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I was just checking in on the status of the Quileute tribe's Move to Higher Ground (MTHG) project!
Phase 1, the construction of a new school outside of the tsunami zone, has been completed.
"Our priority was the relocation of the Quileute Tribal School (QTS).
Formerly located on a deserted US Coast Guard site, QTS was a few feet above sea level at the Quillayute River estuary, within the Pacific Ocean tsunami inundation zone. On August 5, 2022, the Quileute Tribe celebrated the completion of its newly constructed school on the designated MTHG relocation zone, beyond the threat from tsunamis.
The new facility includes a full-size gymnasium with high school regulation sized basketball and volleyball courts, computer and technical skills labs, science laboratories with lockable chemical preparation rooms, a fully equipped woodshop, state of the art technology to enhance student learning, and an upper school lounge where the older students can gather to collaborate, study, or relax during free time.
With Phase 1 completed, the Tribe is now working to establish the next phase of the project."
Following Phase 1, the project leads completed a survey to identify priorities for continued housing development needs and is in a planning phase for the next stage of the project.
If you'd like to join me in contributing to help with the next steps of the project (or just learn more), you can do so at https://mthg.org/
A/N: I decided to do this cause I thought it would be something real quick and something cute at the same time! I really wanna get back into writing so I thought something like this would be good to start with! n e ways please let me know if y'all wanna see this with the lightening era or with any of the other fandoms I write for! I would so be down to do that!
A/N 2: I know its been a while but I was recently inspired by a post I saw which I will probably be reblogging on my fic rec page,,, but it was too cute not to try out and I thought why not start with the marauders just cause I kinda missed writing for them,,, but besides that please feel free to enjoy!
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James Potter
Who Fell First: James
From the moment he saw you he knew he wanted to get to know you better
The way you were standing there talking with your friends so care free and the way the sun coming in through the windows of the school hit you just right, he just couldn't look away
then you threw you head back with the most boisterous laugh, eyes screwed shut and he swore it was the most beautiful thing he ever heard, he couldn't help but smile at the sound, wanting to hear more
Sirius had to smack him on the back of the head just to get James to stop staring at you, but he made a vow that day that he would make you his not matter how long it would take
Who Fell Harder: James
James will admit that his attraction to you was surface level at first but then he really got to know you
He had come to love everything about you, all your perfections and imperfections (which he doesn't believe you have any) he makes you feel loved with every word he says and every single one of his actions
You make him feel as if he's at the top of the world, you showed him that he's more than what people see on the surface, and he feels more like himself when he's with you, like he's found his other half
And to top it off you fit right in with his friends (practically his second family), you joke around with Sirius but are not afraid to tell him to knock it off when he's too much, you care for Remus when you notice how down he is after a rough night, gifting him chocolate and assuring him that you and the other marauders will always be there for him, and you get along well with Peter encouraging him when he feels like he can't do something and showing him that he wasn't chosen to be a gryffindor for nothing
with all this James knew you were the one for him, after all, if soulmate truly existed he was more than 100% sure you were his
Sirius Black
Who Fell First: You
First of all who doesn’t find Sirius to be absolutely gorgeous, like I mean, come on have you seen him?!?!
You, of course like most girls at Hogwarts, had the biggest crush on Sirius since the moment you laid eyes on him joking around with his friends
He just looked so happy and the smile that was lighting up his face made your stomach erupt into a million butterflies
You couldn’t help but think to yourself that maybe one day you could be the cause of keeping that smile on his face
Who Fell Harder: You
When you and Sirius became friends, after being partners in potions class, you learned that there was so much more to him that just a pretty face
He truly cares deeply for those he is close with especially those he would even consider as family, which you found out first hand when you started dating
Your little crush bloomed into full on love with each moment spent with him, whether it was just you two or with the other marauders you got to see more of who he truly was
Even though you would like to believe your love for him runs deeply in your soul, I can guarantee that he loves you with his whole being (he likes to think he loves you more)
Remus Lupin
Who Fell First: You
He always caught your attention whether it be in class impressing everyone with his knowledge or just in the halls as the marauders pass by you and your friends, his laidback attitude despite his friends chaotic nature
Your eyes always seemed to find him in a crowd surrounded by his friends but could never bring yourself to walk over to him or even just say hello in passing
That was until you were paired with him in transfiguration class, you swear that his friendliness and natural charm had drawn you in and you were head over heels for him in a matter of days
After that you had become friends and you couldn't help but want more, the more you guys hung out and the more you learned about him your feelings continued to grow you just hoped he would see you that way eventually
Who Fell Harder: Remus
It originally took Remus a while to let you in enough for you guys to be friends but he would be lying if he said he didn't feel anything for you after you guys got closer
He didn't believe he was good enough for you so he held himself back from taking the next step for a long time until you found out his secret
When he saw how well you handled it and still treated him with the same care and respect as you always did he knew you were the one for him. He then noticed the way you looked at him, as if he hung all the stars in the sky and it knocked the breath out of him.
