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About to watch Infinity Wars for the first time
I'll see y'all on the other side
Space Asks
Comet- What are you currently frustrated about?
Black Hole- What are you most afraid of?
Galaxy- Do you have any nicknames? What are they?
Star- What song(s) do you feel describes you?
Moon- Are you currently reading any books? If so, what book(s)?
Planets- If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Mercury- Describe your aesthetic.
Venus- What’s your favorite tv show?
Earth- If you could be anyone else for a day, who would you want to be?
Mars- If you could change one thing about yourself, what would you change?
Jupiter- If you had to pick one color to use for an entire week, what color would you choose?
Saturn- How far would you go for those you care about?
Uranus- What would you say is your greatest achievement?
Neptune- Describe yourself in one sentence.
Pluto- If you could meet anyone, alive or dead, who would you meet?
Constellations- If you could have one talent, what would you want it to be? (can be magical or not)
Asteroid- When you die, what do you want to be done with your body?
Aquarius- What’s a topic you enjoy learning about?
Aquila- Do you prefer to read books or watch movies?
Aries- What is something you enjoy doing?
Auriga- If you had to pick one villain from any media, who would you rather have to face and why?
Bootes- If you could have any animal, wild or not, fake or not, which would you want?
Cancer- How do you want to be remembered?
Canis Major- How many friends do you have?
Capricornus- What’s a song lyric that you relate to?
Cassiopeia- What’s your favorite quote?
Cygnus- If you could go back to any time period for a couple days, when/where would you want to go?
Gemini- Do you have any siblings? How many?
Leo- If you could change the way any movie was made, which movie would you change?
Libra- If you could talk to your past self, what would you tell yourself?
Lyra- Would you rather be feared or loved?
Orion- What’s your favorite type of weather?
Pegasus- What’s your favorite music genre?
Perseus- What’s your favorite movie genre?
Pisces- Describe someone you love without saying their name.
Sagittarius- What do you do when you don’t feel well? What do you eat/drink?
Scorpius- If you had to pick someone to betray you, who would you pick?
Taurus- What makes you feel comfortable?
Ursa Major- If you had to pick any job to have, what job would you want?
Virgo- What do you value the most- artistic ability/creativity, musical ability, athletic ability, intellect, or work ethic?
Neutron- Are you more of a leader or a follower?
Supernova- How do you feel about yourself?
Supergiant- What’s something you like about yourself?
Red Giant- Would you get into a debate/argument with someone if you heard them saying something you disagree with or know to be wrong, or would you stay silent?
Red Dwarf- What’s your favorite smell? What smell makes you feel most comfortable?
Protostar- Give a random fact about yourself.
I wrote a thing(pt. 2)
The next day, Spencer was kinda quiet. He did give Aaron a few smiles but they didn’t reach his eyes like they usually did. When they talked, Spencer’s replies where short and to the point. Luckily they didn’t have a case but Aaron was worried.
When Aaron finally asked what was wrong, all he got was a small smile and “Oh I’m fine. I’m just tired.”
Aaron didn’t pry….. yet…. But he didn’t believe that for a second. He knew that excuse. Hell, he used it himself many times. Hopefully Spencer would open up.
The quietness lasted a week before Aaron decided to do something about it. He got home an hour after Spencer, like always and found him curled up on the couch reading. Aaron sits on the other end of the couch and watches for a few minutes.
“Spencer, love,” Aaron starts. Spencer looks up from his book for a moment.
“Yes?” He looks so adorable, curled up in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts. He had swapped his contact for glasses and his hair was a little messy.
“Are…..Are you hurting yourself?”
There was the sound of the book snapping shut and then hitting the floor. Spencer jerked into a sitting position
“Excuse me?” The younger man’s voice was dark with anger and hurt.
“I just...just need to know. I’m worried-”
“Why in hell would you think that?” Spencer demands angrily. “Do you think I’m that weak?”
“No. Of cou-”
“No. You listen here Aaron Hotchner. I can handle whatever it is that you think is going on. -Which is nothing by the way-” Spencer was standing now and glaring at him. “And besides, if I was, where would I do it? You’ve seen my naked countless times! Hell, last week even. The only scars I have are from cases. Or do you wanna assume those are self inflicted too?”
