and for tyler to move out

hey guys. i just had to get a new blog because porn blogs kept reblogging my selfies on my original one, @dodieadeux.
I’m also looking for blogs to follow and trying to regain as many followers as possible (i had to move at 1.9k)
so please reblog this if you post: dodie clark, thomas sanders, hayley kiyoko, vesperteen, brendon urie, tyler joseph and josh dun, dan howell and phil lester, fall out boy, lynn gunn, selena gomez, halsey, paramore, conan gray, ben j pierce, connor franta, troye sivan, etc.
mutuals can reblog to spread the word; every reblog is appreciated :)

I'm starting to feel a little bit Ancient™ in the Markiplier fandom, so reblog if you remember any of these

Tiny Box Tim
Press B to Blow
Lucky Flannel
Herb Lore
Unnecessary Censorship
“BITCH IM FABULOUS!!!”
Drunk Minecraft
The Fish Cone
“Ass-blasting bitchaloid”
The original Darkiplier videos (like Be Still)

Mark first adopting Chica
Stone face Tyler (aka the first video Tyler was in)
Mark first dyeing his hair pink for charity
Mark moving in with the Cyndago guys

Feel free to add others if you guys think of any!!

(P.S. I’m in no way trying to say that you’re not a “true fan” or something stupid like that if you don’t know all these references/didn’t see all these vids when they first came out. I’m just still feeling nostalgic after seeing Mark on tour and felt like taking a walk down memory lane.

Here’s the full transcript of Mark talking Darkiplier in the livestream

(Time approx. 3 hours, 52 minutes to 4 hours, 4 minutes into the stream. And, yes, this took forever). Thought you’d like this, maybe.

I’ve bolded stuff I find especially interesting.

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Mark: Long ago, a long time ago, I liked to do these scary edits because I just felt like doing scary edits and this is how Darkiplier got born. And then what happened was over time Darkiplier became less and less about the scary figure and more about this romantic figure, and it always rubbed me the wrong way. And I kind of shied away from Darkiplier for a while. And I really really really- if I was going to bring Darkiplier, and when we thought about this, we thought, okay there should be a Darkiplier route. And that was there from the beginning, and so when I wanted to do it I wanted to do it my way, and I wanted to do it right, and I wanted to have this unending level of creepiness. And at the same time, I didn’t want to step on the toes of Antisepticeye because I know there’s a big fan base of that, and I didn’t want to get in the way of that at all and I really don’t care that there’s more than one dark personalities of people. But when I saw the opportunity to have this character here, I spent like 8 hours editing this, like just meticulously every single RBG. This is a layer, we green screened this one, I color corrected it, I separated the RBG layers I added the shakes and glitchiness every frame. I worked on the voice, too. The voice took me the longest to figure out. Like the shakes! And my computer was dying this whole time cause I put my effects on here.

Tyler: The amount of time you had to spend rendering this.

Mark: And so, the audio’s actually three separate layers. It would have been two, but Kathryn helped me out on that one to make it more clear. It’s a normal pitched layer that’s edited, echoed, reverbed, mastered, and convoluted which means it’s just thrown off to the left and right, and then it’s a deep layer of that. But then to make it really come together- it didn’t live without this center channel that wasn’t convoluted but was centered. But getting that voice right was so pinnacle, so paramount to what I wanted to come out of this. And we did like thirty minutes of shooting various versions of me talking to the camera and I wanted to pick the exact dialogue that really kind of gave away my idea of what Dark is in not a terribly obvious way.

Tyler: The other thing, this was supposed to all be one video.

Mark: But YouTube annotations, this new version doesn’t allow you to link the same video multiple times, so these are literally the old videos that I first did when Darkiplier first came about, like, these are the ones, especially this one here, and then this is my cheap knockoff Darkiplier.

Amy: Canon Darkiplier.

Mark: Canon Darkiplier. And I’m going to readily admit something. I joked about Darkiplier because it didn’t seem like something people wanted to take seriously, and I’m okay with that on certain aspects but it had diverged into multiple different facets and multiple different personalities, and everyone had their own version of Darkiplier, and I thought it was hilarious that, “Hey, here’s my version of Darkiplier, and he’s an idiot.” Like, he’s just this weird emo kid. And then I stepped back from that, like, I stepped back. And you can even- in that time, when I was doing those videos, in this era, I was not very happy. I was kind of… I was pessimistic about a lot of things. And I felt like that bled through in a lot of things I did. And that’s why even October of last year I literally made Darkiplier an emo character. And then when we were getting to this, I thought about it like very carefully and I thought back to why I did it originally, and I did it originally because, well, Darkiplier wasn’t even a thing. Darkiplier was not a thing when I was making those videos. I just wanted to make some creepy stuff. And then I thought about that, and I was like if I want to make a statement about who this is, I need to own that and I need to put something out there that is not ambiguous, because I realize that’s where I went wrong. I didn’t have a solid character so obviously, people would come up with their own versions, they would fill in the gaps where they saw fit. So, when I made this I had to embrace it fully and fine-tune it down to exactly where I wanted. When you choose the “fake” choice carrying through to this one, I really wanted that to come through, except at the end to this video, where it gets silly, but that’s because the real me comes in and the real me’s an idiot. And I’ve actually watched this over and over again because I’m listening to the takes I put in here and I’m listening to my inflection and my tone, my demeanor and I’m imagining like how to refine it better next time when I bring him back, like how to do it better.

Tyler: I remember now, I set up the table.

