#like im sorryy but not really

[dukeofthomas]

I hate the insistence in pushing Jason into the batfamily.

If he doesn't wanna go to dinner, he doesn't have to. If he doesn't wanna hang out with them, he doesn't have to. If he doesn't want to see them, he doesn't have to. If he doesn't even want to contact them, he doesn't have to.

It's so annoying to read fic and always see it presented as his Family Knows Better. Jason is just being silly by not realizing how much they love him and he just needs to let them break into his home and comms and life because they want him there.

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

does anyone want to kill me. for the bit...

[fuck-off-im-ace]

Can't believe how direct RSD can be sometimes. Had a small fight with my person a week ago and now its like they're nothing to me. Literally went from being in love and planning my with them to feeling kinda neutral about them. Like i dont hate them, i just. Dont care. They say they love me or say some cute flirty thing and my brain just goes "cool story bro".

Anyway how do you get back your feelings when your brain decided to Ctrl+F4 the whole fucking page? Asking for a friend, literally, cause i dont know what to say to them if i cant go back to how things were.

[tvonq]

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[ask-north]

Noir@Wisteria: "MY goodness you are such an adorable little ghost !" he said adoring the Misdrevius looking her over "Your little ears almost remind me of a cat, perhaps you were a cat in past life? Perhaps a meowth..." he purred almost out daydreaming "Perhaps may I hold you ?" his fatherly like instincts just wanted to take care of the smaller ghost he opened his feelers "Like a hug? Sorry am I too much?" he got worried now gulping slightly

Wisteria: Hey, wait!

Wisteria: I've always been a ghost, I didn't die!

Wisteria: I even had a family! Don't worry you'll see when they come back! They'll tell you I've always just been a ghost!

Wisteria: They'll come back... soon... they just forgot me. They'll be back soon, you'll see.

Wisteria: Oh!

Wisteria: We don't need the monster cat anyway! Wisteria: This one's better, and pretty, and nice.

North: Awww she likes you! I've never seen her warm up so fast!

North: Sorry, Wisteria, I would love to keep them but I don't catch pokemon without their permission.

North: They're still welcome to be part of our family even if we can't! But um... We're not replacing Atlas either, that'll make him super duper sad!

[kissycat]

I really can't describe how much I love kafka, I know it's become a meme but I was in it before and will be here after. I love his SENTENCES, I could sleep in them and build a house, there's still no one who could make sentences like that

[midwestblue]

I think (as much as I annoyingly complain and whine about not having a partner) being single this long has been good for me. I'm learning a lot about myself and I'm learning why I was a shit person, and through finding the root of the problem I can kind of... start to heal. I can be nicer to myself so I can grow and get better. Because TBH.. being mean and cruel to yourself doesn't make you become a better person. It just makes you believe that thats what you /are,/ and thats what you /always will be,/ as opposed to realizing that you are a product of your circumstances but that does not mean you can't get better and become a better person. Accepting help and trying to get better so you can eventually love yourself – even if no one else does – is the greatest and loveliest thing you can do for yourself. You deserve that love, you exist and you live and you feel and that is a truly beautiful gift.

[mihai-florescu]

If I may be so bold as to ask, what are your favourite Eichi stories?

Fav eichi stories... every story eichi is in is blessed and made wonderful by his presence alone... that aside, jingle bells and milky way and of course element & checkmate my favorite reminis... black tea too is a favorite. OH. EP:LINK how could i forget my darling...my darlink if u will... but theres also circus and quarrel fes i loved...daydream..............

[sweetsweetloverlover]

fox, honey, i am such a gossip please tell me what you are talking about :O :]

hfdkgfmhh idek why im tiptoeing around it honestly :') im talking abt ger*rd way (<- censoring so my post doesnt show up in searches) being an orientalist (+ related stuff) and how ive seen a couple posts abt that but some bigger mych*m bloggers never ever mentioned it? and like idk maybe all videos/interview snippets/etc of them fetishizing asian women were from 2008 and gw*y isnt like that anymore but its not really abt him and more abt like. how do u spend your entire day posting abt someone and all of the great things they did for music/queer ppl/whatever but not Also talk abt the other stuff yk

[shevr]

fan non-français de bd mais qui est exclusivement à fond dans les trucs genre bigard en bd caméra café ( la bd ) le guide de la cinquantaine ( en bd ) les 3000 bd nazes de Bamboo sur divers types de boulots ( avec une préférence pour les Gendarmes )

[luridparty]

people think i dont like school but i fucking LOVE school it gives me something to do that actually doesnt make me feel like i will die a sad and lonely death in the near future.

i fucking do not like being in CROWDS of my noisy dipshit peers.. my weird fucking nervous tics and vivid hypotheticals of my body being mutilated have increased tenfold!! save me weird fanfics.. weird fanfic.. save me..

