#but no now im realizing no i want to be romantic i want it so bad i want affection i want all of that

[minswriting]

DIE WITH A SMILE - SPENCER REID X READER

About: You and Spencer are dancing in his living room and you think about the way you fell for him.

Warnings: fluff!! mentions of spencer’s addiction, getting shot, migraines, etc. takes place in season 7 heehee. not proof read yet again because once i finish writing, im DONE lol

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Based off of Die With A Smile by Lady Gaga and Bruno Mars. Border made by @esote-rika !! Please comment and reblog with your thoughts!

Ooh

I, I just woke up from a dream

Where you and I had to say goodbye

And I don't know what it all means

But since I survived, I realized

The soft tune of a song filled the apartment with a soothing hum. You were standing in the middle of Spencer’s living room, swaying as Spencer held you close to him. One hand in yours, the other wrapped around your waist while your other hand rested on Spencer’s shoulder. It was romantic, to say the least. The dim lighting of the lamp standing in the corner created the perfect atmosphere.

Nothing was spoken between either of you as you looked at one another. Nothing had to be spoken. Words were meaningless when it came to the emotions you felt for each other. Years of friendship, years of companionship, years of pining for the other until one day, it all came to fruition.

You joined the BAU a year after Spencer. Being the same age and of similar intellect, it was easy to form a friendship. You never judged him for his incessant rambling, always smiling and listening to him with your full attention. Just as he never judged you when you went on about the latest gossip in pop culture. And when you were both paired up on cases? Well, you were a duo that couldn’t be outmatched.

It was inevitable that you ended up falling for the genius doctor. With his fun little quirks, the way he got so excited over random topics, how he was so passionate about his work. But what had really sealed the deal for you was his loyalty and commitment to the team.

There were countless nights when you’d show up to his apartment after a really hard case, crying because of anxiety. And Spencer would take you in with open arms, consoling you until you’ve cried it out. He always ordered your favorite take out afterwards and you’d eat ice cream together.

Wherever you go, that’s where I’ll follow

Nobody’s promised tomorrow

So I’ma love you every night like it’s the last night

Like it’s the last night

Spencer smiled at you, his beautiful amazing smile that never failed to put butterflies in your stomach. And you, of course, smiled back. He spun you around, causing you to laugh as you both continued swaying. “You have the prettiest laugh,” Spencer murmured, still grinning as he held you again.

“And you have the prettiest smile,” You replied, tilting your head with a loving gaze in your eyes.

Spencer couldn’t help the small laugh that left his lips as his cheeks reddened from your words. The two of you have been dating for a year now and yet, you still make that man blush.

As you danced together, you thought about the two of you over the years. You realized you liked Spencer early on. Perhaps you fell first, you didn’t really know.

After the whole fiasco with Tobias Hankle, you knew something was wrong with Spencer. At first you had assumed it was simply trauma, needing to work through the fact that he had been kidnapped. However, the irritability, the shakiness, the unkempt look of his appearance mixed with the fact that you noticed he hadn’t been eating. That’s how you knew that Spencer was suffering from more than just trauma. And when you walked in on him in the bathroom one day, shooting a needle into his arm, it was safe to say your assumption was right.

That day you got him the help he needed without the Bureau knowing that it was happening. You didn’t want to risk Spencer’s position but you also knew he couldn’t keep ruining his body. You had cried to Spencer, telling him that you couldn’t fathom a world without him if things were to go incredibly wrong, as addictions usually do. So you guys did things privately to ensure he was okay. That was the day you realized just how much you cared for Spencer, even if you didn’t know it was love quite yet.

If the world was ending, I’d wanna be next to you

If the party was over and our time on Earth was through

I’d wanna hold you just for a while and die with a smile

If the world was ending, I’d wanna be next to you

Ooh

The second time you realized how much you cared for Spencer was when he got shot in the leg. You knew it wasn’t fatal as it was just his knee. But you were still worried, nonetheless. You were the first one to visit Spencer in the hospital. Everyone else had immediately gone to Hotch after finding out that he had been stabbed by Foyet. Maybe you should’ve been a bit more worried about your boss, maybe you should’ve seen him first. And yet, all you cared about was the fact that Spencer had been shot.

That was the first time you allowed yourself to admit you were in love with Spencer even if you didn’t tell him.