Mark: Yeah, you did. You set up the table we had to change it out for clear glasses because the green screen was reflecting through. But yeah, even this, like the intersplices of anger, and this is me getting real deep in the meta of Darkiplier, like if that’s even a thing that can be- let me just pause it here. I don’t read too much into this but if there’s something that I want to take seriously, I want to actually do right. So, in my mind, Darkiplier is an entirely different person from me. But, much like Warfstache, doesn’t obey the laws of physics. He exists in another world entirely and bleeds through into this one. This is sounding really nerdy of me.

Tyler: I remember the Warfstache talk.

Mark: So Completely unironically, Darkiplier is a completely separate entity from who I am. But, he admires what I’ve accomplished, and he’s very much… people picked up on this, and people thought it was really creepy, because it’s what I wanted. He’s a social manipulator. He is literally, 100% manipulative. He leads you into this false sense of security, and he wants you to trust him because he wants to take advantage of you. That is literally what I wanted for Darkiplier. And how creepy and scary that actually is from the surface. Especially in this first bit, where he says, “If dinner is what you want, then I can provide.” And I wanted this to come across in a seductive way while also masking, like, this burning rage inside that breaks through the suave nature of it. That was my clue to reveal he’s not your friend. He’s not here to help you. He’s here to use you. And that also came across when I was thinking about, like, the effects. Like, his image shatters, he separates because he’s not entirely kept together, you know what I mean? So, I wanted like the drastic impacts of the rage pulling back suddenly to the calm nature and the demeanor and this last one, I was thinking was especially telling. It’s not me trying to break through, it’s his shell cracking.

Kathryn: I love that.

Mark: Yeah? It’s my favorite of all of them.

Kathryn: That’s one’s my favorite. I have legitimately just gone and watched that bit.

Mark: Yeah?

Kathryn: It’s really good.

Mark: Oh, thank you.

Kathryn: I really like that.

Mark: Yeah. And number 1 the visuals work hard on this one, but nailing the audio- that high-pitched ringing that a lot of people were like wow that really hurts my ears, that was by design. That was supposed to hurt because listening to him- a lot if inspiration for him comes from G-man from Half-life 2 and 1, like this weird interdimensional person that seems human but is obviously not and doesn’t obey the laws of physics, and is just like this shell of a person that’s in a suit. Not a suit, literally a human suit, and is trying to figure out how to puppet it right that you believe him, but he’s really good at it. And that’s where the scariness of Darkiplier, I think, really comes from, is because he seems like someone you can trust, and he will manipulate you, and take advantage of you, and literally use you, and to me that’s terrifying. Like that’s the antithesis of what I want to be and so if I’m going to make an opposite version of me, he’s gonna be the fucking worst. Like worse than any romantic story can ever bring about. He’s fucking awful.

Amy: It was convenient, though, I like the way it goes from Relax to this, like the video “Relax,” because then people were not expecting this. But it’s so nice to have it on Valentine’s Day. It works so well.

Mark: And then came the bullshit transition that we had to do. So, this is comical in a way.

Amy: It doesn’t drag it though.

Mark: Yeah it doesn’t drag. You get the scary. Tyler’s here-

Tyler: In Mark’s suit, which I have fit in, but not the pants.

Mark: He didn’t fit, we forgot to get a tie, like, we printed out a mask, and I looked at this and was like I could try to make this creepy, and then I went, I objectively can’t. Let me throw in some punch sound effects.

Tyler: I have to make sure, cause-

Mark: He couldn’t see shoot.

Tyler: No, I couldn’t, and I had to keep moving the mask cause there was one time we did this that the mask ended up completely on the side of my head and I was just like, hey Mark, you can’t touch my face.

Amy: The convenient thing about this, though, with all the glitches is that you can hide stuff with it.

Tyler: Yeah, and there’s a reason I never let go of Mark I have no clue where anything is.

Mark: Yeah, oh man. Oh, this, oh my god. Oh, and secret Easter egg- you know who Dark is because he doesn’t have a shadow. Totally intentional and by design.

Amy: His toes are missing too, but.

Mark: Shh he doesn’t have toes he’s so scary.

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heavydirtymv
  • ends at night with a bang just like their shows
  • ends the same way it starts (circle, goner 2012 kind of thing, i’m sure you’ve heard this theory)
  • tyler mimes drumming throughout the video therefore
  • “can you save” is directed at josh and you can’t tell me otherwise
  • josh doesn’t get out of the way of the car because he’s the boy who lives and breathes plan a and he’d totally follow tyler even if his life turned out to be a total… …wait for it… … …….. wreck
  • the car misses josh because tyler can never intentionally direct his anger, jealousy, anxiety caused by mental illness at josh because how could he hurt a person who’s “important to [him]”, who’s “the love of [his] life”
  • josh’s drums go on fire because his problem is anxiety that has been probably flaring up because of the fame that his friendship & partnership in music making with tyler brought him
  • tyler’s in the backseat because blurryface driving is like having your life out of control because of mental illness and once you realize that you’re sick you have to take your life in your hands. but once that happens in the vid blurryface is gone from the driver’s seat because he’s a fucking coward nowhere to be seen. and what’s sad is that tyler doesn’t go to the front seat to try to save himself but he lets the car fall to pieces. (”i wanna crack the door so i can just fall out”…) it is a miracle that he has josh to carry on even without that metaphorical car.
  • at one point tyler makes a move like he was putting on a mask, also at the end he’s banging a metaphorical tambourine against his chest idk if this is relevant
Dimples (MET with FemReader) fluffy drabble

Originally posted by antisepticdark

(( gif not mine ))

(A/n): lmao I was gunna’ write this and then I remembered this request

Request: Idk if requests are open but i ADORE you’re writing???? And i was wondering if maybe (if you want!) You could make a mark, tyler, and ethan with reader again? Idc what situation, thank you so much!!!

