Reid: You know that feeling of disappointment after you wake up in the morning instead of dying in your sleep?

Morgan: No...

Reid: Oh, okay then, nevermind.

Morgan:

Reid:

Morgan: Oh, so we're just not gonna address that.

𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You have always had some hidden feelings for Spencer, he's handsome, smart and a lot taller than you. But Spencer has caught onto your feelings, even if you won't even look at him properly and he's tired of waiting to ask you out. He plans to impress you with the things he knows you love most (other than him), books and stuffies.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: All just soft, a kiss on the cheek, a little bit of flirting, two silly geese who just took too long to fess up how they both feel.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: Approx 1.8k

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hello! I hope you enjoy this little Spencer fic. Again, this was meant to just be a blurb, but I couldn't help it. Spencer just AHHHHH. He has that effect on me. Anyway, I hope that the anon that requested this enjoys it! Thank you for requesting!

Ever since you met Spencer, you had been silently head over heels for him. It was beyond how pretty he was. He was so intelligent that you could listen to him all day, his rambles were thought provoking and it made you think of dozens of questions that you wished you were brave enough to ask him.

Not to mention, Spencer was much taller than you. The butterflies that went through you whenever you’d accidentally bump right into him and look up to see him looking right back down at you a little amused, eyes soft while he checks to make sure you’re okay. You were sure he thought you did it on purpose, it happened so often at this point, but you absolutely did not do it intentionally. It was far too easy to become clumsy and an absolute mess just at the thought of him, let alone being in the same room as Spencer. It was even worse if you had his full, undivided attention. You loved it when you were alone in his company, but god was it difficult to string together a sentence or even look at him properly when you were.

you can't waste your life btw it's just not something that's possible to do. your mere existence is already a precious and valuable use of your time. the time you spent becoming who you are now was inherently worthwhile

Because I ALWAYS assign colors to my mutuals in my head and want to know if other folks do this too I have a game:

Reblog this with the color you associate with the person you reblogged this from. 

A lilac or maybe a deep red. Also I associate people with flowers ALL the time and you’d be a Dahlia

okay besties let's spread a little positivity: reblog this and tag your favorite fanfic authors to let them know you love and appreciate them and their work<3

I'll start:-

@eifhames @genyaakostyk @itisrogue @lanstsov @magpiencrow @songofpatrochilless @tellalegends @tj-writes-things @wkemeup @xsamsharons @goldengoddess @houseravenclaws

@goldengoddess @dayas @eifhames @lanstsov @magpiencrow @tellalegends @buckystarlight @stylesloveclub … these are first to mind bUt I know there’s many more !

@moonchildstyles @angelisverba @theharriediaries @harryforvogue @hes-writer @jarofstyles SO MANY OTHERS THAT I CANT THINK OF RN

@stylesloveclub @jawllines @moonchildstyles @adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy @sunflowervolvimp3 @reidyoulikeabook @imagining-in-the-margins

Double rainbow??? That’s gotta be good luck 🌈💕

i never talk about these things but i can’t remain silent.

i know tumblr doesn’t give a SHIT when things happen in countries outside the “most popular ones” (such as the usa & england). it’s true, don’t lie to me. y’all don’t give A FUCK. not every issue and problem in said countries gets the appropriate exposure but in general shit shows up on the news WORLD FREAKING  WIDE. you set up donations, you help out, your spread the word, you say “pray for x”……

southern europe is burning. 

my country is burning.

people are dying - at home, on the road, trying to run away, in their cars.

yesterday my country had 300 active fires.

people are losing EVERYTHING they own.

i have a friend that is on a train right now passing through places that have been burnt to the ground and she says the smoke is so intense it’s getting inside the train and she can barely breathe.

and yet, even though several people (myself included) have been trying to bring awareness to what has been happening in southern europe… what we get from most of you, those not part of the countries suffering, is silence. we don’t ask for money, we don’t ask for shit other than a reblog to spread awareness… something you can delete in 24/48hrs if you wish. 

