#dc ur messy and i love it

[fierrochaseist4t]

bruce/talia/khoa/selina/thomas is the wildest fucking polycule dc could have possibly made

#stfu kory #dc #ok def not the wildest but still up thete #*there #bc what the fuck do you mean all these ships run congruently. in the comics. IN THE TEXT #dc ur messy and i love it

[sporkberries]

Hate it when mom and dad fight 💔 (reading a rough spot in Ollie and Dinah's relationship)

whenever they break up i feel like im 8 years old and my parents are getting divorced again ( my parents have been married all my life )

#dc please think about the kids (me a grown adult) #i actually do like them a little messy especially earlier on #spork says stuff #dc #dinah lance #oliver queen #dinahollie #also im so glad u are reading a bunch of arrow comics i see ur posts about them and go YEASSS #love those guys...

[mizokowashere]

HELLO THERE‼️‼️

Tis me, friend 🚶🏻‍♀️actually you can call me Huhu

As promised, I am here to give out some ideas for kaitou joker x reader ideas PLEASE I miss it when people used to write them. Anyway I was thinking a kaitou joker x detective female reader?

Like reader is a detective like kudo shinichi from DC and she is a new person on the police force. Its her first time attending a heist and she’s smart yk yk and explains to the inspector how joker stole the treasure. Joker and hachi hears all about this while disguised as one of the police, even though they already stole the treausure they were both curious of the new person. Hachi is like “ooh this girl is smart! WAIT too smart! She might catch us!” Joker on the other hand stays silent while observing her, its not like this isnt the first detective he’s seen but something about her….makes him feel something OO LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT.

Anyway thats all I got for that idea *roller skates away* 🛹🛹🛹

MORE INCOMING‼️‼️

HELLO HUHU!1!!1!1 THABK YOU FOR GIVING ME IDEAS !!!

that idea is so cute esmsmsm, enjoy 😋

( sorry if my English is bad I suck 💔💔 )

Love at first sight -?!

— kaitou joker x detective ! reader , she / her pronounce

A new detective was recently hired by Inspector Oniyama.

Today ( or rather night ) was rather special considering that it will be the new detective's first heist ! Although the expectations were not that high , she hopes that she can perform well, or maybe even better than her boss and the rest of her coworkers.

The inspectors plan was simple , a bit too simple. Non the less , she didn't say much and got to work. She was quick , and smart, able to pick up anything out of the ordinary.

She had notice quickly how one of the police were acting quite suspicious . So ,she kept her suspicions , finding an whichever opportunity to question that spesific police.

The police was of course non other than Joker and Hachi themselves. Hachi was nervous , starting to panic inside but Joker kept his cool..

She found it weird on how these two spesific police would walk of at the most random times... Unless , they are the thieves , but it was a thought. She decided to follow the two.

She had caught the two in the act of coming out of their disguises.

— " Aha! My suspicions were correct after all ! "

Joker , impressed by the detective's quick discovery. He was shocked , considering how during his past heist , he's never gotten caught in the act of transformation unless he reveals it upfront.

Not to long after that , Inspector Oniyama caught up to it too, but failed once again to catch the Mysterious Joker along with his partner !

Inspector Oniyama was impressed by her , and how she explained to him how Joker escaped and how they pulled it of.

But did joker actually leave yet ? Nope. The two eves dropped on her explanation , hachi was shocked and started to panic ( again ) on how smart she is. And with that , they left to the sky joker

----

— " hm , the newbie's good. I can't wait help but look forward to seeing her on our next heist. " He chuckles.

After that? He wanted to see her very often. Even started getting slightly disappointed if he didn't manage to see her.

Hachi can only sigh at how his master has fallen in love ... ♡

sorry if it seems short :v , I forgot what the gum was called he uses for transformation 😭

I'm not rly proud w this bcuz it seems so messy , I tried staying to ur idea, I hope u like it !!!

Please correct me if anything was wrong eueieiei ;-;

#mizoko.writes! #kaitou joker

[13elmst]

ahhh hello n happy openin day 2 us all!! im gemma ( s/h, 21+ ) n i write for jaehyun and sumi!! i've got their individual intros linked bc it's too long to put in one post xo what's new i cannot shut up : )) below r some event plot ideas that i came up w like 2 seconds ago so they're kinda questionable but anw if u r keen to plot pls LIKE this post n i'll come runnin!! and ofc if u have discord pls lmk bc tumblr ims and i have some longstanding beef...

on the night of the event, JAEHYUN is...

not attending the charity gala thx!! jaehyun is very anti together for daehan so he will not give any money 2 support them ( also he is the charity tq curious currenter 4 pointin that out )!! that said, jaehyun will b helpin get the blue hall ready 4 the afterparty so!! any evo members wna help direct him n get him 2 put his superstrength 2 good use!!! boss him around 🥴

ok i will alw push this agenda but any fans of gangcheori!! imagine u see the new capt there n u think this is the PERFECT time 2 share my strategies !! jaehyun's a pretty approachable dude so i feel like he'd take in on board ( tho he is also p proud so ease it on the pushiness mayb.... )

as per the event description im sure there's gna b an accident or two... who better to call 4 help than the dude w superstrength!! imagine u have a friend passed out somewhere questionable n u need help gettin them outta there n back 2 safety!! perhaps that dude breaking things when he walks past can help u out he looks strong...

alternatively a fight breaks out between u n someone else n jaehyun comes n puts a stop 2 it bc he dc ab fights but !! not @ the blue hall party!! this is evo's moment don't turn it into a crime scene!! OR jaehyun is also v trigger happy n easy 2 anger so if someone from together from daehan / other sporting rally houses annoys him n ur muse is tryna step in between... watch out for those hands tho he packs a mean punch!!!

he's probably taken over as the student bouncer at some point during the night ( for like j a short moment tho cause he wna party too!! ) so what if ur muse rocks up late from the charity gala.... how r u gna convince mr t4d suxx

um jaehyun is a classic fuckboy so yk imagine yall ended wrongly or he treated u not gr8 n yall meet for the first time since yall ended things... wyd

on the night of the event, SUMI is...

attending the shit outta that charity gala she's slashin her aunt's life savings by a QUARTER !!! sumi will b dressed 2 the nines bc one thing she will do is turn up !! imagine u have an art piece put up n sumi bids on it!! then comes 2 u n tells u what a good job u did n how pretty it is

alternatively if she hates it n laughs @ it w her friends n ur in earshot... wyd do u fight her sumi loves 2 gossip but one thing she won't do is throw hands she's a wimp like that

sumi will def be hitting the gala w her red hall girlies so!!! red hall girlies wya!!!

this is meant 2 b a classy event n uh oh sumi's alr kinda drunk... she's laughin a lil too loudly n gettin drinks spilled everywhere r u gna try 2 tell her 2 take it easy!! ( note: it will not work she will at some point in the night dash of, see plot below )

as much as sumi loves t4d she also loves blue hall parties so once 10.30pm comes around ya gorl is dashin!! she'll turn up 11.01pm beggin the bouncer 2 let her in... what if ur the bouncer!! girl who CLEARLY is from the gala tryna have her cake ( attend the charity gala ) n eat it too ( attend the blue hall party ) will u let her in...

