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reidsaurora · 2 years

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Build a blurb!! 💞🩺 + suggestive #13 (I can't remember the sentence off the top of my head 😭) OR the sentence about the boopable nose <3

Since I'm your sister, if you would make a special fandom exception and write my human!Rockafire AU or markiplier 🤲🏻 uh, if not, write it with my love, Garcia <3

hey, girly squirrely. been a while since i saw u in my inbox. welcome back <3

💞 - Friends to Lovers

🩺 - Sick Fic

[S] 13. "My shirt looks way better on you."

[F] 12. "Your nose is just so... boop-able."

"Big Heart" ~ P. Garcia

GIF by @captainchilly

Summary: In which a blue mug of tea and a boop on the nose leads to a bashful love confession and a big hearted girl accepting it.

Pairing: Penelope Garcia x GN!Reader (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1,016

Content Warning: mentions of vomiting, mentions of food, one use of "God"

Genre: Friends to Lovers, sick fic, lots of Fluff

Extra Notes: none that i can think of rn!

Originally Written: 06/07/2022

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"Thank you," I smiled up at Penelope, who was standing in the doorway.

"For what?" she asked, turning back to face me.

"For taking care of me."

"Of course. After all, it was my chicken that caused your food poisoning," she said, blushing at the end of her statement. "I guess I've just been a vegetarian for so long, I forgot how to cook it."

I gave her another small smile as she walked back towards the couch I lay on.

"Can I get you anything else? I heard mint tea is a good remedy for food poisoning."

"That would be nice."

And with that, she scurried off toward the kitchen, but not before commenting, "Hey, by the way, that shirt looks way better on you than it ever did on me."

I attempted to hide my blush as I remembered which shirt I was wearing.

I'd accidentally throw up on the shirt I was wearing the night before when I'd joined Penelope for dinner and a movie marathon. She'd lended me an old CalTech shirt she had from her college days. At first I'd felt guilty for borrowing it, since I assumed it was special to her, but when she noticed I'd thrown up, Penelope practically gave the shirt to me.

Penelope quickly scurried out of the room, presumably to make the tea, leaving me to my thoughts and the television in front of me.

My thoughts seemed to outweigh the TV, my mind drifting off into thoughts about Penelope. I began thinking of all she'd done for me, like virtually teleporting to the store to pick up Gatorade and saltine crackers to letting me sleep over on her couch.

I couldn't lie, I'd always had this voice in my head telling me that I was falling for Penelope, but after that night—seeing how she cared for me—it was practically screaming, "You're not even falling anymore. You're plummeting for her."

When I noticed her walking back into the room, I tried to clear my head, at least long enough to thank her for the tea.

"Here you go," she smiled, handing me a bright blue mug filled to the brim with tea.

"Thank you," I managed, attempting to sip away my internal reflections of the girl in front of me.

She sat down next to me as I sat up, staring at me for a moment.

"What?" I chuckled as I placed the mug on the coffee table.

"Nothing. Just taking in my best friend as much as I can before I have to leave for work," she grinned.

I gave her a smile as best I could, my thoughts beginning to cloud my mind again. "Just tell her you love her." "I can't, she's my best friend." It was like a psychological war zone as I attempted to sift through my thoughts.

And then, just when I thought I'd made my selection, she did it.

"Boop," she giggled, tapping me on the end of the nose.

I blinked in confusion a couple times, not because of what she'd done, but because of what had just happened in my mind.

"Sorry," she apologized, looking down and fidgeting with her fingers. She looked back up after a moment, her cheeks flushing crimson as she said, "Your nose just looked so boop-able."

"Penelope," I started, my stomach churning at the thought of what I was about to say. Between the food poisoning and the anxiety in my stomach, I was surprised I was able to keep everything down.

"I'm sorry," she apologized again. "I just thought it would cheer you up since you seemed sad when I first walked in here. And now I'm rambling and-"

I cut her off with a long kiss, secretly praying my breath wasn't as bad as I assumed it was. She tasted like strawberries, presumably from the lip balm she was always using. I noticed she smelled like mint, which I assumed was from how strong the kitchen smelled of peppermint after she'd prepared my tea.

My cheeks flushed as I pulled away, immediately feeling guilty for cutting her off. "I'm sorry," I sighed, stopping myself from saying anything else.

She lifted my head by putting a finger under my chin, leaving a delicate kiss on my cheek. "I was wondering when you were gonna do that."

"You knew?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.

"Yeah. Everyone I meet falls in love with me at some point or another. It was bound to happen eventually," she joked before lightly punching my arm.

I chuckled, both at her statement and my behavior. "I was wondering when I was gonna do that too, honestly," I laughed.

"Well, the good thing is, now that you've done it the first time, you don't have to worry about the nervousness of doing it again," she told me. This woman and her optimism…

I looked back up at her, glancing between her eyes and her lips. Not in an "I want you" kind of way, more of an "I can't believe this is happening" way.

She nodded, leaning in and kissing me this time. I was thankful that food poisoning wasn't contagious, because I wasn't sure I could stop myself from kissing her that morning.

After a moment, she broke away, a panicked look spreading across her face. "I'm gonna be late, but God only knows how much I wanna stay."

"Go," I urged, "Your team needs you."

She gave me one more quick kiss before hopping up. "I'll be back after lunch. I'm gonna request a half day."

"Pen, it's just food poisoning. I'm not dying."

"I don't care," she insisted. "I'll be back in a little while," she said, rushing off toward the front door.

"Hey, Penelope," I stopped her.

"Yeah?" she turned back for a second.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For taking care of me. And for accepting my love for you."

She gave me a kind half-smile, like she was looking for a reason to linger behind in the doorway. "Well, there's no one else I'd rather share this big heart with than you."

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OK, hi, bestie!! I have a couple things to tell you.

(1) I hope hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. It's definitely one of my fav things I've written recently.

(2) I am so sorry this took so long!! My brain was fried from the first few rounds of build-a-blurb + all the other requests I was working on at the time that this sort of became a back burner wip and I apologize for that. I know I told you this in person but I wanna reiterate just so you know <3

(3) I will most likely end up making you another imagine since Pen was your last choice. I wrote the Penelope one since my blog revolves around CM, but I'd be happy to write you one for one of your other choices if you wanna send me more some info. I probably won't post it here since those things aren't related to my blog but I will gladly write you one for your desired character.

anyway, i think that's everything! i hope u like it!

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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Heyyy, this ask is for your build a blurb, can you do one with

❤️‍🔥 🚀 🧨 (can i pick two? If not, I'm sorry) “How does that make it okay?” And “I like seeing you like this”

❤️‍🔥 - Enemies to Lovers

🚀 - Forced Proximity

🧨 - Having an Argument

[A] 4. "How does that make it OK?"

[S] 15. "I like seeing you like this."

"Like This" ~ S. Reid

Summary: When Spencer and Y/N are forced to pretend to be engaged for a case, the two start to wonder about all the little spats and competitions they have in the workplace.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!Reader

Word Count: 3,949

Content Warning: heavy details related to a case (stabbing, asphyxiation, mentions of a sexual sadist and SA, might be more), a scene where Y/N gets lowkey kidnapped, guns, alcohol consumption by reader and presumably Spencer, mild swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

Genre: Rivals/Enemies to Lovers; Angst to Fluff to Angst to Fluff to sorta implied Smut? she goes in a million different directions tbh

Extra Notes: she v wordy and v case oriented. i apologize for both. // there are multiple extra tropes in this (fake dating, only one bed, taking care of the other after an injury) and it's also more so Rivals to Lovers than Enemies so i'm gonna apologize for that too 🤣

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"Hell, no!" Y/N shouted as she jumped up from her seat.

"It's just until we find out who The Handcuff Killer is," Hotch attempted to justify his decision.

