#i missed the mark

[ellivenollivander]

ELLI.

Can I pretty please request a drabble wherein Leander swears for the first time and is SO FLUSTERED by his own language?

Love you.

Love your Leander.

Have a perfect day.

Eat lots of warm, fresh bread.

Baby's First Swear Word Coming right at ya babe. A/N: Thank you for sending me this no longer a drabble because i don't know how to shut up request! I love you! Word Count: 896 TW/Rating: Naughty Words LOL

When Leander had used a swear word for the very first time, always having been the prim and proper boy his parents had wanted, he hadn’t meant too. Really he didn’t. 

It was just because he had already been having a less than ideal day, he had stayed up far too late the night before,  in the light of his bedside lamp, studying for potions class, and was exhausted by the time classes had ended for the day. Thus, being cornered in the library by the Slytherin boy who had quickly, and unintentionally, become his academic rival in their short time at Hogwarts had him fighting back tears of frustration. 

When Sebastian Sallow had made a grab for the book in Leanders hand, demanding he hand it over… things had just begun to spiral out of control fast. 

The Gryffindor had been grateful for his best friend and fellow first year Garreth, who stood at his side, trying to look as intimidating as an eleven year old could. Leander had held tight to the book, explaining he needed it for his Herbology essay, trying to keep his calm while he stared down his adversary. Sebastian had made another swipe for the book, exclaiming he had needed it for the same purpose, coupled with a biting remark on Leanders reading abilities. 

Things only went downhill from there, though it had been two against one in the stand-off, the little Gryffindors had met their match in the quick- witted Slytherin. 

With insults flying, and Leanders nerves fraying, he was tipped over the edge when Sebastian had called him a talentless prat. 

Leander had snapped, and threw back a word he had only learned from listening in on his older brothers. 

“Well, you’re a CUNT!” 

Their steadily rising voices and the tension in the quiet library had already drawn the attention of Madam Scribner, who had rounded the corner of the bookshelves the three boys were standing between, just in time to see a red faced Leander clamping his hands over his mouth, and an equally red faced Garreth Weasley, who looked as though he had just been told he’d won the Quidditch Cup. 

Sebastian’s smug grin had been painted over with a look of abject horror, playing up his feelings being irrevocably hurt at the sight of the stern librarian, a finger pointed right at the teary eyed Leander. 

The moments following the outburst were blurry to Leanders recollection, filled with anxiety and mortification at his own use of such a word. He barely registered the points being taken from Gryffindor, accepting his punishment with his hands still over his mouth, head nodding frantically, and He did not protest alongside Garreth, who insisted Sallow was just as guilty. 

He let Garreth lead him back to their common room, the cursed herbology book forgotten at Sebastian’s feet; Leander laid in bed that night, heart still racing and his flustered blush unfading, absolutely not catching up on the sleep lost the night before. 

After succumbing to his exhaustion for just a few short hours, he felt a bit better about the entire ordeal as he sat down for breakfast. The word of his word had apparently traveled around the school and a few of his housemates had given him cheerful claps on the back for his use of it against a Slytherin. His ease was short-lived, however, when on his breakfast plate dropped an angry, red, hissing envelope. 

Leander had watched many of his fellow students receive Howlers at school, but this was his first. His heart felt like it had stopped beating, and his blood ran cold as he watched it tremble on his plate. When it burst open with his Mothers angry voice filling the Great Hall, he buried his face in his crossed arms.

“LEANDER PREWETT! HOW DARE YOU USE THAT WORD!” 

As it continued, the little Gryffindor was so lost in his shame and embarrassment he didn’t notice the sympathetic glances from his elder Gryffindors, or their whispered words of encouragement of First ones’ always the worst. He also, gratefully, did not notice the teasing laughter from the rest of the houses, or from Garreth who was chuckling delightedly at his best friend's misfortune of his first Howler, having been on the receiving end of many. 

When it was finally, and blissfully over; the telling sound of a hissing tongue and shredding paper coaxed Leander from his hiding place in his arms. The prefect sat next to him quickly scourgified the red confetti from the table with an encouraging pat on his back and a smile, while Leander fought back the embarrassed tears pricking his eyes. 

Leander tried shooting a scowl in Garreths direction who was still laughing at him, and he tried to avoid glancing back at the Slytherin table, where Sebastian Sallow was wearing a smug grin that matched his housemates. He felt a bit ill, and he was still shaking with anxiety and panic. He contemplated getting up and leaving, running away from the entire ordeal, but he stayed, not wanting to give any of them the satisfaction of showing any sort of cowardice. 

