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Happier - reid x reader

A/N this is a lil more angsty and less fluffy than i usually write. I like it tho (:

Anon request: An imagine to the song Happier by Ed Sheeran.

Hope you like it!! let me know what you think. (Italics are the song lyrics)

@hanny-bananny idk if u want me to tag u in my work still, if you want me to stop just let me know and i wont be offended!

Originally posted by dr-spencer-reid-though

Walking down 29th and park
I saw you in another’s arm
Only a month we’ve been apart
You look happier
Saw you walk inside a bar
He said something to make you laugh
I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours
Yeah, you look happier, you do

Spencer walked down the street with a cup of coffee in his hand, watching the sun set quickly over the busy street and buildings surrounding him. As he walked he allowed his mind to wander, and he started thinking of you.

You’d only ended your relationship a month ago. He was so torn up about it. He knew that it was best logically, because his work was getting to be too much. It took his attention away from you sometimes which caused you to feel unneeded. You deserved better.

But a big part of him just wanted you. He loved you and he needed you, but your happiness came before his own, and if you wanted the relationship to be over, so be it. 

Spencer was taken from his thoughts when he heard an all too familiar sound. Your laugh.

He’d know that sound anywhere. It was the most beautiful laugh in the world. He snapped his head up to look for the source of it, praying that you wouldn’t see him because he looked like a mess. Recently he’d thrown himself into his work to distract himself from the breakup.

Spencer’s eyes landed on you, but he didn’t see what he wanted to. He wanted you to run to him. He wanted you to hug him, and let him hold you for a million years. He wanted you to confess your love to him and admit that you needed him just as much as he needed you. But that didn’t happen, because you were holding hands with someone who he’d never seen before, and you didn’t even notice Spencer standing on the sidewalk far from you.

A big smile adorned your face as you produced the beautiful laugh that Spencer had fallen in love with at something the stranger said. The stranger’s smile mirrored your own as you walked into a bar, leaving Spencer dumbfounded at his luck. He could’ve gone without seeing that, it was painful.

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody love you like I do
Promise that I will not take it personal, baby
If you’re moving on with someone new

Nevertheless, Spencer continued walking home, thinking to himself that if you were happier with the stranger than with him, then he could learn to be okay with that. He wouldn’t take it personally.

He’d hurt you, he was so invested in his work that he had neglected to remind you how much he adored you and that was his own fault. Your relationship in the end lacked the passion that it had always had in the beginning, and now he was paying the price.

Spencer was so afraid that he’d never love that much again. He was scared that he’d never have the chance to feel again.

‘Cause baby you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’ll feel it too
And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Sat in the corner of the room
Everything’s reminding me of you
Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself
You’re happier, aren’t you?

Before he knew it, Spencer had arrived home to his apartment. He threw his keys down on the table that you had bought with him when this was your shared apartment. He kicked off the shoes that you had given him as a gift. He tore off the coat that you’d always said you loved. He couldn’t think straight, he needed to tell someone about what had just happened, so he dialed Morgan’s cell phone number and listened to it ring as he awaited an answer.

“Hey, pretty boy, what’s up?” The friendly voice sounded in his ear.

“I just saw Y/N, and she was with a guy, and they were holding hands and laughing and they went into a bar, and I’m so.. Oh, god, Morgan. I just don’t know what to do with myself. She looked so happy, and I want her to be happy, but.. I want to be the one to make her happy, does that make any sense?” Spencer rambled. He opened a beer and sat on his couch. He didn’t drink often, but this was an exception.

“Woah, Reid. Slow down. Listen, it’s been a month and that’s not very long. But you knew this would happen at some point in time. One day you’re gonna meet someone new and you’ll be happy just like she is. Time will make it better.” Morgan said in a calming voice. Spencer just sighed, and they finished the conversation but he still didn’t feel better. He was a hell of a lot happier with you.

The next day at work, Spencer sat at his desk and smiled through his pain while he looked over paperwork and sipped on his coffee.

Oh, ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody need you like I do
I know that there’s others that deserve you
But my darling, I am still in love with you

Spencer checked the time and was relieved when he saw that there was still a long day ahead of him, he needed to be distracted. However, his thoughts neglected the work before him and came to rest upon the topic of you, who he loved so much. Now that he thought about it, of course you’d found someone new. You were beautiful and kind. You were selfless, smart, and considerate. In fact, he didn’t even feel like he deserved you. There were better men out there, who could give you what you needed.

