#can imagine it so vividly

[angellic4l]

YES, spencer reid IS the type of man to do facemasks with his gf

face masks ; spencer reid

synopsis: after a stressful case, all spencer wants to do is relax. what better way to that than have you spend the night doing face masks?

warnings: established relationship with fem!reader, earlyseasons!spencer in mind, spencer being a flustered cutie, mentions of touches & kisses, few mentions of spencer being insecure & reader assuring him, few mentions of nicknames/pet names (honey, ace)

“is it going to feel weird?”

spencer watched over your shoulder as you mixed the face mask solution together with water & the powder, eyes interested as the mixture slowly came together to form a slight green paste.

“it might feel a little cold, but that’s normal” you assured, smiling to yourself when you felt one of his slightly cold hands on your waist, his thumb slipping under your tank top a tad.

you both were huddled in front of his bathroom counter, cozy pyjamas on freshly showered skin, mops of hair still air drying. tonight was the first time you were sleeping over at spencer’s place since you made your relationship official, & the whole night just felt natural. it was nice to be in each others’ presence at the end of the day, especially after a tiresome one like today.

“will you put it on me, please?” he asked, the pleas sounding soft in your ears. you could tell he was feeling a little shy, even sheepish, & you thought it was cute.

you looked up at him with a smile, nodding to the closed toilet lid (which you cleaned prior). “of course”.

spencer pulled away from you to sit down, lightly tapping his sock clad feet against the bathroom floor tiles as he watched you follow suit with the bowl & face mask applicator in hand. “ready to relax?” you asked as you stood between his legs, noticing how his hands were itching to touch you.

with a knowing look, spencer let his hands settle comfortably on the sides of your bare thighs, thumbs moving in circles. “yes” he nodded enthusiastically as you gathered some of the face mask on the applicator, holding his cheek with one hand as you gently smoothed it on his skin.

you didn’t rush your movements, taking your time to apply the mixture evenly. spencer started to hum a gentle tune as you moved from his cheeks to his forehead, causing your lips to pull into a grin when your eyes met. as he was caught, he went silent to your dismay.

“you can keep going” you told him, more so murmured due to the closeness between you.

he slightly furrowed his brow. “it’s not weird?” spencer asked, voice matching your tone.

pausing your movements, you gave him that genuine twinkle in your eye as you shook your head ‘no’.

“i like it, it’s nice”

you continued applying the face mask when he started humming again, the mixture cracking a little on the skin by his mouth as he smiled, allowing himself to relax. you were done in no time, taking his hand in yours to pull him to the mirror so he could see your work.

“what’d you think, ace?” you asked as he took himself in, watching as he let out a chuckle at his reflection. the nickname you had for him, resulting from a long night weeks ago of playing cards, left him feeling gooey on the inside.

he squeezed your hand. “i look a little silly, but that’s part of it right?” he turned to you, feeling warmth grow in his chest as you nodded with a wide smile of your face.

spencer took a mental screenshot of you in this moment. he wanted to remember it.

“do you wanna do me?” you asked as you grabbed the bowl & applicator from the counter, mixing the face mask formula a bit. the double meaning of the statement didn’t cross your mind, & spencer was thankful you couldn’t see how red his cheeks were.

but he knew what you really meant.

“y-yeah, i’d be honoured” he took the bowl from your hands after he helped you onto the counter, tucking a piece of hair that fell from your ponytail behind your ear once you were settled.

“hi honey” spencer breathed out as he now stood between your legs, looking at you like you hung the moon.

“hi” your hands rested on his shoulders, fingers rubbing against the soft cotton of his t-shirt.

he soon got to work, trying to apply the mask evenly without accidentally brushing some of it against your hairline. spencer knew you wouldn’t care of he did, but he still wanted to avoid that—the perfectionism inside him was taking over.

“you’re doing good” you murmured as you watched him smooth the mask over your nose with his index finger, scrunching your nose as he slightly tickled your skin.

spencer didn’t even notice that your thighs were loosely wrapped around his waist now, his focus staying on applying the face mask.

with a small ‘boop’ to your nose, spencer was finished, helping you down from the counter to stand beside him.