IF she gets in she's j gna b partyin the night away!! j generic party plots wud b fun 2 explore hehe i.e. gettin drunk n havin smth messy happenin aka someone's passed out on the toilet n that's the only one that's usable n u n sumi rly need to pee... u gna drag them out or what

#nm:intro #—— gemma shut up! #ok tumblr stopped letting me send welc messages n im scared so....... welcome everyone who didnt get a message im so sry.... #pls dont shadowban me tumblr im a real person

[arrowheadedbitch]

you say you want to interact with ppl and ur followers so idk i guess i'll give this a shot. i'm trying to reach out to people on this website more so this might be a good opportunity!

anyway, hi, you probably don't know me, but this is the main blog for @thealexanderfiles! i just wanted to thank you bc you are one (if not the biggest) reason i started getting into the DC fandom, and there hasn't been a day that at least one of your posts made me smile, so yeah idk you and your blog are awesome.

anyway, feel free to drop your favourite headcanons for DC or tell me about AUs that are stuck in your head anytime. I love your fanfics and i almost had a heart attack when you replied to my comment on your Hazbin Hotel fic (OH! yeah! if you wanna, explain Hazbin Hotel to me when you get bored, ive seen Helluva Boss and loved it and i think its done by the same team?) and ive actually had your Meta Tim fic be recommended to me.

anyway, really big fan, sorry for the messy ask. Bye!

oh. i though i should inform you i read your ask button "jump into the quiver" as the "somebody come get her" in "she's dancing like a stripper" and let me tell you laughing hysterically and mumbling "jump into the quiverrrrr, she's dancing like a stripperrr" over and over was great im giggling as i write this.

Thank you so much! Your profile picture looks familiar so I know I've seen you around

I'm glad I got you into DC and I'm really happy to hear how much you enjoy my posts

I post about the AUs stuck in my head pretty frequently, but it's mostly just my own aus lol. I've been thinking about my mafia!tim au a little more recently, I've even started the first chapter, but shhh that's a secret 😉🤫

And yeah, Hazbin and helluva boss are done by the same team, in fact Helluva boss is a spin off of Hazbin! It spun from the original pilot which is a pretty rare thing to happen. The wonders of posting on YouTube ig.

And the Jump into the Quiver thing made me do a little giggle lol, I'm definitely not gonna be able to get that out of my head lol

And just so you know, this ask really made me smile :)

[mistress-of-vos]

Timber / timsteph? (I personally hate them, with good reason, of course! but I'd like to know ur opinion on them.)

I'm gonna do these two together! But this time I won't tag the ships as I don't want 🐜 interacting plus I don't really think it would be nice to put my hate on their tag lmao 🤣

TimBer:

Hate it. Loathe it. Rather than not ship it I'd say I want to destroy it.

1. Why don't you ship it?

It's terribly written. It's an ooc Tim with a self insert of the author and not even the most bland straight ship writing of DC is at this level of awful. It has done nothing but make Tim a terrible character and ruin him; currently Tim is a no one at DC and I blame this ship 100%. Amazing that what Slade's comics did so easily with Jericho was something impossible for Batman editorial.

2. What would have made you like it?

It would have to be written by another author. Someone who understood Tim completely, someone who wasn't afraid of real queer experience, someone who wasn't sexist as hell, and someone who didn't destroy years of a character's legacy.

B would have to be the old, original version. And his messiness should be kept, because that's literally the only interesting thing he had going on.

3. Do you have anything positive to say about it?

Sadly no. B current character sucks, which is a shame because his old version was kinda funny and definetely had the vibes of "mean, rude boyfriend". This B is nothing but a self insert and is closer to a woman than to an actual queer man, which also sucks. Tim has been made something he isn't, and it's horrible.

The fandom is disgusting. It's full of sexism, racism, and most people have zero media literacy which means they spend their time harassing people who create content for other Tim ships.

I really hope DC buries this ship down on the grave.

TimSteph:

Huh, 50/50?

1. This is a complex ship for me. I think my problem is that I was very satisfied with their situation at the end of New Earth: I see them dating, caring for each other deeply, and eventually going their own ways but still being friends. Not even as bitter exes, no, I genuinely enjoyed Tim & Steph still trusting the other and being friends. I do enjoy them as two teenagers who feel attraction to the other and try it out. Now, this is usual verse. As you know, I play with Tim's gender quite often, and when I write Timothea/Thea, I really enjoy TimSteph more and feel like it's a sad but real romance.

Perhaps my feelings are too complicated for a single post. I see Tim as a queer person who loves strongly and not always in conventional ways. I think he loves Steph and Tam and Pru in different yet similar ways, and with the first two there was an attraction. It's just that it wasn't meant to be. That being said, I would really prefer Tim to be dating Steph or Tam in current canon (as long as it didn't do the girls any disservice) rather than his current love interest, but if it were up to me, Tim wouldn't have a canon love interest and Steph and Tim would be friends (not to be confused with family).

Plus I think a deep part of me was really confident Steph was gonna come out as bi or lesbian before Tim did because her story resonates a lot with wlw people who stay in the closet for different reasons (such as her past pregnancy) so... 😅

Idk! I don't want them to get married or anything like that but I think them dating is and can always be part of their story and something they look at with a smile. No need to ruin their friendship or push any of them as "evil".

2. If Tim were Timothea in canon I would be definitely obsessed with TimSteph. Something something make them the DC version of the manga NANA and have them reject heteronormativity.

3. Steph is a character unfairly hated most of the time and I think it goes hand on hand with people's own sexism and DC's awful writing for her. It makes me mad that we have so few moments where Steph actually shines and is allowed to be a more complex character. This is why I say I really would prefer if she and Tim had been allowed to stay single and as friends, because both of them deserve better than current DC.

#my writing #my opinion #ask game #ship ask game #proship

[batmanego]

fr batjokes is one of the worrrst mainstream dc ships and the fact its so so popular is agonizing. heavily blaming lego batman for this. also it sucks ass bc a lot of their shippers use women either as just a tool to prop the ship up with or just completely discard them in favor of ooc toxic men moments 😐 its so infuriating 😭 i love messy relationships in media and picking them apart but my god batjokes is such a flop theres 0 chemistry imo. ur takes are absolutely correct

ITS SOOOO AGONIZING and its literally like. ok the messiness of the batjokes ship is achieved ten million times over with brutalia's yearly divorce arc. AND they have a kid together. and even if youre really that dead set on hating women or youre like me (gay) and you NEED for your HEALTH batman to kiss a man HARVEY DENT IS RIGHT THERE.... BEING MUCH MORE COMPELLING AND INTERESTING.... but we're not gonna talk about how batjokes fans will discard harvey because hes not white and he's mentally ill in a way that isnt just Ambiguous Disorder

[meteortrails]

Idk what run ur at yet but stephanie brown thoughts 👀

I’m still working my way through knight fall, but ohhhhh the things I could say about Stephanie brown. I think her Robin run is easily the one I’m most excited for; I’ve read little bits and pieces of it, and with like every single thing I read I just get more obsessed with her. I love that she’s kind of an asshole and that literally never changes, and that she easily has some of the best costumes out of any of the gotham heroes over her various titles. she kinda reminds me of dick in his early years in a weird way??? just like the peppiness they both have that does not negate the deep seated anger within them. I think she as a character is just a fountain of potential that dc often fails to utilize and often actively sabotages. every single moment of her on the page is a delight. she gets to be such a teenage girl sometimes, with all the messiness and insanity that implies, and I love it. I love everything about her. this is such a disjointed nonsense answer but it’s exam season I’m allowed to talk nonsense; I will also probably reblog this after I’ve fully read some of her appearances with an entire essay LMAO. stubborn terrible teenage girls with insane daddy issues and a sense of righteous anger make me rabid, so it’s gonna be FUN.