Aaron instantly regretted bringing this up. He falls backwards on the couch and rubs a hand over his face.
“I’m sorry Spencer. I didn’t mean to accuse you of anything. I wasn't thinking.” “Damn straight you weren’t thinking!”
Aaron opened his mouth to apologize again when his phone went off. He sighs and answered it.
“Hotchner….Alright. Thank you. We’ll be there soon.”
Spencer looks over as he listens. Before Aaron even hung up, Spencer left the room to go get dressed.
Aaron hangs up and makes his way to the bedroom. He pauses at the door.
“Spencer-”
“You should get dressed. We have work to do.” Spencer didn’t even look at him and it broke Aaron’s heart. He sighs and moves the closet, pulling out a suit and digging a tie out of the dresser. He dresses quickly before grabbing his guns from the case and laying Spencer’s revolver on the table. He had to fix this before he went crazy.
Aaron quietly makes his way to the car and waits for Spencer. The other man came out less than five minutes later and tosses his messenger bag in the back with their go bags. He sits in the back with the bags.
When they got to Quantico, Spencer grabs his bags and makes his way upstairs without a word. Aaron follows slowly. Rossi pulls him aside as soon as Aaron steps off the elevator.
“What the hell did you do?”
Aaron visibly deflated.
“I fucked up. Majorly.”
“Aaron what the hell did you do to him?”
“I asked him if he was hurting himself.” Aaron couldn’t meet the other man’s stare.
“What in hell made you do something idiotic like that?”
“I don’t know!” Aaron explodes. “I was worried about him and he kept saying he was fine and he was just tired but I know what he’s like when he’s tired and that isn’t it.” Aaron rubs his hand over his face. “What do I do?”
“I think you can either talk to him or let this pass. It’s up to you.”
-----.------
Spencer gets upstairs before Aaron did and goes straight to the conference room. The only one there so far was Derek. Spencer sits down and looks at him.
“Do I seem suicidal to you?”
Derek looks up from his phone with furrowed eyebrows.
“Excuse me?”
“Do I seem suicidal to you?” Spencer asked again, slowly. He doesn’t make eye contact, just stares at the table.
“What brought this on?”
“Just answer the question please?”
“No. Of course not.” Derek sets his phone down. “Are you?” The concern was obvious in the other man’s voice.
“No. God no.”
“Then why ask?”
“Because Aaron asked if I was hurting myself. On purpose.”
“Why would he ask something like that?” “It’s probably my fault.” Spencer sighs. “I’ve been distant lately. He likely got the wrong idea.”
Now Spencer felt horrible for blowing up at him. He only cared. Damnit. He messed this up like he did every other relationship he’d ever been in. Before he could say anything, the rest of the team filed into the room and Garcia started to deliver a briefing on the case.
After the debriefing, Aaron stands, closing his file.
“Get ready. Wheels up in thirty.” He nods stiffly, boss mode frimley engaged.
Spencer bites his lip thoughtfully and takes a breath, readjusting the bag on his shoulder. He walks slowly over to Aaron and takes his hand, dragging him out of the room and down the hall. He comes to a stop at a storage room. He opens the door and shoves Aaron in, following him and locking the door.
“Spencer.” Aaron sounded stressed and tired. “We don’t have time for another fight and I hate fighting with you anyway.” He sounded close to breaking. “I know I shouldn’t have said what I did and I’m sorry but-”
“Aaron stop talking.” Spencer says in a gentle but commanding tone, and to his surprise, it worked. “I’m not here to yell at you again.”
“Then why are we here?”
“Because I wanted to apologize. I shouldn’t have blown up like I did.”
“I understand why you did. I shouldn’t have assumed. It was wrong of me.”
“It’s my fault that you did. I’ve been distant lately and I’m sorry I worried you. But i swear to you, I’m not hurting myself.”
Aaron was silent for moment. Spencer panicked.
“Aaron?” He whispers.
“Then what is going on, really? Please tell me. I need to know.”
“Please don’t leave me.” Spencer says, his voice thick with emotion.