“i tried making it as even as possible, the texture wasn’t as bad as i thought it was” he noted as you looked at your reflection, turning to him with a bright smile as he washed his hands, drying them off with a freshly cleaned towel.

“you’re a natural” you rubbed his upper arms, letting his hands fall to your lower back.

“how long do we wait?” he titled his head to the side.

“about fifteen minutes, then we wash it off with lukewarm water & a cloth” you answered, seeing a light bulb go off in his head.

“we could sit on the couch & start a movie—only if you want to” spencer proposed, adding the last part even though he didn’t need to.

he watched as you rubbed his skin with sticky sweet affection. he secretly wished your fingerprints would mark his skin if it meant that your touch would never leave him.

“i’d love to—you can pick” you winked, leaving spencer flustered as he followed you to the living room.

within a minute, your legs were in spencer’s lap as you both settled into the couch cushions, eyes on the the tv screen after you set a timer on your phone. however, you couldn’t stop looking at him as his hands subconsciously massaged your calves sweetly, a content look present on his face.

“i’m really happy you invited me here tonight” your voice broke spencer’s gaze on the tv, his soft eyes turning towards you & how your arm wrapped around his shoulders.

“i like having you around… you being here helps me relax” he admitted, subtly letting his eyes fall to your lips. you felt love bloom in your chest, spreading all over your skin at his words.

it was like you had read spencer’s mind as you leaned forward a tiny bit to press your lips to his in a longing peck. you tasted like like mint lip balm you wore, while spencer tasted like the tea he made an hour ago.

you both didn’t care if your face masks looked a little wonky after that kiss, both of you were just happy to be in each others’ company.

[canisalbus]

I was thinking of Machete and his sheep toy 🐑

Also sorry I keep drawing him, I just love him so much ♡

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[toastily]

logan "dont rile up the fucking dog" howlett and wade "absolutely riles up the fucking dog" wilson

[puppppppppy]

the heaven and earth siblings

[palossssssand]

first kiss ☀️

hi. I don't usually share my writing because it's usually pretty rough and I'm shy about it but this bit goes with this image. I always keep coming back to the night they get together at trito's apartment because it's everything to me

It’s soft. They didn’t expect this, perhaps something more passionate, rougher, as if he had been kept waiting with a desperate hunger; more sensual, considering what they were about to get into. It wouldn’t have been out of bounds for him to do so. Given everything they remembered about him, of course. But his lips are firm and unmoving, pressing his against theirs, neck held with intent as if to pose them perfectly to greet him, still only hardly gracing their body as if to not overstep. Even now, in the gesture, he seems to restrain himself, but Kinoga recognizes that the manner of it was wholly intentional. He wanted this. And he wanted them to reciprocate. And so they do.

also this page happens before this comic

biting and tearing and whatever. The gesture is really not strictly romantic or anything, Trito's just a very touchy person...it wouldn't be out of bounds for him to go smooching his friends for fun. There's still intent to it though, there's still clearly some strong emotions coming through, Kinoga unsure of it but still wanting to see where he takes it, but because it's their first time getting familiar since reuniting on the surface, they let him. downhill spiral from there <3

[testosterone--girl]

ok so i know that hudson is most often portrayed as either all 3 dating each other or house dating both wilson and cuddy but i think the way in which this relationship would come about is that house and wilson would get into a petty pissing contest trying to woo cuddy and then there would be a scene where she's standing at her desk and both of them are standing looking at her waiting for her decision and she says you know what? im dating both of you. and they both just kinda roll with it

[histrynerdss]

borrowed a book from the library and it's like a learning french thing

when i got to the numbers i thought of like a fic idea????

bottom al thats either radioapple or x reader where reader and/or luci make him count how many orgasms he's had and at some point he's so unable to think he reverts to french 🥰

[gaypleasantview]

UMMMM HELLO????? FOUND THIS STUFF BY zeta_reticuli ON SIMBLR.CC THIS IS TS1??????