From then on his love for you grew tenfold and with each passing day he swears he falls more in love with you than he was before.
Peter Pettigrew
Who Fell First: Peter
He was around you constantly, you were not friends per se but you did run in the same circles considering one of your closes friends was lily
Every time you were in the same room he couldn't help but stare at you when you weren't looking (it got so bad the other marauders would catch him and would immediately tease him about it)
You were all having a group hang out and you came up behind him and called out his name causing him to startle and you let out a small laugh to yourself
You spend the whole night talking to him and had some pretty deep conversations and just a a really nice night over all, he swore that was the night he really knew this feeling was more than just a school boy crush
Who Fell Harder: Peter
When you guys finally started dating he couldn't help but fall even more in love with you. He couldn't believe you actually noticed him, let alone even like him
He knew you were the one for him because you actually saw him, not a member of the marauders or one of james or sirius's friends but him, Peter
You always made sure he was seen by everyone else and highlighted his strengths and accomplishments, making sure he was seen as an individual, which made his heart grow
The relationship you built off of mutual respect and admiration blossomed from his undying love for you and he would tell you a million time over he would do anything for you and you believe him
Bonus Character: Regulus Black
Who Fell First: Regulus
At first Regulus did not understand the feeling he got every time he looked your way, in fact he might have even despised the feeling but he soon grew to accept the fact that he liked you
You sat next to each other in charms class and he couldn't help but admire how fast you were able to pick up most of the charms and would often sneak glances at you when you weren't looking
Even in the great hall he would often catch himself looking for your silhouette among the sea of students and then when he would finally find you he could not bring himself to look away from you carefree expression
When he finally got the chance to become your friend his surface level crush turned into something deeper and he knew his was in trouble, but when that smile he loved to see broke out on your face directed at him, he knew he did not care about the aftermath
Who Fell Harder: You
At first, you, of course, did not like him too much because of the "pure bred" ideals and the fact that they had that attitude that they were better than anyone else, despite the fact that you thought he was cute (I mean he is sirius black's brother)
After getting to really know him you saw the boy who truly cared for his family, whether he said he no longer cared for Sirius, you could tell deep down he still loved him deeply
You also saw the way he was with Kretcher he treated him as any other house elf was treated but you knew he also considered him to be part of his family with the little things in his tone and his actions
With his underlaying bravery and selflessness for the people he truly cares about, you had come to love him for who he was deep down, whole heartedly and unapologetically
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What: Reader has feelings for Aaron and dances around them with quick glances when you think he’s not looking. Then reader gets hurt and accidentally confesses in the heat of the moment.
Request: Nope
Warnings: Typical canon criminal minds violence, talks of getting shot, blood, Slight age gap but otherwise age isn’t mentioned, etc. (Let me know if I missed anything!)
A/n: I know its been forever since I've written anything but I’m back into my criminal minds binge and currently have Hotch brain rot so yeah,,, n e ways please feel free to enjoy!
A/n 2: Ngl I've been working on this one since June of 2023 and barely finished it now (Feb. 2024) so this was a loooooong wip but besides that i really hope you guys like it!
You guys have been going at it for hours now. The sun had set long ago and many of the officers have gone home, the new shift well settled into their stations.
Despite the amount of time you and the team had spent trying to get to the bottom of the unsub’s reasoning, which would bring you guys one step closer to finding out who it might be, you are no closer to figuring it out now than this morning.
Reid is going off on another one of his tangents and you are trying desperately to pay attention and keep your mind from wandering, the late hour not helping you much.
Everyone is in a different form of concentration but, none the less, in a similar state of exhaustion. Morgan is slouched in his chair, head in his hand, Rossi on his fourth, maybe fifth, cup of coffee, but there’s one person you can’t help but let your eyes wander towards.
Hotch stands at the head of the table, arms crossed on his chest, tiredness prominent in his features. Your eyes follow him as he moves across the room, removing his suit jacket and discarding it onto a chair. Moving back to his original spot, he rolls his sleeves slightly up to rest upon his forearms, then loosens his tie ever so slightly.
He leans over the table and opens his mouth to begin talking but, if you are being honest, not a single word is heard by you. Your eyes stay glued to his arm, his muscles flexing slightly from the way he is gripping the edge of the table.
