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Your Mess Is Mine by amory

Chapters: 20/20, 177k

Summary: Louis is the father to the most brilliant little boy in the world who is all Louis really needs, or at least that’s what he tells himself. Harry is a gorgeous boybander fresh off a two year break and a massive scandal that’s left him a little broken and more than ready to move on.

They fall in love.

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BOYFRIEND! BTS - JUNGKOOK EDITION

☆Dating Jungkook would include☆

Originally posted by beatriceindre

-A WHOLE LOT OF AWKWARDNESS (before the emergence of the cocky muscle pig)

 -We all know kookie is a shy bunny so dont expect much from this fluffy meme ball at the begininning

-It would probably take few months(or years) for kookie to hold your hand 

 -FoR rEaL Tho

 -This bunny would be his own enemy when it came to intiating skinship 

 - ‘Y/N LimBs aRe finAlLy FreE–..oh no .. s/he’s eating some chips now… ‘oh man holy shit’ “ 

-MEMEMEMEMEMEMESSSS

 - Your messages between each other would just be full on meme

 - because meme is his favourite language

-only being able to talk to you through text 

 - tHe poor bOY woUld bE fRoZeN iN front of yOU

-Going to the hyungs for advice

 -but ends up getting teased T.T

-Lots of amusement park and active dates… you better bring your asthma pump with you..i mean you are dating jeon jungkook after all

 -IRON MAN NEED I SAY MORE 

 - Taking nothing but ugly pictures of each other

-and using them as blackmail weapons

 - YOUr wHOle family lOVe hiM

 -you look like the devil besides him to them he can do no wrong

-you two being the 'no you hang up first’ couple in the beginning but now he just hangs up 

 -tbh you both get off of annoying each other

 - (video calling your dad) 

You:Daddy! How are you? 

《A wild Jungkook appears behind you》 

Jungkook: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Daddy’s fine… wHO iS– 

 Throws your phone out the window 

 -” Lets never speak of this again" 

“Since when did you become 'Daddy’? ” 

“Hussshhh~~( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ”

 - You going to watch their dance practices = him forcing the memebers to dress up in live performance attire 

 -Jimin having to accept that kookie is taken T.T

- “Im okay rlly..anyways Taehyung’s free ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)…”

 -If you’re short》You being teased mercilessly; Picked up at random times; literally being smothered when you hug him ; being called cuTE all tHE tIME; SPINS ALL THE TIME

 -If you’re tall》 marvelling at your beautiful long legs; no discrimination YOU’D ALSO BE CALLED CUTE ALL THE TIME; Seriously kookie would marvel at how elegant you looked; him being able to rest hishead on your shoulder,; KOOKIE SAID HE LIKES TALL GIRLS SO~~(i nEeD tO gROw) 

 - A lot of inside jokes… people just end up thinking you two are dumb beans -

 - Dont forget all the meme dances #1 Dance couple

-You guys would probably end up uploading a video with all of your signature meme dances combined 

 -Anime marathons~~~ if your not a fan of anime. you soon will be

SEXY TIMES (oH gOD nO)

Expectation:

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REALITY (☆_☆)

Originally posted by kpoptrashandproud

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-You’d probably have to initiate any kind of intimacy 

-but once he feels comfortable with you –_-_-_-_-_-_ R.I.P YOU

-sERioUSLy- This boy would be a fuckin incubus once his shyness is gone

-kOoKiE tHe pErvErT iS bOrN

-You’d have to fence him off from you

-He wouldnt really be into public teasing because he’s a really private person

-if he decided to initiate it, he’d be fine

-THIGH RIDING

-A WHOLE LOT OF THIGH RIDING

-YOU BETTER WORSHIP THEM THIGHS

-You getting angry when he leaves visble hickeys but him still continuing

-You then plan on getting him back but then realise the massive sHit StOrm it would create so you back down

-instead you hide all his timberlands and replace all his white shirts with brony merch because you believe everyone should love my little pony 

Originally posted by kpopruinedmy-soul

- He wouldnt really be into PDA especially in front of the members. it would be too embarrassing for him.. he stiLl sHY and the hyungs have no mercy

☆Overall kookie would be a fun and chill boyfriend, a bit sensitive as long as you’re okay with dishing out hugs and affirmations then there should be no problem☆

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plots i need because i’m obsessed with romcoms

