It Got Worse

it's almost 3 am so you know it's time for bi aaron hotchner who met a girl in seventh grade with the prettiest smile and loved to draw stars in the corners of her notebook. bi aaron hotchner who met a boy when he was fifteen, all sharp corners and crooked grins who made him feel on top of the world. a boy he knew he shouldn’t have feelings for but did anyway, dangerously, secretly. bi aaron hotchner who falls in love with haley at a play rehearsal and loves her for infinite years to come. her gentle smiles, her sunshine aura, her compassionate heart. he marries her because what else are you to do as a man in love. bi aaron hotchner who, after haley's death, goes out at night, all secret and quiet, snealing looks in dark bars, holding stardust hands and alluring smiles. bi aaron hotchner who comes to love the love he has for the people around him. breathtaking men, woman, people, bodies, grins, eyes, hair, hands. bi aaron hotchner whose eyes sometimes follow a particularly good looking LEO or agent on the field before snapping back to professionalism. bi aaron hotchner who learns and loves and lives. bi aaron hotchner who tells dave under a sunless sky, over a glass of whiskey, whose words are met with teases and caring eyes. bi aaron hotchner who never needed to tell the rest of the team because, of course, they're profilers and they never followed that 'no profiling each other' rule anyway. bi aaron hotchner who has a mini pin on his go bag, a gift from garcia, who withsands light teases from morgan and prentiss, who listens to reid recite quotes from queer literature he thinks aaron would like, who shares warm smiles with jj as they watch the team cocoon him with love and acceptance. bi aaron hotchner who might not always be comfortable in his skin but is comfortable in this. in his big heart and all the love he has to give, in his curious eyes that would follow a pretty smile across a room and off the edge of the world.

You will never again truly experience the joy of getting a follower on your small blog. In fact there's so many people swarming you that what could've been new close friends becomes a gray blob

I didn’t make friends when I was a small blog and I don’t intend to make them now.

There’s a new button on tumblr app (the diamond icon), that pops up when you open the app or the site on your desktop, asking you to join tumblr premium.

I was looking through the benefits users were promised if they paid for the subscription. So far things were normal until I came across this one

So… the thing is that tumblr’s current limits are 1,000 likes and 250 posts (this includes both original posts and reblogs) per day, that’s a pretty insane number. Because yeah it’s pretty unlikely for someone to like a thousand posts or make up to 250 posts in one day (or if it does happen to someone then it’s still highly unlikely for most people to often hit the limits), which is why it makes me think tumblr are going to lower their current limits to lowkey ‘force’ people to pay for their premium services.

If that’s the case (I hope it’s not), then yeah tumblr is going to absolutely lose a lot of its users.

Listen, I know tumblr hasn’t been doing well financially lately, which is why the staff seems to be trying to promote ad-free service and the premium thing, but lol I promise you, lowering limits and forcing people to pay to avoid getting daily limits or making it nearly impossible for people to scroll through posts without getting bombarded by dozens of ads won’t fix their financial situation. If anything, it will drive thousands of users away, most of whom have been on tumblr for more than a decade.

I’d love to help support the staff and this hell site the best I could, if I could. Because despite everything this place is still the only platform on which I am most comfortable being myself and talking about my interests with friends I’ve made on here. But forcing people to pay isn’t a way to do it.

@staff please don’t destroy this. We like being here and we’d like to subscribe and support you guys so you could keep this place up and running. But forcing your users to pay isn’t the way.

“Yo te propuse fundir oro juntos.” 

is the most romantic declaration ever. I don’t accept discourse thanks. 

every time I fumble w my phone’s charger cable I think about emailing steven moffat a pipe bomb

Omg thank u I love this so much

I think criminal minds would have been infinitely better if everyone on the team had given Hotch just one biiiig smooch. Just a little thought

We all collectively talk about the Tightening-of-Aaron-Hotchner’s-Shirts!Era from s10 on, but I don’t think we give credit to the fact our man’s pants started to fit a weeeee bit different—BETTER—, too.

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