All he needed, though, was you.

But I guess you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’ll feel it too
I could try to smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you
Baby, you look happier, you do
I knew one day you’d fall for someone new
But if he breaks your heart like lovers do
Just know that I’ll be waiting here for you

Spencer sighed, and just told himself to accept the fact that you’d moved on with someone new. He knew it’d happen eventually, but he didn’t realize that it’d be this soon.

Throughout the day, Morgan and JJ kept checking up on him, assuring him that he’d find someone else too. That wasn’t what he wanted though, he just wanted you.

Spencer swore to himself that he’d wait to look for someone new until he was positive that you were too far out of his grasp. If this mystery man that you were currently with hurt you or ended it with you, Spencer would still be waiting here with open arms. You were his home, and he prayed that he’d be able to go home soon.


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I’ve seen people make these three friends and it’s so pure and wholesome that I just have to agree

therefore: casual hangouts~

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I generally believe there is a lack of Japanese characters in the rpc and more than often, I see people use Korean FCs for ethnically Japanese characters. Therefore I recently started working on a masterlist of Japanese faceclaims to enable more people to be aware of the Japanese faceclaims out there! It includes trans faces, though there are a small amount I know of so there are not many. Everyone is listed with their family name first, then their given name.

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Sooo I haven’t been super happy with my art recently and the first time I saw this person’s UTMob au I fell in love with it so what better way to get out of an art slump by drawing some of it! I seriously love their au and suggest everyone go look at their blog. 

inspired by this, so special shoutout to @thirstyalec <3

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Alec wakes up with dread clouding the edges of his mind, the nightmare still clinging to his thoughts. He doesn’t really remember what happened in it, just the helplessness and fear it brought out in him. Usually waking up like this pushes him out of balance, has him trying to shake the lingering darkness for the entire day.

Today though, his mind clears and his body warms from the inside out at the feeling of Magnus pressed up against his back, a steady arm wrapping around him and resting on his stomach. Alec takes in the silence of the early morning, the warmth of the first rays of sunlight coming through the curtains, the presence of the man he loves, the man who loves him back, and his heart is so close to bursting with content, with a sense of right.

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In working on this comic, I got to thinking about something:  
I’m glad we know more about what fueled this moment now:

All of their past and all anger aside, Journal 3 showed us that Ford was in fight mode.  Moments before this scene, he was battling literal demons in what is basically Hell after 30 years of preparation.  The flight half of fight of flight was long out the interdimensional window (portal?) at this point.  Everything inside of him was directed at “destroy Bill.”  If not for that, I wonder what would have been different.  (AU where the portal opens when Ford is just randomly wandering some other dimension?)

But if we take that a step further into the realm of implications, it gets worse.  It’s pretty heavily implied that this was a suicide mission for Ford.  He 100% did not expect to survive his encounter with Bill.  Stan wasn’t facing his brother here.  He was facing a suicidal man in fight mode who’d been betrayed, who’d lost everything and who’d been denied his revenge and the consequences he believed he deserved for the mistakes he’d made.   

Stan saved him but in that moment, he didn’t want to be saved.

(Of course Stan had no way of knowing that.  He was still working off of the instruction to “do something!”  And I think he would have saved him anyway if he did know, but he might have been more prepared to be punched by knowing he was getting involved in a volatile situation.)

(Oh…  How about an AU where the portal opens right as Ford destroys Bill and Stan saves him at the last moment before the Nightmare realm implodes?  I have a feeling this would have played out a little differently…)

  • What she says: I'm happy that Taylor is taking time off to enjoy her life.
  • What she means: I miss Taylor Alison Swift more than I thought I was capable of. At some moments, I forget how much I was fascinated by her when she was still promoting her work, but then she pops up and I fall back into the endless cycle of love for her. I want new music more than anything, and I desperately hope that this new music will be written using her stylistic choices instead of following the media's strict requirements for "good" music. I wish she was still watching fans on social media gush about how happy she makes them. I also wish we had weekly updates on how Meredith and Olivia are doing. I. Just. Want. Her. Back.