Sledge To Help Me Relax

*walks out of the homoerotic friendship covered in blood and wounds* you should see the other guy

Hi I don’t see a tag for soft!derek, in my head it’s when things have calmed done in bacon hills and he’s allowed to sleep in/wear comfy sweaters/etc etc. do you know any fics like this? Where the poor man is allowed to have nice things? (Including stiles) ;)

I think I can find some.

Cat Got Your Tongue by sysrae

(6/6 I 18,243 I Explicit)

Derek is having a bad day and breaks down on a stranger's doorstep. Stiles is the stranger. He really doesn't mind. Also, there's a cat.

Written in the Stars by Quixoticity

(6/6 I 26,586 I Mature)

Derek Hale is a lucky guy. He's got a great family, good friends, and a fulfilling job as a tattoo artist.

He's also one of the twenty-five per cent of the population born with a soul mark.

He likes his life, but he's waiting for his soul-match. The odds of meeting them aren't great but hey, Derek's a lucky guy. He has faith.

He can't believe how good his luck really is when one day his soul-match wanders right into his studio, all long limbs and copper eyes. There's just one problem: Stiles is there to get his soul mark covered up. Permanently.

Trust me by madsmeetsmisha

(22/22 I 43,882 I Explicit)

Derek Hale needed a nanny for his kids. Someone who knew about werewolves, someone who was persistent enough not to throw in the sponge as soon as the kids wouldn't behave, someone trustworthy. Could a young, very talkative man like Stiles Stilinski be what Derek was looking for?

Oblivious by Sterekhaleyes

Dating a Freak

Boaz Priestly x reader

Summary: You reminisce over the course of your amazing relationship.

Author Note: I'm so sorry this took long.

Requested by: @forest-rav3n

Word Count: 2445

The time spent with Priestly has been the best time of your life. Every day was amazing. It was filled with filled with laughter and love, and it was an adventure. It made you remember how you fell in love.

You first met when you applied for the job at Beach City Grill, with your novelty movie t-shirt and a bubbly attitude. "She's gotta pass the interview first." Piper said.

"I'm cool with that." You smiled.

"Okay then," Priestly then leaned on the counter. "Elvis. Dead or alive?"

"Easy, alive. Next question."

"You're hired." He said. You chuckled and looked at Trucker, who smiled and shrugged.

You then helped with cooking the meat, as well as baking cookies for the kids meals. Priestly would constantly make jokes to you, and you always laughed. Sometimes when he was doing one of his random debates with Trucker, you'd hype the both of them up, just to get a kick out of Priestly getting more excited and energized over whatever they were talking about.

Regulars loved you. You would always make extra cookies for the two old people who would come in, as well as the kid who came in weekly. He was an adult already, but was autistic. He looked uncomfortable when he first walked in since everybody was staring at him, so you couldn't help but smile at him and give him some cookies. He smiled back at you and would come back every Tuesday during lunch.

Sometimes guys would try to hit on you. You'd ask for their order and they'd try their best to get you to come with them after work. Usually your roll your eyes and say, "Tish, you have a customer."

Sometimes you'd just turn them down flat. Either way you handled them, it always put a smile to Priestly's face. Not that you knew.

But there was one day where Priestly wasn't at work yet, and these guys walked in. One of them tried to get you come home with him, and you told him that you weren't like that. He scoffed. "C'mon, you won't get this opportunity all the time. It's not like I'm asking for your face. You just happen to have a nice body."

You threw his order at him. "Just fucking pay and leave. Learn how to take a damn rejection."

He paid and stormed out with his friends. One of his friends stayed behind and told you, "He's right, y'know." and left.

You don't know why their words hit you so hard, but they did. What if they were right? "You alright angel?"

"Um, yeah, yeah," you said with a smile that you could barely muster up. "I just need some time alone for a bit."

You then sat in the storage room and silently cried. Priestly walked in and announced himself before asking where you were. They told him what happened and he rushed over to the storage room. He saw you on the floor, with your face in your hands. "Y/n." He kneeled down.

"Do you think I'm ugly?" Your voice was quiet, and your face was still buried in your hands.

He took away your hands from your face, and you looked up to see his worried face. "You shouldn't have to worry about artificial crap like that. You're awesome in everyway. Like the way you defend yourself from jackasses, or how you make extra cookies for the special needs kid that most people like to make fun of. What matters is that you're a pretty fucking amazing person."

