#british gif

[sbrown82]

Tina Turner backstage with The Rolling Stones during their 1972 American tour.

#tina turner #mick jagger #the rolling stones #rolling stones #1972 #tour #queen of rock & roll #black music #r.i.p. #rest in peace #music #rock & roll #musicians #rockstars #icons #legends #rock band #rare #candid #british #black women #black woman #african american #concert #backstage #1970s #70s #vintage #retro #sbrown82

[cookiescribble]

spencer x british!reader

as a brit i would love to see a fic of a reader with a british accent and spencer adores it and mimics her sometimes

Taking It In (Spencer Reid x British Fem!Reader)

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! This is a bit of a team effort because I’m a bit more knowledgeable about British culture (in no means an expert, I just had a hyperfixation on the Beatles and Doctor Who in middle school/ high school lmao) but Mod Angel is usually the one who writes for fem!readers. Also, we’re both American so we hope this is what you wanted! Sorry for the little wait - Mod Ghost

We also just binged season 2 of Heartstopper and tried our best to pick up on some of the language because we thought this was a really cute idea and wanted to write it as best we could! - Mod Angel

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“Coffee? I thought that people from the UK drank tea?” Spencer piped up from behind as his girlfriend was pouring coffee into one of the paper cups she’d found around the canteen. 

“It heavily depends on who you’re talking to, Spencer. I feel you should know just as well as I do that everyone’s different. You didn’t profile me as soon as we started dating?” Y/N joked, to which he looked puzzled.

“Wha–no, I usually try to keep my job separate from…personal relations.” He replied sheepishly, starting to mix up his own mug of coffee. 

“That changed when we started dating, didn’t it, love?” She teased him, patting his shoulder.

It made him blush and stutter like mad, his hands waving around as he tried to scramble to find something to say. It was rare to see him speechless, but she couldn’t help but to smirk as she watched him struggle. It only lasted a few more seconds before she cut him off, reaching out and gently touching his hand.

“It’s alright, I was just being cheeky, that’s all. C’mon, let’s go back to workin’ on the case, okay?” She chuckled, leading him away from the counter with the hand that wasn’t holding her coffee resting at the small of his back as they walked. 

“I knew that!” He squealed in his own defense, which made her giggle loudly. 

*

A few weeks later, the BAU were out to dinner, taking a small break while in the middle of a case. Though, it wasn’t much of a break, considering they were still talking about the profile.

Spencer pointed to a plate in the middle of the table. “Can I have a chip?”

A confused silence fell over the table as they all looked in his direction. Spencer stared back at them, an eyebrow raised in his own confusion.

“What?” Spencer asked finally, breaking the silence.

“What did you just say?” JJ responded with a smirk, raising an eyebrow at him. 

“I asked if you could pass me a chip” he answered, pointing to the plate again.

“Where do you see chips?” Hotch chimed in, concerned for his mental stability. 

Still confused, Spencer pointed to the plate again.

“The fries?” Penelope clarified, gesturing to the same plate finally. 

“Oh.” He nodded awkwardly. “Yeah, can you pass me a fry?”

“You’re really spending too much time with that girlfriend of yours, aren’t you?” Morgan teased, grinning and playfully nudging his shoulder.

He smiled and shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said in a faux-English accent as he finally got the ‘chip’ he wanted as the rest of the table laughed. 

“Speaking of Y/N, where is she tonight?? I miss that girl.” Garcia complained from the other side of the table, 

“Oh, she went out with one of her mates–” Spencer started before Prentiss cut him off from where she was sat next to him, 

“Mates??” She asked incredulously, seconds away from giggling as he groaned and leaned back in his chair. 

“FRIENDS! Her friends.” he grumbled, finishing his food and making a mental note to not only tell but blame his girlfriend, Y/N, for everything he’d been through tonight. Not before giving her a kiss, though. The fact that she wasn’t here just made him realize how much he missed her, and it made him wonder if there was a correlation between missing her and talking like her.

The girls dropped him off at home a few hours later, where the first thing he said when he saw Y/N was ‘this is your fault’.

“Do you…want to elaborate on that or…?”

“Later.” Was all he said before he was hugging her and burying his head in her shoulder. 

She tugged him close, feeling him start breathing deeply against her shoulder as if he was falling asleep and tapped him to wake him up a bit so she could start leading him to their room. “Come along, darling, let’s get you into bed. You seem tired.” 

“I know that they’re fries but you say chips…it’s cute…” he mumbled as he walked, only adding to the confusion but she chalked it up to him being tired from a long day and let it go for now as she tucked him in with a smile at how cute he was. 

