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windswept-fields · 9 months
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Wes Anderson movies + text post part 3/11 (or until I give up)
Asteroid City edition
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toogay2besaved · 7 months
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People who say these two are their ✨comfort characters✨ need therapy asap.
I am people.
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juniperjellyfish · 5 months
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I made something
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missbangtangirl · 1 year
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Modelz 😍🤩
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before-you-ship · 1 year
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I'm all for queer representation in shows and movies. It makes people like us feel seen, heard and accepted. However, I don't believe society should put pressure on celebrities and public figures to come out to us. It's not our place and they are under no obligation to do so. They're human. They deserve privacy and respect.
I understand how we think certain characters, story lines, music, etc, can feel like we're being saved. I understand that feeling myself, but they don't owe you anything for that.
I'm seeing this a lot with Danielle Savre/Stefania Spampinato, Paget Brewster/AJ Cook, D'Arcy Carden/Abbi Jacobson, Jenna Ortega/Emma Myers, Taylor Swift and so many more.
They're human. Let them be that.
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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years
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Y'all don't understand how much I adore and love Maya Hawke. She's so fucking gorgeous, it makes me want to scream. And her voice is of a literal angel. I love her so much<333
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estellaestella · 28 days
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So glad Timmy is not on board with JJ. Instead Timmy should be convincing Tarantino to put him in his final film.
Everyone into movies is already fancasting Zendaya in a KILL BILL sequel, as Vivica Fox's daughter who needs to get revenge for her mum's death. And if Maya Hawke joins Uma Thurman as her daughter then it makes sense for Zendaya's character to team up with someone too. Does it have to be the child of one of the other assassins Uma/The Bride had killed? No. But, if needed, Daryl's Hannah's jawline can vouch for Timmy.
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hercesofourtime · 1 year
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@havenforged continued from here (switched to beta)
JJ smiled, she understood what Maya was talking about, “he’s almost like the younger brother you never asked for,” she said with a small smile, “I have a feeling that he’s goal is to get a chance to annoy you as much as he can.” JJ let out a small breath, “I understand,” she replied, “I don’t think I could leave this place unless forced out. It’s home is some strange way and the team is like family.” She ran a hand over the back of her neck and smiled at her cousin, “and I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you are getting married.” She nodded her head, “sound good, and we’ll get something, I mean I’m always down for take out but I have a feeling that we’ll be cooking tonight and maybe share a bottle of wine or something. I’m just going to make sure that they don’t call unless it’s an emergency or have you already settled that with Emily.”
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Can you do one where someone calls Reid 'Spencie' and it triggers Reid's ptsd.
The team is working at a precinct in California and one of the female detectives, Maria, keeps flirting with Spencer. He doesn’t really know how to ask her to stop, so instead he treats her exactly how he does all of the other officers, answering her questions politely and showing her a certain amount of respect. Unfortunately, it only seems to encourage her. Spencer knows it’s uncomfortable for everyone, but he doesn’t really know what to do about it.
They’re about to break for lunch, and Maria sidles into the conference room that the BAU has co-opted for their investigation.
“I’m going to go pick up sandwiches,” Maria says to the team, but focusing on Spencer. “Could you all write down your orders for me?”
Everyone writes down their order except for Spencer, who is too busy focusing on the case to bother eating, and he continues to stare straight ahead, his eyes glued to the evidence board.
“Is that everyone? How about you, Spencie?”
She places a hand on Spencer’s shoulder and he jerks away from her, eyes wide and glazed. He stares in her direction for a moment before he gets up and quickly walks out of the room.
“Jeez, was it something I said?” Maria laughs, but the rest of the team is looking worriedly out the doorway where Spencer just left.
“I’ll go after him,” JJ says, and she darts off to see if she can find where Spencer has gone. Maria shrugs and leaves to get the sandwiches.
Several minutes later, JJ finds Spencer on the floor, squeezed between two boxes of paper in a supply closet, tears streaming down his face. She sits down on the floor in front of him and keeps her hands in her lap.
“You okay?” she asks gently.
Spencer shakes his head.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Can’t,” he whispers.
“That’s okay,” JJ soothes. “Do you want to let me know when you can?”
