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lipslikethegardensofbabylon · 3 years

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The fact that Antonoff works pretty much exclusively with female artists is no coincidence. “In no way do I feel like a woman,” he says. “I feel very male. But when I’m writing I don’t think about Lou Reed or Bowie. I think about Kate Bush, Björk, Fiona Apple. I’ve always been extremely drawn to female artists who are being brutally honest.”

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simoneashley · 3 years

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5 seconds of summer - calm

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luvervinyl · 3 years

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spencer reid icons (ft. fat ass forehead) pt.1

like/rb if u use or save (credit is not required but it'd be funny 😋😋)

#PLEASE why am I doing this audkahxjajussi #srry this is funny #aspen.txt #pls check this out I promise you'll hate it #spencer reid #cm #criminal minds #cmedit #aksjsjjsja #😋😋😋#usercosmic #usersunlight #useryoshi #tusersage #userlainey #userika #usrmira #my sincerest apologies for this lmao

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pumpkin-stars · 3 years

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is that Oberyn fuckin Martell!?

trying out a new style (is it new if i haven’t settled on an actual style yet?)

#by that i mean less blending #pedro pascal #oberyn martell #stuffidrew #GOT #oberyn fucking martell #pedro pascal fanart #gotedit #ppedit #userjemilyology #userlainey #useryoshi

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hxneyandespressx · 3 years

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i wonder if he knows he's all i think about at night

summary: spencer pinning after derek, even though derek is in love with penelope

pairing: spencer reid x derek morgan (moreid)

word count: 917

a/n: all credits to Teardrops On My Guitar belong to Taylor Swift

☆。*。☆。

A particular set of dark brown eyes looked at him from across the bullpen. Bright and full of joy and mischievousness. Matched with a contagious smile. One of the many reasons why Spencer loved his best friend. The well-built man walked over to Spencer with two coffee mugs in hand. Derek handed the scrawny man his favorite Star Trek mug. Coffee with lots of milk and sugar. Just how he liked it. Spencer thanked him, with a small smile tugging on his face.

“No problem, pretty boy.” Derek said. Spencer’s heart stopped for a second and a light flushed appeared on his cheeks when Derek called him that. Pretty boy. The curly-haired man never got called nicknames until he met Derek Morgan. Every time he got called a nickname by Derek, Spencer fumbled over his words and became shyer around the one he yearned for. He tried. The young man tried to become more confident and lessen his mumbling of words. But how could he? When that’s how he naturally acted around the man he loved.

Drew looks at me

I fake a smile so he won't see

That I want and I'm needing

Everything that we should be

Spencer wondered why. Why did he feel this way for his best friend? I’m mad at you. For making fall for you. I’m mad at myself. Why did I let myself fall for you? These thoughts intruded the young man. So much so, he laid in his bed, wide awake at 3 AM. Every waking moment, his heart aches for Derek to be in his arms. To be his.

Whenever Spencer started to infodump on a topic, Derek would stay and listen. And that made the young man seen and heard, and made him fall even more with his best friend. From his infectious smile to his wise-crack jokes, Spencer felt lucky to call Derek his best friend. But, he felt unlucky to fall for him. Because Derek Morgan being in love with someone else. The one and only Penelope Garcia.

I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about

And she's got everything that I have to live without

The mousy-haired man listened to Derek talk about his baby girl. His god-given solace. Every day Spencer felt his heart chip away, piece by piece, and all he could do was be a supportive friend. A friend who fell in love with his friend who didn’t see what was right in front of him. Pinning after a man who himself was pinning after a girl. Silly, wasn’t it? But how can Spencer stop loving him, when his heart made him fall more for him.

Drew talks to me

I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny

That I can't even see

Anyone when he's with me

Penelope came over to the two men and rewarded them with bear hugs. Spencer noticed that the hug between Derek and Penelope was a bit longer than usual. His smile may say one thing, but his sad brown eyes said something less. Why not me? Spencer sighed and walked away from the “couple” and prepared himself for the morning briefing.

Spencer sat across from Derek at the round table. He tried to pay attention to the case but his eyes always wandered to the man in front of him. A few minutes went by and Spencer was snapped out of his daze by JJ calling for his name.

“Spencer, you okay?” JJ asked. Spencer mumbled over his words in embarrassment.

“Yeah- uh… I’m fine. Totally okay.” the young man kicked himself mentally for almost giving himself away. After Hotch said “Wheels up in 20”, everyone dispersed from the room to get ready for the flight. The only one left was Spencer. He sighed and thought about Derek. He wanted to push the thoughts out of his brain to focus on the case. But how can he when the memories still were all in his head, in burning red.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star

He's the song in the car

I keep singing, don't know why I do…

He was in love with his best friend for years and not once did Spencer tell Derek how he felt about him. Secrets shouldn’t exist in friendships. But the young man was afraid of rejection. Fear. Abandonment. He did not want to lose a friend. Spencer’s heart deeply hurt as he could not bring himself to say the words. I love you, Derek. Forever and always. But moving on from him was impossible.

He's the time taken up, but there's never enough

And he's all that I need to fall into

Drew looks at me

I fake a smile so he won't see

Even though they were both profilers, Spencer wore his best fake smile, to hide his love and hurt he had for his friend. Soon, the young FBI agent has to learn to let go of his feelings for Derek Morgan. The Stark Trek coffee mug was left on the wooden table. Standing up from his chair, the young man walked out of the briefing room, readying himself for the case. Spencer took his jacket, go bag, and leather crossbody bag from his desk. He walked out of the BAU’s glass doors, heading for the car to be taken to the airway strip. He mulled over the case details in order to forget the one who intruded his mind.