#spencer reid #fanfiction #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds fanfiction #ghosty #mod angel #mod ghost #spencer reid fluff #british #british speaking Y/N #request #thank you for submitting !!

[goblinpuppy35]

David Thewlis

Only Fools and Horses (TV series) - 1985

#david thewlis #gif #young remus lupin #remus #lupin #remus lupin #80s nostalgia #80s #80s aesthetic #tv series #only fools and horses #comedy #music #punk #acting #british

[mactavishsgfandwife]

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley Comforts You

i’m on my period atm and it’s that mental state where you just want to curl up forever and you forget to take care of yourself and i wish i had a big sexy military man to look after me :(

simon comforts a sick reader who’s been struggling to care of herself 💞

not proofread - comfort, angst, alluding to bad mental health but simon is so sweet

Coming home from a week away, working, Simon quietly unlocks the door. His heavy duffel bag weighs him down, and his dark mask and military boots make him seem almost terrifying, the humanity in him hidden behind cloth and eye black - but under his mask, his thin lips smile softly, already imagining how you’re going to greet him… how you’ll be waiting by the door, like you always are, like some sweet puppy waiting for her master to come home. Maybe you’ve baked cookies, or lit candles… maybe you’re asleep in bed, the only thing covering you being the duvet cover… all these thoughts run through his head, and he smiles to himself. God, he’s lucky.

The 4am winter cold slows his movements, but eventually the house key clicks into place, and he’s finally home. He places his kit on the floor, locking the door behind him, and switches on the light…

Only to be met with a messy house. No girlfriend, no cookies, no candles, no wet panties… just some papers, strewn about the floor. A pile of coats on the table, ibuprofen on the kitchen counter and dirty cups littered on the floor around the sofa. He almost doesn’t recognise the flat, but those are your coats by the door, and that’s your childhood teddy on the sofa. The one you only get out when you’re really, really sad.

"Oh… oh, baby," he sighs softly. Ashamedly, he’s a little disappointed, a little annoyed. He risks his ass in the field, so you don’t have to work, provides for you… and this is the welcome he gets? A dirty kitchen? Are you a pig?

But he knows you better than that. He knows you’re his good girl, you wouldn’t disrespect him like that, you want nothing more than to make him happy. He can tell by the medicine and the throat lozenges strewn everywhere, and by the fluffy comfort teddy (not so fluffy after all these years) on the sofa, that something is wrong.

He gently opens the door to your shared bedroom, moving softly and taking care not to disturb you as you slept. The room was similarly disorganised - piles of clothes, random things that needed putting back, endless cups of camomile tea on the side. And in the middle, was his girl. In his tshirt, and an unsexy pair of your comfy underwear, lying curled up into a tense ball under at least 2 blankets. A little tear wobbled on your puffy cheeks as you slept, and there was a little blood stain by your thighs.

Without a word, he removes his mask, taking away that element of separation completely so that it’s just you and him. Not Ghost and his bird, but Simon and his little girl. And his girl needed him. Tenderly, he lifted the covers and slipped into bed at your side, wrapping his strong, sore arms around you and holding you to him. He was tired and aching from training, but he would always have the energy to hold you tight. His rough, wide hands traced up and down your back in small steps and his chapped lips met your soft forehead, as he pulled you close into his chest. His body was like a blanket, shielding you from the world, keeping you cosy with your cheek against his heart, that beat behind his muscles that were so soft, and so warm…

"I’m home, love…" he coos softly into your ear, his typically rough manchester accent sounding unusually tender against your temple as he kissed it.

As his warm arms encircle you, your eyes softly start to flutter open, not quite understanding what is happening.

"Simon…"

"That’s right."

"You’re…" you look away, ashamed, as you remember the house that he had to come home to. As you remember what a bad girlfriend you’ve been.

"I’m sorry," is all you can manage to say as the tears start to fall again. Your boyfriend realises as your arms relax that you had been curled up so tightly around a little teddy… a bear, in a military uniform, that he’d bought you for fun when you were out one day and had seen it in a shop window. That bear had become your comfort when Simon was away.

"Oh, baby…" he whispers, "don’t be sorry, darlin’, m’just glad to see you."

"But the flat’s a mess… i’m a mess…"

"I’ve got it, sweetheart, we’ll get you cleaned up. Don’t worry that pretty head. Love ya too much t’let you worry about anything," he whispers softly, noticing the hot water bottle at your side, "you got cramps..?"

His thumb strokes your hair behind your ear as you nod weakly, appreciatively.

"Mhm…" you whisper, "bad’uns."