i don’t know what to tell you. i’m angry. i’m frustrated. i’m disappointed. i feel like i’m screaming into the void. “a reblog does nothing” - you know that’s a damn lie, you know exposure always helps, you know people start paying attention when posts on social media become popular. my country in particular is a small one, we get ZERO exposure. y’all are only starting to figure out we even fucking exist bc of the shit we’ve been winning lately. 

but hell, if the EU doesn’t give a shit, why should some user on tumblr dot com?

again, i don’t know what to tell you so i’ll let the images speak for themselves: 

An image captured by a Nasa satellite shows a thick plume of smoke blowing southward from the Greek island of Chios over the island of Crete

Torneros de Jamuz, Spain

Duca, Croatia

A helicopter from Italy’s civil protection service drops water on a fire near the railway between Venice and Trieste

Residents take refuge on the beach as a wildfire burns on the mountain next to the village of Lithi, on the Greek island of Chios

Men gather cattle during a forest fire in Vieira de Leiria, Marinha Grande, Portugal.

Charred trees are seen on the hills above the Cloister of Thivaidas on Mount Athos, a World Heritage Site in Greece

Portugal

This is fucking important. I am glad someone fucking spoke about this and said what they had to say. The damage is terrible, and all the evergreen, stone, even the ground is black. I was fucking terrified when Croatia was burning. The fire was near a village where I like and I thought it will burn down. I thought the church will burn down. I thought the cemetery where my grandpa is buried will burn. I still remember the smell of smoke, and when I went to check how bad is fire, my clothes and hair and skin all stunk of smoke. It didn’t go away for weeks.

This is NASA’s picture of Croatia and Montenegro burning. My fucking country was burning. Fucking reblog this. I don’t care that it isn’t UK or US, or that it doesn’t go with your blog, fucking. Reblog. It.

Not my blog type, I dont care.

Reblog for awareness. Do it.

@thegrinningkitten @trialoftheguilty-comic @the-bad-sanses @thewastedwaffle @thewastedwaffle @theundertalehuman @idonthavefronds @kit-kit-kat @the-star-sansess @lights-camera-stagefright @smol-lightning-bug @undertaleau-headcanons @enosstart @incorrect-ibvs-quotes @smol-spook-owo @starlypenguins @laurarose1701 @bellkim27 @definitely-a-living-human @smol-spook-owo @joyfultimetravelbanana @joyfultimetravelbanana2222 @aurellia404 @onebizarrekai @ds-and-ibvs-nerdo @horrordustislife @outcode-crossing @undertalethingems @dryemiddi @skumhuu @bung0us @ask-dreamswap @beruu14 @jmv-au @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses @pukicho 

Boost this or so help me

I don’t care if this “Doesn’t fit your blog theme” or “You don’t think people will notice if you reblog it”

I

Don’t

Care

If you don’t reblog this, that’s a conscious decision to ignore that people are suffering.

And one last thing

TAG EVERY SINGLE BLOG YOU KNOW

I don’t care if you don’t think you’re big enough for them to notice you or you’re worried about bothering them, you do it regardless! I nearly had a panic attack tagging some of the bigger blogs I know of because I’m practically invisible in term of popularity but I still tagged them because it’s worth me being anxious if it means someone gets help.

So unless you don’t care about people dying and suffering, then reblog this and be a decent human being.

@annabeth-scamander @erniediangelo @officialtonystarkprotectionsquad @dreamer-329 @verose-queen-of-hell @kurohiraeth @that-geeky-dude @you-did-it-sir @closetwlw @leapea01 @sweetbutwhateverbaby @herdreamangelcookie @lotus-hotel @radioactive-butterfly @gal-pal-17 @holding-infinity-and-a-book @karathekilljoystanx @queergeek123 @pining-skater @loveimnotparanoidyouare @multifandommoron @notdxbya @forgetful-nerd

Schist. I’ve never been told about this even though one of my oldest friends is from Crete. I’m so sorry.

