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Pretty Boy | s.r. x fem!reader
a/n: you know i had to do something for glasses reid i’d be crazy not to.
“oh, here comes your pretty boy. capital p and b.” derek’s smooth voice entered your shared office with jj. you didn’t bother asking who, even coyly, he would just say something along the line of “your other half, pretty girl.”
so you rolled your eyes while scanning over a case file, not bothering to direct attention to the man. “and why the need to visit my space?” a teasing reply, both knowing his visits to the double liaison office were once in a blue moon.
there was the sound of shuffling before derek responded, “cause i wanna see your reaction.” such a vague answer that it caused you to pick your head up with a quizzical look, “what are-“ and you stopped when spencer poked his head through the cracked doorway.
“hey y/n, i brought you…” you didn’t hear the rest of his sentence. eyes too focused on spencer’s face and the new wardrobe attire perched along his nose.
your heart beat fast in your ears and you could feel your body warm in temperature. it was like you were sent back in time to high school and spencer was the insanely smart, pretty student ripped right from your fantasies. you hoped you weren’t drooling at the sight.
“y/n? you alright?” spencer’s voice was much closer now and when you blinked he was directly in front of you with the back of his hand to your forehead and a frown on his face. derek’s chuckles filled the crowded space and you couldn’t even manage a side eye.
“you feel warm. you didn’t happen to catch anything from the last case, did you?” full concern with round puppy eyes shining behind black frames. your heart was the picture of a popsicle melting on a hot summer day.
you took a swallow, “not- not that i know of.” eyes honed onto a freckle placed to the left of spencer’s chin.
derek laughed again, “ease up on her, pretty boy.” he moved closer and stood behind spencer’s left shoulder, a smug expression painted on his chiseled face.
“i’m just checking if she’s physically well.” spencer’s voice got high from defending himself and his actions while glaring at derek.
derek then jerked his chin at your sheepish expression, “well it’s declining each second you’re in her space.” joking at the expense of your crush, but spencer took it the wrong way and pulled his arm back to his side. “sorry, right boundaries. should’ve asked first.”
you managed to bounce back when he started moving away, “no! no, it’s- derek’s just joking. i- i don’t mind you touching me.” and it took two, two seconds, for your mind to process your wording.
“oh this is a great morning.” derek howled then decided he’s seen enough, leaving both of you hot and pink cheeked.
squeezing your eyes shut you wished for the floor to swallow you hole and drag you away from this situation. “i’m- i’m sorry… about that. bit- bit scattered brained right now.” trying to play everything off.
“you- you sure you’re alright? i’m certain hotch will let you leave early.” spencer’s brows pinched in the middle turning his face into more of a pout. oh he has no idea the effect on you.
you smiled gentle at his worry, “i’m well, just been staring at potential cases too long, that’s all.” fingering at the edge of the manilla folder in your lap.
“also i like the new look,” circling a finger around your eyes to play charades with him than just mention the holy glasses. “they suit you nicely.” friendly but said with a hint of flirty.
spencer’s smiled widened and his cheeks turned from bubblegum pink to a rosie hue, oh how you wish to just cover him in thousands of kisses. “thanks. i ran out of contacts for the month so i’m stuck with these until then.” making it sound like an inconvenience, but oh how you were gonna suffering for a month of those handsome frames.
you turned your head away before you were caught staring for too long and saw a baby pink bag sitting beside your picture frames. you reached out to grab it then pulled it apart to see a sweet morning treat awaiting for your teeth to sink in. “did you bring this?” asking spencer since you then remember that he said something when arriving but you didn’t hear what.
spencer straightened up and happily beamed, “yeah! i was walking past that pastry shop you like and thought you’d enjoy something for all your hard work.” you both knew that was a straight lie since that pastry shop is an extra ten minutes out of either of yours work routes.
but you didn’t comment on it just looked spencer in the eye and said softly, “thank you, spence. you’re very sweet.” and with a sudden boldness you leaned forward to press a delicate kiss onto his right cheek.
pulling back you noticed spencer’s lips were slightly parted, he looked almost winded from the sudden action. you were gonna apologize if you over stepped but then jj entered her office with derek trailing behind.
