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madmanwonder · 2 months

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Crossover Fusion: Law And Crime: Police Officer & Thief AU

When JNPR Thieves comes to the museum to get some art... Seras is ready to deal with them. All of them... except Jaune who uses this opportunity to distract her with his magic. In fact he wants them to make out in the broom closet while his teammates are taking the art away. Seras shouldn't... but can she truly say no to Jaune when he continues to pull at her heartstrings like that?

(2-Koma) (Flirting) (Make Out) (Moral Degradation)

"Freeze dirtbag!" Jaune smiled under his mask as he turned around to look at the drop-dead gorgerous vampire girl who was aiming her giant rifle at him, glowing red eyes set in a stern glare. "Put your hands in the air or face the firm hand of justice-"

"You look beautiful under the moonlight, My Seras~"

X-xx-X

"MMmm~!" Seras moaned into the lips of Jaune Arc, leader of thieving group "Team JNPR (Juniper)", her hands on his firm chiseled chest, his large, powerful and flexible hands on her wide child-bearing hips.

She knew that Mr.Arc was distracting her while the rest of his team was stealing away the priceless arts in the museum...but she cannot bring herself to care or stop them.

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therealmofamorus · 6 months

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Alpha Male Stud: Thief and Police Officer

Ying is on patrol to protect a jewelry store, when Jaune sneaks in because he wanted to see her and have sex. She wants to take this serious since it is her job, but his smoothness wins her over, and not like anyone will steal while they are fucking. But that is exactly what happens, because while Jaune is fucking Ying in the restroom, his group is jacking the place. All while the oblivious Ying calls herself a bad cop for her love, not realizing how true that is.

Manipulation; 2-Koma; Sex

Ying Branwen is on patrol to protect a jewelry store rumored to be the next hit of the mysterious phantom thief who been hitting every single jewelry store in Vale.

Sensing a presence in the store, Ying took out her gun and aim it to the direction of the presence...only to see Jaune Arc standing by the door, a smile on his cute boyish face.

Ying: Jaune? What the fuck are you doing here?

Jaune: *Charming* I came to see my Raven Princess...and to have sex with you~

The lean, but brawny and broad-shouldered blonde move closer to the dark-haired, amber-eyed beauty who face turn into nice shade of red.

Ying: *Flustered* I-I can't have sex with you now. I'm on the job now and I need my full attention on-

X—xx—X

CLAP! SMACK! CLAP! SMACK! CLAP! SMACK! CLAP! SMACK!

Ying: -COCK

Ying yelped as her amber eyes rolled deep into her eyelids as Jaune fuck her hard and fast with relentless determination and pinpoint precision. His hard, rough hands gripped her wide child-bearing hips in a tight, inescapable grip.

CLAP! SMACK! CLAP! SMACK! CLAP! SMACK! CLAP! SMACK!

Ying: Fuck! You are making this bad cop fuckin' cumming!

She was aware that she was neglecting to do her job in protecting the jewelry store from the skilled phantom thief, that she fall to quick to the smooth charm of her skilled lover...but she can take a little break in her job and indulged her with him.

Not like anyone going to steal anything right now...while she said those words and getting her dicking, Jaune crew was robbing the place blind.

#rwby #rwby smut #jaune arc #ying branwen #raven knight #alpha male stud au #alpha male stud au prompt #law and crime au #law and crime au prompt #officer au #criminal au #thief au #thief au prompt #criminal au prompt #officer au prompt #police au #police au prompt

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obsessedwithstarwars · 7 months

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Jazz is murdered in her Gotham apartment.

Red Hood is chasing the assailant and some bats come to help. Despite their best efforts, the assailant gets away. The bats have him cornered when he runs into the wall. Literally. He doesn’t come out the other side. They search everywhere but the assailant vanished without a trace.

Some weird government guys dressed in all white come and assess the scene. They are very official. Practically interrogating the officers on the scene and insisting on talking to the vigilantes who chased the assailant. After gathering all of the information they can, they tell their chief “The woman is dead. No, Phantom is not here. He was never here. No, she doesn’t appear to have become one of them.” They leave a card with GCPD to call in case anything changes. (Hood refers to them as “cryptic fuckers” or “dementor wannabes” from here on out)

Hood is pissed that the murderer got away, that secret government officials encroached on his territory, and that this woman seems to not be getting the justice she deserved. He knows how that feels. Not on his watch.