His tiny act of bravery paid off, and a smile grew on his own face when Garreths laugh was abruptly cut off, replaced by an exasperated look as a Howler of his own plopped down in front of him.

#leander prewett #garreth weasley #sebastian sallow #if you don't read the howler in molly weasleys voice during chamber of secrets................. #i missed the mark #ngl i was a little sad writing my poor baby boy getting a howler #garreth is a menace but sebastian sallow is A SMUG menace #i love my stupid idiot shithead boys

[linktoo-doodles]

bird of prey

#grian #hermitcraft #mcyt #my art #Linktoo art #I missed drawing his wings #I like giving him barn owl markings

[sergle]

the threshold has been crossed, it is now springtime!!

#sergle art #artists on tumblr #illustration #body posi #fat art #body positive #stretch marks #heey it's chboy. skinny penits. i haven't killed myself i SWEAR. i'm still in my cave and i still draw #i hope you like the pieces because i really liked doing the more stylized flowers on the first two #like that actually gave me so much enjoyment doing the flowers that way on miss blue hair

[spirk-trek]

I ALMOST SPIT OUT MY DRINK HE REALLY WENT "aww... anyway bye!"

#like JIM #star trek #shitposting #lmao LMAO #AND THEN SHE SAYS I'LL MISS YOU AND HE DOESNT ANSWER GIFKFNFIF #idk why i find this so fucking funny #he's like hm no i'm good #get some birth control on your planet first then we'll talk #also i have a boyfriend #the mark of gideon #star trek the original series #season 3 #tos #spirk

[panthermouthh]

I’ve seen this comment a few times on my art here and on insta and I’m genuinely curious— WHERE did people get the idea that the Creature “just had creepy eyes”?? That Victor only ran away because the Creature’s eyes freaked him out?

I’ve seen people say this repeatedly and it couldn’t be further from the truth like. He is explicitly described as an eight foot tall cobbled together corpse with skin that barely covers his veins, yes his eyes are creepy but that would probably be the last thing anyone would notice about the Creature tbh 😭

#the creature was intended to be beautiful yes but victor Sorely missed the mark and landed him right in Uncanny Valley #people are afraid of him because he’s a GIANT WALKING CORPSE #where did this come from I am so baffled #frankenstein #frankenposting

[anothersuperstition]

my chemical romance albums but make them (a24(ish)) film posters

#just for funsies….. #well they’re SUPPOSED to be a24 type posters bc i think they’re always neat but if they miss the mark who gives a fuck #i missed doing like strictly graphics based work instead of always cramming illustration in somewhere #also losing my job means i have a Lot of free time in the evenings after freelance and i am so bored all the time #anyways. #mcr #my chemical romance #i brought you my bullets you brought me your love #three cheers for sweet revenge #the black parade #danger days #gerard way #frank iero #ray toro #mikey way #mine #arty art

[buggachat]

Part 178 of my bakery “enemies” au!

baking montage!

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Kofi

#ml #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #marinette dupain cheng #marinette dupain-cheng #adrien agreste #adrienette #adrinette #my art #bakery enemies au #this scene is my bane apparently because I keep rearranging the parts and so #anyway remember how i took a break because i rearranged the parts so an incomplete part was wedged in #anyway i completed that part. and then i. rearranged it again. so now it's no longer wedged there and i #THIS PROBABLY DOESNT MAKE SENSE AND IS DIFFICULT TO EXPLAIN BUT I. BASICALLY A LOT OF STRESS FOR NET ZERO CHANGE #GOOD FOR ME!! 😎😎😎 #also i think the spooning scene's mature mark was removed so that's cool #last part still missing though dw about it

[bixels]

Powerpuff Girls is really great.

#i wasn't allowed to watch cartoons as a kid so i missed out on all of these #tulli showed me some of their fav episodes as a kid and they're fucking hilarious #SO mean too so fucking meanspirited it's really really funny #i love the upa revival style too and how you can see pencil markings and paint under the lineart in the cels in earlier eps #it all feels very homemade #personal #delete later #prof utonium is hot too

[kiisaes]

bkg knows what the pocky game is, he's just playing along

#this post marks 4 years of bkdk pocky day comics. i couldn't miss it bc well duh. but good fucking lord. #i forgot how to draw deku's hair FUCKKKKK i promised myself i'd never forget again but here i am. forgetting #bnha #mha #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #kaminari denki #uraraka ochako #todoroki shouto #bakudeku #bkdk #fan art #pocky day #comic #becki draws stuff n stuff