You wiped your eyes and chuckled. "Thanks Priestly. You're always so good to me." You gave him a hug, which made him tense up for a up before relaxing and hugging you back.

"And to answer your question, no. I don't think you're ugly at all. You're actually think you're pretty hot." You giggled.

You then began to develop feelings for Priestly. Though you kept it to yourself, everybody else found out about it. Tish teased you about it and made comments on how it was a mystery that anyone could crush on someone as weird as him. Piper, Trucker, and Jen told you that you'd be good together and to go for it. Jen would make the occasional joke about Priestly. Zoe told you that she could sense the same feelings in Priestly as well. Though you were grateful for the support, you weren't confident in what he thought about you enough to do anything about your feelings.

Then there was the whole tampon run. You figured that he would need help and came with him. You kept making jokes when he was panicking on what to get. After you helped him pick one out, you went to grab different items while he stood in line.

You heard people making fun of him, and him retaliating with a speech about having a girlfriend and getting laid. You figured that it'd be the right thing to help him out, and although it was embarrassing for you, it was for Priestly.

You took out the hair tie in your hair, letting your hair fall down your shoulders. You tied your shirt up from the back into a crop top with the hair tie. You walked up to Priestly and gave him a long kiss on the lips. "Hey babe. Got everything?"

He looked at you with a shocked expression, but quickly recovered to get into character with you. "Yeah. I got your tampons for you."

"Aww, thanks babe. But you know I'm not on it anymore this month, right?" You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his neck.

"Hell yeah I do. Let's go home." He slapped a 20 on the counter.

"Whatever you say." You grabbed the bag of items and Priestly put and arm around your shoulder.

"Keep the change. Peace." He said before giving them the peace sign that turned into flipping them off. Once you got out of the store the both of you started laughing together. "Well now, we got ourselves an actress."

"It isn't really hard to act that way with you." You said absentmindedly, instantly regretting it. His facial expression changed a bit, and you looked down in embarrassment. Of course he'd feel weird about that. How could he even like you like that? "Um, anyways, we should head back to the grill."

As you and Priestly cleaned up that night, he tapped your shoulder gently from behind. You turned around looked up to the tall nervous looking man standing in front of you. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to ask you something important. Just, y'know, don't laugh or anything." You smiled and nodded for him to continue. "Would you, like to, accompany me on a date tonight?" He asked slowly.

"A date?" You asked. He nodded, and your lips went into a wide grin. Holy crap, Zoe was actually a witch, and you loved her for it. "I'd love to."

"Really?" He asked, smiling.

You giggled and nodded, wrapping your arms around him. "Can you give me a ride home so I can get ready?"

He put his hands on his hips and shook his head. "So lazy." He then walked outside and held the door open for you. Once you got to your house, he put his hand over you before you could leave the car. "Wear something nice."

"Like what, my cleanest hoodie?" You teased.

"As much as I'd love to see the hoodie I got you for your birthday, nah. I mean dressing like you're going to a fancy place." You nodded and kissed his cheek, walking up to your apartment number.

You put on a white long sleeved shirt and a flowy peach mini skirt. You'd never really had a reason to put this on before, but wearing it made you feel nervous on what Priestly would think of the outfit. What would he be wearing? Maybe his quilt, and the two of you would both have shirts on. Maybe he did his hair in a different style. All you knew was that you couldn't wait for him to come.

About an hour later you heard a knock at the door and excitedly ran to it. You answered it, and wasn't ready for what you saw. All of Priestly's piercings were out, and the hair color was washed off. He was wearing a nice black blazer with a light blue button up. He looked shy. "Holy shit." You laughed out.

"Would you care to accompany me on this date Miss y/l/n?" He offered his arm.

You hooked your arm into his. "Of course." He smiled and looked down. "You look very nice, by the way."

"You look gorgeous." He opened the car door for you. You smiled at him and gave his cheek a kiss before going in the car.

"You cleaned the car." You looked around.

He shrugged and smiled. "I cleaned the car."

He took you to a nice restaurant, where the two of you talked about anything and everything. Though Priestly tried to remain a civilized gentleman, his true unfiltered jokester self was shining through, and you thought it was the cutest thing ever. Afterwards the you two walked together along the beach, where he put his blazer over your shoulders and listened to you ramble on.

He then took you home and kissed your cheek. "Aren't you just adorable tonight?" You teased.

"Well, do you like me better like this?" He had a nervous smile.

You chuckled and shook your head. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Just because you dressed differently doesn't make you a different person. You're still my Priestly that always puts a smile on my face."

