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I went to the Jonas Brothers concert last night AND WHERE ARE THE JOE JONAS FANFICTION???? I NEED TO READ IT

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I stood still. Hands gripping the umbrella to cover myself up from the rain. I couldn't really mind the harsh cold wind blowing on my face. It was drying the hot tears streaming down my face, they didn't seem to stop at any time soon.

My heart ached, everything ached. I didn't know I could actually feel physical pain upon being hurt emotionally.

His smile forever engraved in my mind. I go to sleep listening to the faint sound of his laughter and voice. I dream of his beautiful eyes, knowing I will never find anything quiete like this ever again.

I love you

I wish I had said it when I had the chance. Please come back to me. I miss you. I love you. You are my everything.

Please come back.

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Hi guys, I know this is terrible, but I am in desperate need of money to pay some debts that I got myself into after being scammed.

I'm writing stories of whatever you'd like, with the characters you ask for and we can discuss the payment.

I also am a graphic designer so I am doing some freelance. I edit pictures, videos, audios and graphic stuff.

Please help me by sharing.

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I feel like Ive been living multiple Taylor Swift`s songs. That has always been my dream, to experience a love so strong that I could relate to her songs. But how did it go to Enchanted to Now That We Don't Talk to Say Don't Go and now it's like I'm stuck in a limbo because we are not in any of those songs anymore.

We fought and now we're talking again and everything was amazing for a while and now it's weird again. I feel like I am loosing you and it hurts so much. We didn't even kiss, but you are definitely the most important love I ever had in my life.

I know somehow it will work out, they all say it, and I can see it too. But it feels like time isn't right at the moment and it hurts so much because all I want is to be with you.

I never told anyone this before but I think I love you. I have never loved anyone romantically before, you unlocked my heart and broke down my walls. For the longest time I thought I was incapable of feeling the things I am feeling right now, but it all changed the moment I met you and you smiled at me.

I miss talking to you every single hour of the day. Why are you taking longer to reply? Who is this new girl I accidentally saw on your phone? Is she just a friend? Is she something more? I wish I could ask you, but then I would be controlling just like your ex and that's exactly the kind of thing you're trying to avoid, and I always tell you that I trust you so why am I not trusting you now? That' s because we are just friends, and sometimes I feel like you hate me. Like right now, I feel like you just want me thousands of miles away from you. I am starting to wonder if maybe I should take a step back. But I am afraid that taking this step back might take you away from me forever.

I have never asked God to help me with love before. I have never sat down in the quiet of my bedroom and talked to God while crying, asking him to help me. But I did it for you, that is how much you mean to me.

Right now I am like that Grease lyrics but now there's nowhere to hide since you pushed my love aside, I'm out of my head, hopelessly devoted to you.

Because I would do anything for you, anything you asked. That's how much I love you because I never would have done any of this for any boy I had ever had a crush on. The minute they did something that I disliked I simply gusted them. Maybe this is my karma for all the hearts I broke before by leading them on and seeing it all as just a fun game to entertain me while I was bored. But you aren't a game to me, to me you are my present and my future. You are the one who lives in my heart. You are the one who has my heart in your hands.

I don't actually know what to do. Maybe I should take a step back and see where it leads us. Maybe I am still stuck in Say Don't Go because I would stay forever if you said stay don't go, because you made Daylight have a meaning to me, I never thought I would not want to look at anything now that I saw you.

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Potato of good luck I think you know what I’ve been trying to manifest

HELP ME PLs

BRING ME LUCK

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I'm going trough heartbreak right now. It had been so long since the last time I allowed myself to fall for someone that I guess I didn't even consider the fact that maybe it could end up with me being a mess.

I hate myself most of the time, even my therapist said that, but with him I started to like myself again. He makes me laugh, and he makes me happy, and he listens to me. But it's all a lie, the moment I told him I had feelings for him it all changed.

He doesn't think I'm his type. He he thinks I'm not pretty enough, and I know it's true. I'm not pretty like other girls, or skinny. I am ugly, I feel ugly, I know I am ugly.

