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thinking about accidentally bleeding through your pants when you’re cuddling with conrad when you’re on your period and you’re so embarrassed but he doesn’t even blink an eye. i feel like he’d just hand you a pair of his sweatpants and one of his sweaters, and he just kisses your forehead and reassures you that it’s okay. and you’re just beating yourself up about it and he short circuits and he’s just like why on earth would i be upset with you?? you have no control over it?? please take my clothes and come back so i can hold you again??

i feel like he’d even throw your stained clothes in the wash for you <3

he’s such a sweet boyfriend i want him so bad <3

no bc he would totally be the sweetest, like he would not give a single fuck.

“here, have these.” he would hand you the sweats. "go wash up, and i’ll change the sheets. do you want a shower, or do you just wanna lie back down," he asks, looking up at you. he abandons his tasks of tearing the sheets off and asks over to you. wrapping his arms around you, he mumbles, "you can't control it, babe. don't sweat it, go get changed, and then come back to bed."

like he would be SO confused as to why you're upset about it, but he comforts you anyway.

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Sub!Spencer Headcanons

Content Warnings: (18+, minors DNI) Sub!Spencer, Dom!Reader, mentions nicknames, praise kink, punishment, begging, edging/orgasm control, mild degradation

You noticed early on how much effect it had on Spencer when you'd take over control and playfully call him good boy in the bedroom. When he finally opens up about his desires, you make sure that he feels safe enough to tell you about everything he yearns for.

He wants nothing more than to be able to stop thinking and just be there to please you. More than once has he fallen down to his knees to practically beg you to let him forget everything but you.

He is very good at listening and following your demands. You reward him with endless praise, telling him how amazing he does and how pretty he looks with his widened eyes and his cheeks all rosy.

He loves when you take control over his pleasure, edging him for what feels like hours until he begs you to allow him to finish. In those moment when he seems so pitiful and pathetic and all his moans have turned into whimpers and sobs, you truly know how much Spencer trusts you to always take care of him.

He loves to be good for you, to do everything you ask him to. The only thing his struggles with is patience, he's always a little bit too eager (or desperate). But he knows that you'd only ever punish him in ways that are very pleasurable for the both of you.

When you have him at the point where any coherent thought has long left his brain, you like to tease him about it. It amazes you how it only takes a few moments to turn him from a boy wonder to your personal good boy.

After making him fall apart all night you love nothing more but to carefully put him back together again. You like to hold him inside your arms, his head on your chest, while you whisper sweet nothings into his soft curls. In those moments he craves your touch more than anything else in the world.

Even when he's all spent and exhausted his will to please doesn't stop, so he doesn't question it when you tell him to have a glass of water and some snacks or to get into the shower with you.

He can also be stubborn at times, insisting that it's his job to provide aftercare, too. So more often than not you end up taking care of one another, making each other feel loved and safe.

Thank you for reading! If you are you looking for more Sub!Spencer content check out my stories Debut, Lipstick Stains and Teaching & Teasing

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[conniesanchor]

i hate people who defend jeremiah cheating on belly and literally proposing to make up for it.. like?????

[conniesanchor]

conrad fisher who carries the weight of the world so no one else has to. conrad fisher who gets blamed for everything going south. conrad fisher who hides what he goes through from the people who love him. conrad fisher, whose best friend was his mom. conrad fisher who cares about everyone even though he has a hard time showing it. conrad fisher who quit football to be there for his mom. conrad fisher who let's his brother be happy, even if it means he can't be.

conrad fisher, the most selfless man alive.

[conniesanchor]

let's get one thing straight—

THIS

is not remus lupin.

THIS

is remus lupin.

see the difference, or am i being delusional

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002. you're my achilles heel.

as the days passed, you found yourself falling into a comfortable routine with peter. the initial awkwardness from your recent reconciliation had melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of closeness and understanding between you. you spent time together studying, exploring the city, and simply enjoying each other's company.

two days later, you found yourself sitting across from peter at your favorite café, sipping on steaming mugs of coffee. the gentle chatter of other patrons filled the air, creating a cozy ambiance around you.

peter looked at you with a warm smile, his eyes sparkling behind his glasses. "i'm really glad we worked things out," he said softly, reaching across the table to take your hand in his.

you squeezed his hand affectionately, returning his smile. "me too, peter. i've missed spending time with you."

a contented silence settled between you as you savored the moment, grateful for the chance to rebuild your friendship into something even stronger.

after finishing your coffee, peter suggested taking a stroll through the nearby park. you agreed, relishing the idea of spending more time outdoors with him. as you walked side by side, the crisp autumn air filled your lungs, invigorating you.

the park was alive with the vibrant colors of fall, and you couldn't help but admire the beauty surrounding you. peter pointed out various landmarks and shared stories from his childhood, each one offering a glimpse into his life outside of the mask.

as you continued to walk, you found yourself opening up to peter in ways you hadn't before. tge ease with which you shared your thoughts and feelings surprised you, but peter listened attentively, offering comfort and support whenever needed.