You try to pay attention, really you do, but it is no use. Your sleep deprived brain is not allowing you to focus on anything but the man in front of you. If you are being honest, you have grown feelings for him but you don’t dare act on them. I mean how can you blame yourself? There is just so much you admire about him, you can possibly go on for hours just listing off the reasons.
As your mind seems to drift off, you don’t seem to notice Hotch has caught on to what you were doing.
Feeling eyes on him, he glances around the room and soon catches your eye. Upon meeting his eyes, yours slightly widen and you quickly look down, willing your face to not heat up at being caught with your shameless stares. You swear at yourself thinking if he brings it up you’d blame it on the late hour and lack of proper sleep.
Unknown to you Hotch’s lips quirk up, amused at your reaction to being caught, chuckling softly to himself. He looks around the room once again, taking note of the tired faces of his team and decides to speak up.
“All right team, let’s call it a night. We’ll pick this back up in the morning when we’re all rested. Maybe then we will be able to think about this more clearly.”
Breathing a sigh of relief, the team quickly gathers their belongings and heads out of the station towards their shared vehicles.
The ride back to the hotel was uneventful as everyone split off into groups between the two SUVs. You opted to ride with Hotch and Rossi taking advantage of their silent personas, definitely not because you favored the first of the two.
Taking your place behind the passenger seat, you quickly got as comfortable as possible on your way back to the hotel. Usually you would try to fill in the silence with different topics varying from the case you guys were currently investigating to what book you were reading at the moment, but right now you could barely form coherent sentences with your sleep deprived mind.
You could feel yourself slowly drifting off, the smooth ride and the sound of the car moving along the street help bring you into a deep slumber.
Unbeknownst to you a pair of eyes traveled across your sleeping form, glancing back and forth between you and the road. A small sigh escapes his mouth as he notices your breathing even out.
Hearing someone clear their throat, Hotch casts his eyes toward the passenger seat where Rossi is sitting with a knowing look on his face. His eyes turn back to the road.
"Dave..." he says quietly, tone coming out as a warning.
Rossi raises his hands in defense, keeping his voice down as well "I didn't say anything."
"I know that look. You have something you want to say," Hotch mutters, face annoyed.
"Aaron in know that look on your face. How long are you planning on keeping her in the dark? You deserve to be happy and I can tell she is the reason your mood has improved a lot lately," Rossi keeps his voice low as to not wake you up.
Hotch moves his eyes towards you one more time, taking in your features, he notices the slightest content smile on your face not having a worry in the world while sleeping. He lets out a deep sigh eyes leaving your figure and focusing completely on the road.
"Because I am her boss and she is my subordinate. I can not cross that line even if i wanted to. I can only imagine what the higher ups would say if they found out."
"Besides she deserves someone better, someone closer to her age, someone her could provide her with everything she could want or need. Why would she want someone like me," he finished off.
Rossi shook his head, "You, my friend, are completely clueless. How could she not want to be with you? Have you seen the way she looks at you? And don't give me that B.S. about your status as her boss, as if that matters. Trust me Aaron, that girl would follow you through hell and back if you asked her and i know you would do just the same."
Hotch let Rossi's words sink in. He kept his head forward, choosing not to reply in order to completely shut down this conversation, not wanting to get his hopes up too high.
Luckily the hotel quickly came into view and Hotch felt himself relax slightly. As soon as the suvs were parked everyone got off and split up and made their separate ways into their hotel rooms. Getting off, Hotch made his way to the back passanger side to wake you and send you off to sleep in your room.
He got to his own room, going through his normal night time routine before slipping into bed. Despite the late hour and lack of proper sleep the night before, his mind seemed to run non stop. It wasn't the unresolved case or fact that the unsubs motive was hard to pinpoint.
No, his mind seemed to be full of you. The conversation with Rossi seemed to have kickstarted his thoughts into a spiral. Eventually he drifted off to sleep his final thought of you and what he believes could never be.
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Eventually you and the team had finally managed to find the link between the victims and his motive became clear. Richard Cornwall, a local who lives in the outskirts of town on his family ranch had been taking the victims and making them weaken enough to use in his own version of "hunting."
The evidence pointed to you all that he was a narcissist that believed he was too good at hunting the local game that it no longer was fun to him. So he thought that using real people would provide more of a challenge, that way he could really prove he was the best and what he did.
Currently on route to the Cornwall family ranch, y'all prepared yourselves. It was common knowledge that he was a hunter so you knew he had to have a surplus of weapons as well as being on the look out for and traps he might have left around the property.
