#forever n always

[paintedpatroclus]

and when we go crashing down, we come back every time

[rosemarytrash]

Do you still have rosemary brain worms?

not so much brain worms as they are and continue to be the sort of cerebral entanglement that makes up my brain in general

that said I’ve not been terribly inspired as of late but I’m starting a reread of the comic so I think that may reignite some passion

[misspiggy]

happy 6 years with you💞 @bilebaby

[vanoefucks]

just rememberd how my last playthrough I did of dai last dec had me almost love solas. like story wise for my canon he IS besties with Sirdhemdir my inquisitor but like...i cant be besties with him.

[meyhew]

neil in aftg can pass off as like… Almost borderline semi-normal kid who’s found himself in insane circumstances when rlly all he wants to do is play a crazy sport because he looks at andrew’s problems and kevin’s lack of spine and riko’s entire existence and he does believe he’s almost borderline semi-normal. just a paranoid liar bc his dad wants to murder him. then u see him from an outsider’s pov and he’s damn near psychotic arranging a hit on someone while on a lunch date with his gangster uncle and the guy who taped his skin back together after continuous torture not even a year ago and he does it without breaking a sweat while stringing up a series of lies to feed to the FBI. character or ALL time

[chrliekclly]

im cooked

[welcometogrouchland]

♫ I do what I want/Crying in the bleachers and I said it was fun/I don't need anything from anyone ♫

(ID in Alt) you guys ever think about your own posts and get upset?? Anyway Damian Wayne I love you I'm so sorry your life is like that

[halfwayhearted]

This is based off one of ur spencer dating head cannons.. perhaps they are going to a celebratory something at rossi’s and reader wears like a really pretty short dress and its just spencer stumbling over his words in awe and its a cute little moment ^_^? Lmk.

Always Forever — Spencer Reid.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary: After being invited to David Rossi’s annual get-together, courtesy of your boyfriend, you’re very excited to go. However, Spencer just seems to stand there and gawk.

Word Count: 690+

Disclaimer/s — Fluff! That’s it. Bless.

A/N: This had me seriousing up quick ‘cause are we kidding.

A get-together at the David Rossi’s house. You didn’t exactly know him that well, though you were quite familiar with everybody else. When Spencer came home and informed you of the invitation, you accepted without further thought.

You carefully readjusted the straps of your dress, turning to admire how you looked in the mirror.

It wasn’t anything too elaborate; it reached just above your knee, and the color complemented you perfectly, making you feel gorgeous. You’d probably wear the dress more often if you had the opportunity. You never did before. But now you do, and you fully intend to make the most of it.

You hear Spencer call out for you, prompting you to quickly grab your lipgloss and rush out of the bathroom, exclaiming, “I’m here! I’m ready!”

Turning the corner, you’re met with your boyfriend in his usual attire: a button-up shirt, a tie, and a cardigan thrown over his shoulders, paired with his regular pants. As you move to retrieve your clutch, you’re quick to compliment him, “Hey, you look handsome. New cardigan?”

No response. Your eyebrows furrow, “Spencer?”

Whipping around to look at him, you nearly fold at the sight of him just looking at you. But his eyes are soft, his lips are parted, and his cheeks are flushed—so, how couldn’t you?

“Spencer Reid,” you drawled, walking toward him. You lift a hand to his forehead, “Are you okay? Are you feeling sick? Warm? If so, it’s the cardigan.”

Your hands on him seemed to snap him out of whatever trance he was in. “What—oh! No, I, uh, I’m fine. Not warm at all. Are you… ready?”

Hearing him stumble over his words wasn’t new to you, but hearing him do it so much in the same sentence piqued your curiosity. “Are you ready?”

“Of course, do I not look ready?”

“I think you look ready,” a moment passes, “I’m just asking if you are ready. Are you sure you’re not feeling under the weather?”

“I think you look beautiful,” he blurts out, the tips of his ears turning a deep shade of red. You smile, and it’s so, so genuine that it erases any doubts he might’ve had about taking it back or blaming it on a slip of the tongue. It wasn’t that. Never.

If there was one thing he knew, it was that saying that was not, and never would be, an accident—

Before he can even fully register the sensation of your lips on his, a smile spreads across his face, deepening the kiss. His body leans toward you, and his hands glide tenderly from your jaw to cup your cheeks. The second you pull back, he chases after your lips, making you laugh, “Thank you.”

He doesn’t want to hear it when his lips find yours once more, your smile widening.

“Spencer, we’re—” you pull away, only to lean in for another, “You're going to—” you steal another, “make us late. Isn’t he really strict about times?”