#also I think her relationship with cass is. it’s so important it means so much to me #Batman #asks

[comas-are-for-sleeping]

i'm like bouncing back and forth reading ur answers lmao apologies for messiness but young justice is SO hype!!!!! there's a reason my brother (i have gotten so much of my taste from my brother this is why i am never lacking for real life meta) loved it for so long and still does and has always been trying to get me to watch it but idk how or where and haven't had the energy to watch a long series in months 😔😔

OMGGG YES. tbh. i am feeling the exact opposite lol??? need a long series to last me a while so i dont go into a period where i am hunting for a new thing. all these damn netflix series w one season.

i am watching it on hbo max!! which is also where like literally all dc stuff is. COMMUNIST SUPERMAN EXISTS AND IT IS LOWKEY THE MOST AMAZING THING

#*shakes your shoulders* superman from the soviet union is one of the most entertaining experiences of my life #no! it is not grea quality but i do not care! #ask #soryasongsaa #pen and ink

[queennvirgo]

i think i’m getting better at owning my evil eye in some aspects 🧿

genuinely wishing healing and growth to the people that hurt me in the past. the hater there is fading as i invest more in myself i just dc

the jealously in my present however still go CRAZY, at least i can name it as that tho without my brain short circuiting into cognitive dissonance 🥲 i allow myself to feel it bc it’s a valid as any other feeling but do what i can to not project it.

the part that still makes me a bit hot is that i put all this extensive effort into not taking this out on the source and showing her kindness and i simply don’t receive it back. so yeah getting better but not feeling great ❤️‍🩹 let’s get into it:

this girl in particular infuriates me for a multitude of reasons. in fact her presence actually contributed to my breakup, i felt she snaked her way into this circle, took my job, and was being treated far better than i ever was in essentially the same position by my ex and said circle. this created a lot of extra tension in an already sinking relationship and i couldn’t do it, the whole situation just added insult to injury. it’s a bit messy when ur love life, social life, and job are so enmeshed. and i feel like it’s not even a learning curve for them at least not fully it was me being compromising and taken advantage of. some things that rubbed me wrong are her character yes but others make me feel like it’s just my own anger and projection of insecurities. this is something i’ve been aware of and worked on for awhile but the creative field just breeds competition, even if i don’t want it that doesn’t means other ppl aren’t constantly pitting me against fellow creatives so i have to be wary regardless and that paranoid seeps into me, man. i tell myself that she’s just a person and i could have easily done the same stuff she does when i was in a different head space, even just a couple years ago. admittedly i almost did on a few occasions. i made selfish choices bc of my own lack of self worth before and learned that at a younger age - it makes me resentful to see ppl still act carelessly and selfishly at big ages and nobody bats an eye. it feels like she’s rewarded in the exact spot i was disempowered. it’s uncomfortable at best, mostly triggering. i know a part of me wants what she has. i know i resent the treatment i perceive from the outside that she is given by her bf bc it so closely mirrors my life except my ex bf was withholding and unwilling and honestly downright stingy both in love and the work circle. while i don’t envy or agree with her relationship, how it began, or any of that it does make me resentful to see someone given the treatment i knew i deserved and fought for and was basically gaslit over. esp by someone who is the like the twin of my ex, essentially the same person, same exact job, same exact context. it’s just the slap in the face to see that yeah someone can do these things for u and not make u feel crazy for wanting them, he just wouldn’t. it’s not even alot to ask and i went thru hell in silence over it. none of these other parties are aware of my feelings, i don’t know that they’d care but it’s also not even productive to share. it’s just weighing heavy on me since July. i’ve only expressed and talked these feelings over with the ex recently (we still work together sometimes) and even he said that’s a valid way to feel. i deserve more and we both seem to know it. though acknowledging it doesn’t change much even now. i truly really was and still am asking for the bare minimum and it’s “hard to see someone living your dream” 🤪 which is dramatic and not at all the proper way to sum it up but it’ll have to do.

#vent/rant

[baekhvuns]

Glad you didn't get eaten during your presentation 😭

But I do have to say that made me giggle CLOWN TW - Art the clown do be funny sometimes. To think that some people simp for him though, same with Pennywise... questionable to say the least

Speaking of tours: AND FUCK LA!!! Good for the boys for playing stadiums, but encore already? No European dates for this tour?! My hopes of witnessing my fave songs live are getting crushed, same with Ateez they're gonna have 5 new comebacks until they come here...

There's a restaurant called Boca I went to, they should have Boca as their theme tune for sure. True true it's my fave title from DC!

Actually I do think Ravn is sus, and the agency didn't deny everything. Also the way members talked about him, they wanna be treated as 5 from now on and Seoho said he "will continue to be an idol without scandals" 👀 the shade and this whole speech. Not saying he's 100% guilty, but yeah doesn't look good for him 😬 and the fact CyA from Onewe deleted all their songs together the second the allegations came out 🤐

I know some fansites literally have no lives because wtf???

Depends on the music show really, because of my height I couldn't be close to the stage at Inkigayo lol. I think they did one or two takes that's it. It was pre-covid so the rules were a bit different. Sometimes waking up early/staying up late wasn't fun, but the whole experience was better than I expected, the staff was usually very nice! I went to pre-recordings only

I know it says Paris because of LV, but I could've pretended to be in Paris, damn 😅 maybe I would meet model Hwa and whoop his ass

Kpop festivals are so messy and for what?! Like why can't you just organise things properly 😭

I also missed HJ's birthday live because it was at 5am... aaaaand I miss rolling papers

Slides 1, 2, 3, 9, 10 SLUTTY WHORE ACTIVITY ☠☠☠☠☠

MORE BAKER HWA!!! and San is really us, huh

This made me cackle

Omfg that actor x lawyer WIP?! and "two twins, one evil but the evil looking is nice" STOPPPPPPP

Damn your cousin is living your life 💔 did they see them closely?

Another quiz setting us up?! Guess I can share...

That Bodyguard was doing his job so right, wow. And yes I DO love my bodyguard man a lot :V who would have guessed...

Everyone's talking about that e-book website closing, I feel sorry for you all, though I never used it 😭

Oh wow is that concert legit? I 100% won't go, but keusidhshshshshs

Bestie why another lowkey sad quiz, I got - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Glad you didn't get eaten during your presentation 😭

LMFAOOOO BRAMCJCKC I WOULD USE THE IMMIGRANT CARD IF THEY TRIED 🔫🔫

But I do have to say that made me giggle CLOWN TW - Art the clown do be funny sometimes. To think that some people simp for him though, same with Pennywise... questionable to say the least

CLOWN TW FBWKFJWK STOP iM SORRY PPP ARE SIMPING FOR CLOWNS??? what have we because, like imagine if dinosaurs suddenly existed we’d all just “hey i did nOT CONSENT TO THIS! I ACTUALLY IDENTITY AS A ROCK SO U CANT EAT ME”

Speaking of tours: AND FUCK LA!!! Good for the boys for playing stadiums, but encore already? No European dates for this tour?! My hopes of witnessing my fave songs live are getting crushed, same with Ateez they're gonna have 5 new comebacks until they come here...

JFBWKDHCJC LA GETS EVERY MF THING 😭😭😭 LMFAOOOO BESTIE UR GONMA GET TO ENJOY A WHOLE DIFFERENT DISCOGRAPHY 😭😭😭 rip the cyberpunk one

There's a restaurant called Boca I went to, they should have Boca as their theme tune for sure. True true it's my fave title from DC!