Parking the suvs in front of the main house, you split up to survey the property looking for Cornwall and the latest person he had kidnapped.
While the rest of the team searched the two story house, you, Hotch, and Reid had taken the left side of the property going straight towards the barn, stalls, and the field. You noticed a deer blind a little ways away in the field making a mental note to take a sweep of it after checking out the barn.
After clearing the stalls, you guys made your way though the barn with no signs of Cornwall or the victim. Reid noticed a corner of the barn that seemed to be where he left the vicitms to bleed out. The deep red was splattered on the walls and completely covered the floor. Hotch took note of it saying he would get forensics to take samples of it.
As you guys began to exit the barn after clearing it you turned your head towards Hotch and Reid to tell them about the structure you saw in the middle of the field. As soon as you opened your mouth, the sound of a gun shot rang though the air.
You were down within a second, the shot hitting you right in your left shoulder causing you to let out a scream, your other hand reaching out to hold onto the wound. You began to feel lightheaded, the blood coming from your shoulder seemed to be never ending.
Hotch and Reid quickly crouched down taking cover in the barn as another shot rang out. They each grabbed one of your arms pulling you inside to safety with them. The yell you let out was worse than anything Hotch had heard, he could only imagine the pain you were feeling right now.
He radioed the rest of the team and the rest of the officers to let them know to be on the lookout notifying them you were currently down. They only know the general direction the shot came from, not too sure where Cornwall was.
"The blind" you let out weakly.
Reid spotted the deer blind a little ways out in the field and let everyone else know the location so they could proceed with caution.
You on the other hand, felt like you would pass out any second now. You felt like you were on fire, your shoulder growing heavier by the second. Soon your vision started getting spotty, white dots littered your sight as you tried to blink them away, tears streamed down your face from the pain.
Hotch turned to look at you to make sure you were alright but quickly noticed the flushed look on your face, your lips were pale, a sign you were soon to faint.
"Hey, L/N, look at me. You need to stay awake for me." he urged, shaking your head a bit to stimulate you.
The sound of his voice was coming in and out, growing louder then getting harder to hear, your ears no longer wanting to work. You blinked a bit trying to focus on him and what he was currently saying to you.
"Y/N, you're losing a lot of blood, they might have to do a blood transfusion at the hospital," he ushers out, desperation evident in his voice, "What is your type?"
In your current state, you tried hard to process what he was asking you. You vision was quickly growing worse and it was getting harder to hear him. You let out the first thing that came to your mind.
"You."
The last thing you heard was JJ's voice over the coms informing they had got unsub in custody and finally found the last victim who was luckily alive. Black soon consumed your vision and you were out like a light.
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The feeling of the ground rumbling beneath you was the first hint to you that you were slowly gaining consciousness.
Soon the low sounds of a siren could be heard, slightly muffled to you. You tried desperately to open your eyes but you couldn’t find the strength. But you could feel a weight in your hand and you tried to flex your hand, your fingers twitching slightly.
At that you could have sworn you heard what sounded like your name. You tried to focus your hearing a bit more.
“Y/N,” you heard a man say.
You know that voice. You’ve heard it before somewhere. The sound of it seemed to make you calmer. At the sound of his voice again you tried once more to open your eyes.
A blinding light above you is the first thing you see, yet everything still seemed to be foggy. You glance at you surroundings, your eyes barely open a crack. That is when you see him.
He looked absolutely ethereal, you could’ve sworn he was an angel here on earth. The bright glow from the lights casted a halo around him. But there’s no way he could be here right now. He opens his mouth to speak again.
“Y/N, are you alright? Do you need anything? We are heading to the hospital right now, we should be there any moment.”
You stared at him for what seemed like forever just taking him in. His sentence went in one ear and out the other, as if he never said anything to begin with, as if he wasn’t even then, a mere figment of your imagination. You couldn’t wrap your head around what was going on or where you were. The only thing you could say was what you were currently thinking.
“I dream of you so often, I don’t know if you’re even real.”
And with that you felt yourself slowly slipping back into unconsciousness. The sound of that man’s voice imbedded deep in your mind.
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A low beeping lulled you out of your unconscious state. Your eyelids felt heavy, as if they were made of concrete, not allowing you to open them just yet. You stayed there unmoving, trying to get accustomed to your surroundings, willing yourself to try and feel anything around you.
You could feel the soft pillow underneath your head and the, somewhat, stiff bed underneath you. In your head, you knew your were laying in a bed somewhere, but for the life of you, you could not recall a single thing that happened to you or where you could possibly be at this moment.