"Your Priestly?" His face was now covered with a wide grin.

"Well, as long as I can be your y/n." He went in for a passionate kiss. Once you pulled back for breath, you asked. "Do you wanna come in?" His facial expression changed to nervous again. "Not for that reason, dumbass. I just don't want this date to be over. I made brownies the other day." He smiled and came in.

You woke up leaning on Priestly as a pillow with the TV still on. You checked the time and saw that your shifts start in ten minutes. In a panic, you shook Priestly awake and told him about the time, hurriedly brushing your teeth and putting on your shoes. "You don't have to worry. I'm always late." He said groggily from the couch.

"Okay, just cause you're cute when your sleepy, doesn't mean we don't still gotta go to work." You said.

"Wait, I have to put on my hair color and get ready."

"Then let's go to your place real quick." You handed him his shoes and pushed him out of the apartment.

As you were driving to his house, he said, "You fell asleep on me." You turned to see his adorable smile.

"You wouldn't let me leave your arms." You smiled back.

"And you're still wearing your clothes from last night."

You looked down, still in the skirt and shirt. "Crap. Can I borrow a shirt?"

"That'd be pretty hot." You both later came in together. Priestly was wearing one of his regular outfits, and you were wearing his Tip me or DIE shirt tucked in under your skirt and a flannel. "We're here!"

Everybody stared at you while you walked behind the counter. "It's not what it looks like." You said before you went into the storage room, with the other three girls excitedly running after you.

After that you two were unbreakable. He would always make sure you were feeling loved, from a simple squeeze on your arm to a passionate kiss. And most of all, he just couldn't help but praise you.

He would try his best to make romantic dates and be a gentleman, but sometimes it was too easy to provoke his playful side. At times he would take you on regular dates, like the movies or a carnival. You would take him on dates as well, from picnics to watching one of his favorite rock bands.

You were the first one to say that you love him. You knew that he was shy when it came to his feelings, so you were okay with saying it first.

It came naturally. The two of you had waited for a while to have sex. It had to be perfect, and he didn't want you to think of your first time with him as a cheap hook up. He wanted it to mean something.

That's why when he took you to a fancy restaurant, and had a walk in the park with Priestly and you acting like children and hopping on the big stones by the walkway. He then took you back to his apartment, where the two of made love.

When you woke up the next morning, you felt him kiss the top of your head before getting off the bed. He told you that he would make you some eggs, and you rolled onto your stomach. You smiled. That's when you said it. "I love you."

He stopped in his tracks, and ran over to the bed, kneeling down. "What?!"

"I love you." You bit your lip to hold in your laugh. You knew he felt the same way, and watching his innocent looking face was almost too adorable. "Do you have something to tell me?" You joked.

He gave you the biggest smile before excitingly jumping onto the bed and smothering you with kisses. "I love you too!" He laughed out between kisses.

After a few months of bliss, Priestly had a plan. He had a plan to watch your favorite movies, to cook you dinner, and to have you feel special. He had a plan, which was in a little black box on his top drawer at home. He had a plan to ask you a question, so you two could go on amazing dates forever.

Thiam fic rec <3

I’ll probably keep coming back and adding new ones in the notes, but here’s the list I have made so far :)

(in no particular order)

1. Handle with care 190.1k words, completed

Summary: Theo’s back from hell and there’s a lot of shit to sort out. Liam helps with that, sometimes.

2. Stray Dogs  2 fic series, completed?

Summary: *basically Theo is like I would break so many laws for u if u just ask*

3. The things you notice 2 fic series, completed

Summary: It’s literally just Theo and Liam loving each other in their pov’s. so special to me, actually.

4. You are stuck with me (so I guess I’ll be sticking with you) 30k, completed

Summary: a look into how theo and liam’s relationship built up in the background of teen wolf 6b

5. when I watch the world burn, all I think about is you 6k, completed

Summary: Theo wakes up on the McCall couch and Liam is inside of his shirt. Asleep. On Theo.

6. liturgy for an atheist 2k, completed

Summary: “I don’t want to hurt people,” Liam says, eyes flashing bright and blood dripping from his clenched fists, every line of him pulled taut like it’s all he can manage to stand there destroying only himself. His rage smells like gunpowder and gasoline, ready to spark and burn the entire school down around them if someone doesn’t put it out.

So Theo says, “Okay, then hurt me instead.”