Spencer nods and then rests his forehead on his knees, rocking lightly back and forth, and JJ just waits for him to be ready, sitting quietly, letting Spencer know that she’s here, that it’s going to be okay. It takes almost twenty minutes before Spencer lets out a breath and lets his head fall back against the wall behind him.
“She called me ‘Spencie,’” he says hoarsely, staring up at the ceiling. 
“I noticed that,” JJ says.
“Only one other person has ever called me that before.”
“Who was that?”
“Cat Adams.”
Suddenly everything clicks for JJ, and she leans forward.
“Can I touch you?” she asks, and waits for Spencer’s nod before she lunges forward and throws her arms around him. “I’m so sorry,” she says. “That must have brought up some painful stuff.”
“I don’t like to think about her,” Spencer sighs. “I don’t want to remember that she exists. Now I can’t get her face and her voice out of my head.”
JJ stays with Spencer until he’s feeling better, and when they eventually return to the conference room, she takes Maria aside and asks her not to call Spencer that name again – better yet, to just give Spencer some space. Maria is very apologetic and agrees. 
As a peace offering, she gives him the extra sandwich she picked up before she leaves the room.
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dilfcherricola · 2 years
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forgot maya the psychic is the last song on the album he can’t keep getting away with this
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masoncarr2244 · 2 years
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Some more gifs I made from Station 19 3x06.
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cour4geous · 2 years
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laura stensen... jennifer jareau... maya bishop... cousins.
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missbangtangirl · 1 year
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Season 6 Baby ❤️🎉🙏🏾
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before-you-ship · 1 year
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twins
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eidetic187 · 1 year
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Crimi.nal mi.nds ac.e atto.rney au
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rafesfavgirl · 1 month
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treat you better — j. maybank
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❝ tell me, why are we wasting time on all your wasted crying when you should be with me instead? i know i can treat you better ❞
pairing: best friend!jj x cheater!reader
context: once again, you went through your boyfriend's phone and found things you didn't wanna find. but for some reason, you can't seem to build up the courage to finally end things with him (he was your first love, after all). so, you turn to your best friend, jj, for advice and comfort.
words: 1.4k+
warnings: reader's in a toxic relationship, mild cheating (physical & emotional, but i don't condone it!!), a little angst, fluff
you sat at the edge of the pier at the chateau, your eyes focused on the way the moon reflected off the marsh. you had just snuck out of your boyfriend's house after he fell asleep and you looked through his phone.
adriana. kelly. paige. maya. lauryn. the number of girls' names you found in his insta dms and messages went on and on.
why did you put up with this? i mean, sure, he was your first… everything, but was he really worth it?
"y/n?" you hear a familiar voice call out your name and turn your head to find jj walking down the dock to join you. "what are you doing out here?"
"just needed some time to think," you said, looking back out towards the marsh.
jj lets out a sigh, already having an inkling of what must be bothering you, and takes a seat beside you. "let me guess… liam again?"
"i just don't understand why it can't just be me," you shrug, a thousand things running through your head. most of the time, liam told you the girls were just his "friends". but deep down, you always wondered whether or not he took it any further with any of them. and that thought, alone, made you sick to your stomach.
"i mean, am i doing something wrong?" you turn your head to look jj, only to find that he was already looking at you, a certain kind of sadness filling his baby blues. he hated that you even thought you were the one in the wrong.
"it's not you, y/n. whatever he's doing, it's on him," he tells you. "stop putting up with it."
"but i love him, j," you admit, your voice cracking a little. you knew that you shouldn't. he was a scum bag. nothing but a cheater. but he was also the guy who made you feel like the most special girl in the world. the one you'd completely laid yourself bare to. "what am i suppose to do about that?"
the defeated look in your eyes broke his heart. but instead of listing off different ways you could deal with liam, jj decides to be a friend, and opens his arms up to you, "come here."
for the first time all night, you let yourself break, and immediately fall into his arms.
"i just don't get it," you sobbed into jj's chest, as he ran a hand through your hair and rested his head on top of yours,
in an attempt to soothe you. "i've done everything, j." you continued. "everything he needs from me, i do. everything he wants me to be, i try to be. so why can't he just let the other girls go? why can't i just be the one?"
hearing you cry about this guy was not only breaking jj's heart, but also making his blood boil. liam didn't deserve you, he knew that much.
after a few minutes in silence of jj just running his hands through your hair and pepperring soft kisses on your head, you finally pull away from him, looking like a complete mess.
there were now black stains under your eyes from crying some of your mascara off, and pieces of your hair stuck to your tear-stained cheeks, as you sniffled.