Warnings: Swearing mixed with bullshit and fluff

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“No, no see? Ethan doesn’t have any.” you declared.

You lightly poked at the blue boy’s cheeks making him smile even wider.

“What is the percentage of humans that do have dimples?” Mark asked.

The four of you were sat outside under the inkwell sky. Soft yellow light that was produced from the porch lamps and sizzling fire were the only sources of light around. The L.A air was thick with a gentle heat from around the firepit, but had a crisp bite when you were out of range.

“I don’t know, like twenty?” you answered.

“Mark doesn’t have any.” Ethan pointed out.

You shifted your stare to look upon the dark haired man in the lawn chair beside yours. Squinting your eyes, you looked at him intently.

Mark didn’t move.

“Penis.” you demanded bluntly.

Mark couldn’t help but childishly break down laughing, along with Ethan.

You viewed his cheeks briefly before looking at Ethan “You’re right.”

Tyler smiled at you and chuckled a bit. You looked down at your crossed legs.

“None of you have any. Wow.” you commented, peering back up.

“What about you?” Ethan questioned, shifting calmly to look at you. A smile broke his face.

“Nahh.” you replied nonchalantly.

“No, you do. I’ve seen them.” Tyler defended, smiling a bit wider.

“Pfft, no.”

Your eyes caught sight of Mark wiggling and whining like a kid “Whaat? You have dimples and Tyler is the only one that gets to see them?”

“No, because even he hasn’t seen them because they don’t exist.” you challenged.

All Mark did was get up and strut to stand in front of you.

You looked away from him briskly, turning to face Tyler.

The bright night stars reflected off his irises and he beamed at you. To him, you mouthed the word ‘help’.

“(Y/nnnn), can I see your face please? I only want to spit on it.” Mark asked sweetly.

You shook your head wildly and squirmed a bit in you lawn chair “That’s rape.”

“May I please see your face?” The brunette asked with a bit more force.

“The Lord will slaughter your grandchildren for your crimes.”

“Pleeeaseeee??” he whined again, reaching a large hand down to you. Behind him you could hear both Tyler and Ethan already giggling.

“I REQUIRE AN ADULT!” You laughed, still not looking at him. You wiggled a bit more, eyeing behind Mark in caution “Be careful, Mark, there’s a fire there!”

“Shut up and look at me!” Mark laughed on his own.

His hand found your jaw and he pulled it to make you view him directly.

You were laughing profoundly now and so was everyone else.

“You liar, you do have dimples!”

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(A/n): Well, if this isn’t cute, then I don’t know what is

Devoid Of Color - Smut

Originally posted by multihxe

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Dylan O’Brien/Reader
Words: 4,170
AN: This was an anon request for a Soulmate AU where you didn’t see colors until you met your soulmate. I hope I did this justice because Soulmate AU’s are my FAVORITE. Love ya’ll, let me know what you think!

Title taken from Halsey’s Colors. The Veselka and Space Billiards are real places in NYC. You’re welcome.


If there was anything you wanted more in life, it was to meet your soulmate. As strange as it sounds, meeting your soulmate was a top priority in everyone’s life, because you needed to meet them in order to see color. The world was just a drab mixture of blacks and greys before that. Your mother had explained it to you once when you were small, that color would wash over your vision slowly, dull and drab, but still there. It was only when you got to know them more that the colors would become brighter, streaks of red and blue and yellow lighting up the world in full HD.

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That Was Not Acting - Cody Christian imagine

Summary: Y/n is an actress, she stars as Theo’s beta on Teen Wolf and has been for the past 1 ½ years. Her character Rebecca is required to have a steamy make out session with Theo leading into other things. No one knows that both Y/n and Cody are actually in a serious relationship until now.

Warning: Steamy make out sesh,kinda fluff and suggested smut.

A/N: gif credit to their respected owners ps ignore the fact i used Scallison as a gif it was the closest to my imagination XD

Originally posted by asplittingoffrerard

MASTERLIST


The day started like any other I arrived on set at a quarter to 8 as I always did, as usual Shelley and Tyler were on set first. I parked my car,grabbed my phone and bag then made my way out locked the car and went on with my way.

“Hey Y/n,on time as usual” Tyler greeted “that’s my girl” Shelley embraced me sweetly “So whatcha wanna do till showtime?” I asked “I dunno how bout pull a prank?” Tyler smirked wickedly “yes totally” Shelley moved her hands like a wicked scientist “but who?” I wondered “well we’ve done Dylan,Sprayberry,Ryan,Victoria-” Tyler began but Shelley cut him off “Khylin,Michael, Ian,J.R,Melissa,Holland,Each other” I pondered “Cody..we haven’t done Cody” I smiled nervously “that’s so true” Tyler exclaimed “let’s get a move on it he gets here by before 9″ Shelley expressed.

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make me bad

Title: Make Me Bad
Pairing: Tyler Joseph/Reader
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Innocent!Tyler (with a wild side), dirty talk, teasing, choking, hair pulling, unprotected sex. Just fun shit.
A/N: It’s the BBQ fic, ya’ll. Let’s have some fun tonight. I hope you like it, because I really enjoyed writing it. Hopefully, I’ll have some Josh stuff out for you soon!