7. a catalogue of spectacular alive things 4k, completed

Summary: In which Theo makes breakfast, goes to a baby shower, shows up late for dinner, falls into bed with someone he loves, and drowns in contentment.

8. coordinates (we are two points in space)  4k, completed

Summary: Liam can’t control all the leaving but he can control his not-knowing where. 

9. smoke rises, and with it the truth of ourselves 4k, completed

Summary: In which Liam invites Theo out into the middle of the woods, gives him a stale s'more, rambles about death, and teaches him to scream.

10.  old ghosts gather in liminal spaces 6k, completed

Summary: Liam asks, “What are you doing here, anyway?” 

“Same thing you are,” Theo says. Avoiding, searching, not-thinking, maybe. 

His answer seems to appease Liam. Or maybe he’d just rather not elaborate on the circumstances that made him seek shelter in a bus stop with a boy that he only spends time with when danger is making a home for itself in the corners of their lives. 

(Theo thinks everyone might be a little out of place, trapped.)

11. and I’ll find my way back to you, party of two 2k, completed

Summary: On Theo Raeken’s nineteenth birthday, he is gifted three bullet wounds, two flat tires, and a grilled peanut butter and jelly sandwich made by the boy he might love. None of it is as bad as it sounds, really.

12. coming out of my cage and I’ve been doing just fine 5k, completed

Summary: The funniest thing is – most everyone seems to be under the impression that Theo’s driving Liam.

Like most things in Liam’s life, it doesn’t quite work out that way.

13. lovers alone wear sunlight 8k, completed

Summary: Liam comes home, in more ways than one.

14. when oblivion is calling out your name, you always take it further than I ever can 8k, completed

Summary: In which Liam is terribly high and completely smitten, Theo is allergic to emotions and totally whipped, Mason has the patience of a saint, and everybody wins, except for Stiles.

15. tell me no more secrets, I’ll tell you no more lies 1.4k, completed

Summary: "Look at me,“ he says, and Liam almost can’t. ”Liam.“

Liam looks. "You were attacked. It was self defense.”

“Okay,” Liam says, and feels the blood trickle from the corner of his mouth, the iron coating his throat catching in his lungs. “What if it wasn’t.”

Home is the first grave.

HEY LOVER! ━━━ Jake Seresin.

→ back to. . . top gun.

PAIRING, Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Malorie "Raven" Bradshaw (OC)

SERIES SUMMARY, Six months after Goose died, Carole gave birth to their daughter: Malorie Bradshaw. 32 Years later, in 2019, years after she graduated from Top Gun herself, she is called back to join in on a special mission. However she wasn't prepared to face two ghosts of her past alongside the way — just to her luck, she has best friend Jake Seresin sleeping in the room next to her.

WARNINGS, Death, grief, angst and my poor knowledge about the Air Force.

O. ━━━ I DID IT, DAD, ARE YOU PROUD?

Malorie knows that her graduation from Top Gun is something that she should look forward to, however knowing that no one would be there for her put a damper on that.

I. ━━━ I THINK I'VE SEEN THIS FILM BEFORE.

If there was one person in the world that knew that last names meant nothing it was Maverick. So when Cyclone presents him the 12 aviators coming back for the secret mission, he is not all that interested. That is until he sees two familiar faces: Lieutenant Bradley "Rooster" and Lieutenant Malorie "Raven" Bradshaw.

II. ━━━ DROWNING IN WHAT ONCE WAS.

The last person Bradley expected to meet back at Top Gun was his little sister, dressed up and way too close to Bradley's enemy number one from Academy times: Jake Seresin. After all the last time he saw her she was sixteen and on her way to become a Fashion designer in Paris.

III. ━━━ A FAMILIAR AFFAIR.

A day that was supposed to be just a normal work day turns disastrous for Malorie when she is faced with not one but two people from her past, but Jake can not watch his best friend struggle like this.

. . .MORE CHAPTERS COMING SOON!

        ThiamBigBang2020 Masterpost

Another incredible Big Bang has come to an end and this would not have existed without our terrific Thiam fandom! First, thank you for your incredible prompt submissions and for sending in requests for this event to take place. This could not have happened without your interest and enthusiasm.

Second, a huge thanks to our artists and authors, our betas and cheerleaders, and our event moderators. All of your hard work during this event paid off! We are over the moon about the creations that have come to life over the past few months and are so proud of each of you!

Below you will find links to our Ao3 collection for this event, as well as links to each tumblr post created. We have also compiled a list of stats about the event for you to check out!

