In This Diary | S.R

Summary - The summer of ‘02 was supposed to be just like any summer that had come before. Spencer Reid was mostly hoping to relax before his started his new job at the Behavioural Analysis Unit in the fall. But best laid plans often go awry.

Now all these years later he’s come into possession of the diary he kept during that time and he’s forced on a trip down memory lane to a perfect Las Vegas summer in which he fell in love for the very first time. But if he’s not careful, he might allow himself to get so lost in his nostalgia he may not be able to drag himself back to the present.

A/N - this goes back and forth a lot in time, I hope it makes sense. Where there’s a page break it goes back to the present day. Based on the song In This Diary by The Ataris. Written for @imagining-in-the-margins Summer Sunshine Challenge. Thank you again @pinkiceee-prose and @andiebeaword for reading over this 🖤

Pairing - Spencer Reid / Fem! Reader

Category - angst with happy ending | strangers to friends to lovers | smut minors DNI

Warnings - post prison, pot smoking, virgin Spencer, slight sub! Spencer, use of “good boy”, mild praise kink (Spencer), handjob, swearing, fingering, masturbation (m), brief mention of medication but no specifics, talk of PTSS, angst, allusions to sex, brief mention of protected sex, oral (m receiving), brief mention of past addiction and Emily’s “death”.

WC - 10.3k honestly I can’t write anything short

Here in this diary I write you visions of my summer, it was the best I ever had…

The dogeared, weathered pages told their age beneath his fingertips, speaking their tales through skin. Smudged ink seeped through the yellowing paper, penned words of a different time etched to hold their memory. 

His fingers danced across them as though reading braille, trying to feel the words the way he had when he'd written them. So much time had passed, so much had changed, this book felt like it was from a different lifetime.

If he closed his eyes he could feel himself there. He could feel the way the hot Vegas sun beat down on him, causing little beads of sweat to roll down his face, feeling it tightening his skin. He could sense the pen in his hand as he scrawled down his thoughts, committing them to these pages. 

OH MY GOD?? this was a MOVIE on itself!! so beautifully written and so much emotion and i just love everything about it :') 💖💖

A Strange(r’s) Comfort | Peter Parker

A/N: had this idea right after i saw nwh which was…years ago now lol. rewatched it again recently so here’s me dusting off a wip that’s been sitting in my drafts. basically, this is just me giving peter some comfort in a way, bc that boy really needs one :((

》 PAIRING: peter parker x female!reader 》 TROPE/GENRE: strangers to lovers (mostly implied); soft angst; hurt/comfort 》 SUMMARY:Peter found a strange comfort in the graveyard, no less. But hearing about your day-to-day had been the highlight of his. And when one night led to the both you showing vulnerability, suddenly, Peter didn’t feel so alone anymore. Maybe a stranger’s comfort wasn’t so bad. 》 WARNINGS:Spoilers? (i mean it’s been a while); bad jokes/puns (one about chicken & one about sex lmao); peter eavesdropping (sorta…ya know, enhanced hearing); it’s mostly set in the graveyard so…; mentions of: death, car accident, drunk drivers, being in jail for a moment, petty theft, peer pressure; and overall just dealing with grief and peter & reader bonding over their experience with grief. 》 WORD COUNT: 5.2k+ (issa baby fic)

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Some might consider it unhealthy, but was there really a ’right’ way to deal with the loss of someone you hold near and dear to your heart? They might even say it was excessive, but who were they to police him? They didn’t know what he was going through. They could never understand what he was going through.

A part of him had excused it with his wounds being fresh, that with time, he’d be able to learn not to dwell too long on the remnants of the people he loves. Maybe with time, he’d be able to move on, something that seemed so impossible at the moment. But he’ll get there—well, he hoped so, at least.

Either way, there was no doubt that everyone handled grief differently.

For Peter Parker, that was visiting May’s grave every day.

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i'm crying :')

you and boyfriend!steve are (the worst) babysitters

wc: 515

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

wrote this in 25 minutes like a madman

cw: afab!reader/reader with a vagina and breasts; friend!steve; car sex??; heavy petting; oral (reader receiving); shy!reader; idk what this is 🫶🏻

you’re friends with steve. barely. by association, really. you know your shared friends more than you know him. but he’s nice, he’s charming, he’s funny. he’s incredibly handsome. it’s part of the reason why you don’t know him more. your heart kicks when he’s around and you’re shy with him.

you don’t know how much he likes that.

oh. my. GOD?

want you to stay

steve harrington x bestfriend!reader

summary: when the weight of your life gets to be too much, you go to see the one person you trust to take some of it off you.

word count: 3.1k

warnings: my blog is 18+, reader is going through a hard time, reader is upset, reader crying, reader showering at steve’s house, forehead kisses, cuddling, more crying, reader falling asleep on steve, steve reading to reader, they’re in love!

authors note: this idea was originally from a request but i changed it to be something more. i wanted this to serve as comfort for anyone who may be needing it right now but especially for @mysticmunson i know you have been dealing with so much and i hope this helps. thank you to @stevebabey for all your help with this and the ideas and talking it through with me. i hope you all love it.

We Only Have Tonight - Goose

Pairing: Goose / Fem!Reader (eventually Wife!Reader)

Word Count: 2.6k

This work, all my other works, and my entire blog are 18+ Only!