@its-mooony @certainglitterhologram @anyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa @solangeloiscanonyay @avethepotatoshipper @anyone else who views my blog

This is fucking important! Reblog this and you should reblog it even though it doesn’t go with your theme and all that. Spread awareness in order to save a hundred people’s lives!

@destiny-is-jealous-of-us @james-effing-potter

Reblog this!

@skullsontess07 @cade-flrt @siriusblackkinnie @mylittlekendall

@verose-queen-of-hell @viscountmelbourne @anywhere-but-here-plz @everydoorsleadstoanotherunivers @kurohiraeth

@silver-war @sokka-beifong @introvertedscarecrow @della-vacker-supremacy @bianavacker-is-bi-as-hell

@valkyriesofvelaris @fire-sapphics @zoyyanazyalensky @peraltastarkov @the-whispers-of-moonlight @cortanas-star

@evolving-dreamer @ropoto @oc-growth-and-development @prolifeproliberty @purplepeopleater214 @peachy-saladlover @autumncozy @sapphicconservative @sparkyaura @solobreakfast @someonestolemyfuckingcat @slightlybluebubbles @dearlordwhathasthiscometo @great-another-book-to-cry-over @kolarpem @loveeepoem @catsinthebed-pillowsonthefloor @colorado-conservative @cottagecore-cryptid-cowboy @chicken-roll @nikkasart @notaluna @neonified @midnghtsky @mspence @mallowmeltz @ian-haywire

ALL OF YOU

Rebloging, my own country is often overlooked and the least I can do is reblog this.

@ssa-sarahsunshine @ssa-natalya-reid @moreidsdaughter @tenemily @im-autistic @jj-arms @suburban–gothic

my own country was on fire last year (as it often is every summer) but last year matches the photos on this post to a t. so i know what it feels like. i also know what it’s like to have a leader who doesn’t give shit. signal boost the fuck out of this.

As an Australian who goes through bushfire season every summer, I know how horrible it is to watch your country burn to the ground, to watch the trees be turned to ash and land destroyed. Pay attention to this fucking issue, please! These pictures remind of our 2019-2020 Aussie summer, and I don’t ever want someone to have to go through an experience like that again.

happy campers

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the stuffy, eight person suv finally rolled to a stop, the overgrown children that call themselves the bau tumbling out as quickly and gracelessly as possible. Morgan and Reid nearing the end of a 2 and a half minute long slap fight that you happened to be caught directly in the middle of. you looked at jj, pleading to make them stop with her mom powers.

The Birds & The Bees (Pt. 8 | S.R.)

| Prologue | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven |

Summary: Spencer and Bunny have their first fight, and Candy’s confrontation couldn’t have come at a worse time. A/N: I haven’t been doing too great lately, so I’ll let you know early next week if I won’t be able to post a new chapter next Thursday. The happiness will return next chapter, so you’ll want to be there! Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader Category: Slow Burn (NSFW, 18+) Content Warning: Arguing, implied/inferred slut-shaming Word Count: 6.2k

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When I was a child, I found myself alone quite often. My mind made it both exceptionally easy and impossible to be alone. Despite it being far below my reading level, I often clutched tightly to Geisel’s tale of how being alone would get you places if you can make it through the blue, barren landscape of the Slump.

As I’ve grown older, however, I realized that being alone was just as often a defense mechanism as it was a unique form of self-sabotage. Because truth be told, no matter how terribly I was treated when I offered someone a piece of my heart, I didn’t want to be alone.

I met Bunny at a strange time. I’d only recently gotten used to being alone again. For the first time, I thought that it might be possible to be happy like that. Surviving through weekly meetings with old friends and removing myself from the vileness and gore of my old day job.

Penelope and Derek were quick to notice that I didn’t need them around as often since I’d met her. I think they were equal parts enthused and concerned. I understood their apprehension; truthfully, the girl terrified me, as well.

But there was something different that day. A strange aura in the brightly colored apartment of Penelope Garcia. A place where badness rarely belonged.

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)