After Hood knows the autopsy has been completed, (he’s dealt with enough murder cases to gauge when it will be complete) he breaks into the morgue to take a look for himself. He opens the door to her slab, rolls her out and gets scared half to death when she thanks him for letting her out. She goes on to say she hasn’t figured out how to go intangible yet but Danny figured it out quick so it’s gotta be somewhat easy. Hood is trying his darnedest to not have a heart attack because she scared the crap outta him.

Meanwhile Danny’s wondering why he hasn’t heard from his sister in a few days.

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bunbunbl0gs · 4 months

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the-witchhunter · 5 months

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DP x DC Phantom Punk: Rowdy 3

Back on my Punk Danny agenda

So, Danny is not like your typical ghost, and thus, Dan and Dani, aren't either. Most ghosts can coast by naturally and just exist outside the GZ despite the lack of ectoplasm, as long as they don't go overboard

The Phantoms?

They need more. It's not normal to need that much ectoplasm, but after a series of incidents where both the Fanton's and Vlad's portals no longer exist, they're a little screwed

So, what's a trio of Punk ghosts to do?

Luckly, there is a way to supplement their energy, and they learned it from a less than savory source... Spectra. Spectra feeds off of emotions, misery, anxiety and depression being her bread and butter. Now, technically any emotion will do, it just has to be heightened for them to get anything out of it. Joy and euphoria can work, but it's hard to consistently produce those emotions and feed. Things like fear and anger are easier to produce, but come with some... ethical issues

Their solution? Get it from people who deserve it

So, Dan, Danny, Dani, and [insert fourth character here, maybe Jazz? Sam would probably be down, remember to delete placeholder] hop into a heavily graffitied GAV and drive to Gotham. Living out of the GAV, Decked out in leather, spikes and denim, they roll into the most crime ridden city in the world and proceed to find random goons and criminals homes, bust the place up, make them nearly shit their pants and then feed off the fear and anger of these career criminals

Meanwhile, the Bats keep showing up at the scene just after they scram and keep having to deal with the aftermath

The inspiration is the rowdy 3 from Dirk Gently's Holistic Dectective Agency, if you are not familiar with my favorite punk energy vampires, allow me to educate you (only watch to the two minute mark if you want to avoid spoilers for the show)

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#dp x dc #danny phantom #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #phantom punk #punk au #but there's four of them?#I'm wildly aware #Dan Danny and Dani need some snacks #those snacks being emotions #let them mess some criminals up #and stress bruce out #Out of town 'vigilantes' messing around in Gotha #Jason is either fine with it or pissed it happened on his turf #hard to be a crime lord when these guys are putting some of his scumbags in the hospital #Youtube

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dead-girl-tells-stories · 4 months

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DP x DC Prompt

This, but it's because their flight home was canceled due to Gotham's airport being destroyed. And they didn't want to drive all the way back.

The reason it all started was because Tucker was really bored and was getting a bit frustrated when he couldn't get past one of WE's many firewalls. He had already skimmed through everything else and concluded that Gotham's Brucie Wayne was a literal angel sent from heaven to one the worst cities in the world because he committed a crime so horrific that not even God could look him in his pretty little face anymore and that firewall proved it!

So to cool his head off, he decided to hack into a bank. Banks were pretty easy, right? Almost anyone could do it with just enough knowledge and the proper equipment. What he DIDN'T expect was just how EASY it was to do so. Laughably so, to the point it made him cry.

Did Gotham's rouges or Gothamites in general not like money? Not even the small-time rouges? Because he KNEW those operations that they try to pull off cost money. Shit tons!

So when his laughter became so disturbing that his friends and even his frenemies got concerned, all he had to do was show them what he found out. Which sent them spiraling into laughter as well. Like, c'mon, even Amity Park's bank was more secure than that and they only had fucking GHOST CRIME!

As the tears began to dry, and the laughter turned to giggles, one of the girls suggested something.

Star: Why don't we, like, rob it or something?

The hotel room went silent and Star started to fidget. Then she started to ramble.

Star: I mean like, we don't have to. It was kind of a joke anyway, since their security's so bad ya know, and I'm pretty sure we're gonna be here for a while and-

Dani: Star, baby, sweetie, honey. Why are you justifying yourself when we were all probably thinking the same thing, right?

Nod and hums of agreement filled the girl with relief.

Wes: Besides it's not a class trip unless we cause some trouble right?

They all then pilled into the bed and around Tucker as his finger flew across the keyboard.

Tucker: So, where are we hitting up first?

#dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #Mr. Lancer was going to tell them that it was lights out #but felt the chaotic energy coming from the other side of the door and went #"Nope I'll deal with that LATER'#They susessfuly robbed three banks #a couple of jewelry stores and WE before getting bored and turning themselves in #jk #they were caught in their hotel room counting the cash cartel style #and continued to do so while looking the Bats dead in the face #not Star and Paulina tho #they were too busy admiring all the pretty jewels on their hands and necks #is it a good time to mention that Paulina is a dragon and everyone else is liminal and has some sort of ability?#also triplet Dan Danny and Dani AU #anyways the Bats are dying on the inside because they have been looking for these criminals for WEEKS #but only found them by accident while looking for another criminal in the same hotel #and they're all 16-17 years old!!!!#in Tucker's defence the banks security wasn't really shit he's just hacked through much more difficult ones when he was 14 #AKA the GIW and the government #not the JLs yet but he has been close #dc x dp prompt #dp dc crossover #dc x dp #dpxdc

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arbiterlexultionis · 7 months

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Poltergeist

So, Danny, who’s blood is composed of mostly caffeine because the Box Ghost just WON’T FUCKING STOP attacking on the middle of the night, God Dammit this is the SEVENTH Time tonight how the Crap Baskets do you keep escaping the Thermos!! So, when he wakes up one morning needing both caffeine and ectoplasm in his sleep deprived state he just mixes a 4 pack of monster and beaker of ectoplasm in a jug and starts chugging to try and get it down before the taste hits and then stops. Takes a sip. Takes another. And realizes that it actually taste way better then either do individually.

So he starts mixing them up regularly, and eventually starts just phasing ectoplasm into still sealed cans so he can grab and go for the sake of convenience. Then some other ghost get a taste, like it, and start asking for more. So Danny gets some new friends and starts making ghost money selling his concoction, and as a joke based on the original name of the energy drink, paints over the can and relabels them Poltergeist.

For a while, business is booming but then a problem pops up. Real world items are contraband in the zone according to Walker, and most of the drink itself and the container it comes in is real world matter. Cue prohibition era shenaniganery as Danny and his allies became energy drink bootleggers, running from Walker, smuggling cases of Poltergeist, hiring ghost to help them with all of this, the whole nine yards.

I think this could work out pretty well with Danny and The Spooks, him and his boys mass producing and shipping out illegal ghost energy drinks could be a really cool plot line in my opinion, producing it, figuring out how to get it to the zone and all that as a group. I also feel this idea is just the right amount of wacky to work with the DP verse and serious/sensible enough to not be complete crack fic unless you want it to be.

When the Fenton’s and Valerie hear about that no good menace Phantom selling Highly Dangerous Ghost Drugs the flip their shit. The smear campaign is the stuff of legends. And then the truth comes out. It’s just a really Really REALLY tired teenager trying to stay awake and make some pocket money to buy first aid supplies and have some left over to buy food for homeless people.

If it’s a verse where Sam and Tucker are in on the whole ghost fighting thing then they are Energy Drink Kingpin Danny’s right and left hand men. Tucker’s the tech guy, figuring out how to build hidden compartments in vehicles to hide the goods, monitoring and screwing with Walker’s tech, managing accounts for human money he makes/figuring out how to exchange human money for Ghost money. Sam is his badass enforcer who keeps the underlings in line, and also uses her money and rich people connections to launder money and stuff. Proper crime boss stuff.

Eventually, everyone’s least favorite front loop catch’s wind of this. And I see this going one of two ways.

1) He comes to the conclusion that Danny’s not aloud to have nice things, and starts his own enterprise to compete with Danny. Stealing business, sabotaging production, tipping off Walker. General douchbaggery.

2) He is the opposite of opposition. He wants Danny as his Son, wants Danny to be just like him, wants to guide and train Danny the way he never got. So Danny, all on his own, building a criminal empire? Pissing off the authorities instead of being a little goody two shoes? Laundering money almost as good as his old man? It is wonderful and he is Here For It. Either he’s in the distance cheering him on or actively trying to help. “No no my boy, if you do it like that you’ll either end up broke or in jail for tax evasion. You’ve got to send your money through these channels and store it in banks of these countries. I’ll help you set up accounts.”