  • how to lose a guy in ten days: the bet, the article, both think they’re duping the other
  • before sunrise: strangers meet, they have a connection, but it has an expiration date
  • pretty woman: prostitute with a wealthy person– who doesn’t love cinderella?
  • you’ve got mail: PEN PALS ( you can add in the real life hate for angst )
  • notting hill: basically people with completely different lifestyles fight for love
  • groundhog day: ~you must relive the same day until ur good~
  • what happens in vegas: VEGAS WEDDING!!!! miserable aftermath
  • uptown girls: nanny falls in love with cynical musican
  • whats your number: obsessed with having a low sex count, they find their exes
  • maid in manhattan: MAID&SENATOR (he doesn’t have to be a gross republican tho)
  • my best friend’s wedding: friend breaks marriage pact and u realize u love them
  • forgetting sarah marshall: u & ur ex are at the same hotel
  • bridget jones diary: modern pride and prejudice
  • sweet home alabama: country gone couture realizes they still love their ex
  • a lot like love: we’ve met up every few years & i want to tell you i love you each time
  • 10 things i hate about you: BETS!!!!! BETRAYAL!!!!! DYNAMIC PEOPLE!!!!
  • the proposal: who doesn’t love the fake affair stuff???
  • the wedding planner: we had a thing once and now i’m helping u with ur wedding
  • when harry met sally: can men and women be platonic friends?????
  • 500 days of summer: ‘i don’t want a relationship….’ but we do couple things
  • jersey girl: your the girl i met after my wife died!!!
  • along came polly: my partner cheated our honeymoon and you helped me forget it
  • the wedding date: i’m single & sad so i’m bringing a prostitute to my sister’s wedding
  • the wedding singer: i’m heartbroken and sad and singing at your wedding
  • sleepless in seattle: i heard you on a radio talk show and i’m OBSESSED
  • moonstruck: desperate widow falls in love with her slapdash fiance’s brother
  • no strings attached: besties hookup with no emotions hahahhaha ya right bud
Superhero AUs #13

- ‘You’re my arch nemesis but our best friends are dating…I guess I’ll play nice in civvies, for now’ AU
- ‘So what about a double date?’ AU

- ‘I will burn down this city and everyone in it’ AU 
- 'Good job I brought a fire extinguisher then’ AU

- ‘I can’t believe I finally got into the superhero academy, this is the best day of my life and- …What are you doing here? You’re not a hero’ AU
- ‘My application was mostly ironic, I swear’ AU

- ‘I’m a superthief…is it too cliche if I make it my mission to steal your heart?’ AU
- ‘If you come anywhere near my heart I will cut your goddamn hands off. You are not selling my organs on the black market’ AU

- ‘My mail keeps getting switched with my neighbour’s, which would be fine if it wasn’t full of two-for-one offers on death rays’ AU
- 'Why on earth do I keep getting coded letters asking me to join the League of Heroes? Is this a mistake or some kind of backhanded compliment?’ AU 

 - 'I accidentally admitted that I’ve never seen the Harry Potter movies and now you’re dragging me back to your place for a marathon and I have no idea what to do’ AU
- 'I knew you were evil but this is a step too far! Maybe the reason that you’re the bad guy is that you’ve never seen Harry Potter, because that’s some childhood deprivation right there’ AU 

 - 'Every Tuesday I take the night off from committing crimes to go and sit in my favourite restaurant for a few hours. I absolutely do not have a crush on the cute waitress’ AU
- 'I was getting harassed by two dickheads and my favourite customer stepped in to protect me…aaaand he’s a supervillain. Great.’ AU

- ‘Look, I really need a date to take to this superhero get-together, but I have no-one to ask…will you come with me?’ AU
- ‘Are you seriously asking me to walk into a room filled to the brim with superheroes? …I can’t believe my archenemy is such a sad, friendless person. Of course I’ll come’ AU

- ‘Look after my dogs while I’m in jail, would you?’ AU
- ‘When I said I’d look after your dogs, I didn’t realise they were actual hellhounds!’ AU

- ‘I work in airport security for a city with one of the most famous heroes around. Villains frequently fly in to challenge her. It’s my job to stop them getting out of the airport’ AU
- ‘Jesus Christ, I thought this place was an airport, not a death trap. Who are you?’ AU
BONUS: ‘I am a minimum wage employee drugged up on caffeine and loathing. I have nothing left to lose.’

Kissing, Interrupted.

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: Peter and the reader are getting pretty steamy and someone decides it’s the perfect time to interrupt. Talk about cockblock, amiright?

Warnings: language, kissing, fluff, Star Wars, makeout sesh (holla). (Let me know if I missed any).

Word Count: 1,479

A/N: For the amazing @literallyrozie812, thanks for the request! I hope this fic gives you guys all the Peter feels. Also, I apologize if it sucks ass lol. I’m not experienced in this part of writing, so bear with me as I slowly dig my way into it! Let’s hope I did at least a 4/10. Thanks for all the never ending support, guys! As always, feedback and constructive criticism is appreciated.


Being raised as a Stark definitely has its perks, but let’s not forget about the downsides.

For instance, not being able to try out the Iron Man suit because of one accidental mistake of you blowing one up. 

Hey, it happens… right?

Or not being able to join the team on missions because it’s “too intense” or “not safe.”

Like, hello? I’m an Avenger? I deserve to participate, Dad.

And don’t even get started on boys.

Oh, lord. If he knew about Peter and you, well, let’s just say Tony’s suit isn’t the only thing that would be blown up.