“Why in god’s name would I do that?”
“Because I fuck up every relationship I’ve ever been in.” Which wasn’t a lot but that’s not the point.
“Spencer. I love you. You know that. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Why not? I know you can do better. Like with Emily or-”
“Yeah I’m going to stop you right there.” Aaron says, putting his hand over Spencer’s mouth and searched for his eyes in the dimly lit room. “If I wanted better, do you think I would have married you after being in love with you for six years?”
“People do stupid things all the time.” Came the muffled mutter.
“Do you really think I regret marrying you?” Aaron dropped his hand away from Spencer’s mouth. He felt his heart break even more.
“Maybe not yet but you will. Everyone always regrets any relationship with me outside of business or friendship. I’m a relationship repellent.”
Aaron puts his hand on Spencer’s shoulder and feels the thinner man’s body tremble with unshed tears.
“Is this why you tried to burn the marriage license?”
“I just….figured if I destroyed it you could be free and could pretend that you weren’t stuck with me. Or we could divorce-” Spencer knew full well that wasn’t how marriages worked but his emotions were clouding his mind at the moment.
“No.” Aaron said sternly. “Being with you is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Ever.”
“You mean it?” Spencer whispers, sounding unsure.
"I promise to love and care for you, and I will try in every way to be worthy of your love. I will always be honest with you, kind, patient and forgiving. I promise to try to be on time. But most of all, I promise to be a true and loyal friend to you. I love you." Aaron recites, looking into the hazel eyes in front of him. "You are my lover and my teacher. You are my model and my accomplice. And you are my true counterpart. I will love you, hold you and honor you. I will respect you, encourage you and cherish you, In health and sickness. Through sorrow and success. For all the days of my life.In sickness and in health: I promise to take care of you, even when you've over-indulged the night before. For richer or for poorer: I promise not to spend all our money at Nordstrom."
Spencer stares at him before speaking softly. "I promise to encourage your compassion, Because that is what makes you unique and wonderful. I promise to nurture your dreams, Because through them your soul shines. I promise to help shoulder our challenges, For there is nothing we cannot face if we stand together. I promise to be your partner in all things, Not possessing you, but working with you as a part of the whole. Lastly, I promise to you perfect love and perfect trust, For one lifetime with you could never be enough. This is my sacred vow to you, my equal in all things. You have been my best friend, mentor, playmate, confidant and my greatest challenge. But most importantly, you are the love of my life and you make me happier than I could ever imagine and more loved than I ever thought possible... You have made me a better person, as our love for one another is reflected in the way I live my life. So I am truly blessed to be a part of your life, which as of today becomes our life together. I remember once how I told you I did not believe in soul mates. I will never forget your reaction. Shocked and a little hurt that I did not think we were. But as time went by, your love made me believe."
“I meant those words when I said them three years ago and I’ll mean them still, sixty years down the road. I love you Spencer. Don’t you ever forget that.”
“I won’t. I can’t.” Spencer points out. Perks of being a genius with eidetic memory. “I love you too.”
I’m trying so hard to find the motivation to write & procrastination is kickin my ass
OKAY PEEPS
Give me prompts (and a preferred pairing or I will pick one that I fill fits the prompt) I have writers block
I wrote a thing
Aaron opens the door to the smell of burnt grilled cheese and the sound of his husband singing in the kitchen. Aaron smiles softly, putting his gun away before making his way to the kitchen quietly. The song the younger man was singing was not in English so Aaron had no idea what it was. There was a half empty bottle of whine on the counter and the stench of the burnt bread was horrible.
“Started without me?” Aaron asks, leaning on the door frame.
Spencer whipped around, his hair falling over his face. The movement made the usually graceful man fall over.
“Aaron!” Spencer’s face lights up.
Aaron’s smile gets bigger but his eyes zero in on the paper in Spencer’s hand.
“What’s that?”
“Hm? Oh nothing. Do you know where the lighter is?” “Why do you need a lighter-”
Spencer digs in a drawer and triumphantly pulls out an orange lighter.
“Aha!”
“Spencer Hotchner-Reid. Put the lighter down and give me the paper.”
