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mintghostko · 3 days
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I’m a bit late but I also wanted to make something for the very talented @sharkfinn 's dtiys (⁠ノ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ノ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ congrats on 2K!
I had a lot of fun drawing this :) hope you like it (o゜▽゜)o☆
close-up under the cut :p
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「 ✦ spencer reid ✦ 」
╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all spencer reid stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some will have summaries if provided <3
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MASTERLIST 🦋 CRIMINAL MINDS 🦋 4/25/24
♕ @/deactivated account
♜ blurb
♕ @judeswhore
♜ easy fix
♞ after spending weeks searching for ways to ease the burden of his headaches, spencer has finally found a solution. you.
♕ @theonewiththefanfics
♜ heartbeat
♞ For seven months Y/N, the newest team member of the BAU, has been missing, kidnapped by an unsub they were hunting. But when the search comes to an end, Spencer doesn’t know how to feel.
♕ @januaryembrs
♜ i can see you
♞ Spencer may or may not have a little thing for the desk jockey on the floor below, and she may or may not have a thing for their silent elevator rides together.
♜ black cat girlfriend
♞ the team meet Spencer's new girlfriend and she doesn't look quite like they'd imagined.
♕ @rreids
♜ practice run
♞ going on a platonic date with spencer (for him to know what it's like) that becomes very real.
♕ @sweetestspence
♜ and then there were two
♞ the bau recruits a new agent whose credentials arguably match their very own boy wonder’s.
♕ @violetrainbow412-blog
♜ hearts pt2
♞ an intern pesters Spencer to get his attention and you help him get rid of it a bit, benefiting in the process.
♜ bolinus brandaris pt2
♞Reid loves the gift you just gave him and the whole team can notice.
♕ @reiderwriter
♜ request
♕ @luveline
♜ don’t think i don’t like you
♞ Spencer calls you drunk and in need of rescue. You confess a few secrets to him while he won’t remember them (or so you think)
♜ bombshell!reader
♜ married!reader
♜ bombshell!reader
♜ shy!reader
♜ bombshell!reader
♜ bombshell!reader
♜ roommate!reader
♜ roommate!reader
♜ bombshell!reader
♜ badass!reader
♜ roommate!reader
♕ @tlou-reid
♜ visitors list
♞ when spencer goes to prison, his visitor's list seems to be missing a name.
♕ @cerisereids
♜ please don’t have somebody waiting on you
♞ spencer reid is your best friend. you’re in love with him, he wants someone else.
♕ @rynbutt
♜ safe
♞ You were pregnant but JJ had just left the team and they needed you. You hadn't told anyone; you hadn't even told Spencer.
hopefully all links work, let me know if not <3
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simply-ewok · 16 hours
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ghost always has a knack for making you beg for him at the worst moments. the moments that your begging has to be through silent pleas that only he can see.
like when you're being briefed for a mission, and when everyone is too focused on the board in front of them to notice the two of you, he grabs the fat of your ass underneath all of your gear in a quick, firm pinch, and it's enough to cause a quiet gasp from you.
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so you turn your head to peer at him behind you. only you failed to realize just how close he was in your proximity, and you are met with his torso towering over you, and the hand you assumed he had used to grab your ass with was clenching his vest, innocently.
it's been a week of nothing between you, and suddenly now he chooses to act? you're annoyed at his choice of timing. he's not even looking at you. his eyes are glued to the mission details in front of the squad. so you let your gaze linger, just to let him know you're not playing this game with him at this moment.
but you have to admit, he always looked so delectable all geared up.
his armoured chest and tactical gear decorating his body, and the black paint he's swiped across his eyes which peer forward in a steely gaze beneath his mask. it's enough to make you bite your lip, and he notices it before you're able to look forward.
in the brief moment of you checking him out, he moves his hand, sliding his gloved fingers down his torso and to his waist, where he readjusts his bulge for you. your cheeks swell with warmth as you blush. then you feel the ache in your stomach as your arousal grows for him. he's teasing you so simply and you both know it, and yet it has an overwhelming affect on you.