[burnthybread]

>tried to be ultimate good friend by never talking to ky friends abt my issues because they were too extreme

>now have no one who cares

[lovinggreeniehours]

i have a random video in my gallery of eng chrome (ty avil ily avil) that i just look at whenever i need to laugh BUT I FEEL BAD FOR LAUGHING AT HIM but. victoreh,,,,,,,,,,,

[kideternity]

Being a superhero fan means I am always going to bat for Justimon over Cyberdramon sorry. But also No i'm not I think Cyberdramon looks like ass

[delicateimage]

if i had control of the interent for a day every log into pornhub will result in an immediate swatting and every women creating an onlyfans account will instead be given a scholarship to harvard engineering

[benevolentbones]

Haiii idk how to word this but basically season 10 spencer reid seeing reader in a backless dress nd hes all flustered but also really attracted to her ? idk if i worded this right sorryy

green dress | spencer reid x fem!reader

warnings: mention of scar, uncomfortable body image! fem reader

word count: 1.5k

a/n: thank you for your request!! i hope you enjoy this<3 requests still open, im getting through them! reblogs n comments always appreciated <3

you’ve always been insecure about how you looked in dresses, especially backless ones.

a year or so ago when you were out on the field, an unsub had managed to corner you and stabbed you in the back resulting in a scar a few inches long that rested between your shoulder blades.

even before the incident you weren’t keen on showing off much skin, but now the scar made you even more self-conscious.

you often found yourself shying away from outfits that revealed too much, particularly those that might expose the mark left behind from that encounter.

the fear of judgment and the constant reminder of that day made it difficult for you to feel confident in anything but the most modest clothing, so when you went out dress shopping, and penelope pulled out a backless dress she could immediately sense your discomfort.

you were out with penelope and emily, using your very rare day off to go dress shopping for agent rossi’s annual ball he liked to host in his mansion.

a frown graced your features as penelope held up a simple dark green satin dress with a plunged neckline and, of course, it was backless.

emily noticed your frown, turning around in one of the many dresses she had tried on in the last hour. this one was by far the nicest, it hugged her nicely and the shade of red complimented her striking features.

“c’mon y/n, you’ll look so good.” emily hummed, smoothing down the dress on her form as she looked in the mirror.

“i- i don’t know guys- you know that’s not really my style.”

“oh but it could be- just try it on please!” penelope practically begged, shoving the soft fabric into your arms. despite your dislike for showing off your body, you knew this would make the girls happy so you obliged, stepping into the changing room and drawing the curtain closed.

penelope and emily waited anxiously for your return, still adorned in the dresses they were also trying on. penelope opted for a bright pink number, with many layers of tulle, very much her style.

you slid the curtain back, taking a step out and shuffling awkwardly towards the mirror where the girls sat. their expressions ranged from shock to excitement, penelope had a huge grin on her red stained lips.

“you look perfect!” she squealed out, adjusting her thick framed glasses to get a better look at you.

emily nodded in agreement, her dark eyes scanning how the dress hugged your form. “wow..you’ll be the prettiest at the party.” she chuckled.

you stood in front of the mirrors, turning slightly so you could get a look at how the dress sat on you. you had to admit, it suited your figure well, accentuating your curves. you turned to see the back of the dress, it cut rather low, stopping just before the small of your back.

your eyes flickered up to the scar on your back, you instinctively rolled your shoulder blades back. “i- i don’t know…” you mumbled out under your breath.

penelope shook her head. “you look amazing- you have to get it.”

still uncertain you sighed, “i feel so exposed- im not used to this.”

emily glanced towards penelope, a smirk turning up on her lips before she spoke. “that’s spencer’s favourite colour you know..” she muttered out half casually.

instantly you could feel a rush of warmth spread to your cheeks, the thought of spencer seeing you at the party in a dress like this made you nervous. you shot emily a fake glare which she returned with a knowing smile.

