#anyway this was so good!!!!!

[macdenlover]

it came to my realization that 99% of my fandom related headaches would be cured if everyone understood this

[bizarrebazaar13]

what if your doppelgänger wasn’t evil it was just a person. what if your doppelgänger wasn’t trying to replace you it was just trying to learn to be a person and you were the best model it had. what if your doppelgänger looked at you with your eyes and said with your voice that it just wanted to be loved. what then.

[mroddmod]

the queen of the disco or whatever

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

[modmad]

hey! there's zero esims left for the connecting gaza campaign as of today. i remember you promoting them earlier. could you give them a much needed boost?

oh dang! unfamiliar with that particular campaign, as I always donate via crips for e-sims because it's super easy to do, but regardless let's go people!

[s0up1ta]

toxic yaoi or something idk i haven't watched gravity falls

[hansoeii]

It was affection.

[greg-montgomery]

cut the show take me out 😭

Devil’s Backbone -- Unsub!Hotch x BAU!Fem!Reader

Full send. I’m back 😈 How about a darker fic?

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Huge disclaimer: Hotch is not nice in this. I feel like that goes without saying since he’s the unsub here, but I wanted to say it anyway. He is not nice; he’s toxic and manipulative. Their relationship is fucked up as hell and I’m 100% not condoning this. (That being said, the smut is really hot I loved writing it)

Summary: Foyet murdered Haley and Jack. Hotch took Foyet’s life. He thought that would be enough. But it wasn’t. He needed more.

WC: ~30k total

As always, ** indicates smut ;))

Prologue

One: All along we called it normal

Two: Was it obvious to everyone else?

Three: The lesser of two evils

Four: You’re not who you are to anyone

Five: Don’t pin it all on me

Six: What a wicked thing to do

Seven: I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run

Eight: [REDACTED FROM THE RECORD]**

Nine: How did we get here?

Ten: The skyline falls as I try to make sense of it all

Eleven: All I wanted was you

Twelve: [REDACTED FROM THE RECORD]**

Thirteen: I should’ve known, I’d leave alone

Fourteen: What you have done is terrible, and now what?

Fifteen: Haven’t I given enough?

Sixteen: You’re still the oxygen I breathe

Seventeen: Don’t leave me like this

Epilogue

Completed! [Sept. 29, 2023]

[captainsaltypear]

IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR

[anna-scribbles]

so this summer i am nannying a 5 year old who loves miraculous ladybug (my dream) & every day she asks if we can play ladybug and chat noir at the park. these are some comics based on our various games<3

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other

That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay

This is the proof that they love each other

Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed

It always existed

[cozystars]

!!! BUILT LIKE BILBO BAGGINS !!!

[midnight-coffee94]

No single line has ever wrecked me as hard as this one from the Good Place and I think about it constantly

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

[harbingersecho]

you will regret this for the rest of your life

[hinamie]

morning glory