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userhaley · 3 years

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home is where you are ch3

ch1 ch2

OK IT IS GOING TO BE 4 PARTS IM SO SORRY I GET CARRIED AWAY

once agin, for anj my light my love my queen @hotchsbabygirl

pairing: morcia

rating: everyone can read

category: fluff, (slightly angsty but its me so its obviously nothing serious)

warnings: mentions of shooting, blood (no one is injured i promise)

word count: 1158

The jet landed at 3am and the exhaustion was almost tangible. This case had been hell; They were gone for a week and a half in some backwoods rural town in Oklahoma. Coincidentally, this case had been sprung on them exactly two days into Derek and Penelope’s romantic relationship. Penelope had not been able to sleep after making herself almost physically sick with worry about her boyfriend’s safety. More specifically, whether he had any secret bullet wounds or bruises, cuts, or broken bones. She wanted so badly to have him in her arms, to know that he was ok, to see him with her eyes and know for sure that he is really standing in front of her, unharmed, not bleeding, not in any danger. She thought back to the night they received the call that would take him away from her just when they had found their footing; as soon as they had been able to hold each other, he had to go. She thought about the sigh he let out when he had been informed that it was another bad one and that he would likely be gone for several days. He looked completely devastated and she could have sworn he mumbled something about quitting.

“babygirl…” He came back into the room after having gone into the kitchen to take the phone call. He had called her that countless times before that moment and she stored everyone inside of her heart and head; still she could not remember a time before then where he had said it with such overwhelming sadness and frustration; he looked like he was going to breakdown. She heard her beloved nickname, instantly got off the couch, and held his head in her hands. She looked like she was trying to absorb everything he was feeling with her hands on either side of his head, their foreheads touching.

“im not going anywhere my love… I will be here when you get home.” She would have given all of the money she had, the heart beating inside of her chest if it meant he would not be sad. “and Derek? Baby I love you. I love you ok? This is nothing new… you having to go away I mean. The you having to go away while we are dating, yeah that is new. But” She said all of this while looking into his dark brown eyes, which were very dilated and slightly glassy. He was tired and he did not want to leave her so soon. He was looking at her like every word she said determined whether or not he could keep breathing. She shook her head slightly and smiled at him continuing, “my sweet we have been through it all. And we made it through, to right now. Remember when I told you everything happens for a reason? This case happened right now for a reason. Someone out there needs you so badly this very moment that the universe is taking you away from me right now. and I will still be here when you get back. So please… come back…” she knew she sounded dramatic, but he had to know that even though they were in a relationship now, they were still the same people they had been before; that is why they could fall in love and fall so deeply. They had foundation, cement foundation that had already and would weather anything thrown their way. “and besides… you know I give good phone hotstuff.” she added with a big grin and a wink to lighten his mood and to remind him that she was still her and he was still him.

“my hero…” she said softly, barely a whisper, her bottom lip trembled but she had the smallest of smiles on her face while she remembered that night. Her voice at that moment held everything she felt about Derek. She looked at the time on her phone and it was 3am, her heart began to beat faster awaiting the text that told her Derek was doing just what she asked. He was coming home.

Derek shot a quick text to Penelope that told her he was headed to her apartment now that he had found his way from the jet to his SUV. The text lacked his normal teasing and usage of emojis because he was fairly certain that his babygirl was sleeping at this time of night. He realized that he was doing exactly what he had asked her not to do, he was driving in the middle of the night half asleep. That did not matter to him; because as long as she was not behind the wheel in that state, as long as she was in her apartment sound asleep waiting for the kiss that she expected him to give her, the other half of him that was not asleep overpowered the half that was. The half that could not sleep until he gave her that kiss.

This case had taken a toll on him, more emotionally than physically. It had involved kids. He had dealt with a lot of evil, but the people that hurt children, they were no longer people they were monsters, and they were only monsters. He knew for certain he could not defeat those monsters and come back the same man had he not had Penelope to soothe his soul with her voice and to remind him that the monsters would not win.

He pulled up to her apartment and he could see a faint light coming from her apartment. She always left a light on for him. He smiled as he unlocked her door with the key she had given him a few years ago, right before she was shot; something he was reminded of when he looked down to place the key in the door and saw the blood stained front step. His heart sped up; he was filled with fear and regret. He could not lose her. He would not lose her. There was nothing he would not give to make sure she never be on the receiving end of a gun ever again. He had to see her with his eyes and hold her in his arms to stop these thoughts.

“She is ok. she is fine. she is on the other side of this door. she is ok.” he closed his eyes and said with determination. willing himself to stay strong. “God i have to paint these damn steps...” the thought occurred to him, not caring that this was an apartment complex and he could not just do things like paint the steps outside.

He walked into her apartment and quietly shut the door. He was surprised, excited, and curious as to why he was met with a very wide awake, puffy-eyed Penelope Garcia staring back at him. They just looked at each other for a few seconds feeling one thing more than anything else. Relief.

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lipslikethegardensofbabylon · 3 years

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“I second-guess and overthink and rethink every single thing that I do.” - Taylor Swift

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lipslikethegardensofbabylon · 3 years

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Trees are used to represent life and growth in mythologies, legends and novels. Trees are considered representative of life, wisdom, power and prosperity.

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lipslikethegardensofbabylon · 3 years

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