“uh… hi.” she stopped two steps inside then saw the way you both fidgeted to appear normal. as if you were doing something you weren’t supposed… “hi, welcome.” “everything normal here.” you and spencer talked over each other.
“okay, not even gonna ask…” waving a folder about, “but i found a case and hotch approved so into the conference room for debriefing.” jj gave both of you a final stare then walked around derek to flee the scene.
“come on pretties, you can smooch later.” “derek!”
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omgpourquoi · 8 months
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It’s 2023 and I just wrote a new Nurseydex fic. Love this for me— posting soon! 😂🤭
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erinthesails · 1 month
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the concept of mary and stede both being trans and stealing each other's names when stede ran away dropped into my head, fully formed, and now you can read it too
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dipppy-fressh · 9 months
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Hey, so I posted fanfic for the first time and it's about Astarion on A03, it's what he deserves
Link Summary: Agreeing to let him drink from you the first time feels like a lifetime ago, especially since you’ve entered the eternal twilight of the Shadowlands, and you’ve offered him many such drinks since then. Last night, when he came by your tent to drink, he felt softer? Not his teeth of course, but his body. You notice Astarion has gained some weight recently, and you chat with him about it.
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myeaglestshirt · 2 months
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in honor of ttpd i’d like to share this awful piece i wrote when i was 16. rip teenage me you would have been so annoying over taylor swift releasing an album called “the tortured poets department”
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erinsworld · 1 year
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Snippet Saturday
Another few weeks and this WIP will be a year old. 😲😬 Written for last year's Rosie's Write along, prompts; back on the ranch & dumpster diving.
Mac snorts so hard at his childhood friend’s words he almost chokes on his beer. “Boz, that was—”
“Beautiful, man… pure gold. You speak truth my thespian friend,” Jack praises, dabbing at his eyes and clutching his chest, and Mac rolls his eyes at his best friend’s dramatics.
His best friend who is back home.
Back with their team. Back with their family.
“I was going to use a different word, big guy,” Mac retorts, one side of his mouth curling up.
Warmth spreads though his chest that has nothing to with the heat of the Los Angeles summer or the firepit that sits in front of him. He hasn’t stopped smiling ever since he walked out onto this very deck to a Hiya, Hoss. Miss me? coming from the shadows.
That was weeks ago, and Mac doesn’t think he’s blinked since, hasn’t let Jack out of his sight for fear of this all being a dream.
Mac knows that feeling is mutual. Jack has barely left their sight since his return. And on the rare occasion that he’s needed to separate from them, his return is marked by a gentle bump of a shoulder or the soft brush of his fingers against their arms.
Jack’s need for not only reassurance, but a physical reassurance tears at Mac’s heart every time.
Makes him wish he had fought harder, disobeyed orders, and found a way to be part of Jack’s strike team.
He’s grateful to Matty for altering their rotation to give them all time off, grateful to the other teams who have filled in to allow it. Grateful also for the time that Nick is able to take away from running the San Diego Crime Lab to spend the time with them also.
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resqectable · 7 months
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I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
Erin Van Vuren
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helloimerinsposts · 1 year
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Literal raging headache rn.. 😓
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oct0bra1ns · 3 months
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IMAGINE
ok but Yandere Loser x Idol darling
Yandere loser corners Idol! darling when they're outside gushing about how much they mean to him and how he has all of their merch, how he attends every since event and concert the hold and begging them to sign his forehead merch so that he can place it in his shrine.
And Idol! darling trying to keep their regal and elegant reputation and not completely punch the shit out of Yandere loser.
You smile at the man in front of you, leaning in to caress Erin's face, tipping it up to meet your eyes. You would have enjoyed the way his face flushed had it not been for the fact he stumbled upon you in the wrong place. "Oh, darling, of course I'd sign it for you, keep this meeting of ours a secret and I'll do more than just sign things for you." You murmured in his ear, giving him a wink before walking away. Erin had always prided himself on being able to control his desires, too bad his need for a certain idol reduced him to mutt for them.