Racking your brain, you tried desperately to remember what was going on. The last thing you remembered was that you and the team had a case you were working on. Where was it? Oh, right, you guys were currently in Texas. The unsub was a fisherman? No, wait, a hunter.
As you started to recall more and more of the case it all started to come back to you. You, Hotch, and Reid were searching the barn. That's right, you were right on his trail and then... he shot you.
'Wait Hotch, Reid, are they alright?'
Your eyes suddenly shot open at the thought of your friends hurt. Wincing at the sudden bright light around you, you blinking trying to get used to the sight around you.
At the same time, all your senses rushed back to you all at once. you could hear that constant beeping again but this time a little louder. Looking towards your right, you noticed the heart monitor displaying your heart rate. You stared at it for a little bit and watched the line move at a rhythmic pace before you realized that your left hand felt a bit heavier that usual.
Your fingers twitched, slowly flexing, trying to grasp at what was resting in your hand. You turn your head slightly, glancing down at your hand, only to notice another hand placed over yours.
Eyes widening at the slight, you move them from the hand, up the arm and towards the person it belonged to. Your breath caught in your throat at the sight before you.
In the chair next to you, Hotch was leaned back into the chair. His left arm was slung over his abdomen and his right arm was stretched out resting on the side of your hospital bed, hand intwined with yours.
He look so peaceful in his sleep, which was a stark contrast to his usual stoic expression, despite the slight furrow in his brows. How he managed to look so comfortable in that hard plastic chair was beyond you, but you were sure that the exhaustion of the events the night before finally caught up to him.
You watched him for a while, your heart strings pulling at the thought of him so worried about you that he actually slept in that uncomfortable chair all night when he had a nice warm bed back at the hotel you guys were staying at.
The sounds of someone clearing their throat pulled you from your thoughts, as you glance towards the doorway where the sound came from. Rossi stood there leaning against the door frame, a knowing smile gracing his features.
Feeling the heat rise to your face, your eyes dart away from Rossi and down at the blankets the covered you. David knew of the feelings you harbored towards the man to your left, having caught you staring at him a little longer that usual a couple of times. He soon got the truth out of you after a night of drinking, to which you spilled your heart out to the older man in hopes of getting advice from someone that knew Hotch inside and out.
"How you feeling kiddo?"
Hearing his question spoken softly, you glance back up at him and clear your throat feeling it dry from not speaking for hours on end.
"Alright. Just a little sore I guess," you rasp out quietly.
He raises his eyebrow, "A little? Kid you got shot with a rifle, I don't blame you if you said you it hurts like hell, which I'm pretty sure it does."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," you chuckle softly at his words before glancing back down.
You can't help but let your eyes travel back to where your hand was intwined with Hotch's, letting out a little sigh. Rossi's eyes follow yours, then travel up to where his friend slept soundly.
"You know," he starts with a small smile, "he was really worried about you kid. He's been with you since the ambulance pulled up. He refused to leave your side and even rode with you the whole way over here. We even had a hard time trying to get him to go shower or even change. He insisted that he had to be here when you woke up."
You shift your focus up to Hotch's face, taking in the words Rossi was saying, heart melting at the thought. Your mind raced at the implications of what this all meant but you quickly shut them down, not wanting to get your hopes up.
"I'm sure he would've been the same if it were any one of us," you replied, shoulders slumping a bit at the thought.
David rolled his eyes at your words, "You know what I mean Y/N. Sure he would've been worried if it happened to any of us, but I doubt he would be sleeping if those god awful chairs all night if it wasn't for you."
At that you could feel the hand in yours start to twitch, Hotch moving slightly as he began to wake up. Your breath caught in your throat as his eyes started to flutter open. The first thing Aaron saw as he fully woke up was Rossi standing in the doorway staring right at him.
"Dave? What are you doing here?"
Rossi chuckles softly, shaking his head as he pushes himself away from the door frame to stand up straight.
"Oh nothing, figured I should probably go get a bite to eat and maybe a cup of coffee. It seems like you guys have a lot to talk about," he finishes, nudging his head in your direction.
The look of confusion quickly washes away from Hotch's face as his head snaps in your direction. He takes in the sight of you wide awake, a slight flush on your cheeks that he assumes is because of your injury. He could feel your hand flutter underneath his as he glances down at it. The sight of your hand wrapped with his causes his heart to skip a beat, the moment it resumes he swears he can hear it pounding in his ears.
Rossi clears his throat once more gaining the attention of the two, "Well I better be off, let me know if either of you want something. I hope you feel better kiddo."
You let out a small 'thank you' and he smiles at you then sends Aaron a knowing glance when you aren't looking before turning and making his way out. You both sat there in silence, not knowing what to say to each other.