A MISSED OPPORTUNITY, BOCA and scream >>> but like their solo songs too 😮‍💨🤚🏼

Actually I do think Ravn is sus, and the agency didn't deny everything. Also the way members talked about him, they wanna be treated as 5 from now on and Seoho said he "will continue to be an idol without scandals" 👀 the shade and this whole speech. Not saying he's 100% guilty, but yeah doesn't look good for him 😬 and the fact CyA from Onewe deleted all their songs together the second the allegations came out 🤐

oh 👁 this is 👁 a new 👁 info 👁 oh wow thats so much more complicated than it already was hUh

I know some fansites literally have no lives because wtf???

nO SRS WHY ARE U NOT EMBARRASSED waiting for the day one of the members pulls a changmin and destroys the fansite

Depends on the music show really, because of my height I couldn't be close to the stage at Inkigayo lol. I think they did one or two takes that's it. It was pre-covid so the rules were a bit different. Sometimes waking up early/staying up late wasn't fun, but the whole experience was better than I expected, the staff was usually very nice! I went to pre-recordings only

oHHHH i wondered if they did more than two bc of like small mistakes and all, have u seen any small mistakes happen that they handle quickly? like that one case where the stage was like on fire or something,, AHHH THE EXPERIENCE MUSTVE BEEN AMAZING did u try the inkigayo sandwiches or those food trucks idols create 😭😭

I know it says Paris because of LV, but I could've pretended to be in Paris, damn 😅 maybe I would meet model Hwa and whoop his ass

U HAD THE CHANCE I WAS FULL ON ASSUMING UR A PARISIAN GIRLIE MY FRENCH WAS FRENCHING IM TELLING U oh maybe he’d meet u and whoop it differently <3 etl <3

Kpop festivals are so messy and for what?! Like why can't you just organise things properly 😭

NO REALLY WE KNOW ITS HARD BUT NOT THAT HARD 😭😭😭

I also missed HJ's birthday live because it was at 5am... aaaaand I miss rolling papers /// Slides 1, 2, 3, 9, 10 SLUTTY WHORE ACTIVITY ☠☠☠☠☠

tbh i don’t even watch lives if psh isn’t in it bc id end up seeing clips on twt later <33 RBWKHLNFLQDJQK WHEN DID THIS CONCERT TURN INTO A STRIP CLUB KAYQ WHATSGOINON ARE WE TIGHT ON MONEY

MORE BAKER HWA!!! and San is really us, huh

san representing shinestars <3 cannot he happier, expose this whore of a man I CANT TAKE HIM ANYMORE ONE MINUTE HES A BAKER AND THE OTHER HES DOING THIS

This made me cackle

….the way i CANT ACCESS IT 😭😭😭

Omfg that actor x lawyer WIP?! and "two twins, one evil but the evil looking is nice" STOPPPPPPP

YES BESTIE IM DRAFTING THAT UP,, IM NOT GOMMA STOP BC THE MC GETS TO BE WITH THE NICE GUY WHOS ACTUALLY EVIL AND THE EVIL (NICE) ONE TRIES TO WARN NDJDDJ 🤌🏼🤌🏼

Damn your cousin is living your life 💔 did they see them closely?

she did!! close enough that she could not take pictures she heard them both and said they smelled really nice and expensive <3

Another quiz setting us up?! Guess I can share... /// That Bodyguard was doing his job so right, wow. And yes I DO love my bodyguard man a lot :V who would have guessed...

LMFAOOOO WHATS WITH THAT … 🔫🤚🏼🔫 HE REALLY WAS THERES A WHOLE COMPILATION OF IT

oH SO U LIKE THEM HARD ON THE OUTSIDE SOFT ON THE INSIDE MEN 👁👁👄👁👁

Everyone's talking about that e-book website closing, I feel sorry for you all, though I never used it 😭

ITS THE BOOKTOK GIRLS THE COLEEN HOVER FANS if is terrible fhwkdjwk 🔫

Oh wow is that concert legit? I 100% won't go, but keusidhshshshshs

whERE DID I GO WRONG TO HEAR THIS 🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫 apparently it is,, apparently it is not but with the stuff happening with concerts in jakarta w/ nct and sehun its rly a 📉📈📉

Bestie why another lowkey sad quiz, I got - DV 💖

ayo anon…ARE U OKAY FBSJFHE

I AM DONE

daily wonderland hwa

WHAT

the american air

yeah but u know who he’d reply to in a second? park seonghwa

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[audreycritter]

y'all i know it can sting a little when a series like the new webtoons one feels like it's taking fan content without credit. but listen. we had these ideas together, as a community. we developed them in community because it's the content we wanted to see. and now we're getting it!

we all have to pick and choose our battles and right now i'm telling you, if any of y'all start complaining loudly and publicly and give DC even the slightest hint that this is going to be too controversial or messy for them, i will beat ur sweet little asses. do not ruin this for us. i say this with love. i want this to take off, i want them to see they have more subscribers to this series than any of their titles sells on a regular basis, and i want like five more series like it. i want cases where people get along, i want the sitcom moments, i want the mysteries that are fun.

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A Memory Locked In The Heart - Spencer Reid x fem! Reader

A/N - Requested by the lovely @overduelibrarybooks I hope this was the kind of thing you were looking for!

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Request: "could u ever write a spencer reid x reader where reader def works for the cia but more as a translator who’s kinda forced into doing agenty things in order to gather intel and on a mandated break she finds out the UNSUB before the team does so she uses herself as bait, and shoots the guy all very badass fashion n then gets interrogated bc ms girl just shot him coldblood and halfway thru she recognizes spencer bc her mother and his mom lived in the same care facility??? idk sorry my mom has paranoid too so it just hits different but u don’t have to write this if u don’t want to i love ur writing <3"

CW: disclaimer: I know next to nothing about the CIA and what they investigate so please go easy on me here. This is all made up so hopefully it makes some kind of sense. Mentions of violence and sex work, schizophrenia, Alzheimer’s, some swears. Mentions of drug use and overdose. Spanish used towards the end is from Google Translate so I apologise if it isn’t completely accurate. Italics indicate flashbacks.

Plot: Eighteen years ago you met a boy named Spencer Reid whilst visiting your mother at Bennington Sanitorium. This time you are meeting under entirely different circumstances; across the table of an interrogation room.

WC: 5.3K

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How did I end up here?

That was a question you kept asking yourself as you rolled into your third hour of sitting in that cold, dimly lit interrogation room at the FBI headquarters in Quantico, Virginia.

Well you supposed you’d have to go back to the beginning to truly work that out.

The CIA and FBI joint task force for a country wide sex trafficking ring they believed to be operating out of DC.

When your team at the CIA had started investigating it was estimated that the ring had close to a hundred women who had been abducted and forced into the sex industry.

A lot of women were believed to have been taken trying to cross the border. Your job as a translator had involved spending a lot of time in Mexico, helping interview witnesses and family members who didn’t speak English.

The FBI involvement had come when women believed to have been part of the trafficking ring started turning up dead.

At last count they were up to twenty bodies. The Behavioural Analyst Unit had given their profile of the man they believed to be running the show.

White male in his mid to late forties. Bilingual. Possibly born in Mexico or an area surrounding the border but grew up in DC, they assumed based on his knowledge of the area. He’s attractive, charming and has a good level of education, he’d need to be able to charm the women into trusting him. He doesn’t have a full time job because he wouldn’t have time for one. All his time and focus goes on his girls. He was tech savvy, incredibly so, he’d have to be, to be able to set up the network on the dark web which enabled his customers to pay for his services.

