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You walked off the plane and called over your shoulder "I have someone I need to see Hotch, I'll catch up!" you ran off, so he didn't have time to say no. Hotch took a deep breath, knowing you couldn't hear him and no amount of threatening would work on you. "Reid, can you go follow him?" Hotch asked, more out of concern for you than anything. He didn't want you getting in trouble  again , especially by yourself. He nodded and walked off, genuinely curious about it himself. His purple converse treaded across the pavement, to see you get into an SUV. He got in the one next to it, and waiting a few moments before pulling out to follow you. You

"It's not funny!" N shouted. "Yeah it is! Who calls their son Natural Gropius Harmonia?" You gasped, barely able to breathe. "Shut up!!" N growled, gritting his teeth. "Maybe that's why you just call yourself N!" "No! If I only have a one letter name, it makes me seem more mysterious!" N argued. "More mysterious my ass! N, you crack me up!" You grabbed N's shoulders to stop yourself from alling over. N used this as an oppurtunity to grab you around the waist and press his lips against yours. You frozze copletely, your eyes widening and your face turning a light shade of pink. After a  minute or two, N pulled away and smirked, "Finally

I don’t know how this came to me... but it did. [F/n] - first name, [M/n] - middle name [E/c] - eye color ~First Year~      “S-SLYTHERIN!” The entire hall, minus a few Slytherin, was silent.  Eleven year old [F/n] didn’t care.  She just scoffed and jumped off the stool, walking over to the table and sitting down.  She ignored the stares, but she did glare at those whom she made eye-contact with.  They shrunk back at her angry gaze.      [F/n] is a Weasley.  Ginger hair, [e/c] eyes, and freckles.  She hated being like the rest of her family.  She wanted to prove she was different.  She is [F/n] [M/n], not just anothe

  Author’s Note: When they put Cupcake Wars on Netflix (and I use a random plot generator that gave me the prompt/plot: The lead character starts to see an awkward baker in a new light.), crappiness ensues. Sorry it’s not very good, I had literally no ideas for a Chuck X Reader but I promised the amazing !PandaExperience (https://www.deviantart.com/pandaexperience) one and I wanted to pick the winners of the raffle today but I needed to get hers done first, so yeah, sorry, I tried. Maybe I’ll try to write a better one at some point? Also: I have no idea what season this takes place in. And I’m just gonna pretend that Sam and Dean are in Chuck’s area be

The battlefield that was once crisp with fresh green grass was now a desert wasteland all plants decimated by the black blood like ooze that flooded it. In the center of the field stood the triumphant soldiers, the archangels of heaven…Raphael, Gabriel, Lucifer and Michael as well as their lieutenant (Y/N). No one had come out of this fight unscathed but it was to be expected while fighting leviathans, Gabriel as well as Raphael had come out mostly intact with only a few bite wounds however Lucifer was in worse condition with a bite to his side, one to the base of his left upper wing, one on his left forearm and one wing was slumped to

        When Sam had magically come back from the pit of course you and Dean had your doubts and suspicions. During that year you had bought a house, and Dean had acquired his own little family. Both of you were ripped from your lives when Sam came back. Don’t get me wrong you both were happy he was alive, but it was a nice break from all the crazy living you were doing. Sam had changed from innocent and bashful, to critical, sarcastic, and unemotional. You were having none it. The other thing that came with the package? Oh yeah! He would now flirt with you non-stop. You were in the middle of cooking breakfast when

     It had to be the Right Arm....     Gabriel x Reader     Here we are again, and by here I mean in a car, and by a car I mean the Impala. Of course Dean was driving, but this time things were different….oh yeah…that’s right! You got the front seat this time! You called shotgun and ran towards the car before Sam could even comprehend what you had yelled. When he did though….it was too late. You were smiling your ass off in the front seat just taunting him.     “Oh Sammica don’t be all butt hurt that I got here first.” You said smiling at Sam looking at hi