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quotefeeling · 27 days
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I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
Erin Van Vuren
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raggedyoldwitch · 2 years
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i have finished ep6 onto ep8!
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kisses over handshakes | s.r. x fem!reader
“who’s the new guy?”
jj turned to you before looking in the direction your eyes were focused on. standing outside hotch’s office was derek accompanied by a mystery guy, well he looked more like a boy. tall and lanky with a short haircut that was starting to grow past his ears and curl to his skin. he was wearing a short sleeved button up that looked a size or two bigger on him, practically swallowing him in the fabric, and he paired dark brown stacks for his office attire.
“that’s spencer reid. gideon helped bring him into the unit when he brought him in as an apprentice, also he’s a genius. graduated high school at twelve, has three phds, a 187 iq and can read fast and remember well. own our human internet.” jj listed off his qualifications for the job at- “how old is he?” “only twenty three.” boy genius indeed.
you followed behind jj as she walked towards the two, “hello boys. spencer i wanted to introduce you to y/n, she’s my assistant.” skirting you closer into his directions, teeth biting into your bottom lip from slight nerves.
“hi it’s a pleasure to meet you,” sticking out a waiting hand. spencer looked to your hand then directly into your eyes as he said, “the number of pathogens passed between a handshake is staggering it’s actually safer to kiss.” and you could tell he was completely serious.
so you shrugged, “okay,” and leaned in to peck his cheek. you saw how derek smiled widely as he shook his head, “told you someone would be bold enough to do it.” reaching out to flick at your shoulder, you swatted his hand away with a frown.
eyes back to spencer, his cheeks turned flushed and his mouth was opening and closing, eyes slightly bugged. “sorry, that was unprofessional of me.” apologizing for overstepping, not wanting him to hate you already.
“no- no it’s alright. just the first to do so, caught off guard.” he smiled nervously, lips quirked. “i- i wouldn’t mind if you- if you kept doing so.” rolling his lips once the sentence settled over the four of you, you smiled back at him.
“looks like you got an admirer, pretty girl.” derek pipped in snapping you from your staring contest with spencer’s profile. you just rolled your eyes to the older man, “guess i know how you feel now, playboy.”
jj pulled you along, “alright, well we have some cases to look over and i’m sure you two have paperwork to fill out, so we’ll see you later.”
“bye pretty ladies,” derek bid you goodbye. you waved at spencer over your shoulder and he held his hand up in reply. you chuckled quietly at his awkward nature.
“by the end of the year, i’m gonna date him.” sounding confident in your statement. you turned to jj and she furrowed her clean brows, “why not sooner?”
“cause i want him to ask me and i know it’s gonna be awhile, but im in it for the long game with boy genius. he’s a special one.”
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thoughtkick · 11 months
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I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
Erin Van Vuren
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erinthesails · 8 months
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Chapters: 5/5 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Word Count: 26,970
Fuck Stede. Fuck him and his stupid face. His stupid smiles. The way he keeps touching Ed’s shoulder, his arm, his wrist, so casually, so gently, like he doesn’t even notice. Fuck him for all the times and all the ways Ed has been so certain Stede feels the same way he does, and then bounced back the other direction, too fast for Ed to keep up.
The final installment of my episode 9 & 10 fix it fic is here! :) Thanks for reading everyone!
Start with Chapter 1
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dipppy-fressh · 8 months
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My astarion brain rot continues, here's another fic for him I wrote
Summary: It’s been a long night, after dark ambushes by vampire spawn in your beautiful inn room will do that, but you’ve finally cleaned up, again, and you’re ready to go back to bed, again. As you head to your bed though, you see Astarion. He had waved you off earlier when you asked if he was ok, and he’s still sitting where you left him when you went to wash up, on the floor, back against his bed, head down on crossed arms leaned on his knees, heaps of almost-destroyed-but-teleported-away vampire spawn dust all over him, in his hair, on his clothes, on top of the layer of blood. You and your party were ambushed by Cazador's spawn at the Elfsong Inn. Astarion is filthy afterwards so you offer to help him clean up.
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myeaglestshirt · 1 month
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