eventually, you found yourselves at a secluded spot by a tranquil pond. the sound of the water gently lapping against the shore added to the peaceful atmosphere, and you both sat down on a nearby bench, enjoying the serenity of the moment.

peter turned to you, his expression soft. "can i tell you a secret?" he asked sincerely. you nodded quickly and he continued, “i used to always come to this park when i was little. i didn't have a lot of friends so i would come here and find something to do.”

you smiled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “can i tell you a secret?” you asked in return, this time he nodded and you started again, “i’ve always had a thing for awkward guys. no wonder i kept you around.”

peter chuckled and looked down at you.

as the afternoon wore on, you lost track of time, engrossed in each other's company. eventually, the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the park. reluctantly, you both stood up, realizing it was time to head home.

walking back to the café where you had started, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. despite the challenges you had faced in the past, you were grateful for the bond you shared with peter and looked forward to whatever the future held for the two of you.

as you walked back to the café, peter insisted on walking you home, citing the need to ensure your safety, even though you protested that you lived just a few blocks away. he was adamant, though, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter of warmth in your chest at his protectiveness.

the streets were quiet as you made your way through the familiar neighborhood, the occasional streetlamp casting a soft glow over the pavement. you fell into an easy conversation with peter, the warmth of his presence comforting you as you walked side by side.

as you rounded the corner onto your street, a sudden chill ran down your spine, causing you to shiver involuntarily. you glanced around, feeling a sense of unease settle over you, but you couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched.

peter must have noticed your discomfort because he immediately stepped closer to you, his expression becoming more alert. "are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

you nodded, trying to push aside your irrational fears. "yeah, i'm fine. it's just... i don't know, i feel like someone's watching us."

peter's grip on your hand tightened slightly, and he scanned the dimly lit street, his senses on high alert. "stay close to me," he murmured, his voice low but firm.

you nodded, instinctively moving closer to him as you continued down the street. every shadow seemed to hold a potential threat, and you couldn't shake the feeling of dread that gnawed at your insides.

suddenly, a figure stepped out from the darkness, blocking your path. your heart leaped into your throat as you recognized the menacing silhouette of a known villain, his eyes gleaming with malice as he stared at peter.

"well, well, well... if it isn't our friendly neighborhood spider-man," the villain sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "and who's this? your little sidekick?"

peter tensed beside you, his jaw clenched as he assessed the situation. "what do you want, vulture?" he growled, his voice low but steady.

the villain, known as vulture, chuckled darkly, taking a step closer to you. "oh, i think you know what i want, spider-man. i want to see you suffer, just like you've made me suffer."

you could feel the tension crackling in the air as peter squared his shoulders, readying himself for a confrontation. despite the fear coursing through your veins, you knew that you had to stand by his side, whatever may come.

as vulture advanced menacingly, you felt a surge of fear course through you, but you stood your ground, refusing to show any signs of weakness. peter, on the other hand, remained resolute, his stance steady as he prepared to defend you.

"let her go, vulture," peter's voice was firm, laced with determination. "this doesn't have to end in violence."

vulture's laughter echoed through the empty street, sending shivers down your spine. "oh, but it does, spider-man. it always does." with a sudden swoop, he lunged forward, his talon-like claws extended towards you.

instinctively, you stepped back, but vulture was too quick, grabbing you by the arm and pulling you towards him. you struggled against his grip, but his strength was overpowering, and you found yourself unable to break free.

"peter!" you cried out, desperation creeping into your voice as you reached out towards him, hoping against hope that he would find a way to save you.

peter's expression hardened as he watched vulture drag you away, a flicker of fear crossing his features before being replaced by determination. without hesitation, he sprang into action, launching himself at vulture with a speed and agility that left you breathless.

the two figures clashed in a flurry of movement, their blows raining down on each other with brutal force. you could only watch helplessly as the battle unfolded before you, your heart pounding in your chest with each passing moment.

but despite peter's valiant efforts, vulture proved to be a formidable opponent, his sheer strength and cunning tactics giving him the upper hand. with a final, devastating blow, he knocked peter to the ground, leaving him stunned and vulnerable.

with a triumphant smirk, vulture turned his attention back to you, a sinister gleam in his eyes. "now, my dear, let's see how spider-man likes it when his precious little sidekick is in danger."

you trembled as vulture dragged you away, your mind racing with fear and uncertainty. but even in the midst of danger, you couldn't shake the unwavering faith that peter would come for you, no matter the cost.

peter's heart raced as he watched vulture drag you away, a sense of desperation flooding his mind. ignoring the pain coursing through his body from the vicious blows he had received, he pushed himself to his feet and sprinted after you, his senses heightened with determination.

with every step, peter's mind raced, searching for a plan to rescue you from vulture's clutches. as he chased after the villain, his thoughts were consumed by the fear of losing you, driving him to push past his physical limits in a desperate bid to save you.