The way you guys got together was a bit unconventional. Spencer had been having a prolonged period of migraines, strengthened by the dress of a schizophrenic break, well, it wasn’t a happy period to say the least. He hadn’t admitted to anyone that he was having migraines, wanting to keep it to himself. But you, being the beautiful and amazing best friend that you were, knew he was suffering from a headache of sorts with his sensitivity to light and loud noises.

And so, after a particularly easy case, you had gone to Spencer’s with two different bags in your hand. One was just takeout from this Indian food place that you knew Spencer adored. And the other was a bag from the pharmacy which included pain killers, a cold pack, vitamin c, and other things you knew that helped with migraines.

Spencer had answered the door wearing TARDIS pajama pants and a black t-shirt, wearing fuzzy slippers on his feet, and his hair was all over the place. His eyes were sunken in with even darker circles around them, eyebrows furrowed from the light. He had clearly just woken up from a nap.

“What are you-“ Spencer began to ask, his voice hoarse from sleep.

You interrupted him, keeping your tone soft so as to not cause any more pain for him. “I brought you some food,” You said, giving Spencer a small smile. “And I’ve noticed you’ve been having pain so I brought you some stuff that could help.”

Who was Spencer to say no?

The night had been spent in mostly silence, eating on Spencer’s couch with little conversation. And eventually, it ended with Spencer’s head in your lap, a cold pack on his eyes, while your fingers moved through his messy hair, massaging his scalp. It was a peacefulness that you only ever got with Spencer. You were taking care of him and the quiet didn’t feel awkward whatsoever.

Eventually, Spencer broke the silence with a sentence that changed the dynamic between the two of you forever. “I love you,” he whispered, scared to use his voice. He had been so quiet. Had it not already been so silent, you could’ve missed it. But you didn’t.

Those three words caused you to stop your movements in his hair as you looked down at Spencer. He removed the cold pack from his eyes, looking up at you. “What?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows, as though you had mistaken what Spencer had said.

This time, he didn’t hesitate. “I love you,” Spencer said, his voice more clear this time.

“I-I love you too,” You had responded, heart fluttering in your chest from Spencer’s simple confession. It didn’t need to be this big, emotional ordeal.

That night, you guys found a new way to alleviate migraines.

Oh, lost, lost in the words that we scream

I don't even wanna do this anymore

'Cause you already know what you mean to me

And our love's the only war worth fighting for

Wherever you go, that's where I'll follow

Nobody's promised tomorrow

So I'ma love you every night like it's the last night

Like it's the last night

And now, here you were, laughing and smiling as you moved in sync with Spencer in his living room. In a silly moment, you moved your arm so you could spin Spencer around, causing him to laugh and do so. Nothing else mattered between the two of you. Your love for each other went above anything. You will always protect him just as he’d always protect you.

If today was your last day on Earth, you’d die the happiest woman alive because you’d die knowing you got to be in love with the world’s most amazing and intelligent man.

[goldenlikedayl1ght]

Blurb Countdown To Daredevil: Born Again

2 Days: Dress - Taylor Swift "say my name and everything just stops/i don't want you like a best friend/only bought this dress so you could take it off."' NSFW You pick out a dress just for Matt. note: okay i was worried about this but i actually really like the way it came out, and its an epilogue ish of this other fic i wrote, also called dress, BUT you dont have to read it to enjoy this one! ya hooked up at foggys wedding thats all the background ya need okay sorry im gonna stop yapping now countdown masterlist

It’s been over a year since you slept with your boss at Foggy’s wedding.

You’ve learned a lot since then.

You’ve learned how difficult it is to be with the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen, how many sleepless nights it comes with, how many arguments it comes with, how much anxiety it comes with.

You’ve learned how good Matt is at eating you out.

You’ve learned how easy it is to love him.

You've learned how easy it is to be loved by him.

And on the first spring day in New York, you put on the dress that you accredit your relationship to, and the two of you go out for a romantic dinner, enjoying champagne and relaxing together.

But when you get to his apartment afterwards, Matt’s lips do not leave your skin, and his hands roam your—Well, I could lie and tell you his hands roam your skin, but Matthew is obsessed with this dress.

He had been ever since it destroyed the last bit of his willpower.

“I’m gonna fuck you in this dress,” He mumbles against your skin. You let out a giggle as your fingers tangle in his hair.

“What?”

“I changed my mind,” His mouth finally pulls away from your skin, so his forehead can rest against yours, “I’m going to make love to you while you wear this dress. I’m going to fill you with my cock, ruin that pretty makeup and make you cry with this dress on,”

Your breath hitches in your throat.