“You aren’t my boss at home!” Spencer argues stubbornly, trying to get the lighter to light, but his fumbling hands weren’t working.
“Spencer-”
Annoyed, Spencer threw the lighter down and dug out a match book. He struck the match and managed to get the corner before Aaron jerked the paper from his hands. He puts out the fire and looks at the paper. It was their marriage license.
“Spencer, honey, why are you trying to burn our marriage license?” Aaron wasn’t sure if he was more confused or amused.
“Good luck returning me without the receipt!” Spencer says, hands on his hips.
Aaron was dumb struck. What brought this on?
“Why would I want to return you?”
“Um...well…” Spencer shrugged. “Good luck keeping me without proof of purchase!”
Aaron tilts his head. What in hell was going on? He was pulled from his wanderings when Spencer snatched the paper and barrels past him. Aaron stumbles back a little then takes off after him.
“Spencer!”
Aaron runs after him. The chase went around the couch and coffee table before Spencer darted down the hall towards the bedroom. Spencer may be lanky but Aaron was completely sober so he had the advantage.He manage to catch Spencer by knocking him onto the bed. The young man fell with an “oof” and a chorus of giggles. Aaron grabbed ahold of the paper.
“Spencer give it to me.”
“You can’t make me!” Spencer grins.
“Spencer-”
“You’re really bossy. You know that?”
“It’s in my job description. Now give me-”
“And grumpy.”
Aaron narrows his eyes.
“I am not grumpy.” He scoffs.
“You totally are. Mr. Grumpy.” Spencer laughs again.
Aaron sighs softly. Drunk Spencer was something else, that’s for sure.
“Please give me the paper?” He tried.
“It’s mine too! You don’t have to hog it.” Spencer hugs the paper to his chest.
“I’m trying to keep you from ruining it!”
“Boo. Party pooper.”
Aaron sighs again and rubs the bridge of his nose. Okay so asking wasn’t going to work. He grips the paper with his thumb and forefinger, trying to pull it free.
“NO!”
‘Spence-”
“It’s mine!”
RRIIIIPPPP
Both men’s eyes go wide.
“You broke it. Oooo you’re in trouble.” Spencer whispers, holding up the other half.
“You-”
“You’re grounded.”
“Excuse me?!?”
“You ripped the paper.”
“You are the one that took it from me.” Aaron protests.
“You took it from me first!”
“Yeah because you were trying to burn it.”
“You’re the one that left it in my reach.”
“You-I-” Aaron just shakes his head. “You are impossible.”
“You married me.” Spencer smiled.
“Yeah. I have proof of purchase.” Aaron chuckles, kissing him softly. “We’ll have to go get a new one tomorrow you know.”
“Later. ‘M sleepy.”
Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤
WHY ARE YOU SO GODS DAMNED ADORABLE?!? MAKING QUESTION WETHER I'M REALLY A LESBIAN OR NOT, WITH YOUR STUPIDLY SEXY ADORABLE FACE UGH
Oml pls do this
I wanna know what people assume about me because of my tumblr.
Okay so I wanna be more active but I have no clue what to post so.....yeah
reblog if ur lgbt and have a bad eyesight
trying to prove a point to my oculist
Reblog if you’d like messages from a curious anon.
All. The. Time.
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UM???? NO?????
just us // Spencer Reid
a/n — i wrote this when i got inspired during my break from writing. hope you guys enjoy it :)
• requested: no
• warnings: omg a plot twist
• summary: ‘just us in the moonlight’
“it’s pretty, huh?” she says, as his neck tingles with the feeling of her breath that dances across it under the light in their garden.
“yeah, it’s beautiful.” spencer answers, looking down at his wife as she looks at the moon… but he didn’t mean the moon.
his hands on her waist, her arms around his neck, slowly swaying to the classical music he had taped, the moon casting white light across the green grass as their small one slowly grows to be one of them in her stomach. where he was now was perfect.
“you know, i’m glad this is where we ended up. i’m glad that it’s just us now, and this little one obviously but… i don’t know i just like this moment i guess.” she mentions, drawing attention to her evergrowing stomach, looking up to spencer and smiling with all her might.
