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oneawkwardwriter · 1 day
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spencer reid - meddle about
thats all <3
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Meddle About
pairing: Spencer Reid x Hotchner!fem!reader warnings/tags: canon divergent ages (just pretend spencer is old enough to be about a decade younger than hotch, alright? We aren't doing any age gaps here), explicit? like smut-ish, alluding to smth steamy (idfk I'm not good at shit like this, alright?), cursing, pov change after the special divider summary: Hotch's younger cousin comes to visit, only not just for him a/n: first of all, absolutely love that song. Second of all, I have to admit that my motivation was very lacking while writing this and it feels like a total flop, but here you go, hope you like it wc: 0.6k
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You were seated in the lobby of the BAU, reading a book as you waited on Aaron to pick you up.
Despite the age gap of nearly a decade between the two of you, you had managed to maintain one of those rare bonds ever since you were young. Now that you had moved to DC for work, having this connection had come in useful.
The door opens, but when you look up from your book, Derek and Spencer walk out instead.
"Oh hi, guys," You say as you stand up and walk over to them, your gaze staying on Spencer for a little longer than needed.
"Hey Y/n, it's been a while since you were here," Derek remarks as he pulls you into a hug.
"Yeah, I know," You respond, stepping out of his embrace after a few moments. "How have you guys been, aside from all the catching bad guys?"
"Oh, you know, been doing just fine," Spencer answers, his eyes not leaving yours for a second. "So, what brings you back in town?"
"Got a job not that far from here," You say, "And until I can find a place of my own, Aaron kindly offered to let me stay with him."
At that moment, Aaron walked through the door. "Ah, you're already here. Ready to go?"
As you nod, Derek quips, "You know, if you ever need to get away from your cousin, you know who can call."
"Yeah, Penelope," You quip back, flashing him a smirk before walking off with Aaron. You look back once more, shooting Spencer a glance just for him to understand, then turn back again.
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As you look back once more, Spencer can read the message in your gaze.
Meet me at midnight.
You were rarely in DC, and when you were, you were his. Spencer rarely got possessive, but ever since one faithful night a few years ago, it was safe to say he had become besotted with you.
Every time you were in town, the two of you had met up late at night, spending your time with solely each other for as long as you could. There were times where either one of you had wanted to come forward and just tell the others, but you came to the same conclusion every time:
It would only make things more difficult.
Yet when midnight rolls around, Spencer sits in his car with the headlights off, softly smiling when he sees you sneak out of the house.
"Hey-" is all you manage to get out before your words get muffled by the feeling of his lips against yours. As if by instinct, your hands move up into his hair as they softly thread through the strands.
Breaking away for air, Spencer looks at you as if you're the only thing on his mind. "Don't you ever stay away that long again," He whispers breathlessly against your lips.
"I take it you missed me then?" You respond teasingly, unable to repress a light smirk from forming on your lips.
Spencer lightly groans, pulling you in for another kiss, this time a little deeper. "You've already got me down on my knees," He says, his breath still heavy, "No need to be such a fucking tease."
As if to give you a taste of your own medicine, he pulls away and starts driving. Although he keeps his eyes on the road and doesn't exchange a word, his fingers draw slow circles on your thigh.
When he can feel you looking at him, he simply smirks. "Save it for when we get back to my house."
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sugarcoated-lame · 3 days
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*no sounds just silent screams*
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i like to think you tag these things then giggle knowing i’m gonna see them 🤭💗
*this contains smut, 18+ minors dni 🧡
@sebsxphia seb 💗💗💗 hello, my love! this has been sitting in my inbox for way too long, i am the worst i’m sorry for answering it so late 😭😭
but ok i’m not gonna lie… you’re so right, i literally do giggle sometimes when i reblog these things from you knowing that you’re gonna see my tags LMAO 😂🤭❤️
so that being said haha, forced eye contact with Joel…. yeah 🫠
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I definitely think that soft dom Joel looooves gentle forced eye contact. Loves when you go all shy on him, your head tilting back, eyes drifting up toward the ceiling as he kneels at the edge of the bed between your parted thighs.
Strong, rough hands caressing your outer thighs as his plush lips trail sweet kisses and little love bites all along your soft skin, inching closer and closer to your core.
He soothes one of the bites with his tongue before murmuring into your skin, “What do you want, baby?”
“You-your tongue. And your fingers... please.” You just manage to squeak out between shallow, shaky breaths, already losing yourself in the feeling of his gentle touch so close to where you need him most.
Joel plants a kiss on your mound through the thin, lacy fabric of your underwear, his dark chocolatey gaze lifting to watch your expression as you shudder under his touch.
Only, he doesn’t catch your gaze when when he looks up from between your legs, finding your eyes closed and chin pointed slightly towards the ceiling — and Joel won’t have that.