I have been dealing with depression most of the year, and I was finally feeling something other than totally numbness, but now I wish I was numb again so I wouldn't feel the way I feel right now. So I wouldn't feel the pain of knowing that I'm not worth of love. That I probably never will be.

I should probably make peace with the fact that I'll probably end up alone, because I am simply unlovable.

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BEAUTIFUL 😭

Via:

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Batfamily Powerpoint Night!

(mandatory team building)

Links to the full slideshows, updated as I post them!

Part 1: Bruce’s Full Slideshow:

Part 2: Dick’s Full Slideshow:

Part 3: Tim’s Full Slideshow:

Part 4: Jason’s Full Slideshow: 

(they forced him to be there so he’s making it everyone’s problem):

Part 5: Cass’s Full Slideshow:

Part 6: Stephanie’s Full Slideshow:

Part 7: Damian’s Full Slideshow:

Part 8: Duke’s Full Slideshow:

Part 9: Barbara’s Full Slideshow:

Alfred (unexpected addition, mostly about Tim):

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Clark Kent’s birthday canonically being February 29th is hysterical to me. Not because it’s meant to jokingly explain away how Superman is a timeless character, but because it implies Martha and Jonathan Kent found an alien baby in a cornfield, and when pressed to choose a birthday for their new baby, they gave him the most difficult birthday possible.

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Not me reading fanfic about a character on a show I don’t even watch just because I think the actor is hot

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I read The Love Hypotesis and I'm currently wondering the size of the short circuit Adam's brain must've undergone after being randomly kissed by the girl he crushed on for years. Like, he must have seen Olive down the hallway and have had prepared himself for an indifferent crush run in (as you do) and then... Bam. Circuit overload.

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My life will never be the same after finding out about Adam Carlsen. Like how can I live knowing I will never find a man like him?????

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It’s so good to be me, I literally had two glasses of wine and I’m already drunk

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So I'm reading a Draco fanfic on wattpad AND IT IS SO GOOD I JUST HAD TO COME HER TO SAY HOW GOOD IT IS  

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hi luv!! i was wondering if you plan on writing a part 2 to emails i can’t send? totally okay if it’s gonna be a standalone fic but i just really enjoyed it so i thought i’d ask! 🥰🫶🏽

hiiii, your message made me so happy!!! I will definitely consider writing a part 2, just some more inspiration to write something 💙

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pls make a pt 2 of e-mails I can’t send I’m actually so obsessed !!!

hiiii, I'm so glad you liked it! I'm definitely considering writing a part 2!!!

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Emails I can’t send - Spencer Reid x reader

Summary: There's no us in us when I'm lacking trust. Inspired by the song Emails I can't Send by Sabrina Carpenter.

Word count: 2.2k

Paring: Spencer Reid x  fem!Reader

Warnings: slightly AU, no happy ending, cursing, angst

You stared as Spencer smiled upon looking at his ringing phone, but averted your eyes before anyone could catch you looking. It had been like this for a while now and you knew he was talking to a woman because you overheard him the other day whispering her name as he answered the phone.

Maeve.

It was a pretty name, and she probably had a pretty face too.

It made you wonder if the last time you asked him to go on a date and he said he was tired and had a headache was true. If you could  go back in time and I find out what he was doing on October 13th, if he was lying to you or not.

The situation was making it hard to focus on usual tasks at work because you kept wondering if your boyfriend is cheating on you. But you knew you were being foolish, a part of you knew the truth and the other part didn’t want to accept it because it didn’t seem right that someone like him would do something like this to you.

You opened a new e-mail on your computer.

To: spencerreid@gmail.com

Spencer,

I know what you're doing. I don't know for how long it has been going on or what I did wrong for you to seek someone else. I wish you at least had the guts to call it ends with me before getting together with someone else. I thought you were better than this, but maybe it is my own fault for putting you too high on a pedestal, instead of seeing the truth. Maybe what they say is truth, love does blind people.

You stared at what you've written, but you knew you couldn't send it.

It was killing you on the inside, as the days went by and you still couldn't bring yourself to say something to him. Everytime Spencer would look at you and smile, hold your hand while walking, put his arms around you and kissed you, you knew he was thinking about someone else.