as if that wasn't enough to get you going before, ghost shifts his weight and brushes up against your waist from behind, and while leaning down ever so slightly, he raises his fingers to your chin to direct it forwards.
there's a strong flutter from between your legs and you clench your thighs to subdue it. but it's too late. he's got you right where he wants you, and with no where to run.
no one pays you two any mind as you're both stood in the back of the dimly lit room. you always knew him to be quite bold with his interactions, however, this was a first.
as his fingers slip away from your jawline you squirm in place, your own fingers shifting to fiddle with the holster straps around your chest. your feet shuffle beneath you. you begin to take a deep breath when you suddenly feel him press his crotch onto the curve of your back. even through his thick cargo pants you can feel how warm his body is, and how hard the pulse in his cock was beating through them.
if only you were alone together so you could tear them off of him.
without missing a beat it's like he's read your mind. ghost carefully and silently wraps an arm around you to take your small wrist in his much bigger hand, guiding it down your side and pulling the palm of your hand against his zipper.
he releases a low raspy groan for only your ears to hear as he forces you to work over his growing bulge. jesus, he's big.
he silently demands you to begin undoing his pants, all while both of your eyes are locked to the front, where coordinates are brought up of the places you'll be relocated to soon. but it's getting so hard to focus as ghost guides your fingers across his zipper and you pull it downward for him, because you're his obedient girl. his hand leaves yours for a brief moment as you finish undoing him blindly, and suddenly you feel the rough material of his pants give way as he undoes the button on his waistband.
immediately his cock dips into your palm, the tip of it already dripping for you, twitching, as you ever so softly begin to squeeze it.
your pussy is throbbing at the sensation of him. even worse, he already knows how swollen your lips are from the arousal, how your clit is begging to be played with, all while your warm, perfect slit is soaking your panties. it's all enough to push you over the edge as your blushing cheeks intensify, the corners of your eyes crystallizing small tears of frustration as you look behind you once more.
only this time, ghost's eyes are piercing into yours when you meet his gaze. he wants you just as badly as you do him, and he makes it all too well known by thrusting into your hand, dripping his sticky, self lubricant all over your fingers.
you pout for him, flashing him your big eyes, please, simon. i can hardly stand this..
then he does the worst thing in that moment.
as quickly as it all began, he pulls back, tucking himself back into his pants. he leaves you there, your hand still behind your back with your fingers folding into your palm to conceal the precum he left for you, and takes a step away. you can only continue to eye him in, although this time it's in distaste, all while he ignores your fiery, lingering gaze as his eyes meet the front once more.
just in time for the lights to come on again, and for the final statements to be read to the group before everyone's dismissed.
but before you're able to leave, ghost grasps your arm to stop you.
"meet me at our usual spot... you didn't think i'd let you go that eas'ly, did you, love?"
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elysiansugar · 1 day
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🍳⌒*⠀⇉⠀LET HIM COOK 🔥⠀☆⠀credit if use
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redemn · 2 days
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i have never heard a man judge a fish so hard .
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*・゜゚・*:.。.。.:*・゜☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆゚・*
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i92-93 · 7 hours
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꒰ˆ⌯ ·̫ ⌯ก̀ˆ꒱ ( ᐡ. ̫ .ᐡ ) (◌´ ˘ `ς)
ε( ε ´O`)э。゜ (՞っ ‹՞) ꒰ 𖦹´   ᩙᩙ `𖦹 ᐡ꒱
(ˆ꜆ . ̫ . ).ᐟ (ᐡ ′̥̥̥ ˙̫ ‵̥̥̥ ᐡ) ૮(*´. . )
By: @i92-93
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♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。🍰🥣·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。🍰🥣·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·🍰🥣゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、🍰🥣。·:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、。
(≧▽≦) ⭐ 。*゚🌈(≧▽≦) ⭐ 。*゚🌈(≧▽≦) ⭐ 。*゚🌈
♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。🍰🥣·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。🍰🥣·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·🍰🥣゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、🍰🥣。·:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、。
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kusuriya-maomao · 3 days
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hi, did you draw the fanart you post youself?
