dives and divas

Divas, Dive bars and Fake Dates

Requested by an anon : Reid and the reader go to his highschool reunion

Title:  Divas, Dive bars and Fake Dates

Pairing : Spencer Reid x Reader

POV : Reader’s

Word count: 1731

Originally posted by dicaprio-diaries

This was going to get you into hell.

You were probably over exaggerating. This wasn’t that bad.

Offering to be your crushes fake date to an event that is super important to them just so you could show them you are an awesome dateable person and hopefully make them fall in love with you  wasn’t a bad thing right?


To be fair, Reid was the one who’d been stressing about it. He kept going on and on about how he wasn’t going to go, that he would cancel, that it would be terrible. You’d just…shut him up. You were doing it for the greater good, right?


You totally didn’t spend 6 hours scouring every store in the mall with Penelope and Emily until they threatened to shoot you if you didn’t pick something. You definitely didn’t spend 6 hours on YouTube trying to figure out how to use all the makeup that had been catching dust on your dresser drawers.

Of course not, because this was supposed to be a friendly favor.

Your goal was simple. Don’t look like an idiot, don’t over do it, and keep cool.

Besides if all goes wrong you could always pretend to be drunk and say you weren’t thinking straight.

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Horoscopes by Gil Hizon - Week of September 26 - October 3, 2016

So like, every time the waiter approaches me to ask if I like the food, my mouth is always full. #thumbsup

LIBRA (September 23 – October 22)

Get ready for a disaster of a week, as you try your very best to juggle your professional crap with your personal clusterfucks. The only way for you to keep everything intact and regain your sanity is to move to another island where no one fucking knows yo ass. And if you do end up leaving, please make sure you bring that SPF or as I like to call it, Shitshow Preventative Forcefield.


SCORPIO (October 23 – November 21)

Something’s changed in your immediate gayborhood. Oh, that’s right. Every gay and ladyboy is tethered to their homes checking out the new Fall TV Lineup. If I were you, I would take advantage of that shit. This really is the perfect time to catch up with your usual SCORPY shenanigans, including, but not limited to, planting your devious garden gnomes in your lawn and getting ready for SCORPIO Christmas. #halloween


SAGITTARIUS (November 22 – December 21)

Gurl, when you fly high, you fall on yo ass hard. Here’s a tip: butt implants! But seriously, it would behoove you to stay grounded and not stray too far from the gayborhood. Shit is bubbling up at a bathhouse near you; and when it hits the fan, all your gay constituents will be needing you to bail their asses out big time. The more bitches you save, the more head you’ll get.


CAPRICORN (December 22 – January 19)

What the powers that be are saying is true. Another bitch’s mop could be your latest Shake ‘N Bake Beyonce weave. So the next time you’re shopping at Wet Seal, you betta keep them eyes opened wide and your fingers extra sticky. You just nevah EVAH know what you’re gonna fish out of that discount rack. Now put on your shopping snorkel and dive deep, diva. 


AQUARIUS (January 20 – February 18)

Let the records show what a badass bitch you iz! No really, someone’s been keeping track. Unfortunately, henny, you don’t have a stalker. All you’ve got are bitches who believe in your efforts and accomplishments. You needn’t worry about evah disappointing them either. Although you tend to operate all brain, your heart is as clear as purified water.


PISCES (February 19 – March 20)

When all your gay constituents are at each others’ throats, you will be the sound of reason that will silence that din, thanks to that megaphone you stole from an unsuspecting unicorn, deep in the Sha-nae-nae forest of your dreams. But remember, with great glamazonian accessories, come great responsibility. With the power bestowed upon you by the queen of cosmic fuckery, we trust that you will rule us fairly and justly.


ARIES (March 21 – April 19)

Let’s face it. You’re usually a pump and dump kind of queen, but this week, you’re ready to take your sweet ass time with your new trick. Something about this ho just makes you want to savor each moment you spend with hurr. And if you don’t have any prior engagements, I say go for it. You’ve worked so hard. You deserve some crunchy peanut brittle.