[ikram1909]

https://x.com/helenhorann/status/1780605499186053333?s=46&t=Y0Md76L8FR9umM1nmCkHnQ

this is so funny, cuba not caring about who he’s fighting against but winning them over because in the end of the day he’s just a smiley 17 year old kid

He's calm even while fighting 😭😭

[simplydnp]

why am i half awake hallucinating the reykjavik preshow 😂

[wowa-bublord]

i mean this so so positively i just can't think of different descriptors but i LOVE!!!! how much you embrace and explore like. the grimy and rough and poorly socialized dog who protects the chosen people to the most horrible death aspects of zack. i am a fluff enjoyer but it gives me soooooooo much to eat when you're getting elbow deep in the """"not so fun""""" parts of zacks character!!!!!! thoughts i am not prone to!!!! spicy meatball!!!!! i like when i see people talking abt stuff i just never connected- like just how did zack keep himself and cloud alive on the run for a year when cloud was too souped!!!!!! sorry for all the exclamation points i get so jazzed seeing stuff that i don't pick up on and get to make the little zack in my brain even MORE ready to asplode in the microwave <3

!!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!! These grimy parts of Zack are my favorite because I feel like theyre touched on the least in the game, with most of his time on the run being very skipped over in crisis core haha. It's constantly making my brain exploddeeee. Zack "I don't like killing people" Fair dying in a blood bath THAT ISN'T THAT UNLIKE SEPHIROTHS OWN DEATH IN NIBELHEIM. Both being pushed to their limits by Shinra, undergoing years of torture by Hojo, making a final stand where they dedicate their final moments to taking down as many others as they can to free the one they care most about (Sephiroth with Jenova, Zack with Cloud)... To a certain extent it continues post-death, in that Sephiroth is reborn as an face of Jenova, and Zack exists in the game as clouds memories/mind. IT DRIVES ME CRAZYYYY. Oops I used this ask as an excuse to ramble AGGAHBFGHDJ SORRY

[chiropteracupola]

the inevitable sharpe and temeraire crossover in my mind of course involves teresa moreno as a dragon-captain.

[fishy-lava]

me:

the Edwin who haunts my brain: *saying "Charles, darling" in every tone imaginable*

[klanced]

I just think this image would resonate with Keith

[egginfroggin]

Mabel "magic hair that glows when she sings" Pines

Known in my head as "that AU where Bill and Ford form the world's most toxic co-parenting duo with shockingly non-catastrophic results" and "my excuse to draw Bord being needlessly melodramatic"

Torn between Mabel getting to to keep Waddles or an axolotl as a pet to parallel Pascal in the original film, rather tempted to give her both

Frying pan violence to come at a later date

I. really need to practice drawing small children. huh

Transcriptions:

age 14-16 during much of the Plot (bbygirl done been kidnapped oh no)

4. Bill: "Honestly, I don't see the problem here, you're getting a great deal here, Sixer, you've got your niece safe and sound and you're even getting eternal youth outta this whole shindig -- well, 'tilshe dies at least -- and aren't humans all about that or somethin' AND you get to know ME on top of all that, you even get to use your body more often than not (usually), yet here you are all MAD at me Sixer, honestly, what's wrong with a little kidnapping anyway you're so uptight she's oblivious and happy as a clam look at her, you're just petty -"

(Program: krita; time: about 1hr 30 minutes)

[zukkaoru]

fyozai + pet names is like.. dazai calls fyodor the most obnoxious cringe things known to man, and he stacks seven pet names on top of each other just to make it worse. meanwhile fyodor uses sophisticated, genuinely sweet things like dear or darling or russian terms of endearment. but 80% of the time what he really means is "i am on hour twelve of my fantasy where i poison you and then proceed to watch you writhe in agony and refuse to put you out of your misery and then eventually force the antidote in you just so you won't get the satisfaction of dying even after all that pain"