"How are you feeling?" Hotch finally asks, breaking the silence between you.
"Honestly, I've been better," you let out a little chuckle, trying to ease the tension, before turning solum again remembering your current state.
"I'm sorry for worrying you. I should've know better, if only I-"
Hotch cuts you off with a reassuring squeeze to your hand.
"Don't," he says firmly, "Don't you ever blame yourself for something that is out of your control. You did all you could and your observations helped us catch the unsub and the last victim was found alive."
"I know, but I just feel bad cause you had to sleep on that," you say, gesturing towards the chair he was sitting on.
He lips quirk up ever so slightly, "Don't worry about it, I should be used to it now because of all the late nights I spend at the office. Besides, I wanted to. I wouldn't do this for just anyone," he says, starting to gain the courage to tell you what is on his mind.
"Hotch-" you start, only to be cut off by him.
"Wait, just let me say this," he holds his hand up. you nod encouraging him to continue.
"Y/N, you are the bravest person I know, not to mention the most caring and thoughtful. You always tend to put others first, but are still able to stand up for yourself and voice your needs. I admire so much about you that I could possibly go on forever. What made me fall for you is beyond me, but I know what I'm feeling is real. I kept telling myself that I shouldn't love you, that I shouldn't cross that boundry, but its not as simple as it sounds. No matter how hard I tried, you made me fall harder and faster without doing much," he sighed, "Even if you don't feel the same, i just needed to tell you."
At the end of his speech your eyes were shining with unshed tears. Never have you heard anything as sweet and poetic as that. You could feel every one of his words in your soul as if he was speaking right to it. He had put his heart on his sleeve for you and you thought it was only fair you did the same.
"Aaron, when I first met you I thought you were just a cold, stoic, blunt man,"
Hotch could've sworn he felt his heart ache at the words leaving your mouth, but that soon changed as you continued.
"But, then I met you and learn a lot about you. You actually had a similar sense of humor as me and know how to dish out a joke as well as take one. Your wit is one of the things that surprised me the most about you. Not to mention that you protect the ones you care about with your life. You come off as nonchalant when in fact you care so much about each and every one of us on this team. And despite what you think, you're the best dad Jack could ever ask for. You really are his hero and I don't blame him. You say you admire me but, oh boy, you have no idea how much about you I cherish and appreciate."
"At first I thought it was nothing more than just a silly little crush, but it turned into so much more than that. I couldn't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I tried, it happened without me even realizing it. You are the first thing on my mind when I wake up in the morning and the last thought I have before I drift off to sleep at night, its like you're all that's in my mind. My heart has yearned for you longer than I knew it myself and now that I know that its not just me, I'm willing to cross that line as long as you're there with me," you finished giving his hand a loving squeeze.
Aaron stared at you with loving eyes and you could've sworn your heart stopped at the sight. You looked at him shyly with the newfound revelation of your feelings towards each other being mutual. You could feel yourself slowly leaning towards him and him doing just the same.
As the distance between you grew shorter and shorter, you both were stealing glances at each others' lips. Just as you were about to close the distance, a sharp pain shot right through your shoulder causing you to wince and pull back.
Hotch looked at you with worry helping you lean back into the hospital bed. His eyes scanned your face for any traces of discomfort as you got situated back into place. Your eyes met as if he was ask you a silent question, you nodded letting him know you were fine as he sighed in relief.
Chuckling a bit a the situation, he shook his head slightly before leaning down and placing a tender kiss to the crown of your head.
"Let's wait till you get out of here for that," he smirks, "Besides I need to treat you out to a nice dinner before we could have some dessert" he finished with a swift kiss to the knuckles of your hand that was still interlocked with his.
You couldn't help the heat that quickly rose to your face at his comment. Never, did you think Hotch could be that smooth. Rolling your eyes, you gently slap his arm causing him to laugh softly.
"You're so corny."
"Well you better get used to it cause you're stuck with me now," he replies with a smile.
You shake your head with a giggle, "Can I take that back?"
"Nope," he says, smile growing wider as a mischievous look glints in his eyes, "Besides you said I'm just your type."
The memory of what he was talking about quickly floods into your mind.
Your face flushes a deep shade of embarrassment and you quickly cover your face with your hands, "Oh my god!"
A/n: I really hope you guys liked it! It took me quite a bit to write but i really love the way it came out! I honestly think this is probably my favorite one I've written so far! Just to let y'all know i do have quite a bit planned out so be on the lookout for that and hopefully I'll be able to put out little thing here and there! Once again if y'all want to be added to the tag list the link is here ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ and just fill it out for whatever you want to be tagged for and if you don't know what I write for just checkout my masterlist or leave and ask and I will reply as soon as i can get to it!