Leaving its perch on your thigh, one of Joel’s big hands lifts to grab your chin. Making no attempt to move your head, but just cupping your face lightly, rough fingers lightly pressing into your skin.
"I won't do anything until you look at me, darlin’. Wanna see your pretty eyes when you tell me what you want."
The stern tone of his raspy voice has your eyes shooting open immediately, thighs clenching around his broad shoulders where he sits between them, a whimper leaving you at his commanding tone.
lashes fluttering as you tilt your head to look down to where Joel rests his head on your thigh, a bashful smile curves up on your lips when you find his steely gaze boring into you expectantly.
Leaning your head down just a bit further to drop a sweet kiss to the hand that still gently grips your chin.
“Sorry, daddy.”
And only once he knows your eyes are on him does Joel ravish you. Long, thick fingers of one hand pushing your pretty little panties to the side and pushing knuckle deep into you cunt, the other hand still gripping your chin as you moan out above him.
“Good girl. Just keep your eyes on me.” Joel commands from those pretty lips of his just before they wrap around your clit.
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anyway, I need to go lie down for like 3-5 business days bc my brain is going brrrrr 😵‍💫🫠 thank you so much for sending this my dear, so sorry again for letting this sit in my inbox forever haha 😭 I hope you enjoy and ilysm!! 🥰🧡💗🧡💗
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monstersmashorpass · 3 days
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SMASH OR PASS: Tayzzyronth the Propagation, Honkai Star Rail
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Propaganda from Submitter: An Aeon (akin to god like greek mythos) that accumulated power just so they would never be lonely. If you don't know HSR I dare you to guess what their power is in the tags, then go and come back to cross check how wrong your answer was.If you think your blorbo is depressed, they're an inch of a 15cm ruler compared to this bugaboo. Here's my darling fucked up dearest that everyone and their dog's mother fears <3:
Please reblog for greater sample size, as per usual!
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sellenite · 6 hours
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just a little question that came to me and I wanted to ask the dash:
if you were an animal, what animal do you think you would be?
this can be based on both what you would want to be and/or whatever animal you feel like fits you the best, personality/vibe-wise <3
please feel free to reblog or tag people if you feel like answering!
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charlesoberonn · 1 year
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“We’re Not So Different, You And I” - Part 59
(check out the other parts here)
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What do these four have in common?
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labyrynth · 1 year
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in the spirit of pettiness statistics, i wanted to make my own version of that biased poll from the other day so that we can have OUR OWN completely inconclusive results!
Please consider reblogging, since lots of people don’t check main/character tags!
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slowtides · 4 months
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Poets and political philosophers alike (such as Richard Siken and Karl Marx) have posited that romantic love must be mutual to be love, and that unrequited love or love that is not returned, is not love but something else. Siken claims it is desire, and Marx calls it an impotent misfortune. Others have weighed in as well with varied and conflicting perspectives, from bell hooks to Erich Fromm. But what does tumblr think?
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a-side-character · 6 months
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This is about the tag you're scrolling, I promise
so I had the idea to make a post that read something like,
"Imperial Radch makes me want tea the way Gilmore Girls makes me want coffee."
Niche, right?
Then I had the idea to incorporate Justin McElroy's quote "I would bury a bowie knife in any of your chests to eat French Onion soup this exact second."
So I am now VERY interested in the overlap between these three things. I thought it might be too niche, but this is the too niche website.
To clarify, you're familiar with it even if you've only seen a few eps of GG, only listened to a bit of Taz Balance, only read a bit of Ancillary Justice, etc. Even count a fandom by proxy if you happen to know a lot about one of them without directly engaging with it (enough to know what the post is referring to).
Awaiting these results with baited breath.
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peninkwrites · 1 month
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(putting my very long, very personal ramble under a readmore so folks can avoid it) (this won't include any of my plans for going forward or for my writing but I'm not going anywhere so don't worry about that. love to you all.)
A little disclaimer: If you have zero context for what I'm talking about, apologies for not explaining in depth, but this post won't be relevant to you otherwise. All you really need to know is that it seems that Wilbur Soot is an abuser, and Shubble came forward and talked about it recently. He was not named, but from what she shared, I believe that was who she was talking about. I don't say this to speculate, and if you disagree, I'm not here to argue over it, but it's enough for me personally to not to want to support him indefinitely, save for Shubble explicitly saying she wasn't talking about him.
Additionally, these thoughts are some incredibly personal and self-centered rambling. It does not reflect where my priorities lie, with supporting Shelby for coming forward above all else, but other people have said that much better than I have, and this post is really just a place for me to vent some of my feelings.