Maomao: “No, I am a pharmacist not an artist”🙂
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teddiemush · 2 days
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˙ ⋆。⟡ ˙ ⋆ ゜。⋆。⟡ ˙ ⋆ ゜。⋆。⟡ ˙ ⋆ ゜。⋆。⟡ ˙ ⋆ ゜。⋆。⟡ ˙
a moodboard for jif, my jellycat smudge monkey!!
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btsvt-bar · 2 days
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I think hoshin is a reassuring boyfriend, he will remind you that he is safe when you are with him, but he will also consume you, it can hurt you, but his mouth does a very good job, I feel like there will be a lot of hickey, a possessor
What do you think about it?? ❤️‍🔥
i’m sure he’s the best person to comfort you when you need it! and he would take care of you in every way possible 😵‍💫
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you had a tough day at work, hoshi can see it in your face the second you walk through the door.
he hugs you immediately and leads you to the couch. you sit down with him basically glued to you.
"what happened, honey?" he asks softly while rubbing your back. his musky scent helps you to calm down a bit.
you sniff, holding back tears that threaten to fall.
"you can tell me, sweetheart." hoshi smiles reassuringly. "let it all out, you’ll feel better."
and he proceeds to listen to you vent out about your annoying coworker and the shitty situation that happened. you cry a little, still feeling overwhelmed, and he hugs you tightly while you wet his shoulder with tears.
"i’m sorry for this." you apologize when you notice the wet patch on his tshirt. "thank you for being here."
"shhh don’t worry. i’m always here for you, you don’t have to apologize. you can count on me." he keeps reassuring you, and you wonder how you got so lucky to find a man like him.
you wipe the last few tears and pull him in for a loving kiss. "thank you, baby. i love you so much."
hoshi sighs happily when your lips meet, feeling his heart burst with joy and warmth. "i love you too, beautiful."
"how about we take a nice bath and you tell me about your day?" you offer, standing up and reaching out for his hand.
"i’d love that!"
so you go to your shared room and you run the bath while hoshi grabs two beers and a bottle of soju. you change into sad excuse for a bikini and wait for hoshi to come in.
for a while, you’re just chatting and laughing about nothing. but then hoshi gets hyper aware of your nakedness and it turns his brain into a puddle of desire.
he reaches out and pulls you onto his lap. you notice the lust in his eyes, so you easily give him permission to proceed. you kiss again, but this time it’s different. it’s hungry and full of energy.
hoshi’s hands go for your bikini straps, pulling them to free you from the small piece of clothing. then, he caresses your back while kissing your neck with passion. you feel him giving you a couple of love bites, but you can’t bring yourself to care. not when your hips are grinding deliciously against his, your nipples rubbing against his chest and his plush lips brushing against all the right spots.
"let’s go to bed, we need more space." you two hurriedly dry off, while sharing more kisses, and get completely naked.
hoshi’s already hard and your mouth waters at the sight of his cock. before reaching the bed, you suck him off.
hoshi leans against the sink cabinet and throws his head back in pleasure. you suck his red tip, enjoying his whimpering and moaning. he gently places his hand of the back of your head, conducting your movements.
one of your hands grabs his thigh for support and the other plays with his balls, which makes his cock twitch in your mouth. when he’s too close to cumming, he pulls away.
"i’m supposed to cheer you up, not the other way around." he pouts a little, managing to look cute even with a hard cock and swollen lips.
"this is cheering me up." you chuckle and spread your legs for him.
hoshi gets on top of you promptly. his fingers rub your wetness skillfully, making you arch into his touch, asking for more.
he slides two fingers in, and rubs your inner walls in perfect pace. you let out soft gasps that spur him on, hoshi loves to hear you coming undone.
putting his mouth to good use, he circles your nipples with his tongue. his palm heel brushes against your clit, and the added pleasure burns your insides. your breath hitches, the stimulation getting too intense. hoshi keeps going until you cum, and helps you get through it all.
he sucks more bruises on your boobs, feeling addicted to marking you as his own.
