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Moonlit nights

A/N: A little Harrison fluff cause god knows we need it. Requests open as always. So feel free to drop by!credits to the owner of this picture of Harrison. We do not deserve this greek god.

Pairing : Harrison Osterfield x reader

He glowed, inhumanely angelic, as if this light, these stars, this bed and every color that covered his skin was made just for him.

Those fierce blue eyes, vivid and tenacious a stark constrast to his soft delicate skin which remained exposed as you drew soft patterns with your hands against his chest and his arm around your bed, tangled in the soft white sheets that only enhanced his sharp features.

You trail your hand against his jaw, pressing featherlight kisses to it as he slept beside you, so peacefully his innocence as piercing as his eyes, it only reminded you how much you loved him, you smiled at that thought,

“Love, what are y’ doin?” He said with his sultry, husky voice, laced with sleep and affection.

“Enjoying the view, go back to sleep handsome” you replied,with a soft giggle when you realised you could hear him snoring softly.

He shifted and tucked your head on his chest, and both arms covering your sides spooning you,

“Get some sleep pretty girl. Tommorow’s the big day” he murmured in a gruff voice.

Tilting up your chin, you pressed a kiss to his soft lips smiling through the kiss as you realised

You get to do that the rest of your life from tommorow.

I don't know if this is just me but I can't help but feel that these days people (especially on twitter, i saw a few posts literally minutes ago) have made it seem as if getting pole isn't a big deal or shouldn't deserve praise. One lap pace is an extremely valuable quality of a driver because not only does it need precision and getting the best out of your car, but also it means less cars to overtake. Charles has great quali AND race pace, i find the pole to wins conversation around him extremely lacking in context. Like this season alone he should have won in Spain (he was literally leading by half a minute and then the engine failed on him). He should have won in Monaco but team strategy fucked him over. He should have also won in Baku (he was in the lead and the safety car would have played in his favour had the engine not given up on him). That's five (ideal) wins out of 7 poles, how is that not amazing?!?

I am starting to loathe the "he'll get the pole on saturday only for rbr to win it on Sunday" like NO! Shut up, he will win it if things that are out of his control play in his favour.

I am tired of negativity, when charles said that negativity when bad things happens is too much (and vice versa), he was right and that kind of fandom culture is toxic. It was the reason I stopped opening twitter and made this side blog instead (sorry i still don't know how to operate it) because while people still talk, the amount of it is far lesser.

Charles has consistently shown both amazing overtaking and defence skills while maintaining lap pace and this is the reason people who are actually important to the sport (commentators, that is not you) know he should never be counted out.

The second he gets the team and a reliable fast car, it's over for everyone because he would have been leading the ************* if it wasn't for the above-mentioned.

I just need people to stop discrediting him in any way possible, I'm tired of this going all season long only to have a "why charles leclerc was the most underrated driver this season" article again by one smart person because even chans are letting it happen.

To repeat it, he literally gained more than half a second in baku in a driver focused sector on others, if that doesn't show how incredible he is people just have a problem with bias clouding their objective judgement.

At the end of the day, those stupid comments aren't gonna change how talented my baby is and neither is it gonna change the way key people view him (there's a reason red bull, mercedes and ferrari were after him to sign him after his rookie season and the other two would still give up a kidney to get him in their teams today)

But honestly it just puts more pressure on Ferrari and him and if there is one thing the charles leclerc knows how to do, it's to *thrive* under pressure. His time will come because you simply cannot be predestined for such great things with the talent to back it, not amount to the said predestined thing. Either ferrari is going to get back their shine with him or they will always continue to flounder.

Moonlit nights

A/N: A little Harrison fluff cause god knows we need it. Requests open as always. So feel free to drop by!credits to the owner of this picture of Harrison. We do not deserve this greek god.

Pairing : Harrison Osterfield x reader

He glowed, inhumanely angelic, as if this light, these stars, this bed and every color that covered his skin was made just for him.

Those fierce blue eyes, vivid and tenacious a stark constrast to his soft delicate skin which remained exposed as you drew soft patterns with your hands against his chest and his arm around your bed, tangled in the soft white sheets that only enhanced his sharp features.

You trail your hand against his jaw, pressing featherlight kisses to it as he slept beside you, so peacefully his innocence as piercing as his eyes, it only reminded you how much you loved him, you smiled at that thought,

“Love, what are y’ doin?” He said with his sultry, husky voice, laced with sleep and affection.

“Enjoying the view, go back to sleep handsome” you replied,with a soft giggle when you realised you could hear him snoring softly.

He shifted and tucked your head on his chest, and both arms covering your sides spooning you,

“Get some sleep pretty girl. Tommorow’s the big day” he murmured in a gruff voice.