finally, after what felt like an eternity, peter caught up to vulture, who was dragging you further into the darkness of the night. with a fierce determination burning in his eyes, peter launched himself at the villain, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks in a flurry of movement.

vulture fought back with equal ferocity, his claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. but peter refused to back down, his resolve unwavering as he fought tooth and nail to free you from vulture's grip.

amidst the chaos of the battle, peter's mind remained focused on one thing: getting you back to safety. with a burst of speed, he managed to knock vulture off balance, giving him the opportunity to grab hold of you and pull you away from the villain's grasp.

but as peter reached for you, his heart sank as he realized that you were unconscious, your limp form hanging in his arms. panic surged through him, but he pushed it aside, knowing that he needed to act fast to ensure your safety.

with a sense of urgency, peter carried you in his arms, racing through the darkened streets towards the nearest hospital. every step felt like an eternity as he prayed for your well-being, his mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions.

finally, he reached the hospital doors, bursting through them with a sense of urgency. nurses and doctors rushed to his side, their eyes widening in shock at the sight of you in his arms.

without hesitation, peter explained what had happened, pleading for them to help you. time seemed to stand still as he watched anxiously, his heart pounding in his chest with each passing moment.

after what felt like an eternity, the medical team sprang into action, rushing you into the emergency room for treatment. peter stood outside, his fists clenched in frustration as he waited for any news of your condition.

hours passed in agonizing silence, each minute feeling like an eternity as peter paced back and forth, his mind consumed by worry. but finally, a doctor emerged from the er, his expression grave yet hopeful.

with bated breath, peter listened as the doctor explained that you were in stable condition, thanks to his timely intervention. relief washed over him, but his heart still ached with concern for you.

as you were admitted for further treatment, peter remained by your side, his eyes never leaving your unconscious form. despite the dangers you had faced, he vowed to stay with you, determined to ensure your recovery no matter what it took.

after what felt like an eternity of waiting, the doctor finally emerged from the emergency room, his expression a mix of relief and concern. peter's heart leaped into his throat as he anxiously awaited the news about your condition.

the doctor approached him with a solemn yet reassuring look. "spider-man, i'm pleased to inform you that your friend is going to be alright. she's stable now, thanks to the prompt medical attention she received."

a wave of relief washed over peter as he heard those words. his shoulders sagged with the weight of the tension that had been building up inside him. "thank you, doctor," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "can i see her?"

the doctor nodded, offering peter a gentle smile. "of course. she's still unconscious, but you can sit with her until she wakes up. we'll keep monitoring her closely."

peter followed the doctor back into the hospital room where you lay, still and peaceful on the bed. he pulled up a chair beside you, his eyes never leaving your face as he watched over you with unwavering concern.

hours passed as peter sat vigil by your bedside, his mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions. relief, gratitude, and worry mingled together, creating a tumultuous storm within him. but above all, there was an overwhelming sense of love and determination driving him to stay by your side no matter what.

finally, as dawn began to break through the windows of the hospital room, you stirred from your unconscious state. peter's heart skipped a beat as he watched you slowly open your eyes, blinking away the haze of sleep.

"hey," he whispered softly, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face. "you're awake."

you blinked up at him, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "hey," you murmured back, your voice hoarse from the ordeal. "what happened?"

peter's expression softened as he explained everything that had transpired since vulture had ambushed you both on the street. he recounted how he had fought tooth and nail to rescue you, and how he had brought you to the hospital to ensure you received the care you needed.

tears welled up in your eyes as you listened to his account, overwhelmed by the depth of his love and dedication to you. "thank you, peter," you whispered, reaching out to grasp his hand tightly. "i don't know what i would do without you."

peter's heart swelled with emotion at your words, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "you'll never have to find out," he vowed, squeezing your hand reassuringly. "i'll always be here for you, no matter what."

as the sun rose higher in the sky, casting its warm glow over the hospital room, peter helped you to sit up and get ready to leave. despite your protests that you could manage on your own, he insisted on accompanying you home, adamant about ensuring your safety every step of the way.

together, you walked out of the hospital, leaning on each other for support as you made your way back to your apartment. the streets were alive with the hustle and bustle of the city coming to life, but in that moment, all that mattered was the bond between you and peter, stronger than ever before.

as you reached your doorstep, peter turned to you with a tender smile, his eyes filled with love and concern. "take care of yourself, okay?" he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

you nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude and warmth wash over you. "i will," you promised, reaching out to give his hand a reassuring squeeze. "and thank you, peter. for everything."

with one last lingering glance, peter watched as you disappeared into your apartment, a sense of peace settling over him knowing that you were safe and sound. and as he made his way back into the city, he knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, he would always be there to protect you, his beloved friend and confidante.

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the cm writers not making hotch a girl dad was criminal.

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something about matthew perry’s passing just doesn’t feel right.

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im having THE WORST period cramps rn. please send soft!connie period comfort thoughts i need him.

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do yall remember quiz up

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guys i have a really big confession and i need you all to not hate me for it....

i hate emily prentiss.

there i said it.