Your boyfriend lets out a soft hum against your mouth, then finally breaks away for real this time and huffs, “Morgan and JJ are late all the time.”

“Hey, don’t sulk. They probably have a reason. Come on, I’m excited! Doesn’t he always correct you guys when you call his house a, well, house?”

He grabs the clutch from your hands. Spencer then nods and picks up his keys, opening the front door of his apartment and standing there, knowing how you like to exit first. “Claims it’s a mansion,” he says with a soft smile.

“Claims? Is it not?”

With a shrug of his shoulders, he closes the door behind him. A small chuckle escapes his lips when he notices you looking up at him, eyebrows knitted together in complete confusion, still waiting for an answer to your question.

Pressing a quick kiss to your temple, he nods. “Yes,” the brunette retorted, “It is a mansion.”

Once you reach the stairwell, you interlace your arm with his. In a playful tone, you ask, “Do you think he’d be up for giving us a house tour?”

He rolls his eyes with amusement at that, “I guess you’re just going to have to ask.”

Now it’s your turn to huff, “I guess so.”

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DT(s) — @pedrilcvr ! ౨ৎ

[800db-cloud]

a very mediocre sniperspy doodle dump

[dantoru]

dating

[starlightoru-gojo]

Satoru Gojo 👋🏻

[merakiui]

Sunday and sacrilegious smut will always be yummy but tHE VISION ABOUT LOSER VIRGIN SUNDAY with the spicy audio darling (asmartist?) HAS INFESTED MY BRAIN AND NOW I NEED INTENSIVE CARE (your fics) TO CURE ME (I will not be cured, just sedated)

- jelly

Ps loser virgin boys are my type ig

You and me both, jelly...... loser virgin Sunday has his claws in me!!! OTL he's so pathetic. He has all of these power and control fantasies, but he'd probably melt if you rode his dick or even let him fuck between your thighs. He wouldn't want to be crass and maybe he'd try to hide behind his wings, slyly peeking through the feathers to watch you, but it's just so vulgar and messy to think about you bent into all kinds of positions, but he can't help it!! He has some shred of decency to not fall to his knees and beg, but with the effect you have on him... >_< how he always makes sure to swipe anything you've touched or slept on after your sleepovers with Robin just so he can smell you and imagine you lying on his bed, all spread out for him like an angel!!!!! He's got it bad!!!

Sunday listening to all of those maid x master audios you make, the ones where you're a naughty student being punished by the professor (who he always self-inserts as), the ones where you pretend to be a virgin having your first time (he hopes you're a virgin...)..... it's so bad that maybe he can't hear your voice outside of the audios without getting hopelessly hard.

AAAAA and maybe you're always getting in trouble with him at school because of very small things. Your skirt was too short. Your tie wasn't straight. Your uniform blouse is untucked and wrinkled. You're wearing things that go against the dress code. Etc etc blah blah blah. >:/ you groan every time he lectures you about the importance of "setting an example" and being a "proper student" and all of that lame stuff only he seems to care so much about.

Sunday can't believe he likes this miscreant. T_T the you from those audios is so much better than this you, who always breaks rules and gets in trouble. But the you from the audios is a fantasy meant to get his dick hard. At some point, he stops masturbating to the audios and actually pictures you in all of these scenarios. You with your snarky voice, always snapping at him to "hop off my dick, birdbrain!" whenever he nags you. You with the cute accessories that pair with your uniform. You with your oversized sleepwear. You with your pretty scent and sweet smile and bright laughter and....

Yeah, he's obsessed. When he gets his hands on you, he'll scrub that dirty mouth of yours clean. >:( if you're so keen to mouth off, maybe he ought to stuff it with his—oops! Looks like he's hard again. :3

[diorgirl444]

i think a way to get dallas to do whatever you want is make him feel like he’s in control even though he’s very much not. feed his ego, make him feel all strong, masculine and act like you need him to help you so desperately. he’s immediately putty in your hands. “is that right baby you need your man’s help that badly? need me to take care of you, is that it? should of just asked kid”he thinks he’s being really slick and the best boyfriend ever. he’s got absolutely no idea that he’s completely wrapped around your finger.

[chrliekclly]

——————

it’s been 6 years exactly nd i apologize for everything about this

[tw: implied csa]

[tea-time221]

the boys got their spring break, LET THEM HAVE THEIR WINTER BREAK

WE'RE SO BACK CHAT

HOW ARE WE DOING FANTASY HIGH FANS. JUNIOR HIGH TOMORROW... THEY GOT NEW LOOKS IN THE D20 WIKI IM GONNA SHIT MYSELF

[softwaring]