Tilting up your chin, you pressed a kiss to his soft lips smiling through the kiss as you realised

You get to do that the rest of your life from tommorow.

How to forward the thing: Just copy and paste the text in the ask and then put it in people's ask box. Hope this helps. I really love your writing btw! I can't wait for the newtxreaderxleta one!! ❤️❤️❤️

You are making me happier each day. I swear i am gonna burst out of happiness. Really.

If you have ideas you would like to put forward, for the second one, please do!!And i will try my best t inculcate those :3 :3 :3

Oh my gosh I love how the reader became famous in the muggle world!!! And that song was perfect for the reasoning behind it! I'm seriously loving this mini-series of newt and the reader. Can't wait for the next instalment ❤️❤️❤️

I hope you love it up until now!

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1.Music

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The P A R E N T T R A P

I was gonna make a “remember when captain america punched harley quinn in the face” post before realising that margot robbie and jaime pressly are not actually the same person despite the evidence that they most definitely are

I mean???

they are literally the same person???

for years I’ve believed there was only one of them????

but??? there’s two?¿?¿?¿

Always been you-i

Pairing : Spencer Reid x reader

A/N: Guys, this has kind of been a request? By @emily-strange and I really really hope you like it dude! Please pleasee reblog, send in feedback requests, or ideas about where this is going. It is going to be a three or four chapter series:):)

——- Author’s Note ends——-

“This was it, today is the day I do it”you chided mentally, rythmically tapping you hand on your knee as you waited to get out of the subway.

The warmth of the bureau was a welcome change from the cold air outside, yet the air still seemed tense, you realised why as you looked around - Aaron and the whole team were surrounding Spencer’s desk, suddenly alarmed, you rushed in that direction.

“What’s happened?” You panted,

“Thank gosh you’re here” , gushed Penelope with a worried look.

You managed a weak smile as your eyes flickered over to Spencer who continued speaking to everyone,but you couldn’t focus on his words, his brows were furrowed his eyes and nose tinged red suggesting he was crying but he still looked so adorable to you.

Everyone soon dispersed, only you were left at spencer’s desk.

“Hey. What happened?”

“It’s Maeve, her stalker”

“What happened?” worry laced your voice, you knew how much Maeve meant to him

“he-he’s back and she’s in danger, and I don’t know who it is, it’s all my fault, i should have protected her sooner” ,Spencer rushed his words, after taking a moment to decipher it-

“Spence, we’ll find her. I promise. You’ve got the most brilliant minds of the BAU with you.”

“But what if- what if I never see her? What if she doesnt make it? She already told me she loves me, and I- i havent been able to tell her yet”

Your heart sank, you gulped feeling the tears stinging at your eyes, you managed to mumble -

“It’s gonna be alright spence, you trust all of us dont you?” as you pulled him into a warm embrace, you felt him relax under your touch as he nodded his head in reply.It bought a smile to your face, but only for a brief moment as he pulled away and started looking through Maeve’s folder on his messy desk.

The moment slipped away like sand.

“I can’t tell him now, or ever”, hoping you didnt say that out loud, You strolled away, toward your desk and slumped down on your chair, massaging your temple.

Everyone knew about how you felt for Spencer, except him, for a genius he was pretty dumb. This situation was an absolute mess, but you knew you’d have to help save Maeve for Spencer’s happiness, even if you loose your chance.

You stop your mind from spiralling and focus on the folder kept on your desk.

After days and days of putting together the pieces you found Maeve’s stalker, Spencer was wrong probably for the first time because, it was a ‘she’ - Diana Turner, one of Maeve’s interns.

Who now stood in front of your eyes with her back faced toward you and a gun on Maeve’s head.

The remaining team had their gun’s

Pointed toward her too but Diana was too focused on Spencer to notice you stealthily walk up to her. You pulled Maeve away from her and simultaneously kicked her from beneath.She fell to the ground, dropping her gun which you kicked away and cuffed her.

“Diana Turner, you are under arrest for attempt to murder a civillian, goverment offical and stalk-“

“Spencer!”

“Mae-Maeve!, im so, so glad you’re okay, are you hurt? It’s okay now, you’re safe, i’m sorry i didn’t come soon-”

“Dont be sorry,You’re here now I’m safe.” she said, pecking his lips, with her hands around his neck. Spencer nuzzled his face and wrapped his arm around her waist.

You couldn’t stop yourself from mentally breaking down after seeing Spencer and Maeve together, as you tried pulling together your best poker face, Diana who was pinned below you pulled out a knife and slashed it against you,a long streak of blood oozed out from just under your ribs across your midriff over to your left side,

Seething in resentment and pain you handed her to emily as you put pressure on your wound.You were getting dizzy because of exhaustion or blood loss? you didn’t know but you couldn’t care less as you saw Maeve and Spencer be sickenly sweet in front of you even now.