He chuckles.

“Devil got your tongue, sweetheart?”

Then, before you can respond, Matt picks you up by the back of your thighs, your arms wrapped around his neck. He gets to your bed and sits you down on it, and his lips are immediately back on your skin, pulling you in for a deep kiss.

He inhales deeply, his tongue slipping past your mouth. He has this moment of Déjà vu, of this exact situation in this exact dress. And he remembers what happened that night, so he pushes his tongue further into your mouth, exploring every crevice he can—Like he’s mapping it out, memorizing it.

His hands wander up your thighs as his kisses grow sloppy, his hands dipping under the silk fabric. He’s pulling your panties down, and he stretches them right over your heels.

Here’s something else you’ve learned in the past year or so: When Matthew decides what he wants, he doesn’t stop until he gets it.

“Are you going to be good for me and let me fuck you?”

Now here’s something Matt learned in the past year or so: You love to have the last word. You love being the one who wins an argument. You love being right.

“I thought you were going to ‘make love’ to me.” He shakes his head, before dropping your legs to start to unbuckle his belt, but you quickly sit up and begin to do it for him. He smiles once he realizes what you’re doing. You tug his belt away and throw it somewhere across the room.

But before you can unbutton his pants, Matt tilts your head up, cupping your cheeks. Your eyes stare up at the face you fell in love with much longer than just over a year.

“Can I ask you something?”

His voice is raw. Tender. You sense this is a moment separate from the one you were just in.

“Anything.”

And he knows you mean it.

“You can’t say yes just because we were about to fuck,” He says softly.

You smirk.

Your need to be right has followed you into this next moment.

He smiles and rips off his glasses, not feeling the need to hide from you, across the room somewhere.

“Right. But promise?”

“Promise.”

“Would you marry me?” He wonders.

You blink.

“What?”

“Would you? If I asked?”

“You want to marry me?”

“Do I want to marry you?” He then falls to his knees, his hands curled around yours. You tilt his head up to look at you. “I don’t just want to marry you,” He starts, “I want to make you breakfast every morning, I want to fuck you in a house we own, I want to spend my life with you.”

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, I promise I’ll say yes.” You grin.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Matt brings your hand to his chest. You giggle gently.

“Your heart is beating so fast.”

“That’s how badly I want to spend my life with you.” You grin, pulling him in for another kiss. You only deepen it, sinking deeper and deeper into him as his hands finds your thighs, sneaking their way up, when he pulls away, “So you’ll say yes?”

“Yes!” You laugh, “Swear to god, hope to die!” You beg.

“Good.” And he kisses you again, just to make sure.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

sorry just got reminded of the entirety of uncanny x-men #309 and how it's charles having a therapy session with himself about his love life and desires and how he kept sacrificing himself and his wants for The Cause and the whole time he imagines erik to represent his innermost thoughts in the form of a therapist to have him unravel all this

[termagax]

re: "good girl" i think they say it once randomly as a joke and its just one of those things that gets him wayyy more than they expected it would. so now its their secret weapon and they use it very sparingly and every single time he gets super embarrassed about it but it works ill tell you what.

[hirokiyuu]

look at my alternate yuu concept boy

[mxwhore]

mutuals. i am getting caught in my own bitterness again...

[my-beloved-lakes]

I see a lot of people I knew from school posting pictures on their social medias with all their friends doing various fun things together. Meanwhile, I'm sitting at home wishing I could take a group photo with all my Tumblr mutuals to post so I can brag about having the best friends.

[faksyan]

Saw people talking about cringy romance/smut fanfics they wrote as teens and how embarrassed they are by it now and went huh. so many writers had that phase I wonder why I didn't. guess I just didn't find any of that stuff that interesting.

my man my guy you should've figured out the aroace thing sooner.

[themagical1sa]

"i like you and i blame you for making me feel this way" he said

i still think about it

[automatic-midnight]

My biased, really unpopular take is that I think rit/su/maya is an objectively boring ship.