#danny fenton #danny phantom #dp au #fic prompt #story prompt #writing prompt #danny phantom au #Danny’s a crime lord #and he’s bound and determined to make it everyone else’s problem #Frostbite is at first glance the muscles of the organization but then he throws on a lob calf and goes to his lab to cook up better flavors #this is my first to tagging Danny as a Crike Lord it will not be the last #Walker #Walker won’t admit it but he’s absolutely ecstatic about the whole situation #tickled pink beyond belief #His whole Shtick is to be an old timey cop #getting to do all this prohibition stuff is a litter Al dream come true for the guy #Vlad has a foam finger with Number 1 Crime Boss written on it #he’s never bend more proud of his little boy.#Vlad: *Sees Danny monologing to petty ghost criminals that are trying to take his business* I’ve never been prouder #*wipes a tear*

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dahliadew · 1 year

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Danny phantom wants a Netflix crime documentary (dp fanfic prompt)

Since the portal accident, Danny has felt listless and is uncertain about how he fits into the world. That is because it doesn't have the one thing every other ghost has in a Netflix crime documentary; even Johnny 13 has one. I mean, come on. And he understands that his case isn't the norm, but damn it, he still wants one. So after expressing himself to his friends, they and the rest of the town set out to make Danny the best damn documentary they can. Because at this point, the rest of the Amity is fully aware of the identity of there long time hero, and it's really the least they can do for him, expressly for all the help he's given to the town over the years…….. and for maybe sicking ghost hunters on him occasionally.

And so far, everything has been going great the town is creating its own mysterious ghost story with red herrings and suspects coming out from every corner. All played and created by the town's residents, and they've made this into a town-wide event encouraging all of the residents to participate. It's not often the town can hold events like this anyways, the last major event the town tried to hold was the Circus Gothica incident, and everyone knows how that ended up.

But everything so far has been going great filming is on schedule, all of the residents are seen to be enjoying themselves, and Danny finally looks content for the first time in a while. That is until people from out of town start to hear about the documentary being made and what it is about. That was a fourteen-year-old boy who vanished with little information on what happened. And they start to come into town to investigate themselves, thinking that because of the town's tourist trap reputation, they won't give the victim the respect he deserves or that the town and its residence may be involved in a cover-up.

And it's at this point where the story could remain stand along with new characters coming in or make it into a crossover with something like criminal minds or even the justice league and DCU, and I think either would work or be cool. Along with that, this might be fun to pair with the Danny phantom corpse au, where after the accident, Danny is left with his own body that he ends up burying or stashing somewhere within the town.

I also thought it might be funny that once the outsiders come to town and start their investigation, they begin to think they are being haunted by the murdered or missing kid because they keep seeing his ghost around town.

#danny phantom #danny phantom crossover #danny little shit fenton #criminal minds #dp crossover #dp dc crossover #corpse au #dp prompt #dp fanfic #dc x dp #amity park #criminal minds crossover

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bookished · 7 months

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🦋 ( a second part for the collection of serial killer x fbi agent starters. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post 💛 if you like, please consider supporting me through tips. tag me when you use any!

"You know, Agent, we're not so different, you and I." "Don't even try to justify your actions. There's no comparison between us."

"I've always admired your determination, Agent. It's what makes this game so thrilling." "This isn't a game. It's justice, and it's long overdue."

"I have information that could help you catch the real monsters out there, Agent. But it comes at a price." "I'll never make a deal with the devil, no matter how tempting."

"You must be getting tired of cleaning up after me, Agent. Tell me, does the blood ever wash off your hands?" "My hands are clean, but yours will never be."

"You should be grateful, Agent. Without me, your career would be rather uneventful." "I'll be even more grateful when you're behind bars for the rest of your life."

"I've left you clues all along the way, Agent. Can you solve the puzzle before the next victim falls?"

"I've left breadcrumbs for you, Agent, but can you follow the trail to the truth?" "I'll follow your trail all the way to your downfall."

"I did what I did to expose the darkness within humanity, Agent. To make them see their own potential for evil." "Your twisted philosophy won't save you from the consequences of your actions."

"I have information on a new threat, Agent. Let's make a deal. You help me, and I help you." "I'll never trust a word that comes out of your mouth."

"You're so close, Agent, and yet so far. Can you decipher the riddle before it's too late?" "Your games won't stop me from catching you."

"You got lucky this time, Agent. But luck can't protect you forever." "I don't rely on luck. I rely on my training and my determination to stop you."

"Your profile of me was surprisingly accurate, Agent. Almost like you know me better than I know myself." "I studied monsters like you so I could bring them to justice."

"Do you remember the first time we met, Agent? I knew then that we were destined for something special." "I remember, and I remember that it was the start of your downfall."

"You're too late, Agent. The next victim is already gone. It's a shame you couldn't save them." "I won't let you claim another victim. You're not leaving here."

"You must get lonely, waiting here all night. I can keep you company, Agent, if you'd like." "I'd rather be lonely than in your company."

"Agent, I've been patient. I've watched you. Now, I have a proposal that will benefit both of us." "I'm not interested in your twisted proposals. You'll pay for your crimes."