MINORS - DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: Emotional Angst; Quick Marriages; Non-Descript and Implied Sexual Content; Suggestive Language; Long Distance Relationships; Use of "You," Reader is Referred to as 'Honey,' No Physical Description, No Y/N

Summary: You and Goose were just supposed to have a summer fling, not a fall wedding.

A.N. No Carole. She's having a wonderful life elsewhere.

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It was just supposed to be a summer romance. A fling. He was a naval aviator stationed in town for an undetermined amount of time. You were an elementary school teacher wanting to live out your summer and break out of your shell a bit. It was just supposed to be a hookup here or there and maybe a drive-in make out session once a week.

But then he stayed the night and cooked you breakfast the next morning. But then you went to his volleyball game and the two of you went out for dinner afterwards. But then he took you out dancing and carried you into the hospital after you tweaked your ankle. But then you surprised him after work on his birthday with a cake and didn’t leave his side all night. 

But then he told you he loved you and you repeated it back a second later. And then the summer fling didn’t seem to just be a fling anymore. 

need a little help

hi! so, okay, this is the first time i've actually done something like this so bear with me here. basically, i'm going to be moving to another city this july for college. i'm already taking care of living arrangements but i'm a bit under budget for plane tickets. i'm not getting paid until next month, and the closer you book a flight, the more expensive it gets. so i'm posting this in hopes to ease some burden for the time being.

long story short, i'm asking for some financial help to buy tickets. it's roughly around $125 but that's already for two people + luggage. NO PRESSURE. i'm only asking those who have extra to spare. ANY amount is fully welcome and will already help a ton!

again, no pressure! the littlest help goes a long way. even just a simple reblog to spread the word is greatly appreciated! sending you wonderful people love always. thank you <3

idk why but i'd totally buy this

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Reblog if you're self indulgent and perverted lmao

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born to hang ouy together forced to be online friends

@hoony-parker yeah

yeah :(

dear simps for any hp character:

I am a fellow simp and I have been looking for a fic I read a while ago. It was about Fred slowly falling into an alcohol addiction and how our dear y/n deals with that and how it affects their relationship (fluff to angst to fluff). If anyone thinks they might know it or know where to find it, i'd be more than thankful given that it's currently 3AM and that fic is all I can think about.

with great love,

a fellow simp.

My best friend fucking found it for me and if the bi/ch wasn't straight as hell I would have given her the best goddamn 🧠 of her life

her writing is amazing so you *should* follow her @hoony-parker <3

I'll reblog the fic in a minute,

See ya, L.

Glamorous || Tom Holland

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Summary → In this Princess Diana retelling, you are working in a nursery school as an aid in London, as well as a part time nanny. With slight aristocratic ties, you choose to live a more normal and mundane life. When the Prince of Wales comes to know you and bring you into the spotlight, everything changes. Truths coming too late, lies straining your relationship, and the impending future of the country falling on your shoulders. Is this really the stuff of which fairytales are made?

AN → PSA - I love Di and this is in no way trying to minimize or glamorize what she went through, this is a loose basing of her very interesting story and life. This story will not showcase a large age gap, nor struggles with bulimia/eds in general. This is a work of fiction. Please read the warnings for this fic! Also, this is not going to follow the same or similar plot to “A Royal Convenience,” and the timelines are crafted extremely different. Let me know to be added to the taglist!

Pairing(s) → Prince!Tom x Lady!Reader

Warnings → Toxic Depictions of a Relationship, Depression, Violence, Strong Language, NSFW - Mature Content, + More To Come

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“It’s no surprise, I mean in that big house of yours, bee,” Francesca laughed, using the nickname your roommates had given you months prior. “Throwing all of those high society, prissy, royal parties—I’m surprised you hadn’t met the Prince sooner, really.”

You rolled your eyes at her, recalling the interaction from a few hours prior to all four of your roommates. There was Franny, Beth, Jane, and Jackie. All great, all your absolute best friends. With Fleetwood Mac’s most recent album playing on vinyl in the background, you spilled each and every detail of what had happened at the dinner party back home. Most of which pertaining the most eligible bachelor in Europe and the Crown Prince of England.

“He’s screwing half of London,” Jackie added. “Tabloids are plastering pictures of him with a new girl on some magazine every other day!”

“Wait, so what did he say after he came up to you?” Beth asked.

Before you could say anything, the phone began to noise and a loud ringing sounded throughout the flat. Jane got up from her spot on the sofa, yawning and walking over to pick up the bulky green telephone stuck to the wall that you’d fallen in love with upon moving in. She held it to her ear and murmured a quick greeting before her eyes got big and her cheeks flushed red.

“Y/N,” she said to you. “Y/N, come over here.”

Assuming it was your mother or someone along those lines, you finished your thought and sat up. Wondering why Jane was fretting so terribly, you held your hands up in confusion and shook your head questioning her. She was bouncing up and down on the heels of her feet.

“It’s the bloody Prince of Wales!”

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this is an absolute masterpiece. i've enjoyed every single chapter and ached por Y/N. the way this is written is magnificent and it truly makes you feel every ounce of pain throughout the story. such a wonderful job and i can't wait to keep reading what's to come! 💗

Me and @hoony-parker just chillin

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(Cis/trans)women aren’t the only ones that can get breast cancer, either.

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