“so….yes to the dress?” penelope quizzed, eyes wide as she waited for your answer. you paused for a moment, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“fine..”

~

it was the night of the party. guests were arriving, music was blaring, derek and spencer were standing near the punch bowl.

as you walked in, you could feel the buzz of excitement in the air. the soft fabric of the dress clung to your skin, making you more aware of every movement you made. emily and penelope flanked you, their presence giving you a bit of courage.

you scanned the room, heart pounding, until your eyes landed on spencer. he was deep in conversation with derek, but as if sensing your gaze, he turned. his eyes widened slightly when he saw you, and a small, appreciative smile played on his lips.

spencer’s figure adorned a deep green suit, complimented with a black shirt and tie, the colour a few shades darker than the dress you were wearing. your eyes flickered away, as you whispered to penelope.

“did you know-“ she cut you off with a small smirk. a breath escaped your lips as you drew closer to the two men, emily and penelope not leaving your sides incase you decided to make a dash for it.

“wow you ladies look incredible.” morgan whistled lowly, penelope and emily as if on que, abandoned your side, linking arms with derek. “i’ll see you later lover boy.” morgan shot back to spencer as he lead the two women away from you.

spencer’s eyebrows furrowed at morgan’s comment, his gaze quickly fixing back on you.

spencer's eyes widened as they fell on you. his jaw dropped slightly, and a rosy hue crept up his neck to his cheeks. he fumbled for words, clearly flustered.

"y-you look... amazing," he finally managed to stammer out, his voice barely above a whisper.

you felt your own cheeks warm at his reaction, your heart fluttering. you took a step closer, your eyes meeting his, and you could see the genuine awe in his gaze.

"thank you, spencer" you replied softly, a shy smile playing on your lips. despite feeling so out of place and out of your comfort zone in the dress, the way spencer looked at you made you feel…confident.

he cleared his throat, trying to regain some composure. "i mean, —you always look nice, but tonight... you look... stunning."

the sincerity in his voice made your heart skip a beat. spencer, usually so composed and articulate, was completely gobsmacked, and it was all because of you.

his gaze shifted to the dress again, now noticing the low cut, how it showed off your back and the scar between your shoulder blades. he felt a surge of warmth rush to his cheeks, his breath practically getting caught in his throat.

"i, uh," he started, his eyes still locked on you, "i didn't expect... i mean, wow." he let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, soft brown locks falling over his face.

"it's just a dress…” you said, though you felt a thrill at his reaction.

"no," he shook his head, his gaze unwavering, "it's not just the dress. it's you. you're... breathtaking— you’ve always been breathtaking.”

his words left you momentarily speechless, the intensity of his gaze making you feel both exhilarated and shy. you took another bold step closer, your hands lightly brushing against his.

"spencer, i.." you began, but the words failed you. instead, you let your eyes speak for you, hoping he could see the effect he had on you.

he took a deep breath, his fingers trembling as they curled around yours. “—you’re- god.. you’ve always been so beautiful- and i should’ve said something earlier— told you sooner..”

your eyes widened as he spoke, the taller man taking a step closer to you, his hand resting at your waist, his fingers brushing against the exposed skin on the backless dress. your breath hitched slightly at his warm grasp.

“i— fuck.” he mumbled out, for once in his life spencer found himself unable to formulate a sentence, to describe how he felt about you. he had longed for you, for months, years even..and now he had the chance to just tell you.

your eyes flickered over his facial expression, the pale pink hue deepened as he brought his gaze back to meet yours. his dark eyes traveled down to your lips once more.

he wanted nothing more than to just kiss you right now, the way the light made your skin glow, how the dress wrapped around your body- the low cut back, it was all too much for him.

spencer leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. it was gentle at first, filled with the unspoken feelings you both had kept hidden for so long.

as the kiss deepened, you felt a surge of warmth and happiness, a feeling of rightness settling over you. his hands moved to your hips, pulling you closer, and you responded by wrapping your arms around his neck, losing yourself in the moment.

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