefully leads you to the couch. You smile weakly at him, thanking him.

The girls share a look, faces scrunched in surprise. “Honey?” Emily whispers, as JJ shrugged. Penelope smiles. “He looks happy.”

Spencer reappears, hand resting on the door. “Thank you for stopping by and really it's great seeing you but I need to take care of her.” Emily reaches out, hand resting against the wooden door.

“Reid who is that?” Spencer looks over his shoulder, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“That,” he says, turning back, looking lighter than any of them could remember. “That is my girlfriend.”

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Taglist: @winter-solstice24 @Fernanda

[tetrapaec]

I don't think you understand how important this kiss is.

Doing this in front of God too.

They sacrificed their love so that we, humans, could love each other and make decisions. They spent 6000 years teaching each other that humanity is not a toy. They died for us, they love us as much, if not more than they love each other. They are our deities, our creators. They are Love. We are children of Love.

[hgedits]

Your love for him was the messiest, silliest, most predictable thing in the universe. And it always made me smile.

[ifwgossip]

How I feel when the author describes y/n as petite, zero figure, -50 kg weight, hourglass, perky 💔💔

[pantyhoseandroses]

omg this new hbh season is GOLDEN, im only episode 2 but fym they made ao3 canon, they used the word skibidi, and they revamped matthew from the original hbh but made him a girl whos actually likeable and presumably a lesbian

[dramaticwriter]

spider having a breakdown about the concept of lesbianism to all the things she said by t.a.t.u might be the funniest scene in cinema history

[cherrieshalo]

Hi hi!!!

This is my first time ever requesting… kinda nervy..

I recently read your fem!vampire reader x shinsou.. and I loved it! I really enjoy when reader is a vampire, I was wondering if you could write another oneshot or smau of shinsou and vampy reader?（＾ω＾）

Thank you!

yes, love vampy reader!! i havent done an smau in a hot minute so i can do a oneshot & smau seperately <3

h.shinsou x vampire!reader

cw: slightly suggestive? like a single joke or smth, death jokes

[ghostorchidd]

DUDE THAT CAMILO FIC I POSTED IS UNDER LABEL REVIEW?? there was one kiss at the end i swear to god this app stay pissing me off🥹🥹

[ghostorchidd]

hi guys!! so.. it’s been a minute 😭😭 i plan on writing again but im not into mha or anime as much I was before, that BEING SAID i still will take reqs and write them if i like them 🤞🤞

[prettydaisygirl]

remus x reader who gets overwhelmed easily and he has to calm her down?

love your writing, have a lovely day!

hi nonnie!! thank you so, so much for requesting <3 i've been in a remus lupin mood recently, i'm not sure why. i'm not complaining though, i adore him. hope you enjoy :)

boyfriend!remus lupin x fem!reader who gets overwhelmed at a party ✿ 598 words

cw: fem!reader, reader gets overwhelmed, remus being the sweetest ever as usual

remus lupin masterlist

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It starts slowly, like most things do, a long build up of small incidents that eventually have the bucket overflowing. You wake up feeling off, your clothes don’t sit on your body the way they usually do, your lunch order got messed up, and now, you’re sitting between your boyfriend and his best friend at a party you agreed to weeks ago, back when the idea sounded fun. 

It doesn’t feel so fun now. 

You keep your hand interlaced tightly with Remus’, pressing as close to his side as you can. He talks with James and Sirius, loud and boisterous in a way he only is with his best mates. You watch him, trying to ignore the pounding of your heart and calm the anxious shaking in your muscles. He looks so happy with his friends, you don’t want to ruin that just because you’re feeling off. 

Things get worse once everyone has had a few drinks. The music gets louder, the low conversations turn into screaming and hollering, and the switch from tolerable to intolerable gets flipped. 

“Dove,” Your boyfriend’s voice is soft, right in your ear. You don’t realize you’ve squeezed your eyes closed or clenched your hands into fists until he reaches for you, sliding his palm against your own again. His lips brush the shell of your ear and the lights burn when you force your eyelids apart. “Come on.”

He gently encourages you out of the chair, waving off his friends as he tucks you into his side and leads you out the door for some fresh air. It’s easier to breathe the moment you’re out there, the noise of the party muffled when the door shuts behind you. 

Remus pulls you into a hug, letting you breathe shakily against his chest. He tugs you even closer once the tears start.