Originally posted by tyjo-jishwa-imagines

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I’ve already watched this scene over and over again and every time I’ve felt like I’ve missed something. I saw the arm rubbing immediately but it felt wrong to call it that. Now I know what Lukas is doing. Lukas isn’t just rubbing up and down Philip’s arm because he wants to. Lukas is caressing Philip’s arm and calming himself. At this point in the series and especially after this episode, everyone can see the impact the murders had on Lukas. The PTSD and fear of being outed consumes him. His only escape is being with Philip and knowing that he’s there. Watching this scene made me remember something Lukas said earlier when he was describing the visions he was seeing. I’m standing right behind him and I’m holding a frying pan but I can’t move. He shoots you. Guys, Lukas’ biggest fear isn’t being outed or ridiculed or even his father. His biggest fear is losing Philip. The one person who always comes back no matter how big he fucked up. The one person who not only understands him but also realizes that somethings can’t be understood and supports him anyway. The one person who loves him more than anything. And he has to remind himself that person is still sitting right beside him.

Time To Fess Up

Originally posted by sherrykinss

Request: for the anon who asked for a “Reid x reader where they are both in the BAU and are in love with each other but haven’t confessed. Reader thinks Reid is in love with Maeve (or someone else, totally up to you) so starts to distance herself and then Spencer confronts her and they both give this romantic, fluffy confession.”

A/N: Ok wow. This one has been sitting in the inbox for quite awhile and I feel bad about that. Finals really burnt me out and then I feel into the worse writing slump that I’ve ever had, but I’m happy to have finished this one and hopefully the slump might be ending! Anyways, this one is probably a smidgen more angsty than I intended for it to be, but it’s cute and fluffy at the end I promise! I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: honestly other than some angst and maybe one curse word, there’s nothing to warn you about

Word Count: 2.5k

Rating: PG


“No! It has nothing to do with that,” Spencer laughed, resting the phone between his shoulder and head, trying to do his paperwork while continuing his conversation. You sighed in frustration and stirred more coffee into your coffee.  You’d joined the BAU team almost two years ago and had immediately clicked with all of the team members, particularly Spencer. Friendship had led to inevitable feelings for you, but there was one problem. You’d fallen into the friend-zone. This was breaking your heart. (Not Spencer being happy of course, that was the only good thing that had come out of all of this situation.) It was the cause of that happiness that was the source of your loathing. Maeve. Spencer had confided in you about her months ago, when you’d noticed him disappearing four hours a few times a week. You know what, it was fine when she was some disembodied voice on a telephone, but when she became a real person who the team had worked their asses off to bring back from an abduction alive it was your worst nightmare. That was when you’d realized he was in love with her. 

“(Y/N)!”, JJ said waving a hand in front of your face. You snapped out of the trance you hadn’t realized you’d fallen into and shook your head. 

“What’s up, Jayje?” you asked plastering a fake smile on your face. 

“Just bringing you more of those transfer forms that you were asking for,” she replied placing the stack of paperwork on your desk. “So, you’re really doing this huh?” she commented, leaning against her chair. 

“I’ll call you back,” Spencer said quickly hanging up the phone. 

“What’s going?” he asked leaning forward to gain you and JJ’s attention. 

“(Y/N)’s-”

“Late for meeting Morgan at the gym, so you’ll have to excuse me,” you said cutting her off as you stood up. “Not a word,” you muttered in her ear. “Have a nice day, JJ. Reid,” you replied curtly before making a b-line for the elevator. Spencer flinched at the short tone you had used with him and glanced at the stack of papers on your desk. 

“JJ, what was that about?” 

“(Y/N) asked me not to say,” she mumbled, smoothing out her skirt and collected the finished report from the last case that was sitting on your desk. 

“I’m not talking about this transfer or whatever it is you two are doing,” he said, crossing over to her, “I’m talking about why she has been giving me the cold shoulder.”

“Spence she’s not-”

“Please don’t lie to me,” he pleaded, “I just want to know what awful thing I did to make my best friend hate me.”

“Best friend or girl you are secretly in love with?” JJ asked before she could stop herself. “That’s not fair,” Spencer snapped, looking down. 

“Well, my question is still valid although you seem to have found someone who sparks your interest more these days”

“Maeve is just a friend. How many times do I have to say that?”

“A friend who you can’t go one day without talking to for at least an hour?”  

“I value her opinion.”

“There used to be someone else’s opinion you valued above everyone’s and she’s not going to be around much longer,” JJ hinted, subtly trying to clue him in without explicitly telling him. 

“JJ, what are you talking about?”

“Spence, I love you. You know I do, but this is something that you are going to have figure out for yourself or you are going to lose one of the best things that ever happened to you,” she replied, before walking back to her office leaving Spencer standing in the middle of the bullpen more confused than when the conversation started.


“Hey there Pretty Girl,” Morgan called as you strolled into the gym.

“Hey hot stuff, sorry I’m late. I had to discuss something with JJ and then change,” you explained, dropping your gym bag by the door. You’d swapped your usual work attire for a loose tank top, cropped yoga pants, and your Nikes. 

“Not a problem, I’ve got the whole afternoon open,” he replied, leaning against the wall. You laughed and stretched your arms over your head. Other than Spencer, you considered Morgan to be your best friend. “So you gonna tell me what this is really about?”

“Time for a little brush up on hand to hand. The last case was a little too close for comfort,” you lied. In reality, you were looking for an outlet to take out some aggression. 

“Uh huh,” Morgan muttered, clearly unconvinced. 