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theprofessionalpromptmaker · 1 year

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“I hate that platonic love is being painted as pure and wholesome. Like yes, I love my best friend in a non-sexual way, but I’m totally willing to commit murder, arson, and any range of felonies for her, so I don’t like this slander that platonic love is all sweetness and goodness!”

#dialogue prompts #dialogue prompt #writerblr #original writing #writing inspiration #story prompt #creative writing #writing ideas #mod poss #comedy AU #platonic #crime au #criminal au

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madmanwonder · 2 months

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Crossover Fusion: Law and Crime: Mafia & Undercover Cop AU

Jaune notices Reina in his room as she confronts him about her offer. The blonde notices a paper on the desk behind her that will expose him as an undercover cop. So when she starts turning to his desk... he had no choice but to distract her by making out while. Hopefully it works and he can hide the paper without her realizing.

"Have you considered my offer Mr.Arc~?" The tough, strong voice of Reina Mishima.

Jaune felt his breath stop as he stared at the tough, beautiful, smirking woman standing close to his desk...where a piece of paper that would expose him as an undercover cop which be very very very bad for him and his loved ones.

"Well...I'm waiting Mr.Ar-MMH~!!!" The Oyabun of the Mishima Clan let out a muffled moan when Jaune strode up to her in great steps and captured her lips in a soul-searing make-out session that all but stole her breath away to distract her to hide the shreds of evidence.

God help him.

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12romy · 5 months

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Here's a little present for @my-brain-dump for the prompt game!! Sewis with a crossover of Criminal AU and accidental marriage! Thanks for the ask, I promise I'll tru to write the other asks soon ;)

Enjoy~

The plan was simple. Get in, get the goods, get out. Lewis should've known things never went smoothly - but then again, maybe it was on him for trying to rob a priest. A very much not innocent priest, but still.

Sebastian wasn't one to do a sloppy job, but they might have underestimated Padre Fernando. It was really their luck, to enter the church and find themselves in the middle of a meeting of the local mafia instead of finding it empty like planned.

Lewis panicked a little, but Sebastian made his the discreet code gesture of"follow me" and started to talk.

"Padre!" Sebastian cried out dramatically, and took Lewis' hand. "Please, marry us!"

How Lewis managed to keep his pokerface was a miracle.

The priest made a movement and his men sat back down, a frown on their face but no guns out yet.

"You... Want to get married?" the old man said slowly, suspicious.

"I am leaving the country tomorrow," Lewis blurted out, taking over. "I have this job offer and I don't know when I'll come back... We want to get married before this, in front of God. Please, Padre..."

There were some hushed talk between him and his goons, and Lewis was tempted to run away right now. Sebastian's hand was moist, but maybe it was Lewis' own hand.

"Alright, but I'm afraid we will have to do this quickly."

Fuck. Lewis thought he'd refused, and they'd be able to go on their merry way.

"Oh, thank you so much, Padre!" Sebastian exclaimed, with a unnerving enthusiasm, and Lewis forced a smile on his face.

"Thank you," he breathed out, and if he sounded emotional, it was probably because he was just a little upset with this turn of events.

Lewis might be a thief, and a criminal, but he was a fervent catholic. Marrying was no joke, especially marrying in front of an altar, blessed by a priest.

It was done in a ten minutes. Padre Fernando had made a short speech, read a passage of the bible, the usual "until death do you part". Lewis had said the I do, then Sebastian, and it had felt so... Ungodly.

"You may now kiss," the Padre said, with a peaceful and innocent smile on his face that made him look like a nice grandpa and not the mafia boss he was.

The kiss felt... Rather less ungodly - which was a little surprising considering the amount of tongue it involved. Sebastian was a very good kisser, and Lewis would lie if he said he hadn't thought about kissing him a few times before. Just not in this context exactly.

The priest barely had the time to say the last prayer to conclude the wedding when suddenly, the door opened, and a whole squat of policemen entered, heavily armed.

"Hands in the hair, Alonso!" one of them cried, then took in the situation, Lewis and Sebastian in front of the altar. "Civilians? Come here, quickly!"

The priest started to draw his gun and Lewis pushed Sebastian on the ground. It left the line clear for the policemen to disharm him - by shooting a bullet through his arm.

The rest was a bit of a blur. They were interrogated - as witness, of course, and innocent bystander. The police bought their story, and they received several congratulations on the wedding.

They made it out of the station unscathed, and unattested, which was quite a feat.

"It's only a matter of time before they realise we're not innocent. They might check," Lewis said worriedly.

"I guess now's a good time to leave the country, huh?" Sebastian smiled. "Tell me, what are your thoughts on the Caribbeans? I hear it's lovely at this time of year, and well... We do have a wedding to celebrate."