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little ways to cope with stress ♡

➳ make silly faces in the mirror

➳ take a bubble bath

➳ pet a friendly puppy/kitten

➳ dance to your favorite song

➳ eat a rainbow of fruits (& veggies)

➳ take a long nap

➳ read some story books

➳ build a blankie fort then fill it with stuffies & fairy lights

➳ visit a toy store (or several)

➳ watch your favorite movies back to back
➳ give yourself a makeover
➳ color color color

➳ listen to lullabies or soft music

➳ do some yoga
➳ make snow angels

➳ pack a picnic
➳ cook some macaroni & cheese

➳ go on a long walk or scavenger hunt

➳ paint a picture frame or flower pot

➳ go to an animal/exotic bird sanctuary

➳ cuddle up with a bottle/binkie

➳ cry cry cry

➳ put together a puzzle

➳ eat a lollipop (or several)

➳ make a mobile with ribbon & paper
➳ bang together pots & pans

➳ build a block castle
➳ play dress up
➳ build a snowman

➳ go to an art/science museum

➳ bake cupcakes or cookies

➳ visit a candy shop (buy some sweets)

➳ make homemade hot cocoa

➳ brush your teeth & hair
➳ play cute online games

➳ buy a new toy or coloring book

➳ set goals then celebrate them

➳ watch funny youtube videos

➳ make a collage of cute photos for your wall
➳ set up a bird or chipmunk feeder
➳ stay in your jammies all day
➳ have a tea party with your stuffies
➳ make a new “imaginary” friend
➳ marathon your favorite cartoons

How You Interact: Dark-Side Friends

Since you guys liked my last “How you interact” post, I feel like I should make another. I wanted to do one for Antisepticeye and Darkiplier since I very rarely see posts for these awesome characters. 
These head-canons are what I think Dark and Anti would be like as a friend. 
Hope you guys enjoy!!

Originally posted by boopymooplier

Anti: 

  • My God, you’ll never live peacefully again! Not that it’s a bad thing, but Anti loves to mess with you. 
  • Small pranks that involve misplaced objects. Bookmarks placed three pages back. Occasionally he’ll make your phone screen all static-y just because you’re ignoring him. 
  • He likes making your mornings just that little more crazy
    Late for work? It appears your car-keys have disappeared
    Rough night out? He’ll be nice and make you a coffee, with two spoonfuls of salt to make sure you get your sodium intake today. 
  • Anti finds your panicked/angry rants amusing. 
  • But you get him back. He doesn’t like being called by cute nicknames. 
  • “Aww, Green-Bean, don’t be so mean. I’m only trying to help” 
    “I will destroy everything you love, (Y/N)”
  • Anti likes to be the center of attention. If you’re working or studying, Anti will try his best to distract you.
    At first, it’ll be small things. Like calling out your name in a whiny, jittering voice, balls of paper being thrown at you. Sometimes he’ll mess with your sense of perception so you have to acknowledge him to tell him off.
  • You simply try to ignore him. It became a game between the two of you to see how long you can last. 
  • The record was ten minutes; but you had to stop since Anti started messing with your electronics. Flickering the lights and making you see double of everything and a loud buzzing sound almost burst your ear-drums. 
  • It gave you a migraine for the rest of the day.
  • Although Anti isn’t the affectionate type; he does small things that brighten your day. 
  • A single flower will appear on your desk. 
  • A batch of cookies with milk. 
  • Even little notes around the house in green writing.
  • When you ask him about it, he just shrugs. 
  • “Maybe a little ghost is playing tricks on you”
  • He’ll try to distract you with video games. You absolutely refuse to let him win at Mario Cart because you don’t want to see his cocky grin. 
  • Competitions between you are dangerous.
  • Lamps are smashed and the walls shake from you two yelling at each other. It’s surprisingly relaxing to come home and yell at something.
  • On really bad days, Anti will appear and disappear on your computer screen. Flashing a smile and making weird faces at you until you give up and allow yourself to laugh. 
  • “Anti, your blocking the screen” 
  • “P-Play with me, (Y/N). I’m bor-r-ed” 
  • On rainy days, when your marathoning a series, Anti will be in the background of the show; waving or dancing ridiculously. 
  • At serious scenes; he can usually be seen making outrageous faces at the actors. You can’t help but laugh,
  • Although you try to hate him, you can’t help but adore Anti. It’s a tiring and irritating friendship but you wouldn’t want anything to be different between the two of you.  