"No, not gonna happen!" she disagreed.

"I agree with Y/L/N. Why not make Derek and Emily or you and Emily or someone other than us do it?" Spencer rebutted.

"Because the two of you fall into his age preference," Hotch explained.

"Hotch, there is no way you're forcing me into going undercover as his fiancée. There's no way. I won't do it."

Spencer rolled his eyes, mumbling under his breath, "You think you got it bad."

"The two of you need to grow up and look past your disputes," Hotch said point blankly. "I was going to offer a bonus on your paychecks when we catch the killer but now I can clearly see I need to make the two of you take this case anyway. Have I made myself clear?"

Y/N rolled her eyes but reluctantly agreed. "I suppose you're right, Hotch. Even if I hate the idea of living with Spencer until we find this guy."

Spencer unenthusiastically agreed as well. "The sooner we get to New York, the better, right?" he asked sarcastically, standing from his chair.

"Wheels up in thirty. You'll be meeting SSA Colley as soon as you land," Hotch instructed.

The two nodded before exiting the office silently, quiet bickering ensuing as soon as the door shut behind them.

"If it weren't for the possibility of that promotion, I think I'd just quit now," Y/N remarked.

"You think you wanna quit? I have to fight over that position with some newbie who's barely out of Training when I've been working here for over nine years," Spencer retaliated, arms crossed angrily in front of his chest.

"Let's just get through this case. Preferably without you making me say or do something that could cost me that position."

Spencer smirked. "In that case, maybe I'll continue to push and press every button you've got in you."

"You do that and I swear, I will slap you so silly that people will think it's a comedy routine."

"Hmm, must've been what your mom said when you disrespected her like you do everyone else around you."

Y/N's lips pursed together as she let out an annoyed breath through her nose. She didn't know how, but she was going to have to make this work.

☆☆☆

"Y/N, I think I found something," Spencer observed as he looked over the geographical profile.

"Hmm?" she hummed, stopping herself from making an arrogant comment in front of the New York SAC.

"There's only one bar left he hasn't been to in his hunting zone," he told her.

"So, that's probably the one he'll hit next, right?" she asked.

"You'd think that but I went over all the other bars in the hunting zone, and he's been to all of them twice except The Oasis, which he's been to three times."

Y/N finished his thought when she realized what he was getting at. "You think there's something special about the one bar he hasn't been to."

"I know Hotch wants us to go to the bar we think he's gonna hit next but I think we should go to Matty's just in case there's a reason why he's not hitting that bar."

Y/N nodded before grumbling, "Do I have to wear the ring?"

"Yes, you have to wear the ring," Agent Colley instructed from across the room.

"Yes, sir."

☆☆☆

Y/N nervously fidgeted with the ring on her left hand as she and Spencer got out of the car. "Are you sure we have to do this?" she complained, though internally, her stomach churned with anxiety.

"Don't tell me you're getting cold feet before we’ve ever even planned the wedding," Spencer joked.

Y/N rolled her eyes before sighing, "No, I just don’t want your face to be the last thing I see if this guy kills us."

Spencer stopped her, his facial expression changing to a much softer one than before. "Hey, is that what this is about?"

Y/N’s face fell, knowing she had to be honest with him. "I know that we hunt the bad guys every day of our lives, but going undercover and putting myself out there as bait for a killer is a whole different story," she explained, avoiding eye contact.

"Hey, I've got your back," Spencer said in an attempt to comfort her.

"You really mean that?" she asked, having looked back up at her colleague. She wasn't sure why, but she felt butterflies go off in her stomach when he said those words.

"Of course not. I'm definitely using you as my scapegoat," he answered with a chuckle. He nudged her shoulder softly before saying, "Seriously though, I've got you. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you."

"Are you sure about that? You know, you could let him kill me and handcuff me to a random parking meter. Then I'd be out of the way of that promotion."

"You want the truth about the promotion?"

Y/N chuckled, "Don’t tell me you don't actually want it."

Spencer stayed silent, continuing to walk toward the bar entrance.

Y/N stopped him, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. "Hey, where’s this coming from?"

"Would you absolutely hate me if I said I've just been fighting over that promotion to annoy you?" he asked. This time, he was the one avoiding eye contact.

"You what?" she asked dumbfounded.

Suddenly, he looked back up at her. His expression turned from a shy frown to a smirk, "I'm just kidding. I'm gonna totally destroy you next week when they announce who won."

Y/n’s mouth fell open, punching him in the shoulder. "You’re a jerk!"

"Hey, may the best agent win."

"I was planning on it," she remarked daringly.

The two walked into the bar, Spencer's arm hanging loosely around Y/N's shoulders. The two walked casually over to the bar, being wary of their surroundings.

"Oh, would you look at that, Trivia Night," Spencer observed, looking at the sign of the bar’s weekly events.

"Trivia Night?" Y/N raised a sarcastic eyebrow. "Don't tell me we have to sign up for that."

"I think we have to," Spencer told her, pursing his lips playfully. "Gotta play our roles," he commented, shrugging his shoulders.

She groaned loudly in annoyance. "But you're stupid smart! You'll beat everyone! Including me, which I hate."

"Good thing it's teams, then."

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One trivia game and multiple Jell-O shots later, Y/N and Spencer had won Trivia Night, much to no one’s surprise. What Y/N was surprised at, however, was the amount of questions Spencer had allowed her to answer, not to mention, just how many of them she’d gotten right.

"Congratulations, table five! Come on up here!" the MC shouted into the microphone.

The two jumped up from their seats, Spencer practically dragging Y/N by the hand. Y/N felt a little woozy if she had to be honest, but she figured that was the repercussions of drinking eight Jell-O shots.

"What are your names?" the MC asked, holding out her microphone.

"I’m Riley, this is my fiancée, Liv," Spencer introduced themselves under their aliases. He was worried he'd sound drunk when he spoke, but felt less embarrassed by it when he remembered they were in a bar.

"Well, congrats on winning but also on your engagement," the MC told the two.

The MC continued to go on about their prizes for winning the trivia game, though Spencer had started to drown out her words as he looked over the room, attempting to find the unsub or, at the very least, what was so special about this place to him.

He locked eyes for a split second with one of the bartenders, noticing some odd behavior as he watched Spencer and Y/N. His lips were tightened, his movements were quick as though he was trying to distract himself, and his eyes had barely moved off Y/N and Spencer. His focus seemed to be mostly on Y/N, who was focused intently on the MC.

"I'm going to kiss you now," Spencer whispered in Y/N’s ear.

"What?" she whispered back, a shocked look appearing on her face. Even in her intoxicated state, she didn't know exactly how to respond to those words.

"Congratulations again," the MC spoke loudly into the microphone again.

"Thank you," Spencer replied before turning to Y/N. He left a long, almost showy kiss on her lips, taking in the taste of the cherry vodka that remained on her lips.

Y/N knew she should've closed her eyes to make it believable, but instead, she found them stretching further and further with every millisecond that he kissed her. She couldn't deny that he was a much better kisser than she'd anticipated. "Stop, he's your arch nemesis," Y/N tried to remind herself, but with every millisecond that passed, she only wanted it to last longer.

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"Why did you kiss me earlier?" Y/N asked defensively as the two walked through the hallway of the hotel.

"I thought the bartender was watching us. I wanted to see how he'd react," he explained.

"How does that make it OK?" she nearly shouted, her arms crossed defensively over her chest.

"Y/N, I had to."

"You didn't even ask first, Spencer," she reminded him, her voice lower this time.

The two arrived at their room, Y/N unlocking the door and heading in first. She stopped suddenly, her mouth falling agape.

"What?" Spencer asked, walking around her to see what she was looking at. "You've gotta be joking."