It hadn’t been going well. Bodies kept dropping and the task force was no closer to catching the person responsible.

This went on for six months. Everyone was exhausted. You kept hitting brick wall after brick wall. It was demoralising.

Your boss had called for mandated time off. You’d all argued but she had been absolutely adamant. You’d all been working yourselves to the bone and she didn’t want you burnt out entirely.

You’d argued but your words had fallen on deaf ears.

“Can I get you a glass of water or something?”

The voice startled you out of your thoughts. You looked up to see the lanky, messy haired agent who called himself Doctor Reid, sticking his head through the door.

“Is coffee an option?”

He smiled brightly at you, a smile you swear you’ve seen before.

“Coffee is always an option.” He told you. “How do you take it?”

“Strong and black. Please.”

“I’ll be right back.”

With that the door closed leaving you to your thoughts once more.

There was something so familiar about the Doctor. His dark yet sparkling eyes, his awkward smile and the way he dressed. You couldn’t place it. But there was definitely something about him that stirred some memory buried deep in your brain. You just weren’t sure what it was.

He returned a few minutes later, bringing your coffee into the room and placing it on the table in front of you.

“Hopefully you won’t be stuck here too much longer. It’s just standard procedure.” he spoke sweetly, his voice stirring the hidden memory.

“Yeah I know. I get it.” you sighed as you spoke, wrapping your hands around the coffee. “Thank you for this.”

“You’re welcome.” he smiled before he started backing out of the room. You wished you could ask him to stay because you felt so much more at ease with him around. But you knew you couldn’t.

He turned to you in the doorway.

“You look cold in that.” He smiled a little sadly at you.

You’d forgotten about your outfit choice. No self respecting CIA agent dressed like you were right now.

“I guess I am a little.” You shrugged.

Spencer instantly shrugged his blazer off of his shoulders and laid it in front of you on the table.

“Thank you Doctor Reid.” you spoke again before he disappeared out the door.

“Goodbye Agent Y/L/N.”

The door closed, his voice reverberating in your ears, dragging you into a long forgotten memory.

As you slipped his jacket on, your eyes fluttered closed, his scent wafting up your nose.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Spencer. Spencer Reid.”

“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N.”

Your eyes shot back open, a frown on your face.

“Spencer?” you muttered under your breath. “Spencer Reid.”

Where had you pulled that name from? And why did it feel oddly connected to Vegas?

You tried to push the thought away, you already had enough on your mind. There were much more pressing things to deal with than a vague memory from your hometown an undetermined amount of time ago.

***

You’d been instructed to switch off. Your time off should be used to recoup, relax and not to think about the case.

Easier said than done you thought.

Before you’d left the office on your mandated leave you’d taken photocopies of some files and slipped them into your bag. You knew you’d be in trouble if you were caught but you couldn’t help yourself. You wouldn’t be able to relax with this case still open.

As far as you were aware the BAU was still working on it but it provided you little comfort. In your time with the CIA you’d never gotten to be involved so heavily in a case. Your skills were mostly utilised in interview capacities and then you were sidelined.

You’d never had the privilege to work on a joint task force or investigate a crime so brutal.

You felt personally invested in this case. You thought if you could just find that one missing puzzle piece you could crack this case wide open.

And then you’d found it. The golden ticket. The smoking gun. The missing piece.

It had taken five days of your leave and copious amounts of coffee but you’d connected the dots no one else had.

You knew how to draw the unsub out. And you were going to do it tonight.

***

“Let’s start again from the beginning shall we?” Agent Rossi linked his fingers together on top of the table as he looked across at you, still slowly sipping your coffee.

“Oh goody.” You sighed. “Could Agent Jareau not fill you in what I’ve already told her?”

“Humour me.” The old man shrugged.

You didn’t have any ill will against him. Far from it. You were actually a big fan of David Rossi. But you were sick and tired of being treated like a criminal.

“Tell me how you managed to work out how to find him.”

You took another long sip of the coffee.

“All the pieces were there, they just hadn’t been put into place.”

“And how did you piece them together?”

“There was a pattern to where the women had been last seen. It was a guess more than anything. A lucky guess.”

“And the pattern was?”

You sighed in frustration.

“As I told agent Jareau,” you sipped your coffee. “The bars they were last seen in all had ties to Mexico. I’m not a native to DC but I know the area like the back of my hand. They were all either Mexican owned, had a Mexican name or were previously establishments such as Mexican restaurants. I made an educated guess that he frequented places such as these looking for his targets. I just got lucky I picked the right one.”

***

You felt incredibly exposed, but you supposed that was the point.

If you were going to get this guy's attention, you had to do this right.

It was a long shot. Just because Western’s bar was known for its famous tacos did not mean it would be the place he chose to pick up girls.

You just had to hope.

You wore a skimpy skirt that barely covered your ass, knee high boots and a crop top that accentuated your assets.

Your firearm was hidden in your left boot.

Your outfit garnered a lot of looks as you headed through Westerns towards the bar.

You felt men’s eyes on you from every angle, making you feel extremely self conscious. But you needed to keep your cool, exude confidence.

If your guy was here he needed to see you shine.

You ordered a soda to keep your head clear and sat at a table over the far side of the bar. From there you had a good view of the entrance and most of the room. And more importantly, the room had a view of you.

Three hours you sat there nursing your soda. It was a huge stab in the dark, you weren’t really surprised.

You finished your drink and headed out onto the cool DC street.

You made it five steps before you felt a presence behind you.

Just as you were about to turn, something covered your mouth.

You struggled against a pair of strong arms.

A smell wafted up your nose seconds before you lost consciousness.

Chloroform.

***

“Why didn’t you tell your unit chief before you went in?”

“Because I thought it was a long shot.” And because she would have been furious I was working the case.

“So you chose to use yourself as bait?”

“Yes.” You shrugged nonchalantly.

“Do you know how dangerous that could have been?” Rossi raised an eyebrow at you.

You had to refrain from rolling your eyes.

“Yes agent Rossi, I’m well aware. But I had a lead and I wasn’t going to ignore it.” You pulled Doctor Reid’s jacket tighter around your scantily clad body.

You caught his scent again. Coffee. Old books. A hint of peppermint.

Another long shut off memory wormed it’s way to the surface.

“So are you here visiting someone?”

“Yeah.” You smiled sadly. “My mom.”

“Oh.” He returned your sad smile. “Me too.”

“Agent Y/L/N?”

You were brought back by Rossi’s concerned voice.

“Hmm?”

“I said, what happened next? You were chloroformed and then what?”

You shook your head, your mind clouded.

“Can we take a break? I could really use some air.”

Rossi sighed with a small nod.

He stood from his chair and motioned you to follow him.

You got some odd looks from his fellow agents as he led you to the elevators. They all recognised what you were wearing as Spencer’s jacket.

You followed Rossi into the elevator and he pressed the button for the ground floor.

“Agent Rossi, can I ask you a strange question?” You asked as the doors closed.

He gave you a curious look.

“I suppose.”

“Doctor Reid. As in Spencer Reid?”

“The one and only.” Rossi frowned unsure what you were getting at.

“Where is he from?”

Rossi’s frown deepened, not sure he should tell you such things about his team. But you were an agent and you didn’t pose a threat to the team.

“Vegas I believe.”

Vegas. Of course.

