#would solve all my problems

[causenessus]

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YOUR REACTION PICTURE IS WHAT I LOOK LIKE ON A DAILY BASIS </33333 thank you so so much again mai!!! it was so sweet and i lowkey zoned out while driving earlier today and thought about the fic again and was sad not bc of my life (for once) but bc i wish suna was with me rn ��😞😞 thank you so much again though!!! it meant so much to me that you wrote something for me and i cannot thank you enough for it <3 it was so comforting and i love you so much!! please let me know if i can ever write anything for you <3

[doctor-mccoys-sanity]

the urge to “ur mum” bitter middle aged men

[lovelyghst]

simon riley loves letting you play with him. he adores when you push him around, and while he doesn’t think he could ever allow himself to fully lose his guard, he merely goes dumb when you have him.

when you hold his face in both of your gentle hands, soft against his scars and stubble as you look at him with nothing but benevolence.

pinching his cheeks between your fingers to get him to open his mouth, jaw falling slack to welcome your other ring and middle fingers against his tongue, knuckles nestled between his pink lips.

he keeps his eyes on yours, somewhere far in the back of his mind wondering what exactly made him like this—how the big, bad ghost had wound up on his knees for a pretty girl such as yourself, half his stature and with not an ounce of meanness in your bones—before his brows are pinching and he’s groaning lowly around your digits as you apply more pressure down onto his rough tongue.

[desttonight]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In the world of heavy metals, love is denser than hate!

[muffinrag]

need a self-help book on how to stop being a codependent people pleaser and $40k

[moderndaypandora]

i recognize that simon and edwin meeting and parting in hell is narratively very good and provides closure for all. but imagine if simon had agreed to try and escape with edwin. and charles doesn't have time to really question it, because anybody who likes edwin is aces in his book and it's hell, they need to leave. (edwin, out of courtesy to their third companion, puts his plan to confess on hold until they've escaped.)

suddenly the edwin harem of "supernatural boys who all hate each other but are attracted to that negative rizz" gains another member, and at some point edwin is going to have to mention that simon was the boy who sacrificed him to hell.

the chaos. crystal's bitchy commentary. charles going from friendly smiling to clutching his cricket bat. niko's whispering "200k slow burn schoolboy rivals to lovers" with heart eyes. it'd be chef's kiss good. edwin fleeing to his books and praying that nobody, but especially not the cat king, finds him because there has been SO MUCH emotion already. hysterical.

[moondarina]

they are a set DO NOT SEPARATE!!

[strawberrysands]

Spencer Reid x reader: caught

Spencer Reid x reader

Word count: 900, short but sweet

Warnings: talk of sexy times, a little bit of kissy kissy, Hotch being a proud but stern dad ok ok that’s it I think

Summary: You and Spencer have been keeping your relationship secret, and getting caught leads to an…interesting conversation.

You groaned and put the pen down on the case file in front of you. You and Spencer found yourselves alone in the conference room and you had been cranky all morning. The reason for that was simple: Spencer had gotten up before you, to arrive at the office at a different time, so you hadn’t gotten a good morning kiss from him.

Spencer didn’t look up from his work, but asked: “Are you okay?”

You huffed. “No, I am not.”

This made Spencer look up from his work with a frown. The concerned look in his eyes made your heart melt instantly. “What’s wrong?”

You pouted. “You didn’t give me a kiss this morning.”

Spencer’s expression softened. He looked at you with a mixture of adoration and amusement. “Aww, is someone cranky because she didn’t get a kiss?”

You playfully glare at him. “Shut up.”

Spencer shook his head with a smile. “I’ll make it up to you.” He promised, and your stomach did a flip.

However, that did little to ease your current grumpiness. “I just- really, really, want to kiss you right now.” You admitted.

Spencer’s eyes darted around the room, and even though they were alone, anyone could come in at any given time. “Here?”

You pouted once more. “Please?” You asked and gave him your best puppy eyes.

Spencer sighed and the hint of a smile formed on his face; he knew he couldn’t say no to you. He stood up and made his way over to you. “Alright.  Now come here.”

You happily got up and circled your arms around his neck. With that smile still on your face, you pressed your lips against his.

Spencer chuckled softly against your mouth and moved his hands to your waist to hold you closer. You let yourself get lost in the kiss, moving your lips leisurely against his, and opening your mouth so his tongue could-

Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching. Quickly, you and Spencer jumped apart to put a socially acceptable distance between the two of you. You quickly sat back down and put a file in front of your face, to hide it from whoever was approaching. Spencer did the same, only just managing to sit back down when the person came in.

It was Hotch. He looked between the two of you suspiciously, one eyebrow raised. “Did I interrupt something?”