"i'm sorry," you said, attempting to rub off the mascara stains also leftover on jj's shirt. "your shirt's all stained with tears and mascara now."
"i don't give a shit about my shirt, y/n," he tells you, bringing a hand up to tuck your messy hair behind your ear. "are you okay?"
you sighed, the tears threatening to well up in your eyes again. ugh. after hearing yourself going on about the way you've felt about liam treating you, you were beginning to wonder whether or not it was really love you were feeling for him or not.
but if it wasn't love, why did you still feel like crying?
"i don't even know anymore," you say honestly, shaking your head and running your fingers through your hair. "i mean, how do you even go about loving someone who's hurt you so much?"
"you don't," jj tells you.
"you don't think i love him?" i asked. i wasn't sure why i was asking jj, but i also knew that he knew me better than anyone. maybe even better than liam. so if there was anyone who could tell whether or not i was in love… it'd be him, right?
"i can't tell you how you feel, y/n," he says.
"i'm not asking you to," i reply. "i just wanna know what you think."
he sighs, and shifts his eyes between yours. he knew exactly what he wanted to say, but he wasn't sure it was his place to do so—more so, he wasn't sure you'd like his take.
"promise you won't get mad?"
you chuckle, feeling uneasy now. "why would i get mad?"
"i think you're scared," he says, causing you to furrow your brows.
you scoff, thinking he sounds ridiculous. "scared? why would i be scared?"
"because he's your first," he shrugs. "i mean, he was your first, right?"
"so? what does that have to do with anything?" you ask, knowing damn well the information was relevant.
"i know you, y/n," he says, locking his eyes with mine. "you're a hopeless romantic who has your head buried in those romance books all the time because that's what you want. you want your first to be the one. and you're a perfectionist. you can't stand the idea of putting your all into one person only for them to not be worth it… so all this time… that's what you've tried to do."
you stay quiet. jj was actually making sense.
"i'm not saying you didn't love him," he continues. "i think you really did, but the love you felt before isn't what you're feeling now. i think it's just indifference. you don't want to believe that you've actually lost feelings for someone you've fought so hard for, so you try to convince yourself those feelings are still there. because that way… at least you won't be the bad guy."
your mouth had fallen agape, as you realized that jj was right. "wow."
"but you're not the bad guy anyway," he assures you, placing a hand on top of yours. "you've done all you can. what he does isn't your fault. your only fault would be staying."
"but what if he's fucked me up so bad that i've become unlovable?" you ask, voicing your real fear. truth was, you weren't always the best girlfriend. since liam made you feel so insecure about his feelings towards you all the time, it made you act out in ways you never thought you would. you'd call him incessantly when he wouldn't answer. you'd demand he cut certain girls off. ask for his location at all times. he saw the absolute worst of you. and yet, he stayed. what if no one else did?
"is that really what you think?" jj asks.
"i wasn't always the perfect girlfriend, j," i admit, glancing down and fiddling with his fingers on top of mine. "i was insecure all the time. i constantly-"
"because he made you feel that way," jj cuts you off, and picks your head up with his hands to make you look at him. "don't you get it, y/n? whatever you did, it was because of him. anyone made to feel insecure would act out. that's not your fault. you're just…" his eyes shift between yours. "human."
"but what if-"
"but nothing," he shook his head. "you are the absolute perfect version of yourself, y/n. and liam's an idiot for not realizing that. it doesn't get better than you."
without even thinking and being overwhelmed by the sweetness of jj's words, you lean in to kiss him.
he doesn't even hesitate to kiss you back, his hands on your face immediately tangling into your hair. 
your hands make their way to back of his head, the kiss deepening as they do.
your tongues dance together in perfect harmony, until you abruptly pull away.
"wait, wait, wait," you say, and he looks at you, a mix of confusion and sadness at the lost of touch present on his face. "this feels wrong."
he glances down, "oh."
"no, not like that. i mean-" you take a deep breath to get your words together, while jj just looks at you. "the kiss was great. amazing, even. it's just… i'm still technically liam's girlfriend."
his eyes light up at the compliment about the kiss, before he chuckles, "shit."
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