TAURUS (April 20 – May 20)

Oh, TORI TORIFICUS MASTERS. You’re a true jetsetter, ready to fly off to foreign destinations at a moment’s notice. Your endless array of Fendi luggage turns heads as your strut that ass on that moving walkway at the airport like you’re in the running to be America’s Next Top Model In The Skies. But here’s a twist. You forgot your fucking lipliner and your custom-made anal beads. What are you gonna do now?


GEMINI (May 21 – June 21)

To every bitch and ho sitting within your vicini-tay, you have one thing to say: Gurlbye. Yes, queen. You have officially left reality and you’re currently having mai-tais with a Care Bear. But need we remind you, your time on Earth is not done. For one thing, you still haven’t shown us your tax returns. All I’m saying is, make sure you’re not leaving anything behind that could potentially bite you in the ass while you’re macking on a fucking merman.


CANCER (June 22 – July 22)

Nothing says, “We love you so much that we have no qualms dumping our shit on you” like family. And it’s a huge clusterfuck to sort through, Ms. Crabby, Queen of Crustaceans. Luckily for you, an extra pair of claws from an unexpected source – some bitch from your past – has been assigned to help yo ass. Rest assured, a more harmonious time with the fam is in your near future.


LEO (July 23 – August 22)

I don’t know where you come up with all these promises you give to unsuspecting queens, but gurl, you gotta research your proclamations before spitting all that shit out. Because of you, a bitch may be in trouble. If that’s the case, you bettah fess up quickly regarding your unintentioned mess. The more you own up to your mistakes, the more respect you will Jennifer Garner.


VIRGO (August 23 – September 22)

Ding-dong, the witch is dead! Now that you’re free to roam around this week’s version of paradise, I suggest you gobble all that happy juice as quickly and as efficiently as you can. Because come next week, bigger shitshows await on the horizon. But gurl, I know you. If you can put a pompous, arrogant bitch in her place, then you can do anything.


(DISCLAIMER for all entries: This is all a shitshow!)

For more Horoscopes By Gil Hizon, click here, gurl!


so I reached 1,000 followers a few days ago (how did that even happen by the way), and I thought I would thank all of you insane beautiful people by doing my first proper follow forever, which is what this thing is. If you’re following me and like what I post you should definitely follow these people, as I reblog most of my posts from them, and they not only run brilliant blogs but are also lovely humans and following them will make your life happier and that’s a fact. So go follow them now and you can thank me later. :)

Also, I’m sure I forgot to mention so many of you, so be sure to check out my blogroll as well, and if you’re not on this here list, it definitely doesn’t mean I don’t love you or your blog! I’m just really bad at these things.

Oh, and happy holidays, everyone!! <3 <3




Again, THANK YOU for being so many to follow this silly little blog of mine, I love you all a bit x

This is a lot of things.

A foul it´s not. Neither is it a penalty.

A red card might have been justified, but since this is Arjen Robben and this is his very distinguishible diving posture (yes, he has a diving posture, fucking diving diva. go figure) and Thiago Silva in no way applied enough pressure to actually make him fall, the yellow card was very much justified.

Check it out. He touches him, but his hand is not applying pressure, in fact it´s sliding over Robben´s left shoulder.

Robben makes that last step that brings him into the penalty area and then, inexplicably, his right leg swings forward, not reaching for the ground, but gaining momentum and his left leg is not moving forward as it would be, were he attempting a step.

Instead, he pushes off the ground slight and jumps up, only to fall down dramatically into the penalty box. If someone loses balance and fall, he lowers his hands, to catch the fall, he doesn´t lift them high in the air in a mostly dramatic fashion.

This is extremely evident with Robben. When he actually falls, he drops. As soon, as he is raising his arms and rolling around dramatically, he´s diving.

Fucking diving diva.

Congratulations, you cheated a grieving nation off their consolation prize.

Well played, Arjen Robben, well played.

Next up (should I ever be able to stomach watching that clusterfuck of sub amateur league reffing again):



Dear Line ref… things you should be able to recognize: Offside