You cleared your throat and held the file up a little higher, completely blocking Hotch from your view.

“No.” You and Spencer quickly said in unison, your voice a little higher than it normally was.

“You know,” he started, “you haven’t exactly been subtle the past three years.”

Spencer’s face flushed. “I- what- do you mean by that?” he asked innocently.

Hotch gave him a ‘are you serious’ look and continued. “The glances, the smiles, the touches. I’ve known since day one.”  He looked between the two of you once more.

“Besides, hotel walls on cases aren’t exactly- thin.”

You felt mortified when he said that. You wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole. You slowly lowered the file and looked at Hotch sheepishly. “I- uh-” You stammered.

Hotch gave the both of you a stern look. “Do I need to have the talk with you?”

Both yours and Spencer’s eyes widened. Spencer shook his head quickly. “No, sir, we know perfectly well how to- uhm-”

It was only then that Hotch’s face turned into a small smile. “Oh, trust me, I know that you know.”

You groaned and buried your head in your hands. “Please- let’s- stop talking about this.”

Hotch steered his expression back into a neutral one as he continued. “You know, I got an email from a hotel in Florida after a case, with the costs, and the damages.”

Now it was Spencer’s time to look mortified. You and Spencer had been busy doing- activities- which resulted in a broken bed.

“I- sir- the bed was already- unstable-” Spencer tried.

Hotch raised his eyebrows. “You chucked the broken pieces out the window?”

Spencer’s face flushed crimson, and you cringed in your seat. “I- we didn’t have many other options- let’s just forget about Florida. Please?” You pleaded, looking at Hotch with a desperate expression.

Hotch smirked. Actually smirked. “It’s good blackmailing material.”

Your mouth dropped open, you hadn’t expected the stoic, stern Hotch to ever say something like that.  

But Hotch wasn’t done. A small smile formed on his lips. “Besides, you two look like flustered teenagers. It’s hard not to tease you about it.”

Spencer hid his face in the file before him, no doubt beet-red right now.

Hotch’s face softened. “I’m happy for you.”

 Then, his face returned to the stern, stoic one. “Just- maybe, don’t indulge in certain activities when we’re out on a case. And” he paused, “I’m not ever forgetting Florida.”

“How about we don’t use mine and Spencer’s sex life for entertainment?” You pleaded. Unbeknownst to you, the rest of the team had been making their way to the conference room as well. Suddenly, you heard Mogan’s voice, and you could just tell there would be a smirk on his face if you turned around.

“Yours and Reid’s what now?”

[hydrachea]

Explorers of Sky is a good game.

[blairespandora]

First Kiss - Daryl Dixon Imagine

Imagine Daryl’s breath hitching a little as soon as he placed his hand against your cheek gently moving his fingers along, like it was made of glass.

“God...”

He whispered while beginning to move closer to you barely pressing his lips against yours. Soon as your lips meet his you feel his body melt against yours gently wrapping his arms around your hips pulling you closer to him. A soft moan escapes from your lips and he lets his tongue glide across your bottom lip slowly slipping inside to explore the inside of your mouth. Taking his time to taste you and gently explore making sure you are completely taken by him.

As the kiss deepened, he began to guide your body backwards until you felt the harsh bark of a tree against your back, not a second later his body hovered right over yours gently keeping you in place with his hips as he continued to explore your mouth. His tongue twirling with yours occasionally sucking on your lips and every so often he’d bite down. His hands would be softly moving through your hair, his fingers pressing slightly on the nape of your neck, moving gently.

His kisses became slower, softer. After a few more moments of making out, his arms snaked around your body, his hands gripping onto you, holding you close as he broke the kiss and gently pressed his forehead against yours both of you looking directly at each other panting. In that moment, he let his guard down completely and allowed himself to be vulnerable with you. Softly whispering

“Damn you…”

“Ya’ makein’ me so damn weak, doll.”

Daryl managed to say once you both were able to breathe properly again before burying his face in the crook of your neck. His rough beard tickling you slightly, making you shiver as his hands moved down to your hips pulling your body closer to him. The feeling of just how vulnerable he was being with you made everything in the moment feel right.

A/N: I just want to hold him tight and protect him from everything in that goddamn world ;;;;

[pucksandpower]

Ferrari giving Charles a competitive car (soon … hopefully) is going to hit like crack when we finally get him going wheel-to-wheel with Max again

[jacquelying]

more mt everest 1990 wips <3 team work makes the dream work

[napping-sapphic]

Maybe i do think wrapping someone i love up in a blanket and holding them for hours would fix me it’s whatever though mind your own business

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Battle sprites and extra content from my Dungeon Meshi RPG battle post!

[xoxochb]

maybe I do need therapy or maybe I just need to be at camp half-blood