Originally posted by bekadmfb

Darkiplier: 

  • I hope you like a friendship with a lot of flirting. Even though you two aren’t sexual towards each other, it doesn’t stop Dark from winking and speaking seductively towards you.
  • This makes people mistake you two as a couple. You don’t really complain, but sometimes Dark makes it difficult to make new friends. 
  • “You don’t need them, (Y/N). I’m all you need”
    “That would be true, if you could hold a decent conversation that wasn’t always about you” 
  • Dark likes to insult you. But you can see the hint of a smile whenever he says something. 
  • You throw it back at him with as much sarcasm as you can muster. He likes your sass. It challenges him to be on his game when he’s around you. 
  • You’ve witnessed his outbursts personally. But even though Dark has said some violent, horrible things about Mark; Dark is rather placid when you’re around him. 
  • He’s been pushed back and ignored for long periods of time, he likes to be around someone who acknowledges him. He doesn’t want his anger to frighten you away, but sometimes you do get caught in these outbursts. 
  • You wait patiently until he’s calmed down. Then make a little comment on the way his head jerks around. 
  • “So, do you get whiplash? Or are you like an owl under that suit?” 
    “Ask nicely and I’ll show you.”
  • Although he wouldn’t apologize, he is grateful you don’t ask about his behavior. Saves him from having to explain himself to a incompetent fool. ;) 
  • He also likes to play games. Sometimes you don’t even realise you’re part of one until you find yourself in another dimension because you took a wrong turn. 
  • “Tsk, tsk. You should have taken a left, (Y/N). Now you have to try and escape the Third Circle of Hell to return to the bathroom.”
    “If you don’t send me back right now, I’ll show you all Nine Circles of Hell!” 
  • He’s rather affectionate towards you. He’ll give your hand a squeeze as he passes.
    If you’re feeling uncomfortable in a public place, Dark will come up behind you and place his hand on the small of your back.
  • But previous mistakes have taught you that this attention has a price. 
  • He’d never ask anything big of you. Usually he’ll ask you to drive him somewhere, or accompany him to a certain location. Sometimes you “treat” him to dinner on Tuesdays.
  • But you are still very careful of what you ask of Dark. He remembers even the smallest favors. 
  • There are times, however, where he does nice things out of nowhere. 
  • You had a bad day during a work-week and you crumpled under the pressure. Dark found you in a sobbing heap on your bed and sat beside you. His hand gripped your own and he consoled you through the tears. 
  • Once your tears were dried up, he ran you a bath and almost drowned you in rose scented bubbles. 
  • It had been a shock to you. But a nice shock.
  • In the middle of the night, while you’re walking through the house to get a glass of water. You sometimes find a glass of cool water waiting for you in the hallway. 
  • You mumble a thanks to the shadows and stumble back to bed. 
  • Sometimes you feel the blankets pull up under your chin on cold nights. 
  • Other times, Dark will wake you in the early hours of the morning because he was lacking intelligent conversation.
  • Dark also likes to give you nicknames. 
  • They’re small and almost demeaning, but you don’t really mind. It’s better than fool or imbecile. (A name a certain family member is called frequently)
  • “Kitten, have you seen my tie?”
    “You’re wearing it, Dark. Are you blind as well as emotionless?” 
  • It’s a weird friendship. One people would first look at and question. But the two of you have many fond memories and the laughter you two share are contagious. It’ll be hard to tear the two of you apart. 


I hope you guys enjoyed this!

MP100 Marathon information!

After taking into consideration the timezones some of you sent me, I decided that the best time for the marathon will be 5 pm UTC. To make it easier for all of you to calculate the time, I’ve created a countdown. As stated before, the date is Saturday 24 of June.

The dub VS sub poll has come to an end, and the results show that 59% of you want to watch the subbed version, so we’ll go with that. The link to the stream will be posted 30 minutes before its start!

Disappointed by the results? Worry not! There will be another marathon for the dubbed version at a date and time that will be decided later.

Thanks to everyone who voted and sent me their timezones! I hope to see many of you at the marathon!!

Some have called “This Land Is Your Land” an alternative national anthem. Others say it’s a Marxist response to “God Bless America.” It was written and first sung by Woody Guthrie. Over time, it’s been sung by everyone from Lady Gaga to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Folklorist Nick Spitzer has the story of an American classic.

Woodrow Wilson Guthrie was born in 1912 in Okemah, Okla. He recorded “This Land Is Your Land” during a marathon April 1944 session in New York for Moses Asch, who founded Folkways Records. Guthrie was on shore leave from the Merchant Marines, one of his many occupations during the Depression and war years.

Growing up in small-town Oklahoma, Guthrie heard church hymns, outlaw ballads, blues, fiddle tunes and popular music. The Guthries had been fairly prosperous — Woody’s father was a small-time politician and businessman — but the family unraveled in the topsy-turvy oil economy of the ‘20s and '30s. The Guthrie family relocated to Pampa, Tex., after Woody’s mother was committed to a mental institution for a mysterious nervous condition. That’s when Woody took to the road.

As a boy, he’d already proven himself to be a gifted street entertainer — dancing, playing guitar and harmonica, making up songs as he went. Words and music became a growing passion for him.

The Story Of Woody Guthrie’s 'This Land Is Your Land’

Photo: Courtesy of Library of Congress

Are You Sure About That?

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Relationship: Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer Reid is your best friend in the entire world. Best friends totally spend every weekend together, and walk around holding hands, and cuddling on their movie night, right? 