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Istg a have a ton of wips but I recently got into a show/movie series and it’s literally taking over my head and I wanna write & maybe do some smaus for it so just keep a heads up but I genuinely know not a lot of people are gonna interact with it cause idk how many people in that fandom are active here but oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Either way I have hopefully a lot of content coming that I had in progress or will be working on so please be on the lookout!
Today seems like a GREAT day to read up on Quileute history and all the misconceptions Twilight spread, and if you can, donate to the Move to the Higher Ground project!
History | Quileute Tribe
Truth vs. Twilight
Quileute Move to Higher Ground |
If you are interested in local history, you can also text your US zip code to 907-312-5085 and they’ll let you know whose indigenous land you are on.
((I am far from being the first person to share this info, and I hope I am not the last. Not only do we have new blogs that could benefit from these links, but as active fans it is our duty to exert the same energy into educating ourselves about social injustices around us, especially considering what our ~fave~ series did to the Quileute tribe.))
I finally made a sideblog for reblogging fanfics! So if any of y’all are curious or just want to check it out please go follow my new account therandomficreblogger!
I'll let y'all fanfic readers in on a little secret: if you find a writer who portrays your favs or that specific trope just right and you want to get more of it, the trick is reblogging or even just commenting and/or going wild in the tags, and you'll probably get more
listen, I am but a simple duck, if you feed me I'll just FEAST on those crumbs and you can bet your ass I'll come back to that pond for some additional bread crumb feasting
What: Fictober Day 24: “Is this safe?” Fred shows reader something from a different perspective.
Request: No just saw about Fictober 2022 and decided to give it a try!
Warnings: Fear of heights, mentions of falling, etc. (Please let me know if I missed anything!)
A/N: I just saw the post for Fictober and I really wanted to give it a try so I’m just gonna start from day 24! I’m really hoping this gets me back into writing again and more consistently at that! Anyways please enjoy this cute little story!
The cool autumn breeze nipped at your skin during the early hours of the morning. The sun had yet to rise which left the sky in shades of deep purple and navy as the stars twinkled in the darkness. You stood next to the boy you loved quite unsure of your next move.
“Fred, is this safe?”
He chuckled at your reluctance, “Of course it is! Otherwise they wouldn’t let us use them during games!”
His eyes shined with amusement as he watched your figure. You on the other had questioned every choice you made that currently lead you to this moment.
"Are you sure about this?" you asked again, voice wavering with nerves.
"This is the only way I'll be able to show you, besides you know I would never let anything happen to you, right?"
"I trust you with my whole being." you replied earnestly as you smiled softly at him.
"Good, now come on!" he finished as he gently held your hand and lead you towards the broom.
He positioned himself above the broom before he reached out for your hand. You slotted your palm into his as he helped you onto the broom behind him.
As he found your other hand, he lightly placed your arms around his waist before he gripped the handle with both hands.
“You ready?” He questioned softly.
You nodded slightly, your head rested against his shoulder as you slowly tightened your hold on his waist.
“He we go!” He smirked.
He steadied you both before he pushed off the ground, as you quickly gained more distance from the floor. You let out a quiet shriek and tightened your grip upon his, your eyes shut hard.
You could hear the wind as it whipped past you the higher you went. The cool breeze instantly chilling you to the bone. The only thought that ran through your mind was keeping ahold of the boy in front of you, terrified of falling.
Soon the sounds of rushing wind slowed and you felt yourselves even out, but your eyes remained closed tight.
“You can open your eyes, love.” Fred said, a hint of amusement hidden in his tone.
“No, I think I’m perfectly fine like this.” You retort, afraid of the sight before you.
“Trust me, you’ll love it.”
The loving tone in his words immediately calmed you down as you remembered that this was Fred, the boy you trusted and loved with your whole heart. You quickly tried to even out your ragged breathing, preparing your nerves for the sight.
Slowly, you opened one eye to adjust it to the darkness before you then the other one. Your vision blurred for a second before it finally came to, and the sight before you was nothing like you had ever seen before.
The whole of the Hogwarts castle was presented in front of you, shining in the light of the the almost setting moon, the stars bright behind it. The sight alone took your breath away.
As if he could sense your awe, Fred quickly spoke up.
“Just wait, this isn’t even the best part.” You could just hear the grin in his voice.
Before you could question what he meant the sun started peaking above the horizon. Pink soon added to the color of the sky as it mixed with the hues of purple and blue. It was as if the sun was Picasso, painting the sky into a beautiful work of art.
