[19] they/them
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all i do anymore is have a cut on my finger
i'm really curious on what happened to the perception of noah schnapp. why did everyone in the stranger things fandom (especially bylers!!) go from hating him and saying they'll boycott st5 because of him (and other zionist cast members), to calling him "my shaylaaa" and adoring him again?
was the palestine tag not trending long enough for you guys to at least keep up the perfomative activism for a little long to make it look convincing? the people on this tag (and app) are the biggest flakes ever
straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys
is anyone else constantly afraid they’ll be “caught” doing stuff they’re obviously allowed or even supposed to do
i wish i was a cishet guy so that i could start a podcast and go to the gym and allow that to fulfill me spiritually. but instead i have these visions
"forgive and forget" WRONG! go to hell
Science Witch
hey. does anyone want to hear about my totoro sbi au ,
too bad.
anyway techno as totoro, phil as the dad, wilbur as satsuki, and tommy as mae.
im going to die
what makes me the saddest is that we have a developing canon sapphic couple right THERE and barely anyone acknowledges them except when it’s needed for proof/analysis,like i literally breath for mike and will but ROBIN AND VICKIE ARE SO UNDERRATED I WANT TO SEE THEM TOGETHER IN S5 SO BAD
"sapnap, tu eres mi niño"
"tu eres mi gatita"
GOD THEY MAKE ME INSANE
They are in love 💕
This photo is so funny to me like yeah George it's time you taste your own medicine
Sapnap's lovesick smile for Karl is insane
Bro's in love
THEM IN EACH OTHERS COLORS <3
Will is the type to get kissed on the lips and then have to ask to be sure it wasn't a friendship kiss
wednesday’s so whipped for enid it’s comical like. “go apologize to thing” fine. “this crime board is gross i don’t want it in our room” yes ma’am. “you have to wear this goofy ass cat costume” give me the ears. “let’s wear our snoods!” whatever you want cara mia
Spider Enid :)
wenclair brainrot anyone? dress designs by @tanuki-pyon
wednesday as anime 🖤🕷️🕸️
You’re beautiful…
Part 2
and the universe said you have played the game well
and the universe said you are loved
I made a Spiderman!Enid AU thread on Twitter so I drew it lmfao
Her name is WolfSpider (duh) and her costume is BLINDING and she owns her own fan blog where she takes her own pictures ala the OG Peter Parker
Wednesday found out her secret identity the literal first day they became roommates and for the longest time didn’t say anything because she found it fascinating how someone so BAD at keeping their identity a secret could still REMAIN a secret.
Later on when the reveal happened (and subsequent confession) Wednesday would help Enid track down whatever the next villains plan was and they become an unstoppable due
He’s on an adventure 🌧️🐱
Them 💗🖤
Obsessed with this. It’s so true
in which you love listening to reid's voice
you were new to the team, so you didn't know why everyone always cut off spencer's rambles. frankly, you thought it was adorable how happy he was to share new facts and statistics with everyone.
"did you know that the average american produces 5.91-" spencer began as everyone began walking out of the building.
"not now, reid." jj groaned. "i desperately need a drink. anyone want to come with?"
spencer looked so disappointed, and you felt bad for him, so you kept your eyes on him, urging him to continue. "go on, what does the average american produce?"
spencer's face lit up, and in that moment, you knew you would listen to any statistic he told you, no matter how odd. "the average american produces 5.91 pounds of waste every day. it's estimated that 4.4 pounds per person goes into the trash each day, while only 1.51 pounds are recycled."
"are you serious? how do you know that? why do you know that?" you pestered him for answers as his cheeks grew pink from your attention.
you were both unaware of the team making bets about when you two would start dating.
"okay genius, teach me something new. what new fact do you have for me today?" you linked your arm around spencer's as the two of you left work.
at this point, it was almost a tradition for him to tell you a new statistic as everyone began leaving.
"did you know that americans prefer french fries to any other way of eating a potato? in second and third place are baked potatoes and mashed potatoes."
as usual, the team walked behind the both of you, exchanging hushed whispers about whether you were dating.
but one fact spencer would never tell you? these facts weren't something spencer knew off the top of his head. you didn't know that every night, he would read through the pages of his numerous books and search the internet for obscure facts. and it was all so he could see your adorably surprised face every evening.
hi honey! I'm watching criminal minds and I'm very sleepy and I've been thinking about hotch and I thought I'd send something in
Would you be interested in writing something where the reader grows progressively more tired through a case (Maybe sleep deprived or from all-nighters) and because reader is so tired she progressively more touchy because she has no filter? Like she keeps resting her head on Aaron's shoulder and touching his back as she walks by him. And like this isn't usual for reader but Aaron doesn't mind because he thinks it's cute and is love with reader.
sleepless
cw; fluff!!!!!!!!!!!