Lewis groaned in despair. "This is serious, Sebastian. We got married for real!"

"It's fine, we didn't sign any-"

"We married in front of God!" Lewis screamed out, pointing at the sky. "You hardly get a more important witness! Who cares about pieces of paper!"

Sebastian hesitated for a second. "Well... Might as well do it seriously, then, no?" he offered with a smile.

Lewis searched in his eyes, hesitant.

"Okay..."

"Cool!" Sebastian grinned. "I'll get us fake IDs with matching family name!"

"This is not a cover story, Seb, this is serious!"

"I know it's not a cover story," he huffed. "That's why we're going on a honeymoon, and that's why we're wearing the same last name from now on. We should also get rings, I know exactly a nice jewelry store where we can steal them from."

Lewis was just a little bit charmed.

#sewis #lewis hamilton #sebastian vettel #feat nando as a priest 😌#my writing #prompt game #f1 rpf #criminal au #accidental marriage

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delicatenightfury · 1 year

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Glass and Flowers

2022 Month of Writing: Day 16

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader (soulmate AU)

Prompt:

Word Count: 1,601

Author's Note: please don't steal my work! you can choose to respond to the prompt as well, but don't steal my work.

Spencer sat in the hallway of the hospital. Everything around him was a blur, and he couldn’t determine if his mind was going a mile a minute or at a snail’s pace. All he knew was that the scene from his morning was playing over and over again in his mind.

He had been on his way home from the BAU, catching a ride with Derek. They had been bantering, nothing new for the two of them, when a truck seemingly came out of nowhere.

Reid watched in shock as the car came speeding toward the intersection. They were showing no signs of slowing. In fact they appeared to be speeding up in an attempt to outrun the police behind them. Reid tried to brace himself.

“Morgan, look out!” he said.

Morgan slammed on the brakes, having also noticed the car. They quickly came to a stop, but the speeding car scraped the front of Derek’s, moving the car several feet and rattling the two. Their relief was short lived when they heard a loud crunching. Both looked up to see that the speeding car had collided with the car next to them. The speeding car kept going, but the other car had been flipped and hit by another oncoming vehicle.

Reid and Morgan shot into action.

They got out of the car and went to the other two, splitting to check on the passengers. Reid hurried to the car that had flipped and ducked down to see the driver. She was hanging upside down, blood running from her temple. Head wounds always looked bad.

“Hey,” Reid said, trying to get her attention. Her head turned slightly to look at him. She looked dazed. “Hey, are you all right?”

“What happened?” she said.

“You were in an accident. You’re bleeding a little bit. Are you hurt anywhere else?”

She shook her head.

“I don’t know.”

Reid turned his head to glance at Derek.

“Call an ambulance!” he called. He looked back at the woman and quickly took in the car. He wasn’t going to be able to open the door and get her out safely without proper equipment. He’d have to wait for the first responders. He saw her eyes starting to haze over and reached out to touch her arm. “Ma’am, ma’am I need you to stay with me, okay? You have to stay awake. Can you tell me your name?”

“y/n.”

“All right, y/n, my name is Spencer. Is there anyone else in the car with you?”

She shook her head slightly and winced.

“Hurts,” she mumbled.

“Help is on the way. We’re going to get you out soon, y/n. Just keep talking to me.”

Spencer did his best to keep her conscious, keep her talking about anything while they waited for the paramedics to show up. Luckily, they didn’t take long and a firetruck and two ambulances showed up. The firemen hurried to Spencer and asked him to step back.

“She’s bleeding from the temple,” he informed them. “No one else is in the car, but she’s in pain and has been floating in and out of consciousness.”

“We’ll handle it from here, sir,” one of the firemen said.

Reid nodded and stepped back to let them do their work. He watched them pry the door open and begin to secure y/n to get her out.

Morgan came up behind Reid.

“You all right, kid?”

Spencer nodded slowly. He lifted his hand to run it through his hair, but paused when he noticed something on his skin. He shifted his shirt sleeve out of the way and stared at his arm.

Flowers decorated skin. Flowers that hadn’t been there before.

“Reid?” Morgan looked down at his arm. “Woah. When did that happen?”

“I don’t know.” It was then that Reid felt his arm itch. The sensation went from the back of his hand up almost his entire arm. “It wasn’t there earli-”

His eyes widened and he glanced at the firemen, who were pulling y/n out of the car. Shards of glass were embedded in her arm, running almost the entire length.