“Ready? Go,” you said lunging for him in an attempt to derail his train of thought. Derek knew you too well and simply side stepped. You turned on a dime and swung your leg toward his knees. He caught your foot in his hand and shoved you backward. You and Derek had been sparring together since you joined the team, and in that time you’d only beaten him once. In your current distracted state, you had no chance of winning. You steadied yourself and kicked again, this time swinging your leg up to strike his face. 

“So you asking for a transfer has nothing to do with Reid hanging around Maeve?” His question made you freeze up, foot stopping right next to his face, instead of following through. 

“What?” you demanded, still frozen. 

“Your ‘oh so secret transfer’, does it or does it not have something to do with Reid,” he asked, pushing your foot down to the ground. 

“How do you know about that?”

“Did you really think Penelope wouldn’t tell me?”

“I didn’t think she would see it until it was too late,” you grumbled, crossing your arms.

“How long has Hotch been sitting on that paperwork?”

“The first part, a week. I just turned in the rest of it earlier and I guarantee he’s going to hold it as long as he can or until I force him to file it. He’s not happy about this.”

“I don’t blame him. The team is losing a damn good agent and profiler,” Derek replied. 

“The team will be fine,” you insisted, grabbing your bag from where you’d dropped it, “Don’t try to talk me out of this, I’ve already made up my mind.”

“(Y/N), no one wants you to go but we want you to be happy,” he said walking over to you. “I’m just questioning whether or not this will make you happy.”

“I’m happy. It’s just time for a change,” you said slinging your bag over your shoulder. “I have to go.”

“In more ways than one it would seem,” Derek replied, tugging you into his arms, “if you do this, I’m gonna miss you, Pretty girl.”

“I’ll miss you too,” you told him sincerely squeezing his muscular form, “but there is no if. I’m doing this.” You strode out of the gym, shoulders only slumping slightly as you questioned your decision. You sprinted to your car and drove like mad to get home. You were desperate to shake that little seed of doubt that Derek had planted in your mind about your decision before it had time to take root. “Oreo,” you called to your kitty as you opened your apartment door, “I’m sorry I’m late. Are you hungry?” you spoke as you passed through the entry but froze. Spencer was sitting on your couch with your cat curled up in his lap, just purring away. A bowl of popcorn and two beers had been casually placed on your coffee table, while Doctor Who played in the background. “Um, Spence?” you muttered, mentally kicking yourself for giving him the spare key to your apartment. The sound of your voice finally caused him to look up from the book. 

“Oh (Y/N), hi,” he said closing the book and setting it on the back of the couch. 

“What are you doing?” you asked, dropping your gym bag and purse on the ground before heading to the kitchen to start dinner for yourself. 

“Well, I thought since we have the day off tomorrow, maybe we could do movie night?” he asked glancing over at you.

“Movie night?” you snorted, “We only do that when one of us is upset.” You shifted your weight from foot to foot as you filled a pan with water, and you could feel him staring at you. “I’m fine.”

“Clearly you’re not,” he insisted, getting up and walking to the kitchen much to Oreo’s chagrin. She pouted as she hopped up on the counter and sat by her food bowl. You shook your head at her before filling the bowl. “You’re upset about something, there’s talk of some kind of transfer, and on top of all that you’re avoiding me.”

“I am not,” you mumbled, setting the pot down on the cooktop, “I’m just working some stuff out.”

“That’s it?”

“That’s what?”

“C’mon (Y/N), I know you. You don’t do anything without getting other people’s opinions.”

“Spencer, you are the smartest person I know. So why don’t you use that big genius brain of yours, to put all that information together and figure out why I wouldn’t tell anyone,” you said turning to face him. He scrunched his eyebrows up together and you watched as the realization washed over his face.

“You’re leaving?”

“Probably,” you muttered, grabbing a box of spaghetti out of the pantry.

“Why? When? Where?” he asked, trying to deal with the new information. 

“Sex crimes,” you replied, breaking the spaghetti over the pot, “Remember Hotch leant me to them a month ago. Before I left, Agent Tyler told me if I ever was done with BAU there’d be a job open for me in his department and I’ve decided it’s time to move on.”

“But why? I don’t understand. You were happy until like a month ago,” he said, running a hand through his hair. 

“A lot can change in a month,” you mumbled, reaching over and smoothing a hand over Oreo’s fur.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t do that,” Spencer groaned, snatching your hand, “Don’t shut me out when I’m just trying to understand-”

“Well, this is one thing you can understand,” you insisted. 

“Then explain it to me.”

“Not possible.”

“Why? You just said that I’m the smartest person you know.”

“Spencer, please. I am trying not to hurt you.”

“You’re already hurting me by shutting me out, so just say it!”

“I’m in love with you, damn it,” you shouted, tearing your hand away from him and wrapping both arms around yourself. Spencer froze and just stared at you. There was no way that those words had come out of your mouth, no way. Right?

“What did you say?” he asked hesitantly. 

“I’m in love with you,” you repeated still hugging yourself, “and watching you fall in love with someone else is slowly killing me. I can’t do it anymore. You wanted to know, so there it is laid out plain as day. I know it’s my own fault for falling in love with my best friend who could never possibly into me that way, but I did and now that’s something that I’m going to have to deal with. I’m-” you were trying to explain but were abruptly cut off when Spencer took your face in his hands and pressed your lips together. It was your turn to freeze be confused. You settled into the kiss after a few seconds and wrapped your arms around his neck. “I don’t understand,” you muttered as you both pulled away to get some air. 