I prided myself on not falling prey to “parasocial relationships.” I didn’t get invested in the personal lives of content creators, only in their creative works. I thought this protected me somehow. I knew next to nothing about Wilbur Soot’s personal life, but I admired him deeply as a writer and empathized with him as an artist. I projected so heavily onto his character and did so for over three years. When I waited for his final dsmp stream, I felt panicked. Like my survival hinged on how he ended this story, and then he ended it in a way I could live with, and I thought I could go on loving this story and these characters for what they had been, no matter how messy the rest of the endings to follow were. His character was mine in so many ways. He had some of my problems and I gave him some of my own. I used him to process quite a bit. And now that part of myself is irrevocably tainted.
When the stuff came out about Dream, I was upset, but not betrayed. I never followed the creator and he existed only as a character to me. All I grieved then was the community his actions destroyed and most importantly the people he hurt. I planned to continue writing for the DSMP, even as I refused to follow any content involving him. It felt like a pause, not a full stop, while I ensured what I was doing did not show him any support. I also gave that character no pity and therefore the man behind him no pity, I had no personal investment in his character.
Now my response is visceral and bitter and I don’t know how to go on writing, because this character meant the world to me. I don’t know how to write about a character I truly love and see myself in, knowing the person who also loved and saw himself in that character, who created that character, has done horrible things. I don’t know how to write any of these other characters I have loved and cared for for over 3 years because he has poisoned them. All of it turns my stomach now and I feel so betrayed. The thought of his character is tainted because it’s connected to his voice and his face. I cannot separate the art from the artist both because it was the inclusion of the authorship within the story which affected me so strongly, and because there are things within the text that I look back on now and can only see that this person was always this way. I couldn’t sleep last night. I kept thinking of c!Wilbur’s line when he found out about exile, “he didn’t actually hit you though“ and his horror when c!Tommy responded that he had, that for some reason that was the turning point. The implication that it was only crossing that line, that particular type of violence, which made something wrong. Fucking disgusting.
I’ve tried to find another story before now. For the last few years, honestly, I’ve looked for something to latch onto the way I have with this one, but nothing feels the way this did. I know I’ve been clinging to something gone or at least mostly gone, both the community and the story, but I haven’t known how to let go when nothing makes me feel the same way, even when the feeling has faded and changed so much with time. This was never supposed to go on this long. Honestly, the reason I started posting mcyt stuff to my sideblog instead of my main was because I assumed I would get over it in a few weeks, delete the posts, and move on. Three years. 40 works. Over a million words. Just. Fuck.
I loved these characters so much and I’ve wrapped up my writing in them for so long it’s hard to separate the two. At this point, it feels like these characters are what allow me to write, separate from the main story, but a place where I could work things out for myself as a person and try new things as a writer. And I’ve tried so hard to feel the same way about the QSMP, but maybe it’s because we’re out of lockdown so I don't have time to watch much, or I’ve just changed more than I’ve thought, but I haven't gotten attached the way I did even when I look at the stories being built there and can see the heart in them, the storytelling, the care, just as much as the DSMP if not more. There’s no good reason for it, it just hasn’t locked into place the way this story had, having been the perfect storm of circumstances. The DSMP came to me during one of the worst years of my life, and I have loved it so much I miss that time even with all the bad it carried too.
And now this thing I have been holding onto can only make me angry, hit me with grief and disgust. Fuck, the only plan I’ve had for an original novel in years is a loose adaptation of TDDD. My senior thesis was largely a novella about two siblings with a complicated relationship, the older fatalistic, the younger brave to the point of ignorance. So even that original project has poison in it now. All of it, all of my fucking work, all of my growth as a writer, all of my writing for over three fucking years has poison in it.
I’ve felt lost as a writer for a long time and the only thing keeping me anchored was these characters. And I don’t know how to cut them away from myself and I don’t know how to cut him away from what’s left when his writing, his character, undeniably gave me so much of a spark. When I’m happy, I write. When I’m sad, I write. There's so much bad in the world right now, but I could always fall back on writing. And now my main means of escape is the grief. Far more than ever before. I know this too shall pass and all that, and this hasn’t actually stolen my ability to write, but right now it all feels so ruined. I don’t know how long it will take for me to be able to look back on what I’ve made and not feel like this. I'd maybe moved on in some ways, but not all. There was so much left I wanted to do.
If you’ve somehow read this far, know that I love this community with my whole heart. I never quite made friends with any of you, even as I wanted to, and it's felt too late for a long time now. My beloved mutuals (and followers that are mutuals in all but name) I have found so much joy with you, in what all of you have created. I wish I could hold onto that above all else, even if I’m not quite sure how. I’m not going anywhere, to be clear. I won’t delete my blog and fall off the face of the earth or anything. I still love what all of you create and care about, even if things have changed and our interests don’t always align anymore. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to detach this story from the creator, to love any of it the way I did or even love what I myself created again. I don’t really know why I’m writing this or if I’ll even post it except for the fact that you all are the only people who could understand.