[starfruit-baby]

how is it i know

#b draws #saw #saw franchise #mark hoffman #peter strahm #hoffstrahm #coffinshipping #sorry guys. i will return to light but these guys ate my brains out #tw blood #only a little though #let me know if im missing more trigger warnings please! #PANIC for me old men PANIC

[puppyeared]

aughg

#hahaha.... oh no............... #u know i hit rock bottom when i pull out detco art <- is crumpling under assignments lying on the floor fetal position #i dont think im ever gonna be normal abt thse idiots. im sorry gang i got curious and i dont even fucking go here #ive never watched nor plan to watch dcmk im just fascinated by thief/detective enemies to lovers and i have a crush on kaito kid. thats it #its literally platos allegory blorbos. also gave shinichi a beauty mark bc i learned his moms an actress and thats such a missed opportunit #ill probably be embarrassed when i find this later. ughhh #myart #my art #doodles #detective conan #dcmk #magic kaito #case closed #shinichi kudo #kuroba kaito #kaito kid #hattori heiji #hakuba saguru #gosho boys #? is that the tag? #detective conan case closed #detco

[mimaoartz]

i'm quite literally delusional but thats okay!!!!! they're happy and married in my eyes!!!!!!! no divorce!!!!!

#wallmark #regretevator #regretevator fanart #regretevator wallter #regretevator wallmark #regretevator mannequin mark #regretevator mark #i miss them so dearly #i want to SOB about them with someone pleasepleasepleaseplea

[myriam-draws]

everyone read impulse 1995 for The Guy

#bring back giving the most random characters solo books that last more than 70 issues long #impulse #bart allen #the flash #dc comics #max mercury #cissie king jones #arrowette #young justice #the comic not the show #i miss yj98 man come back #in general i just miss bart he’s my little guy dc just doesn’t give out solos like that anymore #mark waid please if you can hear us please mark waid please save me please save me mark waid please i’m asking you #i miss helen tbh where is she

[marklease]

Dreamies and princess treatment

was watching random princess treatment tiktoks and got in my feels... i am YEARNING for simp chivalry 😔💔

requests still open! enjoy

#did you guys miss me when i was gone #nct dream #nct #nct 2023 #nct drabbles #nct dream fake texts #nct fake texts #nct fanfic #nct fluff #nct imagines #nct x you #nct mark #mark lee #nct haechan #haechan #nct chenle #chenle #nct renjun #nct jisung #park jisung #jisung #nct jeno #jeno #jeno x reader #renjun #nct jaemin #jaemin #nct x y/n

[luveline]

whenever youre free!! can you please write a spencer x reader where we meet spencer during an early season where he’s still cute and awkward maybe we date too but something happens and we don’t see him for a long time only to meet him again when he’s older and hotter (post prison) and there’s still crazy tension after all those years. in love with your writing btw!!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

tysm for requesting! hope this is ok :D ♡ 1.2k

cw vaguely suggestive theme

Looking at Spencer, you could almost think you were fresh out of college again, unsure of yourself and in need of a friend. 

He'd been much more than a friend. It's why you're here. 

The cake might have been a bad idea. You hold it between two hands, the subtle smell of chocolate rising from the box's ill-fitting lid. Your breath catches, words coming out wonky, "Hey. Spencer?" 

He looks up from his book, startled at being found, you think. "Y/N?" 

He looks the same. 

Obviously, he's older. He has facial hair and his curls are styled rather than having been left to their own devices, but you feel as hopelessly enamoured with him as you had years ago, because he still smiles like a puppy dog.

You're twice as surprised as he is when he stands from his coffee table to hug you. The cake box wobbles in your hands as he squeezes you, swaying you from side to side, his laugh warm in your ear. 

"What are you doing back here?" he asks, diving backward to see your face. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again." 

"I still had JJ's number, you know, from when I wanted that address, and she texted me to say you'd been released, and I," —your voice curls tighter, are you talking too much?— "know you might not want to hear from me, but I was worried about you. You were my best friend." 

His smile flickers. You press the cake into his hands. 

"That's for you," you say. 

Spencer's wavering smile turns to the box. He sets it down on the table beside his coffee cup and tented book, removing the lid carefully. You remember suddenly how nice his hands are, and the tracing of his fingertips down your bare shoulders. Goosebumps erupt along the ghost of his touch. 

"Well done on not being a criminal," he reads, snorting. "Funny. Little too soon." 

You feel like your stomach's fallen out, but he drops the act with another laugh. 

"Oh, you're still a jerk," you say. "I'm glad something hasn't changed." 

"You think I've changed?" he asks. 

"You didn't get any taller, if that's what you're asking." 