“Well, I thought that would have cleared some things up,”  Spencer chuckled, pressing his lips against your forehead, “but I didn’t just come here to have movie night. I came here to tell you something that I should’ve told you a long time ago, and now that you’ve expressed a positive sentiment about me this will go much more smoothly for me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, to put it plainly, a few of our coworkers knocked some sense into me in regards to feeling but JJ really hit the nail on the head. She made it obvious that I was being a coward. I was content to watch the girl that had dazzled me and ensnared my heart from the moment I met her go about her life and make connections with other people without ever stepping up and going after what I wanted. Her. I did a lot of thinking this afternoon, and I realized that she was right. I had sat by and watched you live life, date other people, have fun, while I sat on the sidelines content that if I couldn’t be with you the way I wanted to be that I could still be in your life. I could live with that, but what I can’t do is be without you in my life. You make me a better person, inspire me to do things I never would’ve dreamed of doing, listen to me when I ramble or blurt out facts, and so many other wonderful things. I’m in love with you (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I am whole heartedly and undeniably in love with you. So, here I am laying my heart out for you and hoping that, if you’ll have me, you’d be willing to hold onto that heart even though you’ve already had it for quite some time,” he replied, holding you close, smoothing a hand over your cheek and wiping away a tear that had fallen from you eye. You were speechless the confession was so beautiful. Without a second thought, you crashed your lips into his and tangled a hand in his hair. He responded immediately, arms tightening around your waist. “I’m hoping that’s a yes,” he chuckled as you parted again. 

“Well duh,” you giggled and tried to stop the happy tears from running down your face as you brushed the hair away from his face. “I’m sorry I’m crying, I’m just really happy.”

“Happy tears are good.”

“I thought you and Maeve were-”

“Ah yes, that. When it first started, I think she and I were both actually considering a relationship of the romantic variety but we both realized that we were trying to replace other people who we were actually in love with,” he explained. 

“Well, I- oh crap.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I guess I should call Hotch to see if I can cancel that transfer.”

“I think you’re safe.”

“Why’s that?”

“I think Hotch hasn’t actually filed the forms yet. Penelope was snooping through the files on his computer when she found the email.”

“Well, everythign seems to have worked itself out,” you chirped happily, “and seeing as you’re here, still want to do movie night?”

“Absolutely, but first. These are for you,” Spencer said producing a bouquet of flowers from the sleeve of his cardigan. 

“How did you do that?” you laughed, taking the flowers and setting them in the vase on the counter. 

“A magician never reveals his secrets.”

“How on earth did I get so lucky to have you in my life?”

“I ask myself that question every single day,” Spencer admitted and kissed you again. 

Point Taken  (Tyler x FemReader) fluff short

Originally posted by jiminy-krispies

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(A/n): I hate life

Request:  Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Mark imagine where the reader and him are best friends and Amy gets a little jealous and tells Tyler about it? But Amy doesn’t know that the reader and Tyler are engaged so he either like points out her ring or shows her engagement photos? Please&Thank you!

Warnings: none really

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“You can’t just–”

“Well I did.”

“Mark, I swear to fuc–”

“Oops, did it again.”

“mARK-!”

Blue shells, no matter whom they come from, are cruel. Also usually uncalled for. An overall dick move and friendship ruiner.

You had your triumph- though apparently very short lived. First place in classic Wii Mario Kart was like taking candy from a baby. In this situation, it was more like taking first place from a man-child.

But even the least thought about have their tricks.

“I can’t say I didn’t warn you, (Y/n).” the Youtuber sang, tying his hands together to support the back of his head in a leisurely fashion.

“Warn me? Warn me fucking how?” you laughed instead, pretending to throw down your wheel in a fit.

Mark whistled lowly and made a ‘tsk’ noise before saying:

“I said ‘oops’.”

You pulled a face and contorted your torso stiffly to stare at the man. Three seconds past before you could speak over an almost spilling pool of giggles.

“If I say ‘oops’ before I twist your nipples, will it still hurt you?”

The American looked surprised; eventually he cracking an airy smile “Yeaaah, probably-!”

Flooding of laughter charmed the walls of the studio. Both you and Mark were enjoying yourselves much like you’ve done many other times- that is what close friends do after all.

From the side wall, Kathryn chuckled a bit on her own. She found your pair’s antics to be amusing in of themselves.

Close beside her, Amy seemingly didn’t have the same impression. Childish, she knew, how she felt was solely childish.

Amy couldn’t convince herself that Mark and yourself were just best friends. Don’t plead her guilty, she loved you both to death- you being one of her closest friends that she trusted the most. Mark also being on a certain pedestal.

That’s why it hurts?

“No use pouting about it.” Amy thought sourly.

Her luck was that maybe she could rant to someone- as soon as she could- and the feeling would slip away from her psyche.

So she got up. Soon after Amy exited the room, the blonde happily found Tyler resting in the kitchen. The video editor engaged Tyler in a conversation and asked for his ears.

“I know how stupid this sounds, but I’m a little jealous of Mark with (Nickname).” Amy said daftly “I mean they are so close and it’s cute and well… I overall just don’t want to be replaced, you know?”

“Because who would?” she stopped.

Amy leant aimlessly against the cold counter top and supported her face with two palms. The girl offered a deflated vibe.

Tyler laughed.

“Amy,” the tall male began heartfully, nursing a mug of tea “I wouldn’t worry too much about it.”

The female in question flickered her eyes to meet opposing blue ones, catching them in a minute of confusion. She squinted; Tyler began to move his hands.

He pointed gently with his right index to his left ring finger. A bold silver ring stood strong.