Again, this was a deeply personal rant, not a statement about the situation as a whole, nor do I think this situation's impact on me takes an ounce of precedent over the person actually involved. The most important takeaway from this is what Shelby has shared, the importance of believing victims, to do what we can to protect ourselves from abuse that doesn’t seem obvious, and to look out for each other. Take care of yourselves, everyone.
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hymnsandhearses · 8 months
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Wish I wouldn’t have looked at your posts beyond the parenting tag. I am truly sad for you and your lifestyle. How do you feel about spending eternity in hell? There is still time to change!
Well, it doesn’t sound ideal; but, I would still take eternity in Hell over spending a week in say Alabama, Kentucky, Arkansas, or wherever the fuck you are from. God bless!!
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artsss3ray · 1 month
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haven't posted in a while but I love this drawing.
what song do you think they're dancing to?
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lakeinstillness · 1 year
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I see so much ableist content being made and reblogged about tim on tumblr and other websites. stop using his schizophrenia purely for angst and then forgetting it exists outside of that. schizophrenia isnt just the "my dead loved one showed up as an hallucination to talk to me" disorder, yet its a LOT of the content I see, most of which is by people who arent psychotic.
people ignore that hallucinations can take other forms. yes, psychotic people can hallucinate dead loved ones, and it's not the only form of representation that we deserve. every schizospec and psychotic person's experience will be different and not everyone will have the same symptoms. not every schizospec or psychotic person will even have hallucinations as part of their disorder.
we see the insane asylum AUs, the AUs where a character goes ""p*ycho"" or ""insane"" and either starts murdering people or is a poor little tragic pitiable thing where they end up dead at the end. the "psychopath" AUs, and the fan media where masky is violent, evil, or malevolent and tim cant do anything about it.
the content you make where you clearly dont understand schizophrenia, DIDOSDD or any other stigmatized disorder you claim to be representing. where the bare minimum research is done before you start talking about those disorders. countless, countless other examples.
schizophrenic people see your posts. schizospec and psychotic people see the ableism you perpetuate and spread. people with DID/OSDD, disorders that have an increased chance of psychosis but are not the same as schizophrenia, see your posts, and your anti-system ableism. especially in regards to masky and tim.
our symptoms are laughed at and material for #schizoposting or r/fakedisordercringe. if we speak up about ableism then we get people messaging us purposefully triggering and paranoia inducing messages. we're treated like oddities, people ask invasive questions without asking if that's even okay first, and they make assumptions without even knowing anything about us.
if you have depression, anxiety, ADHD, autism, etc - you can still perpetuate ableism. schizospec people, psychotic people, and systems are constantly having to prove our humanity. we shouldnt have to. we shouldnt have to constantly see people refuse to understand our experiences.
Im asking you to educate yourselves. read about the experiences of actual schizophrenic people. understand that hallucinations are only one possible symptom among many others. read actual research for DID/OSDD. please be critical and keep an open eye for ableism against schizospec people, psychotic people, and systems. I implore you to take this post to heart and think critically about what posts and media you interact with and the content you create in the future.
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taohs · 2 years
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I feel like content creators complain too much about the "interactions" on Tumblr. Even if it's just a like and not a reblog, it's still interaction and it shows that someone out there likes your work. If you hate even that, maybe making content isn't for you in the first place? Idk maybe thats just me :/
hi anon. i am not sure if you create content of your own or not, but i think that creators can and should continue to complain about the lack of notes that they receive if they want to. it’s a problem that’s only been getting worse throughout the years and i have seen too many talented mutuals become discouraged at the lack of activity and just leaving altogether
of course likes are still appreciated and i’m sure many creators are grateful for it, but honestly it’s really only reblogs that helps people see their creations. without it, many contents that people pour HOURS into end up being unseen and can not get the appreciation that it deserves. many of us are still here to write/draw/edit only because we love doing it as a hobby and wants to express our love for our fave series in our own ways, but of course it will be demotivating if we’re putting so much effort into things that gets no support
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danielnelsen · 5 months
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while i’d love to read peoples reasonings for their answers, i’d ask that you don’t put your answer in the tags so that your followers aren’t influenced by your answer
i’ll try to edit this post with the answer shortly before the poll finishes so you can check when you get the poll complete notification!
reblogs appreciated! i want to get a feel for how people use/understand these terms
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bluewrite · 9 months
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questions for people on the autism spectrum, re: clubbing/parties
do you ever go clubbing/to parties?
if so, do you generally enjoy it? do you get overwhelmed?
if you get overwhelmed, does it happen immediately, after a while or do you feel it the next day? and how do you cope?
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charlesoberonn · 1 year
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“We’re Not So Different, You And I” - Part 63
(check out the other parts here)
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What do these four have in common?
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