Your eyes wandered from the clouds, the mountains shining from the rays of the sun peaking over. Then as if you remembered you eyes quickly glanced back towards the castle taking in the beautiful sight.
The light gleamed against the calm waters of the black lake making it appear as if the stars were shining once again. Then your eyes looked towards the castle breath caught in your throat.
Basking in the morning glow, the castle reflected the colors of the sky, pink and orange painted the walls. The morning dew added to the ethereal sight as it casted Hogwarts with a glittering appearance.
Your eyes were wide with wonder and delight at the new found perspective of the place where your fondest memories were made. Fred chuckled at you expression, glad to have shown you this.
“It doesn’t seem real, right? It really knocks the wind out of you but fills you with a sense happiness.” He let out softly.
You nodded in agreement.
He let out a shaky breath before he continued, “That’s how I feel every time I look at you. I just wanted you to know how I feel every time I see you.”
Tears quickly pooled into your eyes at the sentiments that left Fred’s mouth. You gently press a kiss you his cheek before speaking.
“That is the most beautiful thing I have ever head from someone. I love you with everything I have and more and I can assure you I feel exactly the same way about you.” You finished as you gave him a loving squeeze.
“Now, let’s head back down before we get in trouble.”
“If we get caught I’ll make sure to distract them so you can make your escape.” Fred said as he chuckled with mischief.
You let out a small laugh, “Wow, my knight in shining armor.”
A/N: I’m sorry I’m posting this so late but I was hoping to have this out before midnight and unfortunately that didn’t happen. But hey, better late than never right? Either way I really hoped you all like it since this is my first time writing in forever! I will hopefully see y’all later today for day 25 of Fictober!
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I’ve recently fallen in love with a character but I don’t watch the thing he comes out in and I’m kinda inspired to write for him but I’m honestly not too sure what his character actually acts like so idk what to do???
Pairing: Theseus Scamander x (Mostly Femme) Reader (I also tried to make the reader’s house as vague as possible)
Plot: The things you’ve learned about Theseus whilst growing up together. The Scamander household, being Newt’s best friend, Hogwarts, Theseus’ undying thirst for a prime life.
Warnings: A lot of (semi-angsty) pining to be honest like, what have I done???
Word Count: 11,600 something….listen….
A/N: Look, I kind of threw up a whole ass world I built and this is literally just the first part. I love the idea of childhood flames burning, dying out, and rekindling so here it is. Also, I just love Theseus a lot. I love a cocky Gryffindor, what can I say?
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There are many things you have learned about Theseus Scamander, purely through your close relationship with the Scamander family and Theseus’s slight soft spot for you—not that he would ever admit it. The first thing you learned was Theseus’ love of learning. To be frank, many were surprised by the elder Scamander brother’s success of becoming Head Auror. War hero? Of course. Without a single doubt. That was just another one of Theseus’ ordinary Wednesdays. But to be so diligent, precise, and studious? It was well fit for a Ravenclaw. Yet, it came as no surprise to you. He did, after all, only ever really shared that side with you.
You remember how he would write new words he didn’t understand in a little notebook he kept in his pocket. His mother had gifted it, and Newt had the same one in a lighter shade of leather that he kept to note fun facts about creatures he cared for. Theseus used to spend entire afternoons in the library, right before prefect patrolling hours. He’d always invite you and you would bring snacks you knew he favoured. Newt was a chocolate boy, whereas Theseus loved liquorice. It was fun for you; you got to have an hour or two in silence to finish a nice novel while Theseus bounced back words, definitions and concepts with you to develop it into his vocabulary. It was so like him, to want to associate himself with refined tastes and abilities.
He was always thankful for your company, even if neither of you really talked about it once you left the library. His mates from the Quidditch team never really understood the habit of his, and you were never judging. You’ve seen him wet himself, for Godrick’s sake. Sometimes it was weird for Newt when you were all together and an inside joke would slip out. But you were always gracious, pausing to try and explain the backstory of a funny scientific term or piece of wizarding history you and Theseus found funny, but Newt would simply smile and shake his head.
“No need,” he’d quietly assure you. It always made the tips of Theseus’ ears turn red, whenever his younger brother started smiling all-knowingly like that. Newt rarely accelerated at anything in comparison to his older brother. But when it came to you, Newt was always up to speed.
Since it’s been a while since I’ve posted and since I’ve recently seen the newest fantastic beast movie, I’ve decided to repost one of the best (if not the best) Theseus Scamander fics I have ever read! I swear at random times I always remember it and have to go back and read it all over again! (it’s just that good!) Anyways I really hope y’all enjoyed this as much as I did!