Spencer had asked Morgan to follow the ambulance to the hospital. They were directed to a waiting area and were told that a doctor would update them at some point. That had been almost an hour ago, and there had been no news.

Morgan was down the hall, making a phone call to Hotch to update him about the situation. Meanwhile, Spencer wouldn’t take his mind off the crash and y/n. Images of her hanging upside down in her car flashed before his mind. He barely knew her, so he couldn’t explain why he was feeling so anxious.

It mostly likely had to do with the soulmate bond. It was said that when something tragic happened in the life of your soulmate, a flower appeared on your body and you felt ghost pains. That was the only explanation Reid could come up with. The flowers on his arm hadn’t been there before the accident, and now there they were, in the same place the glass had been stuck in y/n.

“Hey.” Spencer glanced up at Mogan as he sat down. “You doing all right?”

Spencer swallowed and nodded a little.

“I’m just… shocked, I guess. I mean, the chances of meeting your soulmate are about ten thousand to one. A-and there’s about a fifty to sixty percent chance of getting into a car accident at night. So the chances of meeting my soulmate were already slim, but meeting them in the same accident? It’s… it seems impossible.”

Just then, a doctor approached the two of them. The men stood up.

“I understand you came in with Miss l/n?”

Spencer nodded.

“I’m her soulmate,” he said. He shifted his arm to show the flowers in case the doctor didn’t believe him.

But the older man smiled.

“She’s doing well. We removed all the glass from her arm. It most likely will scar, and should be able to fully move it without any problems. I’ve already explained these things to her, and she is awake if you want to see her.”

Spencer nodded again. The doctor led him down the hall, Morgan trailing closely behind him. The hospital was relatively quiet for the night, so their footsteps seemed to echo a little. The doctor stopped in front of a door.

“This is her room,” he said. “She asked about you, by the way. She was happy when we told her you were still here. You can go in whenever you’d like.”

“Thanks, doc,” Morgan said. The doctor nodded and walked away. “You ready?”

“I don’t know.”

“You got this, Reid. You two beat the odds. You said so yourself. Get in there and see your girl.”

“She’s not my girl, Derek.”

He smirked and patted Reid on the shoulder.

“Maybe not right now, but I’ve got a feeling.”

Morgan gave him another encouraging pat and turned back down the hall. Spencer took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

“Come in,” he heard.

He slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside. His eyes immediately went to y/n, who was sitting up in the hospital bed. Her arm was wrapped in bandages and held in place to prevent further damage. She smiled at him.

“Hey,” she said.

“Hi. How- how are you feeling?”

“Sore. But… grateful. Tonight could have been a lot worse. Thanks for helping me.”

“I didn’t do much.”

“You kept me conscious, gave me something to focus on instead of passing out. I appreciate that more than you know, Spencer.” He looked down at his shoes, surprised that she remembered his name through everything that had happened. “Can I ask you a question though?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Why did you stick around? We haven’t met before this?”

Spencer took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He stepped closer to her bed and slowly started pulling up his sleeve. He watched her eyes widen at the sight of his arm covered in small flowers. Her eyes darted between their arms and his face. A smile worked its way onto her face and she laughed.

“We’re soulmates?” she said.

He nodded.

“I know it seems crazy,” he said. “I mean, there’s just a small chance of ever meeting your soulmate. Like, ten thousand to one chance, even with the flowers as a signifier. So most people go their whole lives without ever meeting or interacting with their soulmate.”

y/n smiled.

“I guess we were the lucky ones then,” she said. “Would you… If it’s all right with you, I’d love to get to know you more. Maybe talk and hang out? See where this might go?”

Spencer returned her smile.

“I’d like that.”

A knock came from the door, causing the two of them to turn. Derek peeked his head in, smiling at them.

“Hey, just wanted to let you know that Hotch gave you the day off tomorrow. He’ll probably call you or something to tell you himself, but wanted to give you a heads up.”

“Thanks, Morgan.”

“No problem. You kids have fun.”

When he disappeared from view again, y/n looked at Spencer in amusement.

“Friend and coworker?”

“Yeah. We work for the BAU here in Quantico.”

Her smile got even wider.

“No way. I just got a job working with the same team.”

“Really?”

She nodded.

“I was looking forward to the job before. Now I’m even more excited. I guess some things were just meant to be.”

“I guess so.”