Note: Just an idea I had one night. Hope you enjoy. 

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Dating Tom Holland would include..

..longs walks with Tessa.

..marathons of your favorite movie series.

..Tom reading to you on rainy days while cuddling under seven blankets. (hot chocolate and fire not included)

..stealing his shirts.. and hats… and jackets.. basically all his clothes

..him secretly loving it.

..visiting marvel sets and becoming the ‘Avengers’ otp.

..billions of snap stories and insta pics featuring each other.

..calling him your hero.

..him calling you his little warrior.

..DANCE PARTIES. (ft. Tess, Paddy and occasionally Sam)

..going for coffee with Harry.

..his family adoring you.

..him being jealous of Tessa’s love for you.

..you being jealous of his fangirls.

..him reassuring you that you’re his one and only.

..sneaking kisses. Every 20 seconds.

..him never judging you for the blog you used to have devoted entirely to his existence. (”NO TOM DON’T LOOK AT THAT!!” “Aww! You used to write those little fan stories about me?” *you dying* “Oh and what’s this? You needed medical attention because I give you breathing problems?” *you’re dead*

..holding hands wherever you go.

..him feeling like he isn’t the best role to play something as big as Spiderman.

..you setting up a hashtag and live stream so he can see all his fans and what he’s doing for them. Also reassuring him in another way. ;)

..you being a singer and are asked to sing for one of his movie’s soundtracks.

..jam sessions or lessons with guitars.

..being the cutest couple ever cuz Tom Holland would treat his girl RIGHT.

Playboy, bad boy Kim Taehyung

Originally posted by namjoonie00

Series genre: Smut, angst, fluff

Description: Kim Taehyung, one of the nastiest human beings you have ever been associated with. You despite even breathing the same air as him yet he still somehow finds a place in your life.

note: Park Jimin will also play a major role in this series. Also, this chapter will have some Harry Potter references that are not absolutely necessary to the story itself. Enjoy!

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Weekend Hashtag Project: #WHPdreambig

Weekend Hashtag Project is a series featuring designated themes and hashtags chosen by Instagram’s Community Team. For a chance to be featured on the Instagram blog, follow @instagram and look for a post every week announcing the latest project.

Your dreams encapsulate your highest goals. This weekend, the goal is to capture that reach-for-the-stars feeling with photos and videos. Here are some tips to get started:

  • Are you training to run your first marathon? Take a video that moves along your favorite route. Starting your own business? Capture the process of making the goods you’ll sell with a Boomerang.
  • Notice other people around you who are working to achieve their dreams. You’ll see that successes big and small are happening all around every day — a daughter graduating from university, a baby taking their first step — if you only take the time to look.
  • Document your own dreams that have already come true. Photograph your newly purchased home or a plane ticket to a destination that changed your life.

PROJECT RULES: Please add the #WHPdreambig hashtag only to photos and videos taken over this weekend and only submit your own visuals to the project. If you include music in your video submissions, please only use music to which you own the rights. Any tagged photo or video taken over the weekend is eligible to be featured next week.

anonymous asked:

any eXCITING ideas to put into a summer bucket list? (im like super boring so i thought i could ask the queen hehe)

i have two guesses who you are kind anon 

hell yes i do let’s go! idk if you’d call these “exciting” but those are the things that have been on my own summer bucket lists before. if anyone wants to add anything, please do! 

OUTSIDE AND TRAVEL

  • keep a travel journal!
  • send postcards to your friends (and maybe teachers you like, they’ll love it!)
  • try a new item of food!
  • explore some place you’ve never been to (doesn’t have to be far. maybe take a walk in a park you’ve never been to, or visit a museum!)
  • eat ice-cream and maybe try a new flavour (or make ice-cream yourself!)
  • try a new sport! for summer, try paddling/surfing/diving or if you’re not into water: tennis/golf/archery/outdoor yoga
  • watch the sunset 
  • have a BBQ
  • go to the beach (if you can) or to a lake
  • go to a concert
  • breathe in different kind of airs (sounds stupid, but i think it’s kinda cool. salty air at the seaside, fresh air after it rained, breezy air in the mountains, the smell of flowers on the fields…)
  • visit a place where one of your favourite books takes place (or where the author is from)
  • talk to someone in your target language
  • plant something in your garden! flowers, herbs, vegetables or a little tree
  • instead of taking a photo, draw or paint a scenery/landscape that you see
  • try a new restaurant or coffee shop
  • wear your favourite dress/shirt/pair of shorts/jeans
  • cycle somewhere!