you've gained an immunity to coffee. you must've, or the department's supply was straight decaf.
you attempted to pour another cup, it being your fourth, fifth? helping of the day. at this point, the days were colliding together; it was hard to tell where one ended and the next began. you, all of you, hadn't slept in at least thirty-five hours, and while everyone was seemingly managing their lack of sleep, you were close to delirious. you could barely hold yourself upright; a small yelp escaped you as a hot droplet scorched your skin, a swig of coffee missing your mug altogether.
abandoning your drink, you redirected yourself back to the department's conference room, where aaron and the rest of the team had been throwing ideas around for the past three hours. the past three, long hours.
aaron. you'd so much rather prefer to be tangled up in bed with him, sleeping comfortably in his arms. you'd be embedded into his side, a leg thrown across his waist, clutching onto him as if he were about to slip through your fingertips. maybe he would even be shirtless, allowing you to feel his muscles flex around you as he held you in his sleep, strong and secure. his skin was soft, much softer than anything you've ever encountered. that was much more tempting than discussing who-had-done-what and why-they-decided-to-do-it.
instead of opting to settle into your empty, waiting chair- it wasn't nearly as inviting- you stood behind aaron's chair. you draped your arms around his shoulders, hands falling in front of his chest, your face only a few inches away from the crook of his neck.
aaron froze slightly at the initial touch, but relaxed in his chair as he recognized it was you. he was still exhibiting a stiffness in his composure, as you were in front of your colleagues and officers could enter the room unannounced at any moment, but he didn't have the heart to push you away, especially not when his heart belonged to you. and besides, he wouldn't deprive himself the contact. he's missed you, despite the fact you hadn't been a few feet away all day.
he peeked back as much as he could manage, his eyebrows taking form in their signature furrow as he made an observation. he also immediately took note of your exhausted state, surprised that he hadn't already done so sooner.
"no coffee?"
"hm? oh, i must've forgotten." you murmured, taking a breath. your next words escaped you in a yawn, "you smell good."
aaron's ears immediately flushed at your words, and derek nearly snorted out a laugh, he had managed to cover his mouth just in time.
you were aware enough to know derek was making fun of you on some account as you heard his snicker, giving him the stink eye. "what?"
"nothing." derek's mouth formed in a line to prevent himself from smiling, skimming through the file placed in front of him. "nothing at all."
as everyone fell back into conversation, you could feel yourself beginning to nod off. you had been mindlessly tracing patterns along aaron's chest, and the repeated movements were enough to lull you to sleep, finding a relaxed, comforting ease within it, his dress shirt soft against your fingertips.
"aaron?" you whispered, loud enough only for him.
"yes?"
"i was thinking about you shirtless earlier."
aaron's jaw tightened, eyes quickly darting around the table to make sure no one heard you but him. "oh, were you?"
"yeah." you sighed out happily, the image coming easily to mind. "you're so pretty, you know that? i could look at you forever."
his lips pulled into a small smile, barely a laugh escaping him. "thank you sweetheart, i could say the same to you."
"no, don't say that just because i said that, you're only saying that because i said that." you whined gently, tiredness finally claiming your mind. you laid your head more so on his shoulder, the angle was awkward and strained your neck, but you were too tired to care. "let me compliment you. just you."
just as he was about to answer, spencer inquired for aaron's input, causing your conversation to cease. while aaron answered, you couldn't help but admire him; his prominent jawline, his long, dark, beautiful eyelashes, and his voice was like silk to your ears. soft, captivating and familiar.
sudden movement caused you to startle, knocking you back into the real world. the team had all begun packing up papers, exiting the room before you could put together what had just happened. not that you could to begin with, you had been oblivious to the entirety of the discussion.
"sweetheart." aaron stood up slowly, in attempt to prevent you from losing balance against his chair and reaching for you once he was on his feet. "i think it's about time you finally got some rest."
"no, 'm fine." a yawn betrayed your words, clutching onto the sleeve of his suit jacket. "i don't wanna leave you."
"get some sleep, for me, please. can you do that for me?"
"yeah, of course i can." you caved right away, easily persuaded as it was him, your words slurring a bit in sleepiness, "i can, just for you."
"thank you darling," he laughed softly, taking off his jacket to drape it over your shoulders.
"aaron? did i tell you that i love you today?" you asked as he guided you out, clumsily tripping over your own feet.
"every day sweetheart, you let me know every day.” there was a gentle look in his eyes, a hand on the small of your back. “now c'mon, i'll drive you to the hotel."
people who are asking for twiyor kiss are objectively wrong. we deserve a warm twiyor hug maybe anya is there too and maybe loid is so tired he just collapses into yor's arms and she doesn't know what to do so they just hug him and it's so comforting for him that he just melts into it and wonders why he never did this before.