The Thiam Big Bang 2020 Collection on AO3

578,564 Words | 18 Stories | 113 Chapters

86 Artwork Pieces made from 167 Individual Manips

14 Writers | 11 Artists | 10 Cheerleaders/Betas | 2 Mods

Reconcile by @tabbytabbytabby

Art by @manonisamelon:

https://manonisamelon.tumblr.com/post/634472328362852352/for-the-officialthiamlibrary-2020-big-bang

wanna be a painting for all to see by @jmeelee

Art by @anchorsareimportant:

https://anchorsareimportant.tumblr.com/post/634491433596878848/wanna-be-a-painting-for-all-to-see-by-jmeelee

Bad Liar by @bookwyrm07

Art by @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme:

https://imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme.tumblr.com/post/634516251011629056/bad-liar-bookwyrm07-teen-wolf-tv-archive-of

A Year in the Life by @xtarmanderx

Art by @manonisamelon:

https://manonisamelon.tumblr.com/post/634588463669329920/for-the-officialthiamlibrary-2020-big-bang-event

not the chimera I know by @curlsinthewind

Art by @sefinh: https://sefinh.tumblr.com/post/634591932031647744/not-the-chimera-i-know-curlsinthewind-teen`

the dreamer in the field pointed west to the sea by @eneiryu

Art by @snaeken: https://snaeken.tumblr.com/post/634696121749569536/art-piece-1-of-2-for-eneiryus-story-the-dreamer

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https://snaeken.tumblr.com/post/634696125555834880/art-piece-2-of-2-for-eneiryus-story-the-dreamer

Helpless by @underthegallowws

Art by @manonisamelon: https://manonisamelon.tumblr.com/post/634701028387897344/for-the-officialthiamlibrary-2020-big-bang-event

The Good Place by @tabbytabbytabby

Art by @theowhy:

https://theowhy.tumblr.com/post/634724909303709696/im-so-excited-to-share-my-pieces-for

I thought I lost you by @shaneo693061

Art by @underthegallowws:

https://underthegallowws.tumblr.com/634787873761181696/tumblr_42nk9ztTkzeAHRst4

You Just Being Here by @psychenby

Art by @callmemisshorizon:

https://callmemisshorizon.tumblr.com/post/634795193984548864/thiam-big-bang-2020

Underneath the Moonlight by @purplehoodiesandleatherjackets

Art by @underthegallowws (Masterpost): https://underthegallowws.tumblr.com/post/634866343850786816/thiambigbang2020-officialthiamlibrary

Love Is Just A Cage We Build for Ourselves by @thiamislove-thiamislife

Art by @manonisamelon (Masterpost): https://manonisamelon.tumblr.com/post/634895921452367872/for-the-officialthiamlibrary-2020-big-bang-event

While lies hold us hostage, the truth sets us free by @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme & @xtarmanderx

Art by @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme & @xtarmanderx:

https://imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme.tumblr.com/post/634965251359686656/while-lies-hold-us-hostage-the-truth-sets-us-free

And With a Little Luck from You by @mo-two-point-oh

Art by @li0nh34rt:

https://li0nh34rt.tumblr.com/post/634965658649739264/thiam-big-bang-2020#notes

Off-Script by @underthegallowws

Art by @snaeken:

https://snaeken.tumblr.com/post/634985556231798784/art-piece-1-of-2-for-underthegallowwss-story

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https://snaeken.tumblr.com/post/634985560407212032/art-piece-2-of-2-for-underthegallowwss-story

For Galaxies To Come by @haruthecriminologist

Art by @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme:

https://imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme.tumblr.com/post/634585361344020480/for-galaxies-to-come-chikalohaine-teen-wolf

A Chimera’s First Heart by @imjustafangirl-nobodylovesme

Art by @xtarmanderx:

https://xtarmanderx.tumblr.com/post/635061743478079488/part-one-of-my-art-for-the-truly-incredible

& 

https://xtarmanderx.tumblr.com/post/635062011085094913/part-two-of-my-art-for

Inundated with the fated thought of you by @xtarmanderx

Art by @tabbytabbytabby:

https://tabbytabbytabby.tumblr.com/post/635075270640074752/artwork-for-xtarmanderx-s-amazing-story-for-the

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Part One

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Part Three : Planning

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Red Wine and Gentle Lavender

Summary : After Emily doesn’t make it off the table, you go home and your heart breaks all over again, realising you missed your chance with her. Forever.