"One bed?!" she practically shouted, throwing her go-bag down. She noticed a note on the nightstand, promptly walking over to read it. "'Congratulations on tying the knot,' signed A. Hotchner," she grumbled, rolling her eyes.

"This night just keeps getting better and better," Spencer remarked sarcastically, "First, I had to pretend to love you, then I had to kiss you, now I have to share a bed with you."

Y/N felt a small piece of her heart break away when he said these things. She knew they were work enemies, but she didn't know he actually felt that way.

She turned to face him, holding a finger in his face. "You're the one that chose to kiss me. No one was holding a gun to your head."

Spencer rolled his eyes, huffing out a long, aggravated breath. "Look, let's just go to bed."

"Agreed."

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Spencer awoke in the middle of the night to his work phone ringing. He attempted to sit up, but felt weight around his stomach. "What the hell?" he mumbled quietly.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, his eyes widening at the sight of Y/N's arm wrapped tightly around his torso. Afraid of her waking up in such a compromising position, he delicately moved her arm so as to not wake her.

"Agent Reid," he answered, "Mhm… yeah… OK, we'll be there in a half hour," he told the person on the phone.

By this point, Y/N had started to stir awake, looking up at Spencer in his half-asleep state. She couldn't lie, she was secretly admiring his messy bed hair and the way he looked in his tight, white tee-shirt.

"OK, bye," he said before hanging up.

"What time is it?" she groaned, attempting to wipe the sleep from her own eyes.

"6:45," he answered with an exhausted sigh.

"Really? They couldn't give us another hour?" she complained, laying back dramatically on her pillow.

"They found some more bodies."

Y/N awkwardly chuckled, "I suppose that's a good reason to wake us up."

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"Approximate time of death is 4:09 a.m," the M.E. told the pair.

When she said this, Y/N felt the wheels and cogs turning in her brain. "Wait a second. Weren't the first two vics killed at almost the exact time?" she questioned.

The medical examiner pulled up the records for the two victims on her computer, astounded by Y/N's observation. "Yeah, 4:08."

"Hold on, can you pull up the TODs on the last few couples as well?"

The M.E. nodded before doing as she was told. "OK, the last couple right before this one was 4:22. The couple before that was…" her voice trailed off as she typed in their names, "4:15."

"You think that means something? That all their TODs were within fifteen minutes of each other?" Spencer asked.

"Not just that. I think I figured out why he'll never kill any couples from Matty's."

"Why's that?"

"Think about it. All the bars around here close at 2:00 a.m. We determined that he tortures the victims for about an hour before they're killed."

"Leaving him just enough time to close up shop before finding the couple of his choice from earlier in the night," Spencer agreed, "You're right. He's gotta be a bartender at Matty's. How did I not see that before?"

"I'll call Garcia, have her pull records to see if any of their employees fit the profile," Y/N nodded, heading out the door.

Meanwhile, while Y/N called Penelope, Spencer continued inspecting the stab wounds, noticing how precise and clean they were. This time, it was his cogs and wheels turning as he began having flashbacks of each body and each crime scene.

"Y/N," Spencer called.

She turned back to look at Spencer, who was ushering her back over to the body. "Hmm?" she hummed.

"Look how precise these cuts are," he pointed out. "I don't know about you, but I would think that if a male unsub did this, it would be much messier."

Y/N's eyes stretched at the information Spencer had just pointed out. "Yeah, Garcia, check the females' juvie and prison records. Ain't no way this was a man," she said, finishing her statement with a small giggle.

"Thanks, Garcia," the two spoke in unison as Y/N hung up the phone.

As Y/N slid her phone into her back pocket, she noticed Spencer had a confused look on his face, like he was thinking really hard about whatever was on his mind.

"What?" she asked, intrigued by his change of expression.

"Hmm?" he hummed back.

"You've got that look on your face, the one where you know something I don't."

"I was just thinking about how all of this profiles as a sexual sadist. The stabbing, most of the torture being directed on the female victims, the fact that the women are found naked but the men are fully clothed. Not to mention, the men die from asphyxiation which is much cleaner than the stabbing seen on the females. I don't know how this isn't a male unsub, other than the clean crime scenes and precise cuts."

"I agree. It seems a little odd," Y/N affirmed.

"You know, maybe-"

Just then, Y/N's phone began ringing again, Garcia's number lighting up the screen. She turned the speakerphone on, greeting Penelope with a, "Hey, you're on speaker."

"OK, I got an automatic hit on the female side of things. Her name's Charlie, short for Charlotte Dalton."

"The MC," Y/N recalled, thinking about the MC's nametag.

"OK, I've got lots of news on her. She doesn't have a criminal record, however, she was one of the top suspects in an unsolved murder about two months before these killings started."

"Explain," Spencer said, almost as if he were demanding it.

"Whoa, slow yourself, boy genius. I was gonna," Garcia argued. "Anyway, two months before she became the handcuff lady that she is today, her fiancé and presumably the other woman came up dead in Patchogue. Same M.O, but the handcuffs were missing. Anyway, they never could nail her to it because she had a solid alibi and none of her prints were found on or around the crime scene. Not to mention, the night it happened, it flooded and the rain washed away any possible footprints."

"Who solidified her alibi?" Y/N asked.

"A man named Ian Carver, who- woah…" her voice trailed off.

"Ian was one of the bartenders, right?" Y/N turned and asked Spencer.

Spencer nodded as Garcia began speaking again.

"OK, earlier in my search, I looked up records for current and previous employees with a history of domestic or sexual violence, and I got zilch, other than this old guy who worked there ten years ago and died three years ago. But," she paused dramatically, "Mr. Ian over here apparently got sent to juvie when he was 16 for attempting to strangle another student, a James Watson."

"Is that what you were gonna say earlier? A team?" Y/N asked Spencer.

He nodded before directing his next sentence to Garcia. "What do we know on Watson?"

"Not much. He's a nepo baby, his dad owns a chain of hotels across New York and all the states in New England except Maine, he's listed as being married to…" her voice trailed off as typing noises could be heard, "An Adam Kramer."

"He's gay," Spencer said, almost in a whisper.

"Yeah, I think we previously established that," Y/N laughed.

"No, Ian's gay."

"Explain," Y/N asked, using the exact same tone Spencer had earlier.

"Asphyxiators generally get off on just that. Ian clearly had a dominant personality. What if he's killing the men because they're what Derek would refer to as pretty boys?"

"That's why there's no sign of sexual assault on either victim. He gets off on killing them and she's killing out of rage because she sees the females as the other woman."

"I think he's killing them because he sees them as submissives. I mean, they all dress in expensive suits, their hair is always nicely combed, not to mention they all got their nails trimmed and manicured at the same salon," Spencer explained.

"But that doesn't explain why you said he looked at me like that at the bar last night."

"I don't think he was looking at you. He was looking at me."

"Garcia, do you have addresses?" Y/N asked as she and Spencer walked out of the coroner's office and over to the SUV.

"Uh-huh. Get this: Ian and Charlie moved into a house together at 1280 Granby Avenue on the exact same day.

"They're the perfect duo. His kills are naturally clean, her kills are clean because she has OCD, and they don't get in each other's way because they don't share a sexual orientation," Y/N observed, buckling her seatbelt.

"Guys, I just tracked Charlie's cell. It pinged off the cell tower nearest to Matty's Bar," Penelope explained.

"Thanks, Garcia," Spencer said as Y/N sped off.

"No problem."

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"Spencer!"

Spencer practically shoved Charlie into the police car before running back into the bar to find his partner. "Y/N?!" he called back.

Silence.

He ran toward the back, assuming that was most likely where Y/N had run into Ian. "Y/N?!" he called out again.

Nothing.

Finally, Spencer ran into the kitchen area, only to see Y/N tied up and Ian holding a gun to her head.

"You don't wanna do that."