“I’m sorry,” your voice trembles, a sniffle slipping from your nose. “I don’t know why I’m even crying, it’s not-”

“You don’t have to apologize.” Remus pulls back enough to look at your face, his hands moving to cup your cheeks in his palms. “You never have to apologize for needing a moment. My friends can be… a lot.”

“It’s not your friends.” You slide your hands under his shirt, pressing your palms against his back, the skin-to-skin contact helping you. “It’s not- It’s me, and everyone else was yelling and the music was too loud, and-”

“Hey,” He brushes his nose against your own, which catches your attention. He sends you a soft, sad smile when he pulls back and your gut twists. “I just want you to feel comfortable, hmm? You can always tell me if you aren’t feeling up to something.”

His hands move to slide slowly up and down your arms, and you bite your lip, tears threatening to fall again.

“But, you’re having so much fun with your friends-”

“Who will invite me again next weekend, I’m sure of it.” He squeezes your arms gently, brown eyes soft and sweet. You don’t know if you want to melt or cry. “I mean it, dove. If you want to go home, we can go.” 

“Are you sure?” You ask shakily with a sniffle. “I always ruin everything.”

“No, you don’t.” Remus is firmer this time and he lets go of you, straightening up. “You stay here. I’m going to tell everyone goodbye, alright?” 

You nod, hands clasped in front of you now. “Thank you, Remus.” 

“No need to thank me,” Your boyfriend chastises quietly, brushing a finger over your cheek. “I just want to take care of you.” 

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© prettydaisygirl

[folkbeetle]

The Madrigal (Well, Pepa’s side) as the Addams family :)

[ddejavvu]

i’ve always had this concept of utilizing remus as a personal heater - you’re sticking your freezing hands up his shirt early in the morning, and while you’re having a grand time, he’s suffering. maybe even sneaking up and doing it from behind while he’s making tea, half asleep - the cup goes flying, there’s tea spilt, sirius is alert on the couch from the chaos

- 🌟!!

It's really a testament to how tired you are that you spring your freezing cold fingertips on Remus while he's stirring honey into his tea. It's been steeping for a few minutes, so it's cooler than boiling, but your tired brain definitely hadn't registered that you should have waited until it was, perhaps, cooling on the table a safe distance away from him.

You sidle up behind him, and he at least gets the warning of your toes bumping into the backs of his heels. But he's not expecting the cold pinpricks of your fingers against his abdomen, slid expertly beneath his sweater, and he clenches his muscles all at once, hands jerking towards himself to protect his ticklish stomach and tipping the tea towards himself, draining the cup straight down the counter and onto his feet.

"Christ- aagh!" Remus groans, the tea seeping into his socks and making it difficult to get the burning sensation away from his skin. He stumbles backwards, stepping on one of your feet and surely bruising it, which makes you flee the same direction, the pair of you blundering around the kitchen like fools.

Sirius, who'd been lounging across the whole of your couch covered in black, shaggy fur, jumps to the rescue, shifting back to his human self mid-leap off of the couch. It means he lands in a tangled, undignified heap of limbs, and he dashes into the kitchen to see what's happened.

He's met with footprints on the floor made of tea, a puddle pooling beneath the counter that's got streaks of sticky liquid on it, and sore feet all around.

"I'm sorry!" You gasp, guilt filling your chest in the same volume of Remus's now-wasted tea, "Oh, Remus, I didn't mean to make you spill."

"S'okay, it's fine," He grunts, shuffling across the floor in his soggy socks, peeling his jumper off of his chest and wincing at the amber stain across the front, "Fuck, your fingers are cold."

You pinch them in your fists, trying valiantly to warm up the frigid skin, but the only real way to get warm is pressing them against Remus's abdomen. It's a cruel fact, one that you're too timid to bring up. Instead you shuffle in place, throwing a bashful glance at Sirius who looks bedraggled from being woken up from his cat dog nap.

"Bloody hell," He scoffs, running his fingers through his bedhead and wincing as a knot snags against his pinky, "'Thought I was gonna have to floo us to St. Mungos. No one got burnt?"

"It was a near-miss," Remus reveals, lifting the hem of his sweater up to show tea against his thighs, but blessedly dry fabric just above them. Your stomach drops, and you stuff your hands into your pajama pants pockets as a tragic punishment for nearly maiming your boyfriend, "Could have lost the whole bloodline."

[mermaidsprinklefart]

[beingharsh]

Bones and All (2022), dir. Luca Guadagnino