“Ok.”

“Why do you want to know?”

“I don’t know.” You chewed your lip. “I think I might have known him.”

“Oh?”

You wished you hadn’t opened your mouth. This was not the time or place.

“I’m probably wrong. Just forget I said anything.”

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. As you stepped out you pulled Spencer’s collar to your nose and sniffed it.

No you weren’t wrong.

***

Las Vegas, Nevada - 1999

“Hi again.” You smiled at the lanky man, Spencer you’d met a few days ago. “How’s your mom?”

“Still angry at me.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and stubbed the toe of his shoe on the floor.

“She came in recently?”

“Yeah a few months ago. I turned eighteen and I was able to have her put into care.” He blanched, clearly feeling guilty for his decision.

“Do you want to grab a coffee?”

“Uhm sure.” He shrugged.

He followed you through to the day room. It was late and there were only a few patients inside and a few nurses milling around.

You got two cups of coffee from the machine and the two of you sat at a table together.

“Do you mind me asking what’s wrong with your mom?” You dared as you slid him the drink.

He sighed heavily, gnawing on his bottom lip as though his life depended on it.

“She’s a paranoid schizophrenic.” He spoke clinically, words he’d had to say too many times in his life. It was as though he’d distanced himself from it. Like he was giving a patient a diagnosis rather than talking about his own mother.

“Mine too.” You gave him a wry smile. You had something in common, just not something you would like to have in common.

“How long has your mom been here?”

“Three years. She got really bad and my dad couldn’t take care of her anymore. She’s been doing much better since she moved in here.”

“That’s good.” Spencer nodded. “I hope my mom realises I did this for her. For her well being. At the moment she’s just so...angry.”

You reached across the table and placed your hand on top of his. He seemed a little startled by the physical touch but you didn’t move your hand.

“This is the best place for her. I assume from what you said earlier your dad isn’t in the picture?”

He used his free hand to sip his coffee with a sad shake of his head.

“He left when I was ten. He couldn’t handle mom's illness.”

You gave his hand a small squeeze.

“I can’t imagine what it was like for you to have to look after her by yourself. It was hard enough with my dad there. Really makes you grow up fast.”

“It really does.” He agreed. “I’m not sure I ever got to be a kid.”

“I know that feeling.”

After that you spent hours chatting about anything and everything until way into the night. It wasn’t until a nurse came and asked you politely to leave that you realised how late it was.

“I’ll probably see you around?” You spoke as you stepped outside together.

“Maybe. In a few weeks I’m heading out of state. I’m working on a PhD.” He didn’t want to tell you it was actually his second PhD.

“Oh. Ok.” You tried to hide the disappointment from your voice.

Despite the circumstances you’d enjoyed talking to someone like minded, someone who understood. You didn’t have anyone else your own age you could talk to about this kind of thing.

“Maybe we could exchange numbers?” You blushed a little.

“I don’t have a cellphone.” He shrugged.

“Oh.”

“It’s not an excuse.” He sensed you didn’t believe him. “I’m not so into technology. I don’t even have email.”

Normally you would have thought it was just a bad excuse to get out of seeing you again but the look on Spencer’s face told you he was being genuine.

“Ok.” You gave him a shy smile. “Well maybe I’ll see you again before you leave.”

“I hope so.” His eyes sparkled as he looked at you on the dark street.

There was an air between you, some kind of thick tension but you didn’t know what it meant.

“If I don’t see you again,” you spoke trying to ignore whatever it was. “It was really good to meet you and I hope your mom gets used to the facility.”

“You too.” He smiled so genuinely at you, it made your heart skip a beat.

And then you went your separate ways.

***

“Ok, so what happened next?” Rossi wasted no time once you were back in the interrogation room.

“Well I blacked out after I was chloroformed so excuse me if I don’t remember.” You gave him a sarcastic smile.

“What’s the next thing you do remember?” He reworded his question.

“I woke up in a large basement. It was gritty and dingy. And there were other women there too.”

“How many?”

“At least twenty.” You sighed letting your mind travel back to the basement you never wanted to go back to. Not even in your mind.

***

You woke with a start, your head pounding. You gasped for air as though you’d been drowning.

You blinked your eyes trying to adjust to the dark room you found yourself in.

It was cold and damp and you could hear a pipe dripping in the distance.

You tried to roll over but your arm wouldn’t budge. You were met by a loud clanking sound when you tried.

You tugged your arm, hearing the same sound and being met with a sharp pain in your wrist.

“Good luck.” A woman’s voice scoffed. “They don’t come loose.”

You blinked a few more times, looking over to your left arm. There was a heavy metal cuff right around your wrist that was attached to a metal bed frame.

That’s when you realised you were laying on a small cot on top of a ratty, itchy blanket. You were still dressed, thank god.

You suddenly remembered your firearm concealed in your boot. You patted your left calf and sure enough you felt the hard weapon still inside.

That was something at least.

Oversight on their part.

You remembered the voice you’d heard before and turned as much as you could with your arm cuffed to take in the rest of the room.

There were at least forty other cots close together lining the walls, with at least half of them containing the body of other women.

The voice you’d heard belonged to a woman in the cot next to you. She gave you a smile but it didn’t reach her eyes.

Her eyes were broken.

“Hi,” you croaked. “I’m Y/N.”

“Delilah.” Her accent was Spanish. You were sure Delilah wasn’t her real name either.

“How long have you been here?”

She sighed, playing with a strand of curly black hair.

“What month is it?”

“September.”

“Oh.” She frowned. “Not that long then. I’ve been here since July.” She looked confused as though that couldn’t be long enough.

“Delilah?” You narrowed your eyes on her. “What year do you think it is?”

“2018…” she saw your face drop and knew instantly it was no longer 2018.

“Oh gosh.” You felt for her, tears welling in your eyes. “It’s 2020.”

“Oh.” Her face fell. “Wow.”

“It’s ok.” You lowered your voice. “I’m CIA. I’m going to get us out of here. I promise I’ll keep you safe.”

***

“Delilah.” Rossi opened the file in front of him. “Was that Roberta Suez?”

He pulled out a photograph and slid it across the table. You averted your gaze.

“Yes and please I don’t need to see it, I was there.”

“How did she end up in hospital fighting for her life?”

“You know how.” You huffed. “Look I’m starting to get fed up with this now.” You folded your arms. “Carlos Ramirez was a sick son of a bitch. If I hadn’t done what I did he would have killed all those women. I don’t regret what I did.”

“How did she end up in hospital?” He repeated.

“Good lord.” You grumbled. “I’ll talk but I don’t want to talk to you.”

Rossi narrowed his eyes on you.

“No? But I’m so compassionate.” He spoke sarcastically.

“I won’t say another word unless it’s to Reid.” You looked up to the two way mirror. You didn’t know why but you had a feeling he was there.

Sure enough it was barely twenty seconds before the door opened and Doctor Reid himself stepped in the room.

“I got this Rossi.” Spencer told the older man who stood up with a shrug.

Rossi left the room while Spencer took the seat he’d been occupying.

Did he remember you? It had been close to twenty years since you’d last seen each other. Had it not been for the olfactory memory that struck you when you put on his jacket you might never have remembered him.

But you knew the rest of his team was behind the two way glass, or at least some of them were so it didn’t seem an appropriate time to ask such things.

“So agent Y/L/N,” he smiled softly at you. “Can you please tell me how Delilah ended up in hospital?”