INSIDE AND RAINY DAYS

  • learn how to cook some new meals!!
  • bake some cute cookies
  • rewatch your favourite series - but maybe in another language to add a little challenge?
  • write a story/poem/oneshot (doesn’t have to win the nobel prize, but it’s relaxing and entertaining)
  • take a walk in the rain! 
  • declutter your room while listening to some cool music 
  • learn a new piece on your instrument
  • movie marathon! 
  • learn the basics of a new language (if irl ones are too boring, try elvish or klingon)
  • build a fort
  • make flower-crowns or anything else you like
  • braid your hair (if that’s possible) or learn how to braid it in different styles
  • get to work on your tbr pile
  • if you don’t have one, here’s a list of great books by @areistotle
  • make milkshakes or fruit salad
  • redecorate your room
  • fix/redo your tumblr theme
  • backup your phone and computer 
  • tidy up your bookshelves or any other collections you have
  • watch some new youtubers (or just some of your favs)
  • learn some random shit
  • message a friend you haven’t talked to in a while! 
  • have a nice bath with bubbles or rosepetals or whatever you like!

I hope this is what you had in mind - have a great summer! :) 

Crushcrushcrush

Spencer x Reader.

“Ouch, ouch OUCH.“

"Stop being a baby!” you said to your best friend and colleague. 

“But it hurts,” Spencer complained. 

“Well of course it hurts you idiot, you’ve broken your leg." 

"Can you just drive more carefully please?" 

You were in your car driving back from the hospital where you’d spent the last four hours. Spencer was laid out across your back seat, his leg in plaster. You’d been with him when he’d fallen out of the tree, an image you still couldn’t get out of your head. 

Spencer Reid. In a tree. You couldn’t wait to tell the others. You’d taken pictures. 

"This wouldn’t have happened if you’d listened to me. I told you those branches couldn’t take your weight.” You couldn’t help but gloat. 

“Yes well, I was trying to be nice. That little girl wouldn’t stop crying.”

The two of you had met up for coffee, having returned from your most recent case the evening before. It was a pleasant day so you’d decided to take a walk through the local park. 

You’d come across a young mother trying to calm her crying child, her kite stuck in a tree. 

Spencer, being the gentleman he was, had offered to climb up and get it. You laughed telling him there’s no way those branches could take his weight but he’d ignored you. 

Less than 30 seconds into his climb, you heard a cracking and a loud girlish squeal as he came crashing to the ground, landing on his leg at an awkward angle. 

You couldn’t not laugh at him even though he was clearly hurt. The little girl’s mom had been mortified, especially when you told her what you both did for a living. “It’s fine,” you’d assured her. “He got shot in the leg last year, he’s used to being injured.”

“Can you stop laughing at me and call an ambulance please?” Spencer had piped up from the ground. 

“Let me just take a picture so I can show the team.” You pulled out your cell. “Smile.”

He’d glared at you. “ Ambulance. Now Y/N.”

“Fine, fine. No need to get so tetchy.”

Four hours and multiple photos later, you were on your way home, you having followed the ambulance in your car. You were taking Spencer back to your apartment as yours had an elevator and his didn’t, stopping by at his on the way picking up the list of items he’d given you. 

You drove over another pothole hearing him whine again. “I beg of you, please just drive carefully." 

You signaled, pulling to the side of the road "Get outta the car Reid.” You spun around in your seat. 

“Wait… No! I’m injured.”

“Criticise my driving again, and you can walk home. And I won’t let you stay at my apartment meaning you’ll have to call Morgan and tell him how you tried and failed to fly today.”

He pouted at you. “I’m sorry, you’re not a bad driver. It’s just the pot holes nudge my leg and it freaking hurts. It’s not so bad until you go over one.”

He’d refused painkillers at the hospital, you understanding why, and suddenly you felt bad for taking the piss out of him. 

“I’ll try and avoid them okay. I’m sorry.”

“Thank you.”

You made it home with a few mores groans from him and you helped him into your building making it to your apartment with only a few stumbles. 

“Stay here, I’ll make up the couch now so we don’t have to do it later.”

“Aww you’re giving up your bed for me Y/N?”

“Fuck no…. I don’t give up my bed for no-one. You’re having the couch.”

“But I’m injured… And your pull out isn’t very comfortable.” He stayed on it before during your many movie marathons when he couldn’t be bothered to drive home. 

“I’m not giving up my bed Spence. You’re my best friend and I love you to bits but just no. Not happening.”

“But I gave you mine when you had strep throat and demanded I take you home and look after you.”

“And that, is because you are a much nicer person than I am.”

He tried to give you his puppy dog face which he knew almost always made you break. You shook your head at him. This was one thing you weren’t budging on. 

You made up the couch for him and put his bags on the chair. Deciding you were both starving you ordered pizza, watching an old episode of the Twilight Zone when it arrived. 

When you finished up, you tidied your mess away feeling Spencer watching you. He went to speak, stopping before any words actually left his mouth. 

“S'up?” You turned to your friend. 

He screwed up his mouth, his hands nervously playing with his tee shirt. 

“I need a shower.”

He did….When he’d fell he’d landed in some mud and although you’d managed to wipe most of it off whilst you were in the hospital waiting room some of it had matted into his hair, making it even messier than usual. 

“And?”

“I…..um, I’m not gonna be able to pull my jeans off. And I probably won’t be able stand for long in your shower by myself.”