Spencer's smile turns fond. It's the sweet, sticky smile he'd always give you before he'd tell you he loved you, or that you were the best best friend ever. Or that last night, when you followed him hand in hand down the long hallway to his bedroom. 

"I wasn't that much of a jerk, was I?" he asks. 

"No, you weren't." You hold your hands behind your back. "Could I join you? Just for a bit?" 

"You brought me a cake. I can't say no, can I? Of course you can sit down. I'll get you a coffee, okay?" 

He touches his hand to your arm as he passes. You sit down in the seat across from him, sick with what-if and should-have. What if I could've stayed? Maybe I should have done more. But when Spencer ignored the letters you sent him while he was incarcerated, you figured you'd done more than he wanted. The cake was a last ditch effort, spurred on by JJ's text that read, I think he'd be really happy to see you. 

Spencer puts a china cup down in front of you. You take a sip, muscle memory, and grin at him shyly as he slides into the seat across from you. "You remembered." 

"I remember everything." 

"Right. Your photographic memory." 

"Eidetic, and sure, but I wouldn't forget about you." He reads your shyness for what it is, worry you've overstepped. He's too perceptive to trick. "I think I tried, but… I have so many bad memories, I wanted the good ones to keep." 

You can't imagine the things he experienced in prison. JJ couldn't tell you much. You knew from how you had to address his letters alone that he was sent to a general correctional facility in Mexico, rather than the protective custody he'd needed. He doesn't look terrible considering, but you've barely seen him since you had to leave. He's aged well. The only worry is his dark under eyes. 

"We had a good time," you say gently. "I knew you'd need that. That's why I sent you all those letters, you know? I wasn't trying to come back into your life, I know I don't deserve it after I left, but I couldn't stop thinking about you by yourself." 

You stare at his book. 

"How many letters did you send?" he asks. 

"I don't really remember." 

"I didn't get one." He grimaces. "I didn't get any from my mom, either. Think it was a coincidence?" 

Spencer's time in was kind of sick. He stabbed himself, made friends with criminals, played a lot of chess, and learned how to make tacos in a doritos bag. It was also arguably the loneliest and most degrading time of his life. 

One coffee becomes two, two becomes a third to go. You feel a hundred emotions but there's one that stands out the most as you drift around Pentagon City with him —wanting. You want him to be your best friend again, to rub your back and hold you when you're tired, to take you grocery shopping in his beat up P130. You want him to kiss you like he had, like he was searching for something, but he's changed so much that you don't know if your Spencer is still in there, under everything, or if he'd even want to.

"You live in the same apartment?" you ask. 

"Can you imagine how much it would cost me to move that many books? Paying the rent turns out cheaper," he says, the two of you walking in the grey street. "What about you? You didn't come all the way here to see me." 

"I actually did." You rub up the length of your upper arm, sheepish. "I did, Spencer." 

For a while, all you can hear is the plastic rustling of the bag held in his hand. 

"Thank you for writing to me. I didn't get to read them, but it makes a difference." 

You lift your head to meet his eyes. He holds your gaze, a charge behind his dark brown eyes. You used to think his irises and his pupils were one and the same, but you can see now that there are flecks of light in his irises. His hedging of thick lashes kiss in the corners as he slowly, slowly smiles. 

You glare at him. "Don't." 

"Don't what?" 

"You know what. You're doing that thing. Pretending you're not trying to make me nervous." 

"I'm not doing that. Flustered, but not nervous." Is he smirking?

"Flustered," you repeat, your smile stupidly big now, cheeks aching. "Yeah, right, Reid."

His pinky brushes yours. You don't have any proof that he's doing it purposefully, but he is. 

"Do you want to get something to eat? You can tell me what you were writing in your letters. I'd really, really like to know." His voice is threaded with a familiar timidity for the first time since you reunited. 

There you are, you think happily. "Sure. You buy me a sticky bun from our old place and I'll tell you all my written secrets." 

"Deal." 

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds #criminal minds fic #criminal minds x reader #sorry I missed the mark a bit with the crazy tension this is not super tense <\3

[hopeinthebox]

What if I told you I'm a mastermind?

#annual lizzy day shitpost!!!!! crowd goes absolutely wild!!!!! #bringing incorrect bangtan back from the dead for the occasion #and seokjin took the hit because i'm missing him like a LIMB #but i WILL make more (weak threat) #now tagging some heroes of mine #userdimple #raplineuser #annietrack #usersky #heyryen #usermaggie #userkelli #dailybts #dailybangtan #textsfrombangtan #bts incorrectbangtan #incorrect quotes #source: parks and recreation #mark my worms i will release the reductress outtakes soon #taylor lyric mainly for kayla