“You already know the answer to that Doctor but since you asked so nicely,” you leant your elbows on the table, entwined your fingers and rested your chin the little bridge you’d created. “She had a drug overdose. But you and I both know it wasn’t her who administered the drugs.”

“And who did?”

“I did.”

Your words hung in the air between you and Spencer. He knew the answer, the whole team did. You’d already told Agent Jareau everything.

This was a huge waste of time.

“I administered the drugs because he told me if I didn’t he would kill me. I needed to stay alive so I could save those women.”

“Who said he would kill you?”

“I don’t know his name.”

“It wasn’t Ramirez?”

“No.” You shook your head. “If it was Ramirez I would have shot him. But it must have been one of his right hand men.”

“How would you know that? You’d never met Ramirez correct?” Spencer had a soft tone to his voice which made his line of questioning easier than Agent Jareau’s.

“I’m not a profiler but I’ve been to enough seminars over the years. He didn’t fit the bill. He was young, scatty, he didn’t strike as much fear into the other women as I thought the boss would. I made an educated guess and I was right. If I’d shot at him I would have blown my chance at getting Ramirez.”

***

“Shit shit shit!” You pulled yourself as close to Delilah’s cot as possible with your restraint. “Delilah, keep breathing, try to breath. Fuck I am sorry.”

Tears rolled down your cheeks, the empty needle you’d been made to inject in her vein between your cots on the floor.

He’d held a gun to your head and said he would shoot you if you didn’t do it. You didn’t think he was bluffing.

“It happens a lot.” A woman opposite spoke up. “You’ll soon find out. If she wakes up she’ll have the pleasure of returning the favour.” She gave you an almost manic grin.

If she wakes up. It was the if you were having the issue with.

“Who’s in charge around here?”

She shrugged.

“Don’t know his name. Big guy. Tattoos. Mustache. You can’t miss him.”

“Does he come down here often?”

Again she shrugged.

“Being down here you have a way of losing track of time.” She clicked her tongue. “But he’ll be here for you later. He has to test his new girls.”

Your blood ran cold.

“Test?” You swallowed, pretty sure you knew what she meant.

“He can’t very well expect you to make him money if he doesn’t know how good you are.”

Oh god.

Your heartbeat raced. No, it was not going to come to that. You were a CIA agent and you were armed.

It was not going to come to that.

***

Spencer’s face paled a little at your words. You hadn’t told Agent Jareau that part.

“He was going to...he didn’t…”

“No.” You cut him off, pushing the memory back down. “I had a gun, remember.”

You offered him a wry smile.

“So you know what comes next.”

“I’d like you to tell me.”

The way he said it was more like he was a therapist than an FBI agent. As though he wanted you to tell him so you could get it off your chest, unburden yourself, rather than for interrogation purposes.

“Ok.” You nodded. “He came for me later that night. And that’s when it happened.”

***

“Ahh look at you.”

A deep, Spanish voice woke you.

Your eyes fluttered open and landed on a strong, tattooed man with a mustache standing over your cot.

This must be him.

“Tan hermosa.”

So beautiful.

You tried not to shudder.

You sat up wiggling your legs in your boots to make sure you could still feel your firearm. You could.

“Su nombre es Rosa.”

Your name is Rosa.

Guess again.

“Su nombre es Y/N.”

“Tú hablas español?”

You speak Spanish?

“Si.”

“Eres perfecta.” He grinned menacingly. “My clients will love you.”

He reached in his pocket and fished out a key chain. He reached over you and unlocked your cuff.

You rolled your wrist to try and get your blood circulating again.

“On your feet.”

You complied and stood up. Your legs were shaky.

He grasped your wrist, hard enough so you couldn’t wriggle free but not hard enough to leave a mark. He started dragging you across the room.

With his free hand he undid the four locks on the large steel door and pulled your through it. Once on the other side he took care to lock them all again, keeping a firm grasp on you the whole time.

You were dragged down a long, narrow corridor towards another steel door, this one with just one lock on.

He slid the key in and opened it, pulled you inside and locked it behind him.

The room was much smaller than the one you’d been held in and only housed a single cot.

He licked his lip as he looked at you. His large, thick fingers stroked your cheek and you had to try and hide your disgust.

“En la cama. Ahora.”

On the bed. Now.

You had to pick the opportune moment. You had to plan this just right. You had no doubt he had a gun on him so if you faltered even slightly, he would kill you.

“Qué tal esto.”

How about this.

You made a show of licking your lips and then dropping to your knees in front of him.

“Whoa, feisty. I like it.” He grinned, his meaty hands going to his belt buckle.

Yes. Right where you wanted him.

While he was fumbling with his belt, you reached your hand back into your left boot, drawing your gun in one swift move.

You head butted him in the crotch, sending him stumbling backwards, crying out in pain.

“Mierda!” Shit. “Usted puta!”

You whore!

You were on your feet in a second, your gun trained on him.

“You will never hurt another woman again.” You spat, furious tears suddenly streaming from your eyes.

He looked up at you, his mouth opened to speak.

But the words didn’t come out as your bullet hit him between the eyes.

“Who’s the puta now?”

***

“I would say,” Spencer chewed his lip. “You did what you had to do to survive.”

You breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank god.

“Thank you.” You smiled softly. “And I did. If I hadn’t shot him, who knows how many other women would have died.”

Spencer pushed his chair back and stood up.

“Just so you know, we got word from the hospital a little while ago. Roberta Suez, Delilah, is going to be just fine.”

“Oh thank god.” You felt tears brimming your eyes.

He opened the door and turned back to you.

“Are you coming?”

“I can leave?”

“You were never under arrest.” He smirked at you.

You couldn’t help but laugh.

You got up from the chair and Spencer motioned you out of the room.

“I’ll walk you out.” He showed you across the bullpen towards the elevators. There was an awkward air between the two of you.

Did you say anything? It didn’t seem as though he remembered you, was it worth reminding him?

He motioned you into the elevator first and he followed, pressing the button.

The elevator started its descent.

Time was running out.

“So uhm…” Spencer turned to you and turned too. “How’s your mom?”

A smile broke out on your features.

“I didn’t think you remembered me.”

“Are you kidding?” He laughed. “I recognised you the second you walked in.”

“It’s been twenty years.” You laughed.

“Eighteen years, seven months.” He corrected you. “But I could never forget your face.”

You blushed a little, averting your gaze.

“My moms doing ok. Thanks for asking. How’s your mom?” You looked back at him.

“Recently diagnosed with Alzheimer’s.” He told you sadly.

“Oh gosh I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok. These things happen.” He shrugged. “Made it to thirty without having a schizophrenic break but now I have to wait until I’m older to find out if I’ll develop Alzheimer’s.”

The doors to the elevator opened and you stepped out, Spencer close behind.

“I really am sorry Spencer.”

“It’s ok.” He shrugged. “Is your mom still at Bennington? I used to see her when I went to visit my mom but I moved her out a little while ago.”

“Yeah she’s still there. She likes being close to my dad.”

You both hovered by the exit, not ready to say goodbye.

“Can I take you for coffee? If you don’t have anywhere else to be.” Spencer blushed as he spoke.

“I’d like that. A lot actually. But I’d really like to shower and change out of this getup.” You laughed. “How about dinner?”

“Dinner sounds perfect.” He grinned at you.

You gave him a smile and turned to leave but before you made it to the door Spencer spoke again.

“Y/N,” he called your name, his voice cracking a little. “You uh...you forgot something.”

You turned to face him curiously.