“Can you wait until tomorrow and I can get Morgan to come and help?”

He shook his head. “You know how funny I am about showering everyday. I won’t be able to relax if I don’t. Please?”

Right… Okay. 

“We’ll have to cut your jeans off.” The doctor had already hacked them off at the knee in order to plaster him up so they were ruined anyway. “And… We’ll work the other stuff out as we go. Your boxers are staying on by the way.”

“Well duh….”

You went into your kitchen pulling out a roll of black bin liners, duct tape and your kitchen scissors, grabbing some towels from the basket of clean laundry you’d yet to put away. 

“Move it hop along.” You motioned towards your bathroom. 

“It kinda looks like you’re getting ready to murder me or something Y/N.” He pointed to the bags and scissors. 

“Oh Spencer… I’d at least wait until you were asleep. Now come on.”

He pulled himself up using his crutch as leverage and hobbling into the bathroom behind you. 

Flipping the lid of your toilet seat down, you instruct him, “Sit.”

You took his crutch off him propping it up against a wall. Twirling the scissors around your fingers you smiled menacingly at him. “Do you trust me?" 

"I don’t really have much choice.” He stuck his leg out. “Just…. Don’t cut through my boxers okay.”

Raising your eyebrows at him you joked, “Spencer, if I wanted to see your dick I would have seen it by now. Trust me on that." 

He flushed slightly as you reached for the bottom of his jeans, starting to cut up the side of his leg pulling the fabric apart as you did so you could easily see when you reached his underwear. 

"Pink boxers Spencer? Really?”

He shrugged at you. You continued cutting reaching the top. “Lift your butt off the seat slightly.”

He did and you quickly yanked the jeans from under him so they settled around his thighs. He rested back down. You removed his other Converse and sock, tossing them into the corner of the bathroom and pulling the jeans down and off his other leg. 

“Act one complete. Now onto Act two.” You started humming the Green Hill Zone music from Sonic the Hedgehog as you pulled a black bag from the roll, opening it up and lifting his leg inside it carefully. 

“I never knew you were a Sonic fan Y/N.”

“Up down left right A B C start, you know it baby.” You winked at him. “Now hold the bag around the top of your cast please.”

He gripped the plastic and you reached for the duct tape, taping the plastic flush to his leg and laughing at the finished look. 

“You’re probably gonna lose a few leg hairs getting that off.”

“Shit. I hadn’t thought about that.”

“Call yourself a genius Dr Reid….. ”

You stood up from your spot on the floor, leaning over and flicking the shower on. 

When you’d turned around, Spencer had pulled his tee shirt off. 

Woah….. 

You’d seen him shirtless before when you’d hurriedly changed in front of each other when out on cases. In fact you’d seen all of the team in various states of undress, but you’d not seen him with his top off in about four months. 

He’d changed. Not massively, but his tummy had more definition and tone to it and you could make out the start of a V nearing his hips. His shoulders and arms had more muscle. You’d always thought he’d had nice arms but now they definitely looked like they could do a lot more damage. 

“Trying to impress someone Spencer?” you teased. His cheeks flushed. “OMG, I was joking but you actually are. Who? As your best friend I demand you tell me.”

“It…. It’s n-noone.”  He hardly ever stuttered around you now, he had when you’d first met eighteen months ago but he’d stopped when you’d become closer friends. 

“It’s clearly someone… Tell me!”

“I can’t.”

“Pffft. Lies. All lies. Well you’re looking very sexy Dr Reid, even with the bag wrapped round your leg.”

You actually meant this too. You’d always thought Spencer was attractive with his messy hair and deep brown eyes but you’d become such good friends that you’d pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind. You teased him all the time and faux flirted, loving watching him get flustered trying to come back with a retort. He rarely managed it, him being fairly awkward around girls. 

“Although Spencer?”

“Hmmmmm.”

“Whoever she is, if she doesn’t like you for you then she’s not worth it. Don’t change yourself just to impress someone else. You’re perfect just as you are.”

He blushed the deepest red you’d seen on him in a long time, muttering out a thanks. 

“Now, let’s get you wet sugar!” you drawled earning a chuckle from him, his awkwardness at your compliment fading. 

He inched into your walk in shower using one hand to steady himself against the tiles, while he tried to get under the spray and not get his leg wet at the same time. Although the cast was covered, you still had to be careful.

It was funny to watch and every few moments he’d wobble, letting out a little screech and you’d reach out your arm to steady him. 

Seeing you laughing he flicked his arm through the spray, water droplets hitting you.

“Hey!”

“Stop laughing then and help me wash my hair. I can’t do it and steady myself at the same time.”

“How exactly am I meant to wash your hair for you? You’re a good seven inches taller than me Reid.”

His brow furrowed thinking, and suddenly you had a brainwave. One that would make this all so much easier. 

“Be right back.” You ran into your kitchen spying one of your bar stools and taking it back into the bathroom with. You reckoned it would just about fit. Motioning him to move out the way you placed the chair in the shower with him. 