Amy’s eyes fixated on the accessory for several moments before she allowed her eyes to widen and her posture to straighten.

“Wait- is that a–” she began to speak.

“I’m only hoping, but (Y/n) is wearing one similar to this, no?”

I guess shock consumed the girl pretty fast. She didn’t have anything more to say. To compensate, I think, Amy started to giggle instead. Tyler beamed at her.

“I guess I really shouldn’t be worried…” the blonde was able to say.

“You’re lucky I’m not the one who’s jealous- Mark might be in the emergency with blunt force head trauma if I was.”

Tyler was laughing as well as Amy now.

“She is mine after all.”

“And Mark to me.” Amy agreed.

After a few more short chuckles, Tyler relished:

“They are kinda’ funny to watch though-”

“They so are.”

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(A/n): this is trash oml I love it

Who knew two boys from Columbus, Ohio could be attending The Grammy’s tonight….. the clique did. 

I am at a loss for words of how proud I am of Josh and Tyler for coming this far and for being able to go tonight and potentially walk away with 5 wins. No matter what the outcome, they have shown what is possible for all artists.

Tyler started this adventure when he was only a teen, finding Josh, being able to hope that two guys could put on a show. It was a dream with no plan B in sight and turned into them selling out MSG twice, and Tyler sharing with the clique that WE did it. 

No Phun Intended. Self-Titled. Regional At Best. Vessel. Blurryface.

Each album came to life, being heard by the few, then by the many. Each era has brought new colors, new journeys, new clique, but most of all, a new story for each person who enjoyed the era. Even if you didn’t come in until Blurryface or just now, you can enjoy each era. Regardless, with Blurryface coming to an end, one can only imagine what Tyler and Josh will create next.

Tonight, this is not just a special night for Tyler and Josh, it is a special night for their families, friends, all the crew members apart of the ERS, and the clique. Beyond seeing them in suits, we get to watch them have this magical moment and share how proud we are of them.

At my ERS show, Tyler shared how uncomfortable him and Josh were with wearing suits and going to The Grammy’s. He did not think they would win anything, which all of us disagreed with. Yet, what he said is to tell everyone that they are taking us with them, they are representing us tonight. Tyler and Josh are not going to just try to win as many Grammy’s as they can, they are going for us and to share it with us.

No matter what happens, as the clique started with “Stressed Out”, we will always sing along for these two happy boys from Columbus. They’ve made some huge moves in 2016 and now 2017, but they are still as humble as ever and continue to be kind and make everyone who loves them feel the love they give back.

Thank you to Josh and Tyler’s families for sharing your boys with us. You have given them to the world and let them show what they can do. I can only imagine what it feels like to have them becoming so well-known, but the clique is so lucky to have them and incredibly grateful that you share them with us. The Grammy’s are for you all as well.

Thank you to the crew of ERS, the directors for all the Blurryface MV’s, and anyone who has been involved with these two incredible young men. You all put together these ideas, make them happen safely, but also dedicate so much time and we are so grateful. Tonight is for you too.

Thank you to the worldwide clique for continuing to share their unconditional love for Tyler and Josh. We are one family, who build one another up, share a common love, but also remind these two guys what they mean to us. You all are wonderful people and tonight is for you as well.

Here’s to the 2017 Grammy’s! Let’s enjoy this night, no matter the outcome because we will always be proud of Twenty One Pilots. Tyler and Josh have already won hearts around the world, which counts with no Grammy’s or 1, 2, 3, 4, or 5 Grammy’s. 

We will always sing along. |-/

Brother’s Best Friend - Dylan O’Brien [Smut] (Teen AU)

Author: @writing-obrien

Character(S): Dylan O’Brien/Reader, Brother!Tyler Posey, Daniel Sharman

Word Count: 3153

Notes: Fingering, Oral (female receiving), shower sex, this is much shorter than my usual works - excluding my first two or three works - and it didn’t really take the direction I had originally intended, but it’s cute and I was in a cute mood, let me live. Huge thanks to @stilinski-jpeg​ for her help on proofreading this. She’s my #SinTwin and I don’t know where I would be without her, I love you, Nia!! We all know how much I love drummer!Dylan so lets go fucking overdrive.

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shut me up

Title: Shut Me Up
Pairing: Tyler Joseph/Reader
Rating: Very Mature
Warnings: Alcohol use, knifeplay, blood play, lots of dirty talk, rough!Tyler, fun risky stuff, there’s a whole lot going on here.
A/N: I’ve been trying to write something like this for some time now, and I have Bren to thank for finally giving me the push I needed to do it. If this goes over well, know that I’m writing some even darker stuff in the future, so you’ll have that to look forward to. Now, this is more intense than what I usually write, so make sure you read the warnings; if you neglect the warnings, and are displeased by what follows, don’t blame me. I have warned you. Enjoy!

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Noiseless (MET with FemReader) fluff drabble

Originally posted by lightninglime

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(A/n): Guess who feels bad for not writing shit

Request:  Can another platonic mark x Tyler x Ethan x reader where the reader is very sensitive to noise and gets stuck in the middle of a large group of fans screaming for mark. And Tyler gets super protective trying to get her out of the situation. Sorry if I didn’t explain that well.

Warnings: You can bet your ass there is fluff and swearing sewn together with a mass amount of bullshit

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“Wow, today is really nice!” (Y/n) called heartily.

A group of six were making their way into a large park like area. Several clouds roamed idly against a blue background. The mass amounts of fluff blocked some rays of the sun, making the air perfectly warm and peacefully shady.