"my pretty baby." he gives you another hickey. "mine, just mine." another one. "you look so hot right now, letting me mark you up, so everyone knows you’re taken." one more.
hoshi aligns himself and slowly sinks into your heat. you both moan in pleasure.
you scratch down his back with your long nails. if he’s going to give you hickeys, he’s getting scratches.
you feel yourselves getting higher and higher, your bodies catching fire in sync. your toes are just on the edge, ready to fall over.
hoshi picks up the pace, trying to get you both off. his tempo makes your eyes roll back and you unconsciously bite his shoulder. hoshi’s face is buried in your neck, his low grunts reaching your ears deliciously.
it’s when you start to clench your walls around him that hoshi is pushed over the edge and he brings you with him.
your skin prickles and your legs shake. you’re totally spent, the low buzzing sound in your ears giving away the rush of dopamine that’s coursing through your body.
"you ok?" hoshi asks after a few minutes. you agree with your head. He laughs "you don’t look ok."
"i’m feeling perfect." you smile lazily.
hoshi’s eyes scan your body, your new hickeys blooming more each passing second. "i think you still need a few more love bites on your thighs." He fishes for an approval for round 2.
you have no idea how messed up you look, but whatever. a turtle neck or a scarf can do the trick of covering you up.
"i’m not arguing with a guy with pretty brown eyes. like, whatever you say, handsome." you flirt while looking at him.
hoshi flashes you the filthiest smile you’ve ever seen before going down on you.
you’re in for a long, long night.
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© btsvt-bar, 2024
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vitsuko · 22 hours
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must be love 𓇻 ゜ 𐬹
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dvrkfverie · 3 days
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ Love
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a/n: this is part 1 of a 2 part fic with Nanami <3 part 2 will be nsfw
tags: reader worrying about Nanami, fluff
・ ゜ ʚɞ ゜ ゜
He had promised he’d be home sooner than this, two hours ago in fact. You knew he was just stuck at work, your lover is not one to be disloyal. This fact makes you worry more, given his line of work, anything could have happened to him. You paced your living room, having discarded your phone long ago, anxiously calling and texting him to no avail until your eventual surrender to this tactic.
You keep a careful eye on the clock, watching as the hand moves further around, pulling more at your confidence of Nanami’s return.
At some point you tire, sitting on the couch helplessly and leaning your head against the back, screwing your eyes shut, praying to whatever divine powers out there that your partner returns to you. Before you know it, you doze off, succumbing to your exhaustion directly derived by your intense worrying.
With no knowledge of how much later youre awoken by a soft noise, you notice you’d been moved from the couch to your bed. Half sitting up with your eyes still focusing, you notice a tall figure obscuring some of the light coming in from your joined bathroom.
Nanami.
The blonde man is drying off his face, the shirt he wore to work today discarded on the floor, drenched in blood. You scrunch up your nose at the thought of having to hand wash the dried blood out and before you can actually say anything, your lovers tired, but affectionate voice speaks your thoughts
“I’ll wash it out, you don’t need to worry about it, Dove.” You look up at his face, shifting to your side and smiling slightly at him, watching him intently as he finally casts a glance at you, his eyes shining.
“Mm you’d better.” You reply, your voice slightly hoarse having not used it for a few hours in your sleep. “You worried me, Nanami.”
He places the towel down, looking down at it for a few seconds before moving out of the bathroom and towards you on the bed. He kneels in front of your side and grabs one of your hands gently.
“I know, y/n. i’m sorry.” he presses a kiss to your palm, sparking a small smile on your face. “I couldn’t let Itadori handle it by himself, though. He would have died.” his voice grows lower before he looks at you again, his blonde locks sitting wet on his forehead drawing you into admiring him as you often did.
“I know.” is all you say, you’re not a sorcerer, nor does nanami ever want you involved in sorcery if you can help it. you have a very weak ability to sense curses but that stems only from your mother being a sorcerer, dulled by your father having no abilities at all. you place your other hand over his, brushing your thumb over his skin.