"Give me one good reason," Ian smirked, cocking the gun.

Y/N continued to silently cry, tears soaking her cheeks and the cloth Ian had shoved in her mouth.

"You want recognition for the murders, right? You'll never get that if you kill Agent Y/L/N because then I'd have to kill you."

"Who's to say you'd shoot me quick enough? Clearly she couldn't," he remarked.

Spencer glanced at Y/N, noticing her gun was still holstered. He knew he shouldn't have suggested going in calm and collected. "That's because she never pulled her gun on you. I already have mine out and cocked. I can shoot you way faster than you can Y/L/N."

"Hmm," Ian hummed, glancing at the gun in his hand.

Spencer worked quicker, shooting Ian before he had a chance to do the same to Y/N.

He ran over to check his pulse, making sure he wasn't still alive, before untying Y/N and removing the cloth from her mouth.

Y/N fell into Spencer's arms, crying into his shoulder. She wrapped her arms tightly around his torso, wanting to feel any kind of comfort she could after almost getting killed.

"Hey, shh, it's OK. I've got you," he told her, rubbing small circles in her back.

"I like seeing you like this," Y/N sighed randomly.

"What?" Spencer asked, leaning back to look down at her.

"I like seeing the real you. Not that fake persona you put on at work," she explained. "I'm just sad I had to see it for the first time like this."

Spencer didn't know why, but he felt compelled to kiss her head. Hesitantly, he left a small peck on her scalp, going back to rubbing her back. "Me, too."

☆☆☆

"So?" Y/N and Spencer asked in unison as they sat in Hotch's office.

"Well, you both proved yourself very worthy of the promotion on this last case."

They both nodded in agreement.

"But, I think it would be unfair to choose just one of you for the position," Hotch explained.

"Don't be silly, Hotch. Reid was the one who figured out it was a team of unsubs," Y/N rejected.

"Y/N was the one that figured out they were working at Matty's. I think she deserves the position."

"I think you both deserve it," Hotch mentioned again, "Which is why I'm promoting both of you."

Y/N's and Spencer's faces alike turned to looks of shock. "Are you serious?!" Y/N practically yelled.

"Seriously, Hotch?!" Spencer asked in surprise.

"Yes, I think you're both very capable of holding the position and are both extremely deserving of the raise."

"Thank you so much," they spoke in unison again.

The two headed out of Hotch's office, sneaking off into the empty round table room.

After making sure no one could see them, Y/N closed the door, immediately wrapping herself around Spencer once she knew it was shut.

"Mmm, congrats," Spencer said against her lips, propping his hands under her butt so she wouldn't fall.

"You too," she giggled, her legs tangled up behind his hips.

Y/N hopped off of Spencer, untangling her legs but leaving her arms rested around his shoulders.

"Who knew a fake engagement and a petty rivalry over a promotion would lead to something like this?" Spencer chuckled, pushing Y/N's hair out of her face.

"Hopefully not Hotch," she laughed, leaving another kiss on his lips.

"Actually, I was a little suspecting of it," they heard Rossi mentioned from the doorway.

Immediately detaching themselves from one another, Y/N scrambled away from Spencer.

Spencer cleared his throat awkwardly. "Rossi, I-"

"Hey, I won't say anything if you guys don't," he chuckled, "After all, I am the reason half of the rules on employee fraternization exist."

And with that, Rossi closed the door behind him and left.

"He's gonna tell the whole team, isn't he?" Y/N asked sarcastically.

"Yep," he agreed, taking Y/N back into his arms. He moved one hand to lift her head, leaving a short peck on her lips.

"Mmm, might as well give them something to talk about," she remarked, going in for another kiss.

"I like seeing you like this," he commented, smirking against her lips.

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Hi, Cate! I know I already said this once but I'm gonna say it again: I am so so sorry this took so long!! I hope she was well worth the wait though, I had a lot of fun writing it either way 🤣

Anyway, thank you for the request! I hope you enjoyed!

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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hi i sent an ask about a blurb with 💌 📞 “ It feels so nice to hold you.” and 🌲

i’m sorry i forgot to put who i wanted it with but can you do it with spencer?

anon, i am so so sorry this took me so long to answer but i hope it was worth it!!

(gonna explain more after the imagine so stick around for a full explanation)

💌 - Colleagues to Lovers

📞 - Confessing Their Feelings

[F] 7. "It feels so nice to hold you."

🌲 - mutual pining

"To Hold You" ~ S. Reid

Summary: Y/N gets kidnapped, Spencer helps them cope, and that's the fic.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!Reader (no pronouns used)

Word Count: 1,968

Content Warning: details of Y/N's kidnapping and torture, mentions of blood, mentions of knives, mentions of hospitals, two uses of "Oh, my God"

Genre: Angst and a whole lotta Hurt/Comfort

Extra Notes: none that i can think of

Takes Place: around a year after Maeve's death but not explicitly stated. it's not explicitly stated but it's supposed to be around January or February of 2014.

Originally Written: 05/18/2022

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"Oh, thank God," Spencer let out as he ran over to me, wrapping me up in a tight hug.

One hand rested in the middle of my back while the other held my head. His palm felt like it was the size of my entire head.

I attempted to calm myself as I embraced the silence, something I hadn't heard in 24 hours.

I'd heard horror stories about getting kidnapped and tortured. Hell, I saw it every day I was on the field. But I never imagined it would ever happen to me.

"It feels so nice to hold you," I got out, sniffling as I leaned into Spencer's chest.

I could hear him swallow, most likely swallowing down the same tears I'd tried to swallow down throughout the past day.

His breathing became shallow as he let go of me. "I'm never leaving you again," he said. No, he promised. His words were a declaration, not an empty threat.

I stayed silent as helped me into the ambulance.

Just like he said, he didn't leave me that whole night. Through the ambulance ride, through every doctor's evaluation, through the x-ray, and through the process of the E.R. doctor putting my cast on.

"You don't have to do this, you know," I told him as he drove me home.

"Are you kidding, Y/N? It's almost three in the morning and I'm the reason you-" he stopped himself. I knew what he was trying to say, he didn't have to finish.

I guess he technically had been the reason the unsub took me, but neither of us assumed it would happen. After all, we'd split up before to cover more ground when investigating an unsub's house.

He interrupted my thoughts with a distracting breath. "Y/N, almost seven years ago, I was kidnapped in almost the exact same manner you were. JJ was with me that night. I told her we should split up to cover more ground… and I got kidnapped," he brought up, swallowing nervously. "And I said I would never make that same mistake again because I couldn't…" he paused, a couple tears falling from his eyes, "I couldn't bear the thought of the same thing happening to one of my coworkers. Much less someone I love."

"Spencer, this isn't-"

"Yes, it is, Y/N. You got kidnapped because of me."

I took a deep breath, though it felt as though no air actually entered my lungs. "I know this isn't the healthiest way to cope but can we please talk about this later? I really don't want him to be the last thing I talk about before I get home."

Spencer nodded, focused intently on the road in front of him. After a moment of silence, Spencer chuckled, "Green's a good color for your cast."

I suddenly had a flashback to that E.R. exam room. In the moment, I wasn't quite sure why I'd picked green. I'd originally chalked it up to picking a random color off the top of my head. But, when Spencer mentioned it, I remembered it was his favorite color. I remembered having a brief thought about that at the E.R. as well.

I pondered for a moment, wondering just how many things I'd done because they reminded me of Spencer.

I couldn't lie, I wasn't expecting Spencer to be the topic of my thoughts when I decided I needed to compartmentalize everything that had happened. I wasn't complaining, though. After all, I loved him and he loved me.

"Oh, my God. He said he loved me," I realized all the sudden.

"Did you hear me?" he asked, breaking me away from my inner monologue.