“so do i. maybe this is where we were meant to end up, you know? after everything that happened… maybe this is the best place we could be.” he tells her, and for a second it’s almost like she can hear his heartbeat.
being in love was a surreal feeling for her, with spencer it felt like she never had any troubles.
the past faded, tomorrow never arrived and the present stayed as dreamy as she felt like it always was. everything was perfect. her world was spinning at a speed that her head felt lighter, her heart raced faster - or was that just spencer?
she had often wondered where time had gone, whether she had used her time well enough. she figured if she had managed to find spencer and make a life with him, she must have used it wisely.
“of course this is where we’re meant to be. look at us three. just us.” she smiles, looking back up to the doctor and remembering the past.
she would never forget everything he had done for her, how safe and protected she felt with him, how happy he really made her. and she would never let her little one forget how amazing her dad was.
“full moon today. any werwolves?” he laughs to himself, his knowledge coming in handy for the moment, seeing her smile and knowing he had done the best he could to see her smile like that every single day of his and her life together.
“hope not, got a little girl to protect.” she grins, looking down again and remembering the life she would have with spencer, the life that she would never give away for anything.
he would never give this moment up, if he had the chance to.
if she had a chance to rewind the past and make everything ok again - she would. because if she had made him stay home that night… everything that was happening now wouldn’t be just a hallucination.
it would be real.
“you’re beautiful.” he whispers, and again the silence brings her the pain she’s been living in for six months now.
she looks down again to her stomach, knowing their small girl would live on in her fathers name, never failing to bring smiles and intelligence around a room.
“i think i have to go. this was a good last night… the moon looks beautiful but you look better. wish i had told you that more without being so nervous.” he grins and laughs, and she feels herself sink inside with the moment that she had dreaded.
“i love you… please don’t go.” she begs, and it’s almost like she can’t move as much, her swaying stops and the music fades from her ears.
“i love you too.” he says, and from his legs she sees his figure begin to fade away.
and she hears the gunshot all over again.
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Monster of Frankenstein by Mary Shelley: “Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemblance. Satan had his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and abhorred.”
Monster of Frankenstein in pop culture: (unintelligible moaning)
Proof of Purchase
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner/ Spencer Reid
Rating: Gen. Audiences
stopped working on the new years comic 2 make this.
im not joking btw.
Being cheerful is not unmasculine. Being kind is not unmasculine. Being passionate is not unmasculine.
All👏sharks👏are👏good👏and👏just👏need👏a👏hug
All 👏 dogs 👏 are 👏 good 👏 dogs
You know I love you right? You are beautiful and perfect in every aspect. You are amazing. You are worth it. Most importantly you are NOT annoying. You aren't a pain in the ass. I know you are fragile and broken. I want to help put you back together. All those cracks and broken pieces will be sealed back together with gold, you will be twice as beautiful. Did you know the most beautiful part of you is your heart? Though it may have been shattered and broken. You had put it back together. You are so strong,love. You don't have to be strong all the time. I hope you have realized this. You may argue all you want. I won't stop trying dear. I care about you very deeply. *puts hand to cheek softly* It's okay to be weak. I am here whenever you need me. *kisses top of head* Stay alive, for me? If not for me stay alive for you. You have so many adventures ahead of you. I know life is like a rollercoaster it has it's ups and downs. But if you don't continue on. You wouldn't have had the most fun. I don't know your full past. I am okay with that. No need to bring up old pains. Your past doesn't define you. It has only been apart of your story. A story that has made you new. You can't get through life without a few hiccups here and there. I love you dear. I glad you made it out a warrior. I should know. I've been there and I haven't come back
day 1,236: kevin tran is not back from the dead yet
Okay peeps
Give me a ship. Any ship, crossovers included and I will use a prompt thing and write a thing for them (so long as I know rhe characters)
my lesbian mutuals
my autistic mutuals
my nonbinary mutuals
my mutuals who are poc
my trans mutuals
my gay and bi mutuals
Most accurate description of Captain Jack Harkness I've ever heard
"Basically he just kisses everybody, dies a lot and has a lot of feels."