“You need a medic?” Emily asked worriedly.

“I’m fine, i’ll take a couple days off tend to it myself, i’m going to head back now, but i do need some bandage”

“I already have some here.” She handed it over to you “You know it’s alright to admit you’re hurting,”

You scoffed, bandaging your abdomen.

“(y/n) you know exactly what I’m talking about “

“I’m gonna get some sleep emily, good night” you said, strolling past her, back hunched, with the image replaying in your head, still clear as day.

A Little Too Much Update

Guys, i will post the second part later today. Also, i am working on the third part. You will get that update by Sunday!!! Yaay

A little too much-Newt x reader x leta

Hey guys. The original first part of the Newt x reader x leta thing got deleted and since being the awesome person who does not keep backup, i have re written this piece. So, guys here goes nothing

Also, the plot here differs with what i had written in the first one :3 hope you dont mind.I did not plan on doing that, but i am really really sorrryyyy. :3 :3 :3

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You were wrapped cosily in your blankets when you felt a soft tug at the corners and pulled the sheets right back into yourself with another tug.

Sighing, newt continued,”Love, you really need to get up now, like seriously please do please?”, you just grunted in reply.

“Darling, the occamies are giving birth today” This made you shoot right from your rather too comfy bed and within fifteen minutes you were in the case with your one and only, Newt.

The whole day was tiring and crazy yet seeing that happy smile on newt’s face just after the occamies gave birth, made the day a little more bearable. Gosh, you loved him.

Finally, you retreated to your room after dinner. With Newt resting his head on your lap while you just slowly ran your fingers through his thick, soft curls. Much to your dismay, the bell rang to detroy this perfect little moment. Wondering who that might be, you got from the bed thinking when Newt said-

“ Dont worry love i’ll get that”, you smiled in reply. Perks of dating a Hufflepuff, you smirked at this thought of yours.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~3rd person~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Newt stood there, in shock, disbelief and maybe a twinge of happiness when he saw Leta Lestrange (Thats her name rightt?!), after all these years standing at his doorstep a stuttering, sobbing mess who still looked stunningly beautiful. Quickly brushing these thoughts away. He asked her to come inside and gave her a blanket with tea.

“What Happened?, Newt asked, voice filled with concern.

“My boyfriend, he left me. For good, i moved out , i do-dont kno-ow wh-ere to go or wha-”, Leta replied, letting all of her tears flow out.

“Shhh... Its okay. I’m always here. Always”, he replied soothingly and added

“Let’s get you warmed up” a he motioned for her to follow him. Just then, you came to the hall wondering why Newt was taking so much time when you saw her. Leta in close proximity with your boyfriend for the past three years. You shook your head in utter disbelief. This is not real.

“What is she doing here?”

“(Y/N), not now please”, without saying another word he quietly left.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Its been thre weeks since she had been here, at your home. You refused to accept this ridiculousness. Interrupting your train of thoughts, you saw Newt walking to you, without Leta by his side.

“Broke up with your girlfriend?”, you spat at him. You said, releasing all of your anger in this one sentence.

“What? I dont understand Darlin-”

“Darling? Oh, so you finally realised my existence huh? After three fricking weeks you realised my existence,I thought I mattered to you Newt, Hell three weeks earlier i would’ve sworn on my bloody life that you care about me, that you would care if  i eat or sleep or die.Now, i am not so sure if I should stay. Not like you care, or i have a reason”

“THAT’S IT! (Y/N) You have not right to say that. You know I love you, i spent three years of my life with you.I live with you. Is that not reason to stay?”, he said looking hurt

“Is it really? Because the way I see it. The second, that bitch Leta walks in. You seem to forget all about me? Is that how it really is? Am I just a backup Plan for you? The one who always ends up picking up your broken pieces every time anyone hurt you, even if i end up getting hurt, but now you’re too occupied to notice. Me, having to stand up for you, to stand by you all these years, yet this is what you do Newt?  Bring that exact person back into your life, who broke your heart and soul ages ago, to simply break your trust again?”, you continued seething at him

“You cannot talk about her like that (Y/N) let alone anyone else. Can you just respect my choices, for once? She is an old close friend. I cant just ask her to leave, your being paranoid (Y/N), She is going to stay as long as I like, as long as she likes.”, he shot back at you. This was the biggest argument you had ever broken into.

“And you definitely cannot leave”

“Watch me”, you got your bags which you had packed ages ago. It happened. Something you never dreamed of happening. Ever

PART TWO - MONDAY  19TH  JUNE, 2017.

Until next time,

A rubbish Author- Kay