I shook off my thoughts by nodding my head. "Sorry, I was distracted," I answered. "Yeah, green's a good color," I confirmed, feeling rather awkward from the direction our small talk had headed.

As Spencer turned onto my block, I could see my apartment building in the distance.

"Are you sure you don't need anyone to stay with you tonight? JJ and Penelope are good at this kind of stuff. I could-"

"It's OK, Spence, really," I answered. "I think I need to be alone right now."

Soon enough, he'd walked me up to my apartment, making sure I was OK about five more times before finally leaving.

I closed the door after he left, blinking for a split second.

He was there, holding the same knife he'd stabbed me repeatedly with.

I opened my eyes as quickly as I could, not wanting to lock eyes with my captor any more than I had to.

I felt my breathing become heavy as I felt something like a presence behind me. I reached around for my gun, unholstering it as I quickly turned.

Nothing.

As I sat down on the couch, I buried my face in my hands, tears beginning to slip from my eyes.

The feeling of the rope around my hands, the pressure of the steel entering my side, the sound of his maniacal, egotistical laugh, all of it filled all of my senses.

My chest became heavy as I pulled out my phone, the sound of his laugh still filling my ears as I dialed Spencer's number.

"He can't save you, you know," his voice taunted, reverberating off of the four walls I called home.

"Hey, Spence-"

"I'm still here. Would you like me to come in for a little bit?" he asked, already knowing what I needed.

"Please," I managed to get out through my quiet cries.

Almost immediately, I heard knocking on my front door.

I knew it was overdramatic, but I hesitated to look through the peephole. Of course it was Spencer. Who else would be knocking on my door at three in the morning?

Yet somehow, I'd never felt more relief than when I saw Spencer on the other side of that peephole.

I barely got the door open before falling into his arms and letting everything out. "He's everywhere," I told him, water spewing from my eyes and onto his sweater.

"I know," he replied, rubbing circles on my back. He situated us so that we were both fully inside the apartment, closing the door behind us. "Is it OK if I lock the door?"

I couldn't form any other words, but I was able to manage a nod of the head. Despite Spencer being there to protect me, I still hadn't been able to close my eyes.

Spencer dropped his go bag from his hand and reached around to lock the door. His other arm was still wrapped around me, like he never wanted to stop touching me.

"How long will I see him?" I asked.

"A while," he answered. "Healing isn't linear. I'm not sure how long it will take you to cope," he said honestly.

Spencer always knew the right thing to say, whether he knew it or not. That was one of the things I loved most about him.

"Oh, my God. He loves me too," I thought again.

He broke away from me hesitantly, like he didn't want to break away from me. I couldn't tell if it was for his sake or mine, but either way, I didn't want him to break away either.

"I know it's going to be hard, but you should try and get some sleep. Your body needs plenty of melatonin so your circadian rhythm will be in balance, that way you can heal properly," he told me. "Not that you asked. I'm sorry I'm rambling."

I managed a giggle, the first one in what felt like a month. "It's alright. I like hearing your voice."

A small tint of red appeared on his cheeks as he scratched the nape of his neck awkwardly.

I took an apprehensive breath, unsure how to say my next question. "Spence, will you sleep in my room?" was somehow what I landed on.

He gulped nervously. "Are you sure?"

"I have a blow-up mattress if you'd rather take that, but I have a king-sized bed so there's plenty of room for both of us if you don't feel like blowing up the mattress."

He nodded as he picked his go-bag up from beside the door. "I'm just gonna go change. I'll be gone for a minute. I promise I won't leave you again."

I nodded quietly, following him to my bedroom.

As he closed the door, I decided to distract myself by changing my own clothes. After successfully changing, I stared at my dirty clothes on the floor. The dried blood stains from my stab wounds, the smell of sweat and tears soaked into the fabric, the memory of it clinging to my body when what I needed most was to be free.

"I'm coming back in," Spencer said from the other side of the bathroom door.

"Yeah," I whispered just loud enough for him to hear, quickly tossing my clothes into the hamper across the room.

The next thing I knew, we were in bed, lying as far from each other as possible. I was pretty sure Spencer was already asleep, I could've sworn I heard snoring at one point.

I, on the other hand, was only about fifteen seconds away from sleep when it happened again.

"You thought you could escape me in your sleep?" he taunted, holding up the knife and strutting toward me. "You poor thing. You'll never be able to escape me."

"No!" I screamed. "No, please, no!"

"Y/N!" I heard as he shook me awake.

My chest heaved up and down, up and down, as I tried to catch my breath again. I was convinced the room was closing in on me—the more I tried to take a breath, the less air actually entered my lungs. "I can't take this anymore!" I cried. "It's been 30 hours and I already wanna give up!"

"Hey, shh, it's OK. I've got you," Spencer attempted to calm me, wrapping his arms around me.

I leaned back against his chest, not wanting to soak any more of his clothes with my tears.

"He can't hurt you anymore. He's dead," he told me.

I suppose the statement tried to relieve me, even if it did only last for a split second. "Did that help?" I asked honestly, scooting away so I could face him.

"What?"

"Did that help? Telling yourself Tobias Hankel was dead?"

He stayed silent, like he was pondering how he should answer my question. After a moment, he shook his head, almost like he was disappointed that that was his answer.

"Can you hold me?" I blurted out. "Physical touch seems to be the only thing that's helped."

He nodded, wrapping his arms around me again. For the first time that whole night, his breathing was steady, and I couldn't help but wonder if I'd done that.

I thought about what he'd said, "Much less someone I love." I wondered if love was strong enough to help a person through what I'd been through. I wondered if love was what got him through his kidnapping, if it got him through Maeve's death.

"It feels nice to hold you," I said for the second time that night, taking in the feeling of his skin against mine.

"You too," he replied, resting his chin atop my head.

I took a deep breath, reveling in the feeling of air actually filling up my lungs. "Spence, I know that now is probably the worst time to bring this up, but I think-" I stopped myself, "No, I know. Spencer, I love you."

"I love you too."

"Please don't ever leave me again," I practically begged, "On duty or off."

He left a small kiss on my hairline, pulling me in even closer than we already were. "I promise."

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And now, for the explanation.

I started this like almost as soon as you put in the request (i honestly don't even know how long ago that was, i'm so sorry), but nothing ever felt right. I wrote and wrote and wrote and nothing ever felt good enough. So, I stopped working on it for a few days, erased what little bit I had, and then this happened. This is by far one of those moments where "good things come to those who wait" because it's genuinely my favorite Spencer imagine in a long time.

Anyway, the reason I'm just now posting it instead of posting it the day I wrote it like the others is because I needed a Spence imagine for this week since I didn't get a chance to finish anything else college prep has been so stressful i'm so sorry y'all

But yeah, I hope this clears everything up and I hope you enjoyed! I hope it was worth the wait!

also lil psa, y'all feel welcome to keep sending prompts and stuff from the 300 celebration! i just hit 400 so think of it as a lil celebration for that too! i don't think i'm gonna do anymore celebrations until my 6 month mark but if yall have any ideas for 500 since that's a pretty big deal, feel free to send me those ideas too!

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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Im requesting again sorry but ily and couldn’t resist. The minute I saw my favorite corny trope I had to request. congrats once again! The build a blurb thing is so cool y’all.

1. Friends to Lovers

2. Only One Bed

Prompts:

“You're unbelievably cute when you're tired."

"It feels so nice to hold you."

Can I also get mutual pining and/or first kiss?

And ofc y’all know I’m requesting our dear samuel winchester.

Thank you love and I will definitely be filling out that moot form soon!