You wanted to cuss him out. Yell at him and tell him to never speak to you again. But you were holding onto the crumbs he was feeding you. And it was honestly tiring.

But you knew a conversation was coming and that it was long overdue. So it wasn't really a surprise when he showed up at your apartment in the middle of the night, holding out a bouquet of flowers and a sheepish smile upon his handsome face.

"Spence, did something happen?" You managed to say in between yaws. It was three am, after all.

"I-I couldn't sleep, and I kept thinking about you. So I thought I should come and see you."

You nodded, rubbing your eyes and letting him inside your apartment. You closed the door behind him.

"These are for you." He handed you the flowers.

A fresh bouquet of daisy, your favorite flowers.

"Thank you." You smiled, going to the kitchen to fetch a vase.

He trailed behind you, watching you as you filled the vase with water and placed the flowers inside.

"Where did you find a flower shop open at three in the morning?" You asked, turning around to look at him as you decided where to place the flowers.

"I, uh, went wandering around."

You nodded, walking past him to place them on top of the dinner table.

"Did I forget about some important milestone in our relationship or…?"

"What? No."

You looked at him over your shoulder "Then why the flowers?"

"Can't I just bring flowers to my girlfriend out of love and no other reason?"

You forced a smile, coming up to wrap your arms around him.

"Of course you can. Thank you, I loved them."

Spencer kissed the top of your head, caressing your hair.

You opened your mouth, ready to say something, but he was holding you so tight and he did bring you flowers. You didn't want to ruin the moment, you didn't know how many more you had left. So you closed your mouth and closed your eyes, enjoining his warmth.

You'd have to talk to him eventually, but now wasn't the right time.

That night you spent in his arms, watching as he slept peacefully, but you couldn’t bring yourself to close your eyes, because everytime you did, you kept picturing him with the faceless woman.

When you finally managed to fall asleep, you woke up in what felt like minutes later. Spencer’s side of the bed dipped and you instantly missed his warmth. You pretended to still be asleep as he rummaged through the room and left the bedroom.

You stayed quiet for a while until you hear him whisper hello. You furrowed your brows, is he really talking to her while at your place after spending the night tangled in your body?

You quietly left the bed and crept behind the hallway wall, where you could listen to him talking on the phone while brewing coffee.

“I just wanted to hear your voice before I fully start my day.” He said, and you could tell there was a smile on his face. “And to wish a good morning and an amazing day.”

There was a pause, she was probably talking. You heard him giggle. Giggle. Like a school girl with a crush, he giggled because of someone else. You felt your heart squeeze in your chest.

Deciding enough is enough, you decided to make your presence known by loudly wishing him good morning.

He had his back turned to you when you rounded the corner and place his phone in a hurry inside his sweatpants pocket.

“Good morning, sweetheart.” There was a smile on his face and you wondered how he could lie to you so well. “I just started to brew us coffee.”

“Were you talking to someone?” You asked absently, opening the fridge to get some eggs.

“No.” He lied. “There are only us here.”

There’s no us in us when I’m lacking trust.

“It must have been the neighbors then.”

“They sure know how to make noise.” He laughed.

Spencer started rumbling about the things you two could get done on your day off next wednesday. He was telling you about this new coffee shop that just opened up downtown and how he was excited to take you there. But all you could hear was: She will be there and I want to see her, but since I can’t I am going to take you to see her with me and you won’t know I’m seeing her, but I’m only there because of her.

He kept talking and talking and talking, but all you could think was that he would rather make these plans with her. How he liked her more. How she was better than you.

“I know you’re cheating on me.” You blurted out.

There was a moment of silence. Your back was turned to him while you plated your omelets, so couldn’t see his reaction.

“W-What?” He asked after way too many minutes of silence.

You turned around. Spencer was sitting on your kitchen counter, he used to belong there, but now it didn’t feel like it. His ears were red, which meant his is flustered.

“I know about Maeve.” You simply said.

“I. There is nothing going on between me and Maeve.”