“Yeah! You really picked this one well, Mark.” Ethan commented.

Mark took a second to grin at him, triumph backing his gesture “I know, I’m just that great.”

Amy and (Y/n) laughed together after the youtuber had spoken. The blonde girl said “Pretty good for not checking the weather report.”

Mark had his cheeks puffed in response, allowing his smile to falter as he pouted childishly. The six continued to walk, swimming in a chorus of laughs.

“We are pretty late.” Tyler offered “There is most likely going to be a lot of people waiting…”

“Well sorry! I had to floof my hair!” Mark defended.

“For power.” (Y/n) added.

Sooner or later, they all crossed the large green field; drawing near to the park portion. Kathryn had said that they were planned to meet up at one of the large spruce trees in the area. Getting to the tree wasn’t very hard, though from just a little bit away, they were finally seeing how many people were really there.

A lot.

As they approached, a few began to see the youtubers and started cheering. A chain reaction caused most everyone else to scream as well.

A lot of the cheers were dedicated toward their ring leader Mark. Not very loud, until they were standing amongst the fans themselves. Mark was smiling gaily as he raised his arms, erupting more screams from the audience.

(Y/n) was shocked to hear how loud it was just standing in the center. She bowed her head in retreat, tucking in her shoulders.

Tyler was able to peer over and view her distressed image, not liking what he was seeing.

Ethan allowed himself to see her as well, and he wasn’t anymore happy about it. The blue haired boy went to tell Mark to have them quiet down. He found himself having trouble reaching him effectively; his small figure trapped within a sea of people. Mark seemed to enjoy suddenly playing conductor, using his hands to direct controlled screams.

Tyler wasn’t going to waste time on yelling at Mark, instead he took a chance on moving directly toward the female youtuber.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” he called. It was challenging to get his voice above everyone else’s.

The girl chanced a look at Tyler, eyes reflecting discomfort.

The tall brunette hastily moved people out of his path, being careful in pushing them aside. Once he was able to eventually get to the girl, he asked her gently if she was alright.

“I mean, I just can’t handle the noise…” she said, ducking her head a little lower.

To him, the screams didn’t seem to be awful, but that’s because he was literally above them. Then he got an idea.

In a soft, quick motion, Tyler scooped up (Y/n) as you would pick up a child and placed her on his shoulders. She was now out of the crowd and above all the noise, giving her a dull noiseless bubble. (Y/n) smiled greatly, holding onto Tyler’s shoulders as she strung her head back up.

What they were doing seemed to catch the attention of everyone else because the cheering slowed. Instead the air was pierced by giggling and laughs from both the audience and (Y/n).

“Whaaat are you two doing?” Mark pondered, striking a pose with his hands on his hips.

“You were being too loud, you asshole.” Tyler grinned.

Both Ethan and (Y/n) snickered again when Mark’s face came to a sorry realisation.

“Oh, shoot, I’m really sorry (Y/n).” he admitted sheepishly, giving her a lopsided smile. The fans surrounding him apologized as well, and offered hushed cheers.

“You can’t apologize for being a diva, Markimoo.” (Y/n) beamed, allowing herself to sway lightly atop of Tyler.

“I guess I can’t.” everyone ended up laughing along with the dark haired youtuber, a joyous atmosphere returning.

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(A/n): I wrote something today wow yay me

Take The Trade: Part 3

Author: @sincerelystiles
Pairing: Dylan x Reader
Word Count: 3,126

Warnings: nsfw!!

A/N: you can all thank @sabrinas-wolves for this. she helped me so much with this and gave me some amazing ideas of what i should do and she read all of this and gave me so much support. this is dylan’s pov!! enjoy!!

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I dig my hand back into the plastic bowl, my fingers picking at the popcorn until I grab a handful, shoving it into my mouth whilst kernels crumble down my shirt. “Do you have to eat like a pig?” I turn my head, watching as the blonde grimaced at me. I huff at her, a few kernels falling from my mouth and almost hitting her face. “Do you have to be such a snob?” I retort, her eyes rolling in reply and I grimace at her in return.

I focus my attention back onto the baseball game. The Mets were playing, and any other time I’d be completely and utterly consumed by the game, but I had other things on my mind. For example, the love of my life- who was halfway across the world and in two days, married to a sophisticated English man with no taste in music and horrific fashion sense. It was inevitable that I’d probably be unhappy for the rest of my life.

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I think we need to acknowledge the fact that people struggle with these issues, and we need to tell them ‘I get it’. Like, I know you can hurt yourself, I know that’s an option. I’m not going to tell you it’s not, because I think there’s too many people who hear about their kid going through something and they say 'no, don’t think about that thing, think about something else.’ It’s like, no. Hold on. Let’s take this energy, this focus, this emotion that you feel that’s obviously negative and let’s try to take it… and move it somewhere else. Let’s kinda aim it at something else. And so I look at art, I look at music, and writing and lyrics, a concert, and I look at those as moments where people can take the things that they’re struggling with and really kind of unleash them and pour them out onto this thing. It’s helped me… a lot.
—  Tyler Joseph
heartbeat pt. II

Title: Heartbeat Pt. II
Pairing: Josh Dun/Reader, Tyler Joseph/Reader
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Public shenanigans, phone sex, minor daddy kink, more fuckboy Tyler, sweetheart Josh, lots of fun.
A/N: Here’s part two! I’ve already started on part three. This isn’t quite as long as the last part, but it’s still up there! Things are starting to get intense, and they’re only gonna get wilder from here on out. I hope you guys enjoy!

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