"When Pigs Fly" ~ S. Winchester

*i hate using gifs that aren't rectangular but this gif is too cute to not use*

Summary: When Sam and Y/N are forced to share a bed, the two start to question just how close of friends they really are…

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,266

Content Warning: mild sexual humor, a tiny mention of food

Genre: Friends to Lovers (duh), Mutual Pining, and a whole bunch of tooth-rotting Fluff

Extra Notes: i didn't realize how bad i was at writing pining so i'm gonna apologize now if it's bad

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"I call dibs on the single!" Dean shouted upon entering the motel room, plopping himself onto the bed in a starfish position.

"And why exactly do you get the single bed?" Y/N sassed, one hand on her hip.

"Because I'm the oldest and because I said so," he grinned cheekily.

"Well, then who gets the double?" she asked.

"Easy. You guys can share."

Y/N rolled her eyes, but reluctantly walked over to the bed and threw her bag down. She considered that it wasn't the first time they'd had to share a bed, in fact, they'd had to do it multiple times in college.

Sam seemed hesitant, but then again, she'd just chalked it up to him being a gentleman. Though she wondered sometimes if it was because he felt as nervous around her as she did around him, she'd pretty much convinced herself that he'd never feel the same way she did.

"I can take the couch," Sam offered.

Almost too quickly, Y/N blurted out, "No, Sam, the bed is big enough for both of us."

He silently nodded, walking over to the bed and placing his bag down as well.

"I call dibs on the shower," they spoke in sync, both looking through their overnight bags at the same time.

"You can go first," Y/N said, looking up at him.

"No, it's OK, you go," he insisted.

"Suit yourself."

And with that, Y/N took off for the bathroom, toiletries and pajamas in hand.

As Sam continued to unpack his things, he felt a certain set of green eyes looking at him. "What, Dean?"

"You might as well share the shower too, Sammy," he giggled from his own bed.

After successfully throwing and hitting Dean with one of the pillows on the bed, Sam sighed, "Of all people, why did I have to get stuck with you?"

"You think you got it bad? I have to sit here and watch you to subconsciously flirt with each other while thinking the other person hates you," Dean commented. "And that is very painful."

"Shh, she can probably hear us," Sam whispered.

"Just tell her!"

"Yeah, when pigs fly."

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A couple hours had passed and Dean was sound asleep in his own bed. Y/N and Sam had stayed up doing research on the current creature they were hunting, but eventually decided to get some sleep themselves.

Originally, the two had been lying as far apart as they could without rolling off the bed, but as soon as Sam fell asleep, Y/N quickly learned he was a cuddler.

At one point, he'd even had his arm thrown over her stomach, but Y/N managed to wiggle away, for fear of him waking up like that.

She lay awake, staring at the ceiling and wondering how in the world those two could fall asleep so quickly. She felt like she'd been staring at the ceiling and counting sheep for hours.

"It feels so nice to hold you," was what broke her from her thoughts.

She blinked a few times, trying to process the words Sam had just mumbled in his sleep. She played it off, assuming he'd been dreaming about someone else, anyone but herself.

"It feels really nice to hold you," he mumbled again, almost like he was making sure she heard him that time.

"You too," she whispered back, though she didn't know if he'd heard her or not since he never replied.

Finally having settled into his touch again, Y/N convinced herself that cuddling with Sam wasn't so bad, and the thought of that was enough to finally send her to sleep.

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"Rise and shine, ladies and gents," Dean greeted them the next morning.

Immediately upon stirring awake, Y/N realized it was now her arm over Sam's stomach. As quickly as she could, she rolled away, embarrassed that Dean had found her like that.

"What time is it?" she complained, smashing her pillow over her head to hide her eyes from the sun.

"Like 9:00," he laughed. "I'm gonna go get some brekky so I'll be back in a few," he said before heading out the door.

Y/N attempted to roll out of bed, but was stopped by a strong arm being thrown around her hips and pulling her back in.

"Sam-"

"Mmm, five more minutes," he groaned.

With a sigh, Y/N answered, "Fine, but only five. Dean's gonna kill us if we sleep all day again."

"Hey, last time was his fault," Sam mumbled, followed by a yawn, "He shouldn't have taken us out for all-you-can-drink tequila."

Y/N quietly giggled at his words, settling back into his embrace.

The two lay in silence, enjoying the other's company more than they'd ever know. Y/N noted that Sam still somehow smelled like his aftershave, though it had been at least twelve hours since he'd applied it. Meanwhile, Sam observed that Y/N's hair smelled strongly of her vanilla shampoo, one of his favorite scents he'd ever inhaled.

Suddenly, Y/N found herself blabbing, "You know, you're unbelievably cute when you're tired." Immediately, she covered her mouth with her hand, unsure how she'd let that slip. She found herself trying to cover it up by saying, "I mean, cute in a puppy way. I'd never watch you sleep if you were cute in a human way. You're cute like a German Shepherd," she continued, "Oh no, this is way worse. I'm gonna stop talking."

"Well," Sam started as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, "I think you're really cute when you're tired too."

Y/N's eyes lit up when she processed his sentence. "Really?"

"Like a German Shepherd," he nodded bashfully. "Unless…"

"Unless what?" she asked.

"Unless you want me to mean it less German Shepherd-y," he chuckled, still scratching at his neck.

"I'd like that a lot actually."

The two looked away from each other, not knowing they were feeling the exact same butterflies floating around in their respective tummies. Y/N felt the sudden urge to lean over and kiss him, but for fear of embarrassment, she held back. Unbeknownst to her, Sam was thinking the same thing, but he also held himself back.

"Would you two man up and kiss each other already?!" Dean grumbled.

Y/N jumped back, nearly going through the headboard. "Dean, you scared me."

"When did you get back anyway?" Sam asked, nearly under his breath.

"Long enough to know that you two are clearly experiencing some sexual tension."

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's statement before looking back over to Y/N.

"Well?"

"Well what?" Sam chuckled at her question.

"Aren't you gonna kiss me?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

Y/N felt a thousand fireworks go off around her when Sam lips collided with hers. She felt a tinge of embarrassment when she remembered she hadn't brushed her teeth yet, but the feelings ignited by the fact that her best friend was finally kissing her was enough to outweigh it.

Sam knew it was cheesy to say, but he too felt sparks flying when their lips connected. Sam had kissed a few girls in his lifetime, but he knew one thing after kissing Y/N: she was the only one he ever wanted to kiss again.

"Took you long enough, Sammy," Dean chuckled once the pair finally parted.

"I agree," Sam and Y/N giggled in sync.

"Hey, I just have one question," Dean started.

"What's that?" Sam replied, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Does this mean pigs are flying now?"

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Thank you so much for this request! This one was really cute and super fun to write and I hope you enjoyed!

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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ofwilliamandwalter's 300 followers celebration!

First of all, I wanna say a huge thank you to all of you guys, gals, and non-binary pals! I would never have thought I'd have this many followers in less than four months. I'm so thankful for each and every single one of you and whether you're my first follower or my newest follower or anyone in between, I love and cherish you so so so much!

Second of all, to celebrate all of you beautiful people, I've come up with a few lil ways we can celebrate together! Now, these are heavily inspired by the recent celebratory posts that @radiant-reid and @writer-in-theory have posted recently (congrats to both of you on your milestones!) So, I wanna give full credit to them for these ideas, I just put my own lil "Emmy" twist on things.

WRITING

This first lil section is where you can ask for a build-a-blurb! I've made my own lil custom build-a-blurb prompt list which you'll be able to find below. I hope you all go wild with this one, build-a-blurbs are always my favorite.

build-a-blurb prompts can be found here!

