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preciouslandmermaid · 25 minutes
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Semi-motivational quotes from Hayao Miyazaki
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preciouslandmermaid · 4 hours
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I can’t ever leave tumblr because I just love the tag function.. no other social media platform allows you to heckle yourself on your own post. you get to preemptively make metatextual commentary abt your OWN POST. how cool is that
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preciouslandmermaid · 5 hours
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when you are just hanging out
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preciouslandmermaid · 5 hours
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preciouslandmermaid · 6 hours
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Immediately thought of Luffy and sanji hanging out
(psst, I got more)
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preciouslandmermaid · 17 hours
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june's sister is visiting and they're listening to taylor swift and im just like "damn all these songs sound the same i cannot tell when she's moved on to another track" lmao
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preciouslandmermaid · 18 hours
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im getting back into watching criminal minds and i've already decided that im gonna stop watching (and go back to earlier seasons) once Hotch leaves like that's my dad right there....im not watching the show if he isn't in it
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preciouslandmermaid · 18 hours
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imagine spencer reid staying up late for a case and you shuffle in, sleepy-eyed, your toes cold on the hard floor and blinking away sleep to see your boyfriend hunched over the table with his tie loosened around his neck
and when he sees you he smiles bashfully, almost apologetically, but before the words can rise from his lips - you wordlessly walk to the stove and start making tea and mumble sleepily about whether or not he wants honey in his tea or not
and he sighs, to himself, and at the world, and at the paperwork of white and cream files spilled out before him like the world's most heart-wrenching confetti and part of him wants to get up, press his face into your shoulder, drink in the scent of your rumpled clothes - but the other part of him, active and whirring, wants to unravel the mystery laid before him, wants to find the fissured crack in the foundation of the unsub, and crumble the case to the ground with justice in tow
you place his mug of tea on the counter away from the files and watch him for a while, letting the heat seep between your fingers, letting the warmth in your chest chase away the early-morning chill (or is it still considered evening? the sun hasn't risen yet).
until spencer, furrowed brow and tight expression, suddenly pulls himself away from the table and pulls you into him, fitting you snugly against his side, and he mutters into your temple, "come on, back to bed."
you use the closeness to your advantage, setting your mug aside, before loosening his dark tie from his throat and slipping it from his collar. he smiles slightly, as if in thanks, as if he had forgotten it was there at all.
he ushers you from the room and back under the covers, where he tucks in the sheets and leaves for a moment to grab his own tea before returning again
"are you coming to bed?" you ask, biting back a yawn.
again, the sheepish look, but there's a hard and determined steel to his toffee eyes, and spencer settles on the covers - not in them - and puts his arm around you once more, "not yet." he says, and he's warm, warmer than the tea, warmer than the blankets, and you lean into him and listen to the slow and steady rhythm of his breath.
you can practically hear the gears in his mind turning even as he silently holds you in the quiet dark of his bedroom
"see you in the morning," you say, despite your best efforts to stay awake and drink in the welcome presence of his body next to yours (it's always hard when he goes away for a case, even though he's always been good about calling and keeping you as informed as possible.)
"it's technically morning now," he hums, unable to stop himself from making the correction.
"see you later in the morning then," you chuckle after the words and you are powerless to stop the dragging pull of sleep as it sweeps you under
later in the morning, at a much more respectable hour, you wake up and find spencer is still on top of the covers, beside you, his arm a heavy weight over your hips, his button-up shirt rumbled and wrinkled and his hair in static disarray.
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preciouslandmermaid · 19 hours
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Bit telling that for years and years evangelical religious extremists have been allowed on university campuses with their bullhorns and horrific imagery where they harass students into physical altercations and when students complain to the university’s administration they just shrug their shoulders citing freedom of speech but when those same tuition-paying students start protesting against war and genocide they call SWAT
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preciouslandmermaid · 20 hours
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J:  What’s your favorite fanfic trope?  Have you written it?
omg thank you for sending me something from the list ;;
I honestly think one of my favorite fanfic tropes is slow burn and I write it often because there's something so wonderful about the TENSION and then when the slow burn is finally done cooking?? IT IS CHEF'S KISS when done riiiight.
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contrary to popular belief i think blocking people is good ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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send me your most niche songs or playlists!!!
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my coworker/friend made me a playlist which was very cool and then was like “oh i forgot to add some songs” and now the playlist is four hours long my brother in christ …,,..
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bedtime
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thinking about zutara with the trope of “he fell first, she fell harder.”
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