#month of writing #writing prompt #Spencer reid #Spencer Reid x reader #Spencer x reader #reid x reader #criminal minds #bau #reid #soulmate au #Derek morgan

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anotherpassiongirl · 9 days

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Master list

🌶️ 18+ content

❤️ romance

🩷 friendship and/or family

😭 not a happy ending

📑 from prompt

📚 on AO3, if you're logged in

Criminal Minds

Hotchner x Y/N

Shower sex 🌶️

Hotchner x Y/N x Snape

Principal's Orders: Assignment in Snape's Office ❤️🩷📚

Harry Potter

Snape x Y/N x Hotchner

Principal's Orders: Assignment in Snape's Office ❤️🩷📚

Miraculous ladybug

Marinette x Adrien

Marinette Agreste 🩷📑

Others

Ariel x Vincent

Graduation and Silver ❤️🩷📚

Liz x Max

Mon petit canard

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lovemggubler · 3 days

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to all the genius cm / s.r fic writers,

can someone please write a spencer reid x f! reader au/fic based on we can't be friends by ariana grande. 🥹🙏

please please tag me if ever? thank u <3

#criminal minds #spencer reid #mgg #matthew gray gubler #we cant be friends #ariana grande #fic prompt #au prompt #Spotify

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milflewis · 10 months

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brocedes and 50 (out of love)…. :’)

[50: out of love]

Lewis leans against the wall, eyes closed, and slides down until he’s sitting on the floor, shoulders squeezed in between the legs of his massage table and the side panelling of his half open wardrobe. He presses his head back against the wall until it aches dully, feet flat on the carpet.

He breathes. He just needs a few minutes before the post race briefing. His shirt sticks to his back with shower water and the residue of champagne.

His music is loud enough, and his noise cancelling headphones are good enough, that most of the sounds of celebrations outside are muffled. He should be out there.

He stuck around for the podium and some pictures after and before and he’ll go back out — he will. He will. He just needs.

He needs a minute.

He doesn’t realise that he left the door unlocked until there’s a cold nose pushing at his hand. He flexed his fingers, knuckles sore and stiff. He blinks.

Enni blinks back up at him, the sight of the Artic Fox as familiar as Alejandra, who is watching them from under the table. The jaguar can just barely fit. Lewis can’t remember the last time he’s seen them with each other. Somehow, the thought is worse thing to happen today.

He tugs his headphones down.

“Lewis,” is all she says, and curls up next to him. She radiates very little heat, as tiny as she is, small chest rising and falling against Lewis’s forearm. When Lewis won his first title, she curled up and around the back of his neck, tail hanging down, and stayed there the whole night, even when Nico disappeared with Mark intermittently.

He runs careful fingers down over her head, circling the shape of her ear. She pushes back up into it. Ale stirs, barely just arching her back and settling back down, eyes yellow and glowing in the shadows, the rest of her near invisible, fur melting into the dark black. Lewis sends her a look. She only blinks defiantly back at him.

“He loves you,” Enni says, and Lewis hums. Nico and his problem was never one of love; not a lack nor overindulgence.

“He will leave.”

She doesn’t flinch. It is no surprise to anyone who knows Nico, even if Lewis doesn’t know if Nico himself even knows he’s going to yet.

There’s a messily handmade tiny collar tied loosely around her neck, interwoven strings of soft colours. Lewis was there when Nico’s kids presented it to her. He helped them tie it on. Vivian had laughed, delighted, hair tucked behind her ears.

“I can’t forgive him,” Lewis says, quiet and tired and heartsore. He considers this for a moment. “I won’t.”

“That’s part of why he’s leaving,” she insists, curling in closer. He drags a hand gently down his back, smoothening her snow white fur.

“Maybe.” Lewis watches Alejandra. “And that’s just something else I can’t — won’t — forgive him for.”

Enni doesn’t understand it. She might never will. She is, fundamentally, an extension of Nico’s soul and Lewis knows, this will probably never be something that Nico will understand. Will scoff and roll his eyes and tell Lewis to stop being so dramatic and it’s just racing and he does it with everyone. And that might be true — it honestly probably is — but he didn’t do it to everyone. He did it to Lewis. And Lewis let him.

Lewis went along with it. Lewis did it with him.

He slides down until he’s lying in his back, head turned so she’s up against his face. His nose brushes hers. He presses a kiss between her eyes, cheek warm on the top of her head. She growls lowly under him, bumping his throat and staying there.

“Take care of him,” Lewis says, the only thing he’s able to give her — and him — right now. “Take care of all of them.”

#made lewis softer and sadder than he was irl but tbf! in this universe he is walking around with his soul outside of his body and so is nico #which i do think would make their whole divorce era even more interesting and messy and sad #personally i think there is a criminal lack of daemon aus in this fandom #credit to akira for helping me pick out daemon creatures and their names!#brocedes #kiss fic prompt ask game #anon tag #niamh.asks

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