FANDOM ASKS

The next lil section is fandom asks! You can ask for pretty much any fandom you want, although I might not be able to answer, since there are obviously a ton of fandoms I'm not in. Pretty much all my fandoms are listed on my navigation page if you want some ideas for fandoms to send 🤗

🪴 - Kiss, Marry, Kill (send me 3 characters from any fandom of your choice and I'll tell you who I'd kiss, who I'd marry, and who I'd kill)

🍀 - Controversial Opinions (send me either a fandom or a specific character & I'll give you my controversial opinion on it)

🦎 - I Ship You With... (send me a random fact about yourself + your gender preference and I'll give you a character from one of my fandoms that you'd be cute with)

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GENERAL ASKS

Next section is general asks! These are gonna be questions about me specifically to help y'all get to know me better!

💎 - Assumptions (leave an assumption about me and I'll tell you if it's right, wrong, or partially true)

🦕 - Would You Rather (leave me two scenario and I'd tell you'd which I'd rather do. these can be fandom-related but can also just be about anything you want)

🧢 - Two Truths and One Lie (give me two things that are true about you and one thing that's a lie and I have to guess which one is the lie. Then, I'll leave three facts about me and you have to guess in the comments which one I lied about.)

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⛈️ - Let's Hear It! (send me an artist or a song that you're loving at the moment and i'll send you a song or an artist from my library that i think you'd enjoy)

Again, I just wanna say a huge thank you to all of you! This account couldn't and wouldn't be where it is today without all my lovely followers. I hope you guys enjoy all the prompts and questions I've listed, feel free to leave as many as you like (no srsly, spam it, i have nothing better to do)!

Send anything here!

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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what a surprise that I'm in your ask box again, who would've suspect that 😅 but I can't help but read your ask's answers so don't mind me, you know I adore you 💕

okay, so first I want ⛈️ one and for that I'm blessing you with Classic by MKTO (yes, that's an actual title lol)

⛈️ - Let's Hear It! (send me an artist or a song that you're loving at the moment and i'll send you a song or an artist from my library that i think you'd enjoy)

Hi, Ali! Don't feel bad for sending questions, I genuinely have nothing better to do with my time i don't have a job or school holding me down so pls occupy me and spam my box so feel free to send as many questions as you want!

I used to love this song when I was in middle school! It was actually a staple piece of my playlist back in like 2014 or 2015 when it was popular here in the States.

I'd say based on this song, you'd like The Driver Era! But if I had to send you a specific song, I'd say you like Feel You Now (my personal favorite song of theirs). It's a bit more pop punk than Classic but they could easily fall into the same category and I think you'd like it a lot.

come celebrate 300 followers with ofwilliamandwalter!

#asks #inbox #thanks moot!#ali ⚡️#ofwilliamandwalter's 300 celebration

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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yeah, well I got bored of pretending that I have better things to do than snoop around tumblr for hours and hours, so I'm back 🤗

this time I want to play 🦎 one!

I'm absolutely fine with either guy, girl or non-binary pal, I'm cancer with moon virgo and rising pisces and from time to time I enjoy digging up and watching movies with worst possible ratings and absolutely most abdurd plots in languages I don't even understand 🙃

🦎 - I Ship You With... (send me a random fact about yourself + your gender preference and I'll give you a character from one of my fandoms that you'd be cute with)

I actually have two for you because I think this fits well with two different characters!

The first one I'm gonna say is Spencer Reid! The only thing I couldn't see about this is the fact that I just could never see him with a cancer 😂 but, i think the virgo moon makes up for it and I think you guys would get along very well!

The second is Edward Cullen! I could truly see him doing this, I think Edward would be the type of guy to watch a movie just to make fun of it 🤣

also side note, i promise i've been working on your build-a-blurb, you haven't been forgotten! i've had a long day filled with college/university related stuff so i haven't much time to work on it but i'm going to try and get it posted later!

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congratulations on 300!! 🎉🖤

for the celebration 💚 - top 5

who are your top 5 criminal minds characters? :)

aaahh, thank you so much!

This one is super hard for me because I love all the characters for different reasons 😭😩

Of course, stereotypical, but I'd say my overall favorite is Spencer. Spencer has made me feel things that no other character has ever made feel. Only for this boy would I start verbally squeeeeeing at 1 am because he was talking about his mom guilty as charged = me literally last night. I love him with my whole heart, he makes me the happiest I've ever felt.

I'd say Penelope! We have a lot of traits in common, we both have the same Myers Briggs type, I've headcanoned that she's a leo (I am also a leo), and we both get really geeky at times about the things we love. plus we're both in love with himbos

My girl, Emily! I see a lot of myself in her and I relate to her in a lot of ways. Plus, there's no other character I'd rather share a name with 😌💅

I think I'll say Elle next. I always get sad that she was only there for a season, I really liked her. I love how sassy she was but also how sweet she could be at times. I loved her a lot!

Finally, I think I'll say Derek. I love how he is with Penelope, he always makes me wish I had a guy best friend. There's lots to love about Derek 🥰

Honorable mentions: Ashley and Alex! I LOVED Ashley, she was definitely one of my favorites and I miss her a lot. I'm currently still in the seasons with Alex but ik I'm gonna miss her a lot when she leaves. I love Alex so much, she makes me really happy and reminds me of my mom in a lot of ways.

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Celebrate 300 Followers with ofwilliamandwalter!!

First off, I wanna clarify by saying I do not own any of these prompts. They were found all around this app and were written by many amazing creators that were not me. All rights go to the original authors.

The only thing special about this prompts list is that I came up with the emoji code. Other than that, these prompts and tropes were inspired by other creators' amazing works.

Disclaimer: you can mix and match this however you like. Feel free to pick multiple tropes or prompts if you want, but also don't feel obligated!

Another disclaimer: I can do these for any fandom listed in the likes section of this post or this post, so please clarify who you'd like your imagine to be about!

Please pick...

1. A Trope

❤️‍🔥 - Enemies to Lovers

💌 - Colleagues to Lovers

💞 - Friends to Lovers

💘 - Fake Dating/Engagement

❤️‍🩹 - Forbidden Love

💙 - Dad!AU

🤍 - Accidental Marriage

2. A Scenario/Setting

🎒 - Meet Cute

🛹 - Meet Weird

🧨 - Having An Argument

✈️ - Making Up

🚀 - Forced Proximity

☁️ - Only One Bed

📞 - Confessing Their Feelings

🔎 - Blind Date

☕️ - Coffee Shop AU

🩺 - Sick Fic

3. A Prompt or Two (or several idc)

Fluff

1. "You're unbelievably cute when you're tired."

2. "Have I told you I love you today?"

3. "I think I know what that smile means."

4. "You give the best hugs."

5. "For me? You shouldn't have."

6. "Do you love me?"

7. "It feels so nice to hold you."

8. "Just you and me."

9. "I believe in you."

10. "I'll be here as long as you need me."

11. "If I do it, you have to promise to kiss me."

12. "Your nose is just so... boop-able."

13. "You're lucky you're cute."

14. "Oh, look, a blush."

15. "Look at you, making me fumble over my words."

Angst

1. "I can't believe you sometimes!"

2. "Don't you dare walk away from me!"

3. "I can't do this anymore."

4. "How does that make it OK?"

5. "Don't touch me."

6. "It hurts but I'll live."

7. "I asked you not to do this, but you did it anyway."

8. "Please leave me alone."

9. "You don't even sound like yourself anymore."

10. "Please, answer me!"

11. "I think I've heard enough."

12. "It's alright, I'm not gonna let go."

13. "Just look at me."

14. "They won't take you away from me ever again."

15. "Just be honest with me."

Suggestive

1. "Is that an invitation?"

2. "This is wrong on so many levels."

3. "Shut up." "Make me."

4. "They're gone."

5. "You never let me down."

6. "Come kiss me."

7. "You're irresistible."

8. "If you refuse to make a move, I will."

9. "Are you checking me out?" "Like a book."

10. "Eager are we?"

11. "You've got goosebumps."

12. "Let me close the door first."

13. "My shirt looks way better on you."

14. "You didn't lock the door?"

15. "I like seeing you like this."