He walked closer to you and without a second thought, placed his hands on your face and kissed you.

For a second you stood frozen, in shock of what was going on.

But after a few moments you wrapped your arms around his neck and opened your mouth to deepen the kiss.

When the kiss ended you were both smiling at one another.

“What was that for?” You asked softly.

“Oh you know…” he shrugged with a coy smile. “Just something that needed to be done.”

“I’ll meet you back here in a few hours.” You told him, touching his chest briefly.

“Ok.”

“Bye Spencer Reid.”

“Bye Y/N Y/L/N.” He croaked.

And with that you sauntered out the doors but not out of his life.

***

Las Vegas, Nevada - 1999

“Spencer?” You’d only made it a few paces away from Bennington before you stopped in your tracks, calling his name. “You uh...you forgot something.”

He turned to face you curiously.

You walked closer to him and without a second thought, placed your hands on his face and kissed him.

He stood frozen, in shock of what was going on.

It was just a brief kiss, Spencer was too confused to do anything but stand there dumbly.

“Wh-what was that for?” He swallowed.

“Just something that needed to be done.” You smiled. “Bye Spencer Reid.”

“Bye Y/N Y/L/N.”

And with that you sauntered back down the street, hoping that one day, the universe would lead you back into each other’s lives.

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As someone who does read comics I think that it is probably one of the mediums that you can actually consume by osmosis just bc actual canon/characterization is so messy anyway, whereas with like books/shows/movies whatever there is usually a hard line on what characters act like and what theyve been through. I definitely recommend reading comics of course bc I love them but honestly its for ur own enjoyment so like does it really matter??

yeah i agree, the exact content of canon ‘matters’ more or less in the context of different fandoms of different works and it’s kind of a case by case basis

the thing that kinda kills me about dc comics specifically is that of all the fandoms i’ve been in since joining tumblr its members are by FAR the most concerned with the canon fan/fanon fan distinction, despite the very nature of the source material making that distinction almost pointless.

i really do appreciate the mindset of recommending people read comics out of a desire to share your own enjoyment of them, imo it makes much more sense

#splashasks #anonymous #side note reading and writing are really difficult for me rn and my brain feels like soup #like this just happens sometimes dw i’m fine my point in saying that is #sorry if this reply doesn’t make sense #i THINK it does at this point but i’ve been no joke working on it on and off for like an hour #bc i can’t keep a singular train of thought on the rails long enough to follow meaning

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what do you think would've have been the best way to handle tim and steph's relationship if the new52 hadn't happened?

I think letting them hash out the problems from before and then kinda starting over as friends, first and foremost, should have been the priority. Whether it’s to build into romance again or not, I think that just... should be the main focus in handling them.

The Batgirl/Red Robin crossover I think did a good job of showing how they’ve both changed from when they were originally dating, and how maybe someday something between them could work again but that it just wasn’t the time, the wounds between them too fresh still, them both going down their own paths, and too much other stuff going on that took priority. 

Personally I wouldn’t have them get back together romantically because during that growing and changing I think they both outgrew each other along the way. I think about the cover for Red Robin #10 with them, because it illustrates it well I feel. How things just don’t fit together the same way anymore.

I think that they should reconcile, talk about how things went wrong and why (because I really want to stress, both of them did stupid things in their relationship, both of them treated the other poorly at times, it wasn’t just one of them always being the ‘bad guy’ it was a complicated thing) and agree to stay friends, maybe leaving it open to get together again someday but not as any sort of guarantee. More just acknowledging that you never know what could happen in the future. Could even have it be like, them trying to go on a date together to jump back into things and just realizing ‘this... this isn’t working' and just laughing about it bc it was what they both were thinking, and then just hanging out normally instead. I think that the ‘exes who are still good friends’ dynamic is way underutilized and I want to see it with them more. Their relationship never got much of a proper conclusion because of all the crazy circumstances so letting them get some closure on all of it I think is important.

But if it were ya know ‘DC says they need to get back together romantically how would you handle it’ it would definitely be something similar in terms of having them talk about their previous problems but with a more concrete rebuilding of some of the romantic stuff with them. Also very pointedly NOT having Tim have all these other love interests he’s somewhat involved with like he had during Red Robin, like, we’ve done Steph as ‘the other girl’ before back with Ariana and it was messy and stupid enough then we DON’T need that crap again. I’d prefer stuff like them teaming up on missions and ya know having those moments of helping each other out, rebuilding the trust between them so it feels more natural, etc. In general I would put the focus on rebuilding the friendship between them before jumping into the romance, because part of the problem especially with their original relationship is that they started dating when Steph still knew basically nothing about Tim, and even when she found out more it still just... effects how the relationship developed. So I think putting a real focus on them each getting to know who the other is now (because ur 17/18 year old self is... pretty different from your 14/15 year old self especially considering the crap both of them went through) and building out that foundation first would be really important. 

#sorry if this is hard to understand my thoughts are jumbled a bit #Anonymous

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Hey max, sorry if this is a weird question but what made you wanna make babs so messy & hot headed in your universe? She’s normally the most well put together & level headed batfamily member besides maybe dick & or Alfred. (Depending on who’s writing)

/pt 2/ Not that messy babs is bad btw im just curious what ur thought process was while makin her!

hey ty for askin!! in my verse im really interested in exploring complex characterizations, specifically for women ! so for making her i really wanted to focus on how her childhood affected her, the maladaptive coping skills and behaviors she learned living in this environment, and how they cause her to interact with the people around her, and what it takes for her to change and grow to be a better person! i really like the concept, with babs, that on a surface level she looks pretty well put together, she's extremely proficient in her technology, is good at asserting her authority, setting plans in motion, and giving orders that people follow. BUT underneath this surface level she's barely keeping herself together. she's like the kind of person to put of a twelve page essay until the night its due, bust it out in 3 hours and still get an +A. but how long can that kind of behavior sustain you? how long before you slip up? its one thing to fail your test, its another to risk the life of your teammate q_q also my concepts for her really stem from what i think a realistic depiction of gordon and her relationship would be like, as well as how that would shape her as an adult? i think Gordon's role as city commissioner causes him to feel like he needs to control everything within his power, he's terrified of loss of control, i mean i cant imagine trying to tackle Gotham's crime problem omfg.. especially when his wife dies due to this problem that he genuinely has to way of making a meaningful difference in stopping, it really scares him! so to help himself deal with that fear he enforces unrealistic limitations of barbara, causing her to feel restricted and overwhelmed. he's very much a helicopter parent, and the fact she never was able to have a healthy amount of exposure to freedom before college is a big reason for why she crashed and burned SO hard there but yeah also! seeing barbara struggle with her behavioral issues so much and then learn how to be a better person and a more competent friend and leader feels a lot more rewarding to me personally! i think she had to work really hard to become the person she is as oracle, and i think it's nice to see that people, even if they fuck up and struggle, can still get better, and be loved!! i hope this makes some sense! i haven't done any extensive research into how dc canonically portrays her, more just stuff ive picked up around, but one thing i really love about her is seeing how, while she is a lot more collected than in my verse, shes still kind of a trainwreck in some aspects... like my friends have told me a lot about the birds of prey dynamic and this just sends me into orbit its so funny. you ruin someones life and think the way to make things better is... telling her you used to stuff your bra? girl youre crazy crazy <3

#asks #anon #barbara gordon #maxverse #dc #ANYWAYYYYSS i hope this helped! IDK #i like complex women a lot so i simply get excited at the chance to portray them with nuance and care