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Fem Reader

Warnings: Heartwrenchingly angsty

Word Count: 936

“She never made it off the table."

You never thought seven little words could hurt so badly. Your surroundings turned to white noise, as you felt your soul begin to tear apart, the sounds of your teammates cries drowning out, fading to nothing. All you could hear was the sound of your breathing, shallow and shaky. Before you knew it, your body dropped towards the floor, crumbling against the wall. You felt arms grab you tightly, holding you up, unable to support yourself. All you could hear was the sound of your breathing.

You looked up to see Hotch and Rossi, helping you into a chair, their mouths were moving, but you couldn't focus on what they were saying. Confusion swept across your face, as you felt water hit your face.

"W-Where is... Where is th-this water, c-coming from," You mumbled, looking up. The white noise began to fade, as you felt JJ crouch beside you, holding your hand.

"Honey, you-you're crying," She sniffed, wiping your tears, holding back her own.

"I- I don't-" You began, before Penelope sat by you, pulling you into the tightest hug imaginable. That's when it hit you - she was gone. Emily Prentiss, your best friend, your confidant, your other half - was dead. You began to sob into Penelope's shoulder, your heart shattering into a million pieces, feeling Garcia whimper softly along with you. The cruelest part, however, was the soul crushing realisation that you never told her how you really felt about her - how much you truly cared for and appreciated her. You had so many chances to tell her you loved her, but let fear get the better of you every time. Now, it was too late - you'd missed your chance, forever.

"I- I have to- I can't," You stuttered, getting out of your seat, patting Penelope's shoulder.

"Hey, hey," Hotch said, keeping you steady. You looked into his eyes, tears brimming yet again.

"I can't be here, Hotch," You whimpered, a tear staining your cheek. He looked at Rossi, and they both nodded.

"Alright, c'mon, let me take you home," Hotch sighed, rubbing your arm gently. He held you tightly, steering you towards the exit, when Reid stopped you.

"Y/N?" He croaked. You turned around, your bloodshot eyes meeting his. He made his way over to you, and wrapped his arms around you tightly. You welled up at the physical contact, knowing how he hated and usually avoided hugs. "It's gonna be okay," He whispered, squeezing you gently. You pulled away, and simply looked at him, before you grabbed onto Hotch and made your way to his SUV.

The whole ride back to your apartment was spent in silence, tears silently spilling down your face. You turned to gaze out the window, wondering if things would've been different had you been honest with her. Would she have felt the same? Now, you'd never know. You continued to ignore Hotch's sympathetic glances. You made your way up to your apartment, Hotch following you inside. You took a deep breath, seeing the pictures of you and your team on your hallway shelves, knowing that things would never be the same. Hotch picked up on this and rested his hand on your shoulder.

"Do you want me to stay? I don't know how comfortable I feel leaving you alone, in this frame of mind." He said, in a concerned tone. You broke from your trance, turning your back to the pictures, now facing Hotch.

"I- Uh, no- no, I'll be okay. I really just need to be alone, I think," You whispered, avoiding his eyes because you knew if you looked at him, you'd crumble.

"Okay, but promise me you'll call me, or Rossi, if you need anything at all, regardless of the time," He told you, still looking at you like you were some lost puppy.

"I uh, I will Hotch, thank you," You replied, seeing him out. The second you closed the door, you fell against it, letting out a loud wail. You felt crushed by your raw grief and overwhelming regret, your heart tearing to shreds.

You eventually found the strength to pick yourself off the floor, and made your way to your bedroom. You removed your clothing, and fumbled in your drawer for some pyjamas, when you found an old t-shirt. Immediately, your heart sank, realising that it wasn't one of yours - it was one of Emily's, that she'd accidentally left after your last girls night. You covered your mouth shakily, the realisation that she was gone sinking in further. You tearfully slipped on a nightshirt, picked up her t-shirt, and crawled under your covers. You briefly glanced at your nightstand, eyes misting at the picture of you and Emily at your birthday party earlier in the year. You brought the t-shirt up to your face, inhaling her scent. The smell of red wine and gentle lavender filled your lungs, and you began to cry hysterically into the fabric, trying to keep yourself from hyperventilating, and failing miserably. You eventually became dehydrated, unable to cry any more. You went numb, wondering how you were supposed to move forward without your best friend. You lay shaking, clutching the t-shirt for dear life, as you cruelly dreamt of the life you'd never have. A life spent loving Emily Prentiss...

AHHHHHHH AHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH

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