“Ta daaaa!! Now sit.”

Pulling off your hoody and your own jeans you stepped into the shower behind him leaving your tee shirt and underwear on. You unhooked the shower head from its holster on the wall, handing it to him hold. 

You grabbed your shampoo from the rack, squirting some onto his messy hair. “Head back Spencer.”

He did as instructed, holding the spray of the shower away from you both and as you ran your fingers through his locks, massaging the shampoo into a lather. 

“I swear you have nicer hair than me Spence. It’s really not fair." 

He laughed and you took the shower head off him, rinsing it through and repeating the same steps with the conditioner.  

His eyes were closed and you swore you heard a light moan coming from him as you massaged his scalp lightly. 

"Done.”

Handing him your body wash and a spare sponge you held the shower head above him, the water sluicing down his back as he washed himself. “Y/N…. Close your eyes please.”

“I’m not looking, feel free to give yourself a good ole scrub down there. Just remember; once is fine, twice is okay, but three times…. And I’m leaving the shower.”

He laughed announcing a few moments later that he was done. You shut off the water, helping him up and moving the chair out. 

“Think you can hobble back and get dressed yourself whilst I have a quick wash?”

He nodded wrapping a towel around his middle, grabbing his crutch and heading out of the room. 

You stripped, quickly shaving your legs and washing your own hair. When you’d finished you dried off, dressing in the same pajamas you’d left in there this morning. 

Spencer was laid out on your bed propped up with your pillows against your headboard. He’d managed to dress himself in a pair of loose pajama pants and a tee shirt, you noticing the wet towel and his pink boxers lying on top of your wash basket. The black bag had gone as well. 

“He hey hey, I said you weren’t having my bed.”

He grinned. “I’m not, just let’s watch TV in here for a bit. It’s more comfy.”

You relented, he was right after all. You chucked him the TV clicker, climbing on to the bed next to him. 

“Thank you by the way.”

“Huh? For?" 

"For um… Letting me stay here and helping me in the shower and stuff. I know it was a bit weird.”

“Don’t be silly. You’re my bestie and you’re hurt. I may take the piss but I genuinely don’t like you being in pain…. Except when it’s caused by me.” You reached out and pinched his arm.  “Oh and Spence, I don’t really find anything weird with you. I feel comfortable when I’m with you. Kinda…. At home?” The last part came out like a question, more because you weren’t sure how else to explain yourself. 

He glanced at you. “Me too Y/N.” He got what you meant. 

He flicked through the channels, settling on some teen movie that had not long started. 

Fifteen minutes in and you were exasperated with the storyline already. 

“For fucks sake, her best friend is clearly the better option and he’s obviously head over heels for her. I can’t stand these types of movies.”

“Why not?” Spencer shot you a sideways look. 

“Just the whole dynamic. If you have feelings for your best friend, then freaking tell them. Or show them somehow.”

“Like how? Maybe he’s shy. What if he’s scared?” Reid’s voice sounded weird. Slightly strangled somehow. 

“I don’t know,” you shrugged. “There’s ways of telling someone without actually saying it. Take her hand whilst you’re out walking or something. If she pulls away, she’s not into you like that and you can just pretend it never happened. No harm done, no awkward conversation.”

He went quiet and you resumed watching the movie. 

Twenty minutes later, you felt his arm twitch on the bed. You turned to look at him, his eyes intently focused on the screen. 

Another few minutes later, the same thing. His hand actually leaving its spot on the bed this time before putting it back down again. 

A full ten minutes later you heard him inhale a deep breath before moving his hand and wrapping it around yours. 

You jumped but didn’t pull away, just staring at your hands for a moment, thoughts running through your head, replaying the conversation you’d not long had. 

Oh… OH. 

This was new.

But not horrible. Definitely not horrible. In fact….. 

You liked it. Like really liked it. 

Spencer went to pull his hand away, obviously scared by your lack of response. 

“No….. Leave it Spence." 

You turned your hand face up so you could interlace your fingers with his, enjoying the warmth and strangely fuzzy feeling it gave you inside your tummy. 

He liked you? Like that?

He liked you. 

And given the butterflies you could feel dive bombing in your stomach, you liked him back.

Well, he was hot. And he knew almost everything about you. 

And you did spend almost all your spare time with him. 

And he was funny, and caring and kind. He was your favourite person in the world. 

You liked him. Why had you never realised?

Huh. 

This was completely unexpected. 

You gave his hand a soft squeeze, raising your eyes to his. His beautiful eyes, looking so nervous and unsure. 

You smiled at him, slightly unsure yourself. 

He returned your grin, releasing the breath he’d been holding and squeezing back. 

Okay. You could work with this. 

You wriggled closer to him, lifting his arm up and placing it around your shoulder before resting your head against his shoulder. You heard a sigh that you could only describe as contentment coming from him. 

Yes, you could definitely work with this. 

And that’s how you fell asleep.