“If there’s nothing going on between you two then why are you hiding her from me?” You questioned. “You know about all fo my friends and I thought I knew about all of yours too.”

He pursed his lips. “You know I don’t have friends aside from you and our coworkers.”

“Well, you’ve got to make up your mind, Spence. If she’s not your friend then what is she? Why do you need to call her to hear her voice first thing in the morning?”

You watched as he visibly gulped.

“She’s just a girl I’ve been talking to.”

“You don’t talk to other people while in a relationship.”

“It’s different. She understands me.”

“And I don’t?” You fired back.

“It’s… different. It’s just different.” He repeated

There was another moment of silence. The fact that he wasn’t trying to explain it further or tell you that you were crazy… He was just looking at you with pure sad eyes. That’s when you knew it was already over.  

“I think we’re done here.” You said, hoping your voice didn’t sound as small as you felt “You should go.”

He stood up.

“What do you mean we’re done?” He asked in an ever smaller voice.

You choked up a laugh.

“It means you and I are done. I hope she makes you happy.”

You started to walk away, but you heard him call out your name. You paused in the hallway, not daring to look at him.

“Close the door on your way out.” Was the last thing you said before retreating to the bedroom.

The days that followed were dull and full of ache. Seeing him everyday was pure torture.

You’d watch as Spencer opened his mouth every time you were close to each other, but on better look at you and he’d look away. You wondered if you were looking as bad as you felt. You were trying your best to not let your emotions cloud your judgment and show off how you were really feeling. You’d already deflected all of the attempted conversation from your coworkers, but you knew they weren’t dumb and had already caught up on what happened. You knew it was only a matter of time before they finally corner you and get you to talk.

“Hotch, good morning, sir.” You knocked on your boss’ office door. He looked up from the computer and motioned for you to come in. “I was wondering if I could take a few days off to visit my family in New York.”

He nodded.

“This doesn’t have anything to do with agent Reid, does it?”

You internally cringed at being called out by your boss.

“No sir.” You cleared your throat. “My uh sister just gave birth and I would like to meet my niece.”

“Of course. Take a few days off, I’ll call you if you're needed.”  

“Thank you.”

To: spencerreid@gmail.com

We were supposed to be aunt and uncle together, yet here I am being an aunt all alone because you decided to throw our relationship away. You suck.

Spending a week in New York was actually what you really needed to try and not focus on your heartbreak. Helping your sister with her newborn was the perfect distraction.

The moment you arrived home without Spencer by your side, your family instantly knew there was something wrong. You’ve been together for a very long time and he was practically part of the family already, every time you visited your parents he would go with you. His presence is known and his absence felt weird.

You told them superficially what happened. Weirdly you didn’t want to ruin his relationship with your family. You simply told them you two broke up because you wanted different things in life at the moment, that wasn’t a complete lie, you wanted him and he wanted someone else - different things.

That week you were at your parent's house, you met a guy. He was nice, one of the nicest people you've ever met. You two were talking all the time, texting and texting, and you kind of felt like a teenager with a crush. But you thought Spencer was a nice guy too.

You kept imagining that he had a wife hidden away somewhere, a family too. He was just lying to you, and you'd be part of a love affair you weren't aware of.

I get nice guys and villainize them

When you returned home after a week away, you were in shock standing in the hallway. Your doorstep was covered in all kinds of flowers, chocolates and literally anything you have ever mentioned to taking a liking to.

You knew who they were from, there was only ever one person who could've ever done something like this. For a moment you let yourself imagine that there was still hope. Maybe you've gotten it all wrong, he did say it was just different with her. You could get over emotional cheating, couldn't you? Well, for him you'd do just about anything.

Tears gathered into your eyes. Spencer could still be yours. Maybe you should give him a chance to explain it all to him.

Your phone rang inside your purse. You answered with a smile on your face.

"Hey, Spencer."

He said your name so heartbrokenly, he was suffering just like you. He missed you as well.

"I need your help. It's Maeve, she's in danger. I… I can't lose her."

And just like that your little bubble of hope was shattered into a million pieces, just like your heart.

To: spencerreid@gmail.com

Spencer, I love you but you’re such a dipshit.