[astralmarionette]

im currently writing an atsugawa (I hate the name shin soukoku or whatever I'm sorry but I'm actually not. also I cannot pronounce soukoku {this is the real reason I don't use soukoku}) and I don't even ship it lmaoo

[sockfizz]

Found a thread while scrolling The Forbidden App about being aromantic and a selfshipper and it hit. So hard

[retroaria]

⊹₊⋆.˚ Confessions ⋆.˚₊ ⊹

summary: the bllk boys and their romantic confessions, some are love, some are not! all of them are pretty cute though, not gonna lie…

BLUE LOCK M.LIST | requests are open! | enjoy 💋

⊹₊⟡⋆ Isagi Yoichi ‹𝟹

isagi makes it a point to confess to you in person. he spends a few days thinking (and overthinking) exactly what words to use. he wants to make sure he can confess his true feelings and also let you know how lucky he would feel if you accepted him.

once he’s ready he’d send you a text or call you, asking you to meet him somewhere quiet, maybe just his house or yours. the two of you meet up and he’s immediately flushed. he’s nervous and excited all at the same time. he’s the kind of guy that would want to have built a strong friendship and bond before confronting his feelings for you, so he’s confident that you guys will be ok no matter what happens.

he’d take your hands in his and look you in the eyes while he confesses. his gaze would be warm and sweet, he’s just glad he could even get the opportunity to express himself to you.

“I’ve really love having you with me. You make me feel better, even when I thought I was fine before, being with you just feels better. The closer we’ve gotten, and the more I’ve seen of you and your world, the more I realize how badly I want to be a part of it.”

⊹₊⟡⋆ Bachira Meguru ‹𝟹

as soon as bachira realizes he has feelings for you, he feels immediately ready to tell you. he’ll let the feeling settle for a little and try to tell you in an indirect manner. he’ll swoop in with a surprise kiss on your cheek, giggling as he watches your flustered expression. or maybe he’ll leave little notes around for you, in your bag, in your car, in your pockets, in your books, etc. they’d say silly little things about how adorable you were that day or he’ll briefly write about something that reminded him of you, maybe some mediocre poetry he thought up in his love sick state. you’d catch on pretty easily that it was bachira, and he never intended to keep that a secret.

then after a few days of messing with you, he decided he’d tell you the next time he saw you. when the two of you met up he immediately sucked you into a bone crushing hug, like he was holding on for dear life. he’d pull away, “hey cutie~ guess what…” he’d coo at you.

“i like you! Like, I really like you. Maybe I even love you. actually, yeah, love sounds better. I love you! I wanna take you on a date and kiss your stupid face. I know you feel the same, I wish you could see how red you are right now.”

⊹₊⟡⋆ Nagi Seishiro ‹𝟹

Nagi realized he loved you when he began to notice how sad he would get when you leave. being sad is a serious pain for him. he doesn’t like the way it makes his brain and body feel all fried and stressed, he hates not wanting to do anything even more than he already does, yet simultaneously willing to do anything to get you back in his apartment. Nagi would beg you to sleepover every time you hung out at his place, he’d sometimes try to wrestle you into the bed. you were just so kind and warm and calming to him. he felt graced by you and your presence.

his confession would come out of him like a nice long sign of relief. he’s been having this strange internal battle between his love for you and his love for laziness. it’s a hassle to have to confess and then put in the effort to build up a romantic relationship, but in the end he decides it’s even more of a hassle to not tell you how he feels. plus, you’re so worth it.

“It just doesn’t feel right when you’re not with me. It’s like I don’t really know what to do with myself. You make me feel alive. That sounds cringe. I love you, is what im trying to say. I hope that makes sense.”

disclaimer: do not date a guy like nagi in real life you cannot gentle parent this man child lol

⊹₊⟡⋆ Reo Mikage ‹𝟹

Reo’s confession was a long time in the making. he clung to his feelings for as long as he could until it really felt like he was gonna explode if he didn’t tell you. he did that because he wanted to wait for the timing to be perfect. he wanted to find the perfect spot to do it, the perfect words to say, all at the perfect time in both of your lives. but of course, things rarely work out that way.

what actually happened is he blurted it out in the middle of you talking one day. you were telling him about something you were working on, something you loved and were really proud of. he was listening so intently, or at least trying to. his thoughts kept stringing him in a different direction and before he knew it, he dropped the L word on you like a nuclear bomb.

“I-uhh…Ok listen, I’m sorry I promise I was listening to you it’s just…you look so beautiful right now and you sound so cute and excited. It got me all frantic, I didn’t mean to drop that on you so out of nowhere…it’s true though, I do love you. I should’ve told you a long time ago.”