“I just wish it wasn’t so dangerous.” you pull him up, him following your guide as you shift back over to his side, dragging him onto the bed. his arms immediately wrap around you, pulling you in closer than should be possible. you melt into him, face buried in his shoulder. you feel him nod, thumbs feathering over your skin in a soothing touch, something he often did when he could tell you were anxious.
“I do too, Dove. if I could spend every waking moment just caring for you and no one else, then my life would be the complete image of perfection.” he whispers to you, and you feel butterflies in your stomach as he says it, though you’d been together for years, Nanami never failed to make you blush.
“Sleep, Dove. I have the day off tomorrow, we can talk more then.” His voice is hushed and warm, and with not a second thought you begin to doze off, feeling safe in your lovers arms.
Tomorrow is a new day, one hopefully absent of the stress you experienced today.
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vincent-4ever · 22 hours
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a while ago, before my HIATUS I basically made a poll and asked what tr character to write for and you guys rindou!
I had a hard time writing this like I stared at my screen for 20 minutes thinking what to write so I think I got a basic idea of it
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Rindou Haitani x G!n reader
Warnings: mentions of calling each other nicknames/pet names (no specific ones), pda, cuddling
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•·.·'To be honest at first he didn't really want a relationship, said it has "no meaning" and "took to much time" which, is quite ironic considering the situation you're in right now'·.·•
•·.·'you're both cuddled up on your couch, watching your favorite show/movie, with you in his arms'·.·•
•·.·'he's kissing the top of your head, calling you pet names'·.·•
•·.·'is he paying attention to the show/movie? that's a good question! barely'·.·•
•·.·'he's just happy to be with you, and to finally see that show/movie that you've been talking NON-STOP about.'·.·•
•·.·'in public, shockingly, he doesn't mind pda. he doesn't initiate it, but he goes crazy when you hold his hand and call him all different pet names or nicknames.'·.·•
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I hope I did good 😽😽 rebloggs and likes are appreciated and feel free to request a fanfic!!!
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richeeduvie · 2 days
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Roman could and would want to give Baby an extra over the top ‘push present’
Imagine him so obsessed with he’s new born baby girl once the madness of her birth calms down, like he’s just holding her completely mesmerized and telling Baby he’s gonna get her an island.
Maybe, he’s not joking.
Island Time
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Roman's holding her like she's the world. But maybe that's the wrong reference. Roman doesn't think that highly of the world. He's holding her like she's the most beautiful thing the both of you have ever seen.
"If you do anything like what you did here - like claw your way out of Mommy, I'll get someone to chuck you. I wouldn't be able to do it myself."
And he stares. And stares. You smile, you don't think he ever takes his eyes off of her.
"M' gonna get you an island. Thrashy. Trashy."
"...What?"
"You did have a tiny, tiny...very small baby claw her way out of you and she's kinda perfect. So...you'll get an island. I'll figure it out later."
It's silence for a bit, just until his brows raise when your daughter makes a little noise before a yawn.
"You're so cute, you have Daddy speaking nonsense."
You mm when you kiss her tiny little head. Roman doesn't move or make a quip - it's this stupid sort of seriousness on his face when looking at her, but there's no focus in your joking, just her. His baby.
The baby you gave him, the perfect, chaotic baby he gave you. You don't think you need an island, even though Roman hasn't given way to that. It almost scares you as much as it humors you.
"It won't be a tomorrow thing, I don't know how isle real estate works but it'll be beachy."
"Most ones are."
He's tired and mesmerized, the humor comes differently in Roman's voice. You run your hand in his hair and he keeps his eyes on your blanket-wrapped girl.
How else am I gonna fucking repay her?
Roman presses his thumb on a little baby cheek. He didn't know a cheek could be so fucking perfect.
How? For this, how but a beachy island?
If he looks at you and you're smiling...he can't barely handled the way she yawns. So, Roman will just take to watching her.
You try not to laugh at a small choke from Roman when she wiggles and coos.
He can take to watching her for the rest of time because fuck anything else that could be "important". Roman can do that.
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churirii · 2 days
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Literally me-: ✧ :-゜・.
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