4. Any Extra Stuff

🌈 - Grumpy x Sunshine

🔑 - Roommates AU

🔺️ - Love Triangle

🪄 - Love Potion

🧸 - Hurt/Comfort

🌲 - Mutual Pining

🍒 - First Kiss

🩹 - Tending Wounds

Please keep in mind that while I did feature suggestive prompts, I do not currently feel comfortable writing anything past make-out scenes so please don't be upset if something isn't as smutty as you wanted it to be.

As I always say, I will include CW's in the blurbs but if I missed anything that should've had a CW/TW, please DM me or leave a comment and tell me! All CW's are valid.

↳ Spencer Reid icon in collage by @catsadams

↳ Sam Winchester icon in collage by @natashowlet

↳ middle photo in collage is from Pinterest. all rights go to the original owner.

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⛈️-Strain Your Brain by the Rockafire Explosion 😌

(If you need a serious song, I've been seriously into Abracadabra by the Steve Miller band and Mony Mony by Billy Idol, but you know this already)

⛈️ - Let's Hear It! (send me an artist or a song that you're loving at the moment and i'll send you a song or an artist from my library that i think you'd enjoy)

I - 😃

OK, idek how to begin to answer the first one, I think you'd be better off doing your own research on the RAE one 🤣

Ummm, as for the other two, I'm having a hard time coming up with something that you'd like because your music taste is so niche 😭 i really just wanna say Heat Of The Moment and called it a day 🤣

You know what, I'm gonna take this time to once again recommend to you, CATFISH AND THE BOTTLEMEN!!! I definitely feel like they have a classic rock type vibe that you'd love, plus they're kinda similar to Arctic Monkeys in a way so since you like WYOCMYH? I could definitely see you like some Catfish stuff, but especially their album The Balance.

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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🪴- but it's Yancy, Wilford, and Dr. Iplier <3

(Since I'm your sister, you have to answer this even though you aren't in the markiplier fandom 😌)

🪴 - Kiss, Marry, Kill (send me 3 characters from any fandom of your choice and I'll tell you who I'd kiss, who I'd marry, and who I'd kill)

dang bestie, not even a "congratulations" 😭✋🏻

OK but this was too easy for me

Kiss Yancy i feel like he's a good kisser don't @ me

Marry Dr. Iplier he a doctor so he prob gots money

Kill Wilford mostly bc i feel like it would be boss battle style and be really funny to experience

Anyway yeah, I knew the answer to this as soon as you listed the candidates 🤣

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🦎 - I Ship You With... (send me a random fact about yourself + your gender preference and I'll give you a character from one of my fandoms that you'd be cute with)

Okay so whenever I did something really stupid, it's either I'll laugh it off or make a sarcastic remarks about myself (it's considered as a new core memory for me) and will spill to my friends or my family 🤣

My gender preference is male btw 💕

a bit of a random one, but I think I'd ship you with Ron in the later years of Harry Potter, specifically OOTP and HBP!! I think he's the type to also just laugh off his embarrassment so yall could bond over it!

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For your 300 follower celebration (huge congrats!!)

🪴- Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson and Niall Horan

🦎- my fun facts are- I'm giving you more than one because I'm indecisive- I did ballet for years, my favorite movie ever is Love Actually, and I'm an Aries Sun, a Leo moon, and an Aries rising

I'm going to send you another ask but congrats on 300 !!

🪴 - Kiss, Marry, Kill (send me 3 characters from any fandom of your choice and I'll tell you who I'd kiss, who I'd marry, and who I'd kill)

🦎 - I Ship You With... (send me a random fact about yourself + your gender preference and I'll give you a character from one of my fandoms that you'd be cute with)

Thank you, Cate! Congrats on your recent milestone as well!

🪴 - This is such a hard one because they all mean the absolute world to me. Obviously, I'm gonna say Marry Niall. He has given me comfort like no other person has and I honestly think he'd be the best husband out of all the boys. I think I'm gonna say Kiss Louis and K!ll Harry (Harry, I'm so sorry!!) I love Harry, I just think me and Louis would get along better since our personalities are similar in a lot of ways plus he's a sag cusp so I think I'll kiss Louis.

🦎 - AAAHHHH, I love a fellow fire sign! I also have leo in my big three and my mom actually has leo and aries in her big three (yall actually share a rising!) Anyway, before I get on that tangent, I'll carry on with the fact that I have never seen Love Actually but to my knowledge, it's a cheesy rom-com.

These two facts combined, I think I'll ship you with Derek from Criminal Minds! I could definitely see him being into a fire sign woman that might just be his gemini showing and I could definitely see him loving a good rom-com, cuddling up with his girl on the couch, and a whole lotta popcorn.

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🍀 - Controversial

I wouldn't say I hate her, but I really really dislike Haley in Criminal Minds. Her reasons for divorcing Hotch were justified I guess but idk, it seemed like she wanted him to bend over backward for her. This could very well be the writers not doing her justice (which is sadly a common occurance) whatever it is I don't like her lmao

Hi, Cat!! 🤠

I'd have to say, I definitely agree with this to an extent. I actually really liked Haley and I did feel like her actions were justified. Especially after Jack was born, I can definitely understand why she felt the need to get her son out of there because I've seen how toxic the back and forth can be for children, especially in the sense of seeing one parent all the time and then the other one coming into your life in random spurts. However, I do agree that there were times where she nitpicked Hotch and wanted him to do things for her that were totally out of the question (like when she was basically forcing him to take the 9-5 job even though he didn't want it).

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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Congrats on 300 follwers!! Your follower celebration seems really fun and is very well organized! Can I please get a 🦎? I'd prefer a male please!

You seem to be into typology so I figured I'd just mention my placements! I'm a taurus sun, gemini moon and scorpio rising, my mbti is infp and my enneagram is 4w3 and I'm a ravenclaw!

Thank you very much! I hope you have a lovely day <333

🦎 - I Ship You With... (send me a random fact about yourself + your gender preference and I'll give you a character from one of my fandoms that you'd be cute with)

Aaahhh, thank you so much, anon!

First, I'd just like to say you already seem like a fun person with your taurus sun and your infp personality!! I love taurus and I love infp so I already love your personality 🤣❤️

I'd say based on the traits that these things have in common, you're probably chaotic around people you know but really shy around new people me too bestie.

I'd say based on that, I'd give you Dean from Supernatural!! I could definitely see him with someone who is sort of the opposite of him love me some opposites attract 😩. He's very chaotic around everyone but has a hard time sharing his feelings with people he trusts so I feel like yall would definitely balance each other out. Also since you're a ravenclaw, I'm gonna stereotype you as smart and I feel like I could see Dean with someone who's super smart since he's a himbo sometimes.

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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EMMY CONGRATS!!!! Y’all this is so cool ily sm. You deserve it all! Alright ima request a

🦎 - I Ship You With...

A random fact about me is that I will sleep at 10 PM but then I’ll wake up randomly at 4 AM to either read a chapter of the current book i’m reading or a fanfic like one on yours and then fall asleep again. Ik it’s random af. Gender preference is either male or females

Thank you once again for your amazing work!

thank you, you're too sweet 🥺❤️

I feel like you're gonna eat my response to your fact right on up 🤣 I think I'd ship you with *drumroll* 🥁🥁🥁

Sam Winchester!!

I truly feel like Sam is also the type of guy to go to bed early just so he can wake up really early to read a book mostly bc he knows 4 am is the only time he can read anything without Dean trying to distract him .

I think if I were to ship with you someone from another fandom, it would be Spencer from Criminal Minds. He definitely goes to bed early when he can just so he can get up before work and spend his morning with a good breakfast and a great book.

also, side note, what a relatable fact!! i feel like i'm definitely gonna use this trick when i start college in the fall 🤣

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