⊹₊⟡⋆ Michael Kaiser ‹𝟹

(unless you speak german) kaiser has already confessed to you a million times. “ich liebe dich~” he’d say to you upon every parting, telling you it was simply a term of endearment. if you did happen to know what that meant already, or if you took the time to search it up, he’d be like “yeah, I said that, so what?” this man would propose to you in the middle of times square in broad daylight he’s so confident but that’s a different hc for another time lmaoo.

his confession is charming and flattering. he truly worships the ground you walk on while also believing that he’s the only one who could appreciate you as you deserve. his hands cup your face and his eyes fall warmly on yours. his voice is direct and steady. not a twinge of nervousness can be seen, just pure love and admiration. he speaks to you with a calm and lulling voice, a tenderness he only lets linger when he’s with you.

“Liebe, don’t you see how soft you make me? I’d hate for you to not realize how I feel for you. I want you to be mine, if you’ll have me, that is.”

⊹₊⟡⋆ Rin Itoshi ‹𝟹 (i wrote so much for rin wtf)

Rin has walls that he has spent a lot of time and effort building up over the years. they’re forged to keep out anything and everything that may be a distraction from his goals, but if this is the guy you’re going for, i’m sure you’re a persistent little pest. you’d sneak your way into his life, just by being there, texting him, talking about him. soon enough you’d infested his mind as well, suddenly he’d find himself thinking of you when he least expects it.

one day he was on the pitch, just a practice game, but you were in the stands watching him. throughout your friendship you’ve done this quite a few times, so he has no reason to pay much mind to your presence in the middle of the match. today was different though, you were up close, eyes beaming at him in the center field, hands at the side of your head clutched together in a little cheer. he hadn’t done anything yet, the match just started, what were you even cheering for? it was cute, he decided. that’s why it broke his focus long enough for the other team to score. actually, it was adorable. so adorable it tugged the corners of his lips upward slightly, which he quickly moved to cover with his hand. he just threw a match and he was smiling? what were you doing to him?

after some time of thinking you might be employing psychological warfare against him, Rin decided it was time to really sit down and confront his feelings. he’d go a few days, maybe even a week or more without speaking to you. don’t worry, he was thinking about hardly anything but you the entire time.

“Sorry for ghosting you, I just needed to think about some things. It made me a little sad to be away from you too. I hate you a lot less than I hate everyone else, you know? Don’t get cocky about that. Also, don’t leave me ok? I’ll be nicer, yeah sure. Maybe I can walk you home…or something. Here, let’s hold hands.”

⊹₊⟡⋆ Sae Itoshi ‹𝟹

he’s way more flustered about it than you might think. he’s not embarrassed or nervous necessarily, he just hasn’t expected to feel this way about anyone. similar to kaiser, sae thinks he’s the only person who could truly love and appreciate you as much as you deserve. this typically stoic and selfish man finds himself smiling in your presence and wanting to give you everything you want and more.

your relationship until this point has been uhh… “transactional” we’ll say. the two of you liked going out and hanging out together, but no feelings attached. a few kisses were shared here and there, he’d take you back to his apartment to cuddle sometimes, but wouldn’t ever let you sleepover. eventually things started to get a little more *intense*. you did start staying over, a lot. so much so that you had a toothbrush on his bathroom sink and clothes in his closet. the first time he ever had the thought of being in love with you was when he realized his sheets always smelled like you now, and he wanted it to stay that way.

the fact that you were enough to turn his head, take over his thoughts, and make him fall in love with you feels like proof beyond the reasonable doubt that you are perfect.

“You can move in, if you want. I wouldn’t mind. We’re basically already dating, so I don’t see the point in denying it anymore. Yeah, I didn’t think it would go this far either. I like knowing you’re here at my place, with me and not with anyone else.”

HONORABLE MENTIONS

⊹₊⟡⋆ Oliver aiku ‹𝟹

“You know I love you, let’s stop pretending. Seriously, you could keep me on a tight leash if you really want. Promise, I’m not going anywhere, babe.”

⊹₊⟡⋆ Kunigami Rensuke ‹𝟹

“I love you, I want you to know that. It’s ok if you don’t feel the same. I want to care for you and keep you safe, you mean so much to me, you don’t even know.”

i love this post so much, the nagi disclaimer i had to put, the strange onion analogy for rin, the flustered reo moment. also just isagi being here, the man that you are, Isagi Yoichi. i had so much fun making this - aria

divider - @enchanthings

[skeletxr]

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