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yellow-dog-rover · 2 months
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Just updated my pronouns
Look at the pinned post and blog intro now
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rhyshavilliard · 2 years
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going to solidify myself with the right people right off the bat and offer to sjmtumblr a commission of my people ✨ elriel hive where are you
please no reposting without credits (@/seijousai and @/rhysdanaan on twitter)
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hoarder-of-dragons · 4 months
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True friendship is manifesting the delay of your exam with friends @ronnieweirdo
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romantique-dreams · 11 months
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HI AGAIN! i figured if i couldn't write i would at least like change my user or something soooooo
munsons-bun > romantique-dreams
THANK YOU. that is all.
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mmeowsynth · 1 year
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hiiii !! i’m S !! i’m 20 and New Here (to aphblr lol)
i made this account so i can have somewhere to be sooo normal about mcd (maybe mystreet as well..)
i’ll be randomly posting mc skin redesigns of the characters for funzies as well as just being sooo silly !!
let’s be mutuals ? :3
(if you somehow recognize any mc skins i post/my shading style.. no u don’t..! my main does not exist !)
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reidholic · 1 year
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introduction :0
hi !! my name is kae or jamie, and this is my criminal minds sideblog :) my main is @teawan! a few things about me:
i'm a fanfic writer (teawan on ao3), so feel free to drop ideas for drabbles/fics in my askbox! i can't guarantee anything, but i might write a couple hundred words for anything that catches my fancy [winks badly]
i'm not completely through with the series yet--i'm currently working my way through season 6 (so no spoilers pls!!!)
please never hesitate to send asks, i love those things and will do everything in my power to respond to each and every one of them <3
all my blogs are a safe space for everyone--whether you're queer (which i am!), a poc (also me), neurodivergent, etc
that's it for now! i'm so excited to join the cm community and meet all you wonderful people :D
current episode: s06e06 / devil's night
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gugglebug · 7 months
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I always considered myself a tumblr kid but I only started using tumblr like this year. I was a tumblr kid by proxy.
All this to say I'm confused here yet I've never felt more at home.
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tapeworrmart · 6 days
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Panic Attack 🪩👔
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icarryitin · 1 month
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Workplace Hot
spencer reid/gn!reader
look i don’t know what this is or where it came from, all i know is one day i woke up normal and then by the end of it i had started CM from the beginning and fallen in love w this man
masterlist
word count: 1.2k//warnings: literally zero, just vibes
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Things never go smoothly, do they?
Never quite to plan, there’s always something missing from the final draft, or something unexpected lurking in the background of the big picture.
This surprise comes gift wrapped just for you, in stupidly attractive, nerdy, beanpole patterned paper.
The first time you lamented about your unfortunate crush on Dr Spencer Reid had been over mojitos at your favourite little hole-in-the-wall bar. Sitting at the raised table with the remainder of your girl group from college, staring dismally at the bottom of your glass, they’d tried to convince you he was just Workplace Hot. Proximity Hot. Work crushes are commonplace as anything, they come just as quickly as they go. God, you wish they’d been right.
You’d tried to convince yourself of it, anyway, and that worked for a little while. You were happy enough to sit at your desk, the man in question mirroring your position somewhere on your right, five days a week. You could do your paperwork in his general vicinity and not feel like you were about to catch fire every time he leaned over the aisle to pinch a file from your stack. And then, there was The Incident.
The Incident - named for the absolute havoc wrought on your nerves until the early hours of a Sunday morning in May. Uncoordinated nights out though they had been, with your own friends out celebrating a birthday and his little group with their own agenda for the evening, it would have been rude not to wave across the bar at him. The rest of them had been too far gone already but one of your friends noticed your shy grin, arguably your best - friendship forged in the fire of back to back forensic psychology classes would be hard pressed to die. She noticed, because of course she did. So you’d told her, because of course she’d have worked it out. And then, to your horror, she’d walked right over to him. Because of course she would. She’d wandered back over to your group only a few minutes later, a solemn look on her face under the dulled bar lights.
“Do you get what I mean?”
“Oh, I get it, my condolences.”
You had been doomed from the start - cursed, bewitched. Lulled into a false sense of security via cardigans and wide eyes and odd socks until you find yourself here. Six months into your new job, and six months into an embarrassingly cumbersome crush on the good doctor.
Which probably would have been fine if either one of you stayed behind at Quantico regularly, but you don’t. Instead, you’re burdened by six months worth of knowledge of all his little quirks thanks to case after case after case.