"S’alright," he smiles, pulling you face down onto his chest, and placing a firm hand on your lower back as the other holds you tight, "I can be your hot water bottle for the night."

thank you for reading lovelies :)

#cod mw2 #cod #headcanon #simon ghost riley #british #fluff #ghost #ghost x reader #ghost x you #angst #angst with a happy ending #ghost cod #ghost fluff #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #period #comfort #i need him #mactavishsgfandwife #mw2 141 #task force 141 #angsty #one shot

[phantom-of-the-memes]

So you’re going to have to start on them William coins and notes huh…

#can’t wait for another monarch death viewing party with the besties #was in the middle of bleaching my hair when I saw that that ugly fuck has cancer #what a beautiful moment #ireland #irish #King Charles #king charles iii #monarchy #british royal family #British monarchy #uk #united kingdom #england #britain #British #news #politics

[manderley]

John Moulder-Brown in Vampire Circus (1972)

#john moulder brown #vampire circus #filmedit #moveedit #moviegifs #filmgifs #usermichi #dailyflicks #fyeahmovies #horror #horroredit #british #british cinema #mine

[brits-in-briefs]

Russell Tovey

#russell tovey #british #briefs #actor

[theaestheticmodels]

#ted pullin #blakely #hot #stud #blonde #british #perfect abs #hunk #shirtless #christmas #cheers #party #boxer briefs #v line #happy trail #washboard abs #muscles #biceps #armpits #male pecs #hot pecs #pecs #gifs #male model #perfect male body #hot guy #cute boys #boys #cute #beautiful men

[anatomyofjamesyates]

#james yates #hot #model #shower #towel #bath #wet #blonde #british #stud #white #yatesy17 #hot guy #beautiful men #pretty guy #boyfriend

[hugerevelations]

#beautiful lips #cherylanngg #cheryl ann #cheryl #ann #cleavalicous #hot content #ready #hot bewbs #tig ol bitties #under b00b #midriff #brit #british #briton #english girl #english #london

[sbrown82]

Sade - “When Am I Going To Make A Living” (1984).

#sade #sade adu #helen folasade adu #when am i going to make a living #1984 #singer #icon #legend #queen #british #music #black music #jazz #song #black woman #black women #african #nigerian #biracial #black beauty #80s #retro #vintage #music video #gif #sbrown82

[blackswaneuroparedux]

The gin and tonic has saved more Englishmen's lives, and minds, than all the doctors in the Empire.

- Winston S. Churchill

#churchill #winston churchill #quote #drink #drinking #gin and tonic #empire #english #british #alcohol #britain #gin & tonic #culture

[goblinpuppy35]

David Thewlis

Love Story (Short Film) - 1998

#david thewlis #remus lupin #remus #lupin #gif #90s #young remus lupin #90s nostalgia #film #gay #dealer #london #english #british #short film #acting #kissing #wolfstar #love story

[spacekooks]

BOB'S BURGERS | S08E17 'Boywatch'

#bob's burgers #bobsburgers #userbbelcher #uk politics #boris johnson #british #just in case anyone was wondering how they're going to replace boris

[mactavishsgfandwife]

Tea Time with Price (HC)

pure silly fluffy nonsense (not proofread)

price DEFINITELY has a mug (secretly his favourite) that says "no. 1 dad". whether he has kids or not, it was actually a joke christmas gift from one of the boys (probably soap, let’s be real) to thank him for being their captain.

(p.s. i was in scotland a couple years ago and found a shop full of slightly ugly scottish tourist mugs - no way johnny doesn’t have one or two of those, with a scenic image of tobermory or a big scottish flag)

let’s face it, we all know price is like a second father to all of tf141, and deep down he takes such pride in that; so when soap gave him that stupid mug, he laughed but really found it pretty heartwarming.

and he’ll never admit it to you, you’ll tease him playfully about it and he’ll laugh and insist that it’s just a gag gift, then suggest you make him a dad. with a stupid little grin on his face, and a raised eyebrow. every time.

also, price is a nice, classic one sugar kind of guy. he doesn’t have his tea milky, just right. whereas, simon wouldn’t take sugar, and would definitely feel a little superior about it, like it makes him more of a tough guy.

photo nabbed from @collinnmckinley x

btw, my last post was my first ever fanfic and it got 200 likes which is crazyyyy to me 🤭 tysm everyone who reposted love you lots

#john price #call of duty #cod mw2 #price x reader #price x you #headcanon #tea #british #i love old men #he’s so fine

[blackbooksdaily]

It's not that kind of operation.

#black books #bernard black #manny bianco #dylan moran #bill bailey #british #british comedy #tv #s1