You know he’ll commandeer the couch on the jet when he can, because he likes to stretch out when he naps. You know exactly how much sugar he takes in his coffee, too much - you feel mildly nauseous every time you make him a cup, but you still make it. You know that he chews on the inside of his lip when he’s thinking particularly hard about something, just as well as you know he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it. And sure, it’s not just him, you’ve learned these silly little things about every member of the BAU team. But Reid’s just seem clearer to you. More significant. You’re a little more self conscious when you find yourself looking at him. Even in conversation, even if he’s looking to you for an observation about the Unsub. You can’t hold his eye for very long.
He knows, you’re sure of it.
There’s a rule - don’t profile the team. The golden rule. The golden rule that gets broken about fifty times a day.
Spencer likes the rule, even if he doesn’t always respect it. Sometimes it needs a little disrespecting, he thinks so anyway. Sometimes his colleagues, his teammates, his friends - they need somebody to prod them a little, letting people in goes against every fibre of a behavioural analyst’s being. But trust has to be built somehow.
He’s about this close to cracking you.
Which hasn’t been easy by any stretch of the word. You’d held him at arm’s length for much longer than the others, and at first he’d thought he annoyed you. It made sense enough, he’s been called annoying enough times in his life to know he definitely can be, and the way you’ve never really been able to look him in the eye would suggest you don’t want to get into the situation where he could be. He tries his best not to ramble at you, even now, just in case. Though that initial ice has long since melted.
You’re a lot more open with him now, even if there’s still parts he has to chip away at thick stone walls to get to. Silly things, that not everyone would care to know about their co-workers, but Spencer absolutely needs to know about you.
Which is where the stakeout game comes in.
It’s silly, really. Twenty questions - who plays twenty questions as a grown adult? FBI agents who desperately want to get to know other FBI agents whilst they’re stuck in the confines of an SUV’s backseat for hours on end. That’s who.
Derek and Emily sit up front, watching the quiet street, the way they’re supposed to be - as Spencer desperately tries to guess your favourite movie. He’s narrowed it down to two in his mind, in only three questions. The traditional rules of the game had gotten boring after the first few cases, you’d laughed and told him that he’s too good at guessing. He’d told you that you’re just not asking the right questions on your turns. You’re watching him carefully in the dark now, the way you’re meant to be watching the Unsub’s house. You don’t make eye contact but you’re studying his face all the same, he wishes you would. He’s become a little too dependent on the way his heart seizes when you allow him that kind of vulnerability.
He doesn’t have time to pick a film or ask another question anyway, because the Unsub is flying out the back door of the house, he’s jumping out of the SUV with everybody else, and the Unsub is surrounded. Thanks to your work, your observation being the final piece of the puzzle that had clicked everything else into place.
You’re chatting to a local officer when Spencer calls out the title of your favourite movie across the street. His guess, twenty questions completed in just three. How very Spencer Reid of him.
He’s right - obviously. He doesn’t need to watch the way your head drops and your shoulders shake with a giggle, interrupting your conversation to turn to him. But he watches all the same, he always does.
Your eyes sparkle in the dark when you look back over your shoulder, finally catching his under the orange haze of the streetlights, and sending a kaleidoscope of butterflies surging in the pit of his stomach. Paper thin wings clog up his throat, spindly legs tickle his lungs.
Work crushes are commonplace - but this one might just be the death of him.
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larkoneironaut · 5 months
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✨Seven of Pentacles✨
Reaping what is sown, perseverance
🌿Lily of the Valley🌿
Return to happiness
Can you guess what my tarot card symbolizes?
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jackshiccup · 1 month
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the greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return
have been perpetually rotating @bignostalgias white winter hymnal hijack inside my mind palace like rotisserie chicken i adore this life-changing au to the core my bones and teeth ache badly from thinking about them <3
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svnnnne · 1 year
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chu~
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seokmattchuus · 5 months
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Accidentally sending a picture to ZB1 - Fake Texts
A/n: Happy New Year! I hope you guys enjoy this 🩵🖤 Also, I will be trying to set up a posting schedule for the other stuff I have so keep an eye out for that <3
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skz-films · 7 months
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the director and the cameraman.
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rosefinnigen · 12 days
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I’m not saying I have extremely fuckable thighs or anything but I am saying I have extremely fuckable thighs
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booksandpaperss · 1 year
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yes byler coming out to the party during the apocalypse n all but what about byler living together during and even after college and Dustin and Lucas are so used to them being attached at the hip that they genuinely don’t think anything of it, el knows courtesy of Will but doesn’t tell anyone and Max figured it out but thinks it’s hilarious that Dustin and Lucas have absolutely no idea, so one day when they’re all around age 30 Mike and Will announce that they’re engaged and Dustin n Lucas fall out of their chairs
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